The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 102 Three Immortals
"Hahahahahahahahaha, Ah Huai is right, your idea is really interesting.

You've hit the nail on the head. There is only one immortal in the outer city, and the rest are called immortal disciples."

Fan Jiu laughed.

"But we have three here, Bi Shui Xian, Long Wang Ye, and Yu Bo...

I think the ultimate goal of what is happening in Chaolan County right now may be to leave only one immortal."

Fan Jiu drank some tea.

"Why do you think so?"

“It’s simple. The Jade Wall is so powerful that it will definitely attract attention from all sides.

Do you think that after the Jade Wall disappears, the remaining people in the county town will not flee to the outer city?

The way to prevent this is to resolve all troubles and problems before the Jade Wall disappears, so that the people are willing to stay here.

As for how to do it... there are many possibilities.

But I think the most likely possibility is that it has something to do with immortals."

As Qin Zhiming spoke, he picked up a book and handed it to Fan Jiu.

“Although most of these books are nonsense praising the great achievements of immortals, they all have one thing in common.

That is, after suffering, an immortal will appear to save the world. "

Fan Jiu opened the book:
"I know, everyone in Daqian knows that when suffering comes, they seek a way to be freed and ask for forgiveness from the immortals. Forgiveness is a new life."

“After suffering, I was reborn…Brother Fan, I feel like you don’t need to kill Chang Anhe anymore.

According to what you said, there is only one immortal in each outer city.

When our county city has gone through all the suffering, do you think it will be the three immortals who will appear to save the world, or will it be one immortal who will ascend to the sky?"

"It must be a single immortal soaring into the sky."

"In that case, which of the Three Chaolan Immortals do you think it will be?"

"Narcissus." Fan Jiu answered without hesitation.

“It lives in the Taoist temple, and the other two immortals live in the county town.

To put it simply, the other immortal has his back to the Taoist temple and has people on top of him, while the other two immortals have their backs to the canal and have nothing.

It must be it, and it can only be it, so what about the other two immortals?"

"Kill him?" Fan Jiu asked tentatively.

"Immortals killing immortals? You haven't even seen those two immortals..."

Speaking of this, Qin Zhiming suddenly thought of something.

He ignored Fan Jiu's puzzled look and rushed out immediately.

Soon, Qin Zhiming came to the altar of the branch.

At this time, there were still many brothers kneeling and worshiping the Dragon King on the altar.

Qin Zhiming ignored them and stared at the painted stone statue on the altar.

Lifelike dragon head, blue clothes, and big belly.

Before the brothers could speak, he turned and left, leaving the group standing there in confusion.

Afterwards, Qin Zhiming asked Zhang Yuhuai, who had followed him, to call over an old gang member.

He had one requirement: the old gang member must have seen Hong Gong in person.

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"you sure?"

"Yes, forty or fifty years ago, Mr. Hong was strong and majestic, not like he is now..."

"Affable, huh?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Uncle Wei followed the steps given by Qin Zhiming and nodded repeatedly.

"Uncle Wei, do you remember when we started worshipping the Dragon King?"

Uncle Wei was silent for a moment. "I don't remember clearly, it seems that the Fanhai Gang was established not long ago, more than 40 years ago?"

"Is the statue of the Dragon King at that time the same as it is today?"

Uncle Wei thought for a while and said, "It seems... different? The original statue seemed more majestic and domineering? It's been too long and I can't remember clearly."

"Uncle Wei, where did this Dragon King statue come from?"

Uncle Wei didn't hesitate at all and blurted out:

“The gang hired it, and the paint on the statue falls off about every year.

At this time, the old statue should be sent back and a new statue should be invited from the gang.

The same is true for the people in the territory who believe in Lord Dragon." "Okay, it's okay, thank you Uncle Wei.

Fortunately, you are here. I just saw that the painting on the statue is peeling off. I was wondering what to do. "

After sending Uncle Wei away and waiting for Zhang Yuhuai to close the door, Fan Jiu looked at the silent Qin Zhiming.

"What did you just ask?"

"Will a martial artist who practices marrow training get fat?"

Fan Jiu shook his head decisively: "How is that possible?"

"Yes, for warriors, refining external nutrients and strengthening their own bodies is something they have to do all the time.

Which warrior would allow nutrients to accumulate in his body? If the master finds out about this, he will be killed.”

"Perhaps Mr. Hong is in a high position and doesn't want to practice anymore?" Fan Jiu asked.

Qin Zhiming smiled:
“In the Skin Training Realm, you need to train your strength with stone locks every day, nourish your body with medicinal soup, and strengthen your physique with boxing.

Day after day, month after month, year after year.

The stone locks he lifted became heavier, the medicine he drank became more and more, and his boxing skills became more and more proficient.

Until one day, your fist can break a heavy wooden man full of sharp needles without any damage, you can be said to have reached the leather training stage.

You can't rest for a single day during this process.

Unless you are seriously injured and unable to get out of bed, and need someone to help you with your urination and defecation.

After that, just continue this process until you have inner energy flowing through your body and reach the next level.”

Qin Zhiming, lost in memories, took a sip of tea and continued:

“The hardest thing during this time is to endure, you have to endure a lot of things.

The stone lock that took you a month to lift, some people can lift it in seven days.

If you drink one bowl of the medicine soup a day, you will feel hot all over, while some people drink four or five bowls in a row and look normal.

When it comes to boxing, some people can perform it so well that their master nods his head repeatedly after watching it only once, while some people can perform it ten times a day without running out of energy.

How about you? I'll teach you for four or five days before you can finish it once. You can't even finish it once a day.

At that time, can you still hold on? "

Qin Zhiming looked at Fan Jiu.

“This is just the hardship of training the skin and the flesh. How much hardship does he have to endure to train the marrow?
He is already training his marrow, would he not want to take another step forward?
Have you ever seen a starving ghost not eating? Or a miser not loving money? "

"Then why did he..."

"When you think of a big-bellied martial artist, your first thought is Hong Gong, right?
But if they have a strong build and muscular frame, almost every warrior has it.

He wanted to be different from ordinary warriors, just like Chang Anhe dressed like a Taoist priest.

Only in this way can they acquire a unique image.

Convenience then becomes associated with something.”

"You mean?"

Fan Jiu was stunned.

"He has a strong build and looks majestic, and the statue of the Dragon King is just as majestic and domineering.

His belly was big, and the statue of the Dragon King grew bigger along with his belly.

If he is not the Dragon King, then what is he?"

Looking at the stunned Fan Jiu, Qin Zhiming continued.

“You probably haven’t met Taoist Master Peng, but I have.

He bears some resemblance to the daffodil statue.

According to what I just said, Hong Gong is the Dragon King and Bi Shuixian is Taoist Master Peng.

Who could Yu Bo be? Chang Anhe.

There is only one immortal standing in the sky. Mr. Hong has a close relationship with the Taoist temple, so the Taoist temple probably won’t touch him.

The only immortal left who should disappear is Chang Anhe.

Didn't you just say that people in the world need to seek a way to be liberated? Then does killing Chang Anhe count as a way to be saved?"

Fan Jiu was about to speak.

Bang, Zhang Yuhuai opened the door.

"Brother Hu, someone from the gang is coming."

(End of this chapter)