Legend of the Heroes of the Southern Kingdom

Chapter 233 Fighting Putian ([-])
The brother's voice that I heard just now clearly indicated that someone had a broken breastbone, but Zijing and Chili Wenlong were too close just now, and they punched each other again. As for who was injured just now, although there are many experts present, no one can see the truth.

Everyone present had their own worries, and they were all afraid that the characters on their side would be severely injured, but seeing that the two of them were silent, they didn't dare to rush forward.

After about a cup of tea, Zijing suddenly staggered a step forward. Seeing this, Li Wenxuan hurried over to help him, but Zijing waved at Li Wenxuan, then stood firm, and said to Chili Wenlong: "you lose."

Almost at the same time as Zijing was speaking, Chili Wenlong suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell forward. Fortunately, Atu was standing not far away, so he hurriedly took a step to support Chili Wenlong, preventing him from falling. fall.

When Atu was supporting Chili Wenlong, he happened to touch the shirt on Chili Wenlong's left side. Although Chili Wenlong's clothes didn't look like the best material, they definitely weren't too bad, but the clothes seemed to have been worn for many years. As soon as Ah Tu touched it, it immediately became rotten and fell to the ground piece by piece, revealing a scarlet palm print on Chili Wenlong's left breast. A hole was made, and the sternum at the back was probably broken.

With tears in his eyes, Atu said: "Master, you... this..." Seeing that Chili Wenlong was seriously injured, Atu was in a state of confusion, not knowing what to say.

Seeing that Chili Wenlong was injured, Agui also brought the dozen or so men in black to surround Chili Wenlong and protect him in the middle, for fear that Zijing would take the opportunity to come forward and take Chili Wenlong's life.

"Leave... get out of the way..." Chili Wenlong was struggling to speak, but every time he opened his mouth, blood gushed out of his mouth. Atu wiped Chili Wenlong with his sleeve, but it was too late. It seems that Zijing's palm not only hurt Chili Wenlong's muscles and bones, but also seriously injured his internal organs.

With one hand on Atu's shoulder, Chili Wenlong staggered two steps forward, gritted his teeth, walked in front of Zijing, and said, "Good trick, you won, let's go!"

After these three games, the first game was tied, and then both sides won another game. It is said that it was a draw. How to make a specific decision remains to be seen. Jing was seriously injured, but Zijing was still standing there as if nothing had happened. If there was another fight at this time, Putian Temple would take the big victory in turn, so even if there were a hundred dissatisfaction in Chili Wenlong's heart Willing to, also had to admit defeat and retreat.

Zi Jing said coldly: "No! If you come to ask for advice again in the future, I will accompany you at any time, but I think you, the number one master in the Kingdom of Jin, should practice for a few more years before you come, otherwise you will be able to come up with all your might. In the end, it was asked to be carried down, I am really sorry for your title as the number one expert in the Kingdom of Jin."

Hearing Zijing's sarcasm, Li Wenlong glared at Zijing, spat out another mouthful of blood, and murmured something, but it was so blurry that even Atu couldn't hear it clearly.

Then Li Wenlong looked at Li Wenxuan again, and saw that Li Wenxuan's face was slightly dark. It was obvious that the poison of the silver needle had begun to take hold, and it probably wouldn't last long, so he said, "Let's go!"

Atu and several men in black carried Chili Wenlong to the front, but Agui was a little worried about Putian Temple, so he took the two of them to guard carefully behind, for fear that the people from Putian Temple would take the opportunity to kill them.

After Li Wenxuan was hit by Mingzhu's poisonous needle, he never had the opportunity to use his skills to force the poison. Just now, in order to protect the monks, he and Ziming went to pick up those flying stones. The poison in his body became stronger under the forceful exercise. For a few minutes, he was already dizzy at this time, but finally saw that Zijing won and the golden man retreated after being defeated, he was overjoyed, regardless of whether he was poisoned or not, his mental head immediately improved a lot, and he took two steps forward , couldn't help but went to Zi Jingsheng's side and said, "Master, you are really majestic today..."

