Although Xianyutong won the competition for internal strength by force, he was still kind of polite.

When Ouyang Mo laughed at this, he felt that Xian Yutong, the leader of Huashan, was really his best friend. Then he suddenly became interested and insisted on taking Xian Yutong to the grassland at the foot of the mountain to see his pastoral area of ​​Baituo Mountain and cows, alpacas and horses.

Xian Yutong couldn't resist and rode down the mountain. When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, there was indeed a large grassland. The white clouds in the sky were like snow-capped mountains, and the vast grasslands underground. There were also many black, yellow and white cattle and sheep turning into small dots on the mountain in the distance. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the grass on the grass fell with the wind, revealing a large flock of sheep hidden in it and eating grass leisurely. Xian Yutong felt the scenery was full of light in his eyes, and his heart was very relaxed and open, so he roared and laughed: "The sky is vast, the wilderness is vast, and the wind blows the grass low and cows and sheep appear! The ancients really did not deceive me!"

After the two of them rode on the grassland for a while, Ouyang Mo suddenly pointed to the yurt in the distance and said, "Let's go there to rest and have some horses."

The white camel under the crotch of the two was a Western Regional Master. Although it was not as fast as the sweat-blooded BMW, its strength was several times stronger. In just a moment, it arrived at the yurt. When someone heard the movement in the yurt, two foreign couples with brown hair and brown eyes came out. They recognized Ouyang Mo, hurriedly bowed, and muttered in their mouths.

Xian Yutong and Ouyang Mo jumped down from their hunchbacks, and then Ouyang Mo also said a few words in alien language. The couple nodded and dispersed. After waiting for a while, the alien man took Ouyang Mo and Xian Yutong to a clean yurt with exquisite camel blankets, and a silver pot of milk tea and dried fruit meat were placed in the middle. The alien woman was cutting mutton outside the tent.

After the two of them sat down, the alien man said a few words and bowed down.

Xianyu Tong and Ouyang Mo drank sweet, salty, mellow and rich milk tea, and were quite happy to eat dried fruits such as badamu. Soon the woman presented some roasted lamb, cooked lamb hooves and beef tendons. After a while, the alien man brought two young men and women in, holding horse-head fiddles and other instruments in his hands and singing and dancing to the two.

After playing for a while, Ouyang Mo suddenly said, "Brother Xianyu, we are in a similar mood and are extremely keen on the temper. It is better to make a sworn friend and work together to support us."

Xian Yutong smiled and said, "Okay! I'm just thinking that way."

The two discussed the preface. Ouyang Mo was 14 years older than Xian Yutong, so he became the elder brother. He killed a few cattle and sheep nearby. After celebrating God, the two made friends with each other for eight times. After getting up, they suddenly felt much closer.

The two rode the white tower toward the villa. Ouyang Mo suddenly asked, "Second brother, you have been in the Central Plains for a long time and are the head of a great sect. You must recognize Shaolin's abbot, Zhang Zhenren of Wudang and Master Mie Jue of Emei Sect, He Taichong of Kunlun Sect, and the Five Elders of Kongtong. I wonder how good my brother's martial arts are compared to them?"

Xian Yutong pondered for a while and said, "Brother, your martial arts are already very good in the world. Even the leaders of many sects cannot reach it. However, Zhang Zhenren of Wudang has been in power for decades and has not taken action for more than 30 years. I believe that his martial arts has been mastered by the gods of Kongwen, and it is not as good as ours can imagine. The Shaolin abbot is Kongwen's monk. He should be the one with the most profound skills except Zhenren. Master Miejue and Mr. Tieqin are also the leaders of the sect. His martial arts are unique. In my opinion, my brother's family's martial arts are not much weaker than those of the major sects. But his skills may be slightly less than that of Kongtong Five Elders."

Ouyang Mo nodded and said, "Brother Yu is thinking worse than them. But I have not achieved great success in my toad skills and have not practiced my family martial arts to the depths. I will definitely catch up with them in a few years."

Xian Yutong smiled and said, "After practicing the toad magic skills, my skills will naturally surpass them, but this martial arts may not be the case."

"Oh?" Ouyang Mo was the most conceited. He felt a little harsh when he heard his brother's words. But after all, he knew that the leader of Huashan was more knowledgeable than him, so he asked, "Please tell me clearly."

