Zhou Botong asked, "This is true? Who else has taught you your kung fu?"

Guo Jing said: "Disciples will never dare to deceive them. There is also the nine-fingered God Beggar Master Hong..."

The old naughty boy looked special and asked with a smile: "Hong Qigong has also taught you your kung fu?"

Guo Jing replied: "Yes, Master Hong has passed on a set of eighteen dragon-subduing palms for his disciples."

Zhou Botong said enviously: "You can subdue the Eighteen Dragon Palms? This set of kung fu is amazing. Can you pass it on to me? How can I take you as my teacher? No, no! It's not right to be the disciple of Mr. Hong Beggar. Has Mr. Hong Beggar passed on your internal skills?"

Guo Jing replied: "No, my juniors learned the internal skills from Master Ma, Danyangzi."

Zhou Botong said with his eyes forgetting the sky: "No wonder he knows the inner power of the Xuanmen of Quanzhen Sect. Look at his young age, even if he starts practicing in his mother's belly, he will only be in the Taoist practice for eighteen or nineteen years. Why can't I resist the sound of the flute, but he can resist it? Push it on my palm and I will try your skills."

Guo Jing stretched out his palm to meet his right palm as he spoke.

The old naughty boy said, "The energy sinks into the Dantian, just exert your strength, don't worry, I can resist it."

Guo Jing concentrated his strength, Zhou Botong's palm shrank slightly, and then he said, "Be careful!"

Guo Jing felt an extremely powerful internal force surge, which was really unstoppable. He rushed upwards and was about to attack his wrist. The old naughty boy turned his hand and turned his back. His four fingers were already on the back of his wrist. With only the power of four fingers, he swung him straight out. Guo Jing couldn't stand and fell seven or eight steps. His vest hit a tree, and then he stood still.

Zhou Botong murmured to himself: "Although martial arts is good, it is not a big deal? But how can it be stopped? Huang Laoxie's "The Song of the Tide of the Blue Sea"? Why can't I do it?"

Guo Jing took a deep breath before calming down the blood surging between his chest and abdomen. He looked at the old man and was very surprised, "This person's martial arts are almost the same as Master Hong and Master Huangdao. Why are there such a master on Taohua Island?"

The old naughty boy asked with a smile: "You guess I am Wei?"

Guo Jing said: "Disciple once heard from people that there are five masters who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts in the world. The leader of Quanzhen, Zhenren, has passed away first, and the disciples of the nine-fingered god beggar Hong and the disciples of the Taohua Island Master. Are you senior Ouyang or Emperor Duan?"

Zhou Botong smiled and said, "Do you think my martial arts are similar to those of the Eastern Evil and the Northern Beggar, right?"

Guo Jing said: "The disciples have low martial arts skills and shallow knowledge, so they dare not speak nonsense. But just now, with the seniors, there is no third person among the famous martial arts masters that the disciples have visited except Master Hong and Master Huangdao."

The old naughty boy said happily: "I am neither Ouyang Feng of the Western Poison, nor Emperor Duan. My surname is Zhou, can you remember it?"

Guo Jing blurted out and said, "Ah, you are Zhou Botong!"

As soon as I said this, I remembered that I called him directly in front of me, which was very disrespectful. I hurriedly bowed down and said, "I am disrespectful to you, Senior Zhou, please forgive me for your sins."

The old naughty boy smiled and said, "No, right, I am Zhou Botong. My name is Zhou Botong. What's the disrespect for you? The leader of Quanzhen Sect Wang Chongyang is my senior brother, Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and others are my junior nephews. You are neither subordinates of the Quanzhen Sect, nor do you need to call me any senior or senior, just call me Zhou Botong."

Guo Jing said, "How dare you, my disciple?"

Zhou Botong lived alone on Taohua Island for a long time and was extremely bored. Suddenly, Guo Jing talked to him to relieve his boredom, and felt very happy. Suddenly, a strange thought arose in his heart and said, "Little brother, how about you and I have become brothers?"

Guo Jing was shocked and said, "The disciple is Taoist Ma and Taoist Qiu's junior. You should respect you as your master."

