The Mystery of Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 40

"You want me."

Ning Zhu closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, it was unknown whether it was because she was drunk or too nervous.

Chang Yun didn't even move, his mouth was within a millimeter of the beauty's vermilion lips.

For a long time, neither of them spoke.

It was Chang Yun who broke the silence first: "Do you know who I am?"

Hearing the sound, Ning Zhu's eyes slowly opened, she was not really drunk, and hooking up with Chang Yun was also impulsive, but at this moment a man's face with distinct features and handsomeness was in front of her eyes, which made her feel flustered.

"I know who you are, you are Chang Yun, the master of Yuan Pavilion."

"So you're not drunk." Chang Yun smiled.

Ningzhu had already made up her mind to seduce Chang Yun, and Chang Yun's smile made her feel really confused, as if a deer was bumping into her heart.

Men and women love this kind of thing, which is not suitable for too much verbal conversation.

Ning Zhu looked around, her forearm was still around Chang Yun's neck, their mouths were so close that they could even feel Chang Yun's breathing.

With a loose hand, the body fell back on the bed.

Chang Yun said calmly, "I also know who you are."

"Oh?"

"You are the emperor's youngest daughter, Wei Ningzhu, Princess Changle."

Ning Zhu looked at Chang Yun in surprise: "How do you know?"

"Supposedly I should see you, but it's a little embarrassing because of this situation." Chang Yun felt even more embarrassed after saying this, and hurriedly walked away a few steps to create some distance.

"The news came from the capital that both you and your son-in-law are sick. I don't think you look sick. Could it be a heart disease?" Chang Yun's tone was flat, but every word was serious, Ning Zhu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Sick? We're all sick."

"What disease is it? I have also learned some medical skills, let me take a look."

"My disease, his disease, there is no cure." After Ning Zhu finished speaking, tears flowed out.

Chang Yuntian is not afraid of anything, but is most afraid of women crying, so he loses his balance right away.

"You, you, don't cry, what disease is so difficult to cure?"

Ning Zhu stopped crying, and stared at Chang Yun: "Am I beautiful?"

Chang Yun was taken aback for a moment, is there even a need to ask, she is a stunning beauty.

"If I'm not the princess, would you dare to ask me?"

Chang Yun hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

Wei Ningzhu smiled wryly, and put the slightly messy black hair behind her ears.

"Could it be that the son-in-law Liu Jue has some problem?" Chang Yun tentatively asked.

"I'm tired, I'm going to rest." After Wei Ningzhu finished speaking, she blasted Chang Yun out with a straight face.

The shadow of the candle is flickering, and the beautiful woman tears two lines.

How did the beauty know that Chang Yun slapped herself a big slap when she returned to the room.

"What kind of gentleman do you pretend to be, if you don't pick the flowers, when will your luck come again?"

A few people met again at breakfast the next day, and there was a tacit understanding that they didn't mention the hangover last night, especially Chang Yun and Wei Ningzhu. Chang Yun looked at Ningzhu, and Ningzhu was indifferent, as if something happened last night Neither happened.

Ji Hai, who just came back from the outside, looked at the four people who were silent, and felt strange.

"Chitou, eat well, don't look around." Chang Yun taught Ji Haidao with a serious face, which made Ji Hai, who was ten years older than him, very depressed.

"Nothing happened last night?"

"Nothing, not even a bird."

Ning Zhu raised her head and said doubtfully, "Brother Ji went to catch birds last night? Why didn't you ask us to go have some fun together?"

Chang Yun couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted the curious beauty's questioning: "It's business, don't make things difficult for him."

Hearing that it was a business matter, Ning Zhu kept her mouth shut. It's better not to inquire about Yuan Pavilion's business affairs.

Fang Hen Shao put down the bowls and chopsticks early, and said goodbye to everyone: "Mr. Chang, I'm going to look for my brother today. If it's late, I won't be back. You don't have to wait for me."

Chang Yun thought it was very strange, yesterday he said he couldn't find the place, so he was going to look for it today?
"Uh, my brother is near Jicheng. I'll go out and look for it, maybe I'll find it." Fang Henshao's face turned red, and he left everyone and fled.

Chang Yun winked at Ji Hai, who understood and followed her out.

Yu Bowen's information hadn't arrived yet, and Chang Yun had nothing to do today. He planned to go to the backyard to practice swordsmanship, but saw ordinary monks already sitting in the courtyard basking in the sun.

Although the weather is cold, the monk is only wearing a thin monk's robe, and the faint sunlight shines on his body, and the monk is reclining leisurely.

"Monk, are you here to relax early in the morning?"

"No, no, the monk is taking the essence of the sun here. This is the time when the yang energy is at its peak, and basking in the sun is very beneficial to practice." The ordinary monk explained with a serious face.

Chang Yun had a suspicious expression on his face, what kind of cultivation method is this?

"Young Master Chang, are you okay today? How about we exchange ideas?" The ordinary monk seriously challenged Chang Yun.

"Does the great monk want to save me?" Chang Yun smiled and accepted the monk's challenge. Since he came out of Mojian Island, he has not had a serious competition with others, and Chang Yun also wants to see his own level.

There is a small open space in the backyard, and Chang Yun is standing opposite to ordinary monks.

The ordinary monk clasped his hands together, and said slowly: "The monk has practiced martial arts since childhood, and his master bestowed him with the 36 Tiangang Arhat seal. Mr. Chang, be careful."

Chang Yun slowly pulled out the sapphire sword that Mu Ping gave him: "I also practiced martial arts since I was a child, and then I practiced swordsmanship hard on Mojian Island in Yuange. The name of the swordsmanship is unknown. It is specially designed for killing people. Monks should also be careful."

