[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

Wei Yixiao tapped Song Qingshu's acupoints, originally he had no chance of escape.However, by chance, when Wei Yixiao tapped his acupoints, Song Qingshu's internal energy was at its weakest. Wei Yixiao's pointing was like binding a person who didn't know martial arts with a thin hemp rope.However, because of hurting the sea of ​​Qi, Song Qingshu practiced the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, which relies on the breathing rhythm to restore the inner breath. He was carried by Wei Yixiao and fled all the way, and the inner breath gradually recovered. He can no longer be tied down.

Song Qingshu knew that his martial arts were by no means as good as Wei Yixiao's, and originally planned to hold back and wait until his internal energy recovered completely before launching a sneak attack.Unexpectedly, Wei Yixiao's lightness kung fu is rare in the world, and he is familiar with the Kunlun terrain, but he has already run a hundred miles away in the blink of an eye. Seeing him go further and further westward, Song Qingshu guessed that Wei Yixiao most likely wants to take him back. Guangmingding, if he met Yang Xiao and the others, with his meager martial arts, he might not be able to escape no matter what.Thinking up to this point, Song Qingshu didn't hesitate anymore, concentrated his energy and slapped Wei Yixiao's back with a palm, this powerful palm was Wudang Zhenshan Palm.

Although martial arts practitioners have internal energy to protect their body, Song Qingshu's palm came too suddenly, Wei Yixiao's blood surged from this blow, and he staggered suddenly.However, he was experienced and experienced, so he managed not to fall, but curled his whole body into a ball and rolled forward, slightly relieved some of the palm force, and took advantage of the situation to grab Song Qingshu and throw him away.Song Qingshu was originally a grown man, but when Wei Yixiao threw him, it was like throwing a baby.With a short movement of his inner breath, the power of this mountain-shocking palm became invisible, and then he slapped Song Qingshu who was thrown into the air with a "cold ice palm".

Song Qingshu's internal energy had only recovered by three or four points, seeing Wei Yixiao's palm attack, he had no room to dodge in mid-air, so he had to resist with his palm.The two palmed each other, Song Qingshu's right arm trembled, and suddenly felt a chill from the skin to the bone, and half of the arm was frozen numb.Wei Yixiao is one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect, and his martial arts are as high as Song Qingshu.If Wei Yixiao still wanted to spare his life to threaten the Wudang faction, Song Qingshu's life could have been killed with that palm just now.

But even so, Song Qingshu spat out a mouthful of blood, took seventeen or eight steps back and fell severely.He covered his chest with one hand and gasped for breath, slowly got up, drew out the long sword from his waist and pointed it at Wei Yixiao, and said in a concentrated voice: "Wudang Song Qingshu, please advise!"

Wei Yixiao couldn't help laughing long after hearing the words, his name is "Yixiao", but this laughter is continuous, not just a thousand smiles?It only made people shudder.After a while, he stopped laughing, and said contemptuously: "Stinky boy, you have guts!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, before he opened his posture, Song Qingshu's right foot suddenly moved back, his body rose up like a cloud swallow, folded and folded in mid-air, and fled away with the ladder cloud.

Wei Yixiao was taken aback suddenly, and it took him a while to react, while cursing "brat" and "little slicker", he used his peerless lightness kung fu to catch up.

The two ran forward and back for more than ten miles, seeing the distance getting closer and closer, they saw Mo Shenggu chasing after them.Song Qingshu was overjoyed when he saw Mo Shenggu appear, and shouted loudly while running: "Seventh Uncle! Seventh Uncle!"

