Swordsman in Tianlong

() Chu Feng looked at the prescription, smiled and said to Qiao Feng: "It should be nothing serious." A mouthful of blood spewed out just now, and Chu Feng really felt that the chest tightness had eased a lot, and he looked at it again while speaking Two jars of wine on the table.

Qiao Feng looked at his eyes, although he was happy that drinking friends were hard to find, he still ignored him directly, and asked Bai Shijing seriously: "Brother Bai, what do you think?"

"Yo!" Bai Shijing's beard was pulled out by the doll again, and his face trembled in pain. When Qiao Feng asked him, he quickly replied, "The golden sore medicine on his right shoulder was given by the old man. It's just some skin trauma." Bai Shijing was a little bit distracted by the little baby, and after thinking about it, he said, "Lao Yun's four heavy punches came to him, did he leave some troubles?"

Everyone in the room thought that before Yun Zhonghe fell to his execution, Chu Feng was fighting with him, but he was always at a disadvantage, and he might have punched him dozens of times in the chest.Because of Chu Feng's right arm injury, after Bai Shijing helped him apply the golden sore medicine produced by Nianhua Temple, he kept wearing his coat at a slant. At this moment, he took off his coat and said, "It's just some skin trauma." On the chest A bruise, in the eyes of ordinary people, is very terrifying, but which of the people in the room has few lives on their hands, and which one has few wounds on their bodies?

Bai Shijing has been the law enforcement elder for more than ten years, and he is in charge of all the disciplines of the gang.The so-called true knowledge comes from practice, and he has been in charge of the Beggar Gang for many years. Whether it is his understanding of the precepts of the Beggar Gang or his famous stunt "Wrapping Silk Hands", he has made great progress.The most surprising thing is that in the process of law enforcement, his trauma treatment methods have also greatly improved.

Seeing the bruises on Chu Feng's chest, Bai Shijing apologized, but when he was too busy to treat his arm injury, he forgot the serious injury on his chest, and said, "Be patient."

As soon as Chu Feng nodded, he regretted it. Bai Shijing's "silk wrapping hand" was not for nothing. He held the doll in his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand were touching his chest.The five fingers were too close, and Chu Feng was a little dizzy from the shaking of his hand. He felt pain coming from several big acupoints in front of him, and a muffled groan was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"It shouldn't be a serious problem...Young people are too full of blood..." Bai Shijing withdrew his five fingers, feeling a little strange, just now his five fingers touched the big acupoint on Chu Feng's chest. Not to mention the strong internal energy around Chu Feng's body, he felt that his internal energy was a little bit weaker. Touching the surface of Chu Feng's body is like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.It was just a little internal strength, and he wondered if it was his own illusion. The doll on his chest started to playfully toss his beard again.

Chu Feng heard "the blood is too strong", he himself thought of Duan Yu's trip to Tianlong Temple, but he remembered that he first absorbed seven or eight disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect, and then absorbed a small part of the internal energy of a large group of martial arts masters. This is the internal force running disorderly.As for himself, Yun Zhonghe's internal strength had knocked him down, and he felt extremely ashamed when he thought about it, and he made up his mind to work hard in the future to live up to the name of "Beiming Divine Art".

In fact, his mouthful of blood and the Dali imperial doctor's bloodletting with leeches can be regarded as the same goal, but it's just the reason, and Chu Feng can't figure it out.He only remembered that Duan Yu couldn't move the internal energy, and finally his chest swelled and cracked, and he didn't find a way to solve it until Tianlong Temple; today he had a faint feeling that there was something wrong with the internal energy, and he was going to seek advice from the elders of the Beggars' Sect.Who knew that Qiao Feng would ask him to drink when he was going out, he was excited for a while and forgot about this most important matter.

As far as Chu Feng is concerned, the "river" is still narrow, and the "sea water" runs in it, so it is naturally difficult to move away, and the internal air is transported extremely slowly.He had just acquired the Ten Success Power of Yunzhonghe, and with his meridians being strong, it would take at most half a month to slowly get used to it.But the wine helps the blood energy, swallowing a sip of strong wine, the blood energy runs a little faster.Between this fast and slow, the spout of blood is still considered light.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's call came from a very far away, and Chu Feng was released from the predicament of being surrounded.

Chu Feng approved the clothes again, and was surprised to find that the sound of the Buddha's name fell in his ears, which was peaceful, but it could barely be said to be a "wake-up call".But right now, none of the guests in this inn woke up because of this.Doctor Wang yelled a few times just now, and the bartender rushed to accompany him and said "no" a few times.

The top and bottom of the beggar gang, starting from Qiao Feng, went to the entrance of the inn together.After thinking about it, Chu Feng still followed behind a few people.

No moon tonight.

With the dim light of the lanterns in front of the inn, Chu Feng could vaguely see many bald heads coming from the other side of the long street.As he walked, he walked lightly, obviously not wanting to disturb others.The Buddha's name just now, those who have not achieved internal strength, don't even want to hear it.

Qiao Feng and the others took three steps forward to welcome them outside the inn.

Even closer, Chu Feng still couldn't recognize the martial arts skills of these bald-headed young and old.But being so valued by the beggar gang, Qiao Feng could get out of the gate, even if he didn't recognize them, he could guess that these bald heads belonged to Shaolin Temple.

Qiao Feng grew up at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain when he was young, and he had studied under the disciple of Xuan Ku, an eminent Shaolin monk, so he has always paid great respect to Shaolin.After going back and forth, every time Qiao Feng went back to Shaoshi Mountain to visit his parents, he would only dare to do so in person, not wanting to disturb the whole Shaolin.

However, there is a gang in this temple, one is known as the source of martial arts in the world, and the other is known as the largest gang in the world. Although the two sects have been inseparable for a hundred years, the "Amitabha Buddha" that the Shaolin eminent monk has not approached has a deep meaning.Chu Feng didn't know much about the Shaolin Temple's martial arts seniority, that's all. Looking at the figure slowly revealed under the light, the six elders of the Beggar Clan sighed in their hearts: This kind of favor is greatly owed. .

"My monastery presiding officer Xuanci respectfully: I suddenly heard that the sages of the first rank in Western Xia are visiting Luoyang, and the monks of the thirteen guards are going to wait for the orders from the chief Qiao." The first monk said loudly, "I don't want to preside over the brother, but I am too worried. I only regret that this old monk was not able to arrive half a day early to witness the majesty of the Beggar Clan."

The speaker was an old monk, wearing yellow monk robes, since he called Xuan Ci "Senior Brother Presiding Officer", he was naturally an eminent monk of Xuan Ci's generation.Hearing the old monk's words, Chu Feng was even more surprised to find that there were actually four people walking side by side with him along the way, and they should be of the same generation as him.

Qiao Feng said loudly: "It turned out to be Master Xuannan." If he looked at Shaolin Temple's seniority, this monk Xuannan was earlier than his master Xuanku, so he might even call him "Master Uncle".But now he is the leader of the Beggar Clan, this "Master" has made Xuan Nan extremely uncomfortable.