HongHuang I am The Demon Kunpeng

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Kun Peng looked at him: "There really is one. This seat asks you, how did you learn from the "Nine Yin Zhen Jing"?"

"Everyone is familiar, but you said you need to correct it, Master, when will you correct me?" Zhou Botong asked.

"Qiu Qiancheng and Rong'er, you go back to the inn first, you don't have to wait for your seat to eat."

With Zhou Botong, Kunpeng quickly performed light work and walked fast in the wind and walked across the streets, attracting everyone to stop.

"Where are we going, what task is it, Master?" Zhou Botong was very excited.

His light skill is not much different from that of Kunpeng. Kunpeng did not use spiritual power, and only used the light skill in the Jiuyin Zhenjing, so Zhou Botong could basically keep up with him.

"Go outside the city and find a quiet place."

"Master, I know there is a place where no one lives now, in Niujia Village."

"Okay, go to Niujia Village."

Zhou Botong and Hong Qigong had been to Niujia Village, so he naturally knew that he brought Kunpeng to Guo Xiaotian's house soon.

In the past 20 years, Guo Xiaotian's house has been destroyed except for the courtyard walls and the four walls of the house. The wild weed trees in the courtyard have grown to a thick and thick, bushy, wild grass grows wildly, and is extremely desolate.

Zhou Botong didn’t know that this was Guo Xiaotian’s home. He walked into the space surrounded by the four walls and pointed to a hut that was temporarily covered with thatch: “Old Calling Flower and I live here. The people here don’t know what happened. This is what happened. But it's strange that no one took their home."

Kun Peng smiled: "In the eyes of the villagers, this is a haunted house, how can someone take it?"

Zhou Botong was shocked and quickly jumped out of the hut: "Master, this is a haunted house? Well, yes, a house where no one lives is definitely a big murderer. As long as someone lives, it can be used as a murderer, my brother Wang Chongyang once said."

"We take care of the weeds and bushes in this yard." Kun Peng said.

There was no machete, no hoe, they just waited to use their internal force to deal with those deep-rooted shrubs, but they quickly cleared it out, basically flat.

"You now have a set of exercises on the "Nine Yin Zhen Jing" going to school." Kun Peng found the Kuai stone block and sat down.

Zhou Botong slightly hesitated: "Master, are you going to correct me?"

"Correct."

Therefore, Zhou Botong began from the upper volume of the "Nine Yin Zhen Jing", easy to forge bones, heal, acupuncture, acupuncture, etc., all the way to the lower volume of white python whip, spiral nine shadows, destructive **** claws, demon fist Wait, practice it seriously.

At this moment, he changed his stubborn spirit, and the state of martial arts made Kun Peng secretly wonder. No wonder he can practice Kung Fu to such a high level, even with his mind, relying on a serious focus and perseverance.

Kun Peng looked carefully and corrected it bit by bit. After the correction, he required to practice several times until he remembered the newly corrected martial arts.

Time passed quickly, the sky quickly dimmed, and they all forgot to be hungry.

"I can't see it, Master. I'm hungry, are you still hungry?"

"Of course I'm hungry, but I think you practice so seriously in this seat.

Zhou Botong smiled and immediately regained the look of the old naughty boy, pulling Kunpeng: "Go, Master, I still know that there is food in a place."

Coming to the village head, a small, run-down hotel, without even picking a lantern, and the black lights in the house, it seemed that there was no anger.

"There is food here, old naughty boy, should you dream?"

Zhou Botong said with a smile: "Go, go, Master, this is the old thing called Hua Zang here. The things stolen from the palace are delicious."

Kun Peng couldn't help laughing: "It turns out that you two old naughty boys also ran to the Royal Kitchen to steal food and enjoy it. They weren't afraid that the emperor would catch you to go to the pan and fry and share with the ministers."

"The useless bodyguards of the emperor and the elders, where can they hold us. Really, Master?"

Zhou Botong said, dragging a wooden box from under the stove and opened it, but suddenly exclaimed: "Master, Master!" Putting down the wooden box, he jumped to Kunpeng.

"What's so alarming? Will there not be human flesh in the box?" Kun Peng teased him. ..

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