You Jianghu people really know how to play

Tang Ou has personally experienced how powerful the poison on the knife is.

Not long after Shen Guangming left, he fell into a coma.

This coma did not make him completely unconscious. He seemed to be still awake, but he couldn't grasp the exact place and time, as if he was trapped in a vast dream.

The mountains are high, but the road is long.There were towering trees on both sides, and he walked on the rough gravel road, holding a handful of firewood in his hand.There is still a mountain beyond the mountain, and the mist gushes out from the root of the mountain and floats in the air.Two lone geese wailed, brushed the edge of the fog, and flew to the distant mountains.

Tang Ou vaguely understood where he was.

This is Zi Yunfeng.He is a child who first entered here to study ten years ago.

He took a few steps, and suddenly ran wildly.

Going to the end of this road is a clear pool.Walking up a stone shaped like a big turtle on the edge of Qingtan, passing 34 red maple trees and twelve peach trees that will never bear fruit, he will be able to see the master.

Zhang Ziqiao was really practicing sword.What he practiced was the set of Qiushuang sword he taught Tang Ou.

The sword intent should be like autumn frost, bitter and cold, with long stamina.When Tang Ou first practiced, he didn't know what was cruel and what was spicy, so he had no form but spirit.Zhang Ziqiao often scolded him when he taught him how to practice swords. In Tang Ou's memory, he rarely received praise from Zhang Ziqiao.

He stood under a very tall tree, timidly watching Zhang Ziqiao practice his sword.

"Master..." Tang Ou called him in a low voice, but there was no response.

The sky darkened in an instant.At some point in his hand, he raised a lamp, faintly illuminating Zhang Ziqiao's agile figure.Tang Ou panicked, and quickly ran to Zhang Ziqiao's side with a lamp.

Zhang Ziqiao was interrupted by him, and he cursed angrily: "Has the firewood been chopped! Have the chickens been fed?"

"It's all done." Tang Ou showed him the bundle of firewood in his hand, "Master, teach me how to practice swords."

Zhang Ziqiao's expression softened suddenly.He handed the sword in his hand to Tang Ou to hold it, took his bundle of firewood, and took two steps back.

The lights were flickering, making Zhang Ziqiao a little faint.Tang Ou hurriedly squeezed the sword tightly, the weight in his hand was wrong, he looked down - it was not the nameless sword at that time, but the Qiushuang sword that Seventh Uncle re-sheathed for him later.

Tang Ou slowly put down the lamp in his hand, and looked up at Zhang Ziqiao a few steps away.

"Master, long time no see." He whispered, "Tang Ou is useless, it's embarrassing for you."

Zhang Ziqiao seemed to want to blame him, but he swallowed the words, and asked instead: "Have you practiced Qingyang's mind well?"

"I can't pass the last level. I can't practice Qiushuangjian at the highest level." Tang Ou said.

Zhang Ziqiao walked a few steps, and couldn't help sighing: "Why can't you pass? Do you remember what you said on the last floor?"

"Remember." Tang Ou uttered the last layer of mantras, "All things return to one, know the white and keep the black; be condensed in the heart, never die or live."

"Is it difficult to understand?" Zhang Ziqiao asked.

"It's hard to understand." Tang Ou replied honestly.

Zhang Ziqiao patted the ground and sat down cross-legged. Tang Ou also sat down and put the lamp between them.

"Actually, I don't understand either." Zhang Ziqiao said.

Tang Ou: "... what?"

Zhang Ziqiao laughed out loud. "I really don't understand. Qingyang Zhenqi was passed on to me by the master, and all the formulas for the mental method after that were summed up and compiled by myself based on his previous formulas."

Tang Ou: "...then how did you break through the last layer?"

Zhang Ziqiao tilted his head and smiled badly: "Because I died once. So Tang Ou, you have to do this once."

The accident Zhang Ziqiao mentioned happened before he accepted Tang Ou as his apprentice.Back then he was debating scriptures with others in Shaolin Temple, and after returning to Ziyun Peak, he was besieged by the enemy on the way.

The people who besieged were not very skilled in martial arts, but there were a lot of them.It just so happened that Zhang Ziqiao was exhausted from the journey, and accidentally plotted against him, and was surrounded by those hundred and ten people outside the roadside teahouse.

There was another middle-aged man in the tea house, he only heard his attendants call him "Master Tang", but he didn't know the details of the other party.It's just that these Jianghu people made it clear that they came for themselves, Zhang Ziqiao didn't want to hurt others, so he walked out of the teahouse and looked for another place to compete.

