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When Zhao Changming heard song Yan shouting for an apology, he couldn't help but look at Song Yan contemptuously: "bastard, do you have a voice here? Get out of here! "
Suddenly song Yan's face sank, and his anger suddenly burst out: "if Zhao's family is like you, I will not go with eight big sedan chairs!"
Zhao Changming was furious when he heard the words and said, "I don't know the height of the earth, give me death!"
As soon as the voice fell, his body shape bullied him, and he slapped it out, fan to song Yan's cheek.
"Four uncles don't want."
Zhao Fengyang sees the body shape and wants to stop Zhao Changming.
"Get out of my way!"
Zhao Changming saw Zhao Fengyang dare to defend song inkstone. He could not help sweeping a fierce light in his eyes and clapping it on his chest.
"Bang!"
Zhao Fengyang responds and flies, and the human spurts out a mouthful of blood in the air.
"Brother!"
Zhao Xiaoyu screamed and leaped out. He tried to catch Zhao Fengyang, but didn't expect that there was a terrible aftereffect in his body. Instead of catching Zhao Fengyang, his body was also hit.
Seeing this scene, the anger in Song Yan's heart soared, and there was a flash of murder in his eyes.
At that moment, Zhao Changming's palm was close to his cheek.
"Stormy waves!"
At this moment, song inkstone is not hidden at all. The momentum of the innate master suddenly erupts, and the real yuan in the body instantly converges on the two palms and flies out.
"Is this...?"
Zhao Changming, who had a scornful smile on his face, suddenly stopped looking. Then his expression became unbelievable.
"No!"
Suddenly, he found that his body fell into a strange force field, involving forces from all sides, which made his body become extremely unstable. At this time, a pair of palms quickly enlarged in front of his eyes
In a hurry, he hurriedly encouraged the real spirit to meet him.
"Click! Click! "
With two crisp sounds, Zhao Changming's body is like a broken kite flying backwards, and it doesn't stop until it hits the wall.
"Bang!"
The rebound of the wall bounced his body back and fell to the ground, making a dull sound.
Zhao Changming is actually shot by song Yan?
Zhao Fengyang looks at this scene with dull eyes, and feels that his brain is not enough.
Zhao Xiaoyu also stared at this scene. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were unbelievable. Of course, he was a little happy and gloating in his heart.
"Whoever insults others will be insulted!"
Song Yan glanced at Zhao Changming on the ground and walked to Zhao Fengyang and Zhao Xiaoyu to help them up one by one.
"Song Yan, how do you know? When did you become so powerful? You should know that he is a genius! How could you shoot him up? "
"Sister Xiaoyu, how do you ask me so many questions?" Song Yan said with a wry smile.
"Song Yan, you should have broken through to the congenital right?" Zhao Fengyang looked at Song inkstone deeply and asked.
Song Yan nodded.
"That's very good, master congenitally! As long as you have practiced martial arts, you have reached the birth master. I'm afraid that Li Longfei was not as qualified as you when he was young! " Zhao Xiaoyu said cheerfully.
"Just a fluke!" Song Yan is modest.
"Cut, hypocrisy! I don't know how proud you are! " Zhao Xiaoyu disdained.
Song Yan: "...".
"OK, drizzle, just say a few words." Zhao Fengyang winked at Zhao Xiaoyu, then he went to Zhao Changming's side and reached out to help him: "are you OK, fourth uncle? I'll help you. "
"Go away! Don't be pretentious here. "
In the face of Zhao Fengyang's overtures, Zhao Changming is ungrateful.
Zhao Xiaoyu is not as good-natured as Zhao Fengyang. What's more, she has long been unhappy with Zhao Changming, so she sneers at him and says, "cut, you are so proud. You can't beat song inkstone at such a young age. You live on a dog!"
"Zhao Xiaoyu, you are unbridled!"
Hearing her sarcasm, Zhao Changming's face was livid with anger.
"I'm just telling the truth!" Zhao Xiaoyu said with his mouth curled.
