Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 121

"Wait!" Zhang Yuqing interrupted him: "What does what you said have anything to do with Buddha?"

"The old man was about to talk!" The old man blew his beard and stared, as if he was very dissatisfied.

After glaring at Zhang Yuqing, he said in a retrospective tone: "For 50 years, in order to restore the teacher's family, I have taken revenge. The old man dare not rest for a day, and practice martial arts and moves hard every day. , just when I broke through the inner strength and stepped into the innate, it was his grandma who went crazy!"

When it comes to anger, the old man can't pretend to be a master, he even tore off a few beards, and cursed extremely corruptly!
"Going crazy?"

Seeing that Zhang Yuqing was puzzled again, the old man said depressedly: "You don't think I was born with such an ugly face, do you?"

"The so-called obsession means that something goes wrong when practicing martial arts. The vitality of heaven and earth wanders randomly in the meridians in the body, impacting the internal organs. My face is like this. The violent internal energy is constantly stirring in my face. Not recovering well."

"Otherwise, mere burns, with my innate martial artist's resilience, would have recovered long ago!"

Seeing Zhang Yuqing's expression of enlightenment, the old man continued: "I wanted to return to the place where the Gaoren's family was at the first time after breaking through the innate, and kill him completely behind closed doors. The police went crazy, this time, I'm not sure if I can beat the opponent."

"So, over the past few years, I have been looking for ways to sort out my internal energy."

"Kung fu pays off. Finally, I searched many ancient books and found a book called Buddha Gong, which can heal my injuries!"

The old man talked eloquently, and he meant everything he could to others: "I have been practicing "Zombie Art" in Feizhumen, breathing out earth energy and Yin energy, and I am always in danger of going crazy!
And the Buddha Gong is the orthodox Buddhism of Xuanmen, breathing out the Qi of Zhengyang, which is just used to collide with the out-of-control Earth Qi in my body! "

"According to my calculations, if you want to restrain the huge negative internal energy in my body, you only need to train a beginner in martial arts at the membrane level!"

"Helpless, since this Buddha's skill is an inherited method, the group of bald donkeys in Daguangming Temple died a hundred and eight years ago, and there is no ready-made Buddha's skill."

"Old man, I had no choice but to work hard and find someone who has the qualifications to practice Buddha Kung Fu, let him study hard every day, in order to cultivate a superb Buddha's positive inner energy, and then swallow it, melt it, and hedge against me The negative inner energy that is rampant in the body heals the wound."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yuqing naturally knew - he was the lucky one who had the talent to practice Buddha Kung Fu!
The old man stared at him sullenly, smiled and said nothing.

"I see!"

Zhang Yuqing muttered to himself, then raised his hand without hesitation to strike a few times! !
"Hahahaha!! Kid, this old man has been guarding against you!"

Seeing this, the old man smiled instead of anger, his body cut through the night sky as lightly as a bat, and flew to a nearby locust tree to squat.

"Catch a beggar boy at random, but he didn't expect to hide his backhand. This magical weapon, I'm afraid the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan will also be amazed by it!"

The old man praised: "People are also sensible and know how to endure. They are sure to turn their faces in the last few days, and they have eaten my 40-plus days of empty pay!"

He thought that Zhang Yuqing's previous submissiveness was all fake, and he was already prepared to turn his face in the future.

"Having this kind of divine weapon, you might be the posthumous son of that ruined sect, just like the old man back then..."

Thinking of this, the old man looked at Zhang Yuqing with green eyes.

The greed in his heart grew stronger.

Back then, he took advantage of the chaotic situation outside, killed his senior sister, his wife, and his master's son, and snatched the last legacy of Fei Zongmen to escape.

That is a resource that is huge enough to make a person reborn and grow up quickly!

Zhang Yuqing's various performances, weird hidden weapon techniques, and abrupt martial arts from scratch all meet this condition!
If you kill him, you will surely get a windfall immediately!
"No, I can't kill him yet!" The old man shook his head, took out the bell from his pocket, and said solemnly, "It's not a bad idea to swallow his power to heal his injuries, and then let him die."

"Hee hee, let your elder brother come and play with you, be careful and don't die."

The old man let out a sneer, stared at Zhang Yuqing darkly, and shook the bell.

"boom!"

The hall in the distance suddenly shook, and then the sound of heavy objects being lifted was heard.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Heavy footsteps sounded slowly.

Zhang Yuqing seized the opportunity, aimed at the old man on the tree and fired a few shots, but because the distance was too far, the opponent easily avoided him.