Even if he is self-reliant and courageous, he is no match for a wheel-to-wheel battle involving a hundred or ten people taking turns.Zhang Ziqiao never mentioned this matter and felt ashamed.But Tang Ou knew what he was talking about halfway through.

He once told Shen Guangming that when his father brought him to Ziyun Peak to learn art from a teacher, Zhang Ziqiao accepted him for the sake of the silver ticket.But in fact, it was because the "Master Tang" in the teahouse had saved Zhang Ziqiao's life that day.

When Tang Ou's father led his entourage to find Zhang Ziqiao in the stream behind the mountain, he was only half breathed.Because the person was too seriously injured to move, Mr. Tang bought the tea house, placed Zhang Ziqiao in the tea house, and left someone to take care of him carefully.After three months like this, Zhang Ziqiao recovered completely and was able to leave.He didn't want to owe favors to Mr. Tang, thinking that this kind of businessman should want to do things for him because of his kindness. He never thought that Mr. Tang brought a child over, and the first sentence he said was to ask him to take his son as his apprentice.

Tang Ou nodded after hearing his father say this.

"I used to practice Qingyang Zhenqi, but I never thought it would have such a magical effect." Zhang Ziqiao gestured, "During those three months, I used Qingyang Zhenqi to heal myself."

The people who besieged him came from various gangs, some were aboveboard, and some were good at using hidden weapons and poisons.He has serious internal and external injuries. The external injuries can be healed, but the internal injuries need to be adjusted.

"You're dying now, do you know that?" Zhang Ziqiao said calmly, "Otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me."

"I know." Tang Ou nodded, "But it's good to see you this way."

"Take back all Qingyang's true energy, put it back into your dantian, and protect your heart." Zhang Ziqiao said, "It's different from Dalu's true energy. If Dalu's true energy is not careful, it will eat back at the original owner. Qingyang Yang Zhenqi will always protect you."

"It's protecting me." Tang Ou pointed to his chest, "I don't need to take it back, it just..."

"No, you must guide the true energy and return it to the dantian." Zhang Ziqiao emphasized again, "You must guide it yourself, and you must not let it leak out, understand?"

Tang Ou frowned and thought again, hesitatingly said: "I've never heard of such a method."

"When you are on the verge of death, survival is your strongest thought. You will spontaneously gather the true energy in your body... Hey, why didn't you do that?" Zhang Ziqiao asked puzzled, "Don't you feel cold inside? "

When asked by him, Tang Ou touched his chest subconsciously.

"It's not cold... no, it's cold. There's a real energy that I'm not familiar with, it's a bit cold." Tang Ou said slowly, "but it didn't threaten me. It was fused with Qingyang real energy... very suitable, Not bad."

"... Dalu is really angry?" Zhang Ziqiao said clearly, "Ziyun is helping you."

At this time, outside Zhang Ziyun's house, frost began to crackle on the wooden railing.

Sima Feng and Chi Yebai stood outside wearing capes, still feeling cold.The valley was originally as warm as spring, but this place alone was extremely cold.

"You really don't want my help?" Sima Feng said courteously, "You can rely on me."

Chi Yebai smiled: "No need."

Sima Feng said again: "Then I can support you."

Chi Yebai: "No need! Is Xin Muyun dead? Go and see."

Sima Feng had no choice but to go.Xin Muyun was carried back by Zhang Ziyun and thrown outside. Seeing that he was breathing in but not getting out, his face was yellow and black, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

"Tang Ou is having a hard time, why did this fellow wait for so long to die?" Sima Feng wondered.

"Qingyang True Qi is good for blood circulation. Once a practitioner is poisoned, the situation is often very critical." Chi Yebai explained to him, "His master also encountered it when he was young, and it was very dangerous."

"You even know this?" Sima Feng hastily flattered, "You really deserve to be the head of Ying Beishe."

Chi Yebai turned his head and continued to guard the small house.

Zhang Ziyun and Shen Guangming were in the room using Da Lu's true energy to inflict poison on Tang Ou's wounds. The true energy was cold and fierce, and the leaves around a dozen feet long were frosted.

"Don't stop." Zhang Ziyun withdrew his hand, and took out a dozen needles from his medicine bag, "Continue to infuse true energy, and I will heal the injury."

Shen Guangming was inconvenient to answer, so he nodded silently.

Following Zhang Ziyun's instructions, he was continuously injecting Da Lu's true energy into Tang Ou's body.

