"What?"

Chen Qingyang widened his eyes and looked at Nangong Liang in shock.

Chen Qingyang thought that such a despicable means existed only in legends, but he did not expect that it actually existed, and it happened to Nangong Liang.

When Master Xuanku passed the "Yijing Jin" to Chen Qingyang, it was a martial arts inheritance. Although it was similar to the martial arts inheritance, its difficulty and danger were far less than that of the martial arts inheritance. If you are not careful, both sides will explode and die in an instant, and they will not be able to save them even if you want to.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Liang accepted the lifelong skills of the ancestors of the Nangong family, and now he is still alive. It is indeed a miracle.

"The skills obtained in this way will not have any sequelae, right?" Chen Qingyang asked worriedly.

Nangong Liang shook his head, then lowered his voice and said, "Our Nangong family has a secret technique that can perfectly graft one's skills to others. However, this secret technique must be performed at the cost of life. This is also the secret why our Nangong family can inherit so many years without dying. Of course, not every inheritance can be successful. The inheritor's body meridians need to withstand the impact of powerful power."

Chen Qingyang nodded suddenly and exclaimed in his heart. He didn't expect that there was such a powerful secret technique in the world. Just imagine that every powerful warrior in the Nangong family would pass his lifelong skills to his descendants before he died. Even if a person died, his power could be retained.

However, what Chen Qingyang didn't know was that despite mastering this secret technique, the failure rate of inheritance was also extremely high. It would be a blessing to have three successes in ten inheritances.

"Then why did your strength reach the middle stage of Condensation?" Chen Qingyang asked in confusion.

The Nangong family is a hidden family, and even a wealthy family like the Wang family is far from comparable to it. The ancestor who has survived for two hundred years must be at the level of Master Xuanku.

Nangong Liang obtained his lifelong skills and was only promoted to the middle stage of Condensation, which really made Chen Qingyang very puzzled.

"Brother Yang, can you actually see through my realm?" Nangong Liang asked in surprise.

Chen Qingyang nodded. In fact, even he himself didn't know why he could see through so much higher realm than him, but Chen Qingyang couldn't see clearly like Chen Bailang and Huang Fengming.

While surprised, Nangong Liang said slowly: "The secret technique of the Nangong family can condense and compress and transmit its own skills to the dantian of the inheritor, which takes a long time to absorb and refine. With the meridians that I have practiced for many years of practice, and the seven masters of the family protect my heart, it took seven days to barely bear 10% of the ancestor's skills. The other nine successful forces are all sealed in my dantian. It will take at least fifty years to absorb and refine them all."

"It takes so long?" Chen Qingyang asked. This was very different from the inheritance of his imagination.

"This is already fast. There is an elder in my family who has also obtained the inheritance of skills, but in the past hundred years, I still haven't been able to refine all the skills in the dantian." Nangong Liang said.

Although it took a while, Chen Qingyang felt relieved when he thought that Nangong Liang could become a strong man of Master Xuanku in fifty years.

Many people will never be able to break into the innate realm throughout their entire lives. Nangong Liang only needs to absorb and refine the skills in his dantian to become an extremely powerful person, which makes Chen Qingyang a little envious.

Although he was envious, Chen Qingyang was more happy for Nangong Liang. Among the four great devils, Chen Qingyang and Nangong Liang had the best relationship. They were brothers who could ignore their lives for the other party. Now that Nangong Liang has such a great opportunity, Chen Qingyang is even happier than getting the "Yi Jing Jin".

"By the way, Brother Yang, this time I went back to the Nangong family, I met a sister whom I had never met before. It turned out that she had a daughter in the same university as us, and she was extremely beautiful, no worse than my sister. After returning to school, I will introduce her to you. It would be best if I could catch her up, so that the fat water would not flow to outsiders' fields!" Nangong Liang said.

Unexpectedly, Chen Qingyang shook his head and smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it, your family is all great people, I dare not rush to the top."

On the one hand, Chen Qingyang had seen the strength of the Nangong family women. When he thought of Nangong Yao, he felt scared. On the other hand, Chen Qingyang's current relationship is messy, so he has no intention of provoking other women.

"Don't worry, she is different from my sister. Although she is a little cold, she is not as arrogant and domineering as my sister. If it weren't for her daughter, I would have wanted to chase her." Nangong Liang said in amazement.

Chen Qingyang looked at Nangong Liang with some surprise. He knew very well how high Nangong Liang's vision was. Even the beautiful school beauties at Fuhai University could not catch his eyes. At this moment, he admired his sister's daughter so much. It seemed that the other party did have unusual charm.

However, Chen Qingyang didn't ask much. Even if the other party was so charming, he would not have any thoughts, because he could no longer tolerate other people in his heart.

The two continued to chat for a while, and then decided to go back to the Chen family. Nangong Liang ran to Yangcheng so far away. First, he told Chen Qingyang about his magical experience during this period, and second, he wanted to pay a birthday wish to Zhao Lanxin.

After all, when Nangong Liang was studying in Yangcheng, he was the only friend around Chen Qingyang who could make the old lady smile. The old lady loved him as much as her grandson. This was a treatment that neither Zhao Zushan nor Qiao Xiaoyao could enjoy.

Chen Qingyang's car was still parked at the airport. The two of them walked over from the street. As soon as they reached an alley, a young man covered in blood suddenly pulled a panicked girl and ran over from another street.

Behind the two were a group of guys holding knives and sticks, all of whom were fierce and ferocious, as if they were about to chop the two into meat sauce.

He even dared to cut people in the street in broad daylight. Obviously, these gangsters were completely fearless.

Chen Qingyang couldn't help but look at the young man covered in blood. His fluffy hair covered half of his face, revealing only a pair of extremely cold and cold light.

His strength seemed to be about to run out, and his steps began to be weak. Even so, he still protected the girl tightly.

Chen Qingyang's expression was slightly stunned. For some reason, he felt as if he knew this young man, but the other party's down-and-out situation made him a little confused.

Soon, the group of gangsters forced the two to a dead corner. The young man pulled the girl behind him. His cold and resolute face was not afraid or afraid, but only regret and despair. His eyes were like angry trapped beasts, staring at the group of gangsters fiercely.

"Bastard, you can run. Now you can keep running!" One of the villains held a machete and knocked hard on the wall, slashing out a dazzling spark.
Chapter completed!