Wu Zhi ignored the fleeing Qiao Daoqing and the bodies that fell to the ground after losing Qiao Daoqing's control.
Instead, he asked Gongsun Sheng excitedly: "Gongsun! Did you just use the Taoist skills taught to you by Master Luo?"
Gongsun Sheng nodded slightly.
Wu Zhi added: "Your technique looks so magical! Can I learn it too?"
Gongsun Sheng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Wu Zhi to say such a thing.
Under Wu Zhi's eager gaze, Gongsun Sheng shook his head.
"You can't learn."
Huang Gua curled his lips: "Why can't I learn?"
Gongsun Sheng smiled bitterly: "If it were Pan Yan, Yue Fei might still have a chance."
"After studying hard for seven or eight years, I should be able to learn some superficial Taoism."
"But you are no longer a child and cannot practice the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu of our master, so you cannot practice the pure Taoism of our Erxian Mountain."
Although Wu Zhi was not interested in those nonsense things, he saw such a wonderful thing with his own eyes.
This made him have another plan.
If only I could learn one or two practical Tao techniques, such as the Thousand Miles of Divine Movement Curse.
In the future, if you meet someone with strong martial arts skills like Leng Wushuang, you won't be beaten by others.
This man must be strong no matter what.
If you act henpecked in front of outsiders, then you must make up for it early after turning off the lights and going to bed.
Wu Zhi knew that he would definitely be much slower than Leng Wushuang in practicing martial arts.
So I looked to Taoism to make up for it.
After all, he only flirted with Leng Wushuang occasionally, and he wouldn't dare to do it.
Although Gongsun Sheng said that Wu Zhi was unable to practice Taoism based on Tongzi Kung Fu, then it shouldn't be what Qiao Daoqing practiced, right?
So Wu Zhi asked again: "Is the Taoism practiced by Qiao Daoqing from the same lineage as yours?"
Gongsun Sheng nodded and shook his head.
"He was originally my uncle's disciple. Later he left Erxian Mountain and went to learn some evil arts elsewhere."
Wu Zhi smiled and put his hand on Gongsun Sheng's shoulder, and said to Gongsun Sheng.
"I don't think Qiao Daoqing is a person who knows how to keep himself clean. He looks like he has already lost his virginity."
"Since he can practice, then I can too, right?"
"Is there any Tao method that can be learned without practicing Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu?"
"The kind that allows me to jump high, run fast, and see farther?"
Gongsun Sheng glanced at Wu Zhi.
Seeing Wu Zhi like this, he couldn't help but ask.
"Do you really want to learn?"
Wu Zhi smiled.
"If you teach me, of course I will learn!"
"Even if you can't learn everything, it's still good to learn one or two tricks!"
Gongsun Sheng was a little confused: "It's just..."
"Oh, don't hesitate. With how pretentious we are, I'm begging you like this. Just teach me."
"Look back, I'll introduce you to a Taoist nun with big breasts and a curvy butt."
Gongsun Sheng: "..."
While Wu Zhi was pestering Qiao Daoqing to learn Taoism, the back mountain corner of Lingyin Temple.
There was a pretty and lovely girl standing among the trees, looking left and right.
Far below her, a carriage was parked.
That's the honest old Lin.
This old Lin has been a coachman for three generations, and all of them are extremely honest.
He adheres to the principle of being a good man who will do his best to the end and send Buddha to the West.
As long as he doesn't see the little girl's parents, brothers, and relatives, he has no intention of going back.
After all, it is too dangerous to leave such a cute and cute girl outside.
Although Ximen Qing took a ride to Lingyin Temple, he still couldn't escape Lao Lin's troubles.
And Ximen Qing came to the grove through urine escape, just when she was about to leave quietly.
All he could see ahead was a blood-red light flashing through the trees.
"bump!"
Not far ahead, there was suddenly a muffled crashing sound.
That bloody ray of light seemed to hit a tree trunk, and then stopped.
Ximen Qing approached quietly.
She saw a man covered in blood and wearing a monk's robe lying in the bushes.