Chapter 140: Ghost Villa
And above the clouds condensed by the "true qi", Wu Ming floated in mid-air, constantly volleying out his palm force and hitting the Baihui acupoint above the heads of He Shangshu and the three of them.
The low-consumption internal force output, even if it is maintained for three days and three nights, is not difficult for top masters. But it is difficult to float in mid-air with the power of palm power like Wu Ming like this.
If there are people in the rivers and lakes who are familiar with martial arts to watch here, they will definitely worship him as a god who soars through the clouds.
It is Ye Gucheng at the top level of martial arts, who has never imagined in the past that martial arts can have such an amazing performance, and can only be judged by thinking that the operation and circulation of Wu Ming's true qi internal force has reached a shocking realm, so as to maintain such a consumption of martial arts.
In addition to Wu Ming's non-falling, it is also unbelievable that he slaps the Baihui acupoint to heal people's injuries.
It is important to know that the head is the meeting of the suns, the sect of the hundred veins, and the Baihui acupoint is the place where the meridians and qi converge, and it is one of the most important acupoints in the human body. Even if you touch someone who doesn't know martial arts, there is a risk of serious injury and fatality.
However, most of the palm power that Wu Ming used to maintain the floating state was poured into the Baihui acupoints of these three people.
Anyone who practices martial arts usually learns some medical techniques to use when they are not prepared. Although Ye Gucheng's attainments in this area are not as good as the local famous doctor Shi Jingmo, and not as good as the snow blowing in Ximen, it is also extraordinary.
Based on his experience, Wu Ming's actions seemed to be a method of healing major internal injuries, and in order to treat the three of them at the same time, it was convenient to hit the Baihui acupoint, so he chose the position of being in the air.
He looked intently, and saw that the other party's palm every time was simple and unpretentious, although it was treating internal injuries, it seemed to hide a set of esoteric exercises.
But he didn't even recognize any of the martial arts performed by the other party during the period, but it is certain that each of these "nameless" martial arts is by no means under the Zhenshan stunts of the various sects.
Seeing this, Ye Gucheng had to admit that if his martial arts were a white cloud in the sky, Wu Ming's skills could be said to be boundless and huge.
However, the white clouds are insignificant to the clouds that cover the sky, but they are also clouds. If it is a flying immortal who controls the white clouds, it may not be impossible to break through the heavy clouds and thick fog and see the blue sky above.
Ye Gucheng, who was watching from the sidelines, was constantly touched in his heart, and the three people who were poured in by Wu Ming from the top of his head with palm power had already lost the ability to think.
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They only felt that the hot currents above their heads rushed straight down, their whole bodies were paralyzed, and their brains were also chaotic.
The full moon gradually rose, and Wu Ming's palm moving above the heads of the three of them became more and more urgent.
Suddenly, he fell from the sky, changed the beat to a whisk, brushed the one hundred and eight big points on the three of them extremely quickly, and then slapped the back hard.
I saw that the hearts of the three of them were clear, and the turbidity was about to come out, and they spit out a bunch of bloodshot thick phlegm, and the embroidery needle that was originally embedded in the big hole on their chest had softened and fell to the ground at some point.
"It took you a day to heal the injury caused by the short-term acupuncture, does this mean that the opponent's martial arts are even more sophisticated?"
Ye Gucheng couldn't help but ask, he was not a curious person, but after witnessing Wu Ming's one-day practice, he really couldn't imagine that there were still people in the world who were better than Wu Ming.
Even Zhao Qing was far behind by Wu Ming in terms of skill, if he didn't break through, he would not be his opponent.
Ye Gucheng's previous expectation that Zhao Qing might come to the palace to deal with Wu Ming had disappeared without a trace.
Although he hoped that one day he would transform into a flying immortal who controlled the white clouds and challenge Wu Ming, but even if that day could come, it would probably be forty or fifty years later, and it could only be regarded as an extremely distant and ethereal future goal.
Regarding Ye Gucheng's question, Wu Ming's answer was:
"If it's just to restore them to the way they were, how can I show my means? While forcing out the steel needle, I also connected the yin and yang veins for these three people, connecting the meridians and acupoints around the body. When they are fully sober and familiar, they will find that their martial arts have improved a lot. ”
"As for the swordsman who left the 'war book', I hope that within half a month of the palace, he will be able to come and fight with me, so as to satisfy my desire to fight with others after decades of not meeting an opponent."
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The location of Ghost Mountain Villa is in the vast jungle in the west of Lingnan, and it is not very far from Yangcheng in the east of Lingnan.
It is built in a poor mountain and bad water, inaccessible area, and is extremely hidden, which greatly reduces the possibility of people in the righteous path tracking it down.
But on the other hand, if you want skilled craftsmen to build a mountain villa in this area and supply the materials of the wicked people in the village every month, the money consumption of the Mudao people is also huge.
As Lu Xiaofeng said in the original work, he doesn't know how much manpower and material resources he has exhausted to establish this foundation, and it is even more difficult to maintain it, even if each of them has to charge 100,000 taels, the expenses may not be enough.
If someone spends decades and millions of taels to build a powerful organization, even if the founder is the emperor who controls the imperial court, he will definitely pay attention to this power under his hands and maintain it more.
However, the Mudao people are different. For him, Ghost Hill is completely just a tool to achieve his goals, and he has never invested the slightest emotion. Even if he destroyed it with his own hands, it couldn't stir up much turmoil in his heart.
What Mudao people really care about, in addition to the position of the head of Wudang, may only be his biological daughter Ye Xue.
After two days, Zhao Qing and Mu Daoren finally came to the vicinity of the Ghost Mountain Villa.
The blue sky is like **** and picturesque.
In front of the two of them, there was a bottomless abyss.
There were white clouds below, and nothing could be seen.
If you get closer, you can see that there is a very thick steel cable in the white clouds, which crosses the cliffs on both sides.
On this side of the cliff, there is a large bamboo basket, which is hung on a steel cable with a pulley hook.
The cliff here is relatively high, and if you untie a rope, the bamboo basket will slide to the opposite side.
On the other side of the mountain, of course, is the Ghost Villa.
Zhao Qing is now walking on the slippery tightrope, to the other side.
The steel rope is very slippery, the mountain wind is very strong, and people walk on it, like a candle in the wind.
Looking at the past, there are white clouds on all sides, ethereal, floating and moving, the whole world seems to be floating, and it is not easy to walk on it smoothly and steadily.
Normally, she should go to the other side through the bamboo basket, which is not only safe, but also not slow.
But Zhao Qing's feet alternately dotted on the steel cable, as light and fast as flat ground, and it only took a few breaths to cross the distance of nearly 100 zhang.
I have to say that for a top master like her, it is much easier and faster to walk the tightrope directly.
If she hadn't seen the stone crane with the sword on the other side.
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