The Longevity Martial Arts Path: Starting with the Five Elements of Health

Before Su Changkong beheaded Du Zhen of the Black Lotus Sect, saved Yan Song, and told Yan Song that he didn't want to cause trouble and told him not to tell anyone about it.

But as soon as Yan Song met, he said that the magistrate of Qingshui City wanted to see him? Su Changkong can't help but think.

Su Changkong's face was cold, which made Yan Song feel that the temperature in the room had dropped, he quickly explained: "Brother Wen, don't get me wrong, I didn't tell anyone about you, including Jie'er, it's just that I was the one who caught the knife. , I saw Liu Zhixian some time ago, he found me and wanted me to introduce some experts to him, saying that he would get a good salary, so I thought of Brother Wen, but I didn't mention anything about Brother Wen to him! name!"

It was only after Yan Song's explanation that Su Changkong's mood eased slightly. Everyone hated being betrayed, but it seemed that Yan Song did not tell anyone about him.

After that, Su Changkong couldn't help but be a little curious. Wang Yun and Su Changkong didn't know each other, but Wang Yun was the magistrate of Qingshui City and the leader of Qingshui City, but the other party found Yan Song and wanted Yan Song to help introduce martial arts experts!

Su Changkong then asked: "What is the purpose of this Wang Zhixian looking for a master?"

"I don't know very well either... Magistrate Wang Yun met me alone and told me to help introduce the master. I guess it was some errand. Would Brother Wen go and see Wang Magi?"

Yan Song shook his head.

Su Changkong thought about it, Yan Song's own strength is very good, but Wang Yun did not directly send or hire Yan Song, which shows that Wang Yun feels that Yan Song's strength is not up to the standard, what he needs is real Top experts!

Yan Song has self-knowledge, but he thinks of Su Changkong, who is far above himself, even a master like Du Zhen can easily obliterate Su Changkong!

That's why Yan Song found Su Changkong and brought it up to him. If Su Changkong wasn't interested, then he would naturally give up.

Su Changkong thought about it carefully, this Wang Zhixian asked Yan Song to help introduce the masters, most of them were dispatched, and he also said that there would be extremely generous remuneration!

"I'm short of money right now... why don't you go meet this magistrate and find out what's going on first."

After thinking for a while, Su Changkong finally made a decision to meet this Wang Yun first.

First, Su Changkong used almost all the money, and secondly, he was also curious about the purpose of Wang Zhixian.

Thinking of this, Su Changkong raised his head and said to Yan Song, "Then I will go to see this Wang Yun County."

"Okay! It's getting late now, let's go to Qingshui City tomorrow."

Seeing Su Changkong agree, Yan Song was also happy.

So Su Changkong temporarily stayed in Caishen Town for one night.

When the time came to the next morning, Su Changkong and Yan Song went to Qingshui City together.

The yamen of Qingshuicheng County, this is the center of a city, Wang Yun is the magistrate of Qingshuicheng County, can be said to be the person with the highest official position in the Qingshuicheng area, and some nearby villages and towns are under his jurisdiction.

However, the reputation of this magistrate of Wang County can be described as mixed. He is a relatively honest person, and he has never heard of him accepting bribes and slaughtering the people, but he is not a good official.

From the situation in Qingshui City, it can be seen that bandits are rampant, and recently the Black Lotus Sect is raging.

At the entrance of the magistrate's yamen, stands a mighty stone lion, and is guarded by heavy troops. The yamen in uniform and with knives at their waists stand like pine and cypress, and they are quite majestic.

The arrival of Yan Song and Su Changkong made the yamen at the gate look over.

Yan Song took out a token and said, "I am Yan Song, the sword catcher who has been recorded in Qingshui City. I want to see Wang Yun, the county magistrate, so please let me know."

It is difficult for ordinary people to meet the magistrate, but Yan Song is not an ordinary person, and has met Wang Yun many times. Before Wang Yun asked Yan Song to help introduce the top experts he knew.

"Hold on."

Hearing Yan Song's self-reported identity, the yamen did not dare to neglect, and immediately went in to report.

Su Changkong and Yan Song waited at the door for a while, and the yamen returned shortly after and said to the two, "Please come with me, Lord Wang wants to see you."

"Let's go."

Yan Song and Su Changkong then followed the yamen, walked into the magistrate's yamen, passed through the layers of guards, and came all the way to a quiet room in the backyard of the yamen.

"Come in."

The footsteps that were not hidden caused the people in the room to notice, and a thick voice sounded.

Yan Song pushed in first, and Su Changkong followed.

Su Changkong saw that there were two people in the room.

One of them is wearing a helmet and armor. He is tall and has an extraordinary bearing.

The other person is a middle-aged man who is nearly fifty a year, with gray temples, a scholarly temperament, and a very gentle and elegant.

That middle-aged man should be Wang Yun, the magistrate of Qingshui City.

"Yan Song, do you have time to visit me? Who is this young man?"

When Wang Yun saw Yan Song, he smiled and said that he was not official at all.

Yan Song bowed his hands and said to Wang Yun: "Wang Zhixian, last time you asked me to introduce a martial arts master. This Wentai brother is far superior to me and should be able to meet Wang Zhixian's requirements."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yun and the tall man dressed as a guard standing beside him were stunned.

Without him, Su Changkong's appearance is too young, even if Su Changkong used the turtle's breath to shrink the bones to change the appearance of his bones, making his age look much older than before, he still had a youthful face.

And Yan Song himself is well-known in Qingshui City martial arts, and his strength is extraordinary, but Yan Song said that this little-known young man is stronger than him?

Although he knew that Yan Song couldn't come all the way to make a joke, Wang Yun still had doubts in his heart.

The tall man behind Wang Yun said at the moment: "Dare to ask what school and school Xiaoyou Wen studied in? Even Yan Song, the arrogant knife catcher, is ashamed of himself?"

Yan Song's heart moved, and he listened. He was also curious about what school and faction Su Changkong came from. He had seen Su Changkong's shot, but he couldn't see Su Changkong's martial arts skills at all.

Su Changkong said calmly: "No school, no school, I have time to practice and play on weekdays."

No wonder Su Changkong pretended to be profound. First, he was telling the truth. Second, in the face of Wang Yun, who didn't know what to do, he had to take the initiative. Of course, he had to maintain the image of an unpredictable master.

Yan Song was a little ashamed. He had seen Su Changkong take action with his own eyes, and his unfathomable strength was beyond his reach. As a result, Fang Yan said that he was just practicing for fun? People are more popular than dead people!

And the tall man raised his eyebrows, wanting to see if Su Changkong was really capable or if he was pretending to be a ghost, just give it a try!

"bass!"

The tall man pressed the palm of his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist, ready to draw the knife to test Su Changkong.

However, the tall man had just pressed his palm on the hilt. Su Changkong moved without warning, dragging a faint afterimage, and appeared in front of the tall man. One palm slapped against the tall man's right hand holding the hilt. Down!

"boom!"

The tall man only felt that his right hand was hit by a heavy hammer, the pain was piercing to the bone, and a huge force was transmitted along his palm to the matching knife.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the scabbard was shaken to pieces, and the tall man couldn't hold the hilt. The long knife was inserted toward the ground, and the huge force was like a hammer to drive it into the hard ground for more than a foot or two!