"No, I'm hitting a positive finger!"

As soon as the finger force enters the body, Ding Chunqiu feels cold. After all, the Duan Yiyang finger is famous in the martial arts world.

But one yang finger is not enough to point acupoints. Ding Chunqiu only felt a finger force running around among the limbs and bones, but did not close the acupoints. He felt a little surprised.

After three breaths, the finger force had turned into strands and penetrated into the major acupoints. A severe pain carried numbness and itch, sweeping over like a sea of ​​rushing over.

Ding Chunqiu was in a hurry and kept taking the mold in his arms. He took seven or eight antidotes in one breath and cleared his inner breath five or six times, but the numbness and itch in the acupoints became worse and worse.

After a while, he finally couldn't support himself. He reached out and pulled his beard, pulled a bunch of silver-like beards to make them fly in the wind, and then tore off his clothes, revealing his snow-white skin. The boy was old, but his body was as strong as a boy. His fingers were everywhere, and he burst into blood, and he couldn't stop shouting: "I'm so itchy, I'm so itchy!" Another moment later, he knelt down on his left knee, and his screams became more and more severe.

When the members of the Xingsu Sect saw this master with a young face and a crane hair and a god, they instantly turned like a ghost and hissed like a wild beast, and they couldn't help but change their color in horror.

"How does my three corpses feel like?"

Fang Ming smiled faintly and said, "This talisman is invisible and unrealistic. It is based on my internal strength, and only my internal strength can solve it. Other external objects, even if you find any magical pill, it will be of no use..."

Before Ding Chunqiu could speak, his disciples immediately fell to Fang Ming, kowtowed loudly, begging for inclusion.

Zhai Xingzi shouted: "The old ghost lights and candles in Xingsu candles dare to compete with the sun and the moon. I am really overestimating myself! Master, this person has ulterior motives and is extremely evil. I should execute him as soon as possible to avoid leaving ugly people alive!"

Seeing that the elder brother took the lead in surrendering, he was loyal and even ignored Ding Chunqiu's previous prestige and blatantly asked for the execution of the master. The disciples secretly despised him, but his mouth became louder and echoed: "Yes, this old monster is worthy of death, and the master is to eliminate harm for the people!"

Someone also said: "The Dali Sword Saint hero is invincible, the villain loyally surrenders, devotes himself to his heart, and is willing to serve his master as a dog or a horse."

Only when the silk, bamboo, gongs and drums were heard, the people of the sects sang loudly: "The Sword Saint of Tiannan is worthy of heaven and earth, and is powerful in the world, and is extremely powerful in the past and present." Except for changing the four words "Xingsu Laoxian" to "Tiannan Sword Saint", the other lyrics and sentences are exactly the same as "Starsu Laoxian".

"Haha, do you guys just use these cliches to make excuse me?"

Fang Ming laughed out loud.

The Xingsu Gatemen immediately became frightened and kowtowed repeatedly. Some said, "Yes, yes! The villain immediately came up with a different idea and renovated it to ensure that the owner was satisfied."

The flattering face and the charming words were so stingy that it made people feel disgusting.

"Well, since that's the case, I'll reluctantly accept you!"

Fang Ming smiled and pointed again. Ding Chunqiu on the ground gradually stopped and a carp stood up with expressionless expression and hoarse voice: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course I want you to serve me. I just solved the pain for you for three days. After three days, it still has an endless attack, and it will never end!"

Hearing Fang Ming's words, Ding Chunqiu shivered immediately, shut up and stood behind the carriage, without saying a word or paying attention.

Seeing that Fang Ming did not kill Ding Chunqiu directly, he also took the other party as his wings, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: "No, the old immortal is coming back this time, I'm afraid he will blame us!"

A few bold people glanced secretly, and when they saw Ding Chunqiu's wolf-like gaze, their bodies were trembling. They wanted to say something to beg for mercy. The new owner was right in front of them, so what would you dare?

Some of them gritted their teeth and thought to themselves that no matter what, I would just hold my new owner's thigh tightly. What if the old monster dares to deal with me?

They rebel against their subordinates, and now if they want to survive, they must firmly curry favor with Fang Ming.

Ding Chunqiu hated these disciples and hated them to death. Even if Fang Ming was present and did not dare to cause trouble for them directly, he would have to follow them carefully, find the mistakes and take the opportunity to make a decision.

These two groups of people were hostile to each other, but they regarded Fang Ming as the referee and the master, and competed to please and flatter.

Fang Ming just backhandedly, and he conquered the entire Xingconstellation Sect and could even use it. This way of advancing and retreating is in one's mind and ease.

Fang Ming could probably guess the psychology of these clowns, so he just smiled and didn't care about it.

Immediately said, "Go away and go to Shaolin!"

"Abide by the master's order!"

A group of Xingsu Sect disciples immediately started playing and hitting the ground. Some enthusiasts even pulled off all the flags that originally wrote Xingsu Laoxian, replaced them with the words "Tiannan Sword Saint", and crossed the streets all the way, extremely arrogant.

When we arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, we suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves. Two teams of knights rushed over, and the people were like dragons, dragging two long rays of smoke and dust.

