Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

In addition, maybe beating and killing is not a bad thing.

Even if the little friend joined the old Taoist of the Demon Cult, he didn't care. "

Zhang Sanfeng, who has lived for more than a hundred years, is used to the fights and killings in the Jianghu, and has long looked down upon the struggle between good and evil.

Wouldn't it be murder to kill decently?

So in his opinion, a little beating and killing is nothing at all.

As long as you don't do such big evils as betraying your family and country and killing ordinary people on a large scale without reason, he won't care.

"Renren Zhang is indeed a man with a big heart, I admire him, just follow what the real person said." Su Mu bowed his hands to Zhang Sanfeng with a full face of admiration.

If there is a list of good people in Jianghu, Zhang Sanfeng will definitely be on the list.

Then he stretched out a hand:

"Since that's the case, then I'll high-five and make an agreement.

I healed Yu Sanxia's wound, and Zhang Zhenren agreed to my two conditions. "

"Good!" Zhang Sanfeng nodded, thinking it was interesting, he stretched out his hand and patted Su Mu's hand three times, which was regarded as a vow.

Then, he asked curiously:

"Su Xiaoyou, who can heal my disciple's injury?"

He thought that Su Mu knew who could heal Yu Daiyan through calculating the secrets of heaven, so he asked this question.

"I..." Su Mu pointed to himself with a smile.

"Huh?" Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Su Mu in surprise:

"I don't think my little friend is still the master of Xinglin, I'm sorry."

"Hehe..." Hearing this, Su Mu laughed uncontrollably and shook his head:

"Actually, I don't know anything about medicine.

The reason why I dare to boast about Haikou is because I have a holy medicine in my hand that specializes in treating injuries like Yu Sanxia's. "

With that said, he stood up and said to the two:

"Just wait, I'll go back as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the gossip direction, and with a series of afterimages, he dodged towards the backyard at an extremely fast speed.

"So easy!" Yu Daiyan couldn't help admiring after seeing this scene.

"Su Xiaoyou's lightness kung fu is really powerful." Zhang Sanfeng, the master of martial arts, saw the power of Su Mu's kung fu at a glance, and couldn't help sighing:

"This skill is set up according to the Eight Diagrams of the Book of Changes. When walking, you always step in a specific direction.

This is not only a kung fu that can run long distances, but also a powerful footwork that moves between square inches, very similar to the lightness kung fu of an old friend of his teacher.

It seems that Su Xiaoyou's inheritance is not simple, maybe it is not worse than our Wudang.

but......"

Speaking of this, Zhang Sanfeng's eyebrows frowned slightly, and doubts flashed in his eyes:

"I don't know if it's the illusion of being a teacher, Su Xiaoyou's internal strength is a bit like the Huashan School..."

"Is this unlikely?" Yu Daiyan frowned after hearing this, and said softly:

"It's not that the disciples look down on the Huashan School, it's just that...

Even Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan School, has only entered the middle stage of the master, and is similar to a disciple.

If the disciple is in good health, he is definitely not the disciple's opponent.

With such a sect, how can it cultivate such outstanding people as Mr. Tianji?

Moreover, if Mr. Tianji is really from Huashan, why is he here? "

Even Song Qingshu, who was cultivated by their Wudang faction with all their strength, has only barely reached the mid-innate stage.

How could the Huashan faction, which was worse than Wudang, cultivate such outstanding people as Su Mu?

Besides, even if it is cultivated, why is it released for "stocking"?

Shouldn't this kind of outstanding person be brought back to the mountains to be cultivated properly? .

Chapter 14 The real man Yu Daiyan! [Thank you for your support, I am very grateful. 】

"Perhaps the teacher's perception is wrong..." After hearing Dai Yan's words, Zhang Sanfeng also felt that this matter was indeed a bit of a fantasy, shook his head, and laughed at himself:

"It seems that the teacher is really old, and there is such a ridiculous illusion."

"I kept you two waiting for a long time." While the two were chatting, Su Mu came in from the backyard carrying a palm-sized jade box.

Afterwards, he carefully put the box in his hand on the table, and said with a smile:

"The name of this product is Black Jade Intermittent Ointment. It is specially used to treat injuries to the bones and veins like Yu Sanxia. It can be called a magic medicine for healing!"

After the introduction, Su Mu gently opened the jade box and took out a small delicate porcelain bottle lying inside.

"Boom!" As the cork was opened, a refreshing medicinal fragrance slowly wafted out.

"Good medicine!" Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan praised the medicine after smelling it.

As the saying goes, a long illness makes a good doctor. After so many doctors have treated him, Yu Daiyan can easily distinguish the good from the bad.

Based on the strong medicinal fragrance alone, Yu Daiyan can conclude that this must be a precious medicine for healing.

This raised hope in Yu Daiyan's heart.

He has a feeling that this time he will be cured!

Thinking of this, Yu Daiyan couldn't wait to ask:

"Master Tianji, may I ask if this medicine should be taken internally or externally?"

"External application." After putting on the bottle cap, Su Mu looked at Yu Daiyan's joints and said softly:

"Yu Sanxia, ​​you have been injured for too long, you have to crush your crooked bones to apply the medicine, you..."

