At night, on the bank of the Quarry River, Zhang Lan sat on the stone, holding the white cat in one hand and playing with the black fan in his hand with the other, quite a little in love.

He looked at Shen Qiu beside him, who had just finished playing a set of Liangyi Divine Fists by the river.

The boxing is pretty good.

Although it does not carry true qi, a set of punches is indeed a combination of rigidity and softness, and just by bringing the fist wind, it can roll up waves in the river.

These two Yi Divine Fists are said to be unique in the rivers and lakes.

But just looking at the boxing road, it is not very brilliant.

It's not just a predecessor who has realized such a boxing theory, simple and unpretentious, and sharp, watching Shen Qiu boxing, Zhang Lan's heart rose with a feeling.

The so-called avenue is simple, but it is strange and obscure, and it cannot be talked to people.

"Are you really so big-hearted?"

When Shen Qiu collected his fist and picked up the greedy wolf knife again, Zhang Lan suddenly asked:

"Just hand over the Liangyi Divine Fist Fist Spectrum to Qin Xuming? You don't know anything about him, aren't you afraid, he will turn against the decent side, take your gift, and deal with you in turn? ”

"Why should I be afraid?"

When Shen Qiu was holding the knife, his momentum changed suddenly, and with a knife in his hand, there was a blessing of knife intent, and the lifeless knife style had not yet been unfolded, and the river in front of him seemed to be cut into a line, and the turbulence was chaotic.

He said to Zhang Lan:

"What he gave him was just the basics, he really wanted to learn, unless he was a boxing genius, he wouldn't be able to practice well in a few years. And this boxing technique, in the whole world, is the only one who can do it.

If he wants to learn completely, he has to wait with his heart.

Besides, he is Uncle Ren's confidant, he grew up in the villa since he was a child, even if he doesn't agree with what I did, he will take care of Wulong Villa with his heart, after all, it is his home. ”

After speaking, Shen Qiu drew his knife forward, and the lifeless knife slashed forward mixed with the knife drawing technique.

Just with a knife in his hand, in the flying of the knife qi, the river in front of him opened a white line and spread, like a muffled thunder, and the chopping river rolled back.

The knife was scattered, and Shen Qiu let out a sigh of relief.

He put away his knife and looked at the river in front of him, and said:

"Even if Qin Xu's name is really reversed, so what?"

"The Liangyi Divine Fist is not a Penglai inheritance, and if the Liangyi True Qi is cultivated, it will not be sucked away by the Ten Thousand Souls Array, if the Wulong Villa is really carried forward and grown, it will not hurt what we have to do.

With so many people in the rivers and lakes, how can I save them one by one?

This grass beating rabbits, they can be saved, it is their fate, they can't be saved, they can only say that they have a catastrophe in their lives.

What does it have to do with me? ”

Listening to what Shen Qiu said, Zhang Lan is also related.

He stroked the ears of the little white cat in his arms, and the kitten made a soft and glutinous sound, as if he was very attached to Zhang Lan.

The playboy sighed, and he said:

"When I first heard what you said, Young Master Ben was shocked in his heart, who would have thought that Penglai had been laid out for thousands of years, and there were seven or eight out of ten martial arts in the world, all of which were inherited by Penglai...

It's terrible, we people are really like leek livestock raised by Penglai, let them slaughter. ”

"What are you afraid of?"

Shen Qiu glanced at Zhang Lan and said:

"The kung fu you learned was all realized by Zhang Moxie himself, and it has nothing to do with Penglai Mao, even if you stand in the Ten Thousand Souls Array and hold on to the true qi, you can still hold on for a while, waiting for me to save you."

There are also those family inheritances, except for the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect, which has fallen once and lost the inheritance, the other major sects and martial arts are all authentic, and they are not afraid of his Penglai Demon Method.

However, if they had been able to scatter their treasured martial arts in the world in the early years, things would not have developed to this point. ”

"Hehe, you want to be beautiful."

Zhang Lan sneered at each other and said:

"People's own exquisite martial arts, why should they give you an outsider who can't beat with eight poles?

Since ancient times, all the families with heritage have been swept away and cherished, except for my father, who will pass on good martial arts all over the world?

The Jianghu mental method, although it is the last stream, but after learning my father's internal skills, there is no need to be afraid of Penglai conspiracy.

My father is the one who really saves the world, but he is slandered as the devil of the world by those who are indiscriminate.

It's really making people laugh out of their big teeth. ”

Shen Qiu nodded, Zhang Lan said this well.

Zhang Moxie's outflow of the Jianghu heart method was indeed a cut off most of Penglai's plan.

"It's a pity that the Jianghu Mental Method is the last after all, but if you want to learn martial arts with your heart and use the Jianghu Mental Method to lay the foundation, you will find a good exercise instead."

Shen Qiu said:

"In the end, I got some 'adventures', and I thought I was lucky, so I went down the evil path set by Penglai again."

"So what the hell do you think?"

Zhang Lan asked:

"Just rely on a few of us, fight with the old ghost of Penglai, there is no chance of winning. Young Master Ben is not afraid, but I think you have to at least win over some people who can fight.

When there are more people, the momentum is stronger. ”

Shen Qiu didn't answer.

After a few breaths, he spoke:

"Then why don't you Young Master Zhang Lan go to the Jade Emperor Palace and tell Huang Wumiao about Penglai's plan, and see if he is willing to help?"

Zhang Lan pursed her lips, she had just done such a big thing, and she would go to the Jade Emperor Palace.

