(Sorry, it's late, there was a power outage in the afternoon, and the call came at almost eight o'clock, no problem!) Changhai children's shoes said something about the outbreak, everyone gave me a feeling.) Everyone who reads my books knows that I don't say how good the books I write are, but I think I'm still better than those routine Xiaobaiwen. Writing this book and this book, I am with my own feelings, so it takes a bit of effort to write, if it can break out, I really hope to break out every day, this book I have not broken the record of a day of change, everyone should believe my serious attitude, finally, ask for votes as usual, thank you!)

The hall was silent, and only the sound of a few injured people snorting could be heard in a hurry.

Wang Cheng and the others almost looked at Nalan Peak on the ground with a pair of eyes.

Lu Dahu turned his head and didn't look at this side, standing outside the courtyard without moving. Situ Laowei, who was unable to protect himself, also looked at it with a stern face, adjusting his qi and blood.

No one spoke, they were all watching how Nalan Peak responded.

Nalan Feng endured the stabbing pain in his spine and the crushing pain in his palm, and slowly stood up, and the bones of his spine made a slight noise, causing his face to twitch again.

His eyes met Wang Cheng's eyes, he breathed rapidly, his body felt a little shaky, and he said with difficulty: "Wang Cheng, you know, there are many friends and many roads. ”

"Nalan Feng, I don't want to hear any nonsense from you. Just now, when you took advantage of the danger of others and wanted to kill me, why didn't you think about this? When you were weak, the big reason came out, and it was ridiculous. Shaoyun. Go and help Nalan Peak. Let him fulfill his bet. ”

Wang Cheng didn't eat this set at all. said directly in a cold voice.

Zhang Shaoyun agreed, and immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Nalan Feng, kneel down by yourself, if I press you down, it won't be good to pass it out." ”

Nalan Feng's face was extremely ugly, his breathing became even more rapid, and he came to Wang Cheng step by step. The muscles in his face trembled. After taking a deep breath, he slowly knelt in front of Wang Cheng with one leg and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry." ”

The corners of Wang Cheng's mouth overflowed with a disdainful smile, and he said lightly: "There is still one leg." ”

Nalan Feng was shocked, and his other leg slowly touched the ground, he finally knelt in front of Wang Cheng on both knees, gritted his teeth and said: "Wang Cheng, today's shame, I, Nalan Feng, will always remember it, and I will not take revenge in this life." I will not give up. ”

"Nalan Peak, don't think too highly of yourself. If it weren't for the old dog Situ today. Do you think you still have the breath to talk to me now? Next time you see me, do you think you will have a chance? Nalan Peak, get out, go back to the northeast. Neither you nor your brother Nalan Changfeng are qualified to appear in front of me. I don't want to see you again, otherwise, I'll fight once I see you. ”

Wang Cheng said coldly, without the slightest politeness between his words.

The two sides are already incompatible.

This has always been the case between martial artists, once there is a conflict, they will take action, and then it may evolve into a life-and-death struggle between the two family sects.

Therefore, since ancient times, there has been a saying that there is no peace in the rivers and lakes.

Nalan Feng's teeth creaked, and he struggled to get up from the ground, feeling as if the bones all over his body were broken, and there were bursts of stabbing pain coming from his internal organs, limbs, and spine bones. Under the influence of the injury, a sticky blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again, and he looked at Wang Cheng and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Wang Cheng, I remember." ”

After speaking, Nalan Feng stopped staying, turned around and left. He knew that if he continued to stay, he would be humiliated in vain.

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu, Zhang Shaoyun, and Liu Shicheng looked at him coldly, and everyone was very disdainful of this person.

"The skills are not as good as others, and they still cheat, and they still want to take advantage of the danger of others. Nalan Feng, when today's events get out, do you think there is still a place for you in the martial arts world?"

Yang Qingyu said in a cold voice: "Wang Cheng doesn't kill you, he is already a great favor to you, don't make mistakes." ”

Nalan Feng's body shook, he almost fell down with anger, hurriedly held back the last breath in his body, forcibly sped up his pace, ignored Yang Qingyu, and whispered to Lu Dahu: "Director Lu, take my brother and go." ”

Lu Dahu sighed, and slightly hugged his fists to Daoist Changhe and Wang Cheng, and then picked up Nalan Changfeng, who was still unconscious on the ground, and walked out with Nalan Peak.

The old monster Situ outside had also breathed his breath, and the bleeding of the broken arm had stopped. He held the broken arm in his other hand, and wanted to go to a skilled doctor to reconnect it, or go to the hospital for surgery, even if it was not as good as before, it was better than nothing.

