The seller of the heavens

Hong Qigong stretched his waist, let out a long breath, and said:

"It's been a long time since I moved my muscles and bones. This fight almost broke my old bones."

Huang Rong hurriedly complimented after hearing the words:

"Qi Gong, you look like you are only forty years old, not old at all."

Hong Qigong has deep internal strength and a successful appearance. He looks about forty years old.

"Yeah, I'm the one who really wants the bones to fall apart."

Jiang Chen shook his sore and swollen arm, and said with a wry smile.

"You two little guys know how to speak well."

Hong Qigong stroked his beard with a smile, then said to Jiang Chen seriously:

"At your current age, it is extremely rare to have such a cultivation level. Moreover, your muscles and bones are far stronger than ordinary people. Presumably, you only need to practice kung fu for ten or twenty years, and you will be able to catch up with the old beggar."

For Hong Qigong, this turn of events was already a very high evaluation.

Looking at the Jianghu, except for those few people, I am afraid that there are not many people who dare to say that they will be able to compare with Wujue after a few more decades of practice.

Because each of the five unique talents is a peerless genius with great talents, as time goes by, they themselves are constantly improving.

Hong Qigong admired Jiang Chen's talent very much, and during this period of getting along, he also thought about whether to accept Jiang Chen as a disciple and let Jiang Chen join the beggars' gang.

He even asked Jiang Chen about it.

After learning that Jiang Chen would not stay in the Central Plains for a long time, Hong Qigong could only stop thinking.

For Hong Qigong's compliment, Jiang Chen thanked:

"It's all thanks to Qigong's teachings during this period that I have the current cultivation base."

"Stop complimenting me."

Hong Qigong waved his hand, turned and left:

"I still want to study the technique of Mantian Huayu, you three should practice hard."

Jiang Chen found a place to sit down, used his internal energy, meditated and adjusted his breath, and recovered the energy consumed in the battle just now.

After he fully recovered, he carefully recalled the fight with Hong Qigong, digesting and absorbing the gains of this battle.

In the previous fight, Hong Qigong showed him the superb application method of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon, which allowed him to see clearly the future direction of training in Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon.

...

noon.

Hotel lobby.

After the meal, several people drank wine and chatted.

Jiang Chen asked Hong Qigong:

"Is Qigong planning to leave without saying goodbye in these two days?"

Hong Qigong said helplessly:

"Since you've already guessed it, why bother to say it? Aren't you going to make a tearful farewell scene, the old beggar is the most impatient with that."

After hearing what the two said, Guo Jing realized that Hong Qigong was going to bid farewell belatedly, and felt extremely reluctant.

After getting along for this period of time, he has already regarded Hong Qigong as his elder:

"Why did Qigong leave? Could it be that I did something wrong and made you angry?"

Hong Qigong patted him on the shoulder and said:

"It has nothing to do with you, there is always a banquet in the world, it is common to get together and part.

Moreover, I have taught you for such a long time, if I continue to teach, my little wealth will be emptied by you. "

Regarding the parting, Hong Qigong was very free and easy, and said with a smile:

"Although the rivers and lakes are big, there is always a time to meet again."

Guo Jing could only nod silently when he heard the words.

Jiang Chen said: "You have taught me for so long, before parting, let me give you some presents."

Hong Qigong waved his hand:

"There is no need for presents. If you have the heart, just make more delicious food for the old beggar."

"This gift is actually related to food, you must like it."

Jiang Chen took out the seeds of several crops and said:

"These are the seeds of sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn. You always harvest them well. At that time, you can arrange disciples from the beggar gang who are good at farming to plant and promote them. You can often eat these things in the future."

Hong Qigong no longer refused, and said with great joy:

"It's really a good gift, so the old beggar accepted it."

Jiang Chen also roughly talked about the habits and planting methods of several crops, as well as the approximate yield per mu.

After Hong Qigong heard this, his originally casual expression became serious, and finally he said solemnly:

"If these few things are really as miraculous as you said, then you can be regarded as a living Bodhisattva who saves suffering. The old beggar thanked you on behalf of the people in the world."

As he spoke, he stood up and bowed to him.

Although Hong Qigong has been acting tired, lazy, gluttonous, and laughing without restraint, he sees very clearly when it comes to big issues of right and wrong.

Jiang Chen hurriedly stepped aside and said:

"It's good that you like this gift Qigong, how to promote it needs the help of the beggars' gang."

Hong Qigong nodded:

"Don't worry, I will make proper arrangements at this time."

In the afternoon, Hong Qigong roughly researched the needling method of the flower rain and how to deal with the spirit snake boxing method, and passed it on to Jiang Chen and the others.

That night, Jiang Chen and Huang Rong prepared a large table of sumptuous dishes.

Early the next morning, when the three of Jiang Chen got up, they found that Hong Qigong had left without saying goodbye.

As usual, Jiang Chen and Guo Jing went to the pine forest to practice.

When they returned to the inn at noon, they saw Huang Rong talking to a girl in filial piety.

Guo Jing looked at the girl and couldn't help showing surprise:

"Sister Mu Shi, why are you here?"

This girl is Mu Nianci.

Huang Rong had some conflicts with Mu Nianci before, and now she has talked about it, but she didn't want Guo Jing to know, so she hurriedly said:

"When I was shopping for vegetables in the town today, I ran into Miss Mu. As soon as we hit it off, we brought it here to catch up."

Guo Jing didn't think too much, and asked about the situation of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters.

Mu Nianci said that the two parties have separated.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Huang Rong introduced Jiang Chen and Mu Nianci to each other.

Several people chatted about their relationship with Hong Qigong again.

Speaking of it, the four people present are considered as half of Hong Qigong's disciples, and they are also quite destined.

Because Mu Nianci saved two beggars back then, he was instructed by Hong Qigong for three days.

They were very envious of Jiang Chen and the others for being able to study with Hong Qigong for such a long time.

Jiang Chen looked at Mu Nianci's beautiful face, and felt a little pity in his heart. Such a girl fell in love with a scum like Yang Kang, and she was doomed to be miserable in the future.

Afterwards, his heart moved, perhaps he could change the plot.

Only in this way, Yang Guo might not be born.

After Jiang Chen organized the words in his mind, he said to Guo Jing:

"Speaking of which, it's time for me to say goodbye and leave. It's fate to meet each other. Before I leave, let me tell your fate."

Huang Rong thought Jiang Chen was joking, so she couldn't help joking:

"Brother Jiang, you don't look like a fortune teller? Are you trying to lie to Brother Jing?"

"Whether it's a lie or not, Guo Jing should be able to tell."

Jiang Chen said seriously:

"Let me first talk about an old incident that happened in Niujia Village 18 years ago. This incident has to start with Qiu Chuji from the Quanzhen Sect..."

Afterwards, Jiang Chen recounted the tragedies of the Guo and Yang families.

Regarding what happened back then, Guo Jing had also heard his mother and the Jiangnan Seven Monsters talk about it, but he always thought that Duan Tiande was the culprit, but he didn't expect that Wanyan Honglie was behind everything.

Guo Jing listened to the old story again, his eyes were tearing from anger, his fists were clenched, and his heart was full of killing intent.

Seeing his resentment, Huang Rong felt extremely distressed, and held his hand tightly.