Miraculous X-Ray Vision

The middle-aged man nodded slightly to Zhang Jun and said, "I am Liu Ziguang, and you are Xiaoxian's friend Zhang Jun, right? Thank you for taking this trip yourself for my illness."

Zhang Jun said, "Uncle Liu, you are welcome. Sister Xian cares about your body very much. Her business is my business." Then he led a few people into the room where Huabuyi was.

Several people took the elevator to the ninth floor of the hotel. Zhang Jun opened the door and invited Liu Ziguang into the room.

Hua Buyi is reading the newspaper in the living room. His daily life is very regular and he never wastes time. Zhang Jun has always admired this. Since being able to carry his blood, he has understood that the blood of a master changes with the sun rising and sunset, adjusting in spring, summer, autumn and winter, so as to fit the nature and live a long life.

Huabuyi has done a great job in this regard. By doing different things throughout the day, he naturally adjusts the changes in qi and blood to make it fit the world and nature. He can truly walk and sit without leaving his borders, and practice kung fu to In daily life.

Seeing Zhang Jun leading people in, he nodded slightly and said, "Sit down."

Both guards are accustomed to meeting big people. Even if the leaders of the country have to shake hands cordially when they see the commander, this person is so arrogant that he doesn't even bother to get up. But they are guards after all. Although their faces are unhappy, they can only bear it.

Liu Ziguang didn't take it seriously, he said very politely: "Mr. Hua, I have heard of the name for a long time. It is an honor for me to see you today."

Hua Buyi said lightly: "You're welcome." Then he took his pulse and asked about his condition.

When he opened Liu Ziguang's shirt and saw the wound on his back, his face changed slightly. He suddenly pulled off his clothes and said coldly: "You go, I won't heal this injury."

"Presumptuous! Dare to play with our chief!" A security guard was furious and scolded Hua Busi.

Although Zhang Jun was strange, he was firmly on the side of Huabuyi. Even if the other party was someone Lin Xian knew, he glared at the guard and said, "The master didn't say anything, you don't have the right to speak."

What else the guard wanted to say, Liu Ziguang waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice, "You two go out!"

The two guards immediately exited the room and stood guard outside the door.

Liu Ziguang stared at Huabuyi, sighed, and said: "Mr. Hua really has piercing eyes, you must have noticed it. That's right, this injury was left at that time. But there is a misunderstanding, Liu Ziguang is definitely not a traitor."

Zhang Jun was confused and squeaked his ears while listening.

Hua Buyi was unmoved, and said: "How many heroes died overnight, but they did not die in vain, and their special style of play left indelible scars on the traitor."

Liu Ziguang looked excited: "Mr. Hua, I was just a small **** at the time. I was not valued by the big people at all. How could I make a mark on me. This injury was actually left by a big traitor. He took a group of us. As an experiment, it must be to study that special technique."

Huabuyi's face was still cold, with murderous intent in his eyes. He is a great master holding Dan, and his heart is angry, and the whole room seems to have a coldness. The young woman who accompanies by the side changes slightly, and looks at Huabuyi warily.

After a while, he restrained his murderous intentions, sighed, and said: "Everything is dreamy."

Liu Ziguang said: "Mr. Yang Ling had a lofty status back then and was respected by everyone. How many people sighed at his death.

Hua Buyi waved his hand: "Stop talking, let me take another look at the injury."

Liu Ziguang was very cooperative next and told the situation when he was injured according to his memory. Hua Buyi looked at it for a moment, and said: "The man's imitation technique is so perfect, he can almost be fake, I was deceived just now."

Liu Ziguang nodded: "He was known as the Tathagata to Kill, and his methods of killing and wounding were the best in the world."

"Sure enough, it was him." Huabuyi's face was gloomy, and then stopped talking and concentrated on treating Liu Ziguang's injuries. About half an hour later, Liu Ziguang felt his body loose, and the pain that had tormented him for many years disappeared instantly. He was very grateful and bowed to Hua Buyi.

