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Jiu Qiansui was resentful, and naturally expressed his tone. Fan Qinghui had a delicate heart with seven orifices, but how could he not hear it? It was just that when Jiu Qiansui fought with the Queen of Demons and the Happy God, only the sister-in-law Bao Zhuang and Queen Xi Shengmei of the descendant of Tianjing. Bao Zhuang followed the descendant of Tianjing to live in seclusion in the Western Regions, while Queen Xi Shengmei was already dead. Therefore, no outsiders in the world knew the story of this battle.

Although Fan Qinghui felt that there was something different, she didn't know anything about mysteries like the magical calculating. Of course, she could only understand it in half. It didn't matter to her, and she didn't feel the same as she was thinking about other people's old gossip. What's more, it was about whether she had an affair with Yang Zhao... Fan Qinghui couldn't help but feel a little painful in her heart, and she was unwilling to refute her.

Originally, according to her nature, she really wanted to ignore anything and let Jiu Qiansui do whatever she wanted. But it was implicated in Yang Zhao's safety, life and death, but it forced her to cheer up and deal with the peerless evil demon in front of her. The pair of water-cut autumn eyes glanced at the little prince who was lying by the campfire, as if he didn't even breathe. The sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty and mixed feelings in her chest, which really makes her feel sour, sour, spicy, and salty. It's really hard to say what it feels like.

"I clearly want to pay off my life and pay off the debt I owe him, but I didn't expect that in the end, I still couldn't get along with him and couldn't separate him. Could it be really the destined grievance of my previous life?" Fan Qinghui felt sad and cheered up and said, "Senior can see through the yin and yang and understand the secrets of the universe. This is a mere worldly thing that can be seen clearly in Qiu Hao's end. I don't need to argue anything. I don't need to mention this. I live in seclusion in this cave and blessed place, and I originally enjoyed the blessing of purity. I and Xiao Wang... Mr. Yang came here by chance, which disturbed me. It was a real sin. However, this move was ultimately an unintentional mistake. I hope that I would be a huge number of Wang Han, and I would be the only one who was the first to give me."

Jiu Qiansui sneered, "The little girl is indeed worthy of the people who came out of Jingzhai. She is so sweet and slippery. Although your nunnery is self-righteous, she has always been quite sensible in front of me and the Holy Alliance. It is nothing to let you go. But I and I have a deep hatred for me, and I will not immediately cut this puppy breed alive. Let him go? Humph!"

The more Jiu Qiansui said, he became more and more harsh and said, and the invisible pressure that was heavier than the mountain was over, which made people almost breathless. However, although he was speaking harshly, there was a lot of room for his words. Fan Qinghui was seriously injured and recovered, and could not raise his skills to compete with the pressure. He felt naturally very uncomfortable. However, her careful thoughts had never decreased at all. She still tried her best to maintain her smile and said, "Mr. Yang... the grudges between her father and her predecessors back then were... the previous generation... after all... the previous generation... the magical skills... are invincible in the world, compared with our younger generation... the fireflies. Why bother... the fireflies... why do you... the self-deprecating oneself..."

"Little girl, you don't need to say such words to squeeze me out." The Nine Thousand-year-old general suppressed his momentum and said coldly: "Since the puppy breed is the son of the happy old dog breed, how can I forgive him easily? Humph, the century-old foundation of my Holy Alliance was destroyed by the old dog breed. This hatred and hatred, I swear to be irreconcilable with him! Unless..."

Jiu Qiansui was actually just trying to intimidate, and he did not intend to hurt people. Otherwise, with Fan Qinghui's current state, the leader of the Demon Alliance would not have to do anything at all. He could have thoughts of killing people just by relying on his momentum. But even so, she still had her throat sweet, as if she wanted to vomit blood again. Fan Qinghui frowned, reached out to hold her heart, and endured the pain and smiled faintly: "If you have any wishes, please give me instructions. As long as I can, no matter how hard I go through fire and water, I will also swear to do it for me."

Speaking of this, * is done in a slight way. Since I have been trying to lose my life, the dagger will appear. Nine Thousand Years no longer care about the tactfulness. The starlight flashes in the blind eye socket on the left, and he said in a deep voice: "The Holy Alliance has been passed down for a hundred years, and it must not be cut off in my hands. I am happy that the old dog breed destroyed the Holy Alliance, and I want him to return this foundation."

Fan Qinghui was stunned when she heard this, and then couldn't stop smiling bitterly. She said helplessly: "The senior's request... is reasonable. But... it's just... it's not the best way for me."

