"stop!"

Seeing that the others were unable to rescue, a sudden loud noise came out, just like a Hong Zhong Da Lu, deafening. Bai Wanjian's face was pale and he took a few steps back. The long sword in his hand also landed on the ground.

But Fang Ming did not want to force this man to death, so he saved him with the lion roar.

"I'm not as good as a human, and I have nothing to say..." Bai Wanjian was completely disappointed and said in his heart: "I'm a waste of my reputation as the 'Northwest of Qi'. I think I'm extremely skilled in swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that in the end I couldn't even deal with a younger boy. It's ridiculous... it's ridiculous!"

"Master Bai must not die now. Don't forget... The Second Envoy of Good and Evil is still rushing to Lingxiao City. Are you willing to let Mr. Weide face the Second Envoy at an old age?"

Fang Ming said lightly.

Bai Wanjian was stunned and said, "Not bad!"

Since his spirit has recovered, he will not be able to die even if he is asked to die.

"And we can set out tomorrow, and there is also a surprise!"

Fang Ming suddenly said: "Master Bai can tell that A Xiu is not dead!"

As soon as this said, it was like hundreds of thunders blew up in Bai Wanjian's ears at the same time. He took a few steps back and murmured: "It's not dead! It's impossible. The mountain behind the cliffs of Lingxiao is thousands of feet high, and even a piece of fine iron will be smashed! Stone jade, although you have surpassed me in martial arts, you can't spend such a diversion to me!!!"

"How could I deceive such a big deal?"

Fang Ming asked with a smile: "Have you found A Xiu's body?"

Hua Wanzi was stunned and said, "No, but..."

"However, if A Xiu was not dead, why would there be no news for several years?" Fang Ming smiled, "Does Hua Nu He want to ask this? The reason why A Xiu was not dead was naturally because she was saved, and the person who saved her was unwilling to go back to Lingxiao City, so he also concealed the news!"

"Can it be..." Bai Wanjian thought of someone in a flash.

"Not bad! The one who saved A Xiu was your master's wife! Grandma Shi! My Changle Gang spy had seen these two people before..."

Fang Ming said lying casually, but no Changle Gang member dared to reveal his lies.

"And... my brother has seen those two before!"

Fang Ming pointed at Shi Zhongjian.

"Master and A Xiu are Master Bai's mother and daughter?"

Shi Zhongjian's face was extremely confused, as if he was even more surprised than Bai Wanjian.

"Really? That's God's blessing!" Min Rou clasped her hands together, and she felt relieved with Shi Qing.

They have been worried about this day and night for several years. Now, they suddenly hear that A Xiu is not dead, which is even happier than the death row prisoner who hears the amnesty of the world.

"According to the Changle Gang's tip, the two of them also went to Lingxiao City, so we went to Lingxiao City together. Whether it was true or false, you will know as soon as you go!"

Fang Ming is full of confidence.

...

It's night.

Shi Zhongjian was tossing and turning. For him, there was an extra pair of parents in one day and a big brother came out, which really made him feel a little confused.

Suddenly the door rang twice: "Brother Jian is here?"

"Yeah! I'm here!" Shi Zhongjian heard Fang Ming's voice and hurried over and opened the door.

Fang Ming came in with a smile: "Brother Jian is used to living? Just tell me if you have any needs..."

Shi Zhongjian touched his head: "No more! They are all very good! It's very good... but... I want to go to Xionger Mountain Kucao Ridge, find... and find her and Ah Huang!"

He originally thought that the woman on Kucao Ridge was his mother, but now Fang Ming said that it was his adoptive mother, and the real mother was Min Rou, which made him feel like he was falling into a fog of five miles and wanted to fly over and ask what was going on.

"Don't be busy for this... We have to go to Lingxiao City to help you marry your wife!"

Fang Ming touched his nose and suddenly said with a wicked smile.

"Who...who wants to marry a wife?" Shi Potian shook his hands and suddenly remembered A Xiu. A hot stream surged in his chest. Instead, the other party said: "Ding Ding Dangdang is very nice to you... She recognized me as you before. It doesn't matter how you beat me or scold me, but you don't be angry with her!"

‘Oh… it’s really not challenging to cheat this honest man!’

Fang Ming's face turned cold: "If you want me not to get angry, it would be simple. You can lend me the box of puppets in your arms and play for a few days!"

“This is simple!”

Shi Zhongjian was overjoyed and took out the box containing the eighteen puppets given by the old man of great compassion from his arms.

He was pure in mind and had no intention of doing anything. He gave Fang Ming a pragmatic skill that people in the martial arts world had always dreamed of.

Fang Ming opened it and saw that there were eighteen puppets with tung oil and black lines inside, with different expressions on his face, either laughing loudly, frowning, or angrily, or angrily, and lifelike.

Just after a little look at the route of the qi, Fang Ming felt a profound and profound feeling, and even went on the same journey as what he learned. He couldn't help but be overjoyed and said, "I borrow this box of puppets to play with for a night and I can return it to you tomorrow!"

Shi Zhongjian touched his head: "I remember the route on the puppet, and it won't matter if my brother plays for a few more days..."

