this day.
Lu Qingyun bought thousands of kilograms of low-alcohol liquor from the small town at the foot of the mountain and planned to brew some Liuliangye.
Yang Guo's drinking capacity was so good that he could walk without shaking two bottles of 53-degree Liuliangye in one meal.
There was no other way. In order to avoid Yang Guo's personal teaching, he had to brew a batch every month.
Otherwise, Yang Guo would stare at him fiercely, and if he found his fault, he would become a human punching bag.
Brewing requires a lot of gold and silver, but fortunately the ancient tombs are much richer than Wudang.
The boxes that filled half of the stone room were full of jewelry, and a single bead could be exchanged for hundreds of taels of silver.
Lu Qingyun pushed the wheelbarrow back to the vicinity of the ancient tomb, and saw Zhang Sanfeng sitting on a stone bench with a red face, and Yang Guo drank from a bottle of wine.
"Master!"
Lu Qingyun put down the wheelbarrow in his hand and trotted to Zhang Sanfeng, "Has the Vajra Gate been killed?"
"Haha." Zhang Sanfeng laughed.
"A few ran away, and the others were killed. You are right, the Vajra Sect really has black jade intermittent ointment, and your master was indeed injured by a Vajra Sect disciple."
Lu Qingyun nodded, "How is my master now?"
"Dai Yan was injured for a long time and needs to be nursed slowly, but with the black jade intermittent ointment, there is a good chance of recovery."
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the wine vat on the wheelbarrow with a smile on his face.
"Brother Yang, you're not lazy here, are you?"
Lu Qingyun's face suddenly turned dark.
Yang Guo smiled, "This guy is not as diligent as others. He can practice for three hours a day, which is pretty good."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded, "It's good to be able to practice for three hours. If I hadn't forced you to do it in Wudang Mountain, I probably wouldn't have even been able to practice for three hours."
Zhang Sanfeng took out three books from the bag on the stone table.
Lu Qingyun screamed when he saw it, "Nine Yang Magic!"
"You brat knows the stuff!" Zhang Sanfeng gave a thumbs up.
Yang Guo took the Nine Yang Magic and flipped through a few pages, "So, this is the book left by Huo Gong Tutuo."
"Yes, the qualifications of the disciples of the Vajra Sect are too poor. No one can practice this strange book left by Huo Gong Tutuo. This is not cheap for Wudang."
"But it's no longer useful to Xiaodao now, so it's just right for Qingyun."
Zhang Sanfeng's Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu has been mastered to a great extent. It can transform the inner energy of the body into Yin and Yang. It is much more powerful than the Nine Yang Magic Kung Fu, which only has invincible defense and no attack moves.
The Nine Sun Magic Technique is of no use to him at all.
"I'm going to prepare something to eat." Yang Guo casually threw the Nine Yang Magic Art on the stone table and left wisely.
Zhang Sanfeng approached Lu Qingyun and asked in a low voice, "Did Master Yang teach you the Nine Yin Manual?"
"I didn't learn."
Lu Qingyun scratched his head, a little embarrassed to tell the real reason.
"You brat, you're so mad at me that you don't learn the two most amazing arts in the world, the Nine-Yang Manual and the Nine-Yin Manual!"
Zhang Sanfeng was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
"Master, my uncle taught me the powerful boxing technique of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. It doesn't fit with the Nine Yin Sutra, so I didn't practice it."
"Idiot, after learning the Nine Yin Manual, you can learn his Dark Ecstasy Palm, the Great Nine Heavens Hand!"
Zhang Sanfeng kept poking Lu Qingyun's head, making him angry.
"Isn't it too troublesome to re-cultivate the internal skills and mental skills? Besides, I am a Wudang disciple, and the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is also very good!"
Lu Qingyun opened his eyes again and told lies.
"What a fart!" Zhang Sanfeng jumped up and down anxiously.
The biggest disadvantage of Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is that the practitioner must be a child, and the Yang Yang cannot be released before the magical power is completed.
If Yuan Yang is released, his cultivation will come to a halt.
He didn't want Lu Qingyun to become an old virgin like him.
Only then did I think of the Nine Yin Manual.
I hope Lu Qingyun can learn the Nine Yin Manual to replace the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu.
To be on the safe side, she even licked her face and begged Yang Yaoqin to marry him.
If Lu Qingyun knew that Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu was so demanding, he would definitely want to learn the Nine Yin Manual.
"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it now."
Zhang Sanfeng felt sorry for Lu Qingyun that he missed the Nine Yin Sutra.
Fortunately, after obtaining the Nine Sun Magic Kung Fu, Lu Qingyun relied on his pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu foundation and extraordinary talent to quickly master it to perfection in a short time, which would not affect his ability to marry and have children.
"From now on, you first practice the Nine-Yang Magic Skill, and then use the Pure Yang Skill to purify the true energy."
"Isn't that a bit troublesome?"
Lu Qingyun was a little reluctant when he heard that one more inner skill and mental method had been added and more time would be needed for practice.
"If you want to get a wife from now on, just do as I say, otherwise you will be like the great master, who will not have a wife when you are a hundred years old."
"How can that be done!"
Lu Qingyun still yearns for this kind of happiness in life.
When he heard that if he didn't practice the two exercises together, he would become an old virgin like Zhang Sanfeng, he immediately objected.
"How is your relationship with Yao Qin?"
Zhang Sanfeng suddenly made a U-turn, which made Lu Qingyun confused, but he still told the truth.
"That's good. Sister Yang takes good care of me."
"You kid finally took care of some personnel matters."
A smile appeared on Zhang Sanfeng's face, "Take advantage of the opportunity, Brother Yang and I will discuss it, and we will settle your matter today."
"Master, what do you mean?"
"Of course it's your marriage to Yao Qin."
Zhang Sanfeng patted Lu Qingyun hard on the shoulder, "Have you forgotten what Grand Master said when he brought you to the ancient tomb?"
Lu Qingyun recalled stealing skills and stealing people.
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
It turned out that he was allowed to steal people, not helped to steal people.
Lu Qingyun said worriedly: "You are so blatantly plotting against Sister Yang. Aren't you afraid that Uncle Yang will kill you with the Black Iron Sword?"
"Don't worry about it. Yaoqin must be your wife." Zhang Sanfeng looked confident.
Had lunch.
Lu Qingyun took Yang Yaoqin to their favorite waterfall.
"Sister Yang, I have something to ask you."
Lu Qingyun hesitated for a long time, and thought it was better to inform her in advance. If she didn't want to, forget it, so as to save everyone the embarrassment of having to propose to the master.
"Qingyun, what's going on?"
Yang Yaoqin blinked her big eyes with curiosity on her face.
"This... that... Hi!"
Lu Qingyun started to sweat on his head, but he didn't say anything.
"What happened?"
Yang Yaoqin looked baffled.
Lu Qingyun simply gritted his teeth and said, "Will you marry me?"
Hearing this, Yang Yaoqin blushed.
"Are you willing? If not, I will try my best to prevent Grand Master from proposing marriage to my uncle."
Yang Yaoqin was very beautiful, and Lu Qingyun fell in love with her at first sight. After six months of getting along, they became familiar with each other and had a tacit understanding.
"Daddy has the final say on this matter."
After Yang Yaoqin finished speaking, her figure flashed and disappeared after a while.
Lu Qingyun immediately understood that she was shy, but was she willing?
Returning to the ancient tomb, Yang Yaoqin stood beside Yang Guo with her head lowered, not even raising her head to look at him when he came back, which suddenly felt strange.
Zhang Sanfeng slapped him in the face, "You silly boy, you haven't paid your respects to your father-in-law yet."
