Luo Yan Hu does not return

Li Jiubai took a few steps on the spot, looked around carefully, and the ghostly black figure disappeared without a trace, so he walked back to Feng Liyuan, muttering to himself, "Where did the ghost go?" Don’t you care about the mallet?”

As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of kicking and trampling horseshoes in the distance, and a purple-red canopy carriage galloped over. The driver was dressed in black, and the brim of his straw hat was pulled down extremely low.

Li Jiubai waited and watched for a while, and recognized the figure of the man. It was the shadow in black who had been following the two of them before.

In the blink of an eye, the carriage had already stopped in front of Li Jiubai, and the man said: "In Xiaqiutang, my lord asked me to meet you two."

"My lord...hahahaha, Xiao Xianjun is really interesting. If you grow up, you can bluff a lot of clubs to play with him. His grandfather admires him very much."

Qiu Tang said in a deep voice: "Senior, let's quickly move Brother Feng to the car, Zhang Fang's scouts often come and go here, if they are after us, it will be inconvenient to go in and out of the place arranged by the lord."

Li Jiubai nodded, and dragged out Feng Liyuan who was curled up in the short grass. Although Qiutang is a martial arts practitioner with slender bones and almost powerless, Li Jiubai has been supporting him all the time. , and finally helped Feng Liyuan onto the carriage.

This road went around and passed through several forked crossings. At first Li Jiubai still had the heart to fumble for his memory, but then he became dizzy, lifted the curtain and walked into the carriage, and soon fell asleep soundly.

After bumping for several hours, the evening clouds gradually sank, the carriage stepped into the deep forest, and birds and warblers sang, the autumn pond blew a long whistle, and another black shadow jumped down from the top of the tree.

"Brother Huang Hu, I brought Brother Feng."

Huang Hu lifted the curtain of the car, and the two of them worked together to help Feng Liyuan out of the carriage and moved it under a towering old tree. Li Jiubai also turned over and jumped out of the carriage.

Seeing the strenuous posture of the two, Li Jiubai couldn't help but slander: "The two mothers are so soft, if his grandfather has grown to this size and has this mallet in one hand, even if he goes to heaven and earth, what's the point?" Difficult? It turns out that Xiaoxianjun's Taoism is not very good, which made them soft..."

Huang Hu took the whip and walked away, Qiu Tang spread his hands towards Li Jiubai to show that he was powerless.The two fiddled back and forth for a long time, and finally let Feng Liyuan hang on Qiutang's shoulders. Li Jiubai stood on the bottom of Feng Liyuan's feet all the way, and after walking for a stick of incense, they arrived at the courtyard in the deepest part of the mountain forest.

Seeing that Qiutang was out of breath, Li Jiubai added fuel to the fire and said, "Boy, don't move, just report to your master quickly."

Qiutang's brows were cold and stern, and his figure was tall. Perhaps he was still young, but he still had a bit of childishness. He covered his chest and smiled and said: "The Taoist priest must be patient and careful. After a while, the lord will send someone over to take a special test Brother Feng's kung fu."

"Grandma's, endless brat, his grandpa is afraid."

Seeing Li Jiubai jumping up and down, Qiutang was overjoyed, and said: "My lord also said, when Brother Feng will achieve his great achievements, when will he return the "Infinite Merit Sutra" so that the Taoist priest can take it to the Dharma Guardian?" Master detoxification."

Li Jiubai yelled angrily, and stretched out his hand to pull Qiutang's clothes, but Qiutang was tall and long-legged, and knew nothing about other kung fu, except for his talent for lightness kung fu, which Xue Heng valued the most. Young and strong, he can still compete with him, but now he can only watch Qiutang fly away.

It turns out that the most important part of the strategy discussed by Feng Liyuan and the "Jade Xuanhu" that day was to hide the real "Infinite Merit Sutra" on the "Yuxuanhu".

A page was torn in the middle of the Buddhist scriptures. In order to save time and effort, the two simply tore off the cover and took the account books in the inn as a backing. After taking away Feng Liyuan's package, it didn't take long to find out the Buddhist scriptures.

Although he had a conversation with Xue Heng first, Li Jiubai didn't like Feng Liyuan at first, and because of his audacity, he only wanted to find Zhu Fahu by himself, but he was swept away by a gust of wind halfway, so he realized Knowing that the Buddhist scriptures are false, he has no choice but to follow Feng Liyuan all the way according to the original rhetoric.

"Xiao Xianjun is really shrewd. Let me try to see how enlightened the blind stick is... If rotten wood is hard to carve, his grandfather still has a panacea. Even if it doesn't last long, it's not difficult to fool for a while."

After thinking for a while, Li Jiubai breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted into Feng Liyuan's ear, "Don't pretend to be dead!"

Feng Liyuan got up in a daze, with buzzing in his ears, the night was already dark, the shadow of the moon was sparse, and he couldn't see his fingers, so he couldn't tell the direction at all, and asked, "Senior, where are we right now?" ?”

