Wuxia, Auntie, I really don't want a girlfriend

Viper!

Chen Xiaonian's eyes were like those of an eagle, and he accurately spotted the snake head that quietly appeared from behind Zhou Botong. The head of the venomous snake was triangular, and its entire body was pitch black, about three fingers thick. It was not big, but its speed was extremely fast. The moment it appeared, it jumped up from the ground like lightning and went straight towards Zhou Botong.

At this time, Zhou Botong was preoccupied with the fight with Chen Xiaonian. Moreover, he was not very good at drinking and was already a little tipsy. He did not notice the poisonous snake that pounced on him at all.

"Qiang!"

In a flash, Chen Xiaonian unsheathed his spear like an arrow shot from a bow. When the snake's teeth just touched Zhou Botong's butt, he arrived in time and cut the snake into two. Chen Xiaonian shook the snake's head lightly and it flew into the air.

"Little snake, you actually tried to sneak attack me. Fortunately, Chen Xiaonian is here." Zhou Botong shook his head and looked at the venomous snake on the ground and said, "It's a pity that the wine is finished, otherwise I could catch you and make wine with you."

"Chen Xiaonian, your swordsmanship is so strong!" Zhou Botong had a childlike mind and quickly thought of the sword that Chen Xiaonian used to save him. His eyes were full of excitement and he became extremely curious about Chen Xiaonian's swordsmanship: "Why don't you just use the sword to spar with me?"

How come this is never going to end!

"Qiang!"

Chen Xiaonian put away his sword and said to Zhou Botong helplessly, "Old naughty boy, my sword cannot be used for sparring. Once we start fighting, blood will be shed."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid." Zhou Botong raised his head, swaying his body from side to side and said, "At worst you can just kill me. Anyway, I can't leave Peach Blossom Island. I'm a little bored staying here every day."

You are not afraid, but I am, okay?

Chen Xiaonian was speechless for a moment, and suddenly he remembered the human skin with the lower half of the Nine Yin Manual written on it. He said to Zhou Botong mysteriously, "Old naughty boy, let's stop fighting. I have a good thing here, I'm sure you will be interested!"

"Good stuff?" Zhou Botong looked at Chen Xiaonian in confusion, pouted and asked, "Is there anything more fun than exchanging martial arts?"

"This is it." Chen Xiaonian took out the human skin from his arms and spread it on the ground: "Old naughty boy, come and take a look, you will definitely like it."

"Just this sheepskin?"

Zhou Botong could never have imagined that this was actually a human skin. He casually moved closer to Chen Xiaonian and started to look at it.

Ok?

Just as Zhou Botong looked at the contents on the Taoist skin, his expression suddenly changed.

After Zhou Botong confirmed the contents on the human skin again and again, his eyes were filled with surprise, and he murmured, "The lower volume of the Nine Yin Manual!"

Whoosh!

When Chen Xiaonian was about to respond, Zhou Botong's figure in front of him suddenly moved, ran to a corner on the east side of the cave, put his hands into the ground, and began to dig the soil.

sand!sand!

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Botong had dug a small hole on the ground, and a martial arts secret book vaguely appeared in the small hole.

"Got you!"

After seeing the martial arts secret book, Zhou Botong shouted excitedly, grabbed the secret book from the small pit, and ran to Chen Xiaonian: "Chen Xiaonian, look at what this is!"

"Nine Yin Manual Volume 1!"

Although he had expected this in his heart, Chen Xiaonian was still filled with excitement when he saw the first volume of the Nine Yin Manual with his own eyes.

"Hehe." Zhou Botong laughed foolishly for a few times, then said to Chen Xiaonian in a serious tone, "Quick, read the contents of the scripture to me."

As the biggest martial arts fanatic, Zhou Botong has always wanted to learn the Nine Yin Scriptures, but he once swore to Wang Chongyang that he would never learn the Nine Yin Scriptures secretly.

But at this moment he thought that as long as he let Chen Xiaonian learn the Nine Yin Scriptures first and then let Chen Xiaonian teach him, it would not be considered stealing.

It's divine logic!

Chen Xiaonian was not polite and took the first volume of the Nine Yin Scriptures handed to him by Zhou Botong.

