The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#355 - What kind of internal strength do you have?

Although there were some twists and turns in the middle, the green-clad girl was eventually rescued successfully.

Moreover, Lu Jing took the opportunity to expend a day's worth of internal energy, which could be considered as earning back the medicine money for falling into the mortal world. It's just a pity that this money is just a drop in the bucket compared to his current debts.

Since returning from Wujiang City last time, Lu Jing had fed the strange luck that seemed less and less like fortune to the hungry black cat. He also made up his mind that after he could increase the time he could be active, he would go to the capital to find a real fortune to replace it, and then find a way to make money.

While pondering what to do to make money quickly, he walked out of Ding Liu's house, but unexpectedly, he was stopped again not long after going out.

Lu Jing took a closer look and found that the people who stopped him were the old blind man and the gambling ghost who had come to rescue people earlier.

The two of them obviously didn't expect to wait so long. At this time, the sky had already slightly turned fish-belly white, and it was not far from dawn.

And it had been five hours since Lu Jing first entered the house.

After waiting for Lu Jing, the old blind man didn't say anything, just raised the bamboo cane in his hand, and then suddenly struck Lu Jing's chest with it.

Lu Jing didn't know what the other party meant by this, but seeing that the bamboo cane didn't have a sharp edge, he didn't dodge it and stood there to take the blow head-on.

After that, Lu Jing's body only swayed slightly, but the old blind man staggered back six steps in a row, and could no longer hold the bamboo cane steadily, and it fell to the ground like this.

"What kind of internal energy cultivation do you have?" The old blind man was horrified.

It was already outrageous for Lu Jing to stay in the house for five hours. When the old blind man was traveling around the martial world, he had never heard of anyone's internal energy being so profound.

He originally thought that after such a long time, Lu Jing's internal energy should have been exhausted. In comparison, after these five hours of recuperation, his internal energy had recovered to almost two-thirds. He wanted to use the bamboo cane to test the waters and find out how much true energy was left in Lu Jing's body.

Lu Jing's internal energy was stimulated and spontaneously protected his body, not only forcing his internal energy out, but also pouring back into his meridians. Although the old blind man was a first-rate master, he had suffered very serious internal injuries before.

Just as he himself said, his internal breath was already not working smoothly, but he was shaken very embarrassedly by the incoming internal energy. He kept retreating and dropped the walking stick on the ground.

However, Lu Jing quickly picked up the bamboo cane and returned it to the old blind man, while asking with concern, "Senior, is there anything I can do for you?"

The old blind man didn't answer immediately, but spent some time adjusting his internal breath.

However, after adjusting his internal breath, he still didn't speak.

The main reason was that the current situation was a bit awkward, completely different from his initial expectations.

The old blind man was also a first-rate master, and he had a great reputation in the martial world. Seeing that his lifespan was coming to an end, he wanted to find a successor. In the martial world, this was a standard template for a lucky encounter story.

Meeting a master under the moon, the master casually points out with a cane, and then says to the bewildered successor, "Not bad, your internal energy cultivation is very good. You have passed my assessment and can inherit my mantle and practice this unparalleled divine skill."

Then he leaves the formulas and moves to the excited successor, or simply says to him, "I will only demonstrate this skill twice. How much you can remember is up to your good fortune."

After passing on the skill, he drifts away, so as to reflect the demeanor of a master.

But now it's good, he encountered Lu Jing, whose internal energy had been refreshed twice, and he overturned in the first step. He was shaken away, and the cane was also lost. Lu Jing picked it up for him, which made him even more embarrassed.

Moreover, he was actually a little uneasy for a while. He was clearly here to pass on the skill, but it felt like he was going to school as a child and the teacher was checking his homework with a ruler.

Fortunately, at this time, the gambling ghost next to him had taken over the conversation. He stared at Lu Jing with wide eyes, shouting that it was evil, and then eagerly tried, "I…can I try it too?"

"Sure."

Lu Jing nodded, and then saw the gambling ghost turn his head to the old blind man and say, "Do you want to bet on how far I can fly?"

The old blind man was too lazy to pay attention to him.

A look of regret appeared on the gambling ghost's face, but after all, Mr. Bamboo Cane was a senior, and he couldn't force it too much, so he could only refocus his attention on Lu Jing.

Then he took a stance, concentrated his mind, and threw a punch.

Don't look at his usual idle appearance, pulling people to gamble everywhere, but he is a genuine second-rate master anyway, and this punch is extraordinary, obviously from a famous school.

However, this punch, which seemed enough to split monuments and crack rocks, fell into Lu Jing's palm, but it failed to stir up the slightest ripple.

However, Lu Jing didn't embarrass the gambling ghost this time. Because he could prepare in advance, he restrained most of his power, so in the end, the gambling ghost only swayed in place, like he was drunk.

The gambling ghost also noticed Lu Jing's mercy to him. After he regained his balance, he clasped his fists at Lu Jing and said, "Amazing, your internal energy cultivation is really amazing. If anyone gambles with me on who is the number one master of internal energy in the world in the future, I will definitely bet on you."

After saying that, the gambling ghost, feeling that strange knowledge had been added, left contentedly.

Only Lu Jing and the old blind man were left.

However, the gambling ghost's interruption relieved a lot of the old blind man's previous embarrassment and allowed him to sort out what he was going to say next.

This time, the old blind man didn't talk about anything else, and went straight to the point, unbuttoning his clothes and revealing a terrifying scar that stretched from his chest all the way to his abdomen.

"Does Grandmaster Lu know where this injury on my body came from?"

Although Lu Jing found his question a bit strange, he still shook his head, "Junior doesn't know, but I think that anyone who can injure Senior must also be a contemporary master."

The old blind man nodded, "This injury was left by Han Shi, the master of the Sword Washing Pavilion."

Lu Jing was surprised. In today's martial world, the debate about who is the number one martial artist in the world has never stopped, and among them, the name of Han Shi, the master of the Sword Washing Pavilion, is mentioned the most.

This person is extremely obsessed with swords, and even vowed never to marry, because he said that his heart only has swords, and can no longer accommodate other feelings.

It is precisely because of this persistence and extremely high martial arts qualifications that Han Shi has cultivated the Sword Washing Pavilion's most difficult to cultivate One-Heart Sword.

It is rumored that after this set of sword techniques is completed, no one can break it. The old blind man's defeat at his hands is not a loss.