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Leaving Taihu Lake, he was stunned and a little reluctant. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless, he has been with Wang Yuyan for so long, and it is inevitable that he will be stunned when he leaves suddenly.

In the fluttering walk, the clear light in his eyes flashed, cutting off the distracting thoughts, and the mind was restored to clarity, without sorrow or joy, just like the water of Taihu Lake.

He thought about it, Ah Zhu still went to Shaolin, afraid that he would steal the Yijin Sutra.

Go to Shaolin to steal the scriptures, how can you have good fruits to eat, Shaolin Temple Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, countless masters, she will suffer.

According to the original trajectory of this world, she will be saved by Qiao Feng, and her surname will be fine.

But now he is a little worried that his arrival has changed a lot, and will it change her original trajectory.

In case Qiao Feng doesn't appear, or appears a little later, or appears a little early, and the two of them miss it, then she will die of incense, and a wisp of incense will enter the netherworld.

Thinking of this, he was anxious, and he left Wang Yuyan's reluctance behind, and directly urged the gods to do his best to hurry.

Urged by the divine trick, he turned into a wisp of light smoke, extremely fast, and people on the avenue only felt a gust of wind passing by, but did not see a human figure.

He galloped all the way, his heart was uncontrollable, absorbing the internal strength of more than a dozen masters of Yipintang, and his skill increased dramatically, several times as before, and the three hundred and sixty acupoints around his body were already filled with more than two hundred places, and the rest were all [***] positions.

Now the internal force is strong, I am afraid that it is unparalleled in the world, although because of the subtlety of the Northern Shengong, but also because of his clear inner vision, so he takes the acupoint as the dantian, and there are more than 360 dantian around him.

This is beyond the scope of the Northern Spiritual Skill, it is original, if only the Northern Spiritual Skill can contain so much internal force.

It's a pity that the internal force is deep, but it is still difficult to turn into innate qi, and it is a pity that it is impossible to cultivate the art of inner dan.

His greatest wish is immortality, and he needs to start with the technique of Inner Dan, or from the Taiqing Yuxia Purple Reflection Sutra.

He has practiced the art of Neidan, and he has experience, if he has walked the road, he will walk again, it will be much smoother, but he doesn't want to take the risk of taking a new path, this is a matter of life and death, not the time to take risks.

He galloped and shook his head, but unfortunately, worried about Azhu, he couldn't go to Mantuo Mountain Villa and take a look at Langhuan Jade Pavilion, so he would go again next time he had a chance.

He worked day and night, several times faster than Maxima.

The more you gallop, the internal force that was originally accumulated in your acupoints gushes out, and when you join the meridians, the internal force is mighty, like the water of a river, and the internal force makes it smoother and smoother.

The magic trick has the effect of increasing the network, and also has the ability to practice, which is similar to pranayama meditation, so non-stop walking day and night, not only does not see the wind and frost, but is full of energy and energy.

In the evening, he came to the foot of Song Mountain, went straight to Shaomu Mountain, inquired with people, and then turned a hillside, and a large jujube tree appeared not far away, next to the jujube tree was a vegetable garden, three rooms.

His gaze was like lightning, and all the scenery was clearly visible at a glance.

Under the jujube tree there is a straw hat and a teapot, the handle of the teapot is broken, a bamboo mat outside the house is full of dried vegetables, and a hen leads a flock of chickens, pecking in the grass.

Everything is full of life and full of life.

He secretly thought to himself, this is where Qiao Feng's adoptive parents are, and the Yuan Shen is shining, and the surrounding radius is clearly presented in his mind.

Seeing that there were people in the house, a couple was having dinner, he breathed a sigh of relief, floated forward, came to the front of the three earthen houses, and said loudly: "Qiao Gongke is here?"

Out of the room came an old man, medium stature, a little rickety, dressed plainly, full of wrinkles, black and red skin, revealing a little honest.

He came out to take a look at Xiao Yuesheng, nodded suspiciously, and asked him who he was looking for.

Xiao Yuesheng knew that he was Qiao Sanhuai, hugged his fists and smiled: "Boy Xiao Guanlan, I have been friends with the Qiao Gang for a long time, and I have always wanted to meet, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity, I happened to come to Shaolin today, so I came over to take a look." ”

"You're Feng'er's friend?...... Come in and sit!" Qiao Sanhuai showed a smile on his face, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to invite him into the house to sit, although his words were clumsy, but they were simple.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and was not polite, walked straight into the room, smiled at a kind old lady, and said, "Gong Qiao, Aunt Qiao, excuse me,...... I haven't eaten yet. ”

"That's right, sit down and eat together!" Qiao Sanhuai smiled and pulled him onto the kang, while the old lady went out of the house and went to fry another dish.

