"Hahaha. You~~"

The old man laughed and put his left index finger on Tang Chen's finger. "Little Tang Chen listen!"

"Well, grandpa. Please say it. Is it [Pingshui San Finger, Delete] again?"

The old man ignored Tang Chen and said loudly: "[The 30-point fingers of the water, predecessor] The mental method; cold and heat, day and year. Swinging and swinging. The clear water of the mountains and clear rain, smoke. Singing is like a beautiful face. Snow drums and clouds are covered with snow. The deer is roaming in the south, and the sparse willows are noisy in the autumn cicadas. The ears are still washed by the nobles, and the waist is still willing to be pitied by the children. Guo Tai is rafting, and the plum rain is hanging in half; the mountain waves are riding horses, and he is riding a fence to watch the apricot blossom sky."

boom!!

However, it was like an iron needle piercing into the brain. Tang Chen felt his head buzzing. A rhythmic movement was extremely mysterious and surging. It surged into the index finger of the left hand. Ten fingers connected to the heartache. I understood that this was a small punishment for the old man. I warned Tang Chen not to be greedy.

After a long time, "Yeah!" Tang Chen woke up leisurely and returned to Qingming Festival. It felt like this time took quite a while.

The old man seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a deep look on his face. "Little Tangchen. Do you understand?"

Tang Chen was suddenly stunned. Then he woke up and replied respectfully: "Thank you for your teachings! Chen Chen understands. Only by enduring hardships can you get a great opportunity. Chen Chen is not afraid of suffering. Chen Chen is not afraid of suffering!"

"Okay! How about I give you the third power?" The old man looked at Tang Chen calmly.

"That's great! Grandpa! Thank you-"

"I think beautifully!!"

Tang Chen didn't know it was a plan, and he danced happily. The old man gave Tang Chen a blank look. Tang Chen was immediately petrified. Then he was dejected and looked sad.

He picked up his index finger with his left hand and walked towards [Kongtong Seal]. He looked closely and saw that the small hole he poked last time had disappeared. Tang Chen reached out and touched it gently.

Unexpectedly, behind him—

"Don't experiment with this power! Keep it to experience it. After trying it, it will be gone. It's okay to defend yourself at critical moments!"

The old man's voice came over. Tang Chen's body shook loudly. He turned his head: "Grandpa, what did you say? Why don't I understand?"

"You can tell if you understand or not?" The old man teased and raised his eyebrows.

Tang Chen then woke up and carefully carried his left hand behind him. He stretched out his index finger with his right hand at [Kongtong Seal]. He poked it hard—

"Click"!

"Oh yo yo ~~" Tang Chen burst into tears in the pain. He raised his right hand and saw that he was broken! Tang Chen was in pain. The trajectory of the stars in his brain was chaotic. Several stars actually collided together. "Buzz ~" The stars shattered immediately.

Tang Chen's eyes turned black and he blurted out.

"Grandpa. I deeply doubt that what I learned was fake [Kongtong Wujiquan]."

"Haha. My name is [Pingshui Sanzhi]." The old man smiled and looked at Tang Chen with a playful look.

After all, Tang Chen learned ancient martial arts from Lin Yu in the past. His eyes turned, and he immediately reflected the taste. He muttered the words [Pingshui San Fingers · Deletion]: "Linwu, the mountains and rivers. The day is eternal and spring is leisurely. The plan is deep and the hope is heavy, and the responsibility is great. The skirt is sloping, the guards are in the way of the pass. The clouds are thousands of miles apart, and the crescent moon is bent. Shubao, the king and his ministers are indifferent, and Chonghua's parents are stubborn. The name is touching the emperor's capital, and the three Sus of Western Shu will come to the future. The heroic travels to Jingluo, and the two lands of Eastern Wu will rise among the clouds."

Sure enough, the redness and swelling of the fingers gradually faded. The bones have been restored after pinching them.

The old man stroked his snow-white beard and smiled admiringly: "It turns out that I have the understanding. The child can teach me. Let's leave~~. Tang Chen."

"Thank you, grandpa. But I don't want to leave!" Tang Chen bent down respectfully and saluted.

