Liu Yi wiped her tears and said, "He even drew two fingers at the end. What does a smiling face mean?"
Liu Lang smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know either."
Liu Lang stayed up all night. He got up early in the morning and helped his sister move the beans.
Liu Yi didn't expect that her brother would come to help.
Knowing that he had really made friends with Zhang Yange, she said, "When are you going to go out this time? I'll get you more money..."
"I won't go out. There are so many injustices in the world. It doesn't matter whether it's earlier or later. Brother, I have to take care of you first and then worry about others." Liu Lang said seriously.
Upon hearing this, Liu Yi turned around and wiped the tears from her face.
Dad, Mom! My brother has really matured and he has made a good friend.
After Zhang Yange said goodbye to Liu Lang, he moved forward at full speed.
It took less than a month to return to Wudang Mountain. As soon as he went up the mountain, he was called by Lao Zhang, who arrived a month earlier than him.
Only Yu Er was on the mountain, and the others had all gone down to do errands.
"Master, I miss you so much." Xiao Zhang said while saluting.
Lao Zhang naturally burst out laughing when he saw him.
"Master, why didn't you stay there longer?" Zhang Yange asked.
"There is no use for a teacher there anymore," Lao Zhang said with a smile.
When Old Zhang saw Xiao Zhang, the smile on his face never broke.
"Let's go, let's take you to meet someone." Old Zhang took Xiao Zhang and went straight to the back mountain.
There are no dark rooms in Wudang Mountain...
The mistakes made by their fellow disciples are mainly divided into physical education and spiritual education.
It is said that Yu Er was beaten the most when he was a child, while Zhang Cuishan mainly received spiritual education.
Naturally, Xiao Zhang had never been exposed to these two education methods. Therefore, the Wudang Sect really did not have a place to lock up people. But after Lao Zhang brought Ding Daoyang back, Yu Er quickly built a prison in the back mountain.
When they arrived, they saw Ding Daoyang being chained up.
"Master, who is he?" Xiao Zhang looked at Ding Daoyang and asked.
Along the way, Lao Zhang naturally asked about Ding Daoyang's origins.
Lao Zhang first gave Xiao Zhang a brief introduction to the history of the Vulture Palace in Piaomiao Peak. Zhang Yange's eyes widened when he heard it. Of course he had watched The Eight Parts of Demi-Gods, but he didn't expect that this guy turned out to be a descendant of the Vulture Palace.
"The technique he practices is called Beiming Shen Gong, which is designed to absorb the inner energy of others and turn it into his own use." Old Zhang said to Xiao Zhang with a smile, "He also has a good palm technique, but do you know what his ability is?
"
"I don't know..." Zhang Yange was still in shock.
"This skill is destined for you." Lao Zhang had no intention of saying more, "But he said that you must defeat him, and he will teach you that skill."
"Master, is this guy trustworthy?"
"It's unbelievable. His hundred-year-old internal strength is obviously not his." Lao Zhang naturally looked down on this thing that deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors.
But this person was his test question for Zhang Yange.
Whether to kill him or to keep him! It all depends on him.
"Then how did he tell you this?" Zhang Yange asked puzzledly.
Lao Zhang caressed his long beard and said with a smile, "Convince people with virtue!"
I believe you as a ghost!
Ding Daoyang really couldn't hear the conversation between their master and apprentice, otherwise he would be so angry that he would go crazy!
How to convince people with virtue!
Ding Daoyang had many bad thoughts along the way, but he was an old man who was invulnerable to all kinds of poisons and had rich experience in the world.
Ding Daoyang had no way to do anything about this old Taoist. Instead, he was manipulated by this old Taoist at every turn. If he was not careful, he would be punished with a Tai Chi punch of his own.
Ding Daoyang feels miserable!
The iron door of the dungeon opened, and Old Zhang and Xiao Zhang walked in. Ding Daoyang raised his head and looked at the master and apprentice.
"This is my eighth disciple, haven't you always wanted to meet him?" Lao Zhang said to him.
"Zhang! Yan! Ge!" Ding Daoyang shouted through gritted teeth.
"Where did he hate me so much?" Zhang Yange couldn't help but turned around and asked.
Lao Zhang smiled and did not answer.
Now, if you ask what Ding Daoyang regrets most, it should be to cause trouble for the master and apprentice. Do you think that if he went to Shaolin first and then to the Beggar Clan, would he already be the overlord in the world?
How could he be slapped to death by Lao Zhang!
He was really afraid of Lao Zhang, so he put all his hatred on Zhang Yange.
"Zhang Yange, come and fight me openly! If you defeat me, then I will teach you a unique skill." Ding Daoyang roared.
"Master, is this guy strong?"
"Very strong." Lao Zhang said.
He could be proud that he survived the old Taoist priest's nine-powerful punch.
"To be honest, disciple, I'm quite strong now." After Zhang Yange arrived, he didn't tell Lao Zhang the benefits he got from the ancient tomb.
"Hahaha..." Lao Zhang looked up and down. "My disciple has such a strong backbone."
The backbone that Lao Zhang talks about refers to Zhang Yange's bones that are beyond ordinary people after practicing the Yijin Bone Forging Pian.
Ding Daoyang stared at Zhang Yange fiercely, "Should we fight or not?"
Zhang Yange took out the key and opened his chain.
In the past, this key was kept by Lao Zhang, but now it belongs to Xiao Zhang.
"Xiaoba, be careful. His Beiming Magic can absorb other people's internal energy." Lao Zhang opened his mouth to remind him.
It can be heard that Lao Zhang is somewhat disgusted with this exercise.
"I understand, Master." Zhang Yange said.
"Old Taoist, don't worry, I won't kill him, but I will beat him so much that he won't dare to see me alone again." Ding Daoyang's words were quite harsh, but no matter how he sounded, he sounded like he was telling Lao Zhang, don't worry about me.
If I don't kill your disciple, don't hit me...
Lao Zhang stood aside with a smile, sitting cross-legged as if asleep.
Ding Daoyang's move was the Tianshan Six Yang Palm.
Yangge Tianjun!
I saw his left palm blasting out directly. Although this move looked simple, when anger filled the chest, it could bring out the powerful blow of Tianshan Liuyang Palm.
At this moment, he brought his centuries-old internal strength to its fullest.
Zhang Yange naturally didn't dare to be careless, so he folded his hands roundly.
Tai Chi emphasizes intention, not moves!
At this time, Zhang Yange's hand was blocked by Naige, but Ding Daoyang's backhand slapped him again, and Zhang Yange exchanged a move with Ding Daoyang.
The two of them actually took three steps back!
Old Zhang, who had his eyes closed at first, opened them. He was actually escorting Zhang Yange here. He was worried that Xiao Zhang would suffer at the hands of this guy.
But I didn't expect that the first move between the two of them was evenly matched!
Zhang Yange shook his hand. The shock just now made his hand hurt.
But Ding Daoyang doesn't feel good either. That guy's internal energy is like the tide in the sea, with each wave getting higher and higher!
If it weren't for Beiming's powerful Qi, he would be vomiting blood right now.
"I didn't expect that you really have two kids." Ding Daoyang said coldly.
"A moment? Then you can take a look again." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
The two of them took action next, and Ding Daoyang was extremely fast.
Zhang Yange plays slow and fast, leisurely and contentedly!