But it was said that Xiao Longnu was pulled out of the stone room by Granny Sun, with a cold look showing dissatisfaction: "Grandma Sun, why did you drag me out? Could it be that what he wants us to see is terrible?"

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Grandma Sun was speechless for a while. She didn't know how to talk to her, so she had to change the topic and said:

"Girl, that fat Taoist priest said crazy things about renting a bed. He obviously heard about the benefits of our ancient tomb sect's cold jade bed from somewhere. He broke into the tomb this time, most likely just for this cold jade bed.

Come!"

Xiao Longnu frowned slightly and said, "How can this be done? I want to go back and drive him away from the ancient tomb!" After saying that, he turned around and returned to the stone chamber.

Granny Sun quickly stretched out her hand to stop him: "No, girl, didn't you just say that you were not his opponent? If you want him to leave, he will definitely not obey, and it will definitely be you, girl, who will suffer the consequences!"

Xiao Longnu's face didn't change much, and she still said coldly: "So what, if I lose, I'll just let him take my life!"

The ancient tomb sect's inner strength and mental method cultivates twelve less and twelve more.

The Twelve Young Masters are ‘less thoughts, less thoughts, less desires, less things, less talk, less laughter, less sorrow, less happiness, less joy, less anger, less good things, and less evil’.

The twelve more are: 'Thinking too much will make the spirit sluggish, thinking too much will cause the energy to be scattered, having too many desires will damage the mind, being too busy will cause physical fatigue, talking too much will cause shortness of breath, laughing too much will cause liver damage, being worried will make the heart frightened, and being happy will make the heart frightened.

Too much joy will lead to forgetfulness and confusion; too much anger will lead to unstable pulses; too much good will lead to confusion without cure; too much evil will lead to scorching and unrest.'

To be honest, among the "twelve young men" and "twelve more men", the latter is the foundation of internal strength and health preservation, while the former cannot be complimented.

Let’s talk about the latter first. The word “many” is used well, but it means superfluous and unnecessary. Everything must be in moderation. If it exceeds the standard, it will be superfluous.

"More than twelve" refers to the disadvantages of exaggerating and underestimating.

But there is no reason for this 'Twelve Young Masters'. In Huang Shaohong's view, it is a martial arts created by Lin Chaoying on impulse after he suffered a serious emotional injury. It is completely the product of anti-human nature.

‘More’ means excess and there is a bottom line, ‘just beyond’ means more, but there is no fixed bottom line for this little. People who practice Qigong are required to have as little emotion as possible.

In this way, apart from reducing facial expressions and thus achieving the effect of preserving the appearance, it has no benefit. It will also slowly weaken various emotions and cause the person to lose the temperament that a human being should have.

And the current Xiao Longnu has this sign. When it comes to life and death, she doesn't care at all. Others are free and easy and have no major issues except death. For her, life and death are not something worth caring about. Human nature,

Emotions were completely suppressed by the mentality of the 'Twelve Young Masters'.

Granny Sun naturally knew this, but she was a servant of the Ancient Tomb Sect, so she had no right to say anything. She could only worry secretly on weekdays, but today when she saw Xiaolong trying to fight that nasty little fat Taoist priest, she was

We can no longer sit back and ignore it.

Seeing that Xiao Longnu was about to return to the stone room after finishing speaking, Grandma Sun quickly stopped her: "Wait a minute, my dear, I have a plan that should allow him to leave the ancient tomb on his own!"

Xiao Longnu stopped and asked in surprise: "What's the plan?"

Grandma Sun smiled slightly, with a proud smile on her ugly face:

"The two little Taoist priests must eat and drink. After a while, I hid all the rice, grains and vegetables in the ancient tomb elsewhere. When they couldn't stand the hunger anymore, they would naturally leave the ancient tomb and look for food outside.

When the time comes, I will inform the Quanzhen Seventh Son, and Quanzhen will naturally deal with the traitors."

Xiao Longnu thought for a moment, then nodded: "It would be best if it can be so natural!"

She thought for a moment, and then together with Grandma Sun, she moved the vegetables and rice.

While they were busy, three large sticks of butter wax were lit in the stone room, which was brightly lit. Huang Shaohong was happily eating hot pot and singing, and there were two large bottles of Coke beside him.