After Song Qingshu was taken away by Wei Yixiao, Mo Shenggu knew that Wei Yixiao would suck human blood, he feared that Wei Yixiao would suck up Song Qingshu's blood, so he used all his strength to chase forward desperately.Although his qinggong is not as good as Wei Yixiao's, but Wei Yixiao still has a grown man on his body, it is impossible to walk on the sand without a trace, so Mo Shenggu ran wildly following the footprints left by Wei Yixiao.At this moment, seeing Song Qingshu escaped and ran towards him, Mo Shenggu's heart relaxed, he immediately pulled out his long sword, and shouted: "Qingshu, Xuanxin swordsmanship!" Together with Song Qingshu, they attacked Wei Yixiao .

The Xuanxin swordsmanship was originally created by combining the Taoist concept of the unity of man and nature. The sword moves are sharp and stretched, and the attack and defense are measured. It is a set of swordsmanship that is very suitable for forming a sword formation.As Song Qingshu's half-master, Mo Shenggu has taught Song Qingshu swordsmanship for many years. The opportunities for the two to confront each other are countless, and they are very familiar with each other's martial arts and body skills.At this time, the two were using the Xuanxin swordsmanship together, attacking and defending together, their momentum was so overwhelming that they forced Wei Yixiao into a panic.Although he was not injured, after several moves, the clothes on his body were damaged in several places.

Since Wei Yixiao is one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult, his reputation is by no means in vain, his martial arts are superb, and his experience in the world is even more sophisticated.Seeing that Wudang's Xuanxin swordsmanship has a certain degree of attack and defense, when Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu use it at the same time, it seems that one person is holding two swords to strike at him at the same time, and he knows that it will break their cooperation.Song Qingshu just received his palm, and his internal strength is not as good as that of Mo Shenggu, so this is where the flaw lies.After figuring this out, he ignored Mo Shenggu and just raised his ice palms, attacking Song Qingshu one after another.

Song Qingshu had just received half of his arm from his icy cold palm, now seeing how he dared to catch the palm again, he immediately dodged and moved in embarrassment, the Xuanxin swordsmanship could no longer exert its power.

Seeing that Wei Yixiao had the upper hand again, Mo Shenggu's expression became concentrated, and he shouted again: "Qingshu, Baihong swordsmanship!" He then attacked Wei Yixiao with a soft sword around his fingers.Among the two sets of Wudang's swordsmanship, Baihong's swordsmanship was extremely fast, and her fingers twisted and her sword was extremely flexible, finally stabilizing the situation.

The three of them passed dozens of moves and were still at loggerheads, Wei Yixiao's expression changed at this moment, and he shuddered suddenly.He knew that the cold air in his body was breaking out, and his martial arts would be greatly compromised if he continued to fight, so he took a few steps back without hesitation, and rushed away with a long roar.

Mo Shenggu is fierce and brave by nature, if he was the only one, he would have to chase after him to compete with Wei Yixiao, but there was Song Qingshu by his side.Although Mo Shenggu has not taken Song Qingshu to the rivers and lakes many times in recent years, he almost loses his nephew every time.And every time Song Qingshu lost it, he would always come back with injuries all over his body, and he was terrified to see it.To be honest, he was a little afraid of losing his nephew.This time, the martial nephew has just been lost and recovered, so Wei Yixiao ran away and ran away!Unexpectedly, he breathed a sigh of relief when Song Qingshu, who was standing beside him, suddenly dropped the long sword in his hand with a "clang" and fell on his back. "Qingshu!" Mo Shenggu hurriedly supported him.

Song Qingshu's face was pale, he shook his head with difficulty, and said in a low voice: "Ice palm, cold..." It turned out that Song Qingshu's palm force from Wei Yixiao's palm gradually circulated with the movement of his inner breath The whole body, not only half of the body is unconscious at this time, they are in the desert, it is extremely hot, but the sweat on his forehead is slowly forming frost.

Mo Shenggu immediately tapped several large acupoints on Song Qingshu's body, stretched out his hand against his vest, and used his strong inner strength to pass through the three passes and drum up the dantian, pulling out the cold air in his body.Fortunately, Wei Yixiao was merciful in this palm, and after about a cup of tea, Song Qingshu was sweating profusely, and his complexion gradually recovered.

