I, Qiao Feng, start by killing all the Beggars' Sect

Qiao Feng looked at Duan Yu and said, "That's right. The Miss Wang you know is the granddaughter of Senior Wuyazi."

"This... this is really fate." Duan Yu's heart was in a tangle and he could only murmur in a low voice.

Wuyazi asked carefully, "Why would my granddaughter be in danger? Since she doesn't know martial arts, how can she get involved in the affairs of the martial arts world?"

Qiao Feng spread his hands: "My second brother also knows about this, there are two reasons, first, she is familiar with martial arts in the world, but she doesn't like to practice martial arts. Jianghu is known as the treasure house of human martial arts, where do you think she can go safely?

"Secondly, she only has her cousin in her heart. She studied martial arts all over the world for him. Her cousin is Murong Fu from the Murong family in Gusu. Murong Fu only wants to restore the Kingdom of Yan. If all the countries coexist and fight for hegemony, do you think it is dangerous to follow him?"

boom……

Wuyazi struck the stone wall of the cave out of thin air with his palm, causing gravel to fly everywhere.

"How could this be, Duan Yu? Are these true?"

Duan Yu said: "It is indeed true."

But when he heard that Wang Yuyan was only interested in Murong Fu, he suddenly felt sad and didn't notice the expression on his new master's face at all.

Wuyazi's expression changed constantly for a long time before he looked at his disciple.

"Duan Yu, do you like Wang Yuyan?"

"Ah? I, I, I..."

Duan Yu was suddenly asked this question and began to stutter.

Wuyazi was also a handsome and romantic man when he was young, and was surrounded by beautiful women. How could one not see his situation?

Seeing his disciple's cowardly attitude, he immediately wondered if he had chosen the wrong disciple.

His face darkened immediately, and he said, "If you like her, then you like her. If you don't like her, then you don't like her. If you don't like her, then I will marry her off to someone else."

"Of course I like it..."

Duan Yu blurted out.

Wuyazi gently held his forehead, took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to Qiao Feng.

"This is the North Sea Divine Art."

Qiao Feng didn't hesitate to take it and prepared to open it to take a look.

Unexpectedly, Wuyazi took out several secret books.

"These are our sect's unique skills that are not passed on to outsiders. You keep them for now. You will need to help teach this kid. When he can truly take charge of the Xiaoyao Sect, then give them to him."

When Qiao Feng saw it, he was dumbfounded.

"Light steps.

“Eternal youth.

"Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand.

“The Tianshan Six Yang Palm.

“Small Wuxiang Gong.

"All this for me?"

Wuyazi waved his hand and said, "I have figured it out. If we hand our sect over to him, the inheritance will most likely be cut off. I hope you can help him so that the Xiaoyao Sect will not be cut off in his generation."

Although Duan Yu was dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't dare to say it out loud, because it seemed that he really didn't like practicing martial arts.

What's more, there are so many martial arts secrets, how long will it take me to learn them all?

As Qiao Feng held these martial arts secret books, his hands almost shook.

Originally I just wanted to comprehend the Bei Ming Divine Art, but unexpectedly I came across a collection of the Xiao Yao Sect's unique skills.

If he added Li Qiushui's method of transmitting sound and searching souls over a thousand miles and the power of the White Rainbow Palm, he would probably have to learn all the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Qiao Feng asked, "Senior, aren't you afraid that I will run away with these secret books?"

"If I were worried, I wouldn't have given it to you."

After Wuyazi finished speaking, he looked at Duan Yu and said, "I will pass on to you twenty years of skills today. With my skills, you can refine the Bei Ming Divine Art for your own use, which is enough to be promoted to a Grandmaster. In addition to the many unique skills you have learned now, you can also protect yourself."

Duan Yu asked quickly, "Master, if you pass on your skills to me, won't it affect you?"

Qiao Feng said, "With your master's current strength, wasting twenty years of practice would indeed cause him to suffer a great loss of vitality, but not all of his power would be lost. He will be able to cultivate again after two or three years of recuperation."

Wuyazi nodded silently, then said: "Xinghe, you helped me build a wheelchair. After so many years, it's time to go down the mountain and take a look."

Su Xinghe said excitedly: "Okay, Master, you finally figured it out. I will go and design the best wheelchair for you right now."

He left in a hurry, his whole spirits lifted.

Qiao Feng stepped back a lot and said, "I will help you protect the law."