Ever since I got the lower volume of Nine Yin Scriptures from Zhu Cong by chance, I have been thinking about this legendary peerless martial art.

The Nine Yin Scriptures is divided into two volumes, the upper volume is the foundation of internal power, which records many internal power techniques. The most powerful of them is the Nine Yin Scriptures Outline. If you practice it to perfection, you can turn martial arts moves into magical powers. If you can obtain the Nine Yang Scriptures and practice it to perfection, you can achieve the balance of yin and yang, and integrate the Nine Yin and Nine Yang to reach the highest level of martial arts.

The second volume of the Nine Yin Scriptures records many martial arts moves, most of which are extremely powerful, mysterious, and difficult to learn. Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin Bone Claws are the result of an error in her comprehension of the Nine Yin Divine Claws in the second volume of the Nine Yin Scriptures. This is an evil skill that she accidentally practiced, and is much weaker than the orthodox Nine Yin Divine Claws 0.5.

Even so, Mei Chaofeng still made a great name for herself in the martial arts world with the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, a low-profile version of the Nine Yin Divine Claw. It can also be seen from this that the power of the Nine Yin Scriptures is incomparable to ordinary martial arts secrets.

"Old naughty boy, you'd better remember this." Chen Xiaonian opened the first volume of Nine Yang Manual and read aloud: "The way of heaven is to reduce the excess and supplement the deficiency. Therefore, emptiness overcomes reality, and deficiency overcomes excess. Its meaning is broad, its principles are profound, and its interest is deep. The images of heaven and earth are divided, the signs of yin and yang are listed, the causes of change are shown, and the signs of life and death are chapters."

"The weak overcomes the strong, and the soft overcomes the rigid. The world does not know it, and it cannot be done."

[Ding! The system detects that the host is learning the Nine Yin Manual and has comprehended the first level of the Nine Yin Nerve.]

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Chapter 92: Chen Xiaonian angrily scolds the East Evil, West Poison and the North Beggar!

Do you understand this?

The moment the system's prompt sounded, Chen Xiaonian only felt a faint warm current surging through the acupuncture points in his body, faintly protecting all the major acupuncture points in his body.

At this time, Chen Xiaonian was confident that when facing the two Xuanming Elders again, even if he had to withstand a few moves of the Xuanming Divine Palm, the opponent's cold poison might not be able to invade his body.

It is worthy of being called the Nine Yin Scriptures. The effect of just the first level is so powerful!

The night passed quickly.

"Yawn~" Chen Xiaonian lay on the stone bed and yawned lazily. Dark circles had formed around his eyes. "Old naughty boy, I really want to sleep. Can you please stop practicing?"

After Chen Xiaonian taught the contents of the Nine Yin Scriptures to the Old Boy, the old guy felt like he had found a treasure. He practiced the Nine Yin Scriptures "bang! bang! bang!" all night long, making it so disturbing that Chen Xiaonian couldn't sleep at all.

“No, no!” The old naughty boy shook his head like a rattle, his hands seemed to have eaten Xuanmai, and he couldn’t stop at all: “You little pervert just watched and you actually practiced the first level of the Nine Yin Manual. I won’t sleep until I practice the first level.”

What the hell!

I am really benefiting from the system, but you, old man, actually want to master the first level of Nine Yin Scriptures in one night!

"If I can't afford to offend you, can't I just hide?"

Looking at the infatuated Old Boy in front of him, Chen Xiaonian gave up his plan to sleep on the stone bed, and got up and walked out of the cave. The Old Boy was so absorbed in practicing the Nine Yin Scriptures that he didn't notice Chen Xiaonian leaving the cave at all.

After coming out of the cave, Chen Xiaonian randomly found a pavilion that could be found almost every few hundred meters on Peach Blossom Island and fell into a deep sleep.

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Time flies, and when Chen Xiaonian fell asleep, night soon enveloped Peach Blossom Island again.

A melodious flute sound suddenly rang out on the island. The pleasant sound made people feel relaxed and happy.

At this time, Huang Laoxie was holding a jade flute, and the true energy in his dantian slowly flowed out and gently exhaled into the jade flute through his mouth.

