"I have admired Master Zuo's kung fu from the bottom of my heart just the few moves he has exposed in the past few days." Gao Guanglu thought for a while and said, "But I still have my wife and children at home, so I'm afraid I'll go back and arrange it..."

"I understand." As he said that, Zuo Zhicheng clapped his hands, called two disciples, and handed a jade pendant on his waist to them: "You take my jade pendant and go to the account to get 30,000 yuan, and then give it to Master Feng, Master Gao and Master Xing respectively."

Seeing the three masters opening their mouths and want to speak, Zuo Zhicheng waved his hand: "Don't refuse, three, we have exchanged our martial arts experience these days. The three have taught me all their martial arts skills. This is considered tuition. Whether the three of you are willing to stay or not, please ask your subordinates for this money."

Zuo Zhicheng's words finally dispelled the last hesitation in the hearts of the three of them. The three of them, especially Xingxuan, looked at the figures of several disciples leaving, and their eyes were already filled with excitement.

Thirty thousand yuan is 10,000 yuan per person, which is almost a number that they can't make even more than ten years of boxing. Why do you come out to be in the world? Of course, it's for money. Who will work for you without money?

It can be said that martial arts is their spiritual pursuit, and money is their material pursuit.

Now Zuo Zhicheng has shown his worldly first-class martial arts and given everyone a lot of money. Naturally, they want to follow Zuo Zhicheng.

So Xingxuan also made up his mind and clasped his fists and said, "Master Zuo, I still have a few disciples and some skills. I wonder if they can join the Haoran Martial Arts Hall with me?"

"I naturally cannot ask for Master Xing's disciple."

The two sides hit it off immediately, and Zuo Zhicheng recruited some warriors who could support the scene and came to his subordinates. Finally, he did not waste his communication with the other party in vain. After all, humans are not animals, and he cannot tame them like training the Pluto snake. He still needs some means to win over the other party.

After communicating a few more words, Feng Lun couldn't help asking: "Master Zuo. Since you are a master of human phenomena, you heard that after a warrior reaches the level of spiritual practice, he has the magical power of chopping palms from the air and guiding water and fire. I wonder if you can open your eyes today."

Seeing the three of them looking forward to toys like children, Zuo Zhicheng couldn't help but smile with a cold face: "You are all old people who have been practicing martial arts for a long time. How could they believe such lies?"

As he said that, Zuo Zhicheng's eyes condensed, and an ice-blue rune rose from behind his head.

As the Ice Soul Freezing Magic Field was launched, Feng Lun and the other two felt an invasion of extreme cold, and they penetrated into the three of them in an all-hole manner. They even felt that their limbs were frozen and their blood was about to stop flowing.

However, the severe cold comes and goes quickly. Almost they were about to react when the severe cold disappeared.

Zuo Zhicheng continued: "This is the power of the mind. To put it bluntly, there is nothing magical. It means that a person has strong physical strength and the nutrients of the brain are the most developed enough, and he can practice boxing to transform the brain and use the power of the mind to distort the human spirit.

However, this kind of power can kill any master in the world, but it can't even twist a needle. The so-called "striking the palm from the air" and guiding water and fire is just a matter of spreading rumors after someone who doesn't understand is caught."

"So that's it." Feng Lun's face showed an enlightened expression: "We were also heard from others. But since you, a genuine expert in appearance, has explained it to us, it has solved a doubt."

So except for Feng Lun who stayed directly, Gao Guanglu and Xingxuan went back to arrange their family affairs, and then moved to Xinlu City to live.

As for Zuo Zhicheng, he gathered with Qing Yueqiu and others from the Shadow Corps and headed to Haijing.

...

More than ten days later, a convoy was moving forward on the official road.

It is now cold and deep winter, and snow falls on the official road. The horses keep breathing white breath. Obviously, as Zuo Zhicheng and his convoy continues to move north, the temperature will get lower and lower.

However, the outside of the car was as cold as frost, and the inside was covered with good fur, and the stove was lit, and hot tea was brewed so that the people in the car would not be cold.

Sitting in this carriage were naturally Qingyueqiu, Tang Xianghui, Lin Yuexi and Tang Sai'er and other girls.

Among them, Qingyueqiu was wearing a fox robe and was reading a volume of ancient books. Tang Xianghui and Lin Yuexi and Tang Sai'er were chatting. As he was chatting, Tang Sai'er couldn't help but look in the direction of the car window.

When Tang Xianghui saw this, she couldn't help laughing: "Sister Sai'er, are you thinking of Zuo Zhicheng? That's a piece of wood. He didn't even bother to take a look at our lady so beautifully in front of him."

Qing Yueqiu was too lazy to pay attention to her. During this period, she had devoted herself to the study of ancient ruins, which could be said to be forgetting to eat and sleep.

Tang Sai'er smiled awkwardly: "No...no, I just think he is a little strange."

It was more than just strange. Although Zuo Zhicheng saved her and Lin Yuexi, her feelings for Zuo Zhicheng can be said to be fearful, and fear is far greater than gratitude.

These days she often dreams of the scene of the big snake swallowing the dead body at night, and she is so scared that she wakes up directly.

Lin Yuexi naturally knew what she was thinking, touched her back and comforted her: "Don't worry, junior sister, I'm going to Haijing soon."

Outside the carriage, Zuo Zhicheng sat naked on the roof of the carriage. The wind and snow kept blowing on him, leaving a stream of cold air in his body.

Even when he was on the road, he still seized every minute and every second to practice.

While he was practicing habitually, Zuo Zhicheng was also thinking about some things in his head.

'A former Dharma King Red Sun Monk is already so powerful. The three Dharma Kings who were dispatched to the Hell Gate this time... I still need to enhance my strength. However, now that my martial arts are in human form, the Cold Light Wave Sword has become an extremely cold ice move. In terms of martial arts, I can only slowly rely on time to polish it. The fastest aspect of improving is the Taoist technique.'

‘If you don’t have the life map, it depends on how many life clusters you can find when you go to Haijing this time.’

Thinking of the fate map, Zuo Zhicheng naturally thought of the four fate maps he could choose, including the ghostly eye Huangquantian, the Pure Flame Light City, the Night Dead Monarch and the White Emperor Aurora Sword.

During this period, he sometimes spends a little time analyzing the content of these life pictures. After all, it is like an aircraft design drawing. You can not build an aircraft directly with the design drawing and all the components. Many of the knowledge needs to be learned.

Moreover, when Zuo Zhicheng saw these life maps, he thought of Mirage Sect again.

‘He transplanted my night sea, the old guy’s flame cave, and his own life cluster, according to the content of the Taoist scriptures, is likely to be thunder clouds. In this way, the life map he can choose is the Qingyan Light City or the Night Dead Monarch.

I just don’t know what Taoist technique he was originally good at, and whether he had already practiced the life map.’

Just as Zuo Zhicheng was thinking about these things, his ears moved slightly, and three powerful heartbeats had already entered his ears. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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