Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 292 I have ice in my left hand and fire in my right hand
That’s right, it’s the Donkey Kong Fist!

Of course Xuanji and Xuannan recognized this fierce boxing technique that ranked high among the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha."

The two of them proclaimed the title of Buddha together. They were a little surprised at first, but then they felt relieved. So what if Vukong learned the Vajra Fist, his behavior was equivalent to betraying the temple.

"It turns out Bao BuTong didn't tell you that I know this."

Chu Pingsheng waved his sleeves, and the dust blown towards Zhong Ling dissipated in the air.

Xue Muhua raised his head and said, "So, the injury to the girl in front of you was caused by you?"

Chu Pingsheng smiled noncommittally, without any intention of taking him seriously.

Qiao Feng pointed at him and said: "Monk, I didn't look for you, but you came to my door. Tell me, are you the murderer who killed Deputy Gang Leader Ma, my parents, and my mentor?"

"Amitabha, if I want to kill you, I'll kill you directly. Do I need to beat around the bush and do so many things?" Chu Pingsheng looked down at the reckless man in front of him, thinking in his heart that this guy's tragedy was caused by Xiao Yuanshan's shameless frame-up. One reason is his personality. He is impatient, conceited, and doesn't know how to adapt.

She shook her head, pleading.

Qiao Feng dissipated the evil spirit around him and said to Xue Muhua: "Please ask Divine Doctor Xue to be compassionate and treat this girl."

"Brother Qiao."

Others may not know this, but as the junior disciples of Abbot Xuanci, they know very well that just because they can use the Great Vajra Fist, it does not mean they can also heal internal injuries caused by the Great Vajra Fist.

"hehe."

Xuanji and Xuannan looked at each other with shock on their faces.

She had witnessed the Battle of Tianning Temple with her own eyes. Anyone who was not blind could see how powerful Monk Kong was. Now Divine Doctor Xue was posting hero posts, and Qiao Feng was almost alone. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the environment he was in was like a dragon's pool and a tiger's den. , from the dialogue between Xuanji and Xuannan in Shaolin Temple and Monk Kong, we can see that the two sides are not the same. Monk Kong is probably here for the girl on the roof of the west building. If Qiao Feng, a person with extremely low emotional intelligence, The guy's hurried words offended people to death, and Monk Kong joined the siege against him in anger. Her brother Qiao would most likely be responsible for this.

A'Zhu was at the side and tugged on his sleeves. His strength was very weak and his robe shook. The finger pointing at Chu Pingsheng did not move.

"A'Zhu?"

"Hmph, why should I save her? Qiao Feng, don't you know the purpose of the two masters Xuanji and Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple, Grandpa Tam of Taihang Mountain, and the heroes of the Beggar Clan coming to Juxian Manor?"

"You" naturally refers to Qiao Feng.

Chu Pingsheng sneered: "If this girl were by my side, I would have saved her injuries myself. Why would you need to treat her? Xue Muhua, you take yourself too seriously."

"If you want to kill Qiao, you have to see if you have the ability."

"What did you say?"

As for "he", when Xue Muhua said this word, he glanced at the roof of the west building, his eyes full of contempt.

Xue Muhua looked at him with disgust: "This girl, no matter who brings her to me for medical treatment, I will save her. If it's you and him, huh, don't even think about it."

One of them is a Khitan dog, and the other is a Buddhist scum, so they are quite right.

"That monk, I will discuss our grudges with you later."

Xue Muhua was shocked. As a disciple of Su Xinghe, his medical skills were already better than those of others. Otherwise, he would not be called Divine Doctor Xue and have the reputation of being the enemy of Hell. As for the palm injury sustained by the little girl in front of me, there are only three people in the world who can heal. Just like Qiao Feng, he must have profound skills, but so what, he can help her hang her life for a few days at most, that's all.

To say that Monk Kong had profound skills, he believed it. After all, many people present had witnessed the battle between Monk Kong and Qiao Feng at Tianning Temple. However, he did not believe that Monk Kong was also a good at curing diseases and rescuing people.

Chu Pingsheng didn't say anything. He stepped on the cornice, waved his right arm flatly, and pushed out with a light palm. He saw that the originally fair skin turned red instantly, and a mist dispersed. Not long after, on the second floor of the east building, the villa was waiting with bows and swords. The servant's face was as hot as coals, and he was panting like an ox. He was humming, tearing off his clothes and scratching his red skin desperately. "Water, water...I want to drink water."

