Chapter 405 Uncle Shi was also once a special forces soldier
"You...are simply making a fool of yourself."
Taoist Priest Qingyun's voice was trembling. Although he scolded him, he walked over quickly, reached out and grabbed his wrist, and used pure Yang true fire to heal his injuries.
It's just that the fight between the two just now consumed a lot of his physical strength, not to mention being injured. The Pure Yang True Fire couldn't be condensed quickly, and there was an anxious look on his face.
"You're actually going to kill yourself by making such a joke with us, aren't you?"
Qing Lingzi took out a pill from his pocket, pinched Zhang Yang's chin, put it in his mouth, patted his chest gently, and swallowed the pill down his throat.
Zhang Yang felt a coolness coming from him, with a faint fragrant aroma, and the pain in his body instantly eased a lot, but all the internal organs in his body seemed to be displaced, and he was breathing heavily.
"Being idle is boring, cough cough..." Zhang Yang kept coughing, his words were weak and weak.
"Stop talking, it's important to heal your wounds first by breathing evenly." Taoist Master Qingyun interrupted him.
He already understood the purpose of Zhang Yang's attire, and began to wonder whether he should reveal his life experience.
And he also had a lot of doubts, such as Zhang Yang's skill suddenly improved so quickly? Also, he actually knew the Nine Yang True Fire...
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, and began to use the self-healing ability of the Pure Yang True Fire to condense his true energy bit by bit. He was lucky enough to escape from death, and the doubts in his heart were already clear, so he didn't care about this moment.
After seeing his face gradually turning rosy and getting better, Taoist Master Qingyun and the other three breathed a sigh of relief and helped him lie down on the bed on the side of the room.
"I didn't expect that the Taoist priest is actually a specially trained soldier. Please forgive me for being rude just now." Tang Shuxin said to Qing Lingzi with an apologetic smile.
As soon as she said these words, Zhang Yang was immediately stunned, wondering whether his uncle was a soldier? Why had he never mentioned this matter before?
And how could this girl Tang Shuxin know? The specially trained soldiers she mentioned were naturally special forces...
"Are you a special soldier?" Qing Lingzi asked without admitting his identity.
"Tang Shuxin, deputy captain of a group of special forces."
"It's amazing. The Special Forces Group actually recruits female soldiers. You are also the deputy captain of the group. It's really not easy. No wonder you are so good at it."
There was praise in Qing Lingzi's words, but at the same time, it could be heard that he was very familiar with the Special Forces Brigade, which meant that he acknowledged his identity as a former soldier.
It can also be seen in his expression that he is sincerely complimenting...
"The Taoist priest thanked you." Tang Shuxin said modestly.
"Why did you come here suddenly? How do you know my identity?" Qing Lingzi asked doubtfully.
Why did Tang Shuxin rush here despite such heavy rain? And she saved Zhang Yang? And how did she know her identity as a former special soldier? These are all incomprehensible.
Of course, these doubts of his are also what Zhang Yang and Taoist Priest Qingyun want to ask...
"On the mountain today, Zhang Yang once said some methods of survival in the wild. Although many people know these, but for someone who has lived in Danxia Mountain for a long time, knowing such a professional knowledge still makes me question it."
Tang Shuxin smiled and continued to explain: "In addition, in the fight just now, the Taoist priest obviously used one move to kill the enemy. Only soldiers who have received special training will kill the enemy without leaving any room.
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Her meaning is very clear. As a special forces soldier, there will be no hesitation when facing the enemy. The only purpose is to knock down or kill the opponent.
This is also the difference between kung fu and martial arts. After all, the practice of various martial arts is mainly to strengthen the body, so there is room everywhere between the moves. The purpose is to defeat the opponent, not to knock down or even kill.
The tactics of the special forces are somewhat vicious and cruel, but they are also the most direct and effective method when it comes to either you or me.
"I know how to show off what little I have learned in front of girls."
Taoist Priest Qingyun glanced at Zhang Yang angrily and continued to Tang Shuxin: "Then why did you come to our door so late? It's raining heavily outside. Is it because you suspect that my junior brother is a soldier?"
In his opinion, it was pouring rain outside. Even if he suspected his junior brother's identity as a soldier, was it necessary to come here in the rain?
Besides, whether her junior brother is a soldier or not, what does it have to do with her?
"Zhang Yang saved me today. I originally wanted to see if his injury was better, but I didn't expect that this would happen."
Tang Shuxin blushed and said even more charmingly under her shyness: "Besides, it's not very late now, it's only after eight o'clock. Most people in the city haven't rested yet."
What she meant by this was obviously that she had not adapted to the habit of going to bed early and getting up early in Danxia Mountain, so she just came to visit Zhang Yang at night.
"He saved you? Where is the injury?" Qing Lingzi asked hurriedly.
"My hand is hurt."
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Qing Lingzi took apart the black cloth on Zhang Yang's hand, and the whole bloody palm was exposed. The black cloth had begun to turn white under the wrapping, which made him even more miserable, but it also made him completely believe Tang Shuxin's words.
