Verse 4: Seeing the color of the mind

Yu Meng was furious: "Get out of the way!" The Taoist smiled: "Girl, it's really good!" He looked at Yu Meng's pretty face and sighed: "Beautiful, what a beauty!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!Get out!" Yu Meng held the sword in his hand, his face cold. "Hehe, it's so spicy!" The man's words were light, this time not only Yu Meng was angry, but even Mo Junyan was annoyed: "Your Excellency be more respectful!"

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth, I want this girl, you, if you want to report something, go quickly, Dao Ye is in a good mood, I can spare you." The Taoist priest shook his head and chuckled. Yu Meng drew his sword and stabbed, scolding: "Damn! Shameless bull's nose! Look at the sword!"

Yu Meng's sword was stabbed in the chest, and the man's body leaned to the left, and his right hand took off the dust, and said with a smile: "Oh, the little girl is so handsome." He flicked the dust, set up Yu Meng's long sword, and approached two steps. Yu Meng pulled his sword and sharpened it, not wanting that person's body to be crooked, but he happened to avoid it!

Mo Junyan was also shocked, Yu Mengwei was annoyed, and the blade of the long sword turned, and he made three moves of the Fengxiang sword in a row. "Ha, I can't see it, the girl is actually from the Kunlun faction!" the Taoist said and retreated, but he seemed to be strolling leisurely, so leisurely.

At this moment, Yu Meng slashed more than 20 swords one after another, and the other party rarely took a file, of which the seventeen or eighteen swords were not even touched by the opponent's sleeves. Anyone can see that Yu Meng is more than a step behind in comparison. Mo Junyan slashed his sword and stabbed it diagonally. The Taoist priest brushed the dust and smiled: "The swordsmanship is inferior to you, is it your junior brother?"

Mo Junyan's face turned red, and Yu Meng had already scolded: "I want you to take care of it!" Her long sword sharpened the dust of the middle Taoist, and she didn't want the silver wire to bend like a snake and be flexible like steel, and she couldn't break it. She originally carried Mo Junyan's frost sword on her body, which was extremely sharp, but Yu Meng liked it too much, so she put it in her baggage and never took it out, only using an ordinary long sword, which was not the slightest advantage.

Seeing that the two joined forces, the Taoist didn't dare to hold it anymore, drew his long sword with his right hand, held the dust in his left hand, set up the opponent's moves, and tried his best to counterattack with his right sword. This Taoist warrior is strong in martial arts, Yu Meng alone is by no means an opponent, plus Mo Junyan helped, thunder and wind soaring, one attack and one defense, this is barely equal. Mo and Yu have been together for more than ten years, and they already have a tacit understanding that is difficult to give up, so the offense and defense are the same, even if one person has a flaw in his move, the other person will immediately make a move to assist, yes, and although that person can find the flaws of the two, he can't defeat the two.

Yu Meng's move "Phoenix Dance Nine Days", Mo Junyan immediately accompanied by a move "Jade Broken Kungang" swept up and down, and the Taoist had to retreat and defend, and when the two of them used the old moves, they drove forward with their right foot, and the long sword was waved diagonally, and there was also a move "Cloud Heng Qinling". The three of them dismantled more than 50 moves, regardless of victory or defeat.

The Taoist was anxious in his heart, he already knew something about the martial arts of the two, even if the two joined forces, he could break them individually. But I didn't want these two people to cooperate so tacitly, and their skills were more than half higher than when they were alone, and I couldn't imagine that they would hit with two swords, and sometimes the tricks were so wonderful that they couldn't be explained. If you make a mistake in your own estimation and continue to fight, you will at least lose both, but more will suffer yourself. He was thoughtful, his thoughts turned quickly, he grabbed Yu Meng's long sword with dust, and shouted: "Stop!"

"How is it? admit defeat!" Yu Meng shouted. The Taoist carried the long sword on his backhand, shook it slightly, and said: "The girl's swordsmanship is extraordinary, the young man's skills are pure, and the poor Dao can't win, so I'll leave." Yu Meng snorted, and when the Taoist took a few steps back, she also put away her long sword and was about to leave. Suddenly, the Taoist raised his sword in his right hand, Mo Junyan's eyes lit up, and he shouted in surprise: "Senior sister, be careful!"

