I am going to live forever in the world of mortals

Chapter 41

When Zhang Yangming was still wondering how Zhang Xiuyuan knew how to crack the method of 'Floating Light Gliding Shadow' and 'White Rainbow Piercing the Sun', he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and his limbs seemed to be frozen...

His face under the mask changed...

Because he was already proficient in the method of stretching acupoints with golden needles, he instantly sensed that the golden needles had hit Tanzhong acupoint, and immediately protected the acupoint with zhenqi, and the palm that was ready to strike did not have time to fall...

Although Zhang Xiuyuan has never fought with others in the past 18 years, he also knows the truths such as "being kind to the enemy is cruel to oneself" and "taking advantage of his illness to kill him".

Seeing that the opponent was very close to him, and the attack froze, his body also turned to the side, and his sleeves flicked to block the attacking palm, and two zhenqi wraps flew out of the needle pouch. Bring the gold needle!

One needle of dovetail, one needle of giant que...

The two acupoints belong to the Ren meridian and are also one of the 36 fatal acupoints.

The former is located seven inches above the navel and half an inch below the xiphoid process.After being hit, it impacts the arteries and veins of the abdominal wall, as well as the liver and gallbladder, and shakes the heart. In severe cases, blood stagnation may result in death;

The latter is located on the midline in front of the body, six inches above the navel.After being hit, it impacts the liver, gallbladder, and vibrates the heart, and in severe cases, qi stagnation leads to death.

Zhang Yangming's three acupoints Tanzhong, Jiuwei and Juque were hit, he couldn't help but his eyes went dark, and what made him even more frightened was that the internal organs were displaced by the reverse qi movement in his body.

If he hadn't been proficient in the method of stretching acupoints with golden needles and had a countermeasure, he would have died after these three needles.

Seeing that the sleeves were flaccid and weak, but when his true energy surged, he was as powerful as a turbulent wave. He no longer had the heart to fight, and took advantage of the strength of the sleeves to fly backwards...

Seeing this, Zhang Xiuyuan also knew that he won the victory by using Qi to control the needle, seeing him retreat, how could he agree?

Holding the sword now, I wanted to chase after him...

As a result, after a few steps of pursuit, he saw the man in black robe and mask exercising in mid-air, his body swelled with true energy, forcefully forced out the golden needles piercing the three acupoints of Tanzhong, Jiuwei and Juque.

Not only that, but the three gold needles that he forced out of the body, wrapped in true energy, turned into a golden light and flew towards them!

Zhang Xiuyuan stopped and waved his sleeves to block in front of him. With the movement of the sleeves, he rolled down the three gold needles that were attacking in the opposite direction, and removed the zhenqi attached to them.

Looking at the man in the black robe and mask again, he saw that he had taken this opportunity to escape to the mountain gate of Taixu Temple, and leaped down without looking back...

Zhang Xiuyuan hurriedly chased after him, and when he arrived at the mountain gate, he saw that the figure of the man in the black robe and mask had disappeared into the boundless night...

He frowned and hesitated for a while, but did not choose to pursue deeply.

Firstly, the poor should not chase after...

During this fight, he knew that the black-robed masked man was extremely well-cultivated, so he came up with a strange move, the golden needle hit three of his acupoints one after another, but he didn't hurt a single bit, which showed his method, so it's not suitable to chase deeply;

Secondly, he also knew that he didn't know how to control the sky, and he didn't even know how to use lightness kung fu, and the masked man in black robe had obviously fled far away, and with his own strength, he couldn't catch up even if he wanted to.

Zhang Xiuyuan looked around for a while, as if he had found something, squatted down and stretched out his hand to wipe the ground lightly, seeing a smear of bright red sticky blood on his fingertips, his tense heartstrings were also loosened...

It seems that the masked man in black robe didn't seem to be safe as he looked on the surface, at least... he was injured!

At this time, Zhang Yangming was flying like flying. Under the cover of the night, he was wearing a black robe and flew past the treetops, like a gust of wind...

His face under the mask was as pale as a pig's liver, and the corners of his mouth were still red. It was obvious that Qi was raging in his body, which made his liver and gallbladder burst, and he was in pain, but he still didn't dare to stay for a moment.

