Xiu Yuan, like Xiu Qi, was beaten by Tang Zhendong and vomited blood.

These two people are born in qigong, only qigong, but they do not practice the corresponding style of play with qigong, compared to normal people, the two are full of breath and health, but compared with Tang Zhendong, a master of internal boxing who is proficient in actual combat, it is too far behind.

However, because the two of them had qigong to protect their bodies, and Tang Zhendong only played tentatively and did not use all his strength, although the two vomited blood, the injuries were not serious.

"With your ability, what are you fooling people?" Tang Zhendong was too disappointed, this Xiu Yuan and Xiu Qi have a great tone, and it seems that his skills are not weak, but he didn't expect it to be an embroidered pillow, and he didn't have any real talent.

Tang Zhendong asked lightly, "I repeat, even if you are always my friend, in the future, if you Ciyuan Pavilion want to collect money, don't use such despicable and shameless means." ”

Tang Zhendong walked to the yang pillar of the Liangyi Mixed Yuan Array, waved his palm, raised it high, fell gently, and slapped it on the yang pillar.

Lian Hongda has been paying attention to Tang Zhendong's movements, and as Tang Zhendong easily knocked down the two seemingly coaxing Xiu Yuan and Xiu Qi, Lian Hongda admired Tang Zhendong's ability even more, but he didn't understand Tang Zhendong's intention to shoot the pillar at the end.

According to Lian Hongda's idea, even if Tang Zhendong wanted to slap the pillar, he would give a palm that was enough to open the stele and crack the stone, creating a kind of power and warning the Xiuyuan brothers and brothers, but what would be the effect of this fluttering palm.

However, Lian Hongda really found that after Tang Zhendong slapped this palm, there was an indescribable difference in this courtyard, as if it seemed to be a lot cramped, and it seemed that it had lost the original power of worshipping faith.

Here and now, it is definitely not a good time to ask, Lian Hongda followed Tang Zhendong out of the small courtyard, and then walked to the cobblestone road, and the light rain stopped at some point.

It was a long time after Tang Zhendong and Lian Hongda left, Xiu Yuan and Qi Cultivator brothers struggled to stand up, they had been here for a long time, and naturally felt much stronger than Lian Hongda.

This is the branch of Ciyuan Pavilion, the focus is not the branch, but here after the pavilion master set up a feng shui formation, the power of faith into it, so that people who enter the courtyard will unconsciously produce a kind of worship belief, just by virtue of this, can attract a lot of believers.

But now that this power is gone, Xiu Yuan and Xiu Qi feel very obvious about it.

"He? Why is it so powerful. Xiu Yuan and Xiu Qi glanced at each other, and both sighed in their hearts that Tang Zhendong was powerful, and they didn't know when, so they lightly broke the formation arranged by the masters of this pavilion.

Although Xiu Qi and Xiu Yuan are also the disciples of Ciyuan Pavilion, they have never learned the Feng Shui Formation, this thing has always been a secret, and only a very few people in Ciyuan Pavilion can learn it.

"What should I do, do I report it?" Xiu Qi asked.

"What can I do if I don't report it, the magic circle has been broken." Xiu Yuan leaned on the pillar that Tang Zhendong had just patted, and was just about to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, when suddenly the yang pillar of the two Yi Mixed Yuan Array made a squeak, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Tang Zhendong's palm used the true power of the inner family, although the stone pillar looked the same on the surface, but the inside was broken by Tang Zhendong's seemingly light palm.

Although Xiu Yuan was injured, it was not serious, and before the stone pillar collapsed, he dodged in time, but his movements were a little embarrassing.

Xiu Qi looked at the collapsed stone pillar in surprise, and then looked at Senior Brother Xiu Yuan.

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Lian Hongda carried Tang Zhendong back to Heyuan, and along the way, Lian Hongda was in a good mood, successfully thwarted Ciyuan Pavilion's conspiracy against him, and resolved a catastrophe.

It didn't take long to enter the urban area of Heyuan.

It's not even seven o'clock, and the nightlife in Heyuan has just begun.

"Wait." Tang Zhendong suddenly stopped Lian Hongda's car in the downtown area.

"Master Tang, is there something wrong?"

"I'll do it here, you can go back."

Tang Zhendong opened the car door, got out of the car, and even Hongda said goodbye to Tang Zhendong and drove away.

The reason why Tang Zhendong suddenly stopped just now was because he saw an acquaintance here, the old madman at the aid station who had been trying to take Xiao Yi as an apprentice.

Actually, he is not crazy or stupid, but Tang Zhendong himself looked away.

He sat lazily on the edge of a flower bed in the downtown area, looking at the flow of people and vehicles coming and going expressionlessly, his eyes seemed to be unfocused, but Tang Zhendong obviously felt that when he approached him, he was discovered, although he was still sitting there motionless, but Tang Zhendong knew that he must have discovered himself, this feeling was mysterious and mysterious, and there was no way to explain it.

