Until the evening, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng could stand up straight, sit cross-legged, and their heads were raised, and their bodies were no longer as limp as before, and they were unable to support them. However, with Xiao Yao's very shallow skills compared to him, the true energy in his body was far from enough to save one person. Moreover, if he was to save the two peerless masters, Western Poison and Northern Beggars, at the same time, it would be even more like a drop in the bucket and could not cope with it. From early morning to evening, and from evening to early morning, Xiao Yao worked for two days and one night. Until dusk the next day, Xiao Yao felt that the true qi in his body was no longer surplus, and the two obviously recovered their internal injuries under his full efforts. Therefore, they finally took back their palms that were against their vests and stopped transporting their true qi. Instead, they began to meditate cross-legged and began to meditate and restore the lost true qi in their bodies.

That night, Xiao Yao was afraid that the two of them would recover a little, so he got up again in the middle of the night and thought that he had suffered a lot of damage at this time. Once he started to act, it would be difficult to reconcile it, so he simply slept between the two. In fact, at this time, the true qi inputted by Xiao Yao, and these true qi were just a drop in the bucket for them, and even internal strength healing. At present, he could only barely protect himself. How could he continue to fight? There was nothing to say that night. Early in the morning, Xiao Yao saw that the two of them were dying again, even more depressed than yesterday. He knew that the true qi he had input into their bodies had been exhausted. Although he was very anxious and panicked, he was still calm and orderly, busy and not messy. He first dug out the yam to roast it. , served them and then used the true energy that he had recovered after practicing for a night to enter the two of them again. After the true energy was exhausted, he immediately began to close his eyes and breathe again. This was not until more than half a month later that the two of them were slightly angry. Seeing this scene, Xiao Yao didn't want them to sleep in the open again, so he helped them into the cave, lying on both sides, taking good care of themselves, but he was separated in the middle. After several days of rest, Hong Qigong's true energy was slightly restored, and his appetite was wide open, and as soon as he opened his appetite, he recovered much faster, but Ouyang Feng remained silent all day long, with a depressed expression. Xiao Yao teased him and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity that he had just pulled him back from the line of life and death to lure him to let go, and agreed to teach him Baituoshan martial arts, but he just didn't answer.

On this day, the two of them lay opposite each other, Xiao Yao sat cross-legged and meditated, and used the technique of secretly exerting the skills. Before, he had exhausted his true energy in his body several times and recovered again the next day. During the rest, he intentionally or unintentionally used the various tricks and mysteries taught by Hong Qigong when he was instructed and taught. In this way, he did not realize it for a day and did not observe it for two days. On the fourth day, Xiao Yao accidentally discovered that the recovery speed of the true energy in his body and the degree of pureness and thickness were far better than before. After realizing this, Xiao Yao was delighted and immediately studied and fumbled. When he was in a daze, he suddenly heard Ouyang Feng shouting loudly: "Old man, little bastard, you two have caused me so much trouble. Come on!" As he said that, he was about to rush to pounce on him again.

At this time, Mr. Hong Qi's energy and spirit had recovered a lot. Seeing Ouyang Feng suddenly rushed over, he knew that he was crazy and was about to dodge. He was about to go sideways, but he saw Xiao Yao step forward and pointed at several large acupoints around Ouyang Feng, who was about to go crazy, which made him unable to move in an instant. His technique naturally revealed some of the profound tricks and martial arts principles he had taught him a few days ago. He couldn't help but praise Xiao Yao's understanding in his heart, but said, "Haha, old poisonous creature, your adopted son's martial arts are not weak at this moment, and he immediately restrained you. You should be happy that there are successors. Unfortunately, Lao Beihua does not have such a smart successor, haha. Are you convinced now?"

Although Ouyang Feng launched a sudden attack, his skills were far from recovering. However, he was very skilled and brave. Relying on his exquisite martial arts, he thought that Xiao Yao's strength would be helpless, so he seemed fearless. But at this time, he was stopped by Xiao Yao as soon as he made a move. This move was not only beyond his own expectations, but even Xiao Yao did not expect it at all. Seeing Ouyang Feng panting again and lying back to the ground motionlessly, Xiao Yao was shocked, afraid that he would be guilty of him because of this, so he hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Entertainment Father, I didn't mean it..." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to untie the acupoints on Ouyang Feng's body.

Ouyang Feng scolded: "You little bastard, I will kill you. I still have many martial arts that have not been used yet. If I use them all, I will definitely defeat you."

Xiao Yao was stunned when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, Hong Qigong laughed and said, "You old poison, do you want to rely on your seniority? Come on, it happens that I have many martial arts that have not been used. Have you heard of the Beggars' Sect's dog-beating stick technique?"

Ouyang Feng was shocked and thought to himself: "I seem to have heard of the name of the Dog Beating Stick Technique, and it seems to be so powerful. Could this old guy actually use it? But he fought so hard with me, why don't he use it? Maybe he has already used it. Otherwise, he wouldn't know at all." Thinking of this, he said: "What's so great about the Dog Beating Stick Technique?"

In fact, Hong Qigong was already quite regretful. He fought with him a few days ago and had to use the dog-beating stick technique to suppress him. He just felt that he was not clear and he had already taken a lot of advantage. He would defeat him with the best treasure of the Beggars' Sect. It would be impossible to defeat him. It was not a hero. He did not know that although others were crazy, their martial arts skills would be slightly reduced. In the end, they were both defeated. Now they were about to wait to use this stick technique again, and they lost their strength. Therefore, when he heard what he said, he was very dissatisfied. He had a sudden inspiration and waved to Xiao Yao, asking him to come over and said, "I am Hong Qigong, the former leader of the Beggars' Sect. Do you know?"

When Xiao Yao heard this, he was secretly happy and nodded. Seeing him nodded, Hong Qigong smiled slightly and said, "I am unable to move now. I have a set of martial arts to pass on to you. This martial arts has always been passed on to the leader of the gang, not to others. It's just that your adoptive father underestimated me, but I want you to show it to him so that he can know that there are people outside of others and there is a reason for heaven."
Chapter completed!