Tang Chan did not expect that Yinqi would openly use Yuan Qi to make fun of him. He pursed his lips and smiled, cupped his fists and said, "Senior Yinqi intended to give in. I am grateful to my heart."
Yinqi put his left index finger in front of the mask: "I'm very fair, little girl, please don't talk nonsense. Ah, I think the competition should be more exciting. It's better to use exquisite sword moves to deal with other players than to deal with me."
"Isn't it? Yinqi is so easy to talk to?" Someone was very curious.
Yinqi continued the assessment and failed four players, but he was able to explain patiently, benefiting the players a lot and leaving with a smile.
"Don't look admiring, others will laugh at you for your inexperience." Yi Wuxin sarcastically said, "There are not many contestants in the mysterious group. Without saying a few words, it will be over in half an hour, and half will be left."
He will feel very uncomfortable for an hour."
Ruan Shengyi smiled and said: "Aren't there more than thirty people in the Menghua Group?"
Yi Wuxin shook her head, sighed slightly and said, "You really don't understand men at all. Those people are going for Sister Long. They want to see Sister Long, not Yinqi."
Ruan Shengyi didn't understand what was going on in Yi Wuxin's little head, so he reached out and patted the back of the little girl's head, and said with a smile: "Who will be next?"
Yi Wuxin said: "Of course it's a fortune teller. The best palm in the world is the last one. Can't you tell?"
Ruan Shengyi said: "Yes, yes, you know a lot, then do you know Mr. Jinghong?"
"I want to know too." Jing Tian'er, who was sitting next to her, came over and said, "That guy used a poisonous technique the day before yesterday, and his whole body turned black. It's ridiculous!"
Ruan Shengyi didn't expect Jing Tian'er to say this again. Thinking of the scene at that time, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile.
"You were also very funny when you were on stage this morning." Jing Tian'er thought Ruan Shengyi was laughing at her, so she immediately fought back.
"I agree!" Yi Wuxin jumped up and raised his hands in agreement.
Ruan Shengyi was secretly amused when he saw Jing Tian'er getting angry because of Yi Wuxin's echo. He changed the subject and asked Yi Wuxin if he knew the origin of Jinghong's sorrow.
"He lives in Lingnan!" Yi Wuxin answered quickly, trying to get away with it.
Chen Qing smiled and said: "It says on the wooden sign."
Jing Tian'er was so competitive that she turned around to ask Ling Fuyao, but to no avail. Then she went to ask Linghu Yunzhen, but still to no avail. When she came back, she went to ask Bo Tianyou again. When Wang Wuyi said something to her, she said angrily: "Ah
, you stinky Taoist priest, I didn’t ask you, why are you interrupting? What do you mean by walking around erratically? No one knows, so I went to ask him, I don’t believe he can jump out of a stone!"
Jinghong's sorrow comes from the Lingnan ghost divination sect.
The Ghost Divination Sect is an extremely mysterious branch among the mysterious sects in the world. Even the two major intelligence organizations, Dongjun Mansion and Murderous Ancient Building, cannot peek into its secrets. They only know that the Ghost Divination disciples adhere to the principle of "repaying kindness and not repaying hatred."
"The creed of " travels all over the world, and there are special ways to prove identity.
Those who are alive in the ghost divination sect are called brothers and sisters, and those who have passed away are called xx guiren. For example, Li Qinglian is called the left immortal guiren. The ghost divination disciples practice the five arts of mountains, medicine, fortune, divination, and fortune-telling.
No, how about Jingshu? When a man reaches the age of fifteen, he leaves the mountain and travels around the world to gain more knowledge. At the age of thirty, he returns home to marry a wife and have children. This is the case for generations.
The five arts are headed by Shanshu. Shanshu is the magic of immortality. Those who are disciples of ghost divination and master Shanshu leave their masters and are said to have become enlightened. They are not limited to human affairs.
He created the three palms of the "Five Heavenly Confucians" by himself. The first palm is the "Five Poison Pailing Stele Palm·Purple Sun Poison Frost". Forced by the situation, he used it on the first floor in the world.
Before Jinghong left the mountain at the age of fifteen, he was asked to name himself according to the sect's rules. When asked about the meaning of the name, he said: "Jinghong means that the beauty has a light body. I admire Senior Sister Xue Xue, so I called him Jinghong;
Those who are sad are worried that everyone in the world is suffering."