The corpse poison is very fierce, Zhang Ziyun is afraid that Tang Ou's Qingyang Zhenqi will not be able to hold on, so he asks Shen Guangming to help him with Dalu Zhenqi from the same source.Shen Guangming never knew how to teach skills, and now he has learned it like a duck, and he barely looks good.

Zhang Ziyun picked out a few long needles and pierced Tang'ou's meridians to suspend the poison.There were several hollow needles in the medicine bag, and he picked them up one by one, and all of them pierced around the wound in Tang Ou's abdomen.

Because Qingyang Zhenqi protected Tang Ou's heart, even if he and Shen Guangming replenished Dalu Zhenqi, the venom only stayed in the meridians and did not spread.Zhang Ziyun felt his pulse for a moment, and then slowly turned the hollow needles.

Tang Ou's body temperature was still very low, but his breathing gradually stabilized.Thick black blood flowed out drop by drop from the needle and fell into the water basin on the ground, the sound was extremely crisp.

Shen Guangming was breathing out his zhenqi, when he suddenly noticed that the Qingyang zhenqi in Tang Ou's body no longer confronted Dalu's zhenqi, but disappeared as if suddenly absorbed.

He was taken aback, and his voice changed: "Uncle Tang Ou! Tang Ou's true energy..."

Before he finished speaking, a needle stuck in the wound suddenly burst out, almost stabbing Zhang Ziyun.

"It's okay, you continue." Zhang Ziyun picked up the needle, wiped it hastily, and stuck it in again, "He is saving himself, which is a good thing."

Shen Guangming quickly shut up and continued to concentrate on breathing.

The cold Da Lu's zhenqi did not encounter obstacles in Tang Ou's body, but he did not run amok, but continued along his meridians, forcing out the venom in it bit by bit.Shen Guangming keenly noticed that although Qingyang's true energy seemed to have disappeared, the temperature of Tang Ou's body was slowly rising, and the speed of blood dripping was gradually accelerating.The blood plasma that was originally terribly black gradually faded.

"Qingyang True Qi can protect his heart veins and help him heal himself. But when the true Qi returns to the dantian, if there is no help from others, the poison will immediately attack the heart veins quickly, and then he will die. I'm tired." Seeing the situation, Zhang Ziyun also heaved a sigh of relief, and he actually became a little more talkative, "I can't do anything else, and it will aggravate his injury. If it wasn't for this place, if it wasn't for you and me, Tang Gull can't be rescued."

Shen Guangming's heart was beating extremely fast, but his mood was joyful.

It fell, and finally fell firmly back into his chest.

"Thank you, Uncle Tang Ou." Shen Guangming was overly nervous before, but now that he is relaxed, he can't help but lose his strength.He said hoarsely: "You are Tang Ou's savior."

Zhang Ziyun looked at him, an ugly smile slowly appeared on his withered and yellowed face.

"Little thing, you are his savior."

By the time Tang Ou woke up, more than ten hours had passed.The poison in his body was finally forced out after a few hours. Zhang Ziyun quickly bandaged him up, and then he and Shen Guangming took turns sending Da Lu's true energy to Tang Ou.

Tang Ou sat in the ignorant darkness for a long time.At some point Zhang Ziqiao had disappeared, and he saw many people he had met walking back and forth in the dark.But he didn't see Shen Guangming.

Before he fell into a coma, Shen Guangming left his side to look for Zhang Ziyun. He didn't know where Shen Guangming was now and whether he was safe.Suddenly anxious in his heart, Tang Ou stood up suddenly and kicked down the lamp in front of him.Suddenly, like water being splashed out, the lights flowed out in a mighty way.

He finally opened his eyes, only to see Shen Guangming sitting in front of him, with his hands on his chest, looking at him in surprise.

Full beard and tail, just a little haggard.

Tang Ou let out a big breath, his throat was astringent, and he couldn't say a word.He wanted to move his fingers, but his hands and feet were numb and stiff, his eyelids trembled, his lips trembled, and he couldn't move.

Shen Guangming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly spread his arms and rushed forward.

There was a wall behind Tang Ou, and his pounce immediately knocked Tang Ou into the wall with a loud bang.

The back of his head hurt like hell... Tang Ou wanted to laugh and get angry at the same time, and wanted to hug Shen Guangming back.Shen Guangming hugged him tightly, trembling all over, but couldn't say a word.

Tang Ou finally found that the furnishings of this house were somewhat familiar. After carefully identifying them for a while, he recognized Zhang Ziyun's house.The door rang and then closed tightly, Sima Feng's voice came in from outside: "Don't go in, I'm holding you now, oh my tricks, the eye of a needle..."

