Next, Long Baichuan began to teach Ye Xiong this set of "Piaomiao Palm".
This set of palm techniques is countless times more difficult than Xiaoyao Palm. Even a person like Ye Xiong, who thinks he is smart and is proficient in the acupoints and meridians of the human body, spent several hours to initially understand it.
"Yes, it's faster than I thought. You have learned the nine-point magic acupuncture and understand the meridians. Otherwise, it will probably take twice as long." Long Baichuan was quite satisfied with Ye Xiong's speed. "After you go back, hurry up and take the time.
By practicing, I should be able to master it in time for the sect competition, and I should have no problem breaking into the secret place by then."
"What secret place?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.
"For the sect competition in the past, the last group of disciples will enter a secret place for assessment."
As Long Baichuan said this, he took out a red bag from his body and handed it over.
"It contains things for you to do. When you enter the secret place, you can open it at that time. If you can't enter, just burn it. It will only make you regretful."
"You can also play with the tips, that's fine."
Ye Xiong smiled and found that his voice had changed a bit.
This time we say goodbye, I don’t know how long it will take to see each other again.
"Damn old man, you're obviously not locked up, why do you want to stay in this damn place? Why don't you just run away?"
Long Baichuan didn't have his limbs chained with iron chains like the old Taoist priests. It was probably because Long Sanfeng thought of his fellow disciples that he didn't have his hands chained.
"No one can stand without faith. Since I promised Long Sanfeng that I will never leave here, you don't have to say it anymore."
After Long Baichuan finished speaking, he walked to the bed and sat down cross-legged.
"What is going on between cultivators and ancient warriors? Master, why did you choose cultivators in the first place?" Ye Xiong suddenly remembered that there was another important thing he forgot to ask.
"Cultivators do exist, but they are not as powerful as the rumors say. The master also believed the villain's words and went astray. You will never follow in the footsteps of the master and practice ancient martial arts. Do you hear me?" Long Baichuan said sternly.
Ye Xiong walked in front of him, knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times.
"Damn old man, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to rescue you and let you enjoy the happiness in your next life." Ye Xiong choked up.
The master is over sixty years old, and he is still imprisoned in this dark and dark place. Thinking about it makes him feel sad.
"Go back, master, he only has ten or twenty years left to live, so there is no way to live." Long Baichuan sighed.
Ye Xiong stood up and left sadly.
The stone door rolled down until it was completely closed, and Ye Xiong was ready to leave.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.
There is another stone gate next to Long Baichuan, which is almost exactly the same.
This is nothing. This forbidden area is full of stone chambers like this, and Ye Xiong doesn't find it strange.
The strange thing was that he vaguely felt that the moss on the stone cave door was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
By the way, the door of the stone chamber where the old Taoist priest was imprisoned had moss growing on it, exactly like these.
Could it be that the old Taoist priest was imprisoned here?
Ye Xiong walked forward along the secret path. After walking for a few minutes, he found the cave that he had blasted open with the Thunder Fist.
He guessed correctly, the old Taoist priest was imprisoned in the stone chamber next to Long Baichuan.
Ye Xiong looked at the time and saw that it was still half an hour until four o'clock. He immediately moved the stone and got through.
He really wanted to know who the Taoist here was, and he also wanted to know something about the cultivators. Although Long Baichuan said that cultivators were only exaggerated, he would not give up until he understood it in his heart.
This stubborn personality is deeply rooted in his bones and has formed a character.
After crawling for ten minutes, Ye Xiong pushed open the stone cover and got out.
Just like last time, the white-haired old Taoist priest was still sitting cross-legged next to the stone wall, with his limbs chained and his eyes unopened, as if he was petrified.
"Old Taoist priest, I'm here to see you."
Ye Xiong dusted himself off, walked to the old Taoist priest and sat down.
The old Taoist priest then opened his eyes and glanced at him lightly: "Why are you coming back?"
"I just saw the master come back, and suddenly I thought of you. I don't know how long it will take to come back after leaving this time, so I wanted to see if there is anything you need my help with?"
The master was imprisoned, and at least he could leave occasionally and wander around. The old Taoist priest was even more pitiful. His hands and feet were tied and he couldn't leave even a step. Compared to the master, he was in much more pain. Ye Xiong became sympathetic and then
Decided to come in and see him.
"Did Long Baichuan give you a tips bag and ask you to help him?" the old Taoist priest suddenly asked.
"Hey, how did you know?" Ye Xiong was very surprised. He paused and suddenly realized: "I understand. You eavesdropped on my conversation with the master, right?"
"There are compartments in this stone room. You just eavesdropped." The old Taoist snorted: "But you are right, I eavesdropped."
Since it was soundproofed, how did he eavesdrop? Did he have any means to eavesdrop on other people's conversations through the soundproof wall? Isn't this too magical?
"Old Taoist priest, you are so awesome at bragging, I give you a thumbs up." Ye Xiong gave a thumbs up.
"I'm already here. I don't want to ask for your money when I'm doing something for you. I just want to see you pity me. Time is short. I have to go out quickly. Do you really not need my help to do anything?"
The old Taoist priest shook his head and closed his eyes.
"Since you don't need help, then I'll leave and see you again indefinitely."
After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he ran to the entrance of the cave and got in.
"Wait a minute." The old Taoist priest suddenly shouted.
"What do you want to do?" Ye Xiong got up and said angrily.
"Come here, I'll give you something."
The old Taoist priest drew something as big as a palm and as square as a talisman from his body, and placed it on the ground in front of him.
"What is this? Is it painted with a Bagua pattern?" Ye Xiong picked it up, looked at it over and over, and found a small button on the lower end, which was very strange.
"Since we have met, we are destined to accept this thing. It can save your life at a critical moment." After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.
"Can this thing save my life?"
Ye Xiong looked left and right, and as he continued to look, he realized that this was not a machine weapon or a cannonball. The key was that it was so thin that it couldn't even hide a silver needle. How could it save people?
Is it possible that something else will emerge from the Tai Chi portrait?
"Old Taoist priest, thank you."
Ye Xiong was embarrassed to refuse the offer, so he accepted it.
"By the way, how do you use this thing?"
"When it comes to threatening things, just press the button."
"Thank you, old Taoist priest. I'll leave first."
Ye Xiong got into the hole and prepared to leave.
As soon as he was halfway in, the old Taoist priest suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute."
Ye Xiong's face turned dark. Did the old Taoist priest want to play with him or was there something wrong with his mind? Is there anyone who would say half and half?
"A word to you: The ancient martial arts world is not as simple as you think. It cannot be ruled out that a large part of them are kind-hearted, but some people have sinister intentions. To see a person's true face clearly, you must look at it with your heart.