Chapter 739: Hair loss is more serious. Gao Jinlin has never been so excited as he is today. He has not been reused since he left the sect and joined the Dali Temple. Although his salary is not low, who knows if he joins the Yamen? Is it the heavy bag of silver that you won every month? He has always wanted to stand out and shine. With his cultivation, he can start a sect in the world. Although he will not be famous, at least he can make his name bright in a county or even a county. But he always believed that to truly shine, one still had to take the public path. Even if he became a grandmaster, would his status be as good as wearing a third-grade crimson official robe? Therefore, he has been very frustrated during these years in Dali Temple. He always felt that he had no ability but no place to display it. When he was invited to Chang'an City by the people from Dali Temple, he was full of pride. It was a kind of satisfaction that his half-life wish had finally come true, and he also had a longing for an infinitely better future. But after entering the officialdom, he realized that Dali Temple, no matter how famous it was, was only a second-rate yamen in Chang'an City. Because at that time, there was a powerful Ouchi guard who was pressing down, and Dali Temple was like a decoration. To put it bluntly, the reason why he was able to enter Dali Temple was just because Dali Temple could use the name of recruiting a martial arts hero to ask for more money from the court that's all. So he always had the illusion that he was a little wife who was raped by bandits, but because he was greedy for the official uniform, he stayed behind despite being fucked. The sky pays off, and just when he was still adhering to his ideals, the turning point in his life finally came. The Ouchi Guards Department was banned, and the Jinyi School, which had just risen to prominence, gradually declined after Su Buwei died in battle. Then, the mysterious armored general took control of the government and raised the status of Dali Temple again. Today, on his way here, Mu Chen, the minister of Dali Temple, told him that if this matter was done well, he would be promoted to the position of Shaoqing of Dali Temple. So, after seeing the two usually arrogant guys from the Criminal Department being easily killed, he couldn't bear it anymore. Gao Jinlin took a step forward, his sleeves bulging like sails filled with wind. He has never given up his practice for so many years, and even he is afraid of using this big wave and sand removal technique. He strode forward, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step he took. You must know that the official roads of the Sui Dynasty were very solid, and there were very few potholes even under heavy rain. He hit a hole with each kick, which shows how powerful his inner energy is. He is taking the path of Iron Cloth Shirt, and the big wave sand blast sounds like a powerful attack move, but it is actually a very powerful defense. Like a big wave clearing sand, it excludes all attacks. Gao Jinlin knew who the old guy was who was driving the carriage. He had become famous in the world decades ago and was known as the Sage Yanqing. It is said that this person's skills with hidden weapons have reached the point of perfection, but Gao Jinlin insists that people who use hidden weapons cannot achieve great achievements in their lives, because it is a small way. Yan Qing was right. He couldn't even remember how long it had been since he had had a fight. He frowned slightly when he saw the guy with the bulging clothes walking over like a mountain bearing down on him. Gao Forbidden Forest's Iron Cloth Shirt Kung Fu coupled with his powerful internal strength makes it seem difficult to break through hidden weapons. Gao Jinlin was also a little proud, because he could see that the sage Yan Qing didn't know how to start. Then, when he saw Yan Qing, she pointed at him. With several muffled sounds of bang bang bang, Gao Jinlin almost didn¡¯t realize where the hidden weapon came from when it hit the vital parts of his body, twice on the heart, once on the throat, and once on the lower abdomen. However, these hidden weapons could not break through his defense at all. So he took bigger steps forward, and every step he took was full of momentum. Mu Chen glanced at Baohe with a slightly satisfied look. What he said in his eyes was that you people from the Punishment Department are far behind me, the people from Dali Temple. The Pei brothers, known as the best in the Ministry of Punishment, were defeated in one encounter. They didn't even see the direction from which the hidden weapon came. Therefore, Baohe's face became even more difficult to look at. A kind of anger began to burn in his heart, so he strode forward. With a snap, a hidden weapon was flicked away by Baohe's right index finger. This finger seemed to be made of metal and was indestructible. Yan Qing¡¯s brows furrowed deeper, as if he was thinking. Then he pointed to the sky, there was a crisp sound, and a hidden weapon hit the top of Gao Forbidden Forest's head, but it was meaningless. After hitting the top of Gao Forbidden Forest's head, it was bounced away. The next second, Gao Jinlin closed his eyes, and the eyelids of both eyes clamped two hidden weapons as thin as silver needles at the same time. "Haha!" He opened his eyes and laughed, and the two needles fell down. At this moment, his expression changed slightly,The mouth that burst into laughter immediately closed, and with a soft click, he actually bit a hidden weapon with his teeth. