Supreme Martial Saint: With an Invincible Body, I Tear Apart the Supernatural

"Xiaoyue, don't worry, let me figure out if you have anything personal to your sister."

Next to him, a tall-crowned man wearing a Taoist robe sat cross-legged and asked calmly, with a calm expression on his face, as if nothing could affect him.

This person is the brother Ming mentioned by Fang Qiuyue, Li Ziming.

"have."

Fang Qiuyue took off a hairpin from her head and handed it to Li Ziming.

Li Ziming suddenly let out an ouch.

"What's wrong?" Fang Qiuyue looked nervous, "Did something happen to my sister?"

"No, it was your hairpin that pricked my hand." Li Ziming said calmly.

Fang Qiuyue: "..."

"How long has it been? Brother Ming is still joking." Fang Qiuyue said angrily.

Li Ziming's expression remained indifferent and said: "No kidding, you protect me and I will take care of it for you."

Uh-huh!

With a flick of his sleeves, he threw a row of tortoise shells of different sizes on the ground, forming a circle with a snake's mouth swallowing its tail.

Then, he placed the hairpin inside the circle and muttered something.

"Put your blood on the hairpin."

"Yeah." Fang Qiuyue did as she was told.

Li Ziming shouted: "The blood of your loved ones can be traced, let's go!"

Chirp!

With a quick sound, the hairpin began to spin wildly.

suddenly.

There was a clang.

The hairpin split into two and broke!

Fang Qiuyue was shocked and shouted: "What's wrong? Why did the hairpin break? This was left by my late mother to us sisters. You have to compensate me..."

"Let's not bring up the issue of compensation for now."

Li Ziming shook his head and sighed: "The reason for the sudden interruption of the personal belongings is unknown. My sister is afraid that she has encountered a disaster."

Fang Qiuyue was furious: "You're talking nonsense! It's absolutely impossible for my sister to be lucky and have good fortune. It must be your miscalculation!"

"There is no way I can make a mistake in my calculation. You have time to argue with me about this, why not let me calculate for you where the accident happened to your sister."

Li Ziming ignored Fang Qiuyue's anger and still spoke calmly.

"You count!"

Fang Qiuyue gritted her teeth and said.

Although she had a bad temper, she could only endure it helplessly when faced with Li Ziming's dead face.

"I'll give you a free settlement today. My brothers have to settle the accounts openly, so you have to pay more this time."

Li Ziming raised a finger as he said, "For the sake of our friendship, I will give you a credit. You owe me Xie Sui, just give it to me within three months."

Fang Qiuyue said angrily: "What you owe is what you owe, stop talking nonsense and settle the matter quickly!"

"As commanded."

Li Ziming took the broken hairpin tail in his hand, squeezed it hard, and the hairpin tail turned into powder.

I saw him pouring the powder into the tortoise shell circle, and placing the hairpin on top of the powder. Then he pinched the sword fingers of his left and right hands together and muttered something in his mouth.

Suddenly, the sword finger pointed at the hairpin and shouted: "Quick!"

Whoosh!

The hairpin suddenly turned around and pointed in the direction of Fang Qiuyue.

"What!?"

Fang Qiuyue was furious: "What does this mean? Does it mean that I harmed my sister?"

"No. It means that what happened to your sister in your direction, please rest today. I will accompany you along this direction tomorrow, and I will definitely find traces of your sister."

"Why don't you leave now? With your strength, you are still afraid of the dark?" Fang Qiuyue said excitedly.

Li Ziming ignored the general, lay down on the straw mat, and said calmly: "Of course I'm not afraid, I'm just tired. Don't disturb my sleep, otherwise I won't be with you tomorrow."

"you!"

Fang Qiuyue was furious, but faced with this incompetent guy, she could only secretly sulk.

She thought that Fang Qiuyue had followed so many men, and none of them would respond to her requests, even if they held them in her hands, they would be afraid that she would melt. Even if she asked them to die, they would not complain.

However, this Li Ziming doesn't value himself at all, and he always bargains with himself. It's hard to ask him to do something.

If those obedient losers hadn't died, I wouldn't have found this bastard Li Ziming.

Li Ziming didn't know what Fang Qiuyue was thinking.

At this time, he had fallen asleep and even snored.

…

Jincheng.

Under Tiefeng's guidance, Zhang Lingshan met the herb collection guard named Wu Zheng.

"Let me take apart the leg skills and teach them to you. I'll teach you the pile skills first?"

Wu Zheng listened to Zhang Lingshan's thoughts and said simply: "Okay. But you have to pay me twenty taels first, and then give me an IOU of thirty taels, and pay it off within a month. Let Tiefeng do it. As a guarantee, if he doesn’t pay, I’ll come to you. If you don’t, I’ll come to your father!”

Tiefeng's face paled slightly, he didn't expect to pull a string and get himself trapped.

But he believed in Zhang Lingshan's character, and since he saved his father's life, it wouldn't matter even if they acknowledged all the fifty taels.

So he nodded heavily and said, "Okay. But you have to ensure that you get thirty taels later, and you have to teach the subsequent kicking techniques."

"That's natural, that's what we agreed."

The three of them reached an agreement.

So he found an old man with a pen in Feng's house and asked him to write a document on his behalf, which was signed by both parties.

Then, Wu Zheng stopped talking nonsense, returned to the courtyard, and taught Zhang Lingshan the Zhuang Kung Fu.

This pile skill is called Dingfeng Zhuang.

As its name suggests, the main theme is the word "ding".

The movements of this pile are complex and changing, but the feet never move, as if the willows are blowing in the wind.

The willow leaves were banging and the catkins were flying, but the tree roots were always firmly grasping the ground, motionless.

"This stance focuses on actual combat. When you can stand still no matter how the opponent attacks, and only use other parts of your body to dodge the counterattack, you will be considered to have mastered it. So you'd better find a sparring partner to get twice the result with half the effort."

Wu Zheng said earnestly, and then smiled.

Zhang Lingshan asked: "Can I ask you to be my sparring partner?"

"Of course. But the price is different. Twenty taels will accompany you for twenty hours." Wu Zheng smiled even more brilliantly.

Zhang Lingshan suddenly realized.

So it was waiting for him here.

It was said that it was passed on to him so easily. Considering the value of Dingfeng Stance, twenty taels is not expensive, and it is even a bit cheap.

But this skill is much more difficult to practice than Zhengyang Stance.

If it weren't for the panel energy points, I'm afraid I would really fall into Wu Zheng's trap and give him money.

"Too expensive."

Zhang Lingshan shook his head.

Wu Zheng made a sign of invitation: "Then please go ahead. If you want to come and practice with me later, you are always welcome."

He was not in a hurry. He believed that when Zhang Lingshan realized the difficulty of practicing Dingfeng Zhuang, he would come to him and give him money to ask him to practice with him.

You should know that when he practiced this Zhuanggong, not only did his master give him the guidance of practicing with all his heart, but he also had to take special medicine to nourish his body, otherwise his calves would not be able to bear it after practicing for a period of time.

In this way, it took him three years to finally practice this Zhuanggong.

You can see how difficult Dingfeng Zhuang is.

In short, Wu Zheng is sure to make money from this!