Ye Wuque received Xiong Yang's promise and immediately showed a bright smile in spring, leaning over to help Xiong Yang up.

"We don't know each other without fighting. Brother Xiong, you don't have to worry about any discomfort in the future. I won't send you out to do things. You just need to protect my safety and answer some of my doubts."

The two of them were fighting each other a life-and-death battle a minute ago. At this moment, Ye Wuque called Brother Xiong on the left and Brother Xiong on the right. His face changed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

At least Xiong Yang felt uneasy. This kid was so cunning. Maybe you would be in danger after following him for a year.

Xiong Yang suffered a full blow to Ye Wuque, but he did not suffer too serious injuries. It was magical.

Ye Wuque said he wanted to take him to the hospital for a check-up, but he refused flatly. Instead, he took out a bottle from a cloth bag he carried on his body, poured out a pill and swallowed it, and gave Ye Wuque one.

"this……"

Ye Wuque was holding the pill in his hand, and he didn't dare to swallow it at will. Who knows if it was poisonous? If he died in a mess like this, it would be miserable.

After Xiong Yang swallowed the pills, he sat on the ground, closed his eyes and began to use his skills to heal the injuries in his body.

"Hey! What kind of magic medicine is this? It has such an effect. He was still a dead dog just now. Why are you so full of energy now?" Ye Wuque clearly saw Xiong Yang's face getting better, and he didn't even have to go to see a doctor. It was really magical.

Shortly after he was recuperating, Xiong Yang exhaled a breath of turbid air and his face recovered a little bloody energy. But when he turned around, he found Ye Wuque was standing next to him with a pill in his hand. He couldn't help but scolded angrily: "Boy, do you think I am a treacherous villain? I'm afraid that this pill will poison you?"

Ye Wuque is naturally the idea. I am not familiar with you, so who knows if you are a treacherous villain? After all, you are the lame brother of lame. As the saying goes, those who are close to the red are red, and those who are close to the ink are black.

"No, how could you misunderstand me like this? I think this pill is so magical. I want to keep it for taking it when the situation is critical in the future." Ye Wuque replied concealedly.

Xiong Yang pondered for a while after hearing this, then nodded and said, "Yes, these pills were made by the master. I don't know how many precious herbs have been consumed. Even the master is reluctant to take them. If your injury is not too serious, then give them back to me."

"Haha..." Ye Wuque was not a fool. Seeing Xiong Yang reaching out to get the pills back, how could he hand over it? The treasure he got was returned. He was not a good person. "Oh, I said, Brother Xiong Yang, you have traveled all the way to Fenghai City and you must have not found a suitable residence. Why don't you come to my house to live there."

Ye Wuque deliberately changed the topic, making Xiong Yang unable to pursue that pill anymore.

...

According to Xiong Yang, he has been staying in the deep mountains and forests of central China, and rarely comes out of the world. After receiving a letter of help from Lame Ziyong, he came out to maintain the honor of his master.

"Hey! Which sect are you from? I am a master of Meishanju. My master is Wang Zhan. I wonder which grandmaster do you have? "Ye Wuque pretended to be curious and asked. In this world, he rarely sees people from other sects in addition to Meishanju.

Xiong Yang touched his head and said with a puzzled look: "I'm sorry, I can't tell you the master's sect. Master knows that he will punish me."

Ye Wuque didn't know what was true or false in Xiong's words, but he shouldn't continue to ask questions, so he could only ask other key questions.

Xiong Yang is powerful, and may have lived in the deep mountains and forests for a long time, and rarely contacted the outside world, so he seems to be more simple and honest. He answers all questions that do not involve this sect one by one. It seems that he must follow Ye Wuque for a year.

"By the way, I remember what you mentioned about Ming and hidden powers. What does it mean?" Ye Wuque asked the question that he attached the most. Without Wang Zhan around him, there were many cultivation problems that could not be learned.

Xiong Yang looked at Ye Wuque in surprise and said, "The theory of jinli, hasn't your master taught you?"

Ye Wuque complained in his heart that if Wang Zhan had taught him, he would not have to worry. Now he would have to ask people from other sects.

"That's right. My master went out for something and after teaching the skills of cultivation, he disappeared, so I don't know much about cultivation."

Xiong Yang did not agree with Ye Wuque's half-true explanation. Now that it is in the hands of others, no matter how reluctant he is, he can only answer. Anyway, it is some common sense, and only strange things like Ye Wuque will not know.

"The theory of strength is a division of strength..." Xiong Yang said slowly.

People who practice internal skills mainly focus on internal cultivation, which is different from external skills that pursue power.

The strength of strength is the distinction between the use of strength encountered by internal martial artists. It is divided into three types according to its characteristics, namely the bright strength and the dark strength and the magic strength.

Mingjin is the easiest to understand. For example, if you punch a tree, the powerful one can break the tree, and the slightly more powerful one can create a pit. The human body can clearly see the traces caused by the power, which is Mingjin.

The second level is dark power. This power requires a certain amount of time for the warrior to practice and have sufficient accumulation before he can comprehend it. It also hits a big tree with one punch, but there may be no trace of damage outside. However, after cutting through the big tree with a knife, the trunk inside will definitely turn into powder.

Mingjin is that external skills can achieve the strongest power, which does not mean that those who practice external skills will definitely be weaker than those who practice internal skills. A warrior who practices external skills will achieve the ability to reduce ten levels of one force without paying any power to destroy it, and face the strongest force to defeat it.

"No wonder I said that I resisted your attack, but I was seriously injured in my body. It turned out that you were using dark power." Ye Wuque was completely enlightened. The power Xiong Yang used was a higher level of dark power, and of course he could suppress him everywhere.

Xiong Yang glanced at Ye Wuque with a resentful expression. God is too unfair. This little brat couldn't even figure out what dark energy is or what Ming energy is, and he could actually defeat himself.

If Ye Wuque told Xiong Yang now, he actually realized this kind of dark force by fighting him, and I wonder if he would be so angry that he vomited blood and died.

After understanding the difference between Mingjin and Darkjin, Ye Wuque was very yearning for the more powerful Huajin and asked: "Brother Xiong, what is Huajin like? Is it more terrifying than the power of Darkjin?"

Xiong Yang frowned and shook his head, and replied with a sigh: "I am only in the early stage of the dark energy, and I am still far from transforming energy. I don't know how to tell this kind of power that shocks the world and makes ghosts cry."

Ye Wuque felt relieved when he heard this, and thought to himself that Xiong Yang was right. Even the secret energy is so difficult to understand, let alone the magic energy. However, as the cultivation energy accumulates, they will sooner or later enter that state.

"Thank you, Brother Xiong."

With Xiong Yang following him for a year, Ye Wuque not only could have an extra bodyguard, but also could also learn and practice things through him, which was a killing two birds with one stone.

Xiong Yang began to look at the house where Ye Wuque lived. Although his furniture was simple, compared to the residence on the mountain, this place was a fairyland on earth.

Seeing him checking everywhere, Ye Wuque thought there was something wrong, so he asked, "Brother Xiong, what are you looking for?"

"Gugu..."

Xiong Yang's stomach was bulging, and his head was particularly clear in the empty room. He felt embarrassed to touch his head and said awkwardly: "I rushed to Fenghai City yesterday and didn't eat anything. Is there anything here?"

Ye Wuque grew big mouth and sweated coldly on his head: "Uh..."
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