"Good drizzle!" Zhao Fengyang couldn't help but stare at her.
"Zhao Fengyang, Zhao Xiaoyu and song Yan, I remember you!" Zhao Changming's bleak eyes slowly swept the three people, and then strode out of the office.
Seeing this, Zhao Fengyang sighed and then looked at Song Yan with some complaints: "you didn't tell me when you were born. I knew you had already broken through, and I didn't have to worry about that blind heart."
Hearing Zhao Fengyang's complaint, song Yan was embarrassed and hurried: "brother Zhao, I have just made a breakthrough, but I haven't had time to tell you. How about I teach you the cultivation script I got as a apology?"Zhao Fengyang's eyes are bright, but he is not moved.
Zhao Xiaoyu clapped his hands happily and said, "Wow, it's so good. With the innate script, it's much easier for me to cultivate!"
But Zhao Fengyang shook his head and said, "it's not right. The innate secret script is the foundation of a family or sect. You can't pass it on to others without the permission of the person who taught you the secret script!"
Hearing Zhao Fengyang's words, Zhao Xiaoyu could not help but look gloomy, but then he nodded: "my brother is right, congenital script can't be passed on to outsiders."
Hearing the words of the two brothers and sisters, song Yan was very moved and said with a loud smile: "ha, if it's like this, your worry is superfluous! In fact, I got this innate secret script by accident. I can guarantee that it has nothing to do with other people. Whoever I want to pass it on, I will pass it on! "
"Really?" Zhao Xiaoyu's expression became excited again.
Zhao Fengyang didn't speak, but from his eyes, he was also very moved.
Song Yan nodded. "Of course it's true. Now, I'll write this secret script to you. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. By the way, Xiaoyu, give me a piece of paper and pen!"
"OK, I'll take it to you!"
When Zhao Xiaoyu brought the paper and pen, song Yan began to write the book of Peiyuan by heart. However, he had some reservations. He only wrote the method of cultivating to the nine levels of inborn cultivation, which was not his selfish heart, but his understanding of the principle of cherishing the merits and punishing the sins, because the book of Peiyuan was not an inborn method, but a real method of cultivating immortals.
"All right."
Half an hour later, song Yan gave Zhao Fengyang two pieces of paper full of Kung Fu.
The other side is excited to take over, and then eyes fall on the paper can no longer move.
Even though his cultivation was only in the later period of the day after tomorrow, he could see that the Peiyuan Scripture was a very advanced cultivation skill. Especially, he could directly cultivate the nine weights of nature. He was almost so excited that he couldn't help himself, because there were very few skills that could cultivate the nine weights of nature.
Even in such a large Zhao family, there is only one skill that can be cultivated to the ninefold, and only the patriarch can be qualified to cultivate this skill.
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When Zhao Changming heard song Yan shouting for an apology, he couldn't help but look at Song Yan contemptuously: "bastard, do you have a voice here? Get out of here! "
Suddenly song Yan's face sank, and his anger suddenly burst out: "if Zhao's family is like you, I will not go with eight big sedan chairs!"
Zhao Changming was furious when he heard the words and said, "I don't know the height of the earth, give me death!"
As soon as the voice fell, his body shape bullied him, and he slapped it out, fan to song Yan's cheek.
"Four uncles don't want."
Zhao Fengyang sees the body shape and wants to stop Zhao Changming.
"Get out of my way!"
Zhao Changming saw Zhao Fengyang dare to defend song inkstone. He could not help sweeping a fierce light in his eyes and clapping it on his chest.
"Bang!"
Zhao Fengyang responds and flies, and the human spurts out a mouthful of blood in the air.
"Brother!"
Zhao Xiaoyu screamed and leaped out. He tried to catch Zhao Fengyang, but didn't expect that there was a terrible aftereffect in his body. Instead of catching Zhao Fengyang, his body was also hit.
Seeing this scene, the anger in Song Yan's heart soared, and there was a flash of murder in his eyes.
At that moment, Zhao Changming's palm was close to his cheek.
"Stormy waves!"
