"Energetic outward?"

Zhou Xiaoya showed a strange expression on his face, glanced at Old Man Jiang, and teased: "It's this kind of trick again? Didn't you play it all once last time......? The first time he said that I took a soldering iron, and the second time he said that I made a secret weapon, and today I came to this set again, and if I lose again after a while, I won't pick another reason to come out, just say that I threw fleas at him, right?"

"You...... It's just a bunch of nonsense, the old man's master is a peerless master of the Wudang faction, how can he wronged you for throwing some fleas? Hmph, besides, don't you take a bath when you are the old man's master? How can ordinary fleas climb on his old man's body?"

I don't know if my brain was a little messy because of Zhou Xiaoya's series of blows, the old man Jiang at this moment was obviously thinking a little wrong, how awkward the words that popped out of his mouth sounded.

The nurses and girls standing on the side covered their bellies and suddenly laughed.

Since the last time this situation appeared, it has almost become a conditioned reflex.

When the girls saw Old Man Jiang open his mouth, they subconsciously wanted to laugh.

"Okay then...... In the end, you can make it clear at one time, so as not to find fault with me again for a while!"

nodded, and Zhou Xiaoya directly agreed.

"Young man, how about the poor way compare with you to meditate and spit?"

Old man Jiang, who didn't wait for the side, explained, a thin old man over sixty years old man had already stepped forward, looked at Zhou Xiaoya, and continued with a cold face:

"Although you didn't see what kind of crooked demonic methods you used just now, this meditation and meditation can't be faked in the slightest...... Do you dare to compare yourself to the poor road?"

"Oh, master, can you slip a little bit? How many times have I promised this?" Rolling his eyes speechlessly, Zhou Xiaoya said with some annoyance: "I will soon become a repeater after a few more sounds...... If you are old, hurry up and talk about how to compare, my Xiaobai is still waiting to go home for dinner with me!"

As soon as these words came out, the girls who knew that Xiaobai was a spirit monkey laughed a lot.

"Well, young man, so daring!"

After praising Zhou Xiaoya, the old Taoist priest continued: "You and I meditate cross-legged, light ten candles in front of us, that is, three meters away, and blow out the candles one by one with each other's strength in meditation, so as to decide whether to win or lose?"

"It's that simple, so what are you waiting for? Girls, get the candles!"

As Zhou Xiaoya waved his hand, the twenty candles with the thickness of fingers were quickly taken over.

A large area was vacated in the center of the square, and Zhou Xiaoya and Master Canghe sat cross-legged side by side about ten meters apart, and three meters in front of the two, ten candles were lit each.

It happened that there was no wind today, the square was surrounded by high-rise buildings, and there were hundreds of onlookers at the moment, and after the twenty candles were lit, the candle flame did not even shake a few times.

Separated by a distance of three meters, and the person is still sitting cross-legged on the ground, there can be no other movements, nor can he lean over to blow anything, he can only extinguish all the candles with the breath of breath between his nose, I have to say, this is definitely a test of real kung fu.

By the way, according to the rules, even if you tilt your head and put your two black nostrils facing the candle, it is not allowed, so it is impossible to win by relying on a large lung capacity and the qi in the nostrils can be spewed out several meters away.

The breath that is really breathed in, that can be turned, the nostrils are facing down, and it has no effect at all.

And this is where the real test of kung fu comes in.

After the preparations were ready, Zhou Xiaoya and Master Canghe, who were sitting side by side ten meters apart, closed their eyes and began to try to enter the state of meditation and pranayama before they could control their breath, release it, and blow towards the candle in front of them.

Two people, twenty candles, occupied most of the square, and the people around them looked nervous, and they all held their breath, as if they were afraid that they would pant a little bigger, and suddenly they would sweep away the place in the center of the square with candles.

For Zhou Xiaoya, this kind of trick naturally can't be difficult for him.

If he really relied on pranayama, with his experience of having thought of the moth several times, it would not be difficult to blow out the candle three meters away with his snort.

But in order not to let the old crane who was ten meters away next to him do the same, he obviously didn't really plan to meditate seriously.

If he wants to blow out the candle, he has more ways to do it.

Even if he can't move his body or his hands, he just needs to throw a "wind spell" out casually in a thought, not to mention candles, even if a few small iron bumps are lined up three meters away, they can be blown without a trace.

But this is not his main purpose, in his opinion, taking this opportunity to take advantage of the face of the three of Old Man Jiang's master and apprentice is the most important thing.

Otherwise, if you don't take the opportunity to beat them up this time, who knows when you will come over to make trouble next time?

As soon as he thought of this, after Zhou Xiaoya closed his eyes, he immediately quietly recited the mantra in his heart, and his body did not move, but he had already smashed a mantra of "Ten Thousand Ants Devouring Elephant Cup" towards the old crane who was ten meters away from him.

