Seeing that Yang Guo was so smart, Xiao Yao was secretly happy and said, "Then Ouyang Feng's martial arts skills are outstanding. If you can successfully worship him as your adoptive father, you will definitely learn a lot of subtle and powerful martial arts. If you use this to compete with Guo Jing and Huang Rong, you will not be at a disadvantage."

Yang Guo asked happily: "What kind of martial arts can Ouyang Feng do?"

After thinking about it, Xiao Yao said, "He is the owner of Baituo Villa. I heard that his own toad skills and spiritual snake fist are very powerful, let alone the martial arts of Baituo Villa."

When Yang Guo heard Xiao Yao say this, he was very happy. In his joy, he drank all the two old daughters Hong with Xiao Yao, and then they slept soundly in this broken cave. In the next few days, Xiao Yao not only talked with Yang Guo every day, but also taught Yang Guo the set of underground palace mandarin duck fist that Li Mochou had originally taught him. Yang Guo was talented and had a good martial arts foundation laid by Mu Nianci in the past. In just half a day, he had fully learned and could use it freely. Under Yang Guo's care, the knife wounds on his arm were getting better and better. The two took care of each other, and the relationship between his brothers was deepening day by day.

On this day, Xiao Yao saw that his injuries were fine. Apart from still having some pain, he could take care of himself in daily life. After lunch, he prepared to say goodbye to Yang Guo. Yang Guo was guided by Xiao Yao in the past few days. Although his martial arts level has improved very little, I was very grateful to see Xiao Yao doing his best. Since he was a child, he has never had any more close people beside him except his mother, so he is extremely withdrawn. However, after living in the cave with Xiao Yao for several days,

After he had informed him of his doubts about his life experience, his guidance on martial arts and even helping him plan revenge, Yang Guo had already regarded Xiao Yao as his elder brother in his heart, and secretly swore that he would respect him all his life. Therefore, he suddenly heard that Xiao Yao was about to leave and said goodbye, so he naturally said reluctantly: "Brother, since Ouyang Feng is so powerful, then you can bring me with you and learn art together, so that we can take care of each other, okay?"

Xiao Yao heard what he said was so simple, as if it was just a matter of whether he wanted to be a disciple or not. He understood that although Yang Guo was smart at this time, he was still a child's character. Everything was just wishful thinking. Therefore, he smiled slightly but did not point it out, just said: "Brother has worshipped other masters and can't take others as his teacher. Besides, Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison Ouyang Feng has always been suspicious. Although he has been crazy in recent years, it does not mean that he is stupid. Brother, if you are lucky enough to be a teacher for Senior Ouyang Feng, you must learn martial arts well. Once your brother

You pretend to be Ouyang Ke and succeed by chance. At the beginning, you must proceed step by step. First, ask him about the introduction of Baituo Mountain's mental method, then the key points of Shentuo Snow Mountain Palm and the instant light skills of thousands of miles, then the bone-through-the-hole-punching method and the spiritual snake fist. As for the spiritual snake staff technique and the toad magic technique, it is very subtle and complicated, and it may be difficult to learn it at one time. If time is tight, you can focus your main energy on the previous few martial arts. These two unique skills can be used to draw the mental method formula, and then memorize the move routines by rote, and then find an opportunity to ask for detailed advice in the future."

When Yang Guo heard that Xiao Yao had already worshipped other masters, he had to say regretfully: "Well, I know, I must keep my elder brother's words in mind and learn martial arts from Senior Ouyang as planned." After pausing, he asked again: "Brother, where are you going in the future?"

At this moment, Xiao Yao's mind accidentally appeared the image of the old man in green whom he met in Yanyu Tower. He remembered the vague plan in his mind before. He was about to speak, but after thinking about it for a moment, his tongue turned around three times, but in the end he still felt that it was inconvenient to explain it to Yang Guo. So he changed his words and said, "Brother is home in the world, and there is no fixed place to go. Since the injury on his arm is almost healed, let's kill a few more Tartars."

After hearing this, Yang Guo had to nodded silently. Seeing this, Xiao Yao said in his heart: "Brother, according to my plan, you should be able to get much more from Ouyang Feng than in the original work. Baituoshan's martial arts should be learned systematically. Even if there is a butterfly effect here in the future, the complete inheritance of the Western Poison Mantle should be enough to make up for you."

Early the next morning, Xiao Yao told Yang Guo about the possible locations that Ouyang Feng appeared in his impression, and after asking him to search for them, he formally bowed and bid farewell. After leaving the woods outside the broken kiln, he moved the steps of waving the wind and blew the willows, and returned to the shore of Nanhu Lake in Jiaxing.

