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Chapter 272 Tears abound
Wang Chongyang and Ouyang Feng slowly came to their senses. Both of them were in the same confused state as Hong Qigong at that time.

After waking up, Ouyang Feng felt his head was groggy, and even his thinking speed had slowed down a lot.

He immediately felt something was wrong with his body and quickly lowered his head to check carefully.
Until he looked at his delicate and white hands, Ouyang Feng's eyes were full of disbelief.

He murmured to himself: "Didn't I die together with the old beggar? Why did I actually come back to life and become like this!"

After saying that, he raised his head and glanced around, and his heart suddenly went cold.

He saw a group of familiar faces standing outside the hall.

Huang Yaoshi, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Zhou Botong, Master Yideng.

Ouyang Feng sighed deeply. All the people in front of him wanted to kill him and then hurry up. He was finally resurrected, but he didn't expect that it would be the beginning of hell.

At this moment, Ouyang Feng wished that he had never been resurrected, so that he could suffer less torture.

At this moment, a child about the same age as his body emerged from behind him and walked in front of him.

In fact, he had already fully realized it when he died in his previous life, otherwise he would not have died hugging Hong Qigong in the end, smiling away his grudges.

Besides, according to what you said, Zhang Xianchang, who saved me, has great supernatural powers and magical powers. The Golden Pill Martial Arts he created is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. The Nine Yin Scriptures for which we fought life and death are placed in the Golden Pill Martial Arts. There wasn't even a piece of toilet paper in front of me.

Ouyang Feng nodded: "You don't need to say more about this, I know it well.

Except for his obsession with martial arts and his godson Yang Guo, other things were no longer important in Ouyang Feng's heart.

Ouyang Feng listened with complicated eyes. He didn't know that his resurrection had gone through so many twists and turns.

Could it be that Wang Chongyang has also been resurrected?

Especially when Hong Qigong mentioned that Yang Guo had sworn an oath to resurrect him, Ouyang Feng actually had a trace of tears in his eyes.

This is too outrageous. Even with Ouyang Feng's experience, he was a little confused for a moment.

During those days when he was crazy, he had been living a wandering life. After experiencing so much and then waking up again, his whole personality was already different from before, and he had let go of many obsessions.

I have become an eight-year-old child just like you. Now you have a psychological balance. "

Hong Qigong sat cross-legged opposite Ouyang Feng and slowly told Ouyang Feng what happened today.

When Hong Qigong saw Ouyang Feng's eyes, he naturally understood what he was thinking: "Don't look at me, old poisoner, you read that right, I am also alive, old beggar!"

All kinds of thoughts kept churning in his mind.

After finishing everything, Hong Qigong warned Ouyang Feng: "Your resurrection this time is all because of Yang Xiaozi's face. He even made a strong oath for you, so old poisonous person remember to be calm after your resurrection this time. If he continues to do evil things like before, that kid Yang Guo will definitely be implicated."

This nose, eyes, mouth, and ears, they all look like that old beggar.

It's just that he didn't pay much attention to the little boy's appearance at that time. Looking back and thinking about it now, this little boy's appearance was also very familiar. He was almost carved from the same mold as Wang Chongyang.

With Hong Qigong personally admitting his identity, Ouyang Feng dared to confirm that the little beggar in front of him was Hong Qigong.

"You old poisoner is really lucky. You have done a lot of evil in your life, but when you grow old, you have a filial adopted son. Otherwise, based on the evil things you have done, how could such a good thing as resurrection be your turn."

Ouyang Feng stared at the child in front of him and couldn't help but feel that he looked very familiar.

Then an idea flashed in Ouyang Feng's mind. In fact, when he woke up, he had already noticed a seven or eight-year-old boy sitting opposite him.

With such people in the world, why would I, Ouyang Feng, dare to do evil, nor would I need to do evil! "

Wang Chongyang on the other side also learned what happened from Zhou Botong's mouth.

He didn't believe it at first, but it wasn't until he saw Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng who had recovered their youth like him that he believed that everything Zhou Botong said was true.

Zhou Botong led Wang Chongyang out of the hall and came to everyone. Then Ouyang Feng also came here under the leadership of Hong Qigong.

Ouyang Feng's appearance made the atmosphere at the scene a bit strange.

Everyone didn't have a good look towards him. Even Guo Jing, who had always been a good guy, had a cold face and was unwilling to communicate with Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng didn't bother to look at their faces. He walked straight towards Yang Guo, who was standing at the front of the crowd.

Seeing Yang Guo's vicissitudes of life, Ouyang Feng's eyes became more complicated. He still remembered that when he died, Yang Guo was still a handsome young man. However, in the blink of an eye twenty years later, this young man's handsome face was already covered with stubble and showed signs of time.

He walked forward and hugged Yang Guo: "Guo'er, dad is back."

The moment he saw Ouyang Feng, Yang Guo's eyes turned red.

Yang Guo himself is not a particularly decent person, he has a sense of both good and evil. Generally speaking, Yang Guo's life principle is a very simple sentence, he will be good to whoever is good to him, and Ouyang Feng is Yang Guo. One of the best people in his life.