Tang Ou was hugged tightly by Shen Guangming, and finally pushed him away a little bit, and asked with difficulty: "Why are you... Uncle Master?"

"Someone is coming from the valley, and the uncle is outside. It was the uncle who saved you." Shen Guangming said.

Tang Ou thought for a while, and moistened his throat by swallowing saliva: "You helped too, right? You also have Da Lu's true spirit."

Shen Guangming looked up at him, touched his face, and leaned over to kiss him.

"Yes." Shen Guangming was very close to him, and when he spoke, his voice was like a light airflow blowing on Tang Ou's new stubble.A little sour, a little itchy.He lowered his head slightly, found the right position, and kissed him several times.

Many words do not need to be said too clearly.Tang Ou knew the fear and joy in Shen Guangming's heart, and he believed that Shen Guangming also knew his.

Shen Guangming's eyes became wet after being kissed a few times by him.Fearing that Tang Ou would find out, he closed his eyes and stroked Tang Ou's slightly rough stubble with the tip of his nose.Tang Ou was very itchy by him, couldn't help laughing out loud, and put his barely moving hand on him.

"Why didn't I wear clothes?" He asked Shen Guangming, "Who took it off?"

Only then did Shen Guangming think of this, his face burned instantly, and he immediately moved away.Tang Ou's eyes were quick, and he quickly grabbed the corner of his sleeve. Shen Guangming didn't fall, and was pulled back into his arms by Tang Ou.

"Who took it off?" he asked again.

"... Your uncle took it off because there was a wound on his abdomen. I didn't see anything." Shen Guangming said.

Tang Ou: "...you see it now."

Shen Guangming was suffocated for a moment, and quickly responded: "You can't do anything if you see it, don't worry."

Tang Ou smiled: "Didn't you just kiss me? I was still a wounded person, so you jumped on me."

Shen Guangming was speechless and argued, "You kissed me too."

"Thank you so much." Tang Ou said, "What about you? Why did you kiss me?"

Shen Guangming rolled his eyes a few times, too embarrassed to speak.

Tang Ou approached him again and asked, "Why? Huh?"

Shen Guangming couldn't answer, so he covered his mouth with his hand.

Tang Ou: "?"

Seeing Shen Guangming in such an embarrassing state made him very happy to come back from the dead.Just as he was about to ask again, he saw Shen Guangming approaching him and quickly kissed the back of his hand.

"Thank you too." Shen Guangming whispered, "Thank you for not dying, I can still see you."

As if taken aback by his shyness and clumsiness, Tang Ou raised his eyebrows and smiled, feeling soft and warm in his heart.He stopped teasing him, kissed his palm, and slowly held him in his arms.

At the entrance of the canyon, Zhang Ziyun was in a stalemate with a Taoist.

The Taoist man was white-haired and dressed in a neat and clean Taoist uniform. He looked thin, but he was not weak.His feet were standing in the snow, and the snow had melted an inch below his feet.

Zhang Ziyun naturally saw that this person's martial arts were extremely high, and he was afraid that he was a little bit higher than himself.But here he absolutely doesn't want others to come in here, even Sima Feng and Chi Yebai let in for Tang Ou's sake, and this strange Taoist is even less likely to give in.

"Go." Zhang Ziyun said concisely, "You can't come in."

"Hero Zhang, the poor Taoist has no intention of disturbing you. He came here this time just to save people."

Zhang Ziyun frowned: How could Tang Ou recognize such a person?But since he said he was saving people, Zhang Ziyun's attitude was not so tough.

He led the Taoist halfway, without saying a word, but the Taoist looked at the scenery in the valley and repeatedly stroked his beard in amazement.He is not young, but he is quite easy-going in his conversation and doesn't put on airs. Zhang Ziyun saw that he was someone Tang Ou knew, and Tang Ou should respect him as an elder at his age, so he finally responded: "You don't have to worry. , we have already dealt with the corpse poison in Tang Ou's body."

The Taoist was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm not here for Tang Shaoxia."

Zhang Ziyun was slightly surprised: "Then who are you saving?"

"Save my benefactor's child." The Taoist raised his palm again and saluted Zhang Ziyun, "Hero Zhang, Fengleizi of the poor way, this time I came here specially to ask you for Xin Muyun's life. His mother had a relationship with me many years ago." For the gift of food, Feng Leizi once swore by Wudang's reputation, as long as she is still alive, she and her family will be safe."