Chapter 317: The Master Returns to the Mountain

This time, I really sensed something, and when I invaded Li Qingcang's meridians, I vaguely felt that there was an internal force obstructing it, but the strength was not large, and I couldn't suppress my true qi, and it was not at all as majestic and domineering as when I took Li Qingcang's pulse last time.

This internal force poured into his body, and Li Qingcang's wrist was naturally itchy and unbearable, but he knew that this was Chen Zhangjiao exploring the qi induction in his body, to see how much true qi there was, and he endured the discomfort at the moment, and let Chen Zhangjiao's true qi pass through his wrist.

Chen Zhangjiao pondered for a moment, and the internal force he used could no longer pass when he reached Li Qingcang's elbow, changed his left hand, and applied it again on his right hand according to the law, and the internal force traveled to the elbow part and could not go up again.

Chen Zhangjiao let go of his fingers, nodded and replied: "There is really some internal force in your body, but the veins in your body are clogged, resulting in the qi in your body being unable to merge and penetrate, so you are only weak now, compared to ordinary people, if you can open up these blocked meridians in your body, maybe you can be saved." ”

Hai Ruyu was overjoyed when she heard this, and asked eagerly: "Zhangjiao Zhenren, what method can be used to help Qingcang open up the meridians, please help him, no matter how much it costs, we are willing." ”

Chen Zhangjiao waved his hand and replied: "It's not a matter of price, but whether I have such a great ability, to get through the veins of Li Xiaoyou, I have to use the golden needle to cross the acupoint, I can't do it alone, at least ......."

Before the words fell, a young Taoist hurriedly ran in and said to Chen Zhangjiao: "Zhangjiao Zhenren, the master is back. ”

Chen Zhangjiao was stunned for a moment, and only after a moment did he stroke his beard and smile, slapping the table and shouting, "Heaven's will! Providence, Li Xiaoyou, you are really a character with good luck, I still think that there are not enough people, Master Zu sent my master back, his cultivation is far beyond mine, your injuries are saved. ”

Li Qingcang was also very happy, got up and bowed to Chen Zhangjiao, and thanked: "Mengzhangjiao real people help to save me, I dare not say thank you, what will your faction send in the future, go to the soup and fight the fire, and never give up!" ”

Chen Zhangjiao shook his head with a smile and replied: "Li Xiaoyou, what people in our cultivation pay attention to is a fate, you and I have a fate, you should ask me Wudang to help you once, as for the future, just let it be, I Wudang has been a sect for hundreds of years, and the disciples in the sect are chivalrous and righteous, and they are anxious for people's difficulties, but they are not thinking of repaying favors." ”

Li Qingcang had an epiphany when he heard this, bowed his head and replied: "It's no wonder that the real person doesn't choose what to say, it's the younger generation who is abrupt." ”

Chen Zhangjiao nodded with a smile, his eyes were full of joy, and said to Li Qingcang: "I haven't seen the master for more than half a year, he wants to see you, a young hero, he must be very happy, let's go with me to meet the master!" My master's surname is Zhong, so I'll call him Zhong Zhenren later. ”

Li Qingcang nodded in agreement, and a group of people happily followed Chen Zhangjiao towards his master's residence.

Come to a quiet courtyard behind Zixiao Palace, outside the courtyard wall, a puffy green arrow bamboo grows gratifyingly, several bowl-mouth chrysanthemums bloom in the flower pond by the wall, green bamboo and yellow flowers cooperate with this antique and antique small courtyard built by the mountain, people have not yet entered the courtyard to feel a "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain" out of the dust.

The informal Chen Zhangjiao stopped at the gate of the courtyard and carefully checked the clothes on his body

After making sure that there were no mistakes, he reached out and tapped twice on the door. shouted: "Master, your old man is back, and the disciple has come to greet you!" ”

A gentle voice came from the courtyard: "Come in!" ”

When Chen Zhangjiao heard this, he hurriedly gently pushed open the courtyard door and walked into the courtyard with Li Qingcang and others. An old man was standing in the courtyard with his hands in his hands, looking at the people who came in with a smile.

When Chen Zhangjiao saw the old man, he hurriedly took a step, came to the old man, and said happily: "Master, your old man's complexion is really getting more and more Kangtai!" ”

The old man smiled and said nothing, his eyes swept over Li Qingcang and the others one by one, and when he saw Li Qingcang, his eyes were slightly stunned, and then he turned his eyes to look at Chen Zhangjiao, his eyes were full of inquiry.

Li Qingcang was also carefully observing this Zhong Zhenren, and saw that he was full of silver hair and pink complexion, like a baby. The figure is grown, the back is straight, and the divine light in his eyes is contained, and at a glance, he knows that he is a master of cultivation.

It's just that a sloppy and dirty robe on his body that can't see the original color covers up a bit of his fairy wind Dao bones, adding a bit of earthly aura to him that also eats fireworks in the mortal world.

Chen Zhangjiao saw the master asking himself with his eyes, and hurriedly introduced: "This is Li Qingcang Li Jushi, who is ashamed of being a disciple, but he lost his internal strength due to the injury of his dantian, and came to the disciple for help. ”

When Zhong Zhenren heard this, he took a serious look at Li Qingcang a few times, and saw that although he was not in good spirits, his eyebrows and eyes were frank and open, and he was by no means a sinister and cunning person.

