Fu Shifeng

Chapter 55
"Maybe his mind wasn't here from the beginning."

Afu couldn't help laughing when she saw Cheng Sanwu's silly appearance who was still asleep and snoring slightly.However, with just these few words, most of the red and swollen palm prints on Cheng Sanwu's cheeks have disappeared. This kind of self-healing ability, even Afu is deeply impressed.

"But I just noticed that Cheng Sanwu did experience an unusual change, which was terrifying and indescribable. And Cheng Sanwu seemed to be trying his best to suppress that change." Seeing Afu, Jiang Zhen frowned slightly. Wrinkled: "He said... he wanted to eat me."

Afu definitely wouldn't take these words as flirting words between a man and a woman. Considering the poison hidden in the mantle lotus, the nature aroused by Cheng Sanwu's incompleteness is just the desire to eat.

"Sister Fu, has Cheng Sanwu always eaten like this?" Jiang Zhen asked.

Afu nodded and said, "It's huge, even compared to other warriors, it's still an amazing appetite."

In fact, the appetite of martial arts practitioners does not increase with the improvement of martial arts, otherwise those top masters would not have to do other things all day long, just eating would be enough.

With the improvement of martial arts realm, the body's internal organs, meridians, muscles, bones, skin and flesh will gradually change. The so-called washing marrow and cutting hair, changing tendons and changing bones, but this is the case, and each of the three religions also has its own meticulous attention.

And the symptoms that are revealed on the outside, or the gray hair turns black, the teeth fall out and regenerate, or the rejuvenation stays in the face, and the strength of the muscles does not fade.Even if you can't eat without food like the Taoist masters, you can still digest all the nutrients in the five grains, meat and vegetables, and you can take in more even if the amount of food is similar to that of ordinary people.

Even for some masters who have cultivated to the point where the qi is emitted, the panacea that can replenish the qi, blood and essence in the body, snake gallbladder ginseng, may be more practical.And Cheng Sanwu's habit of eating an astonishing amount of food is more like a reckless man who fights with brute force. Not only is it a waste, but just digesting food is also a burden on the internal organs, hidden hidden dangers.

"No." Afu recalled the details of the past and noticed something strange: "Although Cheng Sanwu eats a lot, he eats more and leaves less."

Jiang Zhen stared at the dowry bronze mirror, carefully pressed her fingers on a red silk, and flicked it slightly like playing a piano, vibrating the golden needle at the other end.

"His Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian Qi is very strong." Jiang Zhen noticed the abnormality, and his eyes flickered: "The food that ordinary people take two or three hours to digest, he is like this now, I am afraid that he can eat all of it in two minutes."

Although Afu is not as proficient in Qihuang medicine as Jiangzhen, she can also hear the problem: "Didn't you say that his internal energy is disordered? Why is the energy in the Yangming Jing still circulating as usual?"

"He, he..." Jiang Zhen raised her eyes slowly, and said in horror: "There are two sets of meridians in his body."

……

"Oh, I became a prostitute at such a young age."

In Pingkang Square, in a room of a brothel that is plainly furnished and not much better than a folk house, Poor Confucianism is wearing a long-washed narrow-sleeved gown as usual, but this time he did not wear the old man's mask. Instead, he revealed a gentle face with sword eyebrows, star eyes and a neat mustache.

Poor Ru sat on the edge of the bed, looking at a thin girl beside her with tear moles in the corners of her eyes. She was falling into a nightmare at the moment, her brows were slightly frowning, and she was curled up in discomfort.Poor Ru raised his hand to press the Shenmen acupoint on the girl's wrist, and the soft and long zhenqi flowed in, making her feel at ease, the nightmare subsided, and her whole body softened.

"The bone phase is only 13 years old, but the appearance of the meridians and internal organs is seventeen or eighteen years old. The lesion is hidden, and I am afraid that within three years, she will die of premature aging." The girl's brows stretched, as if falling into a sweet dream, but It was Poor Confucianism's turn to look worried.

"The land of three songs in Pingkangfang is the most tormenting place." It was not a living person who said this, but a lifelike wooden kite: "Let's not say three years, if this girl earns less money, she will be killed immediately." You will be beaten and scolded by the madam. If you are unlucky to conceive, just aborting the child will probably kill her."

Also in the guest room were not only Qiongru and Muyuan, but also a Taoist priest in hemp robe, holding a small clay figurine in his hand, like a child's doll.However, the surface of this clay figurine is covered with meridians and acupoints of the human body, with meticulous attention to detail. At this moment, there is still a trace of light circulating on the clay figurine.

"I just...can't bear it." Poor Ru sighed.

"Yes, yes, you heard that Master has a big heart to help the world and save the people, okay?" Mu Yuan's voice was indistinguishable from male to female, but it was full of mockery: "Pingkangfang is not only a place of three songs, it is you You have to come to this brothel. I thought you were going to follow the example of those who have been admitted to the imperial examination, and go to the land of Nanqu to have sex with prostitutes for fun."

