Chapter 13 This is good, this fried chicken suits me
This is actually normal.
From Mei Chaofeng's point of view, the defection of her and Chen Xuanfeng back then was a secret of the sect, and it was impossible for ordinary people to know.
Not to mention that he can even call the four senior brothers by their names, and he can also tell the story of senior brother Qu Lingfeng in a sensible way.
When we were on Peach Blossom Island, Qu Lingfeng was the oldest and took great care of her juniors and sisters. She was also the most valued disciple of Huang Yaoshi, and the one most likely to inherit the mantle, because of her and Chen Xuanfeng's actions. After being implicated, not only was she expelled from Peach Blossom Island, but she also died at the hands of Ouchi guards. Can she not blame herself and feel guilty?
"A dead person cannot be resurrected." Chu Pingsheng patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, Brother Qu passed away peacefully."
Mei Chaofeng glanced at the hand on his shoulder, and his expression changed: "How do I know you didn't lie to me?"
"Do you want me to take you to Jiangnan and dig out his body for examination? Or maybe I go to Guiyun Village and meet you. Junior Brother Lu?”
“…”
Mei Chaofeng stopped talking.
After almost a minute, he said in a slightly gentle voice: "Boy, what is your name?"
"My name is Bai Xiaosheng."
"Tell me, what do you want to learn? ?”
“What is your most powerful martial art?”
“Of course it’s the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.”
"Then don't learn."
Mei Chaofeng gritted his teeth in anger: "Are you kidding me?"
Chu Pingsheng caught a glimpse of the silver whip she put aside and became interested: "Do you know how to whip?"
He knew that the "Nine Yin Manual" written by Huang Shang is divided into two volumes. The first volume is the general outline and internal skills, and the second volume records various external skills. Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng What was stolen was the second volume of the "Nine Yin Manual", but the specific external skills were not mentioned in the TV series. Anyway, he remembered the famous Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
“Yes.”
"What kind of whip technique are you using?"
"White python whip technique."
"No more? Please introduce it more, like its origins, characteristics and so on."
>Mei Chaofeng said patiently: "The white python whip technique is treacherous and changeable. As the saying goes, one inch long means one inch strong. Once practiced to a high level, it can move like a spiritual snake, stretch and contract freely, and tactfully follow one's heart."
One inch long. With an inch of strength, the spirit snake moves out, stretching and contracting freely, and tactfully and freely.
Chu Pingsheng recited these good words and thought to himself, isn't this tailor-made for me? One day when the magic power is perfected, Diao Chan will be on his waist...
"This is good, this is suitable for me, this is it. "
"In that case, go and find a long whip. In the next few days, I will teach you the essentials of the white python whip in return for your life-saving grace."
Chu Pingsheng said: "Can't this silver whip work?"
Mei Chaofeng knew that he was talking about his usual silver whip, so he patiently explained: "My silver whip looks like It's soft, but actually very heavy, not..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a roaring sound inside the cave.
Woo!
Pop!
Gululu...
A stone the size of a millstone rolled down not far away, followed by a crackling rain of debris.
"How could it be!"
When she held Bai Xiaosheng's veins just now, she felt that his meridians were empty, with no internal strength at all. Just as Qu Lingfeng said, he had nothing but the most perfect horizontal kung fu. , more than enough defense, not enough offense.
She originally wanted to say that without deep inner strength, most people would not be able to hold it steadily, let alone spin and wave it.
What’s the result? Even if you only listened, you would know that you had misjudged her again. The boy was not only rough-skinned and thick-bodied, but he was also wielding her long whip with brute strength.
“What did you say?” Chu Pingsheng asked in hindsight. "No...nothing."
"Let's start."
"Start?"
"Teach me the white python whip technique."
"..."
Mei Chaofeng was a little helpless and could only sigh, took the silver whip and demonstrated the white python whip technique.
……
Two hours later.
Listening to the crackling sound and whimpering in front of him, Mei Chaofeng's expression was a little dull.
Numbly wood.
Mainly because I was surprised more on this day than in the previous ten years combined.
Although the White Python Whip Technique and the Nine Yin White Bone Claws are quick martial arts, it took her and Chen Xuanfeng nearly two months to practice them to the point where they could initially use them against the enemy. What about the boy? In just two hours, he was able to play well.
Yes, for beginners, the biggest difficulty is how to combine internal force with wrist strength to activate the long whip like an arm and a finger. Chu Pingsheng is different. He only needs to control the strength of his hands, which greatly reduces the difficulty of learning. However, even so, this talent is astonishing.
"Okay, let's go here first." Mei Chaofeng sat cross-legged on the stone platform and said expressionlessly: "Yang Kang will be here to deliver food in a while, don't you have a problem with him? ? Let’s go quickly.”
“What do you think of the progress?”
"Not bad."
Chu Pingsheng curled his lips, disapproving.
Even if he doesn’t have much idea about martial arts, he has never eaten pork or seen a pig running? Even the quickest "Evil-Resisting Sword Technique" will take several months of practice to achieve a small success. He has learned all the moves and changes of the white python whip in a short time, but is it acceptable? What a liar.
To say that this [Mahayana Bliss Demonic Body] is really powerful, not only is it a dimensionality-reducing blow to these martial arts masters in terms of defensive power, but it even gives him unparalleled learning talent.
"Then I'll go and come back later."
He looked at the rope leading to the ground: "Can you teach me another light skill?"
"Boy, I advise you not to push your limits."
"I wonder if Yang Kang has What happened yesterday tells you that when he used the Nine Yin White Bone Claws on the ring, Wang Chuyi of the Quanzhen Sect was right next to him, and he recognized at a glance that it was not Qiu Chuji who taught him. So do you think that, faced with the questioning of the Quanzhen Seventh Son, Yang Kang Will you tell me your whereabouts? With your leg problem now, what do you think your chances are of winning against the righteous people? There is a slang in my hometown, don’t put all your eggs in one basket."
Mei Chaofeng knew what he meant by this.
"Okay, I will teach you a light body kung fu tomorrow. However, something went wrong while I was practicing and my legs cannot move. You can only learn it on your own."
"No problem."
Chu Pingsheng walked quickly to the bottom of the wellhead, grabbed the rope and climbed up one foot at a time.
Mei Chaofeng sat quietly on the stone platform, her eyelashes trembling slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.
......
Chu Pingsheng came out of the dry well and found that it was already time to light the lamp. He hurried back to the yard where he lived and saw a servant in red from a distance. Walking back and forth in the corridor, looking anxious.
He coughed lightly from behind, and the man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly told the purpose of coming to find the person. It turned out that Wanyan Honglie invited him to go to the Fushou Hall for a banquet. Master Lingzhi, Peng Lianhu and others were all there, so he was the only one left The new top master in Prince Zhao's palace has become the new master.
Chu Pingsheng didn’t think much and followed his servants to the Fushou Hall. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Wanyan Honglie sitting on the main seat opposite the door. The seat on the left was empty, and the seat on the right was occupied. He is a handsome and elegant man dressed in white and holding a folding fan.
Isn’t this Ouyang Ke from White Camel Villa?
Oh, Hongmen Banquet.
(End of this chapter)