When Yang Xiaobao saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows, then went straight to Zhang Yunhai, and reached out to put his hand on Zhang Yunhai's shoulder.
Zhang Yunhai looked slightly stern, but he did not struggle and allowed Yang Xiaobao to enter his internal strength into his body.
After a while, Yang Xiaobao withdrew 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?"
"My name is Yang Xiaobao, just a grass-rootsman." Yang Xiaobao shrugged and said.
Zhang Yunhai looked at Yang Xiaobao and said with a frown.
"Are you a member of the ancient martial arts sect?"
"You are worthy of being Uncle Zhang, you can see this."
Yang Xiaobao laughed loudly and said, "My master is the Huashan Sword Saint King Chongyang!"
"So it's the disciple of the Sword Saint! No wonder he has such cultivation at a young age!"
Zhang Yunhai praised in his heart, but then asked in confusion, "Where is Mr. Wang?"
"My master is now practicing in seclusion, so he has no time to see guests!"
"In seclusion? He" Zhang Yunhai wanted to speak but stopped.
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 about it? Are you willing to hand over the secret book to me now?"
Zhang Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Where do I have secrets now?"
"I know!" Yang Xiaobao snorted coldly when he heard this, and said, "Forget it, I won't talk nonsense to you. Let's fight together. Only by winning me will you be qualified to learn secrets!"
Zhang Hao's heart beat wildly when he heard this.
His father once taught him that when he encounters danger, he just needs to use all his strength to attack the other party.
"bring it on."
Yang Xiaobao sneered, his figure shook, and in the blink of an eye rushed to Zhang Hao, and whipped his leg hard to Zhang Hao's waist.
In a hurry, Zhang Hao waved his arms to resist, but Yang Xiaobao kicked him five or six meters away and fell to the ground.
Zhang Hao coughed violently twice, his face pale as paper.
"How is it? Are you convinced?" Yang Xiaobao looked down at Zhang Hao with a arrogant look on his face.
"I'm convinced." Zhang Hao said with difficulty.
He was defeated completely in the move just now and had no power to fight back.
"Why do you suffer these hardships when you hand over the secret book early?"
Yang Xiaobao sneered, took out a yellowed ancient scroll from his arms and handed it to Zhang Hao, and said, "You practice first, and then talk about it for a while, so as not to waste secrets."
Zhang Hao trembled and opened the secret book and started to read it seriously.
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 what its name is?" Zhang Hao looked at Yang Xiaobao in shock.
"I don't know!" Yang Xiaobao shook his head. "Anyway, my master told me that this is the most suitable thing for me to practice, unless I find another method."
"Another kind? What other kind of exercise?" Zhang Hao asked.
"I don't know either. I can only ask clearly after my master comes out of seclusion."
Yang Xiaobao shook his head, then looked at Zhang Hao and said
"I advise you not to leave 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 with a knife, screaming in pain, "Oh! It hurts so much! Please pull it out for me quickly!"
When Zhang Hao saw this scene, he was stunned and speechless.
He never expected that Yang Xiaobao's thinking jumped so much. He said something about killing someone to silence him the moment before, but the next moment he turned into acting coquettishly.
"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. I'll give you the secret!"
Zhang Hao quickly handed the secret book to Yang Xiaobao and reminded him
"You must remember that you must recite this secret book once before you can practice it."
"Okay!" Yang Xiaobao took the secret book with a smile, and then said with anticipation on his face.
"Come on your back!"
Zhang Hao nodded, and then carefully looked at the secret book.
"Yi Jin Jing"
It tells the story of reaching the peak of martial arts through Qi training and transformation realm, reincarnation and prolonging life.
It has to be said that the Yi Jin Jing is an amazing technique that can not only strengthen the body, but also temper the muscles and bones.
Moreover, its most powerful thing is that it can train its spirit and increase its spiritual consciousness.
Spiritual consciousness is something that every cultivator dreams of, because the higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the stronger the spiritual consciousness, and he can even use magic.
The Yijin Jing happens to have this feature.
It’s just a pity that there are very few techniques recorded in the secret book, just a few sentences.
But even so, Zhang Hao still enjoyed endless benefits.
He took a deep breath, then stood up, looked at Yang Xiaobao with a solemn expression and said, "I will recite the secret book to you, but you must also remember it, it must not be passed on."
"Don't worry, a gentleman's word is as good as hell!"