Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

"No, you are the sea... No... You are so young... Once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud... Do you know?"

The moment Wu Yazi saw Wang Yuyan, he lost his composure and muttered to himself, as if he had lost his soul.

The person he loves the most in his life is Li Qiushui's sister, Li Canghai. Even if he and Li Qiushui are husband and wife, he will never forget Li Canghai.

He even carved a jade statue of Li Canghai in the Langhuan Jade Cave. He was so intoxicated every day that he neglected Li Qiushui, so that she felt resentful and teamed up with Ding Chunqiu to make Wu Yazi disabled and cut off his future in martial arts. .

But even so, he didn't have much resentment towards Li Qiushui, but he was still thinking about Li Qiushui's sister, Li Canghai.

So when he saw Wang Yuyan who looked like Li Qiushui and also Li Canghai, Wu Yazi was confused.

Wang Yuyan was strictly disciplined by her mother since she was a child, and because of the embarrassment of her parents and grandparents, Li Qingluo never told Wang Yuyan who her grandparents were, and Wang Yuyan never asked about these things.

So when Ding Chunqiu, Wang Yuyan's nominal grandfather died, she didn't have any reaction, but now when she saw Wu Yazi, she felt an inexplicable sense of closeness, even though she had never seen Wu Yazi before.

"Senior Wu Yazi?" Wang Yuyan called Wu Yazi softly, but Wu Yazi didn't reply, just sat on the stone bed and looked at her.

"Little girl, are you willing to accept the inheritance of my Xiaoyao faction?" Wu Yazi suddenly sighed, and he had already made a plan in his heart.

Murong Fu is certainly a good candidate, but the girl in front of him has the feeling of blood connection with him, combined with her age.

Her identity is ready to be revealed - her granddaughter.

Back then Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui had a daughter, so many years have passed, his daughter has already grown up, it is not surprising to have a child.

Although I'm not sure, I can't lie to myself about the throbbing feeling of my blood.

Instead of passing on the Xiaoyao faction to others, it is better to pass it on to your own descendants. After all, with Wang Yuyan's appearance, she is indeed very pleasing. As for the martial arts talent, it is expected that it will not be bad.

"Ah? Senior Wu Yazi, a little girl doesn't like to fight, let alone practice martial arts, how can she accept the mantle of senior?" Wang Yuyan was startled when she heard the words, and then said in a very embarrassed way.

She is familiar with martial arts cheats in order to get closer to her cousin. As for asking her to practice martial arts, she has no intentions, so that she has not practiced martial arts for a day at the age of eighteen, and has already missed the best time to build a foundation in martial arts. .

"Little girl, you have a predestined relationship with my Xiaoyao faction, and besides, the old man's inheritance is a good fortune that many people in the Jianghu dream of. You should not refuse." Wu Yazi said to Wang Yuyan with a pleasant face.

Even if Wang Yuyan's bones are not good, as long as she accepts his internal strength inheritance, she can immediately cleanse her tendons and cut her marrow, and become a physique suitable for cultivation. Moreover, with the deep Beiming Zhenqi as the foundation, practicing his Xiaoyao School martial arts will get twice the result with half the effort.

No one else would have thought that just because of this face which was very similar to Li Qiushui and Li Canghai, Wu Yazi was favored by him alone.

Murong Fu looked at Wang Yuyan, feeling both envious and gratified in his heart, but there was also a faint sense of resentment and injustice.

He originally thought that when Ningxiu brought him, Wu Yazi would definitely choose himself as the successor, but Wu Yazi would not choose him, but chose his cousin Wang Yuyan who didn't even know a little martial arts.

If he gets the inheritance of the Xiaoyao faction, he will marry Princess Yinchuan of Xixia and become a son-in-law, and he will most likely take control of the military in the future. When Li Qiushui dies, with his martial arts, the entire Xixia will become his own, and he can complete it at that time The dream of rejuvenation.

It's just a wrong step, he failed to break the chess game, he has already missed it, it is normal for Wu Yazi not to choose him.

Ning Xiu is also a little emotional. Seriously speaking, the values ​​in Jin Yong's novels are fame and wealth, military status, the more you work hard, the less you will lose it. If you have no desire for fame and wealth, as long as you have a kind heart, these will come to your door. Wang Yuyan, Duan Yu, these are Best example.

This kind of value is actually quite trite. Like in the eight novels of Tianlong, the three male protagonists are all dawdling around and have nothing to do. As a result, the status of martial arts is rushed, like Murong Fu, who has a firm goal and works hardest in the book, but hits the wall everywhere, a little The benefits are not reaped, the key is the long-cherished wish of his family, the goals set for him are simply unattainable daydreams, and the ending is death or madness.

It is true that Murong Fu is a talented person, but if he wants to recruit enough talents in the huge arena to achieve the great cause of restoring the country, the success rate is almost zero.

