Under one person: If I let you refine your Qi, will you become an immortal?!

Chapter 247 The rebellious Duanmu Ying! Li Muxuan takes action and beats up the drowned dog?
On the martial arts field.

Then another monk was slapped down.

Everyone looked at Zhang Zhiwei, who was covered with golden light on the stage, and couldn't help showing wonder on their faces.

"What number is this?"

"the fifth!"

"The Three Putuo Temples are also a large sect with strong cultivation and methods. How could they be defeated so miserably?"

"It also depends on who you are facing! Junior Brother Zhiwei is a genius as famous as Immortal Buran. I, Longhu Mountain's own immortal seedling, should win easily, shouldn't I?"

One voice after another sounded.

The Tianshi Mansion disciples looked happy, this was a great opportunity to show their faces in front of outsiders.

Although they stepped on the Putuo Temple, which was also an upright sect, which somewhat affected their unity, who made their abbot offend their master? If they don't yell hard at this time, if Master sees them, he might suspect them of having second thoughts.

And at this time.

In this lively atmosphere.

Li Muxuan glanced around.

It was discovered that not only people from Longhu Mountain and Putuo Temple were present, but also disciples from other sects.

"Brother Li, what are you looking at?" At this time, Lu Ren noticed that Li Muxuan's mind was not on the stage, followed his gaze, and then smiled: "That's Tiangong Hall over there, and there are people from the Duanmu Family and Jishi Hall ”

"Tiangong Hall, Jishi Hall?"

Li Muxuan's eyes flashed with curiosity.

The world is huge.

Not all sects focus on Qi training, and many people pursue the peak of their skills.

For example, Tiangongtang is a sect that specializes in refining weapons, and Momen is mainly engaged in manufacturing various mechanisms, while Duanmu Family and Jishitang are proficient in medical skills.

They pay attention to starting from skills to Taoism.

Normally, he looks no different from ordinary practitioners, but when it comes to his own field.

It is easy to enter a state where I forget everything.

Of course, because all his skills are focused on external objects, he lacks the means to protect himself.

Therefore, they do not often move around the Jianghu, but move in fixed areas. At the same time, even if they do all kinds of evil, they will not cause trouble for them.

Think of this.

Li Muxuan asked: "Are they also participating in this operation?"

"Not participating directly."

Lu Ren shook his head and said, "Ambushing the Japanese this time is a major matter for the family and the country."

"We did not actively invite them to participate. They received the news themselves and came here to help, thinking that even if they could not go to the battlefield, they could still be responsible for the logistics and contribute to the operation."

The words fell.

He raised his hand and pointed to Tiangong Hall.

"That is Master Song from Tiangong Hall, and his three direct disciples."

"Zhao Chuanhai, Zhao Pingshan, and Ma Ben are here."

"Among them, even though Ma is short, he is several years older than me. He is also the most outstanding disciple of Tiangong Hall's generation, nicknamed Sanchi Xiaobanshu."

"Ma Ben is here"

Li Muxuan thought to himself.

Taoist disciples generally rarely move around in the world, and they don't pay much attention to things outside themselves.

So he had never dealt with Tiangongtang.

However, he had heard the names of Ma Ben, Zhao Quanhai, and Zhao Pingshan. After all, among the thirty-six thieves, Tiangong Hall had the most people, followed by King Kong, and almost the entire sect of the two merged into Quanxing.

And one of the eight magical skills is the magic machine.

This is what Ma Benzai realized.

Of course, he may not be the only one to realize this method, because according to the description in the comics.

Before his death, Ma Ben left his last words, believing that he was not qualified to inherit the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements. At the same time, the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements were also different from other magical skills. It involved three methods: Qimen, mechanisms and weapon refining.
Between thoughts.

Li Muxuan withdrew his gaze.

What happened to the thirty-six thieves had nothing to do with him, it was their own choice.

That's when.

