In the end, there was a woman from the Jia family business traveler, Jin Ping and her son Jia Sidao, who faced the military martial arts of Beihuang Town with real swords and guns. Jin Ping had the moves that should be made, and he also had to be made.

It turned out that Jin Ping didn't know that the Dalu Dynasty was involved, but she had been secretly dating Yinggang. The shopkeeper of the Jia family, who was separated by the horse bandits' corpse, was nothing more than a puppet.

Unable to withstand Ying Gang's lobbying, Jin Ping agreed to this trip to Beihuang. Using her relationship with the Jin family in Binhai City, she bought some magic weapons that had been tampered with by others and sold them to Beihuang Town, which was a disaster to Beihuang Town.

Jin Ping is indeed a short-sighted woman. She was deceived by Ying Gang to Beihuang Town in a few words. The magic weapon purchased at a high price was sold at a low price, and both the money was lost and the people were compensated. She also lost her husband.

When Su Yun heard this, he almost laughed and handed over how to deal with Jin Ping to Xing Zhen. Mr. Baiyi looked at Jia Si himself.

Xing Zhen thought for a long time, considering that Jin Ping was just being used and did not have direct grudges with Beihuang. After thinking about it over and over again, he decided to drive the mother and daughter out of Beihuang County, if he was found to be killed without mercy. As for the treasure of Jia's strange object, it was kept as a punishment for doing something wrong this time.

Su Yun was meaningless about this, but just asked Xing Zhen meaningfully: "I'm sure I'll let them go? I may be a difficult enemy in the future."

Xing Zhen smirked and scratched his head: "Who can tell the truth about the future? At least not now."

Su Yun was satisfied with Xing Zhen's answer, touched Xing Zhen's head and said, "It's not too long since the Sword Sect recruits disciples, so there is no need to go back to the youth training camp. I have been to Shangwu these days and learn how to use the secret energy with him."

Then Su Yun seemed reluctant to leave and reminded: "There is not much time, let's go now."

Xing Zhen accepted it happily, bowed and left.

Looking at the back of the boy with swordsman, Su Yun sighed: "I should have been an unrestrained young man, but he was arranged by fate. I have to run around and work hard. When can God open his eyes and give his children a happy childhood?"

Fang Zicheng, who was standing next to Su Yun, asked in confusion: "Why didn't Uncle Shang accept Xing Zhen as his disciple? Is it because Uncle Shang's realm is not enough?"

"No, the master does not have to be very strong. The key is to see whether the master can teach his disciples to go on the right path. Shang Wu can teach Zheng Zhen to be stronger, but he cannot teach Zheng Zhen what is right or wrong."

Fang Zicheng also bowed to Su Yun and said, "Disciple has received teaching."

As Su Yun said, Shang Wu has unique insights into the superposition and hidden power of martial arts. He has not concealed Xing Zhen and taught him all the shortcomings. All the shortcomings are revealed one by one.

As night fell, Xing Zhen practiced for a day and a night, the power of the dark energy was either fast or slow. The force could be emitted, and the timing was always three points lower.

Shang Wu finally saw Xing Zhen’s dullness in martial arts, and asked in surprise: “How did you practice your solid foundation in the second realm?”

Xing Zhen has no stigma towards Shang Wu and blurted out: "Practice day after day."

Shang Wu almost burst into blood when he heard this, and said dissatisfied: "How many days can I practice the hidden power well? I have been slow to react. Without some specialties, how could the Sword Sect accept you as a disciple?"

Shang Wu said it was not without reason. Xing Zhen was guilty and thought for a moment: "Or Uncle Shang would accompany me to practice for a while to see if he could master the hidden power in the battle."

"No, if you don't use the hidden power well, it will not only hurt others but also hurt yourself. My realm is too high, and you can easily break your hidden power and reverse it and hurt you."

After saying that, Shang Wu did not forget to repeatedly remind: "Remember that when you cannot use dark energy freely, don't use it when fighting with others. If you encounter warriors who have too different realms, using dark energy is equivalent to committing suicide."

Xing Zhen focused on it: "I have recorded it. Uncle Shang can use his second-level strength to fight me. In this way, even if I crack my hidden power, I will not seriously injure me. It doesn't matter if I suffer some pain, I can bear it."

