The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Husband, candle..."

Li Mochou looked shy and hurriedly covered her breast and collar to prevent Feng Ji from exploring inside.

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Isn't it good to keep it bright?"

"It's so embarrassing."

In desperation, Feng Ji turned around and was about to blow out the candle.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a chant outside.

"The moon crescents over Jiuzhou, some are happy and some are worried. Several couples are sharing tents, and a few are wandering outside?"

The voice of the person who came was strong and majestic. The voice was clear, as if it was ringing in my ears.

Feng Ji frowned slightly and his expression became cold.

Li Mochou also frowned and said, "Why are there still people coming to make trouble on this happy day?"

Feng Ji patted her smooth thigh and said coldly: "I'll go out and take a look."

In a flash, Feng Ji jumped out of the room.

But he saw three figures standing on the roof of the front hall of Xiaoyao Village.

At this time, Lin Yu also jumped out and glanced at Feng Ji.

"These people are very powerful. Are they your enemies?"

Feng Ji said coldly: "I don't know, no matter who comes to trouble me today, I will not give him a good look."

But I saw the three people standing in one place, and the man on the left jumped down and shouted: "Congratulations to Island Master Feng on his wedding. The old beggar has no expensive gifts to give. I heard that Island Master Feng is also a beggar." To help with the Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon, it would be better if the old beggar mastered this palm technique, and I would be like you and He Qing."

When Feng Ji heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows: "Are you Hong Qigong?"

The old beggar smiled and didn't answer. He stepped forward in an instant and slapped him with his palm.

This palm is the ‘Shocking Baili’ among the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

Feng Ji looked at his ten fingers and found that one of them was indeed missing. This person must be the nine-fingered beggar.

As soon as Hong Qigong came up, he greeted himself with the 'Shocking Baili' from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which was not random.

Apparently he had heard that his favorite disciple Guo Jing was defeated by Feng Ji's move, so he wanted to use it to ask for advice as soon as he made a move.

His palm 'shocked hundreds of miles', and was much more sophisticated than Guo Jing's. Although the palm was strong and fierce, it still had the power to maneuver. It was obvious that he had learned the essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of 'more than enough'!

However, there was no trace of shock on Feng Ji's face. He looked calm and said, "If you were to provoke me on a normal day, I would have let you go. But today I am so happy that you should not have suppressed my elegance."

After saying that, Feng Ji raised his hand. Seeing that he had no luck in accumulating any energy, he just slapped it with one palm.

Boom!

The void shook and roared, and a loud explosion exploded.

In an instant, the yin and yang qi in the air circulated, turning into a giant gas dragon that looked like a substance, roaring and impacting.

The sky is filled with thundering dragon roars, roaring for hundreds of miles!

This is the real ‘Shocking Baili’!

Hong Qigong was full of confidence, but when he faced Sha Yang's palm, his expression suddenly changed!

He exclaimed: "Impossible!"

On the roof, there were also shouts of exclamation at the same time.

"Donor Hong, be careful!"

"Brother Hong, be careful!"

The two people jumped up at the same time and took action together!

Originally, he still maintained his identity and refused to fight three against one. He didn't want Feng Ji to show such terrifying martial arts skills as soon as he took action.

How could they just watch their friend die and rush to help?

But as soon as someone pointed out, his finger power suddenly roared through the air, his energy flowed, and there was a faint innate energy!

Another man was holding a jade flute, using the flute as a sword, and his sobs broke through the air!

Boom!

The three of them worked together, but they couldn't even break Feng Ji's Qi Long Gang Qi.

Bang bang bang!

There were three muffled sounds, and the three of them flew out at the same time!

Feng Ji put his hands away and stood, staring at the three of them.

Not to mention the old beggar, he is naturally Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggar Clan.

The other two people, one of them, was wearing a blue gown and had a haggard face. Feng Ji could tell at a glance that it was a human skin mask.

Another person had a close relationship with Feng Ji. He was wearing a cassock and had a compassionate look on his face. He was Duan Zhixing, the master of Nandi Yideng.

The identity of the person playing the flute in the middle is self-evident, Medicine Master Dongxie Huang!

Feng Ji's eyes were cold. Only then did Lin Yu react and exclaimed: "One Yang Finger?"

She looked at the monk and couldn't help but said: "Nandi Yideng?"

Then he looked at the beggar and shouted, "Are you Hong Qi from the Beggar Clan?"

