Tianlong: Immortal Cultivator in the World of Martial Arts

Chapter 62 Bagua Li Rocket

After Zhao Bi was carried back to his place of residence by the young monk of Shaolin Temple, the high-level officials of Shaolin Temple including the abbot of Shaolin Temple all came. In the end, they all just confirmed that Zhao Bi was not injured, but that his internal energy was seriously exhausted, and he would recover in a few days.

After they left, there were many more Shaolin monks waiting around where they lived. Even Wang Yuyan felt that this was normal.

Shaolin Temple began to be on alert. After all, there are still masters in Shaolin Temple that they don't know about. It is better to be more cautious about this kind of thing. Now is a troubled time, and Shaolin Temple doesn't want to go through any more.
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at the same time
A man covered in injuries staggered to the Buddhist scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple. He was covered in blood, and he could hardly see what he looked like. For him, every step he took was like a natural moat. Difficult, he who supported the stone pillar finally left a bloody handprint on it and then fell down.

Not long after he fell down, an old monk with a broom walked slowly beside him. His face was at least 70 to [-] years old. There were not many wrinkles on his face, but his beard and eyebrows had already begun to appear. white.

The old monk walks very lightly, and the dust will automatically dissipate wherever he goes.He crouched on the ground and looked at the blood-covered man lying on the ground with clasped hands and said softly, "Amitabha, you have been here for more than ten years. I didn't expect that there are people in this world who can hurt you like this."

If Zhao Bi stood here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this was the most powerful sweeping monk in the Dragon World that day.

At first glance, the sweeping monk looks like an eminent monk. He doesn't wear the colorful cassock like the abbot, but an ordinary monk, but his temperament can let others know that this person is profound in Buddhism.

The sweeping monk squatted on the ground looking at the injured person, slowly stretched out one hand, and began to use internal energy on the person to heal the injury. After a while, the sweeping monk brought the person to a Zen room in the Buddhist scripture pavilion , Just put it down and leave.

Not long after, the wounded person slowly opened his eyes, looked at the roof above, and felt that his wounds had healed a lot, and immediately sighed softly, "It seems that I, Murong Bo, should not die. .”

That's right, the man covered in injuries is Murong Bo, and he never thought that he would survive.

To be able to survive such an attack, it has to be said that Murong Bo's strength is quite high.

Murong Bo was just lying there, looking at the roof quietly, now he felt pain all over his body when he moved a little bit, recalling that Murong Bo didn't understand when he was injured, he felt that it was out of the category of exercises, it should be Immortal method is right.

When Murong Bo thought of Zhao Bi getting angry, he started to flee. With his own speed, Murong Bo believed that as long as he ran to the woods, nothing would happen. When he first reached the edge of the woods, he saw that Zhao Bi had already started to make a big move. , although Murong Bo didn't know what it was, but the bad feeling he gave himself still lingered.

When Murong Bo ran to the woods and was about to take a breather, he saw an untold number of flaming arrows raining down on his head. Mo Rongbo began to run with all his internal energy, but the arrow rain seemed to be As if falling behind him, Murong Bo didn't feel very good when he saw the first flaming arrow falling down with such great power. He started to stop it with all his internal strength, even though he shifted it to a place away from him, the explosion when the flaming arrow fell finally made Murong Bo become like this.

Murong Bo suddenly thought of it now, if he could get this kind of exercise himself, it would be very good, basically it should be no problem for one person to fight against one country.

Until this time Murong Bo has not given up, as if he just doesn't know what pain is.
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Zhao Bi who was lying on the bed also began to open his eyes. Unlike Murong Bo, Zhao Bi didn't feel any discomfort, on the contrary, after sleeping, Zhao Bi's whole body was much better.

As soon as Zhao Bi sat up, Wang Yuyan who was next to her immediately came over, and said with tears in her eyes, "You're awake, why don't you lie down for a while."

Seeing Wang Yuyan like this, Zhao Bi smiled slightly and said, "Get up after resting, by the way, how long have I been lying down."

"You have been in a coma for two days." Wang Yuyan said.

Zhao Yu was a little stunned. Although he used up all his internal energy this time, it wouldn't be like this. He immediately regretted that his actions were too reckless. If there were enemies behind him, what would he use to deal with them.

The key is that this time Zhao Bi used a big sledgehammer to kill the chicken to get this look. Although he regretted his recklessness, but looking at Wang Yuyan beside him, Zhao Bi still didn't show his expression on his face in the end.

"I'm awake, you should rest for a while." Zhao Yan could see that Wang Yuyan must have not slept when she was unconscious, not only did she have dark circles under her eyes, but her eyes were now turning red.

"I'm fine. No need." Just as Wang Yuyan was about to say something, Zhao Bi kept tapping on her forehead and fell asleep.

Zhao Bi gently placed Wang Yuyan on the bed he was lying on, and after covering the quilt, Zhao Bi walked out of the room.

It was almost dark at this time, and looking at the many monks under the steps, Zhao Yu smiled and thought, "It seems that Shaolin also understands the opponent's purpose for him."

Standing on the edge of the cliff and feeling his body, Zhao Bi found that he had nothing but his internal strength not fully recovered, and Zhao Bi was not very worried about his internal strength.

The Beiming magic skill was just used by Zhao Yu to absorb the vitality of the weather, which probably didn't even occur to the person who created this skill.

After a night of practice, Zhao Yu has almost recovered. As for Wang Yuyan, she has also woken up. Zhao Yu has been practicing outside the house all night. When she saw Wang Yuyan who came out, she smiled and said, "Did you sleep well?"

For Wang Yuyan at this moment, she was more moved, she never thought that Zhao Bi would make herself sleep like this.

Wang Yuyan said, "How are you doing?"

"What else can I do? It's just what you see. Don't worry, I'm fine now. It was just a side effect caused by the exhaustion of internal energy." Zhao Yan looked at Wang Yuyan's worried expression and laughed.

Wang Yuyan asked seriously, "Do you know the person who kidnapped me that day?"

"I don't know him, I just know who he is."

"Based on what I heard from your conversation, is it possible that I also know who he is?" Wang Yuyan said affirmatively. After all, she also heard the conversation between the two at that time, but Wang Yuyan didn't know the name when it was mentioned.

Zhao Bi smiled, wondering if Wang Yuyan would hurt him if he knew who it was, but he still said, "You must know that person, because he is your uncle, Murong Bo."

(End of this chapter)