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Chapter 62 Cleaning up the door

Besides, Fang Muye has never left Hangzhou since arriving in this world.

The reason why I came out this time was that I was in a state of tranquility and thought, and secondly, with the practice of Baguazhang and Yue Nu Sword, Lin Xiaowan had now completed her physical training, and it was time to start practicing Qi.

As for Fang Muye Hui's qigong training method, the only one is the Liangyi Taihe Gong of Peng's Taiji Sect.

The Peng family's things are not passed on to others, otherwise there will be trouble if they learn them.

Fang Muye himself didn't care about this, but he had to think about Lin Xiaowan and taught her the Liangyi Taihe Gong. He was afraid that he would cause embarrassment and persecution from the Peng family in the future.

He couldn't simply wipe out the Peng family just to avoid future troubles. Not to mention that he wasn't cruel and unreasonable to that extent, but Zhou Xiyu couldn't get through it.

As for keeping Lin Xiaowan by your side to protect her, that's unrealistic, and he might leave this world anytime.

Therefore, Liangyi Taihe Gong cannot be taught to Lin Xiaowan.

In fact, Fang Muye started trying to create his own set of qigong exercises a long time ago, but unfortunately there were not enough exercises for reference. After a lot of hard work, it was all in vain.

So I had no choice but to find a new Qigong method for Lin Xiaowan. After thinking about it for a while, I decided on Taoist Qigong method.

Taoist exercises are the most righteous and peaceful. They are highly applicable to various martial arts. They can also cultivate the body and mind and prolong life.

The destination of Fang Muye's trip was Longjing Mountain, which houses the Taoist qigong training method, which is where the Taoist temple where He Anxia is staying.

He searched for people in Hangzhou and found out the direction of Longjing Mountain, then rode out of the city.

It was noon, and the horse was walking on the forest path. Suddenly it stopped and made a sound of "Xiyuyu".

Fang Muye opened his eyes and saw two people standing in the middle of the road ahead. One of them was facing him. He was in his fifties. He was short and skinny with a slender face. The other person had his back to him. He was tall and tall, but

You can't see your age or appearance.

Fang Muye could see that although the two men were standing casually, their bodies were tense, like leopards that were ready to attack, with the intention of waiting for an opportunity to strike and kill them.

The two people also noticed Fang Muye's arrival. Except for the old man giving him a quick glance, they didn't react at all, as if he didn't exist.

The man with his back to Fang Muye sighed and said, "Uncle Fang, you chased me from north to south for thousands of miles, why bother forcing me like this?" From the sound of his voice, he didn't look too old.

Uncle Fang snorted coldly: "Duan Yuanchen, you broke the rules and harmed your fellow disciples. I want to clean up the family!"

Duan Yuanchen smiled playfully and said to please: "Uncle Fang, you have the best relationship with my master, just for his sake, let me go."

Master Fang scolded him coldly: "It's because I have the best relationship with your master that I can no longer keep a bastard like you around and continue to smear his reputation. For your master's sake, take action first. Remember, be ruthless."

Hands, because I want to kill you!"

Duan Yuanchen clasped his fists helplessly and said in a deep voice: "In this case, my nephew will be offended."

After saying this, he swung his hands, thinking that he was going to attack, but in the end, he suddenly took out a bag of something from his arms and threw it towards Uncle Fang.

White powdery things were flying and tilting down.

It turned out to be lime powder!

Uncle Fang looked at the lime powder in front of him, and immediately lowered his head slightly, waved his arms, and the true energy came out of his body, stirring up the roaring wind and blowing it all away.

Duan Yuanchen knew that he was far from Master Fang's opponent. After throwing out the lime powder, he immediately put his foot down and flew backwards. At the same time, he threw a flying thorn, then twisted his waist, and he was already facing Fang Muye, running quickly.

Come.

It was as fierce as a tiger, and the horses under Fang Muye were suddenly frightened, restless, and trampled with their hooves. However, Fang Muye restrained them in time, but they did not run away.

It's just that the forest path is not wide to begin with, and if the horses move around, the road will be blocked.

Duan Yuanchen's brows were high, his face full of anger, and he shouted loudly: "Get out of the way!"

At the same time, he punched with a surge of true energy and fierce force. It was obvious that he had no regard for the life and death of the horse and the people on it.

The cold light in Fang Muye's eyes disappeared for a moment. He turned his wrist and struck out with a palm. The powerful Qi was like a huge wave, sending Duan Yuanchen flying back.

At this time, Uncle Fang's true energy spread out the lime dust, he caught the flying thorn with his right hand, and was chasing him this way. When he saw Duan Yuanchen retreating involuntarily, he immediately took a step, and sidestepped Duan Yuanchen's body.

At that moment, Yangshou inserted the flying thorn in his hand into the back of his head.

Fang Muye's eyes lit up. Uncle Fang's staggered posture was a combination of the dragon and snake shapes in Xingyi Fist. The way he thrust out the flying thorn in his hand was the drilling punch of Xingyi Fist, which contained a powerful force.

Gun intent.

Although the skull was hard, the flying thorn in Uncle Fang's hand was as easy as poking through a window paper. The panic on Duan Yuanchen's face had not dissipated. He let out a whimper and fell to the ground motionless.

The flying thorn was inserted into the back of Duan Yuanchen's head, and a quarter of it was still exposed. There was no blood on the wound, but blood flowed from Duan Yuanchen's mouth and nose.

However, when the flying thorn penetrated, it passed through a point of force and shocked his whole body, causing internal congestion and blood to flow out from his mouth and nose.

Uncle Fang stood three meters in front of the horse, hugged his fists towards Fang Muye, and said, "Fang Er, thank you sir for helping me."

But I was also very surprised in my heart. My nephew Duan Yuanchen was at the perfect state of Xiao Zhoutian, and he was also a master in the martial arts world. He knocked back the man in front of him with one palm. He didn't expect that at such a young age, his kung fu was so good.

At such a high level, he has reached the level of Great Zhou Tian, ​​which is the same level as himself.

Fang Muye raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? So it's Mr. Fang Er of Xingyiquan." After saying that, he jumped off the horse and cupped his fists in front of Fang Er in salute: "Cui Daoning, I have met Mr. Fang."

Fang Er asked: "Do you recognize me?"

Fang Muye smiled: "I heard from Boss Cha about you. He said that you were his boxer and taught him Xingyiquan."

Fang Er's body seemed to relax and he said politely: "It turns out that you are a friend of Boss Cha, sorry."

He looked at Duan Yuanchen's body and continued: "Mr. Cui, please forgive me. Although my nephew has harmed a fellow disciple and deserves to be punished, after all, he is a member of the same disciple and cannot be left to die in the wilderness."

Fang Muye saw that Fang Er's Xingyiquan was extremely accomplished, and he wanted to discuss it with him, but now he heard the euphemistic meaning in his words, so he gave up and immediately clasped his fists and said: "Mr. Fang, please do it yourself.

I have to go on my way, so I’ll go and say goodbye first.”

Fang Er cupped his fists and said, "Farewell."

Fang Muye smiled, got on the horse, gently pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse walked around Duan Yuanchen's body and left the place.

When Fang Er saw that Fang Muye was ten meters away, his body finally relaxed completely and he went to find a place to bury Duan Yuanchen's body.
Chapter completed!
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