God's Statue

Chapter 45 Flavor Huashan
Hong Qigong paused for a while, and shouted to Yang Guo: "Little baby, come up quickly!"

Yang Guo understood that Hong Qigong was trying to stretch himself, he wanted to see how well his hands and feet were, so Yang Guo naturally wouldn't admit it, kicked his feet, and jumped up the cliff with a move of 'Pull Onions from Dry Land'.

Hong Qigong nodded frequently, thinking, this kid's kung fu is really good, he is qualified to eat centipedes with old Huazi.

More than ten minutes later, Yang Guo and Hong Qigong came to a mountain top that was rarely visited by people.

Standing still, Hong Qigong secretly observed Yang Guo, seeing that Yang Guo was calm and calm, he couldn't help secretly admiring the kung fu of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Hong Qigong walked to a big rock, dug out a dead rooster from the bottom, and carefully lifted the dead rooster, only to see that the rooster was covered with seven or eight inches long centipedes, about a hundred of them.

"Hahahaha, the harvest is good. The rooster and the centipede are naturally incompatible. This big rooster really attracted all the centipedes within the radius." After saying that, Hong Qigong wrapped up the dead chicken and the centipede, and turned around. Jumped off the mountain.

Yang Guo followed closely behind, thinking: "The centipede in Mount Hua is the coldest thing in the world, which coincides with the attributes of the "Nine Yin Manual", so eating a meal of centipedes must increase your skill for at least three to five years! "

The pot of snow water that had been set up before was boiled, Hong Qigong started to deal with the centipede with ease, Yang Guo was not easy to watch, so he also went to help.

"Pour out this pot of poisonous water, and replace it with a new pot!"

Yang Guo followed his advice.

After a while, after Hong Qigong's meticulous treatment, the hundreds of centipedes had lost their terrifying appearance, leaving only strips of white meat like prawns.

Hong Qigong washed and deep-fried the centipede meat until it was lightly browned, and then added some seasonings. Immediately, a burst of aroma wafted up, making one's appetite greatly increased. Cooking delicacies on this icy and snowy place has a special taste.

Hong Qigong lifted a centipede from the pot and put it into his mouth, he chewed it carefully with his eyes closed, with an expression of great enjoyment. At this moment, even if he killed Hong Qigong with a knife, he would not resist.

Opening his eyes and looking at Yang Guo, Hong Qigong said provocatively, "Why, dare not eat?"

"That's right, I've seen many heroes who kill their heads and bleed without frowning, but the only thing I can't do is to avoid the centipede of the old man. I thought you were an exception, but I didn't expect you to be a coward!"

Yang Guo smiled and said: "The old man misunderstood, it's not that I don't dare to eat it, it's just that there are only a hundred or so centipedes in this pot, it's not enough for me to stuff my teeth, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it, so I let the old man Senior, I will eat after you have had enough of your addiction!"

Hong Qigong laughed and said: "The world is full of people who say big things without shame, if you dare to eat one, what's the harm in letting you eat the rest!"

"Thank you, senior!" Yang Guo thanked, picked up two tree branches as chopsticks and put them into the pot, directly added three or four centipedes, stuffed them into the mouth, and then extended the chopsticks into the pot again.

"delicious!"

When Hong Qigong saw it, he patted his thigh and shouted strangely: "Woohoo, I've been fooled, no, no, no, no, no, I only ate one, and you can't take it all off!" As he spoke, Hong Qigong stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

The two fought over each other, and they had a great time eating. In a short time, the whole pot of fat fried centipede was eaten by the two of them.

Hong Qigong was a little bit unsatisfied, he licked his lips and said: "Oh, what a pity, all the fat centipedes nearby have been caught, otherwise, there will be another pot!"

"Yeah, this kind of delicacy, I wish I could eat it every day!"

"If you eat it every day, it won't be delicious!" Hong Qigong stretched his waist and continued: "I have been chasing the five ugly people in Tibet for five days and five nights. Today I have a full meal, and I must sleep for three days and three nights to feel comfortable. , even if the world falls, don’t bother me, just take care of me and don’t let wild beasts take me away!”

Yang Guo laughed and said, "Senior, don't worry!"

After Hong Qigong fell asleep, Yang Guo crossed his legs and practiced kung fu, and began to digest the centipede's chill.

"Huashan centipede is indeed the coldest thing in the world. This mere dozens of them are equivalent to the effect of sleeping on a cold jade bed for six months. It's a pity that such a strange thing is not something that ordinary people can make. If this pot of centipede is placed on me It would be nice if you can leave half of the effect on your hands!"

Yang Guo used the method of "Nine Yin Manual" to run Zhou Tian to digest the centipede's cold air in his body, he only felt the meridians in his body swelled up and down, his dantian's lower abdomen fluctuated from cold to hot, and there seemed to be living things inside.

It was also fortunate that Yang Guo was doing his exercises with his eyes closed, otherwise, seeing such abnormalities in his body, he would have been scared to death.

In fact, this is because of too much internal force obtained in an instant, and the meridians and dantian cannot be accommodated in a short time. Thanks to Yang Guo's physical fitness, he can withstand the sudden surge of internal force. People with weak physiques would have exploded and died long ago.

After a night of exercise, Yang Guo successfully transformed all the centipede cold energy into internal energy, but it did not reach Yang Guo's expected three to five years, and only increased his energy for two years. Yang Guo was a little disappointed about this.

Yang Guo is a bit greedy, you know, the skills he acquired in the past two years are not ordinary skills, but the superior internal power from the "Nine Yin Manual".

How can it be so easy to increase the internal strength of a magical skill like "Nine Yin Manual", if through normal practice, unless you don't eat or drink for two years, you can practice 24 hours a day, but who can normal people do both? Even a peerless master like Hong Qigong can persist for ten days without eating or drinking for a year. Yang Guo can increase his skill for two years after eating dozens of centipedes.

As the sky was getting brighter, Yang Guo got up and moved his stiff hands and feet, and suddenly heard the sound of snow being trampled on the nearby cliff, Yang Guo immediately thought, it must be the five ugly people from Tibet.

Although Yang Guo boasted that his martial arts were extraordinary, but the five clowns in Tibet were Daerba's apprentices, he didn't know what their real strength was, so Yang Guo quietly hid aside and waited for an opportunity.

Sure enough, after a while, five men with big knives rushed over.

One person said: "Brother, that thief has chased Huashan, what should we do?"

"What else can we do, of course run away, this Huashan can't stay here anymore, let's go to the master first, I heard that the master and the master ancestor have also come to the Central Plains recently, with his old man's protection, the old man can't do anything to us! "

At this time, a person next to him almost fell down with an "Ouch" sound. When everyone saw it, it turned out that the snow bag was not a stone, but a dead person.

The man went over to clear the snow, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Old Huazi, haha, Old Huazi is dead! This thief chased me all the way, so miserable, I didn't expect to die here!"

(End of this chapter)