Path to the God

0After Liu Xing observed carefully with the Spiritual Sense, he realized that when the middle-aged monk pierced through the red brick, his entire hand had turned slightly red, as if it was covered in a layer of faint flames, and couldn't be seen with the naked eye.    

    

According to the identity of the middle-aged monk, five words suddenly popped up in Liu Xing's mind: Strong Vajra Palm!    

    

The Mighty Vajra Palm was one of the six great kung fu skills of Nan Shaolin. It was both inside and outside the body, and once mastered, it could split open bricks and was used for barehanded techniques. It was extremely powerful.    

    

The middle-aged monk being able to split the strength of the Great Strength Vajra Palm into every finger, piercing through the red brick and crushing them into pieces, showed that the middle-aged monk's Great Strength Vajra Palm had already reached the Transformation Realm. He was definitely a Expert among Expert.    

    

Since the middle-aged monk knew how to use the King Kong Palm, it was not hard to guess that the move he used to break the legs and neck of the hens was undoubtedly the Tendon Breaking Hand.    

    

The Tendon Splitting Bone Hands was a type of great capture technique. It could be divided into tendons and bones, and it was a technique that used the knowledge of human Skeleton s to dismantle enemy joints. It was the reverse of using bones in traditional Chinese medicine.    

    

The fact that the middle-aged monk could use the Tendon Splitting Bone Splitting Hand on an ordinary hens showed that the middle-aged monk's Tendon Splitting Hand had also reached the Transformation Boundary.    

    

Merely from the actions of the middle-aged monk, it could be seen that the middle-aged monk had at least two peerless cultivation techniques. A Expert who had two peerless cultivation techniques, his strength most likely had already surpassed the Earth Rank and had reached the Sky Rank!    

    

Liu Xing was puzzled, why did this middle-aged monk come to the mortal world and sell dog skin ointment, trying to scam him?    

    

Could it be that the Expert is really in the public?    

    

"Alright, everyone open your eyes wide, this humble one will clean up the old hen's medicine and save the old hen!"    

    

After the middle-aged monk said this, he poured some medicinal wine into one of his palms. With his other hand, he picked up old hen and wiped the medicinal wine on his broken leg while healing old hen's muscles and bones.    

    

After catching the old hen's feet, the middle-aged monk poured some of the medicinal wine and wiped the old hen's neck. He lightly pulled on old hen and threw him on the ground.    

    

old hen still looked dead when he was thrown out by the middle-aged monk. The middle-aged man that liked to find fault with said: "This chicken is still alive …"    

    

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, old hen had smashed into the ground and remained motionless.    

    

After two seconds, old hen stood up with his legs supporting, and took two steps forward shakily, then quickly walked to the side of the big rooster.    

    

"The chicken is alive! It's really alive! It's alive!"    

    

The crowd erupted into applause.    

    

"This humble monk's medicinal wine has an illness that can be cured, no illness that can be cured, low price, no need for 450, no need for 350, only 250 bottles, 250 bottles, the quantity is limited. Buy quickly, until the sales are over!"    

    

Needless to say, it was quite effective for the middle-aged monk to show off his skills. However, not many idiots from the crowd were willing to spend money to buy it.    

    

Firstly, this medicinal wine was too expensive. A small bottle would cost two hundred and fifty yuan. They were not rich and did not have any serious problems with this medicinal wine.    

    

Secondly, they felt that this middle-aged monk was a swindler and was playing a trick on their eyes. Even though there seemed to be no flaws and it was completely real, they still felt that this middle-aged monk was a swindler.    

    

People nowadays are used to looking at the world with suspicion, and the more real you are, the more fake they feel.    

    

There were a few old man Elders who wanted to buy them, but were reluctant to take out that much money. They were currently bargaining with the two young monks, hoping to be cheaper so that they could buy a bottle of wine to use.    

    

The middle-aged monk waited for a long time. When he saw that no one was willing to pay for it, his face showed some displeasure. However, he still forced himself to return to a smiling state.    

    

Since everyone wants to buy one, and the price is too high, then this humble monk will do a good deed for you today. I will treat it as accumulating some merits and buy one bottle for you at a cheaper price of one hundred yuan each.    

    

After the middle-aged monk said this, he clasped his hands together and slightly bowed to the crowd.    

