"What, he actually stood on the shoulder of the Medicine King Icon to pee!" Ye Changqing's face was full of shock: "No one in Tianqu City has ever dared to do this. Where is this rebel?"

"I'm leading more than 200 people to fight with the Sun family and the Zhao family in the Medicine King Field (the square under the statue of the Medicine King)!" replied the housekeeper Xiao Bo.

"How can I send someone from the nursing home to arrest him for me? Ye Changqing's face was already purple.

"The people in the nursing home are not the opponents of the little master at all!"

"Cold Moon, what about the four Cold Stars?"

"The four of them only listen to the words of the young master, this is your order. ”

Ye Changqing looked at Xiao Bo in a daze, with suspicion in his eyes, because he found that Xiao Bo's expression was a little gloating.

"No, Uncle Xiao, why are you so happy?"

"Anyway, it must be the Sun family and the Zhao family who suffer, the little young master has never lost a fight in the past two years. ”

"Of course I'm not worried about him, what I'm worried about is that he doesn't know how serious he will do and what will happen if he cripples people? You say how many people he has bullied in the past two years, no less than two or three hundred, one small fight in two days, and a big fight in three days. In a record day, 16 mothers came here with their injured children to denounce them. They all said that I, Ye Changqing, had no way to discipline me, and poked my backbone in the back. ”

"That's right, the little master said that your backbone is underpoked, which makes you angry, which will help blood circulation!"

Hearing this, Ye Changqing couldn't help but laugh, and said secretly: "What did the old man teach him?" and asked, "Why did he stand on the shoulder of the Medicine King Icon and pee?"

"It seems that when I climbed on the shoulder of the medicine king, I suddenly urinated, and then I urinated!"

"Then why fight?"

"When I got down from the icon, I felt itchy and wanted to find someone to fight, and I happened to see the son of the Zhao family and the son of the Sun family showing off their power there. ”

"That's the reason?"

"For the little master, this is also counted!"

"Why?"

"Because he's the boy king!"

"Young King?"

"Teenage Trick King!"

"That's... Where's the master?"

"Master, I should be a referee. ”

Ye Changqing slapped his forehead and sat down in a wheelchair, revealing a loveless look. In the past two years, this grandfather and grandson have often stayed together, Ye Changqing originally thought that with the old man's teaching, he had no intention of behaving in a good manner, but he didn't expect him to be like this. What he didn't expect was that he actually stood on the shoulder of the Medicine King Icon and peed.

"He doesn't know the status of the Medicine King in the hearts of the people of Tianqu City, this kind of behavior is blasphemy, it is taboo, once he touches something taboo, it will definitely lead to unexpected serious consequences. Ye Changqing had a worried look on his face, "How many people have seen it?"

"A lot!"

"Quick, tell the nursing home to go to the 'Pure Body Spring' to carry nine hundred loads of water, and ask him to carefully wipe the statue of the Medicine King from head to toe with a heart of pious atonement. ”

Xiao Bo's expression became solemn: "Yes, that's a holy icon!"

"The most important thing is that there are two months left to be the triennial 'Chaoxian Meeting'. The worry on Ye Changqing's face became more and more intense.

The setting sun was far away, leaving the fire clouds floating in the sky, and the green on the banks of the Lanjiang River exuded dazzling light, and the transcendent posture of the statue of the Medicine King stood on it.

Under the icon, nearly 500 young people with blue noses and swollen faces lay on the ground holding their abdomen and moaning in pain, and some people were crying and looking for their mothers, and there were long sticks and short sticks scattered around, looking like a battlefield.

A young man squatting on the ground slowly got up, his figure was straight, his back was tenacious, his complexion was dark, the edges and corners of his contours began to be distinct, with a slight injury, his bright eyes were impressive, and there was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing a touch of mockery, and when he looked around, his smile became bright and playful, and the provocation between his forehead and eyebrows showed his cynicism from time to time. He was fifteen years old.