Shang Wu pulled the corner of his mouth and said helplessly: "Okay, for you to master the hidden power as soon as possible, I have sacrificed my old face."

The man in black and the boy in black were fists and feet in the dark. Not long after, Xing Zhen, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, exclaimed: "Why is Uncle Shang's second realm so powerful this time? It's different from the clouds three months ago. Can Uncle Shang's current realm still increase the strength of the foundation?"

Shang Wu's face was not blushing and his heart was not beating: "Last time at Su Yun, I was worried that I would hurt you and have some reservations. Didn't I see how strong my last blow was that day? That is my true strength in the second realm."

Xing Zhen didn't think too much, but his will to refuse was burning. He was beaten and grinned and completely left behind. All his thoughts were hidden powers of Shangwu teaching.

Internal force stimulates the initiation, and divides the internal and external forces. External forces damage the muscles and bones, and internal forces shake the tendons and veins. They complement each other and rely on each other. External forces are strong and domineering like a storm. The internal forces are gentle and peaceful, but they are undercurrents. If they don’t move, they will be crazy.

The mind has some ideas and strength, but Xing Zhen seems to have found a certain feeling. But there is a faint layer of paper covering it, making this feeling hazy and unreal.

This beating was not in vain. Although I could not control the dark power, I saw a glimmer of light.

The fourteen punches that were expected were superimposed, and Shang Wu's silk was not moved, and Xing Zhen was blown away.

The man in black stepped forward and helped Xing Zhen up, looked at the face of green and purple. Yu Xin couldn't bear to say, "We'll end today, and we'll continue tomorrow."

Xing Zhen was not forcing him, and he giggled: "It seems that I have found some feeling and continue tomorrow."

Back at the residence and sitting on a chair waiting for the meal, Shang suddenly stood up after seeing Xing really look embarrassed.

He stepped forward and pulled Xing Zhen down. He took out his handkerchief and gently wiped his bruised face, feeling extremely distressed.

"Tell my aunt, who beat you like this. It's a big deal, right? There are still people in Beihuang Town who dare to bully Xing Zhen like this. I'll break his tendons and see who dares to bully Xing Zhen in the future."

Shang Wu shrank his neck and handed Xing Zhen a look.

The latter said knowingly: "Auntie is too worried. I am stupid. I can't master the right amount of time when practicing secret energy. I made myself like this, and my skin is still healing quickly, so I will be safe tomorrow."

"Stop, my own man is a warrior, so I don't know what the secret is. If I don't say it, right? I'll ask Shang Wu."

Shang revealed the lie of Xing Zhen in one sentence, turned to look at his man, his attitude was completely different. He said coldly: "Say, who beat Xing Zhen like this? You have the final say in the entire military camp, don't tell me you don't know."

Shang Wu regretted that he was not doing anything lightly or severely, and he wanted to slap himself twice at this moment. He was questioned by his wife, but he didn't dare to tell the truth.

He smiled apologized and said, "It was like this when I saw Xing Zhen. He didn't tell me who beat me."

The silly man is also stupid when he smiles, and his uneasy guilt is well concealed.

Not talking about one, the other didn't know. Shang's family became even more furious. He pointed at Shang Wu and cursed: "You useless man, where is the ability to bully your wife at home? If you can't understand such a small matter, you are still the governor of the Yellow-Tou Langjun."

"You go check it out for me now. Whoever beats the stern like this? If you can't find out, don't come back and stay outside."

Shang Wu felt so aggrieved that he thought for a long time and said, "When did I bully my wife at home?"

"I said there is, and now I will check and ask." Shang did not give Shang Wu a chance to argue. The man who had just entered the house was pushed out of the door by his wife.

After dealing with Shang Wu, he faced Xing Zhen again. Shang's attitude was immediately gentle. He pulled Xing Zhen to the dining table, pressed him down on the chair and urged him: "You eat first, aunt will cook some herbs for you."

Xing is really hard to say: "Thank you aunt, it's really not about Uncle Shang's business. Let him come back for dinner. It's not good to be seen by his subordinates!"

