"Brother Guo, do you still remember that day when I was in the middle, I used this move to Uncle Yang Tiexin?" Li Zhichang walked to the pavilion pillar with the "Flying Divine Sword in the Peach Blossom Shadow", and bent his fingers into claws. When he stretched his arm, he left a five-inch-deep claw hole behind the couplet. He used this move to lightly describe it, but the effect was very terrifying. Huang Yaoshi saw that his claw was enough to penetrate the gold and stone, so he couldn't help but be shocked. The Nine Yin Divine Claw's move was indeed magical,

However, without Li Zhichang's deep cultivation, he would never be able to use such a light weight. Hong Qigong's external skills reached the pinnacle and his eyesight was extraordinary, but he could see that the external skills contained in Li Zhichang's claw were enough to become a master of a sect, no worse than when he was in his prime. He had already practiced external skills to the extreme when he was in his prime, but in recent years, he had only entered the inside from the outside and then comprehended the martial arts principle of combining hardness and softness on the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing.

Guo Jing suddenly remembered and said, "Brother Li is the Kung Fu skill of the Nine Yin White Bone Claws. How could you learn such a weird Kung Fu?"

Li Zhichang laughed and said, "Brother Guo's martial arts use is correct, and when he uses it, he will be evil. When using it, he will only look at the person who uses it, but it is not about the quality of the skill."

The old naughty boy said, "Hey, where did you learn the skills of the Jiuyin Jing?"

Li Zhichang said: "I believe that Uncle Shi and Senior Huang knew about the story of the Chongyang Patriarch and the Tomb of the Living Dead."

Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but nod. He was also one of the parties involved. Huang Yaoshi signaled him to continue saying that Hong Qigong had heard some rumors about Lin Chaoying. These old things really aroused their interest.

Li Zhichang took a step left, accidentally put his shoulder on Yang Kang and controlled his acupoints. However, Yang Kang saw that their attention was attracted by Li Zhichang just now, and wanted to slip away quietly. He had already memorized the entire Nine Yin Scriptures, and as long as he escaped, he had been studying martial arts in the Scriptures for more than ten years, who else could kill him? But he was far from Li Zhichang after all, and Li Zhichang could not even use a move against him. If Yang Kang was willing to practice internal skills hard and the teachings of the old naughty boy during this period, even if he was still far from Li Zhichang, he would not be restrained in one move. In fact, Yang Kang had improved rapidly during this period, but he had learned all the knowledge and was well-known to Li Zhichang. Even though Li Zhichang had never seen most of the martial arts in the Scriptures, he could see it in the eyes. It was easy to deal with a rookie like Yang Kang.

Li Zhichang paused and continued to tell what he knew and his inferences. Then everyone suddenly realized that Yang Kang had such an opportunity, and he was even the little prince of the Jin Kingdom. It seems that he could not leave alive today.

Huang Yaoshi was very careful and asked, "Since he is the little prince of Jin, why did Qiu Chuji accept him as his disciple?"

Li Zhichang continued to explain why. Everyone suddenly realized that. Huang Yaoshi stretched out the jade flute and brushed it over Yang Kang's Fengchi point. Although Yang Kang could not move, he had already moved his head.

Huang Yaoshi said: "Is Mei Chaofeng dead?"

Yang Kang nodded. Only then did Yang Kang realize that he was not the little prince with golden branches and jade leaves, but the son of the old man who was performing on the street that day. Then he realized that there were countless guards around his mother's mother, so easily being kidnapped by the thieves. If she hadn't been willing, how could this happen? It was just that he could not accept his biological father. He was confused for a moment.

Huang Yaoshi cried, "Die well." He was the deceased wife and a few disciples who were expelled from the sect by him. Among them, the bitterness and pain were not told by outsiders. Huang Yaoshi cried for a while, raised the jade flute to hit the pavilion pillar, and sang, and only heard him sing, "I Liangpin's first surrender has been here for a few years. He was not created by two sects, and he was ready to taste it. The baby was extremely difficult to have a life of thin life and died early. He contained the fragrance of the flowers, and fell and followed the wind. The spirit was erratic but did not rebel, and his body was safe and safe. When he attacked the legacy, he showed his beauty and was exposed to Yu Yan. When asked when the divination was expected, the night was too much and the night was too far away. Then, I am attached to each other. I listen to the songs of people and come to shout and continue. I heard that the winter night is long, so why is it so fast? And the couple’s piece is combined, and the wise and wise are polite. If this meaning is not wrong, it is half of the whole body. I heard that the funeral is in my wife, saying that the command is heavy and sad. After walking on ice, I know the cold. Now I believe in the relationship. After the evening is dull and the morning is clear, I will be here. I enter the empty room and look at the spiritual seat, the curtains are floating and the lamp is fluttering. The lamp is fluttering, but it is floating and as if it is still there. Things have not changed, people are transformed, and the dust is produced and the wine is stopped. The spring breeze is iced, and the beginning of the sun is warm. The passing is free and far away, and the lonely soul is sad."

The old naughty boy said: "What is Huang Laoxie singing?"

Li Zhichang said: "This is a memorial pie made by Pan Yue to commemorate his deceased wife."

With a slap, the jade flute broke into two pieces. He could only hear him laughing wildly to the sky, and the more he laughed, the louder he laughed. There was a faint sense of relief in the laughter, but the more everyone heard it, the more desolate they felt. Unconsciously, the laughter turned into crying, but when he heard him crying loudly, he was extremely sad. Everyone couldn't help but crying as if they were about to cry with his sadness.

Except for Guo Jing and Yang Kang, everyone else knew that Huang Yaoshi was unruly and unrestrained, and had the legacy of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. He didn't find it strange. Finally, Huang Yaoshi said: "Boy, just write down the Nine Yin Scriptures and let me burn it to pay tribute to my deceased wife. What conditions do you have to do?"

Yang Kang looked happy and quickly wanted to say, kill me, the evil senior brother. However, when he thought that Huang Yaoshi would definitely beat Li Zhichang, the most important thing was to leave Taohua Island safely and truly understand his life experience. He wanted to speak, but he found that he could not speak, but he was anxious that he had been urged to have his acupuncture point.

Huang Yaoshi raised his thumb and index finger, and the remaining three fingers were slightly opened. His fingers stretched out like an orchid, and he was about to use the orchid to brush his fingers to untie his acupoints. At this time, the old naughty boy stretched out his hand to stop him.

Huang Yaoshi said angrily: "Botong, do you have to go against me?"

The old naughty boy said, "How do I know if you will learn the truth from your hand?"

Li Zhichang said: "Then let Junior Brother Yang write in front of everyone. He burns a piece of paper for every piece of paper. In this way, Master Huangdao will not be able to secretly learn martial arts from the true scriptures. But Master Huangdao, you have to apologize to my uncle and teach my uncle apology to him."

The old naughty boy thought: What a big deal to apologize to me, but the "finger-blinking magical power" is famous all over the world. If Huang Laoxie is willing to teach me kung fu, it would be excellent. The young disciple is smart. He is a martial artist by nature, and this time he didn't practice the martial arts of the Nine Yin Scriptures for Huang Yaoshi. Huang Laoxie has no ability to remember everything, so he didn't choose to write a page and burn a page.

Huang Yaoshi said: "Just how to tell the truth of the true scriptures?" If he was given time to check in detail, he would naturally be able to judge the roughly based on his martial arts level.

Li Zhichang said: "It depends on me."
Chapter completed!