Chapter 12 Old school friends

When Xueer saw his posture, he seemed to know what he was going to do next. Actually, those meat wings covered his head and squinted at the clouds with small eyes. Such a humanized performance made the clouds wonder if they had just died. This is too unreasonable.
What’s even more amazing is that blood’s eyes have returned to normal at this moment, and it seems that it is no longer as crazy as before, regardless of the enemy and the enemy, but when it wakes up, it comes to its throat. Is this something else? Cloud is very confused.
Xueer’s small eyes observed the cloud for a long time and found that the cloud didn’t move further. Suddenly, a fleshy wing came at the cloud face. This time, Yuner dared not dodge, but wanted to see what Xueer really wanted to do. He was confident in his ability and vitality
Blood really didn’t come at him, but jumped at the grass behind him. Looking back, Yun found a spotted centipede nearly three inches long in his mouth! However, blood is superfluous. Even if this spotted centipede is more toxic and fierce, it won’t hurt much to the clouds. It won’t cause any substantial damage. It’s too far worse than the collision just now. Blood swallowed the centipede in two or three bites. Damn it, blood can’t drink blood. Why has the taste changed now? But little blood didn’t get mad at random like before, ate centipede and looked at the clouds quietly in situ.
Cloud looked at the "normal" blood son with a wry smile. I didn’t know what it was just now, and when it would happen again. All this is a mystery. In the final analysis, it seems that blood son, a creature like this, has never appeared. What strange things happen in it is normal.
Yun knows that he can’t escape from reality any more. He struggles to sit up. The broken ribs stab into the dirty meat of the cloud, and the pain is terrible. Yun Qiang resists the pain and tries to get further, but the broken ribs make the cloud body extremely distorted and unable to support it. After several attempts and failures, Yun finally loses patience. He suddenly straightens up and crouches, and the broken ribs constantly pierce his body, spitting out a big mouthful of blood. Yun resists the strong stabbing pain and runs the Vajra posture to the Mu family, and the blood no longer needs to fly on his shoulders and follow behind the cloud.
Blood keeps spilling from the corners of the mouth of the cloud, which makes the cloud’s consciousness gradually blurred, but the circulation force is faintly increasing. The physical injury has miraculously accelerated the physical integration, which has made the interest increase rapidly and strengthened and poured into the meridians and acupoints of the injured injuries to support it. This constant convergence force has made the cloud feel a little better, but the consciousness is farther away, and he will not be able to support it.
The cloud finally fell not far from Suzhou city, and the suburb of Suzhou fainted. The blood was spinning around the cloud, but it was nai.
"Hey? Someone seems to have fainted ahead. Go and have a look! " This is the last sentence that Yun heard before he lost consciousness. It sounds familiar, but I don’t want to think about who it is.
The bearer is a Shaolin brother.
This person’s hatred of dharma name is that Brother Yun learned from the first intelligence of Shaolin Discipline Hall, but his peers learned from his ancestors’ first-class intelligence because of his talent for learning martial arts. He hated being an orphan, but he was abandoned by his parents before Yunyun remembered it, and then he was spiritually taken back to Shaolin. The concept of his impression of his biological parents was also concerned and worried. Although he grew up in Shaolin, he was trapped by "rouge strength" and could not learn Shaolin skills, but he could enjoy reading and practicing calligraphy on weekdays.
Hate is seeing his parents killed with his own eyes. After Wu Dewei, the governor of Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province, his father’s officialdom offended people, and they hired a bunch of bandits to kill the Wu family. He witnessed his father being dismembered and his mother being insulted, but he might have been killed if Zhiguang hadn’t happened to go to Hangzhou to attend the Wulin Conference that year and heard Wu’s screams on his way back.
At that time, Zhiguang was eager to save people, and he didn’t kill all the bandits. Moreover, one of them confessed on the spot that he was killed by mysterious hidden weapons after being instructed by others, and he hated life. Since then, he has been left with revenge. This is the only pursuit. After a few years of hard work, he felt that there was nothing to teach. Later, he turned to worship the first intellectual gate in the strict and famous discipline hall. Wisdom had never brought his brother for three years before, because he demanded too much and was too high. No one could stand his torment, so there was nothing. People have got him, but they hate his intelligence. What he is asked to do is never finished. Revenge has become stronger. He has laid a solid foundation in martial arts at all costs after a year of handyman basic skills practice, and he has sincerely moved his intelligence. He is really the first master among Shaolin newcomers in recent years.
“！” I hate to see people lying on the ground and I don’t know the clouds. I am very surprised and inwardly sigh that I can’t meet each other in life. I didn’t expect that I could meet the first traitor of Shaolin when I sent a letter to Suzhou. "How did he get here and who beat him like this?" Although Yun’s fame in Wulin is regarded as a legendary figure in Wulin who is comparable to the master of "Tianpu", for these other disciples who have known Yun for many years in Shaolin, Yun is always the young monk who remembers the practice of reciting poems every day. No one believes in the peerless master in Yun Zhen’s statement, or the wind liu Langjun saw that Yun was injured, and he naturally confirmed his thoughts more. Yungen is different from what he said, so it should be misunderstood.