"Young Master Tianji is too worried!" Yu Daiyan interrupted Su Mu's words without hesitation when he saw that hope was restored, and laughed boldly:

"What is the pain compared to getting up again?

Please let Master Tianji let go and do whatever you want.

If I yell out pain, I will not be called Wudang Yusan! "

......

In the guest room...

I saw Su Mu holding a pair of tongs in his hand, using his internal force to crush Yu Daiyan's bones severely.

There is no way, Su Mu doesn't know how to strengthen the Vajra Finger, so he can only use foreign objects.

"Crack! Crack..." came bursts of teeth-stinging voices.

"Hmm!!!" Yu Daiyan was also a man. Although his face was flushed with pain and the veins on his forehead were bulging, he just let out a muffled snort, biting the towel and supporting himself firmly without making a cry of pain.

"Kacha Kacha..." Seeing this, Su Mu immediately accelerated his speed.

After all, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain!

"Crack!" After crushing the last wound, Su Mu took out the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment from the bottle as quickly as possible, and carefully applied it on Yu Daiyan's joints.

"Huh..." As soon as the ointment was applied, Yu Daiyan let out a long breath.

At this moment, he only felt that his joints were icy cold and very comfortable.

Although there was still pain, it was already within the bearable range, and even his pale face looked much better.

"Dai Yan, how do you feel?" After Su Mu applied the medicine and fixed his limbs with wooden planks, Zhang Sanfeng let out a slight breath and asked with concern.

"Although the medicine has just been applied, this disciple feels that this medicine is likely to cure him!" Yu Daiyan whispered excitedly with a pale face.

"Okay, okay..." After Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he said hello again and again, with a face full of relief:

"Daiyan, you suffered a lot just now, let's rest first, and come to see you in the evening as a teacher."

After comforting him, Zhang Sanfeng led Su Mu out of the room.

"Wuliang Tianzun..." After arriving in the backyard, Zhang Sanfeng saluted Su Mu very formally:

"On behalf of my disciple, I would like to thank Xiaoyou Su for his generosity!"

"What is Master Zhang doing? It's really a shame!" Su Mu hurried to Zhang Sanfeng's side, grabbed his arm, and said with a wry smile:

"Renren Zhang is a hundred-year-old man, and receiving this gift from a real person will shorten his lifespan. I hope the real person will stop doing this."

"Hehe..." Zhang Sanfeng didn't force it, he smiled kindly and said:

"Little friend, if you have something to do in the future, you can go to Wudang to find the old Taoist, and the old Taoist will definitely not refuse."

After speaking, he looked at the sky and said to Su Mu:

"It's still early in the morning, why don't you teach the Thirteen Swords of Shenmen to you in advance?"

"Thank you, Master Zhang, for your kindness." Su Mu was also eager to practice a technique for attacking, so he nodded excitedly immediately.

Afterwards, he handed Zhang Sanfeng a green steel sword drawn by lottery some time ago, stepped back a few steps, and looked at him with piercing eyes.

In Su Mu's view, strength is nothing more than three elements:

First, internal strength.

Second, light work.

Third, the method of attacking.

Regarding internal strength... Although the Huashan mental method has been practiced to the top, it can still be practiced at a low level.

What's more, sometimes he can draw internal energy through lottery draws, and after accumulating a lot, he doesn't pay much attention to internal energy and mental methods.

Not to mention lightness kung fu, Lingbo Weibu is enough for him to practice for a long time.

What he lacks most now is an attack method.

There are two reasons for choosing swordsmanship:

First, handsome!

Whether you are powerful or not is temporary, but handsome is a lifetime thing.

Second, it is powerful.

After all, this is just a world of martial arts, except for those who have practiced kung fu, they will die if their necks are wiped!

Therefore, in a battle, a weapon can always make him more lethal.

If Lingbo Weibu is added, then he has some power to protect himself for the time being.

ps: There are two more chapters after nine o'clock in the evening. .

Chapter 15 Zhang Sanfeng gives the sword! 【Thanks a lot. 】

"Su Xiaoyou, take a look, this is our Wudang's Shenmen Thirteen Swords!" After Zhang Sanfeng shouted lightly, he danced the green steel sword in his hand with a vigorous posture that did not look like a centenarian!

"Shua! Shua! Shua..." It may be for the convenience of Su Mu to see clearly, so Zhang Sanfeng's sword dance is not fast.

But every sword is very steady, and the sword is facing straight ahead!

If there are enemies here, they will definitely be stabbed in the wrist!

In the blink of an eye, eleven moves have passed!

suddenly!

"Whew..." Zhang Sanfeng turned around and came to the left side, with the long sword in his hand slashing diagonally to the right:

"The Thirteen Swords of Shenmen have a total of thirteen moves, each move is different, but each move is aimed at the enemy's wrist.

Therefore, this is a sword technique based on stability and accuracy! "

While speaking, Zhang Sanfeng's figure was like a swimming dragon, he lifted the Wudang Ladder Yun Zong, flew five feet straight out of thin air, and stabbed diagonally!

"Hoo..." With a piercing whistling sound, the long sword actually released three feet of sword energy out of thin air:

"If you want to learn this sword technique, you must do it: when the sword strikes, the wings of mosquitoes and flies will fall, and when you strike iron, your arm will not tremble!

Only in this way can this sword technique be practiced to great success! "