"Since the old senior has this intention, it is naturally undesirable! I have to be grateful to the old senior on behalf of my third uncle!"

Jiang Heng smiled and showed his junior's attitude towards his senior, but he had no reaction. He did not come forward to support him, and did not bow to him.

"That's good! That's good! Since Xiaoyou Jiang thinks it's OK, isn't that what you and my family are now considered relatives?" The old man smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Senior Fu! What do you mean?" Hearing this, Jiang Heng's face suddenly became cold.

"I've made my debut late and can't understand some twists and turns. Senior Fu can just say anything!"

Um!

The ancestor of the Fu family nodded deeply, and then lowered his head and seemed to be pondering something.

"If..." the old man raised his head and smiled slightly and said kindly: "I said I want to form an alliance with you. Don't you believe it or not?"

"I believe it!"

There was almost no pause, and Jiang Heng said directly.

"Oh! It's interesting, I don't have any doubts?" The old man looked at Jiang Heng with a smile.

"You definitely don't believe it, but I also want to know why you, the huge Canglang Gang and the powerful Fu family. If you don't talk to Commander Lu and other big names, why do you look for a small man like me?"

Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows and looked down at the old man. With his height, he was two or three heads taller than the old man.

"Oh, my friend, I'm not trying to form an alliance with the Pacification Department. It's hard for the government to deal with. The old man is only aligned with you!"

The old man smiled like a fortune teller who was lying to others on the street, and he was very cunning.

"Senior, you have made me feel a little frightened. How come I can take this seriously at what point? How can I let the huge Canglang Gang choose to cooperate with me, the little Xuanyiwei?"

"Haha! You guy is not simple. Just your trick just now, I dare say that the whole Dayan is no match for now!"

The old man waved his hand, then looked around and smiled, "The mess here is not a place to talk about things. Come with me, there are some things, the old man has to tell you in detail!"

"Senior, you won't have five hundred swords and axes in ambush, right?" Jiang Heng smiled.

"Hmph! You kid, it's not enough to deal with you five hundred swords and axes!"

The old man didn't reply, holding a crutch in one hand and holding the blade in the other hand and heading out tremblingly. He didn't know if the old man was pretending.

"Old ancestor!! My ancestor! This... this person killed four guest officials of my Fu family and made the mistress like this. Ancestor, you have to make the decision for me!"

Fu Qingshui was dragging a pair of broken arms that were bleeding profusely. He was so tired that he was swept by the sword energy that he had not seen any development at all. When his arms were cut and woke up in pain, he thought it was Jiang Heng's actions. At first glance, even the guests had completely died. He thought that his ancestors were outside, so he was much more courageous.

"Don't you lose all the waste? Get back!"

The ancestor of the Fu family shouted with a look of regret, and Fu Qingshui was stunned. Before he could react, he saw his ancestor smiling at Jiang Heng, who hated him to the core, which was more kind than those of them.

"My friend Jiang, please come with me!"

Then they saw the two of them smiling like close old friends and disappearing in front of Fu Qingshui. Seeing Fu Qingshui felt sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out. If his arm was still there, he really wanted to slap himself twice, and see if he was dreaming.

The group came to the inner hall of the Fu family, and the old man asked the maid to take Jiang Heng to clean it.

I originally planned to refuse, but I thought that I was not afraid of the other party playing tricks anyway. If I wanted to kill him, I would probably have to summon half of the Canglang Gang members and they had to be organized in an orderly manner. However, for such a not-for-money transaction, I believe that as long as the ancestor of the Fu family was not stupid, he would not make this decision easily.

So after cleaning, put on a navy blue robe that was not very suitable, he came to a private room next to the inner hall. The old man was sitting opposite the Nanmu table, holding a cup of tea in his hand, obviously having been waiting for a long time.

The old man waved his hand to signal the waiting maid to retreat. Seeing that there was no one in the room, the old man smiled and said, "Little Friend Jiang! Have tea, let's chat while drinking!"

Hearing the words, Jiang Heng was not polite, and he controlled his strength and sat on the chair carefully. He couldn't get used to the chair outside, and it was mainly too heavy. If there was no weight, it would easily cause it to fall apart.

"You don't have to worry. This chair is made of good ironwood. Not to mention your weight of thousands of pounds, you can sit even if you double it!"

"Oh! The old senior seems to be very familiar with the younger generation! Aren't you curious about my strange skills?" Jiang Heng sat down with confidence, but instead looked at the old man in front of him with a smile.

"Strange skills? Haha, it is indeed rare for you to take external skills in this world!"

The old man took a sip of tea, but his tone was quite plain.

"Oh? Senior, do you think that in this world, is it because there are still people who have taken similar paths before? To be honest, I thought I was the first person to explore this path!" Jiang Heng felt a little happy, as if the ancestor of the Fu family knew a lot.

This trip is worth it!

Hearing this, Fu Changsheng sighed slightly, smelled the fragrance of tea, and his voice was already silent.

"I, the old man, wanted to see a person like you in his lifetime, but unfortunately I would never see you in my life. The external skills were actually the right path to martial arts before the founding of the Kingdom of Dayan! But that was all old things from hundreds of years ago."

Seeing Jiang Heng's eyes lit up and as if he was saying something, Fu Changsheng smiled slightly and waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I have been hiding this in my heart for a long time. Since the old man from my family came to my ears, I have been hiding it in my heart. Now I can finally speak up!"

"At the beginning of the founding of the Great Yan Kingdom, martial arts was mainly based on external skills. The martial arts of the world were based on qi and blood, and diligently simmered the qi and blood every day. Then it was simmering bones, and finally it was transformed into dragons!

Warriors who are king of external skills all use the transformation of qi and blood into dragons as their ultimate goal. They imagine each massive and majestic qi and blood as giant dragons.

The limbs and heads are five dragons, the heart is one dragon, the other five internal organs are three dragons, the nine dragons are all out, and the heart dragon is the main one! At that time, they will be the master of external skills!

It is equivalent to the great masters of our internal skills today, but each has its own strengths. The external skills are mainly based on the body's qi and blood, while the internal skills are mainly based on the internal qi and internal organs.

One uses force to break all laws, and the other uses energy to control all laws!
Chapter completed!