After sending away the sorrow and grief, the disciples of ghost divination praised him, saying: "Fifteen years from now, Ming Kong will become a great man."
One step, two steps, three steps...
"Hey!" Jinghong made a sad running jump and climbed up to the north square platform. He clapped his hands, walked a few steps, jumped with all his strength, jumped onto the Shenlu Platform, clasped his fists and bowed to Yinqi, "Senior Yinqi, nice to meet you."
Yinqi said: "You don't know how to do Qing Gong?"
Jinghong said sadly: "No, but I can run very fast."
Yinqi said: "What if there is a wall in front of us?"
Jinghong said sadly without hesitation: "If a person's life is at stake, just break the wall with one palm."
Yinqi said: "What if it is a city wall?"
Jinghong thought sadly for a while and responded: "Go through the city gate."
When Yinqi's laughter subsided a little, he said again: "Why don't you devote some energy to learning Qing Gong in case you need it?"
Jinghongchou smiled bitterly and said: "First, this junior travels around the world just to increase his knowledge; second, this junior does not have any grudges; third, this junior focuses on practicing palm skills and has considerable experience, which is enough to cope with crises."
"That guy just relies on his mouth." Jing Tian'er said.
Yi Wuxin said immediately: "He just told me that he wanted to take off Yinqi's mask!"
Jing Tian'er said with disdain: "Just him?"
Ling Fuyao listened carefully to her disciple's words on the side, getting angry and laughing at the same time. She once exchanged palms with Jinghong Sadou, and she was anxious and angry at the time, thinking of nothing. Later she calmed down and thought about it, and realized that Jinghong Sadou hadn't exhausted it yet.
With all his strength, he could stand up to the palm she slapped in anger. In terms of basic skills alone, he was definitely above his own disciples.
but……
"It's not easy to take off Yinqi's mask." Ling Fuyao thought secretly, and when he looked back on the stage, he saw that Yinqi and Jinghong Chouwu were still chatting, and heard what Jinghong Chouwu said, "For this reason,
My palm skills are very powerful." He secretly laughed and said, "This kid has some background, but he is so arrogant."
Yinqi said happily: "Oh, then I can't wait to learn about it."
Jinghong Chouchou took off a black iron can from his waist, poured half a cup of bitter tea and drank it, his whole body shaking and his face full of pain.
"vomit!"
"Oh sister Tian'er, what's wrong with you?" Yi Wuxin exclaimed.
Ling Fuyao shrugged almost at the same time and stood up from his seat.
Chen Qing from behind also said anxiously: "Sister Tao, what's wrong with you?"
Jing Tian'er bent down and vomited for a while, then stood up and said, "I feel uncomfortable seeing him shaking." She looked at Ruan Shengyi and said, "Why are you vomiting too?"
Ruan Shengyi did not say that she had drunk bitter tea, but responded: "I see you feel uncomfortable, so I feel uncomfortable too."
Jing Tianer was doubtful: "Do you feel sorry for me?"
Ling Fuyao rolled his eyes, sat back down, and looked at the sacred deer on the stage, looking at Jinghong in sad clothes. Suddenly, the "evil energy" burst out, and the whole person instantly turned purple-black. He was stunned for a moment, and then showed a smile.
He said to Jing Tian'er, "Have you seen it? It's like that ghost."
Jing Tianer opened her mouth slightly and let out a wow.
It's funny that Ruan Shengyi covers his mouth. Let's see how Jinghong Sadou takes off Yinqi's mask.
"Drink! Purple Sun Poison Frost!" Jinghong Melancholy shouted out the word "Poison Frost" deliberately, slapping his palms continuously, and slapped black palm prints with "poisonous gas" towards Yinqi.
Yinqi pushed with both palms, urging his Qi to resist. Because he was worried about being infected by the poisonous gas, he did not dare to withdraw one hand and press the mask like he did against Gu Ming before. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to deal with the disadvantage.
"I can't die again!" Yinqi saw that Jinghong was distressed and kept pushing with one palm after another. His mask would be blown off after another moment, so he immediately withdrew one hand!
"Wow!"
"This, this, this...retreat again!"
"Huh? Nothing?" Yinqi was wondering, but when he saw Jinghong winking sadly, he suddenly realized, "Wow, you are so poisonous!"
Jinghong grinned sadly: "I have the antidote."
"Ah!" people on the viewing floor exclaimed.
It can be seen that the word poison carries a heavy weight everywhere.