Yang Lin had long noticed someone approaching quietly.
Because there was no murderous intention, and the mind's eye skills did not remind him of any danger coming, he did not pay attention to it.
At this time, when he heard the other party asking for food, he looked back.
There was a movement in my heart.
This one came a little late.
I originally thought that he would come to the door shortly after the death of Elder Peng of the Beggar Clan. Unexpectedly, he was really patient.
Although the visitor looked very anxious, his eyes were staring at the roast chicken, as if he was afraid that it would grow wings and fly away.
However, his appearance does not make people feel disgusted. Instead, it makes people look respectful and does not dare to insult him.
This man has a rectangular face and a sparse beard on his chin. He looks about forty years old, with thick hands and feet that make him look muscular.
Although the clothes on his body are shabby, they are washed gray and clean, and there are many patches on them.
He was carrying a vermilion gourd on his back and a green stick in his hand, the material of which could not be seen.
Just standing there, there is a kind of power that looks forward to Zixiong.
As soon as this iconic outfit and the aura of a master appeared, Yang Lin didn't recognize it.
Then he smiled and said: "We are destined to meet each other. We happen to have chicken but no wine, so why not sit down and eat together."
After saying that, he winked at Huang Rong.
Although Huang Rong is young, she has traveled most of the Central Plains disguised as a beggar. She is smarter than a monkey even if she doesn't touch her hair.
She was used to seeing rivers and lakes, and she knew the news among the beggars very well.
At this time, after hearing Yang Lin's reminder, he looked at the wine gourd, especially at his right hand holding the wine. The index finger was broken at the base, and of course he knew who the other person was.
"It's rare to meet a senior expert. What's a little chicken? I'll treat you to it."
After saying that, he cut off half of the chicken and handed it over with the butt end connected to the chicken body.
The old beggar looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "What a perfect match. I, Hong Qi, am embarrassed in front of the juniors. Well, although I am embarrassed, this half chicken is also grateful."
After saying that, he took a sip of wine, handed the gourd to Yang Lin, and said, "I think you like it, so I'd like you to take a sip too."
Regardless of whether Yang Lin drank or not, he ate the chicken butt without thinking about it. He was very happy with the meal, humming in his mouth, and his eyes and face were full of intoxication.
Yang Lin saw it funny and was not polite at the moment, pouring a sip of wine into his mouth.
I just feel that the taste is mellow, soft and long, and it is indeed a top-quality aged wine.
I couldn't help but praise: "You can't buy such good wine in the market, even in the inner garden of the palace, it is extremely rare, right?"
"Of course, this wine, but I am always begging for flowers, and it took me half a month to get it from the imperial kitchen.
It is said that the Tatars of the Jin Kingdom were barbarians who lived a life of eating hair and drinking blood, but little did they know that they enjoyed it very much. "
"Since you can't stand it, why don't you, old man, kill the Tatar emperor and evacuate the palace? Then you can drink whatever you want."
"Well……"
The old beggar was stunned when he heard this, "What a courageous person, the old beggar is not as good as you, I haven't even thought about this problem.
However, it is not that simple to kill the Emperor of Jin, so it is better to take it easy. Human resources are sometimes poor, and the world is really big. "
He took the wine gourd and took another sip, then suddenly handed it to Huang Rong, "Would you like some, little girl?"
"Don't drink."
Huang Rong said with a smile: "Qi Gong is satisfied with eating this chicken. In fact, it is just a careless preparation. If there are really good ingredients and some dishes can be made, the taste will be a hundred times stronger."
"Gudu..."
The old beggar swallowed hard, his eyes a little straight.
It seems that he is really good at this.
No wonder, there are rumors in the world that the old beggar missed a big event because of his gluttony. He was so sad that he cut off his index finger to remind himself that gluttony is a must.
"As the saying goes, eat people with soft lips and take others with soft hands. Little girl, you are not kind.
I ate your chicken, but you didn't drink my wine. Tell me, what do you want me to do for you? "
"It's just half a chicken, what's it worth? It's an honor for us to invite Mr. Qi Gong.
If I let my father know about my fuss, wouldn't I blame me and lose his face? "
Huang Rong said with a sweet smile, and generously handed over the other half of the chicken.