"Brush!" Mo Junyan's long sword flashed in front of Yu Meng like thunder, but he heard a few sounds, and several iron lotus seeds had been knocked down, and he really couldn't hide his ears. However, Yu Meng had not yet come back to his senses, and the dust of the Taoist had already hit Mo Junyan, who had no time to stop him!

It turned out that the Taoist couldn't bear to hurt Yu Meng, he saw that Mo Junyan was alert, and he attacked him openly, and the odds were not great, so he pretended to attack Yu Meng, but in fact he wanted to attack Mo Junyan. Although those iron lotus seeds were in a hurry, their strength was not great. After Mo Junyan blocked it, his body was exposed, and he had no time to dodge again, so he succeeded in one blow.

"Xiaojun!!" Yu Meng held Mo Junyan and didn't let him fall, Shicai's blow contained a strong internal force, although it was only soft and dusty, but it hit the chest, and Mo Junyan immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood. "Xiaojun, Xiaojun!" Yu Menglian called his name, Mo Junyan swallowed the blood in his mouth, opened his mouth, and only made a hoarse voice, but he couldn't speak.

The Taoist laughed: "Hahaha, it's just a small injury, and it's not dead." Little beauty, if you follow me, Poor Dao will heal him immediately. Yu Meng's eyes trembled slightly, and he felt remorse in his heart. If he hadn't been careless, how could he have allowed the thief to succeed?

She tightened the long sword in her hand, let go of Mo Junyan, and said softly: "Xiaojun, see how Senior Sister teaches him." The Taoist watched Yu Meng's every move, the slender hands were as white as jade, the bright eyes and bright teeth were matched with a waterfall-like green silk, and the angry expression, which made him feel extremely delicate and beautiful, and the lustful meaning in his heart was great. Yu Meng glared at him fiercely, and with a coquettish sigh, the long sword stabbed in the chest!

The Taoist put away the long sword and said with a smile: "Little beauty, you are not my opponent, why don't you obey me?" Yu Meng scolded: "Die you!" Her long sword did not stop, her left foot squatted slightly, slashed sideways, and then stepped forward with her right foot, and made another move, and made three moves in a row.

The Taoist was not in a hurry, and while laughing, he stepped back, and gently stroked Yu Meng's back. Yu Meng was startled, his body retreated, and he was ashamed and angry for a moment. If that stroke is brought with internal force, even if Yu Meng's luck is hard to block, he will have to be injured. The Taoist is just fooling his prey like a cat and mouse.

Mo Junyan breathed a sigh of relief, and the blocked acupoints were barely opened, but his internal injuries were quite serious, and his true qi was still not smooth, so he couldn't step forward to help, so he could only be anxious. The two of them made a few more moves, Yu Meng was restrained everywhere, and when he didn't pay attention, his pretty face was pinched by the Taoist again. Yu Meng screamed softly and hurriedly retreated.

"Hahahaha...... It's so tender and smooth...... Well...... It's so fragrant!" the Taoist put his hand in front of his nose and inhaled hard, his expression very intoxicated. Yu Mengden was aggrieved, tears choked in his eyes, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"Senior sister, run!" Mo Junyan said loudly. Yu Meng looked back at Mo Junyan who was helping the ground, and knew that she would only be bullied here, but she couldn't let go and couldn't leave Mo Junyan alone, and her heart was uncertain. Seeing this, the Taoist priest chuckled and said, "If you leave, I will kill your junior brother." ”

"You!" Yu Meng said angrily, "What do you want!" She trembled all over, staring at the Taoist priest, and the Taoist slowly stepped forward and said, "Follow me." Although it was expected, Yu Meng's expression changed several times, and finally calmed down and said one word softly: "Okay." ”

Mo Junyan was shocked: "Senior sister, don't, go quickly, leave me alone, go quickly!" Yu Meng ignored him, threw away his long sword, approached the Taoist, and said to him: "But you must let him go." The Taoist was overjoyed: "That nature! That nature!"

"Senior sister!"

The Taoist took her into his arms, and was about to laugh, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist and abdomen, he screamed, and pushed away Yu Meng with three palms in a row, covering his stomach with his hands, and blood gushed out. It turned out that Yu Meng secretly put the dagger close to his body, pretending to be obedient, and when he relaxed his guard, he immediately came with a fatal blow, the purpose was to just kill this lewd Taoist!

