Super Monk

When Zhao Fugui returned to the golden house villa, he fixed his right hand slightly, then sat down cross legged and began to collect his scattered Daoli. In the last punch of the first world war just now, most of Zhao Fugui's Daoli were compressed into his bones, and the rest of his Daoli were almost scattered, leaving only one layer in the tenth floor.

But fortunately, Taiping daoshu didn't practice physical training, otherwise it would be a strong master of yichongtian. I'm afraid Luo zhantian would blow him up. I have to say that Luo zhantian's talent in boxing is really amazing.

Zhao Fugui sat cross legged on the bed and began to look inside. Cracks appeared in many places of his pale gold bone. However, Daoli entered the bone and merged with Zhao Fugui's flesh and blood bone. The color of pale gold became darker, and there was a trend of great success in bone refining.

As long as you give Zhao Fugui a period of time to cultivate himself, it's absolutely a matter of time before he can achieve great success. Zhao Fugui carefully runs Daoli, condenses the scattered Daoli in his body, and slowly makes his blood flow smooth and vigorous again.

The metabolism speed of a strong master is far faster than that of an ordinary person. The tiny cracks in Zhao Fugui's body will recover quickly, but even a master can't recover easily if he has injured his arm bones. It takes about three months for an ordinary person to recover from a broken arm in 100 days. Although a master can recover much faster, it's hard to recover in less than a month or more.

Zhao Fugui recovered for two or three hours as soon as he entered the final decision. It was only after two or three hours that Zhao Fugui basically recovered. Except for the injuries on his arm, all the other hidden injuries Zhao Fugui had basically cleared away.

Zhao Fugui's consciousness enters the sea of knowledge and observes the slowly burning wick from the outside of the pagoda. The wick is firmly suppressed in the bottom layer by the pagoda. The golden light covers the wick. The burning of the wick becomes extremely slow, but the wick has no tendency to go out, and the burning is very firm.

After observing for a long time, Zhao Fugui couldn't figure out what it was, but one thing is for sure, no matter what the magic of that Buddhist lamp is, its biggest secret should be hidden in this wick.

After observing for a long time and not knowing what the wick was, Zhao Fugui's consciousness retreated from the sea of knowledge, opened his eyes, stood up and went out.

"Brother Zhao, are you awake? Are you all right? " Chen Xixi saw Zhao Fugui come out of the room, immediately surprised and asked.

"Well, I'm fine!" Zhao Fugui nodded and his broken arm was fixed in front of his chest. Although he was injured, he felt more energetic than ever.

"Master Zhao, are you hungry? I'm going to order lunch at once Chen island Master and nervous and excited said, then immediately rub hands, hurried out.

"By the way, brother Zhao, Mr. Lei is still waiting to see you. He has been waiting outside for several hours. Do you want to see him?" Chen Xi Xi seemed to have just remembered and asked.

"Old man ray? I just have an account to settle with the Lei family. Go and let him in! " Zhao Fugui frowned and nodded.

"Well, I'll call him!" Chen Xi Xi's head nodded and ran out happily. After a while, old Lei's timid figure appeared at the door.

"Master Zhao!" Old man Lei smiles and sees Zhao Fugui trot in. He sneaks around and finds that Chen Xixi comes in again. He whispers, "master Zhao, can you let Miss Chen go out first? I want to have a private talk with you!"

"In private?" Zhao Fugui looks at old Lei suspiciously. He doesn't know what he wants to do. However, the people of the Lei family have a ghost in their heart. In a challenge arena, they even secretly inform Luo zhantian to come and deal with him. Zhao Fugui is full of vigilance against these guys.

Just now when he was healing in the villa room, Zhao Fugui released all the ghost generals and mandrill Dahei and guarded outside the room. If the Lei family wanted to sneak attack, the ghost generals and mandrill Dahei would not be polite to them.

Chen Xi Xi was not happy to toot his mouth. Zhao Fugui waved his hand and said, "Xi Xi, you go out first, I'll talk to old man Lei!"

"Oh Chen Xi Xi nodded unhappily and turned around and walked out.

"Master Zhao, I'm an outside elder. I don't have the ability to make decisions. Don't blame me. I'm also following orders." As soon as Chen Xi left, old Lei couldn't wait to say.

"Luo zhantian was informed by the Lei family, right? As soon as he dies, I'll form a death feud with Hong Gang. I'm sure there will be more trouble in the future! " Zhao Fugui said coldly.

"Mr. Zhao, I dare not talk too much about the family leader. Although Hong Gang is strong, their great sage will not move lightly. The little sage may not be your opponent, and you may not be afraid of them!" Old Lei stealthily looked around, carefully took out a sheepskin pamphlet from his arms, and said in a low voice, "Luo zhantian has been trying to figure out boxing all his life, so I guess he will take his notes with him and watch the performance day by day. Just now, I took other members of the Lei family away and quietly took Luo zhantian's notes!"

Zhao Fugui's eyes were fixed. He didn't expect that Luo zhantian would leave the notes of seven steps to collapse the sky boxing. But when he thought about it, Zhao Fugui understood it again.Luo Zhan Tiangui is a great master. He is not afraid that others will snatch notes or lose them. In addition, he has not fully deduced the subsequent boxing techniques of seven step bengtian boxing. He must record his inspiration at any time, or carefully ponder the previous boxing techniques and study the subsequent boxing techniques.

It's also common sense to take this note with him. Luo zhantian didn't expect that he would die here and didn't want others to see his boxing skills. He certainly didn't feel at ease to put the note elsewhere and replace it with Zhao Fugui. I'm afraid Zhao Fugui would also take the note with him.

Old man Lei is afraid of Zhao Fugui's anger. The Lei family pushes him out to be a ghost. He doesn't dare to leave this note and wants to use it for his life.

"Is there any other copy of this note? Have you seen it? " Zhao Fugui took his notes and turned them over. He asked old man Lei in a deep voice.

"Master Zhao, how dare I leave other transcripts? If the Lei family finds the transcripts and knows that I gave them to master Zhao, I'm afraid they will kill me immediately! I didn't read the notes either. If I did, it would be a dead end if I let out the slightest trace! " Old man Lei said quickly, "except for Luo zhantian and master Zhao, no one else can know about this note. I just ask Master Zhao not to pursue today's affairs and spare my life!"