"Chase!"

"Look at the hidden weapon!"

Just as the Jin people were about to catch up, Lin Chaoying gave a sweet shout, turned around and scattered all the silver needles on his body. If it were before, the Jin people wouldn't have cared about it, but now there are several people who had just been hit by silver needles lying on the ground.

Companions, their darkened faces let them know the poison inside.

The original hurried pace was immediately halted, and the cooing sound of the golden toad made them even more afraid to chase. Even if Jin Wushu came to his senses at this time, he would not dare to press any more.

Although the three of you are young, their martial arts training is extraordinary. If you push too hard, I'm afraid he won't be able to get over it.

"Fourth Prince, what should we do? Since the Song people can find us, I'm afraid the plan has been leaked."

A counselor-like person came to the unwilling Jin Wushu and began to persuade him.

"As long as you give me a few more days, I can capture this city without any effort. Is God destined to let the Song Dynasty linger?"

Obviously, Jin Wushu was unwilling to give up. He spent a lot of energy and money to implement the plan to the last moment, but he had to give up. No one would be willing to give up.

"Fourth Prince, as long as you are still here, Xiangyang City will be captured sooner or later. With our strength, the Song people cannot stop it."

The counselor's words awakened Jin Wushu. Even if the plan failed this time, it would only be a matter of time before he could break Xiangyang City with his upright strength. But he was always unwilling to give up. Why give out something that could be taken for nothing?

What about the capital?

"Let's go, don't deal with it. It is estimated that after these people go back, the martial arts people in the Song Dynasty will come to take my head."

Jin Wushu was the number one person in the military and was also a very decisive person. After weighing the pros and cons, he thought about everything and led his remaining men through the inner gate and out of the city.

And a quarter of an hour after they left, dozens of martial arts people rode out of the city gate on tall horses, each with a sword on his body and full of murderous intent, chasing Jin Wushu.

…

"Oh, uncle, please be gentle."

In the inn, Liu Haichan applied a ball of pitch-black ointment to the hideous wound on Ji Boyi's chest. The force was so strong that Lin Chaoying shed tears on the side.

"Little girl, you're not hurt, why are you crying?"

After applying all the ointment, Liu Haichan washed his hands and rolled his eyes.

"Uncle Master, that Jin Wu Shu..."

As soon as the wound was bandaged, Ji Boyi thought of business. He was afraid that he would make a mistake because of himself.

"The old Taoist has made a prediction. That boy's luck is still there, and we can't kill him now. Even though Qian Boy and the others have sent dozens of good men to hunt him down, there's probably still no chance."

Liu Haichan shook his head regretfully. The way of luck is very mysterious, but at his level, he can already pry it. Jin Wushu has condensed 30% of the luck of the Jin people. With ordinary people like them, all of them combined can't

to one-tenth of him.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't gone to explore that mansion, I wouldn't have alerted him. Damn it."

At this time, Ji Game was immersed in self-blame, with Lin Chaoying constantly comforting him.

"Okay, kid, don't say any more, just take good care of your injuries. Let's go after you're healed."

"Where to go?"

For a moment, Ji Game did not react.

"Of course I will continue to travel far away. The two-year period is not over yet. In the next half year or so, I will give you my unique skills that really beat the box, so that you will not be cut off when you meet a master."

After listening to Liu Haichan's words, Ji Boyi's face turned red. He used to feel that he was a master. At least along the way, he didn't meet anyone who was his enemy. After fighting against Jin Wushu, he realized that it was not the case.

He was too strong, but his previous opponents were too weak. If it weren't for Lin Chaoying and Hong Qi this time, he would probably have to meet his two brothers.

"Uncle Master, you are not serious. With Brother Zhongfu's talent, how could you stop at this point?"

Lin Chaoying pouted and said dissatisfiedly. She carefully observed Ji Boyi's internal strength cultivation and found that it had not improved much compared to when he left home. Obviously the old Taoist priest did not teach him any advanced internal strength and mental methods.

"Isn't this just to lay a good foundation for him? Even if his cultivation level is not that good now, after he reaches thirty years old, neither you nor Hong Qi combined will be a match for this kid; after forty years old, the whole

There are probably only a handful of people in the martial arts world who can compete with him; after the age of fifty, this guy will be able to look at all the mountains and small ones and become invincible."

When he said this, Liu Haichan's face was full of confidence. Taoist Xuan Gong has always been difficult first and then easier. The more you get to the later, the faster you get better. Now Ji Boyi practices the most authentic foundational method taught by the Qingxu Taoist.

, only after laying a solid foundation can future achievements be greater.

"I don't believe it. The master said that my talent is only seen in a century, and the 'Plain Girl Kung Fu' is very suitable for my physique. In the future, I will not be able to find anyone in the martial arts who can be my opponent."

Lin Chaoying's words made Liu Haichan spit out the tea in his mouth. He did not expect that Old Taoist Qingxu would say such unconscionable words in order to recruit a disciple.

"Little girl, don't be fooled. In terms of talent, you are indeed the best among the people I have seen. But martial arts practice does not only rely on talent. Understanding and perseverance are equally important. Let's just say it's Hong Qi. Although

He looks a little dull, but he has a perseverant temperament, and the Beggar Clan's martial arts suits his temperament, so his future achievements will not be worse than yours."

