"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
Qin Yu looked at his hands, and suddenly hit a small tree not far away. The red dust energy generated by repeatedly reading martial arts for many days couldn't help but travel along the meridians along a specific trajectory, and finally shot out from Qin Yu's palm, and the small tree among them broke!
"It's true!" Qin Yu's long-dead eyes flashed with a long-lost light. He had also learned some martial arts before, but they were just low-level moves. He didn't expect that this time he would actually learn the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" ".
This is the unique skill of the "Northern Beggar" in the book.
He had a vague feeling that as long as he could practice this martial arts to a great level, he would definitely be better than his previous half-skilled poetry realm.
For the first time, Qin Yu saw the hope of regaining the "original Li Yan".
…
Chen Luo put down the writing brush in his hand and was a little surprised, "You just appeared on the stage and you are already understood?"
But then Chen Luo also understood that the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" did not have a high threshold for practice. After all, all Jin Yongs could learn this martial art as long as it was taught. It's just that it's easy to learn but hard to master. What is needed is the momentum to move forward and the courage to confront the enemy.
Especially the last few moves require the support of deep red dust energy to be executed. Regardless of your various changes and subtleties, I just use one palm after another to break the law with force, specifically restraining the bells and whistles.
"I don't know if the guy who comprehended it can practice well?" Chen Luo sighed, and was about to continue writing the rest of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Uncle, can I come in?"
It's Su Qianqian.
Chen Luo responded, and Su Qianqian pushed the door open and walked in, giving Chen Luo a blessing gift.
Chen Luo looked at Su Qianqian and smiled. His advice a few days ago seemed to have worked. Now Su Qianqian's face turned red, and she finally had a little bit of her daughter's color again.
"What do you want from me?"
Su Qianqian said: "After being taught by my uncle in the past two days, Qianqian figured out a lot of things."
"Qianqian thought of what she wanted to do, and today she came to say goodbye to her uncle."
Chen Luo was stunned for a moment and asked: "Farewell? What are your plans?"
Su Qianqian replied: "My relative has passed away, but Qianqian still has unpaid kindness."
"Qian Qian has been with my father since she was a child, and has long been familiar with the firing of sapphire. Cui'er still has family members. I plan to find Cui'er's family and teach my Su family's method of firing sapphire to thank Cui'er for saving her life. Well, it won’t let my Su family’s craftsmanship be lost.”
"Before, Qianqian used human corpses to practice the 'Nine Yin White Bone Claws', but now that I think about it, I owed a favor. Qianqian has found out the identities of all these people in the past two days. Qianqian plans to repay the favor one by one, and also gives them a favor." family."
"When everything is arranged properly, Qian Qian will return to my uncle's house. I am willing to be a slave and maidservant to serve my uncle, in order to repay my uncle for his kindness in teaching and helping me to revenge."
At this point, Su Qianqian's knees softened, she knelt down and prostrated solemnly.
Chen Luo was startled, and hurriedly walked around from behind the desk to Su Qianqian, trying to help Su Qianqian up, but found that Su Qianqian couldn't hold on.
After two days of contact, Chen Luo came to understand that this Su Qianqian was soft on the outside but strong on the inside. Once she made up her mind, even a thousand horses couldn't pull her back.
Chen Luo sighed: "It's okay to go out for a walk and relax. If you need anything, tell Lu Tong. I promised you that I would teach you the authentic Nine Yin Divine Claws, but there are some changes at the moment and I can't teach you yet. Later. I will write a new book on martial arts, and you can take it with you to school. It is better not to use the Nine Yin White Bone Claws until the critical moment."
Chen Luo thought for a while and then said: "Stop talking about being a slave or a maid. I won't agree to it."
Su Qianqian just looked at Chen Luo without saying a word.
Chen Luo sighed: "We'll talk about everything when you come back!"
Seeing Chen Luo's determined expression, Su Qianqian nodded, bowed again, stood up and walked out of the study.
Watching Su Qianqian leave, Chen Luo shook his head slightly. To be honest, it wasn't that he suddenly possessed a saint. After all, there were many servants in the uncle's house now. It's just that he knew Su Qianqian's experience, and he really admired this little girl in his heart, and he couldn't feel any blasphemy.
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Zongren Mansion.
Ye Qu sat in the patio, raised his head, and stared blankly at the sky.
He still doesn't understand how a few days ago he was the crown prince with less than ten thousand people, but in the blink of an eye he became a useless person who came to be imprisoned in the clan's mansion.
"No, my mother will definitely ask my father to forgive me."
Ye Qu murmured.
At this time, the sound of footsteps sounded in his ears.
Ye Qu turned his head slightly and saw that familiar figure. That was the mentor he met by chance the last time he was imprisoned in the sect's mansion.
"Yes, I invited him to the East Palace before, but he refused. He must have figured out that I have such a disaster!"
"He's waiting for me here."