At this time, the shadow of the sun was slanting to the west, and Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu had just figured out the direction, but after walking for less than half an hour, they saw a group of Yuan people outside the desert not far away.The leader is a young man in blue Mongolian attire. He looks like most Mongolian men, with thick brows, square face, dark complexion and short beard, making him look extremely heroic.Although his attire is ordinary, the machete scabbard hanging from his waist is inlaid with gemstones of various colors, which looks priceless, and people can tell at a glance that his status is either rich or noble.The eight big men who followed him were dressed as hunters, with sabers on their waists, bows and arrows on their backs, and five or six falcons with black feathers and sharp claws. They looked like gods.

"Mongols!" Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu hurriedly hid behind a sand dune, full of confusion, "Why did they appear here?"

Song Qingshu didn't know anything about it, he just watched one of the big men dressed as hunters kept getting up and looking into the distance, and said, "Uncle Qi, they seem to be waiting for someone, let's see who they are waiting for."

Mo Shenggu nodded slightly and agreed to Song Qingshu's proposal.

Not long after, an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe suddenly rushed to the south, his face was withered and yellow, but his eyes were shining brightly, he was obviously a master of the inner family.Both Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu knew this person, he was Zen Master Yuanzhen from Shaolin School.I saw that he walked lightly and calmly, his feet touched the soft sand without leaving any traces, but in the blink of an eye, the distance between him and the young man named leader shortened from tens of feet to ten meters. Inside.The young man was not surprised to see him showing his skills, he still sat firmly on the sand dune and looked at him, until Yuan Zhen knelt down to salute him, then he slowly got up and helped Yuan Zhen up with a smile.The Han people respected the old and helped the young, and the elderly who were over [-] years old only had to bow to the emperor when they met the emperor.Mongols who don't know etiquette naturally don't have such rules. What's rare is that Yuanzhen, who is old and tall, kneels down to this Mongolian boy, and he kneels neatly. He is indeed a master of martial arts!

Mo Shenggu saw that what Yuanzhen did to the young man was the official ceremony for the middle and lower ranks of the Yuan Dynasty to meet their superiors, and was immediately taken aback. "The Shaolin sect has defected to the imperial court?"

Song Qingshu immediately replied: "Go and listen, won't it make it clear?" As he spoke, he crawled forward and slowly moved forward.

At this time, the two were in the desert, and there was no natural barrier to hide their whereabouts except that they were hiding in this sand dune.Seeing Song Qingshu's risky behavior, Mo Shenggu hurriedly grabbed Song Qingshu's collar and dragged him back. "Don't die? Yuanzhen's martial arts are far above you and me!"

"Seventh Uncle! Let me go!" Song Qingshu was also afraid of scaring the snake, so he didn't dare to use his internal strength to resist, so he lay on the sand and struggled. "Just get a little closer, Yuan really won't notice! Seventh Uncle!"

But Mo Shenggu just turned a deaf ear to it, pressed Song Qingshu's back with one hand and pressed him firmly on the sandy ground, and held the long sword in his hand ready to go, and said to himself: "Where are these Mongolians coming from? What's your idea?"

Song Qingshu paddled his hands and feet in vain on the sand like a turtle, his internal strength was not as good as that of Mo Shenggu, and he couldn't get away no matter what, so he had to give up struggling and stretched his neck to stare at Yuanzhen and the boy. people.Because the distance was too far, even Song Qingshu could not understand every single word of their conversation, even if he had excellent ears.However, he was born with an unforgettable memory, and at this moment he actually remembered the identity of that young man. "Seventh Uncle! I remembered, he is Wang Baobao! The son of King Ruyang! I met him when I went to Dadu to steal medicine!"

Mo Shenggu was startled immediately, and hurriedly said: "It's the Ruyang Palace again? This time the six major sects are besieging the Demon Sect, and they appear here, are they going to be harmful to the six major sects?" Mo Shenggu just finished speaking, Yuan Zhen Talk to that young man.The young man was heading east with eight followers, but Yuan Zhen turned around and ran west after the young man left.

