"Little guy, I finished drinking it all at once. It's OK. That's Taoxian Jade Dew. I don't know the sky and the earth are so thick that it's enough for you to sleep for one night." After Rong Que fell asleep, a figure appeared beside him. It was Hu Tu. He looked at the empty gourd that was thrown on the ground and said to Rong Que with some admiration.
After putting on Rong Que's clothes, Hu Tu turned around and left here. There were no powerful monsters on Lianxin Peak, and the purple bamboo forest was owned by him. There was no need to worry about safety, so let Rong Que sleep here.
After Hu Tu left, in Rong Que's body, Old Huo stared at the Dantian tightly, with an incredible expression on his face, and he said to himself with some uncertainty: "How could this monster..."
The next day, Ximen Xue finished washing up early in the morning and came to the purple bamboo forest. She was still wonderingly saying to herself, "Where did you go today? You are not in the room, so you haven't returned yet?"
When he walked into the purple bamboo forest, he saw Rong Que sleeping soundly at first sight. Ximen Xue was helpless and stroked his forehead, walked over, gently pushed Rong Que, and said, "Junior brother, I really began to admire you. You can sleep with such difficult movements. Get up quickly, sleeping here for a night will cause cold."
"Who! I'm anxious about whoever touches me, I'm afraid of who I'm afraid of, really!" Before Ximen Xue could go over to help him, Rong Que seemed to suddenly wake up. He shook his sleeves, his face was blushing, his eyes were blurred, and he opened his mouth and shouted.
When he opened his mouth, a smell of alcohol rushed towards him. Ximen Xue immediately covered her mouth, took a step back, and said to herself strangely: "This is all caused by the master!"
"I heard, are you talking bad about me?" At this moment, a chill suddenly came from behind Ximen Xue, and then Hu Tu's floating voice was heard.
"No! Junior brother, you can't talk nonsense. How good the master is to us. Even if you are drunk, I don't allow you to insult the master. Please apologize to the handsome, handsome, tall, powerful, and suave master." At the moment when Hu Tu's voice came, Ximen Xue decisively pushed the blame to Rong Que's alcohol and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Behind Ximen Xue, Hu Tu raised his eyebrows and suddenly felt that he had heard it wrong. Is he really so handsome? Thinking of it, he wiped his hair comfortably, curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled gently, looked at the sky, and looked like a poet and mock.
"Old man, who are you? You are just a few bald hairs that are about to fall out? You look coquettish and I'm angry!" Just as Hu Tu was still immersed in his fantasy beauty, a very inappropriate voice came out. It was the drunk Rong Que who was spraying heavily in his nostrils, pointing at Hu Tu's nose and roaring in a daze.
Ximen Xue helped her forehead and whispered to herself: "It's over!"
"Little brat! Are you itchy? I was a handsome man who was popular among thousands of girls back then. This is not worth a penny. It seems we have to fight!" When he heard Rong Que's roar, Hu Tu's face suddenly turned dark, and his hand that was stroking his hair was also paused. After a moment, he rolled up his sleeves angrily, his face turned red. It seemed that he was very angry. He shouted at Rong Que. His elegant temperament completely broke down. It seemed that he was going to fight like this.
"Master, temperament! Temperament! Junior brother is drunk and what he says is unbelievable. You are still very handsome, so handsome I feel ashamed." Seeing that both of them were angry, Ximen Xue immediately stepped forward to hold Hu Tu and said with a smile.
After listening to Ximen Xue's persuasion, Hu Tu put away his angry expression, put on a respectful expression again, and said slowly to Rong Que: "I miss you for the first time, I won't bother you. If there is a next time, I will take off your pants and slap your ass!"
"Hey! You stinky old man, you have a fight. I'm afraid of you? Don't cry if you lose!" Rong Que pointed to a purple bamboo beside him and shouted in a daze, his hazy eyes were open, posing as a fierce look.
The two people standing beside sighed helplessly, wiped the sweat from their foreheads in unison, and Hu Tu smiled bitterly and said, "I'm here!"
"When did you run over? Don't say much nonsense, fight!" After saying that, Rong Que's legs exerted force and rushed towards Hu Tu, with an astonishing speed.
Facing Rong Que who was rushing towards him, Hu Tu nodded slowly and said, "The speed is good and worthy of praise, but the skills are not good. I will beat me up and vent my anger. I may forgive you!" After that, Hu Tu came out in anger.
Just when he was one step away from Hutu, Rong Que immediately stopped, turned around in the air, swept out his right leg, and smashed towards Hutu with a whirlwind.
"Bang!"
A right hand stretched out and grabbed Rong Que's right leg steadily. Hu Tu grinned and said, "The strength is okay, but if you hit the wrong track, you still have to lose." As he said that, he used his right hand to force Rong Que backwards.
Hu Tu threw it out, Rong Que's body fought in the air, kicked onto a purple bamboo, and used this force to repulse towards Hu Tu.
"Oh! Not bad!" Hu Tu was also a little surprised that Rong Que could exert a little force under his feet. Then he raised his right leg, turned around, and kicked Rong Que hard at the flying in, with full force.
