Chapter 100: There is only one truth about the reasoning of the famous detective Hong 7

I have to mention that Laipima’s feet are really bad. I won’t mention it when I travel thousands of miles a day and eight hundred at night. It just wanders around two to three hundred miles without stopping in the day, and it takes three or four days. , Not to mention the sea, Su Yi has never even seen a small river.
　　
　　 Just no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't get down and run to Peach Blossom Island on two legs. Fortunately, there was nothing urgent, so Su Yi just let it go.
　　
　　 At noon this day, Su Yi was having a drink in an inn that he was passing by. The big fish and the meat were eating so happily, his eyes flashed vaguely, and there was a goose-yellow cloud skirt floating by the corner of his eyes, but his figure was very familiar.
　　
　　 Such a coincidence?
　　
Su Yi immediately paid for the wine, and hurriedly chased it out. Sure enough, a little girl in a goose-yellow shirt was walking around with a lot of ingredients in her hand, although it was tens of meters away. Su Yi could still hear the little tune humming softly in her mouth. The sound was like a scorpion in her ears, and it was light and long. Could it be Huang Rong who had just been separated for half a month...
　　
　　 Su Yi suddenly smiled with joy. This time I really dozed off and got a pillow. I couldn't find the way to Peach Blossom Island when I was worried. There was a guide to the plot here... God help me too!
　　
　　 then lightly followed up.
　　
In a small jungle not far from the town, the honest child Guo Jing was sweating profusely at a small tree and had epilepsy. He didn't use his deep internal strength, just palm after palm with his own strength. Although there is no internal force, the small tree still sways in the wind from side to side, rippling back and forth in the wind, despite the fact that it does not bring internal force, but it is constant. Although every palm is useless, Guo Jing does It is not at all discouraged, it is still a dedicated exercise. Nothing to be lazy!
　　
And ten feet away, an old beggar was lying on a tree branch with his mouth slept, watching his drooling appearance, as if he had dreamed of some unparalleled food... This man is not the legendary Beibei Hong Qigong. What!
　　
　　 Huang Rong came to the woods and saw that Guo Jing was still working hard. Look at the handsome appearance of Hong Qigong next to him. He suddenly showed dissatisfaction. He couldn't help but push Hong Qigong a few times, and said, "Qigong, you see Brother Jing has been practicing for three days. Now, there is still no progress at all. Are you pointing to him again?"
　　
Hong Qigong lazily rolled over, and said in a daze, "Although this kid has deep internal skills, his aptitude is really not very good, but his comprehension is also extremely poor. My trick is Kang Long, although it is a simple way. But there are also very subtle changes in it. If he uses this trick against the enemy now, the power is no small, but if he wants to use the full power of this trick, he has to practice so hard, wait for his own body to remember. After these changes in the moves, he will be considered to have really practiced this trick. Kanglong regrets it! All that should be taught, and the rest depends on his own good fortune. If you really can't bear his hardship, let him not practice. Got it?"
　　
　　 "But..." Huang Rong twisted her body reluctantly, worrying: "Brother Jing will have a martial arts competition in more than a month. I'm worried he will get hurt!"
　　
"Only his current inner strength cultivation base is enough to beat the younger generation invincible. What's there to worry about?" Hong Qigong saw Huang Rong beside him and he couldn't sleep, so he just stood up and looked incredible. Said to her: "Do you know? This kid has such a poor aptitude, but his internal strength is extremely high. Old beggar, I want to break my head, and I can't figure out which technique is so shocking. The ability of ghosts and gods can make this foolish kid cultivate such an effect!"
　　
"But..." Hong Qigong suddenly pondered: "This kid is obviously following the Taoist line of mind. If you say that the most brilliant martial arts of the family, it was taken by the Quanzhen Sect Wang Chongyang more than ten years ago. "Nine Yin Scriptures", is this kid practicing "Nine Yin Scriptures"?"
　　
The more he thought about it, the more likely he was. Hong Qigong's expression changed sharply. He couldn't help taking a sip of wine and calmed his mind. He affirmed: "Yes, there is only one truth! It must be that way, except for the "Nine Yin Scriptures", Is there any other Taoist magical skill that can enable this stupid boy to have such a high level of internal strength cultivation? What he has cultivated must be the "Nine Yin Zhenjing" undoubtedly!"
　　
Next to Huang Rong, she covered her mouth in surprise. She had also heard of "Nine Yin Scriptures". It was a peerless magic technique that her father couldn't ask for. Did she just find a lover and practiced "Nine Yin Scriptures" ? Where did he get this cheat?
