Xu Qing shook his head and said, "I forgot, even the previous kung fu was forgotten." Remembering that he had almost died at the hands of those thugs, he bowed his head with a gloomy expression.

Ren Bing frowned and said: "It stands to reason that these bastards are not your opponents if they come ten times more, show me your left hand." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and clasped Xu Qing's left wrist, and a trace of internal strength penetrated along his Shenmen acupoint, and went straight to the dantian along the veins, and was shocked to find that there was no internal strength in his dantian at all, if it wasn't for touching a silent inner dan, I am afraid that Ren Bing would treat him as an ordinary person who has nothing to do with ancient martial artists.

"Scatter the work! What a poisonous Yang Fan! Ren Bing, who had a blue face, scolded in a low voice, let go of his palm, and turned his head to Tana on the side and asked, "Did Qingzi have a purple-brown palm print on his body when he was rescued, and it disappeared automatically after seven days?" ”

Tana nodded affirmatively: "Yes, at that time, I also helped him rub it with medicinal wine every day for a while, and the color did not fade at all, as if I was going to help him knead it again on the seventh day, and the palm print on his shirt disappeared by itself, I thought it was the blood that was scattered." ”

Ren Bing's brows were furrowed, his expression was solemn, if he guessed correctly, Xu Qing was hit by the Dian Cang Sect's Martial Arts, this kind of palm technique he had seen once before, it was a realm worship surnamed Wu in the Huaxia Martial Soul many years ago and a Dian Cang Sect A Realm Martial Artist had a grudge due to verbal discord, and the two of them had a gamble and a fight with the Dian Cang Sect Martial Artist who broke his arm, and Wu was enshrined in a palm, which was this kind of Martial Destruction Palm.

After being hit by a palm, Wu Xianfeng did not have many abnormal appearances, until seven days later, his internal strength was completely dissipated, and he could not recover from all methods, and finally withdrew from the Huaxia martial spirit, and died of depression in less than two years. As a Heavenly Realm martial artist, Yang Fan was undoubtedly more domineering than the Dian Cang Sect Earth Realm martial artist, thinking that one palm would make Xu Qing scatter his skills on the spot and be captured, but he was unexpectedly escaped by this kid jumping off the cliff.

Xu Qing noticed Ren Bing's abnormality and asked in a low voice, "Who is Yangfan?" Does Sangong mean me? Let's take advantage of the medicine to tell me about the past! ”

Ren Bing smiled bitterly and glanced at Huang Pu Lan behind him, Huang Pu Lan suddenly raised his palm and slapped Tana on the back of the neck, knocking her unconscious, in fact, she could have used other methods to stun Tana, but she chose the most violent and direct way, which is all sour.

"What is this?" Xu Qing's expression changed greatly, like a frightened cheetah swooping down on his little wife, but he didn't expect to be held down by Ren Bing on the shoulder: "There are things in the Huaxia Martial Soul that can't be known to outsiders, and she will be fine." ”

Xu Qing quieted down at this time, Ren Bing smoothed out his train of thought, and told him everything he knew, he knew a thousand times more than Tana, and it took two full hours to indoctrinate him, and he also told Xiao Xu what he had done before, except for those that he didn't even know.

Xu Qing listened to his legendary life like a story, remembered all the names and his own relationship as much as possible, and then took the backpack from the side, took out the contents one by one, when his fingers touched an object like a bone joint, his mind buzzed, a mighty old man with a beard and a knotted beard took shape in the sea of consciousness, the old man suddenly opened his mouth and muttered: "The Dharma body is one, and I have to inherit it......"