Next, Long Baichuan began to teach Ye Xiong this set of "Piaomiao Palm".

This set of palm techniques is many times more difficult than Xiaoyao Palm. Even a person like Ye Xiong who is smart and proficient in human acupuncture and meridians took several hours to understand it.

"Yes, faster than I thought. You have learned the Nine-pointed Divine Arbor and understand the meridians. Otherwise, it would probably be twice as long as possible." Long Baichuan was quite satisfied with Ye Xiong's speed. "After going back, hurry up and practice, you should be able to integrate it during the sect competition. There should be no problem in breaking into the secret place at that time."

"What secret place?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.

"The last batch of disciples in the sect competition in the world must enter a secret place for assessment."

Long Baichuan said, taking out a red bag from his body and handing it over.

"It's something that you want to do. When you enter the secret place, you can open it again. If you can't enter, it will burn it. It will only make you regret it if you see it."

"You're still playing tricks, okay."

Ye Xiong smiled and found that his voice had changed a little.

After we parted this time, I don’t know how long it will take to meet.

"Old man, you are not locked, why should you stay in this ghost place and just run away?"

Long Baichuan was not like the old Taoist priest, locked with iron chains. It was probably because Long Sanfeng was not locked up for his fellow disciples.

"A person cannot stand without faith. Since I promised Long Sanfeng, I will never leave here. You don't have to say anything more."

After Long Baichuan finished speaking, he walked to the bed and sat down cross-legged.

"What is going on between cultivators and ancient martial artists? Master, why did you choose cultivators?" Ye Xiong suddenly remembered that there was another important thing he forgot to ask.

"Cultivators exist, but they are not as powerful as rumors. The master believed in the words of villains and went astray. You must not follow the master's footsteps in the future and practice ancient martial arts well. Have you heard that?" Long Baichuan said sternly.

Ye Xiong walked up to him, knelt on the ground and knocked a few times.

"Old man, don't worry, old man, I will definitely find a way to save you and let you enjoy your next life." Ye Xiong choked.

The master is over 60 years old and is still locked in this dark and terrifying place. Thinking about it, he feels sad.

"Go back, the master has only ten or twenty years left, and I will live anywhere." Long Baichuan sighed.

Ye Xiong stood up and left sadly.

The stone gate fell down until it was completely closed. Ye Xiong was ready to leave.

As soon as he took a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

There is a stone door next to Long Baichuan, which is almost exactly the same.

This is nothing. Ye Xiong didn't find it strange that this forbidden area was full of stone chambers.

Strangely, he vaguely felt that the moss on the stone cave door was a little familiar, and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

By the way, the stone chamber of the old Taoist priest in prison was covered with these mosses on the door inside, exactly the same as these.

Could it be that the old Taoist priest was imprisoned here?

Ye Xiong followed the secret path forward, walked for a few minutes, and found the stone cave that he had blasted with the Heavenly Thunder Fist.

He was right, the old Taoist priest was imprisoned in the stone chamber next to Long Baichuan.

Ye Xiong looked at the time. It was still half an hour before four o'clock. He moved the stone and crawled over.

He really wanted to know who the old Taoist was here, and he also wanted to understand the matter of the cultivator. Although Long Baichuan said that the cultivator was just exaggerated, he would not give up if he didn't understand it in his heart.

This stubborn personality is deeply engraved in his bones and has formed a personality.

After climbing for ten minutes, Ye Xiong pushed open the stone cover and drilled out.

Just like last time, the old white-haired Taoist priest was still sitting cross-legged beside the stone wall, with his limbs locked and his eyes not opened, as if he had become petrified.

"Old Taoist priest, I'll come to see you."

Ye Xiong patted the dust on his body and walked to the old Taoist priest and sat down.

The old Taoist priest opened his eyes and glanced at him indifferently: "What are you doing when you come back?"

"Just just saw the master come back, I suddenly remembered you. I don't know how long it will take to leave this time, so I want to see if you need my help?"

The master was imprisoned, and at least he could leave occasionally and go around. This old Taoist priest was even more pitiful. His hands and feet were tied up, and he couldn't do anything to leave. Compared to the master, he was much more painful. Ye Xiong felt sympathy and decided to come in to see him.

"Long Baichuan gave you a gift, and asked you to help him with his affairs?" the old Taoist priest asked suddenly.

"Hey, how did you know?" Ye Xiong was very surprised. He paused for a moment, and suddenly realized: "I understand, have you eavesdropped on me talking to the master?"

"There is a compartment in this stone chamber, so how can you eavesdrop on it just by saying eavesdropping?" The old Taoist priest snorted: "But you are right, I eavesdropped."

Since it is soundproof, how did he eavesdrop on it? Does he have any means to eavesdrop on others through soundproof walls? Is this so powerful?

"Old Taoist priest, you are so awesome and brag. I'll give you a thumbs up." Ye Xiong gave a thumbs up.

"I'm already here, and I didn't think about asking for your money when doing things for you, just because you're pitiful. There are not many times, so I'm going to go out quickly. You really don't need my help to do anything?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head and closed his eyes.

"Since you don't need to help, I'll leave, and there will be no future."

After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he ran to the entrance of the cave and drilled down.

"Wait a minute." The old Taoist priest suddenly shouted.

"I said, what do you want to do?" Ye Xiong got up and said angrily.

"Come here, I'll give you something."

The old Taoist priest called out something as big as a palm and square as talisman paper from his body, and placed it on the ground in front of him.

"What is this? Is it a gossip pattern?" Ye Xiong picked it up, looked around and found that there was a small button at the bottom, which was very strange.

"Since we meet, it's fate. You can accept this thing. It can save your life at a critical moment." After saying that, the old Taoist priest closed his eyes again.

"Can this thing save my life?"

Ye Xiong looked left and right, and looked up and down. This was not a machine weapon or a shell. The key was that it was so thin that it could not even hide the silver needle. How could he save people?

Could it be that something will emerge from the Tai Chi portrait.

"Old Taoist, thank you."

After a kindness, Ye Xiong was embarrassed to refuse and accepted it.

"By the way, how do you use this thing?"

"Gogle is about threatening things, just press the button."

"Thank you, old Taoist priest, I'll leave first."

Ye Xiong got into the hole and was about to leave.

As soon as he got into half of his body, the old Taoist priest suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute."

Ye Xiong's face was dark. Does this old Taoist priest want to play with him or have a problem with his brain? Is there half of the words left?
Chapter completed!