Chapter 202: The Power of Ice Silkworm

The four horses galloped towards the bamboo pavilion with their manes and hooves raised, and the four passengers dismounted.

When everyone looked at the four men, the first one was dressed in black, had a thin figure, two rat moustaches, and a fierce look.

The second person was wearing a khaki robe. He was also skinny, but tall, with drooping eyebrows, a sickly face, and a vicious look.

The third person was wearing a maroon robe, had a sturdy build, a square face with big ears, and a thick gray beard under his chin. He looked like a wealthy businessman.

The last person was wearing a dark blue scholar's robe, was about fifty years old, and had squinted his eyes, as if he had read too much and damaged his eyesight.

Several people looked around and looked at Feng Yi and his group. They felt that this group of people were all strange. Some of them were holding musical instruments, some were looking at the layout of the courtyard, some were stomping around the pavilion like they were performing an opera, and some were whispering with a woman. Anyway, this group of people didn't even look at them.

Only a few monks looked normal. The most noteworthy one was an old man with a tall and strong figure and white beard and eyebrows, but his back was curled up like a shrimp due to being tied up.

When the others saw him describing his pain, the monks remained indifferent. They thought this was against the Buddha's will and were secretly surprised.

The burly man looked at Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong, bowed and said, "Excuse me, two masters. May I ask for your Dharma name?"

Xuan Nan clasped his hands together and said, "This is my old monk Xuan Nan! This is my fellow apprentice Xuan Tong!"

The four of them were horrified, and the man in black laughed and said, "It's really hard to find it..."

The burly man interrupted and said, "So you are the head monk of Shaolin Temple's Dharma Hall. Excuse me!"

Xuan Nan smiled and said, "I dare not!"

The burly man said, "I am Deng Baichuan, this is my second brother Gong Yeqian." He pointed at the scholar, then pointed at the man in yellow and said, "This is my third brother Bao Bu Tong..."

The man in black rushed to say, "I am a gust of wind, Feng Bo'e!"

Deng Baichuan said, "We are all subordinates of Master Murong of Gusu. A few days ago, we saw Master Xu Zhu of your temple spreading invitations to heroes throughout the martial arts world. That's when we learned that your temple was going to hold a martial arts conference."

Feng Bo continued, "You want to make things difficult for me, Gusu Murong, but this unrestrained little monk is pedantic and doesn't have the generosity and generosity of a martial artist. Although he is a monk, he is nothing like the world-famous Shaolin monks. He doesn't even dare to fight me!"

Xuan Tong raised his white eyebrows and asked, "What have you done to my disciple?"

Deng Baichuan said: "Master, don't worry. Everyone knows that the masters of Shaolin Temple are all highly skilled in martial arts. Monks who are just starting to learn martial arts are not allowed to step out of the mountain gate. My fourth brother saw that Master Xuzhu must be a first-class fighter since he came down from the mountain, so he wanted to compete with him.

But Master Xuzhu said that he came down the mountain not because he had mastered martial arts, but because your temple had sent many disciples to deliver letters everywhere, and there was a shortage of manpower, so he was ordered to make up the numbers. He originally had ten hero invitations when he met us, but he only delivered four. After giving us one, he went to deliver the other five. "

Xuan Nan and the others already knew that Feng Bo had a bad habit of fighting with others, so after hearing this, they felt relieved.

Although Feng Yi was teasing Ah Zi, he was keeping an eye on all directions and listening carefully. After hearing several names, he was secretly wondering, "So, Xu Zhu didn't come to Leigushan?"

In the original plot, because Qiao Feng rescued A Zi and injured the people of Xingxiu Sect, A Zi even revealed that Qiao Feng was her brother-in-law. Ding Chunqiu ran to the Beggars' Sect to find Qiao Feng, and on the way he met Gusu Murong's men, Xuan Nan, Xu Zhu and others.

You Tanzhi struck Xuan Tong with a palm and injured Bao Bu Tong and the others. They went to find Doctor Xue for treatment, but were abducted by Ding Chunqiu and taken to Leigushan Mountain.

This time, Feng Yi changed Qiao Feng's fate. He did not help A Zi to repel the Xingxiu Sect, and Ding Chunqiu would not go to the Beggars' Sect to cause trouble for Qiao Feng. At that time, he met Gusu Murong, Xu Zhu, Xuan Nan and others.

