Dream about the world of martial arts

() Meng Xunzhen came out of the ruined temple and walked all the way, always feeling that he missed something most precious.Because he was in a low mood, his steps were not fast, but he just chose a direction at random and walked slowly.

"Where should we go next?" Meng Xunzhen stopped at a three-way intersection, not knowing where to go.After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly remembered that Guo Jing had missed a treasure because of his presence, so he headed towards Zhongdu again.

After nightfall, he sneaked back to Zhongdu and came to Zhao Wang Wanyan Honglie's mansion again.Although because of a major incident, the security of the palace is doubled tonight, but for experts like Meng Xunzhen, unless Ouyang Ke and other six experts come to fight the watch in person, they can cause him some trouble. No matter how many ordinary guards, It is nothing more than a fake.Quietly restrained a single guard of the palace, asked him about the address of the "Old Monster of Sanxian" Liang Ziweng, and found out that he was discussing in Wanyan Honglie's study at the moment, so he touched his sleeping hole and stuffed him into a cave in a rockery.

Arriving at Liang Ziweng's residence, he easily restrained the two boys left behind by Liang Ziweng to guard Baobao's belongings, opened the door and walked into the room.As soon as I entered the door, I felt the smell of medicinal herbs, and I saw that the tables, couches, and the ground were filled with various medicinal materials, as well as large and small bottles, jars, jars, and bowls.Meng Xunzhen wandered around and stopped at a big bamboo basket with a particularly strong smell of medicine placed in the corner.He patted the lid of the bamboo basket and lifted it off abruptly.

As soon as the lid was lifted, a big snake sprang out from the mouth of the basket. The body of the snake was as thick as a small bowl, half of its body was still in the basket. Stretching and shrinking, a forked tongue protruded from the snake's mouth, shaking and hissing unceasingly.

Meng Xunzhen had been prepared for a long time, the snake had just got half of its body, he bent the middle finger of his right hand extremely quickly, and a thorn pierced the back of the snake's head, knocked the strange snake out with just the right force, and then squeezed its back He picked it up and put it back in the bamboo basket.Although the blood of the medicinal snake that Liang Ziweng spent 20 years raising has the magical effect of nourishing the skin, lengthening the life and greatly increasing the skill, he is not interested in drinking the blood of the snake like Guo Jing in the original book, but wants to take the medicinal snake away and find another one. local feeding.If there is an opportunity to ask a medical master to refine the snake's precious blood into medicine, only then can the efficacy of the snake's blood be brought into full play.As for the candidate for refining medicine, he already had a plan in mind.

The ropes tied the bamboo baskets tightly, and he swept away all the precious medicinal materials collected by Liang Ziweng painstakingly in the room, and wrapped a huge burden with a bed sheet.Then he went out with a bamboo basket in one hand and a bundle in the other, and sneaked out of the palace by the same route.

After walking for a while, Meng Xunzhen looked up to the sky and let out a long cry.His whistling sound was extremely strange, the sound was wrapped in his true energy and condensed into a thread, it was sent far into the sky before it spread to the surroundings.Even if someone stood beside him, only a very faint sound could be heard.

The whistling stopped, and there was a gust of wind in the air, two huge white shadows rushed down and landed beside Meng Xunzhen, they were Yinhun and Yupo, the pair of incomparable white eagles.

In a densely populated place like Zhongdu, two white eagles of such a huge size can't show up in public, so Meng Xunzhen let them move around freely. Anyway, with their current strength, they are rare in nature. There are natural enemies, but there is no need to worry about their safety.

The two eagles psychic, after these few days of separation, after meeting, they all put their big heads in front of Mu Nianci, chirping and whispering in their mouths, looking very attached.

Meng Xunzhen comforted the two eagles for a while, let Yinhun grab the bamboo basket and the bundle with his claws, while he leaned on Yupo's back, and let out a whistling sound, the two white eagles flapped their wings, and the wind and dust spread, and suddenly flew into the air , and headed south.

The Shuangdiao is originally a spiritual bird of a different species. After birth, Meng Xunzhen was often used to cleanse his body with innate qi. Outside Xiangyang City, he also swallowed a lot of the snake gall of the Pusi snake. His muscles and bones are stronger and his energy veins are far longer than those of the same kind. Looking at the two of them, Yinhun still had a giant snake and a large bag of medicinal materials on his body, but he didn't feel any effort at all. After flying in the middle of the night, he was still in high spirits, and he didn't show any signs of fatigue.