A middle-aged man with very obvious nasolabial wrinkles on his cheeks didn't even bother to walk up the stairs. He jumped down from the second floor and threw himself in front of a large urn filled with water in the corner of the courtyard. He plunged in and soaked his whole body in it before he felt better. .

The people behind followed the same pattern, some asked for water, some complained that it was hot, they jumped from the second floor to the first floor, bumping around like crazy people, looking for water, and some went directly to the ice cellar in the backyard.

Xuanji, Xuannan, Xu Chongxiao, Zhao Qiansun and others in the yard stared blankly at the scene in front of them, not understanding what happened.

Monk Kong gave a gentle push, but no energy came out. Why did Zhuang Ding on the second floor of the east building become like this?
At this moment, the middle-aged man with deep nasolabial folds, who should be the housekeeper of Juxian Village, immersed his body in the water jar and started drinking water in large gulps. Look at his crazy look, like a man wandering in the desert. For many days, people who were dying of thirst broke into the oasis pool.

Bao Qianling and Xiang Wanghai, who were sending greetings to Qiao Feng, felt numb when they saw it. The housekeeper of Juxian Manor was even better than them. Faced with Monk Kong's unbridled palm, he turned into such a miserable image. If If it were them...

"Ah...ah...please, give me water, I want water..."

"The owner of the village...the owner of the village...water...water...I'm dying of thirst..."

"It's hot, it's hot, it's killing me."

"..."

Two Zhuang Ding, who were very poor in martial arts, broke their legs when they jumped from the second floor. Now they are lying on the ground, stripping themselves naked and doing all kinds of things without saying anything. Moreover, their red eyes are protruding, their lips are chapped and bleeding, and their nostrils are... Seeing red, it was much worse than the housekeeper soaking in a water vat.

Naturally, Xue Muhua couldn't be like those cowards who were so frightened that they didn't dare to move. He jumped to a Zhuang Ding with a broken leg, closed the man's acupuncture point with a few clicks of his fingers, and pressed his thin hand on the pulsing pulse at the mouth of Cun. After a few breaths, he stood up, his clear face full of anger.

Shan Zheng asked in a low voice: "Look at this, are they poisoned?"

"Yes, these people have been poisoned by fire, and the water in their bodies is quickly evaporating. Unless they are extremely skilled in martial arts and can suppress it with internal force, ordinary people in the world will die within half an hour if they do not replenish their water as soon as possible."

“Can replenishing water detoxify me?”

"No, it's just delaying."

Shan Zheng looked at the housekeeper of Juxian Village and thought that with his drinking method, even if he was not burned to death by the fire poison, he would still be choked to death by the water in his stomach.

"Monk, he is a monk, he knows magic!"

I don't know who shouted, and there was uncontrollable fear in the voice.

"Didn't you listen to Doctor Xue? They were poisoned."

"As far as I know, the only person who can poison someone with a single palm strike is Ding Chunqiu, the old monster from Xingxiu Sea. This monk...could he be his disciple?"

"No wonder he used the power-transforming method on Bao BuTong when he was in Xingzi Lin. He turned out to be from Xingxiu Hai."

"..."

Chu Pingsheng listened to those people's comments about him and thought to himself that they were really good at figuring things out. What he used was fire poison, and old monster Xingxiu used it...

Wait, it seems that the poisonous special effects used by the Xingxiu Hai disciples in this version of the TV series are will-o'-the-wisps. Could it be that Ding Chunqiu also has his own animated special effects like Gang Leader Qiao who has his own subwoofer?
Xuanji couldn't bear it when he saw the people in Juxian Village wailing. He clasped his hands together and said with a compassionate look on his face: "Does Divine Doctor Xue have a good antidote?"

"This is the fire poison produced by the power of the flame palm. It is extremely sinister. Even if it is a move by a top master, if the degree is not deep, it can be suppressed by internal force. If the degree of poisoning is very deep, the fire poison and one's own inner force will be bonded together, and you will still have to bear it. The pain of being burned by slow fire keeps shortening my lifespan. Although I can try to use gold needles to acupuncture points and ice jade scraping, and take Snow Lotus Bedu Powder orally to treat it, but generally speaking, it is a method that treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. "

Xue Muhua sighed repeatedly: "Unless someone with extreme cold palm power helps, otherwise..."

He shook his head, his gray-white hair swaying continuously, feeling helpless and angry.

(End of this chapter)