"Now it seems that my internal strength is not high enough. Otherwise, if Guo Jing and Qiao Feng's internal strength are cultivated, if thousands of his people come together and use all kinds of poison-quenching hidden weapons, what can he do to me?"
Feng Zhou stood on the top of a mountain in Shennongjia, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, and thought to himself.
In fact, with his internal strength cultivation and the strength of his muscles and bones, it is already rare in the world. Otherwise, it would be impossible for his body to recover as before in just a few days. Even if he was hit by the poisonous hidden weapon, the poisonous gas entered his body, and he was forced by his internal strength.
Excreted from the body.
But he was not content with himself, because he felt that if he was strong enough, even thousands of troops could break through. It would be best to break into the capital directly, slaughter the Forbidden City, and kill all the princes and palaces.
Of course, this kind of thing must be carefully considered and cannot be forced. Once the central institution of the capital is gone, the world will be in chaos.
He was condescending, looking at the beautiful mountains and forests, and thought to himself: "My internal strength is from the outside in. If I want to practice it deeply, I need to study the changes in the inner energy of the meridians. Today, martial arts masters are like crucian carps crossing the river.
But how many internal masters are as good as me? Those who truly understand the changes in the energy in the meridians must be the miracle doctors, and among the miracle doctors, the leader of the poisonous hand medicine king is undoubtedly the poisonous hand medicine king. It is better to go to the poisonous hand medicine king and ask him for advice.
After all, this man is so chivalrous and kind-hearted that he will definitely not refuse."
He did it as soon as he thought of it, and Feng Zhou immediately made up his mind to find the poisonous hand medicine king.
This poisonous hand medicine king lives near the White Horse Temple in Dongting Lake. He seems to be a monk. He has four disciples. The first three are nothing more. However, his most junior disciple Cheng Lingsu is impressive. In the whole book, there are only
This Cheng Lingsu can get into his eyes.
Cheng Lingsu is smart and smart, and knows things like a god. Although she is not beautiful, after she appeared, the hot-blooded Hu Fei, the free and easy Yuan Ziyi, and the upright Miao Renfeng all pale in comparison.
Even for this girl, he had to go to the White Horse Temple in Dongting Lake.
Thinking of this, he went all the way south and arrived at the Dongting Lake on this day. While resting at a roadside shop, he asked for the direction of Baima Temple Town. He arrived at the town early the next morning. After leaving the town, he headed north for about 30 kilometers.
After walking for more than a mile and turning a few turns, I saw a large flower garden dozens of feet away from the road. A girl wearing a green cloth shirt was squatting on the ground arranging flowers and plants, holding a small hoe in her thin arms.
It was really hard to get up.
However, the little girl was strong and gritted her teeth and endured. There were three huts behind the flower garden. Looking from a distance, there was no one around.
Feng Zhou sat on the horse and watched for a while. He saw that the girl was still carefully arranging the flowers and plants, not paying attention to the actions of the outside world. He couldn't help but nodded secretly. As expected of Cheng Lingsu, he had such a strong concentration.
He turned over and dismounted, bowed his hands to the little girl and saluted: "Miss Cheng, may I ask if Master Yihai lives here?"
The girl raised her head and looked at Feng Zhou. She saw a pair of extremely bright eyes. Her eyes were as black as paint. When she raised her head, the light suddenly shone out. It was unusually bright. Apart from her eyes, her appearance was ordinary.
, her skin was withered and yellow, her face had a sallow complexion, she seemed like she had not had enough to eat all year round, her hair was yellow and thin, her shoulders were thin, and her figure was thin. She was obviously a poor girl from a poor village, and she had lacked nourishment since she was a child. The girl took one look and said
He lowered his head and said coldly, "There is no such thing as Master Yihao here!"
She didn't even ask me why I knew her surname was Cheng. This was out of character!
It's really terrifying to have such strong self-control at such a young age.
No wonder he was accepted as a close disciple by the Poison Hand Medicine King and trained with great concentration.