"Haha, the little girl is quirky, Bingxue is smart, Huang Laoxie really gave birth to a good daughter, I really envy her.
However, even if you keep sending favors, there are still some things that need to be done.
You see, your little husband-in-law generously allowed me to return the favor. He doesn't care, so what are you afraid of? "
"Of course, who doesn't know that Hong Qigong is known as the Northern Beggar, and even my father admires him.
The big man is still young, what can he do to offend you? You, a highly respected old man, can take action if you have the nerve to do so? "
Huang Rongqiao smiled brightly, with a slight blush on her face and some worry in her eyes.
Yang Lin laughed: "Rong'er, please don't embarrass Qi Gong. If he doesn't come this time, I will feel uneasy. If you owe a favor, it will be difficult to repay it...
This half chicken is mine. You promised to treat me to a taste of my cooking. "
After saying that, he tore off a piece of the chicken leg and handed it to Huang Rong, "Eat together."
He took a bite, and his eyes lit up: "It's so delicious, the same way, the same heat, why, some people make it the best in the world, and some people make it, it's pig food."
While eating, I watched Hong Qigong next to me swallowing his saliva, which was really funny to me.
"Okay, I've eaten and drank, senior, please tell me what you have to say.
What does your beggar gang say? Since they are acting in your name, seniors have the responsibility to govern and manage it well, let alone a tree with dead branches that cannot be managed.
As long as you are willing, even if it is a mess, you can sort it out. "
"Well said, this person is always lenient to others and strict to himself, so he will inevitably have many problems.
No matter what, if you have many disciples and grandchildren, there will always be a lot of trouble...
Elder Peng, he brought it upon himself, so if you kill him, you will kill him. I don't blame you.
But, among those five little beggars who were shocked to death by your palm, are there any innocent people..."
Hong Qigong put the gourd on his back again and inserted the green jade staff into the ground. When his palms crossed, a dragon roared and a tiger roared, and streaks of energy surged around his body.
It rises and falls like a long dragon, which is really amazing.
"The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and there will be casualties if you take action. Although those beggars in clean clothes may have been deceived, they may just be waving flags and shouting, and have not taken refuge in the Jin Kingdom, nor have they done anything evil.
But since he obeyed Elder Peng's order and attacked me, at that moment, he was already a friend rather than an enemy. "
Yang Lin looked solemn.
"When the two sides are hostile, they still need to consider the other party's character and whether he has violated the law? Lu is not an official, so how can he care so much?
Just kill him, there is no excuse. Senior Hong is looking for me to take action, it can be regarded as an accident, please..."
Yang Lin stood up, wiped off the oily smell on his hands, straightened his back, and the blood-red flames rose half a foot, and the grass and dead branches around him exploded with a loud bang.
The breath is soaring to the sky.
"Alas... Alas, why are you so ready to start a fight as you talk? Those who don't know better think it's a fight between gangsters on the street. It doesn't sound good to say it out loud."
Huang Rong quickly stopped him.
When Yang Lin heard this, he smiled and said: "That's right. After all, we are considered masters. When masters fight, there must be some luck.
Rong'er, if I compete with Senior Hong in martial arts, if I win even one and a half moves, what kind of prize will I get? "
"It depends on whether Senior Hong can afford to lose. If he can't afford to lose, he may not accept the offer.
Because, I heard my father say that Senior Hong has nothing but a set of Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms and Dog-beating Stick Techniques.
However, the dog-beating stick technique is a unique martial art of the Beggar Clan leader, which has been passed down from generation to generation without any precedent.
On the other hand, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon can be passed on to others, but it depends on whether Senior Hong is willing to part with it? "
Huang Rong rolled her eyes and said with a smile.
"Tsk, tsk, you two, you two, are really amazing. You are singing and harmonizing like this, you want to trick the old beggar's special skills?
However, if you want to subdue the dragon with the Eighteen Palms, that's fine, but you can't win with your words...
Little girl, if you dare to say it, even Huang Laoxie would not dare to say it to his face. "
Hong Qigong was so angry that he laughed.
