Over the years, Jing Feng, Taoist Master Ye Wujian's skill has become famous far and wide, from greedy... high-ranking officials and rich people to civilian pawns. Countless people have come to look for a doctor through his wonderful hands.

Consultation. Although the Taoist Association and the Quanzhen Sect have never recognized Jing Feng’s Taoist identity and Taoist status, almost all people in Xi’an know that there is a living god in Liuxian Temple.

Because he does not charge money for medical treatment, especially his reputation of never lie, Taoist Jing Feng's character has been respected by neighbors and all walks of life. Those capable people rebuilt the palace for Liuxianguan, although it is still six.

Seven small houses, but the green bricks, green tiles, high windows and bright windows are almost like a place for immortals.

Someone invested in building a pedestrian walkway from the valley entrance to Liuxian Temple, which facilitated the Taoist priest to climb the steps and go up and out of the mountains. Some people set up electric poles from a far place at the foot of the mountain to pull the wires into the temple, and some people went from the mountain spring.

Digging the underwater pipes in the underwater channel, the Taoist priest would no longer need to tremble and work hard along the mountain wall every day. At night, Taoist Jing Feng could watch the Hollywood Gunfight DVD leisurely, and the fully automatic washing machine was happily rubbing the Taoist robe.

Some people also hire people to carry rice, flour, oil and seasonal vegetables into the mountains every month. As a result, Taoist priests couldn't eat that much, which caused Liuxianguan to waste food and piles of garbage. Therefore, those who have no power, no power, no money

Those who have been favored by Taoist priests will always come to Liuxian Temple to clean the inside and outside. Women tirelessly dismantle the Taoist priests to wash the bedding, and the fine and neat stitches are all in the cotton wool, and there is no sign outside.

With fame, life has become more prosperous, but Jing Feng is still the same Jing Feng, Taoist Master is as taciturn as ever. In addition to treating people, he also grows some vegetables and food in his spare time, raises chickens, eats eggs, raises sheep and drinks sheep milk

, no desires and no desires, no disputes with the world. The three earliest rules for treating people are not distinguished from wealth and wealth, no one only talks about coming first and then coming. With fame and reputation, no one dares to break his rules and arouse public anger

It's not a joke.

Even if such a person does not dare to call him a genius doctor, he must be worthy of a profound Taoist practice. But even so, Zhuo Yang did not have much hope that he could see the details of his "strange disease".

Sure enough, Jing Feng smiled and said, "You have no illness and are very healthy."

The sister Zhuo Qiutian, who looked a little nervous, was a little disappointed when she heard this. Zhuo Yang was nothing. As he expected, he continued to chat with Jing Feng and started chatting with him.

Before studying abroad, when Zhuo Yang followed his father back to the village, he often took time to go to Liuxian Temple to play for a while. After going to high school, he also took his friends and others to go out for a walk in the mountains on bicycles. Jing Feng made a lot of trips to the mountains with his bicycles.

Every time I see him, I change my silent and dull appearance, and I am very happy. I always take out my best things to entertain Zhuo Yang. This has been like this since I was a very young child.

After running around, he was no longer entertaining, and he could be called serving. Everyone could see that Jing Feng was respectful to Zhuo Yang, and he never concealed it. Dad Zhuo Tongtong was very surprised at first why he was like this.

What is there for a little kid to be respected by a living god? Jing Feng never explains, he will do his own things and remain respectful.

For example, Zhuo Yang served him tea, Jing Feng would definitely stand up and bent over and take it with his hands. If it were someone else, if the Taoist priest was sloppy on the sofa, he would give you face if he just glanced at him.

Even though he was puzzled, Jing Feng had accumulated over the years of reputation, and through observation, he found that he did not have any intentions towards Zhuo Yang, and his eyes could not deceive people. Zhuo Tongtong let him go, Zhuo

Of course, Yang doesn't care.

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"Yege, I haven't seen any corrections for a long time. Why didn't he come together today?" Zhuo Yang asked Taoist Jing Feng.

"On the first day of the Lunar New Year, someone will go to the temple to burn incense, and I will let him guard the mountains."

Xiu Zheng is Jing Feng's apprentice, who is twenty-seven years old this year. Speaking of Jing Feng's acquisition of this apprentice, it is also a strange story, and it has made the world's sense of Jing Feng new, which happened ten years ago.

The people in Guanzhong, Shaanxi are strong and the people are martial. Ten years ago, the public security in Xi'an was very bad, and it was common for idle scoundrels to harm the countryside. Both south of Xi'an, there was a young gangster who lacked discipline in the county next door.

nicknamed Erhu, he was born in the seventeenth year of the year and was born with a tall horse and a big body, and he could not pry a 125 motorcycle and could not pry a lock, so he could tie it up with a rope and carry it on.