Changhe sat there and didn't say anything, drank tea slowly, and handed over the matter to his apprentice Wang Cheng very relieved. Seeing Situ Laowei at this time, he opened his mouth and said lightly: "Situ Laogou, remember, your life is my apprentice's." ”

Situ Laowei's body shook, he didn't speak, he didn't look back, and left here directly with Lu Dahu and Nalan Feng.

This matter seems to be over for the time being, but Wang Cheng and Changhe Taoist Master and Apprentice, as well as Situ Laoge and Nalan Brothers, both know that this is just the beginning.

In the future, as long as both sides have the opportunity, they will not let each other go.

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

Wang Cheng let out a long breath, and spit out the turbid qi that had just been adjusted in his body, and suddenly felt a sense of relief in his internal organs, a trace of stinging pain in his heart and veins had disappeared, and his limbs had also regained some strength.

"Wang Cheng, how are you, I'll go get you some medicinal herbs to adjust it, right?"

Yang Qingyu asked worriedly.

Changhe, Liu Shicheng, and Zhang Shaoyun all looked at Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's expression had recovered to normal, his breathing was very even and powerful, and he walked over and sat in front of his master with a very steady pace, shook his head at Yang Qingyu and said, "No need, my injuries have recovered a little bit, and I should be able to heal tomorrow." ”

Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, and Zhang Shaoyun were still full of worry on their faces, obviously not believing it.

After two moves with Situ Laowei, a super master who is almost in the realm of Baodan's Great Perfection, he was attacked by Nalan Feng with all his strength, and he also resisted Lu Dahu, a master of Baodan, with a punch. How easy it can be? Heal overnight?

I don't think anyone will believe it.

But. Changhe looked indifferent. He believed Wang Cheng's words. Back then, he became famous by being beaten, and he knew the power of the Earth Demon Fist in terms of beating. also knew that the martial arts that Wang Cheng practiced at this time were complicated, and he didn't know how many times stronger than he did back then.

"Wang Cheng didn't lie to you, you don't know Wang Cheng's current situation. Now Wang Cheng's Earth Fist Fist Method has entered the realm of Xiaocheng, fusing the Dragon Elephant Fist Method, as well as the Tiger Nine Styles, and the Daomen state of mind of my Martial Saint Mountain. In terms of the transportation of qi and blood in the inner family, there may be no one in the world who can compare to him. Situ Laogou didn't seriously injure him just now, and it was impossible for Nalan Feng's kid's fist to seriously injure Wang Cheng, so it could only be regarded as a slight injury......"

Changhe Old Dao's eyes flashed with fine light, he looked at Wang Cheng appreciatively, and said affirmatively: "Integrating the superior inner family methods of my Martial Saint Mountain and Vajra Sect, Wang Cheng only needs three years of qi and blood accumulation to become the top master in the world, and it will be easy to kill Situ Laogou, whose strength has dropped significantly, when the time comes." And he's more well-rounded than I am, inside and out. Both offensive and defensive, no one among his peers is invincible......"

The Changhe Taoist priest is one of the great masters in the world. He knows very well about the situation of his apprentice Wang Cheng's martial arts training, and he also respects it.

Wang Cheng smiled, hugged his fist at the master and said, "Master, you are serious, I will not be your opponent if I practice for another ten years." ”

Hearing Changhe's words, Yang Qingyu and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng were born into a family of national arts, but they don't know much about the inner family methods of the thousand-year-old sects such as Wusheng Mountain and King Kong Sect, but they know that they are very mysterious and powerful, but now they believe in the words of the Changhe Taoist.

As for Zhang Shaoyun, it was pure brainless trust in Taoist Changhe.

Waving his hand and hurting people dozens of meters away, how could the words of such an immortal master be false?

Moreover, Zhang Shaoyun has even more brainless trust in his master Wang Cheng.

Therefore, everyone believed that Wang Cheng's injuries were not severe.

"Don't be so modest, everyone is their own family, and you don't need to hide it. Daoist Changhe smiled at Wang Cheng and said affirmatively: "I know my own affairs, your eyes are much more transparent than the old Taoist priest, and I have already seen it." I won't hide it from you, I have accumulated a lifetime of qi and blood, and I have forcibly used it to practice Tiangang boxing. When my qi and blood are exhausted, that is when you send me to the end. ”

Daoist Changhe smiled very happily, now he is completely relieved of Wang Cheng, and he is no longer worried that he will leave early, and Wang Cheng will not be able to take on the responsibility of Wusheng Mountain.

Moreover, there is now a Vajra sect that has been delivered to the door!

Thinking of Monk Mingde and Vajra Sect, Taoist Changhe's face calmed down, and he drank tea slowly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wang Cheng saw that the master was thinking about things, so he also got up and said goodbye and went back to the room to rest.

Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, and Zhang Shaoyun went to the canteen to eat together, and by the way, they also brought some food back to Wang Cheng.

Back to the room.

Wang Cheng naturally did not lie down and rest immediately, but directly set up a horse step in the center of the room. This time, he was not practicing a static pile, but a moving pile, that is, the step of the divine elephant that he had just comprehended from the Dragon Elephant Fist.

The breath changes, as heavy and long as an elephant, Wang Cheng takes out step by step, and each step has a specific and complex breath to carry the qi and blood in the body. A large amount of qi and blood filled his legs, and as he stepped forward, he continued to temper the muscles and flesh on his legs.

Knock knock knock......

Every step he took made a dull sound, and Wang Cheng also felt closer to the earth.

Then, he transformed his breath from the specific breath of the Divine Elephant's pace into the earth pulsation of the Earth Evil Fist Technique, and then changed back again, and so on, and the effect was more obvious than the breath of the Divine Elephant alone, and the speed of qi and blood transportation and the tempering effect on his legs were almost doubled.

"Sure enough, the Dragon Elephant Fist Method is the most important thing to Wusheng Mountain. ”

Wang Cheng thought of it with certainty in his heart, and he was even more determined to go to the Vajra Sect.

This time, not for the Vajra Sect, but just to completely obtain the Dragon Elephant Fist Method, he would also agree to Monk Mingde to go to the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions.

When Yang Qingyu came back with food, Wang Cheng had already walked the steps of the divine elephant three times, the numbness of his legs and the stagnation of qi and blood in his left hand had been completely restored, and the trace of injuries between his heart and internal organs had almost recovered, that is, only the injury left by Ping Liang Sakura's famous sword Tianyun in his right hand and a trace of injury on his spine.

But. Feel the tingling of the palms and skeletal muscles of the spine. He knew that the recovery of these two injuries had exceeded his expectations.

If Nalan Feng and Situ Old Monster knew about it, Wang Cheng would have recovered the injuries they had left behind so quickly. I guess I'll be. The gains they had paid for losing an arm and being injured on their knees were gone.

"Let's eat. ”

Yang Qingyu put down a large plate of food and shouted softly to Wang Cheng, who kept walking back and forth, like a wife who delivered food to her busy husband.

WhewW......

Wang Cheng let out a long breath, put away the moving pile, and the violent breath he exhaled blew the two chairs opposite by one meter, and a layer of fine beads of sweat permeated from his body, and turned to Yang Qingyu and said, "Qingyu." I'll pass you on a boxing technique later. ”

He had already decided to agree to Monk Mingde to go to the Western Regions, so at this time, he was also fearless, and wanted to pass on the Dragon Elephant Fist Method to Yang Qingyu and Zhang Shaoyun first, even if Monk Mingde knew, it was not easy to say anything.

Of course, he won't let Monk Mingde know unless he has to.

Yang Qingyu took a towel and came up to wipe the sweat beads on Wang Cheng's face, smelling the sweat smell of Wang Cheng's body, feeling very relieved, and said in a low voice: "Okay." Still, the Tai Chi you passed on to me. I haven't even practiced yet. ”

"It's okay, this boxing method does not conflict with Tai Chi, and it is not a combat boxing method, it is a pure internal qi and blood method. ”

Wang Cheng said affirmatively.

Yang Qingyu nodded lightly and agreed, she also wanted to make herself as strong as possible. Facing Nalan Peak just now, she had almost no power to fight back, and was defeated by one move.

This time, Yang Qingyu experienced several blows, and found that he could hardly help by Wang Cheng's side, and became a burden. Therefore, she pretended to be nothing on the surface, but in fact, the psychology of becoming stronger in her heart was stronger than anyone else.

However, she knew that she was not a genius like Wang Cheng who had not been met in a thousand years, and a few months of martial arts training could surpass the accumulation of others in ten or twenty years. If she wants to become stronger, she needs more time to accumulate and slowly boil her qi and blood.

Originally, with Wang Cheng's inheritance of Daomen Taiji and her own Yang Taiji, she was very confident, as long as time passed, she would definitely become a master of helping Wang Cheng.

The two were talking while eating, and when Wang Cheng was about to finish eating, Zhang Shaoyun knocked on the door and walked in.

"Master, the old man called you over. ”

Zhang Shaoyun walked in and said respectfully. By now, he has completely adapted to the identity of the youngest disciple of Wusheng Mountain from a gentleman, and his words and actions have become regular.

Wang Cheng picked up the towel that Yang Qingyu handed him to wipe his mouth, and thought to himself, didn't he just come back?