Xiao Yao took a boat to the trestle bridge of Yanyu Tower and slowly walked into the lobby on the first floor. It was still early at that time, and there were no one on the upper floor except for the waiter who was cleaning and a few customers. Xiao Yao thought that he and Hong Lingbo had just met the old man in the green robe at noon. At this time, it was only the first time of Chen Shi. He probably hadn't set off for the goal of this trip, so he found a remote and quiet seat, sitting alone at the head of Yanyu Tower, leaning against the railings and looking at the beautiful lake in front of him. He became more and more immersed in it. For a moment, I forgot about everything and completely integrated into the scenery of the lush wood, the silhouette of Cang Geng, and the silhouette of Caisu Qiqi in front of him.

In this way, after waiting for more than two hours, the guests gradually became crowded with guests in the Yanyu Building and became lively. It was not until this time that Xiao Yao came back to his senses. He sat in his seat pretending to be careless, but his whole mind was secretly observing the guests coming in.

Suddenly, a familiar green figure slowly walked upstairs, but saw his hands behind him, and his steps were as light as flying. Judging from his appearance, it was the one Xiao Yao was having dinner with Hong Lingbo a few days ago. He saw that Hong Lingbo looked like a zombie. Seeing that the strange-looking old man in the green robe was really coming again, Xiao Yao hurriedly held his breath and stared at his every move.

The old man seemed to be a regular visitor of Yanyu Tower. With his arrival, the waiter first invited him into an excellent location by the window to view the scenery. When Xiao Yao looked over, he remembered that he was sitting in that position last time. After the old man in the green robe sat down, he didn't see what he told him. The waiter had already served the wine and food with wine and food. When he came to Yanyu Tower, although there were not many people at that time, he still waited for a cup of tea and the wine and food he ordered came one by one. The old man in the green robe came over at this very busy time at noon, and he had the ability to wait without even waiting, and the wine and food could come directly. Xiao Yao was envious and the original guess in his heart became more and more certain.

After a while, the house was filled with guests and the crowds of people were crowded. From time to time, there were a few literati and poets riding on the wine and chanting poems. The atmosphere on the building was very lively. Seeing the literati who were reciting poems, Xiao Yao thought about it. The question of how to talk to the old man in the green robe was suddenly enlightened. The problem that had been entangled in his heart was solved immediately. After Xiao Yao slowly poured a glass of wine, he slowly walked to a window not far from the old man in the green robe, facing Nanhu, and chanted loudly: "The shadow of peach blossoms falls and the magic sword, the blue sea tide is pressing the jade flute, the good couplet, it is indeed a good couplet." As he said that, he picked up the wine glass, closed his eyes and raised his head and drank it all.

After drinking the wine in the glass, Xiao Yao opened his eyes and put down the cup. From the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw a person standing close to him. Before he raised the glass, he clearly saw that there was no one around him, but in the short moment when the cup chips were intertwined, the man quietly teleported to his side. Although Xiao Yao had already prepared in his heart, he came so suddenly and moved such a quick and incoherent body movement. Xiao Yao had never heard of it in his life. He could not help but screamed "Ah!"

The man standing next to Xiao Yao was the old man with a strange appearance, elegant and unrestrained green robe who had thought about it day and night before, but his every move was extraordinary, graceful and unrestrained. He was close at this time. When Xiao Yao looked at it, he suddenly realized that the old man's face was not only expressionless, but also blood-colored. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was like a zombie.

Seeing the old man suddenly standing beside him, staring at his face without blinking, Xiao Yao was shocked by a layer of goose bumps all over his body, and he couldn't help but take two steps back. The old man in the green robe asked, "Boy, what's your name? Where did you know the couplet just now?" Although the words were very cold, the trace of concern and anxiety contained in it, as well as the unquestionable sense of majesty, were still revealed involuntarily.

Seeing that his body was so fast, it was really like a shadow and illusion, and it was floating and vague. In addition, the stiff, cold, strange, expressionless face, and the zombie-like concern that he had deliberately chanted. All of this made the doubts that had been lingering in his mind for many days suddenly disappear. In an instant, he had no doubts in his heart. He bowed respectfully and said, "When you say that, the boy is called Xiao Yao. The couplet I just heard from a lame blacksmith when he was casting a sword in a blacksmith shop outside Xiangyang City. He was drunk at that time, but he always recited this couplet. When the boy heard it, he felt that the couplet was neat, coordinated tone, and agile, and agility. It was really a good couplet. He couldn't bear it for a while, so he chanted it out."

The old man in green robe asked again: "The lame blacksmith? What is his surname? What is his name? Do you know?"

Xiao Yao said: "I heard the neighbors in the village call him, and it seems that he is called Blacksmith Feng."

The old man in green robe said softly, "Ah" and shouted, "You are serious about this? Is it true that Blacksmith Feng?"

Xiao Yao nodded.

The old man in the green robe nodded, and then stopped talking. Suddenly, his left hand poked out like lightning. Xiao Yao felt his waist loosening, and his long sword had already reached the old man in the green robe. He couldn't help but feel insanely shocked, "I was standing opposite him just now, and my spirit was extremely focused, but even so, I still couldn't see clearly how he grabbed my sword. Such a hurry and incredible grasping technique is really a magical skill, and it is so wonderful."
Chapter completed!