Well, since she said there is no Master Yiji, then Poison Hand Medicine King must have been renamed Master Weiji.
Thinking of this, he rushed to the hut and cupped his hands and said: "At the end of my studies, I went to Fengzhou to meet the poisonous hand medicine master Wang Wei'ai."
His voice wasn't very loud, but it traveled very far. Even people a hundred feet away heard it, and it seemed as if he was talking in their ears.
When Cheng Lingsu and Master Yichi from the thatched cottage, who were very close at hand, heard Feng Zhou's words, they felt as if someone was speaking in their ears.
But Cheng Lingsu didn't seem to hear it, and still lowered his head to tidy up the flowers and plants. However, he heard the firewood door of the hut creaking, and an old monk with a white beard walked out of it.
The old monk had a kind face and bright eyes. There was a look of compassion between his brows, but there were very deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and between his brows.
"I'll meet you when I see you. What's the fuss about?" The old monk snorted coldly, walked quickly and squatted down next to the girl, "My good boy, did he scare you?"
"Master, I'm fine." The girl said in a calm tone.
It seems that this disciple's concentration is much stronger than that of his master. This poisonous medicine king has changed his name from Yi Ai to Wei Ai. Why is his temper still so weird?
"Haha, good disciple, it's fine. Master will send him away now."
The old monk seemed to love this little girl very much, and he cared about her every word.
Feng Zhou glanced at the old monk's hand and saw that he seemed to be missing two fingers on his left hand, so he confirmed that he was indeed the Poison Hand Medicine King. He stepped forward again and cupped his hands and said, "Feng Zhou has seen Master Wei Ai, the Poison Hand Medicine King."
The Poison Hand Medicine King snorted coldly: "Feng Zhou, I've never heard of him. I'm in a good temper today. I don't want to argue with you. Please leave quickly."
He glanced at Feng Zhou and fixed his eyes on his bald head. He suddenly paused and pulled the little girl back two steps and said: "I heard that a master came out of the Central Plains. He was so cruel and vicious that hundreds of officers and soldiers could not catch him.
Nearly a hundred masters have been killed, and the bald man with the surname Feng is your Excellency?"
Only then did he take a serious look at Feng Zhou, and saw that he had a handsome figure and a face like a crown jewel. Although he was not very tall, he gave people an aura that supported the sky and the earth. He was full of heroic spirit and his eyes were as bright as cold stars. He was really
The young hero, even though he is the poisonous medicine king, can't help but cheer in his heart: "What a rich and handsome talent!"
Feng Zhou smiled slightly and said: "Senior Yao Wang doesn't go out, but he knows everything about the world. I admire him. But since I am alone and fighting hundreds of Green Camp soldiers, seniors should be able to think of my character."
"Senior Medicine King has a kind heart and saves lives and heals the wounded. He is the most benevolent person in the world! But since you have cured all kinds of diseases and have traveled all over the world, you should know what kind of world this is. If the road is uneven, even if you are an officer and a soldier, you must move forward bravely.
, the younger generation is confident and worthy of the local people."
After listening to Feng Zhou's words, Poison Hand Medicine King muttered: "Isn't it just to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty? What's the big deal?" But his face finally softened.
He said calmly: "So, the rumors I heard are wrong? Why do you have to come to my place?"
Feng Zhou bent down and said with a smile: "After I came to Fengzhou to pay my respects to Senior Medicine King, I have admired the master for a long time. To see him today is to fulfill my lifelong wish."
Although Feng Zhou's words are an exaggeration, after all, in the original book, when Hu Fei paid homage to the King of Poisonous Hand Medicine, he had already left Hexi, so there is no talk of admiration.
But Feng Zhou was not innocent. What he admired was Cheng Lingsu, and Cheng Lingsu was right in front of him. However, it was inappropriate for a grown man to say this to a girl, so it was appropriate to use it on Yao Wang.
