Chapter 227 (1/2)
With this in mind, he had a bold plan in mind. He laughed and said to Fang Mingxuan, ”Mr. Fang, you have to make up your mind about the establishment of the Wulin alliance.”
Fang Mingxuan heard this sentence as a sign of showing his good will. He was very happy and said to the crowd, ”the leader has been elected, but the rest of us should choose the leader's assistant according to their level.”
With that, he nodded to a man next to him. This man is a master of transforming strength. He stepped onto the stage and said in a deep voice, ”no eyes. Please stop your martial arts friends. Don't hurt your harmony.”
Zhang Jun and Fang Mingxuan left Yuchan Ping temporarily. Down the mountain, they boarded a broad bamboo cutting. Standing on the bamboo stump, Fang Mingxuan stares at Zhang Jun coldly and says, ”friend, you've ruined our Fang family's affairs!”
Zhang Jun: ”Wulin conference, all friends on Xijiang road can participate. I'm sorry for Maitreya's death, but he's not good at it. ”
”Who did it before?” He asked coldly, ”did you have a plan in advance?”
Zhang Jun laughed and said, ”there is no fraud in war. It's strange that Maitreya is careless. That man is a friend of mine. You can rest assured that he will not interfere in the affairs of the Wulin assembly again. ”
Fang Mingxuan was surprised. This ”Hong Dabao” was obviously an expert at holding pills. In addition, Zhang Jun knew that Mingxuan would handle the rest of the affairs in the Wulin conference by himself and would not let outsiders interfere. He didn't care. He was the ”leader of Wulin” only in name. Without the support of fangs and xueshoutang, he could only play with himself.
”Well, I'll see you in three days.” After Zhang Jun finished, he put himself on the bamboo cutting, and lightly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, landed on the Bank of the river and strode away.
After seeing Zhang Jun leave, Fang Mingxuan immediately dials a telephone number: ”kill the elder, things have changed...”
Zhang Jun turned around in Longhu Mountain, and felt that no one was following him. He went to meet the master of holding Dan at the appointed place.
In an ordinary small hotel, the tall and thin man sat pale at the head of the bed, his chest clothes dotted with blood. Seeing Zhang Jun come in, he asked faintly, ”did you succeed?”
Zhang Jun nodded, then sat down slowly and said, ”I broke three ribs. My liver was broken, but it's not serious.”
”You are better than me. My liver, spleen and kidney are cracked, my intestines are broken, and seven ribs are broken. It's really not worth the loss.”
Zhang Jun said: ”it seems that my friend worked hard. If you hadn't paid such a high price to shock the internal organs of the bloody hand Maitreya, I would not have won.”
Looking at you, you can cure me so thin
”Yes.” Zhang Jun nodded, ”but I want to recover from the injury first. You should bear with it first.”
The tall and thin man said, ”thank you very much. You can call me Mo San.”
”Mo San?” Zhang Jun's mind moved, thinking of his previous moves and bearing, he said, ”I heard that Mohism has been passed down for thousands of years. Are you a descendant of Mohism?”
Zhang Jun heard about Mohism from GE Xiaoxian. Although the Warring States has always been a very small number of inheritors of the Mohist school, it is known that the number of inheritors is very high.
Mo San didn't expect that Zhang Jun could tell the truth. He was very surprised: ”my Mohist inheritance is secret. I didn't expect you to know it.”
”It's very rare that Mohism can be passed down to the present. Today, I have thought of Mohism when you have the invincible bearing of benevolence in your moves. No one else has such spirit.”
”Mohist martial arts first attach importance to the spirit, after the spiritual sublimation, the physical body will naturally be strong.” Ink three positive color way.
Zhang Jun asked: ”brother Mo's participation in this matter is not only for the 200 contributions?”
”I'm sorry to tell you, but you can guess.” With that, Mo San closed his eyes for meditation.
Zhang Jun asked for nothing, so he secretly used the golden light of Buddha's eyes to repair the injury. By the time it was dark, he had recovered from his injuries and stood up.
Mo San then opened his eyes and asked, ”is it OK to hurt so fast?”
Zhang Jun said: ”it has not recovered completely, but it has been able to cure brother Mo's injury.” Then he was told to turn his back and relax his Qi and blood.
Mo San was very cooperative in doing it. When Zhang Jun pointed Yi Yang at his acupoints, he immediately brightened his eyes and said, ”the name of Yiyang is not empty.”
”If you don't want to make a mistake in the treatment, you'd better keep your mouth shut.”
As expected, Mo San closed his mouth obediently. He relaxed his mind, and then looked inside himself to see how Zhang Jun treated his body, so as to reveal the mystery.