Chapter 245 Inspire the Potential

Xue Rengao immediately realized his mistake and hurriedly remedied it: "Three years ago, the master once recruited his father and took action angrily after being rejected. I will never forget the horror of his simple palm in my life. My father took a rest for half a year after receiving a slap before he barely regained his eight success. And I only suffered half of Wei, and I also lied in ** for more than two months. If it hadn't been for the luck of being saved by an alien, it would have been difficult for our father and son to make progress in martial arts in their lives.

Wan doesn't believe it. If the Lord kills your father and son, how can he leave your life? She has seen the horror of respecting the Lord. He asked uninformedly, "I don't know who the stranger's last name is?" Yan'er is also obsessed with demons, and she also wants him to help rescue her.

She is half a joke, half holding the hope of just in case. After all, she is also scared by the Lord. In this short day, she has been disturbed by the heart and suffering unspeakably. How will she live in the future?

She even had the idea of marrying Ling Feng desperately and spend the rest of her life. She believed that Ling Feng could never resist her charm, and he had enough strength to protect her. But just think about it occasionally. With her pride, how can she be willing to be an unknown vase behind a man?

Xue Rengao was stunned and said, "To tell you the truth, the alien once told me to keep a secret for him. Please forgive me." With his realm, he naturally knew the strangeness of other people's eyes. He sighed and said, "I can only reveal one thing. His surname is Sun, and he is always famous and highly respected by the world."

Tu Li took a long breath, and Yin Zhuyu blurted out: "Sun Simio, the king of medicine!"

Xue Rengao was silent, and Mingyue asked, "Zhu Yu, why do you think so?"

A different color appeared in the clear eyes of Yin Zhuyu and said, "I and Princess Chuyun are close friends of my boudoir. She is suffering from nine yin veins. She is less than 18 years old. Countless palace doctors have tried their best to hang her life. Fortunately, Sun Yao Wang Yun swam to Daxing, treated her, and left a prescription, saying that it could extend her life for several years. There will be another opportunity in the coming year to let her relax and do more good deeds. At that time, I saw its peerless demeanor like a fairy, so I was the most impressed.

According to Xue Rengao, he is famous and respected. Sun Simiao is obviously fully qualified, and Sun, who is surnamed in the world, knows medical skills and meets the requirements. He is only the king of medicine!

Tu Liqi said, "Does the King of Medicine know martial arts?"

Of course, Xue Rengao did not answer. Yin Zhuyu muttered, "I think he can do it. I heard that he is smart and eager to learn when he is young, and he is good at the old, Zhuang and Baijia, and he is also good at Buddhism. Before Emperor Wen won the throne, he had been learning Taoism, refining qi and nourishing his shape, and studying the art of maintaining health and longevity. Later, Emperor Wen and today's emperor have repeatedly called him as a doctor of the country, and he said that he was sick, which was really a high-level festival. It is said that some colleagues once asked the assassin to kill him, but they all failed and returned.

Ling Feng comes from later generations and is no stranger to the king of medicine.

Sun Simiao is a native of Jingzhao Huayuan (now Yao County, Shaanxi Province). "When he was young, he was cold by the wind, he repeatedly built a doctor's door, soup and medicine, and exhausted his family property." At the 18th year, he was determined to study medicine. "I am quite aware that it is beneficial to those who have diseases at home and abroad." He believed that "human life is the most important, and there is precious money, and one side is better than this". Therefore, he named his two works "Thousands of Gold" Eryu, named "Preparing for the Thousand Gold" and "Thousands of Gold Wings". Later generations called these two parties the ancestors of Fang Shu.

Compared with Zhang Sanfeng, who was born spanning the three hundred years of the Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties, Sun Simiao's birth date is not easy to determine, but at least one thing is that he has definitely lived for more than a hundred years. Whether in ancient and modern times, it is a rare longevity. It can be seen from him that the fairy road is ethereal. Long live a long life, and many people have benefited from the simple health care methods he left behind.

Hearing that he saved Yang Ruoxi, Ling Feng admired him even more. He is a real master who hangs the world like others, regardless of fame, profit and loss. As for his future father-in-law, Yuan Tianyang, is a little markety. He knows how to calculate all day long, and he must kill a lot of money when he meets a fat sheep. How can he think about it? If old Yuan Yinzi is collected less, he will be bored to death all day long. Even if he raises the threshold, there are still a large number of people who want to crush his feet and beg him for fortune-telling every day.

