Chapter 88

From this point of view, there is basically nothing about virtual bamboo. In fact, Yang Xuan doesn't want to snatch the opportunities of the protagonists, but now he is full of curiosity. If he snatches the opportunities of virtual bamboo, can he become powerful.

When Su Xinghe saw Yang Xuan crack zhenlongqi Bureau, the whole person was excited and said, "come on, I'll take you to see someone."

"Don't worry first. If you meet people, you should have a gift." As soon as Yang Xuan's voice fell, he came to Ding Chunqiu with Lingbo's micro step.

"Ding laoguai, borrow something from you." Yang Xuan stretched out his hand.

"Hum, although you are the most famous young generation, you are nothing to the old fairy." Ding Chunqiu is ready to kill Yang Xuan after he says.

But I didn't expect that I had just said good words, and my head had fallen to the ground. Before I died, I was still thinking about how to torture Yang xuanliwei.

The disciples of Xingxiu sect were in a panic for a moment. After all, their backbone was dead. Yang Xuan did not let go of these people who were good at making poisons. As soon as Beiming divine skill was absorbed, the people of Xingxiu sect turned into dust.

Yang Xuan took Ding Chunqiu's head and walked into the cave without Yazi.

In the cave, there was no furniture. Only one person sat in the middle and showed the light. He had to be three feet long. He didn't have a white hair, his face was like a crown of jade, and there were no half a silk wrinkles. He was not young, but he was still in high spirits and elegant demeanor.

"I've seen Wu Yazi face-to-face in Xiayang Xuan. This head is a gift for the elder." Yang Xuan left Ding Chun's wife's head in front of wuyazi.

Although I haven't seen Ding Chunqiu for many years, how can I forget the enemy of betraying the teacher.

"Young man, although I don't know how you can hold Ding Chunqiu's head, I still want to thank you for fulfilling my wishes for many years." Wu Yazi laughed happily.

"I came to see you today to ask for some knowledge of martial arts." Yang Xuan said respectfully.

"Young Xia, please say." Wuyazi said faintly. There's still no problem in practicing martial arts for a lifetime.

Yang Xuan said everything. Although Yang Xuan's martial arts moves are systematically infused and can be understood, it's a pity that he doesn't understand many basic things at all. Now there is a martial arts master. I don't need to ask more.

People outside have scattered. Yang Xuan and wuyazi are still talking to each other. They start talking from the basic. When they talk about high-end problems, wuyazi finds that Yang Xuan's ideas are unrestrained, and sometimes they don't follow common sense at all. For example, wuyazi always thought that the physical body of a martial artist was not very important, but Yang Xuan directly confused wuyazi. What is the world of suffering, the physical body is a ship, and the soul is a human being. Both are indispensable. Although wuyazi is a little tired of listening, it's really a bit reasonable to think about TMD.

After a long discussion today, I finally got stuck at a joint point, because there is no systematic division of some martial arts realm in Tianlong world, but Yang Xuan has a systematic division of his own realm, so at this time, the conflict between the two worlds comes, but it is obvious that Wu Yazi listens more. Yang Xuan's popular internal skill realm is divided into the lowest, the third, the second and the first, The day after tomorrow, congenital, great master, martial arts golden elixir.

"What stage do you think you and I are in?" After hearing such a detailed division, wuyazi didn't go through a good strange way.

"I guess I'm at the top of the first-class peak, and you should reach the peak the day after tomorrow." Yang Xuan thought and said.

"Ah, I thought I was a master." No Yazi had no choice but to say.

"Don't think there's nothing. In this world, it's estimated that only one person is congenital and, of course, hidden. That's not what I can know." Yang xuandao.

"Moreover, if you are born, if you stand and let Ding Chunqiu fight, he can't hurt you. After all, there is vigorous Qi after birth. Generally, the attack under birth can't be broken. Moreover, after breaking through the birth, Ren Du's two veins have been opened up, the two bridges of heaven and earth are connected, and the internal power is endless. It's hard for you to die." Yang Xuan explained.

"It turns out that there are so powerful experts in the world. It's really ignorant." No cliff shakes its head.

"I'm ready to flash. It's better for a few days. I have no problem talking for a while. I'm afraid you can't carry an old bone." Yang Xuan said kindly. After all, an old man in his 90s has tirelessly answered Yang Xuan's various questions and laughed at Yang Xuan's cold jokes. From the heart, Yang Xuan still respects wuyazi.

"Yang Xuan is a little friendly these days. Can you please do something?" No Yazi road.

"Oh, what's the matter? Is it to help you find your daughter or your wife?" Yang Xuan joked.

"I have no interest in earthly affairs. My children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and I don't have to be mixed too much. I want to give you my internal skill and the leader. Just help me manage the Xiaoyao sect. How about it?" Wu Yazi looked at Yang xuandao with hope.

Yang Xuan was silent. After half a ring, he said, "do you know that if you don't have your internal skills, you will basically die immediately."

"How come I don't know, but I've lived long enough, I've lived long enough, and my great revenge has been rewarded. Even if my internal power is still there, I guess I can live for a month or two." No Yazi road.

"OK, but I'm not good at managing the sect. Don't blame me if you don't do well." Yang Xuan has no bottom airway. After all, he has never managed a sect, but fortunately, Yang Xuan is a very trustworthy person and will do it if he agrees.

In this way, it takes only a few minutes to pour and absorb the internal force one by one. When you look at xiangwuyazi again, wuyazi is already a drooping old man, with wrinkles and weakness. It feels like the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

Yang Xuan sighed, "what a pity. It's a pity that a talented man like you died like this."

"Since ancient times, no one has died. No matter who the emperor, general or prime minister can escape the fate of turning into dust after a hundred years, uphold the righteousness of heaven and earth, resist the debate of six Qi, and swim infinitely for freedom." With the last sentence, wuyazi's head was powerless.

Yang Xuan silently took the seven treasures ring and shouted to the outside, "Su Xinghe, come and accompany your master on the last journey."

Surprised, Su Xinghe hurried in and saw nothing but a cliff without breath.

Su Xinghe suddenly knelt down in front of wuyazi. Looking at the white haired and wrinkled master in front of him, Su Xinghe couldn't stop crying. Thinking of the master's Chunchun teachings in the past, he taught himself without reservation. He couldn't help crying.

Looking at Su Xinghe's crying and fainting, Yang Xuan has no choice but to let Su Xinghe's disciples outside take care of him.