"Ke Er, Sell!"

Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, who was sitting opposite Huang Lao Xie, glanced at Ouyang Ke standing next to him and Huang Rong standing next to Huang Lao Xie, and reminded Ouyang Ke to plug his ears. Then he gently stroked the iron zither in front of him with his right hand.

"clank."

In an instant, the clanging sound of the iron zither and the melodious sound of the flute echoed in the night sky.

The sound of the jade flute in the field is just like the cry of a phoenix in Kungang Mountain, or like a young girl whispering with her good friend in the room.

The sound of the iron clang is like the roaring of monkeys on both sides of Wushan Mountain, majestic and yet dangerous.

The two voices, one of which is about saving and reconciliation, and the other one of which is about sorrow and misery, although they are completely different voices, when put together they give people an indescribable sense of harmony.

As the sounds of the jade flute and iron zither gradually became louder, the music sounded like the sound of golden drums. The two armies faced each other, and the originally harmonious sounds suddenly revealed murderous intent. Huang Lao Xie and Ouyang Feng began to compete in internal strength with the help of the music.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Suddenly, the two men's powerful inner strength exploded in the air with the sound of music. The nearby lake water was shaken and churned, and countless fish floated up from the water with their bellies turned upside down.

Despite this, neither of them had any intention of stopping, and the sounds of the jade flute and the iron zither continued to echo out, and the sound of the collision of their internal forces gradually became more rapid.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

There were several more explosions, and Huang Lao Xie was seen holding a jade flute, breathing out a steady stream of air from his mouth, and constantly changing his position with his feet. Ouyang Feng picked up the iron zither, turned over and jumped to the ground, holding the iron zither upright beside him, holding it steady with his left hand, and continuing to pluck the strings with his right hand.

As the music began to build to a climax, dozens of violent explosions suddenly sounded in the peach blossom forest.

"It's so lively!"

Just when Huang Lao Xie and Ouyang Feng were fighting fiercely, a sudden voice sounded, and Hong Qigong, who was wearing a patched and torn beggar's clothes, suddenly appeared and jumped into the arena: "It's so lively, I, an old beggar, have come to join in the fun!"

The moment Hong Qigong finished speaking, the true energy in his dantian flowed out continuously, gathering into a cyclone to stabilize his dantian. He suddenly opened his mouth and began to sing loudly along with the melody of the jade flute and the guzheng.

All that could be heard was the howling of Hong Qigong, which rose and fell along with the sounds of the jade flute and the iron zither. Sometimes it sounded like the roaring of lions and tigers, and sometimes it sounded like the howling of wolves. For a moment, the three different sounds intertwined together, fighting in the air and making it difficult to distinguish them.

As time passed, the internal energy of Huang Laoxie and the other two was greatly depleted, and beads of sweat kept flowing out of their foreheads. Huang Rong and Ouyang Ke, who were watching from the side, only felt that the true energy in their dantian was constantly churning, and the qi and blood were gradually flowing backwards, and they were almost on the verge of fainting.

"Who the hell is holding a concert so late at night?"

Suddenly, a discordant burst of angry curses, like the roar of a tiger or a dragon, resounded throughout the entire Peach Blossom Island.

Chen Xiaonian, who was originally asleep, found the melodious sound of the jade flute pleasant to the ears and suitable for listening before sleeping. Immediately afterwards, he heard a burst of exciting and uplifting iron zither sounds.

Fortunately, the sounds of the iron zither and the jade flute were intertwined, which was acceptable. However, as Chen Xiaonian listened, he felt something was wrong. The two sounds went from melodious and graceful at the beginning to gradually becoming harsh, and in the end someone even started howling like a ghost or a wolf. If you didn't know, you would think it was a rock concert.

Chen Xiaonian, whose sleep was disturbed, could not help himself and the internal force in his dantian surged out like a raging wave and gathered in his mouth. He cursed loudly, wanting to let these scums who had no sense of public morality and held a concert so late at night know how powerful he was.

The originally bustling Peach Blossom Island suddenly became silent due to Chen Xiaonian's angry scolding.

Huang Lao Xie, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong stared at each other in bewilderment, feeling that the inner strength of the man who had just cursed was not much weaker than that of the three of them.

