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Zhang Zhou was very happy to see Zhou Yanxiang's defeated appearance. However, Fu Xiang's words interrupted his complacency.

"With regards to the missing members of the Wealth Hall, since King Ping helped you, it won't be good for them to pursue this matter any further. You still dare to play tricks on the Wealth Hall like this, aren't you afraid of Zhou Ylang taking revenge?"

As an old and experienced man, he naturally knew what the Wealth Hall was! How could he have suffered such a loss? This sort of shameful thing was not something that could be solved simply by asking someone for help.

Zhang Zhou was also surprised. He suddenly realized that he had missed out on a big problem. He had pushed her to the front desk and become the business manager of the Nine Regions. Although he had arranged for many guards, they did not consider the level of risk she was facing when entrapping the Wealthy Class! If the Rich Hall resorted to extreme retaliation and hired a large group of martial arts experts to attack them at all costs, would these guards be able to handle it? What should he do then? With the absence of Liu Qingshan and Chen Chaoyin, the incident at the Sheep Hall could be seen clearly without the protection of a true expert by Guan Yu-niang. Regardless of the inside story, it was definitely not a common act of revenge in the martial arts world! It was obvious what kind of people the Wealth Hall would hire with such a powerful background and such conflicting grudges! It was impossible for him to not feel any pain and scare them! Thinking of this, Zhang Zhou shuddered! He could not help but panic. How could he dare to delay? Since Fu Xiang had asked, he might as well ask Fu Xiang if he knew any experts.

Fuxiang was angry and amused at the same time.

"Now you know fear? "Remember, due caution is essential in the martial arts world!"

"Uncle, don't scold me!" I'll be more cautious in the future and help me resolve this urgent matter. "

"You look so anxious. Weren't you beaming with joy just now?" If we do not talk about you right now, you will get carried away! "

Fu Xiang could not help but rebuke him. Then, with a confident look, he said, "It's not like there aren't any experts. When the Emperor travels, he not only has bodyguards by his side, but also the experts from the other big sects. Don't worry, this is what Uncle has done for you. I guarantee you that it will be safe and that you won't worry about it! You guys wait here for a few more days! "

Hearing this, Zhang Zhou was overjoyed.

"Uncle, you really are a treasure given to me by the heavens!" Having an elder at home is like having a treasure. It is absolutely true! "

"Enough, stop flattering me!" "This can only resolve the current situation. You still need to think of a good way to deal with this in the long term!"

And Zhang Zhou knew in his heart that as long as he could deal with the immediate danger, it was not certain that the Wealth Hall would have the chance to take revenge on him! However, he had been careless this time! He didn't dare to lower his guard anymore. Just thinking about it made him scared!

"Whether it is the martial artists or the martial artists in the martial world, most people have to rely on their own ability to support themselves." Learning how to write and martial arts well, selling goods to the royal family ", what does the goods refer to?" "The royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family, the royal family and the royal family? Of course he was human! The value of a skill depended on its quality. They were both so noble and aloof, not serving the rich and powerful. Could it be that the reason he trained so hard was to let his descendants enjoy the trials of the Northwest? The royal family's Cloud Water Room was such a place to 'sell' one's body! The number of people was unknown, and only when a royal figure was traveling, would they assign and assign people to guard him. Once he entered the act, he would be considered a guest official of the royal family, but he would not have an official body, but he would have a salary, and his status would also rise greatly! Naturally, those who could join the world of clouds and water were definitely not ordinary people. The person in charge of managing the affairs between the clouds was the Imperial Advisor of the Great Tang, one of the three great stewards of the Great Cloud Temple, the Emptiness Realm Grandmaster, under the title of Emperor.

Fu Xiang had some friendship with Kong Lin, and he also had some understanding of the waters of the clouds. When the imperial family didn't have any travel arrangements, there would be some people who were willing to provide protection for those with special statuses, provided that the price was right. The Emptiness Realm Expert gave Fu Xiang a lot of face. He carefully arranged for three people to move around the capital, and in just two days, they were transferred to their respective positions. A woman and a monk! As for his background, there was no comment! Hired for two months!

Zhang Zhou sized up the three people in front of him. The three of them stood in a rather interesting position, while the monk and the woman clearly distanced themselves from the old Daoist. The woman was dressed in simple clothing and a veil covered her face, obscuring her features. However, she was probably no more than thirty years old. She was tall and carried a long sword on her back.

The monk was also in his fifties. He was tall and thin, with drooping eyes and an appearance of never waking up from his sleep. Zhang Zhou had observed that this guy walked in this way, but his appearance was somewhat ethereal.

Finally, he looked at the short old Daoist. The old Daoist was in his sixties and was wearing a patched old Daoist robe. He had a large oil-cloth umbrella behind his back and was holding a dust stick. He couldn't help but be surprised. After looking closely for a while, he finally confirmed it and laughed out loud. He didn't expect that it was an acquaintance.