While he was eating, he asked Jingcheng beside him to eat meat and drink.

Jingcheng held the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and said with a smile: "It's so delicious. I haven't eaten meat for several years. There is also this sweet soy sauce called Coke. Although it has a Chinese medicinal smell, if you drink a few more sips, it will taste better."

It will taste delicious”

"By the way, senior brother, are you the reincarnation of a god? Why do you have everything? Where did you receive the Scripture Pavilion?"

Huang Shaohong's mouth that was chewing pieces of meat suddenly stopped, his smile froze on his face, and slowly turned cold, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Jingcheng was a little confused and timidly said: "Senior brother, what's wrong, don't scare me?"

Huang Shaohong said coldly: "You have discovered such a secret that I am a god. I am thinking about whether I should kill someone and silence them? For the sake of being in the same family, I can let you choose the way to die. Tell me.

How do you want to die?"

"I choose to hold on to death!"

Not only was Jingcheng not afraid, but he took advantage of this opportunity and took out all the pieces of meat in front of Huang Shaohong and ate them.

"Damn, you kid!"

Huang Shaohong laughed and cursed, and began to continue eating and drinking.

After finishing the meal, Huang Shaohong packed all the hot pot items into his bag, lit up a cigarette, puffed out the smoke, and began to enjoy the pleasure of having a cigarette after the meal.

Jingcheng saw a lot of Huang Shaohong's magic today. He didn't ask him about cigarettes. He just asked:

"Senior brother, you said there is a treasure in the Ancient Tomb Sect. Could it be the blue-striped stone bed?"

Huang Shaohong, who was puffing away the mist, nodded. He didn't hide anything, and directly explained the magic of the Han Jade Bed that allowed internal energy to operate on its own, which made his mouth water.

He said in surprise: "We can only practice internal energy for two hours a day in Quanzhen Sect. Now if we sleep on this bed and don't get off, and the inner energy is running on its own, then it won't be possible to practice for twelve hours. Wouldn't the cultivation speed be as fast as before?"

Six times?”

Huang Shaohong chuckled: "That's pretty much it, so I'm determined to get this bed!"

After he finished speaking, he put out the cigarette in his hand, walked over and sat directly on the stone bed. He suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness as he stepped down on the stone bed, as if he was sitting on a thousand-year-old ice.

When the cold air enters the body, Huang Shaohong's 'Golden Bell Qi' and 'Eternal Life Qi' start to circulate on their own to dispel the coldness in his body. This movement of Qi is the same as when he meditates and practices Qi.

Huang Shaohong only occupied half of the Hanyu bed, leaving half for Jingcheng.

However, this kid's internal energy was low, and he couldn't hold on after just sitting on the cold jade bed for a while. The more he sat, the colder he got. He couldn't help but tremble all over, and his upper and lower rows of teeth were chattering against each other.

The little Taoist priest couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped out of bed and bounced around for a while before he recovered. Then he smiled bitterly at Huang Shaohong and said: "My hands and feet are numb from the cold. This is too uncomfortable!"

Huang Shaohong laughed: "The foundation of Quanzhen Neigong is good, but other aspects are a bit worse. Later I will find a powerful Neigong book for you to practice. It won't be too late for you to sit on this bed by then!"

After he finished speaking, he saw that Jingcheng was a little sleepy, and then he remembered that the two of them didn't seem to have much rest all night, so he took out a quilt from his bag and gave it to Jingcheng to make a bed on the floor and have a good rest.

Huang Shaohong himself sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed, allowing the two kinds of Qi in his body to circulate on their own, while he concentrated on practicing the visualization methods in the 'Lotus Book'.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of children crying could be heard faintly in the ancient tomb. The more the crying, the sadder it became, which made him feel so uncomfortable that he couldn't think of meditating quietly.

Huang Shaohong thought for a while and thought that this was a trick played by Granny Sun and Xiao Longnu. They wanted to scare him away. He shook his head in a funny way: "You want to play Tomb Raider with me? I wonder if my wife is Laura!" "

He immediately got out of bed and walked outside, wanting to expose the tricks played by Xiao Longnu and Grandma Sun, and to tell the two women not to be so childish. He told them clearly, let alone pretending to cry, even if you pretend to have a difficult childbirth, I will never give up. He left on the cold jade bed.