It was already dawn, and the sky near the ground in the east had begun to whiten.After a while, an arc-shaped golden edge rose from the horizon, emitting hundreds of millions of soft golden rays of light.This narrow golden border is constantly expanding, gradually turning into a small semicircle, then a semicircle, then a larger semicircle, and finally becomes a golden round sphere jumping out of the horizon.

As the sun rose slowly, a piece of light on the ground spread from east to west at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the darkness that originally covered the entire land kept shrinking and receding.After a while, the darkness faded away and the sun shone brightly. The green hills, green fields, rivers, towns, roads, etc. on the earth appeared in my eyes like a detailed picture scroll. Human beings who start to work for a day's livelihood.

"Yupo, let's go down!" Meng Xunzhen shouted suddenly.

Jade Soul gave a long cry in agreement, retracted his wings, turned his head and swooped down, followed by Yinhun.

In Meng Xunzhen's eyes, only the scene on the ground expanded rapidly in his field of vision, as if it was about to be installed.When it was approaching the ground, the double-carved iron wings swelled suddenly, and the falling momentum slowed down immediately. The huge body turned and landed lightly on the ground.

This is the foothills of a low mountain, and there is a green pine forest not far from the left, and a small Taoist temple is built in the pine forest.

Meng Xunzhen got off the eagle's back, took the bamboo basket and the package, and ordered the two eagles to hunt and forage by themselves, and then walked towards the Taoist temple.

This Taoist temple is a branch of Chongyang Palace, presided over by Xie Zhicheng, a disciple of Guangningzi Hao Datong.Hearing that the uncle came to the door, Xie Zhicheng naturally greeted him backwards, but after hearing the errand assigned to him by Meng Xunzhen, his expression immediately turned bitter.

Naturally, Meng Xunzhen didn't care about his mood. After a vegetarian meal in the Taoist temple, he threw all the medicinal snakes and medicinal materials over, and told him to raise them with care not to be careless, and then walked away swaggeringly.

Leaving the Taoist temple, he no longer rides the two eagles, walks, and travels in the mountains and rivers, so as to relax his mind.On this day, when I came to the edge of the Yangtze River, I saw a big river rolling eastward like a giant dragon. The surging white waves hit the reefs and rocks on both sides of the bank like sharp swords piercing the sky, stirring up the sky full of broken jade and chaotic jade.Meng Xunzhen looked at the mighty river that seemed to flow from the distant past, and seemed to flow to the distant future, his heart was agitated, and the pent-up depression in his chest was swept away.

He quickly pulled out the Ziwei soft sword wrapped around his waist, clasped his fingers and flicked the sword, and sang loudly accompanied by the high-pitched dragon's chant: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wipe out the heroes. Whether it is success or failure is turning around. The green hills are still the same." Here, the sunset is red a few times. White-haired fishermen and woodcutters are on the river, used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet again. How many things in ancient and modern times are talked about in jokes."

Just as the singing stopped, there was a burst of sonorous music in the air, as if it was the song that Meng Xunzhen had just sung.The tone was as intense as a sword clanging, but no musical instrument could be discerned.Meng Xun was genuinely surprised, and was listening intently, when the sound of the song changed suddenly, it was so sad and mournful like a monkey crying in Wuxia Gorge, or a ghost crying in midnight, and every note was in line with his heartbeat.The music became more and more urgent, and his heartbeat was also attracted faster and faster. He felt his chest thumping, and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

"Damn it!" Meng Xunzhen woke up suddenly, busy practicing the Quanzhen Taoist mentality, concentrating his mind and getting rid of distracting thoughts.After getting rid of the control of the song sound, he yelled sharply with his sword: "He Fangshu is hiding in the dark and playing ghosts, get out!" The voice rolled and echoed on the river like spring thunder, suppressing the song sound for a long time.

The sound of the song suddenly subsided, and there was a strange laugh from behind a clump of rocks by the river, and a piercing voice that sounded like metal rubbing: "What an arrogant junior!"