Of course, for Ling Feng, the most hateful thing is that the old man watched him fall into the pile of tigers and wolves, which is also called "honry". If he hadn't been lucky, he would have hung up hundreds of times.

Yuyu pressed her idea of seeking medical treatment and broke Ling Feng's disrespectful meditation on his father-in-law: "We have said so much, and the topic has changed from the invention of the chair to Sun Simiao, the king of medicine. Tu Li, you still haven't said why the inventor of the chair is from the Central Plains.

Tu Li said, "Obviously, all kinds of subtle changes in the Central Plains in the past two decades have happened since the establishment of the four major Qianzhuang, and after investigation, there is no way to verify the source of these inventions. In addition to the four major Qianzhuang, which one else in the world has the ability to hide all the information seamlessly?"

Wan said, "So, you think the inventor of the chair is from the Central Plains. But have you ever thought that the big shopkeeper behind the bank may also be a fool? There is no evidence that the mysterious figure is Han Chinese, and there is any possibility in theory.

Suddenly, I think that the four major Qianzhuangs can be established when Yang Jian was in power, so 90% of the big shopkeepers will not be the barbarians who make him suspicious. Yang Jian is a great and courageous emperor, which is beyond doubt. He will never be coerced to compromise on this kind of things that concerns tens of millions of people.

He didn't say what he thought. Ling Feng interrupted and said, "The Lord is a Han Chinese. There can't be anything wrong with this."

Wanqi said, "Why are you sure?"

Ling Feng pointed to his head and said, "Intuition."

The three women laughed together and no longer pestered about it. In fact, I know in my heart that Ling Feng mostly has his own reasons, but he just doesn't want to say it.

Xue Renjiao said, "Why does Brother Ming always believe that the Lord is the person behind Qianzhuang?"

Ling Feng said, "I have had several photos with the Lord, and I know more about his mystery and power than anyone else. If he had tried to kill me, I would have died a few times, and I was released by him a few times. I can't figure out what he is thinking, but I know he is determined. With his martial arts realm at this time, he is absolutely at the level of land immortals. It is reasonable that he should not be interested in the earthly power competition, but the fact is exactly the opposite.

Speaking of this, another idea flashed through his mind. It seemed that he could break through the fog and see the truth. Unfortunately, he was escaped by it again. "Brother Xue and Brother Tu Li must not know that at noon, we met seven powerful killers, called 'Big Dipper Seven Sac', from Tianmen. That day, the gate was created by the Lord, and the world's heroes were invited to On the seventh day of July, he went to the ghost city of Fengdu to watch the ceremony. Those who obeyed prospered, those who rebelled died, and the arrogance was extremely arrogant.

Xue Rengao and Tu Li were shocked and listened attentively.

Ling Feng's spirit is meticulous. He can see that the shock of the former is mostly camouflage, and he has a decision in his heart. He continued: "The seven evils once said that there is an emperor and a queen in Tianmen, two guardians, four spirits, five messengers and seven evil stars, and eight altars, nine ways and eighty strong people, the rest of all walks of life, farmers, industry and commerce, and there are countless outstanding people. How similar is this to the four major banks with outstanding research ability?

He said with a few sighs: "It is rare to see the Lord in the world, a once-in-a-century top figure. Will there be two people at once? Therefore, the Lord must be the person behind the money. Because of this confidence, the people in Tianmen dare to brazenly establish a sect with such a strong attitude.

Tu Li agreed: "As Brother Ming said, it is very possible. It is necessary to know that Qianzhuang's business is huge, and its interests make countless forces slander. They want to get a piece of the pie, but they are all retreated by Qianzhuang's own power. Either they died unexpectedly, or their families are destroyed, or they are warned by nearby bigwigs. It can be imagined that there must be a group of masters with extraordinary strength behind Qianzhuang, otherwise it would have been in the bag of others.

Xue Renjiao suddenly proposed, "Do you think Qianzhuang will be a wonderful move laid by Emperor Wen in those years?"

Everyone remembered that it is impossible to establish the four major banks without Yang Jian's consent. This is a big measure related to the whole country's economy. Any decision should be cautious and cautious. However, from the apparent situation, the court did not participate in this matter, which is very unreasonable.

If this is also the family property that Yang Jian left to his son Yang Guang, it would be terrible!

Among the few people, only Ling Feng was more shocked. Since he believed that the Lord was the time traveler, he came to a conclusion about many things. Yang Jianzong once secretly manipulated the Qianzhuang, but he couldn't beat the master. He must be a married man. If the Lord hadn't been absolutely sure, it would have been impossible to put Tianmen on the table so ostentatly and show its cold and sharp fangs.

