"I didn't understand what you said, this man?"

The old beggar showed a flattering smile on his face.

Facing the police, this seems to be a normal behavior...

Wu Yun pointed to his arms: "I just heard you have martial arts secrets sold? Show me what they are? I have been interested in practicing martial arts since I was a child."

this……

The old beggar looked at Wu Yun with a strange look.

Finally, he took out a few books that seemed foolish and handed them to him.

"Your Madam, you have the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing, the Nine Yang Divine Art, the One Yang Finger, the Thousand-Handed Divine Fist, and the Nine Swords of Dugu. Which one do you want? Each one costs ten yuan, and the only one is not deceived. Hehehe."

The old beggar smiled and showed his big yellow teeth.

"Ten dollars?!"

Before Wu Yun could speak, Ah Huang next to him took a breath: "Are you crazy? I think this thing is printed by any broken bookseller. It only costs a few cents at the most."

After taking the simple book book from the old beggar, Wu Yun took a few casual glances. Then he was sure...

All these martial arts secrets are true!!!

He had never seen the Thousand-Handed Divine Fist, but the other martial arts were his own specialty. As for the Dugu Nine Swords, he had also personally discussed it with Dugu Qiubai.

Although they are two completely different planes of the heavens, these martial arts still seem to be the same. At least there is almost no difference between the meridians and acupoints that guide the circulation of true qi...

Wu Yun's heart was filled with storm.

"This old beggar is definitely a powerful man with incredibly high martial arts skills! Unfortunately, I have lost all my skills now. Otherwise, even if he is much better than me, I will at least have some senses, right?"

Let’s not consider the real situation of this plane for now. At least from the plot of the "Kung Fu" movie that Wu Yun watched in his previous life, the combat power shown by Ah Xing in the end should have reached the level of innate late stages.

Then the mysterious old beggar in front of him is theoretically stronger than Ah Xing!

"Why can this guy come to the immortal realm of refining the gods and becoming empty, right? But it shouldn't be possible... It is estimated that the possibility of the late stage of the innate Great Perfection or the peak of the innate level is relatively high."

While muttering, Wu Yun briefly read the martial arts secrets in his hand, and they were all true!

He asked casually.

"I haven't heard that there is an extremely powerful magical power in the martial arts world called Tathagata's Divine Palm. Why don't you have it here?"

Well……

Huang Shuo next to him grabbed his hair and wanted to drag Wu Yun away directly!

"Is Lao Wu accused of evil? Are you really discussing these nonsense martial arts?"

But when the old beggar heard Wu Yun's words, a strange light flashed in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

He quickly raised his head and smiled with a flattering smile: "It seems that my father is a person who knows the goods! But my martial arts secrets are all treasures, and they will be gone if they are sold. Unfortunately, I sold the secrets of "Tathagata's God Palm" to someone else many years ago."

Hearing this, Wu Yun became more and more sure that this old beggar is definitely a super master!

Travel around the world and sell martial arts secrets to others.

However, if you find someone you think is suitable, the other party is willing to buy it. If you sell one, you will not continue to sell the same martial arts...

However, in this warrior has a very high martial arts value, but he likes a hidden world, and people regard him as a liar.

It’s normal to think about it. Who would believe that the comic strips sold by old beggars on the roadside are really secrets of peerless martial arts?

"It's a pity. If the Tathagata's magic palm is still there, it would be great! I can do all these martial arts now. And after tempering, improving and integrating, it has been completely turned into my own use, which is much more sophisticated than the ones recorded in this secret book. This Thousand-Handed Magic Fist can be practiced and added some martial arts knowledge."

Many thoughts flashed through Wu Yun's mind, holding these books, pondering without saying a word.

The old beggar winked at him: "Master, did you buy it?"

"If you don't buy, don't buy. Ten yuan per book, is this a robbery? Lao Wu, after leaving... he still has to patrol the back streets. Don't fantasize about learning martial arts here, punishing evil and promoting good, we are no longer children."

Huang Shuo said, and wanted to pull Wu Yun away.

He is kind, too.

I'm afraid that Wu Yun will be deceived.

But it failed to pull.

Wu Yun looked at the old beggar: "I bought all these books. It costs fifty yuan in total, right?"

After saying that, he ignored the already confused old beggar and turned his head to look at Huang Shuo: "Ah Huang, can you lend me some of your money? I will pay you back after I get the salary."

ah?

Huang Shuo's eyes widened and his mouth was open to O-shaped.

He felt that his friend was really crazy!

The old beggar was a little unresponsive: "Master, I bought it all? This is fifty yuan. Don't you think about it anymore?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I've handed in one hand and delivered the goods."

In short, in a sense, the two are competing with each other's acting skills.