The old naughty boy said, "My martial arts are all taught by my senior brothers. Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji saw that I didn't look like an elder, so they didn't respect me very much. You are not my son, and I am not your son. What kind of elders are there?"

At this time, the mute servant came to deliver the meal. Zhou Botong took it and said, "Huang Laoxie tortured me, but I would not admit defeat to him. If it weren't for your help, my more than ten years of competitive strength would have been ruined.

Come on, little brother, there are wine and food here. We swear to heaven to become brothers, and we will share blessings and share difficulties in the future. I remember when Wang Chongyang and I became brothers, he also pushed him and stopped him... Why? Do you think you are better than me?"

Guo Jing hurriedly said, "The disciples are two generations apart from their predecessors. If they follow their predecessors' words, they will definitely be laughed and scolded. If they meet Taoist Ma and Taoist Qiu in the future, wouldn't they be ashamed?"

Zhou Botong said: "You have so many concerns. If you refuse to become sworn brothers with me, you must think that I am too old, wuwu..."

Guo Jing panicked and said hurriedly: "Disciple is as directed by the senior."

Zhou Botong cried and said, "You are forced to agree to me and you are reluctant to say that, that's not a big deal. When someone asks me the next day, you push me against me and refuse to call me a righteous brother."

Guo Jing was secretly funny and had to agree: "Since brother has such a good intention, why don't you obey me? Let's put in a scent here, and let's make brother Jin Lan."

Zhou Botong burst into tears and said with a smile: "I have sworn to Huang Laoxie. Unless I beat him, I will never take a step beyond urination and defecation. I kowtow in the hole, you kowtow outside the hole."

Guo Jing didn't ask much at the moment and knelt down. The two of them have become brothers since then!

Zhou Botong asked about Guo Jing’s life, and Guo Jing answered one by one.

Guo Jing told me how he met the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan when he was young; how he accidentally stabbed Chen Xuanfeng to death on a barren mountain; how he met Danyangzi Ma Yu and learned the internal skills of Quanzhen Sect; how he met Huang Rong who turned into a beggar; how he fought Mei Chaofeng in Guiyun Village; how Huang Yaoshi was angry and wanted to make trouble with the six monsters in Jiangnan, and how he agreed to die at Taohua Island in January.

Zhou Botong loves to hear stories telling the most. He turned his head, squinted his eyes, and listened with relish. As long as Guo Jing said it briefly, he would be able to find the most thorough questioning.

After Guo Jing finished speaking, Zhou Botong asked, "What happened later?"

Guo Jing said: "I got here later."

Zhou Botong pondered for a moment and said, "It turns out that beautiful little girl is Huang Laoxie's daughter. She is with you, why did she suddenly disappear after returning to the island? There must be a reason for this, and it must be that Huang Laoxie was locked up."

Guo Jing said with concern: "Disciples think so too..."

Zhou Botong asked sternly, "What did you say?"

Guo Jing knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly changed his words and said, "You are a brother who is a mistake, don't mind if you are a brother."

Zhou Botong smiled and said, "This title is absolutely impossible to make a mistake. If you pretend to be a play, then you can call me a wife, a mother, or a daughter, even more so it is even more wrong."

Guo Jing repeatedly claimed that it was.

Zhou Botong turned his head and asked, "Guess why I am here?"

Guo Jing said: "Brother is about to ask."

Zhou Botong started with his senior brother Wang Chongyang and the East Evil and the West Poison, and the Southern Emperor and the North Beggar in Huashan. He talked about his senior brother winning the title of martial arts in the world, and he received the "Nine Yin True Sutra" but refused to practice it. He also clearly stated that disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were not allowed to learn the martial arts in the "Nine Yin True Sutra".

The old naughty boy was worried that Guo Jing did not know that the "Nine Yin True Sutra" was the most treasure of martial arts in the world, so he wrote about how Huang Shang learned martial arts from 5,481 volumes of Taoist scriptures. He then made enemies with the heroes of the world, and then after forty years he realized the method of breaking the martial arts in the world, and wrote the book into a volume, which was the "Nine Yin True Sutra".