She did not recognize Huang Yaoshi, but she recognized these two people when she traveled around the world with her young lady.

At this time, whether it was Hong Qigong, Master Yideng, or Huang Yaoshi, all three of them had internal breathing disorders. Their breathing was unstable after being hit by Feng Ji's palm, and they collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

These three people are all top masters in the world, but they couldn't even catch Feng Ji's palm. Their faces were pale and full of horror.

Only then did Master Yideng realize that Feng Ji really had no murderous intention when he took action in that ruined temple.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful his penis is, he still won't be able to save a dead person.

Feng Ji said coldly: "The three of you, who are also well-known figures in the world, came to harass me on my wedding day. Do you still have any character?"

Hong Qigong was recuperating his energy, but Huang Yaoshi couldn't get rid of the dirt in his eyes and immediately retorted: "Oh? You also know that you can't disturb the wedding day. Why do you go to make trouble when someone is getting married in Lujiazhuang?"

Feng Ji's eyes were like lightning and he looked at him coldly: "Huang Yaoshi, are you standing up for Lu Zhanyuan?"

Huang Yaoshi was shocked when Feng Ji revealed his identity in an instant. He was surprised and wondered how this person could recognize him.

However, he was quite magnanimous and said with a sneer: "I, Huang Laoxie, have no friendship with that Lu Zhanyuan, so why should I stand up for him? But my daughter and son-in-law, were you injured? I came here today to stand up for them."

Feng Ji immediately sneered: "Stand up for them? Is it just you? You can't even catch my palm. Are you here to stand up for them, or are you here to die?"

Huang Yaoshi was immediately furious, but had nothing to say because he really couldn't beat Feng Ji.

He has always acted arrogantly and had his own way, but today he met someone who was even more arrogant and unreasonable than him. For a moment, he felt quite frustrated and depressed.

At this time, Hong Qigong completed his luck, finally adjusted his breath, and immediately said: "Nothing in the world can escape the word "reason". Reason travels all over the world. Master Feng, you killed my disciple of the Beggar Clan. Can you admit this?" ?”

Feng Ji glanced at him lightly: "Why didn't you say that they came to kill me first, and then I killed them in return?"

Hong Qigong hesitated and immediately said: "They took action out of justice!"

Feng Ji sneered: "For justice? You think too highly of your Beggar Clan disciples. Yao Jinyi just relies on his martial arts skills to decide life and death at will."

"Also, what you think is justice, is it necessarily justice?"

"You all set the rules?"

Hong Qigong was furious: "Protecting the home and country is not considered a just matter?"

Feng Ji sneered: "Protecting the family is nothing, but defending the country is nothing. Which country are you defending? This rotten Song court? The descendants of the Zhao family?"

"you……"

"I don't want to say the same thing to you beggars twice. We all have different ideas. You defend the country, and you defend the bad Song Dynasty. Why don't you ask the Duan family of Dali to defend the country?"

Hong Qigong understood instantly. Feng Ji was saying that Duan was from Dali and not from Song Dynasty. Do you need to work hard for Song Dynasty?

He was furious and shouted angrily: "Are you from Song Dynasty?"

Feng Ji glanced at him lightly, how could he not know what he was going to say next.

He immediately said: "No."

Just such a sentence immediately left Hong Qigong speechless.

I was so full of Confucian principles that I couldn't express myself in an instant.

"The words have been said and the fight has been fought. Can you guys get out?"

"I'm getting married today and I don't want to kill anyone."

Feng Ji's two words made the three of them blush and feel embarrassed.

After all, the three of them are among the top five in the world. Wherever they are, they are not praised by others?

But Feng Ji didn't give him any face.

At this time, Master Yideng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Amitabha, Donor Feng, this old monk is here. In addition to congratulating you on your wedding, I also want to ask you something. How do you understand my Duan family in Dali?"

Hong Qigong immediately said: "I also want to ask why you mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of my Beggar Clan!"

Feng Ji looked at the two of them with an indifferent expression: "Are you two the ones who created the One Yang Finger and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

The two of them were startled and shook their heads slightly.

"Of course not."

"The old beggar has no such ability."

Feng Ji said: "If it's not the case, why do you think you are the only one who is the authentic successor?"

Before the two of them could speak, Feng Ji suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Master Yideng.

Master Yideng quickly stretched out his hand to resist.

However, with Feng Ji's finger, a sharp sword energy suddenly burst out from his fingertips, and shot out from his ear with a roar.