Zhang Shaoyun glanced at Yang Qingyu and said in a low voice: "Four monks came to see the master just now, and then the master asked me to call you over." ”

"Four monks, can there be Shaolin Wuzen?"

Wang Cheng immediately stood up and asked sternly.

Zhang Shaoyun nodded and said, "Yes, among them is Wuzen, who has fought with your master, and there is also an old monk, a middle-aged monk, and a little monk." ”

Wang Cheng turned to Yang Qingyu and said, "Qingyu, you stay here to practice boxing, and Shaoyun and I will come back when we go." ”

Involving the matter between Shaolin and Wusheng Mountain, it may be a grudge between the two factions for hundreds of years, so it is not good for Wang Cheng to take Yang Qingyu there, and Zhang Shaoyun, who is his own disciple, naturally cannot be absent.

Yang Qingyu nodded calmly and said solemnly: "Be careful, don't get hurt again." ”

Wang Cheng smiled, rarely took the initiative to step forward and hug Yang Qingyu, hugged Yang Qingyu in his arms with both hands, and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, I'll be fine, wait for me to come back." ”

Yang Qingyu was extremely nervous, leaning on Wang Cheng's arms with a flushed face, and said in a weak voice: "I know, Shaoyun is here, go quickly." ”

Wang Cheng let go of Yang Qingyu, turned around and waved to Zhang Shaoyun, who lowered his head and pretended not to see it, and walked out.

When he came to the door of the wing room, Wang Cheng knocked lightly on the door, and only then pushed the door and walked in after getting the master's voice.

When I walked into the room, I saw that in the middle of the room was the master Changhe Taoist, on the left there was an old monk, a middle-aged monk, and two young monks were standing.

One of the two young monks standing here is Wuzen, and the other is also a little monk Wuxin whom Wang Cheng knows, who he has not seen for a long time.

Seeing Wang Cheng, the little monk Wuxin hurriedly folded his hands and said to Wang Cheng gratefully: "I saw the donor again, last time I thanked the donor for coming to the rescue, Wuxin was very ashamed and had not been able to repay." ”

Wang Cheng shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "Monk, you think too much, this matter has been a long time ago, so let's expose it." ”

The little monk Wuxin looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, probably because of the scene at this time, so he didn't say anything, just gave Wang Cheng a look.

"Wang Cheng, come and sit down. ”

The Changhe Taoist priest said to Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng calmly clasped his fists and saluted several Shaolin monks, and then took Zhang Shaoyun to sit naturally on the chair on the right, with Zhang Shaoyun standing beside him.

An old monk with a white beard stared at Wang Cheng at the beginning, and waited until Wang Cheng sat down before he looked away and said to Taoist Changhe: "Changhe, this is the disciple you said is going to the Northern Snow Mountain to participate in the martial arts competition?"

Changhe nodded affirmatively and said confidently: "Yes, this is my apprentice Wang Cheng." The two little monks you brought know each other, Yongzheng, if you have something to say, just say it. ”

This old monk's Dharma name is Yongzheng, and he is the master of the older generation of the little monk Wuxin and Wuzen, and he is also the master of the Shaolin Inner Hall Discipline Academy.

Monk Yongzheng looked at Wang Cheng's eyes, which did not have the slightest peace that an ordinary monk should have, only a huge oppressive force, and asked, "As far as I know, Wang Cheng has just been under the gate of Wusheng Mountain for less than four months. Changhe, as one of the people who came back then, you should know the significance of going to Daxue Mountain this time, and this matter cannot be lost at all. ”

"Old monk, I don't need you to remind me, I know the importance of this matter better than you, so I asked my apprentice to carry it out himself. Moreover, he only went after he won the championship of the martial arts competition, and when he defeated the player disciples you sent, you should have nothing to say. ”

The Changhe Taoist said in a more stern tone.

"What about the players who didn't participate in the competition? The players who participated in the competition were not the strongest. ”

Yongzheng immediately asked rhetorically, his tone full of aggressiveness.

Changhe snorted coldly and said, "Whoever is not convinced, just come out to find my apprentice, my Martial Saint Mountain is not afraid of any challenge." Anyway, I said, this time I went to Daxue Mountain, it can only be my apprentice Wang Cheng. ”

Wang Cheng's master and apprentice and the other three Shaolin monks all kept quiet, each looking at their nose and nose and heart, and they were silently cultivating in their hearts, and no one spoke.

Yongzheng suddenly turned his head to look at Wu Chan who was standing behind him, and said lightly: "Wu Chan, you go and fight with the disciples under the Wusheng Mountain Sect." ”

Wu Chan, who was silently carrying qi and blood, was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at his uncle and ancestor, and then looked at Wang Cheng who was quietly over there, feeling bitter in his heart. (To be continued......)