Ten Thousand Ants Devouring Elephant Cup: This is the lowest level of the cup spell, driven by spiritual power, after casting, the other party is like being devoured by ten thousand ants, although it will not be fatal, but that kind of itch, but it is by no means able to bear by ordinary people, more importantly, the recipient can not find the itch on the body at all, as if an elephant climbed on the body of 10,000 ants, left and right, how to scratch useless.

After throwing this cup spell out, Zhou Xiaoya secretly opened his eyes a small slit, and sure enough, he saw the figure of the old crane on the side trembling slightly.

After determining the target of the cup spell, Zhou Xiaoya snickered in his heart, quickly closed his eyes, and pretended to sit up.

Ten minutes!

Fifteen minutes!

In the blink of an eye, twenty minutes flew by.

During these twenty minutes, the expressions on the faces of the hundreds of people watching around the square became more and more strange.

On the ground in the center of the square where everyone gathered, after Zhou Xiaoya closed his eyes, the whole person seemed to have immediately entered an ethereal state of false sleep, like an enlightened monk, his whole body was almost petrified, and he did not move at all.

On the other hand, ten meters away, the old road of Canghe, which was favored by everyone at first, seemed extremely abnormal and could even be said to be funny.

This old thing's whole body has not stopped for twenty minutes.

At first, I still trembled slightly, but later, I either shrugged my shoulders or stretched my neck, and at first glance I knew that I had not entered any so-called meditative state.

In the last few minutes, the old Taoist priest even twisted his waist slightly, giving people the feeling that his whole body was itching, and sitting there was like a year.

In fact, at this moment, the old crane does have suffering.

I don't know what's going on today, but as soon as I close my eyes, my whole body is crawling with a thousand or even 10,000 fleas.

It's itchy like this, people can't move yet, but everyone is watching outside!

This feeling is really sinful, that is, the old Taoist priest has achieved Zen skills, and after decades of patience, he has lasted so long, and if he is an ordinary person, he is afraid that half a minute will be enough to choke.

However, the old Taoist priest knows his suffering, but in the eyes of the onlookers, it is obviously not the case.

Seeing that he has been sitting down since he sat down, his whole body has almost never stopped, although there is no big movement, but shrugging his shoulders and crooking his neck or something one after another, where is this still a Taoist master in the world, sitting up, it is almost more qualitative than the monkey on TV!

muttering like this in his heart, the impression of the people watching around him was suddenly greatly reduced.

And at this time, the old Taoist priest who was originally just shrugging his shoulders and shaking his head and other small actions, I don't know if his nose and mouth suddenly itched, and he closed his eyes tightly, but he opened his mouth wide, yawning as if he didn't plan to close it for a while.

In addition, the nasal rays on both sides of the nose seem to be bulging.

"Ahh

Before everyone could react to what was going on, the old Taoist priest suddenly sneezed out like thunder.

As the sneezing sounded heavily, two gusts of wind instantly erupted from his two large nostrils that were slightly tilted because of his open mouth, and at once the ten candles three meters in front of him were blown out together.

Even the three candles in front of them fell directly to the ground because of the large air flow.

Such a scene instantly thundered down the hundreds of citizens who were watching around.

"Wow, what a powerful qigong!"

"Fart, what kind of qigong is this? This is purely a sneezing skill, relying on lung capacity to win!"

"I'll go, it turns out that this is a master of Wudang Taoism?

......

Looking at the dramatic scene in front of him, the stunned onlookers around were amazed, and the words reached the ears of the old man Jiang who was dumbfounded in front of him, and immediately made his face flush with shame.

Just as he moved his mouth and was about to say something to support the scene, the old crane who had sneezed in the center of the square suddenly opened his eyes.

"Apprentice, this kid is cheating, he is ...... He threw fleas at the old man...... Oops, it's itching to death......"

Yigulu got up from the ground, at this moment, Canghe Lao Dao's whole face was as black as coal, raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Xiaoya, who was still meditating with his eyes closed, and opened his mouth to scold, while already hurriedly pulling up his clothes on his body.

Isn't that posture the rhythm of catching fleas on your body?

When Leng Buding heard these words, the citizens around him who had not yet recovered from the old Taoist's earth-shattering sneeze were directly dumbfounded again.

Old man Jiang was even more miserable, as soon as he heard that his master was really as Zhou Xiaoya had predicted before, he found an excuse that he was a flea, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fell to the ground with a sad face:

"Uh......h I said, master, let's not make trouble......, okay? Where did the fleas come from? That kid didn't even move...... You...... You're too much of a fit with that kid, aren't you?"

The girls were stunned for a moment, blinked and laughed......