Seeing that Hua Bushi no longer frowned, the smile on Master Ou's face also disappeared. He put the "fire spear" on the table with a bang and said: "This thing is ready. I came here to take a look at you." Who should I give it to?”
Hua Bushi was shocked again when he heard this. He knew that although Master Ou was a master of forging, he had always only focused on the casting itself and did not care who used the weapons he forged. He did not care about who used the "Crane Moon Sword" as a sharp weapon. Master Ou had made it well. He asked someone to bring it to Hua Bushi and never asked a word again.
However, this time he traveled thousands of miles from Hunan to Henan just to see who Hua Bushi was going to give the "Fire Pan Spear" to, which surprised the young master.
Seeming to see Hua Bushi's doubts, Master Ou said in a deep voice: "I just said that it took me a lot of effort to create this 'Fire Pan Spear', which is more extraordinary than any other weapon in the past." It doesn't matter who uses the Dao Fan Sword. Those sharp weapons I forged for Master Hua in the past are not considered worthy of being taught to humans by your eyes. However, the power of this 'Fire Pan Spear' is greater than any other. If I don’t see the owner of this divine weapon with my own eyes, I still can’t rest assured.”
He snorted and continued: "If you choose the wrong owner for this gun, I will destroy it and I can't give it to you."[
No one knows this old blacksmith's weird temper better than Hua Bushi. If he can say it, he will definitely be able to do it. It is also possible to destroy the gun by then.
The eldest young master pondered for a moment and asked: "Then according to Master Ou, what kind of person is qualified to be the master of this 'Fire Pan Spear'?"
Master Ou rolled his eyes and said, "It's hard to say this. Anyway, at least you have to make it pleasing to my eyes."
Hearing this, Hua Bushi frowned again. He originally wanted to ask Master Ou what he was thinking so that he could find a qualified person, but he couldn't let this musket be destroyed. Who knew that the old blacksmith only said this? It was a simple sentence, but he knew that this person's character was extremely eccentric, and there was probably not even one person in a hundred people who could please him.
Master Ou saw the sad look on the young master's face and a smile appeared on his face again: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you take me to see him quickly? After seeing him, I am in a hurry to get back to Wuyang."
Hua Bushi had no choice but to stand up and walk towards the door. Ou Shize grabbed the musket on the table and followed him.
Ding's house is really quite a long one. From the front hall to the back yard, it has to go through more than ten yards. Hua Bushi and Ou Shi walked along the corridor for half a cup of tea before they came to the front of a small courtyard behind the west wing. This is Ximen Tong. residence
As soon as he approached the door, Hua Bushi heard a strange moaning and gasping sound coming from inside, like a wounded beast roaring in pain. His expression changed and he immediately entered the door.
Neither the courtyard door nor the house door was bolted. When Hua Bushi rushed into the house door, all he saw was that the room was dark and littered with chairs and stools, and the coffee table beside the wall was broken into two pieces.
In the corner of the room, a dark shadow was shivering, but there was a person curled up there. The strange sound came from his mouth.
Hua Bushi recognized at a glance that this person was Ximen Tong. He rushed forward and leaned down to take a closer look, only to find that he had his eyes closed and his teeth clenched. There was a layer of sweat beads the size of soybeans on his forehead. In a coma state
Hua Bushi wanted to reach out and help him, but was even more shocked when he touched him. He felt that Ximen Tong's whole body was hot, and at least a dozen joints in his hands, feet, shoulders and back were dislocated. No wonder he was in such pain and lost consciousness.
Although this room was messy, the door was intact. From his observation, it didn't seem like there was an intrusion by a foreign enemy. With a change of heart, he immediately understood that the reason why Ximen Tong looked like this was actually practicing internal skills and going crazy.
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Just two days ago, Hua Bushi gave the secret book of "Bone Shrinking Kung Fu" to Ximen Tong. This young man must have made a mistake because he was eager to practice. This kind of going too far when practicing internal kung fu is really very dangerous if it cannot be adjusted in time.
If the true energy is lost, all the meridians in the whole body will be damaged, and the martial arts will be lost, and it is possible to become a cripple and even die.
Hua Bushi felt cold sweat all over his body and said to Master Ou: "Hurry and help me carry him to the bed. I will use silver needles to prick the acupoints to unblock his pulse and regulate his qi."
As he spoke, he took out the jade box containing the silver needle from his arms, opened the box and took out the needle. Master Ou walked to Ximen Tong and reached out to hug Hua Bushi, but suddenly he shouted: "Wait a minute, this won't work. He's all over the body."
If multiple bones and joints are dislocated, it will become even worse if they move.”
This eldest young master has always been calm and thoughtful in dealing with things, but now when he saw Ximen Tong's condition, he was also flustered and a little at a loss.
Master Ou stopped his hand and said in a deep voice: "You need to think clearly about what you want to do before you say it."