Seeing that the two parties were going away, Song Qingshu hurriedly jumped up from the yellow sand, and shouted: "Uncle Qi, you go after Wang Baobao, I'll go after Yuanzhen!" Husband.

Mo Shenggu was stunned for a moment, and almost immediately realized that the direction Wang Baobao was going was the road out of Kunlun Mountains, and Yuan Zhen was going in the direction where the Guangming Peak was.

Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu followed Yuan Zhen all the way to the west, and after a while, they came to a precipice, and saw him hastily pushed aside the overgrown vegetation on the mountain wall, and a cave was revealed under the vegetation. .The uncle and nephew followed Yuan Zhen into the cave and found that it was not a natural cave, but a secret passage dug by manpower.This place was originally the sphere of influence of the Ming Cult, and most of this secret path was also excavated by members of the Ming Cult, but Yuanzhen is so familiar with it for some reason.Because they were afraid of Yuanzhen's martial arts, they didn't dare to follow the ground too closely.The uncle and nephew followed Yuan Zhen quietly, turning left and right and then left in the cobweb-like secret road, and lost him before they could fill up a cup of tea.The two stood in front of the third hole they passed, and three different corridors appeared in front of them leading to three directions, but they didn't see clearly which one Yuanzhen was going.

After Yuanzhen ran away, Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu couldn't help looking at each other.After a while, Mo Shenggu, who was more experienced in the world, had an idea, picked up three stones and threw them into the depths of the three caves.He listened carefully to the sound of the three stones falling to the ground, then chose the cave on the far right and said, "Go this way!" After speaking, he took the lead and walked forward, obviously making up his mind that if there is danger, It can also resist one or two for the nephew.

The cave corridor spiraled up all the way, walked about forty or fifty zhang, and reached a stone gate, pushed open the stone gate with force, and there was another stone room inside.This stone room is huge, with stalactites hanging from the top, which is obviously a natural stone cave.Mo Shenggu took out the torch and lit it, and walked a few steps forward, and suddenly saw two skeletons lying on the ground.The clothes on the skeleton's body are not completely torn, and it can be seen that it is a man and a woman.

People in the Jianghu live a life of licking blood with the knife head, life and death hang by a thread, so it is not surprising for both of them to see the skeleton.Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu stepped forward together to examine the two skeletons carefully, and saw that the woman was holding a gleaming dagger in her right hand and stabbing it into her own chest. It seemed that she committed suicide.However, before Mo Shenggu could speak, he caught a glimpse of Song Qingshu looking at the woman in bewilderment. "Qingshu, what's wrong?"

Song Qingshu frowned and pointed at the woman's skeleton, and said softly, "Uncle Qi, look at her right hand."

Mo Shenggu followed Song Qingshu's fingers and looked at the woman again, and suddenly found that the woman was actually holding a dagger in her forehand, and it was stuck in her chest backwards.Mo Shenggu was startled, before he could figure it out, he saw Song Qingshu picked up a letter sealed with wax paint and a sheepskin from the man's skeleton.

Just as Mo Shenggu was about to say "See no evil", Song Qingshu had already torn off the sealant from the letter, and pulled out a very thin white silk from it.While reading the letter, he said: "This is the suicide note from Mingjiao leader Yang Dingtian to his wife... Could this man be Yang Dingtian? Then the woman beside him... Could it be his wife?" At the beginning of the fourth level, he learned about Cheng Kun's affairs, his blood was surging and he couldn't control himself, his true strength was about to dissipate, and he returned to business. It turns out that Yang Dingtian died after practicing kung fu, so what is "Cheng Kun's matter"? Isn't Kun Xie Xun's master? Why is it related to Yang Dingtian?" At this point, he suddenly let out a "huh" and fell silent.After looking at the white silk at a glance, he quickly picked up the sheepskin and shook it vigorously twice to shake off the dust on the sheepskin, and then he continued to read seriously.

