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    In the cabin.  "Yuyan, I feel that my end is approaching, maybe today." Wang Yuyan couldn't help but be surprised: It is said that people will feel something in the dark when they are about to complete the journey of life. Could it be that Wu Yazi is now?  so?  "It's good that you captured that traitor Ding Chunqiu. At least the great hatred is gone. However, I have to leave with regrets after all." Wu Yazi said, "I'm sorry for Qiu Shui and Xingyun." Although Wang Yuyan  She thought that was indeed the case, but what could she say at this time.  "This is a painting, you hold it." "This is it?" "If you have the chance, show them the painting and they will know." Wu Yazi did not explain specifically who "they" were.  , but Wang Yuyan knew that it was Li Qiushui and Wu Xingyun.  The two of them have been fighting for Wu Yazi all their lives, and Wu Yazi wants her to resolve the hatred between them.  It's a pity that the result of their fight was like this. Wang Yuyan didn't know whether to feel sorry for them or because they didn't deserve it.  Wu Yazi said, motioning to Wang Yuyan to go over and get the painting.  However, when Wang Yuyan stretched out her hand, Wu Yazi suddenly dropped the painting and struck with both palms.  "Is this?" When Wang Yuyan was startled, her instinct was to greet him with both palms.  But halfway through waving her palm, she suddenly realized that there was no way Wu Yazi could harm her.  Besides, even if Wu Yazi wanted to do harm to her, he couldn't do it with his current disabled body.  At the moment when Wang Yuyan hesitated, Wu Yazi's palms had already struck.  With four palms connected, Wang Yuyan did not want to compete with Wu Yazi, but Wu Yazi seemed to be about to die, and the powerful internal energy poured in like a river, surging forward.  "Concentrate your mind and guide us back to the fields!" Wang Yuyan was at a loss when she suddenly heard Wu Yazi talking about the key points of "Beiming Divine Skill", and she suddenly understood: He was trying to pass on the skills to  Himself, but because he always insisted on disagreeing, he took this tactic of sudden attack.  " Thinking of this, Wang Yuyan knew in her heart that even if she wanted to refuse now, it was already too late. Wu Yazi's internal energy at this time had been flowing into her body continuously. If she insisted on resisting, the result would only be harm to both parties.  At this point, she could only accept it. She quickly concentrated her mind and imagined that she was the sea, and the internal power that Wu Yazi instilled was like Baichuan returning to the sea. Both of them were practicing the same kind of Beiming Qi.  From the same source, there is no obstacle to the integration. For a moment, Wang Yuyan felt that her whole body was light and airy, as if she were flying in the clouds and mist for nine days. This hearty feeling did not last very long.  Within a quarter of an hour, she opened her eyes. Wu Yazi was sitting there fixedly, sweat dripping from his body and face, and his face, head, neck, and hair roots were dripping with sweat.  There was still sweat oozing out from everywhere. The originally white and handsome face was covered with criss-crossing deep wrinkles, all the thick hair on his head had fallen out, and the long shiny black beard had also changed.  Became a white beard. ¡°Grandpa!  "Wang Yuyan saw his gray-haired and old appearance. Although she had been prepared in her heart, her eyes still couldn't help but get wet. Hearing Wang Yuyan's uncontrollable cry, Wu Yazi squinted his eyes and smiled feebly.  He smiled and said: "Finally, we're done. I originally planned to find a good-natured and smart apprentice to pass on the skills of more than seventy years to him, but I have been searching for decades and still can't find him.  You are my granddaughter, you are able to crack the ¡®Zhenlong Chess Game¡¯, you are smart enough, if not to you, who else can I pass it on to?  " "I" Wang Yuyan's eyes were red and she hesitated to speak. Her own skill is about fifty years old, which is slightly worse than the Four Heavenly Dragons, but she has gained Wu Yazi's more than seventy years of skill without any loss.  After gaining pure skills, she could already be said to be proud of the world. But now she felt no joy, only feeling filled with infinite sadness: "Everyone is bound to die. I have lived for almost a hundred years, and I have died."  , and it is a great comfort to be able to see your descendant before death, so don¡¯t be too sad.  "Wu Yazi said with a smile and nod. After death, everything will disappear. He is very open-minded about everything now. "Yes!  "Wang Yuyan could only nod in reply. Wu Yazi had some joy on his face. He took off a gem ring from his left finger and said, "This is the Xiaoyao sect's leader's token, the Xiaoyao Immortal Ring.  is you.  In fact, I have been living on my last breath for so many years, and I have never fulfilled any responsibilities towards the Xiaoyao Sect.The Xiaoyao Sect has long since ceased to exist in name only.  If you like it, just inherit the position of leader of Xiaoyao Sect.  If you don't like it, just think of it as a relic.  The free-spirited faction, just let it go free-and-easy.  "    "Um.  "Wang Yuyan nodded and replied. "Okay, Yuyan, go out and call Xinghe in."  "Wu Yazi said, his energy was already a little low. When Wang Yuyan saw this, he quickly stepped forward and lost some energy to him, then walked out of the wooden house and told Su Xinghe Wu Yazi's instructions. In fact, as soon as Su Xinghe saw it,  The ring in Wang Yuyan's hand was already understood five or six times, and after hearing Wang Yuyan's words, it was very clear. With a mixture of sadness and joy on his face, he hurriedly rushed into the wooden house. After a while, Su came from the wooden house.  The eight friends of Hangu, Qin Dian Kang Guangling, chess demon Fan Bailing, bookworm Gou Du, painting madman Wu Lingjun, genius doctor Xue Muhua, craftsman Feng Asan, nymphomaniac Shi Qinglu and theater fan Li Puppet heard the sad cry of Xinghe.  The cries were all startled, but they did not get permission from the master and did not dare to enter the wooden house. They just knelt outside the wooden house, crying and kowtowing. Those Yuanxingxiu disciples who have changed their portals, look at me, let me see.  Look at you, you are also kneeling on the ground, but their faces are all confused. As for Ding Chunqiu, he is breathing more and less, and his life is on the line. "Sister Yuyan, is he?"  "Azi saw that Wang Yuyan also had a sad look on her face, so she asked in a low voice. Wang Yuyan didn't answer, but just nodded. "What about me?  " "Go and kowtow a few times.  "    "oh.  " After hearing this, Azi looked dull and a little confused. She walked silently outside the wooden house, kowtowed three times, and then walked back with her forehead red. To say that Azi has any feelings for Wuyazi, it is purely  It¡¯s a lie. A few kowtows are enough as a courtesy. ¡°Sister Yuyan, what should we do next?  " "We will make plans after your ancestor's funeral is over.  "
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