Among Gusu Murong's four great ministers, none of them were evil, so Xu Zhu was naturally safe and sound and continued to send invitations.

Feng Yi didn't expect that he could change someone else's fate with just a wave of his hand. While he was thinking, he heard Feng Bo say, "Master Xuannan is the head of the Shaolin Temple's Dharma Academy. I have long heard of his extraordinary skills. Today is a good opportunity for me to learn from him."

Xuan Nan smiled slightly and said, "I and Junior Brother Xuan Tong have followed the abbot's order to go to the residence of Mr. Murong in Yanziwu, Jiangnan, to present the invitation. This is already the third time, but we meet the four of you here by chance. It must be a deep connection." As he spoke, he took out a big red invitation from his arms.

Deng Baichuan took it with both hands and saw the eleven characters "Respectfully presented to Gusu Yanziwu Donor Murong" written on the envelope. He said, "The two masters are Shaolin monks of great virtue, and are highly respected in the martial arts world. They have taken the trouble to come to our village. Gusu Murong clan is really honored. We have received this heroic invitation and will report it to you as soon as possible. On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Laba Festival, your master Murong will surely go to your temple to worship Buddha, personally thank the Shaolin monks, and explain the various misunderstandings in front of all the heroes in the world."

Xuan Nan thought to himself, "You said 'all kinds of misunderstandings', could it be that Senior Brother Xuan Bei was not killed by you, the Murong clan?"

Suddenly, Feng Bo shouted, "If the Shaolin Sect wants to make trouble for the Gusu Murong Sect, there is no need to hold a hero conference. I am here to learn the skills of the Shaolin Sect masters."

As he spoke, he was ready to take action.

Deng Baichuan said: "Fourth brother, no!"

Bao Bu Tong said, "No, no! When we get to Shaolin Temple, if we say that the Murong family didn't kill anyone, Shaolin Temple will definitely not believe us. They will still fight in the end. As the saying goes, it's better to fight early than late."

Feng Bo said: "Third brother is right, the death of those people has nothing to do with our Gusu Murong clan, but I think you will not believe me.

Since I can't explain it clearly, I'll have to use my hands to see the real thing.

Xu Zhu couldn't beat him, but Master Xuan Nan could. It's like us beating gongs and drums before a play, or saying a paragraph of "First Victory" before a script. It's lively and exciting.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Feng came to Shaolin Temple again. He started from the bottom and beat them up one by one. It was so fun!

But after fighting with 17 or 18 people at most, Feng was covered with wounds and could no longer fight. It was impossible for him to fight with Abbot Xuanci. But now, it is also a chance to fight with Master Xuannan..."

“Hehe…”

Feng Bo'e was talking happily when he suddenly heard the girl's sweet laughter. He turned around and saw Ah Zi saying, "It's better to strike early than late. No wonder Gusu Murong has such a great reputation. It turns out there are two of them. This girl really deserves a lesson!"

Feng Bo laughed evilly and said, "Young lady, you have extraordinary insights. I would like to hear more about it!"

Ah Zi said: "My subordinate is like this, so you can imagine what the master will think. If I am so unreasonable, I will not be able to have no reputation in the martial arts world!"

Ah Zi and Feng Yi were very close friends, so when a few people came, they thought they were just gangsters looking for trouble and trouble, so they didn't take it seriously.

After all, there were so many masters here, who could possibly get away with it? She was just responsible for watching the fun, but who would have thought that these four people were actually Gusu Murong's subordinates, which violated her taboo.

After all, Feng Yi's only stain in the martial arts world was that he fled in panic when facing Murong Fu. How could she not seek revenge for her lover?

These words made the faces of the four Murong family retainers change color, but they heard a Xingxiu Sect disciple say: "The 'worldly saint' is right, Gusu Murong is nothing, he once roasted my second senior brother like a roasted pig, and he took 40,000 taels of silver to buy peace!"

Bao Bu Tong yelled, "Bullshit, bullshit!" Before he finished speaking, he shook his body, used his inner strength, and grabbed the disciple's chest.

Deng Baichuan said: "Third brother, stop it!"

Bao Bu Tong waited for his turn but looked at his elder brother.

Deng Baichuan looked at Ah Zi and said slowly, "Is the girl a disciple of the Xingxiu Sect?"