Xiao Yuesheng sat in his own home, sat cross-legged on the kang, took the chopsticks, and ate with Qiao Sanhuai.

After eating, he sat under the jujube tree with Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, chatted some gossip, and asked some things about Qiao Feng's childhood.

He kept smiling on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze, and he spoke quite skillfully, and he was able to talk to Qiao Sanhuai, which made him talk endlessly.

Qiao Sanhuai usually doesn't talk much, he just does farm work all day long, he can't say a few words, and he doesn't have anyone to speak, so it's rare to meet someone like Xiao Yuesheng with such a temper.

While the two were talking, they took out another jar of wine, and while drinking wine, they set up a dragon gate array, full of interest.

This night, Qiao Sanhuai was drunk and talked a lot, which provoked the old lady to scold the dead old man a few times, shaking her head, but with a smile.

She smiled at Xiao Yuesheng and said, Little brother, don't be surprised, since Feng'er left, the old man hasn't been so happy for a long time, I want to thank you.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, said kind words, and followed her to a room next to her.

This room was a little dilapidated and exuded a unique old atmosphere, but he did not feel uncomfortable, but had a sense of intimacy, and lay down on the kang and fell asleep soundly, sleeping very sweetly.

He stayed here, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife welcomed him very much, practiced in the vegetable garden during the day, and drank wine with Qiao Sanhuai under the jujube tree at night, setting up a dragon gate array, leisurely and comfortable.

This kind of thing is very leisurely, Xiao Yuesheng is very happy, she doesn't want to do anything else, she just wants to stay here, live like this, and don't want to care about Azhu's affairs.

His heart was extremely peaceful, and he slowly sorted out the moves in his mind, and the moves that had been imprinted were all exquisite, and he turned them out one by one, and inspired and referred to each other with the rest of the moves.

Such meticulous kung fu made his martial arts progress by leaps and bounds, and in a thousand miles, he slowly modified the immeasurable sword technique, referring to these exquisite moves, the power of the immeasurable sword technique increased greatly, far from being comparable to before.

In the evening, the three of them sat down to eat, Xiao Yuesheng suddenly put down his chopsticks, and his face sank.

"What's the matter, Little Brother Xiao?" Qiao Sanhuai was stunned and asked with a smile.

The two now have a deep friendship, a little bit of a year-old friendship, and they talk casually.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, his face relaxed, and said with a smile: "Gong Qiao, Aunt Qiao, you don't have to move, I'll go out and have a look!"

"What's going on?" Qiao Sanhuai asked curiously.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "There is a martial arts expert who is coming, I don't know what he is doing, it is better to be careful, I will deal with it." ”

"Is it from the Beggar Gang?" Qiao Sanhuai laughed and said, "Feng'er often sends people from the Beggar Gang to send some food, clothing, and belongings. ”

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, pushed the bowl up, stood at the door, and looked at the person who came lightly.

Under the sunset, a person fluttered over, his steps were light, at first glance he looked in the distance, but in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of him, and his body was extremely fast.

He was burly, tall and mighty, with a face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked about fifty or sixty years old, and his face was full of wind and frost, revealing a rough and heroic atmosphere.

A pair of eyes looked forward to it, and the lightning was shining, showing a very deep internal force, and he glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, clenched his fists and said, "Where is Your Excellency sacred, and what do you want?"

He knew in advance that Qiao Sanhuai and his wife would be killed, and he came here in advance to stop this scene.

"Where did you come from?!" the old man snorted with a frown, his tone not at all polite, and his expression was not good.

"In Xia Xiao Guanlan, is there anything you are doing here?" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly, his eyes flashed, and the Taiqing Yuxia purple reflected the scriptures, and performed the art of mind reading.

He sneered: "Sure enough, the person who came is not good, are you here to kill?!"

He had already read the old man's killing intent, and he was going to kill Qiao Sanhuai and his wife.

The old man's face changed, cold lightning burst out in his eyes, and he suddenly punched out, and hummed in a low voice: "Nosy, self-defeating, I can't complain about the old man!"

Xiao Yuesheng was unceremonious, and with a flick of the five fingers of his left hand in his sleeve, five sword qi shot out, hitting the old man's chest.

The old man's face changed, and there was a rope behind him, and he retreated violently, with a very fast speed, like a gecko sticking out its tongue and swallowing insects.

When he flew back, he was still walking under his feet, which could avoid the sword qi.

(To be continued)