"What cultivation technique is that? It was as if there was lightning. He didn't use it just now!”
"I've never heard of it, but I think it's extraordinary.”
Ah Zi and Hong Lingbo looked at each other for a moment before they started chatting.
"Senior Martial Sister Hong, I'm sorry. I just wanted him to help me unseal my acupoints.”
Zi lowered her head dejectedly.
They had thought that this matter would be easy to handle, but now, there were unexpected complications. The two of them had been captured instead.
"Why don't we run?"
Zi looked at Li Jing's room. The door was closed. He seemed to have gone in to rest.
"We can't escape! Moreover, even Master can't undo this method of pressing acupoints…"
Hong Lingbo shook his head. Since Li Jing dared to let them act in the courtyard, he could naturally capture them.
Now that they had run away, most of their strength had been sealed, making them weaker than ordinary women. Not to mention the danger of the journey, even if they looked for Li Mochou, they would not be able to open the acupoints on their bodies.
Because after Zi's acupoints were struck, Hong Lingbo had no way to undo it.
Hong Lingbo's master was Li Mochou. Apart from the fact that her skills were not as good as Li Mochou's, the acupoints were of the same origin. She had no clue, and Li Mochou was unlikely to be able to solve it.
Upon hearing Hong Lingbo's words, Ah Zi could only admit defeat. In order to avoid suffering the punishment of losing the feeling in Ah Zi's right arm, the two of them could only start tidying up the room and courtyard.
In the evening, when Li Jing got up from his bed, the courtyard had been renewed.
The two girls did not slack off.
Then, the kitchen in this courtyard, since Li Jing had lived here, was smoking.
Li Jing took out some of the things in the kitchen from his Dimensional Pocket. Everything was complete.
The two women were busy. Seeing this, Li Jing began to practice the secret technique of palm thunder in the courtyard.
Crackling!
In an instant, light blue electric arcs covered and jumped in Li Jing's hand.
Bang!
Li Jing slammed his hand on the tree, and a muffled sound exploded. He took his hand away and looked.
A deep charred handprint had been imprinted on the tree trunk. It was much more powerful than before, and it was activated instantly.
However, there was still some time before he could activate it instantly.
Moreover, the power of lightning was somewhat scattered. If he could concentrate it on one point and explode it, its power would definitely increase by a lot.
After practicing for a while, Li Jing switched to practicing the power of will.
The steel needles shuttled through the shadows and combined like flowing water, giving off a peculiar sense of beauty.
"We can eat now!"
After cultivating for a while, Li Jing heard the two women shouting.
After putting away the steel needles, Li Jing came to the table and sat down. The two women also sat down obediently. The bowls, chopsticks, and plates were already arranged.
Looking at the hot food, Li Jing suddenly spoke.
"You guys eat!"
Then Li Jing switched the plates in front of him with Zi's and looked at Zi with a smile.
"If you don't eat, I'll let you try what it feels like to be unable to feel your hands.”
When Hong Lingbo heard that, he looked at Ah Zi. It was obvious that she had done something that Li Jing had noticed.
Zi was stunned and her face turned pale.
"If you want to eat, then eat. Don't accuse a good person.”
Zi even tried to argue back and started eating unwillingly.
Li Jing was also eating the food he took out from his Dimensional Pocket.
Zi was mischievous and would definitely play tricks. Li Jing had already paid attention to her. If he didn't punish her, she wouldn't listen.
As expected, after half an hour, Zi's entire body was on the verge of collapse.
The laxatives that she didn't find were used on herself in the end.
The next day arrived in the blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, Li Jing went out for breakfast. As expected, he heard that many of the monks who had broken into Mount Zhongnan seemed to have been stung by bees. Most of them were still lying in the clinic in town.
However, this time, Quan Zhen Sect was also quite miserable. They were directly attacked by people at Chongyang Palace.
One of the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect had died in the early years, and the power of the Big Dipper Formation was greatly reduced. Although Huo Du and the others had brought many people, they could not even deal with the disciples of Jinlun Guoshi. Their reputation must have fallen.
"Get lost, get lost, all of you get lost. We've booked this place!”
"Hahaha, the body of the Song people is really too weak.”
"If it wasn't for the little girl from Ancient Tomb Sect, we wouldn't have hurt so many brothers.”
"The people of the Song Dynasty are all flattering each other and hiding their heads. What Quan Zhen Sect?”
……
Perhaps it was because they were bullied on Mount Zhongnan yesterday, or perhaps the Mongolians really looked down on the Song people.
A group of more than a dozen Mongolians walked over from afar. When they saw the mutton noodle stall, they immediately began to chase away the people who were eating. When they saw some people who looked indignant, they even deliberately bumped into them. They practiced martial arts and were tall and strong. They immediately knocked the people over.
While driving the people away, he did not forget to mock them.
In the blink of an eye, a Mongolian put his hand on Li Jing's shoulder, trying to lift him up.
Although Li Jing had always kept a low profile, he was not afraid of trouble.
When the Mongolian put his hand on his shoulder, Li Jing did not look back. He gently twisted his hand, and the Mongolian immediately turned pale in pain and wailed.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…"
The expressions of the people around them changed slightly when they saw this.
"There's an expert!"
"Go!"
"Ah!"
"My leg!"
However, after a dozen breaths, these Meng people fell to the ground, crying for their parents.
"Good, Young Master has good martial arts."
"Let them bully us Song people, they deserve to be beaten.”
"Good fight!"
The surrounding people clapped and cheered, their faces filled with excitement.
At this moment, a handsome young man wearing a luxurious robe walked out from the crowd with a few Mongols.
The man had a leisurely and elegant aura. He held a light golden fan in his hand and smiled.
"There are indeed crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the Central Plains. This young master is actually a martial arts expert. My subordinates are a little domineering, thank you for your guidance!”
The man smiled and pointed at the man lying on the ground with his fan.
"I'm Huo Du. Have you not consulted me?"
Huo Du bowed to Li Jing with cupped hands.
Usually, at this time, even if ordinary people were to pretend, they would most likely cupped their hands in return.
At this moment!
Crack!
The pale golden folding fan in Huo Du's hand let out a subtle mechanical sound, and three cold lights suddenly shot out from the folding fan. They were as fast as lightning and as fast as flowing lights, and they instantly came to Li Jing's face.
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