The Longevity Martial Arts Path: Starting with the Five Elements of Health

Zhao Qing had invited Su Changkong to join their sect before, but he was unwilling to tell the name of the sect. Su Changkong refused, Zhao Qing was wicked, and ambush Su Changkong, but was killed by Su Changkong instead.

On Zhao Qing, Su Changkong got an identity token engraved with a black lotus flower.

And this group of monks, according to these arrests, should be members of the Black Lotus Sect!

"Is Zhao Qing also a member of the Black Lotus Sect?" Su Changkong secretly asked.

The Black Lotus Sect is very unusual!

Zhao Qing, a martial artist in the realm of divine power, was one of them, and the old monk Duzhen was here to promote his beliefs and fool the public, but as a result, even the local government did not dare to control it, which shows that the black lotus religion is terrible!

The young man Chakuai also had some weakness on his face. Now, in the vicinity of Qingshui City, the Black Lotus Sect has appeared. Relying on the so-called holy water that can cure all diseases, and some methods that can bring people back to life, they quickly obtained a Massive support.

With the situation in front of him, the young Chau Kuai felt that he dared to go up and say that this is a liar. He was afraid that he would be overwhelmed by other enthusiastic people. He could only sigh and stand there without saying a word.

"The Great Yan Dynasty... It's really an internal and external trouble!"

Su Changkong sighed a little. Within the boundaries of Qingshui City alone, there were bandits raging, and a cult organization like the Black Lotus Sect emerged. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like a troubled world was coming!

In the past, someone poisoned the water source of the Black Iron Villa, and there was an outbreak of disease in the Qingshui City boundary. Is it related to the Black Lotus Sect? If so...that's really scary!

While Su Changkong was thinking about it, Duzhen, an old monk in black on the stage, dipped a willow branch on the "holy water" in a clean bottle, shook the willow branch, and a drop of crystal water was flying, causing many people in the audience to go crazy and hold high The hands and the utensils in their hands want to catch this precious "holy water".

The scene was very frenetic and chaotic, and Duzhen was worshipped like a god.

"You...what are you squeezing?"

"Damn don't push me!"

At this time, there were riots in the crowd, one person inserted forcefully into the crowd, and a group of people were squeezed to the side.

"The old thief is bald! Pretend to be a ghost! Do all evil! Let's see if your head is as hard as mine today!"

The hoarse voice exploded, full of anger and murderous intent reaching its peak, a man in gray clothes with a black turban on his face squeezed out of the crowd, with a knife on his waist, murderous.

"Who is he? If you want to do something to Master Du Zhen, aren't you afraid of being punished?"

The originally frenetic and chaotic scene could not help but go silent.

The old monk Duzhen did not panic when he suddenly encountered such a change.

Facing the murderous gray-clothed man, Du Zhen said pleasantly, "Why is this donor so angry? I am a merciful Buddha, any troubles and poor monks can be crossed for you!"

"Chaodu? I will Chaodu today, you old thief and bald!"

But the man in grey seemed to have a great hatred with Du Zhen, he roared angrily, his eyes were red, he suddenly pulled out the long knife around his waist, and rushed towards Du Zhen.

"presumptuous!"

Du Zhen clasped his hands together and didn't move, but the other monks in black scolded each and every one of them grabbed a long stick and intercepted the man in gray.

"Clang clang clang!"

The man in gray is quite good at martial arts. The sword is like the wind, dragging the afterimages. And all those monks have martial arts skills, and they cooperate with each other tacitly. The long knives collided, making a 'ping ping pong pong' sound.

The two sides fought, and several people besieged one man in gray.

The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but retreat for a distance, all of them watching the excitement, one was Du Zhen, who was omnipotent in their eyes, and the other was a masked gray-clothed man who looked very fierce.

"he is……"

While Su Changkong looked at the two sides fighting on the stage, his eyes moved.

On the stage, the man in gray had a sharp knife, but there were many monks in black, and they cooperated tacitly. Break out of their block.

"Go away!"

This made the man in gray furious, he was running his true energy, the long knife in his hand buzzed, and there was a red fire shining on it, exuding a scorching edge!

"Chichichi!"

With the full outburst of the running infuriating energy, the man in gray clothed his combat power soared, and the long sword even slashed, causing a monk to exclaim, the wooden stick was broken, several wounds were added to his body, and he was almost cut open!

"He's Yan Song..." Su Changkong, who was in the audience, confirmed his guess when he saw this scene. Su Changkong had seen the swordsmanship and internal skills of this masked gray-clothed man, it was Yan Song!

This made Su Changkong puzzled. According to his understanding of Yan Song, Yan Song was cautious and shouldn't be so impulsive, but at this time, he was furious to the extreme. real.

"Baby bald! Take your life!"

When Su Changkong was puzzled, Yan Song burst out with infuriating energy, broke through the block, slaughtered Xiang Duzhen, and slashed the head with a knife, without leaving the slightest!

"Stubborn!"

But Du Zhen sighed, the wide sleeve of his left hand rolled up, and the sleeve of the cassock seemed to be as hard as iron, and a huge force burst out.

"clang!"

In the crisp sound of gold and iron, Yan Song only felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth holding the knife, he could hardly hold the knife, and the small half of his body lost consciousness!

This real power is terrifying, at least in the realm of divine power, and has a good level of internal strength!

"not good!"

What made Yan Song's pupils shrink even more was Du Zhen. At the same time, the bombardment of the left palm through the cloud and cracking mist came, but Yan Song, who paralyzed half of his body, couldn't avoid it.

"boom!"

This palm slammed firmly on Yan Song's chest, Yan Song spurted a large mouthful of blood, darkening the black veil, and his entire body was thrown like a sandbag. Falling from the high platform, he almost fainted on the spot.

"Go... go!"

Yan Song stood up and squeezed into the crowd. In order to avoid troublesome people along the way, they all hurriedly avoided, letting Yan Song escape towards the outside of Caishen Town.

With a relaxed palm, Yan Song was seriously injured and fled, Du Zhen sighed and said: "This donor seems to have some misunderstanding about the poor monk. The poor monk accidentally injured him, and he needs to follow up and help him treat the injury. If his life is in danger, it is the sin of the poor monk! Amitabha!"

"Master is really compassionate and compassionate, repaying grievances with virtue!"

Many residents sighed and respected Du Zhen's broad-mindedness. The gray-clothed masked man attacked and killed Du Zhen. Not only was Du Zhen not annoyed, but he was also worried that the attack would be too serious and hurt the opponent's life! As expected of an eminent monk!