Lu Zhi pursued the sweeping monk for nearly an hour, and with all his might, he finally intercepted him in front of a mountain stream.

"The predecessors are really old and strong, and with a person, they can still run in the mountains and forests for such a long time, and they are admired."

The sweeping monk sighed softly, and put down Murong Bo a little helplessly, letting him lean on a big stone on the side and rest for a while.

In fact, it's not that he can't run, but that Murong Bo, who is seriously injured, can't bear to run like this.

Although the sweeping monk has been breaking through the wind barrier with his true qi on the way, and walking between the mountains and forests is also like walking on the ground, which did not let Murong Bo be destroyed by the strong wind, nor did he suffer any big bumps, but the injuries on Murong Bo's body were already a little unsupportable.

Murong Bo's sneak attack on Lu Zhi failed before, and after being countered, the whole person was almost squeezed into meat sauce by the golden light, although he was saved by the sweeping monk in time, but the bones of the whole body had also collapsed most of the time, and the five internal organs were somewhat displaced.

If it weren't for Murong Bo's own good martial arts foundation, and the sweeping monk had been silently conveying his true qi to him to heal his wounds, I'm afraid Murong Bo's body would have stiffened at this moment!

But even if this is the case, it is only a symptom but not a cure, if you don't quickly and carefully diagnose and treat him, pick up the broken bones on his body, and then use his true qi to transfer him out of internal injuries, he will really have no power to return to the sky!

"Why do you have to chase after real people? The old monk really doesn't want to do anything with you. ”

Lu Zhi stared at the sweeping monk with burning eyes, and said, "But Poor Dao is extremely looking forward to fighting with his predecessors!" ”

The sweeping monk was stunned for a moment, and he saw the kind of light that belonged to the seeker in Lu Zhi's eyes.

He... Do you want to use the old monk to hone yourself?

Lu Zhi clasped his hands together, bowed down high, and gave a big salute to the sweeping monk: "Senior, please don't hesitate to give me some advice." ”

"I see, the real person is such an idea, do you want to use the body of the old monk to verify your way?"

Lu Zhi does not deny it.

In the past year or so, he has indeed accumulated a lot of things, Dao Tibetan classics, free learning, Duan's secret skills... Before he knew it, he had accumulated so much foundation.

But at this moment, he is only swallowing and absorbing these dates, but he has not yet fully digested and comprehended them.

Therefore, he needs a strong external force to act as a catalyst for him to integrate and digest these essences into the path he is practicing.

And such an external force and catalyst, in the world, I am afraid that only the sweeping monk can serve.

Others, even if they are as strong as Tianshan Tong's grandmother, are still missing the most important thing after all.

Because they haven't reached that state yet, they haven't been able to get out of the barrier and perfect their own way.

There is only one sweeping monk, who is the one who has really walked out of his own path, and the special 'potential' on the sweeping monk, Lu Zhi has only felt it in Lao Zhang's body before.

When he was still on Wudang Mountain, Lao Zhang had nothing to do on weekdays, so he would go to the golden top and slowly play a set of Taijiquan.

And at that time, Lao Zhang always had an indescribable charm on his body, even if it was just like the old man and lady in the park, punching slowly, not using half of his true qi at all, but that kind of mellow and natural feeling was a realm that Lu Zhi had not been able to reach so far.

At that time, Lu Zhi still couldn't understand the true meaning of this, but he just thought that Lao Zhang's skills were superb, martial arts had reached the heavens, and his every move was naturally in line with the rhyme.

At this time, it is already faintly clear, that is the embodiment of the way that Lao Zhang practiced, which is the unity of heaven and man in the Taoist, and the body is pregnant with heaven and earth.

Lu Zhi is also pursuing that realm now, and he already has some ideas, what he lacks is such a strong person as a sweeping monk to use as a pressure and catalyst.

"Please ask your predecessors to act as a whetstone for the poor road, a gossip furnace, and help the poor to get a glimpse of the realm of entering the road."

The sweeping monk nodded: "Okay, the old monk will help you as you wish." ”

"Thank you seniors for making it perfect!"

The sweeping monk nodded slightly, and then Lu Zhi felt his aura change, and a momentum of Yuanyu Yue suddenly pressed towards him like the top of Mount Tai.

Even if it was Lu Zhi, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and he felt that the air seemed to become viscous, and it was a little difficult to >>

Take a breath!

