"I don't know what you are talking about. I am just a doctor, I can only treat illnesses and save lives... Ahem... Please make way, I have something to do..."
The sickly old man coughed violently a few times and walked slowly towards Yi Xiaochuan, with a hunched back and unsteady steps, looking a little frail.
"Magic Silver Hand!"
At the moment of passing by, these three words were suddenly uttered from the mouth of the sick old man. The low voice seemed to come from the sky, carrying incredible magic.
As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of murderous aura suddenly burst out from the old man who had just looked sick. The momentum was like a violent storm, getting stronger and stronger, and swept towards Yi Xiaochuan.
Yi Xiaochuan took a step back, stood a few feet away, and watched coldly.
"Hey, kid, you are lucky enough to witness my famous skill, the Magic Silver Hand..."
The deafening voice of arrogance buzzed in my ears.
"As expected of a world of immortal cultivation, even a warrior has such strength. This strength is not much less than that of a Sequence 8 Qigong Master..."
Yi Xiaochuan muttered to himself, and saw that Doctor Mo's hands, from the elbows upwards, his originally skinny arms, suddenly swelled up as if they were filled with air, and became much thicker than before. What was even more surprising was that the originally dry and yellow skin turned silver-white at this moment, and under the sunlight, it reflected a cold metallic luster, and seemed indestructible, as if it was made of real silver.
It is really full of magical colors.
For Otokogawa, achieving the greatest victory with the least force is a question of efficiency. He would not use an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito.
Although that is indeed pretentious.
For example, now you can just snap your fingers or throw a small fireball and burn it into slag.
But Xiao Yi did not use his vital energy. Instead, he also stretched out his palms, and his two fists collided with each other, making a huge sound of muscles and bones fighting.
Doctor Mo's palm is very large, like a big cushion, and is pure silver-white. In comparison, Xiao Yi's fist is smaller and does not have that magical color.
However, Yi Xiaochuan's fist muscles bulged, and the black and blue tendons were evenly filled, instantly showing an explosive power beyond the limit. This moment showed real kung fu. The comparison of the two palms showed that although Doctor Mo's palm was larger and had a stronger coverage, Xiao Yi seemed to be more sturdy, with more condensed muscles and bones.
The hands slapped each other with a "bang", making a noise of metal friction that made people feel uneasy.
“Huh!”
Yi Xiaochuan let out a light exclamation. This guy's palms really seemed to be made of iron!
But so what if it’s made of iron.
Xiao Yi grinned sinisterly and swung out with his palm again. This time, the palm force was not only used with his hands, but also with the soles of his feet, which were twisted several times like a twist.
Use the most exquisite "Spiral Vibrating Kick" in Bagua boxing combined with the strength of the fist, raise your hands and rush forward to hit hard.
Twist the foot horizontally, the inner thigh muscles and calf tendons are twisted inwards when the sole of the foot is slightly lifted, and then stomp down violently in an instant. The drilling force of both legs is like a large drilling machine, and the drill bit suddenly drills into the ground.
At the same time, the power in the palm of the hand rotates, and the general form of attack is a bit like the martial arts version of the "Rasengan".
When it comes to martial arts skills, Xiao Yi believes that he is not inferior to others.
As the two palms met, the doctor Mo's clothes were already bulging due to the deformed arms, and now Yi Xiaochuan used the "Big Monument Smashing" palm to twist his muscles fiercely. Suddenly, the clothes on his arms seemed to be put into a meat grinder, and were twisted into rags, hanging on his arms in pieces.
The Grinding Palm "Big Stone Smashing" is the top boxing technique in the Chinese martial art Baguazhang. With one punch, the palm turns into a spiral, just like a thousand-pound stone millstone, which suddenly breaks away from its axis while rotating at high speed and smashes out violently.
If one does not have sufficient physical strength to carry out such a punch, and attempts to destroy the force by force, it will be like the breaking of the axle of a millstone, and the waist, hips and abdomen will all be sprained.
Instead of hurting others, he killed himself.
"What kind of palm technique is this!"
Doctor Mo used his "Magic Silver Hand" to fight against Yi Xiaochuan. The muscles in his arm seemed to be put into a meat grinder, being thrashed and ground fiercely, causing him to feel pain deep into his bones. He could not lift his arm at once. He knew that the ligaments, tendons, and muscles in his arm had been severely sprained.
This hand has completely lost its ability to fight.
Doctor Mo stepped back quickly, terrified and screaming.
His "magic silver hands" were trained to be extremely tough. Even if he stretched them out and held them horizontally and let several big men hit him with iron rods, they could not cause any harm to him.
Moreover, he practiced immortal arts to perfection, and the impact and penetration of his punches were incredibly powerful. No one had ever been able to compete with him in head-on palm power.
But today, a young man who came from nowhere not only exposed his true colors, but also knew the other person in his body. He used his strength of punches to injure him and cripple his entire arm. How could he not be shocked and excited
Doctor Mo's desire to survive was really strong. In an instant, he shot out countless silver needles and darts with one hand. Judging from the fishy smell on them, you could tell that they were smeared with poison.
