Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 182 Chapter 182
Zhang Qing violently wounded people, Ha Salamander naturally wanted to cut Hu and fight back first, one is to avenge his younger brother's sword attack, and the other is to perform well in front of Wumu.However, after a fierce battle all night, he was powerless, and even though he took the lead, Basaman took the lead. At that time, he was very annoyed. Now that he saw Bashaman's miserable situation, he felt sympathetic, and he couldn't help but feel glad that he was half-slow at the beginning. shoot.

The salamander said: "No wonder we fought all night, no matter how much I abused him, he never responded to me. It turns out that he has always had a poisonous sac in his mouth. He only needs to bite the sac and spit out blood to kill people." Killed. He really could bear his temper, if he insisted on dying with me at that time, I would be the one who was poisoned."

One of the masters said: "Come on, it wasn't you who was scheming from the beginning to the end."

Another interface said: "It's a big plan."

Ha Salamander foolishly asked a cheap question: "Who is he planning?"

Ebony said: "It's always been me who he's scheming against." Zhang Qing, who died in despair, has turned into a thick black bone at this moment, and the intensity of the poison can be imagined, and Bashaman's cry can't help coming from his ears: "I beg the Khan to be merciful and give me a death sentence. I beg my brothers to be merciful and give me a good time." Everyone had mixed feelings that were beyond words, and they all looked at Wu Mu.

Ebony nodded, turned around, and stood on the top of the city wall that had been captured by him, where was there any joy?So what if you killed [-] enemies?Self-damage [-] and catch a super expert.What about capturing the city?Two super lose a fight.

A cold light flashed behind him, and the heart-piercing screams stopped abruptly.

Wu Mu turned his back to the crowd and said slowly: "When the army enters the city, the sword will not be sealed for three days."

How can the city wall be as high as Mount Tai?Ebony stood up to the feeling that the world is small.

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The north-south road leads to the north and the south, and the beggars and monks sitting on the north-south road are called Yideng; the beggars are called housewarming.

Yideng sits cross-legged, Qiaoqian kneels in front of Yideng.One is speaking, one is listening; one is teaching, one is learning.

Yideng: "You are very talented, and you have studied hard and practiced hard. Getting to the threshold of the four realms is the reward for your hard work. It is not difficult to reach the threshold of the five realms in the future. But if you only blindly pursue strength, I am afraid that you will not be able to reach the threshold of the five realms in your life." Promoted to the five-level powerhouse. Today, the old monk will teach some experience from those who have come here, hoping to help you avoid detours."

Qiaoqian kowtowed: "Thank you, Master!"

Yideng laughed and said: "Master is not counted, after all I haven't passed on your Shaolin secrets."

Qiaoqian sincerely said: "The wise and good man is the teacher of the world."

Yideng let out a "huh" and said with a smile: "These words are quite Zen-like. It seems that you are not only extremely talented, but also extremely intelligent."

Qiao Qian touched the back of his head and said with a silly smile, "I didn't say that, it was Yang Fan."

Yideng: "Oh?"

Qiaoqian said: "The master doesn't know something. I had a cooperation with Brother Yang before. Afterwards, he gave me a copy of Tianji cheat book "Mad Dog Boxing". What I just said is exactly the aphorism written by Yang Fan in the book."

Yideng said: "He has the demeanor of Qingyang as a teacher. What does he write in the last sentence?"

Qiaoqian said: "Those who are treacherous and evil are the enemies of the world."

Yideng smiled and said: "Good, not good. Let's get down to business. The world only thinks that improving strength is improving the realm. In fact, it is a huge fallacy. The rules of junior warriors below the four realms are in the opposite direction in advanced martial arts."

Housewarming listened attentively.

Yideng suddenly closed his eyes and muttered in his mouth, obviously sitting in front of him but couldn't hear the slightest sound.

But Qiaoqian still listened mesmerized.

Yang Fan at Nanmen Chengguan suddenly sat upright, closed his eyes and listened carefully, so did Luo Po and Ah Yi.Under a certain ruin in Lanling City, Ma Chao tied his head with the word "Strength" to support his forehead, and lay down in the haystack with his eyes closed and listened.

This will be the case for Ye Zi's return home, and it will be the case for the masters of Wanzhumen and the strong in the four realms of the army.

Even the Muchen enemy army at the North Gate is no exception.

The city gate is wide open, ready to go.

Wu Mu stopped the murderous soldiers, and said: "Shaolin Yideng loudly uses the 'Lunyin Buddhist language' to teach the Tao, the masters below the four realms can't hear the slightest sound, but the strong ones with a radius of a hundred miles can hear it clearly .Pause the siege, listen carefully to those who can listen, there are not many opportunities to learn how to lead to the super realm."

A kind and deep voice sounded in the ears of all the masters: "Above the four realms, there is no hole in the sky, just seeking strength may not be effective."

"There are so many four realms in the world, but very few reach the top of the five realms, why? Because the world pays attention to external cultivation, not internal cultivation. Because of this, the sects of the world have the rules for traveling in the rivers and lakes. The bucket is not solid and cannot hold Water only holds water to waste and overflow. Although its reason is small, its meaning is deep."