Master Yideng was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "This... this is... the Six Meridians Divine Sword?"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. My Duan Family's Six Meridians Divine Sword was lost as early as the Northern Song Dynasty. You...how could you do this?"

Feng Ji suddenly grinned: "The Duan Family's Six Meridians Divine Sword was lost, but was it done by the Duan Family's Prince Yanqing?"

When Feng Ji said this, Master Yideng's expression suddenly changed.

"You...you actually know this?"

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "Because I took the sword manual of Duan's Six Meridians Divine Sword from Duan Yanqing."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Feng Ji in disbelief.

"Impossible. Prince Yanqing was a person from a hundred years ago. You...how old are you?"

Master Yideng screamed.

Feng Ji smiled slightly and looked at the people with deep meaning: "How old do you think I am?"

Everyone's scalps instantly went numb and their faces were full of horror.

Hong Qigong even exclaimed: "So, your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were taught by the rebel leader of our Beggar Clan a hundred years ago?"

Feng Ji's eyes suddenly turned cold and he shouted sternly: "Shut up, shameless beggars, is this how you arranged for my brother?"

"When my brother left the Beggar Clan, your Beggar Clan was about to cut off the inheritance of even the dog-beating stick technique!"

"If it weren't for the kindness and righteousness in my brother's heart, who was regarded as a foreign enemy by you and others, but still found a way to leave these two skills to you, how could your beggar gang be where it is today?"

"Hong Qigong, everyone in the world says that you are the most chivalrous, but unfortunately, in my eyes, you are far inferior to my brother!"

Feng Ji shouted fiercely, leaving Hong Qigong stunned on the spot.

He opened his mouth and asked: "Who...is the inheritance of my Beggar Clan's martial arts?"

Feng Ji was too lazy to pay attention to him and said: "I am getting married today. If I don't want to talk nonsense to you, get out of here!"

Duan Zhixing and Hong Qigong opened their mouths to talk, but when faced with Feng Ji's cold gaze, nothing could be said.

Duan Zhixing clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, I'm sorry for disturbing Island Master Feng's wedding."

Hong Qigong also clasped his fists: "The old beggar will personally investigate this matter when he gets back."

The two of them said no more. At this time, Yaoshi Huang also stood up and said nothing. He only said: "Old Huang Xie's skills are not as good as others. Take your leave."

After that, the three people quickly flew up and left Treasure Island.

Lin Yu hurriedly greeted Feng Ji: "I'll keep an eye on them."

With that said, before Feng Ji could speak, she had already chased him out.

Feng Ji frowned, and it could be seen that Lin Yu was afraid that he had something else to talk to these people.

He was too lazy to worry about it anymore, but he made up his mind: "It seems that we have to find a way to arrange the formation we deduced last time. Anyone can really enter my island."

Back in the house, Li Mochou had already warmed up the bed, lying on the bed with her shoulders half exposed, looking forward to it.

Feng Ji was immediately in a good mood, laughed loudly, and entered the bridal chamber.

…

However, it was said that Hong Qigong and the other three left Xiaoyaozhuang and flew all the way to a secluded forest on the island.

Hong Qigong suddenly asked: "Do you think what he said is true or false? Are there really people in the world who have lived for hundreds of years without dying or growing old?"

Master Yideng was silent and said: "The old monk can't tell, but the Six Meridians Divine Sword he knew was indeed lost a hundred years ago."

"Perhaps it was picked up by someone and passed down from then on?" Hong Qigong speculated.

"This man's martial arts skills are really unfathomable. He looks so young. Even if he trained from his mother's womb, he shouldn't be so scary." Huang Yaoshi suddenly said.

The two fell silent for a moment, obviously thinking about this.

For a moment, no one could guess whether what Feng Ji said was true or false.

Hong Qigong said in a deep voice: "Only the leader of the Beggar Clan knows about the secrets of our Beggar Clan. How did this person know about it?"

"Are you sure that the rebel he mentioned is actually a real person?" Huang Yaoshi asked.

"Confirmed, the characters outside Yanmen Pass have endured wind, frost and rain for hundreds of years, but they still remain on them and cannot be faked." Hong Qiyi said.

The three of them were immediately speechless.

Suddenly, a sneer came from the forest: "All the five great people in the world are actually whispering here. What are they plotting?"

Huang Yaoshi and the others quickly turned their heads to look at the person coming.

But when they saw that the person coming was actually the woman who had revealed their identity just now, they couldn't help but become wary.

