The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 182 Unexpected News

"I'm going to do something, and it's inconvenient to take the two children with me, so I want the two children to live in the temple temporarily, and I ask the master to make it easier." Hong Kang said.

"Don't be polite, Master Hong, this is a trivial matter." Master Rusong put his palms together, "But, does Master Hong have to go?"

"Brother Dao Song didn't say in the letter what the benefactor Hong wanted to do, but I can feel that the benefactor Hong has murderous intentions brewing, which shows that he wants to do the thunderbolt thing."

Hong Kang was not surprised that Master Rusong could discover his killing intent.

How can someone who can get along with a hermit like Song Zhongqian be an ordinary monk? ?
What's more, when he was outside the temple just now, Hong Kang noticed that Master Rusong was also very skilled.

The whole body breath is round and harmonious.

Hong Kang just said without thinking: "Kou can do it, so can I; Kou can go, so can I."

This sentence shows his attitude.

Although Hong Kang will not rely on his own strength to find trouble at will, he is not a person who is afraid of trouble.

These Dongying swordsmen have all hit the door, and they are not wood? ! !

"Amitabha~!"

Master Rusong recited the Buddha's name again: "In this way, the old monk can only chant scriptures and pray for Benefactor Hong."

Hong Kang said: "Thank you, master."

the following few days.

Hong Kang accompanied the two apprentices to adapt to the life of Mingguang Temple, and bought some supplies for the temple by the way.

Although it was because of Song Zhongqian's face, the three of them, the master and the apprentice, were not at ease and could eat and drink for free.

At the same time, Hong Kang is also collecting some information about Yagyu Ichibei.

Hong Kang's method of collecting information was much faster than that of ordinary people. He found some rogues from Japan, stunned them, and then hypnotized them. He quickly got the information he needed.

Regarding the information about Yagyu Ichibei, although I learned some information from Yagyu Erbei, it was already a few months ago, and the information must be updated in time.

After Hong Kang returned to Mingguang Temple, when he was teaching Kung Fu to his two apprentices, he got a piece of news by accident.

When Hong Kang was teaching Zhao Xinchuan's "Taihe Gong", Master Rusong passed by and saw it.

He wanted to avoid it, but Hong Kang said he didn't care.

He is never afraid of others watching when he teaches Kung Fu, as long as he doesn't disturb himself.

Zhao Xinchuan has been practicing "Taihe Gong" for two months, and his inner qi has been condensed, but he is still very awkward about "moving qi".

Master Rusong looked at it and said suddenly: "Benefactor Hong, I seem to have seen the inner qi you have practiced in this qigong. Let me think about it... I saw it in Shiwukui Lane."

"Really?" Hong Kang said, "It's probably some people from my teacher's school!"

"I didn't expect to meet some senior brothers here? Master, do you know his name?"

There are actually quite a few brothers and sisters of Hong Kang's same generation, and there are almost 20 people.

They were all collected by Peng Xiaowen in his early years.

In fact, they can’t be called Senior Brothers, they should be called Senior Brothers, because Hong Kang is the closed disciple of Peng Xiaowen!
is the smallest one.

"He lives in seclusion in a small Taoist temple and does cleaning work. By the way, his name is Zhou Xiyu."

Rumble!
The word "Zhou Xiyu" sounded like a thunderbolt.

Immediately, the memory of Hong Kang emerged.

Zhou Xiyu, "Ape Strike".

Hong Kang did not expect to hear this name from Master Rusong today,

He thought it would take a lot of effort to get news about Zhou Xiyu.

"Benefactor Hong, what's wrong with you?!" Master Rusong woke up Hong Kang who was in a daze.

"Oh, it's nothing." Hong Kang returned to his senses and said, "It's just... I didn't expect it to be Senior Brother Zhou!"

"Thank you for the information, Master. I haven't seen him for a long time."

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Shiwukui Lane, this short alley in the south of the Yangtze River, has its own unique history and flavor.

Rich men, white walls, black black tiles;

Wooden windows, attics, bluestone roads;

Courtyard, well, old pagoda tree;
All are full of authentic market taste.

The old streets and alleys are full of fireworks and human touch.

At the end of the alley, there is a Taoist temple, the Taoist temple is nameless, and only a middle-aged Taoist priest lives there.

This Taoist priest moved here two years ago.

His clothes are very old, there are several sets of gray priest robes all the year round, but they are washed very clean, so that they don't look sloppy.

He treats people very peacefully. In the past two years, he hasn't turned red with any of his neighbors.

Even if he met a neighbor who was a bit aggressive, the Taoist would still have a smile on his face, and if he suffered a little, he would suffer a little.

Dusk sunset.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was sweeping the fallen leaves with a bamboo broom.

The weather is cold, and the leaves fall every day.

Now it sweeps and then it falls down, as if deliberately tossing people.

But the expression of the middle-aged Taoist priest was very gentle when he was sweeping the floor, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, as if he was doing something wonderful.

It seems to be able to appreciate something from this sweeping! !

Hong Kang entered the small Taoist temple in the afterglow of the setting sun.

It's just that his outfit is a little different today, he has an extra mask.

Hong Kang didn't hide his footsteps, Zhou Xiyu certainly heard it.

"Sir, it's getting late today, if you want to offer incense, please come early tomorrow."

Zhou Xiyu turned around while speaking, and saw a masked man in black standing there.

Zhou Xiyu's smile disappeared, and his hand holding the broom tightened slightly.

"Is sir coming to see me? I don't seem to know sir."

Hong Kang didn't answer, but lowered his voice: "You are Zhou Xiyu, the strongest of this generation of [Tai Chi Gate]?!"

"Tai Chi Gate?!" Zhou Xiyu muttered.

He hadn't heard these three words for a long time, and it evoked his thoughts for a while.

"I'm no longer a member of [Tai Chi Gate], I'm just a wild Taoist now."

Hong Kang said: "Whether you are from [Taijimen] or not, it is undeniable that your martial arts are better than the head of this generation, Peng Ganwu."

"Since I'm looking for someone, I'm looking for the strongest!!"

Hong Kang's voice was sonorous.

In words, he portrayed himself as a person who loves martial arts and becomes an idiot.

"watch out!"

A loud drink.

Hong Kang moved his legs and kicked his feet, and he rushed towards Zhou Xiyu like a cannonball.

"boom!"

In order to cover up his kung fu, he didn't use "Flying Cloud Walk", but chose to explode his physical strength and inner strength.

A straight punch.

Very ordinary punch.

But coupled with Hong Kang's strength and speed, this punch can kill a full-grown horse.

The strength of the fist shook the air.

The turbulent air churned, wanting to become substance.

The fist tore through the air and made a whining sound.

Zhou Xiyu was shocked in his heart and said, "It's a terrifying practice of kung fu!!"

With his eyesight, he could tell that Hong Kang didn't use any internal energy, but relied entirely on his strength.

Zhou Xiyu swung his broom horizontally, drawing a wonderful arc.

The fallen leaves on the ground followed the trajectory of the broom, circling like a long dragon to keep up.

"Cloud Hand!"

This was originally a one-style boxing technique, but when Zhou Xiyu used it with a broom, its power remained undiminished.

But how could some leaves hurt Hong Kang's body!
Hong Kang's boxing strength increased by another three points.

"Roar!"

In the air, there was a faint roar of a tiger...

(End of this chapter)