"Damn it, you are really desperate for a beautiful woman."
Qing Lingzi turned around and rummaged in the drawer of the table next to him, took out a delicate porcelain bottle, poured white powder on the wound and cursed softly.
"Didn't I learn everything from my uncle?" Zhang Yang endured the pain and joked with a smirk.
"Nonsense, when has Uncle Master ever been so desperate?"
"That's because you haven't met such a beautiful woman."
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Qing Lingzi curled her lips and did not answer, which was regarded as acquiescing to his words. She thought that if she had such a beautiful woman, it would be worth the effort.
How could the Tang Shuxin in front of me be compared to a Taoist nun from the Buddhist Medicine School...
The two of them murmured in low voices and kept glancing at Tang Shuxin, making her dumbfounded.
"Master, uncle, can you tell me now?" After a moment, Zhang Yang changed the topic and asked.
"Tell you what?" Taoist Priest Qingyun's heart trembled, and he asked knowingly.
"Who is Mai Ying'an? How did he know Chunyang Zhenhuo of our sect?" Zhang Yang originally wanted to ask him what his relationship was with him.
However, thinking that they were very excited and angry about him asking about his life experience, he decided to ask roundaboutly about the identity of the man in black, and then slowly find out his relationship with him from them.
In fact, he already had an idea in his subconscious mind, but he just didn't dare to think about it...
"He was my teammate on the special teams team."
Qing Lingzi took the conversation and looked out the window, her eyes full of confusion, as if she was recalling that time.
Shen Sheng continued: "When I was a child, my family was poor, so I was sent to Fu Medical School by my family. I wanted to learn some skills to support the family. As I grew older and reached the age of joining the army, Fang Gang, who was passionate, decided to train in the army, so he said goodbye to his senior brother.
Join the army and reach the army."
"Well, I supported it at the time. After all, joining the army is a very honorable thing in rural areas, and it is easier to get ahead." Taoist priest Qingyun added.
"At that time, the special brigade had just been formed, and it was not as professional as the training later, so the people recruited were people with strong skills in the sect, and it was natural for me to become a member of the special brigade."
Qing Lingzi briefly introduced how he joined the special brigade and then continued: "There I met Mai Ying'an. This man is extremely smart and talented. He knows many strange skills, and our Fu Medical School has learned
It’s something that’s not recognized by the outside world, so we quickly became good friends and talked about everything.”
What he meant was that what his master learned was considered to be feudal superstition, and Mai Ying'an's strange skills were not recognized by others, so it was easier for the two of them to get closer.
"But I didn't expect him to be a scheming, sinister villain. He begged me to teach him the Pure Yang True Fire of my sect. Because of the sect's rule that the master's inner skills should not be passed on to others, I rejected him."
When he said this, Qing Lingzi's expression became obviously excited and continued: "But I didn't expect that he didn't give up. He actually found an opportunity to secretly leave the company and found Danxia Mountain."
"Yes, after coming to the sect, he lied to me and said that my junior brother was seriously injured while performing a mission and his life was in danger. He told him that Pure Yang True Fire can heal himself, and asked him to come to our sect to learn Pure Yang True Fire and help his junior brother to truly heal his wounds.
The condensation of Qi.”
Taoist Master Qingyun smiled bitterly and shook his head and continued: "I was still suspicious at first, but he was very cunning. He told everything about his junior brother accurately. He even knew his family situation well, so I believed him. Of course,
More importantly, I was thinking about my junior brother's injury, so I told him the inner thoughts of the first and second levels of my sect. I also saw that he was working hard for his junior brother's affairs, and he treated him warmly. He even took out the daughter's red that had been stored for many years to entertain him.
He wants him to take more care of his junior brother."
Hearing this, Zhang Yang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that these two senior brothers who bickered every day and even got red-faced and even fell out over a few old female Taoist nuns in the Buddha's Clothes Sect could have such a deep relationship.
"But I didn't expect that while I was drunk, he actually stole our sect's most important treasure, the Nine-Yang Talisman, and left quietly." When he said this, Taoist Priest Qingyun glanced at Zhang Yang, his lips moved, and he obviously had something to say.
I wanted to say it, but I couldn't help but not continue to say it.
In fact, even if he didn't say it, Zhang Yang knew in his heart that he wanted to ask himself why Jiuyang Zhenhuo was so angry? Maybe he was afraid of changing the topic, so he held it back.
Is the Nine Sun Talisman the jade gourd on my chest? Why is it on my body? This is the only thing that can prove my life experience? If, as the master said, Mai Yingan stole the Nine Sun Talisman, what happened later?
, got it into his hands by accident?
Of course, it is undeniable that he even guessed that Mai Yingan might be his father, but he just couldn't believe it, or he was looking forward to a miracle...
How could he be the son of a sinister and sinister person? This is simply impossible. He is handsome and full of love. How could this be possible? Zhang Yang was filled with sorrow and indignation. He just wanted to hear his master and uncle speak quickly. (Unfinished)