The poor Confucian who was called Master Wen smiled wryly and brushed off his old robe: "With my appearance, go to those big houses in Nanqu? I'm afraid I will be beaten out with sticks."

"Are you still worried about having no clothes to wear?" Mu Yuan snorted coldly: "Back then you presided over the Huangji Tianguang Formation in Chang'an, but the appearance of Fuyi Fushang and Eguanbo belt was so great that the great ancestor of Xia saw him, and he wished to put you on the spot Withhold it, and become prime minister for him."

"That's a dress, how can you wear that kind of clothes when you come to this kind of place?" Master Wen waved his hands.

"Then don't come here!" Mu Yuan immediately retorted, as if she was a little out of breath, and jumped on the spot twice.

Master Wen raised his chin slightly, and motioned to the Taoist in hemp robe: "Didn't Hong Ya say that before? If you want to find out the meridian weather of Cheng Sanwu, you can't be too far away. You can't go to Zhongnan Erqu, so you can only come to this one." You didn't see it just now, but when the madam saw both of us, she was full of disgust, and she just pushed this frail little girl to us."

"Isn't this nonsense?" The person behind Mu Yuan must have an impatient temper: "You two old men, dressed in poor rags, no one likes you!"

"I am a cultivator of the Tao. I should get rid of the ornate decorations and return to simplicity." The Taoist man in the hemp robe did not lift his head, but focused on the clay figurine in his hand.

Mu Yuan said mercilessly: "Go and tell those fairy masters in Jixianyuan and Xuandu Temple who are dressed in purple clothes. They come and go in chariots and sit on the throne, and princes and nobles compete to pay homage. It’s from Jin Daiyu. There are also two princesses who entered Taoism more than ten years ago, and the vows and letters piled up like a mountain, and the temple built by the two of them cost millions of dollars. Is this called returning to simplicity?”

The Taoist in Ma Pao didn't answer, and his expression didn't change at all.Master Wen said with a smile: "Hong Ya is Fangwai Gaozhen, he doesn't care about the king, he ignores all the rewards given by the emperors of the two dynasties, isn't it for nothing that you told him?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you have a cheap mouth?" Mu Yuan scolded angrily.

Master Wen took Mu Yuan's scolding as normal, and looked at Taoist Ma Pao: "Hong Ya, can you give me three Five Bud Juzhen Pills?"

Hong Ya didn't move his eyes, still staring at the little clay figure, but asked indifferently: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to save this little girl." Master Wen replied.

"There are many people in this world who are deeply trapped in mud, and you can't save them." Hong Ya's tone was cold.

"I saw one and saved the other, and you went to the Nanhai Heling country to collect medicine, didn't I also lend you the Liuhe moment?" Master Wen's tone was sloppy, not as if he was revered by scholars all over the world more than a hundred years ago The generation of Confucianism that I look up to is exactly like ordinary people in the streets and alleys bargaining for prices.

"The elixir can be given to you, but how do you plan to save it?" Hong Ya said: "Ordinary people take the five-bud Juzhen elixir to build a Dao foundation, which is not in line with her current situation."

"I plan to take her as an apprentice." As soon as Master Wen said this, the room fell silent for a moment, and even Hong Ya couldn't help but look sideways.

"Did I hear you right?" Mu Yuan shook her wings: "Master Tangtang, the sage of the East China Sea who founded Hongfan Academy, after so many years, finally accepts apprentices? Is he still such an illiterate, thin, sickly prostitute?"

"What kind of saint is not a saint? Today I am a poor Confucian, and the world doesn't know." Master Wen shook his head and looked at the girl with a tear mole on the bed: "Taoism talks about chance, Buddhism talks about destiny, let's just treat it as a coincidence. I don't know." Dare to claim that you can save the common people in the world, but at least save the person in front of you first.”

"Your chance is too great. Her fate is too low to bear." Hong Ya shifted his gaze to the clay figurine again.

"Even if you don't mention fate, three five-bud Yimai Pills, and you have heard that Master has not stopped Qidumai since just now, few people in the world have enjoyed this opportunity!" Mu Yuan said.

Master Wen kept pressing the girl's wrists with his fingers, and his true energy flowed into her body continuously, sorting out all the veins in her body.This young prostitute who has fallen into a humble prostitution has no idea at all. What she is going through at this moment is enough to amaze the scholars in the world and make the warriors in the world envious.

"A few years ago, I thought it didn't matter. Now that Cheng Sanwu came to Chang'an, I have to make some preparations when the situation changes." Master Wen said calmly: "If the gluttonous one wakes up in the future, we old fellows should do our best. In case of an accident, Fu Shifeng should leave a descendant, right?"

"There are a sea of ​​Confucian scholars and scholars in the world, so you insist on accepting her as a disciple?" Mu Yuan was puzzled: "You fainted her just after entering the door, and you haven't carefully studied the character and character. Are you too hasty? ?”