He has been chivalrous since childhood. Recently, he has been taught by Shi Qing and his wife. He has learned a lot about human relationship accidents and also understands the principles of brotherly friendship. Since Shi Zhongyu is his elder brother, this box of puppets is not an important thing, and it doesn’t matter if it is given directly. He keeps reminding him: "I see that it was very sad when Ding Ding Dangdang left today. Brother, you should go and persuade him... Also, I accidentally drank her grandfather’s Xuanbing Bihuo wine. Alas... Although the love was necessary at that time, I really don’t give it to her... Master Bai is also very good, brother, don’t make things difficult for them..."

"Of course all these are left to me, don't worry!"

Fang Ming slapped his chest and ran out as if he was running away.

"Oh... bullying honest people... it's really a bit guilty!"

Fang Ming shook his head and returned to the gang leader's bedroom. A pretty maid had been waiting for a long time and came up to him: "Young Master!"

The maid had a pretty face and looked very happy, but there was a hint of vigilance in her big watery eyes, as if she was afraid that Fang Ming would pounce on him at any time.

"Shi Jian, go down!"

Fang Ming waved his hand and asked the confused Shijian to retreat.

Shi Jian bowed and left, and his heart was still wondering: "Why did this young master change his temperament? He actually looked a little like the previous leader..."

Thinking of this, her face turned red and she quickly retreated.

"Tsk! You don't know the good people's hearts. If it weren't for me, you would have been beaten to death by a slap on this timeline!"

Fang Ming shook his head, too lazy to care about a girl. He did not come for women when he traveled to the Knights' Store.

He sat cross-legged on the bed. Fang Ming opened the wooden box and took out the eighteen Arhat puppets.

"Is the Arhat's Demon-Subduing God's Ability? Finally, there is a superb Buddhist martial arts in the golden system!"

Fang Ming said to himself.

When he thought of the previous world, Fang Ming felt the urge to burst into tears.

At that time, he transformed into the leader of the Demon Sword Sect, and came out in full swing, killing Shaolin Temple among the martial arts foreigners to keep it, and seizing seventy-two secrets of skills. There is also a volume of Bodhidharma nerves that are said to be passed down from the ancestor of Bodhidharma. It seems that he has gained a lot, but when he looks back, although those martial arts are similar to the gold system, their internal skills are very different, which is not consistent with what he has learned!

When he first chose to worship Shaolin, he naturally wanted to be inherited for thousands of years in Shaolin Temple, running through the Jin Yong world, inheriting it from generation to generation, and practicing martial arts.

Before his innate nature, he did not intend to practice other schools of internal power, and simply disturbed his own internal breath.

Therefore, although he has learned a lot of martial arts moves of the Demon Seven Killings and the Snow Mountain Sword Technique, his fundamental internal skills are still the Bodhicitta method of Shaolin.

The ancient Buddhist martial arts and the gold system are similar, and they are even more different inside. Naturally, they can only be used as reference and supplements for the innate future, but now they have no effect.

"However, the Xiakexing is also a golden system. This Arhat's magical power is very beneficial to the lineage I have learned!"

Fang Ming's face exuded joy.

According to the original work, the Arhat's Demon-Subduing Magical Art was created by a senior monk in Shaolin. It was a great achievement of the internal skills of Buddhism and extremely profound and subtle. However, it is extremely difficult to get started, as if it is a natural barrier. Just the first step is to capture the mind and return to the roots, and you must eliminate all common thoughts and distracting thoughts. Few people in the world can do it.

It was not until Shi Zhongjian appeared, with two beauties, cleverness, simplicity, and a strange internal strength that he finally achieved something in this set of magical skills.

"The Buddhist martial arts always have a 'knowledge and understanding obstacle'. Practicing high-quality martial arts often requires the basis of profound Buddhist teachings. You cannot even stick to the idea of ​​martial arts, abandon the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, and reach the state of no self, no human, no sentient beings... This is the case with the Yijin Sutra, and this Arhat's magical power is the same!"

Fang Ming concludes that his internal skills have arrived. Although his talent is not as smart as his superb intelligence, there is no problem in practicing this Arhat's Demon-Subduing Magical Art. It is the most troublesome to abandon the worldly thoughts.

But he has his own way, sitting in the flow of forgetful scriptures, instantly absorbing all his mind, until he has no thoughts or self, and cannot have no thoughts.

At this time, looking at the puppet, the extremely thick inner breath in the dantian slowly ran along the line, and several stagnation were suddenly resolved.

After a cup of tea, the first puppet had already achieved perfection, so Fang Ming changed another one, and it was continuous and white air on the top of his head was born.

This night passed, and when the rooster crowed and the morning light was dim, Fang Ming slowly let out a long breath and put away the puppet. At this time, he felt that the internal force of his body was moving, and everything was satisfactory. The dragon and tiger in his body converged, and the yin and yang were harmonious. A set of Arhat's magical power to subdue demons had been practiced by him to a small achievement.

He originally practiced the internal skills of Shaolin Sect, and his internal breath was extremely strong. At this time, practicing the Arhat Demon-Subduing God's Ability was just a natural result, and he naturally made rapid progress. At this time, his internal skills were already catching up with the main world.
Chapter completed!