The Poison Hand Medicine King didn't know Feng Zhou's thoughts, but when he saw that Feng Zhou was so respectful to him and not as cruel and rude as the legends say, he felt much better. Hearing his sincere tone, his admiration for him didn't even seem like a lie.
Faintly feeling a little proud.
After all, he was slightly angry now rather than completely angry. He was inevitably a little proud of being praised by others. He thought to himself: "No matter whether he is cruel or rude, since he has such skill, he is still so respectful to me. It's not that bad."
Hate."
After thinking about it this way, the look he looked at Feng Zhou became much more pleasing to the eye.
"Then your Excellency came here just to see me? Since you have met me, please come back."
His words were still harsh, but his tone was much gentler.
Feng Zhou smiled and said: "Senior Medicine King, I have always heard of your name. Everyone in the world says that your poisoning strategies are unparalleled in the world, but I know that what you are most proud of is your medical skills. But I know that there is a method that can prevent
Smallpox method.”
As soon as these words came out, the poisonous medicine king immediately widened his eyes, rushed over, and asked: "Do you really have a way to prevent smallpox?"
Although the poisonous hand medicine king has the word "poisonous hand" in his nickname, he never kills innocent people indiscriminately. Those who die at his hands are all evil-doers with bad records. He is also kind-hearted and has a broad mind to save the world and save people.
So when I heard about the method of preventing smallpox, I immediately listened carefully.
Feng Zhou smiled slightly: "Smallpox has harmed countless people in the world, but there is a problem. Anyone who raises cattle can avoid the smallpox plague at home."
The King of Poison Hand Medicine has been treating illnesses and saving people all his life. He just thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes, I remember that when I was 21 years old, smallpox was raging in the eastern section of Dongting Lake. More than a dozen villages were wiped out, but there were more than a dozen cattle raising families.
They are safe and sound. Could it be that there is something in the cow that can cure smallpox?"
"I traveled in Western Europe and saw the local method of using cattle to prevent smallpox." Feng Zhou said calmly, and then fell silent.
The King of Poison Hand Medicine became interested. Just like Linghu Chong encountering good wine, even a beggar would drink with him. He immediately burst into laughter and said: "I see that the young hero Feng is heroic, vigorous, handsome, and truly one of the few heroes in the world."
, please come inside, please come inside.”
Feng Zhou laughed and followed the poisonous hand medicine king into the hut and sat down at the table. Cheng Lingsu did not wait for the master's instructions and took down the small pot that was burning on the stove. He made two cups of tea and brought it over. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
, the tea has a faint medicinal aroma, and I couldn’t help but praise, “Good tea, good tea!”
"Haha, aren't you afraid that Mr. Feng will put medicine in the tea?" Poison Hand Medicine King asked with a smile.
Feng Zhou said calmly: "To be honest, Senior Medicine King, I was poisoned by fifteen kinds of poisons in one breath some time ago, but I'm still fine now."
"Oh? So you can detoxify?" Poison Hand Medicine King's eyes were bright.
"I don't dare to talk about detoxification, but I have been successful in practicing internal skills. I was poisoned some time ago, so I used my skills day and night to resist, and the poisonous gas was discharged without knowing it."
"Ah? He has profound inner strength, so much so?" The Poisonous Hand Medicine King was slightly startled, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. He moved his hands, but then he forcibly held back.
Feng Zhou ignored him, but Cheng Lingsu handed over his hand and said: "The tea soup that the girl just brewed is bright red in color, the smell is as fragrant as orchid, the taste is full and pure, mellow as poetry, the aftertaste is sweet and mellow, the teeth and cheeks are fragrant, and it is full of charm.
, I suddenly felt like a dream, as if I were in heaven and on earth. This is really the best tea. I am so grateful that I can drink this tea."
Cheng Lingsu pursed his lips and smiled and said, "Brother Feng, you're welcome."
Her voice was cool and cool, and when she smiled, her face looked like a spring flower blooming, giving her a charming and pretty look.