[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

Mo Shenggu was stunned when he heard the words, and before he could react, Song Qingshu replied excitedly on his behalf: "Yes! Of course I am willing!"

"Qingshu!" Mo Shenggu glared at Song Qingshu displeasedly. Seeing him sitting back obediently, he withdrew his gaze in satisfaction, got up and saluted Shi Huolong, and said sincerely, "The elders dare not resign, but the younger He is a disciple of Wudang, if he learns the kung fu of the Beggar Clan, it will be disrespectful to his master. Besides, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is the supreme skill of the Beggar Clan, so it should be passed on to the disciples of the Beggar Clan."

Shi Huolong looked at the two of them helplessly, the one who didn't want to learn was full of enthusiasm, but the one who should learn was pushing back.Thinking that his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan were originally unparalleled in the world, but today they have fallen to the point where people are required to learn from them.But after thinking about it, only Mo Shenggu's character, who doesn't follow the crowd but ignores profit and forgets righteousness, is worthy of learning Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.Shi Huolong was open-minded by nature, he was unhappy for a while, and he just said with emotion: "Your nephew Feiyang escapes from the weirdness, but you, as an uncle, are sincere, honest and follow the rules, it's rare that you can hold him down. Without waiting for Mo Shenggu to answer, he changed his subject again, "Now the enemy is at hand, among the three of us, only Mo Qixia has the strength to fight. Let me ask you, with your martial arts, you can fight well." Kun?"

Shi Huolong's question was so straightforward, Mo Shenggu was stunned for a moment, and said frankly: "Yuanzhen's martial arts are far superior to the younger generation."

Seeing Mo Shenggu's frankness, Shi Huolong admitted that he was not as good as Cheng Kun, and even praised him a little bit, he said: "The boxing technique you used just now is very exquisite, but your Wudang school has created a new martial art?"

When Mo Shenggu heard him mention Taijiquan, he hurriedly responded: "Exactly! This set of boxing is called 'Taijiquan', it was created by my teacher, the profound meaning of the boxing method uses the virtual to control the real, and leverages the strength to strike."

Shi Huolong is also one of the few masters in the world, his eyes lit up when he heard Mo Shenggu's words, and he felt that many barriers in boxing practice in the past were awakened by Mo Shenggu's words.He pondered for a long time before saying: "With your master's martial arts, I don't need the old man to teach you boxing skills. It's just that Cheng Kun's internal skills are superior to yours. If you use Taijiquan to deal with it, you can defend against the enemy but you are not sure of victory, right? "

Mo Shenggu nodded silently, with a slight embarrassment on his face.

Seeing Mo Shenggu's ashamed expression, Shi Huolong couldn't help laughing, and said: "Why is Mo Qixia like this? You know that you can't beat Cheng Kun not because Tai Chi is not as good as Cheng Kun's martial arts, but because of yourself."

Mo Shenggu blushed even more when he heard the words, and only whispered: "The junior will definitely study harder and practice harder in the future, so as to live up to the prestige of Wudang."

However, these words had a different effect in Song Qingshu's ears. Shi Huolong saw Song Qingshu's eyes flicker slightly, as if he had gained something, he couldn't help but sighed again, and said: "If your nephew has what you say Skill power, will be able to surpass Cheng Kun."

Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Senior, you've praised me absurdly!"

But Mo Shenggu said: "Qingshu's understanding is indeed higher than mine, and his achievements in the future will definitely far surpass my uncle!" When he said these words, his expression was calm and generous, not only was he not at all unwilling, but he was full of comfort .

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he only said softly: "Seventh Uncle..." Mo Shenggu only looked at him with a smile.

But Shi Huolong said slowly at this time: "Mo Qixia, your understanding may not be inferior to others, but your heart... Wudang martial arts are profound and ever-changing, but your heart is sincere and difficult to control. Therefore, you have studied hard for many years, but Difficult to improve. It is clear that more hard work is spent on swordsmanship, but it is not as good as boxing, isn't it?"

