"Senior, are you satisfied with my performance?" Fang Ping said with a smile.
"I am very satisfied. I never thought that in Mingquan City, I would see someone who has practiced the Fei Hua Yan Yu Jue to this extent. It is really beyond expectations, and I am very satisfied." Duan Xinheng replied cheerfully.
Fang Ping cupped his hand and said, "Since senior is satisfied with my performance, I would like to ask senior to send my father back as soon as possible. The grudge between us can be settled."
Duan Xinheng nodded, "Your father, I will personally hold a banquet to apologize to him tomorrow, and then send him back. The grudge between us has been settled, and there is no problem. But before we settle the grudge, you must agree to a condition.
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Fang Ping showed some doubts on his face and said, "Senior, please speak."
Duan Xinheng said, "Those three disciples have been trained by me over the years, hoping to inherit my mantle. Now that they have all died in your hands, all my efforts over the past few years have been in vain."
"So what does senior mean?" Fang Ping asked tentatively.
"Your qualifications and understanding, as well as the basic skills of Feihua Yanyu Jue, are thousands and tens of thousands of times better than theirs. You are the best candidate to inherit my mantle. As long as you become my successor, I will kill my disciples."
Don't worry about it anymore," Duan Xinheng said.
Fang Ping couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and it took him a while to react. He killed three of Duan Xinheng's direct disciples in order to protect himself. As a result, it was a blessing in disguise that Duan Xinheng passed on his kung fu to him. Such a good thing is really good.
It came a little too suddenly.
Fang Ping calmed down and said, "Senior, do you want to accept me as your disciple?"
Duan Xinheng shook his head, "I will not accept you as a disciple, but I will teach you kung fu and help you enter the perfect state of the body tempering realm. Then, you will go to the Tianluo Gate of the Divine Martial Realm, worship under my master, and become my disciple.
Junior brother."
The look of surprise on Fang Ping's face was even worse, and he couldn't help but think of He Zhiheng. He Zhiheng was not willing to accept him as a disciple, but she vaguely mentioned that if her master saw him, he would definitely be overjoyed. Between the words, there was something
It meant introducing him to her master. Duan Xinheng, like He Zhiheng, did not accept disciples herself, but enthusiastically recruited disciples for her master.
Fang Ping felt a little dizzy and said, "Senior, can you tell me why you do this? Why do you have to teach me kung fu and let me become your master's disciple?"
Duan Xinheng said impatiently, "Why are you asking so many questions? In short, I don't care about the revenge of killing disciples. I will teach you kung fu and let you become a disciple of Tianluo. Isn't it a good thing for you? There are such good things in the world.
, you still want to ask questions?"
Fang Ping recalled what those Ghost and Luo killers had said that day. They said that their master fled here to avoid the people from Tianluo Sect. Duan Xinheng’s inheritance obviously came from Tianluo Sect. Since he was avoiding Tianluo Sect,
When you come here, why are you so keen on recruiting disciples for your master?
Thinking of this, Fang Ping became more doubtful and said, "I heard what my senior's disciples said that day, and it seems that my senior came to Mingquan City to avoid Tianluo Sect. Today, I heard what my senior said, and someone introduced me to me again.
I give you my master’s advice. What on earth is going on?”
Duan Xinheng cursed in a low voice, "These ignorant people have been taught thousands of times not to talk nonsense, but they still can't control their mouths. They are restless even after death, and they have to involve themselves in these things."
After a pause, Duan Xinheng said, "Yes. I came here to avoid Tianluomen. Although I myself will never return to Tianluomen. But I have always hoped to cultivate a successor and lead
I will go back with the unique skills that I created after I left the Tianluo Sect, and bring glory to the lintel of my master. With you as the heir of my master’s lineage, I can be proud and proud in the Tianluo Sect. The unique skills that I have worked so hard to create over the years,
You can also shine brightly in Tianluomen."
Fang Ping couldn't help but find it a bit funny and said, "Senior, you don't want to go back, but you want to find ways to train a successor to go back with your own unique skills. Isn't this superfluous and unnecessary?"
Duan Xinheng raised his thick eyebrows and said sternly, "Don't worry about my past affairs. In short, if you kill the disciple I trained, you have to agree to be my successor. How can there be so much nonsense?"
Fang Ping said sternly, "I'm very grateful that senior wants to teach me kung fu. But becoming a disciple of Tianluo Sect is still open to discussion. I'm in Mingquan City now, and I still have a heavy burden on my shoulders. It's impossible.
Feel free to leave and go to Tianluo Sect to shine a light on our sect for you, senior."
Duan Xinheng's eyes turned cold and he said, "If you agree to my conditions, I will spare your life. I will also teach you a unique skill, and I will also provide you with second-grade heavenly elixirs to help you reach the perfection of the body tempering realm. Such a big deal
Chance, you are actually making irresponsible remarks to me? If you don’t agree to my conditions, I will avenge my disciples and kill you! You think about it yourself!"
Fang Ping was originally a person who would take advantage of the soft and not the hard. After hearing this, his face turned cold, he flicked his sleeves and said, "Senior, if you want to use force, feel free to do it. I don't think you can kill him easily."
It’s me!”
Duan Xinheng laughed wildly, "What an arrogant boy! I reserved my strength and let you win one move, but you became so arrogant! Can you stop what I want to do?"
As he spoke, Duan Xinheng's momentum suddenly increased. His body swept away, turned into a black shadow and rushed out, hitting Fang Ping's chest with a palm.