Li Wenxuan was just halfway through speaking when Zijing's body suddenly seemed to be as light as a yellow leaf, swayed for a while, and then fell straight backwards.

Li Wenxuan was terrified when he saw this, he caught up with the sign and took a step to support him, but Zijing was limp all over, and he didn't have any strength. Li Wenxuan was impatient and didn't have time to take a closer look, so he first flattened Zijing slowly, When Li Wenxuan pulled out his hand, it seemed that the right hand that was holding Zijing's back just now was already covered with blood.

As soon as Zijing fell to the ground, Ziming and Ziqing hurriedly surrounded him, and Li Wenxuan shouted again and again: "Master, you... what's the matter with you? What's the matter?"

Zijing's complexion was as white as paper, without any trace of blood, she smiled miserably, and said, "Master, I'm old, I can't do it..."

"How could it be? Master, you clearly won just now!" Li Wenxuan couldn't believe it, and his words were close to roaring.

Zijing raised her hand tremblingly, lifted up half of her clothes, and saw that there was also a red palm print on the left rib, which was the same as that on Chili Wenlong's body, but it was not as deep as the palm on Chili Wenlong's body, but However, there is a blood hole the size of a pigeon egg in the middle of the red palm print. The blood hole is very deep, and the viscera can be vaguely seen from it. At first, there was no blood flowing out of the blood hole, but after Zijing coughed softly, the blood suddenly flowed out. Flow like a note.

Seeing this tragic situation, everyone stayed on the spot, and even wept over it. Who would have thought that Zijing's final victory would be at such a price?
Li Wenxuan cried bitterly. Seeing the blood hole in Zijing's chest, he just wanted to hold it down to prevent Zijing from getting too bloodthirsty, but just as Li Wenxuan touched the wound, Zijing immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood The hole was too big, Li Wenxuan couldn't block it, but he didn't dare to do it, for fear of hurting him again.

Seeing this, the two old monks, Ziming and Ziqing, immediately asked the surrounding monks to move away, and then Ziming hit a few acupuncture points on Zijing's chest, trying to stop the bleeding first, but the wound was too big , Congestion has already filled the viscera, how can it be stopped?
Ziming and Ziqing looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed, and sat beside Zijing.

Ziqing murmured, "Why are you...why are you..."

Li Wenxuan saw that the two of them had come to treat Zijing, but suddenly stopped, and immediately shouted: "Master, abbot, why did you stop, save my master!"

Zijing said: "Wenxuan, don't embarrass them. They all know that my injury is hopeless. First, I was hit by a stone and fell into a bone crevice. Before I could take it out, I was hit by Chili Wenlong again. , My chest and abdomen have already been pierced by the stone, and I can't survive, if you let me lie still like this, maybe I can last a little longer."

Li Wenxuan shouted: "No way! Master, you are so powerful and your kung fu is so good! You will definitely be fine!"

Knowing that he didn't have much time, Ziqing turned to Ziming and said, "Senior brother, although Chili Wenlong was seriously injured, I failed to kill him. After half a year of recuperation, he will be back to normal. Senior brother, you have to pay him back soon." Take countermeasures."

Ziming nodded, wiped the corners of his eyes with a monk's sleeve, and said, "Whatever wish do you have, I will definitely fulfill it..."

Ziming shook his head lightly, and then said to Ziqing: "Today, do you still hate me?"

Ziqing was moved for a while, turned his head abruptly, shrugged his shoulders uncontrollably, and said in a trembling voice: "No...don't hate!"

Li Wenxuan cried and said: "Master, you didn't hear that Master Ziqing asked the little monk over there to call you Master Uncle."

Hearing this, Zijing's dim face suddenly brightened, and a smile crossed the corner of her mouth, and she said, "Okay...ok...Wenxuan, you have to take care of yourself in the future, master can't do it anymore. Beating and scolding you, I am going to accompany my master..."

After Zijing finished speaking, she suddenly uttered a loud howl with all her internal energy in this life. eyes.

