I have many teachers

Chapter 93 Swordsmanship and Medicine Bath

On the solitary peak, Mr. Ying waved his hand to shake out sword qi, the sound was like thunder piercing the sky, sealing off the edge of the solitary peak, only the sound of sword qi piercing the sky could be heard in his ears, the sharp aura was directly approaching Wang Anfeng's face, the young man felt his whole body trembling. The hairs suddenly rose, as if the next moment, a divine sword came from a certain place, chopping him into several pieces.

The scholar put his hands behind his back, glanced at the bottom of the lonely peak with disdain, then landed on Wang Anfeng again, frowned slightly, and said:

"My swordsmanship is complicated, and your foundation is far from being able to learn inner magic."

"But if you only pursue complex moves, there is a kung fu. I have seen countless sword moves in the world, integrated and integrated, and created 72 moves, which is the cornerstone of entry into a peak swordsmanship."

"Just right."

After saying that, he shook his hands casually, and an eight-faced Han sword appeared, slashing at will, tearing the air and making a sharp sound of piercing the air, he glanced at Wang Anfeng sideways, and shouted coldly:

"Since you want to learn, watch carefully."

"I'll take the teaching test later, if it's hard to satisfy me...humph!"

The boy's scalp went numb, and he said yes, and his ears began to drink.

"The first move, the green dragon breaks through the water, and specializes in disrupting spear and spear techniques."

"Even if it's the golden phoenix's random nodding marksmanship in a famous town in the rivers and lakes, it can be broken at will."

"Alright!"

In the sound of the words, the long sword was released, and the sword moves were as chaotic as water, but they were extremely solid and sharp. After the sword technique was used all the way, the shadow of the sword was continuous, like water. Like a blue dragon breaking through the water, it roared and rushed forward, tearing and smashing the air one foot square in front of it.

The sword's momentum gradually became fiercer, and the style changed suddenly. It was extremely vicious, unknowingly, and the sudden violent move made it impossible to guard against. Wang Anfeng brought this sword to the opponent, and he broke out in a cold sweat unconsciously. I just feel that this sword is violent and decisive, and my martial arts will definitely not survive.

A cold voice rang in my ears.

"The second sword move, the long snake shakes its tail, breaking the double halberds and double crutches."

The sword move changed again, the sword light was dense and dense, and the killing intent was endless, which made the boy's scalp tingle for a while.

The familiar voice rang again and again, and every time it rang, the style of swordsmanship in front of him would change suddenly.

All kinds of sword moves and sword skills can be seen from the same source, the general changes in the moves are not complicated, but the subtleties are different in style, and the combination is completely different, but they are all wonderful sword moves and sword skills.It was staged again and again in front of the teenagers.

Wang Anfeng's eyes widened, he stared at this sword skill, afraid of missing a point, but how could he remember it, he only felt that the sword light in front of his eyes was sharp, changing endlessly, and the cold shout in his ears included all he knew All weapon moves.

"Immortal catches turtles, breaking the meteor hammer method!"

"The root of the ancient tree is twisted, and the sword is broken all the way!"

"The sky is full of stars, breaking the tiger's hook!"

"Row to the top, break the Taoist thaumaturgy!"

The sword light is sharp, until the No.70 second position, the nine phoenixes are facing the sun, breaking the true energy of the inner family, the sword shadow returns to one, and the scholar throws it casually, the wooden sword rotates upwards, and then it is firmly nailed into the hard On the rocky ground, Weng Ming continued, and the sword's edge oscillated left and right, creating a layer of ripples that seemed substantial.

The scholar in green shirt stood with his hands behind his back and said:

"This sword has complicated sword powers, and it is dedicated to the pinnacle of skill, which is enough to make you the roost below the third rank."

The voice paused slightly, then said lightly again:
"Within seven days, practice it."

At this time, Wang Anfeng still had sword lights flashing in front of his eyes, he was a little shocked when he heard the words, and subconsciously said:
"Seven days?"

"This……"

The scribe took a step sideways, saw him sneer, and said:

"It was you who wanted me to teach you complicated swordsmanship, but now I have taught you, but you don't learn?"

"Are you teasing the elders?"

The boy took a step back and said:
"Junior dare not."

Mr. Ying sneered, and said, "Don't dare, that is, you have the heart but no courage?"

Wang Anfeng opened his mouth, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, he didn't know how to answer, the scribe flicked his sleeves and said coldly:

"72 hands are broken, and the core is broken."

"Don't worry, relying on Tongren Lane, I will definitely allow you to enter in seven days."

The young man's face was slightly stagnant, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he bowed his hands stiffly, and said:

"Since that's the case, thank you, sir."

