The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

Duan Zhengchun glared angrily: "Boy Ling, you are so brave! How dare you talk to your father-in-law like that."

"I'm just reminding you." Ling Chi squinted at him, "Without you, A'Zi and A'Zi have survived the hardest days. Now you are putting on airs for my father-in-law with me, have you ever thought that you would do it for them? What?"

Duan Zhengchun's anger subsided immediately, and he looked at his two daughters with great shame, without any confidence at all.

Ruan Xingzhu burst into tears, and said: "It's all my fault, if I don't send A'Zhu and A'Zi away..."

"No, it has nothing to do with you, Ah Xing." Duan Zhengchun shook his head again and again, and said, "It's me, and it's all my fault. If I hadn't walked away, you wouldn't... blame me, blame me."

"Duan Lang..."

"A Xing..."

The two hugged each other and cried.

"..."

Qiao Feng couldn't bear it when he saw it: "Brother Ling, stop talking!"

"Tsk!" Ling Chi got up, took A'Zhu's hand, and said, "It's rare to come to Taihu Lake, why don't you go to Yanziwu?"

"Yeah." A'Zhu nodded and said with a smile, "It's all up to you."

Ling Chi nodded with a smile, and asked Qiao Feng: "Brother Qiao, do you want to see Nan Murong?"

Qiao Feng laughed and said: "Since you are in Suzhou, how can you not visit Mr. Murong. Go together, go together."

"Murong Fu came last time, I didn't see him, this time I want to see, who can be compared to my husband?" Ah Zi stood up and said a little dissatisfied.

"..."

Watching the four of them jump into Abi's boat and leave like arrows, Duan Zhengchun and Ruan Xingzhu looked at each other in blank dismay: This...so they left?don't go!We still have a lot of crying scenes and bitter scenes that haven't been staged yet!

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Chapter 263 Sending internal strength from thousands of miles away, the good man Jiumozhi

Thirty miles to the west of Suzhou City is Yanziwu, where Murong Fu's Canhezhuang was built. To reach Shenhezhuang, you have to go by water.Under the guidance of Abi, Ling Chi waved his palm back, and the boat shuttled across the lake like an arrow from the string, allowing everyone to experience the thrill of a modern yacht.

"Brother Ling's control of palm strength is really at the pinnacle." Qiao Feng praised: "Qiao is willing to bow down."

Ling Chi smiled slightly, but said nothing.

Who knows how much time and thought he spent honing his palm skills after seeing Miejue Shitai control the boat. It was really an unbearable past, and the difficulty was no less than that of making a blue recipe.

Now he is able to pretend to be coercive silently, and he has also worked hard.

The waterways staggered, and the boat sailed on the lake for a while, and finally landed at Sanhezhuang.

"Brother Murong, Ling Chi is here!" As soon as the boat touched the shore, Ling Chi used his internal force to transmit the sound, resounding throughout the entire Shenhe Village.

Murong Fu and the four great masters who were confronting the enemy immediately showed ecstasy, and Bao Budong laughed loudly: "Wonderful! Wonderful! When a strong enemy strikes, Mr. Ling will arrive. It's really wonderful!"

Murong Fu mobilized all his strength and roared, "Brother Ling, save me!"

Hearing Murong Fu's cry for help, everyone's expressions changed, Ling Chi immediately used Lingbo Light Smoke Kung Fu, and instantly disappeared in place, startling everyone.

"What amazing lightness kung fu!" Qiao Feng was extremely shocked: "Brother Ling's lightness kung fu is probably the best in the world!"

"Young Master's voice came from over there, let's go there quickly." Abi rushed out anxiously.

A'Zhu, Qiao Feng and A'Zi also chased after them.

At the same time, Ling Chi appeared in the back garden where Murong Fu was at lightning speed. At this moment, Murong Fu and the four great generals confronted a monk in some embarrassment.

"Brother Murong! Ling Chi is here!" Ling Chi touched the ground with one foot, and he had already rushed in front of Murong Fu, and turned to look at the monk opposite.

This monk is wearing a yellow monk robe, less than 50 years old, clothed with straw sandals, his face is full of spirits, and there seems to be a faint stream of precious light, which is like a bright jewel, naturally shining.

"Brother Murong, why are you fighting with the monk? Who is this old monk?" Ling Chi asked.

When Ling Chi appeared, Murong Fu heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "This man is Jiumozhi, the guardian mage of the Tubo Kingdom. He said on the surface that he wanted to worship his late father, but he secretly stole my Murong family's supreme knowledge, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi He. Shen Hezhi, now I smashed it, but he became angry from embarrassment, and wanted to kill someone to silence him."

"Oh?" Ling Chi looked at Jiumozhi, and said, "So you are Jiumozhi who was shot by Tianlong Temple. You look good, but unfortunately, you have a bad heart and don't look like a monk."

Being stabbed in public, Jiumozhi's complexion changed, and he said coldly: "Who is your Excellency? Why do you want to meddle in the poor monk's business?"

"I'm brother Murong's friend. If my brother is in trouble, of course I have to take care of it." Ling Chi stepped forward: "A monk who steals other people's martial arts and even murders others is really a scum of Buddhism."

Ling Chi just stepped forward slowly, seemingly full of flaws all over his body, but Jiumozhi had an illusion that no matter what martial arts attack he used, he would be instantly broken by him.

Heck!

Jiumozhi was furious: Impossible!Absolutely impossible!

"Flame Knife!" Jiumozhi formed a knife with his right palm, and the red hot zhenqi gathered at the edge of his palm. When he swung his right arm downward, he saw a fiery red knife qi slash towards Ling Chi.

"Mr. Ling be careful!" Bao BuTong yelled. Although Bao BuTong had a bad mouth, he cared about his true friends very much. Otherwise, A'Zhu and A'Bi wouldn't get along so well with him.

Facing the roaring flame knife, Ling Chi snorted coldly, an air wall blocked five feet away from his body, the flame knife hit the air wall, and disappeared without a sound.

No, it didn't disappear, but was swallowed by the air wall.

The Taiji magic skill absorbs, purifies, and refines the absorbed Flame Saber True Qi, and finally introduces it into Ling Chi's dantian, gaining another year's internal strength for nothing.

Ling Chi breathed a sigh of relief: "The old monk's true energy is quite pure, not bad."

Jiumozhi turned around and ran away without the slightest sign.

run!run!If you don't run, you will die!

Jiumozhi roared inwardly.

"Want to run!?" Even though Ling Chidang performed the Dragon Capturing Kungfu, the strong suction pulled Jiumozhi who had already run tens of meters away. Ling Chi drew in front of him.

Ling Chi pointed at Jiumozhi's acupoints, and happily sucked in a wave of zhenqi.

Although Jiumozhi's age is not younger than Wu Xingyun's, his internal energy is not much lower than Wu Xingyun's. After some purification and refining, Ling Chi has absorbed pure internal energy for more than 30 years, because the internal energy is pure enough, even if it is transformed into innate true energy , which is also equivalent to the total amount of more than ten years.Like a master of the rivers and lakes with more than a hundred years of internal strength.

Feeling that all his internal energy was sucked away, Jiumozhi was terrified, and after Ling Chi unlocked his acupoints, he collapsed powerlessly on the ground, his face withered, as if he had aged 20 years.

"It's done." Ling Chi felt the surge of true energy in his body, looked at Jiumozhi very friendly, and said, "Master is really a good man!"

Jiu Mozhi: "..."