Lu Ren introduced people from Jishi Hall not far away.

"That's Master Liu from Jishi Hall, the Duanmu family from the medical family, and Master Sanren Niu."

"They are all Xinglin experts."

"Especially Master Liu. It is said that as long as the patient is still breathing, he can administer acupuncture to save the patient's life. Master Niu next to him is proficient in the art of healing medicine and stone."

"As for the Duanmu family"

"Look at the little girl in red next to Master Liu, she is the young lady of the Duanmu family."

"It's a pity that this little girl of the Duanmu family has good qualifications. She joined Master Liu of Jishi Hall last year. But as a girl, the Duanmu family's methods may take advantage of someone in the future."

Lu Ren said in a thoughtful manner.

As the definite heir of the Lu family, he has dealt with many sects in the world.

Especially Tiangongtang and Jishitang. First of all, these two sects are in Yandi. Secondly, the Lu family has a lot of property and the clan members often move around the rivers and lakes. As a result, weapons are naturally indispensable, and it is impossible to find people who are injured or sick. Doctors heal.

So in a sense.

The Lu family can be considered a big customer of these factions.

"Ah."

Li Muxuan nodded in response.

The little girl of the Duanmu family, if he remembered correctly, should be Duanmu Ying among the thirty-six thieves.

As for why there are two hands behind the Lu family.

That's unknown.

However, one thing can be ruled out, that is, it is unlikely that the Lu family would force a child to be born.

After all, although Lu Ci is ruthless and not a moral character, he still has a bottom line. Even if he covets both hands, he will not go into battle personally.

In addition, Li Muchuan just took a walk around the Lu family.

I didn’t see the wordless monument in the comics.

From this point of view.

That tablet most likely belonged to Duanmuying, and she had reached some kind of deal with the Lu family.

Of course, this is just conjecture. Li Muxuan doesn't know the truth and doesn't care. Moreover, with his arrival, many things have changed.

It’s even unclear whether there will be thirty-six thieves in the future.

Think of this.

Li Muxuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In just a few days, he had encountered so many thirty-six thieves.

But that's normal.

After all, they are the elites of the sect.

If they hadn't made friends with Wu Gensheng, based on their talents and status in their respective sects, even if they didn't become sect leaders, they would still be famous elders in the world in a few decades.

While thinking.

There seemed to be a commotion over there at Jishi Hall.

"Dad, Master."

"I think the Western approach is no worse than ours when it comes to treating illnesses and saving lives, and it can even be more effective!"

"You see, we still have to listen to sounds, look at colors, feel the pulse, apply acupuncture, and dialectical pharmacology. It takes a long time to complete the whole process. If there is trauma and pus, it will be troublesome."

"And over in the West, a drug called penicillin has been released in recent years."

"It has miraculous effects in treating both internal and external injuries."

A little girl wearing a red skirt and gown looked up at the two elders.

"Nie Zhan, what do you know?"

The head of the Duanmu family cursed, and then said: "The Western style only treats the symptoms but not the root cause."

“If you have a headache, you’ll have to treat your head, and if you have a sore foot, you’ll have to treat your feet. Even if it is cured today, it may relapse in the future, let alone disemboweling and removing human organs!”

The words fell.

Master Liu, the leader of Jishi Hall, waved his hand.

"Hey, brother Duanmu, Yingzi is still young and doesn't understand these things. There is no need to scold him easily."

"Besides, the Western approach also has its merits."

Master Liu smiled and spoke.

He is very optimistic about his apprentice Duan Muying. Firstly, he is a good friend and disciple, and secondly, he has excellent medical talent.

Although he said he admired Western styles, in just one year, he learned a lot of his acupuncture techniques, and after keeping him with him for a few years to train him, it would not be a problem to inherit his mantle.

At this time, seeing her master supporting her, Duanmu Ying instantly became bolder.

"Yeah, master is right."

"Western medicine has its merits. When I grow up, I will go to the West to study medicine!"