I don't know how long I ran away, how far I ran...

He could no longer suppress the raging energy in his body, fell from the treetops to the ground, tapped the acupuncture points on his chest, then lifted the mask on his face and spit out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow' sound.

While vomiting blood, he also staggered forward a few steps, leaning on a cane with one hand and holding on to the tree in front of him with the other, it seemed that only in this way could he stabilize his precarious body...

After spitting out the mouthful of Nixue, his face turned pale, but it was no longer the same liver color as before.

Zhang Yangming tapped the acupuncture points on his body a few more times, closing his eyes and moving the remaining qi out of his body. After opening his eyes, his eyes were filled with a thin layer of bloodshot eyes, and his face became extremely ferocious...

"How can this happen? How can this happen!?"

"It's just a few months, how can he, a little baby who has never practiced before, grow to such a degree?"

"The old man missed me! The old man missed me!!"

"..."

He is the manifestation of the evil thoughts accumulated in Zhang Yangming's heart for many years. He is not only selfish and greedy, but also cruel and ruthless, arrogant and conceited, which is completely opposite to Zhang Yangming's personality.

Now being beaten into such a state by his apprentice, the injury he suffered on his body is far less shocking than the conceit in his heart being crushed by a disciple who knows everything!
"it's okay no problem…"

He didn't know what to think of, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, and showed a somewhat crazy and strange smile on his face, then leaned on crutches and staggered towards the depths of the forest...

While walking, he was still muttering nervously: "He has great fortune, and I also have great luck, it's okay, hehehe...it's okay..."

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In the void...

Perhaps it was because the man in the black robe and mask was far away from here, the dust shadow sword that had been trembling just now gradually calmed down, and the bloody lines on the sword also disappeared, returning to its original blue-gray appearance.

Zhang Xiuyuan seemed to have thought of something, hurried back to his residence, fetched a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, closed his eyes to recall, and then drew the bloody lines on the paper that appeared on the Dust Shadow Sword just now.

After the pen and ink had dried, he picked up the paper and looked at it carefully, only to feel that these lines looked like some kind of runes.

He didn't study this way, and he didn't know what the lines on the Dust Shadow Sword represented, and he didn't know the relationship between the black-robed masked man just now and the late master.

Who is that man in the black robe mask?

Why did he know Master?Still master moves?

Why did he come to find the Dust Shadow Sword?
When he found it, why did the Dust Shadow Sword have a vision?
Why did the Dust Shadow Sword have such a strong killing intent towards him?
What is the secret on this Dust Shadow Sword?
Looking at the Dust Shadow Sword in his hand, Zhang Xiuyuan couldn't help but sighed, thinking that his master had left so many mysteries for him, he felt a little helpless.

Many documents in the key quiet room have also been burned, and even if I try to find clues, I can't find it...

He folded the patterned paper and put it away, thinking that when he had the opportunity to ask his aunt or other practitioners, he might be able to find out some secrets about the vision of the Dust Shadow Sword, and then Deduce the identity of the man in the black robe mask.

Although it was still a dark night with a bright moon and few stars, after this incident, he lost the interest to rest, and now he went out with a sword in one hand and a Wugou dust whisk in the other.

Taking the whisk is for meditation practice;

Holding the sword is purely because he is worried about the matter just now.

He sat cross-legged under the big banyan tree, with a horizontal sword on his knees, and Wugou Fuchen in his arms, then he closed his eyes and recalled the battle just now.

He knew it when he was still in his previous life, and he could always reflect on many shortcomings after some events...

For example, after having a quarrel with someone, I would reflect on 'It would be fine if I scolded him at that time';
For example, after having a dispute with someone, I would reflect on "It would be fine if I dealt with him at that time";
Even after drinking tea, some people will habitually reflect on 'it's not worth the money', 'it's too embarrassing, you should take medicine beforehand'...

In the final analysis, this is a summary of one's own shortcomings, and it is also a kind of yearning for better thinking.

And Zhang Xiuyuan discovered through his battle with the black-robed masked man just now, that although he has cultivation base and strong true energy, he has few ways to defend against the enemy and his experience is also very weak...

In a word: still have to practice!
(End of this chapter)