[Sword Three + Covering Rain] Wu Wang

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, the moonlight is reflected on the window lattice, the shadows of the flowers are swaying, and Mu Dianyun's jade-like flawless face flickers with the shadow.Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked out the window with some doubts.

Or it may be due to overthinking, there is always an inexplicable feeling that makes it difficult for him to maintain a state of concentration.

Time flies, the rivers and lakes are turbulent, and he has lived in this valley for three years, and the affairs of the rivers and lakes are neither interesting nor caring.But the appearance of Qi Changzheng reminded him that Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty was full of turmoil just like Kaiyuan of the Tang Dynasty. Unless he really escaped into the mountains and kept away from outsiders, it was inevitable that something would happen to him.

However, even if it is found on the head, it is not a bad thing.

Qingyan is located in the Qinling Mountains, and Mu Dianyun rushed to Shaanxi to try to find the ruins, but the whole Qingyan disappeared.When he was sad, he remembered that there was a small town called Qingyan near Yuezhou Prefecture, so he simply returned here to live temporarily.

Fortunately, for hundreds of years, there have been an endless stream of famous medical books in the world.He collects and reads medical books on weekdays, and compares them with Wanhua's medical skills. After a while, he goes out to go out for medical treatment, which dilutes a lot of homesickness and does not feel depressed.

He was originally an outstanding master in Wanhua Valley. After three years of deep cultivation, his medical skills have advanced by leaps and bounds, and his cultivation has become deeper and deeper. The two mental methods he has cultivated have reached the bottleneck stage. , getting harder and harder.The Wanhua Seven Sages back then, as well as the elder brother Pei Yuan, have all reached this level.They either travel around the world, or retreat in the valley, hoping to go further after reaching the peak achievement of their sect.

It is also a good way to learn from people who are similar to martial arts. For example, Fang Gan, the father of Dongfang Yuxuan, after losing to the Sword Master, devoted himself to pondering and finally created a unique skill in the world.Mu Dianyun likes to be quiet and doesn't like to move. If there is any trouble to come to the door, it will save his energy.

The feeling that something is going to happen is getting stronger.Mu Dianyun pondered for a while, and simply gave up the attempt to settle down, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the darkness outside the house.

There was only one exit from the valley, and he walked out on foot.

The cold moon hangs high in the night sky, and it is not yet full, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching again.This place is not far from the South Lake, the night wind is blowing, the air is humid and fragrant, the closer you are to the outside of the valley, the more obvious the induction will be.Mu Dianyun stretched out his movements, and walked through the bamboo forest like a ghost, sensing the strangeness in it, and suddenly noticed a familiar aura approaching.

The footsteps and breathing sounds of martial arts practitioners are different from those of ordinary people and are very recognizable.There are very few warriors in this world that he feels familiar with, and the identity of the visitor is almost ready to be revealed.His flying figure paused for a moment due to doubts, then accelerated and flew straight forward.

Finally, a figure walking alone came into view, and Mu Dianyun fell to the ground like a bird.The man stopped suddenly, looking straight at him with expressionless eyes.

Mu Dianyun smiled wryly, "Brother Feng, long time no see!"

The visitor was originally an elegant and handsome young hero, but now his face is pale and haggard. After recognizing Mu Dianyun, his spirit suddenly relaxed, he opened his mouth, and before he could make a sound, he breathed out a mouthful of bruised blood mist squirt.

Mu Dianyun took a few steps to support him, and he smelled a bitter smell of black blood from his nostrils.Normally, the bruises spit out by internal injuries are no different from normal blood, but the blood he spit out is black, which shows that the person who injured him is of extraordinary strength.

This person is the only apprentice of the "evil spirit" Li Ruohai, Feng Xinglie, the number one master of the younger generation of Baidao.If Mu Dianyun has friends in this world, then besides Feng Xinglie, there is no other candidate.

While making close contact, Mu Dianyun found out that there are three different kinds of inner strength in his body.Feng Xinglie's own prairie qi is so weak that it is almost undetectable, it is silent in the dantian, and the Buddhist zhenqi, which is very similar to Shaolin internal energy, moves up to his chest, firmly protecting Feng Xinglie's heart, letting him The third kind of extremely cold internal energy roams around and attacks violently, without giving way.

The true power of Liaoyuan comes from Li Ruohai's mental method of Liaoyuan, but the other two kinds come from nowhere.

Wanhua martial arts are closely related to medical skills, and the true qi refined from them is a holy product for healing.But Feng Xinglie's internal energy is intertwined and extremely complicated, rushing to send true energy will only make the situation worse, Mu Dianyun didn't dare to rescue him casually, so he had to take him back to the Nanhu Thatched Cottage first.

Three years ago, he owed Feng Xinglie a great favor.On the day when he first came to this world, he joined forces with Feng Xinglie who passed by to teach the seven gods of death under Zunxin's sect, which indirectly caused Zunxin's sect to fail in attacking Jiaodao.Then, seeing that he knew nothing about Jianghu affairs, Feng Xinglie kindly took him to Dongting Lake and explained to him the ins and outs of the various sects.

