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Early morning.

Wang Cheng led a group of people on foot towards Wusheng Mountain.

He is now a person who drags his family, has a fiancée who has drunk the marriage banquet, and several apprentices, and of course, two junior sisters who can't forget.

Now, all the people around him have entered the Martial Saint Mountain Gate, and they are practicing the authentic Dao Gate boxing method, and everyone's understanding is not low. So at this moment, everyone walking beside him has a bit of a dusty breath, Yang Qingyu is no exception, she has already read the Daomen classics for a long time under the influence of Wang Cheng, Daomen Taiji is not shallow, fusing Yang's Taiji, her Taijiquan is already in its own vein.

Along the way, no one spoke, Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu walked in the front, followed by Wang Yuanyuan and Wang Xiaolin, followed by the senior brother Zhang Shaoyun with a few junior sisters, but Zhang Shaoyun, the senior brother, felt a little guilty.

When the group came to the foot of Wusheng Mountain, the sun had not yet climbed out of the horizon from the east.

And at the foot of the mountain, there are already people waiting for them.

A man and a woman, the woman is Wen Ying, whom Wang Cheng knows, the man is not very old, about thirty at most, but he exudes a mature atmosphere on his body, and at first glance he is a stable person who has a lot of experience and is already making his own decisions. However, the powerful inner family aura exuded from his body should not be underestimated.

Wang Cheng could see that the inner family atmosphere of the two was from the same family, that is, from the same family.

Wen Ying stepped forward and hugged Wang Cheng and said, "Wang Cheng, this is my eldest brother Wen Yong." ”

Wen Yong smiled and hugged his fist at Wang Cheng and said, "Wen Yong is down." I have long heard the name of King Cheng of Wusheng Mountain. See you today. Sure enough, meeting is even more famous, and you are more powerful than the legend says. ”

"Hehe, it's over. ”

Wang Cheng smiled faintly, with some transcendent aura on his body, and said to the two, "Are you waiting for me?"

Wen Yong said with a smile: "Of course, we have heard in Europe that Wang Cheng's medical skills are unrivaled in the world and can treat cancer, which our old man can't do." A few days ago, my sister Wen Ying asked you to treat my grandfather. Please forgive my sister for being abrupt, as long as you can make a move, no matter what the result is, we will be grateful. ”

Wang Cheng glanced at Wen Ying, who seemed very well-behaved in the presence of Wen Yong and did not speak. It seems that the Wen family is indeed a family that attaches great importance to tradition, and in the presence of the eldest son, Wen Ying is not qualified to speak.

"Okay, I did promise Wenying. I don't dare to say if it can be treated, I'll go see it first. ”

Wang Cheng said casually. And he went up the mountain.

Wen Yong and Wen Ying both walked up together, and the two of them smiled and nodded at Yang Qingyu and the others, showing good family upbringing.

When I came to the mountain, the sun just appeared from the eastern horizon, and the warm sunlight shone on Wusheng Mountain.

Walking to the backyard, Wang Cheng and the others saw Taoist Changhe and another old man practicing boxing together in the courtyard, and Bale watched not far away.

Changhe Taoist practiced the Tiangang boxing method, and his recent comprehension of the Tiangang boxing method was also deepening, and between every move, there was a feeling of Huanghuang Tianwei, and there seemed to be a thunderous sound between the movements.

And the other old man practiced a rather peculiar pictographic boxing!

I saw that he was sometimes as light as a crane, sometimes as thick as a bear, sometimes as powerful as a tiger, and sometimes as flexible as a monkey......

This seems to be the Huatuo Five Fowl Drama that is widely circulated among the people.

The Wen family is the descendant of Hua Tuo, and it is naturally the most authentic Hua Tuo Five Fowl Opera that is cultivated.

Wang Cheng could see that the five fowl opera practiced by this old man was very different from the folk five fowl opera, almost not the same boxing technique, but the same name.

Every move of this old man is matched with extremely complex inner breathing, and every movement exudes an extremely hot breath, which is obviously an extremely deep pure yang qi and blood!

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu stepped forward together and said respectfully: "The master is early, and the seniors are early." ”

Wang Yuanyuan and Wang Xiaolin also said together: "The master is early, and the predecessor is early." ”

Zhang Shaoyun and other junior disciples together: "The master is early, the seniors are early!"

Everyone present respected the rules of the sect. Every sect family with inheritance is extremely particular about the rules, because this is one of the manifestations of the inheritance. What's more, there are also Wen family heirs who have also been inherited from the Three Kingdoms period, so there can be no mistakes.

WhewW......

Daoist Changhe exhaled a breath of hot breath and put away the Tiangang Fist Method, it can be seen that he is still a little reluctant to practice the Tiangang Fist Technique now, this is a typical unstable foundation, if he has a pure Yang foundation, he may not be so reluctant, and the power will be raised to a higher level again.