Hua Bushi said: "It's better to connect his joints first. My hands are not strong enough and I need your help."[
He has excellent medical skills and is very familiar with the bones and joints of the human body. He immediately grabbed the dislocated joints on Ximen Tong's elbow and put them together and asked Master Ou to help connect them with force.
A quarter of an hour later, the two of them worked together to fix the dislocated bones on Ximen Tong's body one by one. Master Ou then carried the young man to the bed and put him down.
Hua Bushi's whole body was already soaked with sweat, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment and immediately used a silver needle to prick Ximen Tong's acupuncture point to regulate his energy.
Martial arts practitioners practice internal energy by using their thoughts to activate the true energy to run along the meridians in the body according to the methods recorded in the internal energy secret books. After practicing for a long time, the true energy becomes stronger and stronger, and the meridians in the human body also strengthen the practitioner's internal energy.
The cultivation level is getting deeper and deeper day by day. The so-called obsession is when the internal energy escapes the control of the mind under some unexpected circumstances. The true energy goes retrograde or goes astray, resulting in danger. This is the last thing that practitioners of internal energy want to encounter.
The internal power cultivated by each internal skill has different attributes, some are peaceful, some are violent, some are as supple as water, some are as fierce as fire, and among them there are so-called righteous and evil sects.
Although the growth of the upright internal skills and mental methods is slow, the foundation is solid and the true energy is easy to control. Generally, there will be no going crazy.
The evil sect's heart law is just the opposite. It grows quickly, can be achieved quickly, and displays great power. Its drawback is that it is difficult to control the skill. The deeper the skill, the greater the danger. In addition, it is almost inevitable for some evil sects to go crazy after practicing their martial arts.
When Hua Bushi got the secret book of "Bone Shrinking Kung Fu", he had studied it once and knew that although this martial art was very unique in performance, it was actually a decent Kung Fu. Its roots were derived from the "Shaolin School" Buddhist Kung Fu.
It was precisely because of this that he trusted Ximen Tong to practice. He actually thought that he might go crazy.
At this point, the young master had no time to think about the many two hands moving needles like flying, sealing various meridians and acupoints on Ximen Tong's body to prevent the uncontrollable zhenqi in his body from jumping around in half an hour.
Immediately after Ximen Tong lay flat on the bed, there was a trace of mist coming out of his body, but the temperature on his body was no longer as hot as before.
Hua Bushi breathed a sigh of relief and knew that this was because the true energy in his body had been controlled and gradually merged into the sea of energy. The movements of Xiang's hands slowed down a bit.
After another quarter of an hour, Hua Bushi stopped and sat on the stool beside the bed, panting. He was exhausted.
"This kid is the one you want to hand over the 'Fire Pan Spear' to." When Hua Bushi moved the needle and performed the technique, Master Ou stood by and said nothing before he asked.
Hua Bushi could hardly answer anything and only nodded with a wry smile.
Master Ou's face darkened and he said, "Well, I'd better take this gun back and destroy it. I'll give it to this guy who doesn't know whether he's dead or alive. It's a waste of a good thing."
Hua Bushi changed his color and said: "He just accidentally made a mistake while practicing. Master Ou, please don't do this."
Master Ou said: "If he can reach this level in his martial arts, there is no way he can say that one day he will master it to death. I have spent a lot of effort on this musket. How can there be any good outcome for him?"
He took out the "Fire Pan Gun" and took a look at it with a bit of reluctance on his face. He sighed: "Instead of the gun falling into the hands of that kid, it's better to throw it back to Wuyang City with the old blacksmith." It melted back in the furnace.”
Master Ou said and walked towards the door. Hua Bushi wanted to stop him, but he had just used a spell to save people and now he had the strength to stand up. He couldn't stand up in time.
At this time, I only heard someone shouting: "Stop...leave the musket"
The one who screamed was actually Ximen Tong. He had woken up at some point. His eyes were red and he suddenly jumped out of the bed. He was in front of Master Ou and reached out to grab the "Fire Pan Spear".
How could Master Ou let him catch him? He raised his hand and put the musket into his arms. Ximen Tong caught nothing, but he used too much force and fell heavily to the ground with a "pop!"
Ximen Tong had just overcome the danger of being possessed. The multiple dislocated joints on his body had only just been reconnected. Not only was he unable to perform martial arts, but he was actually much weaker than Hua Bushi. After falling, he was already crawling on the ground and unable to stand up.
Master Ou curled his lips and said: "Boy, you are so useless and you really don't deserve to be the owner of this 'fire spear'. If you insist on using it, I think you should forget it." [
He raised his feet to walk away, but found that his ankles were tightly grasped by the young man lying on the ground.
Ximen Tong gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't leave, you can't leave unless you leave the musket behind."
At this time, Hua Bushi had arrived, squatted down and reached out to help Ximen Tong. Rather than the "Fire Pan Spear", he was more concerned about the third disciple and asked: "Ah Tong, how did you become possessed? If it weren't for me and Master Ou, By chance, you may be dead by now."