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An hour passed quietly.

Yideng stood up and murmured to himself: "Feng Qingyang, Feng Qingyang, you old-fashioned old man, you think farther than me every time, and you do it earlier than me. With your engraved secret book in front, I will teach you the way." Lectures seem to be a bit of a comparison. However, it can't be too different from your old way, right?"

Qiaoqian opened his eyes and said in surprise, "Master! What were you talking about just now?"

Yideng: "I'm talking, I think I'm old-fashioned."

On the south gate, Yang Fan said to the girls: "An old man in a family is like a treasure. I miss my grandpa, I miss my master."

Wu Qian said: "It's better to cherish what you have than remember what's gone. You still have Grandpa Chen and Grandpa Chang!"

Yang Fan nodded and smiled, "It makes sense."

After the north gate was closed, Ebony said: "Don't kill the monk." With a palm move, horseshoes roared immediately, and the killing sound shook the sky.

Ebony stood on the city gate, watching the army pouring into Lanling City like flowing water, he was in a daze.After a while, he turned around and went down the city. After a whistle, Shenju Sulong came over the clouds.

Ebony caressed the plain horse's head, and put it on his back gracefully.

Turn the horse's head, shake the rein and enter the city.

A moment later, the vanguard of the cavalry encountered ambushes on the North-South Highway. Because the ambushes were too special, they didn't know how to be ruthless, so there was no sound of fighting.

Yideng clasped his palms together and said, "Amitabha!"

All the cavalry got off their horses to salute, and replied: "Master, you are polite!"

Yideng persuaded: "There is no hell in this world, but there are too many people fighting for it, so hell is created. Why don't you put down the butcher's knife and return the world to a pure land of bliss?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally their eyes rested on the leader.

The leader smiled and replied: "Master's kindness, we all understand. It is true that as the master said, the hell in this world is indeed created by the world's robbery, but if we don't force it, our parents, wives, and children , will live in hell." All the soldiers applauded lightly.

Yideng was silent.

Qiaoqian snorted coldly and said with a smile: "That's because you are ruled by a tyrant and live under tyranny."

The leader sneered and said: "In your opinion, since you live under a benevolent emperor and a benevolent government, why are you just a beggar, and why does this country let you be a beggar to defend it?"

Housewarming was speechless.

The leader said: "We may not be as educated as you, but this does not mean that you are noble. If I could choose, I would not want to invade, after all, the risk of doing so is not small. We also respect sages and heroes, otherwise we would not be here. Before the battle, if you dismount to salute a respected monk, you won’t prove your kindness with a beggar whose clothes are full of patches.” After speaking, he turned and got on his horse, and the soldiers behind him also got on their horses, neat and unrestrained.

Yideng smiled lightly and said, "What's the general's name?"

The leader said: "Master! If you change to another place, I will definitely tell you the truth, but this is a battlefield. You and I are enemies and not friends. I am really ashamed to reveal my name, for fear of polluting Buddha's ears. Either you let me, or We fight."

The Muchen people are rough and rude, and brutal by nature.The ceremony before the battle this time is probably a historical precedent, not to mention that Muchen people are afraid of war, cowardly, or forced to fight.Just listening to the monk preaching the scriptures one moment ago, and killing the bald head with a knife the next second, not only is it unreasonable, but I also feel that it is unreasonable.

The leader drew out his weapon: "Kill!"

All the soldiers raised their knives and shouted in unison: "Kill..."

Yideng clasped his palms together, closed his eyes and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Housewarming shouted: "Let go!"

The windows on both sides of the street were opened immediately, and the arrows shone with the light of death.

Arrows flew all over the sky for a while, and screams kept coming and going.

The leader slapped the arrows and ordered loudly: "Fly the gun!" As soon as the order was issued, Mu Chen's cavalry drew out spears from behind and threw them towards the houses on both sides.

Muchen Kingdom doesn't know how to make iron, but there are lush bushes in the territory. Among them is a kind of shrub called Spear, which is born straight and extremely hard. One end is sharpened and it becomes a javelin, which is thrown out when the horse is running, and its lethality is astonishing. It not only makes up for the shortage of weapons, but also can be reused repeatedly.

Accumulated for a long time, throwing spears has become an immediate skill for the whole people, and flying spears has naturally become an indispensable martial art in the army.

On the blue brick road in Lanling City, there was a rain of guns and arrows, people neighed on their backs, the sound of killing shook the sky, and there was chaos, instantly dyeing the green road red.

Hell on earth is nothing more than that.

Yideng: "I'm not as good as hell who will go to hell." After speaking, he jumped, and the wind passed by, and Mu Chen's cavalry fell from their horses.

A soldier asked loudly: "General! Khan said that he won't let the monk be killed. What should we do now?"

The leader opened his mouth slightly and said: "Monks don't kill, killing is not a monk. Since he kills, he is no longer a monk." The voice diffused away and could be clearly heard in this noisy environment.

(End of this chapter)