"Afraid of death?" Liu Mang was a little confused.
Niu Cong patiently explained to him: "Practicing internal strength can prolong life. There are some old immortals in the inner city who are over 100 years old. They still eat and drink every day and go to red restaurants. This is the effect of internal strength!"
"External Kung Fu? Haha! I beat your body every day to stimulate your potential. Do you think it can extend your life? Let me tell you, if you are unlucky, your life span may be shortened!"
"Why should external strength be compared with internal strength? After the age of forty, the human body's qi and blood plummet, making it difficult to break through external strength. As we get older, qi and blood gradually decline, and our strength will only get worse and worse."
"Internal strength does not have this limitation. You can practice it until you are old. The older you get, the more popular you become. Look at those old men who practice internal strength. The older you are, the more careful you have to be!"
"This..." This was the first time Liu Mang heard the exact saying that practicing internal energy can prolong life. This made him have infinite desire for internal energy.
Internal strength is much more precious than he imagined.
He doesn't want to live only seventy years old!
However, he has reservations about Niu Cong's statement that the older you get, the weaker your ability to practice external martial arts becomes.
Mr. Yin himself said that one can reach the peak of both internal and external skills. If he really said that, who would practice external skills?
Thinking of Mr. Yin's promise, Liu Mang felt hot. Taking advantage of this opportunity to be alone, he asked another question that concerned him.
“I wonder where Mr. Niu has been farthest?”
"Among the seven cities in the southeast, Quancheng is the farthest, followed by Wucheng. I visited Wucheng once five or six years ago."
"I thought Master Niu had gone to see it outside Taiyun Mountain."
"Haha, the Taiyun Mountain Range is still to the north of Quancheng. I heard that there are eighteen groups of bandits on the mountain. The black horse bandits who captured Liangcheng this time are just one of them. Could it be that I am an old man who has hanged himself because he thinks his life is too long, so why go outside Taiyun Mountain?
"
After listening to Mr. Niu's words, Liu Mang became rarely silent.
The carriage drove slowly and leisurely. After about half an hour, the two of them got out of the carriage.
In front of him is a house several times larger than the Baishuitang courtyard.
The red-painted iron door has cornices and gray tiles. The plaque on the door is engraved with the three golden characters of the Golden Tiger Gang, and there are two stone lions guarding the door.
The surrounding walls are one foot high, tightly surrounding the house. There are swordsmen every ten or so steps, and they are heavily guarded.
Niu Cong took Liu Mang and Qi Quan to the gate. The guard at the gate obviously knew him and let them go directly.
Walking into the gate, the courtyard is covered with blue bricks, and there are flower gardens on both sides of the wall, and there are a few old men taking care of it.
At the end of the green brick building was a row of two-story attics. Niu Cong and the others strode directly to the middle house.
As soon as Liu Mang entered the house, he saw a long white cloak erected at the uppermost position facing the door in the house, with a golden tiger walking on the grass painted on it.
In front of the screen, there is a bald and majestic old man wearing a purple coat, who is the leader of the Korean Gang of the Golden Tiger Gang.
He was about fifty years old, tall, and his eyebrows had turned a lot white. When he saw Liu Mang and the others coming over, he naturally looked at them, and he looked a bit intimidating, which made Liu Mang feel shuddered.
After learning martial arts until now, Liu Mang already had some vague premonitions about danger. His intuition told him that this Han gang leader was very dangerous.
Especially when he saw the opponent's slightly bulging temples, he was even more certain of his guess. This was a manifestation of external skills that had been cultivated to a certain level.
Under Gang Leader Han, two groups of people were standing across the aisle. The four in red clothes in the front row were obviously the hall leaders, and the others in dark yellow tops were holding flags.
After Niu Cong arrived, he walked to stand next to Hall Master Mei, half a step behind, while Liu Mang stood behind Niu Cong.
I heard Hall Master Demei questioning the person opposite: "Hall Master Peng, this person is from your Blackwater Hall, how are you going to explain it?"
Hall Master Peng is a fat, dark old man. Before he could answer, Shi Zhan, the tall flag bearer of Heishui Hall next to him, sneered: "Then the boy can be dealt with according to the gang rules. What do we have to explain?"
Niu Cong said angrily: "Since it was someone from your hall who leaked the secret, of course you are responsible! I almost died in Taicheng this time! It doesn't matter if I die, if the goods are robbed, who can bear the responsibility?"
"Did I ask him to rebel?" Shi Zhan said unceremoniously.
"Who knows if you gave him instructions intentionally to kill me?"
"What did you say, Mr. Ge?" Shi Zhan was furious.
Seeing that the two of them were arguing more and more outrageously, Gang Leader Han, who was at the top, just coughed slightly, and the two immediately stopped arguing.
"The traitor will be put to death immediately, Heishui Hall will fine him a thousand taels of silver, and he will not be allowed to receive heavy escorts for the next two months."
After hearing that they were fined a thousand taels of silver, Hall Master Peng and Shi Zhan's expressions did not change.
But when he heard that he would not be able to take heavy escorts for the next two months, Hall Master Peng frowned, and Shi Zhan's face showed an abnormal blush, obviously he was very angry.
However, since the gang leader had already made a decision, although the two of them were not convinced, they did not dare to say anything more.
Liu Mang saw this and had a deeper understanding of the authority of the Han gang leader.
"Bring the traitors up." Leader Han ordered.
After about ten rests, two big men came up dragging a man who was beaten half to death.
His hair was unkempt, his body was stained with blood, and his eyes were slightly squinted, like a dead dog.
"Report to the gang leader, it has been clearly interrogated that this person is the secret agent of the Ax Gang." The leader, a big man, clasped his fists and reported to the gang leader, "This is not the first time that he reported to the Ax Gang through a carrier pigeon."
This big man is a close confidant of the gang leader and is impartial to all the officials. His conclusion will undoubtedly convince everyone.
"Very good, whoever belongs to you will be responsible for solving the problem and executing him," Gang Leader Han said.
A big man came up holding a scimitar that looked like a butcher's knife and walked up to Hall Master Peng and Shi Zhan.
If you are a member of the Black Water Hall, it is natural that the leader of the Black Water Hall must clean up the door.
Shi Zhan directly picked up the machete, walked up to the traitor, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he was about to take action.
"Wait!" Liu Mang suddenly said, attracting the attention of everyone present.
The other hall masters all had hesitations on their faces as they held flags, feeling that Liu Mang was very unruly.
Liu Mang, however, was not in a hurry. He raised his hands to the leader of the Han clan on the stage and said, "To the leader of the clan, this person has put our Baishui Hall in danger and many of our brothers have not come back. I can't wait to eat his flesh and his bones!"
"Please give me a chance, leader. I want to kill him personally and avenge the brothers in the hall!"
What Liu Mang said was sincere, but the expressions of everyone present were different.
The master of Zifeng Hall of Red Earth Hall holds the flag with a subtle expression, and Niu Cong, the master of Mei Hall of Baishui Hall, has a smile on his face.
As for Hall Master Peng of Black Water Hall, his expression turned gloomy, and Shi Zhan became furious.
"Boy, are you looking for death?"
The traitors are from their Blackwater Hall, so naturally the leader of the Blackwater Hall should clean up the family.
If they were killed by people from Baishui Hall today, where would they put their faces from Heishui Hall? How would others laugh at them?
Liu Mang indeed ignored him and clasped his fists again: "Please help me, leader!"