Mo Shenggu saw that Song Qingshu was more focused on reading this sheepskin than Bai Ling, so he immediately asked: "Qingshu, what is written on this sheepskin?"

Song Qingshu looked at the sheepskin in silence, and said after a long while: "Uncle Seven, I'll tell you after I finish reading it."

Mo Shenggu frowned, and snatched the sheepskin away. "If there is anything important, you can't tell me right away. You have to finish reading it?"

"Seventh Uncle! I'm just a few sentences away!" Song Qingshu screamed, trying to snatch the sheepskin back.

Song Qingshu was so nervous, how could Mo Shenggu do what he wanted, he moved a few steps and then dodged.He fixed his eyes on the sheepskin, and saw that the first line on it was written in eleven big characters: "Mingjiao Holy Fire Heart Method: The Great Shift of the Universe".Mo Shenggu's expression darkened immediately, and he said sharply: "Qingshu, do you know that stealing martial arts from other sects violates the rules of the school?"

A trace of fear flashed across Song Qingshu's face, and after a while, he timidly argued: "Uncle Qi, I just took a look..."

Mo Shenggu glared at him, and said angrily: "You will remember everything at a glance, do you think Uncle Seven doesn't know? Don't look again!" He threw the sheepskin back to the bones.

Song Qingshu looked at the sheepskin with regret, but he dared not pick it up no matter what.There are seven levels in this Great Movement of Heaven and Earth, and Song Qingshu has already seen the seventh level, but there are still nineteen sentences left before he has read it all.However, he didn't know that the master who created the mind method of the great movement of heaven and earth could only practice to the sixth level.The seventh-level mental method he wrote, I can no longer practice it, but I just rely on my wisdom, let my imagination go, and try to change it.The nineteen sentences that Song Qingshu didn't write down were exactly what the expert thought wrongly based on his imagination. They were specious and went astray.Seeing that Mo Shenggu was about to snatch the white silk from his hand again, Song Qingshu hastily withdrew his hands, and said softly, "Uncle Qi, there is a full picture of the secret path on it!"

Mo Shenggu's hand outstretched in mid-air paused, and after a while, he said helplessly: "Do you remember?"

Song Qingshu carefully looked at the whole picture of the secret way again, and then folded the white silk again and put it back to Yang Dingtian's hand. "I remember it all." He raised his hand and pointed to the left, "It's in this direction."

Mo Shenggu grabbed Song Qingshu and walked forward, asking as he walked, "Have you remembered the method of moving the universe?"

"I haven't had time to remember yet!" Song Qingshu said sullenly.

"That's good!" Mo Shenggu felt relieved, "If I find out that you secretly learned other schools of thought..."

"Uncle Qi, don't worry, my sea of ​​qi is damaged, and I can't learn this mentality at all!" Song Qingshu replied immediately.

Mo Shenggu was silent for a long time in the tunnel, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. "Song Qingshu, didn't you say you didn't remember?!"

The author has something to say:

So, let's simulate the conversation between Song Qingshu and Wei Yixiao when they were chasing and fleeing:

Wei Yixiao: Little boy, don't run away if you have the guts!

Song Qingshu: Little girl, don't chase after her!

Wei Yixiao: In vain you claim to be famous and upright!

Song Qingshu: In vain you are still a senior!

The distance between the two is 20 feet... 15 feet... 10 feet...

Wei Yixiao: You still run away!

Song Qingshu: You still chase after her!

Wei Yixiao: I just want to invite you to Guangmingding as a guest!

Song Qingshu: I believe you are a ghost!

两人相距5丈……4丈……3……2……1……莫声谷出现！

Song Qingshu: Uncle Seven!Seventh Uncle!help!

Wei Yixiao: Fuck me!