But the situation in front of him did not allow Zhang Bei to refuse. The man held a knife in one hand and rushed straight towards Zhang Bei.

The long sword swung and cut down Loneliness.

The most powerful thing about Bagua Dao is that every attack direction is a blind spot.

"Li Gen, Xiaobei is not good at studying!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Bei felt a huge force coming from his butt, and his whole body flew forward.

"Changed your mind!"

The sound in his ears made Zhang Bei quickly get up from the ground, his brain working rapidly.

I am currently in Zhenxun. If I attack the blind spot, it should come from the Kunkan position!

The brain can react, but the body cannot, or the Bagua Dao needs to reflect the sixty-four hexagrams into its instinct.

Zhang Bei took an extra step of thinking, and it was impossible to defend himself.

The next five minutes were nothing short of brutal.

Zhang Bei's buttocks had been beaten countless times, and he finally stopped at the moment when he faintly lost consciousness.

"Who else is coming?"

"Xiao Bei, how much have you learned about the Eight Immortals Boxing?"

"Auntie, listen to my explanation!"

…

Time is like the reader’s girlfriend, it’s gone if you don’t want it.

For more than fifty minutes, Zhang Bei's whole body was still intact except for the parts above his neck.

There were signs of beatings everywhere from the neck down.

Looking at the group of people dispersing, Zhang Bei endured the pain and numbness in his buttocks and sat on a stone.

Ever since I was little, I have to endure this kind of pain every time I come to this hellish place.

But unfortunately, the old village chief once gave Zhang Bei a prescription. From childhood to adulthood, his physical fitness made him far superior to ordinary people.

Applying some medicine to an injury like this overnight will almost heal it.

If I drink two glasses of medicinal wine, there will be no effect at all except for bruises all over my body.

Uncle Bai looked at the smile on Zhang Bei's lips without concealing it: "Eat first, and then look for information when you are full."

Zhang Bei nodded silently, and with the support of his junior brother, he limped into the courtyard that had lost its gate.

The source of his strength is relatively complex, and he has learned most of the things in the entire village.

But the real inheritance is Uncle Bai's swordsmanship, but that thing is not theoretically Uncle Bai's.

But during the time when he was avoiding the war, Uncle Bai was entrusted by others to pass down his sword skills.

The sword technique is called Chunyang Sword, which is a serious Taoist martial art. However, Uncle Bai only gave Zhang Bei an ancient book and did not teach him how to practice it at all.

Zhang Bei has only been able to figure it out little by little for so many years.

Fortunately, most martial arts in modern society are only used to strengthen the body.

Zhang Bei never thought that he would need to use force.

He spends most of his time in Lao Bai's territory, and wild animals will not harm him under Lao Bai's control.

Not to mention people, if there is really a danger, how many people can withstand a slap from his second brother?

If it doesn't work, he can still run to the village. Although the old village chief rarely takes action, his Mo Dao is no joke.

After leaving the confines of Changbai Mountain, the network of relationships he had established was enough to ensure safety.

Even if he goes abroad, there is a security company secretly controlled by Colin.

The dinner prepared by Uncle Bai was quite sumptuous, with four meat dishes!

Zhang Bei served himself a bowl of rice and sat on the chair enduring the pain in his butt.

"My aunt hasn't come back?"

"Well, the superiors asked her to teach a few people the strangulation technique. She won't be back soon."

Zhang Bei glanced at Uncle Bai's neck, silently picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Aunt Bai is the descendant of Wang's strangulation technique, and even Uncle Bai may not be able to beat her with bare hands.

After dinner, the younger brother also helped Zhang Bei apply medicine and sent him directly to the ancestral hall.

Not just anyone can enter this place, it contains the entire village's martial arts.

It looks like a simple ancestral temple backyard, but in fact this place is covered with surveillance cameras.

Directly connected to the Internet, the armed police backend can view it at any time.

This is also the reason why Zhang Bei said it is safest to place the inheritance here.

It is stored in a village far away from Dapu, and there are armed police to support it at any time. Who can steal the things here?

Basically all the inheritance Zhang Bei received before is placed here, it is absolutely safe enough!

Looking at the densely packed bookshelves, Zhang Bei quickly found the floor belonging to the Mountain Runner.

The ritual of Shaman Knife basically requires the leader to be found from the fourth generation. There is no written record before the fourth generation.

After reading for a full two hours, Zhang Bei finally understood the process of the entire ceremony.

Trouble, extremely troublesome!

And some of the things involved need to be simplified to a certain extent.

After sitting in the ancestral hall and meditating for a long time, Zhang Bei fumbled for his cell phone and dialed Wang Laoer's number.

"Hey, what happened to the boss?"

"Look for an auspicious day next month that would be suitable for holding a ceremony."

The sound was quiet for a moment, then soon started ringing again.

"Yes, number 11."

"Let the Mountain Runner know that the shaman sword will be requested on the 11th of next month."

"Did you find the shaman knife?"

"I found it. I'll send you the process in the next two days."

"Okay, do you need anything else to prepare?"

"A live chicken, a pig's head, and two dancing masters please."

"I took note of it!"

…

After telling Wang Laoer some things that needed to be prepared, Zhang Bei rubbed his eyebrows and continued to study how to simplify this ceremony.

The early morning sunshine fell on the yard. Zhang Bei looked at the purple color on his body and sighed.

After enjoying a breakfast cooked by Uncle Bai himself, Zhang Bei also left the village and walked towards the place where he could contact Lao Bai.

"Lao Bai, I'm going to see the old Taoist priest tomorrow and take a look around the Yunnan-Guizhou area."

"When you get to the first peak in the afternoon, I will give you something."

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"The stone from before has been researched recently and can now make two-way calls. There is also a pine flower stone for you to take with you."

"Um?"

"If there is a mountain god within one kilometer of you, I can sense it."

Yes, this is a new thing jointly researched by Lao Bai and Yu Jie.

There is no connection between the mountain gods and the mountain gods. If you want to find a new mountain god, you can only rely on this stupid method to let Zhang Bei try.

Although they can't leave, Zhang Bei can!

As long as this wage earner spreads his footsteps all over the world, sooner or later all mountain gods will be able to communicate effectively!

"Okay, then I'll go to the first peak in the afternoon."

After an hour, Zhang Bei finally sat on the sofa at home.

The phone appeared in my hand again and I dialed my mother-in-law's number.

I had promised to take Xiaozi out to relax, but this time I went to see the old Taoist priest to take care of the matter.

"Ready?"

"Well, I'll pick up Xiaozi tomorrow morning, and I'll probably arrive in Luoyang in the afternoon."

"Are you really going to relax with Xiao Zi?"

"No, no, I have someone more suitable than me!"

"Okay, remember to pick me up tomorrow."
Chapter completed!