"Boss, give me a hand," a swarthy teenager shouted to Wuxin as he stretched out his hand, baring his snow-white teeth.

Unintentionally reached out, pulled it up, and quipped: "Xiao Zheng, you are better at fighting than before!"

"Thanks to the boss, now I can pick three. ”

"It's already good, when your bones are stronger, you should be able to start ......"

"The boss wants to teach me immortal arts!" Xiao Zheng interrupted, his face showing excitement.

Heartless nodded.

Xiao is the son of the Xiao family among the four major families, and he is also the only teenager who has seen the unintentional use of 'special' powers.

If you have no intention of fighting with these people, you will not use the power taught by the four masters, which Ye Yaozu has repeatedly warned. At first, he didn't understand it, but as he came into contact with the world, he knew that that power could easily end a person's life. This is something he doesn't want to see. In other words, he once saw the death of one life, which will implicate the sorrow of many lives.

"Ye Wuxin, you wait for me, when Chaoxian will meet my brother and they will come down the mountain, I will definitely clean you up!" The slightly chubby young man struggled to get up from the ground, with hatred in his eyes, pointing at Wuxin. He is the youngest son of the Zhao family, named Zhao Tongyuan.

"Well, we're not something you 'savage' can mess with!" echoed another slightly emaciated, diminutive, dark-eyed teenager. He is the son of the Sun family, Sun Wangqian.

Wuxin looked at the figures of the two, and once thought that the two should change their names, so he often confused the two and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait." ”

Xiao Zhenghe Wuxin helped up the people on his side, there were more than 200 people, these teenagers had been beaten by Wuxin before, and they were willing to follow Wuxin out of worship. The strange thing is that these people are almost uninjured on their faces, and when Sun Wangqian and Zhao Tongyuan left with nearly three hundred people, the pain on their faces disappeared and they smiled.

This is the experience of unintentional fighting, and in view of the fact that there are too many people who have denounced it at home in the past two years, he warned his brothers around him to pretend to lose every time he fights, and try to show pain.

Ye Yaozu clasped his hands in front of his chest, and waited until the battle was over to give Wuxin a thumbs up, and the four people next to him, Han Xing and Leng Yue, looked not surprised. Their expressions were no longer sluggish, but returned to their previous coldness.

The clouds of fire disappeared into the sky, and the people in the square watched curiously as the Ye family guards walked towards the statue with water. Ye Yaozu didn't stop it, after all, the matter of peeing on the holy statue without intention was an emergency, and he couldn't stop it.

"Boss, you really don't need help?" Xiao Zheng asked.

Wuxin smiled: "No!" Then he looked up at the bronze statue standing tall.

Xiao Zheng raised his head, looked at the bronze statue, and smiled bitterly, the bronze statue that was a hundred feet high had almost no foothold, and they couldn't climb up.

"Go back first, my father told me to wipe it carefully with a heart of devout atonement. Wuxin smiled.

Xiao Zheng will want to leave with everyone. At this time, a young man walked out of the crowd, his shoulders were broad, his body was tall, and his face was fierce, but he had a calmness that people of this age did not have. In this way, it makes people look like he is full of silliness. He was a mute, and his name was Mo Chongshan.

Wuxin looked at him and gestured, understood his meaning, and said with a smile: "Another day, and don't say such kind words between brothers." ”

Mo Chongshan's eyes flowed with a hint of emotion, nodded, and turned to leave.

I didn't care to look at the nine hundred loads of water in the square, 1,800 buckets, and according to my father's wishes, it took three thousand six hundred times to wipe it back and forth.

For the things that his father commanded, he rarely disobeyed, because his father rarely told him to do things, and in two years, there was almost no disobedience, to be exact, this was the first time.

At this time, it was a summer night, many people were enjoying the shade in the square, he was embarrassed to use the power in his body to fly up, so he had to step by step, with a bucket in one hand, while secretly integrating the power in his body into the other hand and a pair of feet, so that he could cling to the bronze statue, in the eyes of outsiders, he was climbing, and he himself knew that this was actually walking.

