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That's right, the holy lady quit.

If Zhou Bo was able to absorb the internal energy before and directly eliminate the internal energy that was scurrying in Linghu Chong's body before, the holy lady would be quite happy, because in this way, at least the life of her sweetheart can be guaranteed.

However, it's another matter that Zhou Bo actually has the secret book of Beiming Divine Art. Linghu Chong can survive after being sucked out of his internal energy, but his tyrannical strength will be weakened by more than half. For a master, The cultivation of internal strength is quite important. Even if Linghu Chong is a swordsman, a mere precious sword still needs internal strength to support it.

If Linghu Chong could be allowed to practice this skill, it would not only relieve him of the dangers he suffered, but also make Linghu Chong's strength grow by leaps and bounds. This was what Ren Yingying wanted to see the most.

Although this girl has been facing Linghu Chong with the voice of an old lady, in her heart, she is still thinking about her lover all the time.

Although Zhou Bo's movements were fast, he didn't seem to have the intention of sucking out Linghu Chong's internal energy. Hearing this, he immediately stopped his movements and turned to look behind the white screen. The so-called mother-in-law was right behind the screen. : "Senior, what advice do you have?"

"You said you have the secret book of the Beiming Divine Art?" The voice of the holy aunt was a little excited.

"Not bad!" Zhou Bo nodded.

"Then I have a request. Take out your Beiming Divine Art and give it to Linghu Chong to practice. If you have any request, just say..." The voice of the holy aunt did not hesitate at all. As a holy aunt of the Sun Moon God Sect, Well, Ren Yingying's status in the entire Sun Moon God Sect is very high, even if she said this, she didn't care at all. No matter how exaggerated Zhou Bo's request was, Ren Yingying could satisfy it.

Just, this sentence.But Zhou Bo became gloomy, and the movements of his hands completely stopped. After a long time, Zhou Bo sneered: "Senior, don't be greedy, I have a grudge against Huashan faction Feng Xiaoxiao, I guess Linghu Shaoxia I was also persecuted by that Feng Xiaoxiao, that's why I saved brother Linghu's life, but senior, don't you feel that your request is a little too much?"

Linghu Chong also struggled to sit up from the ground, and hurriedly said: "Mother-in-law, don't do this. This brother saved my life. Linghu Chong is already very grateful, so how could he expect anything else? Sometimes life must have something, There is no time in life to force, some things, force is not necessarily good."

"Idiot, I'm doing this for your own good..." Ren Yingying was a little bitter: "If your internal energy is sucked dry, I don't know how long it will take you to practice again, but as long as you learn the Beiming magic skill, you can immediately You can refine the internal force in your body, and the level of those internal forces is enough to make you a first-class master in the Jianghu."

"Haha... a first-class expert in the Jianghu. What about a first-class expert in the Jianghu? I think Elder Qu Yang and Uncle Liu Zhengfeng were not the first-class experts in the Jianghu, but what can happen? What's more. What's more, what is my situation now? Living is already considered a bodhisattva's blessing, if there is no such bodhisattva, then Linghu Chong's little life will really be lost..." Linghu Chong laughed, obviously Ren Yingying cared about this guy to death, but this guy himself I don't care at all.

In this situation, Ren Yingying was directly pissed off to death. It felt as if all her good intentions were treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and they were all thrown into the puddle without splashing the slightest wave.

"You..." Ren Yingying was so pissed off, she ignored Linghu Chong, and asked Zhou Bo to herself: "If you offer your price, even if it is Beiming Divine Art, it is a first-class martial arts in the world, but I think It will always have its own value, as long as you can offer a price, I will be satisfied no matter what the situation is, silver, gold, magic weapons, or cultivation techniques, I can be satisfied."

"Gold and silver, although I don't have much of these things, they are enough. As for weapons, we use fists and feet. Weapons are optional. As for skills, I even have skills like Beiming Shengong." , do you think I need other skills?" Zhou Bo sneered.

"I don't believe it, you don't have anything you want?" Ren Yingying asked unconvinced.

"What do you want? Of course you have what you want, but Brother Linghu has received the inheritance from Senior Feng Qingyang? I guessed right, that Dugu Nine Swords is the best swordsmanship in the Jianghu, just like me Brothers also need some powerful moves to protect themselves, if Brother Linghu can bear the pain and pass on the Dugu Nine Swords to my brother, then it can be exchanged..." Zhou Bo finally expressed the greatest purpose in his heart, no matter how much he spared In the end, it circled around Dugu Jiujian's body.

This time it was Linghu Chong's turn to be surprised: "Huh? Brother, how do you know that I have the Dugu Nine Swords?"

"Hehe, what Brother Linghu has done recently has caused quite a stir in the world. Although the Huashan School's swordsmanship is good, it is at best second-rate. The only swordsmanship that the entire Huashan School can handle is probably There is only the Dugu Nine Swords left, which is the sword technique inherited from Dugu Qiubai. Although it is only the early sword technique of Dugu Qiubai, its power is infinite. "Zhou Bo sneered.

"So, your target is Dugu Nine Swords?" Ren Yingying finally understood.

"Yes, it would be great if my brother could learn the Dugu Nine Swords. I will teach Brother Linghu the Beiming Divine Art. If Brother Linghu doesn't want to teach my brother the Dugu Nine Swords, that's okay. I will still use the Beiming Divine Art to eliminate the injuries in Brother Linghu's body. Brother Linghu doesn't have to worry about this, after all we all have a common enemy, and we all feel unhappy about that wind, don't we?" Zhou Bo laughed.

Linghu Chong was silent, with a helpless expression on his face: "This... If this is my Linghu Chong's kung fu, then it's nothing, but... but this kung fu belongs to Master Feng Qingyang's uncle, I promised..."

"You promised not to pass on Feng Qingyang's name, right|? But, I know Feng Qingyang myself, so you didn't pass it on, and you didn't promise Feng Qingyang not to pass on this kung fu. Give it to others, isn’t it?” Zhou Bo rolled his eyes, and immediately argued: “Besides, this kung fu is not from the Huashan sect in the first place. How many restrictions?" (To be continued...)