Chapter 32: 32

However, Songhe Taoist priest is nearly 80 years old. Every time he exercises the bone shrinking skill, he destroys his body, and the damage caused is irreparable. Qingyang couldn't watch his master go up and work hard, but he hid aside to watch the excitement.

It was always master taking care of himself along the way. Every time he encountered danger, master hid himself behind him for the first time. This feeling moved Qingyang and ashamed. I was moved by the division between the two, and I was ashamed that I couldn't help. This time, I finally had a chance. How can I not stand out?

Moreover, the most important thing is that in front of so many people, especially those in the Jianghu in the past, they use the bone shrinking skill to drill through the hole. This is not only a physical devastation to old Taoist Songhe, but also a spiritual insult. As the only disciple of old Taoist Songhe, how can I not stand up at this time?

Seeing that Qingyang didn't retreat according to his words, the pine crane immediately raised his white eyebrows and said angrily, "master doesn't listen? Will you rebel?"

The more angry the old Taoist Songhe was, the more Qingyang could feel the love among them. He said, "master, you are protecting me all the way. Now let the disciples do it for me."

Old Taoist Songhe can also feel Qingyang's mind. Although Qingyang disobeyed himself, his heart is happy, but he can't let his only disciple take risks.

The reprimand didn't work. Old Taoist Songhe had to sigh: "do you know how dangerous it is? You've followed us all the way. You've seen the death of Piying bear and Du Chengjin with your own eyes. Even experts like them have been killed. What can you do in there?"

Qingyang said, "the mouse has been killed, and the chance of danger again is very small. Besides, the explosion as loud as thunder just now should have alarmed the danger. Master, let me come this time. If something really happens, I will be unlucky myself."

Old Taoist Songhe still needs to talk. Your tiger Zhentai is impatient and says, "old Taoist Songhe, since your disciple is willing to serve, just let him in. What else do you write?"

Tiger Town song also said, "yes, master Songhe, if my apprentice is so clever, I can't be happy. How can I be willing to scold? I think I'd better let him in."

What Qingyang said is still reasonable. The dangers are unlikely to be concentrated in one place. Just killed such a powerful mouse, the probability of danger again is much smaller. Now the tiger brothers have shown their dissatisfaction, and the disciple Qingyang doesn't listen to his dissuasion. The old Taoist Songhe has to sigh and say, "since you have to go in, I won't stop you. The young eagle is big and always has to go out to experience some wind and rain. Go."

Seeing the master's consent, Qingyang nodded, then untied the wine gourd in his waist and stuffed it into the hole. This wine gourd is the keepsake of the leader of Xiping temple. Before entering the secret place, old Taoist Songhe had passed it to Qingyang, so Qingyang always took it with him. The wine gourd is a little smaller than the adult's head and can be easily put into the hole.

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Then Qingyang cleaned up his clothes and began to exercise the bone shrinking skill. Although Qingyang's bone shrinking skill is inherited from Songhe Taoist priest, he is young, his bones have not been completely shaped, and his body is thinner, so it has a better effect than Songhe Taoist priest. This is also the reason why he has to go in for his master.

He took a deep breath, then the bones up and down made a light noise, and then his body shook, and the whole person's temperament changed immediately. How to say, now Qingyang is a little soft all over the body, which seems to have a feeling of weakness and boneless.

Then he put his hands forward together, and his shoulders seemed to be broken. He turned 180 degrees and stuck them to his chest. Then I don't know what he did. His chest and abdomen began to shrink inward, sandwiching his shoulders and arms in the middle. Soon, the whole upper body became a cylinder about the thickness of the head.

At the same time, his lower body began to merge slowly, first contracting the hip and crotch, and then the two feet of the two thighs. In the twinkling of an eye, a good person becomes a strip. Then the long strip moved slowly along the hole. It took nearly a quarter of an hour to get in through the hole.

This unique skill stunned the people outside. Even after the magic baptism of immortal masters, they still looked incredible. Immortal masters are really magical, but they are high above everyone, and they are not the same kind of people. The magic of Songhe Laodao and Qingyang is really from their side.

A living man actually passed through the big hole in his head. This bone shrinking skill really deserves its reputation. Even his disciples are so excellent. I'm afraid Songhe Taoist priest himself is even more powerful? No wonder the old Taoist Songhe is so famous in the Jianghu of Xiping mansion.

For the time being, no matter how surprised these people outside, the long strip wriggled to the other side of the wall, took a breath, and then slowly released the power of bone shrinking skill. The whole body began to expand slowly, and soon recovered the original shape of Qingyang.

After returning to its original form, Qingyang didn't hurry to check the surrounding environment, but sat on the ground and rested for a while. With Qingyang's current skills, it's still a little unbearable to use the bone shrinking skill. After breathing well and his face was no longer so pale, he turned to check the hall behind him.

The specification of the whole hall is similar to that of the alchemy room they saw last time, but the layout and items of the two sides are very different. Not far from the mouth of the cave, there are all kinds of wine jars of various specifications. These can be seen through the mouth of the cave when they are outside. The wine jars are large, small, crude and exquisite, which are filled with a corner.

Further on, there is a high and low platform and pool. Old Taoist Songhe likes drinking. Qingyang once visited the wine making workshop with his master. Although he can't see the specific functions of those platforms and pools, he also roughly knows that they are used for wine making and fermentation.

There seems to be a small pavilion on the left, but it is too far away from the entrance of his cave. Qingyang can't see what's there for the time being. On the right, there is a black pile of garbage, which is estimated to be similar to that in the alchemy room. It is all made of wood and coke.

Qingyang leaned down and shouted a few words at the mouth of the cave. He informed everyone about the situation in the hall, so as not to make huzhensong and others suspicious for a long time. After the people over there confirmed it, they sent the spirit plate in from the hole. Then he began his own adventure.

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