Chapter 317 Another few decades of internal strength
Xiao Yuanshan said: "You mean, San Gong?"
Murong Fu nodded: "You can understand it this way."
Xiao Yuanshan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't be kidding. How can the skills of decades be dissipated? As you said, since Xiao only has half a year left to live, I'm afraid that my skill will be exhausted before it is used up.
Now, what’s the point of dispersing or not?”
Scattered energy sounds easy, but in fact it is extremely dangerous to do, and there is a high probability that you will end up with all your meridians disabled.
It can be seen from this that Tong Lao’s special skill of Bahuang Liuhe Self-respecting Kung Fu is such a buggy Kung Fu. Although the name sounds second to none, but the Wushu Scatter Kung Fu alone can kill all the traditional martial arts in an instant.
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Murong Fu shook his head: "I didn't say let you do your work on your own. I'll help you!"
Xiao Yuanshan asked doubtfully: "You help me?"
"That's right, can I help you?"
Xiao Yuanshan thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly turned sharp: "You mean, the power transformation method?"
Murong Fu was startled: "How did you come up with the idea of transforming energy into energy?"
Xiao Yuanshan smiled lightly, with a smug look on his face, and seemed to appreciate the astonished expression on Murong Fu's face: "Although Old Monster Ding's power-transforming method is notorious, I think there is probably no other method in the world that can quickly transform a person's power.
Dispersed, right? Besides, it seems that you and Ding Chunqiu are still brothers, right?"
"You are quite well informed. You are half right, but not entirely."
It's not surprising that Xiao Yuanshan knew about the Deaf and Mute Valley, after all, the commotion that was caused was indeed quite big.
Xiao Yuanshan said: "Oh? Where do you start talking about this?"
Of course Murong Fu would not ask for trouble to explain to Xiao Yuanshan the difference between the Beiming Divine Art and the Hua Gong Dafa. He simply explained the grievances of the Xiaoyao Sect.
Xiao Yuanshan was extremely horrified in his heart, but remained calm on the surface: a traitor who had not learned the essence of his own martial arts could actually stir up such a huge momentum in the world. This sect was a bit too strong.
Xiao Yuanshan said: "Having said so much, why do you want to help me like this? Is it really just to deal with Shaolin? With your martial arts, you can directly challenge Shaolin and beat those old monks to the ground. Shaolin will be shocked."
I’m afraid it would be easier to disgrace Pai, right?”
Murong Fu's palm brought back Xiao Yuanshan's long-lost IQ. Xiao Yuanshan just thought about it for a moment and quickly figured out the problem.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Because you have a good son."
Xiao Yuanshan was silent.
"Okay, I understand, just do it!"
Xiao Yuanshan said calmly.
"Do you really understand? Without internal strength, although your martial arts will not be lost, there is no hope of killing the enemy with your hands. Are you sure?"
Xiao Yuanshan said: "I believe that Feng'er will be able to find out the truth and avenge his parents. I owe my son so much in this life, and I have been blinded by hatred in the past few decades. My son is so close, but
I don’t know it. The source of all this is martial arts. I want to keep this broken body, live a little longer, and see my children more."
Murong Fu was shocked by the sudden sensation.
"Okay, stop inking, let's do it!"
"Okay, as you wish!"
After Murong Fu finished speaking, he clasped Xiao Yuanshan's wrist with both hands.
Xiao Yuanshan trembled subconsciously, then relaxed his body and mind without resisting.
There is no fancy process. The Beiming Magic Technique and the hand-taiyin lung meridian are absorbed very quickly. Even Xiao Yuanshan's internal energy, which he has cultivated for decades, was completely absorbed by Murong Fu in just one meal. And Xiao Yuanshan
He has no idea where his internal energy is going, he only knows that the other party has used the power-transforming method to dissolve his internal energy.
When all the internal energy was eliminated, Xiao Yuanshan felt that his whole body was extremely relaxed and comfortable, and he realized that what the other party said was true.
Murong Fu said: "Don't practice Shaolin martial arts anymore. It's not very powerful and has a lot of side effects. Learn some Taoist Qi-nurturing Kungfu from me. It won't be a big problem to live for ten or twenty more years."
Xiao Yuanshan laughed: "I went to Sakyamuni and came to Taishang Laojun again, so I don't have to."
When Murong Fu heard what Xiao Yuanshan said, he no longer pressed him.
"What are you going to do next?"
Xiao Yuanshan said: "Go back to Daliao and find a place with rich water and grass to graze and hunt. One day my Feng'er wants to return to Daliao, alas... that's all, let's talk about it one day!"
Murong Fu did not have the Holy Mother to invite his enemies to Yanziwu, and said: "Okay, I will definitely come to Daliao to visit one day!"
Xiao Yuanshan smiled lightly and said: "No need, I should be able to live a few more years if you don't come."
Murong Fu rolled his eyelids and said nothing.
Then Xiao Yuanshan took his mount, got on the horse, pinched the horse's belly with his calves, shouted "drive", and then galloped away.
Watching Xiao Yuanshan leave, Murong Fu stretched himself: Finally, this troublemaker was sent away.
There is no need to worry about Xiao Yuanshan being in danger if he loses his internal strength. Even if the top masters don't use internal strength, they can beat the first and second-rate masters to the ground with their combat awareness and moves. What's more, Xiao Yuanshan's path is from external strength to internal strength.
Yes, without the internal energy, the impact on him is really not that big. Without the mess of internal energy, the meridians in Xiao Yuanshan's body will naturally recover slowly as time goes by.
"Good guy, it turns out that hard work is not as fast as robbery. Now your internal energy is 30% greater than before, right?"
Feeling the majestic flowing inner force in his body, Murong Fu said to himself, and began to estimate how much this could improve himself if it were all refined into Beiming Zhenqi.
"I wonder if after all the refining, I can catch up with Child Elder in terms of internal strength?"
Murong Fu thought in his mind.
I'm afraid it's a bit difficult...
Finally, this trip was not in vain, Murong Fu decided to find a place to retreat for a few days before returning to Yanziwu.
"Hey kid, I'm afraid your deceptive skills were taught to you by that little thief Wu Yazi, right?"
An old voice sounded from behind, and then the figure of Child Elder appeared in Murong Fu's sight.
"Uncle? Why are you here?"
Murong Fu was also shocked when he saw Tong Lao suddenly appear: he didn't notice her at all.
"Haha, just saying hello to my uncle, will my uncle not care about it?"
Before Child Elder could speak, a voice sounded out that was so charming and soft that it made people's bones go numb.
Murong Fu was stunned: "Uncle Li? Why are you all here?"
Child Elder snorted coldly: "You have to ask the little girl from Hu Meizi's family about this. Hum, she sneaked out before her injury healed, and she didn't know which wild man she was going to see!"
Li Qiu Shui smiled sweetly and said: "Hey, senior sister is angry. Yes, women are not admitted to college. This little girl is old, and it is normal to have her own little thoughts. Unlike senior sister, she will spend her whole life, hahaha...
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Before Tong Lao ran away, Murong Fu quickly interrupted the other party and asked Tong Lao: "Grandma, what is going on?"
But the child elder couldn't bear to hear what he said, so she was ready to take action: "Little Fox Meizi, my skin is itchy!"
After practicing Kung Fu for more than two months, Tong Lao's Kung Fu has now roughly returned to the level of her sixties, and she is not too afraid of Li Qiu Shui at this time. She also became more excited when speaking.
"Grandma, please slow down and wait for me!"
In the distance, a pale pink figure got closer and closer, and Pingping stopped in front of the three of them.