The old man smiled and shook his head, "If [Pingshui San Finger] has achieved success in his cultivation, you can come again! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I have nothing to eat. Seeing your hungry eyes turn blue, I am afraid that you will choose someone to eat them~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"Hehe.~~ Guru.~" Tang Chen didn't listen. When the old man reminded him, he immediately looked at him with a star and his stomach betrayed him. He smiled awkwardly.

"Okay. I'll give you one."

Before the old man finished speaking, Tang Chen suddenly felt a breath coming towards him. It was vast and majestic. Boom!! The storm was strong, and Tang Chen couldn't open his eyes. After finally opening it, he was already in a certain room.

"Hiss!!" Tang Chen couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning. The old man's methods were incredible and unfathomable. He thought about it carefully and was extremely terrifying! He was afraid that the old man would break his promise and would not want to see him again next time.

Such a martial arts master is already a land immortal and a god-like existence. He will ignore himself in the future. It will not affect the old man's status in his mind. He must be respected and comparable to Xiao Dingyan's existence.

Is the old man joking with him? He was actually in the kitchen? Tang Chen was very sad and swallowed the only few corn dumplings in one breath. He felt no feeling in his stomach. Turning around, he saw a large black coarse pottery bowl on the stove. He held it closer and took it. It turned out to be hot and boiled beans. The heat was very good. It was cooked sour and delicious.

Tang Chen grabbed a copper spoon and tasted it. It tasted really good. Swoosh swish swish swish swish. He quickly dried it. He was licking his lips, staring at his hungry eyes, and blazing the blue light, and patrolling other foods everywhere.

"You must drink the decoction while it is hot. When it is cold, it will cause the effect of the medicine. Junior sister. Senior brother, I can help..."

Hearing footsteps outside the kitchen, Tang Chen was shocked. He looked back and saw the water tank... rubbing! He rushed in directly.

unexpectedly.

"Bangdong"!

The black and thick porcelain jar was hit by the impact of bronze combat boots. "Crack"~~. A big hole was broken!

~Wow! ~~

The water in the tank immediately rushed out! Of course, Tang Chen was also pulled out and pulled out. "Baji." His feet slipped and fell to the ground. He was blessed to the heart, so he simply lay down and hugged Fenghua's peerless face.

"…Senior Brother Xiangyi. What's going on in the kitchen?"

"Oh? It should be another bad name. Come and steal it! Don't pay attention. It feels so uncomfortable to be hungry. Senior brother, I am very sympathetic."

Han Xiang also waved his hand generously and picked up a shiny stick next to the kitchen.

"Hehehehehehehehe. It is said that Han Xiangyi, the senior brother in charge of Qianlongyuan, is not only handsome, but also quite righteous. The junior sister will meet today. It's really...ah. Why is it him?"

Han Xiang also accepted the praise from his junior sister with a smile. Unexpectedly...

"What? Do you know this exposure maniac?" Han Xiangyi raised his big stick suspiciously, hesitating to control the range of force.

Tang Chen considered that the biggest way to identify people is to identify the appearance of their faces. In such a cramped kitchen, lying on the ground and covering their faces should be a good note, well, very good.

"Senior Brother Xiangyi! I recognize it-"

"Huh~~~~"

The big stick was strong and strong, causing a gust of wind. Tang Chen felt his skin wrinkled and his toes were slipping on the ground muddy, and he stepped out [Nine Palaces and Fifteen Steps]. He rubbed and moved at least three steps.

Bang!

"Uh-hiss!!!"

Tang Chen was attacked on his back, and his throat hit the ground as a convex point. He almost broke. He was furious and was about to rise up.

"Tsk tsk. Good trick. 'Crack'~~"

Han Xiangyi was originally throwing away the big stick, but Tang Chen accidentally hit him-

Very sad!

Han Xiang was also amused and crying. Looking at the black iron stick, it had already been "cut".

"Little junior brother. Why are you troubled? You said you have such good skills. Tomorrow [Kongtong Jimen] is not bad. How can you not help you when you have difficulties? Alas~ Why are you troubled? And you still 'bumped'... Tsk tsk tsk. How do you think about it? New... "

"No, no, no, senior brother Xiangyi. He is definitely not a 'smacking man'. I recognize his butt-"
Chapter completed!