Master Yideng clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the female donor caught up with me late at night. Is there something wrong?"

Lin Yu looked at them coldly: "Don't you recognize me?"

The three of them were stunned and looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

Suddenly Huang Yaoshi looked at her carefully and realized that this woman looked somewhat familiar.

He recalled it carefully and suddenly let out a startled 'huh' sound.

"It's you!"

Hong Qigong and Master Yideng were both surprised and looked at Huang Yaoshi.

"Huang Laoxie, do you know her?" Hong Qigong asked in surprise.

But Huang Yaoshi laughed and said, "You know him too."

The two of them were surprised. Huang Yaoshi didn't show off and sighed: "I haven't seen you since the death of heroine Lin Chaoying. I didn't expect that little girl at the time to have reached the age of knowing destiny."

His words immediately reminded Hong Qigong and Master Yideng of their memories.

"It's you!"

The two of them exclaimed almost at the same time, their expressions couldn't help but become a little complicated.

They all seemed to recall the elegance of the first sword debate in Huashan.

That year, we were all in our prime, and we didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, we would all reach the age where we knew our destiny.

Lin Yu also had vicissitudes of life in his eyes and said, "Yes, it's me."

After she said this, she didn't seem to know what to say. The four of them were speechless for a moment.

After a while, Huang Yaoshi sighed: "I'm already old."

"Amitabha, I am grateful even though I think of it, and it never ceases to be renewed; like fire turning into ashes, it gradually disappears and perishes without end; I know for sure that this body will never be destroyed."

Huang Yaoshi glanced at him and knew that this sentence came from the Lankavatara Sutra. It was a conversation between the Buddha and King Pasanadi, and King Pasanadi's understanding of the aging of the body.

Although Hong Qigong didn't know the principles of Buddhism, he couldn't help but feel that things were right and people were different.

At the moment, I couldn't help but recite: "Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar every year."

Lin Yu's eyes were slightly red and she said, "I have something to ask you."

Hong Qigong said: "You say."

"Why is Ouyang Feng crazy?"

The three of them were suddenly startled and couldn't help but feel strange.

But seeing that something was wrong with Lin Yu's expression, and the three of them were all human beings, they immediately understood something.

"Miss Lin, Ouyang Feng is evil-minded, why are you bothering..." Hong Qigong tried to persuade him.

Lin Yu interrupted him: "I just want to know why he went crazy? When did he go crazy?"

Hong Qigong and Master Yideng refused to talk because the matter involved two juniors.

Huang Laoxie, on the other hand, said coldly: "What are you going to do? Revenge for the old poisonous creature?"

Lin Yu immediately looked at Huang Laoxie: "Did you drive him crazy?"

Huang Laoxie sneered: "So what?"

Lin Yu glared at him and took a deep breath: "Can it be cured?"

Huang Laoxie was startled, looked at her, shook his head, and left in a flash, chanting: "Ask what love is in this world, we only teach you whether you will live or die..."

Obviously he had seen Lin Yu's thoughts.

Lin Yu's face was slightly red, but she looked at the remaining two people stubbornly.

Hong Qigong sighed: "Old Poison practiced the "Nine Yin Manual" backwards, causing confusion and no medicine or stone to cure it. Anyway, there is nothing we can do."

With that said, he said no more and turned around to leave.

Master Yideng also nodded slightly, said "Amitabha" and disappeared into the forest.

It was pitch dark in the forest, leaving only Lin Yu with red eyes and tears on her clothes.

Who doesn’t long for beautiful love?

Seeing her disciple marry the one she loved with her own eyes, she was inevitably moved by the scene and wanted to find Ouyang Feng and ask him personally if he loved her.

It's a pity that she found Ouyang Feng before, but Ouyang Feng was already crazy.

She was destined not to get the answer she wanted.

"Ask the world what love is. It only teaches life and death to be mutually agreed... Haha... Hahaha..."

She suddenly recited this poem, burst out laughing, smiled, but then covered her face and cried.

The sky can be mended, the sea can be filled, and the southern mountains can be moved.

However, the sun and the moon have passed by and cannot be traced back.

What is past is past forever.

Those who can't let go are the most painful, and Lin Yu is undoubtedly like this.

Li Mochou was able to let go of the past and welcome new feelings, so she faced the sun and was reborn.

She was immersed in pain, clinging to it, and suffered all her life.

The word "love" is difficult to understand, and the word "meaning" is difficult to express.

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