"What's wrong with it? It's not the first time you have been seen. Uncle Shang is used to it, and his subordinates are used to it. Have a safe meal, I'll go." Shang left anxiously.

It seems that he often does things like rushing Shang Wu out of the family. Shang has no psychological burden at all and is as accustomed to it as usual.

Xing Zhen was helpless. Aunt Shang was still the same as Aunt Shang in the past, and it had not changed at all. I guess after finishing the work, I would make excuses to deliver food to Uncle Shang outside the door.

As the governor of the Yellow-headed Langjun, the merchants still maintain a simple style. Most of the vegetables on the tables are available, and you can occasionally see some meat.

Only the plate of fried pork with bamboo shoots in front of Xing Zhen is the most special, with more meat than bamboo shoots. The shallow plate with small bases is not much, and it is only enough for Xing Zhen to eat alone.

The boy sipped a few symbolically, and he liked various vegetables more. Aunt Shang's craftsmanship has not changed, and the taste of cooking vegetables is unique.

Xing Zhen has only felt the long-lost taste of the long-lost feeling at Mr. Su and Uncle Shang's home. He used to be in a copycat, but now he has disappeared.

Soon, Shang took the fried herbs and wiped Xing Zhen while asking, "Why is the fried bamboo shoots made by Auntie is not delicious?"

"No, no, they are all delicious. I prefer the vegetables made by my aunt." Xing Zhen answered truthfully.

Shang smiled knowingly: "Okay, I'll make more vegetables for you tomorrow."

"Thank you, Aunt Shang."

As expected, help Xing Zhen apply herbs, Shang found an empty bowl, and put a little of each dish into it. Pour all the fried bamboo shoots into the empty bowl, occupying half of the bowl.

Shang explained with a smile: "General Bai He came back today. He was single and fooled all day long. I'll go and send him some food."

"Okay, Aunt Shang, please do it first." Xing Zhen knew that the youth training camp had just experienced a big battle and had a lot of things. General Bai He had no time to escape, so how could he return to the Huangtou Langjun?

Without exposing Shang's bad excuses, I like to see such Uncle Shang and Aunt Shang. They beat and scolded every day, but their feelings became deeper and deeper.

Men do not have the so-called love for the new and tired of the old, and will not stay at the young and beautiful girl for a long time. Women will not be fickle. Although they can’t be needled and threaded, they can cook good food and good food. Nothing can be bought by a couple easily? In their small days, they only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals.

For several days, Xing Zhen's nose and face were swollen, and Shang Wu was kicked out of the house.

It was another night, and Shang Wu looked serious: "Today is the last time to practice with you, unless you are not attracted by the Sword Sect and run back in shame."

Xing Zhenzheng focused on it: "Give everything to do and leave it to fate."

Then Xing Zhen was beaten up again, and the hazy tissue paper in the pain suddenly shattered, and Xing Zhen's eyes suddenly became clear.

After the 14th punch of the internal force was superimposed, the hidden force that was exploring the way of the door followed. Xing Zhen was suspicious, why Uncle Shang on the opposite side was shocked first, then calm, and finally surprised.

In the past few days, Uncle Shang, who has suppressed the second realm, has obviously no equal to the fourteenth punch. Today, with the hidden power that I just realized, why is it still not the same as the four.

Xing Zhen couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Where is the limit of Uncle Shang's second realm? Why can't you see the edge?"

Shang Wu casually clapped his palms: "You can't say it, you can't say it, you will know it when you have a high level."

Suddenly a flash of fireflies passed by the night sky, and a flying sword as big as a palm came in an instant.

Xing Zhen was shocked and hurriedly reminded: "Uncle Shang be careful."

The man in black, Shang Wu, didn't care at all, waved his hand and said, "It's not a problem."

I saw the flying sword reaching Shang Wu's forehead, turning the sword body, and knocking Shang Wu's forehead with the hilt. Dongdongdong, although there was no point in the sword, the knocking force was quite large.

At the same time, Shang's angrily scolded him from afar: "Damn Shangwu, it turns out that you are the third level of martial arts. He has actually sneaked up to the fourth level. He is really bullying my family's punishment. He has the ability to play a few moves with me."
Chapter completed!