Shi Huolong pointed out the pain of Mo Shenggu's many years of martial arts training, and Mo Shenggu was stunned.

"Stupid people should learn stupid tricks. If you compete with others with your heart, wouldn't you lose for sure?" Shi Huolong finally laughed, "Tai Chi is suitable for you as a nephew but not for you. You should be honest with me Learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" Seeing that Mo Shenggu was still hesitant, he yelled again, "Man, husband, make a quick decision! What can you do if you hesitate like this?"

Shi Huolong's words undoubtedly cleared away layers of fog on the road of martial arts for Mo Shenggu, his heart suddenly became clear, and he could only sincerely say: "Thank you for your kind words, senior!"

Since Mo Shenggu agreed to learn boxing, it was not too late, the two immediately came to the open space behind the wooden house and began to teach martial arts.The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon took a purely masculine and fierce approach, the moves were simple but powerful, and it really suited Mo Shenggu's appetite.Shi Huolong taught each other with all his pockets, and he taught Mo Shenggu twelve palms in a short time.Shi Huolong was seriously injured. Seeing that Mo Shenggu had mastered the profound art of boxing, he practiced repeatedly in the bamboo forest by himself, and returned to the wooden house without his further instruction.

Song Qingshu had been standing in front of the window watching the two of them, when he saw Shi Huolong coming in, he asked, "Master Shi, why are there only twelve palms in the eighteen dragon-subduing palms?"

Shi Huolong couldn't help sighing when he heard the words, and said: "The remaining six palms have long been lost." It turned out that at the end of the Song Dynasty, Lu Youjiao, the previous leader of the Beggar Clan, died in an accident. He has never learned all eighteen dragon-subduing palms, and the previous leaders of the Beggar Clan have only learned fourteen palms at most.Shi Huolong has learned a total of twelve palms, and now he has taught all of them to Mo Shenggu.Seeing that Mo Shenggu broke a towering bamboo with a casual push, he couldn't help nodding slightly. "Based on your Seventh Uncle's hard work, it only takes three days to deal with Cheng Kun and there should be a chance of winning, but I don't know how much patience Cheng Kun can have."

"Three days..." Song Qingshu lowered his head and gritted his teeth slightly, "No matter what, it will take three days!"

Shi Huolong heard that Song Qingshu's voice was different, so he turned to look at him.It was only then that he noticed that Song Qing's writing was ashen without a trace of blood, and the cold sweat on his forehead slowly condensed into ice. I saw that he was clasping the wooden frame of the window sill tightly with one hand, and crushed the wooden frame to pieces.Shi Huolong hastily pulled his wrist and stretched out his fingers, suddenly felt that there were three yin and cold zhenqi in his body swimming around, constantly colliding with various big acupoints in his body. "Cheng Kun!" Shi Huolong had fought against Cheng Kun before and knew his martial arts well, so he couldn't help shouting, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Song Qingshu's sea of ​​qi was like a knife churning, and he had long been unable to contain the cold and cold qi running around in his body. He shook his head slightly and said softly: "Don't implicate Uncle Seven!"Shi Huolong didn't know that Song Qingshu's enthusiasm just now was not because of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but because the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms could give Mo Shenggu a chance.

As soon as this remark came out, Shi Huolong was also silent for a while, before saying: "How long can we last?"

Song Qingshu sat cross-legged and sank into his dantian, enduring the severe pain and running his inner breath, trying to control the three real qi that Yuan Zhen had penetrated into his body with internal force. After a long time, he said with difficulty: "It can be tolerated in three days." I have also suffered it in my life, and now I am familiar with the old dream again.It's just that the longer the delay, the more serious his internal injuries will be, and the slower he will recover in the future.

