Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"Mr. Yuan."

Du Qiaoyun looked worried and asked in a low voice:

"How is my dad doing?"

"Hey!" The doctor with a white beard frowned, shook his head and sighed:

"Master Du was first hit by a sword in the abdomen and then invaded by corpse energy. Although he relied on his strong physique to carry it through, his vitality was also seriously injured."

"Now the corpse energy is swirling in the five internal organs, and it needs to be removed with strong medicine."

"but……"

He looked hesitant:

"The powerful medicine to remove corpse qi is very strong. It would be fine under normal circumstances. But now... I'm afraid that the owner of the museum won't be able to bear it."

"What should we do?" Du Qiaoyun looked anxious:

"It's not an option to continue like this."

When the Panshe Martial Arts School was ordered to go out of the city to suppress the bandits, they failed and were ambushed instead. The owner of the gym, Du Sheng, used all his methods to escape back.

But he was also seriously injured.

Not long after, the Green Wolf bandits were causing trouble in Gu'an County, and Du Sheng had no choice but to take action, resulting in more injuries.

After lying down for so long, my condition has not improved. Instead, the situation is getting worse. If things go on like this, I am afraid that I will die without any medicine or stone.

Du Qiaoyun cannot lose his father.

The Coiling Snake Martial Arts Gym cannot lack its master.

"Ahem!"

Du Sheng was on the hospital bed coughing hard, and someone was patting his back to remove the phlegm. When he spit out some blood foam, he spoke hoarsely:

"Give it a try!"

"father!"

Du Qiaoyun's beautiful eyes were filled with tears and full of worry.

"If I don't fight again, I'm afraid I won't have a chance." Du Sheng forced a smile:

"Don't worry, even the Green Wolf bandits couldn't kill me. I'm just riddled with corpse energy. I don't think they can kill me!"

"It seems that's all we have to do." Doctor Yuan nodded:

"I will adjust the owner's body in the past two months. Miss Du had better make some preparations. If you want to resist the strong medicinal properties, you need to prepare a large amount of ginseng and deer antlers, which are not cheap."

"Don't worry, Mr. Yuan." Du Qiaoyun was busy:

"I will prepare these, and I hope you will continue to use your skills when the time comes."

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

"Tweety."

Du Qiaoyun waved:

"Send Mr. Yuan back and prepare fifty taels of medical expenses."

"yes."

The maid Cui'er came from outside the door and bowed:

"Mr. Yuan, please."

After sending Mr. Yuan away, Du Qiaoyun chatted with his father again, leaving his aunt to take care of him before bending down and exiting the room.

After closing the door, her expression darkened.

"Miss."

Butler He Bo spoke in a low voice:

"Money is flowing like water these days, and the martial arts school is already unable to make ends meet. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy much of the precious medicine that I need to survive."

"Buy as much as you can." Du Qiaoyun gritted his silver teeth and said:

"Nothing can happen to my father!"

"..." Uncle He looked up, with a troubled expression on his face, and then sighed helplessly:

"yes."

The situation at the Coiling Snake Martial Arts School is dire.

During the battle against bandits, not only the owner of the hall, Du Sheng, was seriously injured.

Several of the proud disciples he brought out also suffered heavy casualties. The eldest brother and fourth brother, who had the third level of Qi and blood cultivation, were killed on the spot. Naturally, they could not be owed money for their settlement.

The strength of the martial arts hall has dropped sharply, and some people have made trouble.

The bodyguard business and the winery in the south of the city were in ruins, and all the disciples had different intentions, all of which were placed on Du Qiaoyun.

She didn't dare tell her father for fear that Du Sheng wouldn't be able to bear the blow.

"Young Master!"

At this moment, a person hurried over, panting heavily and stammering:

"Come...come...here comes the high roller!"

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The main hall of the martial arts hall.

Fang Zheng put his hands behind his back and admired the paintings on the wall.

It can be seen that the owner of the Coiling Snake Martial Arts School has quite bold and unrestrained tastes. There must be wild beasts in the landscape paintings, and the handwriting must be bold and unrestrained.

As for my painting skills...

That’s another discussion.

"Master Fang."

A crisp voice sounded.

Fang Zheng turned around after hearing the sound, and saw a woman with skin as good as snow and black hair as thick as a waterfall walking towards her. The blue and green hoops showed off her beautiful figure.

This woman's facial features are profound and meaningful, and her bright eyes have a calm demeanor that is different from the gentleness of other women.

Du Qiaoyun?