It's such a terrible momentum, just this invisible oppression, it has made people feel like falling into the abyss... If it weren't for Lu Zhi's spiritual power being strong and tenacious enough, I'm afraid that even he would have to be greatly discouraged by the aura of the sweeping monk.

"The old monk has not practiced martial arts much over the years, and the moves may have been rusty, so let's have a few moves with real people at will."

As he spoke, he saw the sweeping monk slowly raise a hand and press it against Lu Zhi in the air.

Airplanes!

Obviously it was just a silent palm, but Lu Zhi seemed to hear the earth-shattering earthquake like a tsunami and landslide, and then a strong gust of wind pressure came to his face, almost emptying the air in this square circle, which made Lu Zhi feel suffocated for a while.

It's so strong!

Under the palm of the sweeping monk, the power of the hollow-breaking palm seemed to be solidified, as if a boulder was pressing on the top.

Lu Zhi didn't dare to be careless, even if he raised his palm with all his strength, he greeted it with all his might!

Rumble!

It didn't seem to be as terrible as he imagined, Lu Zhi broke the blow of the sweeping monk with one palm, but the feeling of emptiness and instrength that hit the empty place with all his strength made him uncomfortable, and the true qi in his body was a little uncomfortable.

"Real people are a little too competitive." After lightly evaluating Lu Zhi's move, the sweeping monk said again, "The real person will take the old monk's unrivalled finger again." ”

The sweeping monk pointed out again, it was still that kind of taste, and in an instant, Lu Zhi's perception was that the sky and the earth changed color, obviously this finger did not contain much strength, but Lu Zhi was shocked by the 'potential' contained in this finger.

Lu Zhi shot out with a Shangyang sword, which could offset the blow, but the next blow of the sweeping monk had already followed.

Bang bang... Rumble!

A continuous explosion sounded from the mountains and forests.

Lu Zhi fell into a bitter battle, and he also knew that his current state was very wrong, and he seemed to have completely fallen into the rhythm of the sweeping monk, but he couldn't break free from that 'momentum'.

Compared with the sweeping monk's casual feeling of lifting weights lightly and lightly, Lu Zhi is like a fledgling hairy boy, who has no rules at all, and can only deal with it passively.

Six-vein divine sword, one yang finger, Tai Chi, Qiankun big shift.. Lu Zhi used the stunts he learned one by one, but he was never able to break free from that passive situation.

Like a moth caught in a spider's web, he couldn't use his strength, and the feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

But even so, he didn't give up, and he never used the golden light spell to break the game, and even the Yuanhong Sword behind him never pulled out.

What he asked for was such a heavy pressure, just like the striking iron, only by making the iron red by the charcoal fire, and then vigorously tempering it with an iron hammer to quench out the impurities in the iron one by one, he could obtain the hundred refined steel.

After nearly half an hour, Qiao Feng finally caught up, and at a glance saw the scene that seemed to have experienced the turning of the earth dragon, as well as Lu Zhi who was meditating in the field.

"Brother Lu!"

Lu Zhi opened his eyes, looked at Qiao Feng, and said a little tiredly, "Brother Qiao, you're here." ”

"This..."Qiao Feng looked at the mountain forest that seemed to have been plowed all over again, and his face couldn't help but show a little shock, "Brother Lu, have you fought with that nameless old monk?" ”

Lu Zhi nodded: "Hmm." ”

"I wonder how it turned out?"

"I couldn't stop that senior." Lu Zhi said apologetically, "I wanted to use the pressure of the sweeping monk to help me break through the heavenly barrier, but in the end, I couldn't afford to keep that Murong Bo anymore." ”

Pure martial arts cultivation, Lu Zhi is not the opponent of the sweeping monk, so if he wants to keep Murong Bo, he can only defeat the sweeping monk and take Murong Bo with the divine power of the golden light spell and the advantage of the Yuanhong sword from the beginning.

But he still chose to use sweeping monks to temper himself, and in the end he failed to keep them, but it was inevitable that he was a little selfish.

And Lu Zhi didn't hide this, and told Qiao Feng directly.

After hearing this, Qiao Feng was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head and said, "It's no wonder that Brother Lu, with that nameless old monk to save him, it would be extremely difficult to keep that Murong Bo." ”

"Brother Lu doesn't have to mind this matter, one day, if Qiao has the ability to catch up with the cultivation of that unknown old monk, then he can just take care of it."