"Because there is teaching, there is no class." Master Wen only answered this sentence, without further words.

As soon as the words fell, Master Wen raised his hand to catch the white porcelain bottle thrown by Hong Ya, and heard him say: "Three five-bud Juzhen Pills, don't take them right away. After the pulse extension is completed, let her nourish the visceral qi and blood. Say it again."

"Thank you." Master Wen put away the pill, still pressing the girl's wrist, and asked, "How is Cheng Sanwu?"

Hong Ya said without turning his head: "The Profound Vein has been activated, temporarily replacing the original Zhengqi Meridian."

"I didn't expect the profound veins to activate at this time." Master Wen murmured.

"I just said those guys from the Ministry of Internal Affairs can't be trusted!" Mu Yuan jumped up and down a few times: "Those girls lured Cheng Sanwu with their beauty. This time they used poison, and the next time they only I'm afraid it will be even more sinister and unpredictable!"

"Do you think Cheng Sanwu was being teased by them?" Master Wen twisted his beard and said, "I can't see it. Although it is said that the trees are planted in bad soil, they may not be able to bear fruit. In the Taiyi Longchi, Taotie was molded into a human body. , Hong Ya proposed to develop another set of meridians, in case the original meridian qi mechanism is disordered, there is also a backup response. Isn't it coming in handy now?"

Mu Yuan asked: "Hong Ya, you probably learned this set from me, right? I always have an extra set for every new mechanism I make."

Hong Ya didn't have the heart to chat with the two of them, and said bluntly: "This is not the first time that the profound veins have been activated today."

Master Wen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Did you activate it during the battle with Ankuti?"

"No." Hong Ya's words were convincing: "Although there are almost no traces, I can still feel a trace of the sharpness of the blade."

"Anquti was beaten to death by Cheng Sanwu with his fist, and at that time, he should have borrowed the evil power of gluttony." Master Wen quickly made a judgment: "It seems that Cheng Sanwu touched the profound veins by himself .”

"Just that reckless man?" Mu Yuan didn't quite believe it.

"Stupidity kills wisdom, blindness beats wisdom." Hong Ya reminded, "You and I should be thankful that Cheng Sanwu chose to let himself fall. The last time he used his wisdom was the Heyang murder."

"Killing more than a hundred people by yourself is not a skill, but the power lies in the fact that there are more than 100 people in the Sun family, and none of them can escape and call for help. They were all killed overnight." Master Wen said: "And believe me, Cheng San Five that time is not too much brains."

"If Cheng Sanwu can grasp the profound veins, it may be a different style." Hong Ya said seriously: "The two sets of meridians are entangled like yin and yang, and contradictory. This is the way to deal with Taotie."

"Using the spear of the son and the shield of the attacking son, let Taotie fight desperately with Taotie." Mu Yuan was amazed: "It's also thanks to you that you can come up with such a vicious method."

……

In an empty wilderness, black clouds drift like smoke, filling the sky and the earth, and occasionally there are strange whistling sounds from a distance, like night ghosts in the empty forest, which makes people shudder.

Cheng Sanwu woke up from a trance, looked down at his hands, and slowly clenched his fists without any expression on his face.

As if sensing the existence of Cheng Sanwu, the black shadows floating in the sky suddenly flowed and gathered on the ground, condensing into strange human shapes. They were covered with long black hair, with a pair of thick sheep-like horns on the top of their heads, either coiled or pointed. The sheep's hooves on the lower body are thick and powerful, and the arms are human-like but have sharp claws.

When these weird human figures turned their heads towards Cheng Sanwu, they revealed faces, including men and women, old and young, with different expressions, such as glaring and resentful, or frightened, as if they were all frozen At a certain point in life, no more changes.

The clothes on these monsters with horns are broken, but it can be seen that some people are wearing civilian clothes and some are wearing armor, but the shape is very different from that of Daxia today, as if they were characters from a long time ago, wandering in this wilderness for more than a few years.

Cheng Sanwu's expression was extremely calm, without the usual impulsive and reckless attitude.Seeing Cheng Sanwu, a group of monsters with horned horns felt like a spark falling into a frying pan, which immediately caused them to roar deafeningly.

The chest and abdomen covered with black and long hairs squirmed strangely, opening a mouth full of blood, and the limbs of the body twisted unnaturally, as if it couldn't wait to devour everything to satisfy the hunger in the stomach.

"Eat you... eat you, eat you... I want to eat you!!!"

At first there was a burst of whispering, then the voices gradually became more and more dense, and turned into hundreds of shouts in unison in a blink of an eye, like the sound of a tide rushing towards you.

Smelling the stench in the wind, Cheng Sanwu slowly raised his hand and drew his saber, a ray of light bloomed in the wilderness, like the rising sun, which cannot be gazed upon.

(End of this chapter)