As a result, he found the stone room where the crying came from. Before he could open the door and go in to see what was going on, he heard Xiao Longnu's cold voice coming from inside: "Grandma Sun, this child keeps crying, what is he doing?"

Then Grandma Sun's voice came out: "I have no choice but to persuade him."

After a long moment of silence, Xiao Longnu's voice sounded again, with only one word of comfort. As Nuan Xin, she only heard her say:

"If you cry again, I'll beat you to death!"

Just after she said this, a boy cried: "Kill me, I don't want to live anyway!"

Huang Shaohong raised his brows, pushed the door open, and saw a young man lying there on an ordinary stone bed under a weak candlelight. Wasn't it Yang Guo, or who?

When he opened the door and entered, the three people in the room also saw him. Xiao Longnu, who was sitting on a stone bench, frowned slightly, while Granny Sun beside her also frowned and asked:

"What are you doing here?"

Yang Guo obviously recognized Huang Shaohong's appearance, and his cries gradually became smaller in surprise. He used to be at odds with this 'Lu Qingdu', but today his impression of him was greatly changed. After hearing what he had done, he felt even more sad. A sense of admiration for heroes arose faintly.

Especially, when Yang Guo heard that 'Lu Qingdu' had single-handedly broken through the Tiangang Beidou Formation of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, he even had the idea that this is what a man should do.

It was precisely because of this inconsistent impression that when he saw Huang Shaohong, he didn't know what to call him.

Huang Shaohong ignored Grandma Sun and Xiao Longnu and asked Yang Guo directly: "How did you get here?"

He was really confused. Logically speaking, he had exposed Zhao Zhijing's ugly face, so why did Yang Guo still escape from Chongyang Palace and join the Ancient Tomb Sect!

Yang Guo sobbed a few times and then said: "It wasn't because of you. They said I colluded with you to frame Zhao Zhijing. I ran out in a rage. They even sent people to chase me. Fortunately, my mother-in-law saved me!"

Granny Sun looked at Yang Guo with a kind look in her eyes, and then she said, "Poor child!" Apparently she had already learned what happened from Yang Guo's mouth.

Huang Shaohong felt ashamed. Originally, he wanted to help Yang Guo, and he did, but because of his subsequent actions, he was implicated again, causing the boy to return to his original fate.

He thought for a while and then said: "How about I accept you as my apprentice, and I will definitely make you better than your Uncle Guo in the future?"

Yang Guo wiped his tears and sneered: "When I, Uncle Guo, went to Chongyang Palace, how dare you say such a thing!"

Huang Shaohong laughed and did not refute. He waved his hand and turned around to leave. He had passed the opportunity. Since he was unwilling, it meant that he was not destined to be a master and a disciple.

When he walked out of the stone room, he heard Xiao Longnu's voice: "His injury is not a problem, mother-in-law, just take him out!"

Huang Shaohong did not expect that things would develop next, just like in the original work. Everything was back on track. Grandma Sun took Yang to the Chongyang Palace to try to resolve the dispute, but in the end she was seriously injured at the hands of Hao Datong.

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But Xiao Longnu appeared in time, used ancient tomb martial arts to restrain the whole town's martial arts, injured Hao Datong, fought back Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi, and returned to the Tomb of the Living Dead with Yang Guo and Granny Sun, who was seriously injured and died.

Because Hao Datong accidentally killed Granny Sun, the Chongyang Palace gave up pursuing Yang Guo's case. Both parties felt a little sad about this incident.

When Huang Shaohong heard the sound of crying again, he was quite impatient. When he followed the crying again and found the previous stone room, he found that Granny Sun was lying on the stone bed with no breathing and heartbeat.

Xiao Longnu sat in front of the stone bed and remained silent.

Yang Guo fell on Grandma Sun, sobbing and crying non-stop.

Huang Shaohong walked over and stretched out his hand to squeeze Grandma Sun's wrist. Her hand was not stiff, and it was obvious that her blood had not yet solidified just after her death.
To be continued...