Tang Lang, who is from the real society, naturally knows that this Dingbian is Chen Youliang's sworn friend. It was not good for him to talk about Chen Youliang's annihilation in front of Zhang Dingbian, so he said something about the growing Mingjiao and the overthrow of the Mengyuan court, which made everyone's blood boil.

Ni Wenjun was originally a fisherman, and as soon as he was happy, he said, "Brother Yuzhen, is there a river or something near here?" ”

Ming Yuzhen asked, "Brother Wen Jun, how are you doing?" ”

Ni Wenjun said boldly: "I'm happy today, I want to go to the river to catch a few fish and make a bowl of spicy fish soup for everyone to drink." Let everyone also taste my Ni Wenjun's craftsmanship—— chicken and put it in the pot to stew for a while, and when I make the spicy fish soup, everyone drinks and eats meat together. ”

"It's getting late." Ming Yuzhen looked at the night outside and said, "Brother Wen Jun, let's go tomorrow." ”

Ni Wenjun said with a smile: "When I talk about spicy fish soup, my saliva comes out." No, no, I've got to catch some fish tonight. ”

Ming Yuzhen had no choice but to point out a river near Qingshan Village to Ni Wenjun.

Zhao Pusheng said: "Brother Wenjun, I'll go with you." ”

"Good. Brother Pusheng, come with me. Ni Wenjun said to Ming Yuzhen again, "Is there a restaurant around here?" The Yuzhen brothers had better get some good wine. So saying, he took out a few taels of broken silver.

Ming Yuzhen said: "Don't spend money on Brother Wenjun." I'm going to go to the hotel at the entrance of the village. ”

Ni Wenjun was overjoyed.

……

The night was dark.

The lights are dim.

Tang Lang, Zhu Yuanzhang, Hu Dahai, Ni Wenjun, Zhao Pusheng, Zhang Dingbian, Ming Yuzhen and other seven heroes sat around a wooden table, drinking fine wine, nibbling chicken, drinking spicy fish soup, talking and laughing, but also very deed.

Everyone is Han, and when they think of being oppressed by the Mongols, they are all angry in their hearts, and they can't wait to slaughter the Mengyuan Emperor in Dadu tomorrow.

Hu Dahai picked up a bowl of wine, drank it all proudly, and then smacked his lips, laughed happily, and said: "This Bihu Spring in Suizhou is indeed delicious and long." Brother Yuzhen, I am really blessed to be born here. ”

Ming Yuzhen said with a smile: "It's all village wine, and it's rare for the sea brothers to appreciate it." ”

While everyone was drinking and feasting, Ming Yuzhen's wife Peng came over from the inner room, carefully came to Ming Yuzhen's side, and said, "Yuzhen, Lord Guo Xiang has woken up." ”

Tang Lang's ears were sharp, and he had heard it a long time ago. He hurriedly stood up and said to Peng's: "I also have to trouble my sister-in-law to cook some rice porridge for Uncle Guo to eat." ”

Peng said: "I stewed chicken just now, and there was some chicken soup left, which was given to Guo Xiangzhu to drink, and his body recovered faster." ”

Tang Lang nodded and said, "The chicken soup can be fed to Uncle Guo to drink, but the main thing is to use rice porridge and coarse grains to cultivate his vitality." After a few days, I will be able to give him big fish and meat to replenish his body. ”

Peng believed what Tang Lang said, and she nodded, "Then I'll cook some rice porridge." With that, he walked out of the grass hut quickly.

When everyone heard that Guo Guangqing had woken up, they all stood up and looked inside.

So, the seven of them all went to the inner room together and gathered around the bed where Guo Guangqing was lying to watch.

Everyone shouted one after another: "Lord Guo Xiang! "Uncle!" "Uncle Guo!"

Under the dim light, I saw that Guo Guangqing was still pale and colorless. He watched the crowd come in and nodded blankly.

Zhu Yuanzhang held half a bowl of chicken soup, sat on the bed, and fed Guo Guangqing a few sips.

Guo Guangqing drank a few sips of chicken soup, looked at everyone, and said, "Thank you......

Everyone said politely: "Lord Guo Xiang has seen the outside!" ”

After a while, Ming Yuzhen's wife Peng Shi boiled rice porridge, brought it steamingly, and was fed and drunk by Zhu Yuanzhang.

After drinking the chicken soup and rice porridge, Guo Guangqing's spirit was good, and his face seemed to be slightly ruddy, so he talked to everyone a few words.

Guo Guangqing only knows Zhu Yuanzhang, Hu Dahai, and Ni Wenjun, and the rest don't know the rest.

Hu Dahai introduced Tang Lang, Zhao Pusheng, Zhang Dingbian, Ming Yuzhen and others to Guo Guangqing one by one.

I heard that Tang Lang visited Xiangyang Dalu Huachi Mansion at night and personally rescued himself, Guo Guangqing, who was reclining on the hospital bed, immediately bowed his hand and said to Tang Lang: "Little brother is warm-hearted, life-saving grace, Guo is unforgettable......

Tang Lang hurriedly returned the salute and said, "Uncle Guo hurry up and lie down to rest, your body is still very weak." ”

Then, the people talked about some Mingjiao affairs, and then they came out of the room. Guo Guangqing continued to stay in bed.

The seven of them returned to the wine table, and continued to drink and eat meat, chatting freely all over the world, until the quarrel dispersed deeper. Ming Yuzhen arranged for several people to sleep in his grass house.

……

The next day, Ming Yuzhen brought another sheep and slaughtered it with Ni Wenjun, Zhao Pusheng, and Zhang Dingbian, preparing to boil mutton soup.

