Chapter 144

Lu Zhi chased the sweeping monk for nearly an hour. With all his efforts, he finally stopped him in front of a mountain stream.

"Elder, you are really old and strong. You can run in the mountains and forests for such a long time with one person. I admire you."

The sweeping monk sighed gently, but reluctantly put down Murong Bo and asked him to lean on a big stone and have a rest.

In fact, it's not that he can't run, but that Murong Bo, who is seriously injured, can't bear such a rush.

Although the sweeping monk always broke the wind barrier with genuine Qi on the way, and walked on the ground between the mountains and forests. He didn't let Murong bo be damaged by the strong wind, nor did he suffer too much turbulence, but the injury on Murong Bo's body was already a little unsustainable.

Murongbo's sneak attack on Lu Zhi failed before. After being countered, almost the whole person was squeezed into meat sauce by the golden light. Although he was saved in time by the floor sweeper, most of his bones have also collapsed and his five internal organs have shifted.

If Murong Bo had not been supported by his excellent martial arts, and the sweeping monk had been silently conveying real Qi to him and healing him, I'm afraid Murong Bo's body would be stiff at the moment!

But even so, it's just a temporary cure, not a permanent cure. If you don't make a quick and careful diagnosis and treatment for him, connect the broken bone on his body, and then try your best to remove his internal injury with genuine Qi, you really can't return to heaven!

"Why do you have to chase after me? I really don't want to fight with you."

Lu Zhi stared at the sweeping monk with burning eyes and said, "but I'm extremely looking forward to fighting with my predecessors!"

The sweeping monk was stunned. From Lu Zhi's eyes, he saw the light belonging to the seeker.

He Do you want to borrow the old monk to temper yourself?

Lu Zhi put his hands together, held high and bowed down, and gave a big gift to the sweeping monk: "senior, please don't hesitate to give me some advice."

"I see. The real man has such an idea. Do you want to use the old monk to verify your way?"

Lu Zhi does not deny it.

Over the past year, he has indeed accumulated a lot of things, including Taoist classics, free and unique skills, and Duan's Secret skills Unconsciously, he has accumulated so much information.

But at the moment, he just swallowed them, but he still couldn't digest them completely.

Therefore, he needs a strong external force as a catalyst, so that he can integrate and digest these details into the road he practices.

I'm afraid only the sweeping monk can serve as such an external force and catalyst in the world.

Other people, even if they are as strong as Tianshan Tongmu, are still a little less than the most important thing.

Because they have not been able to reach that level, have not been able to break away from the fence and improve the Tao from me.

Lu Zhi had only felt the special "momentum" of the sweeping monk, who had really stepped out of his own path. Lu Zhi had only felt it in Lao Zhang before.

When he was still on Wudang Mountain, Lao Zhang would go to the Golden Summit and slowly play a set of Taijiquan.

At that time, Lao Zhang always had an unspeakable charm. Even if he was just like the old lady in the park, he punched slowly and didn't use half his true Qi, but the sense of mellow nature is a realm that Lu Zhi can't reach so far.

At that time, Lu Zhi didn't understand the true meaning. He just thought that Lao Zhang's Kung Fu was superb and his martial arts had reached heaven and man. His every move naturally coincided with the rhyme.

At this time, it was already vaguely clear. That was the embodiment of Lao Zhang's way of practicing, the unity of heaven and man in Taoism, and the pregnancy of heaven and earth.

Lu Zhi is also pursuing that realm now, and he has some ideas. What he lacks is a strong person like a sweeping monk as a pressure and catalyst.

"Please act as a sharpener and Bagua stove for the poor, and help the poor to see the realm of entering the Tao."

The sweeping monk nodded: "well, the old monk will help you as you wish."

"Thank you, master!"

The sweeping monk nodded noncommittally. Then Lu Zhi felt that his breath had changed, and a profound momentum of Yuezhi suddenly came towards him like the top of Mount Tai.

Even if it was Lu Zhi, his heart would suddenly tighten. He just felt that the air seemed to become sticky and it was difficult to breathe!