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, the hidden weapon would have slipped into his mouth. No matter how strong the iron cloth shirt was, no one could practice it on his tongue. "Spit!" Gao Forbidden Forest spat away the hidden weapon and said four words: "It's just likeah!" The last word emphasized the sudden height, which was so sad that it made people shudder. He definitely couldn¡¯t see it, but a hidden weapon somehow got around behind him and accurately penetrated his butt hole. It has to be said that the iron cloth shirt cannot be practiced on the tongue, nor can it be practiced in the butt-hole. In an instant, Gao Jinlin understood that Yan Qing's hidden weapons were all feints, just to make him proud and careless. He thought he was careless. The one that Yan Qing hit in his mouth was a feint to cover up the point. Who the hell knew that the blow to the ass was the point? Because of the pain, his inner strength immediately dissipated, and the next second his left eye was pierced by a hidden weapon. The hidden weapon did not fly out from the back of his head, but it crushed his brain. This hidden weapon was an iron ball full of spikes, which spun into his eye socket and killed him instantly. In the carriage, the white-eyed young woman couldn't help but curl her lips and said in a low voice that this move should make the backyard bloom. Thinking that Gao Jinlin died suddenly, Baohe, who was striding forward, couldn't help but pause. His finger-flicking skills are unparalleled in the world, and there are few hidden weapons that cannot fly. But today he has seen the ultimate in hidden weapons. He can even use the method of spanking his butt. This shows that the professors of the Yanwu Academy are not that good. Quite authentic. So he hesitated for a while and decided that he could no longer hide his secrets. He raised the middle finger of his right hand as if he was raising an Optimus Prime. ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ This was the largest stick that anyone present had ever seen in their lives. A round and solid pillar made of bronze. With the sound of howling wind, Baohe's middle finger came down hard and went straight to Yan Qing's head. There is no doubt about Tiebushan's defense, but it was still broken by Yan Qing's hidden weapon. So Baohe suddenly understood a truth, a strong defense is not as good as a strong offense. He hasn¡¯t used this finger like this for a long time. Since he was promoted to the Commander-in-Chief of the Ministry of Punishment, he has rarely done anything with others, so few people know that the key to his magical skill of snapping fingers is not the word snap at all, but the fingers. This finger has become the Dinghai Shenzhen. Yan Qing felt how scary this finger was, so he immediately raised his left hand to meet it. Many Jianghu people from decades ago knew that Yan Qing's hidden weapon in his left hand was unparalleled in the world, so many people said that all his cultivation and inner strength were in his left hand. As long as Yan Qing can't use his left hand, then the holy hand is meaningless. This stick is too strong, so Yan Qing can only guard against it. With a bang, Yan Qing, who caught the stick with his left hand, was immediately half as short as he was. Everything from the waist down was smashed into the solid official road. Dust flew up and the horse next to him neighed in fear and was about to run away. , a very beautiful hand stretched out from the carriage and grabbed the shaking reins just right. No matter how hard the horse kicked and stamped, it couldn't get out at all. "How is it?" asked the white-eyed young woman who held the reins. "Very good" Yan Qing replied, but his left arm was shaking. "Your strongest hand is your left hand!" Baohe couldn't help laughing: "I'll tell you a secret My strongest left hand is also my left hand." Then he raised his left hand and extended his middle finger. Another huge and solid Qi Jin stick appeared, more domineering than the stick on the middle finger of his right hand before. When this stick came down, the air waves had blown away all the dust on the road, and the carriages were making overwhelmed noises. moan. Yan Qing had no choice but to raise his right hand and catch the stick with a bang. Bang! His body sank a lot further, and at this time, he was in the soil below his neck. "However, it is difficult for the stick to move forward. Baohe found that he was a little stupid. He had always used the middle finger of his right hand to defend against enemies, so everyone in the Punishment Department knew that Master Tixing's finger-snap magic was in his right hand. Only he knew that the fingers of his left hand were stronger. But he ignored that what he had been concealing might be concealed by others in this way. For example, the holy hand Yan Qing on the opposite side has sunk into the ground. Obviously, this old guy's right hand is far more powerful than his left hand. He is holding the stick without moving at all. ¡°I know how difficult it is to develop a dexterous hand for firing concealed weapons, and it¡¯s even harder to develop a pair of hands, especially to the point where you are¡± The corner of Baohe¡¯s mouth curled up.?, looking a little happy: "But, no matter how flexible your hands are, there are only two. Even if both hands can receive concealed weapons, there are only two. You can't have a third hand pop up and shoot a weapon." Can you kill me with a hidden weapon?" "But I still have eight fingers that can be used." After saying this, he suddenly felt a little pain in his lower body, like the pain of being kicked in the balls. He looked down subconsciously and found that his crotch was already a large area of ??red. A hidden weapon stabbed his baby at an unknown moment and cut it directly. Blood flowed out like diarrhea, and soon his pants were stained red and soaked with blood. Then, he suddenly let out a scream that was even shriller than when Gao Forbidden Forest died. Through his clothes, he could see something like a wave moving up from his lower body quickly, passing through his lower abdomen, belly, and chest. , and then emerged from his shoulder. It was a very sharp hidden weapon, like a nail, but with obvious threads. "Idiot" Yan Qing jumped up from the pit, shook the dirt off his body and said, "Who told you that I can only use my hands to receive hidden weapons? Just because my nickname was Holy Hand? That's because I have Very few people can let me use other places to send hidden weapons" His nose moved, and there was a bloody hole in Baohe's heart. His ears moved, and a line of blood appeared on Baohe's throat. "Compared with me" Yan Qing shook his head and sighed: "Unless you compare with hair As people get older, their hair loss will always be more serious." The reason why he said this is because Baohe's hair is indeed very thick. It was thick, whether it was eyebrows or beard, even the thing that had been cut off and dropped to the ground had a large tuft of hair attached to it. This shows that this old man is still very practical and does not shy away from his shortcomings. Just after he said this, the young scholar in the carriage who had been reading with his head down asked in a low voice without changing his expression and very seriously: "Above or below? The upper part is not easy to treat, but the lower part does not need to be treated" ¡¡±