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Broken hats cover up the city, and the leaky boat carries wine in the middle of the stream.

Yang Huifeng's group and the people of the Wudang faction were obviously in pairs, and both sides glared angrily, except for Yang Huifeng and Wu Mingchen, these two Yang Huifeng were as leisurely as if they were watching a big show, and Wu Mingchen looked at the people on the other side as if they were enjoying the scenery

Yang Huifeng and Daoist Wu Mingchen looked at each other for a while, and then said with a smile: Wu Zhenren, I want to exchange this unintentionally obtained Nine Turns Wuji Gong Secret Book for your sect's True Martial Xuan Gong Secret Wu Zhenren, how have you thought about it

After Yang Huifeng finished speaking, he pointed to the donkey-faced Taoist priest sitting next to him and continued: "Just now, the five chiefs performed this exercise, and you also saw that the five chiefs had just peeked into the realm, and they had such power without even practicing the first weight

It is said that this skill was not created by Zhang Sanfeng at the beginning, but the Taoist ancestor Chunyangzi Lu Dongbin passed on, and then returned to Wudang after changing hands on behalf of the owner, but as far as I know, since Wudang patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, only Qin Ba first practiced alone, and then it became extinct Qin Baxian in his early years as a river thief and then trapped by love, saw through the red dust and became a monk, worshiped under the Wudang sect Zhang Songxi, but Zhang Songxi saw that his dust was not over, so he just accepted it as a lay disciple, and then Qin Ba went down the mountain to find his lover, and then disappeared

Could it be that Wu Zhenren, you don't want this Nine Turns Wuji Divine Skill to return to Wudang, Yang Huifeng looked at Daoist Wu Mingchen with eagerness after speaking.

Daoist Wu Mingchen seemed to be too vain at this time, and he was indifferent after listening to Yang Huifeng's words, and he didn't know what he was thinking when he sat there

Ahem

Although these people are opposites, things on the scene always have to get by, Fang Mingli saw that the senior brother did not have the consciousness to answer, and immediately coughed twice.

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Daoist Wu Mingchen heard the cough of his junior brother, came back to his senses, looked at Yang Huifeng and said with a smile: I'm sorry just now I was wondering why the millet porridge this morning was not as thick as yesterday, and it wouldn't be that the Taoist priest who deducted the food again

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No matter how good the cultivation is, Yang Huifeng couldn't help but be angry, his face was flushed, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Wu Mingchen, who didn't know what to say

Hehehe, don't be angry, I saw that the atmosphere was a little tense just now, and I hope that Yang Shizhu will not be surprised if I am joking with you

After speaking, Daoist Wu Mingchen took a sip of tea, looked at the five scholars on the opposite side, and then said: The trick that this fifth chief changed just now is really good, I really don't see how it became As for this Nine Revolutions Wuji Gong, it has been lost for hundreds of years, and no one knows whether he is round or square

Master Yang, if you take this book now, you will say that it is the Nine Turns Wuji Gong to exchange for the treasure of the Zhen Sect, Zhenwu Xuangong, which can only be practiced by the head of this sect, don't you think it's too child's play

After Wu Mingchen finished speaking, his face was serious, and he stared at Yang Huifeng tightly.

Hehehe, since Wu Daoyou thinks that Poor Dao is performing tricks, it is better for Wu Daoyou to instruct Poor Dao on a few tricks How to Wushi stood up with a sneer.

At this time, the atmosphere had reached the point of tension, and Daoist Wu Mingchen had just wanted to get up to fight, when suddenly a little Daoist boy came to Daoist Fang Mingli's side, leaned over and whispered a few words.

Fang Mingli listened to the little Taoist boy's words, his face became a little pale, he closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and asked, "Is that person gone?"

Not yet, the man was in the martial arts hall of the lower court. Xiao Daotong was a little frightened, and after replying, he raised his eyes and looked at Fang Mingli.

Good, good, good

After Fang Mingli said hello three times in a row, he suddenly got up and smashed the coffee table next to him with one palm

Fang Mingli's sudden move, even the senior brother Wu Mingchen next to him was startled, and the five soldiers on the opposite side immediately changed their bodies and blocked in front of Yang Huifeng, their right hands forming a sword finger shape

The big monk beside Yang Huifeng was calm or his eyes were slightly closed, and he was silently reciting the scriptures in his mouth, but his big hands were tightly holding the huge Buddha beads on his chest

At this time, Fang Mingli couldn't care about it so much, said hello to his senior brother, turned around and walked out of Nanyan Palace quickly.

There were also more than thirty disciples of the Rational Character Rank outside the gate of Nanyan Palace, among which there were seven or eight of them who were Fang Mingli's disciples, and they immediately followed behind him when they saw the master leave.

Zeng Wei is also in this group, because he usually has a very good relationship with his uncle, so he also wants to go over to see what Uncle Shi is doing with such a big temper.

Just when Zeng Wei just wanted to go over and take a look, the senior brother on the side called out to him, the master was not in front of him, that is, the senior brother was in charge, and there was no way Zeng Wei had to continue to stay in front of Nanyan Palace.

Fang Mingli was so angry that his beard trembled, and he strode towards the martial arts arena in the lower courtyard, the reason why Fang Mingli was so angry was because he had just heard that little Taoist boy report that his beloved apprentice Fang Licheng was seriously injured.

Let's rewind the camera to twenty minutes ago, in the martial arts arena of the lower courtyard of Wudang Mountain, I was about to use the palm edge to take Fang Licheng, but I didn't expect Fang Licheng not only did not dodge, but also leaned his back over, as a result, my palm knot hit him on the back firmly, although I hurriedly withdrew a few palm power, but Fang Licheng still staggered forward a few steps and fell to the ground, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out

I really can't figure out what Fang Licheng was able to dodge this palm, but instead of dodging, he hit my palm himself, what the hell was it for

Later, I learned that it was this Fang Licheng who was overconfident in himself, Fang Licheng practiced Taoist kung fu, which should be based on softness, but this Fang Licheng did the opposite, focusing on the horizontal practice of the Thirteen Taibao, that is, the iron cloth shirt pays attention to the muscles and bones on the outside, and the inside is a breath

After years of hard practice, Fang Licheng's practice of hard attack has been small, and he can use the oil hammer to the top, and the iron ruler to pat the ribs.

There is a nickname on the rivers and lakes called Tiebei Ao

So when he felt that my palm was hitting him on the back, Fang Licheng not only did not panic, but also was very happy, because he thought that with his iron cloth shirt, my palm would not only not hurt him, but also had to break my wrist

But what he didn't expect was that my palm was issued by Zhenwu Xuangong urging Xiao Xiaoyao's palm, not to mention his iron cloth shirt, it was really an iron statue, and it could also shake out a pit

To get back to the point, I saw that Fang Licheng was slapped by me and vomited blood, and I couldn't regret it, so I hurriedly stepped forward to push the blood for him, hoping to remedy it, but at this moment Fang Licheng was unconscious, and there was no blood on his face that was frighteningly white

I saw that this time the matter was really big, I took out my mobile phone and was thinking about whether to call an ambulance, when suddenly a shout came from the gate of the hospital: Cheng'er

I saw an old Taoist priest coming in at the gate of the courtyard, and after the old Taoist priest saw Fang Licheng lying on the ground, he shouted, pointed to the ground on tiptoe, and came to Fang Licheng's side with a few ups and downs, pushed away a few little Taoist priests next to him, and grabbed Fang Licheng's hand to take the pulse for him. To be continued.