...

A minute later, Wu Yun took five martial arts secrets and continued patrolling the streets with Ah Huang who was sighing.

"I said Lao Wu, you're so...ah! Don't say that we're both poor, even rich people don't waste money like this? Tell me what you bought this? Do you think the kids' comic strips? Or, let's find the beggar to get the money back?"

"Okay, OK, Ah Huang, don't talk about me anymore. Anyway, I have bought all the books, and the old beggar is gone. Let's practice together when I get back from get off work in the evening."

"What? You're really practicing! Crazy... When others in the police room knew about it, they would think we were mentally retarded!"

"Ah Huang, do you think they don't think so now?"

Both of them could not notice it. Somewhere around the corner of the street several miles away, the old beggar just now was secretly looking at their backs, with a strange expression on his face.

The old beggar grabbed a lice from his hair and put it in his mouth. While chewing, he muttered to himself: "No? The policeman did not have any fluctuations in his true energy, and his roots were also average. He was just an ordinary person. He took the initiative to pay for all my martial arts. Is it really stupid? But how much money can two poor policemen who do not do evil and don't make money? I really can't figure it out."

"Can you say... his martial arts are much higher than mine, so I can't tell you that his breath is restrained? Impossible! There may be a few martial arts in this world who are more powerful than me, but there is absolutely no one who is so much higher than me. He is not a real god descending to earth!"

After selling it for more than ten years, I sold a book called "Tathagata's Divine Palm" to the talented Ah Xing. As a result, I sold all the remaining five books at once and even sold them to an ordinary policeman. The old beggar was a little helpless.

He has prepared a total of six martial arts secrets, but now they are gone, which means that his original plan cannot continue...

But looking at the fifty dollars in hand, I became happy again.

"Don't worry about him! If you don't play, don't play. Or after a while, I will do some martial arts again. Anyway, I can drink and eat meat first!"

He danced on the street, humming small songs and dancing, and walked through the crowd crazy.

Strangely, at this time, no one was watching him... like the air that did not exist!

night.

After getting off work in the police station, Wu Yun and Huang Shuo rode their bicycles back to the alley rental house.

After working for a day, Huang Shuo was so tired that his limbs were sore and weak. He lay on the bed and planned to go to bed, but Wu Yun forced him to get up.

"Don't sleep for now, get up and go to the back yard to practice martial arts."

"No, brother? You're really playing! I'll listen to my brother's advice. We are not children anymore. Don't do anything to learn peerless martial arts and be a stupid dream of being a hero. This is the comic strip that children read, and they are still very simple."

"Oh, practice it. I will practice the Thousand-Handed Divine Fist. You can practice the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms first, this one is good."

Wu Yun said, pulling out "Thousand-Handed Divine Fist" and "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing", and stuffing the rest first under A Huang's pillow.

The Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing is Wu Yun’s first peerless martial arts, and it is also the most familiar and emotional one. Now he asked Huang Shuo to practice it, and he also felt that he was kind-hearted, principled, and knew how to protect himself, and found a balance between good and evil.

"Forget it, I just pretend to be a fool with you."

Huang Shuo had no choice but to agree to practice martial arts with him.

He opened the secret book of "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing" and practiced one by one according to the movements drawn above. In the first few pages, there was no real qi movement, just a simple move, and he practiced quite well...

As for "Thousand-Handed Divine Fist", it is actually a boxing technique that wins with speed. It is said that when it is practiced to the end, the fist speed is amazing, and the punches are like the wind. It looks like there are a thousand hands swaying at the same time!

Although Wu Yun didn't know much, he relied on his extremely high martial arts realm and cognition that he should be at the same level as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Six-Meridian Divine Sword, etc.

Otherwise, the old beggar would not have put it together and sold it!

"Now there is no true energy, and the body is still weak. I can only gesture like an ordinary person according to the moves drawn in the book. But it's good, it's also interesting to practice with Ah Huang and experience the feeling of an ordinary person starting from scratch."

So, in the small yard behind the alley cottage, the two of them practiced for an hour in the moonlight. Huang Shuo was so tired that he was panting and sweating profusely. Wu Yun allowed him to go to bed...

"Being friends with you has been so bad for eight lifetimes!"

He muttered dissatisfiedly, and he had no strength to take a shower, and he fell asleep with his head stuck in the bed.

Snoring sounded loudly!

Wu Yun smiled, reached out to his hand and rubbed it gently for a few minutes before he fell asleep.

The next morning.

After Huang Shuo woke up, he was surprised to find that not only did he not experience the expected soreness, but instead felt full of energy and full of energy.

Very good condition!

I stretched and crackled, and even felt the strength of my muscles increased a little.
Chapter completed!