The two arrived at the bank of Dongting Lake, just in time for the upcoming battle of the Nujiao Gang, who sealed off the lake to prevent outsiders from going to the island.He already knew that the major sects had no connection with Wanhua Valley, and he was not obsessed with meeting the leader of the Angry Jiao sect.Seeing that he was fine, Feng Xinglie left just now.

Of course, Mu Dianyun was very grateful and kept this favor in his heart.However, the Xieyi Sect dominates the South China Sea area, Li Ruohai's name is also on the black list, and Feng Xinglie himself is excellent in character and martial arts. Under such a premise, he can't find a place to do it if he wants to make the icing on the cake, so he can only put it down first. The idea of ​​repaying a favor.

But he never expected that the opportunity to repay the favor would come so quickly.To be able to injure Feng Xinglie to this extent, the murderer must be one of the best figures in the Jianghu, which is another shocking event when you think about it.

Feng Xinglie remained silent all the time, Mu Dianyun knew that his mental and physical strength had reached the limit, so he didn't say much, let him lie on the bed, sat down by the bed, pressed his pulse door, a ray of true energy was like Floating catkins penetrated into the meridians of his body like gossamer.This ray of true energy is extremely flexible and flexible, it travels up the arm, from Tianfu to Yunmen, and from Yunmen to Shenzang.

Just as he was about to pass the Shenzang acupoint, the cold force seemed to have its own consciousness, and suddenly counterattacked.Feng Xinglie snorted, Mu Dianyun was caught off guard, his true energy was drawn back, and a sense of loneliness rushed straight into his body through his fingertips, which made him shiver.

This kind of situation is not mentioned in "Ten Thousand Flowers Medical Classics", nor mentioned in other medical books, which shows how extraordinary the master of true energy is.

He originally wanted to use an unconventional method to stimulate Feng Xinglie's own true energy to start a prairie fire, but once he tried it, he immediately understood that he would never be able to restrain this strange true energy with any gradual and slow methods, and only by taking risks and advancing.But he is not a member of the evil sect, and he doesn't understand Liaoyuan's mentality. If there is a mistake, his life will inevitably be endangered.

There is another method, which is mainly based on Yangxin Jue, supplemented by Taisu Nine Needles, slowly infusing one's own true energy into his body in a long stream, circulating through the meridians again and again, patiently guiding, and finally drawing out the true energy of Liaoyuan from the dantian.This method is the least risky, but it will take at least a few days to integrate the inner and the inner, and it will hurt the true essence the most.

This is by no means an easy task, and it's okay to say that Buddhism is supreme and authentic, and that evil spirit is simply invulnerable.If you want to succeed in one fell swoop without leaving future troubles, you will inevitably lose a lot of yourself.He didn't feel that his true energy was precious, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find a suitable method.

Feng Xinglie has been silent all the time, silently watching him frowning and thinking hard, his expression is complicated and difficult to understand, at this moment he suddenly said: "There is something I must tell Brother Mu first, the person who hurt me is the magician Pang Ban. "

Mu Dianyun was taken aback for a moment, and responded inexplicably, "Pang Ban?"

Feng Xinglie took a deep breath, and asked helplessly, "Brother Mu, don't you remember who Pang Ban is?"

Mu Dianyun suddenly felt a sense of being despised. In order to clear up the misunderstanding, he said calmly, "Brother Feng underestimates me too much. Pang Ban is the master of the Magician Palace, the number one expert in the world. He once retired for 20 years. Now Come back out of the rivers and lakes. No wonder Brother Feng's injury is so difficult, it turned out to be him."

Feng Xinglie's face is expressionless, but his heart is full of mixed feelings.

Half a year ago, he met Jin Bingyun in an ancient temple deep in the mountains.Originally, he was lonely and arrogant, with no dust in his eyes, and countless girls in the world had poured out their hearts to him, but no one could catch his eyes, but the moment he saw Jin Bingyun, he made up his mind that he would not marry anyone who was not Qing in this life.The two lived together day and night for three months, and Jin Bingyun finally became his wife willingly and handed over her virginity to him.

The first taste of love made him intoxicated.He didn't want to meddle in Jianghu affairs anymore, and even handed over the Eagle Knife that he carried with him to "Blade Cold" Han Qingfeng, entrusting him to the Eight Sects to deal with, and planned to find a fairyland on earth to live in seclusion with Jin Bingyun, and spend the days of the fairy couple under the moonlight. day.

He didn't know that this was the beginning of the catastrophe.

Ten days ago, Jin Bingyun left without saying goodbye. Seven days ago, during a trance, he suddenly went mad without warning.He tried all the means he knew, but he couldn't recover his skills.

In desperation, he thought of "poison doctor" and "medicine fairy".

"Poison doctor" Lie Zhenbei was born in a family. He has always been a wild crane, and rarely participated in the battles in the rivers and lakes. No one knows where he is. The whereabouts of the "medical fairy" are also uncertain, but Feng Xinglie has long known that Mu Dianyun is proficient in medical skills and intends to live in seclusion near Qingyan.

