C119 Gazing at Qi Gong
C119 Gazing at Qi Gong
Feng Yimo smiled indifferently. "The road is uneven again. There are people shoveling. There is justice in the road. There are people who care about it. I just don't like it when you guys bully an old man and a child with so many people. "Moreover, last night, the old man gave me a roast chicken and a bowl of wine. As the saying goes, eating someone's mouth is short and using their methods. Since you ate their roast chicken and drank their wine, you naturally have to do something."
Second Master Chang's expression changed indeterminately. He waved his hand and said," Go, kill him! "
The remaining sixteen people pulled out their weapons in unison and roared as they rushed towards Feng Yimo, looking as if they were going to tear him into pieces.
When Village Chief Peng saw Feng Yimo suddenly attack, he was both surprised and delighted. When he saw the sixteen men attacking Feng Yimo together, he immediately became worried. He raised his voice and said, "Guy, leave quickly. They have the numbers. If you have the ability to save this old man's grandson, this old man will die in peace!"
Feng Yimo was still standing by the bonfire without any fear. Seeing the sixteen men running towards him, he kicked their feet repeatedly. The burning firewood on the ground flew up one after another and turned into a fire spear. It pierced through the bodies of the sixteen men. One of the firewood even pierced two men. The two men were tied together like candies and fell to the ground in disbelief.
Second Uncle Chang, Village Chief Peng, and Qu San were all stunned. How could Wen Zou's scholar be so powerful? What kind of martial arts was that?
Second Master Chang was the first to react. His face was deathly pale. He jumped up and landed on a horse. He rode the horse and fled. However, a line of fire flew out from the temple hall. Second Master Chang felt a pain on his back. A burnt log popped out from his chest and his body fell from the horse's back. Blood gushed out of his mouth and mixed with the rain, slowly flowing away.
Feng Yimo walked towards Qu San. At this moment, Qu San's face was deathly pale. He looked at Feng Yimo in horror. His mouth opened a few times, but he didn't say a single word.
"Are you very curious why the poison didn't work?" Feng Yimo asked.
Qu San nodded numbly. He suspected that he had bought a counterfeit.
"It's not that the poison doesn't work, but it doesn't work on me. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try." As he spoke, Feng Yimo suddenly opened his mouth and a black bead flew out. It hit Qu San's face and shattered. The black liquid stained Qu San's face. He immediately screamed. His hands kept scratching his face. Soon, his face was badly mutilated. Then the muscles on his face and neck began to rot. His ten fingers were also bloody. The flesh fell off piece by piece, and soon... Very quickly, a good person turned into a pile of bones.
What a powerful poison!
Village Chief Peng was shocked. Such poison, even the young man was fine. He understood in his heart and hurriedly knelt down. "Thank you for Celestial Immortal's help. Otherwise, our grandsons and grandsons will be buried in the Wilderness Temple. Thank you, Celestial Immortal!"
Feng Yimo reached out to help Village Chief Peng up and asked seriously, "Old mister, is there anything that you still have to do? I can help you complete it." He saw that Village Chief Peng was already at the end of his rope. He was powerless to turn the situation around. What he could do was to fulfill his last wish.
Village Chief Peng shook a few times and fell to the ground. He reached out to his grandson and said, "Mo, kowtow to the immortal!"
The little boy knelt down obediently and kowtowed three times. Village Chief Peng said, "I hope that the Celestial Immortal can take Mo as a disciple. I hope that he can walk the path of the Immortal. I have no regrets!"
Feng Yimo held the little boy's hand and said seriously, "Old man, don't worry. If Mo has medicinal Spiritual Roots, I will teach him spells and techniques. If he doesn't have medicinal Spiritual Roots and can't cultivate, I will ensure that he is rich and has a long life!"
The old man showed a grateful expression and took out a yellow book from his bosom. "Celestial Immortal, this was left behind by my ancestors. It has been a thousand years, and I have no way of repaying it. I only hope that this book can enter the Celestial Immortal's eyes. To be honest, my ancestors had once produced Immortals, but later on, Immortals went missing, and it gradually declined, and I was bullied to my door. " Being able to encounter a Celestial Immortal is my good fortune. I can see that the Celestial Immortal looks extraordinary, and in the future, it will definitely be proud of itself... "
Before the old man could finish speaking, he closed his eyes and uttered a long speech!
"Grandfather!" Peng Mo laid on the old man's body and started to cry.
Feng Yimo took the book. When he saw the cover, his eyes couldn't help but narrow. "Qi Watching Technique!"
The Qi Watching Technique was a profound spell. It could see the fortune of others, the fortune of others, and the realm of others. Some cultivators would use various secret techniques to hide their cultivation, but under the Qi Watching Technique, there would be no way for them to hide. In ancient times, there was the Great Prophecy and the Minor Prophecy. The Qi Watching Technique was a low-level version evolved from these two top immortal techniques, but it was enough to shock the Cultivation World!
The reason Feng Yimo could tell that Village Chief Peng wasn't going to die soon was because he cultivated the Yin-yang Spell and had a thorough understanding of life and death. He could sense the gloomy and lifeless body of Village Chief Peng, which was filled with the aura of death. If he cultivated the Qi Watching Technique, his eyes would show signs of death.
After putting away the Qi Watching Technique, Feng Yimo was filled with mixed emotions. For an immortal family to possess the Qi Watching Technique, their ancestors must be extraordinary, but they had not reached the point where they could cut off their descendants. Peng Mo did not have a Spiritual Root at all. In other words, the Peng Family would never be able to step into the Cultivation World! He had said that he didn't want to say it explicitly just now because he wanted to give it to them. Chief Peng had a hope of making him laugh.
Peng Mo cried for a while, wiped his tears, turned around and kowtowed three times to Feng Yimo. "Mo begs the immortals to teach him immortal techniques. When Mo has mastered it, he will avenge his grandfather!"
Feng Yimo sighed. He reached out his left hand and made a grabbing gesture in the air. A Secret Scripture flew out of Second Master's arms and landed in his hand. He passed the Secret Scripture to Peng Mo and said, "You don't have Spiritual Root, so you can't cultivate it. The power of the Thirteen Moves of Life-Reaping is extraordinary. You can go and practice it."
Peng Mo was stunned. He thought he could completely cultivate, but the immortals said he could not cultivate and could only practice martial arts. He was disappointed, but he still reached out his small hand to take the Thirteen Life-Reaping Moves and said, "Thank you, Celestial Immortal!"
Feng Yimo kept the Qi Watching Technique, but he could not bring Peng Mo into the path of immortality. He felt guilty and said, "Mo, you might have to suffer. Aren't you afraid of pain?"
Peng Mo looked surprised and delighted. "The immortal has a way to let Mo cultivate?"
Feng Yimo shook his head. "It's extremely difficult for ordinary people to cultivate without Spiritual Roots unless they can change their lives. My cultivation level is low, so I can't do it. However, I can make you change your bones and bones. It's easier for you to practice martial arts, but the process is very painful. Can you bear it? "
Peng Mo looked disappointed. His small face became very determined. "Mo can endure it. I hope the Celestial Immortal can teach me!"
Feng Yimo nodded his head in satisfaction. This child was young, but he was very sensible. He must have suffered quite a bit along the way with his grandfather.
After burying all the corpses in the yard, Feng Yimo used the Bone Spirit Pill to soak them into liquid that night. He wiped Peng Mo's entire body and changed his bones. Little Mo passed out several times in pain but did not cry out. Feng Yimo looked up to him.