Li Wenxuan was distraught, and kowtowed again and again next to Zijing's body. Finally, when he restrained himself, Li Wenxuan saw that Zijing's back was almost pierced by the stone, and the blood on his hands was also full of blood. Coming from this, it is really hard to imagine that Zijing, who was so seriously injured, could still confront Chili Wenlong for such a long time without letting people see any flaws.

Li Wenxuan wanted to carry Zijing's body on his back, but as soon as he tried hard, he felt dizzy, and his whole body was on the verge of falling.

Seeing this, Ziming knew from Li Wenxuan's face that Li Wenxuan's poisoning had not been cured, so he asked Ziqing and Li Wenxuan to exercise to force the poison first, but Li Wenxuan had no choice but to leave with Ziqing first.

When the two arrived in a Zen room, Ziqing looked at the wound on Li Wenxuan's left shoulder, and saw that the silver needle had already sunk into the muscles of the shoulder blade, and it was not easy to take it out, so she asked, "The silver needle is the wound?" It’s too deep, I’m going to take it out for you, I’m afraid it’s going to separate your flesh, it’s very painful, can you bear it?”

Li Wenxuan nodded numbly. At this time, the master is gone, so what is this little muscle pain?
Ziqing followed people to fetch medicine stones, hot water, and took an extremely sharp short knife to burn a few times on the fire, then glanced at Li Wenxuan, and said, "Hold it!"

Li Wenxuan closed his eyes and didn't answer. He only felt a burning sensation on his left shoulder, and the music smelled burnt. Then he clearly felt that someone had pulled his flesh, and his fingers were turning and fluctuating in his flesh, and finally He found the silver needle and took it out from his flesh and blood.

Ziqing didn't want Li Wenxuan to be tortured more, whether it was taking out the knife or taking the needle, he did it as fast as he could, and it was done in one go, but even this short effort made Zijing sweat profusely.

But Li Wenxuan said nothing from the beginning to the end, as if the piece of flesh that Ziqing scratched had nothing to do with him, not only did it not hurt, but he felt that the pain was a kind of enjoyment in his heart, because at this time there was only physical pain, Only then can the sadness in my heart be relieved a little.

Ziqing applied ointment on Li Wenxuan again, and said: "The poisonous needle has been taken out, and you should be able to remove the remaining poison by yourself. If you think it is not possible, I will find someone to fry two detoxification for you." medicine."

"That's right, after practicing the Marrow Washing Sutra, you will be able to use energy to transform poisons, and you will not be afraid of ordinary poisons at all. This is the kung fu taught by the master, but what about the master now?" Li Wenxuan felt another pain in his heart.

Seeing Li Wenxuan's distraught look, Ziqing sighed and said, "You are still young, and you don't quite understand some things. What happened today may be sad to you, but to him... …maybe a relief, a good thing.”

Zijing had just died in battle for Putian Temple, Li Wenxuan was heartbroken, there was no room for someone to make sarcastic remarks, and immediately said angrily: "Master Ziqing, I owe you a favor for healing me, but if you want to make fun of me, My master, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Ziqing said calmly: "Don't worry, let's sit down and talk slowly. Come on, let me tell you a story."

Seeing that Li Wenxuan was indifferent, Ziqing asked again, "Did your master tell you about his past, such as why he left Putian Temple that day?"

Li Wenxuan didn't want to speak at first, but when he said it was Zijing's matter, he shook his head and said, "I haven't said it. Master seems to be reluctant to bring up the past. I didn't want to make him unhappy, so I didn't ask. You What are you talking about?"

Ziqing continued: "Many years ago, in this Putian Temple, and even in the entire martial arts world, my younger brother, your master, was the most talented. Master Zhiguang, who was the abbot at that time, was also the master of the three of us. He saw your master like this. Talent, I am afraid that it is rare to see one in a hundred years, naturally you will teach him everything, and soon your master's kung fu surpassed Master Zhiguang. Master Zhiguang saw that he had nothing to teach him, so he made an exception and passed on the words, But all the scriptures and various martial arts books in the temple can be read and studied by your master, except for one scripture, do you know what it is?"

