To each his own mind

At that time, the person trapped by Fat Maitreya in the pedestrian street was Guan Bejin.

A few days ago, on a whim, Guan Bejin walked all the way to the pedestrian street, but saw two street vendors squatting on the side of the road to play chess with great interest.

Speaking of which, what Guan Bejin is most fascinated by in his life is not any swordsmanship immortal technique, but the battle between the Chu River and the Han Realm.

Not to mention that the tiger also has a nap, this look, when he was distracted, Guan Bejin fell into the way of the fat Maitreya in a daze, and almost died. Thanks to the fact that he was able to come up with a classic drama of "Yongcheng Battle Stunned Hawkers" in time, he was lucky enough to escape with his life.

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Xiang Qian gently turned his wrist, and said with a smile: "Anyway, I still have to thank Old Man Guan for curing my wrist, otherwise, this herb will have to be wrapped for at least two more days......"

As he spoke, he had a plan in his heart before he spoke. Grandma's, if I can learn the method of treating injuries from Old Man Guan, hehe, I will send it. In the future, there is no need to do anything else, just on this street, just sit there, stretch out two fingers, no injections, no medicine, guarantee refers to the elimination of the disease. Hehe, long days, blue sky, this is an authentic long-term business! What's more, we do that business without roots! Haha.

With such a thought, Xiang Qian's heart itched and scratched, and he immediately couldn't sit still, and he gave He Zhengshen a look, and said faintly: "It's just, Old Man Guan, it's thanks to you today that my wrist was cured." Another day, as soon as the horn of your battalion was blown and the leg was pulled, the Central Red Army moved in great strides, hey, I am left with a little common man, miserable and miserable, if there is another small injury or something, I, I, I ......"

He Zhengshen instantly understood, smiled lightly, and said on the side: "How can it! Old man Guan is a well-known and well-known person in the upper realm, who is warm-hearted and chivalrous......

Xiang Qian said modestly: "Don't dare, don't dare, where do you need any springs, too greedy, too greedy, there is a scoop and a half, it's ...... Hey. ”

At this point, Guan Bejin still can't hear the meaning of the words of the two, but he is suffering from the limitations of heaven in the upper realm, and he can't pass on the exercises at will in the lower realm, so he hesitated for a while.

He Zhengshen said: "Today's matter, dangerous, dangerous, if there is no little brother, you have recruited the chengguan in time, alas...... Needless to say. ”

Xiang Xiang raised his thumb and praised: "Where, where, how can I be greedy for the merits of heaven! Uncle He, if it weren't for you sticking a knife in your ribs and sacrificing your life to take risks, I finally found out that Old Man Guan was trapped in the street, and even though there were tens of millions of chengguan here, it would be in vain! ”

Guan Bejin is upright by nature, born in a famous family, and has walked all his life, and he has never seen such a person who is about to repay his kindness, and it is quite difficult to adapt for a while. At the same time, he was a person with a violent temperament, and he was squeezed by the words of the two, and he could no longer be silent, and he shouted: "That's it, that's it, I'm Guan Mou has received the favor of the two of you, and I can't repay it. ”

Don't go beyond the expectation before this statement goes out of the way. Grandma's, who rarely learns your boxing techniques! And you can't make money, and if you practice, it's hard to go to the tricks? Or to rob a bank?

Xiang Qian immediately shook his hand and said, "Old man Guan's words are wrong. If you have been on it for a long time, you may not know that in today's world, peace and development are the main theme, and what is fought and killed is greatly incommensurate with this harmonious society. God has the virtue of a good life, and in my opinion, it is better to save the dead and help the wounded. ”

"That's it, that is, Xiao Xian was poisoned by the immortal food in the previous stage, and now he is trying to get rid of the poison root, if the little brother learns the art of healing, won't Xiao Xian also be able to greatly stain it?" He Zheng lost no time in quickly understanding his injuries thoroughly, what if...... Hehe, wouldn't it also save yourself and a lot of trouble in front of the direction.

Guan Beijin wiped a few handfuls on his beard with his right hand, frowned, and said, "This, it's difficult." First, I know very little about medical skills, and there are only a few strokes of the total, let alone what is to get rid of the poison of eating immortals; Second, I think that the little brother's cultivation has just stepped into the marrow washing period, and he has walked your path of literary cultivation, and the techniques we used to heal his wounds are all ordinary exercises of martial arts, and this way is very wrong. ”

After pondering for a while, Guan Beijin said: "That's it, otherwise, I will pass on a set of mental methods to the little brother, and when his cultivation has a foundation, then I can consider teaching all my healing methods today to the little brother." ”

Seeing that he couldn't learn the magic method of taking advantage of the money without a book, he was quite disappointed in his heart.

He Zhengshen was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "So good, so good." Old man Guan, I still have to bother you to teach this little brother both the mental method and the fist method, you look at our weak duo, one by one, they are powerless, walking in this evil rivers and lakes, like words, this?"

As soon as this statement came out, it was clear that it was necessary to make inches and start the price.

Guan Bujin didn't care, and said with a smile: "No problem!"

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In the Sangui Hall, when he heard that the chengguan suddenly inserted a pole, which made his previous perfect plan to beat the chicken and eggs, the fat Maitreya only felt a sweet throat, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and almost fainted.

He gave up the five-colored soul banner that he had meditated on and healed and painstakingly refined, and once he unfolded it, he had the opportunity to take the lead, unless he encountered the monk with great magical powers, otherwise, he could always extract a trace of aura from the trapped immortal every day. Day after day, eventually, it can disturb its mind, disintegrate its mind, and easily capture it.

It's just that his injury this time is really not light, and his cultivation has plummeted, and the soul flags he has refined are actually only effective for one day, so he has to replace them every day. In this way, the banner must be used for 13 days before the merit will be completed and the net can be closed.

Unexpectedly, on the last day of this visible merit, several teams of chengguan were killed out of thin air, and they actually destroyed all the five groups of soul flags!

It's over, it's over, the chengguan is making such a fuss, and the immortal must be shocked that he has no more chance. What is good for improving one's cultivation after refining the golden pill, but it's just a sweet dream.

The next step is to think about how to deal with Boss Yue.

Always hiding in Sanguitang, after all, it's not a solution.

Hmph, Boss Yue, are you really afraid that you won't succeed? The last time I fought in the warehouse, I was just unprepared and was caught off guard by you for a while. When my injuries heal, lay out a good set of formations, and then our good friends will have another showdown!

Fat Maitreya gently turned a green jade wrench on his thumb. This wrench finger is originally a pair, and there is still one in the hands of his junior brother, at this time, most of them are afraid that they have already fallen into the hands of Boss Yue.

But can this guy solve the mystery?

If this pair of wrenches are all there, they can form a very powerful formation, but right now......

Fat Maitreya's eyes were slightly closed, and he lay down on the chair and meditated quietly.