Last year, when Zhang Zhou was suffering from a serious illness at the Chivalry Shrine, he was saved by an old Taoist through acupuncture. Although he was still dazed at that time, he still vaguely remembered the old Taoist's appearance, and the thing that he remembered the most was the hesitant and probing look the old Taoist had when he was being given the acupuncture, he never would have thought that he would meet him here today.

Zhang Zhuo ordered his daughter and the monk to rest. He grabbed the old Daoist's hand and asked happily, "Daoist Priest, do you still remember me?"

The old Daoist looked at Zhang Zhou suspiciously. He looked familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen him before.

"Forgive this poor Taoist for forgetting, but I can't remember. May I know who you are?"

"Fellow Daoist, please forget about this matter. To spring and summer, I was sick at the horse park. It was even Fellow Daoist's divine needle that saved my life!"

The old Daoist was suddenly enlightened and he too was overjoyed!

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes! Are you all right? Do you want This Penniless Priest to treat you again? "

Zhang Zhou quickly waved his hand, saying, "No need, no need, I've recovered already!" I have always wanted to find the Taoist and thank him for saving my life, but I did not expect that we would meet here due to fate! "

The old Daoist was extremely reluctant to take on this task, but he was also very happy to be able to achieve this opportunity.

He knew his place, how could he celebrate without alcohol! Zhang Zhou immediately ordered Erniu to prepare a table full of dishes and wine. He asked Erniu to bring him a few jars of He Zhou Lie. He wanted to reminisce with the old Taoist.

"Daoist Priest, it has been a year since we last met. How did you become like this?" From the appearance of the old Daoist, it could be seen that he had suffered a lot. The old Daoist seemed to be filled with grievances, and had finally found his master! A few cups of He Zhou had even started a conversation.

"Sigh, this Penniless Priest's self-created acupuncture technique thinks that it can cure illnesses. Unfortunately, no one knows what's good, and it hits walls everywhere. Strictly speaking, you are the first patient to be cured by This Penniless Priest, so you have the right to speak on this matter.

Zhang Zhou could tell that this old Daoist was not proficient in acupuncture and moxibustion at the time. If it were not for the fact that he had no other choice, and if Grandpa Seven decided to risk his life to treat him, he would not dare to test him! Later on, he had asked some of the teachers about the art of acupuncture, but none of them had heard of it. Now that the old Daoist had mentioned it, he was even more certain that he was the inventor of this world's technique! Now that he thought about it, he was extremely lucky that he did not have any medical accidents. If he made a small mistake and his mouth was crooked, who would he find to justify himself? Although he was a little afraid, he believed more than anyone in the wonders of acupuncture.

"Sigh, it's a pity that there aren't people in this world who know what's good for them like you! This Penniless Priest roamed everywhere and met a few sick people, but unfortunately, other than you, I wasn't able to save any of them due to my bad luck. Those normal patients didn't dare to let this poor man treat them, and some people even went to the yamen to report this! Ai, later on, This Penniless Priest thought to find the most knowledgeable doctor in the world and tell him the feasibility of acupuncture and moxibustion, so he looked around for the Medical Saint Li Lingqiao. In the end, even after searching for more than half a year, he was still unable to find anything! This Penniless Priest even suspected that there was no one more! I've only just arrived at senior brother's place, and I've already encountered such a situation. Senior brother used to treat this poor man very well, how could I refuse his orders!? I took this job, and I didn't expect to meet you! "This humble one has been physically and mentally exhausted for more than a year. I am really happy today!"

Zhang Zhou comforted her, "Leader, please do not be discouraged. I am sure that you can establish your own sect with this acupuncture technique! It's just a matter of luck for the future! "

"To establish a sect, this humble Taoist does not dare to ask for anything more. I only hope that one day I can make this acupuncture technique shine. With an inheritance, I will be satisfied!"

The name of the old Daoist was Yun Feng. He was a person with a strong conviction and was extremely knowledgeable in medical skills. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to figure out how to use acupuncture. However, this method of treatment was truly somewhat contrary to the common sense of the world, and was very difficult to accept by the people of the world. If they were unable to carry out a large number of clinical trials, it would be difficult to accumulate a rich amount of experience to improve their skills, let alone have any reputation to spread. Many things were like this. It was not because they were not good enough, but because they lacked a platform to display them on, as well as methods to promote them.

He began to think about how to help Yun Feng, and how to develop and perfect this amazing acupuncture technique. After thinking for a while, he said, "Dao leader, I think that the biggest problem right now is that there are too few people who have seen the charm of acupuncture and moxibustion, which is why they are unable to publicize it better and more widely! "This can't be done. How about this, I'll work with you, Taoist Priest?"

"How do we cooperate?"

"I have a clinic in Hezhou that studies medical skills! There, I can provide you with more patients to treat you with acupuncture! "

"Is that true? But what about those patients who do not allow the poor Taoist to heal? "

"Don't worry, Taoist. They will!" I guarantee it! " Yun Feng was not a fool, there was naturally a way to cooperate.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"I ask the Taoist to stay in Hezhou and stay in my hospital for two years! Dao leader, you have to understand that in these two years, you can gain a lot of experience and further improve your acupuncture techniques! It would be beneficial to him in the future! And I can also guarantee that you will help the Taoist spread the art of acupuncture out! "

Yun Feng thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "If there are no other conditions, this humble one is willing to cooperate with you! When will it start? "

"There is no need for you to be anxious about this matter. I will do as I say, but you must complete the task of protecting my family!"