A look of hope flashed in Ye Qu's eyes, and he rushed towards the man. He knelt down in front of the man with a bang, hugged his thigh, and shouted: "Master Fang, please save me, Master Fang, please save me..." "
The man he called Master Fang smiled lightly and lovingly touched Ye Qu's head: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
"Master Fang, please teach me, what should I do to become the prince again? I don't want to stay in this place anymore."
"No way. The situation is over." Master Fang's tone was still gentle, "But I can help you get revenge!"
Ye Qu collapsed on the ground: "Revenge? Yes, revenge... Master Fang, what can I do to take revenge? I want that Chen Luo to die, and I want his whole family to die."
Master Fang said softly: "It's not difficult."
He bent down and leaned into Ye Qu's ear: "It's better if you die!"
Ye Qu's eyes trembled. Looking at the face he trusted, he suddenly thought of something: "Ye Wen! You have taken refuge in Ye Wen!"
Master Fang blinked in surprise: "Why are you so smart today? If you had always had such knowledge, how could you end up where you are now?"
Ye Qu put one hand on the ground and stepped back: "Master Fang, I can still give it a try, as long as you..."
"Hush!" Master Fang stretched out his hand and blew to his mouth. Ye Qu felt as if his neck was being strangled and could no longer say a word.
"Too much wasted on you. Since there are better choices, it's not our fault."
Master Fang waved his sleeves, and a gentle force enveloped Ye Qu, lifted Ye Qu up, and flew slowly towards the well.
Ye Qu opened his eyes wide and looked at the dark entrance of the cave, roaring but unable to make any sound.
The hole grew bigger and bigger in Ye Qu's sight, until finally——
Plop!
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Changqiu Palace.
The queen had dark circles under her eyes, sitting on the edge of the bed, silently in a daze.
The waitress knelt on the ground, holding the food in her hands, and said: "My wife, just eat a little. If this continues, your body will..."
At this time, there was the sound of soft footsteps, and a young eunuch ran over and knelt down in front of the queen.
"Empress..."
The queen glanced at the other party and finally said: "Did Qu'er ask you to deliver the message? Tell him that the queen mother will definitely save him."
The little eunuch lay on the ground, not daring to answer, but kept trembling.
Seeing the young eunuch's appearance, the queen felt an unknown fire rising in her heart. She stood up and kicked him on the shoulder. However, her feet gave way and she fell to the ground. Several maids hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
"Say! What did Qu'er want you to say?"
"Prince...Prince, he passed away..."
The little eunuch finished speaking tremblingly, his head firmly pressed to the ground.
The queen was stunned for a moment, then quickly pushed away the maids around her, rushed forward, and grabbed the young eunuch's collar: "Say it again, if you miss a word, the Aijia will chop you up alive!"
The little eunuch said tremblingly: "The prince... threw himself into a well... died... died... the Holy One blocked... the news... the slave... came... by the water channel... to report the news to the empress!"
"My son is dead?"
"The prince... committed suicide by throwing himself into a well..."
The queen stared at the little eunuch, suddenly raised her hand and picked up the candlestick placed aside, and hit the little eunuch hard on the head, causing the little eunuch to fall to the ground.
The queen still smashed the candlestick hard and shouted: "My son is dead, why are you still alive! Why are you alive! Why don't you take good care of my son! You deserve to die! Damn! Damn!"
The queen threw away the candlestick, and the little eunuch's head had been smashed, blood flowed everywhere, and he was too dead to die.
The queen looked at the other people in the palace, and all the maids couldn't help but take a step back.
The queen stood up, covered in blood, her face gradually calmed down.
She slowly walked up to the waitress who was carrying the meal, took a bowl of soup from her trembling hands, and drank it gracefully with a spoon.
"Disposal of the body is not allowed to be spread."
"Qu'er is still staying in the clan mansion, and I don't know anything about it."
"Tell Ye Wen, doesn't he want to recognize me as his mother? I agreed."
"Tell him that mother will help him become a prince."
…
Chen Luo shook his hand and wrote the last sentence of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
There have been a lot of things going on recently, and I haven’t finished writing the entire book "The Condor" until today. I finally know what the spirit of this book is.
According to the direction Shu Ling always followed, Chen Luo couldn't guess what it would be.
He recognized the Five Jue.
Zhou Botong is fine too.
Guo Jing and Huang Rong are no problem either.
It’s really not the case, the Quanzhen Seven Sons are just fine.
Apart from the characters, I really can't think of anything attractive.
It can’t be Wu Mu’s suicide note!
It can’t be an eagle from the prairie!
It can’t be Huang Rong’s cooking!
It might also be the hidden figure—Huang Shang!
While Chen Luo was thinking in his heart, the elegant text on the entire manuscript rose in the sky, forming a whirlpool. Then, a shadow passed through the whirlpool and appeared in front of Chen Luo.
"Huh?" Chen Luo reached out and took the thing.
a rock?
One end of the stone seemed to have been cut with a knife, and a Yawen font appeared on it.
"magnificent"!
Immediately afterwards, a figure similar to Bai Xiaosheng emerged from the stone and saluted Chen Luoyi——
"The mountain spirit of Huashan Mountain has met its master!"
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