Fang Ping flew out with a punch and hit an acupuncture point at the base of Duan Xinheng's wrist. However, the skin on Duan Xinheng's hand was like an iron plate. The hairs on his skin were like steel needles. Fang Ping's fist hit him.
On his wrist, the inner energy of the steel needle on his skin swelled and stabbed, piercing the condensed inner energy of Fang Ping's fist, eliminating its strength.
"Bang", Fang Ping was hit in the chest by a palm. Qi and blood flew all over his body, and his inner energy collapsed. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body couldn't help but soften.
In front of a master-level powerhouse, he didn't even have the strength to resist. Fang Ping originally hoped that the heart-shaped mark on the back of his hand would suddenly burst out and give him strength. However, this time, the mark showed no movement at all.
Duan Xinheng reached out and touched several acupuncture points on Fang Ping's body, making it difficult for him to move. He then took out a dark pill, pinched open Fang Ping's mouth, put it into Fang Ping's mouth, and asked Fang Ping to take it.
After Fang Ping took the elixir, Duan Xinheng reached out to untie his acupuncture points and laughed sternly, "You have been poisoned by my strange poison. Do you feel a little dizzy now? Your limbs and internal organs are numb and itchy? If you don't take my antidote, you will
After seven days, his bones will rot all over his body and he will turn into a limp mud man, which is more uncomfortable than death. Even if he is rescued, he will be a cripple who will be paralyzed for life. During these seven days, you can decide whether to agree to my conditions.
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After the elixir entered his abdomen, Fang Ping immediately started the Tianxi system to analyze its toxicity. The Tianxi system analyzed it for a while and gave the toxicity data, which was transmitted to Fang Ping's brain.
Fang Ping's head was dizzy, and he had some doubts in his heart. He thought, could it be that Tianxi's system was also poisoned by this strange poison? Because the result given by Tianxi's system was that this elixir except some numbness and itching.
Apart from the side effects, it does not have any toxicity. On the contrary, it has great benefits for the injury caused by his palm.
Duan Xinhengli smiled and prepared to leave. Fang Ping used the Tianxi system to analyze it again, and the result was still the same. He suddenly remembered that Guo Ke and the other three people died under Duan Xinheng's concealed weapon, and there were no symptoms of poisoning. These two incidents
, definitely not a coincidence. Thinking of this, Fang Ping couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Duan Xinheng turned around, looked at Fang Ping, and said, "You have a strange poison in your body, why are you laughing like this?"
There was a bit of ridicule on Fang Ping's face, and he said, "I laugh at you, senior, for having a heart to use poison, but not the courage to use poison. You actually used anesthetics that only heal wounds to fool me, a junior!"
Duan Xinheng's face suddenly changed color, with a fierce look in his eyes, and he said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How dare you make fun of me like this? You said my poison is not good? Do you believe that I will chop you with one palm?"
Fang Ping said in a deep voice, "I wonder if seniors know that in addition to practicing martial arts, I also have the identity of a pharmacist. How can a mere anesthetic be hidden from my eyes and ears?"
Duan Xinheng stopped and stared at Fang Ping's face like a hawk, saying, "You know that what I gave you is not poison, why don't you take advantage of it and wait until I send your father back, and then find another way to deal with me?"
?But you want to tell me on the spot? Do you think that I am really reluctant to kill you?"
Fang Ping's eyes were awe-inspiring and he said loudly, "That is not Fang's character. Fang behaves openly and aboveboard, and disdains such villainous behavior. And I think the seniors are also generous and kind-hearted people.
Fang doesn’t want to be an enemy of his seniors, so he makes everything clear.”
Duan Xinheng snorted coldly, "Are you bullying me for not daring to kill you? Well, since you are impatient to live by yourself, I will help you." He raised his palm and put it down again. After repeating this three times, there was a stern look in his eyes.
The expression faded,
He sighed and said, "If I had the temper I had back then, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to kill you a hundred times today. But you actually mastered the basic techniques of my Tianluomen's Flying Flowers and Smoke and Rain technique so well. I really can't do it in my heart."
hand!"
Seeing Duan Xinheng's attitude, Fang Ping actually softened. He knew that this person did have good intentions in his heart and was not a vicious person, so he raised his hands and bowed to Duan Xinheng and said, "Senior, out of kindness and virtue, regardless of past grudges, Fang Ping
In my heart, I am extremely grateful.”
Duan Xinheng's eyes showed a bit of desolation, "You bastard, today I have killed my disciples but refused to avenge them, and I have the intention to coerce but dare not use poison. I have already lost my face. Why do you still use these words to express your disgrace?"
I?"
At this moment, Duan Xinheng gave the impression that he was not the leader of a killer organization, but rather a depressed hero who had entered his twilight years.
Fang Ping's eyes showed sincerity and he said, "These are all my words from the bottom of my heart. How dare Fang have the slightest intention of extorting money?"
Duan Xinheng sighed and said, "That's alright. The Flying Flowers and Smoke and Rain technique takes too long to practice, so you must practice it carefully and without distractions. Those of my disciples are all art masters. Even if they are alive, they will not inherit my legacy.
.Without the support of Tianluomen’s advanced martial arts, who else but a geek like you would spend more than ten years in his youth practicing basic techniques?”
Duan Xinheng sighed with emotion and walked slowly towards the gate. His back, which was originally straight and thrust into the sky like a sharp sword, actually bent down, looking a bit old.