There have always been many rumors about the above deeds. Some people know it, and some people don't. It is difficult to verify whether it is true or not.
But there is one thing that everyone in the world is wrong about, and that is the origin of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. It did not come from the Beggar Clan, but was created by someone else.
Apart from Zhuang Yifang, the first leader of the Beggar Clan, only Ye Xingyu himself knows the truth.
Of course, even if he was willing to tell the truth, no one would believe him.
Therefore, when Zheng Shirley's mother asked, Ye Xingyu casually answered with "Dragon Subduing Palm", because similar names such as Dragon Subduing Palm, Subduing Tiger Fist, Arhat Finger, King Kong Jin, etc. are very vulgar and can be found all over the street.
Almost every martial arts school teaches it.
Unexpectedly, the other party thought of the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" just by using the word "subduing the dragon", which made Ye Xingyu somewhat admired.
In addition, he was also curious about what kind of palm technique the other party used? Zhiyin Zhihan was quite extraordinary. It was something Ye Xingyu had never seen before.
But before he could come up with an answer, Zheng Xueli rushed over and knelt down on the ground with his hands clasped together.
"Brother Xingyu, I beg you, please let my mother go and don't embarrass her! She is seriously ill..."
"You get up first, I didn't do anything to her!"
Ye Xingyu grabbed one of Zheng Shirley's arms and pulled her up from the ground.
When Zheng's mother saw this scene, she opened her mouth and screamed: "Come back! I'm not dead yet!"
Zheng Shirley turned around and saw her mother's body falling backwards, and then there was no movement.
"mom--!"
Zheng Shirley cried and rushed over to help her mother up from the ground, only to find that she was so angry that she had fallen into a coma.
Ye Xingyu also walked quickly closer, knelt down next to Zheng's mother, reached out to feel her pulse, and at the same time observed through the body with his spiritual power.
He found that the woman's condition was very bad. The blood in her body was almost coagulated, her body temperature became very low, and she might die at any time.
Ye Xingyu felt very strange. He obviously didn't strike hard, he just knocked the opponent away. Why did she become like this?
Moreover, what happened to the extreme cold energy in her body? Could it be that the palm energy backfired and hurt herself?
But even so, it shouldn't be so serious, or even life-threatening.
Ye Xingyu couldn't help but fell into deep thought and remained silent for a long time.
Zheng Shirley's face was full of nervousness, and she was extremely anxious inside. She couldn't help but ask: "How is it? Is she in danger?"
Ye Xingyu slowly let go of his hand to check the pulse and only replied: "It's hopeless."
"What?" Zheng Xueli was shocked, her face was ashen, and two lines of tears came out of her eyes and flowed down her cheeks instantly.
Ye Xingyu suddenly remembered what Zheng Shirley said just now, and asked: "You said your mother is sick, what kind of disease is it?"
Zheng Xueli seemed not to have heard anything. She sat on the ground stupidly, holding her cold mother in her hands. She seemed to have not come back to her senses. She was crying and her face was full of sadness.
Ye Xingyu shook his head secretly and answered to himself: "It's probably not an illness, it's just that I got carried away while practicing Qigong."
When Zheng Shirley heard this, she reacted instantly, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, and shouted to Ye Xingyu: "Yes, my mother is obsessed with it, and I can't cure it even though I tried my best."
she……"
As he spoke, his voice became choked with sobs.
Ye Xingyu sighed and asked, "Do you know what kind of kung fu she practices?"
"I...I don't know...she never...taught me..." Zheng Shirley answered while crying.
Ye Xingyu carefully recalled the fighting situation at that time, and always felt that the opponent's palm was too sinister, cold, poisonous, weird and unreasonable.
So, he searched his memory, kept guessing, and finally remembered a long-lost sinister martial arts called "Xuanming Divine Palm". It was very consistent with the current situation, and it was probably it.
It is said that the Xuanming Divine Palm was created by Taoist Baishu, who was a leading figure in the martial arts world at that time. His martial arts were superb and shocked the martial arts world.
The characteristic of Xuanming Divine Palm is that it is extremely yin and soft, turning the energy of the palm into cold poison. Once it hits the opponent, it will take advantage of the weakness and let the opponent's body be filled with cold air and become cold. When the attack occurs, the pain is excruciating and there is almost no cure.
Perhaps, it can be called one of the most sinister and poisonous martial arts.
However, although the Xuanming Divine Palm is powerful, it has a major flaw. If you encounter an opponent with stronger internal strength and fight against the opponent's palm, not only will you not get any benefits, but you will also be counterattacked by your own energy. And the harder you use it, the stronger the backlash will be.
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Therefore, the Xuanming Divine Palm is only suitable for using the strong to bully the weak, and can never be used to fight the weak against the strong. If used improperly, it will be equivalent to setting yourself on fire.
Thinking of this, Ye Xingyu suddenly realized, and finally understood why Zheng's mother was seriously injured and dying after being repelled even though she clearly did not kill him. It was because she used the Xuanming Divine Palm, but the palm's power was not as good as Ye Xingyu's, so
You will reap the consequences.
Of course, just because of the backlash of energy, the injury would not be like this. The main reason is that he went crazy.
As Ye Xingyu said, Zheng's mother once practiced improperly and became possessed by demons. Her meridians were misaligned and cold poison entered her body. Not only was she unable to improve her cultivation, but she also suffered from pain.
Although she relied on some special means to suppress the cold poison in her body and was not killed, she laid huge hidden dangers.
Until just now, she had mistakenly thought that Ye Xingyu was young and could be bullied, so she took action with anger and no mercy.
Unexpectedly, Ye Xingyu's cultivation was astonishing, and his palm power was so fierce that he happened to restrain the Xuan Ming Divine Palm, causing Mother Zheng's sinister palm power to bite back on himself. This was equivalent to lighting the fuse and detonating the explosive barrel, causing the original attack to be blocked.
The suppressed cold poison is completely released and spreads throughout the body.
In this situation, it is difficult for gods to save him, not even Ye Xingyu can do anything.
But Zheng Shirley regarded Ye Xingyu as her only savior, crying and begging desperately: "Brother Xingyu, I beg you, please save my mother! You are so capable, you must have a way!"
Ye Xingyu shook his head gently and replied with only three words: "It can't be saved."
"No! You can definitely save me!" Zheng Shirley jumped up like crazy, her eyes were red and she was so excited that she grabbed Ye Xingyu's arm and refused to let go.
"Do you still hate me? That's why you refuse to help me? Then I apologize to you! I was wrong! I was really wrong! I just lied to you to treat my mother. I didn't mean it.
, can you forgive me?"
As she spoke, Shirley Zheng began to cry loudly. She was extremely sad, and it didn't seem like she was faking it.
Although Ye Xingyu was very disgusted with Zheng Shirley's deceptive behavior, he couldn't help but feel unbearable when he saw her crying so hard that her eyes were swollen like peaches.
What's more, she was not doing it for her own benefit, but for her mother's life and death. She was sincere and not like acting. Ye Xingyu thought to himself: Should I help her once?