It is said that he is a talented warrior who is expected to break through to the third level of Qi and blood transformation this year.

"Young Master."

Founder handed over:

"I've heard about the name of the young master of the museum for a long time, and now that I've met him, he's really well-deserved."

"It's just a false reputation." Du Qiaoyun was also examining Fang Zheng, and the 'businessman' in front of him also had a unique temperament.

Very strange.

But it's very comfortable.

"Master Fang."

She looked at Fang Zheng and said:

"Do you want to come to Panshe Martial Arts School to learn martial arts?"

"Yes and no." Fang Zheng said:

"Fang has heard about the martial arts of the Panshe Martial Arts School for a long time, and naturally wants to learn a few things. However, Fang has another inheritance and needs to borrow someone from your Martial Arts School to use it."

"Oh!" Du Qiaoyun said:

"You might as well talk and listen."

"The name of the method Fang practices is Tai Chi Ting Jin, which requires people to brush up the energy." Fang Zheng said:

"If the young master can help, money is not a problem."

"It turns out that Mr. Fang is here to practice his strength." Du Qiaoyun understood clearly:

"It's easy."

Kung fu is both practiced and played. Kung fu that has not been through actual combat is just stupid kung fu. This principle applies to both worlds.

Practicing martial arts in a martial arts hall naturally requires actual combat.

One battle is worse than a hundred exercises!

Some people will be used as human stakes for others, and they will be beaten in exchange for rewards. Rich disciples in martial arts schools usually use people every now and then, so Fang Zheng's request is not surprising.

Now he stretched out his hand to indicate:

"Practice first?"

Different techniques lead to different training methods. You must be cautious about martial arts such as Eagle Claw Technique and Poison Palm that can easily kill people.

"good."

Fang Zheng nodded and stretched out his hand.

Du Qiaoyun raised his eyebrows and followed his example and touched him. As soon as their hands came into contact, a surge of strength emerged.

This force is not great.

Du Qiaoyun leaned slightly, and then felt his strength change with his movements, trying to throw himself to the ground.

She hurriedly stabilized her lower body, but she felt her body swaying back and forth, and invisible strength surged back and forth between the two of them.

"So powerful!"

Du Qiaoyun took a step back, her beautiful eyes shining:

"I'm sorry that Qiaoyun has little knowledge. I have never heard of Mr. Fang's skill. He can sense the opponent's movements and predict the enemy's opportunities just by physical contact."

"Tingjin, Tingjin, it really lives up to its name!"

After mastering this kind of skill, I am afraid that if I come into contact with it, I will be able to throw people away. Sticky Yi Shiba will not be able to fall like this.

When taking action, he is able to control the situation, which can be described as mysterious and mysterious.

In Du Qiaoyun's view, Tai Chi Tingjin should be a relatively good inheritance, but it is still far from the top inheritance. After all, there are too many restrictions.

"Excessive praise." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"If the young master tries to resist, Fang won't be able to control his strength at all. It seems that it's still early to get started, and I don't know when Dacheng will be."

"If you persevere, you will definitely succeed in learning." Du Qiaoyun said:

"I can arrange for Mr. Fang to gain strength, but in terms of price..."

"Price is not an issue."

"Well, let me first arrange a few people to give Mr. Fang a try."

Du Qiaoyun was not in a hurry to negotiate the price. He first called a few people to give Fang Zheng a try at the martial arts arena, and then asked how they felt.

"strangeness."

Fang Zheng frowned:

"Although these people are good, I always feel that the effect is far less than that of the young master."

"That's how it should be." Du Qiaoyun laughed:

"There is an interaction between strength. I am a qi and blood warrior. The effect of practicing strength on me is naturally far greater than that of ordinary people."

"I see!"

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up:

"I wonder if the young master can help me practice my strength. The price is easy to talk about!"

If Du Qiaoyun is allowed to help him practice, he will definitely be able to learn Tai Chi Tingjin within a month, while others may need half a year or even a year, or even more.

"Want me to help you practice?"

Du Qiaoyun's complexion changed, and her beautiful eyes turned cold.

She is the young master of the Panshe Martial Arts School, and she is a person of status and status in the entire Gu'an County. How can she do what a low-level person can do.

Fang Zheng stretched out a finger.

"Ten taels of silver a day!"

"..." Du Qiaoyun swallowed the angry rebuke that reached his throat, and forced a weird smile on his face:

"no problem!"

Fang Zheng was overjoyed and suddenly felt like the world was spinning. His eyes went dark and he almost fell to the ground.