"Forget it, it's not easy to think of you. Come and take the pen and ink," Ren Woxing shattered the internal power of the divine warrior and threw it away, and waved, "I have served you wholeheartedly for all these years. I'm afraid that I've already grown up with my inner demons and become a human being, not a ghost or a ghost. I only remember to kill Dongfang Bubai's walking corpse. Your four martial arts are low, so I can teach you a few tricks."

The four friends in Jiangnan were overjoyed, but let me sigh and said, "It's a pity that your four people have too low martial arts. Otherwise, I would be willing to use several magical skills to exchange for you to move four at a time."

Huang Zhonggong felt aroused in his heart and immediately remembered a sentence conveyed to him by the caravan from the west.

"Senior Ren, are you looking for the long-lost magical power of the Xiaoyao Sect?" Huang Zhonggong asked quickly as he ordered.

Ren Woxing was shocked and rose up quickly, and his true energy came out in full bloom, pressing the entire dungeon so that there was a crackling sound of firecrackers in the air.

"How do you know?" Ren Woxing looked at Huang Zhonggong and said sternly.

Huang Zhong Gong's resistance to the ritual of the ritual was barely kneeling down like three brothers, and said with difficulty: "I heard from an expert that all his predecessors learned in his life were in the "Star-absorbing Great Technique". However, this magical skill was derived from the "Star-Cultivation Great Technique" of the Xingsu School, and there were too many disadvantages. If you want to trace the root of the root, you must start from the "Bei Ming Divine Art" of the Xiaoyao School."

"No, not bad, who did you hear?" Ren Woxing was in a state of excitement. Seeing that Huang Zhonggong's breath was tight, he immediately put away his magical powers and said coldly, "You said, if you said it well, I would not have to live in this West Lake dungeon for another ten or eight years, but if you said it badly..."

"Senior Ren, if that master obtained the "Bei Ming Divine Art", we would probably not be able to come. With Senior Ren's martial arts, it may not be possible to get what he wants," Huang Zhonggong persuaded, "If Senior Ren wants to forcefully break the West Lake dungeon, he will probably lose all his cultivation. This cage made of black iron... Senior is probably not able to capture my four brothers dozens of feet away. Therefore, I think that if Senior Ren tries to escape, it is better to meditate on the "Star-Absorbing Technique". Sooner or later, Senior will come back to the world. At that time, that expert will come to see Senior. At that time, you can exchange your magic skills for your own magic skills. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Let Woxing's eyes flashed, and these words sounded extremely ridiculous to him.

Change to magical skills?

What he wanted was the magical secrets that could transform the "Star-Sucking Technique". What magical secrets could the other party get from him?

Just imagine, if the four friends in Jiangnan hold the Beiming Divine Art in their hands, they will exchange the martial arts and mental techniques in his hands with him.

Surely not.

"That's how Dongfang Bubai is the only one among the people who plot against me, who else? Who else can the four friends in Jiangnan be subordinates?" Ren Woxing thought for a while, shook his head and dispelled the idea of ​​telling the secret of the other identity of these four people to visit him on time.

These four people have been so kind to him. If Dongfang Bubai finds out that they have a different intention to change someone...

Whether you eat enough or not is one thing or not is another whether you can find out the news in the world.

What's even more troublesome is that if he cannot comprehend the magical power here calmly, there is a possibility of becoming a walking corpse.

"Forget it, you don't want to say it, and I won't force you," sighed Ren Wochang, "But if you see that master, please ask me, is there any reason for using first-class treasures for gold, silver and money in the world?"

Not only did he not understand Huang Zhonggong, but he was also confused. If he had the Beiming Divine Art, why would he exchange the first-class magical skills he had with Ren Woxing?

But they knew that the little princess originally wanted to find the legendary secret book of magical power for Wei Yang to practice earlier. She just heard Wei Yang say that the "Star-absorbing Technique" practiced by Ren Woxing might have to trace the root of the Beiming Divine Art, so she said that.

As for the change, after Ren Woxing escapes from trouble, let him find the Beiming Divine Art. Wouldn't it be better for us to wait for the Yellow Bird to come back?

Of course not good!

Miss Ren was the first to be unwilling to do so, not to mention that she was already looking for "Bei Ming Divine Art".

"Saint Aunt, I'm back." In Luzhu Lane in Luoyang, a Luzhuweng, who looked old and stood outside the door and whispered.

Miss Ren is settled. She has limited money and food. Recently, there are too many calls for disaster relief. She feels that it is necessary to rob the warehouse of Fuwang Mansion.

"Come in," he threw down the account book and breathed a sigh of relief. Ren Yingying looked at the door and walked into Zhu Wen. Seeing his expression, he knew that he had returned without success again. He said, "The Tianshan Sect is probably overturned by Wei Yang. If the "Bei Ming Divine Art" had inherited it on Tianshan Mountain, he would have already obtained it. You don't have to be discouraged. Look for uncle slowly. Go to Daddy. We will look for the Bei Ming Divine Art. One day we can find them."

The green bamboo man said nothing.

"You go and rest. Tomorrow, I will be dissident and hide next to the Huashan Sect's eldest disciple. I want to quietly say what this kid wants to do," Ren Yingying reminded, "If there is a way, it can prompt the Huashan Sect's disciples to rob the Fuwang warehouse. We are the Yellow Bird behind, but there is no need to deliberately. That kid is also a clever person, so he should not discover it."

The Lu Zhuweng's face darkened: "The sage is clear, but the people of the Yellow River Ancestor..."

"They may not be obeyed all of them. Yang Lianting has a deep influence on them," Ren Yingying smiled. "Let them go, let me, and Ping Yizhi is now in Luoyang. This man is talented. Wei Yang wants to get him to the west and let them fight. We just need to do our own thing."

Lu Zhuwen was very puzzled. He hesitated and mentioned the disadvantages of the accumulation of too much money for disaster relief.

"Yes, we spent so much money and didn't seem to have any gains, but think about it, how can we deal with ourselves after we found Daddy in Uncle Dongfang? Uncle Dongfang is so skilled, but I'm afraid we can't fight to the Heimu Cliff even if we join forces. Daddy must have a place to settle down," Ren Yingying said worriedly, and it was funny to think about it, "I took the path of Wei Yang, but I was the boy of Wei Yang. If there were some people to use it for me, Daddy wouldn't even have the power to control himself in the future."

Her purpose is clear after saying this.

"What's more, the martial arts world has become different from before with the strong rise of the western martial arts world. The world pattern is also affecting the Central Plains martial arts world anytime and anywhere. In the temple, if the martial arts world is not plotted against, the temple will be unstable. If the people in the martial arts world do not plot against the temple and look for the road to the world, the sects of the martial arts world cannot stand on the ground with the world. Dad doesn't like these, but we must do whatever we want. We should do what we should do in advance." Ren Yingying reminded, "If you are outside, you must not fight, you must not fight, and you will win. If you are not sure, you don't have to take action easily."

After thinking for a moment, he said again: "The Golden Sword Sect has also been involved in these things. You have to be careful of them. Wang Yuanba is ambitious and has a thinner life than paper. You must not have any contact with them, so as not to be killed by the devil with one sword. I understand?"

The green bamboo nodded and said yes. When he raised his eyelids, he looked outside the door with a gloomy face. He actually raised a fire of charcoal, and sat at the door with a bamboo strip and weaving bamboo basket.
Chapter completed!