Wang Ren's jaw almost dropped when he saw this scene.

In principle, it is basically not difficult to do this. It is nothing more than running the true energy to squeeze the intracranial meridians and drawing the energy and blood into the acupuncture points, thereby creating the illusion of a stroke.

What's difficult is having the courage to go out and embarrass yourself.

General Si Tianjian suddenly fell ill in public, and according to insiders, he was suspected to have been seen in Wase the day before yesterday - this news is very explosive when you think about it, and it will definitely affect your career.

Those with eyesight in the crowd were the first to recognize him, "General Wu? Isn't this General Wu Qing from Si Tianjian?"

"Spread out, don't crowd together, let him breathe."

"I had a drink with him in Bianjing a few years ago. He was so strong that he could tear apart tigers and leopards with his hands, but he fell ill in the blink of an eye..."

Next to his ears, Wang Ren's brain was buzzing with the noise. He could only see the mouths of the spectators opening and closing. The noise gradually turned into a harsh white noise, pulling him away from the world little by little.

.

Dimly, he seemed to see the corners of Wu Qing's eyes getting wet.

Maybe you are saying goodbye to your past self?

The movement under the rosette quickly attracted the attention of Nan'an Temple. The monk's body shook slightly unnoticeably, and a trace of anxiety flashed across his childish face.

Why did it happen at this time?

"Keep your mind, stay upright, immovable, pure..."

The four eminent monks under the seat suddenly recited mantras in low voices. The master responsible for guiding the ritual also reacted and immediately stepped forward to carry Wu Qing out.

Even if he was going to get a bad reputation afterwards, he didn't care about that much at the moment and wanted to ensure that the ceremony went smoothly no matter what.

As soon as several monks caught up with Wu Qing's hands and feet, their vision suddenly blurred, and they heard a muffled sound like banging drums, and they were all forced to take a few steps back.

Seeing this, the master hurriedly said: "Wang Dutou, what does this mean?!"

Wang Ren's expression remained unchanged. He flicked his sleeves and stood in front of Wu Qing. He cupped his fists towards the master and said, "It's not that someone is ignorant of the general situation and deliberately wants to damage Nan'an Temple. It's actually because he had no choice but to make this move. General Wu and someone share the same brotherhood.

Since he is sick, how can I just sit back and watch? I hope the master will take pity on me so that I can gain a few inches of foothold in this class and treat his injuries and cure his illness."

After that, he took out a bag of heavy gold and silver from his sleeves and raised it above his head. He glanced around at the crowd and said loudly: "Spells! Magical powers! Pills! No matter what it is, as long as it can cure him, he will be cured."

There will be a lot of gold in return!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone who had been watching the excitement suddenly became more active.

"Here I come! I have the Silkworm Hing Talisman of the Sanjing Sect, I guarantee that the talisman will cure the disease!"

"My uncle is the chief minister of Qi Bo Hall, and he happens to have a pill that can cure this disease."

"As the saying goes, medicine is divided into three parts poison. I'm afraid General Wu's body can't bear it now. I have a magical power called Restoration and Resurrection Technique. It's neutral and peaceful, so it's perfect."

Wang Ren glanced at Monk Rujue from the corner of his eye and saw that he was still meditating with his eyes closed, and the chill between his brows became even worse.

"Whoever cures him first will have the magical power of the Dragon Gate Sect as a gift!"

What? There are also magical powers from the Dragon Gate Sect, first come first served?

Queue? What queue?

I don't know who used the magical power first, but as the first ray of light lit up, the situation completely turned into chaos.

Using the talisman to activate the talisman directly, and the elixir to quickly lift up the true energy for refining, all kinds of brilliance came one after another, like dragons and snakes dancing, like streams of light piercing the sky, all pouring into Wu Qing's body, until he was beaten on the floor.

twitch.

However, the first round of fierce offensive did not seem to have the desired effect. Wu Qing was stunned for a long time without saying a word. Just as everyone was taking a breath, someone suddenly said: "So many strong medicines have been poured into the body."

You can’t feel better even if you go in? It’s not like you’re possessed by evil spirits, right…”

After a brief silence, the eyes of another group of people lit up.

"You are so vain here, look at my Yang Lei Zhengfa!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, just drive my soul-seizing nail into his Laogong acupoint, and the evil spirit will definitely be driven out!"

More people swarmed forward and surrounded Wu Qing, showing off their magical powers. Nan'an Temple wanted to stop him but couldn't get in, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

As the initiator of all this, Wang Ren listened coldly to the noise around him and slowly retreated into the crowd.

These people have learned a lot and have all kinds of strange methods. With their cover, even Nan'an Temple would have a hard time catching him in this chaos.

At this point, the water has been muddied, and the time is ripe to take action immediately.