And Ning Xiu helped him because he valued his tenacity and hard work. These qualities are very similar to him. Many friends have many paths, and forming a good relationship with these people may bring him some help in the future.

Besides, after Ning Xiu absorbed Li Qiushui and Ding Chunqiu's internal energy, it would take some time to completely refine it, so it is inappropriate to absorb other people's internal energy at this time, so he gave the opportunity to Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu.

As for who can obtain the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect, it doesn't matter to him.

"It's a great fortune for my cousin to inherit the mantle of Wu Yazi's senior. Why don't you thank senior?" Murong Fu saw Wang Yuyan's submissiveness, hesitating, looking at Ning Xiu and himself from time to time, so he said.

Since I can't get the inheritance of Wu Yazi, then this cousin who has always admired me will get it. In the future, my cousin will become the head of the Xiaoyao faction. With Wang Yuyan's habit of obedience to her, the Xiaoyao faction can also become my help in the future. , Murong Fu felt relieved.

"Okay, senior, Yuyan is willing to inherit the mantle of the senior." Wang Yuyan finally agreed, and stepped forward and knelt down to give Wu Yazi a few head-doves, which was considered to be a member of the Xiaoyao Sect.

But at this moment, Wu Yazi also saw Wang Yuyan's character clearly, she was a weak woman after all, her character was too soft, she would definitely not be able to control her subordinates for a long time in the future, let alone her senior sister Wu Xingyun and junior sister Li Qiushui.

So he looked at Murong Fu again, and the old voice came to Murong Fu's ears:

"Young master, if you are willing to worship under my Xiaoyao Sect, become a member of the Xiaoyao Sect, and help the head of the Xiaoyao Sect to repeat its glory in the future, the old man can also pass on three points of your skills."

Murong Fu was overjoyed, he thought it was impossible to get Wu Yazi's skill, but now he heard that Wu Yazi was willing to pass some of it to himself, he was also overjoyed, he immediately swore that he would become a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect and never betray, and immediately knelt down to pay homage to his master present.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Wu Yazi breathed a sigh of relief and flicked his sleeves happily.

With a swish, the sleeves were lifted up, and they were placed on the shoulders of Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu who were kneeling on the ground.

The two of them felt that their bodies suddenly flew up like clouds and fog, and felt that the sleeves were like arms, holding his body and pulling.

In just an instant, the two of them had already been pulled to his side by Wu Yazi, Murong Fu yelled "Ah", he felt a heat on his veins, a surge of internal force rose from his arms, and rushed towards his heart extremely quickly, Murong Fu Involuntarily, he resisted with Murong's mind. Wu Yazi's internal energy retreated at the touch of a touch, and nothing happened immediately.

Murong Fu knew that he was testing the depth of his inner strength, he said with a wry smile: "My disciples have little talent and learning, and their skills are weak, so I would teach seniors to laugh at me."

Unexpectedly, Wu Yazi was very happy, and said with a smile: "Very good, very good, your kung fu is not weak at all, and you are definitely not weak among the young generation, but if you want to pass on your kung fu, the old man needs to put in a lot of effort. gone."

Murong Fu didn't have time to react, he felt his whole body limp, like soaking in a big vat of warm water, after a quarter of an hour, there seemed to be hot air coming out from the pores all over his body, unexpectedly all the energy in his body was exhausted.

"Good skill, but the old man's skill is more profound and pure, it's done!"

However, this body power was sucked into Wu Yazi's body at the moment when it was about to dissipate. His thirteen Jiazi's Beiming Zhenqi suddenly increased by more than one Jiazi, seven of which were slowly entered into Wang Yuyan's body, and the remaining three were Pour into the Murong Fu meridian.

After all, she is a congenital expert who has opened up the meridians of the whole body, Murong Fu can receive the energy much faster, and Wang Yuyan has never practiced internal energy, and her body is still very weak, so naturally she can't be as impatient as she was when she gave Murong Fu input energy.

"Little girl, you're ready too!"

As soon as Wu Yazi finished speaking, Wang Yuyan suddenly felt a thin wisp of hot air rushing into her brain from the "Baihui acupoint" on the top door, she couldn't cry out anymore, she thought to herself: "This is the way for the internal force to circulate the meridians. Does it feel... never tried before..."

As more and more kung fu helped her break through the entrances of the meridians and the acupuncture points all over her body, Wang Yuyan felt her mind getting hotter and hotter. She became dizzy all of a sudden, her head seemed to explode, and the hot air flowed all the way down. After a while, I couldn't bear it anymore, and passed out.

In the hallucination, she only felt that her whole body was light and light, like flying through the clouds and flying in the sky; suddenly her body was cold, as if she had dived into the depths of the blue sea, playing with schools of fish; Practice to always fail. While I was in a hurry, I suddenly felt that it was raining heavily, and it was falling on my body bit by bit, but the raindrops were hot. At this time, her mind gradually became clear, she opened her eyes, and saw that the old man was dripping with sweat all over his face, dripping down on her body, and there was still sweat on his cheeks, neck, and hair roots. Seep out.