It turned out that on that day, Qinjiazhai and Qingcheng Sect were robbed by Mo Yunzi of Xingxiu Sect. Qinjiazhai lost 20,000 taels of silver. Sima Lin, the leader of Qingcheng Sect, was captured. They were asked to pay 20,000 taels of silver to ransom him. They happened to meet Bao Bu Tong who was rushing to reunite with Murong Fu.

Both gangs were conquered by Bao Bu Tong, who gave them the "Swallow" flag and told them there was trouble. Gusu Murong had no choice but to help and naturally could not sit idly by.

In the original plot, Qiao Feng and Azhu returned from Yanmen Pass and went to Weihui in Henan, Tai'an in Shandong, and Tiantai Mountain in eastern Zhejiang successively to find Elder Xu, Shan Zheng, and Master Zhiguang to inquire about the name of the leader.

Finally, they went to Xinyang, Henan, where Ah Zhu pretended to be Bai Shijing to extract information. After the two came out of Mrs. Ma's house, they happened to meet the desperate Bao Bu Tong, Yao Bodang and Zhu Baokun while drinking in the hotel.

Qiao Feng knew that they were all subordinates of Gusu Murong, so he helped them, defeated Mo Yunzi and others from the Xingxiu Sect, and rescued Sima Lin. He thought that he had finally helped Master Murong, and he would take Azhu north and never come back, so he felt at ease.

But this time, because of Feng Yi, Qiao Feng's fate changed greatly. He never went to those places and wasted his time, so during that period of time, he did not meet Bao Bu Tong and others.

But Bao Bu Tong still had to help Qin Jia Zhai and Qingcheng Sect to deal with Xingxiu Sect. However, without the help of masters like Qiao Feng, they were naturally no match for Mo Yunzi and others. In the end, they could only pay 20,000 taels of silver to redeem Sima Lin.

This incident was a great shame and humiliation for Gusu Murong.

However, Mo Yunzi and others who had fought with Bao Bu Tong that day were killed by Feng Yi and Ding Chunqiu one after another, so when Bao Bu Tong saw a few disciples of Xingxiu Sect, he didn't know. But he saw that they were dressed similarly, so he took a look when they passed by.

After all, all the equipment he had used to carry the flag and drum for Ding Chunqiu had been thrown away long ago, and he couldn't be sure. Now, after hearing what the Xingxiu Sect disciple said, he became even more angry. If he hadn't seen that Ah Zi was so young, he would have taken action long ago.

But Ah Zi said timidly: "I used to be a disciple of Xingxiu Sect, but now I am not, so I am going to become the leader of Xingxiu Sect."

She snuggled timidly in Feng Yi's arms, but said such words, which made everyone feel incredible.

Who doesn’t know that the leader of the Xingxiu Sect is the Xingxiu old monster Ding Chunqiu?

As for the fact that Ding Chunqiu was right in front of them, no one knew.

Because they had never seen Ding Chunqiu, no one would equate an old man tied up with his hands and feet with the powerful Star Monster.

Feng Bo laughed and said, "You are more heroic than a man. If you want to be the leader of Xingxiu Sect, you must have something extraordinary. I will teach you!"

He leaped forward, rushed into the hall, and formed his right hand into a claw, grabbing at Feng Yi's shoulder like an eagle or a tiger.

Because A Zi looked only about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was a famous master, he was embarrassed to attack her, so he went straight to attack Feng Yi who was beside her.

From ancient times to the present, holding a beautiful woman in one's arms has always been accompanied by troubles. Feng Yi could understand this and did not take it seriously.

Seeing the fierce wind and strong wind, everyone praised: "Great Eagle Claw Skill!"

Feng Yi raised his left hand slightly, put his two fingers together, and pressed the fingertips towards the "Yangchi" and "Shenmen" acupoints on his wrist.

Feng Bo'e saw that he was very accurate in identifying acupuncture points and shouted, "Great!" He remained calm in the face of danger, suddenly pulled back his right hand, bent his step and twisted his elbow. A dazzling white light appeared, and a single knife appeared in his hand, which he chopped down horizontally.

The evil bandit Feng Bo was nicknamed "a gust of wind", which meant that he acted quickly and the knife was at people's bodies in an instant.

Feng Yi knew that Feng Boye was not a bad person and wanted to play with him, so he did not use his internal force. Unexpectedly, Feng Boye actually moved his sword. He suddenly stretched out two fingers and clamped the blade. The single sword, which was as fast as wind and lightning, seemed to be embedded in the stone and stopped steadily.