"If what I said is wrong, please don't blame me." Xian Yutong smiled slightly first, and then said, "Doctor Zhu Xi of the previous dynasty once wrote a poem saying: "If you ask the tracts, you can have a clear source of water. This is the principle of martial arts. If we want to improve our martial arts, we must communicate with other schools to practice. If we want to improve our martial arts, we must practice jade. The Emei Sect's heroine Ji Xiaofu had an engagement with Yin Liting, the sixth disciple of Zhang Zhenren of Wudang. Wouldn't the two schools have to participate in martial arts with each other? Therefore, the Central Plains sect always keeps improving. Although the brother's family martial arts are profound, he has not been in contact with the outside world for a long time, and he will suffer a loss if he lacks many changes."

Ouyang Mo nodded and said, "What my brother said makes some sense."

Xian Yutong continued: "When Shaolin Temple was founded hundreds of years ago, it was only a few kung fu for Master Bodhidharma, such as the Yijin Jing. How did he have the current seventy-two masterpieces? It was created by the great monks of all dynasties after the Central Plains martial arts. Zhang Zhenren also first had the Kung fu of Shaolin Temple, and then changed to Taoism to achieve amazing results. So I think brother, you want to compete with the martial arts of the Central Plains sect and compare them to restore the glory of our ancestors. You should still openly and honestly refer to and confirm with the Central Plains martial arts to increase the changes in the Central Plains martial arts in order to improve your martial arts."

Ouyang Mo applauded and laughed, "What a wonderful thing! My good brother said well, just take it like this."

After saying that, he suddenly suffocated and Ouyang Mo coughed, "My brother! Brother Yu doesn't recognize the masters of the Central Plains, so he has a close relationship with you. Besides, you are also a famous martial arts master and a master of both Taoism and Confucianism. Why don't you help me and let's study and progress together?"

After saying that, seeing that Xian Yutong had not spoken yet, Ouyang Mo said anxiously: "Brother, we are already friends, and I will not take advantage of you for nothing. In addition to the toad skills and ancestral teachings of the mountain master, you can also learn and study the rest."

Xian Yutong smiled and said, "Brother, have you underestimated me? Our two schools of martial arts have confirmed each other and checked for omissions and made up for shortcomings. In fact, I have already made this idea. I will take out my Huashan Martial Arts and practice it together with you. Our two schools of martial arts have different styles, so it must be of indirect use! Our two schools of martial arts have made progress together and are far apart. Even if we will not have conflicts in a hundred years, we can still support each other in the future. If any school has difficulties, we can rely on it."

Ouyang Mo nodded and said, "What my brother said!"

In order to understand the martial arts of the Central Plains, Ouyang Mo became famous in the future. Xianyu Tong was for Ouyang Feng's unique spiritual snake fist, so that he could integrate his life and death battle with his eagle and snake, so that his martial arts could be further improved. The two could say that they hit it off and wanted to participate in the practice together immediately. The realm of martial arts has improved by leaps and bounds, so they no longer had the mood to chat. They drove Bai Tuo along the way and returned to Bai Tuo Mountain in more than an hour.

After going up the mountain, Ouyang Mo called out his eldest son Ouyang Zhe and his second son Ouyang Ming and asked them to pay their respects to their uncle first. Ouyang Zhe is eighteen or nineteen years old and tall, while Ouyang Ming is thinner and smaller, only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Xian Yutong praised his two nephews casually, and Ouyang Mo said, "Zhe'er, tomorrow, my father will go into seclusion with you, Uncle Xian Yushi, to practice superior martial arts. The matters in this villa will be temporarily controlled by you brothers. You should discuss with your cousins ​​more when encountering things."

The two brothers of Ouyang Zhe bowed to the promise, Ouyang Mo patiently instructed, Xian Yutong also remembered his own children when he looked at the scene of a kind father and a filial son. He secretly admired and praised the family tradition of his brother Ouyang Mo's family.

In fact, how could Xianyutong know that all the owners of Baituo Villa have been ruthless in their dynasties. Baituo Villa has been single-handed for generations. After Ouyang Mo became the owner, his brothers were all made for the feast of the treasures in the snake hole. Even his most kind grandfather expelled several brothers from Kunlun Mountain to fend for themselves. This is actually the rule of the single-handed family of Baituo Mountain. Ouyang Feng even killed his brother and committed adultery with his sister-in-law and gave birth to Ouyang Ke. How good can his descendants be?
Chapter completed!