He Yihong frowned and said nothing. The big man asked the boatman to get closer to He Yihong. He pointed at He Yihong and asked arrogantly, "Boy! Who are you?"

He Yihong leaped onto their boat. The big man's face changed, and he immediately slapped He Yihong.

He Yihong also slapped out with his palm, and the two palms touched and immediately stuck together. However, He Yihong only used his internal force to absorb his palm, and did not immediately use the "Northern Divine Art" to absorb his internal force.

"What's going on?" The big man was stunned and twitched twice but didn't move.

"Give me a hand!" the big man said. Although his companions were puzzled, they still stepped forward to pull him. This was exactly what He Yihong wanted. When the two people pulled the big man, he immediately activated the "Northern Divine Art" to absorb their internal energy.

"My internal energy!" The big man realized that his internal energy was leaking out and shouted immediately.

"'The Great Method of Transforming Power'! This guy is from the Xingxiu Sect! Quickly pull us apart!" another person shouted.

Not only did a few people try to pull them back, but some also drew their weapons and attacked He Yihong. With his other hand, He Yihong used the "Non-Phase Robbery Finger" to repel the sword that was thrown at him.

"The Formless Tribulation Finger?" the man said in surprise.

"You have some good eyesight." He Yihong said.

At this time, a man in the cabin said, "We can't get away! Find a way!"

The man with the knife attacked He Yihong again. He Yihong grabbed his knife blade with his bare hands, and he immediately pulled the man over. The man instinctively slashed at He Yihong, and he was surprised to find that he had hit He Yihong.

However, the big man soon discovered in horror that the internal force he had exerted did not hurt He Yihong, but instead the true energy in his body began to drain away wildly.

"This kid is weird! Think of a way quickly!" the big man shouted in panic.

However, the remaining people did not dare to step forward or touch their companions who were being sucked.

Although there were only seven people, they were all experts in the martial arts world. It took He Yihong nearly three minutes to absorb all their internal energy. The internal energy of these people added up to about 140 to 50 years.

After releasing the group of people, He Yihong looked at them leisurely. The big man who had used the knife before asked weakly: "You... who are you?"

He Yihong glanced at him, and while secretly refining the Qi he had just obtained, he smiled and said, "Guess!"

Another big man suddenly said: "You...you are Murong Fu!"

The others suddenly realized. Everyone in the martial arts world knew that Gusu Murong's reputation in the martial arts world was "returning the favor in the same way he has been treated." If Murong Fu knew the "Hua Gong Dafa", then it was really possible. Maybe he wanted to use the "Hua Gong Dafa" to deal with Ding Chunqiu.

"Murong Fu!" The others also thought of this possibility. After all, they were originally going to Murong's house, and it was very likely that they would meet Murong Fu here.

He Yihong did not answer. He stepped back and floated back to the Wang family's boat, then asked the boatman to continue rowing.

By the time the boat docked, He Yihong had already refined his newly acquired internal energy by 70% to 80%.

"Sir, we've reached the shore." The boatman said to He Yihong.

"Wait." He Yihong said.

He finished refining all his true energy before going ashore and leaving.

Remembering that he had asked Su Xinghe to take Kang Guangling, Xue Muhua and others to Jiaxing, he took off his makeup and rushed to Jiaxing. Jiaxing was not far from Taihu Lake, and He Yihong arrived here in the evening of the same day.

He Yihong searched for a long time near Jiaxing and finally found a mark near the gate of a house near Nanhu Lake.

He Yihong knocked on the gate and someone inside hurriedly ran to open the door.

"Who are you looking for?" The person who opened the door was a teenager. He looked at He Yihong curiously and asked.

"I'm here to see the eloquent Mr. Su Xinghe." He Yihong said.

The young man shook his head and said, "There is no such person here."

He Yihong smiled and said, "Just go and tell your master."

"Then you wait."

The young man closed the door and reported. He Yihong soon heard the noise coming from inside. The one leading the noise was Su Xinghe. Although Su Xinghe saw a strange face outside, he guessed that He Yihong had changed his appearance because the other party had the Seven Treasures Ring of the Sect Leader. He immediately bowed to He Yihong and said, "Su Xinghe greets the Sect Leader!"

"Disciple Kang Guangling (Xue Muhua, Feng Asan...) greets the master uncle!" The people behind Su Xinghe also hurriedly saluted.

"No need to be so polite! Let's go in and talk!"

Inviting He Yihong in and letting him sit in the first seat, Su Xinghe asked, "Master, have you succeeded in your cultivation?"

He Yihong nodded and said, "It's done. It's just that it's a bit troublesome to find Su Xinghe, so I thought of a way."

"Master, please speak." Su Xinghe said.

He Yihong said: "You set up a Zhenlong chess game, send out invitations, and invite talented people to come and solve the game. And spread the news that whoever solves the Zhenlong chess game can become your disciple."

Su Xinghe smiled and said, "If Ding Chunqiu gets the news, he will think that I want to pass on the secret of the Xiaoyao Sect to the person who can break the situation, and he will definitely come!"

He Yihong smiled and nodded, saying, "Write Xue Muhua's name on it as well, to prove that you accepted them back into your family, so that Ding Chunqiu can be anxious."

Su Xinghe went to handle this matter, and He Yihong taught the "Nine Yang Magic Skill" to the eldest brother Kang Guangling, the second brother Fan Bailing and the fourth brother Wu Lingjun. He also dissolved their internal strength and then instilled seventy years of internal strength into each of them.

He Yihong said to the three of them, "If you practice the Nine Yang Magic Art to perfection, you will be immune to all poisons and become an indestructible body. With your current internal strength, more than a month is enough to practice the Nine Yang Magic Art to perfection. I have other things to do in the next two days, so if Ding Chunqiu attacks, I will be able to kill him."

The three of them immediately bowed to the ground: "Thank you, Master, for teaching me the skills!"

He Yihong went to get two more sword techniques and gave them to the three of them: "You three, don't do those useless things to me during this period of time. Just practice the Nine Yang Magic Skill and these two sword techniques every day. Do you understand?"

"Yes! We will practice hard!" Kang Guangling and others responded quickly.

He Yihong asked them to leave and called Xue Muhua over.

"Greetings..." Before Xue Muhua could finish his "greetings", He Yihong interrupted him and said, "That's enough! I have a task for you."

"Please give your instructions, Master!" Xue Muhua said respectfully.

He Yihong took out the prescription for the pain-relieving and itching-relieving pills and handed them to him, saying, "This is your great-grandmaster's prescription. It is a drug that can suppress the onset of the 'Life and Death Talisman'. During this time, you will help me refine these pills. The more the better."

"Yes! Disciple obeys your command!" Xue Muhua said.

He Yihong warned: "This matter must be kept secret. Once the prescription is spread, your great-grandmaster will blame you, which will be absolutely terrible."

"Yes! Disciple will definitely act with caution!" Xue Muhua quickly promised.

He Yihong nodded and said, "When I have time in the future, I will ask your great-grandmaster for some medical books for you. They are definitely classics that you can never imagine."

"Thank you, Master!"

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