When Yang Xiaobao saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows, then went straight to Zhang Yunhai, stretched out his hand and put it on Zhang Yunhai's shoulder.
Zhang Yunhai looked slightly stern, but did not struggle and allowed Yang Xiaobao to pour his inner energy into his body.
After a while, Yang Xiaobao retracted his palm and said with a smile
"Uncle Zhang, your illness has been cured."
Zhang Yunhai looked at Yang Xiaobao in surprise. His body had indeed returned to normal, which surprised and delighted him.
"Who are you?"
"Me? My name is Yang Xiaobao, I'm just a commoner." Yang Xiaobao shrugged and said.
Zhang Yunhai looked at Yang Xiaobao, frowned and said
"Are you a member of the ancient martial arts sect?"
"As expected of Uncle Zhang, you can see this too."
Yang Xiaobao laughed loudly, and then said, "My master is the Sword Saint King Chongyang of Huashan Mountain!"
"It turns out he is the disciple of the Sword Master! No wonder he has such cultivation at such a young age!"
Zhang Yunhai secretly praised him, but then asked doubtfully, "Where is Mr. Wang?"
"My master is currently practicing in seclusion, so he doesn't have time to see guests!"
"Retreat? He" Zhang Yunhai hesitated before speaking.
He knew that what Zhang Hao said was true.
Zhang Hao looked at Yang Xiaobao and said, "I believe it now, your words are true."
Yang Xiaobao smiled slightly and said
"How's it going? Are you willing to give me the secret book now?"
Zhang Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Where can I find the secret book now?"
"I knew it!" Yang Xiaobao snorted coldly when he heard this and said, "Forget it, I won't talk nonsense to you, let's have a fight. Only if you beat me will you be qualified to learn the secret book!"
When Zhang Hao heard this, his heart beat wildly.
His father once taught him that when in danger, just use all your strength to attack the opponent.
"bring it on."
Yang Xiaobao sneered, his figure swayed, and he rushed to Zhang Hao in the blink of an eye, and struck Zhang Hao's waist with a whip.
In a hurry, Zhang Hao waved his arms to resist, but was kicked five or six meters away by Yang Xiaobao and fell to the ground.
Zhang Hao coughed twice violently and his face was as pale as paper.
"How is it? Are you convinced?" Yang Xiaobao looked down at Zhang Hao with an arrogant look on his face.
"I'm convinced." Zhang Hao said with difficulty.
He was completely defeated by that move just now and had no power to fight back.
"If you had handed over the secret book earlier, why would you suffer all this?"
Yang Xiaobao sneered, took out a yellowed ancient scroll from his arms and handed it to Zhang Hao, saying, "Practice first and get familiar with it for a while, so as not to waste the secret book."
Zhang Hao opened the secret book tremblingly and read it carefully.
After a while, Zhang Hao put the secret book aside, then looked up at Yang Xiaobao and asked
"What is the name of the kung fu recorded in this secret book?"
Yang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment when he heard this and said, "I don't know."
"You don't even know its name?" Zhang Hao looked at Yang Xiaobao in astonishment.
"I don't know!" Yang Xiaobao shook his head. "Anyway, my master told me that this is the most suitable method for me to practice unless I find another method."
"Another one? What another method?" Zhang Hao asked.
"I don't know either. I can only ask after my master comes out of confinement."
Yang Xiaobao shook his head, then looked at Zhang Hao and said
"I advise you not to think about leaving here. Although I can't hurt you, I have a hundred ways to kill you, such as castrating you."
As he said that, Yang Xiaobao took out a dagger and stabbed it into his crotch. He screamed in pain, "Oh! It hurts me so much! Please help me pull it out quickly!"
When Zhang Hao saw this scene, he was stunned and speechless.
He never expected that Yang Xiaobao's thinking would jump so much. One moment he was talking about murder and silencing, and the next moment he was acting like a spoiled brat.
"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. I'll give you the secret book right now!"
Zhang Hao quickly handed the secret book to Yang Xiaobao and reminded him at the same time.
"You must remember that this secret manual must be recited once before you can practice."
"Okay!" Yang Xiaobao took the secret book with a smile, and then said with expectation.
"Hurry up and memorize it!"
Zhang Hao nodded, and then read the secret book carefully.
"Yi Jin Jing"
It tells the story of reaching the peak of martial arts through practicing Qi Transformation, reborn oneself, and prolongs life.
It has to be said that the Yi Jin Jing is a heaven-defying exercise that can not only strengthen the body, but also temper the muscles and bones.
Moreover, the most powerful thing about it is that it can exercise the spirit and increase spiritual awareness.
Spiritual consciousness is what every cultivator dreams of, because the higher the cultivator's cultivation level, the stronger the spiritual consciousness and even the ability to perform spells.
The Yi Jin Jing happens to have this characteristic.
It's a pity that there are very few techniques recorded in the secret book, just a few sentences.
However, despite this, Zhang Hao still benefited from it endlessly.
He took a deep breath, then stood up, looked at Yang Xiaobao solemnly and said, "I will recite the secret book to you, but you must also remember that it must not be passed on to others."
"Don't worry, a gentleman's words are hard to follow!"
Yang Xiaobao chuckled and said, "Come on."
Zhang Hao pondered for a long time, then took steps