Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 196 Chapter 196 A faint sense of security
Zhang Qianjun unpacked his bag, threw it to Yang Fan, and said with a smile: "There is a set of clothes for me, and the things that the master asked me to hand over to you."

Holding the luggage, Yang Fan was speechless for a while, and said with emotion: "Master, he..."

Zhang Qianjun smiled with reddish eyes: "The way of all living beings is the way of forming kindness. The world changes and the stars change, people come and go, acquaintance is fate, leaving is fate, passing away is just a person's fate with this world. No one can last forever." Whoever we are with, the only thing we can do is to cherish them when we are with them. Master, the old man used his own way to live forever, and it can be regarded as another kind of eternal life, so you don’t have to be too sad.”

Yang Fan looked at him strangely, and said, "Did you learn it from your master?"

Zhang Qianjun chuckled and said, "It's not bad, but it's mine after I learned it."

Yang Fan nodded, deeply agreeing with Zhang Qianjun's words.Opening the bag, seeing the golden inner alchemy wrapped in it, I couldn't help being stunned, with mixed feelings, and felt sad for a while and couldn't relax.

Some people, you think they are passing by in a hurry, but you never think about it, but they will affect your life.Some feelings, you feel that the wild goose has passed without a trace, but it gives you the warmth of the world.

Yang Fan did not expect that the old man who lied to himself to be a teacher and to be the head of the sect, mentioned it casually at the time, but he was so concerned about it, not only remembering that the disciple needed the inner alchemy, but also desperately fighting for him.

Yang Fan sighed and said, "I'm really not filial if I can't die for master."

Zhang Qianjun said: "You are thinking wrong. For a person like Master, it may be a bit boastful to say that he is a sage in the world, but it is definitely not an exaggeration to say that he is a person who has escaped from vulgar interests. It may not be an exaggeration for others to die. Filial piety, but for him, filial piety should not be just these forms. Master, his old man’s expectations for us are different from those of others. Although I was by his side at the time, after the master passed away, I didn’t have time to take care of him. Because in the mind of the master, these trivial matters before and after are not as good as the blessings of the common people in the world. However, even if we can't do it, I don't know how many people will do it for us. For us disciples, filial piety is not about supporting others. , let alone carry his coffin to his death."

Yang Fan: "What is that?"

Zhang Qianjun thought for a moment and said: "Sending the enemy away is the greatest filial piety to the master."

Yang Fan nodded and said, "That's right."

Zhang Qianjun: "Don't worry, you must have heard the deeds of their two elders. The master has gone great, and he is not alone. If you solve the current crisis well, you will fulfill their will. This is the greatest filial piety to the master and Mr. Lei." .”

Yang Fan was curious about the elders of Fenglei, but now the time is not allowed and the location is awkward, so it is naturally inconvenient to inquire.

Yang Fan sighed: "Meeting some people can change my life, such as Master; some people have never met, but they affect my life, such as Lei Lao."

Zhang Qianjun said with a smile: "Shanzhi is a power to change the world. It affects not only you and me, but also the world. The master often tells me that you are such a person, and I also believe that we will be like the master and Mr. Lei in the future." , shoulder the world, and go down in history."

Yang Fan was full of ambition and heroism for a while, looked at Zhan Zhan and smiled, "I want them to lose their daughters and lose their soldiers." Although the voice was loud, it was so sickly and delicate that it was hard to hear clearly on this noisy battlefield.

The morning breeze caressed, and Yang Fan's plain skirt swayed with the wind, making his words look more delicate and lovely, without any power.

Zhang Qianjun said: "Brother! Since you want others to lose your daughter, shouldn't you change your daughter's costume?"

Yang Fan was embarrassed, he looked left and right, and there was no place to cover up as far as his eyes could see.

Yang Fan put on trousers over the skirt, then took off the skirt, folded it carefully and put it aside.This wave of replacing skirts with trousers in broad daylight is unprecedented, and there is really no one else.

Zhang Qianjun said with a smile: "Brother! Does wearing pants give you a faint sense of security?" These words are full of connotations.

Yang Fan nodded, smiled wryly and said, "There is no restraint inside, after all, it feels a bit empty." These words also have a sense of life.

Zhang Qianjun: "Who told me that I am bigger than you? Besides, I obviously have a change of underwear inside, why don't you put it on?"

Yang Fan said while undressing: "Cleanliness!"

Zhang Qianjun: "Be careful!" As he spoke, he pulled Yang Fan away, kicked him backwards, and there was a cry of pain. As soon as the enemy soldier outside the city wall showed his head and raised his knife, he was kicked down by Zhang Qianjun. The battlefield was so noisy that he couldn't hear the soldier's landing. ll.

It turned out that after the city wall was nailed with long spears, some enemies had climbed up with long spears, but more enemies rushed up the ladder and rushed towards Yang Zhang with a murderous look.