Shi Huolong is also one of the best masters in the rivers and lakes, how could he not know how dangerous Song Qingshu's current situation is, and if he is not careful, he will go crazy.Hearing Song Qingshu's words, he couldn't help but suddenly change color. The determination and ruthlessness in this understatement shocked him.Shi Huolong knew that he was seriously injured and died, so he never took any chances, but he never thought that Song Qingshu would sacrifice himself in order to protect Mo Shenggu.He pondered for a long time before saying: "Song Shaoxia, your seventh uncle may not appreciate your plan like this, and I'm afraid he may not obey."

Song Qingshu smiled lightly, and said to himself: "Why do I need his gratitude?" I only want him to live!

Shi Huolong didn't know about Song Qingshu's nightmare in his previous life, he just regarded him as a filial piety, he couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder and said softly: "Three days ago, my wife and young daughter went to the tomb of the living dead in Zhongnan Mountain with dog-beating sticks, looking for an old friend to come to help. May they make it back in time!"

At twilight, Mo Shenggu wiped off his sweat, turned around and returned to the wooden house.Song Qingshu had already prepared the food in the kitchen, and when Mo Shenggu came back, he handed over the chopsticks.Mo Shenggu was already hungry after practicing all night, so he immediately sat down to eat.It was Shi Huolong who had tried Song Qingshu's cooking skills, holding his job bowl and said with emotion: "Your nephew is really a wonderful person, even the cooking skills are top-notch!"

Mo Shenggu's eyebrows were beaming like rain, and he was even more proud when he heard Shi Huolong's praise, but he still frowned and sighed: "It's so naughty, his father's hair has turned gray from worrying!"

"At Daddy's current age, it's not uncommon to have a few white hairs!" The two were talking when Song Qingshu came out of the kitchen with a basket in hand.

Mo Shenggu gave him a helpless look, and said: "I think you should stop calling me 'Song Qingshu' and change your name to 'Chang Youli'! Whatever you say is right!" He glanced at the basket and asked again said, "What is this?"

"Food." Song Qingshu lifted the lid of the basket and gave Mo Shenggu a look, "I have to trouble Uncle Qi to deliver it to Zen Master Yuanzhen."

Mo Shenggu didn't know why, so Shi Huolong clapped his hands and laughed. "Song Shaoxia, this old man really likes you!" When the basket of food was sent out, Cheng Kun must have had a stick in his throat, and he could delay it for a while.

Although Mo Shenggu said that he was rough, he was not stupid, and he also faintly understood at this time, and immediately smiled, picked up the basket and threw it out of the window with enough internal strength.

Yuan Zhen stood outside and watched Song Qingshu's formation all night, but he had no clue.When deploying troops, he cannot get rid of the changes of Taiji, Liangyi, five elements and eight trigrams. Yuanzhen is conceited and talented, and Yu Qimen Dunjia also has a lot of research. The gate of death changes all the time, making it unpredictable.He wanted to give up, but saw a few flaws, which made him itchy.Just as he was hesitating, a basket suddenly flew out of the wooden house and landed at his feet.Yuan Zhen hesitated for a moment, and then carefully lifted the lid of the basket. There were several bowls of steaming food inside, but there was a note on the side of the porcelain bowl.Yuanzhen took out a note and unfolded it, on which were written "non-toxic".Yuan Zhen's stomach was already pounding like a drum after guarding outside for a whole night, but now he was saliva from the aroma of the dishes.It's just that he was suspicious by nature, so he didn't dare to eat the food, so he had to put the lid on the basket and put the basket aside.

After a while, Chen Youliang's voice suddenly came from behind Yuan Zhen. "Master, set this place on fire!"

Yuan Zhen looked back, and found that Chen Youliang, who was still trapped a few meters away from him last night, was standing behind him, and asked involuntarily, "How did you get here?"

Chen Youliang was sweating profusely, and said bitterly: "The disciple saw that these moso bamboos were strange, so he cut down all the moso bamboos along the way out of anger." He panted heavily and sat on the ground paralyzed.

Yuan Zhen couldn't help being silent when he heard the words, if he broke the formation like Chen Youliang, he would be ashamed.