There is no doubt that the Lord is a person who plans and moves later. If anyone else had such a rich family background as him, how many times have he rebelled early? He will never be as tolerant and lurking as he is. If he doesn't fly, he will fly. If he will fly to the sky, if he doesn't sing, he will be amazing! His calm mind alone can be called a hero!

Mingyue smiled and said, "This possibility cannot be ruled out. Maybe the emperor who is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai in Jiangdu is the master of the change of color we are discussing.

From her words, everyone is confused. The more they think about it, the more confused they are. Yes, everything is possible!

But in a word, in a word, the Lord and Yang Sui's family must be inextricably linked.

Xue Renjiao and Tu Li have made up their minds that no matter how common things will be in the future, Jiang must go on August 15th!

The peak battle between Ling Feng and Bi Xuan will not only affect the pattern of Chinese and foreign martial arts in the future, but also affect the hegemony of various princes. At that time, their mystery may have been solved. Can Yang Guang, the last emperor, stop the grandeur at that time? Whether the Lord and Yang Sui have kindness or resentment must be obvious at that moment.

The two naturally filtered out the opening ceremony of the July 15th Tianmen. Xue Renjiao had his own thoughts, and the sudden injury was serious. Fengdu must be a mixture of dragons and snakes. Isn't he looking for death there?

Seeing that everyone was speechless, Yin Zhuyu said, "What's the use of discussing these here? Even if you can draw silk and peel cocoon, what can you do if you find out the truth?

With a sudden "ah", his face changed sharply, and his mind was booming. The long-accumulated strong uneasiness burst out at this moment, like thunder and pouring rain, and he couldn't help muttering, "What can I do? What can I do!"

He was like seeing the wheels of history rolling, and he had no choice but to become a miserable end!

Xue Renjiao was shocked and his face was solemn. He quickly put his hand to his vest acupuncture point, entered the silk of true qi, helped him adjust the chaotic inner breath, and shouted, "Be careful to the spiritual platform, return to the original!"

The voice contains some kind of fascinating power. Pain, struggle, tenderness, fierceness and other complex emotions flashed in the sudden and confused eyes. It gradually regained its brilliance, and finally revealed an unwavering will, which is the confidence and courage not afraid of any difficult challenges.

Ling Feng and Yuwan looked at each other and saw each other's intentions. Xue Renjiao's spiritual skills were certainly good, but if Tu Li could not defeat his own demon, it would be useless. This young Turkic Khan was a talent. Naturally, the two of them had the idea of cooperating with them, but that was in the future.

The main martial arts have martial arts skills, talents, and power. He can't find his pulse at all, and he doesn't know where to deal with it at all.

Ling Fengxin said, "With the limited information of us, we can only infer a half and a corner of the facts at most. I have to go back and discuss with Shen Luoyan and others. Zheng Qian's intelligence network was built a few years earlier than the Big Qianzhuang. Maybe a breakthrough will be found there.

Tu Li closed his eyes, hugged Yuan Ning, and just sat down to recover the lost power. For a moment, everyone was not interested in continuing to talk.

After returning from the flood this time, Ling Feng's ** to the surrounding environment has reached a new peak. He knows better than anyone how the meridians in his body have been lost.

Although there is a limit to the potential of people, it is also amazing.

An ordinary mother can catch her daughter who fell from the eighth floor at a speed that surpasses the world champion at a critical moment.

A father who is not strong can still restrain himself for a few days and nights after being stabbed in the heart until his son is safe.

An old lady selling vegetables on the street can lift the car like a Popeye eating spinach when her little grandson is crushed down by a car and save people successfully.

A cowardly man can be possessed like Bruce Lee when his wife and children are humiliated, and knock down several gangsters with three punches and two feet.

These are all living examples, which are common.

The so-called method of stimulating potential is nothing more than the forced use of power that belongs to itself, but the realm is not enough to be used normally. The drawbacks are obvious. The protagonist of the above example also causes indelible damage to his body after the outbreak, and even dies on the spot.

No one wants to do it unless you have to.

The end of the ordinary martial artist's potential is either death or disability. Even if he is as noble as sudden profit, there is not enough natural resources and treasures to ensure his recovery of his strength!

"It's good for you, so I'll give you a hand!"

Ling Feng's body changed and suddenly flashed to Tu Li's side, and one palm patted the Baihui cave on the top of his head.