Then the Western Poison Ouyang Feng stole the scriptures by the Chongyang Real People and was forced to return to the Western Regions; then he took the second volume of the "Nine Yin True Sutra" and met the newly married couple Huang Laoxie and his wife, and the scriptures were "stolen" by Mrs. Huang. It was not until the "Black Wind Double Evil" used the kung fu in the "Nine Yin True Sutra" that he went to Taohua Island to ask for the scriptures and was trapped for fifteen years.

Zhou Botong said: "For the past fifteen years, Huang Laoxie has used all his mind and never helped me. But last night I almost caught his Tao. If it weren't for the devil, brother, you suddenly came to help me. The first volume of this scripture has already reached Huang Laoxie's hands. Huang Laoxie's set of "The Song of the Blue Sea Tide" contains excellent internal skills, which is really amazing."

When Guo Jing heard him telling this grudge, his thoughts fluctuated and asked, "Brother, what will you do in the future?"

Zhou Botong smiled and said, "I'll spend time with him. Let's see if Huang Laoxie lives longer or if I live a few more years. I just told you the story of Huang Shang. He lives longer than all the enemies, so I will win. I am about the same age as Huang Laoxie, it depends on which of us will live longer.

Brother, I spent fifteen years on Peach Blossom Island, and my time was not in vain. I was distracted in this cave. If I practiced the kung fu elsewhere, I would have to spend twenty-five years. I was just a dull person. Although I knew that I had made great progress and no one had to deal with the moves, I had to fight with my left and right hands."

Guo Jingqi said: "How can you fight with your left hand and your right hand?"

Zhou Botong said: "I pretended that my right hand was Huang Laoxie and my left hand was an old naughty boy. I slapped my right hand with a palm, and then I opened my left hand and punched me like this."

As he said that, he took action with both hands, attacking left and right, fighting fiercely.

Guo Jing initially found it very funny, but after reading several moves, he only felt that his hands were weird and mysterious, and it was incredible. He couldn't help but suddenly emerge from the gods. People who learn martial arts in the world, whether they swung their fists or palms or used their hands, either attacking the enemy or defending themselves.

However, Zhou Botong's hands attacked and deflated each other. Each move attacked his own key points, and at the same time he unlocked the tricks he attacked with his other hand. Therefore, the moves on his left and right hands were completely separated, which was a strange fist that he had never seen or heard of.

Zhou Botong fought for a while, and Guo Jing suddenly said, "Brother, why don't you use enough force to use your right hand move?"

Zhou Botong stopped and smiled and said, "Good brother, you have a good vision. You can see that my move is not enough. Come to the future, come and try it, why don't I use enough strength?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and Guo Jing stretched out his palm to meet him.

Zhou Botong said, "Be careful, I want to push you to the left."

After a word, the strength was already released. Guo Jing first said that he had been wary of it, and with the effort of the eighteen palms of the dragon subduing, he returned one palm, and the two palms had a force of each other. Guo Jing retreated seven or eight steps away, and only felt his arms were sore and numb.

Zhou Botong said: "I used all my strength to do this move, but I just pushed you away. Now I don't need enough strength. You can try again."

Guo Jing faced him again, and suddenly felt his palm power suddenly withdraw. He could no longer stand steadily under his feet and fell forward. With a loud breeze, his forehead hit the ground, he got up, and was stunned.

Zhou Botong smiled and said, "Do you understand?"

Guo Jing shook his head and said, "I don't understand!"

Zhou Botong said: "This principle was suddenly understood after I practiced hard in the cave for ten years. My senior brother asked me to remember the wonderful meaning of "using virtual to attack the real, and using insufficient to overcome more than surplus". On that day, I only said that it was the Taoist way to cultivate the mind and cultivate the nature, and I didn't care if I heard it.

It was not until five years ago that I suddenly understood the tricks with both hands. The essence of it can only be understood, but I couldn't understand it. After I figured it out, I still couldn't believe it. Brother, if you come and fight me, it's better. Don't be afraid of the pain, I'll throw you a few more times."

Seeing that Guo Jing looked embarrassed, it was obvious that this fall was a big hit.

The old naughty boy begged: "Good brother, I have been here for fifteen years, and I just hope someone can come and try to fight me. A few months ago, Huang Laoxie's daughter came to talk to me to relieve her boredom. I was about to lead her to attack, but she didn't come the next day..."
Chapter completed!