Chen Youliang saw a basket by his feet, and hurriedly picked it up and lifted the lid, and the aroma of the food rushed to his face.Chen Youliang was already tired and hungry after chopping the bamboo all night, so he didn't bother to ask where the food came from, so he reached out and took out several porcelain bowls.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhen hurriedly stopped him. "Don't eat! Be careful! It's poisonous!"

Looking at the food, Chen Youliang swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, but in the end, suspicion prevailed, and he reluctantly put the lid on the basket.He was so hungry that he couldn't help persuading him again: "Master, we have no water or food now, if this drags on, they will be free to wait for work."

Yuan Zhenxin was moved, and ordered: "You go down the mountain to sell some food and come up."

"If they escaped as soon as the apprentice left, one of them went south and the other went north, and they all said they were carrying dog-beating sticks, which one should Master chase after?" Chen Youliang disagreed.His temperament is far more vicious than Yuan Zhen's, and he will do anything to achieve his goals, so he really doesn't understand why Yuan Zhen insists on breaking this formation.

Yuan Zhen was stunned again when he heard the words, and felt a little hard to choose for a while.

Chen Youliang saw that Yuanzhen was shaken, and immediately added a sentence: "Song Qingshu received three palms from Master, without Master's help, these three yin and cold true qi are enough to make his life worse than death. I'm afraid Mo Shenggu doesn't know about this! "

Yuan Zhen nodded slightly, immediately raised his inner breath and let out a clear whistle, and said in a loud voice: "Song Qingshu, how was your day last night?" A thread of ice penetrated into the wooden house like a thread. "Tonight has started since Xu time!"

At this time, Mo Shenggu was being urged by Shi Huolong to practice kung fu, and when Yuan Zhen said this, Mo Shenggu felt his scalp turn cold, and even Shi Huolong was short of breath.Only Song Qing's face was blue and white, dripping with cold sweat, and the inner breath that had just been restrained was immediately shaken, and three cold and cold true qi were about to move in the sea of ​​qi.

Seeing this, Mo Shenggu felt suspicious, and couldn't help asking: "Qing Shu, what does he mean by that?"

Song Qingshu secretly adjusted his internal breath, forced a smile at Mo Shenggu, and before he could speak, he heard Yuan Zhen sternly shouting again: "Song Qingshu!" Break through the restraint of Song Qingshu's internal force, and go straight to Tanzhong acupoint.Song Qingshu bowed his body, only feeling a mouthful of hot blood rushing up, he hastily stretched out his hand to cover it.It's just that at this time, I can still cover it, half of my palm is blood red.

"Qingshu!" Mo Shenggu hastily stepped forward to support him, grabbed his wrist and probed his inner breath, then pressed his palm against his back, intending to inject inner strength into his body to help him resolve the three chaos. Infuriating.

"No way!" Song Qingshu didn't want Mo Shenggu to waste his internal energy at this time, he struggled to push him away and said, "Seventh Uncle, what matters now is not me, it's about learning the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms well and knocking Yuan Zhen back!"

Mo Shenggu was so anxious that his eyes were red, and regardless of Shi Huolong's presence, he yelled: "Qingshu, your Qi Sea has been damaged, if you drag it on, how much of your martial arts will you have left?"

"It can be delayed for two or three days." Song Qingshu remained unmoved.

Mo Shenggu stared at him blankly for a long time, then said in a deep voice: "I learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to repel Yuan Zhen, but I saved myself but missed you?" He shook his head slowly, "Qing Shu, you are my Wudang The head of the three generations, the future leader!" After saying that, he smashed through the roof, his body folded in mid-air, and rushed towards Yuanzhen like a big roc.

At this moment, everything is quiet, only Mo Shenggu shouted majestically between heaven and earth: "Yuanzhen, take your life!"

The author has something to say:

Qing Shu: Uncle Qi, I only want you to live!

Seventh Uncle: Qing Shu, Seventh Uncle only wants you to live!You have to live well!

Shi Huolong: Actually, I am a potato! TT