　　
　　 Huang Rong wanted to step forward and ask to understand, but she was worried that Guo Jing would hide something from her. For a while, she froze and froze there...
　　
　　 After a while, she figured it out. Forget it, it doesn't matter what he cultivates, as long as he treats me well!
　　
At the moment, Huang Rong gave up her thoughts of questioning, but continued to focus on Guo Jing’s safety. She tugged Hong Qigong’s arm and said coquettishly: "Qigong~ You don’t know how powerful the guy who is competing with my brother Jing is. , Do you know the Dragon King of the Ghost Gate? Do you know Thousand-Handed Man Tu? They are all famous masters. As a result, I saw that guy rushing up with one man and one sword. Both guys were killed by one move! Especially That ghost dragon king was beaten directly into meat sauce~ that guy is so powerful, and if Brother Jing competes with him, he will definitely hurt him."
　　
　　 Thinking of the tragic situation he saw before, Huang Rong couldn't help but shiver again! Obviously Su Yi's madness at the time still made her frightened!
　　
　　 "Really?"
　　
　　 Next to him, Hong Qigong stiffened, suddenly got up and asked Huang Rong seriously.
　　
　　 Huang Rong nodded with a vow.
　　
　　 "When did such a master appear in the arena?"
　　
Hong Qigong rubbed his chin, pondered for a long time, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "The "Nine Suns True Scriptures" was born, and now the "Nine Yin True Scriptures" also have heirs. As a result, such a super master was born. There is Su Yi, who seeks defeat and specializes in challenging the heads of various factions. So many young masters suddenly appeared... During this time, the limelight in the arena is not quite right..."
　　
　　 "Ah, that's right... I heard Sha Tongtian yell the man to be defeated..." Hearing Hong Qigong's whisper to himself, Huang Rong added as if suddenly remembering something.
　　
　　 "Then do you know what the real name of that Dugu defeated?"
　　
　　 Huang Rong replied casually: "It's called Yang Kang! He is my brother Jing's righteous brother, and he is also the one who will compete with him in the future!"
　　
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　　 "Yang Kang?"
　　
　　 Hong Qigong couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the name, and then he slapped his thighs and burst into laughter.
　　
　　 "Ahahahaha..."
　　
The more he laughed, the happier he was. At the end of the laugh, he couldn't even control his body shape. He couldn't help but fell directly from the fork and fell to the ground with a bang. Even so, he was still laughing and shooting. Hammering his thigh on the ground, as if Yang Kang's name is the funniest joke in the world, and that crazy smile means that he will die next moment.
　　
　　 Huang Rong suddenly puffed up his mouth, and said dissatisfied: "Why my brother Jing wants to compete with that Dugu defeat, are you happy Qi Gong?"
　　
　　 Hong Qigong barely managed to put away the earth-shattering laugh, still a weak look, and gasped: "He...hehe...not happy, hehehe...it's funny, really funny!"
　　
　　 After taking a few deep breaths and reluctantly putting away his smile, Hong Qigong sat up and smiled: "I've seen that kid. His martial arts are indeed quite good, but do you know the Huashan sword 18 years ago?"
　　
　　 "Know, does it have anything to do with this?"
　　
Hong Qigong slapped his thigh, "It’s a big deal! Back then, Huangshan was talking about swords. I, Emperor Duan, Ouyang Feng, your father, and Wang Chongyang, five of us competed in Huashan for several days and nights. Chongyang won the world's number one throne and also got a peerless secret book "Nine Yin Zhenjing"!"
　　
　　 "Hmph, if you compare it now, my dad must be the first one. He must have been careless back then." Huang Rong suddenly curled his lips unconvinced.
　　
"That's not the point~EbookFREE.me~ The point is that the "Nine Yin Scriptures" fell into the hands of Wang Chongyang. This is known and recognized by everyone in the world, which means that the "Nine Yin Scriptures" can barely It's a of Quanzhen Sect, that Yang Kang is Xiaoqiu's disciple, right? That means he is an authentic Quanzhen disciple!"
　　
Hong Qigong said with a smile: "Your brother Jing wants to compete with a Quanzhen disciple, but in the end he used Quanzhen Sect's top Taoist magic skills, and that Quanzhen disciple's martial arts foundation is Buddhism, don’t you think it’s the opposite? Isn’t this the funniest thing in the world?"
　　
Thinking of the overbearing and hot innocence of the boy a year ago, the power of "Nine-Yin Scriptures" is evident, and the silly boy in front of him must be the successor of "Nine-Yin Scriptures", but... There can be a fight!
　　
　　 Hong Qigong suddenly felt that he had to join in at that time! (to be continued)
　　
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