    

The middle-aged monk's move had a very good effect. A few elders had already started to fork out money to buy a bottle of wine.    

    

Seeing this, Liu Xing decided to quit and buy food. He originally had a sense of justice, but after knowing how terrifying the middle-aged monk was, he didn't dare to meddle in other people's business.    

    

Liu Xing thought: "This is just a setback for me to gain some intelligence. After these people are tricked, they will have to be on high alert in the future!"    

    

Liu Xing found an excuse to console himself and prepared to leave immediately. In this kind of situation, it was best not to stay for too long!    

    

"Everyone, do not buy! Do not be fooled! This monk is a swindler!"    

    

Just as Liu Xing turned around, the bespectacled man beside him started shouting loudly.    

    

bespectacled man was breathing rapidly, his forehead was drenched in cold sweat and his body was trembling slightly. Obviously, his words had mustered a lot of courage!    

    

bespectacled man was very nervous, but after he shouted those words, even though his body was still trembling uncontrollably, he felt his entire body becoming warm, and his blood was boiling in his chest.    

    

Liu Xing stopped. He was the same as most of the young people, full of fighting spirit and sense of justice.    

    

Liu Xing continued to observe the situation and thought to himself: This bespectacled man is in trouble, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!    

    

A hint of displeasure flashed through the middle-aged monk's eyes as he said in a flat tone, "Young man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!" This humble monk's medicinal wine is the most precious treasure of the buddhist faith, it has the country's authentication. Did you see the permit on the bottle? "That was approved by the Ministry of Health. I can see that you are a cultured person. You should understand it, right?"    

    

The middle-aged monk thought that the bespectacled man did not know anything.    

    

The middle-aged monk was calm and composed. In the secular world, there were many people who used this method of selling medicinal wine, but their skills were far inferior to his. What he used was true skill!    

    

A Boss Lord beside him also said, "You youngsters are too insensible. Don't you see that a dead chicken can save your life? Dozens of eyes are staring at him. How could this master be a swindler? "    

    

On the other hand, the middle-aged man who liked to cause trouble supported the Eye Man, he said to bespectacled man: "Don't be afraid, we can't read, so we don't know much. You should see if it's true or not, don't worry, we support you!"    

    

With the support of the middle aged man, bespectacled man calmed down a lot, but his hands were still trembling a little.    

    

An old woman in his seventies couldn't stand it anymore. With a dark expression and a blaming tone, he said, "Young man, don't mess around. I'm going to buy some food after buying some medicine. Don't waste everyone's time!"    

    

The middle-aged monk was still calm and unworried. Even the two young monks looked at bespectacled man with disdain.    

    

bespectacled man looked at it for a while, then raised his head and pointed to the number of the permit, and said loudly: "Everyone look, here is written: Imperial Guard Extinguisher (2016) No. 250. "This is a health permit number, but the product is used for disinfection. It's approved by the Ministry of Health to improve the quality of public health, so it doesn't have any curative effect!"    

    

The man paused for a moment and continued to speak loudly, "Our country has a strict system of approval for the production of medicines. Only when the drug box is marked with 'National Drug Registration Number' will the approval number be true. Everyone has been deceived!"    

    

Breaking one's path of wealth was like killing one's parents!    

    

After Liu Xing heard this, he knew that today's matter was big. He was already prepared to activate the Zhenqi at any time, he was worried that the middle-aged monk would suddenly make a move and kill the innocent.    

    

As the saying goes, this matter has nothing to do with you.    

    

In this current society, many people were selfish. They urgently needed people like the bespectacled man, who was filled with a sense of justice, Liu Xing did not want to see the bespectacled man die under the hands of the middle-aged monk.    

    

Liu Xing was full of passion and bloodlust. Even if he had to die, he wanted to give his all for this society.    

    

The middle-aged monk's expression changed and he said in a stern voice, "Little guy, you haven't even grown all your hair. Who do you think you are? What do you mean what do you say? "    

    

Hearing the middle-aged monk's words, bespectacled man became excited, he became even more courageous and argued: "If you are sure that your medicinal wine is real, we can immediately call the National Industry Bureau's Telephone 12315 to verify!"    

    

This time, the middle-aged monk did not say anything, but quietly stared at bespectacled man, like a wolf staring at its prey, his eyes cold and cruel!