Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 189: Viewing the Chonglou Tower in Jade Capital

Brothers Shen Hong and Shen Xue led Ma Kongqun and Tie Jian to the place where Shi He was placed.

The two of them stepped forward to check Shi He's injuries.

Ma Kongqun was silent, but Iron Shoulder sighed.

When Shen Hong was studying under Mu Tao Ren, although Mu Tao Ren loved him as his son who was actually a disciple of Guan Guan, as the leader of Wudang, he focused more on the affairs of the sect.

Most of the time, it was actually Shi He who taught and took care of Shen Hong on his behalf, and the relationship between the senior brothers was quite deep.

Seeing the two people's expressions like this, Shen Hong's heart sank and he trembled: "Could it be that Senior Brother has..."

"Don't be anxious, little friend." Tie Jian said hurriedly, "Although Taoist Master Shi He's injuries are serious, the poor monk is still somewhat sure of saving his life. Just now I sighed, it's just a pity that he lost his feet, and his martial arts will be greatly damaged..."

Although Shen Hong knew that he might have misunderstood, his expression did not get any better.

He said sadly: "Senior brother has always been aloof and aloof. Perhaps in his heart, he would rather die than live as a cripple..."

Ma Kongqun raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, although Shi He is disabled, he may not be dead. Let's heal his injuries first, and I will have my own opinion on the future!"

Shen Hong had been with him since he was a child and knew that this uncle had the most powerful powers, so he rekindled his hope at that time.

Ma Kongqun also had other practical considerations in making this decision.

Now that Mu Taoist is dead, if Shi He is really disabled, he will definitely not be able to succeed as the headmaster of Wudang.

As for Shen Hong, on the one hand, he is too young, and on the other hand, his life experience has been leaked, and there is no possibility of succeeding to the throne.

It would definitely not be in the interests of the "Ten Thousand Horses Hall" if Mu Tao Ren loses his position as the leader.

As for how to make Shi He crippled but not useless, and have enough strength to rise to the top, he had just thought of a very feasible method.

At that time, Ma Kongqun and Tie Jian exchanged their opinions for a while, then cooperated with each other and took out the medical skills and treasured elixirs from the bottom of the box. It took more than half an hour to finally pull Shi He back from the edge of life and death.

The business here had just finished, and Taoist Tong, who had been recommended by everyone to temporarily take charge of the overall situation, sent someone to come and told Ma Kongqun and Tie Jian that if they could get away, they would invite them to Zixiao Palace to discuss matters.

Both of them were veterans, so they guessed that what they were going to discuss must be how to deal with Shi Yan and Jin Jiuling.

The reason why Ma Kongqun was invited was because of his dual identity as victim and captor; Iron Shoulder was invited because Jin Jiuling was born in Shaolin.

When they arrived at Zixiao Palace, Taoist Tong first asked about Shi He's injury. He learned that the two men had saved Shi He's life, but there was nothing he could do about Shi He's lost legs. He shook his head and sighed, but he couldn't tell whether Feeling sorry for Shi He's disability.

After sighing for a long time, Taoist Tong asked the two of them if they had any opinions on how to deal with Shi Yan and Jin Jiuling.

Tie Jian knew that this time Shaolin was in the wrong. After all, Jin Jiuling participated in the murder of the two masters behind Wu Qian, so he immediately expressed his attitude:

"The poor monk then returned to Shaolin and explained the matter to the abbot brother. If he dared to use his head as a guarantee, he would definitely expel this traitor from the school.

"However, this poor monk also has a merciless request. I hope that after your sect receives the news that this traitor has been expelled, you can deal with him as you please, whether it is to kill or scrape him. I, Shaolin, have absolutely no objection!"

Everyone in Wudang knew that he wanted to save the last bit of face for Shaolin. The two families are both leaders in the right path of martial arts. Although they have had occasional disagreements with each other over the years, they have generally cooperated. This aspect must be given.

So Taoist Tong made a statement on behalf of Wudang, thanking Tiejian for his understanding of the righteousness, and promised that the Jin Jiuling he would kill in the future would only be an abandoned Shaolin disciple.

After the two families reached an agreement, Ma Kongqun said with a smile: "Ordinarily, this is a Wudang family matter, and I shouldn't comment on it. But now that I am healing Taoist Master Shi He, I would like to make some suggestions from a doctor's perspective.

"Now that Shi He has saved his life but lost his legs, I am afraid that he will be depressed in the future. I thought that if I could allow him to personally avenge his master and himself, he might be able to vent this frustration."

Taoist Tong asked with some hesitation: "Shi He is seriously injured now. How long will it take to regain his ability to move?"

Ma Kongqun was confident: "Master Iron Shoulder needs to return to Shaolin, but I can stay and continue to treat Shi He's injuries. It is expected that within a month, he will have the strength to lift the sword."

Taoist Tong briefly discussed with several elders of the "Mu" generation around him, and unanimously decided to agree with Ma Kongqun's suggestion.

Wudang then began to arrange the funeral arrangements for Mu Taoist. Since Shi He was still in a coma, brothers and sisters Shen Hong and Shen Xue kept vigil for him.

After all, in name only, one of them is a close disciple of Mu Taoist, and the other is his niece.

At this time, the martial arts colleagues who were invited to watch the throne passing ceremony were arriving one after another. Unexpectedly, something happened in Wudang, and the happy event turned into a funeral. The Mu Taoist only offered a stick of incense in front of the soul and left in despair.

Tiejian and Gusong laymen also went down to Wudang Mountain after worshiping Mu Taoist.

At this moment, Ma Kongqun was hiding in the room under the pretext of taking care of Shi He. He spread out a piece of white paper on the table and drew on it with a brush.

Although he has never learned painting skills, he has mastered the subtlety of movement in his hands. As long as he forms a picture in his mind, he can describe the brush strokes. The charm and beauty cannot be said, but it is better than being meticulous and showing every detail.

In his paintings, a jade tower hidden in the misty clouds gradually took shape.

The strange thing is that his painting method is different from others. He does not first draw the overall outline and then fill in the details, and then paint the tall building layer by layer from bottom to top.

The most mysterious thing is that there seems to be an invisible brush in his mind, which is painted simultaneously with the brush in his hand, making the layers of pavilions slowly appear in his mind.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. The three-story pavilion that had appeared in his mind disappeared like a bubble, and the pen in his hand could no longer be used.

Looking at the completed three-story pavilion on paper, Ma Kongqun sighed helplessly, put down his pen, crumpled the painting into a ball, and turned it into crumbs with a gentle palm.

After completing the mission this time, the reward given by the mysterious jade tablet was not attribute points, but a skill that appeared on the back of the tablet, called "The Jade Capital Chonglou Viewing Method".

This technique has transcended the scope of martial arts and is actually a more mysterious spiritual cultivation method.

The first step in the practice is to visualize a twelve-story Jade Tower in his mind. Ma Kongqun had just tried it for the first time and already felt that the practice of this technique was extremely difficult.

Just as he was sighing, someone outside the door called in a low voice: "Master."

Ma Kongqun temporarily put aside this skill and asked, "What's the matter?"

The man said: "I was ordered to monitor the layman Gusong. I just saw him saying goodbye and going down the mountain after paying homage to Mu Zhenren in the mourning hall."

(End of this chapter)