His skill of observing people's faces is better than Chen Zhangjiao, as soon as he saw Li Qingcang, he knew that this person was by no means ordinary, and when he heard his apprentice say this, he knew the reason, and he didn't say much at the moment, he waved his hand into the room and let everyone into the room.

After the guests and hosts sat down, Chen Zhangjiao introduced Li Qingcang and others to the master.

Zhong Zhenren listened quietly, did not speak, motioned to Li Qingcang to put his hand on the desk, and stretched out his finger on Li Qingcang's wrist like Chen Zhangjiao.

Li Qingcang only felt a pure and rich breath winding up from his wrist, Daling, Neiguan, Intermittent Envoy, Xuanmen, Quze Acupoints were like a wire current, a tingling itch, and the muscles on his face couldn't help twitching twice.

When the current rushed to Qu Ze's acupoint, it encountered obstacles, Zhong Zhenren added a little force, and he couldn't move in an inch, seeing Li Qingcang's teeth clenched, he knew that the taste of this external force invasion was not very pleasant.

withdrew his fingers, and then rolled up Li Qingcang's sleeve to check the criss-crossing scars on his wrists.

Standing up and stroking a clump of silver whiskers under his chin, he asked: "This is strange, your dantian has been injured, how can there still be internal breath in the whole body, no wonder my apprentice will bring you to me, I don't know what kind of exercises Li Jushi is practicing?" ”

Li Qingcang hurriedly replied: "Zhong Zhenren, what the younger generation learned in his childhood was the family tradition of "Xiao Wuxianggong", which originally belonged to the Taoist mental method, and later he was taught by his righteous brother the mental method of "Returning to the Yuan Jue".

"After practicing with my family's exercises, the two were actually combined into one, and the younger generation was ignorant and understood that they were practicing alone, and they broke through the bottleneck a few months ago.

"I heard about Wu

It is the world's 'inner ancestral court', and it is to go to Wudang Mountain to seek the way to solve doubts. Chen Zhangjiao once gave a sign to the juniors, saying that the juniors should have such a catastrophe in their fate, so they had to go up the mountain to ask for help with the cheekiness, and asked Zhong Zhenren to fulfill it. ”

Zhong Zhenren was even more surprised when he heard that he had opened the second line of Rendu at a young age, and turned his eyes to look at Chen Zhangjiao, and after receiving a positive answer, he asked: "Poor Dao has traveled the world for decades, how come I have never heard of these two exercises?" Since you are a family martial artist, why don't you ask your family or brother-in-law to solve your doubts? ”

Li Qingcang lowered his head and replied: "The father and brother-in-law who taught me kung fu have passed away, and they have been living in seclusion and have never walked in the rivers and lakes. ”

Zhong Zhenren stroked his beard and sighed: "I see, apprentice, what kind of signature did you help Li Jushi solve last time?" ”

When Hai Ruyu heard this, she hurriedly took out the signature she asked for last time from Kun's bag and handed Li Qingcang's one to Zhong Zhenren.

Zhong Zhenren took the sign, glanced at it a few times, and then turned his head to look at Li Qingcang, his eyes were as bright as electricity, and he swept through him.

After a while, he spoke: "Li Jushi is the dragon and phoenix, and he is indeed a person with a destiny to protect himself, if ordinary people were seriously injured like you, they would have already broken their pulse and died on the spot, your magic skills are really extraordinary." Look at the meaning of this signature, you are indeed destined to have this catastrophe, it seems that my trip back to the mountain is also the will of God, disciple, go and invite your Uncle Wan to come over. ”

Chen Zhangjiao's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and he hurriedly agreed, and then went to Uncle Wan in person.

When Zhong Zhenren saw his apprentice go out, he opened his mouth and asked Li Qingcang: "Li Jushi, poor Dao sees that you have a very strong murderous aura, but you have a frank face, dare to ask, but you are serving in the army?" ”

Li Qingcang nodded and replied: "The real person is as wise as a torch, the junior is indeed a soldier, but he is not in the Chinese army, but in a mercenary organization abroad. ”

Zhong Zhenren nodded, stroked his beard and said, "No wonder this is the case, you are a bright and upright person in the poor Taoist Temple. Since you are a soldier, this injury is probably also caused on the battlefield, and what I want to remind you is that the battlefield is like a Shura hell, don't be blinded by blood and killing, and lose your heart, I hope Li Jushi will remember! ”

When Li Qingcang heard this, he hurriedly got up and replied: "What the real person teaches is that although the younger generation has blood in his hands, he will never bully the weak and oppress the good. ”

Zhong Zhenren sighed and said, "Killing and preaching!" You are doomed to kill in order to save people. I have traveled all over the world, read countless people, your face, bone appearance are the image of the male lord of the dominant side, you are not my Wudang disciple, I don't expect anything from you else, but in the future, if you really reflect the words on the signature, I hope you keep in mind the article of 'Ci Jian Ji people', so that the people under your rule can live and work in peace and contentment, and avoid the pain of being poisoned by the war and leaving their homeland. ”

Li Qingcang replied solemnly: "The younger generation also has such thoughts in their hearts, if there is really that day, they will not forget the teachings of the real people." ”

Seeing his statement, Zhong Zhenren nodded, and said: "This is the best, then the poor road will be 'broken and then standed, and the fish will turn into a dragon' according to this providence." Li Jushi invited him to our sect to recuperate in peace, and when he discussed with his junior disciples, he could start to heal his injuries in a few days.

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