Li Jiubai said casually: "I don't know where the little fairy led you. Since he wants you to become a teacher as soon as possible, let's start tonight."

"Senior, who is the little fairy you mentioned just now? With no injustice or enmity, why did you send the two of us to such a remote place?"

Li Jiubai paused before saying: "Little Immortal spent a lot of effort to make your hair gray, so I gave you such a wide place, and the purpose is to let the old man show you how to use the sword. You can't brush it anymore. Kindness from others."

"A-Heng is still in Yao Dao's hands..." Feng Liyuan had only one thought in his mind, he threw away Li Jiubai who was lying in front of him and ran away. This old man will help you, I must teach you to be convinced today—”

Li Jiubai yanked casually, and tore off a two-foot branch, which was much thinner than the Chengying Sword in Feng Liyuan's hand. Feng Liyuan was still unable to defeat the enemy with his bare hands before, and this branch was better than nothing, but Li Jiubai Jiubai lightly picked it up a few times, but instead gave birth to the might of a mighty giant sword.

Three tricks, or one coherent "power to turn mountains and rivers", the famous style of wind and water, in Li Jiubai's hands, he used the sword wind of mountains and tsunami, obliquely curling huge waves and surging towards the sky, powerfully locked Clamping joints, unable to move at all.

At this moment, in Feng Liyuan's eyes, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, mountains and rivers were overturned, and everything around him was reflected in the giant sword hanging above his head.

Li Jiubai saw Feng Liyuan in a daze, and stopped his movements in time. Unexpectedly, Feng Liyuan suddenly went crazy and rushed forward regardless, muttering in his mouth: "You shouldn't be holding this sword, it shouldn't be the sword!" What you lifted... Only the hero Zhishui can lift it, you can't lift it, you can't lift it..."

"Bangchui, your Feng family has no face and no skin. It's hard to blame the old man. You want to use the momentum of 'turning the mountains and rivers', and what you want is the aura of heaven and earth that nourishes all things. Your swordsmanship is just in shape, and you have avoided the important thing." The essence of the breath, resulting in poor circulation of breath, blockage of meridians, and the absurdity of flowing water and stagnant water, one only let go but not take in, and the other only take in but not let go, and they are passed down from generation to generation, I don’t know how many good seedlings have been harmed..."

Li Jiubai walked leisurely in the courtyard, beating and agitating, and was so angry that Feng Liyuan was so angry that he unleashed a hundred moves in a row, and all the words that dismissed Shenyuan's swordsmanship fell into Feng Liyuan's ears verbatim.

Seeing that Feng Liyuan was going to be unable to hold on, but he still desperately entangled him.He is not crazy or stupid, but he is too sober, too sober to believe it, because Li Jiubai pointed out the stagnation orifice that Feng Liyuan believed in in the past - that is Shenyuan Sword The subtlety of the method is because he can't understand it, and his skill is insufficient, not the defect of the sword method itself.

If what Li Jiubai said is true, the so-called Feng family's unique learning is no different from those crooked ways in the Jianghu. To die early is likely to be like the rumors in the world, without the careful conditioning of the jade hanging pot, the whole body's energy and blood will be insufficient...

"Maul, can't you hit it anymore? I see, if you forget about this random swordsmanship, you can still fight with the old man for a while... It's a pity, it has been branded since the womb. , I’m afraid there will be no chance in this life.”

Feng Liyuan was exhausted both physically and mentally, slumped on the ground, knit his brows together, and said in a cold voice: "Senior has great skills, but this junior is far behind, but... there is still one thing I don't know—"

Li Jiubai showed a slightly surprised expression, and replied: "You want to ask...why does this old man accept you as an apprentice?"

"Ahem, the matter of accepting apprentices is a joke made by the seniors to tease the juniors, so naturally I don't worry about it. The juniors want to ask, even if Mr. Sumen lives in seclusion, he can be regarded as a master of Taoism, and he values ​​my father very much." Swordsmanship, and often pointing out one or two, why in the eyes of seniors, it becomes invisible... a shortcut?"

Li Jiubai laughed a few times, and said again: "This old man is practicing the superior Taoism of the school of heavenly masters. How can it be conceivable for Sun Deng's eccentric and crooked way? The fact that you are accepted as an apprentice is very real. Eye stick, should it be or not?"

Feng Liyuan hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Senior... hey, Master...please accept—" I wanted to kneel down and kowtow, but when the words fell into midair, Li Jiubai interrupted coldly, "Call out, Master... Well, in the future, in front of the old man, there will be those sour and stinky words, and I can only exchange an old stick with three people hugging for you to be your master."

"Hey——" Feng Liyuan breathed out, thinking: "Senior is impatient, so being his apprentice will inevitably lead to hardships, Ah Heng's side... Forget it, anyway, it won't be too long anyway, in case you get admitted , isn't it a once-in-a-lifetime encounter? Let's follow this 'old mallet' for now, and besides, if you can't beat it, you can't run away..."

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Uh, it's late, the rhyme is crazy, the title has nothing to do with the content~