Wang Yuyan found herself lying on the ground, and Wu Yazi was sitting beside her, the hand that was holding her head to teach the exercises had already been released.

At this time, Murong Fu had accepted Wu Yazi's third-level skill, and three years of pure Beiming magic power could operate on its own. He reckoned that his strength had more than doubled. Growth is real.

But when he turned to look at Wu Yazi, he said in surprise: "Master, you..." After only saying three words, he couldn't help being shocked, seeing that Wu Yazi had changed into a different person, on the original white and handsome face, It was covered with intersecting deep wrinkles, all the thick hair had fallen off, and the long shiny black beard had also turned into white beard.

Ning Xiu, who had been silently waiting for the end of Wu Yazi's teaching, sighed, "Senior Wu Yazi has passed on all his life's skills to you two."

"Master..." Seeing Wu Yazi's dying appearance, Wang Yuyan couldn't help feeling sad and shed tears.

Wu Yazi squinted his eyes, smiled weakly, and said, "You're done! My dear boy, your blessings are profound and far beyond my expectations. You can try to slap this board!"

Wang Yuyan understood Wu Yazi's intention, she slapped her palm as she said, only heard a crackling sound, half of a whole wall collapsed immediately, it collapsed even more than when she hit thousands of pieces with all her strength.

Even though she expected her martial arts to rise sharply, she was stunned when she saw it, and said: "I didn't use any martial arts palms, it's just that my internal strength alone has such power."

Murong Fu was also dumbfounded, he has obtained the third level of Wu Yazi's skill, his strength has already improved a lot, but compared to his cousin Wang Yuyan who has grown from a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken to a congenital master Such a weak existence, how can such a change not be surprising.

Wu Yazi was very happy with a smile on his face, and said: "Yes... yes, Master, I have worked hard for dozens of years. Is it unusual... You have such a skill, you can go anywhere in the world, but let you go hire."

"Master's kindness and great virtue, the disciple will never forget it, and will definitely follow the master's order and revive the Xiaoyao Sect!"

Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan bowed together.

Seeing this, Wu Yazi coughed, the gleam in his eyes was no longer there, and he looked at Wang Yuyan with a kind smile, "Good disciple, do you still call me Master?"

At this time, Ning Xiu said: "Miss Wang, didn't your mother tell you that Senior Wu Yazi is your mother's biological father, your grandfather?"

"Ah?" Wang Yuyan exclaimed. She was already grateful for this old man who passed on her skills, because after opening up the meridians of her whole body, she only felt that the previous martial arts theories had been confirmed in her body. Breaking through in strength, the feeling of returning to the basics is really fast and beautiful.

But this old man fulfilled himself with his own life, how could she not be grateful.

At this moment, knowing that Wu Yazi is actually his grandfather, he was both surprised and happy, and took a long time to accept it.

"You...you..." Wu Yazi said two words of "you", suddenly his whole body trembled, and he slowly bent down, with his hands on the ground, as if he was about to collapse. Wang Yuyan was taken aback, she quickly reached out to support her, and said with tears in her eyes, "Master..."

Wu Yazi said: "My more than seventy years of training have been passed on to you two. Today is the end of the day, and what Zhao Shaoxia said is exactly the same as the old man knows... Son, you will not call me after all. "Grandpa"?" When he said these few words, he was out of breath.

Seeing the pleading look in his eyes, Wang Yuyan softened her heart and blurted out the word "Grandpa". Wu Yazi was overjoyed, he took off a gemstone ring from his left finger, and wanted to put it on Wang Yuyan's finger, but his strength was exhausted, and he couldn't even grasp Wang Yuyan's wrist. Wang Yuyan yelled again: "Grandpa!" Putting the ring on her finger.

Wu Yazi said: "Okay...Okay! You are my third disciple, when you see Su Xinghe, you...you call him Big Brother. As for you, you started later than her, even though you are her cousin , but you have to abide by the rules and call her Senior Sister... What's your last name?"

"The disciple's surname is Murong..." Murong Fu was moved in his heart just now, after all, he could not help but cry because of the grace of re-creation, but now he is stunned.

Hearing this, Ning Xiu's original solemn expression almost couldn't hold back, such a Murong Fu, his cousin has suddenly become his senior sister, this relationship is really good enough.

"Okay..." Wu Yazi turned his gaze to Wang Yuyan again, "Good boy, from today onwards you are the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, so he shouldn't disobey your orders, he is not bad at martial arts, and he is a brother and sister with you, very good……"

The old man's voice became softer as he spoke, and when he said the second word "very good", his voice was like a gossamer, almost inaudible. It hit the ground and stopped moving.