Zhao Zheng didn't know that Zhou Kui and others had evil intentions, so he was kept in the dark. He still talked and laughed with Zhou Kui and others every day. As for Xuan Mie and Xu Hong, they didn't notice anything strange about Zhou Kui and others.
.This is not because they are low on vigilance, but Zhou Kui and others are hiding too deeply, like wolves in sheep's clothing without leaving any trace.
This morning, the team continued to move forward, the sound of the hooves of the six horses intertwined was clear and loud, and the wheels of the carriage rolled over the cold ground, leaving shallow traces.
Zhao Zheng was young and energetic, riding in the front. As he was walking, he suddenly heard a moaning sound coming from the front, which sounded extremely painful. He quickly reined in the reins and listened carefully. At first, he thought it was
The moans made by people, but if you listen carefully, you will find that the sounds are not made by people, but by animals.
"Brother Zhao, why did you stop suddenly?" Zhou Kui then reined in the carriage and asked kindly.
"Listen carefully to the sound in front of you." Zhao Zheng pointed to the front.
Zhou Kui and the men around him looked at each other and stretched their ears forward, but after listening for a long time they heard nothing. Their cultivation was low, and their hearing was far inferior to Zhao Zheng, so naturally they couldn't hear clearly.
On the contrary, Xuan Mie heard something strange. His ears moved and he recognized something strange in the sound.
"It seems that an animal is in trouble. Let me go over and have a look."
He slapped the treetops and continued to fly forward. After several passes, he flew into the woods, and his figure gradually shrank.
This was the first time for Zhou Kui and others to see Xuan Mie displaying such kung fu, and they all looked horrified and marveled.
Zhao Zheng originally wanted to catch up in the air, but after hearing what Zhou Kui and others said, he gave up the idea and rode over honestly to avoid being mistaken for deliberately showing off.
A brown wild deer with long horns was lying at the source of the sound. It stepped on a trap buried in the ground by a hunter and was caught by an iron clamp. One of its hind right legs was bloody and miserable. It lay on the ground and kept making moaning sounds.
Xuan Mie arrived here first, stopped in front of the wild deer, with an unbearable expression on his face, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name.
Zhao Zheng, Zhou Kui and others arrived one after another. When they saw the half-dead deer, they all seemed very excited, especially Zhou Kui and others, whose eyes were shining with excitement.
"I got lucky today and encountered a wild deer. I'm going to have a good meal at noon." Zhou Kui chuckled, took off the white spear he was carrying, flicked the tip of the spear, and was about to kill the deer, "You don't have to do it anymore.
Call me, and I will help you get rid of the pain and give you a happy time."
The flower gun turned into a streak of white light and was about to stab the wild deer in the neck. The wild deer watched the flower gun rush toward him, as if he understood that his life was at stake, and his eyes showed fear.
At this critical moment, a skinny and blackened palm quickly stretched out and firmly grasped the thorn spear. No matter how hard Zhou Kui tried, the spear could not move at all. The person who took action was the ascetic standing next to him.
Xuan Mie.
"Donor, wait a minute!" Xuan Mie held the flower gun with one hand and made a one-handed salute with the other hand, "Among all other sins, murder is the heaviest. Donor, please let this wild deer go."
"Even if I don't kill it, it will die soon." The flower spear that Zhou Kui thrust out was caught easily, and he felt a little embarrassed and his face turned red.
"If your mother fell ill and was dying, would you kill her while she was still alive?"
"Of course not, but it is a deer and not my mother, so how can it be confused with one another?"
"It was reborn as a deer in this life, so it is naturally not your mother, but in the reincarnation of life after life, it may be your mother. If you kill it now, you may kill the mother from previous lives."
"What a mess, it's a deer, how could it be my mother from previous lives?"
"The soul is immortal and will fall into reincarnation forever. No one is a human being in every life, and it is not a deer in every life."
"Master monk, you said some confusing words again. I can't understand your nonsense, but since you have spoken, I have no choice but to show off your face. As long as I don't kill this deer, you
Quickly release my flower gun." Zhou Kui shook his hand, and a huge force came from Xuan Mie's grip, and he remained motionless.
"Thank you so much, donor. You put down the butcher's knife today. You have planted a good root in your heart, and you will reap great rewards in the future." Xuan Mie let go of his hand and returned the flower gun.
"I don't know what harvest I will get in the future, but I won't be able to eat venison today." Zhou Kui secretly cursed the bad luck, mounted his horse with a flower gun, and returned to the road in a depressed manner.
Zhao Zheng was not that greedy and was not disappointed. He treated Xuan Mie as a small favor and drew his sword to destroy the screws of the trap. The two metal saw teeth opened like petals, and the wild deer escaped from the trap.
But because the injury was serious, he couldn't stand up for a while.
Zhao Zheng's luggage was fully stocked with various medical supplies. He took out the hemostatic pill and drank it for the wild deer. He also applied gold sore medicine on it and bandaged it properly.
One of the wild deer's legs was seriously injured, and even if it recovered from the injury, it would be disabled in the future, but it could still barely walk on its three legs, which was better than dying.
Xuan Mie saw that Yelu had hope for recovery and thanked him repeatedly.