What a terrible momentum. This invisible oppression alone has made people fall into the abyss If Lu Zhi's mental strength was not strong enough and tenacious, I'm afraid even he would be greatly frustrated by the morale of the sweeping monk.

"The old monk hasn't learned much martial arts over the years. His moves may be rusty. Let's have a few moves with real people at will."

As he spoke, the sweeping monk slowly raised his hand and pressed Lu Zhi across the air.

Buzz!

It was only a silent slap, but Lu Zhi seemed to hear the terrible earthquake like a roaring landslide. Then a strong wind pressure came on his face, almost emptying the surrounding air, which made Lu Zhi feel a burst of suffocation.

How strong!

Under the sweeping monk's palm, the broken empty palm force seemed to solidify into a solid state, like a boulder pressing on the top.

Lu Zhi didn't dare to be careless. Even if he raised his palm, he welcomed it with all his strength!

Boom!

It didn't seem as terrible as he thought. Lu Zhi broke the blow of the floor sweeper with one palm, but the feeling of emptiness and lack of effort that hit the empty place with all his strength made him uncomfortable, and the real Qi in his body didn't work smoothly.

"Real people are a little too competitive." After a faint evaluation of Lu Zhi's move, the sweeping monk said, "the real man takes the old monk's record of no phase robbery."

The sweeping monk pointed out that there was no sign of robbery, and it still tasted like that. For a moment, Lu Zhi's perception was that heaven and earth changed color. It was clear that this finger did not contain much strength, but Lu Zhi was stunned by the "potential" contained in this finger.

Lu Zhi shoots a sword from Shang Yang, which can counteract the blow, but the sweeping monk's next blow has arrived immediately.

Bang Bang Boom!

A series of explosions exploded from the mountains and forests.

Lu Zhi fell into a hard struggle. He also knew that his current state was very wrong. It seemed that he had completely fallen into the rhythm of the sweeping monk, but he couldn't get rid of that "momentum".

Compared with the casual feeling of the sweeping monk, Lu Zhi is like the fledgling boy. He has no rules at all and can only deal with it passively.

Six pulse divine sword, one Yang finger, Tai Chi, great movement of heaven and earth Lu Zhi used his unique skills one by one, but he couldn't get rid of the passive situation.

Like a moth falling into a spider's web, he can't make it. That feeling is really uncomfortable.

But even so, he didn't give up, and never used the golden light curse to break the situation, even the Yuanhong sword behind him never pulled out.

What he asked for was such heavy pressure, just like beating iron. Only by making the iron red by charcoal fire, and then forging vigorously with a hammer to quench the impurities in the iron one by one, could he get the refined steel.

After nearly half an hour, Qiao Feng finally caught up and saw the scene as if he had experienced the turn of the Earth Dragon and Lu Zhi meditating in the field.

"Brother Lu!"

Lu Zhi opened his eyes, looked at Qiao Feng and said, "brother Qiao, you're coming."

"This..." Qiao Feng looked at the mountain forest that seemed to have been ploughed once, and his face was shocked. "Brother Lu, did you fight with the unknown old monk?"

Lu Zhi nodded: "HMM."

"I don't know the result?"

"I couldn't stop the elder." Lu Zhi said apologetically, "I want to use the pressure of the sweeping monk to help me break through the heaven pass, but in the end, I am unable to leave the Murong Bo."

With pure martial arts cultivation, Lu Zhi is not the opponent of the floor sweeping monk. Therefore, if he wants to keep Murong Bo, he can only defeat the floor sweeping monk and win Murong Bo with the power of golden light curse and the benefit of Yuanhong sword at the beginning.

But he still chose to temper himself with sweeping monks. In the end, he failed to leave them, but it was inevitable that he was a little selfish.

Lu Zhi didn't hide it, so he told Qiao Feng directly.

After hearing this, Qiao Feng was silent for a few seconds and shook his head and said, "it's no wonder brother Lu. It's very difficult for the unknown old monk to keep the Murong Bo Ben."

"Brother Lu doesn't have to worry about it. One day, if Qiao can catch up with the cultivation of the unknown old monk, he'll just worry about it."