This is why he went against all odds and asked Zhang Junbao to resurrect Ouyang Feng.

He also hugged Ouyang Feng with his backhand, and the father and son hugged each other. For a moment, the scene was very warm.

Zhang Junbao was conducting group live broadcast throughout the whole process. After seeing Wang Chongyang and Ouyang Feng being resurrected together, Xu Chenzhou couldn't help but sigh.

Xu Chenzhou (group leader): "Reversing yin and yang, reincarnation of life and death, if you can do this, Junbao, you have obtained the essence of yin and yang."

Although Zhang Junbao's operation seems very simple, every step is actually very difficult.

In particular, the Nine Turns of Resurrection Art created by Zhang Junbao exhausts the mystery of the changes in the Yin and Yang Tao, otherwise it would be impossible for people to be resurrected from the dead.

Lu Mingfei (School Beauty Killer): "Awesome! If the old five skills of the Condor and the new five skills of the Divine Condor live in this world at the same time, wouldn't it be possible to have a super plus version of Huashan Sword Theory? I'm really looking forward to it! "

Jin Yong also exists in the dragon world. Lu Mingfei is also familiar with the two books of Shooting Condor and Divine Condor, so he is also very excited at this time.

Xu Chenzhou (group leader): "Otherwise, Junbao, you can organize a new era of Huashan Swordsmanship. I really want to see what the style of Huashan Swordsmanship will be like after you open up Jindan Martial Arts."

Zhang Junbao (Wulin Mythology): "It's not impossible, but it's a bit too early to engage in the Huashan Swordsmanship. Ouyang Feng, Wang Chongyang, and Hong Qigong have just been resurrected, so we need to give them some time.

And I feel that even if I don’t say anything, this group of martial arts idiots will organize a new Huashan sword debate. "

Sure enough, when Zhang Junbao sent the message, everyone in the venue was already chatting.

First, Huang Yaoshi walked up to Wang Chongyang: "Brother Chongyang, I didn't expect you to survive this day. The circumstances in this world are really magical."

Although Wang Chongyang looks like a child, his master's demeanor makes people feel inscrutable just by standing there.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that I could live another life.

Unfortunately, after my resurrection, my body returned to the state of eight years old, and all my innate skills and internal strength also disappeared. I don’t know how much hard work it will take to recover again. "

Hearing Wang Chongyang's words, Huang Yaoshi laughed loudly: "Brother Chongyang, your martial arts skills will be gone if they are gone. The tricks you know have long been out of date and are already worthless.

Being able to return to the body of an eight-year-old is not a bad thing, I tell you. "

After hearing Huang Yaoshi's words, Wang Chongyang's eyes narrowed.

He had already learned about the power of the Golden Pill Martial Arts created by Zhang Junbao from Zhou Botong, but after all, Xiantian Kung Fu was his life's work. At this time, he was actually said by Huang Yaoshi to be worthless and unable to keep up with the times. This Wang Chongyang's eyes couldn't help but become a little sharper.

"Brother Yao, the Golden Pill Martial Arts created by Master Zhang Xian is indeed miraculous, but my innate skills are not that bad.

When we were discussing swordsmanship on the top of Mount Huashan, I relied on my pure innate martial arts and internal strength to come out on top. "

Huang Yaoshi saw that there was still a bit of stubbornness in Wang Chongyang's eyes, and couldn't help laughing again: "This time, that time, brother Chongyang, times have changed."

As he spoke, Huang Yaoshi casually waved his sleeves and swung his sword in the air with his fingers.

His movements were very casual, just gliding left and right, but his movements were as graceful as dancing.

In an instant, streaks of cherry-pink sword energy crisscrossed the air. Each sword energy was several meters long and extremely solid. Wherever the sword energy passed, nothing could stop it.

The sword energy filled the entire Taoist palace, and the pink sword energy reflected the sunlight. Countless petals fell down, like falling flowers all over the sky.

What Huang Yaoshi used was the Luoying Divine Sword Palm that he had deduced into the Golden Core Martial Arts. This set of martial arts was like a god and demon when used in his hands. The sword energy was 300 meters long and horizontal, and every sword energy was cutting. Iron is like mud, nothing can withstand it. If he thinks about it, everything within the range of the sword energy will be torn into pieces by the fierce sword energy. It can be called the supreme killing skill.

Under this level of sword energy, let alone Wang Chongyang, who is now eight years old, even Wang Chongyang, who had supernatural powers in his heyday, is like paper. No matter how strong his innate skills and internal strength are, he can't resist it. Hold on to these iron-like sword energy slashes.

Huang Yaoshi wasn't serious at all, he just used his fingers as swords to use them casually. It was so terrifying. This was the power of the Golden Pill Martial Arts developed by Zhang Junbao!
Wang Chongyang couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "It really opened my eyes to me, Wang Chongyang, to have such magical skills.

I was sitting in a well looking at the sky before. Sure enough, there are people outside the world and there are mountains outside the mountains. The immortal who can master the method of resurrection is indeed not an ordinary person. "

(End of this chapter)