At this moment, song inkstone is not hidden at all. The momentum of the innate master suddenly erupts, and the real yuan in the body instantly converges on the two palms and flies out.
"Is this...?"
Zhao Changming, who had a scornful smile on his face, suddenly stopped looking. Then his expression became unbelievable.
"No!"
Suddenly, he found that his body fell into a strange force field, involving forces from all sides, which made his body become extremely unstable. At this time, a pair of palms quickly enlarged in front of his eyes
In a hurry, he hurriedly encouraged the real spirit to meet him.
"Click! Click! "
With two crisp sounds, Zhao Changming's body is like a broken kite flying backwards, and it doesn't stop until it hits the wall.
"Bang!"
The rebound of the wall bounced his body back and fell to the ground, making a dull sound.
Zhao Changming is actually shot by song Yan?
Zhao Fengyang looks at this scene with dull eyes, and feels that his brain is not enough.
Zhao Xiaoyu also stared at this scene. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were unbelievable. Of course, he was a little happy and gloating in his heart.
"Whoever insults others will be insulted!"
Song Yan glanced at Zhao Changming on the ground and walked to Zhao Fengyang and Zhao Xiaoyu to help them up one by one.
"Song Yan, how do you know? When did you become so powerful? You should know that he is a genius! How could you shoot him up? "
"Sister Xiaoyu, how do you ask me so many questions?" Song Yan said with a wry smile.
"Song Yan, you should have broken through to the congenital right?" Zhao Fengyang looked at Song inkstone deeply and asked.
Song Yan nodded.
"That's very good, master congenitally! As long as you have practiced martial arts, you have reached the birth master. I'm afraid that Li Longfei was not as qualified as you when he was young! " Zhao Xiaoyu said cheerfully.
"Just a fluke!" Song Yan is modest.
"Cut, hypocrisy! I don't know how proud you are! " Zhao Xiaoyu disdained.
Song Yan: "...".
"OK, drizzle, just say a few words." Zhao Fengyang winked at Zhao Xiaoyu, then he went to Zhao Changming's side and reached out to help him: "are you OK, fourth uncle? I'll help you. "
"Go away! Don't be pretentious here. "
In the face of Zhao Fengyang's overtures, Zhao Changming is ungrateful.
Zhao Xiaoyu is not as good-natured as Zhao Fengyang. What's more, she has long been unhappy with Zhao Changming, so she sneers at him and says, "cut, you are so proud. You can't beat song inkstone at such a young age. You live on a dog!"
"Zhao Xiaoyu, you are unbridled!"
Hearing her sarcasm, Zhao Changming's face was livid with anger.
"I'm just telling the truth!" Zhao Xiaoyu said with his mouth curled.
"Good drizzle!" Zhao Fengyang couldn't help but stare at her.
"Zhao Fengyang, Zhao Xiaoyu and song Yan, I remember you!" Zhao Changming's bleak eyes slowly swept the three people, and then strode out of the office.
Seeing this, Zhao Fengyang sighed and then looked at Song Yan with some complaints: "you didn't tell me when you were born. I knew you had already broken through, and I didn't have to worry about that blind heart."
Hearing Zhao Fengyang's complaint, song Yan was embarrassed and hurried: "brother Zhao, I have just made a breakthrough, but I haven't had time to tell you. How about I teach you the cultivation script I got as a apology?"Zhao Fengyang's eyes are bright, but he is not moved.
Zhao Xiaoyu clapped his hands happily and said, "Wow, it's so good. With the innate script, it's much easier for me to cultivate!"
But Zhao Fengyang shook his head and said, "it's not right. The innate secret script is the foundation of a family or sect. You can't pass it on to others without the permission of the person who taught you the secret script!"
Hearing Zhao Fengyang's words, Zhao Xiaoyu could not help but look gloomy, but then he nodded: "my brother is right, congenital script can't be passed on to outsiders."