'It seems that to deal with these high-strength fighters, if the firearm wants to kill with one blow, it must be drawn into the distance, and then aimed at vulnerable places such as the mouth, nose, and eyes! '

Zhang Yuqing felt something.

A tall and strong figure slowly lengthened under the moonlight, broke through the arched wall with a crash, and rushed into the backyard.

Zhang Yuqing's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously called out, "Second Senior Brother?!"

The visitor's face was pale and bloodless, with a face he was very familiar with.

The mole on his chin clearly showed his identity, wasn't it the man with the mole that Zhang Yuqing killed?
"No, that's not right!"

Zhang Yuqing shook his head and said: "Although the two are very similar, the details are not quite right, the clothes of the second senior brother are newer, and even if the dead body is resurrected, it doesn't make sense to connect the arm that was broken by me, right?! "

"whee--"

The old man at the tip of the treetop said with a strange smile: "Does it look familiar? Does it look like the second child?!"

"'He' is my big disciple!"

The old man shouted loudly: "I fly to the Zombie Gate to practice Zombie Kungfu, but I don't intend to turn myself into a zombie!"

"That thing is so uncomfortable. I lost all five senses. Even if I live to become the number one in the world, I don't want to!"

"Hee hee, the ultimate skill of our sect is to become paralyzed after practice! Once the order is given, there is no one who dares not to obey!"

"Old Daoist, I am practicing the first volume of zombie skills. You disciples can only practice the second volume. When the time is right, I will seal your five senses, and then inject silver needles into the acupuncture points, and feed them for three to five years to wear them off. Consciousness, there will be an extra obedient internal strong 'zombie'!"

"what?!"

Zhang Yuqing was shocked, and while blocking the powerful attack of the 'black mole man' in front of him, he said: "Could it be that he and the second senior brother are twins?!"

"Not bad!"

The old man twirled his beard and proudly said: "This kid is diligent in practicing martial arts on weekdays, and he broke through his innate talent early. The old man was not sure that he would be able to restrain him and turn him into a zombie, but he didn't want the second child to recommend himself and stupefied him Brother, let this old man easily succeed!"

"Speaking of which, the second child was killed by you, right?" The old man looked at Zhang Yuqing, who was struggling to support him: "He was so loyal to me, and he only wanted to get the rank of the zombie, and to be the real man of this old man." The closed-door disciples not only dealt so hard with their own brothers, but even took care of the dirty work of feeding the disciples."

"Although it's cruel and shameless, it's exactly the kind of talent I need to fly to Zombie Sect!"

The old man was very emotional and chattered endlessly: "It's a pity that I'm not very clever. I lived with you for more than forty days, but I didn't find your weakness, and let your assassination."

"But it doesn't matter, when I devour you, I will avenge my second child!"

Thinking of this, the stern look on the old man's face flashed away.

He bit his thumb and scratched a blood symbol on the bell.

Then shake the bell vigorously, and the sound of the jingle bell rang loudly for a while.

And after this noise penetrated into the eardrums of the pale-faced 'man with moles', he seemed to have received some inexplicable stimulation, blood suddenly appeared on his pale face, and then the muscles in his arms doubled!
"Roar--!!"

A roar that didn't sound like a human voice came out of his mouth, and he slammed towards Zhang Yuqing's shoulder!
Those two thick arms were as solid as two telegraph poles, if they were held by him, they might be crushed to pieces if they were pulled hard.

Zhang Yuqing saw the old man's strength, and felt that he could no longer get anything out of his mouth, so he stopped hiding his methods.

He dodged back with light steps, just avoiding the opponent's arm range.

The old man's eyes froze slightly, and he murmured uncertainly, "Strong inside? Innate?!"

"No, it's impossible!"

He felt that he might have misread it. Even if Zhang Yuqing was the posthumous child of a certain sect, he would never have innate strength.

Innate means that martial arts have been cultivated to the internal organs, and the internal energy flow has no stagnation, and even the fragile organs are no longer weak points.

Therefore, it is also called the inner strong state!

Just now those disciples yelled that Zhang Yuqing had rebelled. He thought it was noisy, so he beheaded them all with a sword, but he didn't hear what those people said clearly.

At this moment, seeing Zhang Yuqing suddenly burst out with the super fast speed that can only be possessed by the inner strong state, he immediately felt that it was tricky!

Zhang Yuqing's body suddenly swelled twice, his rough muscles bulged high and knotted like a python.

He stretched out an index finger, and tickled the mindless 'elder brother' provocatively.

