Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another half a month has passed.

During this half month, Xu Xian, who had practiced martial arts for more than 20 days, finally passed the three levels of body building and gained the qualification to break through the Qi Sea.

Although Xu Xian is only fourteen years old now, his height has reached 1.85 meters. He has strong muscles all over his body and is strong enough to lift a tripod. His skin is as hard as iron and invulnerable to swords and guns.

If a man like this were placed in the army, armed with weapons and armor, he would definitely be an unparalleled warrior who could charge into the battle line.

In terms of cultivation alone, Xu Xian can be said to have made great progress under the selfless feeding of Master Zishan.

However, such drastic changes may also arouse suspicion from friends and family around you, leading to some unpleasant consequences.

Taking this into consideration, Master Zishan officially showed up and went to Xu Xian's sister's house. He had a detailed conversation with the couple all night, and finally made them agree to send Xu Xian to Ziyang Temple on the mountain as a disciple.

In addition, he also refined a jade pendant with the function of distorting body shape and face, and asked Xu Xian to wear it close to his body.

After so much hard work, the day of harvest has finally arrived.

As the sun rose, Master Zishan sat cross-legged in the cave, staring intently at the system panel in front of him that only he could see.

As early as after Xu Xian crossed the three realms of body building, he completed the task of [Teaching and Learning], and obtained a hundred years of cultivation and three chances to draw lots.

But at that time he did not draw the lottery immediately, but instead went up to the altar to perform a ritual, prying into the heavens, and finally calculated an auspicious day with the best fortune, which was the sunrise at this moment.

"Now!"

There was a gleam of light in Master Zishan's eyes, and he immediately chose to draw the lottery, and it was three consecutive draws without reservation!

"bite--"

"The lottery is over!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the immortal earth-based technique "Qian Kun Zhen Yue Gong"!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Immortal Martial Nuclear Technique "Nuclear Explosion Fist"!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the immortal secret technique "The Great Five Elements Seal"!"

Hearing the system prompt sounding in his mind, Master Zishan didn't have time to be happy before he realized that a large amount of unfamiliar information began to burst out continuously in his mind as if a fountain had been opened up.

He quickly closed his eyes and began to digest the information about the martial arts that appeared out of nowhere.

After a long time, Master Zishan opened his eyes and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Each of these three skills is a rare magical skill in this world. It is no wonder that he specially selected an auspicious day to perform the ritual.

"Qian Kun Zhen Yue Gong" is an immortal martial art that can directly reach the Golden Immortal realm. It comes with many spells and magical powers, and focuses on the earth element, which just matches his true body.

"Nuclear Explosion Fist" is a pseudo-nuclear immortal martial arts boxing technique that can decompose energy particles and simulate the process of nuclear fission to obtain explosive driving force and exponentially increasing destructive power.

There is no doubt that this is definitely a magical boxing skill that Master Zishan has never seen before, and it is similar to the self-destruction technique of the demon disintegration and body transformation into a nuclear bomb that he improved in his previous life.

As for the last "Great Five Elements Seal", it is an extremely powerful fighting skill.

Its power and difficulty of practicing are far beyond the magical powers that Master Zishan practiced in his previous life.

After just a moment's thought, Master Zishan had figured out the destination of these three skills.

Both "Qian Kun Zhen Yue Gong" and "Da Wu Xing Yin Fa" are immortal techniques, and are extremely suitable for his body of earth and stone. They can be used as the modified techniques for his practice in this life.

As for "Nuclear Explosion Fist", although it requires some basic knowledge of mathematics, physics and chemistry, Master Zishan feels that this should not be a problem for Xu Xian.

Therefore, he decided to draw on the principles of "Nuclear Explosion Fist" and tailor a set of martial arts internal skills for Xu Xian, and then simplify the complete Nuclear Explosion Fist before teaching it to him.

The reason for doing this is mainly because Xu Xian's body is too fragile to withstand the explosive driving force of the Nuclear Explosion Fist.

At least he had to wait until Xu Xian passed the three levels and nine dangers and cultivated the secret treasure of Qi Hai before he could be taught the real "Nuclear Explosion Fist".

So, for the next three months, Master Zishan stayed in seclusion and focused on practicing his skills and simplifying his magic.

He entrusted Xu Xian with an important task and made him the acting abbot of Ziyang Temple.

Of course, although he was called the acting abbot, he was actually just a security guard. After all, Ziyang Temple was not well-known and refused to receive guests. In the past three months, apart from Xu Xian's sister and brother-in-law, only Bai Yuting came to visit.

On this day, at Bao Gong's residence in Kaifeng Prefecture, a heroic young man in a blue shirt came to visit.

But after knocking on the door for a long time, no one answered. The heroic young man thought something was wrong, so he jumped up and climbed over the wall to go in.

When they arrived at the backyard, they saw four men pacing back and forth outside the study, rubbing their hands anxiously and sighing. The heroic young man paused, knowing that things might not be as he thought, so he hurried forward and said:

"Wang Chao, Ma Han, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, why are you all wandering outside this study? Has something happened to Lord Bao?"

The four men came over after hearing the voice, and immediately showed joy on their faces, saying, "Brother Zhan, you are finally back, why didn't the servants inform you?"

There is no doubt that the heroic young man is the famous Southern Hero Zhan Zhao.

At this time, hearing Wang Chao and Ma Han's words, Zhan Zhao shook his head and said, "I waited outside the door for a long time, but no one responded. I was worried that something might have happened in Bao Gong's mansion, so I climbed over the wall and entered the mansion."