Jiu Qiansui said coldly: "I know you can't do it, but this puppy breed can do it. It is natural for the father to pay the debts and sons to pay. Because the boy's talent is pretty good, I originally wanted to take the boy as a calculating for the adopted son's compensation. Unexpectedly, this boy is simply awesome, and he refused to eat my toast. I couldn't say that, so I had to let him drink and punish him."

Fan Qinghui opened her eyes to the limit and said in surprise: "Previous, senior, you... are you saying... are you saying..."

"Not only him, but also little girl, you should also worship me as your adoptive father. The two of you will be the fifth leader of the Holy Alliance together." Jiu Qiansui said in a narrow voice: "You must rebuild the foundation of the Holy Alliance for me, carry it forward and spread it to future generations for thousands of years."

Fan Qinghui was so amused by his obviously absurd thought. He smiled bitterly: "I am naturally grateful for the kindness of my senior, but... But Young Master Yang and the younger generation each have their own masters and the rules in the martial arts world..."

"What rules are you? What I say is the rules." The nine thousand-year-old tiger raised his face and said disdainfully: "The garbage stuff like the Xuanjian of the Book of Changes is not needed. Although Jingzhai's sword scripture is barely passed, how can it be compared with the "Write-free True Sutra" from the source of martial arts in all ages? You two happen to be a man and a woman, and you have a personal relationship with each other, and are suitable for practicing the Qianyang Kunyue Gong in the first volume of the Yuanshi Chapter of the "Write-free True Sutra". Moreover, the little girl has already developed a sword heart. Although she has not achieved great success, she will achieve twice the result with half the effort when she starts the Yuanshi Chapter. It only takes only three years to achieve the Qianyang Kunyue Gong. At that time, I will teach you the ultimate chapter of the second volume of the "Write-free True Sutra" to you. How much understanding can be found depends on your own qualifications and fortune."

This trip to Shu made Fan Qinghui extremely disappointed. Even after walking around the gate of hell, his determination to die was already dispelled, but his desire to live in seclusion was further strengthened. The "Wordless True Sutra" may indeed be the treasure that every martial artist in the world dreams of, but for Fan Qinghui, it has no value at all. She sighed secretly, thinking about how to speak politely and refuse to eliminate the forced winning of nine thousand years old.

But when he thought, he heard Jiu Qiansui say coldly: "Little girl, don't waste your time. You two of you must accept this gift. Since the stinky brat is ignorant, I have to trouble you and personally inject half of the Yang Fire God into his meridians. What is the power of the Yang Fire God? The little girl has tasted it just now. If no one uses Kunyue Gong to help guide and summarize it within three hours, the Yang Fire will be ignited from the dantian, and it will never be extinguished without burning the stinky brat to ashes."

As soon as Jiu Qiansui said this, it undoubtedly blocked all the retreat of Fan Qinghui. She sighed sadly, knowing that the general situation was going all out, and no longer made any unnecessary struggles. She smiled bitterly and said, "Seniors insist on giving me a generous gift, but I am of course... I am very grateful. Then... the adoptive father is here, please accept my daughter's three bows." She gritted her teeth and ruthlessly, and immediately knelt down, and respectfully blew three times at Jiu Qiansui.

Jiu Qiansui nodded and laughed with satisfaction, "This is just like words. Good daughter, good daughter. Haha, I have been alone for most of my life, but I really didn't expect that I would have children. Hahahaha~~" He laughed for a while, looked up at the moon in the night sky, and said, "There are only two hours left. I will first pass on your first important skills of Kunyue Mastery, sit down and listen quickly. Yuan Liuquan is mellow, rushing and Xu Ying; it is smooth and smooth, turbid and Xu Qing..."

The original "Yuanshi Chapter" Volume 1 of "Wordless True Sutra" is a black bamboo slip that is neither gold nor wood. If a practitioner wants to pick it up and focus on his internal strength, he can naturally display the meditation of the scriptures. A practitioner is a man, and he will show the most yang and strong Gan Yang Gong; if a practitioner is a woman, he will show the most yin and soft Kun Yue Gong. Both practices and techniques are progressing step by step, endless and endless.

Throughout history, only Nine Thousand Sui can comprehend and practice the Ganyang Gong mind method to the ninth level. But the Kunyue Gong mind method is not something he can touch. The reason why Nine Thousand Sui can practice both skills and achieve the state of mutual assistance of hardness and softness and harmony between Yin and Yang is laid the foundation for further practicing the ultimate chapter of the second volume. It is entirely due to the castration of Dongfang, the last successor of the Dongfang family, one of the four major martial arts families, and forced him to practice Kunyue Gong as a Yin person and practice with himself. This move is radical and does not conform to the right path of cultivation. Therefore, it seemed to be significant at first, but in fact it hidden dangers. Although Nine Thousand Sui defeated the successor of Tianjing when he fought against the Heavenly Crystal in the decisive battle was because the power of the Heavenly Crystal explosion was irresistible, it had nothing to do with this hidden danger.