Hua Buyi waved his hand: "Go ahead."

Liu Ziguang clicked and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Hua, if you have anything to do in the future, please say goodbye!"

A group of Liu Ziguang walked out of the room and got into the elevator. Finally, the young woman Liu Ling couldn't help but ask: "Dad, what are you talking about, why don't I understand?"

"You better not understand." Liu Ziguang looked stern, "Remember, you can't speak a word to outsiders!"

Liu Ling shuddered in her heart and said, "Yes."

In the room, Zhang Jun was also full of curiosity. Without waiting for him to ask, Hua Buyi said, "Do you want to know what's going on?"

He nodded again and again: "Yes, Master, what happened back then? It seems that Master Tai is still involved."

Hua Buyi was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "You are too Master Yang Ling, you were murdered at that time. This is the blood feud of the teacher, you can't forget it." After a pause, "You should not ask more about these things for the time being. When you take charge of the Shennong Sect, the teacher will tell you everything."

Zhang Jun had to endure curiosity and stopped asking.

When Liu Ziguang returned to the military district compound, Lin Xian called and asked about the treatment. He smiled and said, "Xiaoxian, thanks to you today, uncle's illness is cured. You greet your father for me. You have not seen him for a few years, and you have the opportunity to get together."

Lin Xian was very happy and said, "Great, he really didn't let me down."

Liu Ziguang asked curiously: "Xiaoxian, is he your boyfriend? Haha, you are not too young anymore, you should also make a boyfriend."

Lin Xian sighed and said, "Uncle, the family does not agree that we should be together. For the benefit of the family, they want me to marry to Xu's family. Now it only gives me two years. After two years, I will marry someone I don't like. people."

Liu Ziguang's tone sank and said, "Xiaoxian, don't worry. Uncle is in charge of this matter for you. If Lin Hui dares to force you to marry, I will break with him."

Lin Xian was overjoyed. With Liu Ziguang helping him, it is possible to change her father's attitude. She quickly said: "Uncle, thank you so much!"

The next day, Zhang Jun ate earlier with Master, and went to Bailong Temple alone to see Situ Xing.

Bailong Temple is located on the Bailong Mountain in the western suburbs of Kyoto. It is different from other temples with strong incense. Because of the rugged and difficult mountain roads, the incense is scarce and deserted on weekdays, and occasionally only the nearby Shanminjin Temple offers incense.

Zhang Jun walked for more than two hours before seeing the Bailong Temple. However, since he practiced carrying qi and blood, his physical stamina has greatly improved. At this time, his face is not flushed or breathing, and he doesn't even sweat.

The door of Bailong Temple opened wide, and he walked directly in. A Xing Shang was sweeping the yard when he saw Zhang Jun coming in and asked: "Is it the Donor Zhang?"

Zhang Jun quickly said: "Yes, little master, is Mr. Situ here?"

Xing Shang pointed to the back: "Mr. Situ is waiting for you in the backyard monastery."

Zhang Jun thanked him. He went straight to the backyard and saw a simple thatched house built there, surrounded by a few fallen leaves. He walked to the thatched house and knocked on the door: "Senior, I'm here."

The door was pushed open and Situ Xing walked out. Without saying a word, he picked up a dead branch from the ground and put it on the shelf.

Zhang Jun knew that the other party was practicing swordsmanship, and he quickly got up and down, and used perspective to observe the mystery. I saw his left leg arched slightly in front and his right leg behind, and his feet were about 30 centimeters apart. With a dead branch in his right hand, his arm is slightly bent, and it slowly pierces forward.

If a person who doesn't understand Kung Fu sees, he can't see the doorway at all, but Zhang Jun is different. He observes the trajectory of Situ Xing's blood and looks for mystery.

Stabbing a sword, Situ Xing said lightly: "Train slowly, call me after the practice session." After speaking, he went into the thatched house again.

