It made Suer look happy and shouted a few times before he got up and taught the other six other boxing techniques.

He spent half a day teaching the disciple all the twelve beast shape techniques.

This method of boxing is divided into: white snake spits out the palm of the cliff, Vajra Ape Arm, Turtle shell Xuangang Refining, Dragon and Elephant Power Art, Spirit Eagle Bone Claw, Spirit Leopard Eighteen Flipping, Crane Dances in the Sky Power, Fire Dragon Refining the Palm, Sky Horse Sinks Thunder Steps, White Bear Breaking Ice Fist, Golden Lion Screws Beast Roar, Mantis Slashes the Bird Knife!

Not only is it a boxing technique that tempers the body, it is also a method of refining the qi. After it is completed, it can condense the qi into twelve ferocious beasts, which has infinite wonderful uses.

Wang Chong just had the realm of keeping the truth in the fourth realm of the fetal Yuan, and he could not talk about fully exerting the subtle and mystery of these twelve ways of boxing.

After asking Suer to give him some advice, Wang Chong also asked in detail about the various confusions he encountered in practicing the 72 Shape Refining Technique and the Twelve Beast Shape Technique.

He thought that he had been going down the mountain for twenty years, and he might not have a chance. Seeing this master again, he might not have a chance. If he missed today, he might not have a chance.

Ling Suer taught the complete teachings of the Twelve Beasts. Just as he was about to get up, he saw Wang Chongbai lying on the ground and wanted to speak, his lips blew, but suddenly burst into tears.

"As soon as the disciple thought that he would never see his master again after twenty years... "

"Jingyu has never served his master, never served tea and water, nor had he ever been sad. He went here... and felt really sad. There are so many dangers on the road of cultivation. If his disciple encounters a very unexpected situation, he will not come back now. Master, don't worry, after all, I have a senior brother. If you advise him more, he will definitely change his mind..."

Wang Chong said a few words and started crying.

Ling Suer persuaded him a few words, but when he saw that he couldn't help but think, "This child is pure filial, and it's not a pity that I will accept him as a disciple."

Wang Chong cried and said miserably, which reminded Suer that he was rejected by Li Chan twice, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and thought to himself: "I finally accepted a disciple. What if there is something wrong, where can I find a second one, such a talented boy?"

Wang Chong cried until later, hugged Ling Suer's thigh and refused to let go.

Lin Suer was helpless by his disciple, so he could only caress his back and said, "I know you can't bear to leave your master. Although you are in danger when you walk in the world, you have never experienced all kinds of hardships, and have seen the world, the world's various situations, and temper your mind. Where can you have great achievements? Where can you have a bright future."

The beggar king took something out of his sleeve and handed it to Wang Chong, saying, "This is the flying sword that was a master who was a young man, but he was a demon-refining sword. Now it is no longer necessary. I didn't want to pass it on you so early, so as not to have a treasure to get into trouble everywhere. At this time, I think that if you walk around the world, if you encounter any danger, if your master is not around, you will always have a life-saving thing, so I will give it to you in advance."

Wang Chong secretly cried in his heart, and he was just trying to get some benefits.

But he also saw through his master's temperament. If he spoke directly, he would definitely not allow it. He then made a big show of bitterness and he did indeed make achievements.

Wang Chong choked and said, "The disciple has half a set of red-line swords, and the thunder-killing sword given by Senior Brother Qingyue. This flying sword must be the treasure of the master, so don't give it to the disciple."

Sur was slightly stunned and asked, "Why are there only half a set of red-line swords left?"

Wang Chong replied without thinking: "I exchanged some things for practicing Taoism with Wulongzi and the two senior brothers, Mr. Heishan."

Suer raised his eyebrows, Wang Chong said kindness, but how could he not know that things were not that simple!

The master and the eldest brother had a problem in their practice, and the second brother was in trouble again. The descendants of the two senior brothers did not know the truth and were quite dissatisfied with him, the uncle in charge of the teacher.

He also needs to practice and has no time to take charge of the door. The two senior brothers Hongye and Kuihua are arrogant and indulgent, which has many exaggerations.

Ling Suer was a great monk Yangzhen after all, and he didn't say anything to his disciple. He just smiled and said, "If you know, my first disciple of the head sect of the Poison Dragon Temple lineage would not be ashamed to use these things you picked up. Take this flying sword that you used when you were a young master, and leave the Red Line Sword and Thunder Slaying Sword for Master. I will re-sell and give it back to you."

Wang Chongtui refused several times, but was still forced into his hand by Ling Suer. He touched the small jade gourd in his hand and couldn't help asking: "Master's flying sword is so strange. His disciple is clumsy and can't recognize the treasures, so he can't use it!"

Resur smiled and said, "Since you have this thing, I'll pass on the sword technique together!"

Wang Chong suddenly felt excited. He didn't know that a sect, especially the mysterious sects such as Emei and Dulong Temple, besides the ascension Taoist technique, is the most important sword technique, and even the secret techniques among the secret techniques, is very precious!

If you can get your master to teach the sword skills, it will be the true teaching of the iron-core.

Ling Suer touched his chin with his hand and said proudly: "Your master, I am well-versed in three schools. In addition to this swordsmanship, there are two true teachings of swordsmanship. Which one do you want to learn?"

Wang Chong was slightly dazed and suddenly said, "Disciple... I want to learn a more changing sword technique!"

He originally wanted to learn everything, but he cut it off before saying it, and changed it: Learn a swordsmanship with many changes.

Greedy and complicated are manifestations of inferiority and will reduce the favorable feelings of Suer.

Even though Wang Chong was coveting, he could only give up the idea of ​​learning all the sword skills of the three schools and choose one that suits his own wishes.

Sul laughed and said, "Before I became a disciple, I learned Taoism from my aunt and uncle. What they learned is different. They each taught me a sword technique. In addition to this sword technique, among the sword immortals of various schools, I am also a master of your master."

"Since you want to learn a lot of changes, let's pass on your uncle's little Wuxiang Sword Art. In terms of changes, this sword technique should be the best in the world."

Wang Chong thought to himself: "No wonder Yan Dzi said that my master is the leader of the three schools and is indeed well-versed in the three schools. I just don't know what his uncle and aunt are from the same origin."

Wang Chong felt a little happy and hurriedly took the attitude of being taught.

Mauru smiled and said, "It's also a fate. This Star Douli Sword was used when I was practicing the Little Wuxiang Sword Technique!"

As soon as Suer reached out and pressed, a mysterious thought came into Wang Chong's sea of ​​consciousness and imprinted a sword technique into it.

This sword technique is extremely exquisite and seems to be not under the Yuanyang sword technique. Wang Chong could not comprehend for a while, so he could only hold back his joy and thank his master first.

After passing this sword technique, Suer brushed his sleeves and shouted, "Don't be a child! You are also my disciple who has received my true teachings. Be careful when you go thousands of miles. After twenty years of time pass, you will be tempered and return to my disciple, you will be able to pass on your supreme magic."

Wang Chong lay on the ground and bowed eight times. When he looked up, he made Suer disappear. He sighed long, but he did not expect that he would be displaced again before he stayed in the Poison Dragon Temple for the first half of a year.

Wang Chong was not afraid of walking around the world, but it was a pity that he failed to learn more.

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