He waved his hand and said: "Winning or losing doesn't matter. If I lose, I will use the Dragon Subduing Palm Technique with both hands. What if you lose, little brother Lu?"
I don't want you to seek any justice. I want your skills to be better than Qiu Qianren's old Bangzi's air swordsmanship.
I looked around and saw that there was only one trick that was somewhat famous and caught the eye of the old beggar. "
As soon as this was said, Yang Lin and Huang Rong understood.
That day, Yang Lin chased Wanyan Honglie and fought with Qiu Qianren. The nine-fingered beggar was watching the battle not far away.
Moreover, he looked at it very carefully and had long been interested in Yang Lin's method of merging essence and inner energy.
His eyesight is amazing.
"Okay, then it's settled."
Yang Lin readily agreed.
He didn't know why Huang Rong was so confident in him.
Thinking that he can defeat Hong Qigong, who is as famous as his father.
However, he really wanted the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms on the old beggar.
For no other reason than because it is extremely suitable.
In other words, Yang Lin spent a lot of martial arts points to upgrade the 12th level of the Golden Guan Jade Lock Jue.
Moreover, it also fuses all the essences of the two bodies together to supplement the origin.
Speaking of which, his internal strength cultivation and the basic vitality of his physical body have reached an immeasurable level.
When it comes to a strong foundation, there is no second thought in the world.
However, although the foundation is strong, it may not be able to be applied.
Swordsmanship is only Quanzhen swordsmanship, which can be regarded as basic swordsmanship. When used to the extreme, the level of sophistication is very limited.
The palm technique is the Quanzhen Sect's Frost-Walking Palm. Although it can be regarded as a superior martial art, it is still more than one level behind palm techniques such as the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms and the Toad Kung Fu, which can increase huge amounts.
The biggest shortcoming of this set of palm techniques is actually that it prefers internal force operation, and there is no good way to drive the fused energy.
As for boxing techniques, such as Plum Blossom Boxing, Mizong Boxing and Iron Thread Boxing, they are basically physical martial arts that circulate Qi and blood and shake the essence.
I don't have much expertise in internal energy movement.
If you really fight, it will be like giving up half of your martial arts.
At this time, he actually needs a kung fu that can fully utilize his physical essence martial arts and the power of internal martial arts at the same time.
For this aspect of martial arts, after much thought, there is no one more suitable than the Dragon Subduing Palm.
This technique works from the outside to the inside, both internally and externally, taking into account both physical body essence attack and powerful internal force attack. It is simply tailor-made for Yang Lin's body at this time.
Huang Rong's suggestion was just right.
Of course, he thought the bet was very profitable.
Hong Qigong also felt that the proposal of gambling was not a bad idea.
The old beggar relied on the Dragon Subduing Palm to conquer the world all his life. His physical body was polished bit by bit using his internal strength and palm skills, and his internal strength was also cultivated bit by bit.
Speaking of which, he also couldn't find a way forward.
Because, I know it but I don’t know why.
Although he relied on his extraordinary talent to cultivate both his physical body and inner energy to the peak, he aspired to be the top five in the world.
But for the next step, how to integrate these two forces? Not a clue.
Vaguely, he could sense that there must be a very profound martial arts concept in it, but he couldn't figure it out just by thinking about it alone.
In some martial arts, if there is no way forward, if you experiment randomly.
Maybe, even before I try it out, I’ve already made the basics messed up...
If the power is completely disabled, the five tuberculosis and seven injuries will be bad.
Therefore, when he saw the prototype fusion sword energy that Yang Lin used that day, his heart was pounding.
At this time, he said it through gambling.
…
The two hit it off and immediately became interested.
Yang Lin asked Huang Rong to stand farther away, his eyes a little excited.
Since he advanced the Golden Guan Jade Lock Technique to the twelfth level of the building, he has now mastered the role of governor, and his internal energy is like a torrent.
And the physical body is even more powerful. If it doesn't move, its muscles and bones will roar together, and its strength will be endless.
At this time, without saying any more words, he swung his body like an ancient demon and slashed through it with a plum blossom sea-exploring style.