He nodded and began to practice. The sword just now is not difficult. After half a small advance, he can have both form and spirit, so he said: "Senior, I have already practiced."

Situ Xing checked the scam and put on another sword pose.

In this way, he taught a sword pose every half an hour or so, unknowingly the day passed. In the meantime, Xingshang sent two meals, and the two ate some hastily.

That night, Zhang Jun stayed in the Bailong Temple. At night, he was still thinking about the twenty-four sword styles he learned during the day, and felt that he had indeed mastered it. At the same time, he was still a little strange in his heart, these simple sword moves are the powerful flying immortals outside the sky?

On the second day, Situ Xing taught another 25 sword styles as usual. So far, Zhang Jun has learned forty-nine sword styles, and each of them can be mastered.

In the evening, after teaching the forty-nine sword styles, Situ Xing finally said: "Flying immortal outside the sky, is to combine these forty-nine sword styles into one sword, one sword will be out of the way, ghosts and gods will be shocked, you practice it yourself."

After speaking, Situ Xing went to rest, leaving Zhang Jun alone outside in a daze. Forty-nine styles combined into one sword? Just kidding!

He can be sure that this matter is probably more than twice as difficult to learn Zhenwu Muquan!

So he was thinking hard all night, but unfortunately he didn't make any progress. When the sun rose, a group of foraging sparrows fell all over the branches, chirping, and it was very noisy.

Zhang Jun was upset in his heart, picked up the stones and hit them, startling a group of them. The images of countless flying sparrows overlapped in the air, forming a chaotic flying picture, which made him think.

"Each sword style has different movements of qi and blood, and different movements. How can it be blended together? This is different from Zhenwu Muquan. Each style has its own shape and meaning, and the latter only focuses on its meaning and does not seek its shape. Naturally, a real martial arts furnace can be formed, integrating the strengths of hundreds of families."

"Flying immortals outside the sky, flying immortals outside the sky! What do you mean? Immortals do not belong to the mortal world, this sword should be unpredictable."

He kept thinking, not even knowing that Situ Xing walked out of the room. The latter also didn't pay attention to him, and went straight out without knowing what to do.

When Situ Xing came back at noon, Zhang Jun said, "Senior, please practice a trick to fly immortals outside the sky."

Situ Xing said: "Flying immortal outside the sky is in my heart, not in his moves." After speaking, he entered the thatched house again.

Zhang Jun stayed, he thought hard all morning, and when he felt a little idea, he was denied by the other party.

"In the heart, not in the moves." He pondered this sentence, looking confused.

It was three days in a flash, and even Zhang Jun felt embarrassed. Isn't this a waste of Senior Situ's time? But at this moment, the group of sparrows appeared again, still chattering to death.

The difference is that three or five kinds of unnamed birds are also there, mixing with the sparrows.

Zhang Jun stared at a group of barking birds, and suddenly threw another stone. Suddenly, the flock of birds flew, this time even more spectacular.

He moved in his heart, as if thinking of something, his face was ecstatic, and he murmured: "Yes! If two birds are **** and fly, it must not fly, but one bird can learn from the other bird. Flying skills!"

"The so-called merging of the forty-nine sword styles into one actually refers to the flexible use of the enemy's approach in the forty-nine sword styles when facing the enemy. Isn't this just'in the heart, not in the move'?" For a moment he realized that he was there with a smirk.

Hearing laughter, Situ Xing walked out and asked, "Understood?"

Zhang Jun nodded: "Thank you, senior."

"Don't thank me, it's because you have a good understanding." Situ Xing said, "In fact, the simplest moves are often the most powerful ones. You have to practice the simplest flying immortals."

Zhang Jun asked: "Senior, how many sword styles do you need to display the Flying Fairy?"

"There is no sword style." Situ Xing said.

Zhang Jun was deeply impressed, and felt that Situ Xing's admiration was unfathomable.

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