Feng Bo'e was startled and quickly twisted his wrist to pull back, but at this time Feng Yi pushed the knife and the handle hit Feng Bo'e's chest.

Feng Bo'e felt a numbness in his chest, and then his right hand was empty, and the sword was dropped. With a sound of snatching, Feng Yi threw it into the ground with a flick of his hand.

Feng Bo'e's face was filled with horror, but suddenly he groaned and fell forward. He supported himself on the ground with his left hand and jumped up, then he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground again.

Feng Bo'e had just made a move, but Feng Yi gently grasped his single blade with two fingers. Everyone was clear-headed and knew that the two men's martial arts skills were very different. However, Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, and Bao Bu Tong were all shocked to see that Feng Yi did not use much strength and his brother suffered a great loss. Gong Yeqian rushed forward to hold him and said, "Fourth brother, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Bo'e's face was pale and he waved his hands as if he had encountered the most terrifying thing in the world. His whole body was shaking, his teeth were chattering, and he couldn't speak.

Ah Ziqi asked, "Hey, why is this person shaking when he was fine? Could he have contracted malaria?"

Everyone was also very puzzled. Regardless of Feng Bo'e's martial arts skills, everyone knew that he was a man of iron. What could make him lose his composure like this? They all looked at Feng Yi, but Feng Yi stared at his hands in a daze, as if he couldn't believe it.

As for the Xingxiu Sect disciples, they couldn't help but cheer loudly.

"Gusu Murong is a clown, how dare he fight with Hero Feng? He is really trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm, he doesn't know whether he lives or dies!"

"Hero Feng sat still and won a complete victory with such overwhelming force. Not only have we never seen anything like it, we have never heard of it!"

"This is an unprecedented feat. If it weren't for Master Feng showing off this skill, people in the martial arts world wouldn't even know that there is such a skill in the world."

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The voices of Xingxiu Sect's disciples praising their achievements naturally rang out at the right time. They all spoke with Western accents, and Deng Baichuan and others, despite their concern, could not hear clearly what they were saying.

Why did Feng Yi bring these people with him and not drive them away? On the one hand, it was to do hard labor, and on the other hand, it was to show off his power, gain emotional value, and feel Ding Chunqiu's style.

However, Feng Bo'e's behavior was really unexpected, because he knew that this person just loved to fight with other people in the martial arts world and had no other problems, so he didn't want to hurt him.

Gongye Qian felt Fengbo's pulse and felt it beating rapidly and hurriedly. He shouted, "You thief!" It turned out that he found that his brother was vaguely poisoned. He hurriedly took out a small bottle from his arms, uncorked it, poured out an antidote and stuffed it into Fengbo's mouth.

Deng Baichuan and Bao Bu Tong moved their bodies to protect the two men. Bao Bu Tong secretly exerted strength in his left hand and was about to attack Feng Yi.

Deng Baichuan shouted: "Wait a minute!"

Bao Bu Tong looked at his eldest brother.

Deng Baichuan saw Feng Yi dressed in bright clothes and had an extraordinary bearing, but his cheeks were white, his nose was eagle-like, his eyes were phoenix-like, his eyebrows were raised, and especially the strand of white hair on his head, although he was handsome, he exuded an inexplicable evil spirit. But he saw that he was looking at his left hand from beginning to end, and didn't look at them at all.

Deng Baichuan said in a hoarse voice: "Why did you hurt people when you attacked?"

Gong Yeqian sneered, "I really misjudged you. I saw that you looked like a talented person, but I didn't see that you were openly fighting with my brothers, but secretly poisoning them!"

Bao Bu Tong said, "That's not right. It's just like the saying goes, gilded exterior, rotten interior. You are surprised by what you have never seen before, second brother!"

Feng Yi came back to his senses after hearing this, smiled softly, and said: "If I say that I have no intention of hurting anyone, do you believe me?"

Feng Yi, this is the truth.

He had just used less than 20% of his strength with the intention of taking away Feng Bo'e's weapon, but the result was unexpected.

You must know that when practicing internal energy, whether it is for strengthening the body or curing diseases, or as the foundation of superior martial arts, water and fire must complement each other, and yin and yang must match each other.

For example, after practicing a certain Yin meridian, you should then practice the Yang meridian of that meridian. In this way, you can proceed step by step, and the Yin and Yang will be harmonized, and your internal strength will gradually increase.