Yang Fan grabbed the clothes and shouted as he put them on: "This is too unnatural. You fucked me before I put them on. This clothes are real. It's really troublesome to button them."

For a while, the sword is added to the body, and there are many dangers.

Yang Fan dodged left and right, jumped up and down, and didn't give him a chance to fasten his buttons.

Yang Fan became angry from embarrassment, half shirtless, and kicked off the iron shoe mechanism. The iron shoes of dozens of kilograms thumped, and the cold iron was waiting to drink blood.Yang Fan kicked and kicked, and within a short time, the ground was covered with blood, corpses blocked the corridor, so cruel.

Zhang Qianjun praised: "Good legs, good shoes."

Yang Fan replied: "It's really a pity that I can't play national football with my skills."

Zhang Qianjun: "What is the national football team?"

Yang Fan: "It's nothing, it's just a competition of footwork."

Zhang Qianjun: "Based on my senior's skill, this foot skill must be one of the best in the world."

Yang Fan's fighting speed is not fast, but his killing efficiency is extremely high.The two scalpels tied around his waist were pulled out by Yang Fan, dancing like a whistling wind, the cold air was overwhelming, and the soldiers who were hit by the two iron shoes were also screaming, either dead or disabled, and no one could get close to them for a while .

The martial arts of the two brothers and sisters are the best in the world, coupled with the tacit cooperation, there is security behind them, and they are invincible and powerful.

However, the enemies felt that this was crucial to the value of the seniors, and they were stalking the two of them, stalking and stalking without regard for their own safety.

Yang Fan's iron shoes flew around, kicking for a long time, turning a bit confused, his movements involuntarily slowed down, and at this moment a long spear was suddenly drawn from Yang Fan's back.

Yang Fan felt the wind blowing in the back of his head, and his heart shuddered, but he had no chance to dodge it, so he could only endure the blow with his internal energy.

A loud pop.

Yang Fan only felt a hug on his back, but there was no pain at all. He turned his head to look, but saw Zhang Qianjun lying on his back, closing his eyes and resting his mind, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

An arrow flew over, piercing the sneak attacking master.

Arrows flew one after another, and enemies fell one after another.

This is Tong Tong's move.

Yang Fan held Zhang Qianjun in his arms and said nervously: "Junior brother! Junior brother! How are you? Don't scare senior brother, I finally became the big brother, so don't leave so early."

Zhang Qianjun opened his eyes and said, "Brother! You are nervous about me, don't you just want to be a big brother?"

Yang Fan said: "Don't worry about those details. How are you, are you okay?"

Zhang Qianjun smiled and said, "Just one word."

"Pain is right, pain proves that you are still alive."

Zhang Qianjun: "It's cool." He stood up and started fighting mode, full of pride and confidence.

Yang Fan was dumbfounded and speechless, "Is this masochism?"

Although Zhang Qianjun didn't understand the words, he could roughly interpret the words literally, and smiled while fighting: "No, Mr. Lei passed all his skills to me before he died. My level is low, how can I absorb it all? Naturally. I can't fully use it when I'm stuck in my body, just now I got a stick, not only didn't it hurt, but knocked out a part of the power in my body, now I just feel more comfortable and relaxed in all my limbs."

Yang Fan said enviously: "Adventure boy, the halo of the protagonist."

Zhang Qianjun laughed, snatched the enemy's long spear, pierced three soldiers with a "poisonous dragon charge", and knocked a soldier into the air with "pumping water back into the basket".

He said proudly: "I am your supporting role, and you are also my supporting role."

Affected by it, Yang Fan also showed great power, unstoppable, and said loudly: "That's right, we are all supporting roles in other people's lives, why are we not our own protagonists?"

At this moment, Wu Mu said: "Since we are all the protagonists, why don't we have a vigorous battle?" The voice resounded through the audience, piercing the sky.

Yang Fan hit "Rat Peng Spreading Wings", swept away all four sides, jumped onto the battlements, and shouted: "Do you really want to fight me?"

The Ebony Mo Dao swept across and sent several masters flying.He raised his arms high and shouted: "Stop!" The grassland warriors stopped immediately and retreated together.

Zhu Chao's soldiers are less tired, and they can have an intermission. Naturally, they are happy with their place and don't pursue them.

Yang Fan saw that Grandpa Chen Busan was out of breath, General Ye Zigui tried his best to support him, and Master Yideng was covered with scars. These people fought for too long, not only suffered injuries, but also continued to decline in physical strength, which is not optimistic.As for Wu Wengen and the masked man, although Yang Fan didn't know them, he could probably guess the clues.Their martial arts are extraordinary, but compared to Ebony's martial power, there is still a slight gap between them.

Yang Fan was thinking about his own cards, but Ebony glanced away and was also secretly calculating.

(End of this chapter)