When Yang Guang led his troops to wipe out the Demon Alliance, Jiu Qiansui had already secretly collected the scriptures, but they were not by his side at the moment, so they could not be taken out and handed over to Fan Qinghui for personal considerations. He then explained the Kunyue Heart Method that he remembered in his heart one by one. The martial arts were profound and profound, and even with Fan Qinghui's qualifications, it was not easy to understand them immediately. Time was urgent, so she had to memorize all the mind methods first before talking about them. Fortunately, to guide Yang Zhao's Yang Fire in his body, he only needed to practice Kunyue Gong to the third level. Even if time was rushed, it was not too difficult to understand the third core method of Kunyue Gong within sixty minutes.

In this way, one is taught and the other is learning, and two hours are about to pass without realizing it. Jiu Qiansui stopped explaining and asked, "How is it, have you remembered it?"

Fan Qinghui looked at Yang Zhao and saw that the little prince was still confused, but his muscles on his face were tense, as if he was enduring some great pain. She also felt a little pain in her heart, and nodded and said, "I remember everything. Former... adoptive father, can this start?"

Jiu Qiansui snorted coldly, but couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger. He said lightly: "Start." After the words came, he grabbed Yang Zhao again, took Yang Zhao in the air and moved him to him, helped him up and sat down, and said: "You stretch out your right palm and press against the left hand of this stinky brat. First use the first level of mental method, and then slowly pass through the inner breath."

Fan Qinghui started as he ordered, and a trace of cold air emerged from the dantian, three small circles circulating in the meridians, urging up the palm to pass into Yang Zhao's body. The little prince suddenly shook his whole body and opened his eyes immediately. The first scene that came into his eyes after regaining consciousness was already shocked. He blurted out without thinking: "Qinghui..." and said, "Qinghui..." and the yang fire in his body was already induced by Kunyue's true energy. In an instant, the blazing red light that was exactly the same as Jiu Qiansui's body burst into tears and spread rapidly, like a silkworm sprinkling silk, trapping both of them tightly. Yang Zhao only felt as if he was trapped in the volcanic lava, burning so hard that his brain was about to boil.

In a desperate situation, any normal person will naturally stimulate the strongest survival instinct to save himself. Yang Zhao instinctively sensed that a thread of cold air was transmitted into the palm of his left hand. Wherever the cold air passed, the heat and pain in the meridians would slightly slow down. At this critical moment of life and death, he would have no time to think about anything else, and immediately take the initiative to regulate his internal breath to attract the cold air into the dantian, and then move around the sky to turn it into his own use.

Gan Yang and Kun Yue are both in the same lineage, and they are both external and external. Although Yang Zhao has never heard of the mental formula of Gan Yang Gong, with the help of Fan Qinghui, the process of absorbing the true energy of Kun Yue Gong to resist Yang Fire happened to be in line with the first level of Gan Yang Gong's operation. The Yang Fire God can be like a wild horse that is unrestrained, and it is scattered into dozens or hundreds of burning flames in his body. However, under the guidance of Gan Yang Gong, there is a fine stream that returns to the tributary, and the tributary returns to the river, gradually gathering together. Not only does it no longer cause harm, it gradually begins to combine with its own essence and becomes a part of his own strength.

The little prince didn't understand why. Seeing that this method was effective, he naturally worked harder to continue. He focused on guiding his energy and summarizing it. At first, he felt burning and painful, and slowly entered the state of forgetting both things and self, but he ignored everything outside his body and turned a blind eye.

Using Kunyue Gong to promote the operation of Yanghuo along the path of Ganyang Gong's mental method, this work is absolutely not easy for Fan Qinghui. She was seriously injured and recovered, and her true energy in her body was less than one-third of the usual ones. The more Yang Zhao practiced, the faster she absorbed Kunyue's true energy. Fan Qinghui's body was almost exhausted, and she had to go down and ask for help from the outside world. The wordless true scripture seized the fortune of heaven and earth, invaded the mystery of ghosts and gods, and had the power to move stars and change fighting. Suddenly, she saw dark clouds rolling over the night sky, revealing a huge gap. The bright silver plate that was about to fall to the west suddenly appeared in the sky very clearly again.
Chapter completed!