Chapter 90 Uncle

For a moment, Yang Yanzhao didn't expect that Uncle Meng, who had just met, would ask him to be an apprentice. Is it possible that he really has something extraordinary?

Meng Kan was discouraged by a rolling word from Geng Yuanfu. At this time, a simple laughter came from outside the car, which immediately made him angrily lift the curtain and reach out to the head of the magnificent teenager a few times.

"What are you laughing at? Can you still laugh at being a teacher!"

The latter shrank his neck and turned back with grievances. When he saw Yang Yanzhao in the car, he couldn't help looking at it twice. He and Xu Shaoyang listened to the previous conversation word for word, so he was a little more curious.

"It looks pretty handsome."

Guo Huai turned around in Meng Kan's scolding, followed by Xu Shaoyang, who was laughing and driving without saying a word.

"Brother Hede, my little brother is not only handsome, but you will gradually know it in the future."

After frowning and thinking about it, Guo Huai restrained the picture scroll and nodded very seriously. "What Brother Shaoyang said was that otherwise, the uncle would not have accepted him as an apprentice."

Yufeng Street, Tianxiang Building, Meng Kan took the tea from the work and hurriedly poured a cup for Geng Yuanfu and handed it over. "Brother, why don't you think about it again? You are the person who is the most likely to be close to Dacheng by the predecessors in the faction. You can't annoy those old guys because of this. If you don't let Yang Jing, I replace you ** Question mark

I'm a rough man. I have no extravagant desire for Deng Feng. I'm afraid that there will be no progress in martial arts in this life. Although Guo Huai's wooden melon seed is a material for martial arts, he is a little rigid, and it will be difficult to achieve it in the future.

Anyway, if the senior brother wants him to learn the 'Kuiyan Sutra', how about giving it to him instead of love?

This time, there was less flattery and ridicule in Meng Kan's words. He looked forward to Geng Yuanfu with some expectations. After wandering for many years, he knew that good apprentices were rare, not to mention that he was a person with unspeakable bones and luck.

After taking the tea in the cup, Geng Yuanfu didn't drink it, but put it on the table aside, with a wry smile on his cold face, "Zhong Ran, if I tell you that until now, I haven't felt the state of great success at all, will you believe it?"

Hearing this, Meng Kan's eyes flashed with a flash of disbelief. Although their brothers have fought for many years and have not seen Geng Yuanfu fight for decades, in his heart, his brother is the brilliant and dazzling genius.

At the age of five, he was recognized by his ancestor and got the spirit of a sage. At the age of ten, he was already a leader in the air pressure school. At the age of 15, Huashan's Taoism defeated the two young masters of Confucianism and Buddhism.

So far, among the peers and even the predecessors, there are few opponents, and the ancestors and Confucianists agree that they will surpass their ancestors Zhang Ling and become the youngest successful person in the world.

Poured a cup of tea and took two sips in astonishment. Meng Kan calmed down at this time. Looking at Geng Yuanfu, who was full of frost hair, he thought that he was also snow-dyed, and immediately felt a trace of silence in his heart.

"Even if you and I are full of lofty feelings, we can't beat these years. Brother, maybe Yuqi has refined a good elixir, which can help you make a breakthrough."

Geng Yuanfu shook his head and sighed, "Yu Yuyu likes to pour it upside down, but after all, the elixir is an external object. At our point, the breakthrough is from the inside, and we can't force it."

"So the senior didn't hesitate to break the rules set by his ancestors and accepted Yang Jing?"

"This son was originally a general star. When I first saw him, I clearly saw the Ziwei Doushu, which was the image of killing the wolf. Later, there was a trace of purple gas from the east. Curious, I calculated it with 'Yi Jing Broken Armor'..."

"Brother, you actually used 'I Ching Broken Armor'!"

Hearing this, Meng Kan lost his voice and exclaimed. Geng Yuanfu's divination was above him. There were thousands of divination, and naturally there were also places forbidden.

Divination is originally a move to seek a prophet against the sky, so the more accurate it is, the more damage the divination will be. Even if this 'I Ching Broken Armor' is still alive in the faction, the ancestor-level Danqiusheng will not be easily used, because this is the loss of life to see the sky.

"What's the use of you and I living a few more years at this age?"

Looking at Meng Kan's surprised appearance, Geng Yuanfu smiled and continued what he said just now, "His purple gas is actually full of ash. I have never seen this kind of fate."

"Life is gray, this star will be dim, and this is not a sign of a dead person. How can it appear on this living person and be entangled with this purple gas?"

Meng Kan muttered to himself and couldn't figure it out, but with the power of Geng Yuanfu, the conclusion he speculated could not be wrong. He immediately frowned into a ball and locked his eyebrows.

"I don't understand that this is obviously against God's reason, but since it exists, there must be a truth from God. Therefore, he may be able to fulfill your brother's last wish."

The last wish?

He looked up and saw a trace of loneliness on Geng Yuanfu's face. Meng Kan's heart suddenly shrank a little, and the slightly fat face flashed in his mind. He knew each other frivolously at a young age, and it was difficult to give up.

I don't know how he lived there. Is he still so reruly?

The fame and fortune are empty in a blink of an eye, and the country is still picturesque, but the people who pointed out in those years have gone with the wind. Thinking of this, Meng Kan couldn't help sighing a little.

"Brother, these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are still owned by his Zhao family. Jiuzhong will not object to it. I don't want to make up with the matter offan chen."

"Zhong Ran, I understand these words, but you and I are people in the world, and we will have joys, angers, sorrows and joys. What kind of person is the child? Zhong Ran, you know better than me."

