"What kind of kung fu is that illusion?" Hong Qigong asked, he really wanted to know.
"It's just a small skill, just to show you the highest level of weapons." "You can barely fight me with a sword. If you use fists and kicks, I can defeat this brat in a few hits, so he still has to work hard to improve his skills with weapons.
"Du Lan just wants to trick Guo Jing into using weapons.
Guo Jing didn't say a word, but secretly he was thinking about using two weapons at the same time?
"There is no one like you." The old beggar has really convinced Dulan. What on earth is he going to do? Is it because he is invincible that he wants to cultivate an enemy? This kind of person is really speechless: "You said he
He is your enemy, but he is trying every possible means to teach him how to hurt you. Are you really not afraid that he will kill you after he learns how to do it?"
"Of course not. I also hope that he will let go of his hatred, but if this hatred can make him stronger, I don't mind stimulating him. This young man's mind and adventure determine that he will be involved in the tide of history. It is destined that he will
He has a magnificent life, and his current practice is to prepare for the future. I am just a passerby in his life, a pebble that stirs up ripples in his life."
I didn't expect that Du Lan would have such a high opinion of the silly boy Guo Jing. Although Hong Qigong also thought that Guo Jing had a future, he would never dare to say that Guo Jing could influence history. Listening to Du Lan's words, it seemed that he regarded Guo Jing as the son of destiny.
"I didn't expect that you could tell fortunes."
"Occasionally, it counts." Dulan said, "You will understand later."
Hong Qigong still gave Guo Jing good guidance. After listening to Du Lan's words, he decided to teach Guo Jing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms so that he would not always be led by Du Lan.
It's a pity that Guo Jing's internal strength is mediocre now and he can't exert the power of the Eighteen Palms at all. Moreover, his brain is slow and it is very difficult to learn.
Next door to them, Huang Rong was also practicing. She was even worse than Guo Jing. It was like a devil's training, but she was very smart. She could basically pass everything Dulan taught her, but she just didn't have the patience to persist.
Huang Rong and Guo Jing are the best contrast between genius and diligence. Huang Rong is smart but lacks perseverance, while Guo Jing is slow-minded but hard work can make up for his weakness.
Du Lan often used Guo Jing to motivate Huang Rong: "You are not even as good as Guo Jing, you must maintain the same amount of training as Guo Jing." As a result, Huang Rong's training was on par with Guo Jing's, and her martial arts improved by leaps and bounds. During the ten years on Taohua Island,
It's not as fast as it has improved in the past ten days.
But Huang Rong felt more and more that this was not cooking, but martial arts training. Are all chefs today so good?
The two young men practiced together, and Huang Rong gradually came to know that Guo Jing was not actually capable of lying. He really had seven masters, and this man was silly and kind to others.
Guo Jing was not lying, so Dulan could really fly, so Huang Rong suddenly asked Dulan today: "Master, can you really fly?"
Du Lan glanced at Huang Rong and replied calmly: "Yes."
Huang Rong immediately became energetic and said, "Master, please teach me." She stared at Dulan with shining eyes, as if she wanted to see Dulan take off.
Dulan smiled enigmatically, and his feet had already left the ground, suspended in the air more than half a meter high.
"Ah!" Huang Rong screamed, "Master, I want to learn this Kung Fu." Seeing Du Lan flying in mid-air with his belt fluttering like a fairy, Huang Rong thought that even her own father was not as good as Du Lan.
Hong Qigong and Guo Jing were attracted, and their eyes widened when they saw Dulan floating in the air like a ghost. Hong Qigong especially seemed to have seen a ghost.
This kind of light skill is unheard of. It can actually make people levitate in mid-air? Even the most powerful light skill, the kind that can float on water, is not that powerful, and you have to borrow strength from the water surface.
"This is just ordinary kung fu. If you want to learn it, I'll teach you."
At this moment, Huang Rong only felt that she was so happy that she had met a magical master. She had now forgotten about her escape and had forgotten about her parents: "Please teach me, master."
Du Lan explained the key points of kung fu in front of the three of them. Hong Qigong was so mesmerized that he felt like he had opened a door to a new world. It turned out that his inner strength could be used in such a profound way. It was amazing, it was so amazing.
Hong Qigong secretly followed Dulan's words about luck. He felt light all over and had already left the ground. Although his movements were very inelegant, he was the fastest to learn this light flying skill. However, he had to master it well before he could be like Dulan.
It takes more time to get used to it.
The first time he flew, Hong Qigong also danced and couldn't grasp the movements.
"Du Lan, who are you? This kind of martial arts is unheard of. Could it be that you created it yourself?" Hong Qigong became more and more suspicious of Du Lan's identity.
"Secrets make men more attractive. Just take your guess. I won't tell you anyway."
Continuing to study, Huang Rong finally learned how to fly. Although Guo Jing didn't want to learn, Hong Qigong told him that only by learning the enemy's strengths can he defeat the enemy. If he just refused, he would not understand the enemy.
Guo Jing, who respected Hong Qigong, also started to study. In the following days, Guo Jing suddenly felt like he had an enlightenment, and his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. He didn't know that it was Dulan who refreshed him during his training, so that he couldn't stop at all.
Come down.
Hong Qigong is about to say goodbye. This time he stayed for two months, which is enough. Dulan is also leaving. He has told Huang Rong everything a cook needs to pay attention to, and also gave her a recipe book.
From now on, as long as she works hard at cooking, she will be able to protect the important people one day.
The two juniors were left looking at each other, not knowing what to do.
"Brother Huang, what should we do next?" Guo Jing was the only one who thought Huang Rong was a man.
Huang Rong laughed at him for being stupid. After spending so long together day and night, he still didn't realize that she was a woman. She really didn't know how there could be such a stupid person: "Wait a minute." She wanted to change back to her true self.
When he saw the female version of Huang Rong, who was rouged, powdered, eyebrows painted, and twirled with her clothes, Guo Jing felt despair in his heart.
I didn’t expect you to be such a yellow brother, dressing up as a woman?! I regard you as a brother, and you actually want to seduce me?
You don't even call me a lady, you're so unfaithful!
Of course, this was just Du Lan dubbing Guo Jing who was observing in secret. The real Guo Jing didn't say a word, he just watched with his eyes wide open.
"Brother Jing..." After regaining her daughter's body, Huang Rong instantly became more charming. After two months together, Huang Rong still had a good impression of Guo Jing.
Saying "brother Jing", Guo Jing seemed to have seen a bright future for the two of them.
However, marriage is the tomb of love, and Guo Jing still lacks experience in educating children, so the first number "Guo Fu" did not practice well, but the second and third numbers, Guo Xiang and Guo Polu did well.
One is a man who can distinguish right from wrong and has great ambitions, and the other is a little woman from Xiaojiabiyu who can work in the hall and in the kitchen. These two people are quite a match.
Huang Rong saw Guo Jing dumbfounded and couldn't help but bow her head in shame.
"Brother Huang." Guo Jing was still surprised: "You look so good in women's clothing."
"I am a girl originally. My best friend calls me Huang Rong, but you can call me Ronger." Huang Rong took a fancy to Guo Jing's stupidity.