Rong Que was still confused at this time, as if he was not fighting at all, but he accurately punched him at the intersection of Hu Tu's right leg.
"Bang!"
There was another loud noise, and the air waves sprayed out at the point where the fists and feet touched, rolling up large pieces of fallen leaves. Ximen Xue also had to take a few steps back to avoid being affected.
After the fists and feet were connected, they separated after three breaths. Rong Que's body flipped back one in the air, and continued to shake after landing. It seemed that the alcoholism had not been removed.
After a blow to Rong Que, Hu Tu's body did not shake at all. He slowly withdrew his right leg, frowned and looked at Rong Que, and said to himself: "Is this the reason for "memory"?"
"Master, what is the reason for memory?" Ximen Xue, who was watching the battle, heard Hu Tu's words and asked in confusion.
"A long time ago, I heard of a kind of qigong. There are very few people in this qigong association, and even few people in the entire continent know it. The source is also particularly mysterious. According to legend, someone used the peak strength of the spiritual master realm to kill the powerful spirit king's strength with this set of qigong. I finally found out the name of this set of qigong." Hu Tu looked at Rong Que, who was still shaking not far away, with a confused expression, and said slowly.
Ximen Xue also followed his gaze and looked at Rong Que. After a while, she asked curiously: "What is the name of this set of qigong?"
"Primitive memory!" Hu Tu raised his head and looked at Rong Que with a serious look. The only way to explain why Rong Que could attack others so easily after getting drunk is the legendary primitive memory.
"You mean that junior brother knows this kind of qigong?" Ximen Xue looked at Hu Tu's expression and had guessed it. She immediately couldn't believe it and asked uncertainly.
After a while, Hu Tu recovered his mood, smiled slightly, and said, "Yes? He is still early, Quer should have just started, but which expert taught him that such precious qigong would never be taught easily, and should be someone close to him."
At this moment, Rong Que turned his head and looked at Hu Tu, shouting in disbelief: "Old man, what are you muttering? Are you talking badly about me? Looking for a fight!" As he said that, another sprint came towards Hu Tu.
"It seems that you have to subdue this kid first. Otherwise, it's not over." As he said that, Hu Tu made a gesture with one hand with his right hand and grabbed Rong Que. Suddenly, a huge phantom of his palm appeared out of thin air, grabbing Rong Que.
After looking at Rong Que, Ximen Xue bit her lip, looking like I support you, and said softly: "Come on, junior brother."
"Stinky old man, shameless stinky old man, I'll strip you of bald hair or not!" He grabbed Rong Que's huge palm, but he didn't feel anything, and he roared as usual.
At this moment, in Rong Que's mind, Old Huo was also watching the battle. Seeing Hu Tu use his spiritual power, he smiled slightly and said to himself: "Fellow Taoist, this time, I'm afraid you will be shocked."
The palm was about to grab Rong Que. At this moment, Rong Que turned his right hand and took out a small fruit knife from the storage ring. He raised it over his head. The blood and energy in his body rolled in, and it was quickly compressed. It was compressed in an instant. Although it was not very pure, it didn't care about so much and quickly instilled into the small fruit knife.
"hack!"
With one knife, the invisible knife air tear apart the air and slashed towards the huge palm.
"Yeah! Not bad, the power of blood and energy, good sword technique!" Hu Tu was stunned at once, glanced at the invisible sword energy in surprise, and nodded slowly, praising him.
"This is the final move for junior brother to win Yang Shun!" Seeing Rong Que swing out the knife again, Ximen Xue suddenly remembered the defeated Yang Shun, and a chill behind her back. She glanced at Hu Tu, a little worried.
"Hiss!"
The huge palm was torn apart alive, and Rong Que's figure rushed out of the crack and continued to rush towards Hu Tu.
Hu Tu just wanted to subdue Rong Que, but did not use much spiritual power, so after Rong Que burst out the power of blood and energy, it was vulnerable.
After making gestures again, Hu Tu's eyes flashed, his big hand slapped at Rong Que, and he roared: "Let me down!"
The huge phantom of the palm appeared again, this time it became more solid and even bigger, hitting Rong Que like a thick wall, to press him under his palm.
"Old man, I'm not easy to mess with!" The roar came, and the drunk Rong Que's body stopped in the air. Facing the quickly slapped palm, his whole body was shocked. Suddenly, a stream of not very thick spiritual power boiled up, revealing Rong Que's skin, without any condensation, but just rushed towards the huge palm in a shape.
"Spiritual power!"
These two words appeared in Hu Tu and Ximen Xue's minds at the same time. Hu Tu was shocked, why, even though there were monsters gathered in the Dantian, why could he still use spiritual power?
Ximen Xue was also shocked. He empathized with the power of the monster. Faced with that kind of power, with his strength, there was no way to shake it at all. However, Rong Que could use spiritual power when the monster entrenched his dantian. Doesn’t this mean that Rong Que’s strength is stronger than that terrifying monster?