Hearing the words of the two brothers and sisters, song Yan was very moved and said with a loud smile: "ha, if it's like this, your worry is superfluous! In fact, I got this innate secret script by accident. I can guarantee that it has nothing to do with other people. Whoever I want to pass it on, I will pass it on! "
"Really?" Zhao Xiaoyu's expression became excited again.
Zhao Fengyang didn't speak, but from his eyes, he was also very moved.
Song Yan nodded. "Of course it's true. Now, I'll write this secret script to you. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. By the way, Xiaoyu, give me a piece of paper and pen!"
"OK, I'll take it to you!"
When Zhao Xiaoyu brought the paper and pen, song Yan began to write the book of Peiyuan by heart. However, he had some reservations. He only wrote the method of cultivating to the nine levels of inborn cultivation, which was not his selfish heart, but his understanding of the principle of cherishing the merits and punishing the sins, because the book of Peiyuan was not an inborn method, but a real method of cultivating immortals.
"All right."
Half an hour later, song Yan gave Zhao Fengyang two pieces of paper full of Kung Fu.
The other side is excited to take over, and then eyes fall on the paper can no longer move.
Even though his cultivation was only in the later period of the day after tomorrow, he could see that the Peiyuan Scripture was a very advanced cultivation skill. Especially, he could directly cultivate the nine weights of nature. He was almost so excited that he couldn't help himself, because there were very few skills that could cultivate the nine weights of nature.
Even in such a large Zhao family, there is only one skill that can be cultivated to the ninefold, and only the patriarch can be qualified to cultivate this skill.
...
...
When Zhao Changming heard song Yan shouting for an apology, he couldn't help but look at Song Yan contemptuously: "bastard, do you have a voice here? Get out of here! " Suddenly song Yan's face sank, and his anger suddenly burst out: "if Zhao's family is like you, I will not go with eight big sedan chairs!" Zhao Changming was furious when he heard the words and said, "I don't know the height of the earth, give me death!" As soon as the voice fell, his body shape bullied him, and he slapped it out, fan to song Yan's cheek. "Four uncles don't want." Zhao Fengyang sees the body shape and wants to stop Zhao Changming. "Get out of my way!" Zhao Changming saw Zhao Fengyang dare to defend song inkstone. He could not help sweeping a fierce light in his eyes and clapping it on his chest. "Bang!" Zhao Fengyang responds and flies, and the human spurts out a mouthful of blood in the air. "Brother!" Zhao Xiaoyu screamed and leaped out. He tried to catch Zhao Fengyang, but didn't expect that there was a terrible aftereffect in his body. Instead of catching Zhao Fengyang, his body was also hit. Seeing this scene, the anger in Song Yan's heart soared, and there was a flash of murder in his eyes. At that moment, Zhao Changming's palm was close to his cheek. "Stormy waves!" At this moment, song inkstone is not hidden at all. The momentum of the innate master suddenly erupts, and the real yuan in the body instantly converges on the two palms and flies out. "Is this...?" Zhao Changming, who had a scornful smile on his face, suddenly stopped looking. Then his expression became unbelievable. "No!" Suddenly, he found that his body fell into a strange force field, involving forces from all sides, which made his body become extremely unstable. At this time, a pair of palms quickly enlarged in front of his eyes In a hurry, he hurriedly encouraged the real spirit to meet him. "Click! Click! " With two crisp sounds, Zhao Changming's body is like a broken kite flying backwards, and it doesn't stop until it hits the wall. "Bang!" The rebound of the wall bounced his body back and fell to the ground, making a dull sound. Zhao Changming is actually shot by song Yan? Zhao Fengyang looks at this scene with dull eyes, and feels that his brain is not enough. Zhao Xiaoyu also stared at this scene. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were unbelievable. Of course, he was a little happy and gloating in his heart. "Whoever insults others will be insulted!" Song Yan glanced at Zhao Changming on the ground and walked to Zhao Fengyang and Zhao Xiaoyu to help them up one by one. "Song Yan, how do you know? When did you become so powerful? You should know that he is a genius! How could you shoot him up? " "Sister Xiaoyu, how do you ask me so many questions?" Song Yan said with a wry smile. "Song Yan, you should have broken through to the congenital right?" Zhao Fengyang looked at Song inkstone deeply and asked. Song Yan nodded. "That's very good, master congenitally! As long as you have practiced martial arts, you have reached the birth master. I'm afraid that Li Longfei was not as qualified as you when he was young! " Zhao Xiaoyu said cheerfully. "Just a fluke!" Song Yan is modest. "Cut, hypocrisy! I don't know how proud you are! " Zhao Xiaoyu disdained. Song Yan: "...". "OK, drizzle, just say a few words." Zhao Fengyang winked at Zhao Xiaoyu, then he went to Zhao Changming's side and reached out to help him: "are you OK, fourth uncle? I'll help you. " "Go away! Don't be pretentious here. " In the face of Zhao Fengyang's overtures, Zhao Changming is ungrateful. Zhao Xiaoyu is not as good-natured as Zhao Fengyang. What's more, she has long been unhappy with Zhao Changming, so she sneers at him and says, "cut, you are so proud. You can't beat song inkstone at such a young age. You live on a dog!" "Zhao Xiaoyu, you are unbridled!" Hearing her sarcasm, Zhao Changming's face was livid with anger. "I'm just telling the truth!" Zhao Xiaoyu said with his mouth curled. "Good drizzle!" Zhao Fengyang couldn't help but stare at her. "Zhao Fengyang, Zhao Xiaoyu and song Yan, I remember you!" Zhao Changming's bleak eyes slowly swept the three people, and then strode out of the office. Seeing this, Zhao Fengyang sighed and then looked at Song Yan with some complaints: "you didn't tell me when you were born. I knew you had already broken through, and I didn't have to worry about that blind heart." Hearing Zhao Fengyang's complaint, song Yan was embarrassed and hurried: "brother Zhao, I have just made a breakthrough, but I haven't had time to tell you. How about I teach you the cultivation script I got as a apology?"Zhao Fengyang's eyes are bright, but he is not moved. Zhao Xiaoyu clapped his hands happily and said, "Wow, it's so good. With the innate script, it's much easier for me to cultivate!" But Zhao Fengyang shook his head and said, "it's not right. The innate secret script is the foundation of a family or sect. You can't pass it on to others without the permission of the person who taught you the secret script!" Hearing Zhao Fengyang's words, Zhao Xiaoyu could not help but look gloomy, but then he nodded: "my brother is right, congenital script can't be passed on to outsiders." Hearing the words of the two brothers and sisters, song Yan was very moved and said with a loud smile: "ha, if it's like this, your worry is superfluous! In fact, I got this innate secret script by accident. I can guarantee that it has nothing to do with other people. Whoever I want to pass it on, I will pass it on! " "Really?" Zhao Xiaoyu's expression became excited again. Zhao Fengyang didn't speak, but from his eyes, he was also very moved. Song Yan nodded. "Of course it's true. Now, I'll write this secret script to you. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. By the way, Xiaoyu, give me a piece of paper and pen!" "OK, I'll take it to you!" When Zhao Xiaoyu brought the paper and pen, song Yan began to write the book of Peiyuan by heart. However, he had some reservations. He only wrote the method of cultivating to the nine levels of inborn cultivation, which was not his selfish heart, but his understanding of the principle of cherishing the merits and punishing the sins, because the book of Peiyuan was not an inborn method, but a real method of cultivating immortals. "All right." Half an hour later, song Yan gave Zhao Fengyang two pieces of paper full of Kung Fu. The other side is excited to take over, and then eyes fall on the paper can no longer move. Even though his cultivation was only in the later period of the day after tomorrow, he could see that the Peiyuan Scripture was a very advanced cultivation skill. Especially, he could directly cultivate the nine weights of nature. He was almost so excited that he couldn't help himself, because there were very few skills that could cultivate the nine weights of nature. Even in such a large Zhao family, there is only one skill that can be cultivated to the ninefold, and only the patriarch can be qualified to cultivate this skill. ......
