"coax--"

Sara's words seemed to be more powerful than before she had developed the [Jin Ling Gong], and everyone couldn't help but retreat! And the little prince Zhao Botao jumped around like he was poisoned. He wanted to curse, but he didn't want to prevent Ye Hun from standing in front of him directly.

"Okay, Your Highness, although there are all people from the mountains and rivers here, don't lose the majesty of the royal family."

"Hey, who are you? Why should you talk to me? Come on, why don't you drive that woman away quickly!"

Zhao Botao screamed at the top of his voice. Fortunately, he was frightened and beat and killed him without saying a word. If he really gave that kind of order, Ye Hun would definitely have a way to make him shut up silently forever!

Haha, he smiled and bowed his wrist again and said, "The fifth-rank guard of the Xiaguan two fortresses, but he had to come here to learn from his master just because he encountered a thief on the road. His Highness, in fact, Ye Xiaomei (Sara) was lying to you just now. Her father was already dead, but her sister was still Yunying. As for her, she just practiced some special martial arts and could not get married before she became a master."

"Oh, is that true?"

Zhao Botao looked at Sarah with lingering fear. The latter directly threw a charming look and scared him. "What, can I ask, what kind of kung fu has she practiced?"

"The female skills of the extreme Yin Damian. This skill is extremely yin and cold. Men cannot touch it before the great success, otherwise they will really die."

"Ah, that's it."

Zhao Botao's face improved a lot, but then he was covered with a layer of hostility! Who is Zhao Botao? A royal family of a great country! A commoner woman, who obviously had something wrong with her, actually glared at her, really thought she could not kill anyone?

A look floated directly to the guard behind him. Before that, he saw an old face that looked like a dry wood. "Well, it turned out that the little prince from the Sixth Prince's mansion came to become a disciple. Haha, the old man is really shining!"

The man who blocked Zhao Botao was the one Wu Qing Taoist who had been hiding in the dark before. If it were a noble man like Zhao Botao, he would not care if the other party was an old man or a young child when he started a fire, but the only one Wu Qing Taoist was not good. He always regarded the other four words as nonsense! Only this third word is what he cared about the most.

That's right, not long ago, the only tuberculosis son of the emperor of the Great Realm Kingdom died. Now Kyoto is in a turmoil, and every candidate who is qualified to be the crown prince is stared at. Zhao Botao came here to become a disciple because he wanted to learn Qin Meng's trick and become a child. Although he didn't know that the person who killed Qin Meng and didn't care about the royal family of the Great Realm Kingdom stood beside him, but it did not prevent him from bowing directly from the Wushui Taoist to the ground.

"It turns out it's the master, and the master is here, and I'll be bowed by the little disciple!"

"Hehe, I am ashamed, but the heaven, earth, king, and teacher are the great way of the world. This prayer has been received by the old man."

The Taoist Wushui is really worthy of being a big old man. His face was not revealed at all. He turned around and nodded from everyone. "I am grateful to everyone for your despised sects and young men. Well, the Jin Ling skill that Yin Qing taught just now was created by his family teacher before his death. He once left me a last word: There is nothing surprising about this skill, but the difficulty is not whether ordinary people can practice it. If you open a mountain gate to accept disciples in the future, you can use this skill to test your disciples, but you must not treat it as a general skill to teach and others. Since you have all come, practice it."

When everyone heard this, they felt relaxed and most of them performed extraordinaryly. Those who had learned three moves just now practiced seven or eight moves, those who had learned seven moves, and even practiced half of the set. Only Ye Hun stood still. No, the difficulty of the introductory test task of the sect that appeared just now was upgraded. It also clearly pointed out that at this time, the total evaluation of the dungeon was reduced by half!

"Why can such a small test be punished with such a heavy punishment with a prop? Could it be that my copy mission this time is called Feihongmen's apprenticeship?"

After getting angry, Ye Hun simply threw away the last point of learning Dou with perfect martial arts. There was no learning point, and he didn't even have the system's skill deduction and improvement function to directly recall his previous memories. [Jin Ling Gong] twenty-eight styles, eliminated the steps, used the twenty-one styles of the box, the feet were twelve styles, and the grab elbows and the knees, the head and shoulders were hit. It was strange. Because Mao's Jin Ling Gong has so many similarities with [White Fist]?

...No! It's not similar, it's like two kinds of martial arts from a set of boxing principles, but one pursues the practical type of cultivation, and the other, I don't know what the purpose is to make it a complicated version!

Thinking of this, Ye Hun began to practice slowly. At first, he felt very awkward. The more he went to the back, the more he felt that this skill was not to make people suffocate the internal strength of his body, but to give some specific instructions on some martial arts. It was a bit like the green pine palm technique of Huang Ting of the Jinsong Jianmen, and a bit like the red shadow palm technique of Wang Hu of the Divine Palm Sect. Although many moves felt slight, Ye Hun, who had found the trick, was still smoothly from the first to the twenty-eighth style.

After a long time, Ye Hun finally opened his eyes and looked around. Everyone, including Yin Qing and Wu Qing, were stunned.

"I've finished practicing, I don't know what advice can Master Wu Qing give."

"Tell me, no, no."

The old face of Wushui Taoist, which was like a rotten wood, rarely showed a little expression. Although it was just a joke to others, only Ye Hun could see that it was a kind of self-deprecation with a little remembrance.

"Oh, I really didn't expect that someone would practice the skills that the master himself didn't think so. Okay, everyone is tired, Yin Qing, let's arrange it. By the way, the little prince brings those guards, so you can arrange it in the guest room. Anyway, the place in the view is big enough."

Without looking at anyone, Wushui Taoist left with his unique steps of the elderly. An introductory test with a bit of ups and downs, and in this way everyone was lonely, everyone naturally went to Feihong Temple happily. It was so that they could adapt to their living and practicing environment for the next period of time as soon as possible.

Ye Hun naturally got the best results like everyone else.

Introductory test of the sect, complete! Reward: Three special amplification volumes (can greatly improve the effectiveness of any prop in the system).
Chapter completed!