The scribe nodded, the corners of his mouth curved coldly.

"No need."

"Huainanzi" once said that the way of heaven is mysterious and silent, there is nothing to tolerate and nothing to do, it is immeasurable and unfathomable.

Facts have proved that Mr. Ying's methods are also unfathomable to the poor imagination of the teenager.

Langyue hangs in the sky, and outside Tongren Lane, a huge wooden barrel is filled with brown liquid medicine. Wang Anfeng is lying in it, only showing his head outside. Still trembling slightly.

If the opponents in Tongren Lane are in normal times, it's a martial arts competition, a sparring, there are rules, and it's time to stop.

Then the opponents in the past few days are fighting, fighting for their lives, and they have almost nothing to fear, and they will never stop dying.

In the beginning, they were just opponents with similar martial arts skills, and then they became besieged by two or three people, and their skills were also steadily improving.

For example, just now, one used the sword, sharp and aggressive, and the other used the hammer, which was so powerful that he had to crush the complicated sword style and use it. Immortals caught turtles, and ancient trees entangled their roots. Pushed to the limit, he only tried his best to defeat one person, and was thrown out of the alley by the heavy hammer. The blood in his chest was churning, and it was difficult to move his strength.

One more blow, and you will be defeated and die.

Thinking of the result, Wang Anfeng still had lingering fears. With a swipe of Wu Changqing's right hand, more than a dozen silver needles on the boy's acupoints oscillated and made sounds, dispersing the stagnant Qi in his chest and abdomen. The medicine surged and penetrated into his body. The Buddhist internal force circulating in the body slowly calms the churning qi and blood.

After a while, the young man exhaled and felt that the turbulent Qi and blood in his body had calmed down, so he planned to get up and continue to hone his sword skills in the Tongren Lane, but just moved a little, and the old man pressed back the liquid medicine Among them, a splash of water was stirred up.

In front of him, Wu Changqing twirled his beard with a smile, waved his hand and said:

"Wait, wait..."

"Let's not be in a hurry to go in and fight. Today, it's time for Second Master to teach you some ways to survive..."

The boy scratched his head and said:

"Second Master...I, I haven't even been able to learn the sword style yet..."

The old man raised his hand, tapped Wang Anfeng's forehead lightly, and said with a smile:

"Look at you, who said it was martial arts?"

"Our Yaowang Valley is famous for its medical and poisonous skills, and it doesn't rely on fighting and killing martial arts. An Feng, you have suffered from poisoning before, how dare you underestimate this poisonous technique?"

When Wang Anfeng heard the words, he recalled what happened outside Guangwu City a few months ago.

That bandit is by no means his single enemy, but with a pot of ecstasy, he was overthrown. If he hadn't made some small achievements in his cultivation and protected his body with a Buddhist golden bell cover, he might have really passed out and been slaughtered , his expression couldn't help but slightly chill.

Taking advantage of this time, the old man took out many porcelain bottles from the medicine bag and poured them all into the wooden barrel. The fragrance of the medicine filled the air again. With a wave of his sleeve, the mellow internal energy evaporated like a cloud, and the temperature of the cold medicine liquid rose again. The zhenqi was stirred up and turned into a thin thread like a substance, and the silver needles were dropped on several big points on the young man's body. Sometimes he used the method of tonic to inhale, and sometimes he used the method of purging to force out the useless medicine to prevent the accumulation of poison.

Such a body that is invulnerable to all poisons is not achieved in a day, and there is no pressure on Wu Changqing, so the old man still has the energy to chat and laugh with the young man while administering the needle, saying:
"This is one of the true secrets of our Medicine King Valley. After the mastery, not only your own body is invulnerable to all poisons, but even your internal strength will naturally have the miraculous effect of detoxification and healing."

"At that time, ninety-nine percent of the poisons in the world will no longer be in your eyes. Don't talk about drugs, even if they are strange poisons, they will be harmless to you, and even have a beneficial effect."

Wang Anfeng was shocked when he heard the words, and blurted out:

"Wouldn't that have restrained those Jianghu masters who used poison to death?"

Wu Changqing smiled and said:
"That's not necessarily the case. In the world of martial arts, romantic figures have emerged from generation to generation. Since the ancestors of our Yaowang Valley were able to create such magical skills, it is normal for those who came later to find a way to restrain them?"

"If the ancestor knew that in the next few hundred years, someone would break the unique knowledge he was proud of, I'm afraid he would be overjoyed and drunk."

At this time, the medicine gradually penetrated into the body, causing a tingling, numb and itchy feeling, which gradually became more intense, and sweat stains ooze from the young man's forehead. Wu Changqing knew what it was like to exercise in the medicine bath for the first time, so he took the initiative to provoke the topic and chat about it with a smile Funny things from that year, to distract Wang Anfeng's attention.

