"What? Is there a problem?"

Seeing that Chen Qiao had not spoken for a long time, Ye Rouzhu frowned slightly, as if thinking about whether something was wrong.

Chen Qiao stared at the black hole in the stone in a daze, then looked at Ye Rouzhu, who was slightly confused, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

At first he thought that he was traveling through a certain historical outward trend. Later that night when Ye Rou cuts the big tree with his bamboo palm, Shen Qiao once suspected it, but after all, it was still within the scope of his understanding.

But at this moment, the scene in front of him was completely beyond Shen Qiao's imagination.

The story he told Ye Rouzhu before was completely the Tianlong Bashi of Mr. Jin.

What about the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing and the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, which is powerful, is a novel, is a fictional, and does not exist at all.

But in this scene, she just pointed at it and a hole broke into the hard stone?

What a fuck... it's really a Six-Meridian Divine Sword?

Is this world itself a unique trick, or is it that the master of the boss who learned the Six-Meridian Divine Sword by himself after hearing Chen Qiao's words?

Shen Qiao's worldview was greatly impacted for the first time.

"This, did you research it?"

Ye Rouzhu asked in confusion: "Didn't you tell me yesterday? The six-mechanical divine sword that Yu knew seemed to be the same as the trick I just did."

Chen Qiao's face is very wonderful.

I just told a martial arts novel. Can you still learn the peerless kung fu in it?

This is OK?

"Wait, I want to ask you, do you...can you fly?"

Chen Qiao felt that it was necessary for him to figure out something, that Ye Rouzhu's behavior had a great impact on him.

He had to figure out whether this was the world of fairy tale.

Ye Rouzhu looked at him like an idiot: "How can a person fly?"

"It's really not possible?"

Ye Rouzhu shook her head and said lightly: "There are masters who are very good at light skills in this world, and there are also only people who step on the snow without seizure, but as far as I know, I have never heard of no master who can fly."

"Is there any kind of kung fu... that can take the heads of a thousand miles away?"

Ye Rouzhu didn't say anything, just looked at Shen Qiao quietly.

The look of Chen Qiao was very familiar, with a little contempt, a little surprise, and a little... caring for mental retardation.

Chen Qiao breathed a deep sigh of relief. Although it was outrageous, it was still acceptable.

But even so, it still caused a considerable shock to Shenqiao.

Qiaoer said before that Ye Rouzhu is powerful and a super first-class expert. Although Chen Qiao is clear, he does not have a clear concept.

But from now on, Shen Qiao probably understood.

It is no longer as simple as being able to study the skills in a novel story.

This kind of martial arts talent is a heaven-defying existence in any novel.

This thigh seems a bit outrageous.

"Master, are you accepting apprentices?"

Chen Qiao pointed to himself: "I think I am a martial arts genius who is rare in a century... Do you want to consider finding an apprentice and teaching the mantle? When you are a hundred years later, someone will give it to you..."

Seeing Ye Rouzhu's eyes getting colder and colder, Chen Qiao quickly shut up.

He suddenly realized that Ye Rouzhu was not much older than him, and it would not be certain who would give him to anyone.

It is rare that Ye Rouzhu did not take action or get angry this time.

She just glanced at Chen Qiao and said lightly: "The qualifications are OK, but you missed the best time to practice martial arts and are destined to fail to achieve anything."

"What you mean by success..."

"Of course, I can't become a master of the generation." Ye Rouzhu seemed to have said a little more today. Maybe because the recent crisis in Yejiazhai was temporarily lifted, she rarely breathed a few breaths of relief, and her speech to Chen Qiao was not as cold as before.

"If there is no adventure, it is impossible."

"It doesn't matter if I can't become a master, the key is that I like to practice martial arts..."

It doesn't matter whether he becomes a master or not. Chen Qiao also knows how much he has. He just wants to learn some martial arts and defend himself, but he has no intention of becoming a master. It's enough to beat the female constable and beat ordinary gangsters. At least he won't have the power to fight back when he meets a bad person.

After all, a man cannot let women come forward to protect everything.

You have to eat a soft meal, you have to be tougher.

"I'm not interested, I won't accept disciples." Ye Rouzhu refused Shen Qiao without considering it at all.

"Do you want to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

Ye Rouzhu, who had already turned around and planned to leave, suddenly stopped again, looked back at Chen Qiao, with a puzzled expression: "How do you?"

"I don't know, but I still have a story here, and someone in it will."

Ye Rouzhu turned around, put her hands on her chest, "Tell me."

"This story starts with a carving and a hero who is the Legend of the Condor Heroes..."

Chen Qiao looked at Ye Rouzhu: "Tell me martial arts, will I teach you the kung fu about the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

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As a person who has been influenced by Mr. Jin's generation, Chen Qiao is familiar with Mr. Jin's works.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms appear in the Tianlong Eight Part and the Legend of the Condor Heroes at the same time. As the world's number one martial arts, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have a unique status.

Although Chen Qiao didn't know how Ye Rouzhu figured out the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, he absolutely didn't believe that Ye Rouzhu could still make the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing.

It's too difficult and impossible.

But in order to let Ye Rouzhu teach him martial arts, Chen Qiao simply told Ye Rouzhu the story of the The Legend of the Condor Herouzhu.

He finished telling the story, and he could not control whether he could learn it or not.

However, Ye Rouzhu had not learned it yet, but Qiaoer, who was eavesdropping on the side, cried miserably.

After listening to the story, Ye Rouzhu threw a book on martial arts for Chen Qiao, and then he didn't know where to go.

Shenqiao opened happily, and after watching for a long time... I couldn't understand.

"Practicing martial arts is divided into outer door and inner door. The body is refined outside and inside. The body force can force it to chop hard stones and cannot enter the sword and gun. The inner door is mainly cultivating qi, gathering qi in the Dantian, and controlling qi for one's own use. The lady is an internal master who enters the hall..."

Qiaoer explained to Chen Qiao, "With the qualifications of the young master, it is more suitable for practicing inner kung fu. Although the young master is indeed a little older, he can still achieve some success. It is natural to be strong... Young Master, is Yang Guo finally with his aunt?"

Chen Qiao sighed: "Are you sure that he is still his aunt?"

Qiao'er looked puzzled.

"Yang Guo was fourteen years old when he entered the ancient tomb, and Xiaolongnu was eighteen years old at that time... When the two met again eighteen years later, Yang Guo was already thirty-six, and his aunt was already forty. The forty-year-old aunt still looked the same as her when she was eighteen. Do you think it's possible?"

"Besides, Xiaolongnu loved Yang Guo so much back then, how could he jump off the cliff because of Huang Rong's words? How could she be cured so easily? Let's assume that Xiaolongnu and Yin were outside the ancient tomb... What if Xiaolongnu got pregnant because of this, you taste it, you taste it carefully..."

Looking at Qiao'er's little face that was pale due to shock and terror, Chen Qiao nodded with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!