This style of Plum Blossom Slash contains some of the secrets of Quanzhen Swordsmanship. Of course, it is more of a close-up, concussive and penetrating blow like the traditional Chinese martial arts.
Taking one step forward, a huge hole exploded on the spot, and a light red blade about half a foot long cut out from the edge of his palm, causing the air to explode.
The fierce and sharp energy seemed to cut through everything.
"Well come."
Hong Qigong's originally greedy and funny appearance suddenly changed.
Drawing a circle with his left hand, he blasted out a palm with his right hand.
The palm posture is extremely simple, with no subtle or strange changes at all.
However, after blasting out with a palm, his surroundings seemed to have transformed into a roaring dragon...
The energy is like a dragon, the muscles and bones are like a dragon, and the internal force exerted by the edge of the palm is so solid that it becomes a dragon head that raises its head and groans.
Yang Lin's plum-blossom knife had just struck, and was hit by the strong dragon-shaped energy, making a peeling and cracking sound.
As the swords and palms met, Yang Lin felt something strange in Hong Qigong's palm power.
The force of this palm was seven points, and the strength was reduced by three points. The strong force suddenly produced a whirling force, locking his whole body in place.
Can't advance, can't retreat.
As if it had infinite suction, it hit the center of the palm and rushed towards the direction of the dragon's head.
'Good palm technique... you don't retreat or evade, you don't dodge or dodge, you can use all kinds of moves and body techniques. Under this dragon subduing palm, you can only take it hard, there is no second way. '
'No wonder, whether it was Xiao Feng back then or later Hong Qigong and Guo Jing, after practicing this set of palm techniques, they basically no longer used any other exquisite martial arts.
Because just one set of palm techniques can defeat thousands of martial arts in the world. This is really the best martial arts method of laziness and concentration. '
As soon as Yang Lin thought of this, he no longer evaded.
He knew he couldn't dodge.
If Qiu Qianren were to face this palm, he would definitely use exquisite techniques to offload his strength and use it to fight. He would be at a disadvantage before the attack started and could only protect himself.
However, Yang Lin is different.
He didn't believe that Hong Qigong's physical strength was far inferior to his own, and he could produce palm skills that surpassed his own.
I still want to try it, after the inner and outer parts of the body are unified, and the inner energy and essence are unified.
How powerful is that fused energy?
boom……
The two palms closed at the touch of a touch.
The two bodies shook.
They all flew backwards like cannonballs, and each of them retreated four or five feet away before they could stand firm.
"A good young man."
Hong Qigong's originally calm and calm expression turned cautious at this time, and his eyes were already bursting with light.
His breath was suffocated and he became more vigorous.
The messy hair on his head is like strong grass in the wind, dancing crazily.
As soon as his body moved, he jumped into the air, and with the momentum of his fall, he fell down with a bang.
This time, he gathered all his strength and used all his strength in his palms. He was even more attentive than during the sword debate in Huashan.
He understood.
The young man opposite him, despite his young age, but for some reason, his strength and inner strength were not inferior to his own.
Zhen Lun's concentration of strength and quality of energy even surpassed him by more than one step.
The previous palm was equally divided.
That's not because the two have similar strengths, but because of the level gap in martial arts.
The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms have been passed down for many years, and have reached the point where they are irreversible and are as clever as clumsy.
Every time a palm is struck, the attack power can usually be increased by 80%...
The most cruel thing is that 80% of the attack power can be exerted by just using the palm casually.
In other words, even if he strikes out eighteen palms in turn, until his internal strength is exhausted and his muscles and bones are weak, this increased power will not be reduced.
Although it is not as good as Xi Du Ouyang Feng's toad skill that can increase the power by three times.
However, he didn't feel any regret at all, nor did he feel that he had been defeated.
The opponent's Toad Kung Fu hits three times and requires charging.
After the fight is over, you still need to fight back.
With this time, he can hit three or four palms.
Then again.
He had the best skills in the world, and he didn't hold anything back. He actually fought evenly with the young opponent in a head-to-head confrontation.
As for the boy named Lu, he actually didn't use any powerful skills at all.
It's just an ordinary slash that regulates luck and blood and affects internal energy.
There is neither subtlety nor amplification.
