Uncle Xiong glanced at Chen Jinyuan and raised three fingers, "There are three reasons!"
"Tell me, those three reasons?" Chen Jinyuan asked doubtfully.
Uncle Xiong smiled, raised his first finger, and said, "First of all, the transformation technique of this 'Yuan Gong' is not as powerful as you think, it is just a mere act. Since the real battle, I have been with you, who has blood."
There is a big gap between his real body!"
Chen Jinyuan nodded mechanically, but had no intention of giving up. Although this technique was not perfect, it was already tempting enough for him just because it could change all things in the world.
Seeing that Chen Jinyuan had no intention of giving up, Xiong Bo extended his second finger and said, "Second, Yuan Gong is my Buddhist practice. If you want to learn it, you can worship me as your teacher and become a monk."
, enter my Samana!"
"Nima!" Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but cursed in his heart when he heard this. What kind of condition is this? To become a monk, green lanterns and ancient Buddhas every day, drums and bells in the evening, what is the difference between that and being a eunuch?
Chen Jinyuan suddenly had a bitter look on his face, "Uncle Xiong, we are so destined, can't you be accommodating? With my temperament, even if I become a monk, I won't be a peaceful monk!"
Uncle Xiong laughed dumbly and said, "In this case, it proves that you and I are not destined to be together, and even if you agree to worship me as your teacher and escape into Samana, you still do not meet the third condition!"
"What?" Chen Jinyuan opened his mouth wide with confusion on his face.
Uncle Xiong glanced at Chen Jinyuan and said with a smile, "This third one is because I don't want to teach you!"
"Damn, why?" Chen Jinyuan suddenly felt resentful in his heart. This old bear was just making fun of himself. It was simply unreasonable.
Uncle Xiong sighed and said, "Boy, let me tell you a story!"
"Huh?" Chen Jinyuan was stunned. How could this old bear suddenly think of telling a story?
Uncle Xiong pointed to a bamboo stool next to Chen Jinyuan, motioned for Chen Jinyuan to sit down, and slowly told Chen Jinyuan a story.
"Once upon a time, there was a monkey who ran into a farmer's cornfield to break corns. When he came to a cornfield, he saw that there were many big and numerous corns, so he broke off one and carried it forward. As he walked, he came to a place.
Under a peach tree, the monkey saw that the peaches on the tree were big and red. He was very happy, so he threw away the corn and went to pick peaches. The monkey held a few peaches and walked to a melon field. He saw that the watermelons on the ground were big and red.
The monkey was round and happy, so he threw away the peach and went to pick watermelons. The monkey walked back holding a big watermelon. He saw a little rabbit jumping around, which was very cute, so he threw the watermelon away and chased the little rabbit very excitedly.
Rabbit. But the little rabbit ran into the woods and disappeared in a flash, so the monkey had to go home empty-handed."
"Then what?" Chen Jinyuan curled his lips, already expecting what Uncle Xiong wanted to say.
Uncle Xiong rolled his eyes at Chen Jinyuan and said, "What's more, young people, when your manpower is exhausted, you must not be greedy. Otherwise, you will easily be like the little monkey in the story. You will achieve nothing and end up with nothing!"
"Uncle Xiong, I have heard the story you told me when I was very young, but don't you think that monkey was having a great time?"
Chen Jinyuan glanced at Uncle Xiong with a resentful look. Uncle Xiong spoke with sincerity and sincerity. Chen Jinyuan could understand that Uncle Xiong was out of concern for himself, but he was still young, and with the help of the ancient martial arts space, he had the confidence to make corns and peaches.
, watermelon, and rabbit all moved home.
Uncle Xiong sighed helplessly, "Your Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon is the human emperor's treasure book. As long as you practice it well, you will definitely not be inferior to Yuan Gong. This Yuan Gong, I, Old Xiong, have been practicing for thousands of years, and I have spent my entire life not being able to fully penetrate it.
You have achieved what you have today at a young age. You are a rare piece of good material and beautiful jade. You must not waste it because of greed. It is better to practice your Huangdi Neijing. This technique can easily control your late-stage innate realm, which is infinitely stronger than the realm.
With twice the physical strength, its power is already evident!"
Chen Jinyuan was even more helpless when he heard this. Looking at Uncle Xiong's resolute expression, Chen Jinyuan knew that no matter how he tried to persuade him, he would not pass on Yuan Gong to him. If it was a robbery, he was not that bad, and he himself
He couldn't beat Uncle Xiong. In the battle just now, he had tried his best, but Uncle Xiong acted lightly, which showed that he had hidden his strength. It should be easy to defeat him.
Chen Jinyuan was infinitely disappointed that such a powerful skill had just missed him. However, he did not feel disappointed for long before he adjusted his mood. Uncle Xiong also said that the Huangdi Neijing he practiced was no worse than his Yuan Gong.
I have just reached the seventh level and can control the power of dozens of dragons. If I reach the top level, I can't even imagine what kind of state it will be like.
"Uncle Xiong, can you meet one of my conditions?" After a long silence, Chen Jinyuan said to Uncle Xiong who was busy making bamboo baskets and didn't pay any attention to him.
"Conditions, what conditions, hurry up and cook!" Uncle Xiong rolled his eyes at Chen Jinyuan, how could he be fooled by Chen Jinyuan.
Chen Jinyuan curled his lips and said, "Don't be so stingy. It's just a piece of cake for you. I promise I won't ask you to teach me the skills!"
"Hmm? Then tell me, if it's beyond my capabilities, I won't do it!" Uncle Xiong glanced at Chen Jinyuan in confusion, a little confused as to what this kid was doing.
When Chen Jinyuan saw Uncle Xiong agreeing, he smiled and said, "You just beat me all over the place, and you refused to teach me Yuan Gong. I'm really resentful in my heart. So, look, can you always
Turn it into a puddle of shit and let me step on it to vent my anger?"
"You brat, look for a beating!"
Before Chen Jinyuan finished speaking, he saw Uncle Xiong shouting loudly, and the bamboo strips knife in his hand flew toward him. Chen Jinyuan had already been prepared for this, and used Qinggong to sneak into the house.
"Haha, Uncle Xiong, I'm kidding you, I'm going to cook!" Chen Jinyuan's laughter came from the bamboo house, and he laughed so heartily.
"You brat!" Uncle Xiong stretched out his hand and summoned the bamboo strip knife. He looked in the direction of the bamboo house and couldn't help but laughed and cursed, "Old Xiong, I haven't mastered my kung fu yet. Even if I can become
Even a puddle of shit will be smeared on your face!"
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"Uncle Xiong, where is Chen Jinyuan?" After a while, Lin Yilian and others came to the bamboo house, and Tang Yuexin came with them. Seeing Uncle Xiong weaving bamboo baskets alone, Lin Yilian couldn't help but feel worried.
Uncle Xiong raised his head and glanced at a few people. He pursed his lips and said, "Don't worry, that kid is fine. He is cooking in the house. Go in and take a look. Don't let that kid put laxatives in my food!"