After another half an hour, there was movement from Wang Yu.
He opened his eyes first, and a lot of dead skin fell off his eyelids.
Then he quickly moved his hands over his body.
First, it was like peeling off eggshells, peeling off large tracts of dead skin, and then it was rubbed hard on the body.
"OK OK!"
"It's almost done. Keep some of it and let the girl rub it for you when you go home. Doesn't it smell good?" Cao Zhe interrupted Wang Yu and continued to play the restricted content.
Wang Yu stopped his hand and felt the heat rushing from his lower back to his anterior (cleft) glands, and smiled like an adult.
"You're right, you should really keep some of it."
As he spoke, he put on the clothes he had prepared long ago and moved his hands and feet. Although his figure was still thin, he already had a spirit that was completely different from before.
"Now that your hair has been burned off, have you ever thought that you would be an undercover agent if you were bald?" Cao Zhe asked.
Wang Yu didn't even look up. He tied his belt and said, "Not everyone in the Bald Club is bald, so if you arrange an undercover agent, you don't necessarily have to shave your head."
After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Cao Zhe: "What? Are you interested in bald heads?"
"If you're interested, I'll find you something to do. I just happened to have some new information sent back. Tianming, the abbot in front of the Shaolin Temple, and a few old guys of the same generation have been in Lin'an recently. I'd be happy for you to help him. Catch it back."
After getting rid of Shen Ke, Wang Yu was finally able to speak naturally.
The temperament also seems to be much more vivid.
"No! I'm not interested. I just want to practice martial arts and break the boundaries as soon as possible." Cao Zhe shook his head.
He took great pains to solve Wang Yu's physical problems, not just to continue to be an errand boy and bait for him.
Wang Yu tidied his clothes, then found some black ash on the ground and smeared it on his face, then sat down in the wheelchair and waved to Cao Zhe.
"What are you still doing?"
"Why don't you push me out?"
Cao Zhe sneered and said: "It is indeed Lao Yinbi who wants to trick people... If you do this, you will ruin my sign."
Wang Yu said: "It can't be smashed, just don't be annoyed."
While talking, Cao Zhe pushed the wheelchair, and the two of them left the copper hall together.
Outside the Bronze Palace, there seemed to have been a bloody battle.
Some captains of the Zhenshan Division wearing soft armor, holding bloody weapons, stood around to guard the surroundings.
There were many corpses wearing black night clothes on the ground.
A big hole was dug out in the ground. It was obvious that these people who came to attack had dug holes to avoid the artillery fire on the surface.
Cao Zhe originally thought that Zhenshan Division was a violent yamen controlled by someone who was the opposite of Guo Jing and Wang Yu, but now it seems to be the opposite.
Thinking about it this way, the early bombardment on Shaoshi Mountain was worth pondering.
However, the martial arts world did not fall into extreme chaos due to the large number of actions of Zhenshan Division. Instead, it began to be in order, which further proved that Zhenshan Division, in general, has always been under Wang Yu's control.
"As expected, Lao Yinbi."
"A good boy like me, compared with them, his heart is really pure."
"Fortunately, the track is different, at least there is no competition for the time being."
Although Cao Zhe sighed in his heart, he was not worried at all.
Absolute strength can cut off all conspiracies.
If you were tricked... it's just because you're not strong enough.
"Set a small target first. Whoever attacks me, I will recite a spell and kill him directly." Cao Zhe cheered for himself.
Seeing that Wang Yu was pushed out and his complexion seemed to have improved, many people looked happy and looked at Cao Zhe with admiration.
When Wang Yu was surrounded by the crowd and escorted back to Jinling City, Cao Zhe looked at the figure moving away from the crowd and felt as if... he was being used as a gun again?
Cao Zhe's feeling was correct.
In the next few days, Cao Zhe's Imperial Prefect's Office received a large number of gift orders.
Tacky items such as gold and silver jewelry, agates and emeralds, young girls with different styles but all the same beauty, etc., are all sent to the Imperial Prefect's Mansion by the carload, by the carload, in groups.