Ma Han suddenly realized: "So that's why. Maybe the guards were taken away by Bao Xing."

Bao Xing was Bao Zheng's servant and governor, as well as the chief steward of the Bao residence and Bao Zheng's confidant. Since he would leave with the guards, it must be something extremely important.

Hearing this, Zhan Zhao frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Wang Chao sighed and whispered, "The other day, the master came back from court and was thinking about today's case in the study. Suddenly, his eyes went straight and his body swayed on the chair. After a while, he fell backwards and passed out..."

Zhan Zhao was shocked: "Is this true?" At this moment, he heard anxious footsteps behind him.

Zhan Zhao turned around and saw Bao Xing returning with everyone, hurriedly coming to the door of the study.

"Madam, Master Gongsun is here to diagnose the master's pulse."

It turned out that Bao Xing had brought people to invite Mr. Gongsun!

Zhan Zhao suddenly understood.

At the same time, the lady's anxious voice came from the study.

"Come in quickly!"

After the maid opened the door, Bao Xing and Mr. Gongsun hurried past Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao was worried, so he called out to Bao Xing and then walked into the study with him.

When they arrived in front of the couch in the study, Zhan Zhao and Bao Xing stood aside, looking at the corrupt Bao Gong with frowns on their faces.

He was seen lying on the bed, his brows knitted, his eyes blank, his whole body as stiff as a stone, not moving at all.

"What on earth is going on?"

Zhan Zhao was anxious and worried.

Gongsun Ce sat beside the couch, put his hand on Bao Gong's wrist, and carefully searched for the cause of the disease. He checked the left pulse and said "it's okay". He then checked the right pulse and said "it's strange".

Bao Xing, who was standing beside him, looked anxious and asked hurriedly, "Sir, do you know what the master's illness is?"

Gongsun Ce frowned and said, "From what I can see, the Prime Minister's six pulses are normal and he has no symptoms!"

As he spoke, he touched Bao Gong's forehead again and listened to his breath, finding nothing unusual, as if he was just asleep.

"It's really strange!" Gongsun Ce turned his head and said, "Please tell me one by one of the symptoms that the Prime Minister had before."

Bao Xing nodded repeatedly and recounted what had just happened in the study.

After listening to it, Zhan Zhao found that it was exactly the same as what Wang Chao had just said, and it was obviously the fact.

The more Gongsun Ce listened, the more puzzled he became. He had no idea where the illness came from, so he could only ask Bao Xing to comfort his wife first, and then write a letter of sickness for Bao Gong, to be presented in the court at five o'clock the next day.

The next day, the emperor heard the report and immediately sent an imperial physician to Kaifeng Prefecture to diagnose the patient's pulse, but he was unable to determine what the disease was.

After several days, Bao Gong lay on the couch, unconscious and unaware of what was happening. If it were not for Mr. Gongsun, who was well versed in medicine and came to the study from time to time to take Bao Gong's pulse and take care of him, Bao Gong would have collapsed long ago.

By the evening of the fifth day, Bao Gong's mansion was filled with anxiety and the atmosphere was heavy.

Zhan Zhao, Wang Chao, Ma Han and the other two stood outside the study, looking silently at the study next door.

All five of them were once well-known figures in the underworld. How could they have fallen into such a depressing situation?

But there was no way. No matter how skilled they were in martial arts, they were helpless in the face of Bao Gong's strange disease.

After a long silence, Ma Han suddenly asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhan, you have traveled a lot and have seen a lot. Do you have any idea about this matter?"

Zhan Zhao sighed, shook his head, and was about to speak when he suddenly frowned, circulated his true energy, and moved his feet.

"call out--"

A stone flew out from beside his feet and shot towards the roof of a side house ten steps away.

Wang Chao, Ma Han, and Zhang Long called out to the four men, who stood up suddenly, drew their swords, and shouted sternly, "Who?!"

From the eaves, a slender hand holding a stone stretched out, followed by a handsome smiling face.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Zhao's face darkened and he immediately jumped up and landed on the eaves.

"It's you again... Where's the official silver?"

Zhan Zhao placed his right hand on the Juque sword, his eyes fixed on Bai Yuting's handsome face.

Bai Yutang laughed loudly, then stretched out his right hand, used two fingers to crush the stone, causing it to fall between his fingers, and said in a leisurely tone, as if with a hint of meaning: "It has been distributed to thousands of households!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Zhao's face changed, and he sighed and said, "Why is this necessary?"

Bai Yutang said with a smile: "As the saying goes, money cannot buy my happiness, so why do you have to ask so much, Brother Zhan?"

Zhan Zhao's face turned cold, and he said, "Bai Yutang, relying on your extraordinary martial arts skills, you even dared to break into the Prime Minister's residence at night. Do you really think I can't take you down?"

Seeing Zhan Zhao's cold face, as if he was about to draw his sword, Bai Yutang waved his hand and said, "Hey, Brother Zhan, don't be impulsive. I came here because I heard that Bao Gong was ill. I came to the Prime Minister's Mansion out of kindness to relieve your worries."

"……oh?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhan Zhao paused in his movements.

Wang Chao, Ma Han and the other three who had just jumped onto the roof were also startled and asked quickly, "Do you have a solution?"

Bai Yutang smiled slightly and said leisurely, "Of course, I don't know anything about the art of hanging pots, but I have traveled all over the country over the years and have met several hidden masters. Why don't I introduce them to you?"