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"What?"

Chen Qingyang's eyes widened, and he looked at Nangong Liang in shock.

Chen Qingyang thought that it only existed in legends, but he didn't expect it to really exist, and it happened to Nangong Liang.

At the beginning, Master Xuanku's "I Ching Tendons" passed on to Chen Qingyang belongs to the inheritance of exercises, although it has the same effect as the inheritance of skills, but its difficulty and danger are far inferior to the inheritance of skills.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Liang accepted the lifelong skills of the ancestor of the Nangong family, and now he is still alive and well, which is indeed a miracle.

"There won't be any sequelae of this skill, right?" Chen Qingyang asked worriedly.

Nangong Liang shook his head, and then said in a low voice: "Our Nangong family has a secret technique that can perfectly graft one person's skill to the body of others, but this secret technique must be performed at the cost of life, which is also the secret of why our Nangong family has been able to inherit for so many years without dying, of course, not every inheritance can be successful, and the body meridians of the inheritor need to be able to withstand the impact of strong power." ”

Chen Qingyang nodded suddenly, secretly exclaiming in his heart, he didn't expect that there was such a powerful secret technique in this world, just imagine, every powerful martial artist of the Nangong family will pass on his life's skills to future generations before he dies, even if a person dies, his power can be retained.

However, what Chen Qingyang didn't know was that even though he had mastered this secret technique, the failure rate of the inheritance was extremely high, and it was already a blessing to have three successes out of ten inheritances.

"Then how did your strength reach the middle stage of condensation?" Chen Qingyang asked puzzled.

The Nangong family is a hidden family, even a wealthy family like the Wang family is far from being able to compare with it, the old ancestor who has survived for two hundred years, the strength must be at the level of Master Xuanku.

Nangong Liang got his life's strength, but he only improved to the middle stage of condensation, which really made Chen Qingyang very puzzling.

"Brother Yang, you can actually see through my realm?" Nangong Liang asked in surprise.

Chen Qingyang nodded, in fact, even he didn't know why he was able to see through the realm so much higher than him, but like Chen Bailang and Huang Fengming, Chen Qingyang couldn't see clearly.

While surprised, Nangong Liang still said slowly: "The secret technique of the Nangong family can condense and compress its own power and transmit it to the dantian of the inheritor, which requires a long time of absorption and refining, with the meridians cast by the Xuantian Dao Sutra that I have practiced for many years, plus the seven masters of the family to protect my heart vein, it took seven days to barely bear the power of the old ancestor, and the other nine successes are all sealed in my dantian, and it will take at least fifty years to absorb and refine them all." ”

"It takes so long?" Chen Qingyang asked, this was very different from the inheritance of skill he imagined.

"This is already fast, there is an elder in my family who has also obtained the inheritance of skills, but in the past hundred years, he has still not been able to refine all the skills in the dantian." Nangong Liang said.

Although the time was a bit long, Chen Qingyang was relieved when he thought that Nangong Liang would be able to become a strongman of the level of Master Xuanku fifty years later.

Many people can't break through the innate realm in their lifetime, and Nangong Liang only needs to absorb and refine the power in the dantian to become a top powerhouse, which makes Chen Qingyang a little envious.

Although he is envious in his heart, Chen Qingyang is more happy for Nangong Liang, among the four demon kings, Chen Qingyang and Nangong Liang have the best relationship, they are all brothers who can ignore their lives for each other, and now Nangong Liang has such a great opportunity, Chen Qingyang is even happier than he got "I Ching Tendon".

"By the way, Brother Yang, this time I went back to Nangong's house, I met a sister-in-law who had never met, it turned out that she had a daughter who was in the same university as us, and she was extremely beautiful, no worse than my sister, and when I returned to school, I would introduce her to you, it was best to chase her to her hands, and the fat water would not flow into the fields of outsiders!" Nangong Liang said.

Who knew that Chen Qingyang shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Forget it, your family is all cattle, I don't dare to climb high." ”

On the one hand, Chen Qingyang has already seen the strength of the women of the Nangong family, and he is stunned when he thinks of Nangong Yao, on the other hand, Chen Qingyang's current feelings are a mess, where do he still have the heart to provoke other women.

"Don't worry, she is different from my sister, although she is a little cold, but she is not as arrogant and domineering as my sister, if it weren't for the fact that she is my sister-in-law's daughter, I would have wanted to chase her." Nangong Liang said in amazement.

Chen Qingyang glanced at Nangong Liang with some surprise, he knew how high Nangong Liang's vision was, even the beauty of Fuhai University was difficult to get into his eyes, but at this moment, he admired his sister-in-law's daughter so much, it seemed that the other party did have an unusual charm.

However, Chen Qingyang didn't ask much, even if the other party was overpowered, he wouldn't move the slightest thought, because his heart could no longer tolerate other people.

The two continued to chat for a while, and then decided to go back to Chen's house, Nangong Liang came to Yangcheng so far, firstly, to tell Chen Qingyang about his magical experience during this time, and secondly, to pay tribute to Zhao Lanxin's birthday.

After all, when Nangong Liang was studying in Yangcheng, he was the only friend around Chen Qingyang who could make the old lady smile, and the old lady loved him like a grandson, which was a treatment that neither Zhao Zushan nor Qiao Xiaoyou could enjoy.

Chen Qingyang's car was still parked at the airport, and the two of them walked over from this side of the street, and just after they reached an alley, suddenly a young man covered in blood pulled a panicked girl from another street.

Behind the two of them were a group of guys with knives and sticks, all of them fierce, looking like they were going to chop the two into meat sauce.

In broad daylight, they even dared to cut people on the street, obviously this group of ruffians had no fear at all.

Chen Qingyang's eyes couldn't help but look at the young man covered in blood, his fluffy hair covered half of his face, revealing only a pair of incomparably cold glows.

His strength seemed to run out, and his steps began to be vain, but even so, he was still clinging to the girl's back.

Chen Qingyang's expression was slightly stunned, for some reason, he felt as if he knew this young man, but the other party's situation was so downtrodden, which made him a little uncertain.

Soon, the mighty group of ruffians forced the two to a corner, and the young man pulled the girl behind him, his cold and resolute face did not have the slightest fear, some just regret and despair, his eyes were like angry trapped beasts, glaring viciously at the group of ruffians and hooligans.

"Bastard, you can run quite well, now you keep running for Lao Tzu!" One of the thugs slammed a machete into the wall, slashing out a blinding spark.