"Stop the electricity! General Wu is almost burnt!"

Wu Qing is still trying his best, how can I lag behind others!

Wang Ren's eyebrows stood up, and he performed several hand gestures with one hand, then slapped the ground with his palm, and his whole body suddenly burrowed into the ground!

Supernatural power·Tiangang Five Elements Escape!

The four eminent monks under the lotus seat were suddenly alert. The robe of one of them suddenly fluttered, and his demeanor was as majestic as the angry-eyed Vajra. He shouted: "How dare any traitor to break into the Dharma altar! Jingming, go and protect the Dragon King statue!"

"Yes, Master Ci Nian."

The master hurriedly clasped his hands together, and suddenly the Buddha's light shone brightly beneath his feet. He swept up the monks and rushed around the lotus platform towards the backyard.

As soon as Nan'an Temple left, the tops of the beams supporting the main hall suddenly rippled like water waves, and a blurry shadow quietly poked its head out, gradually shaping into a human shape.

The next moment, the escaping light suddenly rose and pointed directly at Monk Rujue on the lotus platform!

"How brave!"

Master Ci Nian snorted coldly, and waved his monk's robe to create a large handprint with ten thousand characters. The speed was actually a few points faster than the escaping light!

Wang Ren was startled. Before he could touch Rujue, he was slapped against the wall by a palm. The big handprint appeared through his body. There was a sound of cracking ribs, and his chest was visibly dented.

Behind him, the shadow of the whip-wielding spirit officer flashed past, and then quickly disintegrated.

Master Ci Nian frowned slightly and said in an unkind tone: "The Heavenly King's Talisman of Life? When did the Longmen Sect get rid of people like you who are crowing like chickens and robbers like dogs?"

Wang Ren was sitting softly against the wall, feeling miserable, but a vague smile appeared on his usually expressionless face.

The fingertips of his left hand were burning talisman fragments, while his right hand was holding a scripture!

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Master Ci Nian waved his monk's robe again, and the second palm came in an instant.

At this critical moment, a terrifying wave of air suddenly burst out from the crowd, knocking many people to the ground.

Bang!!

A strong figure suddenly moved in front of Wang Ren, resisting the big hand seal without even shaking his feet!

Wang Ren was startled. When he saw the appearance of the person clearly, he could hardly speak and said: "Wu Qing, you, you..."

It's no wonder that he was surprised. At this time, Wu Qing's eyes were as big as an ox, his face was red, his muscles were bulging, and his veins were bulging. He looked more than a few times bigger than usual, like a large upright ape.

Seems like.

Whoever looks at it is not afraid.

Wu Qing blew out two long pillars of air from the tip of his nose, and said with a squeak: "I'm so fucking full! Have you got it?"

"got it……"

"Where to go?!"

"backyard."

"Walk!"

Wu List picked up Wang Ren with his hands, forgetting all the movement and escape skills, stomping with one foot, and completely plowing through Wang Ren in a crushing manner.

Monk Jingming, who was previously lured away by Wang Ren, happened to come back from the backyard to support him, and bumped into him head-on.

"Uncle Master, there's nothing behind...what the hell is this?!"

"Everyone get out of the way!"

Wu Qing didn't talk too much, and blasted forward with his fist as big as a casserole, which was filled with powerful energy, immediately shaking all the monks off their backs.

With the blessing of numerous elixirs and magical powers, this punch can be regarded as the pinnacle of his career, and he is unstoppable!

"Stop him!"

Not only Nan'an Temple, but all the masters who came to watch the ceremony also reacted and joined the team chasing Wu Qing. The group rushed into the backyard in a mighty manner.

The backyard is much smaller than the main hall. There is a statue of the Dragon King in the middle and an offering table and Buddhist treasures are placed around it. It was originally used for the holy ceremony, but with the influx of people, there was soon only a mess left.

No matter how hard Wu Qing fought, he couldn't withstand the siege of so many people. Within a few rounds, he was forced into a desperate situation. He forced the pagoda to hold the statue in front of Wang Ren and said anxiously: "We're in the backyard, what next?!

"

Wang Ren held the scripture in one hand and touched the Dragon King statue with the other hand. His expression was solemn and he murmured to himself: "Give it some time."

"The time I give you is of no use to you, just see if they give it to you!"

"I'm not a Zen person. How can I get started so quickly? Why don't you come?"

"You fucking..."

Having said that, Wang Ren also knew that Wu Qing could not hold on for long. He gritted his teeth and walked up to the crowd and shouted: "Everyone, wait a minute! A certain person is the Huainan Daoist who established the Sifeizhou Soldiers and Horses Headquarters and learned from Qianyuan Dongyun in Longmen Mountain."
To be continued...