"Ah, all right, all right! Two months wasn't too long! "He can afford to wait!"

… ….

"The Taoist also joined the Cloud Water World?"

"No, this time it was entirely because of senior!" He was the guest of Yun Shui. I said I'm not afraid of your joke, but the sect is not easy to manage now, and the incense is weak! His Senior Brother also wanted to earn some money for the monastery. In the end, he relapsed and was unable to come. I wanted to help him with acupuncture, but he refused. So this Penniless Priest came! "

The Tang Dynasty generally believed in Buddhism, and Taoism would have to suffer some pressure, and it was not hard to understand that Taoism was not flourishing.

"Taoist, you are also a martial arts expert?"

He knew that Yun Feng knew how to use the needle technique, but he did not know about Yun Feng's martial arts! Yun Feng laughed, he looked around and pointed to a tree outside the window, "Do you see that tree?"

"I saw it!"

It was a poplar tree as thick as an adult's thigh.

Yun Feng casually shook his sleeves and a sharp cold light was emitted. After that, he stroked his beard and said, "Go and take a look!"

Zhang Zhou pushed open the door and walked out. When he arrived in front of the tree, he heard Yun Feng chanting, "The next row of eighteen needles!"

Zhang Zhou looked carefully and sure enough, on the trunk of the tree, there were eighteen needles neatly arranged from top to bottom. They all went deep into the trunk, and they were all of the same depth.

Zhang Zhou stood outside the window and praised, "So Taoist Priest is an expert at using concealed weapons?"

Yun Feng laughed and said: "Keep looking!"

With a slight flick of his finger, a cracking sound could be heard, startling Zhang Zhou. With the row of needles as the boundary, the trunk of the tree was blasted apart, even the entire tree was split in half. Yun Feng lightly said, "Martial arts, small paths are fine!"

Zhang Zhou then stared at the huge tree that was split into two by its roots. He couldn't recover for a long time under the falling leaves...

The drunk old Daoist Yunfeng, who was full of worship for Zhang Zhou, recounted his understanding and views on martial arts.

"The highest realm of martial arts is not the complexity or simplicity of moves, nor is it simply the depth or shallow level of one's skill. It is the congruence of the human realm and the connection of objects and objects, simply speaking, the combination and application of physical and mental energy and the objects in the surrounding environment. You don't understand? That's true. This Penniless Priest has spent many years to gain enlightenment. He truly is a bit profound! "

Yun Feng drank a cup of wine and continued, "Let's put it this way. No matter what sect's martial arts they are, at the highest level, what they practice is not a so-called move, but a person's comprehension! "There are countless martial artists in the world, and the so-called masters are like the mighty ones of the river. Only by truly breaking through the shackles of the moves can one be called a master of martial arts."

"Are there many people like that here?"

"The phoenix feathers and qilin horns are extremely rare, but they are pitifully few in number!"

Yun Feng seemed to have been stuck in his needle technique for too long. Today, he had met Zhang Zhou, and with the help of He Zhou's wine and Zhang Zhou's promise, he had been able to ease the knot in his heart. He felt much more at ease and spoke a lot more. Another cup of Hezhou was drunk, "Yun Feng smacked his lips comfortably, and continued:" For example, when two people fight, your so-called experts would take the opportunity to surprise others, or find flaws in their opponents' movements, and then use speed, strength, and techniques to defeat their opponents. There are also people who rely on patience, tenacity, and other means to drag their enemies down. In short, all of them were imprisoned within this technique. However, once someone broke through this realm, they would then be able to deal with these so-called experts. It could be said that they would not care about the opponent's defense because the moves in front of them were like a piece of paper. From my point of view, there are five levels to the world's martial artists: one level of muscles and bones, two level of essence energy, three level of mastery, four level of integration and the last level of Spirit Communication. For example, I can freely mix my Qi, strength, and even hide it inside a needle. It seems like I am controlling a needle, but in reality, I am controlling my own Qi. To put it simply, there was a difference between using a weapon to release energy and using energy to control a weapon. Of course, there are differences in the comprehension of those who can break through … "

Yun Feng's words confused Zhang Zhou, but he was fascinated by it. Yun Feng finally concluded, "Martial arts, you can achieve a certain degree by diligently training. However, insight and luck are the only ways to break through the bottleneck." Zhang Zhou finally understood this point.

In Zhang Zhou's previous life, he was ignorant and ill-informed about martial arts. He could not understand a lot of Yun Feng's theories, but today, with Yun Feng's skills, not only had he broadened his horizons, but he had also gained an unprecedented understanding of it.

Yun Feng got drunk and finally got Zhang Zhou to carry him back to his room.