It's a pity that he has no chance in his life.

Looking at Wang Cheng, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he saw that Wang Cheng had a ******** balance aura on his body, which was a manifestation of comprehending more of the true meaning of the Daomen, which he had never seen in his master Xuan Ding Zhenren back then.

"Well, you're all here. ”

Daoist Changhe sat down, greeted Wang Cheng and the others, and then asked Wang Cheng, "You promised to treat Wen Laowei's injuries?"

Wang Cheng looked at the old man of the Wen family who was still practicing the Five Fowl Opera over there, nodded and said, "Yes, I have a private deal with Wen Ying, and I promised to help her treat the Wen family's seniors, but I don't dare to guarantee that she will be cured." ”

Call..............................

Then!

The old man of the Wen family, who had been practicing boxing next to him, also stopped suddenly, and stood there with his feet in a strange posture, like a deer, and like something else, with a lot of pictographic boxing on his body, but his aura was powerful and terrifying......

I saw that when he closed his fists and stood up, the changes in his breathing were complex and indescribable, almost in an instant, there were more than ten or twenty changes, and then he spit out in one breath, which lasted for a long time, and the scorching breath came out, contaminating the air within a radius of dozens of meters around him.

Pure yang breath, powerful as since!

This kind of inner family cultivation. It's still above the Changhe Taoist. He stood there as if the sun was rising in the east.

The old man of the Wen family turned to look at Wang Cheng. With obvious appreciation in his eyes, he smiled and said: "I almost married your master back then, but unfortunately it didn't work out, you can just call me uncle, it seems that you are much more promising than your master, not only is your martial arts comprehension stronger, but also your ability is more." ”

Daoist Changhe said with a dark face: "Smell the old man, that's enough." ”

The full name of the old man of the Wen family is Wen Donggui. A very representative name, he was not this name seventy years ago. At that time, they emigrated to Europe with their family, and he was still a 20-year-old teenager at the time, so he changed his name to Donggui, representing his nostalgia for his hometown.

Wang Cheng clenched his fists at Wen Donggui and said solemnly: "I've seen Uncle Wen." ”

Wen Donggui nodded, his eyes never left Wang Cheng's body, and then swept over the people behind Wang Cheng, stopped at Wang Yuanyuan and Wang Xiaolin, shock flashed in his eyes, and he sat down and said, "Wang Cheng." They're all your apprentices?"

Wang Cheng calmly explained: "Qingyu is my fiancée, and the other two are my sisters. The others are all my apprentices, which makes the seniors laugh!"

Wen Donggui glanced at the Changhe Taoist with some jealousy, then looked at Wen Ying and Wen Yong, and said recallingly: "In the early years, when my father told the fortune of the Changhe Trail, he said that this little Taoist had a hard life when he was young, but his old life was good, it seems that my father is really accurate, with such a group of outstanding Wusheng Mountain Sect people, he can be said to die without regrets." ”

Wang Yuanyuan and Wang Xiaolin's obvious pure yang foundation was naturally seen by Wen Donggui at a glance, he was jealous of comprehending pure yang at such a grade, Wen Ying is one of the more outstanding representatives of the Wen family, but they have only recently truly comprehended the pure yang foundation.

Daoist Changhe said lightly: "That's fate, you can't accept it, you can't let my apprentice show you the injury." I told you back then that you should not fight those Indian monks. ”

Wen Donggui's eyes flashed with a trace of memory, handed his wrist to Wang Cheng, and said helplessly: "Some things are forced to the door, I can't shirk it, old Taoist, you know better than me." The Kshatriyas had already bullied me at that time, and if I didn't make a move, I could move...... However, although Pinu hurt me, he was not happy. He injured my spine, I injured his viscera, even if his lungs are strong enough to live, his heart has been completely broken, and forcibly surviving is the same as me, and he will not be able to exert his strength again for the rest of his life!"

Daoist Changhe shook his head and didn't say anything, obviously knowing that the situation was complicated, he just looked at Wang Cheng and said, "Wang Cheng, you can show him." ”

Wang Cheng's eyes flickered, nodded, stepped forward and picked up Wen Donggui's wrist and looked at it.

Suddenly, a strong pulse beat and impacted, Wang Cheng's hand couldn't help but tremble, and said, "The predecessor is so strong!"

Wen Donggui smiled and said: "Without this ability, I guess I wouldn't have survived back then." ”

Kshatriya!

Wang Cheng's heart was awe-inspiring.

Kshatriya represents not a person, but a surname, a family, one of the four castes that were passed down in India a few years ago, and the first nobleman among the Buddhist sects.

At that time, the Indian Buddha Shakyamuni was a Kshatriya, so among the Buddhist sects, the Kshatriyas were the first nobles, followed by Brahmins, Vaishyas and Shudras!

