Huangfu Yingyang still couldn't hide his disappointment and shook his head repeatedly: "How's Mao Yatou's memory? Can you write down everything behind?"
Xing Zhiying became even more embarrassed, lowered her head and muttered: "I'll try my best, it should be about the same..."
Seeing this, Chang Wanli said casually: "Brother, just be content. You are already in your thirties, why bother getting angry with a little girl."
Huangfu Yingyang hesitated and quickly argued: "Brother, what do you mean? I was born in the year of Yiyou. I am twenty-nine years old. How can I be more than thirty?"
Chang Wanli laughed dryly and said: "Twenty-nine or thirty is not much different. Don't worry about these details."
Xing Zhiying also forgot that "Twenty-Nine" should be "Twenty-Nine" this year. Although it was funny, she suddenly felt strange. She lowered her head and felt flustered and short of breath.
Seeing Xing Zhiying's silence, Huangfu Yingyang thought that she was listening to one side of the story again. He gritted his teeth and was waiting for further clarification when he heard Chang Wanli exclaim: "No, there is a dark room here."
While speaking, I saw him strike with a heavy palm, and his powerful palm power suddenly burst out, and all of it fell on the thick ice wall.
Then there was a loud crash, and the ice wall was completely shattered, and a dark space appeared inside.
Huangfu Yingyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he praised continuously: "Brother Chang really has the potential to fight upside down, and he can actually see the mystery behind it. I am really willing to take advantage of him."
Chang Wanli laughed and entered first. How could Huangfu Yingyang be willing to lag behind? He followed up and said to Xing Zhiying: "Hurry up, little girl, there might be some rare treasures inside. Everyone will be happy if they can find the Boya Divine Sword."
Xing Zhiying couldn't even laugh or cry. She wanted to tell Huangfu that Yingyang Boya Divine Sword had returned to Wugou City, but she finally endured it.
The two of them entered the secret room together. The space inside was particularly cramped. There was an ice table in the middle, holding a stone box that was more than a foot square, and nothing else.
Huangfu Yingyang looked at it clearly and couldn't help being disappointed. He sighed and said: "It seems that the Boya Divine Sword is not here either. I might as well look for it again to see if there are any other secret rooms."
Chang Wanli was standing in front of the ice table, looking at the stone box carefully. Hearing this, he said disapprovingly: "Your Huangshan sect has always been known as 'using swords but not holding swords', so why are you greedy for other people's divine swords? Here is the Red Devil's." Do you want to see the handwriting?"
Huangfu Yingyang and Xing Zhiying looked at each other and stepped forward to take a closer look. They saw a few lines of small characters carved on the ice table:
"I was born in Kongtong and was destroyed in Kongtong. Now that I have stepped down from my position of honor, I have left behind thirteen volumes of essential martial arts, completely destroying Kongtong's 800-year-old unique knowledge."
"Those who are destined to do so must carry on my legacy and bring down the reputation of Kongtong in the world. However, this technique cannot be passed on to others. Anyone who violates it will be punished by God. They will be fooled by the Lu family name."
The two of them were stunned for a moment, while Chang Wanli pondered: "What does it mean to be successful in Kongtong and destroyed in Kongtong? How did the Kongtong sect offend the Red Devil? He was so willing to pay the price and even left a special secret. Come to harm future generations?"
Huangfu Yingyang waved his hand and said: "It's not too late to talk about this later, but since the Red Devil left these thirteen volumes of techniques, I should be doing my part, right?"
Chang Wanli remained calm and said lightly: "Brother, what do you say?"
Huangfu Yingyang said happily: "Does this need to be said? Your Kunlun sect and Kongtong sect have become increasingly difficult to deal with in recent years, and even the leaders have directly gone into battle. If I can master this method of cracking the Kongtong sect's martial arts With the skills I learned, I can beat Sima Yu to pieces with three moves and two moves. Wouldn’t that be very satisfying?”
Chang Wanli thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "It's a pity that I haven't even mastered the exquisite martial arts of my own sect, so how can I dare to covet the skills of other sects? I've also read books, have I forgotten the allusion of learning to walk in Handan? What?"
Huangfu Yingyang seemed to hesitate, and then said tentatively: "Brother, this is too modest. Even if you really don't want to learn, you can just take it back and offer it as a treasure. Or give it to Long Zhuangyuan, who is known as a martial arts wizard. In short, Just make the best use of everything.”
Chang Wanli observed his words and couldn't help but tease: "If I refuse to accept my resignation, I will do my best, or take it back as a treasure, or simply practice it myself. Isn't that right?"
Huangfu Yingyang's face heated up, and he said sarcastically: "Brother, you are scolding me, but Sima Yu is arrogant and domineering, and has always regarded his fellow martial artists as nothing. If I learn these thirteen volumes of techniques, I can help Kunlun If we send him a hard lesson, you, the leader of the Garden Alliance, will most likely have some fun, right?"
Chang Wanli nodded slightly and said, "Of course I understand my brother's temperament. As for these thirteen volumes of techniques, well..."
Seeing the hesitation in Chang Wanli, Huangfu Ying quickly said: "Of course, if I want it, I will never steal it from you, and I promise not to leak this matter."
After saying that, he turned to Xing Zhiying and said with a chuckle: "What's Mao Ya's attitude? Although she said she had a share in it, it was Brother Chang who discovered this secret room after all. If you really want it, you can have sex with Long Zhuangyuan from now on." It’s not too late.”
Xing Zhiying's face turned red as she was teased by Huangfu Yingyang. She rolled her eyes at him first, and then said to Chang Wanli, "Senior, I've invited you. I have a few words, do you know whether to say them or not?"
Chang Wanli coughed lightly and said, "It's okay, little girl, if you have any opinions, feel free to raise them. Let's discuss the details together."
Xing Zhiying pursed her lips slightly and summoned up the courage to say: "Then let me say it bluntly, the major sects in our martial arts world are passed down from generation to generation, especially the major sects such as the Gui Sect and the Kongtong Sect, each has its own unique characteristics. It has lasted for thousands of years, and it can truly be said to have gone through many hardships and dangers, and is commendable.”
"So... if you just rely on a moment of luck and enjoy the success, destroying the reputation that someone has accumulated over the years, I'm afraid it is definitely not the behavior of a gentleman."
The more Huangfu Yingyang listened, the more something was wrong. He frowned and said, "Mao Yatou, have you lost your mind? Have you forgotten who your sworn brother is chasing?"
Xing Zhiying choked up immediately. She didn't know whether to continue talking, then she heard Chang Wanli chuckle and said: "Little girl, don't worry, you can't say anything, and we can't listen to it."
Xing Zhiying glanced at Huangfu Yingyang secretly, and then continued: "In addition, Senior Lu also said that this technique cannot be taught to outsiders, and anyone who violates it will be punished by God. So even if it can be famous for a while, it will not last long, but it will be It will arouse the opponent's desire to win, and from then on, they will work hard and vow to avenge their previous humiliation."
"Although Mr. Sima is aloof and arrogant, in the last martial arts competition he and the leader of the Yuan Alliance competed, the two seniors only hit the spot, and neither one could say that he had defeated the other. So I think that this is the result of our martial arts competition. The best thing is, you don’t have to humiliate others.”
Her words were hesitant and not at all impressive. In the end, they were more like a mosquito humming.
Chang Wanli had a look of appreciation on his face after listening, and nodded slowly: "The little girl is kind and sincere, and her words are reasonable at the same time. It is really rare."