Yu Meng fell to the ground, blood dripping all over the ground. The first palm hit her left shoulder, but the second or third palms hit her lower abdomen, not to mention the original wound bursting, and it hurt the viscera.

"Senior sister!" Mo Junyan slowly leaned on his sword and stood up with difficulty.

The Taoist priest's right hand hurriedly clicked on the acupoint to stop the bleeding, pointed at Yu Meng and scolded: "What a ruthless Nizi!" Although he was seriously injured, but the beauty was in front of him, and he couldn't take care of it.

Mo Junyan wanted to step forward and grab it, staggered three or two steps, and fell again. When he raised his head again, his expression changed sharply, and he exclaimed, "Master!"

Yu Meng was stunned for a moment, and his expression was gloomy again: "You...... You ......" she wanted to say, "You use this trick to deceive people again?" The Taoist laughed: "Hahaha, don't talk about your master, it's useless even if the emperor Lao Tzu comes!"

A light cough, and then a sigh, Yu Meng and the Taoist priest were both startled.

The Taoist hurriedly turned around, but saw an old man, with a white beard, eyebrows and eyes, and an abundant and unbearable charm all over his body. The Taoist boasts that his ears are unparalleled, even if there are people, he can react immediately, but this old man actually appeared behind him unconsciously, and it was easy to take his life if he wanted to take his life!

Yu Meng's pale face was full of surprise, and he shouted urgently: "Master!"

This time, it turned out to be true.

Yang Muyun stroked his long beard and said to the Taoist priest, "I don't know where the apprentice is going?" The Taoist took a step back and forced a smile: "Hmph...... Beauty is in the palace, don't you be quiet, how can you understand this bad old man?" Since his debut, he has been very alert, and he has never missed a crime by picking flowers with his martial arts, and he is not used to being false in words. Although he attacked Mo Junyan this time, he was really reluctant to give up his beauty, so he had to do it as a last resort.

Facing Yang Muyun's gaze, he said loudly: "Let's do it!" He put down Yu Meng and unfolded his footwork Chaoyang Muyun attacked. He was confident that with his wonderful body, even if he couldn't beat this old man, he would be able to escape from him.

Yang Muyun was on one side of his body and avoided it leisurely, but the way for the Taoist to escape was also wide-sleeved by him. The Taoist was taken aback, his footwork changed again, and the angle of attack became even more unbelievable, and he moved towards his ribs. Yang Muyun flicked his sleeves, struck away the long sword, and sighed: "It turns out that you are Yu Ziyin, the eldest apprentice of Brother Dyeing Feather." ”

That Taoist priest is Yu Ziyin, a disciple of the Daoist of the Diancang Sect of Dyeing Feathers. Yu Ziyin's long sword was flicked by him, his palm trembled slightly, and he was naturally surprised, and he reluctantly withdrew his move and asked, "Who are you?"

"Kunlun Yang Muyun. ”

Yang Muyun could see Yu Ziyin's enthusiasm for martial arts, so he continued: "I have a deep relationship with Lingshi, and I know a little bit about this set of footwork of 'cleansing the waves'. I haven't seen Lingshi for many years, how is he now?"

Yu Ziyin covered his stomach, and the two attacks of Shicai had already affected the injury, and said slowly: "He is dead." ”

Yang Muyun's hands trembled, and he sighed: "Brother Dye Yu, how did he die?"

Yu Ziyin sneered: "When people are old, they will naturally die, and in a few years, you will be the same as him." ”

Yang Muyun sighed and nodded. He saw that there was blood stains between Yuziyin's waist and abdomen, and knew that he was injured a lot, and now that the deceased was dead, it was even more inconvenient to hurt his disciples.

So Yang Muyun said coldly: "You are the right person to do it, if the master is alive, I am afraid that I will not allow it." I'm going to let you go for the time being, and don't do this unrighteous thing again!" he paused, and then asked, "Is the Diancang Sect now presided over by Senior Brother Ling?"

Yu Ziyin snorted lightly, didn't answer, and walked away.

Although Kunlun and Diancang are far apart, the two factions have the same righteousness, and they both establish households with swordsmanship, so Yang and Dye have a deep friendship. Dyeing Feather Daoist has visited Kunlun many times, discussed swordsmanship with Yang Muyun, and admired each other.

Yang Muyun let out a long sigh, stepped forward, picked up Yu Meng, and unlocked her closed acupoint. Suddenly heard the death of an old friend, and saw that his disciple had a poor character, which was really embarrassing.