Meng Kan had a calm face and didn't say anything. Indeed, he knew that his smile was like a tiger, insidious and cunning. He suddenly died of illness, which was probably related to this person.

If this happened in an ordinary family, according to Meng Kan's nature, he would have taken action long ago, but the royal matter, even if he walked as a Taoist, he would take some attention to it.

It is not afraid of the anger of this gentleman, but the entanglement of the Confucian and Buddhist families.

For a long time, Meng Kan swallowed a little dry throat, "So, brother, do you want Yang Jing to walk into the temple and take back the nine-fold world from the inside?"

A trace of decisiveness flashed in Geng Yuanfu's eyes, "Yes, Yan Zhao's fate is a sea of eunuchs in this life. With his mind, he is sure that he can set off a storm and smooth the hurdles in your heart and me."

It was not until this time that Meng Kan understood Zhao Xiaosi's position in Geng Yuanfu's heart and slowly nodded, "That's all, in those years, my four brothers knocked on the world and formed brothers and sisters. Since my brother wanted to make the decision for Jiuzhong, I, Meng Zhongran, the second brother, could not stand by.

Yang Jing wants to enter the temple. Brother's 'Tianchen's Secret' is naturally inappropriate. I have taught him the 'Kuiyan Sutra' in the past few days.

"Then there will be a hard brother, but this disciple can't feel the energy until now. Brother, have you ever encountered such a thing after walking for many years?"

"Can't you feel the momentum?"

Meng Kan looked at Geng Yuanfu in disbelief. Qi is the most basic thing to enter the upper level of martial arts. As a master of martial arts, he should know better than him. Since Yang Jing can't even feel his strength, why should he take him as an apprentice?

"I have quietly explored it for my brother with true qi. Yan Zhao's tendons and veins seem to be blocked. The qi can gather all over his body, but it can't enter the body. Zhong Ran, do you have a good recipe?"

"Well, I really didn't make an idea for a while. Why don't you wait for Yuyu to come? Medical skills are one of the three best, and there may be a way to solve it.

"That's the only way. Huashan's appointment is approaching. I think he also came back from the barbarian land. I can study books and send people to spread it, so that we can meet soon."

When Geng Yuanfu and Meng Kan were talking sadly, in another room, Yang Yanzhao and Xu Shaoyang were fighting against the chess game. On the one hand, Guo Huai clenched his fist and did not dare to stare at the few pieces left on both sides.

For a long time, with Yang Yanzhao bowing his head and admitting defeat, Guo Huai was relieved and said in a loud voice, "I always thought that the master's chess skills were very good. Now I know that Brother Shaoyang and Brother Yan Zhao are both great masters."

"Brother Hede is overempt", Xu Shaoyang smiled and wiped the sweat in the palm of his hand. "Uncle Meng is elegant and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. How can he lose to us juniors?"

Xu Shaoyang's words fell down. Yang Yanzhao didn't know why he always had the impulse to laugh. Meng Kan's five-three thick appearance flashed in his mind, which really couldn't match the word Fengya.

Guo Huai shook his head seriously. "Although the master likes elegant things, he is not proficient in it. At most, he is just a self-entertainment and pleasure."

What an honest teenager.

At the beginning of the morning, Yang Yanzhao washed up a little. Perhaps considering the other tenants in the inn, Xu Shi did not burn incense and touch the piano as usual, but made his ears a little empty, which he was used to listening all the way.

Following the morning breeze, I walked to the backyard of the inn. There was an open space and a slightly mottled old well. There were several low plants planted against the wall on both sides, which were still dark green under the frost.

Feeling the freshness of the cold air, Yang Yanzhao sat on the side steps and began to meditate on the spirit.

For a long time, there was a slight sound of footsteps in my ear. When I opened my eyes, it was a sleepy inn with a wooden bucket. I'm afraid it would be busy with water.

Seeing Yang Yanzhao standing up, he was used to welcoming guests and immediately said hello. The latter was depressed in his heart and just nodded slightly.

After watching the little man leave with two buckets of water and leaving for the time being, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help sighing deeply. Why can't he still feel the energy after so many things?

Is it possible that you really don't have the talent to practice martial arts?

He kicked a gravel at his feet in frustration. Yang Yanzhao walked a few steps to the open space, turned his right hand into a hook, and began to practice the capture skill he created.

The wind is grinning, and the fists and feet are opened and closed. At this moment, I feel much more comfortable.

On the second floor of the inn, Meng Kan withdrew his eyes and looked at Geng Yuanfu, who sighed beside him, "Brother, how did you give Yuxu to him?"

"Shaoyang's nature is not suitable, so I gave it to Yan Zhao, and Yuxu also recognized him as the master, which shows that it is not wrong for him to do this."

Geng Yuanfu said softly, and then changed the topic and pointed to Yang Yanzhao outside the window, "Brother, can you see why he can't get into it?"

"It is exactly what the senior said that the tendons and veins are sealed, but it is difficult for me to determine the specific reason for a while."

"Maybe it's what the saint said that the great task of the heavenly people will have to work hard and bitter muscles and bones?"

Looking at Yang Yanzhao, who was playing the skill of capture smoothly, Meng Kan nodded subconsciously, "Brother, I began to understand why you only think that this son will have a big atmosphere. His fist-like kung fu is a little unique. Let me take a look."

With that, Meng Kan flashed gently and fell from the window sill, while Geng Yuanfu walked slowly towards the room with a wide sleeve robe.