After listening to the monk, he didn't hesitate anymore, his fingers were pinched into a strange shape, which seemed to be the handprint of the Buddha, he stopped, and rushed towards Chang Yun.

Holding the sword, Chang Yun stabbed straight at the handprint of an ordinary monk.

The monk shouted loudly, his palms twitched, and the Buddha seal in his hand changed several times in a breath, and several light yellow rays of light burst out from his hand, facing Chang Yun's limbs respectively. Divine power.

But he never thought that Chang Yun's body skills were extremely flexible, he avoided the monk's light with two dodges, turned around and stabbed out with the sword again, the sword energy pierced from the tip of the sword, pointing directly at the monk's throat.

The monk's body was still in the air at this moment, and he was about to be stabbed by Chang Yun, so he had to lean back, narrowly avoiding Chang Yun's sword tip, and when he closed his hands, another brighter yellow light pierced out from the monk's hand, hard Chang Yun's sapphire sword just now.

As soon as Chang Yun touched it, Chang Yun immediately felt a huge force coming from the tip of the sword, Qingyu almost let go, Chang Yun took a step to the left, taking off most of the monk's strength, and punched out with his left hand, the monk was about to go Blocked, but froze in place.

Chang Yun's sapphire sword was touching the monk's stomach.

The ordinary monk laughed a few times: "Mr. Chang's swordsmanship is really powerful, and the monk admires it."

Chang Yun put his sword back into its sheath, and said calmly: "There is something wrong with the monk."

Tong Tong was surprised: "What's wrong with the monk?"

"Your martial arts are regressing. In Dushan Town, when you fought against that Taoist in the inn, I was by no means your opponent. I should be at the Profound Realm. But in today's battle, you are only at the level of the first rank of the Transformation Realm. Are you in the battle?" Let the water go?" There was a huge question mark in Chang Yun's heart, and this monk seemed weird.

Tong Tong smiled wryly: "As expected of being the master of Yuan Pavilion, his eyes are like torches."

Chang Yun was stunned: "The monk is releasing water?"

"No."

"That?"

Tong Tong walked to the stone bench in the backyard and sat down slowly. Curiosity drove Chang Yun to sit down too.

"Young Master Chang is right. When you and I met, I was indeed at the Profound Realm. You and I competed just now, and I was indeed at the first rank of Transformation Realm. I didn't say anything about it." The ordinary monk sighed.

"Why is that?" Chang Yun couldn't help but feel strange. Could it be that ordinary people have been injured in the past few days?
"No, no," Tong Tong shook his head, "Monk Gein has a big problem in his practice."

The ordinary monk looked at Chang Yun, who had widened his eyes, and said bitterly: "The monk grew up in the temple and received the grace of the master. He began to practice the Tiangang Arhat Seal when he was eight years old. This method is divided into 36 levels. The monk At the age of 30, he has practiced 36 seals, which is a genuine first-class profound realm."

Chang Yun was secretly surprised, the 30-year-old first-grade mysterious master was already a genius among the warriors of the Xia Kingdom, and given time, it was not impossible to break through the Dao of Heaven.

The monk smiled faintly: "However, after the first rank of Profound Realm, the monk has not made any progress for ten years, and he can no longer make a breakthrough. I asked the master, but the master said that the practice depends on the chance, and you can't be impatient. The monk has no choice but to listen to others. Last year, he secretly went to Jiuqing Mountain, and secretly learned the Zhengyi Yusan left by Master Jiuqing to his disciples and grandchildren, so he made a big mistake."

Chang Yun knew that Mount Jiuqing was a famous mountain for cultivating Taoism. Master Jiuqing was the founder of Qingshan Sect and a master of the Dao of Heaven 200 years ago.

"Zhengyi Yusan? Did the great monk secretly learn the Taoist exercises?"

The face of the ordinary monk darkened: "Exactly, after the monk has practiced, the martial arts have indeed improved, and there are even faint signs of breakthroughs, but unexpectedly..."

Speaking of this, Tong Tong's face was full of resignation: "Unexpectedly, not only did the monk not break through, but he became worse day by day, and his martial arts were deteriorating every day, and he retreated step by step to the current level of transformation."

Hearing these words, Chang Yun could not help sighing. Cultivation method is extremely difficult in the first place. To achieve the first grade of Profound Realm, even ordinary people have put in a lot of effort and painstaking efforts. However, because of the wrong cultivation method, it caused a huge loss. pain.

"Great monk, have you ever investigated the reason?"

"The monk asked the master, and the master didn't know the reason. The monk had no choice but to travel around the world, hoping to find the reason and restore the practice." After the monk finished speaking, he lowered his head. This was his biggest secret and the most painful heart Knot.

Chang Yun patted the monk on the shoulder, and said slowly: "Don't worry, monk. Although I am not very professional in martial arts, there are mysteries in the world, and maybe it is a test for you. I don't know."

The ordinary monk shook his head helplessly: "The monk will become weaker and weaker, and eventually he may be powerless and become a useless person."

Chang Yun immediately interrupted the monk: "When there is a chance, I will take you to visit some masters of heaven and earth in Daxia. Don't they all understand the mysteries of heaven and earth, and they will definitely find a way."

The monk asked suspiciously: "Could it be that Mr. Chang wants the monk to join the Yuan Pavilion? It is absolutely impossible."

"Why join Yuan Pavilion? Can't the master of Yuan Pavilion have friends?"

Looking at the ordinary monk who was worried about gains and losses, Chang Yun laughed. At this moment, Ji Hai came in and whispered in Chang Yun's ear:

"Fang Hen Shao has contact with the Yanshan bandits!"

(End of this chapter)