Erhu's parents divorced in his early years, and after he had a stepmother, no one restrained him anymore. He had fought and sneaked since he was a child. It was common for the junior high school management office to go in and out. The family no longer cared about him, and he was rushed out and let him die on his own. Erhu had since then.

He then hangs in the streets and alleys and begins his career in the troubled village.

On this day, Erhu, who had just been out of labor camp for half a year from Luyang Salt Field for a few days, had no money at his hands. He heard that Liuxianguan twenty miles away from the west was very rich, and there was only a thin Taoist priest in the temple, so he was in charge of his own.

Three whip came over.

It was an afternoon, and Jing Feng was packing his vegetable garden. Erhu touched it in and pressed it against his throat with a steel whip to ask for money. When Jing Feng saw him, his eyes lit up and laughed. This smile caused a saliva.

The steel whip was whipped hard, and Jing Feng was beaten to the point of bleeding.

The slutty boy who was ruthless would not be afraid of a person's life. Seeing that no one was around, Jing Feng was about to suffer a murder. At this moment, Zhang Genxue, the coach of the Sanda team in Shaanxi Province, brought four team members into the mountain to Liuxian Temple to fulfill his wish to burn incense.

Zhang Genxue was born in the military reconnaissance company and had unfathomable skills. A few years later, he became the first head coach of the Chinese National Sanda team and trained many Sanda champions, including Liu Hailong, Baoligao, Bian Maofu, Zhang Kaiyin and other famous king-level generals.

They are all members of his team, known as the "Chinese Sanda Grandmaster".

Speaking of which, Zhang Genxue and Zhuo Yang have a lot of relationships, but the two have never dealt with each other. Uncle Li, the military sports teaching and research department of the courtyard who taught Zhuo Yang's Kung Fu, was his eldest disciple, and Zhuo Yang was equal to

He is Uncle Li's closed disciple.

Zhang Genxue suffered from severe erosion and chronic gastric ulcer. After multiple treatments failed, he was treated with three prescriptions by Taoist Jing Feng, and the root cause of the disease was removed. People who are martial arts are good at drinking, so Coach Zhang can indulge in love with his friends every day.

Drinking freely is no longer like drinking, it hurts so much that it hurts.

Coach Zhang was so angry that he screamed. He almost tore Erhu to pieces. If Master Jing Feng had not stopped him, Zhang Genxue and his disciples would have made up their minds to beat Erhu to death and bury it deep.

In the mountains.

Erhu was turned to the Chengguan Police Station in Shanxia County, but he was beaten again. The director was also a person who had received the favor of Jing Feng, and the director was also the same. He was just preparing to take Erhu to the municipal bureau and give him a heavy sentence.

Yes, the head is like an Arab Jing Feng.

"This man has the fate of Taoism, give him to me, and I want to accept him as his disciple."

Everyone was shocked. If the two of them were alone in the mountains and harming the Taoist priest's life, they would be beyond the reach of regret.

"Nothing to the point, untie his handcuffs."

Jing Feng threw the Sanjie whip to Erhu, and then found a bone-removing knife from the police station kitchen and threw it to him.

"Because you have the fate of Taoism, I want to accept you as my disciple, so I was beaten by you just now. Now, you can do it again."

Erhu is the kind of cruel character who never admits coward as long as he can't be beaten to death. He immediately picked up the bone-cutting knife and rushed over.'bia!' In a blink of an eye, he was slapped three meters away by Jing Feng.

on the wall.

Everyone present was completely eye-opening. No one expected that the thin Jing Feng would have such skills.

"I can't help you, do you want to be my apprentice today."

After posting seven or eight times on the wall, Erhu, who was covered in bruises, had no strength and limped back to Liuxian Temple with his master. From then on, Jing Feng had a disciple with a big waist, round waist, but well-behaved, obedient and very gentle way, and Taoist name Xiuzheng.

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Of course things would not be so simple. Later, someone asked Jing Feng how he made Erhu return to his heart completely, but Jing Feng was unwilling to answer because he never lie. It was just that someone who occasionally saw said that Erhu was hung on a tree and beaten

It took a whole month.

The Taoist Xiu Zheng was a few years older than Zhuo Yang, but at the command of his master, he had called Zhuo Yang in a regular manner from the beginning.

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After seeing off Master Jing Feng and having lunch dumplings, my father wanted to drive to personally take Zhuo Yang and his brother to Xianyang International Airport in Xi'an. After this trip, is the source of Zhuo Yang's "strange disease" terrible?

There are too many people who are looking forward to this. His health not only affects his own football career, but also affects AC Milan's long-term plan, and even affects the turbulent world football.
Chapter completed!