Zhao Zheng was afraid that the wild deer would move randomly, so he tied the limbs of the wild deer with cloth strips and carried it back to the convoy.
Xu Hong stuck his head out of the carriage, looked at the injured deer, and then at Xuan Mie who was following behind, and said with a smile: "I just heard from Brother Zhou about how you saved the deer. Master, you are really kind.
Even animals are reluctant to kill.”
"This is just a matter for monks." Xuan Mie said calmly.
"Monks are compassionate. It would be great if there were more Buddhists in the world."
"The female donor is interested in learning Buddhism?"
"There are some."
"If so, when we stop to rest next time, the poor monk can teach you the Dharma."
"Okay, I'll bother you, Master." Xu Hong lowered his brows, nodded slightly to Xuan Mie, and lowered the curtains of the carriage.
Zhao was listening clearly next to him and was secretly stunned. Everyone in this group was confused by the Buddhist teachings taught by Xuan Mie. Unexpectedly, Xu Hong became interested in it. He didn't care about this aspect. He himself
I don’t want to learn, but I won’t stop others from learning.
The minor disturbance passed and the motorcade continued to move forward. It stopped at noon and everyone gathered together for lunch. As promised, Xuan Mie took the opportunity to preach to Xu Hong. Xu Hong seemed to be really interested.
Listened very carefully.
In the next few days, whenever there was time and opportunity, Xuan Mie would commit suicide for Xu Hong. Xu Hong's understanding of Buddhism deepened day by day, and he became a half-believer in Buddhism and began to chant the Buddha's name silently every day.
The wound on the wild deer's hind legs gradually healed. When it could barely move forward on three legs, Zhao Zheng released it back into the forest. It was unknown whether the injured wild deer could survive for a long time.
Zhao Zheng was on the road every day, traveling hundreds of miles a day. He suffered a certain delay in his cultivation. He could not practice at all during the day and had to enter the dungeon to practice. After these days of hard work, he had not made great progress in his internal skills.
But the progress in martial arts is not small.
By practicing sparring with wooden figures, he would benefit a lot every time. He had already trained his small grappling skills to the fifth level, and completely mastered this grappling skill. In terms of Maha Sword Technique, he had also practiced to the fourth level.
At this level, he has initially mastered the secret of the invisible, formless and free-changing swordsmanship.
He felt that his practice of Maha Sword Technique had reached a bottleneck and would be difficult to break through in a short period of time, so he had the idea of learning one more martial arts. With his current skill, he could already read the Nine Meridians and Six Elements Sutra.
Now comes the next martial art. This martial art is called "Qiankun in the Sleeves" and it is a middle-grade acupuncture technique.
Xiu Li Qian Kun pays attention to hidden mysteries. When attacking, he usually uses a wide sleeve robe to confuse the enemy, and uses the hand hidden in the sleeve to tap the enemy's acupoints. If the internal force is deep and the acupoints are accurate, you can also directly use the soft sleeves to transmit the internal force and perform acupoints. This is
This is the biggest difference between this Kung Fu and other Acupoint Kung Fu.
Like Maha Swordsmanship, Xiuli Qiankun is also a powerful but boring and difficult martial art. It is not easy to learn and master it, and it takes a lot of time.
Zhao Zheng did not expect to master this acupuncture technique in a short time, nor was he willing to shift his focus and devote all his energy to it. His real plan was to give it a try, just learn some superficial acupoint skills, and then put it aside.
No further research yet.
The reason why he had this idea was that when traveling in the world, he had to learn a few acupuncture skills, otherwise he would suffer a lot of inconveniences.
For example, when he sneaked into the homes of several members and Miao Li, every time he arrested someone for questioning, he would knock them out directly, which was very troublesome. If he learned acupuncture skills, he could knock them out directly.
In fact, he has a very good foundation in learning Diancun Kung Fu. In the small grappling skills he learned, half of the moves require the use of acupuncture points to subdue the enemy. Therefore, learning Diancun Kung Fu will get twice the result with half the effort. It does not take much time. It is just a point break.
Just a layer of window paper.
In the Nawujing room, everything in the room was completely silent, not even a breath of wind.
Zhao Zhengduan was sitting in the center, motionless, with the secret book of the Nine Meridians and Six Yuan Meridian spread out in front of him.
He slowly adjusted his breathing, and after a moment he opened his eyes, his eyes filled with energy. He struck out his hands and made multiple gestures. His joints hit the air, making a "bumping" sound. As he made multiple movements, he
The body seemed to have turned into a igniting furnace, becoming heated, and the internal energy in the Dantian was also mobilized, like a vast galaxy, slowly rotating with one point as the center.
He made the last gesture, clapped both palms together, and sprayed out two streams of internal energy from a distance, hitting the pages of the book together.
The pages of the Nine Meridians and Six Yuan Jing are not extraordinary objects. They are extremely tough and will not be damaged even if they are hit by internal forces.
The pages of the book shook and glowed, and a luminous little man jumped out of it, as well as hundreds of luminous words. The little man was still the old man who wrote the secret book, wearing a loose robe, and the fonts recorded The opening content of The Universe in the Sleeve is complex and difficult to understand, as if it were a heavenly book. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