To be more elegant, you can send famous paintings, antiques, or even a crown to a woman with good looks and a good knowledge of Taoism.
There are many gifts, and there is an endless stream of people coming to ask for a visit.
Obviously, Wang Yu concealed his 'physical condition' and did not hide it.
On the contrary, everyone in Jinling with some connections, connections and abilities knew about Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Guoshi used his wonderful rejuvenation methods to bring the already seriously ill Dean Wang Yuwang back from the brink of death and turned him into a little boy. A master of martial arts.
How can one not be amazed and envied by such an ability that dominates the creation of heaven and earth?
Since Cao Zhe can transform one Wang Yu, he should be able to transform more people, right?
The high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the court, those who are extremely wealthy, may not all have good martial arts skills, and they also have many physical problems.
But they all want to ask Master Zhang to adjust them so that they can live longer and live longer.
"Get out!"
"Tell them all to get lost!"
"Throw all these things out!"
"What do you think I am here for?"
"Blind massaging or Wenzhou back-stepping? Don't bother me with my martial arts practice!" Cao Zhe, who continued to study Wanshou Dao Zang, was extremely annoyed by these constant noises.
This was a battle between Chaotang and Jianghu, and what he endured was the aftermath.
Wang Yu deliberately concealed the news of his physical recovery, but he revealed the slightest trace, trying to dig out all the nails around him.
And the other side of the fight is not stupid either.
The truth is known one second, and the news is announced directly the next second.
This led to Cao Zhe's reputation exploding.
However, recalling what Wang Yu said before, it seems that this result was also within his expectation.
I don't know what else this guy has in mind.
Cao Zhe originally planned to pack up the Wanshou Daozang directly and return to Wudang Mountain to clean up. As for the popular 'teaching materials', Cao Zhe had already taken the time to prepare them and was just waiting for Wang Yu to fulfill his promise.
However, Wang Yu was very wise and had Guo Jing's handwritten book of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms delivered to his door as an apology.
With Cao Zhe's current ability and strength, he would not be jealous of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
In addition to some collecting habits, the biggest reason is that I want to see through the path Guo Jing took through this handwritten secret book.
"Exaltation of the dragon has regrets, which is the core meaning of the Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon. The true meaning of all the palms is not to be exaggerated, but to regret."
"If you regret, you will turn back. Use seven points of your strength and leave three points behind. The divine dragon will wag its tail, and the real dragon will look back."
"If you have the power to shake mountains and seas, you should also have the courage to face danger without fear."
"The power of the palms is connected, one palm comes out and the other palm comes back, the chain is interlocked, the palms are connected, the more you fight, the stronger you become, the more you fight, the braver you become, until you are unparalleled in strength and invincible."
Guo Jing's vigorous and generous writing style succinctly explains the core power secrets of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
"I see. No wonder the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are known as the best palms in the world."
"Shaolin Temple's powerful Vajra Palm, Prajna Palm, and the wonderful combination of two palms, and the Vajra Prajna Palm above it are all famous for their majestic palm power, but they are far from comparable to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. In the final analysis, the subduing The palm power of the Eighteen Dragon Palms is superimposed and accumulated. When the powerful and domineering palm power turns back, the person who used the palm will have to face such powerful and terrifying palm power. The stronger the palm power that is struck out, the stronger the palm power that comes back. The stronger it gets. If you don’t have a heroic heart, you will lose your courage and the courage to take over before such a real dragon looks back, and naturally you will not be able to continue to take over the power of the palm and repeat the power."
"It's no wonder that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are so famous. The Beggar Clan leaders in the past generations have always been crotchless, and the elders of the Beggar Clan who have to teach one or two styles of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have not performed well."
"This palm technique cannot be learned by those who have strong muscles and bones and are brave and brave. If you learn it forcefully, it will only ruin the reputation of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and lose its prestige."
(Big pot! Let me update slowly and stay on the new book list for a few more days! I haven’t been on the list for many years. I’m miserable!)