Tang Lang, Zhu Yuanzhang, and Hu Dahai were treated as guests and only rested on the side.

Everyone was busy working, and suddenly heard an old voice coming: "Yuzhen, you have a guest at home?" ”

The crowd followed the sound, and saw an old man with white hair standing outside the fence, looking into the courtyard.

Ming Yuzhen hurriedly said: "Seventh Master, these are a few friends I met in Hanyang who came to visit me at home. - Later, after the mutton was cooked, the seventh master came over with a basin to share some mutton soup to drink. ”

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "Mutton soup, it's delicious." He glanced at the dozen or so horses in the yard again and asked, "You have a dozen guests?" ”

"Not really." Ming Yuzhen said, "They are all horse dealers, and they sell horses from the north. ”

The white-haired old man listened, nodded, and left on his own.

Seeing that the old man was walking away, Ni Wenjun asked Ming Yuzhen in a low voice: "Why do I think there is something wrong with this old man......"

Ming Yuzhen said: "He is an elder in our village, with a very high seniority, we all call him the seventh master, and he is now the president of Qingshan Village." When he saw so many strangers coming to my house, he naturally wanted to come and ask. It's nothing, Brother Wen Jun. ”

Ni Wenjun frowned and nodded again.

- The president, that is, the head of a village, was in charge of a village during the Yuan Dynasty, and was usually responsible for persuading farmers and mulberries, mediating disputes, liaising with the government, and helping to collect taxes.

After a long morning, a large pot of mutton soup was boiled. Tang Lang also instructed Ming Yuzhen to put some herbs such as angelica, ginger, and wolfberry into the mutton soup, making the soup more thick and pure.

Everyone drank wine, ate meat and soup, laughed heartily, and was not happy.

……

And so it went on for five or six days.

Guo Guangqing's body has recovered.

Tang Lang also instructed Peng's to boil the broth to supplement Guo Guangqing's nutrition.

Ni Wenjun even went to the river near Qingshan Village to catch fish and shrimp, and came back to cook fish soup.

Therefore, for seven or eight days in a row, everyone ate red and full of energy.

After getting Guo Guangqing's approval, Tang Lang officially joined Jumuqi and became a Mingjiao. Although everything went well, he had not forgotten his practice.

In his spare time, he went into the depths of the green mountains alone and assiduously practiced the Yiqi Zen Gong Chapter.

For the general recipe of Yiqi Zen, Tang Lang has never given up excavating it. After a long period of sitting meditation and spiritual practice, he has comprehended the profound exercises such as Zen Bone Gong, Immovable Heart Seal, and Phoenix Nirvana Technique from the General Recipe of One Qi Zen, which has made his cultivation progress by leaps and bounds and entered the Zhongyuan realm.

Of course, he also noticed that in addition to the Zen bone exercises, which were comprehended during the usual sitting meditation practice, the two advanced exercises of the Immovable Heart Seal and the Phoenix Nirvana Technique were all comprehended by him in an instant when he was fighting against a strong enemy.

This may be a coincidence.

When Tang Lang was cultivating in ordinary times, he was not in a difficult predicament, so he couldn't achieve a sudden breakthrough in advanced exercises like the Immovable Heart Seal and the Phoenix Nirvana Technique.

He knew in his heart that if he wanted to obtain advanced exercises, perhaps under the pressure of powerful external forces, it would be more possible.

Sitting on the bluestone of the mountains and forests, Tang Lang silently practiced Zen bone skills for a while, and felt that the energy of his golden bell jar seemed to be one level higher, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He jumped up from the bluestone, fell to the ground lightly, picked up a branch, and danced Shaolin swordsmanship.

Although what he held in his hand was only a withered branch, dancing in his hand, it kept making the sound of a dragon's groan, and the spirit was drumming, and the heavens and the earth were low.

Gradually, Tang Lang's "Withered Branch Sword Technique" did not have any fixed moves, but his heart moved at will, and the sword came from the heart, but he was domineering and decisive, just like his current state of mind.

After dancing for a while, he created his own "Withered Branch Sword Technique", and felt that his body was alive, and he sat cross-legged on the ground again, continuing to practice the Immovable Heart Seal and the Phoenix Nirvana Technique.

Even after that, everything was complicated, and he almost didn't have time to cultivate.

However, even in busy times, he was always able to look inside and practice secretly. From the outsider's point of view, Tang Lang seemed to be riding a horse, or lying on the bed to sleep, while his inner body was silently drawing qi back to its origin, secretly nourishing the inner pill in the dantian, and leading the true qi to travel through the major meridians, practicing the limbs and bones of the whole body.

——He practiced all kinds of exercises of one qi Zen with the method of lying meditation, which is similar to the practice of sleeping gong mentioned in Zhang Sanfeng's "Yin of the Dragon".

And when the evening came, when they had eaten and drunk, they all fell asleep.

In the distance, a few dog barks came from the village of Aoyama, but they quickly disappeared.

Tang Lang's hearing was extremely sensitive, he woke up from his sleep, listened carefully, and his thoughts continued to expand, and finally let him hear something wrong.

He had already sensed that soldiers and horses were slowly surrounding Ming Yuzhen's five grass houses.

"Could it be that the news that Lord Guo Xiang is in Qingshan Village has leaked out? The government sent troops to chase after it? Or are the gangs on the rivers and lakes coming here to seek revenge on the people in the Ming Sect? ”

Tang Lang thought so in his heart, so he hurriedly woke everyone up.

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