Of course, that sensational guess cannot be told to others, and Chen Mingguang and Wu Gang did not get the answer to the question.

They just did what they should do, but in the end Gu Yi still chose to go, and there was nothing he could do.

After seeing off the guests, he turned around and returned to the house.

"Beast~"

"The insects are here, the insects are here!" The little girl was well-behaved and came to him, tilting her head, and her hairstyle was so cute with her double-headed buns.

He suddenly realized that no matter how far he was, as long as he shouted, she would come over quickly and could yell and play.

"It's okay, I just shouted twice. How is the Fuhua painting?"

Ma Yuan's movements instantly stopped, and then he packed the things on the table and hugged them in his arms, without raising his head and making a muffled voice, "Master! I'll go back first, come back in a few days!"

"Go, go."

The big eyes of the insect were flashing with confusion.

"Young Master, did Chongchong do something wrong? Why is he so unhappy?"

"Of course. Although he is a thick-skinned person, there are two things that cannot be taken with the most." Gu Yi raised a finger, "First, he has no hair. Second, he was born in Luyang Courtyard, and he is most proud of this, so he probably can't stand it, so he will go back and fight."

Zhu Chong raised his little head and thought for a moment, "Emmmm... He is really a strange person."

"Don't think about it anymore, come and wash my hair and then clean it."

"Okay, then I'll go boil water!"

Otherwise, short hair is more convenient, but unfortunately the people here are the same as those in ancient China.

Usually, he has half a bundle of hair, just tied it a little bit behind his head, and he will float on both sides, not for the sake of elegance, but because he is too lazy to do full bundles.

The hair tied up was left by Chen Mingguang and Wu Gang, which was a bit similar to the headband of a male actor in a costume drama, and there was no hair in front of his face.

Over the years, he has been used to this hairstyle, and Zhuzhu will not change it without authorization. It has just made it more neat. In the past, the hair on the cerebral that he had not taken care of was also pulled up and tied, and he had a braid hanging on the back, and his cheeks were still hanging with hair.

"Is the young man going out?"

"Go to play with me?" Gu Yi turned his head and asked her.

"OK!"

...

Yu Zhenxuan was still brightly lit at night. There were no kerosene lamps here, and all the spirit stones were burned. Under the lamp, Gu Yi was surrounded by seven green talisman statues.

Ye Xiaoniang's work is still not as good as him. The same talisman has different people and different effects.

The Chongchong sat at the door and looked very seriously. His short little fingers stretched out to copy the wounded talisman, and occasionally pouted, which means he had encountered something he couldn't understand.

Time flowed slowly. At some point, Gu Yi suddenly changed his gesture, and the green talisman on his body dissipated and began to activate the white spiritual energy.

He had just broken into meditation two days ago, and the Ten Needles of the Light, which had not been in operation for a long time, flashed again on him.

In terms of exercises, if there is any one that can fight against Biyang Gong, it is this Shining Ten Needles Kung Fu.

When he first met Xiao Yiyi, he did not teach Gu Yi this technique because he could not remember such a powerful thing.

Gu Yi was studying halfway, but he was actually a bit reluctant to do it.

Now that he has learned something from his previous opportunity and has broken the mirror and entered into meditation again, this technique is naturally his first choice. He doesn’t have to practice all the others, otherwise he will seem broad but not dedicated.

The Ten Needles of Lining Light also came from the plateau, and were created by the same person as Biyang Gong.

That person is the guy Xiao Yiyi has never thought of a name.

In order to let Gu Yi learn this profound skill, Xiao Yiyi took him to the plateau.

From the perspective of insects, Gu Yi, who turned from green to white, actually began to emit some dazzling white light spots. They fell from top to top, as sharp as needles. These hundreds of light spots seemed to be trying to gradually gather into a needle-shaped shape, constantly trying to aggregate, but they had to separate again and again.

The Ten Needles of the Lightning and Biyang Mastery comes from a natural phenomenon: on the green lake on the plateau, the sky is as blue as the sea and cloudless as thousands of miles away. When the sun is sunny, there are so-called shimmering waves, and the flashing spots of light cover the entire lake surface. It is not static, but shaking, just like the sky, sprinkling needles into the lake surface.

From this, it gets its name: Shining Ten Needles.

Each needle contains thousands of needles.

This is much more powerful than Fan Ling's martial arts that imitate chickens.

