Looking at the old monk's smiling face, Chu Feng naturally smiled and saluted, "It turned out to be Master Xuanbei, I saw it in the morning, and I don't want to know it now." ”

"Amitabha, why should Lord Chu be polite. Xuan Bei smiled and accepted Chu Feng's salute, and then said very seriously, "Master Chu has not yet recovered, and it is better to speak in the house." ”

"That's how it should be, two of you, please. Chu Feng turned sideways and let go of the door, muttering a little in his heart: It was clear that the thirteen Shaolin monks had left together, why did this old monk and Qiao Feng get together.

Qiao Feng slowed down and let Xuan Bei go first. Monk Xuanbei and Qiao Feng's teacher Xuanku are both "Xuan" generations, although Qiao Feng doesn't know Xuanbei and doesn't know the relationship between the two, he still took the gift of the younger generation.

In the guest room, there are tables and chairs, and two people sit opposite each other. There was tea and water, Chu Feng took two tea bowls, washed them first, and then brewed the tea and handed them to the two. Although the technique is rusty, after a while, the room is still full of tea.

The Shaolin monks who went and returned, the silent beggar gang leader, and Chu Feng, who didn't know what to say after pouring tea for these two, stood at the table.

Xuan Bei watched Chu Feng finish making tea, stood aside, and said gently: "Come, sit down and talk." Waiting until he sat down at the table, he continued, "Looking at Master Chu's body shape and footwork, the external injury should be fine." ”

Chu Feng nodded at him, "Hmm", and secretly thought in his heart: "Body shape and footwork or something, do you mean that you swept the face of that group of Hui characters last night?"

"Doctor Xue's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, and Lao Gu admires him very much. But it was obvious that Chu Feng was thinking too much, Xuan Bei didn't dwell on that little thing in the morning at all, and his voice didn't stop, and he continued, "The injury of the meridians, the old man is not 100% sure, and he needs to take a good look." The topic of Xuan Bei changed quickly, jumping directly from the trauma to Divine Doctor Xue, and then jumping to give Chu Feng a look at the injury.

"There is Master Lao. Qiao Feng said loudly.

Xuan Bei said that it was "look at the injury", and the three fingers of the unknown in the food were put together on Chu Feng's left wrist. The warm current of veins poured in, and since he practiced the Northern Spiritual Skill, Chu Feng was already familiar with the feeling of this kind of internal force entering his body, and he was about to get used to it. Only this time, it was completely different from Xue Muhua's wisps of true qi and body just now, and he was swept into the sea of qi. This internal force passes through the acupoints of Dayuan, Yuji, Shaoshang and other acupoints, and goes straight into the sea of qi, and Chu Feng is very familiar with this "Hand Shaoyin Lung Sutra".

Originally, after the old monk's finger put his finger on his wrist, Chu Feng began to think about how to explain to these two the internal force that disappeared "for no reason". It's just that among the two in front of him, one was promoted to the leader of the beggar gang at twenty-five or six, and the other was Zen and transparent, Chu Feng only felt a lot of pressure. At the moment, this internal force went straight to the sea of qi, and Chu Feng was ready to pretend to be very calm to look at the surprise on Xuan Bei's face, and then he was ready to pretend to be stupid or cute.

Who knew that this internal force entered the sea of qi, and in a trance, it flowed out again, and this one in and out was actually trickle down without damage. Chu Feng was unexpected, but also a sense of happiness, his heart moved, the Northern Shengong was lucky, and the wisp of internal force was wrapped around his internal force, and then separated. Chu Feng suddenly understood in his heart, it was not that Beiming was not powerful, but that this great monk was deeply hidden.

This internal force entered from the "Great Abyss" of his wrist, entered the sea of qi and flowed out again, and then flowed through the whole body, endless and endless. The rolling internal force went back and forth in the meridians around Chu Feng's body, endlessly. At first, Xuan Bei's face was peaceful, but later he was slightly surprised. Chu Feng saw the change in his expression, and he didn't know what to do, so he had to continue to wait. After a while, Xuan Bei nodded first. Chu Feng was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that Xuan Bei had a way to deal with the symptoms, who knew that he immediately shook his head three times in a row.

The Shaolin monk put his three fingers on Chu Feng's life gate, and then he didn't put it down. Not only Chu Feng didn't know what the old monk was thinking, but Qiao Feng also didn't know, so he only thought in his heart: "If the Shaolin family has nothing to do about Brother Chu's injury, the world is so big, where should I seek medical treatment for him?"

The rain outside the window gradually subsided, and the fragrance of tea in the room was slightly dispersed.

"Fate, fate. Xuan Bei slowly withdrew his three fingers and muttered in his mouth.

Chu Feng and Qiao Feng glanced at each other, they didn't know what the reason for the "fate law" in Xuan Bei's mouth was, and waited for the following.

After a while, Xuan Bei seemed to remember that he was treating a young man, patted the back of his head, looked at Chu Feng and said apologetically: "Don't blame me when I think of some old things." ”

Chu Feng said in his heart: Master, you are really interesting, you yourself said "no blame", can we still blame you?

Xuan Bei didn't wait for Chu Feng to speak, and said to himself: "Master Chu's internal strength cultivation is really extraordinary, no wonder those boys can't please him." "Chu Feng was embarrassed, can we not mention this......

Xuan Bei continued: "In the early years, the poor monks practiced the 'Wei Tuo Pestle' hard, greedy for merit, almost the meridians were chaotic, and the teacher searched all over the world, but he could not cure me. In his tone, he was very melancholy, but Chu Feng and the others knew that Xuan Bei in front of them was already a first-class master in the martial arts, and the injury was naturally cured.

The old monk's words were always very jumpy, but Chu Feng moved in the center of his ear, and suddenly remembered something, and asked: "The 'Wei Tuo pestle' that the master said is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple?"

Xuan Bei glanced at Chu Feng and said with a smile: "What Master Chu said is right, it is the 'Wei Tuo Pestle' ranked forty-fourth among the seventy-two stunts of our temple. ”

"I wonder if there are other monks in the temple who can also do this kung fu?" Chu Feng asked again. Chu Feng's question can be regarded as crossing the line, in case he encounters a cautious person, Chu Feng can be regarded as listening to Shaolin secrets.

Qiao Feng coughed and said, "Don't talk too much, just listen to the master." Although the words were meant to be reprimanded, in this way, even if Monk Xuanbei was a little dissatisfied, he would not say that Chu Feng was wrong after him.

Monk Xuanbei was also slightly stunned, he hadn't heard anyone ask this question for many years, and replied with some surprise: "The kung fu of 'Wei Tuo Pestle', only Lao Qu is cultivated in the temple, I don't know why the donor has this question?"

When Chu Feng heard the name "Xuanbei", he had some impressions, and when he heard him say "Wei Tuo Pestle" or something, the impression became even clearer. As for now, he knows that he is the only one in the Shaolin Temple who is refining this kung fu, so he didn't run. It was him, who ran to Murong's house to see that this family was full of rebellion, and then was destroyed by the Murong family.

This is a typical "you know too much"!