After you have finished practicing the eight yin meridians and eight yang meridians of the hands and feet, and finally reached the Ren and Du meridians, when the sea of ​​yin and yang is opened, water and fire will complement each other, the dragon and the tiger will meet, and yin and yang will be connected, which is the completion of internal strength.

Feng Yi had already mastered his internal strength, with the yin and yang in his body complementing each other. However, he had just inhaled the extremely cold ice silkworm poison last night, which was not completely eliminated, resulting in the yin being stronger than the yang in his body.

Only by using masculine internal force to gradually eliminate the poison of the ice silkworm and harmonize yin and yang, can one greatly increase his power.

He is now extremely yin, and his internal strength is filled with extremely sharp cold energy. Although it is only 20% of his strength, it is mixed with cold poison. Others not only have to resist his internal energy, but also the cold poison. Therefore, his strength is not as strong as before, but the power is not weaker, on the contrary, it is even stronger.

What he needed to prevent was that someone with much stronger internal strength than him would strike back the cold energy into his body. However, except for the Sweeping Monk, no other expert had the ability to do so, so how could he withstand such a small storm with only 20% of his strength?

Feng Yi had not fought with anyone since he had absorbed the ice silkworm. He was surprised, but after a little thought, he understood. He thought, "Although my 20% strength is weaker than before, the power is even greater. This is the same as when Shi Potian drank the poisoned wine. I don't want to hurt anyone, but as long as I use my internal strength, I will definitely hurt someone!"

Gongye Qian's detoxification pills were originally very effective, but after Feng Bowei took them, they disappeared without a trace, and his whole body was trembling, and his teeth were chattering.

Gong Yeqian was anxious and stretched out his hand to feel his breath. Suddenly, a cold wind blew into his palm, chilling his bones. He quickly withdrew his hand and cried, "Oh no, why is it so cold?"

Thinking that the breath he exhaled was so cold, the cold poison in his body must be even more serious. The situation was so critical that there was no time to argue. He turned to Feng Yi and said, "My brother has been poisoned by you. Please give me the antidote."

The poison that Feng Bo'e was poisoned with was the poison of the ice silkworm that contained Feng Yi's internal energy. Where was the antidote? If he had completely eliminated the cold poison, or if he had used his internal energy to absorb the poison before absorbing the cold poison, it would be possible. However, his internal energy was now full of cold and yin poisons, and his yin and yang were out of balance. His body was constantly running true energy to dissolve the cold poison. Once he used his masculine energy to absorb the poison, the conflict would be so intense that his internal energy would not be able to break up. He would be injured at best, or even die at worst. So he said, "Doctor Xue, take a look and see if it's serious."

When several people heard about Doctor Xue, they were very happy because they knew that he had extraordinary medical skills and could revive the dead and heal bones.

Doctor Xue stepped forward to feel Feng Bo'e's pulse, closed his eyes and raised his head, thinking hard, he thought: "Judging from the injuries, this man has the strengths of both good and evil Buddhism and Taoism, and he must have practiced for at least thirty years, but he just pushed lightly!" He turned to look at Feng Yi and saw that his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was concentrating his energy.

I could hear his breathing was light, thin, and long, and his chest was calm, with almost no rise and fall. I couldn't help but think, "The higher the internal strength, the thinner and longer the breathing. He is almost out of breath. The depth of his internal strength is simply terrifying. No wonder he is so powerful!"

Thinking of how he had just pushed me so lightly and had such divine power, he envied me and said, "It would be great if I could be as powerful as him!"

I couldn't help but think: "Compared to the Grandmaster, who is more powerful?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Bao Bu Tong shouting, "Doctor Xue, I asked you to save someone, why are you staring at that kid?"

Doctor Xue snorted in his heart: "I treat illnesses and save people because others ask me to do so. If Feng Yi hadn't asked me to save them, how could I have forgiven you just for what you said?"

Ignoring him, he shook his head and said, "Master Feng, please forgive me for my incompetence. I am really powerless to cure this brother's cold poison. I will not dare to call myself a 'miracle doctor' anymore."

Gong Yeqian murmured, "Master Feng?" Suddenly, his whole body trembled, and he cried out, "Your surname is Feng, are you Feng Yi?"

Feng Yi opened his eyes slightly and said lightly: "Not bad!"