"Who is it?"

Huang Lao Xie felt that 587's voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before. Huang Rong was the only one who realized something and a hint of joy appeared on her face, which made Ouyang Ke's eyes sparkle with love.

Whoosh!

When everyone was wondering, a voice suddenly fell from the sky.

"Is it you guys who are having a concert late at night?"

As soon as the aggressive Chen Xiaonian touched the ground, his eyes flashed with ferocity, as if he was ready to bring revenge.

"It's you, little bastard." After Huang Laoxie saw Chen Xiaonian's figure clearly, he suddenly realized why the voice sounded so familiar.

"You are the old bastard!" Chen Xiaonian glared at Huang Laoxie fiercely and said, "Why are you playing the flute so late at night? Can't you play it during the day?"

"Humph." Huang Lao Xie snorted coldly, and glanced at Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong with a playful look, "Little bastard, do you think the music of Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong, and I is not good enough?"

Ouyang Feng? Hong Qigong?

What the hell is going on!

Chen Xiaonian followed Huang Laoxie's gaze and saw a man wearing Western clothing and a mustache and a man in ragged beggar's clothes glaring at him at the same time.

Who else could these two people be but Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong?

"What I mean is that, considering the musical attainments of the three of you, the dance here is too small and a little unqualified."

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Chapter 93: Huang Rong's Love Letter (Please subscribe, please subscribe)

"Chen Xiaonian!"

Huang Rong was overjoyed when she saw Chen Xiaonian. She couldn't help but run up to him and said, "How come you've become so powerful again?"

Just now, Huang Rong could only keep her mind calm and try hard to hold on with her internal strength under the harmonious dance of Huang Laoxie and the other two. However, Chen Xiaonian actually stopped the three of them by himself. Huang Rong was shocked by the strength of his internal strength.

Seeing this, Ouyang Ke, who was standing by, flashed a fierce light in his eyes. Many years ago, when Ouyang Ke met Huang Rong by chance, he was fascinated by her beauty and had been thinking about her all the time.

"Little witch, why are you so excited? It's me who is stronger, not you." Chen Xiaonian was simply a steely straight man. His words made Huang Rong choke and her face turned pale.

"Humph, Chen Xiaonian, you don't know what's good for you." Huang Rong had just revealed her inner feelings in a hurry. Seeing Chen Xiaonian treating her like this, she suddenly became a little angry: "Don't even think about me praising you again in the future."

"Huang Laoxie, who is this kid?"

Ouyang Feng looked at Chen Xiaonian with an unfriendly expression. He was still unhappy that the competition just now was interrupted by Chen Xiaonian. Hong Qigong on the side also stared at Chen Xiaonian with great interest.

"This guy's name is Chen Xiaonian, and he's a constable." Huang Lao Xie glared at Chen Xiaonian and said, "He was originally my favorite son-in-law, but he pissed me off before, so I decided to set up an assessment and recruit a new son-in-law from outside."

"So you're a competitor." Ouyang Feng glanced at Chen Xiaonian coldly, then turned to Huang Lao Xie and said, "I'm here to help my nephew Ouyang Ke propose marriage. My nephew Ouyang Ke is handsome and talented, and he is a perfect match for Huang Rong."

Chen Xiaonian found it a little funny when he heard this. This old poisonous guy was a big devil. He didn't expect that he didn't dare to admit that Ouyang Ke was his illegitimate son. He only said that he was his nephew and he even cared about his reputation.

"Ke'er, I haven't met Uncle Huang yet."

"Meet Uncle Huang."

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Ke hurried forward, clasped his hands together, and greeted Huang Lao Xie respectfully.

"Hahahaha." Hong Qigong suddenly laughed out loud: "What a coincidence today. You, Ouyang Feng, are here to propose marriage on behalf of your nephew, and I am here to propose marriage on behalf of my disciple."

"Huang Laoxie, you gave birth to a good girl. We are on par with each other in martial arts. I didn't expect that the younger generation would be defeated by your daughter."

"Oh?" Huang Lao Xie looked at Hong Qi Gong in surprise and asked curiously, "You old beggar, when did you have a successor?"