Traveling to the Earth: My martial spirit is a hoe

"Is what I want ready?"

Long Hongteng immediately took out a black bank card and handed it over respectfully. The man in red did not reach out, and the young attendant on the side immediately took the card.

The man in red then walked to the bed, put his hand on Long Yulin's wrist, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Master, isn't the art of breaking the pulse used to treat people who are obsessed with madness? How could this person be cast on the art of breaking the veins if he doesn't look like a monk?"

Seeing the man in red let go of his hand, the young attendant asked curiously.

"The art of breaking the pulse can indeed cure people who are obsessed with madness, but it can also seal off the meridians and cut off the meridians. For monks, it can prevent the flow of true energy, but for mortals, it directly cuts off the essence, making life worse than death."

Having said this, the man in red glanced at Long Hongteng.

"It seems that your Long family has provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked!"

As soon as these words came out, Long Hongteng's heart suddenly sank.

"Please ask the elders to help me."

"I only promised to save people, other things have nothing to do with me."

The man in red looked as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"You straighten his body"

Several men in the room immediately stepped forward, stretched out their hands to grab Long Yulin's limbs, and forced his crouched body to straighten.

"Ah~~~~"

The severe pain made Long Yulin scream again, but the sound was as penetrating as an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

When everyone heard this, their bodies couldn't help but tremble. It was hard to imagine what kind of pain Long Yulin was suffering at this moment.

The man in red on the side turned a deaf ear. After Long Yulin's body was straightened, he directly pointed his swords together and began to activate the true energy in his body, hitting Long Yulin's body in one place.

The sharp fingers cut through the air and even made bursts of wind roaring sounds.

"bump"

But just after his fingers came into contact with Long Yulin's body, his fingers were bounced directly, and a huge buzzing sounded in the air.

"Ok?"

The man in red looked at his fingers in disbelief, and then at Long Yulin's body.

"master"

The young man also sounded a little surprised.

"It doesn't matter, I was careless just now."

After a brief moment of surprise, the man in red activated his Qi again. The clothes on his body automatically moved without any wind, and the two empty trouser legs were blown up at this moment.

As his true energy circulated rapidly, bursts of light emitted from the top of his palm.

"Break it for me"

He once again pointed his finger at an acupuncture point on Long Yulin's body, but this time it was not bounced away.

There was just a "poof" sound, as if a balloon had been popped.

At the same time as this voice sounded, Luo Qiong, who was in the taxi, couldn't help but frown slightly. Just now, he felt that the true energy he had left in Long Yulin's body had disappeared.

His heart couldn't help but tremble. Although the zhenqi he shot into Long Yulin's body at that time was just casual, it could not dispel his zhenqi. Obviously, the other party should also be a monk, or at the very least, a qi practitioner.

"It seems that this world is not as simple as imagined!"

At this time in the basement, Long Yulin's whole body, which was originally tense, slowly relaxed after the sound of the sound, and then he collapsed on the bed like a ball of mud.

The painful whine just now turned into a moan of relief.

"Elder, my son~~~~"

"He's fine. It's just that his body has been severely exhausted in the past few days. With your family's strength, he can recover in a year and a half."

Hearing this, Long Hongteng and others finally breathed a sigh of relief. But before everyone could calm down, the man in red spoke again.

"However, according to my observation, the person who attacked your son was not a simple secular Qi practitioner. According to the strength of the Qi, he was at least a Qi practitioner in the Qi refining period. Your Long family has offended such a monk. It’s not something that can be settled that easily.”

At this time, the man in red looked at Long Hongteng with a meaningful smile on his lips.

"Ah, what about this?"

Long Hongteng knew the identity of the man in red, and he also knew what kind of cultivator he was talking about. Now that he heard that the person the Long family had offended was actually a real cultivator, how could he not be shocked?

"Grandpa, are there really cultivators? Isn't that just made up in novels?"

"Jiejie, little kid, this world is not as simple as you think!"

He seemed to be in a good mood. The man in the suit was not angry because of Long Shaofeng's interruption. Instead, he explained with a smile on his face.

"Please sir, I'm willing to pay any price to save our Long family!"

Compared with the good mood of the man in the suit, Long Hongteng's heart has sunk to the extreme at this moment.

The man in a suit did not reply immediately after hearing Long Hongteng's words. He still looked at Long Shaofeng with a smile. It was not until Long Shaofeng subconsciously took a few steps back that he slowly spoke.

"It's not impossible for me to save your Long family, but do you have to agree to one condition?"

"What conditions?"

When Long Hongteng heard the other party relent, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and asked quickly.

"I want to take him as an apprentice."

As he spoke, the man in the suit stretched out his pale finger and pointed at Long Shaofeng, who was still looking confused.

"Accept me as a disciple?"

Long Shaofeng was also a little confused after hearing this. What kind of condition is this? But Long Hongteng's expression changed drastically after hearing this.

"Elder, Feng'er is the only son of the third generation of our family. Can you change the terms?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt that the entire conference room suddenly became cold, and the smiling face of the man in the suit suddenly turned fierce.

"You dare to tell me terms? What qualifications do you have to tell me terms?"

Long Hongteng felt a fierce murderous aura instantly envelope him, and he was so frightened that he fell to his knees directly, not daring to move at all.

"The little ones don't dare, the little ones don't dare"

"Being interested in your grandson brings face to your family, so don't be disrespectful."

Everyone around him also felt the terrifying pressure at this moment, and they all knelt down, not daring to be careless at all.

"Are you a cultivator?"

But Long Shaofeng on the side did not kneel down with everyone, but looked at the man in the suit intently, without the slightest fear in his eyes.

"Haha, okay, you have the guts to dare to look at me. You are indeed the person I like."

The man in the suit seemed to have changed his face at this moment, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Master is a great monk in the foundation-building stage. He is known as the Blood-clothed Master."

The one-hundred-year-old young waiter announced his identity as the man in red with a proud face.

The man in red stood up straight and put one hand behind his back, looking like a master.

But the red suit he wore made him look a bit nondescript.

But just as he was waiting to receive everyone's admiring gaze, a voice suddenly sounded in the basement.

"I wonder who broke my forbidden number. It turned out to be a small Qi-refining monk. You dare to interfere in my affairs."

As soon as these words came out, the man in red's face suddenly changed, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"How is it possible? How is it possible that someone in this secular world can escape the detection of my divine consciousness?"

After the sound appeared, he immediately released his consciousness, but did not find anyone there.

"Dong...dong...dong..."

But there was a clear sound of footsteps in his ears, getting closer and closer.