This is a bit of a blow to the old beggar.
The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves in front die on the beach.
Could it be that he is going to die today?
Out of the corner of his eye, the old beggar glanced at the pretty and pretty little girl, smiling from ear to ear. He was so angry that he couldn't help but feel angry on the spot.
If Huang Laoxie knew the news that he had failed when fighting with his juniors, he would definitely laugh his ass off.
Hong Qigong rarely used up 100% of his energy, soared into the air, shot down the flying dragon with a palm in the sky.
This means not giving the other party a chance to breathe.
Let’s see how long you can hold on with your vast divine power.
With one move of his palms and his body pounced down, a huge dragon emerged out of him, shaking its head and swaying its tail.
With a palm pressure, the dragon's claws were sharp and had already caught Yang Lin's Baihui point.
Yang Lin's eyesight went dark, and the old beggar could no longer be seen.
Only a divine dragon was seen snaking and roaring, covering a three-foot radius around it.
It felt like a heavy mountain was pressing down on my body, making it difficult to move.
He was also inspired with pride.
"Okay, this palm technique is indeed very suitable for me. If I can't take one punch, then I will throw more punches."
Once he sat down, he stopped trying to move his body...
Since the other party likes to fight hard, of course he will not give in, so he might as well help this old senior. "
Sitting on the shoulders with a lowered waist, turn around and curl your arms.
The sound of the waves of the great river came from Yang Lin's body. Qi and blood flowed loudly. His muscles and bones cracked and cracked, and the sound lingered.
Like a strong bow with a sharp string, all fired in unison.
A foot-long arrogance surged around his body, and his arms turned into numerous afterimages in an instant.
One punch turns into ten punches, and ten punches turn into hundreds of punches.
Yang Lin's eyebrows were as sharp as a knife and his eyes were cold and stern.
The shadow of the fist caused the space in front of him to collapse slightly, and the entire three feet in front of him seemed to have become a vacuum.
Hong Qigong's flying dragon flew down from the sky with the force of his palm. It was still wagging its tail and driving straight in.
He was swept away by this wave of fists.
Immediately all the energy dissipated.
Bang bang bang, his arm creaked and made a thin muffled sound...
The body did not fall, but rose into the sky again.
He turned and somersaulted seventeen or eight times in a row, landed on the ground, and with a thud, he stepped into a huge deep pit.
His hands were clasped behind his back, shaking constantly.
Forcibly suppressing the boiling blood and turbulent internal energy, he smiled and said: "Boy Lu, what did you eat to grow up? You have such strength. The old beggar has old bones, but he can't stand such a torment.
Let's just say you win this one. "
Yang Lin fired a flurry of arrows, and his fists were as sharp as arrows, as if they were trying to break through the space.
His body was covered in blood, and his back was full of arrogance...
When he hits the fierce spots, he becomes even more majestic.
With a sway of his arms, he stepped forward to pursue, and then made a shadow of fists.
I thought that my single attack might be slightly weaker than yours.
However, I make up for it with quantity. Anyway, it is a normal attack, and I am not afraid of fighting until dark...
It depends on who can't hold on first?
Just after taking a few steps, he heard Hong Qi admit defeat.
He was slightly startled and said with a smile: "Qi Gong doesn't need to give in to me, I learned a lot from your old Dragon Subduing Palm.
It doesn't matter if I fight for a while longer, I can still hold on. "
Hong Qigong's old face twitched and he forced a smile.
"Hey, you can just try it casually, why is there any need to fight for life or death?
I've already investigated Elder Peng's matter, and it's because they went too far...
Even if you don't take action, I will clean up the resident insects myself. This matter has been exposed before.
By the way, little girl, the meal you promised earlier still counts. Fighting is boring, so why not eat and drink? "
"Of course it counts. Qi Gong is upright and considerate of the younger generation, which really convinces the younger generation.
Without worrying about it, I will go to the nearby market to buy some ingredients, prepare a table, and buy some good wine for you and me to have a good drink. "
"That's good."
Hong Qigong smiled happily, but no one noticed. His hands were trembling behind his back.
I secretly complained in my heart, this boy, this boy, his body is too hard...
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