Wuyazi nodded, then grabbed Duan Yu and the two of them put their palms against each other and suddenly started to use their internal energy.

"Practice the Bei Ming Divine Art, and I will help you refine a part of it first."

Upon hearing this, Duan Yu quickly gathered his mind and practiced his martial arts seriously. He suddenly felt a powerful internal force surging into his body, and he felt like a small boat in the vast ocean and was almost destroyed.

Fortunately, this powerful force was extremely gentle, and was gradually absorbed into Dantian along with one's own internal strength.

A torrent of internal energy formed between the two of them, flowing back and forth, while Qiao Feng watched intently.

Wuyazi's Beiming Divine Art was naturally already perfect, and Qiao Feng was also openly learning from him.

Wuyazi's face gradually turned pale, and it was obvious that passing on the skills was not so easy.

A quarter of an hour later, Wuyazi suddenly exerted force and knocked Duan Yu away with one palm.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Wuyazi sighed, "I am so old. Only twenty years of skills have almost made me unable to bear it."

Then he used his internal energy to restore himself.

Duan Yu was still immersed in the practice of the Bei Ming Divine Art.

Seeing that he had finally managed to practice seriously for a while, Qiao Feng did not disturb him and opened the secret book that Wuyazi had given him.

Among these secret manuals, the ones he was most optimistic about were Bei Ming Divine Art and Chang Chun Bu Lao Gong, followed by Ling Bo Wei Bu and Xiao Wu Xiang Gong.

His own lightness skills were still lacking when it came to fighting, but Lingbo Weibu could perfectly make up for that.

When Qiao Feng looked through the Bei Ming Divine Art, he suddenly felt the internal energy in his body surging, and it even caused a tingling sensation in his meridians.

He frowned and continued reading. His inner strength slowly began to change. Everything changed subconsciously.

However, the conflict between the Beiming Divine Art and his own internal strength made Qiao Feng stay awake at all times.

"If you want to practice the Northern Ocean Divine Art, you must discard all of your internal energy, otherwise they will conflict with each other and eventually explode and die."

Qiao Feng suppressed the inner strength surging in his body, staring solemnly at the Beiming Divine Art secret book that he had just finished reading, but he heard Wuyazi's voice coming from afar.

Qiao Feng was puzzled: "Qiao doesn't practice Bei Ming Divine Art, why is it the same?"

Wuyazi said: "Because you have integrated part of the Beiming Divine Art's exercise method, which happens to be the part that conflicts with other internal skills."

Qiao Feng frowned, "Could it be that I can no longer comprehend this Bei Ming Divine Art?"

Having said that, he sat cross-legged on the spot and began to follow his own internal energy circulation route, step by step.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, the tingling sensation reappeared, and the internal force in the body and the Beiming true qi conflicted with each other.

But he did not stop. The aura in his body changed abruptly. It was no longer as continuous as before, but instead it was extremely ferocious and instantly swallowed up the two repelling internal forces and true energy in his body.

"Senior, please help me protect the law for a moment. Qiao does not believe that there is nothing to learn from this Bei Ming Divine Art."

Wuyazi was stunned when he heard this, but did not say anything to stop him.

After passing on the skills, he is not as strong as Qiao Feng now, but no one in the world knows the North Sea Divine Art better than him.

And Qiao Feng began to devote himself wholeheartedly to the operation of his internal energy.

There are similar methods in Mingyu Gong, but for him, Mingyu Gong is very easy to integrate into his own internal energy, and he does not feel any discomfort, as if the energy in his body is supposed to work this way.

The same was true when practicing Yi Jin Jing before.

When cultivating internal strength, everything seemed to come naturally without any hindrance. This was one of the reasons why Qiao Feng was impressed by his innate martial arts body.

But the Bei Ming Divine Art didn't work, which made Qiao Feng's unyielding temper explode.

Suddenly, traces of blood oozed out of Qiao Feng's body, causing Wuyazi to frown.

But Qiao Feng was still holding on and had not reached his limit, so he did not make a move.

Another half a minute passed, and Qiao Feng's aura changed again. His clothes were soaked, and he was completely covered in blood, but his aura became heavier.

Wuyazi stared at Qiao Feng with a burning gaze, his hands trembling slightly.

"We are just one step away, Qiao Feng. Can you really comprehend the Bei Ming Divine Art and integrate it into yourself in such a short time?"

He muttered to himself, not noticing the expectation in his own eyes.