As soon as these words came out.

The Duanmu family head, whose anger had just subsided, suddenly became angry.

"Isn't it enough for you to learn from the methods at home and from the teacher?"

"And for a girl like you, is it appropriate for you to run around? If you ask me, in a few years, I will find a good marriage for you, stay at home to raise a husband and children, and treat illnesses and save people!"

"I don't care, I'm going! If you can, beat me to death!"

Duanmuying scratched her neck.

"you!"

If it weren't for the large number of people, the head of the Duanmu family would have wanted to break this girl's legs right now.

Also noticing this, Duanmuying was not afraid at all. Her dream was to cure diseases and save people, but she did not want to be confined to home, let alone an arranged marriage.

Besides, she really admired the Western style.

It is different from traditional Chinese medicine.

The opponent directly cuts into the flesh and blood, viscera, and even cuts the brain open and installs it safely. This method is simply amazing!
Between thoughts.

She suddenly noticed someone in the distance looking towards her.

Immediately, he looked around and saw that it was the young master of the Lu family and a young Taoist priest dressed in white.

Duanmu Ying didn't pay attention to this, just treating it as a spectator, and instead planned in her heart that she would sneak out when she was eighteen years old in a few years.

"Brother Li, this Miss Duanmu really deserves her reputation. She is indeed a traitor."

After watching the excitement, Lu Ren smiled.

Li Muxuan glanced at it.

Apart from anything else, this Young Master Lu is quite gossipy and knows everything about people in the past.

Immediately, Li Muchuan turned off the sound and listened to the wind.

Look towards the stage.

I saw another monk standing opposite Zhang Zhiwei.

"Amitabha."

"Kongda of Fayu Zen Temple in Mount Putuo, come here to learn from fellow Taoist Zhang's great advice." A skinny monk with an old appearance, about forty years old, clasped his hands together.

"Master Kunda, please."

Zhang Zhiwei bowed and then glanced at the Three Putuo Temples.

This is already the seventh person to take the stage.

Count the abbot.

There are only twelve people in total.

You can probably stop after this fight, so as not to hurt the harmony between the two factions.

Just thinking about it.

A Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded in my ears.

"The black sandalwood Buddha reveals Laha, and the five chariots reveal Laha at night. I think of the power of Avalokitesvara, and all the wind and waves obey the orders."

The Kongda hand knot is the Dharma seal.

As he recited, a series of golden mantras appeared in everyone's sight.

Followed by.

The incantation creates a strong wind as cold as a knife.

Attacked Zhang Zhiwei very quickly.

"This method is a bit interesting."

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes flashed with curiosity, and the people in front of him were fist-fighting.

He thought that the Three Putuo Temples only had the Kung Fu technique of Vajra to subjugate demons, but he didn't expect that someone who knew mantra magic would pop up, which was relatively rare in Buddhism.

Only by sincerely reciting the scriptures every day and understanding them thoroughly can we master them.

Think of this.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the wind blade coming suddenly.

There is no option to use gold light to hard connect.

Instead, he stepped forward against the wind blade like a leisurely stroll, his feet and body moving about.

Every time he turned sideways or bent over, he just missed the wind blade. At the same time, the distance between him and Kong Da was also shrinking, eight meters, seven meters, four meters.
At this time, seeing the opponent getting closer and closer, the wind blade kept missing.

Cold sweat broke out on Kunda's forehead.

In an instant.

Even the voice reciting the incantation trembled.

After all, he had never seen this before.

Usually when I compete with my brothers in the sect, I usually recite scriptures or practice pile driving.

No one told him what to do if the wind blade couldn't hit the enemy? If you run, this is a competition. Surrendering and admitting defeat is insulting to the family tradition. Once you pull back, your mind will be distracted, and your control of the wind blade will inevitably weaken.

Now this situation is impossible to hit anyone.

Much less weakened.

For a while.