Tang Zhendong bought a pack of cigarettes at a small newspaper kiosk in a tin house, and he himself didn't understand why he did this, because he usually didn't smoke at all.

I tore open the package and handed over a cigarette, "Here's one." ”

Tang Zhendong sat on the edge of the flower bed with this old man he once regarded as crazy and stupid, looking at the passing crowd, and was also looked at curiously by many people.

"Let's go have a drink." Tang Zhendong is not a person who plays cards according to the rules, although this old man is full of disdain in the eyes of the world, but Tang Zhendong doesn't care at all, and after giving him cigarettes, he has to invite him to drink.

"Haha, okay, my favorite drink."

The old man laughed, "If you don't dislike it, go to the place where I live, the air is good and bright." ”

"Okay."

Tang Zhendong bought a few bottles of good wine at the commissary, and then bought some chicken feet, ham sausages, peanuts and the like, and then followed the old man back to the place where he said he lived.

The old man lives on the Dongjiang Bridge.

The old man walked to the Dongjiang Bridge with Tang Zhendong, pointed to the Dongjiang Bridge, and said.

Dongjiang Bridge is a huge steel cable-stayed bridge, close to the shore, there are piers and cement columns, which play a supporting role, forming a huge fan-shaped space.

"Come with me, I'll live here."

The old man was on the edge of the bridge, deftly flipped down the iron cable, waved his body with one hand, and jumped into the house he had spoken.

A broken futon is cushioned at the bottom of the fan, but this fan-shaped space is very large, and the bottom is not pointed, but flat, and the old man's bed is placed here.

"Look at the morning sun, watch the sunset, the big river, the stars, and electricity that doesn't cost money." The old man laughed.

"Good place, the old man is really a free and easy person, I think back then, living in a culvert was the most luxurious enjoyment, usually wherever I go, I sleep."

Tang Zhendong is not exaggerating, because during the period when Qingying was away, his footprints went south from Lu Province to Heyuan in Guangdong Province before he stopped.

"Oh, you still have this experience."

Tang Zhendong briefly talked about his experience from Shandong Province to Guangdong when everything was lost.

"Well, your experience is really embarrassing, come and drink."

This old madman looks unkempt, stupid and stupid, but the words he says are a little literary, and he obviously can't judge people by his appearance.

There was no wine glass, the two of them replaced the glass with a bottle, tore open the cooked food, you take a sip, I take a sip, and drink it.

"Xiao Yi, this child, I have been observing for a long time, this child is really good, born with yin and yang eyes, this is his talent, and he is filial to the teacher, hey, it's a pity that I didn't receive such a good disciple." The old man sighed, "It's a pity that I can't get an apprentice who I'm satisfied with when I'm old." ”

"So the old man used to accept good apprentices." Tang Zhendong said strangely.

"In the past, I only looked at ability and understanding, not about character, it doesn't matter if my character is good or bad, as long as I can inherit my mantle, I will be included in the door wall."

"The old man must have a competitive heart when he is young." Tang Zhendong said with a smile.

"Yes, when I was young, except for the fact that I could barely compare with you in magic, I was inferior to you in other aspects." The old man sighed, "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves." ”

"The old man can see it."

"I didn't see it at first, but after a long time, I can slowly feel your extraordinary, the aid station is really a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden."

"Haha, don't dare to be, don't dare to be." Tang Zhendong looks at fame and fortune very lightly, money is just something outside the body, fame and fortune are not the purpose of life, the happiest thing in life is to have a lover to match, and to have a confidant who can speak.

"Xiao Tsubasa followed you, and I also believe that his achievements in the future will not be low."

"The old man's apprentices must be famous people."

"Well, their fame is not small, they can all be called master level, but what can the master do, in addition to fame and fortune, he almost doesn't recognize his six relatives."

Tang Zhendong was stunned, this old man's tone was very loud, and his apprentices were all at the master level, so wouldn't he be a generation of grandmasters who could start a sect.

Who will he be.

Tang Zhendong kept hearing the people in his heart and wanted to sit down with him, but no matter how right it was, he couldn't get it right.

"Chen Bo, the most popular feng shui master in Hong Kong and Macao, Ruan Weiwu, a head lowering master in Southeast Asia, and Liu Linglang, a ghost control master, hehe, these names are loud enough."

Tang Zhendong was shocked by what the old man said, although he tried his best to put this old man on the celebrities he had heard of, but he never thought that the crazy and stupid old man in front of him turned out to be his great enemy-hermit.

Tang Zhendong was stunned for a long time and didn't speak.

"Master Tang, my two apprentices died in your hands, and you took away my most optimistic apprentice in advance, what do you say I should do to you." The hermit glanced at Tang Zhendong gently, and Tang Zhendong felt that he had been stripped of his lust by the hermit's glance.

"Haha, everything is fate, master and apprentice are fate, life and death are also fate." Tang Zhendong immediately calmed down and said with a smile.

"Yes, it's all fate." The old man just glanced at Tang Zhendong, and then returned to the posture of game life, nodded in agreement with Tang Zhendong's words, and laughed.