Mo Junyan had already stood up, he was worried about his dreams, and stepped forward to ask, "Senior sister, is she okay?"

Yang Muyun said: "The shoulder injury is just the pain of the flesh and skin, and the internal injuries of those two palms are even more serious. He turned around and said to Mo Junyan: "Yan'er, your sister and brother are not lightly injured. There is a small wooden house in the north of this place, which was originally a resting place for farmers. At this time, in the early spring, it is not worth farming, so there is no one. Where I rested yesterday, and now that we're gone, you're going to hold on a little longer. ”

Mo Junyan nodded, used his sword as a staff, and walked slowly. Yu Meng fell asleep in Yang Muyun's arms. After walking for half a mile, suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the two of them hurriedly stepped up, but Mo Junyan was seriously injured, and after walking quickly for a while, he felt that his chest was abnormally tight, and his eyes were black, and he couldn't help but ease down again. Halfway through the journey, heavy rain was already pouring down.

Yang Mu Yundong came, although he followed Yu Meng all the way, but he was unhurried, just to prevent her from having an accident, and he was leisurely on the way. When he came out today, he was also roaming, and he didn't expect to be able to touch his sister and brother, and he didn't expect this shower, so he naturally didn't bring rain gear. Mo Junyan was carrying an umbrella, but Yu Meng was too cumbersome, so he fell in the inn when he helped him sort out his baggage.

The master and apprentice had no choice but to brave the rain to advance, the yellow dirt road was drenched by the rain, and the mud was even more muddy, and the two stumbled until dusk, and only arrived in front of the cabin. At that time, the weather in BJ was still quite cold, and the three of them were soaked all over, and they were very susceptible to wind cold.

Yang Muyun has deep internal strength, and it doesn't hurt to be self-reliant, Yu Meng and Mo Junyan were injured internally, but they had to change their clothes to get rid of the cold. Yang, do not change wet clothes, light firewood for baking. It's just that Yu Meng is still in a daze, unable to change her clothes by herself, she has been adopted by Yang Muyun since she was a child, although she is the same as father and daughter, but after all, there is a difference between men and women, since she was ten years old, she has been taking care of her own life. At this time, the situation has to be followed.

There were exactly three wooden houses, Mo Junyan boiled a bucket of hot water and handed it to Yang Muyun, and exited the house by himself.

Although Mo Junyan's chest was still painful, after running the Xuantian Wuji Gong on his own for a week, he felt a warm current in his chest, and the feeling of boredom was also eliminated. His Kunlun School's Xuantian Wuji Gong is quite different from the internal strength of other sects, and each time he practices, the internal force runs from the whole body to the sea of qi, which not only strengthens the internal force, but can also be used for self-healing. When the internal force is deepening, it can also treat internal injuries for others, but the loss is quite large.

At this moment, the showers had stopped, Mo Junyan looked at the sparse grass and trees, and looked back at the house from time to time, the fire in the house was shaking, just like the flames on the general's mansion that night.

His heart ached again. This way down is full of rights and wrongs, he has not had the opportunity to tell Shi Xian about his teacher, he is worried about Shi Xian's safety, and he is also worried about Yu Meng.

"Senior sister, you must not be fine. He muttered to himself, and couldn't help but think again: "If I stay in Kunlun honestly and don't travel with Master, then Senior Sister will definitely not be injured." However, if this is the case, won't I be able to meet Shi Shuai again?" Shi Xian was heroic and cared for him, and he was really reluctant to let him forget.

Mo Junyan's mind tossed and turned, one moment it was Shi Xian, and another moment it was Yu Meng, it was really "worry comes from it, and it can't be broken." ”

Not long after, Yang Muyun had finished changing Yu Meng's clothes and opened the door.

Mo Junyan came back to his senses and hurriedly asked her about her injuries. Yang Muyun bowed slightly, and said: "Although I used Xuantian Wuji Gong to suppress the injuries on her body, she has a loss of qi and blood, and if she wants to heal as soon as possible, she still needs some tonic medicine to recuperate." Anyway, I'll go to Beijing tomorrow to buy some medicine, and you will accompany your senior sister here to recuperate. ”

Mo Jun promised to promise, and suddenly thought of Shi Xian, so he told what he had seen and heard in the General's Mansion.