Unfortunately, the first needle never gathered. Gu Yi kept trying and came back after failure. But the needle intention was always dispersed. Gradually, fine sweat beads appeared on his forehead, and the spiritual energy around him began to gradually become unstable.

After seeing it, Chong Chong suddenly felt something was wrong. Before she could do anything, she heard Gu Yi spit out a mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound.

"Little young master!"

"It's okay." Gu Yi raised his hand, "Don't worry, the most important thing now is... pour a glass of water and let me rinse my mouth. It's so fishy and it's really unbearable."

"The insect will be poured out for you now!"

There was no injury, but the needle was forced to condense and the spiritual energy was slightly out of control.

‘Gulugulu…Ph!’

He wiped the water from the corner of his mouth and sighed: "It's amazing, but it's still difficult to practice the sparkling skills."

"Really, is it okay? I just vomited blood. I heard that eating three chickens only takes a drop of blood. You spit it out. How many chickens do you have to eat? It costs a lot of money to buy those chickens." Zhu Chong stood next to him and started the worm-style accounting method.

"What are you saying? How can you not vomit blood when practicing Taoism?"

"Ah? Then how many chickens you have to eat when practicing Taoism is too expensive, right?"

"Idiot! Nothing money is worth it. Once you have achieved it, you will no longer have to worry about money."

"If I didn't get it done, wouldn't that much money be wasted?"

"Go and go, go to bed quickly, or I'll rob you of money."

This scared the little girl away.

Gu Yishu lay comfortably on the bed, tried the sparkling technique tonight, but he never worried about this.

Because this genius can always condense the first needle.

...

...

The next day, Fan Ling came, and he came with injuries.

Sitting in the foreground of Yu Zhenxuan, waiting.

However, seeing his appearance, Gu Yi almost laughed.

Originally, this guy was covered with his hair on his left face. He never thought that his right face had to be bandaged. Now that he was cured, his right eye was covered and he became a blind monk.

There is no way, I used to show my right face, but now I can only show my left face.

So Fan Ling doesn't like him.

"According to my agreement with you that day, if you win, I will take you to meet the owner of the museum, but I cannot guarantee that you will enter the martial arts museum."

"I have a good memory and a good speech."

Ye Xiaoniang is here too, she is very worried.

Because the fourth princess' mercy and the third princess's kindness are things that the whole Luyang City knows.

So she slowly stepped forward, "I am not very sensible and a little naughty, but I am not a bad person. I hope I am able to keep aside the past and stop him in front of the Fourth Princess."

Fan Ling seemed to respect Ye Xiaoniang quite well. Now that the winner is decided, he no longer holds his head and nods slightly, "The Ye brother has great talent. If Fan loses, he will lose, and admits it. But you know the temperament of the owner of the museum. If she is angry, Fan Ling has no choice."

"Brother, you heard it. I'm going to Luyang Courtyard here, I sincerely beg you. Luyang Courtyard is not Yu Zhenxuan, so you can't get involved with the Fourth Princess."

Fan Ling nodded. Ye Xiaoniang was still smart and knew that what she said was meant to ask her to persuade her younger brother instead of working hard on him.

To put it bluntly, it's useless.

Maybe he would be beaten up by himself.

Chong Chong didn't fully understand, but he became a little worried. He pulled Gu Yi's neck of his clothes and said, "Young Master, don't vomit blood anymore."

Is this concern?

It seems, but why does Gu Yi sound a little strange?

Go out of Yuzhenxuan and walk along Tianmu Street towards Luyang Courtyard.

"I heard from Ma Yuan that he could not bring me in even when he was still in the yard. It seems that you are a very good official."

"It's just a fictional reputation." Fan Ling walked with his head down, his eyes always showing a fighting spirit. If it weren't for the injury, he would have had another fight. "When I was talking about it, did you deliberately provoke me that day and use me to take you into Luyang Courtyard?"

"No, I am taking Chen and Wu with me. Could it be that I will deliberately attract my hands to Changning?"

This principle is difficult to explain.

Fan Ling thought, a little confused.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, the next thing is about you and the owner. Although I don't like you, I still want to remind you not to talk nonsense in front of the owner. She doesn't like men's slick words."

Gu Yi was surprised, "Is the Fourth Princess that irritable? Why do each of you see her like a ghost?"

"It's not like that. The owner just has a cold personality and is harsh in dealing with others, which makes people feel distant. In addition, he has hit several students, so it makes people feel particularly scary."

That's the upgraded version of Fan Ling.
To be continued...