In the Indian class, Kshatriyas represent the ruling class, Brahmins represent religion, and these two classes are the aristocracy.

The Vaishyas represent the merchant class, and the Shudras are the enslaved class!

It is equivalent to saying that ancient India directly divided people into four types, which were distinguished by surnames, and each surname could not be intermarried with other surnames, but could only be passed on by marriage and children within the surname to ensure the purity of racial surnames.

Among them, the Brahmin surname has become a separate religion, representing religious sacrifices, which is the earliest Brahmanism in India.

The later Buddhist and Brahmanical sects have always been opposed, because the fundamental teachings of the two religions are opposites. Buddhism emphasizes the equality of all beings, and when entering Buddhism, it does not pay attention to the surname race, and wants to eliminate the authority of the surnames of the four nobles, but what Brahmin emphasizes is the aristocratic hierarchy, which represents the interests of the nobility headed by the Brahmin!

The two major sects fought in India for thousands of years, and finally Buddhism, which preached the equality of all beings, won, which also marked the common class as the main body of society, but Buddhism was actually also about class, and Kshatriya was the first aristocracy.

Kshatriya!

When Wang Cheng thought of this word, he thought of the few Buddhist tantric masters he met in the Western Regions, and asked in a low voice, "Did the predecessors fight against the Kshatriya masters?"

Wen Donggui didn't hide it, his face was solemn, and he nodded: "Yes, the one who fought with me was the second master of the Buddhist Kshatriya clan back then, this person is extremely fierce, and his cultivation is the inheritance of the Indian Buddhism Vajra, if it weren't for my practice of five poultry dramas for decades, my inner family has a deep atmosphere, and my body's ability to resist beatings is good, it is estimated that I would have died on the spot!"

Wang Cheng nodded, touching Wen Donggui's pulse, thinking about a lot of things in his heart.

Wen Donggui's inner family breath is powerful beyond Wang Cheng's imagination, the body is like a furnace, the viscera is extremely powerful, the qi and blood are smooth and solid, although he is eighty or ninety years old, but his physical function is similar to that of a young man, and it seems that he can live for at least ten or twenty years.

The only weakness in his body is the keel, which is the backbone of the human body, which runs through the bones up and down the body.

Wen Donggui's entire spine bones are no longer smooth, the entire tendons and veins have been destroyed, and most of the vertebral bones are also broken, Wang Cheng is difficult to understand, in this case, Wen Donggui can still stand!

Seeing Wang Cheng's surprise and curiosity, Wen Donggui knew that Wang Cheng had seen it, and immediately explained: "I have cultivated a secret method that can make other bones in the body achieve coordinated force, replace the role of the spine, and support the body upright, but there is no way to exert force. There are also special breathing secret methods to replace the bloodline, in short, my spine bones have been abolished, and I haven't used force for many years, you see if you can cure it, it doesn't matter if it can't be cured, I am also used to it, old man, I can live for another twenty years by relying on my body qi and blood......"

Wen Donggui said very freely and so-called.

Because he himself is an extremely clever healer, inheriting Hua Tuo's medical skills, there are many wealthy people in Europe who want to ask him to treat their diseases. He knew his situation very well and had thought of many ways, but as the saying goes, it is difficult for a doctor to heal himself, and he has nothing to do about his injuries.

The top master of the Buddha Gate Kshatriya clan is extremely domineering, and the injury is difficult to treat, so it is really a blessing that he did not die.

If it weren't for Wen Ying's repeated requests, he wouldn't have bothered to come over and spend time and energy, because he didn't believe that Wang Cheng had a way to treat it.

Wang Cheng is a Taoist martial artist, Kshatriya is a master of Indian Buddhism, he injured him with a special Buddhist Vajra secret method, he doesn't understand the secret method contained in his moves, it is difficult to eliminate it at all, once it is forcibly treated, it may worsen the injury, and the spine will be broken directly, then he will be really paralyzed, and there is even a threat of death!

The shot of the top master is like this, the shot requires human life, and every move and style has a unique sect mystery, which represents the national and cultural characteristics, which is fundamentally religious inheritance.

Wang Cheng's face was extremely serious after taking the pulse, and he carefully looked at every part of Wen Donggui's body, and then said, "Senior, can I touch your spine bones?"

"Yes!"

After thinking about it, Wen Donggui agreed, stood up and turned his back to Wang Cheng.

At this time, a small Taoist priest came in from outside and reported to Taoist Changhe: "Taoist Changhe, two monks came outside, saying that they are from India, and they have something to look for you and Wang Cheng!"

A monk from India?

Everyone present was stunned, including the two old guys, Daoist Changhe and Wen Donggui.

They just said that the Indian Buddhist Kshatriya masters, and now the Indian monks suddenly came?

Such a coincidence?

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