Jidao Wusheng: I am invincible in my flesh and tear the weirdness apart with my bare hands

Chapter 34 Tracking! Wind-fixing Pile
"Don't worry, Xiaoyue. Let me count whether you have any of your sister's personal belongings on you."

A man in a Taoist robe and a tall hat was sitting cross-legged nearby. He asked calmly, his face expression calm, as if nothing could affect him.

This person is the Brother Ming mentioned by Fang Qiuyue, Li Ziming.

"Have."

Fang Qiuyue took off a hairpin from her head and handed it to Li Ziming.

Li Ziming suddenly cried out "ouch".

"What's wrong?" Fang Qiuyue looked nervous, "Did something happen to my sister?"

"No, it was your hairpin that pricked my hand." Li Ziming said lightly.

Fang Qiuyue: “…”

"It's already this time, and you're still joking, Brother Ming." Fang Qiuyue said angrily.

Li Ziming's expression remained indifferent, and he said, "No kidding, if you protect me, I will settle the score for you."

Swish!
He just flicked his sleeves and threw a row of tortoise shells of different sizes onto the ground, forming a circle like a snake's mouth swallowing its tail.

Then, he placed the hairpin inside the circle and muttered something.

"Put your blood on the hairpin."

"Yes." Fang Qiuyue did as she was told.

Li Ziming shouted in a low voice: "The blood of the closest relatives can help us find their whereabouts. Let's go!"

Tweet!
With a sharp sound, the hairpin began to spin wildly.

suddenly.

There was a clang.

The hairpin broke into two!

Fang Qiuyue was startled and shouted, "What's wrong? Why is the hairpin broken? This is what our late mother left for us sisters. You have to compensate me..."

"Let's not talk about compensation for now."

Li Ziming shook his head and sighed, "It's an ominous sign that something close to your body was suddenly cut off. I'm afraid your sister has met with a disaster."

Fang Qiuyue was furious: "You are talking nonsense! My sister is a very lucky person, nothing will happen to her, you must have miscalculated!"

"There's no way I could be wrong. Instead of arguing with me about this, why don't you let me calculate for you where your sister got into trouble?"

Li Ziming simply ignored Fang Qiuyue's anger and continued speaking calmly.

"You count!"

Fang Qiuyue said through gritted teeth.

Although she had a lot of temper, she could only endure it helplessly when facing Li Ziming's dead face.

"I gave you a free calculation today, but even brothers have to settle accounts, so you have to pay more this time."

Li Ziming raised a finger and said, "For the sake of our friendship, I'll give you credit. You owe me an evil spirit, just give it to me within three months."

Fang Qiuyue said angrily: "It's a debt, stop talking nonsense and settle it quickly!"

"As ordered."

Li Ziming held the broken end of the hairpin in his hand and squeezed it hard, and the end turned into powder.

He poured the powder into the tortoise shell circle, placed the hairpin on the powder, then put his left and right hands together to make a sword shape, and muttered something.

Suddenly, he pointed his sword at the hairpin and shouted, "Quick!"

Whoosh!
The hairpin suddenly turned and pointed towards Fang Qiuyue.

"What!?"

Fang Qiuyue was furious: "What does this mean? Are you saying that I harmed my sister?"

"No. What I mean is that something happened to your sister in your direction. Take a rest today. I will accompany you in this direction tomorrow and we will definitely find your sister's trace."

"Why don't you leave now? With your strength, are you afraid of the dark?" Fang Qiuyue provoked.

Li Ziming ignored the provocation, lying on the straw mat, and said calmly: "Of course I'm not afraid, I'm just tired. Don't disturb my sleep, otherwise I won't accompany you tomorrow." "You!"

Fang Qiuyue was furious, but facing this stubborn guy, she could only sulk in the dark.

Fang Qiuyue had been with so many men, and every one of them would respond to her requests. They were afraid that she would melt if they held her in their hands. Even if she asked them to die, they would have no complaints.

But this Li Ziming doesn't cherish me at all. He always bargains with me. I don't know how difficult it is to ask him to do something for me.

If those obedient losers hadn't died, I would never look for that bastard Li Ziming.

Li Ziming didn't know what Fang Qiuyue was thinking.

At this time, he had fallen asleep and even started snoring.

……

Jincheng.

Under Tiefeng's guidance, Zhang Lingshan met the herbal medicine collector named Wu Zheng.

"Let me teach you my leg techniques separately, starting with the standing practice?"

After listening to Zhang Lingshan's idea, Wu Zheng said straightforwardly, "Okay. But you have to pay me twenty taels first, and then write me an IOU for thirty taels, and pay it back within a month. Tiefeng will be the guarantor. If he can't pay it back, I'll look for you. If you can't pay it back, I'll look for your father!"

Tiefeng's face turned pale. He didn't expect that he would get himself trapped by pulling a string.

But he believed in Zhang Lingshan's character, and the other party saved his father's life, so it didn't matter even if they accepted the fifty taels.

So he nodded heavily and said, "Okay. But you have to promise that after you get the thirty taels, you will also teach me the following leg techniques."

"Of course, that's what we agreed on."

The three of them have reached an agreement.

So he found an old man with a pen in Feng's house and asked him to write a document, and both parties signed and sealed it.

Then, Wu Zheng stopped talking nonsense, returned to the yard, and taught Zhang Lingshan the standing meditation.

This kind of standing meditation is called Dingfeng Posture.

As the name suggests, the main theme of the pile is the word "determination".

The movements are complex and varied, but the feet never move, like a willow tree swaying in the wind.

The willow leaves rustled and the catkins flew everywhere, but the roots of the tree remained firmly entrenched in the ground, unmoving.

"This stance is about actual combat. When you can keep your feet on the same spot no matter how the opponent attacks you, and only use other parts of your body to dodge the counterattack, you will have mastered it. So you'd better find a sparring partner, so you can get twice the result with half the effort."

Wu Zheng said this earnestly, then smiled.

Zhang Lingshan asked, "Can I ask you to be my sparring partner?"

"Of course. But the price is different. Twenty taels for twenty hours." Wu Zheng smiled even more brightly.

Zhang Lingshan suddenly realized.

It turns out he was waiting for me here.

Just say that it was passed to me so easily. Considering the value of the Dingfeng Pillar, twenty taels is not expensive, and it is even a bit cheap.

However, this skill is much more difficult to practice than Zhengyang Posture.

If I didn't have the energy points on the panel, I would have fallen into Wu Zheng's trap and given him money.

"too expensive."

Zhang Lingshan shook his head.

Wu Zheng made a gesture of invitation: "Then please go ahead. If you want to come and practice with me in the future, you are always welcome."

He was not in a hurry. He believed that once Zhang Lingshan realized the difficulty of practicing Dingfeng Posture, he would come to him and give him money to ask him to be his sparring partner.

You have to know that when he was practicing this standing meditation, he not only had his master to accompany him and guide him wholeheartedly, but he also had to take special medicine to nourish his body, otherwise his calves would not be able to bear it after practicing for a period of time.

In this way, it took me three full years to finally master this standing practice.

This shows how difficult the Dingfeng Post is.

All in all, Wu Zheng is sure to make money!
(End of this chapter)