Lin Chaoying didn't expect Liu Haichan to think so highly of Hong Qi, and was stunned. On the contrary, Ji Boyi was really happy for Hong Qi.

"Okay, Girl Lin, take good care of this kid, and I'll go out for a walk."

Liu Haichan put down the teacup in his hand, patted the dust on his body with the banana fan, opened the door and walked out.

Suddenly there were only two people left in the room, and Ji Boyi suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body. He didn't feel it before, but now that he saw Lin Chaoying again after more than a year, the girl had begun to grow into a young girl, and the original relationship between brother and sister began to deteriorate.

Moving in a direction beyond his control.

On the other side, Lin Chaoying also shyly lowered her head and played with the hem of her clothes. She thought that no one else knew what she was thinking, and she was shyly thinking about how to go further with Ji Youyi. But she didn't know that everyone except herself

I could see her thoughts at a glance.

"Aying, you should go and have a good rest, don't be tired."

"oh!"

In the past, when the two met, they seemed to have endless topics to talk about, but now it seems that there is a wall called "embarrassment" blocking them, allowing them to hide their thoughts.

Lin Chaoying regretted it as soon as she said it. Why was she so mean-mouthed? She clearly didn't want to leave.

Reluctant to leave, looking back three times in ten steps, Ji Boyi just pretended not to understand, turned around and sent Lin Chaoying away silently.

In the next few days, Lin Chaoying came over every day to take good care of Ji Boyi, allowing him to live the life of a young master. He could reach out with clothes and open his mouth with food. And his injuries began to heal and scab over time.

Although Liu Hai Chan's ointment looks like the mud of a smelly ditch, it is surprisingly effective. It stops bleeding, relieves pain, and completes skin sloughing in one step.

While Ji Boyi was recovering from his injuries, a team of martial arts masters led by Qian Feng also returned. Looking at their dejected looks, you knew the result.

According to their statement, thirty-seven of them were divided into four groups to attack Jin Wushu. During several encounters with the opponent, they risked life and death and exchanged their lives for lives. They wanted to keep the head of the fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom, but were killed.

The cunning opponent escaped again and again. Finally, he escaped back to the territory of the Kingdom of Jin, making this hunting operation in vain.

Of course, although the words are nice, from Ji Yi's perspective, he can see that except for Qian Feng and a few other people in this team of martial arts masters, the rest are just food delivery materials for Jin Wushu. And Jin Wushu

Shu's men were all killed out of thousands of troops. They cooperated tacitly, and with him being a master, it was understandable that he had escaped Qian Feng's pursuit.

"If Senior Jin Chan takes action, he will definitely be able to keep the golden thief."

In the end, Qian Feng's resentful words made the old Taoist priest take Ji Boyi on the road the next day and leave Xiangyang City. Of course, Lin Chaoying, who was always staring at Ji Boyi, followed him out.

"Uncle Master, why are you leaving so quickly? Didn't Gang Leader Qian want to give you a farewell banquet?"

Facing the curious eyes of the two people, Liu Haichan was very impatient: "As an old man, this is what I hate the most. What's the point of sitting with a large group of unknown people sitting together, even if there is wine."

"It's a pity that I didn't have time to say goodbye to my seventh brother."

Since being injured, Ji Boyi has never seen Hong Qi again. Brothers who have fought together have the deepest feelings for each other. Although he doesn't like Hong Qi's chatter, he is the first real friend on the long journey.

"That kid made a mistake and was imprisoned by Mr. Qian. He will probably suffer a lot."

After listening to Liu Haichan's words, Ji Boyi showed worry on his face. Even Lin Chaoying, who had always been heartless, was the same. Hong Qi was an upright and broad-minded person. Anyone could become friends with him, as long as he had the heart in his heart.

no offence.

"It's all my fault. I misunderstood Feng Shui at that time and let him disturb Jin Wushu."

At this time, Ji Gamei was still blaming himself.

"Okay, kid, don't worry. The old man knows that you are sorry, so he has already made up for you and taught him a few tricks. As long as that kid is willing to work hard, his future achievements will be limitless."

Ji Boyi relaxed his eyebrows slightly and saluted Liu Haichan. The old Taoist priest accepted it happily, but Lin Chaoying frowned and looked unconvinced.

"Uncle Master, you teach even Hong Qi, an outsider. Why don't you teach Brother Zhongfu well? He is your future successor."

Hearing what Lin Chaoying said, Ji Boyi quickly waved his hands to indicate that he had no such idea. But Liu Haichan chuckled: "Girl Lin, you are devoted to this boy, but how do you know that I don't teach? Boy Wang.

,then."

Liu Haichan took out a tattered book from his arms and threw it to Ji Boyi. The latter raised his hand to take it. When he looked down, he saw that half of the cover had been torn off, and only the top could be seen.

The word "Zixia".

"This is the Zixia Gong that my master passed down to me. Originally it only had five layers of foundational mental techniques. I added two layers based on my own understanding. It can be said to be the foundation of our lineage of Taoism."

After hearing this, Ji Boyi nodded in confusion, and then turned to the first page.
Chapter completed!