After finishing a set of hidden weapon attacks, seeing that Xiao Yi couldn't be hurt at all, he immediately took out another thing from his pocket.
This time the item was a small bag folded from silk. The color of the silk was as dazzling as fire, and it was eye-catching. Every stitch and thread on it looked exceptionally delicate, and it looked like it was not an ordinary item.
The silk wrapping was quickly untied, and a crumpled yellow paper was carefully taken out from it.
"symbol?!"
Otoshi Ogawa frowned slightly.
Doctor Mo gently picked up the yellow paper with two fingers and carefully smoothed it out. The piece of paper was not big, only the size of a palm, and was cut into long strips. The color was a bit old, and it seemed to have been there for quite a few years.
The most eye-catching thing is that there is a silver glow on it, and there are several strange symbols painted with silver paint. The symbols have strange shapes, and Xiao Yi has never seen them before.
But as soon as he saw it, he felt his heart touched by some mysterious power, and even the vitality in his body began to stir uncontrollably, as if it was awakened by this symbol, which shocked him terribly.
Xiao Yi knew something was wrong, and immediately stared at the characters intently, trying to find some mystery from them.
I saw those symbols, crooked and twisted, but they implied some kind of rules. From the arrangement to the shape, they all contained something profound.
"Hey, give it to me!"
Xiao Yi immediately got close to him, snatched the talisman with one hand and placed the other hand on his shoulder.
"kneel!"
In an instant, Doctor Mo slammed into the ground with his knees buried in the soil.
…
Outside the valley, many experts from the Qixuan Sect have gathered, led by the sect leader Wang Juechu.
"Master, are you just going to watch him kill Mr. Mo? Say something! Who is that man?"
"The heads of all the branches have arrived. The elders have already informed us that we can attack them with two fists. He will be killed by the swords. Sect Master, what are you worried about? Judging from his martial arts skills, he is just like this..."
"I, the Blood Blade Hall, am willing to play as the vanguard and test his skills..."
"Alas!" Sect Master Wang Juechu sighed and said with a bitter smile: "Old Mo is my savior, and I don't want him to die. But... never mind... Do you know how many moves he used to defeat me? One move, just one move broke my sword, and it only took a thought to kill me. Whoever comes up will die. The Wild Wolf Gang is eyeing us covetously, and we can't afford to hurt them..."
“This…” The Blood Blade Hall Master, who had just been playing as a vanguard, immediately felt a little embarrassed.
"Isn't he from the Wild Wolf Gang?"
"If it was the Wild Wolf Gang, we would have been beheaded by now."
"What should we do then?"
"Wait, he'll leave naturally once he gets what he wants..."
…
Doctor Mo under his palm had fainted, but in Yi Xiaochuan's hand, there was a green light ball, the light seemed dim and weak.
I could clearly feel that the green ball of light was trembling slightly in my palm, and the light on it was flickering.
He is scared!
"name."
"Yu Zitong..."
"origin."
"I... I'm from the Yu family, I'm at the seventh level of Qi Refining... Senior, I'll tell you whatever you want to know, just don't kill me..."
Yu Zitong honestly recounted his own background and what happened in detail.
It turned out that Yu Zitong was originally a member of a so-called cultivator family. He practiced Changchun Gong to the seventh level and had reached a certain level. However, due to his limited qualifications, he could not make any progress in Changchun Gong and could not reach the requirements for formal foundation building.
A cultivator who has not built a foundation cannot be considered a cultivator, nor can he officially enter the world of immortal cultivation. So Yu Zitong had no choice but to come out of his seclusion and prepare to gain experience in the secular world to see if it is possible to break through the current bottleneck in his state of mind.
Of course, if possible, it would be even better if he could find some precious medicinal herbs and take them back to make elixirs. However, he also knew that the chances of this happening were slim. But no matter what, this was also a matter of luck. Who knows, maybe his luck would explode and he would get lucky!
With such tempting intention, Yu Zitong, who was only in his twenties, entered the secular world as the monks called it.
After that, naturally, he encountered a spiritual medicine, fought with another cultivator, and then got injured. Then his physical body was destroyed and took on the body of Doctor Mo. There were many ups and downs in his life, and he eventually ended up like this and became a spirit.
The soul is held in Xiaoyi's hands, life and death are just a thought away.
Yu Zitong, a practitioner at the Qi Refining stage, could only confess everything he knew.
The seven major immortal cultivation sects in Yue Kingdom are Yanyue Sect, Lingshou Mountain, Huangfeng Valley, Qingxu Sect, Huadaowu, Tianque Fort, and Jujian Sect.
Above the State of Yue is the Tiannan region.
There are four major forces in Tiannan: the Demonic Path, the Righteous Path, the Heavenly Path Alliance, and the Nine-Nation Alliance, as well as countless immortal cultivation families, and the Yu family is just an insignificant member.
Xiao Yi stayed in this Shenshou Valley, on the one hand to wait for the fool with great luck, and on the other hand to verify the secrets and knowledge of cultivation told by this immortal cultivator.