Thinking of the possibility of recovering martial arts, hope was born in his dead heart again, and he rode his horse straight to Yuezhou Mansion desperately, but was blocked on the road by the No. 1 in the world - "magician" Pang Ban.

Pang Ban was like a living nightmare, talking and laughing extinguished all his hopes. It turned out that Jin Bingyun was Pang Ban's magic medium for practicing magic skills, and came to him by Pang Ban's order.He Feng Xinglie was lucky to be selected as the cauldron by this invincible demon king in his life, and it was only in this accident that he had such an indiscriminate disaster.

In the end, Pang Ban personally took action to capture him alive and bring him back to the magician's palace.In the nick of time, Feng Xinglie jumped into the Yangtze River, and finally he did not fall into the hands of this terrifying demon king, but the remaining skills disappeared, and he was worse than ordinary people.Fortunately, he was drifting along the current, and the place where he landed was not too far from Yuezhou Mansion. Thanks to his unyielding support, he did not fall to his death halfway.

Not seeing each other for three years, Mu Dianyun may not be in the valley of Nanhu.Even if he didn't leave, how many people in the world would dare to take the risk of offending Pang Ban to help him be popular?Not to tell the truth is already very loyal.But there was no way out anyway, so he simply put all his eggs in one basket, hoping that Mu Dianyun could judge whether his physical strength could be recovered.

Just now, Mu Dianyun's attention was all on the living alien true energy, but Feng Xinglie pierced his dantian like a sharp knife, he knew the pain.But after the pain was over, the feeling of emptiness and disgust in his body was significantly relieved. If it wasn't for this moment, he might not even have the strength to speak at this time.Only then did he realize that the title of "medical fairy" was really well-deserved.

After Bing Yun left, he had been living in self-defeating, that's why he deliberately told Mu Dianyun out of anger that saving him was equivalent to fighting against Pang Ban, and wanted to see if he misjudged the person again.

This time, no one betrayed his trust.Between him and Pang Ban, Mu Dianyun chose him without thinking, which is equivalent to choosing to offend that unrivaled demon.

A warm feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

Mu Dianyun thought for a while, and asked: "According to my guess, Brother Feng must have been injured by Pang Ban's palm after losing his martial arts. Could it be that your loss of martial arts is also related to Pang Ban?"

At first Feng Xinglie really came here to seek medical treatment, but later he realized that the internal injury was caused by the Dao Heart Demon Planting Dafa, so he didn't have any hope.In his opinion, Mu Dianyun is really too young, even if he earns the title of "Medical Immortal", how can he cope with Pang Ban's magic skills?

Hearing that Mu Dianyun's judgment was correct at this time, and thinking about the miraculous effect he had seen when he made a move before, his heart felt ashamed for a moment, and his voice trembled slightly: "Pang Ban once said that the Dao Heart Demon is the supreme one in the Demon Sect." Secret technique, this true energy is the demon seed born from this technique, is Brother Mu sure to deal with it?"

Mu Dianyun sighed and said, "I'm not sure, but if Brother Feng trusts me, you can give it a try."

Perhaps it was because Feng Xinglie appeared too suddenly, his state of mind rippled slightly like a lake wrinkled by the spring breeze.Pang Ban has almost become a legend, and his status is supreme, just like the sword master of the Central Plains back then.Thinking of being able to use his own strength to fight against the strongest in the world, even if it was just a fight in the air, he still vaguely felt a sense of expectation.

At this moment, he frowned suddenly.

Another visitor came from outside the bamboo forest.

Feng Xinglie was almost exhausted and didn't have the energy to explain more. He himself was busy all the time, only thinking about the strangeness of the Dao Heart Demon, and for a moment he forgot that since Pang Ban wanted to personally deal with a junior, there must be something unresolved Kai Liangzi, how could he give up tracking?I heard that there are many strange people and strangers in the magician's palace, so it is only right to follow Feng Xinglie all the way.

Mu Dianyun fell silent, Feng Xinglie saw that his expression was different, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Mu Dianyun said: "A guest is here."

Feng Xinglie's face changed suddenly, he was always proud and arrogant, he didn't want to trouble others, he suddenly made up his mind, if the person chasing him was actually Pang Ban himself, he would immediately admit defeat and leave the place with Pang Ban, lest Mu Dianyun Be angered by him.

Mu Dianyun didn't pay attention to his expression, pondered for a moment, then stood up calmly, walked out of the bedroom, lit two more candles, put the candlesticks on the outside table, and sat down beside him calmly.

Feng Xinglie struggled to get up, Mu Dianyun shook his head at him, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, in the past few years, I have also learned the brilliance of masters from various factions. As long as it is not Pang Ban, I may not necessarily lose. Even It's Pang Ban, if you can't beat him, you can always escape!"

The candle flame flickered in the breeze blowing in from outside the door, showing a crumbling, pitiful yellow light.This is the darkest hour before sunrise.