Chapter 1547

Ning Zhongze read the secret script, frowned and thought, and said, "the skill of a good evil sect should be practiced with a head."

"Martial nephew, you are wrong. Destroying the enemy's leader should mean the harm of attacking the enemy." Feng Qingyang said what he understood.

Yang Xuan jumped and pointed to the wind and said, "Nah, see, it's still wind and strong. That's what I mean. It's better for you to have a bad understanding. It's good for you to read more books like daozang when you're free, otherwise you won't understand the peerless secret script in your hand."

"You ~ ~" Ning Zhongze looked at Yang Xuan angrily. This is the first time that someone said he didn't read much.

"However, although the practice is crooked, I think the nine Yin white bone grasp is more powerful and poisonous than the nine Yin God claw. Unfortunately, the nine Yin white bone grasp is much worse in terms of foundation." Yang Xuan's lips were obviously a little disgusted.

"Who are you and why do you know everything about things hundreds of years ago? It gives me a sense of purpose." The wind is clear and positive.

Yang Xuan sat on the stone bench with a funny face and said, "these days, people don't believe in telling the truth, but some people believe in telling lies. I told you, it's my friend to seek defeat alone. I know a lot of martial arts and know a lot of people."

"You're not my Huashan sect. How powerful can you be? The rise of our Huashan sect doesn't need my senior brother's efforts." Rather than accept the Tao.

"Yue buqun? Hehe." Yang Xuan rubbed his chin and looked straight at Ning Zhongze. He smiled and didn't talk. Yue buqun was very unbearable, but Yang Xuan didn't do it when he said that he was his husband in front of his wife.

"What's your expression? By the way, you haven't said whether the sword sect is powerful or the Qi sect is powerful." Ning Zhongze said what he was most concerned about.

Yang Xuan took a sip of wine and slowly lit himself a cigarette. "Why do you always tangle with this kind of thing."

"I'm going to ask, who do you think is so strong?" Ning Zhongze waved his hand and fanned some of the fragrance floating to him.

"When you practice martial arts, you don't practice martial arts. When you get old, practice martial arts first and then move." Yang Xuan said and looked at his face.

Sure enough, the iron green on his face obviously didn't recognize Yang Xuan's statement.

"Don't be unconvinced. Do you think that if you are alone and seek defeat, you will be able to communicate with God? His internal skills are not weak. At least he is also the top in the world. Otherwise, how can you hold the black iron heavy sword with a weight of more than 100 Jin?"

Sure enough, hearing what Yang Xuan said, his breezy face turned away directly, like an angry child. No wonder it was an old child.

"I used to have a friend. I remember there was a floor sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple during the Northern Song Dynasty. At that time, my strength was not so strong. Do you know where he was powerful?"

"What is it?" Ning Zhong asked.

The wind was clear and moved forward, and his ears were high. Obviously, he was also very concerned.

"The sweeping monk's martial arts are very strong. His palming, boxing, fingering, leg, Sabre and sword skills are all fluent and proficient. But what's most admirable and shocking is his powerful internal skill cultivation. His three foot air wall is invincible, water and fire are invincible and invincible. No matter how good your sword skill is, you can't break his three foot air wall, and you can't even touch his body. Moreover, if your internal skill is high, you can prolong his life It can prolong life and maintain physical vitality. Therefore, in my eyes, there is no difference between sword sect and Qi sect. Both sects have gone to extremes. They are neither right nor evil. Whether they are internal skills or moves, it is the king's way to kill the enemy. "

Yang Xuan's words exploded in their minds like Huang Zhong and Da Lv. They suddenly felt that the two disputes were a little insipid and even a little tragic. A reason that was not a reason left only the third rate posture of Huashan school.

The three did not say that they had a good conversation, but also talked for a while. The sun set, and soon the sky darkened. Yang Xuan looked at the sky and said "It's a little late. Today I'm here to see how Dugu Jiujian's descendant Kung Fu is. Today's test is really worthy of its reputation. Although it's not very strong, it's also said in the past. I'm going to Xiangyang. How about going together?"

"Me?" Feng Qingyang was surprised.

"Nonsense, is it difficult to go with Mrs. Yue? I'd like to. People may not be willing." Yang Xuan aimed at Ning Zhongze and laughed.

"Bah, disciple." Ning Zhongze spat.

"The old man lives in that one-third of an acre of land day by day. He's not afraid of insects? He's so old. Why don't you go out for a trip? If you go or not, say a word." Yang Xuan stared make complaints about the way.

The old boy lives near siguoya every day. He has become an old house man. In this era, he has no mobile phone and computer. How can he stay alone? It's difficult to do it..... This kind of thing can't be thought more. He thinks more and is afraid. Yang Xuan can't help fighting a cold war.

"Go, why not? Maybe this is the last time I go outside."

"How old are you today?"

"Seventy has two."

"Oh, old boy, I can't see it. It's very tender. Your appearance says you're a scholar and some people believe it. However, I can see that your qi and blood decline. It's estimated that you can jump in a few years. If you put half of your mind on practicing sword into your internal skill, it's common to live over a hundred years."

"Poof ~ ~ ~" the breeze threw down the wine glass and cocked his beard. Obviously, he couldn't choke on Yang Xuan's words.

"I can't go yet. You don't have to curse me to die."

Yang Xuan stood up, took out a jade pendant from his arms and threw it to Ning Zhongze. "I see your face. There will be many disasters in the future. When you live or die, crush this jade pendant and I'll be there in a moment."

Ningzhong was speechless. What is a disaster? However, the jade pendant is good in color and knows what to think. After taking the jade pendant, he looked at Yang Xuan and hugged his fist at Feng Qingyang and went down the mountain.

"Hey, it's my nephew's wife anyway. Don't be crooked." The breeze is clear and Yang Xuan is malicious way.

The three chatted all afternoon and became acquainted with each other. With Yang Xuan's approachable and vernacular, they barely counted as acquaintances.

"Your martial nephew? You've lived here for so many years and don't know who he is. The city government doesn't say it. He's a hypocrite, but you Huashan's mess forced him to do so, but I think Huashan needs an owl more than a hypocrite."

"If you don't talk about him, you'd rather marry him. It's a pity that the people beside you don't know who his husband is after all these years."

"Hey, don't spit bitter water. Let's go together. Hi PI, hi PI, it's good."

"Hi, PIP?"

"Just be happy." Then he said hello to the Red Queen and the wind swept down the mountain.