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The two discussed and decided, and immediately disguised themselves and walked northwest along the official road.Sure enough, I saw the imprint left by the Acacia Sect along the way, but when the imprint appeared for the third time, Han Kuang showed a thoughtful expression: "You said that this imprint belonged to the Acacia Sect. But...the one who left the imprint The technique is the one commonly used by the Junshan School."

Ning Shu pondered: "You mean..."

Han Kuang shook his head: "Maybe it's a way of blinding the eyes, and it's hard to say for sure. It's just that each... each sect has its own method of communication, which is not well known to outsiders. People from other sects only know that it is a mark. I'm determined not to think deeply...deeply."

Ning Shu frowned: "Maybe the members of the Hehuan Sect made suspicious formations, making people suspect that Junshan Sect was also involved; or this imprint was left by Junshan disciples... No matter what Meng Lianshan has done in the past, what he did in the martial arts world Reputation is good..."

Han Kuang sneered.

Ning Shu sighed slightly in his heart, and said carefully: "The Hehuan Sect has been able to stand in the martial arts for many years, one reason is because there are so many masters; Meng Lianshan's plans are not small, but although Junshan is a big faction, placed in Kyushu, it only occupies a small island of Dongting, [-] miles away. Although he is famous, he is inferior to Xu Ziwu in terms of power Many. If this person is as you said, a hypocrite with a dignified appearance, then if he wants to gain popularity, he must find a way to do something in the martial arts. Since ancient times, there are only a few ways to make a name for himself. If he is not in a hurry , he can take it slowly; if he is in a hurry, he has to find a big reason to do it..."

"Xu Ziwu's behavior has become more and more perverse in recent years, and various sects and factions have long held grudges against him. I heard that there are now some people with high morals and respects who are discussing and are planning to choose a martial arts leader in order to fight against him. But even if they are elected Leader, it's not good to raise the flag high and go to war with the Hehuan Sect at any moment. To prescribe the right medicine, there must be a guide..." Ning Shu's heart gradually became clear: "Although my thoughts are all guesses, if I go to this Thinking about it carefully, it seems that everything seems to make sense..."

Han Kuang said slowly: "Back then, the Guiyang Heart Sutra and the Guiyang Knife Manual were originally two dilapidated old books. My mother knew that these things were important, and was worried that the paper was fragile and would not stand up to tossing, so she planned to copy the scriptures and the knife manual. We embroidered on the fabric and kept it. We lived peacefully, so she was not in a hurry. The knife book is short, so I embroidered the knife book first. Unexpectedly, disaster happened, and both volumes were robbed..." He smiled strangely After a while: "But Meng Lianshan has made thousands of calculations, and he has never counted God. Half of the Guiyang Heart Sutra was soaked in blood, and it was so blurred that he couldn't read it clearly... The way he was frantic at the time...haha... I will never forget..."

Seeing that his mood was not right again, Ning Shu hurriedly said, "Evil comes with evil..."

Han Kuang smiled sadly and angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "No, God treats him very well. He is extremely talented, and he comprehended it on his own through half of the scriptures, but he has practiced another magical skill..." He shook his hand Tightening the knife in his hand: "I couldn't kill him a few... several times, that's why..."

Ning Shu stretched out her hand, stroked Han Kuang's back lightly, and said in relief, "Did you notice something?"

Han Kuang was immersed in anger, and said in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"

"As long as those martial arts that enter the country very quickly and have great power, there are all kinds of disadvantages and fate. For example, Xu Ziwu's Acacia Sutra, if he can't find the furnace, he will explode his internal energy and die; for example, the bitter festival The master's plain female sword, the practitioner can't have sex with others for the rest of his life; another example is Miaoyin's Nine Strings Heaven Magic Book, which will attack him when he encounters someone whose inner strength is higher than his own; Trick, after you reach the age of 28, you can’t easily fight with others—every time you move your hands, your internal strength will be weakened by a point. There is only one peak in your life, and you will always go downhill from then on... There is a way, the way of heaven Those who take more and gain more will be lost in another way sooner or later. Humans are also a speck of heaven and everything, so naturally they cannot escape this law. Taoist Kuyun of the Qingcheng School is also the pinnacle of the world A master, he has practiced Sanqingyin since he was five years old, and he was over fifty years old when he was over [-] years old. Although the progress is slow, he is peaceful and solid. Whether it is self-cultivation or fighting against enemies, he is clear and clear. Inner breath has no gate of life, this is the best way to practice martial arts..."

Ning Shu looked at Han Kuang's expression, and licked his lips dryly: "I've been rambling so much, I just want to say...don't just focus on the fact that Meng Lianshan is better than you, the Guiyang Heart Sutra is very Violent kung fu, according to what you said, that person is definitely not a person with a peaceful temperament. He wants to stand out, but in martial arts, he only has a more biased way. Bao Buqi is worrying about his own fate right now..."

Han Kuang sneered: "According to you, my Guiyang Heart Sutra is also a partial skill, and my true energy is tyrannical, and sooner or later I will eat myself back..."

Ning Shu let go of him, and his face sank: "You have an elm head, why should I waste my words." Speaking of doing light work, he went forward on his own.

After a while, there was a buzzing sound behind him, and it was Han Kuang who came after him.

Ning Shu was too lazy to talk to him, and Han Kuang was also silent all the way.After traveling like this, Han Kuang hesitated until he had traveled twenty or thirty miles, "This is not... not the way to Xiangxi..."

Ning Shu said coldly: "I've changed my mind, I want to visit Junshan."