Dream about the world of martial arts

() The figure shakes, and Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong float towards him.The two of them hid in the Lin'an Palace for nearly a month, tasted all kinds of delicacies in the imperial kitchen, and ate the "Five Treasures of Mandarin Duck" that Hong Qigong never forgets three or four times.After the two were satisfied, they left the palace and left Lin'an, when they suddenly heard the chirping of eagles in the sky.The singing of Meng Xunzhen's pair of white vultures was very different from other vultures, it was especially clear and loud. They heard it a lot when they were on Peach Blossom Island, and they remembered it in their hearts.They came following the sound and saw this scene.

Seeing Meng Xunzhen who didn't know whether he was alive or dead on the ground, Hong Qigong's face showed anger, and Zhou Botong even put away his laughing expression rarely, and said murderously: "What an old poison, he broke into my Chongyang Palace to snatch the "Nine Yin" back then. The old account of "The Sutra" has not been settled with you, and today I seriously injured my senior brother's closed disciple! If you don't kill you, I will write the three words of my old naughty boy upside down!" After drinking, he made a "Kongming Fist" with his left hand "In "Empty Bowl for Rice", the right arm uses a single whip in a style of "Tai Chi".As soon as he makes a move, he has the unique skill of "fighting left and right". Obviously, if he wants to kill someone, he is definitely not talking casually.

Ouyang Feng had never seen such a weird boxing technique, he was taken aback, he took a step back to avoid the sharp edge, and the horizontal iron staff was about to fight.

"Wait a minute!" Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong struck together, one blocked his left fist and the other pulled his right arm.

Zhou Botong looked sideways and said: "Huang Laoxie, old beggar, if you two don't help, it's okay, why stop me?"

Huang Yaoshi sighed: "Old naughty boy, I have no objection to you killing the old poison. I'm just worried that after you finish killing people, your little nephew will never be saved again!"

Zhou Botong was overjoyed, he immediately forgot to ask Ouyang Feng to settle the score, and asked anxiously: "You think little nephew is still alive?"

Huang Yaoshi nodded and said: "Rescue immediately, there is still a chance of life."

Hong Qigong also said: "Old naughty boy, the most important thing is to save people now, and it won't be too late to settle the debt with the old poisoner."

Zhou Botong thought that saving his nephew was indeed more important than killing the old poison, so he glared at Ouyang Feng and said, "Today is cheap, you stinky toad, hurry up and get out!"

Ever since Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong showed up, Ouyang Feng knew that what happened today was impossible.He has always kept his emotions secret, even though Zhou Botong's words were not polite, he just laughed them off.He bowed his hands to everyone, greeted the people on his side, turned around and left.

Jinlun Fawang also saw that the martial arts of the three people who rescued Meng Xunzhen were not inferior to his own, and he and Ouyang Feng were two against three, so there was no chance of winning.So he didn't say anything, and left with Ouyang Feng and others.It's just that he was highly respected when he was in Xizang, but now he was driven away in a disgruntled manner, and he felt quite upset.

After the four of them had walked for a few miles, Ouyang Feng suddenly stopped, turned his head and said to the slightly ugly Jinlun Dharma King, "I have a trick, I can catch all the three who humiliated me just now, the Dharma King is interested?"

A cold light flashed in Jinlun Fawang's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "I wish to hear the details."

"We'll talk about this later," Ouyang Feng said. "The problem right now is that we can't accomplish anything with just you and me. I still need to invite two helpers."

In the wild store, Meng Xunzhen, who was still unconscious, was laid flat on two tables side by side. Huang Yaoshi used a quick and ruthless technique to pierce gold needles into various acupuncture points on his body. Qigong and Zhou Botong each held Meng Xunzhen's hand, and the incomparably pure internal energy poured into his body continuously.

Yang Tiexin and the others had been rescued, and Mu Nianci stood by Meng Xunzhen's side, tears streaming down his eyes.

After a long time, Meng Xunzhen slowly opened his eyes.Huang Yaoshi took out the golden needles on his body one by one, retreated with Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong.Although the three of them all looked relieved, there was no joy on their faces.

"Brother Meng, how are you?" Mu Nianci let go of all worries and shyness, and asked Meng Xunzhen.

At this moment, Meng Xunzhen lost consciousness all over his body, he couldn't even move his fingers.He rolled the only eyeball that could move freely, smiled with difficulty, and said, "Don't worry, I won't die for the time being."

Seeing him in such a state, Mu Nianci was terrified, and asked Huang Yaoshi, "Senior, how is Brother Meng's injury?"

Huang Yaoshi frowned, shook his head and said, "It's difficult! Xiaoyou Meng was hit by Ouyang Feng's full-strength 'Toad Kungfu', and all the meridians in his body were shaken to pieces. The automatic body guard blocked it, and I'm afraid he would have died on the spot. Even so, Meng Xiaoyou's life has already lost [-]% of his life. It can prolong his life for two more hours, and every time this method is used, the effect will be slightly reduced until..."

Mu Nianci's face immediately turned pale as paper, his body swayed to the ground, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Is there nothing I can do?"

Huang Yaoshi hesitated and said: "There is one person who should be able to save Meng Xiaoyou's life."

Mu Nianci's already desperate face suddenly glowed, and he asked: "Who is that person, I will take Brother Meng to find him immediately!"

Huang Yaoshi turned his head to look at Hong Qigong and said, "That man is the 'Southern Emperor' Duan, who is as famous as the seventh brother and the old man. He was originally the emperor of the Dali Kingdom, but he disappeared after he suddenly passed the throne to the crown prince more than 20 years ago. He had a close relationship with the seventh brother back then, you should know his whereabouts?"

