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Chapter 1526: Sword Madness and Sword Crazy

Huang Rong was unwilling to do so, but she had to obey. She made up her mind to run away when she found an opportunity. When the time came, she would return to Peach Blossom Island and never leave home again.

At this time, the girl was wearing a 20 kilogram weight, making it difficult for her to perform Qing Gong.

"Where are we going?" Huang Rong was confused when she saw Du Lan heading north.

"Of course it's training. You still have a long way to go to become a chef." Dulan said, "Hurry up and follow. It's not far."

After walking for dozens of miles, we arrived at a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. There was an old beggar who was making beggar's chicken. Naturally, he was the northern beggar. He didn't expect to meet Dulan here.

It has been more than ten years since Wang Chongyang stayed at home, but Dulan has not changed at all. "You don't come here specifically to beg me for sex, do you?" Hong Qigong really didn't want to see Dulan.

When Guo Jing and Huang Rong saw the imposing old man, they didn't think he was a beggar, but thought he was a big shot. Huang Rong felt a father-like aura from the other person, and thought that this old man was not simple, and Du Lan was even more not simple.

"Nine Yin Manual, how are you practicing?"

When the old beggar heard Du Lan mention this, his face couldn't help but look ugly, because the Nine Yin Manual did not improve his martial arts in any real way, but this martial arts still broadened his horizons and allowed him to perfect the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Both the dog-beating stick method and the dog-beating stick method are helpful.

"The old beggar didn't have that kind of luck and couldn't succeed," Hong Qigong said.

The Nine Yin Manual? Huang Rong's eyes widened. She knew that her father's hair had turned white because he was studying this secret book, and he was always sighing. She didn't expect that the other party also knew this magical skill.

"You are being humble. If you really practice, at least your internal strength will be greatly increased."

"Stop saying these polite words, what's the matter with you here?" Hong Qigong didn't believe that Dulan would appear here for no reason. He knew that only Dulan came to them, and they couldn't find Dulan at all.

"I want to use your place to train a cook. Speaking of which, she is also a member of your beggar gang."

The old monk looked at the two little kids behind Dulan and asked with confusion on his face: "Are they your disciples?"

"One is, but the other is my enemy. He wants to kill me, so I took him with me."

I have never heard of this saying. He is surrounded by an enemy who wants to kill him at any time. Sure enough, Duran is not a normal person.

But Hong Qigong couldn't refuse, so he could only let the other party stay in his yard. In fact, Hong Qigong was stable for a few days in a year. He was always on the road, playing in the world, like an old god.

A character whose only hobby is eating.

It's delicious, I know how to eat it, I can eat it, I even sneaked into the palace just to eat it.

Du Lan was teaching Huang Rong how to be a good chef, while Hong Qigong asked Guo Jing's identity.

Hong Qigong did not believe that Du Lan would really kill Guo Jing's father, because if he really wanted to kill Guo Jing's mother, she would not be able to escape from the village. This matter was very strange.

However, Guo Jing is the protagonist after all, and Hong Qigong did not hesitate to teach him both ways: "Your seven masters are really bad at teaching disciples, how can they teach you like this?" "Each of the seven masters has taught him so much.

I'm teaching you a set of tricks, but you're only one person, how can you fully understand what seven people have learned?" He analyzed Guo Jing's problem at a glance, that is, what he learned was too complicated, and the master didn't know how to teach.

"Let me simplify it for you."

Guo Jing knew several weapons and several sets of fists and kicks, but he memorized them by rote and inevitably made mistakes. However, after much stumbling, he finally managed to perform all the martial arts.

Hong Qigong looked at it and shook his head repeatedly: "It's too messy."

"Actually, I think he should focus on the Yue Nv Sword. After learning the Yue Nv Sword, three thousand Yue Jia will be nothing more than a chicken and a dog." Du Lan suddenly appeared and said.

Hong Qigong said: "I have also heard about the legend of Yue Nv Sword. It is said that when Wu and Yue were fighting for hegemony, Gou Jian searched for swordsmen to train swordsmen. In the end, there was a Yue Nv who was good at using swords and trained eight hundred swordsmen. Finally, he became

The main force that destroyed Wu. The Yue Nv's sword technique was also passed down from that time, but from what I've seen, the origin of the Yue Nv's sword is probably exaggerated." Obviously he didn't believe the story of Yue Nv A Qing, that was just Sui Bai.

Yuan Xue Sword, the first female swordsman in ancient and modern times who has natural swordsmanship. A Qing, who uses the Yue Nv Sword, is incredibly strong. Of course, what makes her so powerful is that A Qing is not a swordsman, so after she passed her sword skills to eight hundred swordsmen,

After the swordsman passed on the Yue Nv Sword again, the Yue Nv Sword no longer had the glory of ancient times.

"That's because you practiced it wrong. What Yue Nv Sword needs is a call of the wild and a feeling of nature." Dulan said: "As long as you feel nature, you can naturally feel the mystery of this sword technique."

"However, with the general trend of martial arts today, there are few masters in using weapons. Besides, we are not brave enough to fight in the world. It is troublesome to hold weapons in hand. Weapons are more powerful on the battlefield." Hong Qigong is obviously a boxer.

"But he can't hurt me with his bare hands. It's better to find a magic weapon. Hold a sword in one hand and a knife in the other. If you have both swords together, you can have a chance to fight me." Dulan said this deliberately so that Guo Jing would listen.

He chooses weapons.

In the final analysis, is it you or him who gives the guidance to Hong Qigong’s heart? How about this silly kid gives it to you and you give the guidance?

"The sword-mad man is crazy about the world, and now he takes off his mantle from his shoulders. The east wind wakes up the hero's dream, and smiles at the green mountains and the sky." Dulan suddenly recited a poem, and seemed to have an hallucination in front of everyone. He was dressed in white clothes, and his hair was as white as snow.

The arrogant man turned his back to them. The sword in his left hand was named "Dao Kuang" and the sword in his right hand was named "Jian Chi". His momentum was as frosty and his temperament was overwhelming.

Phantom also recited a poem when they disagreed: "The road of life is tired, and the love and justice are at a loss. The sword has passed away, and only the shadow is scattered in the sky." These days, if you don't have any culture, you are too embarrassed to go out and act as a hero.

Being able to pose is just a basic skill, while reciting poetry is a high-end pretense technique. It can not only enhance the atmosphere, but also show one's profound cultural connotation and show that one is both civil and military. Moreover, reciting poetry can attract attention and maximize

Show your presence to the greatest extent, and let everyone look at you implicitly and unobtrusively.

Therefore, poetry numbers are simply a powerful tool for showing off. Heroes should painstakingly study a few lines when they are at home.

As soon as the image of the crazy swordsman Ye Xiaochai appeared, Hong Qigong felt ashamed. How could there be such a high-class master? Who is he?

I saw the phantom moving slowly, and the swords and swords chiming together. It turned out to be a set of exquisite martial arts. There was no flaw in each sword, as if it was made in heaven.

When the martial arts display was completed, the phantom disappeared, but the traces left on the ground silently stated that a master had indeed been here.

Guo Jing was dumbfounded. Although he was stubborn, he still thought this white-haired man was extremely handsome and wanted to learn from him.

All this was Dulan's fault. Hong Qigong stared at Dulan intently, as if he wanted to find out the other party's secret.

But Duran is still the same Duran, still so low-key and handsome, at least that's what Duran thinks.


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