Three men in white clothes turned out from behind the stone. The leader was tall and tall, with high nose and deep eyes, and brown beard and hair. He didn't look like someone from the Middle Earth. He had a tough and majestic face with sharp edges and sharp eyes, and a pair of shining eyes like knives in his eyes. Like a sword, very sharp.The two men in white at the back are both dressed as servants, one of them is holding a big zither, the color is cold and black, it is actually made of steel, the song just now should be made by this zither; A crooked black iron staff, with a cracked and smiling human head molded on the staff head, with sharp and white teeth protruding from the mouth, the appearance is very hideous and strange, what's even more strange is that there are two small snakes with silver scales coiled on the staff. Live up and down.

"Hey! Boy, it seems that you know me?" The man in white in front asked with a sneer when he saw Meng Xunzhen's shocked and vigilant expression when he saw him.

Meng Xunzhen held the Ziwei soft sword in his hand upside down, cupped his hands respectfully and said: "Meng Xunzhen, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, has met Senior Ouyang!" Seeing this person's appearance clearly, he met the only one who has no other branch. With the snake stick and the iron zither, it was undoubtedly "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng who came.

Ouyang Feng looked at Meng Xunzhen carefully, and said with a smirk: "I never imagined that although Master Wang had passed away, he would leave such an outstanding successor as nephew Meng Xian. It seems that we old fellows will be here soon. Bow down in front of you. In the second Huashan Sword Discussion, you are still the Quanzhen Sect's champion!" He spoke modestly and open-minded, with the air of an elder, but the murderous intent in his eyes was so strong that it was almost substantive.

"Seniors are too famous, but juniors are ashamed." Meng Xunzhen knew that this old poisonous person who was determined to win the title of "No. reason.

In recent years, Meng Xunzhen felt that his martial arts had made great progress, but he didn't have a clear measure in his mind of how far he was from the top fighters in today's martial arts.And now his martial arts is at a juncture, if he just works step by step behind closed doors, he doesn't know how long he will have to wait for a breakthrough, and fighting against a master is undoubtedly a shortcut to break through the bottleneck.This Ouyang Feng is just a sword-testing stone sent to his door, not only allowing him to test his own maturity, but also allowing him to force out his full potential under tremendous pressure, so as to break through the bottleneck.Of course, benefits and risks are always directly proportional.Whether he can enjoy these benefits depends on whether he can survive under Ouyang Feng's hands in the end.

Ouyang Feng saw that Meng Xunzhen was neither humble nor overbearing when facing him, but instead developed a strong fighting spirit, he couldn't help but feel that this son should not be kept, otherwise it will cause serious trouble in the future.The murderous intent surged in his heart, but the expression on his face became more and more kind. He laughed and said, "I heard that my nephew has captured Mei Chaofeng, a traitor under Brother Yao's sect. I think she stole the "Nine Nine" from Peach Blossom Island. Yin Zhenjing has fallen into your hands. You should have heard of Huang Laoxie's temper. His things are not so easy to get. Why don't you hand over the scriptures to me and I will return them to Huang Laoxie on your behalf. And promise not to let him come to trouble you?"

"So that's how it is." Meng Xunzhen finally understood why Ouyang Feng came to him.It must be that when Ouyang Ke saw Mei Chaofeng being captured by him when he was in Zhongdu, he guessed that the "Nine Yin Scriptures" would fall into his hands, and because his martial arts skills were not as good as his own, he notified Ouyang Feng to go out to seize the scriptures himself.As for how he found himself whose whereabouts were uncertain, now that Ouyang Ke is a guest of Zhao Wangfu, with Wanyan Honglie's power, it should not be difficult to mobilize local government forces to help find someone—not to mention that Wanyan Honglie should hate him to the bone, thinking he would be very happy Willing to use Ouyang Feng's peerless sword to eradicate himself.

"Senior guessed right, then the "Nine Yin Manual" is indeed on this junior." Meng Xunzhen slowly raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Ouyang Feng, "It's just that this junior will explain to Huang Island Master, there is no need Senior is worried!"

"What a boy with a backbone! It's just that he doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth!" Ouyang Feng laughed a few times, and suddenly lowered his face and shouted, "Today I will teach you that there are thousands of people practicing martial arts in the world, but why only The mere five are respectful!" His figure suddenly jumped up and flew over Meng Xunzhen, his right hand flipped in the air, the surging palm force was like a river bursting a dike, and the ten thousand torrent poured down from the nine heavens, hitting Meng Xunzhen on the top of his head Down! ;