Facing Mu Nianci's hopeful eyes, Hong Qigong showed a look of embarrassment on his face and said: "Duan Huangye can indeed save Meng boy's life, and the old beggar knows his whereabouts. But if you want to save Meng boy It is necessary for Emperor Duan to open up the eight extraordinary meridians and meridians of his whole body with the unique knowledge of one yang finger, but for this attack, Emperor Duan himself must be seriously injured, and it will be difficult for him to recover for five years at most, or three years at least. Others You can put aside all the things, just say that he is now over 60 years old, and he still has a few years to live, how can we be ashamed to ask him?"

Mu Nianci was speechless, she was kind-hearted by nature, although she was worried about Meng Xunzhen, she couldn't say that she wanted an old man to hurt himself to save him.

"This junior has a solution..." Meng Xunzhen interrupted suddenly.

Mu Nianci was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Brother Meng, what can I do?"

Others also stole inquiring glances.

Meng Xunzhen said: "Uncle, do you remember the last paragraph of the first volume of the "Nine Yin Scriptures"?"

Zhou Botong was full of worries because of Huang and Hong's mention of Emperor Duan, he was taken aback when he heard this, and replied: "You are talking about that weird thing?"

Meng Xunzhen said: "That paragraph of text is actually the general outline of the entire scriptures, which can be called the 'Nine Yin Magic Art'. Huang Chang, who wrote the scriptures back then, was worried that the scriptures would fall into the hands of unscrupulous people, so he relied on it to run rampant in the world. I was able to make it, so I translated this general outline into Sanskrit and wrote it in Chinese transliteration. My disciple is proficient in Sanskrit and has already understood the content of the scriptures. This 'Nine Yin Divine Art' is subtle and profound. I would like to repay him with this 'Nine Yin Divine Art'. He only needs to practice according to the law, at most three months, and he can recover as before. It's a pity that all the true energy in my whole body has been scattered into the meridians by Ouyang Feng's blow, so it's hard for me to get luck on my own Restoration. Otherwise, you only need to practice according to this method, and you will be able to recover on your own in a year or so."

"Is this true?" Hong Qigong was slightly suspicious.

Meng Xunzhen smiled wryly: "Could it be that senior suspects that the disciple will fabricate lies to save his life?"

Hong Qigong pondered for a while, nodded and said: "The old beggar can trust your character, and even more trust the Quanzhen sect. Okay, I will take you to find Emperor Duan. Huang Laoxie, where Emperor Duan lives It’s not close, are you sure you can send him there alive?”

"No problem at all." Huang Yaoshi replied affirmatively, "My golden needle life-sustaining technique, coupled with the internal strength of you and the old naughty boy, can keep Meng Xiaoyou's life safe within a month."

"I also want to go with you to meet Emperor Duan?" Zhou Botong heard what Huang Yaoshi meant, and asked anxiously.

Huang Yaoshi said: "Of course you want to go. I want to give Meng Xiaoyou a needle. Only by relying on you and Seventh Brother to restrain Ouyang Feng's palm can we ensure that his injury will not get worse!" Seeing Zhou Botong's troubled face Se, he said with some dissatisfaction: "Bertong, don't you want to go? He is a disciple of your Quanzhen sect. If you, as an uncle, refuse to do your best, what are you going to do with Seventh Brother? Let's go our separate ways, Meng Xunzhen will let him fend for himself!"

Zhou Botong's face was flushed red, after a long while, he finally let out a long sigh and said: "If you see your junior nephew die, what will the old urchin have in the future to go underground to meet your senior brother? Forget it, I will go with you! "

Everyone was a little surprised, not knowing why he was so unwilling to see Emperor Duan.

Because Meng Xunzhen couldn't move his body, Hong Qigong went to Lin'an City to set up a Roman carriage. His Beggar Clan disciples are all over the world, so this matter naturally couldn't help him.While waiting for Hong Qigong, Mei Chaofeng took the silly girl who was muttering nonsense nursery rhymes to Huang Yaoshi, and said politely: "Master, I was ordered to look for some lost juniors. Crazy and silly little girl, I accidentally discovered that she actually knows a few tricks of "Bibo Palm" which is an introduction to Peach Blossom Island. The disciples asked the nearby villagers, and some older people remembered that there was a lame young man named Qu San who opened This small shop later married a wife and gave birth to a daughter. This is the girl. Qu San’s wife died early due to dystocia, and he raised his daughter alone. Later, Na Qu San disappeared suddenly, and his daughter suddenly became crazy and stupid. Finally The villagers are simple, and each family donates some clothes and rice to her from time to time, so that this girl will not die of cold and starvation. My disciple suspects that Naqusan is Lingfeng Junior Brother."

"There's no need to doubt," Huang Yaoshi looked at the silly girl who was smiling dumbfoundedly, and said sadly, "You can't see with your eyes, this child's appearance is exactly the same as when Lingfeng was young."

"Then why did Junior Brother Lingfeng suddenly disappear, even ignoring his daughter?"

Huang Yaoshi didn't answer, and started to look around, taking a look at the layout of the store.After looking at it for a while, he picked up a candle from the side and said, "Follow me." He got up and walked into the kitchen, opened the door of the cupboard, and when he held up the candle to shine on it, he saw seven or eight tattered blue and white bowls on the cupboard, bowls within bowls. More than a dozen chicken worms died nearby.He wasn't too dirty, so he casually removed the top bowls and grabbed the bottom one.The bowl was cold and hard, with a thick layer of burnt sleeves on the surface, it was actually made of iron.Huang Yaoshi had such a clear expression on his face, he moved his hands to the right, only heard a "click", and the cabinet wall parted to both sides, revealing a dark hole.

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