Li Wenxuan said, "You're talking about the Marrow Washing Sutra?"

Ziqing nodded and said: "That's right, it's the Sutra of Washing Marrow. My master allowed him to read many books, but the Sutra of Washing Marrow was an exception. At first, there was nothing wrong with it, but later your master became crazy after practicing martial arts. At that time, I encountered a bottleneck in martial arts, and I couldn't improve for a long time. Finally, one day..."

Li Wenxuan chased after him and asked, "How about one day?"

Ziqing sighed: "It's a pity, your master is very talented but he can't get rid of his own demons. Finally, that day he broke into the abbot's meditation room at night, trying to force the abbot Zhiguang to hand over the marrow washing scriptures. At that time, four disciples listened. When they heard the news, they all stepped forward to stop, but unexpectedly, they were not his opponents, but he killed three people and seriously injured one person."

Li Wenxuan whispered: "The one who was seriously injured... is you, Master Ziqing?"

Ziqing said: "Yes, the seriously injured person is me. After I was seriously injured and fell to the ground, I watched helplessly as your master tortured Abbot Zhiguang in every possible way in order to obtain the Marrow Washing Sutra. His muscles and bones are exhausted... I was begging and begging, but he seemed to be possessed and refused to stop. Abbot Zhiguang refused to tell me the location of the marrow washing sutra even though he was seriously injured. Finally, he saw me lying on the ground. Threatened with my life, Master Abbot finally had no choice but to hand over the Marrow Cleansing Sutra to him...he walked away, but Master Abbot died of serious injuries due to the severed meridians all over his body."

Li Wenxuan trembled all over, and said, "Impossible, you lied to me! My master is a good man!"

Ziqing said again: "Your master is a good man, but Zijing at that time was a devil who slaughtered the master's family!"

Li Wenxuan clearly told himself that what Ziqing said was all random fabrications, but seeing Zijing's disappointed expression, Li Wenxuan had to believe it. Li Wenxuan only hated himself for not listening to Ziqing's talk of so many things.

Ziqing continued: "Since that day, Ziqing has disappeared in Putian Temple, and the disciples in the temple are not allowed to mention the word Ziqing again, so when we played against each other today, those disciples did not recognize your master. It is also natural. He took away the marrow washing scriptures, and after practicing, his skills will definitely go further. The abbot and I were afraid that he would go crazy, and we were worried that there would be a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, but we didn’t want to be without him for many years It was not until a few years ago that I heard someone say that he had seen him. Some said that he lived insanely for several years, and some said that he had become a beggar. Brother Abbot and I searched for it in every possible way, but finally did not expect him to live for so many years. He has been living in Meifeng Temple all the time, right under the nose of Putian Temple. The abbot and I originally planned to ask the teacher for his crimes, but when we saw him, he had become a drunkard, paralyzed on the ground like mud. I wanted to kill him and avenge my master, but I was taken down by the abbot brother. I was so angry that I could only leave angrily, but the abbot later told me that your master has figured it out over the years, and he is no longer the old man. That traitor who deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors...?"

After Ziqing finished speaking, Li Wenxuan sat down paralyzed and said, "This is not true..."

Ziqing said: "It is absolutely true, there is no falsehood."

Li Wenxuan roared: "My master is my master, he is a good man, my master is no longer here, why do you still tell me this?"

Ziqing said: "Didn't I just say that? These years, especially the first few years, I don't know how your master survived. I probably think of the bloody light in Putian Temple. He is the one who hurts the most these years." One of them. The deceased is dead, but the living is in long-term pain. The fault at that time, your master’s sins over the years, should be repaid. Now he has exchanged his life for the safety of Putian Temple and the whole temple. , I think even if the former master is the spirit in heaven, he will not blame him at all. Your master now has no regrets and no regrets, and he can always let go of the knots in his heart for many years. You say, this is not liberation, what is it?"

Li Wenxuan was silent in a daze, Ziqing said again: "Since your master has already ascended to the Western Bliss, why are you frowning here? Don't you make him have to be right?"

(End of this chapter)