Thinking of him, he went forward to help Yunlai, a moving horse, which aroused blood’s vigilance. His horse stopped to protect himself in front of the cloud, raised his little head and looked at hate, which was so humanized. That kind of look gave hate a strange illusion. Was this unknown little monster possessed by a human soul?
Yi Gao was bold and eager to save lives. He ignored the warning of blood, but continued to go to the place where the cloud fell. This move caused the horse to attack blood and hate it. Unexpectedly, it didn’t look very eye-catching.
The little beast has such terrible speed and strength that he is not mentally prepared. The blood is already rushing to his chest, and his mind is turning sharply. The Shaolin stunt Guanyin palm is hard to meet the impact of the blood!
Guanyin palm, also known as the magic sword, is soft and strong, and it is feminine and strong to practice the wrist. In a kung fu fist, the hands are the same.
Practice method: first, hold the wooden tools in the palm of your hand at all times, so that each hand will be easy to hold the wooden tools if it sinks deeply, while the stone will be difficult to break in Shi Jian. After one or two years of practice, small stones will fly like hammers, but this is only the first step. After hand-holding, the stone will sink deeply and the cut marks will remain the same, and then it will be fully stocked with iron filings about feet thick, and it will be held on time. Unexpectedly, flying out to both sides is like a knife cutting the bottom of the dish. If you hold your hands together, you can divide the iron filings into several pieces like a knife, and the tofu is smooth, even and orderly.
This Guanyin palm kung fu has reached its peak, and the palm can take the place of the lucky one (recorded from the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin)
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This Guanyin palm is similar to the martial arts of Jianghu Shoudao, but it is far more powerful than the top hard qigong stunts. However, most Shaolin monks choose to be quick and quick, and combine martial arts with Shaolin hard qigong like Guanyin palm, so they can practice hard outside and get slow results. Few people will really choose martial arts.
The first wisdom of the Discipline Hall is that the master of this way is second only to the master of wisdom among the elders of Shaolin Temple with this indestructible Guanyin palm, but he is no better than the master of wisdom in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, but only this one has never been able to pick up his iron palm except for Yun Feng, the leader of Tianlong.
Hate the teacher from the intellectual nature, this work is also unambiguous. I am very anxious to see that it seems that even the mountains and rivers can split blood. It is not a fool. Will it dodge this palm?
The answer is whether Xueer didn’t pay attention to the posture of Guanyin palm, and forcefully hit the hate palm. As a result, the two hit each other and made a shocking sound. As a result, he snorted and slammed his palm, and his bones broke and flew several feet away. Even the cloud was caught off guard and ate Xueer’s big loss. Just entered the realm of first-class experts in Jianghu. Hate? He was too confident in his Guanyin palm, so he suffered a big loss after only one face-to-face, even for half a year.
I hate lying on the ground and staring at the blood son guarding the cloud. Is this strange little beast a sacred one? Or is it that you are too weak to beat a little beast? I hate lying quietly with a lot of thoughts in my heart. For a while, he finally trembled and struggled. He took a deep look at Yunxueer and left with a wry smile. He has made up his mind to practice hard once when he returns to Shaolin. Today, he must truthfully report to the abbot that he didn’t try his best, but the strength level is too far to finish, and Yunyun didn’t know that he lost consciousness. For a while, the martial arts fame became a little bigger, and the bloody thing was widely spread. From then on, it was a powerful and magical thing for him.
The cloud didn’t wake up for a long time and finally got angry. At first, it quietly waited by the cloud and then paced up and down uneasily. Later, it tried to "tweet" to wake up the cloud, but the cloud was still hovering around it, but there was no response. And several passers-by were driven away by blood in various ways. During this period, Blood and Cloud have learned not to hurt people easily without orders or threats, but it is not difficult for people to control their own abilities. All those unlucky passers-by were curious and paid a considerable price.
It’s a coincidence that it’s a dead chess to keep the cloud awake in this way. It’s impossible for a person to get close to the cloud with good intentions or malicious intentions. However, if the cloud is kept in a coma, maybe he will never wake up again.
"Huh?" There’s another annoying sweet voice nearby. "It seems that there’s a person lying there, Dad!"
"Really?" Then there was a deep middle-aged male voice, "Well, it seems so. Let’s go and have a look!"
Finally, the fate of the cloud shouldn’t have come. It happened to be the father and daughter of the medical king Gu Bairui. They went to Tianshan Mountain to pick snow lotus on the same day as Qinyang Peak in Kunlun. How could they now appear outside Suzhou in the south of the Yangtze River? Don’t their feet travel much faster than clouds? Of course it’s impossible. So what is it? I’m sorry to sell the firmware temporarily, but I’ll make up the narrative later.
Before the clouds, the blood stopped again, staring at them with wide eyes and "chirping" to signal them to leave.
"Why does this little monster look so familiar?" Bai Shuting vaguely remember blood son "oh! I remember, isn’t this the vampire bat we met in Qinyang Peak? " The wrong novel network does not jump words and says that it is extremely disgusting to stare at blood. "It’s only been more than half a month since I saw how to gain so much weight, and I don’t know how to raise it!"
"So it’s possible that the person who fell there was the little friend at that time?" Barry, a healer, is nervous about the patient’s condition.