Kongda was helpless and could only stand there, reciting scriptures and controlling the wind blade.

I hope the opponent makes a positional mistake and is hit.

However, at this moment.

A tall figure had already walked up to him.

Seeing this, Kongda raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the opponent's big golden palm. His heart suddenly trembled. He even forgot to read the spell and was about to admit defeat.

Suddenly, there was a whistling wind, and then a loud bang!
The whole person's vision suddenly went dark.

next moment!
Under the strong inertia, with a pop, Kongda was instantly slapped to the ground.

"Sure enough."

After Zhang Zhiwei finished doing this, a bit of sigh flashed in his eyes.

Just look at the past few rounds of fighting.

It is undeniable that these monks still have a good foundation in kung fu, but they are completely unskilled. Their moves are not used in the transformation state, and they can only stand still.

His evaluation was that, unlike Lu Jin, at least that kid could spread the beans.

He is also better than the monks in terms of fists and feet.

However, just such a group of people are now going to the battlefield to fight to the death with the Japanese.

How is this different from committing suicide?

Just thinking about it.

A scolding sound suddenly sounded.

"evil creature!"

"My master asked you to compete with the masters from the Three Putuo Temples. Who asked you to do such a heavy hand!"

"If it's not embarrassing enough, get off now!"

Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing stared angrily, then turned to look at Zen Master Kuzhu beside him, and sighed: "Abbott, this kid doesn't have any sense of what he does."

"Although the young masters were not hurt, they were"

"Oh, it's all due to poor discipline and lax discipline. I apologize to you for this evil obstacle."

"Humph!"

Kuzhu's face suddenly darkened.

Then, he glared at Zhang Jingqing fiercely, and then turned to scan the disciples on his side.

Especially Kongda who just got up from the ground on the stage.

Compared to the Tianshi's complacency.

What makes him even more heartbroken is that he can't even fight!

To be honest, he could still make up for the losses in the previous few games. He was a bit stupid because of his clumsy punches and kicks, but his opponent was too strong and there was nothing he could do about it. But this Zhan Zhuang Mantra was a bit too stupid.

Go and ambush the Japanese cultivators like this.

Ten lives are not enough to die!

Think of this.

Kuzhu couldn't help but sigh.

Compared to Daomen.

My home has been comfortable for too long.

Far away on the island, no one usually looks for trouble and doesn't go out often.

At the same time, the practice is focused on the heart and does not care much about self-protection methods. If the guys from Bihe Mountain hadn't come here this time, they wouldn't even take care of this matter.

While thinking.

A dull voice sounded.

"Trinity Sect Li Muxuan has met Abbot Kuzhu. This junior would like to ask some masters of your temple for some advice."

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone looked at Li Muxuan with disbelief on their faces.

This is the time to launch a challenge.

What's the difference between beating up a drowned dog?
Could it be that.
Does the Trinity Gate have a grudge against the Three Putuo Temples?

Otherwise, in public, there would be no way of pushing people to the ground and trampling them crazily.

On the other side, Ku Zhu also looked at Li Muxuan in surprise.

If he offends the Heavenly Master, he will be beaten to admit it.

We don’t know each other!

Just thinking about it.

Li Muxuan's plain voice sounded again.

"Senior Kuzhu, please rest assured."

"This junior just wants to compete with a few masters and hone his skills. There will definitely be no injuries."

Hearing this, Ku Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up.

It turns out that I came here to be a sparring partner.

He is worthy of being the disciple of Zuomen Zhang. He has such a high level of ideological awareness. He is worried that his disciples won’t be able to fight!
On the other side, Li Muxuan glanced at the people in Putuo Temple.

Youdao is that serious illness requires strong medicine.

Only a few months left.

He naturally wouldn't teach you step by step, and it doesn't matter if you can't learn to fight.

At least you have to learn how to take a beating.

Just like his junior brother, he learned how to fight by fighting.

(End of this chapter)