"Give me your hand, you'll know it just by trying it!"

Su Yang put his hand next to Wuyazi. Wuyazi raised a finger and placed it on Su Yang's meridian gate. Su Yang felt a heat on the meridian gate, and an internal force rose from his arm and rushed towards his heart. He involuntarily used the Sanjiang Heart Method to fight against each other.

When the two internal skills are in contact, Su Yang and Wu Yazi are both surprised. Wu Yazi's skills are profound and vast, just like a surging river, continuous. As long as the opponent's skills are not as good as him, they will be immediately destroyed. However, Su Yang's skills are obviously slightly inferior, but they can blend with Wu Yazi's internal skills.

Obviously, both internal strengths come from the same sect. The only difference is that Su Yang's internal strength seems to be relatively messy, with some impurities in it, while Wuyazi's internal strength is much more concise and pure.

"That's it!" Wuyazi was a hundred years old, but after confirming that Su Yang was the ancestor of this sect, his voice trembled a little, and he said, "I've seen the ancestor!"

"No, don't call me that, old man." Su Yang heard the word "The Patriarch" and his heart pounded, and he almost got into a devil. He hurriedly said, "People, we have a good relationship with each other!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly pulled his hand back and said, "Since we have such a connection, I want to cure your injuries to your hands and feet. If you continue to be the head, there will be no crisis in the Xiaoyao Sect."

Wuyazi shook his head and said, "There are no immortals in the world. I know that even if my hands and feet are cured, I will only last half a year. I have lived for more than a hundred years. I can be considered as stealing the sky, and I am already satisfied. Life is approaching, so the ancestors don't have to worry about it."

After saying that, he flew out his sleeves, put them on Su Yang's shoulder, and suddenly he pulled up. He was somersaulted in the air, and his left foot was supported on the beam of the roof, and his head fell down, and his head was pressed on Su Yang's head. The two of them met the Tianling Gas and Tianling Gas.

A thin wisp of hot air rushed into the brain from the Baihui acupoints on the Suyang top gate. I felt that my mind was getting hotter and hotter, and my whole body was light and fluttering like clouds and mist, swimming in the sky. Suddenly my body was cold, and it seemed to have penetrated into the depths of the blue sea. I was playing with the fish; I seemed to be practicing martial arts hard. I suddenly felt that it was raining heavily in the world. Every bit of it fell on my body, but the raindrops were hot.

I saw Wuyazi sweating profusely on his body, and he kept dripping to his body. And sweat still oozing out from his cheeks, head, neck, and hair.

After about half a stick of incense, Wuyazi finished passing the skills and slowly lay down on the ground, but his appearance had changed. His originally white and handsome face was covered with deep wrinkles, his thick hair had fallen off, and a cluster of shiny black beards turned into white beards.

In an instant, it seems like decades have passed.

Wuyazi narrowed his eyes, smiled weakly, and said, "The great task is done! Master, you have a profound blessing. 70% or 80% of the Beiming magic skills I have learned throughout my life have entered your body! Master's lineage, please help me. If the ancestors have any disagreements in this sect's martial arts, if there is any problem, you can ask the woman on the scroll. She has this ring in the Wuliang Mountains of Dali Kingdom."

He took off a gem ring from his left finger and wanted to put Su Yang on his finger, but his strength was exhausted and he couldn't even grasp Su Yang's wrist. Su Yang put the ring on his finger. Looking at Wuyazi, he said, "Don't worry, since this is my sect, even if you don't say it, I will do it."

Wuyazi sighed and murmured to the sky: "Ding Chunqiu suddenly attacked me and drove me into the deep valley. I almost died. Fortunately, my eldest disciple Su Xinghe pretended to be deaf and dumb, and hid it from the eyes of the rebellious disciples. I had to survive and live for thirty years. Xinghe's qualifications were also pretty good, but unfortunately he led me to a fork, distracted me, and went to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and other things to lose my ambitions. He said that he could not learn anything from my superior martial arts. In the past thirty years, I only hoped to find a smart and focused disciple to bring me

He taught martial arts throughout his life and sent him to destroy Ding Chunqiu and inherit my Taoist tradition. But the opportunity is rare. His smart nature is not good, and he may repeat the mistake of raising a tiger. He has a good personality but lacks understanding. Seeing that I am about to end my years and can never wait any longer, he published the Zhenlong that I had placed in the world to find talents. I could not expect that I could find the ancestors. This is a strange adventure before I died. Alas, Ding Chunqiu can be destroyed by his fingers, but unfortunately, my Taoist tradition can never be explained clearly...."

Su Yang knew that martial arts people value inheritance very much. Sometimes, they were more close to their disciples who could inherit their own Taoism than their sons. Seeing that Wuyazi was about to die, he sat beside him and said slowly: "It's hard to tell between you and me, but I have truly gained your lifelong skills and can be counted as your disciple."

After saying that, he lay down on the ground and bowed a few times, calling his master.

A trace of luster flashed in Wuyazi's eyes. The great wish was over. Looking up at the top, he seemed to see a legendary danger in his eyes. He was chanting in a low voice: "Live to the right of heaven and earth, control the debate of the six qi, and wandering infinity is for freedom..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared without hearing.

A golden light flashed, and Su Yang took out a first-class hero token and placed it on Wuyazi's corpse. Wuyazi had a strong internal strength. Among the people he had seen, only Zhang Sanfeng could compete with him. Besides, the person was already dead, so this token should be used as his burial.

Su Yang looked at the surrounding mountain walls and thought to himself that he didn't know if there was a martial arts jade bi here, so he might as well give a palm. Even if there wasn't, he would have a tomb for this unspeakable master and buried it for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, he walked to the stone wall, lifted his breath and hit the stone wall with a palm.

With a bang, the stone walls cracked one after another, not the martial arts jade bi, but this palm only used two or three points of skill, but could catch up with the original five or six points. Su Yang thought secretly that after obtaining Wuyazi's skills, his internal strength doubled out of thin air.

So I wanted to lift my energy again and dig cave stones on the wall. Suddenly, before I could mention my chest, I could breathe a severe pain in my lower abdomen. The pain instantly spread from the dantian along the eight extraordinary meridians to all parts of my body.

"What's going on!"

Su Yang was shocked and hurriedly wanted to use his skills to suppress him, but something even more unexpected happened. Once he used his internal force a little, the meridians in his body were cut in pieces by countless knives. The pain was unstoppable. Not only was it pain, but the internal force could not be gathered at all.

However, the total amount of internal force in the body is obviously more than twice as high as before, but it is impossible to use it.

"Damn it, it's not a waste!"
Chapter completed!