"Senior Brother Yu, thank you for your generous help. Otherwise, my life will not be saved now."
Qin Mo took two steps forward and bowed his fist to Yu Tianzheng to express his gratitude.
If Yu Tianzheng hadn't arrived in time, it might have been difficult for him to escape this disaster.
"Brother Qin Mo, you helped our junior brothers in the Sword Alliance, I should thank you."
Yu Tianzheng laughed and quickly helped Qin Mo up.
To be honest, he admired Qin Mo very much.
It is really difficult for foreign disciples like them to gain a foothold in the Nangong family.
Faced with the suppression from those disciples of our own clan, everyone is in danger.
Who dares to be the first person?
In Qin Mo, Yu Tianzheng seemed to see his former self.
I think back then, he was so passionate that he would not hesitate to declare war on the entire Nangong family for the sake of the oppressed foreign disciples.
However, he was lucky and finally got the appreciation of the clan elders, and the turmoil was subsided.
"Brother Qin Mo, take this Ziyang Pill first, it will help you recover some energy and blood."
Yu Tianzheng was not stingy and gave the Ziyang Pill to Qin Mo.
You must know that the Ziyang Pill is even higher than the Nirvana Pill and is very precious.
"Forget the elixir, I'll just rest for a few days and be fine."
Qin Mo rejected the other party's kindness.
He has the Ancestral Dragon Cauldron and the alchemy skills in the "Emperor's Sutra", so it is not difficult to refine the Ziyang Pill.
Besides.
Yu Tianzheng had been slapped by Nangong Jie all his life because of him, and he needed Ziyang Pill more than him.
"No, you must take this elixir, otherwise I will have trouble sleeping and eating."
Yu Tianzheng was not happy and forced the pill into Qin Mo's hand.
"this……"
Qin Mo couldn't laugh or cry, he had never seen such a person before.
In public, he didn't want to argue with Yu Tian like a bitch, so he accepted the Ziyang Pill.
"I borrowed this Ziyang Pill from you, and I will return it to you tenfold in the future."
Qin Mo said solemnly.
When his cultivation is higher and he can further use the Ancestral Dragon Cauldron, refining Ziyang Pill will not be a problem at all.
Of course, Yu Tianzheng didn't take these words to heart and only regarded them as Qin Mo's good intentions.
"Many disciples of the Sword Alliance are injured. Let's say goodbye today. I will find an opportunity to visit you in a few days."
Yu Tianzheng clasped his fists and did not stay any longer.
He took several injured Sword Alliance disciples and hurried down the mountain.
Qin Mo was injured now and didn't have the energy to look for aglossus, so he returned to his residence early.
On the other hand, Yang Li and Su Zhe helped Qin Mo complete the task by handing over three Agora plants.
Seven days later.
Qin Mo recovered as before.
"I really didn't expect that my self-healing power is so terrifying. I am worthy of being a body transformed by Emperor Qin."
Qin Mo originally thought it would take a month or two to recover.
Unexpectedly, his wound healed in just three days.
After seven days, the internal organs were completely restored, and the whole person became energetic and vigorous again.
"Nangongjie, sooner or later, I will seek revenge on you."
Although Qin Mo's injuries healed, he couldn't feel relieved inside.
Nangong Jie almost killed him, and this revenge must be avenged.
After this battle, Qin Mo realized the gap between himself and Nangong Jie.
If he wants to defeat Nangong Jie, he must practice Luan Xing Fist.
Qin Mo opened the secret book again, and the star villain appeared in his mind again.
"No matter what, just keep practicing!"
Qin Mo stopped thinking wildly, and he would do whatever the little man in the stars practiced.
Bang bang bang...
The sound of breaking wind echoed in the bamboo garden.
Every move he makes is without any structure and makes people confused.
"Huh? Brother Qin Mo is practicing boxing? Should I avoid it?"
At some point, a figure appeared outside the Bamboo Garden.
Those who come are fighting for heaven.
"Senior Brother Yu, why are you here?"
Qin Mo stopped and said with a surprised look on his face.
"I left in a hurry that day at Longmen Peak. I'm here to visit you again today. If you don't mind, I'll buy you a drink."
Yu Tianzheng said, raising the wine bottle in his hand.
"come on in."
Qin Mo quickly opened the courtyard door.
Immediately, the two sat at the stone table, each poured a glass of wine, and exchanged simple greetings.
"What kind of boxing did you just practice? I've never seen it before."
Yu Tianzheng knew that it was impolite to ask this question.
But he was just too curious.
"Chaotic Star Fist."
Qin Mo told him frankly.
"The Chaotic Star Fist, one of the eight skills of Fulong?"
Yu Tianzheng's expression changed.
"If you want to gain a foothold in the Nangong family, you must cultivate a powerful magical power."
Qin Mo drank a glass and smiled lightly.
"That's true."
Yu Tianzheng couldn't agree more.
He also practiced the Eight Skills of Fulong, called "Han Yu Shou".
At the beginning, he used this magical power to destroy the thunder with his bare hands.
"Unfortunately, this Luan Xing Fist is so mysterious that I still don't have any clue, so I can only practice it randomly and make Senior Brother Yu laugh."
Qin Mo shook his head and laughed at himself.
"I heard an elder of the Nangong family say that Luan Xing Fist emphasizes intention rather than form, and strength rather than moves."
Yu Tianzheng recalled it carefully.
"The reason why this set of boxing is difficult to practice is that it has no moves to practice, and you need to create your own moves."
"Create your own moves?"
Qin Mo stood up suddenly, as if he was given a slap in the face.
He has been wondering what the rules of Luan Xing Fist are like.
Unexpectedly, he was wrong from the beginning.
Luan Xing Fist has no moves at all, but has to create its own moves.
"The elders of the clan have said that everyone who has mastered the Luan Xing Fist has completely different killing moves, but the power and meaning of the fist are different and lead to the same goal."
Yu Tianzheng's words once again gave Qin Mo some inspiration.
Combining the explanations in the "Emperor's Sutra", he looked back and thought about the training method of Luan Xing Fist, and suddenly felt a sense of understanding.
The secret of Luan Xing Fist is eight words: unpredictable and invincible!
Because there are no moves and no rules, in the eyes of others, the moves are completely random, and naturally there is no way to solve it.
If you want to break a trick, you must first find its rules.
If there are no rules, how can we talk about breaking tricks?
Since you can't break the move, you are naturally invincible!
Luan Xing Fist is an unpredictable boxing technique.
"In the past thousand years, no one in the Nangong family has mastered the Luan Xing Fist. Among the eight skills of Fulong, this is the most difficult magical power. You are really brave."
Yu Tianzheng smiled and toasted Qin Mo.
He was definitely not making fun of Qin Mo, but he admired him from the bottom of his heart.
He also came into contact with Luan Xing Quan at first, but finally gave up.
The difficulty of practicing Luan Xing Fist is simply too great.
Even the elders of the Nangong family advised him not to aim too high.
Unexpectedly, Qin Mo actually chose Chaotic Star Fist.
Fortunately, because of Yu Tianzheng's words, Qin Mo was awakened and he found the correct direction of cultivation.
It is true that ordinary people cannot practice Luan Xing Fist.
But Qin Mo has guidance from the "Emperor's Scripture". Once he finds the right direction, it will be much easier to practice.
"Brother Qin Mo, I came to see you today because of something very important."
After three drinks, Yu Tianzheng finally got to the point.