In an instant, Deng Baichuan and others felt their hearts beating like thunder and their throats became dry.

They naturally knew about the grudge between Feng Yi and Murong Fu. These four men were under Murong's command and were powerful fighters with great martial arts skills. However, Feng Yi easily defeated Feng Bo'e with a single blow, leaving him in a state of life and death, and his condition was horrible. How could this be compared to that of the young master?

And he is also going to come to Leigushan today. They are just here to serve as the vanguard. If the two of them bump into each other, how will it end?

Thinking of this, everyone felt horrified and felt threatened.

Ah Zi chuckled and said, "I heard that Gusu Murong is 'returning the favor' and is famous all over the world, so he is as famous as 'Northern Qiao Feng'. It's a pity that the men under him can't stand my big brother's finger, and the others are so scared that they tremble all over when they hear my big brother's name. They dare to replace the name of Murong with the name of Gusu, which is really ridiculous."

She didn't know whether she really found it funny or what, but she was laughing so hard that she was bent over and over, as if this was the funniest thing in the world.

The four officials of Gusu clenched their fists in anger, and Bao Bu Tong's face was distorted. He suddenly shouted, "Do it!" In anger, the eagle claw of his right hand was as sharp as lightning, and went straight to Feng Yi's vital points, as if there was a grudge between them from a previous life.

"Amitabha!" Master Xuan Nan shook his body slightly, and with a light wave of his sleeves, he covered Bao Bu Tong's palm.

There was a muffled sound from Xuan Nan's sleeve, and Bao Bu Tong felt a surge of overwhelming force coming towards him. He felt a slight sweetness in his throat and a dull pain in his chest. He quickly stepped back and felt a heat on his back. It turned out that Deng Baichuan was holding him up.

Xuan Nan's "The Universe in the Sleeve" is so powerful that it is feared by the world. How could Bao Bu Tong be able to defeat this move of holding his palm in his sleeve?

Bao Bu Tong knew that he was no match for his opponent, but he was a perverse person and fearless. He angrily said, "You stinky monk, I'm fighting with someone, why do you want to meddle in my business?"

Xuan Nan smiled slightly and said, "Donor Bao, please be patient!"

Ah Zi smiled and said, "I don't know if the master is merciful or is afraid that the Shaolin Temple's Heroes Conference will be attended by ghosts?"

After hearing this, Bao Bu Tong suddenly realized that if Feng Yi could beat Feng Boye like this, he could also beat him like this. He might never have the chance to go to Shaolin Temple to keep his appointment in this life.

His eyes were almost spitting fire, and suddenly his eyes rolled, and he shouted: "Feng Yi, you can be brothers with Qiao Feng, and you killed the 'Four Evil Men', which is indeed awe-inspiring.

I am just a small soldier of Gusu Murong family, and my martial arts skills are very low. But although my martial arts skills are not good, I am not afraid of death. Today I want to fight with you!"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "As expected of you, Bao Bu Tong, you have guts. How do you want to fight? If you want to fight about yes and no, then forget it. Also, when you talk to me, don't use "old man, old man". I can't stand it!"

He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were shining with light, which made everyone feel cold to the bone.

"Amitabha!"

In order to smooth things over, Master Xuan Nan took out a small wooden box from his arms and said, "The weather is too hot, everyone should not get angry. My sect's 'Six Yang Zhengqi Pills' are very effective in curing cold poison." He opened the lid of the box, took out a blood-red pill, and handed it to Deng Baichuan.

Deng Baichuan thanked him and gave Feng Bo the medicine.

Bao Bu Tong said, "No, no, even if your master is the Buddha who came to the world and can heal my brother's injury, my brother's sin cannot be suffered in vain!"

"I said it was careless, so it was careless!" Feng Yi's expression turned cold: "You have to believe it whether you want to or not. You are not willing to give in, do you want me to kowtow to you and apologize?"

Deng Baichuan said, "I dare not. Your Excellency is too kind. You were careless, but my brother cannot be beaten for nothing. I am not talented enough, but I will learn from you a trick to win people's hearts."

Bao Bu Tong said angrily, "No, no, brother, this is the place I arranged to come to, how can you snatch it from me?"

"Feng Yi, I heard that you have great palm power and have brought down all the evildoers, but I refuse to accept it. I, Bao Bu Tong, bet that you cannot defeat me within a hundred moves. Do you dare?"

(End of this chapter)