Climb atop the bronze statue, splash a bucket of water, and then take off the newly opened rag from your shoulder, and carefully wipe it up.

There are many onlookers below, and no one has ever tried to climb the bronze statue with bare hands. I didn't want to go back and forth a few times, and when I saw more and more people, I secretly complained in my heart. Because he felt like he was being treated like a monkey being played on the street.

People were amazed at his physical strength.

By midnight, Wuxin had gone back and forth three or four hundred times, less than one-tenth, perhaps the spectators felt that there was nothing new, or why waste the beautiful time of the Spring Festival on a 'monkey', and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Ye Yaozu's body was not as good as before, he was sleepy and drowsy, and he had no intention of letting the four of Hanxing take him home, and he continued this great 'atonement' process alone.

When it was ugly, the square was already empty, and there was no one else, and he looked at the icon without intention, and then at nearly two thousand buckets of water, and his eyes flashed with light, and he flew up, stood in the void, clenched his hands into fists, stretched out his index and middle fingers in the shape of a sword, and put his hands on his chest and slashed them from above. Suddenly, a momentum rose from his body, and the wind suddenly rose around him. With his left hand on his temple, his right hand slammed into the bucket, and his mouth said, "Hurry!"

In an instant, two thousand columns of water rose from inside the bucket, and the wind surged from all sides, causing the columns of water to melt into a water dragon in the air.

With his left hand shaking twice, he pointed to the icon and said, "Go!"

The water dragon soared straight into the sky, turned around in the void, opened the dragon's mouth, and rushed down, looking at the momentum, it was clear that it wanted to swallow the holy statue whole.

Sure enough, the water dragon swallowed the icon.

Seeing this unintentionally, the left and right hands quickly meet in front of the chest, in the way of the left top right sink and the right top left sink. Then he put his left hand against his temple, waved his right hand, and said, "Certain!"

In an instant, as it approached the ground, the water dragon stopped, and the water flowed slowly over the icon.

Wuxin pointed with his right hand and said again: "Get up!"

A whirlwind rose from under the icon, and the wind grew stronger and stronger, turning into a tornado and enveloping the icon. At the same time, there was a 'swish' sound from inside the tornado, as if someone was bathing the bronze statue with a brush.

After a while, drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his left hand against his temple and his right hand pointing to the icon trembled.

Controlling such a level of water and wind is still a certain burden for him. Until there was a signal from his body that he could not continue, he slowly put his hands in front of his chest, pushed his hands forward and slashed away, and said, "Scatter!"

Suddenly, the wind dispersed, whirring, and raindrops fell. At the same time, the power sank into the dantian, and then exhaled and panted.

On the stone bench in the corner of the square, a person wearing a black robe, unable to see clearly, looked at all the actions of Wuxin from a distance. When the whirlwind disappeared, so did his figure.

"It's been two years, and there's still not much progress!" muttered Wuxin.

I looked at the sky, and it was almost dawn. When the light is not clear, the moon has turned west, and the stars have sunk into the clouds, he occasionally misses such a sky, because this time is the same as touching the abyss.

Looking at the icon, he flew up and stopped on the icon's shoulder, looking down on a dimly lit world. The corners of his mouth unconsciously hung a shallow smile, and then, lying on his back on the shoulders of the Medicine King Icon, the upturned Erlang's legs kept shaking.

A white shadow appeared in the square, looked up at the statue of the Medicine King, and smiled, as bright as a flower. The body slowly rose into the air, like a fairy who was going away from the wind, and when she saw the person on the shoulder of the medicine king, the smile in her eyes was even stronger.

She also landed on the medicine king's shoulder, and then sat down, unintentionally resting her head on her lap, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Tired?" she asked.

"Sort of!" Wuxin closed his eyes with a smile on his lips.