The unique skills passed down by Dian Zaixing are two different. One is called "Seven Spears of the Formation" and the other is called "Yuan Sword Technique".

"Zaixing, do you have no internal skills and mental methods passed down from your family?"

After demonstrating the unique skills of family traditions on the dictionary, Tang Ning quickly muttered and completed the reverse operation, and then asked again.

This loyal and brave bodyguard who has given his life can do the whole set.

"Master, the martial arts handed down by my father do not have internal skills, only some methods of squeezing strength that ordinary martial artists can do."

Dian Zaixing replied.

No?

It doesn’t matter. Zai Xing’s family’s “Yuan Sword Technique” comes with an article called “Yuan Sword Technique”. I will pass it on to you now.

This time, the others could not get the open martial arts class. Tang Ning called Dian Zaixing to the side and whispered to the face.

"Master, why do you... know my family's martial arts so well?"

Halfway through hearing this, Dian Zaixing asked in surprise.

Not to mention Yum Sword Technique, this is Dayan’s military sword technique. Anyone who comes from a general can do one move and half a move. Dian Zaixing is the kind that has already practiced to the top, and Tang Ning can’t teach a few words.

The seven spears on the formation are different. It is the family-born combat skill created by Dian Zaixing his grandfather. How could his direct inheritance be better than Tang Ning, an outsider who was originally indisputable to understand it thoroughly?

"They probably want to ask this question." Old Master Tang smiled and unexpectedly turned on the master mode: "Good luck, in fact, all the martial arts in this world have no secrets in my eyes. They are nothing more than practicing internally and practicing the killing skills of muscles and bones and skin externally. The only difference is whether I am willing to spend some time to understand. Today, I want to help you when I am excited. Do you... understand what I mean?"

Is that true?

Dian Zaixing subconsciously reacted that he didn't believe it, but immediately he remembered the magic that Old Master Tang kept showing after following Tang Ning.

Yes, it was something wrong, the Lord is indeed not an ordinary person.

"Come on, come on, let's go, I will continue to spread your achievements in yam. Remember to practice it every day in the future. This is a good thing that can help you become more and more brave in the battles of seven in and seven out of thousands of troops..."

Tang Ning took advantage of the iron-fire and passed the mantra of "Pojun Baisheng" to Dian Zaixing, so that Dian Zaixing had no time to think about other things.

After finishing his talk, seeing Dian Zaixing sitting cross-legged on the spot, falling into a state of oblivion, Mr. Tang was very relieved.

Not bad, it's worthy of being the man I like, and this martial arts talent is excellent!

Tang Ning stopped caring about Dian Zaixing, turned around and returned to the wheelchair again - this thing hasn't been sitting for a few days, and it feels much more comfortable to sit on a chair.

"You guys are all separated, too."

Looking at the guards and two entourages who had already plucked away all their wool, Tang Ning simply issued a deportation order.

The guards now respected Mr. Tang as a god, so naturally they did not dare to disobey at all. They hurriedly said respectfully and left the inner courtyard.

The two worshippers wanted to speak but stopped. After Tang Ning came back from Dian Zaixing, he left them and turned to Dian Zaixing to leave. The emptiness and suffixing technique they practiced had not received any guidance.

"You have something to do?"

Tang Ning asked.

"No, no!"

The two Sima worshipers subconsciously answered the questions, but after answering, he wanted to slap himself a few big mouths - a fool, what are you talking nonsense! Why don’t you know that something is wrong? Please continue to give me some advice!

He Gongfeng also looked at Sima Gongfeng with a look of surprise. Others are cheating on their fathers and sons. What do you mean by cheating me?

Sima Gongfeng wanted to change his words, but he was afraid of annoying the more he could not see through Old Master Tang, who was so unsightly that he just stood there, looking like he was not very smart.

"The two worshipers, the old man is already tired."

Hongluan spoke out and fulfilled her duties as a personal maid.

The two worshippers looked at each other and could only take their leave quickly... It's just that, although they were itchy, if they made the old man unhappy, good things might turn into bad things. It's better to look for opportunities to ask for advice from the old man another day.

Furthermore, what if this is actually done by the old man?

Ordinary people who learn from their masters should respectfully give their master a gift of cultivation. The old man gave the most critical rejection. Who knows whether he was also hinting at this?

But the question is, how can we, a young monk who practices Qi, come up with any apprenticeship that can make the old man like you?

The two worshippers walked to the gate of the courtyard with a frown and stepped out of the gate. They frowned again.

The difference in spiritual concentration between one door seems like a world of difference!

In the courtyard, it is clearly the legendary blessed land of the cave!

How did the old man do it?!

In this world, when have you ever heard of someone who can turn the world around and create a blessed artificial cave with spiritual energy revival?!

But the old man did it quietly. How strong is he?!

"Impossible...illusion! Haha, this must be my illusion!"

He Gongfeng turned around and was about to step into the inner courtyard again, but unfortunately, he was grabbed by Sima Gongfeng as soon as he took a step.

"If the old man can create all this, how can he not control all this? In this inner courtyard, no man is allowed to step on foot without permission. Can you forget it? Do you know what the result of stepping in?!"

Sima Gongfeng growled in He Gongfeng's ears, successfully regaining his rationality.

"Two worshipers, why are you here? Do you want to ask for the orphan father?"

The voice of the King of Wei suddenly came from behind the two of them.

Sima Gongfeng and He Gongfeng quickly separated, dressed in order to greet the King of Wei, and answered the King of Wei's question: "Prince, we are not asking to see the old master, but just came out of the courtyard."

"oh?"

The King of Wei said with great interest.

The two worshippers quickly revealed the matter and did not dare to hide anything from the King of Wei.

My father was in a good mood today and actually summoned these two people to guide them in the way of cultivation? Is this... true or false?

No, I have to go in and confirm it quickly!

How can such a good thing be cheaper for others? You have to be evenly affected by rain and dew!

With this strong idea, King Tang Boyan of Wei walked into the inner courtyard with steady steps.

Feng Qingyundan ordered the maids to put them in the yard, and then... Tang Boyan lifted up the hem of his robe and rushed to the bank of the lotus pond.

Wait, why did my father get into that wheelchair again?

"Father, you, what's wrong with you? Are you paralyzed after relapse?!"

Tang Boyan rushed to the wheelchair and took Tang Ning's hand and asked worriedly.

"Let go!" Tang Ning, who had already tidied up the martial arts, internal skills and magic in his mind by closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, threw Tang Boyan's hand away with disgust: "God Prime Minister, what kind of scheming is it that he suddenly becomes? Your father is fine!"

"Father, you're really okay? Are you lying to me, aren't you?"

Tang Boyan looked up and down at Tang Ning in a wheelchair, obviously not very relieved.

Tang Ning could only stand up in a wheelchair and walked a few steps, shattering the silly son's guess with facts.

"That's good, that's good..." Tang Boyan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, so he quickly cheered up and leaned over Tang Ning with a shy face and asked, "Father, I heard you are guiding everyone to practice martial arts today? Why don't you teach me a few tricks?"

"You're full?"

Tang Ning gave his silly son a blank look.

Go and go, you are a brain-powered person who makes a living by relying on your brain and power. Why are you joining in the fun?

"Father, I'm serious." Tang Boyan replied: "You don't know anything. In fact, I am very talented in cultivating, and I am very similar to the third brother. And you know, my father, I work hard day and night, and my body is a day away..."

A crazy hint of a certain traitor.

"A day after day?" Tang Ning looked at a treacherous minister up and down: "Tang Boyan, be honest, are you fat?"

"No fat! The child is definitely not fat!"

"Then you swear."
Chapter completed!