'Eldest brother' didn't seem to be completely unconscious. When he was provoked, his blood-red eyeballs showed a touch of anger and pain, and he clutched his forehead and let out a stern roar!
"No, Qi and blood are circulating too fast, and the acupoints sealed by the silver needles can't hold up anymore!"

In the shadow of the treetops, the old man took out a small bundle from his skinny body and opened it one by one.

There are many long, narrow and sharp silver needles inserted secretly inside.

"go with!"

He picked up two silver needles as small as a cow's hair with his index finger and middle finger, and shot them out with all his strength, hitting two key acupoints on the back of the head of the 'big disciple' who almost ran away.

"what--!"

The roar of 'big brother' gradually became low, and the eyes that had regained their clarity were once again covered with a layer of gray haze, and fell into dead silence.

'It turned out that he wasn't really turned into a zombie, but he was suppressed by secret methods and used his body for his own use! '

Seeing this, Zhang Yuqing also saw the tricks of the Flying Zombie Gate.

I really thought it was a corpse training school, but it turned out that it was just a name, and the meaning of intimidation was greater than reality.

However, it is conceivable that this kind of sect is naturally a villain in the martial arts world, and it is not uncommon for it to be wiped out by seniors who dislike it.

At this moment, Zhang Yuqing really wanted to do justice for the heavens and eradicate the old man, the remnant of the Flying Zombie Sect!

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Qi and blood poured into the acupoints of his legs, his body swayed, and he seemed to rush to the side of the 'big brother' slowly but really quickly.

All this was completed in a very short period of time, and others could hardly react!
"Sure enough, he is an innate master in the realm of inner strength!"

At the top of the tree, a solemn look appeared in the old man's eyes.

Zhang Yuqing once again exploded with full speed, which made him confirm his guess.

In the courtyard, Zhang Yuqing was fighting with the 'zombies' controlled by the old man.

"call--"

As soon as Zhang Yuqing approached, he immediately swung out his palm in a subtle way, causing a majestic rumbling wind, and the palm containing infinite force slammed on the joint of the 'zombie''s neck.

There are a large number of meridians and blood vessels here, which are extremely fragile.

Ordinary people have to wait for a long time for a hand knife that is neither light nor heavy before they can calm down.

puff!
Zhang Yuqing's broad palm met the 'zombie''s tough neck, which instantly broke his neck.

The speed is too fast. Although the "zombie" also has the strength of the inner strength, but because his consciousness is sealed by the old man, he relies on instinct to fight against the enemy. Although he can sweep everything under the same level, once he meets a master of the same level , Immediately exposed the shortcoming of slow response!

It turns out that Flying Zombies is not just advocating "corpse soldiers" to fight blindly, "corpse soldiers" is just a means of fighting the enemy, in order to be able to bully the few with more when others are fighting!
The owner and the 'corpse soldiers' end together, which is the traditional fighting method of the Flying Zombies.

Helplessly, the old man is a remnant of the Feizhuan sect, and the entire sect was wiped out not long after he joined.

For so many years, he has been relying on hard work and self-taught.

No one taught him how to practice the martial arts of Feizhuanmen to be orthodox. He could only rely on the old cheats brought out from the school to figure it out by himself.

That's why he became obsessed when he broke through his innate ability.

Even if you practice a 'corpse soldier', you can't completely control it, and you will lose control in the middle of the night.

It has to be sealed in the coffin from time to time to soak the earth's air.

"Roar!"

Pain appeared on the pale face of the 'zombie', his head and neck were almost broken and twisted, hanging limply on his shoulders.

Seeing this, the old man felt a pain in his chest.

This 'corpse soldier' ​​cost him a lot of time and money, and even recruited the most gifted disciples in order to be able to train.

This was nearly killed by Zhang Yuqing's palm, so he couldn't be heartbroken.

"Don't hurt my apprentice!"

The old man's voice was like the howling of an eagle, sharp and ear-piercing.

He drops the bell, draws the wooden sword from behind and goes into battle!
This time, he didn't care about his own safety. Since it was found out that Zhang Yuqing was also a congenital master, he had to end the battle himself and make a quick decision.

Lest the ship capsize in the gutter!
The old man was holding a wooden sword, and his temperament suddenly changed again.

The sword in his hand was neither gold nor iron, and it was branded with mysterious and numb cloud patterns. It looked like it was made of wood, but it cut iron like mud.

Zhang Yuqing saw clearly that the old man was as fast as a swimming dragon holding the sword, and every time the tip of the sword crossed the ground, it was like a hot knife cutting butter.

(End of this chapter)