After talking for a long time, the most difficult moment was finally passed. The boy did not show unbearable or worst drug intolerance reaction.

Although it has been confirmed before that Wang Anfeng's physique is not the type that is naturally difficult to withstand the power of medicine, Wu Changqing is secretly relieved, there are sweat stains on his forehead, and he is actually more tired than when he was exercising.In vain he has deep internal energy, but at this moment he is no different from an ordinary old man, after a few breaths, the internal energy circulated, and just now he suppressed the exhaustion, and smiled at Wang Anfeng:
"The medicated bath is successful. Although it's not too hot, the drug like last time won't fascinate you anymore."

"In this way, we can feel relieved when you walk in the rivers and lakes in the future."

"Get up."

Wang Anfeng nodded. At this time, his body was still extremely uncomfortable, as if there were countless fine needles in his body, and the pain was long. However, in order not to worry the old man, he still looked calm as usual, got up and circulated his internal force, making the remaining After the liquid medicine evaporated, I changed into my clothes.

Every movement, there are countless silver needles like ox hair, densely stuck in the place where it touches other things, cold sweat oozes from the boy's forehead, but because of the evaporating mist, he was not noticed immediately, in order to divert Wu Changqing's attention , then smiled and said:
"The disciple is able to ignore the drugs now, the skill of the second master is so deep, I am afraid that there is no poison that can invade the body..."

The old man stroked his beard and laughed when he heard the words, and said: "That's natural... Even those so-called gut-piercing poisons are only beneficial to the old man. Our medicine king valley can use basic pharmacology to kill all poisons in the world. Incorporating it into it will finally eliminate its toxicity with pharmacology, and turn it into a piece of Hunyuan vitality to nourish itself."

"There is a name, it is called the hybrid body."

At this time, the pain in Wang Anfeng's body also gradually subsided, he was slightly relieved, and said with a smile:
"Isn't Second Master regretful?"

The old man wondered: "I am happy all my life, what regrets do I have?"

"Did Second Master never know what it's like to be poisoned?"

The old man was slightly stunned, pointing at Wang Anfeng who rarely showed a youthful look in front of him, he couldn't laugh or cry:

"You, you...you came here to make a joke about being a teacher, aren't you looking for a fight?"

While speaking, he lifted the wooden stick in his hand and made a gesture to hit him. The young man clasped his fists to beg for mercy, but the old man shook his head helplessly. Somehow he remembered something, his expression became more serious, and he sighed:

"If you talk about being poisoned...you've actually been hit."

The young man was slightly stunned, and then he heard Wu Changqing say in a complicated tone: "Being poisoned, the heart is stagnant, the spirit is depressed, the heartbeat is irregular, the thoughts are rigid like a Mohist mechanism, and the whole body is like paralysis. Time passes and I don't know it."

The old man spoke out many extremely serious symptoms one after another, startled the young man, and said:
"This... what kind of strange poison is this..."

"It's so vicious!"

Wu Changqing couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, raised his hand and tapped the young man's forehead, saying:

"It's the poison of love... When you fall in love at first sight, it's sinking to see you again."

"Women in the world are poisonous. Although they are not fatal, they can make life worse than death. Although life is worse than death, they are partial to life, and they are as sweet as sugar."

"An Feng, you haven't finished your kung fu, don't try..."

The young man nodded ignorantly, his appearance half-knowledgeable, the old man laughed, but remembered that the young man was not yet fourteen at the moment.

Where do you know what love is?

A moment later, Wang Anfeng re-entered Tongren Lane to practice, but Wu Changqing's conversation just now stirred up the memories that had been suppressed in his heart, and his thoughts were turbulent. Wan, but actually a naughty girl.

"Little apprentice, remember that no one in the world will believe..."

"What? They say you are not loyal enough? Now, you say that, you are a girl."

"Girls, occasionally be more suspicious and stingy."

"Isn't it normal to be a little suspicious once in a while."

"Stinky Taoist priest, what are you laughing at!" The girl who was teaching her apprentice raised her head, and gave the gentle young man leaning on the wooden pillar a hard look.

"Hahahahaha~"

After all, the young doctor couldn't hold back, and his loud laughter became more and more wanton, but it finally became misty and slowly dissipated into the already somewhat muddy memory. Wu Changqing's eyes softened, and he lay down on the bamboo chair, leisurely, with a low voice. grunt.

Enter my Acacia door, know that I am sad.

Long-term lovesickness is long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness is endless.

If I knew it would be so stumbling, how could it be...

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