Chapter 289 Wuwei Ding'an Training Dragon Seven
Long Qi had been running a fever for two days, and the fever finally subsided today. However, Liu Xia went to the city to buy medicine and hasn't come back yet. I don't know what that idiot has been doing.
Banxia was picking vegetables while complaining about Liu Xia in her heart, but when she stood up and looked back, she saw Lingxiang sitting behind her, not knowing what she was thinking about.
Since the battle outside Ding'anju, Lingxiang has become different. She has lost her former liveliness and has become extremely depressed, staring blankly and sighing from time to time.
Such a big change was obvious to anyone. Something must have happened during the melee. But no matter what people asked her, she remained silent.
Looking at Lingxiang's sad face, Banxia shook her head and sighed, picked up the wild vegetables she had picked up and prepared to cook today's meal, but at this moment, Longqi's door suddenly shattered. Before Banxia could react, she saw Longqi flying out of the house, and she was so scared that she even dropped the wild vegetables she had just washed on the ground.
Just when Banxia was at a loss, she saw the white-haired young man walk out of the broken door and said to Long Qi with a smile: "You are so rude, young man. I just wanted to take a peek at your true essence, but you woke up and started fighting with me."
Although Long Qi looked scary when he flew out, he was not actually hurt. It was just that his butt hurt when he fell to the ground. But even if it hurt, he couldn't show it. He stood up and looked angrily at the white-haired boy in front of the door.
Originally, he thought that what he had seen before was just a dream of Qi Chi, an illusion. However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw an enlarged face of this person. When he realized what was happening, he immediately became furious and punched him without thinking.
The punch did hit the young man in white in the face, but to Long Qi it felt like he had hit a ball of cotton, or like he had fallen into water. Although there was a touch, it was soft and powerless.
This was indeed strange, but before he could react, he flew out.
“The Long family’s Red Fist is a pretty good martial art, but it’s a pity that you’ve only learned the basics. It looks like each punch is powerful, but in fact, you don’t have any essence to it.” After the white-haired young man finished speaking, he smacked his lips and sighed, what a pity.
This is true. Red Fist was originally a martial art of the Long family. When Long Qi was a child, he saw his father teaching his brothers and learned a few moves. However, due to a disaster many years ago, this martial art was lost.
Long Qi knew very well that he could not beat the man in front of him, but after seeing Ling Xiang standing beside him, he somehow couldn't suppress the anger in his chest. He kicked his feet and rushed towards the white-haired boy again.
However, this time, Long Qi was not swept away.
Long Qi was about to approach the white-haired young man, but the young man waved his sleeves and relieved his strength. The tattered grey robe suddenly spread out and turned into a long belt, which flowed along Long Qi's body and trapped him tightly in a moment, and finally hung him under the corridor.
This...this is not...
Isn't this pig's trotter button?
Banxia was so stunned that she even forgot to pick up the wild vegetables that fell on the ground.
When I was a child, I saw villagers slaughtering pigs during the Spring Festival. They used this method to tie the pigs. The elders said that pigs are very strong and will not behave well when slaughtered. If you use this method to tie the pigs, you can fix the pigs. When slaughtering, the more the pigs struggle, the tighter the rope will be, making it easier to cut them with the knife.
Unexpectedly, this old man actually knew how to use this kind of country lock, which really shocked Banxia.
Perhaps it was in line with what Banxia was thinking, the white-haired boy actually winked at Banxia, then stretched out his hand and slapped Long Qi hard on the butt.
He was already in great pain from the fall and hadn't recovered yet, now he was beaten again, his bones and skin ached, and Long Qi couldn't help but scream in pain, but before he could finish his scream, his mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth.
"How can you handle big things when you are so reckless at such a young age? Today, I will teach you a lesson, so that you won't make mistakes in the future." The white-haired boy said as he slapped him again. These slaps were really real. Long Qi struggled in pain, but the pig's trotter locked him and made him unable to move. A cloth was stuffed in his mouth, so he couldn't cry out. His face was covered with blue veins and swollen purple.
Perhaps because the noise in the courtyard was too loud, Master Chengxin also came out of the house. Seeing the white-haired young man beating Long Qi, he hurried forward to bow and apologize.
"I wonder how this disciple offended the master to make him so angry?"
The white-haired young man was fighting vigorously, muttering things like "I told you to be reckless, I told you to be disrespectful" while fighting. When he saw Master Chengxin approaching, he just waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay. This young man is very interesting, but he is a little reckless. I will teach him a lesson, so that he won't be accused of not being able to teach his disciples in the future."
It was at this time that Xinyi and Hanyang, who had gone out to chop firewood, came back. When they saw the scene in the yard, they were stunned at first, and then their expressions changed when they reacted.
Seeing Long Qi being hung up and beaten, Xinyi's expression changed constantly, not knowing how to face this situation, while Hanyang tried hard to suppress a smile, the blush on his face was as red as the ripe fruit on the tree.
At this time, Long Qi still didn't know the identity of the white-haired boy. He only saw the two people coming back, and he looked at Xinyi hesitantly, his eyes seeking help were pitiful. But Xinyi ignored him, and just went forward with Han Yang, bowed to the white-haired boy, and called him "Grandmaster."
Taishizu?
Long Qi's eyes opened wide, and he was surprised for a long time before he turned around and looked at the face of the white-haired boy approaching.
Great Grandmaster!
that...that...
Isn’t that Lingxiang’s grandfather, Patriarch Wuwei?
No wonder Lingxiang threw herself at him, no wonder she remained indifferent when he was humiliated like this, so that's how it was! But...
But why does this great master look like such a child?
Yes, yes!
Long Qi suddenly remembered that when he was practicing in Xianyunju, Lingxiang once said that if one's cultivation level was improved, one's life span would be extended. If one reached the Mahayana realm, one could return to youth as one wished. So...
I have gotten into big trouble!
Facing the approaching Wuwei Patriarch, Long Qi's face was like a burning cloud, changing every now and then.
Seeing him like this, Wuwei Patriarch might have found it interesting, and shook his head and said, "So, did I teach you a lesson?"
If it weren't for his head full of white hair, he would really be a playful child.
"Pfft!"
Seeing this, Lingxiang actually laughed, very gently at first, and then tears welled up in her eyes, but she was still smiling.
"Alas, you finally laughed, but this old man is so tired!" The old ancestor Wuwei pounded his waist and held on to the pillar, looking like he had been doing physical work for a long time, "You stupid girl, why don't you come and help your grandfather!"
Lingxiang followed his words and went forward to support Wuwei Patriarch, and the two of them walked into the house. After entering the house, Wuwei Patriarch even poked his head out and instructed Banxia:
"Girl, Grandmaster is old and can't eat old leaves, but remember to pick some tender ones and stir-fry them to go with my wine."
(End of this chapter)