"Master, I'll go and have a look!"

Ding Chunqiu regarded himself as a loyal dog at this time and immediately asked softly.

"No need!" Fang Ming waved his hand: "Let them come here!"

Two teams approached, and Ding Chunqiu saw that one team was a Tubo warrior led by a monk, and another team was a monster and a monster with all kinds of people. The leader was wearing gray clothes and gray cloth covering his head, covering his cover, but his eyes emitted a gleam.

The three of them looked at each other and felt a little more alert. Knowing that the other party's martial arts was so powerful that they were almost no less than themselves, they became more vigilant.

"The little monk has seen the Lord!"

Jiumozhi and the man in black tapped on the saddle, and they rushed to Fang Ming like two big birds, saluting respectfully.

"This time, the young monk brought five hundred Tubo warriors to help the master achieve great achievements!"

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together.

He was originally forcibly subjugated by Fang Ming, but now it seems that if Shaolin is selected, it will be of great benefit to Tubo. He really transferred all the elites under his command.

"I have also brought thousands of subordinates to listen to the master's order!"

Compared with Jiumozhi, Murong Bo seemed to be hiding his head and tail, and even spoke with a voice.

Fortunately, Fang Ming didn't pursue it much, just said, "Get together, let's go up the mountain!"

At the moment, three groups of people and horses merged, and with a large number of people, the disciples of Xingsu Sect became even more excited and arrogant, and they blew the horns to the sky.

"Who is here? Stop!"

When we arrived halfway up the mountain, we saw hundreds of women in eight teams, each wearing different colors of clothes, red, yellow, blue and purple, bright and dazzling, guarding the edge of the mountain road. Next to the eight team women, there were hundreds of rich men from the world, dressed in an extremely large and extremely crowded manner, blocking all the mountain roads.

"Master, I'll go and pass it!"

Ding Chunqiu was anxious to show that he did not see the joking gaze in Fang Ming's eyes. He immediately flew forward and shouted: "In front of the sword saint frame, you girls don't retreat quickly! If you don't talk about my master, even if you are my old fairy in Xingsu, you will never be able to defeat it. By then, your intestines and belly will rot and turn your beautiful little faces into bones. Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance!"

Ding Chunqiu was defeated today, even his own family lost and became a slave to others. He had already been furious, but he took the opportunity to get angry at this time.

"Oh? Which one do you want to poison?"

Several teams of women stepped back and showed a woman with a figure as a girl but a pretty old face came out and asked with a sneer.

"not good!"

When Ding Chunqiu saw the Tianshan Tonglao, he felt like a mouse saw a cat, and he didn't even dare to fight. He immediately ran away with his head in his arms.

"Hehe... If grandma asks you to run away today, she will write her name in reverse!"

The Tianshan Tong Lao sneered, his steps were light, as cold as the wind, and he instantly crossed more than ten feet and chased behind Ding Chunqiu.

Most of the people present didn't know the name of the Tianshan Tonglao. Seeing that she was petite but had such terrifying martial arts, she couldn't help but feel very frightened.

Ding Chunqiu became even more dead. He grabbed Fang Ming's seat a few steps and knelt down and shouted: "Master, help me! Master, help me!"

"I can't save you today, even the King of Heaven!"

The little hand of the Tianshan Tong Lao poked out, and the Tianshan Zhemei's hand was tricky and ruthless, and she grabbed Ding Chunqiu's point behind him.

"Is that true!"

On the shoulder carriage, the curtain blew open, and an invisible finger force flew out. The Tianshan Tong Lao's arm numbed. He was shocked. He stepped back and shouted, "Duan Zhengchun, you know everything about Wuyazi, why are you still stopping me?"

"Don't calm down, this person is of some use to me. What should I do if I wait until today's work is finished?"

Fang Ming waved his hand.

"Hehe...hehe..."

The Tianshan Tonglao didn't say anything, but just sneered, but Ding Chunqiu felt that there seemed to be a tiger and lion standing behind her, and she was about to get off her body, and she was trembling.

"Well! Anyway, it's over you, can you run away?"

Tong Lao sneered a few times, and then said to the other party: "You sent someone to ask the old woman to take action. The old woman came to help you with a group of people. What kind of Zhongyuan genius also threw a lot of them down the mountain. Are you ready for your reward?"

"This is natural!"

Fang Ming nodded: "I have studied the martial arts of Xiaoyao School carefully, and I have read the secrets of the only master. The meridians of the Shaoyang Sanjiao are stagnant, so it is no problem. Even if you are 26 years old, you will be able to get over here!"

“Really…really…”

The Tianshan Tonglao was in a state of excitement, and even her voice was trembling, and she was obviously extremely excited.

She practiced her skills too early and could not grow taller. She had a chance to save her at the age of 26, but she was destroyed by Li Qiushui, which led to her life's figure as a girl. It was a lifelong regret!

Now that I hear that there is still hope for remedies, how can I not be excited?

Fang Ming was also quite interested in this martial arts. After all, the martial arts that involve rejuvenation, the entire Jin martial arts world is just this one. The strange changes like reincarnation made him interested in research.
Chapter completed!