Even if Daoist Ziwei didn't hurt them, those Jade Palace disciples wouldn't give up.

"Zhang Lan, when you first heard about this, you didn't believe it, and you still expect to be able to move others? Helpers, naturally looking for them, can't win alone.

But looking for a helper is not now.

We have no basis for what we say. ”

Shen Qiu looked at the surging river in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and said:

"Are you really Huang Wumiserable and don't know anything about Penglai? Impossible! No matter how stupid they are, after the incident of Qu Xie and Uncle Ren, they will taste a trace of taste.

They are also waiting, and the gate faction is like this, and they are acting very steadily.

Those elm heads, if they don't see Penglai brutalize the world, if they don't see the mythical golden body cast for thousands of years broken, and if they don't get slapped in the face by reality, they won't act rashly. ”

He looked at Zhang Lan and said:

"The immortals stand on the altar, mortals can only kneel and worship, no matter how powerful the mortals are, they dare not provoke the immortals. But if we can bleed the immortals, we can pull them off the altar and roll them into the mud.

Who will be afraid of them?

Who will honor them?

This matter, I didn't plan to do it alone from the beginning, between the heaven and the earth, like the boiling water, all the living beings in the world, all in the ding, even if you and I have eight hands, how many can we save?

They have to learn to save themselves. ”

Zhang Lan nodded.

He looked at the black fan in his hand and asked:

"And what about the first step? What do we need to do first? ”

"Martial arts!"

Shen Qiu raised the knife in his hand, closed his eyes, and in the cold air, a set of yin knife techniques swayed out.

In the midst of the wind of knives, he said:

"Without power, no matter how good a plan is, it's just a plan.

If we want to fight with Penglai, our current martial arts are not good.

The glass fan at the end of the night, you need to master it in the shortest possible time, this fan is psychic, although it is a poisonous fan, but it does not need to be controlled by poison. If you can win it, you can use it.

But if you want to exert the power of the poison fan, you have to study poison art from now on.

It's a pity that Uncle Feng was seriously injured and couldn't teach you, so he went to Xuanyu to learn, and the little witch also learned poison. In a little while, I will teach you the 'Ten Thousand Poisons Magic Codex'. ”

"Meow~"

The little white cat in Zhang Lan's arms suddenly got up, wagged its tail, as if it was stimulated, hunched over, and neighed into the night.

Zhang Lan also looked at the other side of the night, he comforted the kitten in his arms, and said:

"Someone's coming."

"You cat..."

Shen Qiu stopped his knife technique, looked at the little white cat in Zhang Lan's arms suspiciously, and said:

"The orange cat gave it to you? Monster? ”

"I don't know."

Zhang Lan shrugged helplessly, and said:

"Dad said, this cat is not full of demons, and it will not be a disaster if it is put into the world, so let me raise it. It is very weak, but it has a supernatural spirit, and its perception is very keen, and it will be alarmed by the wind and grass in the three hundred zhang.

I've been annoyed by it for the past few days. ”

"Good spirit beast!"

Shen Qiu sighed in admiration and said to Zhang Lan:

"Treat it well, the crested eagle is our clairvoyant, and it will be our tailwind in the future."

A short time later, a figure appeared in the darkness of the night.

Wearing a black shirt, carrying a hat, and holding a black Zen staff, it was the Fan family who guarded it, and he came to Xiao Suo, but he was aggressive.

Shen Qiu gestured to Zhang Lan and motioned for him not to worry.

Go ahead yourself.

"Good things you did!"

The Fan family guard saw Shen Qiu step forward and said sharply:

"You are chic and happy, but have you ever considered the safety of Qingqing!

You are very arrogant, and now you have provoked the Southern Dynasty and the anger of the people in the rivers and lakes, and the young girl is going to be miserable by you! The old man should really slap you here!

lest thou implicate the innocent. ”

"Alright, Master Mustard, don't pretend."

Shen Qiu's face was mild, not annoyed.

He carried the knife case on his back, stretched his waist, brushed his broken hair, and said to the man in front of him:

"Do you know, what is the purpose of General Li Shouguo, who came all the way to Jinling?"

was called by Shen Qiu to reveal his identity, and with the current situation, the mustard monk really didn't need to hide it, he straightened up, and in the bone clicking, the bone shrinking skill was put away.

The Fan family's guardian rickets' body also stretched out.

He took off his hat and his mask, revealing half of the demon, half of the Buddha's face.

In the darkness, he said to Shen Qiu:

"What did Li Shouguo say to you?"

"He said a lot."

Shen Qiu looked at the mustard seed monk and said:

The old man said that Fan Bianmo had no interest, and because of personal reasons, he abandoned his family and country, and he had no responsibility at all. He also said that the hope of the re-emergence of this Great Chu can't be counted on you, Master.

It's going to fall on the princess Qingqing. ”

The mustard monk was silent.

From the perspective of Li Shouguo, a great Chu lonely minister, this accusation is not wrong or missing.

As the prince of Great Chu, the mustard monk should have taken on the heavy responsibility of rebuilding his family and country when the Tiance army was willing to do his best to help.

But he gave up, and fled into the empty door, ignoring the world.

Li Shouguo said that he was not responsible, and he was not wrong at all.

But from the personal point of view of the mustard monk, the choice he made cannot be said to be wrong.

Because of the family bloodline, the mustard monk lost his beloved wife, separated from his daughter for more than ten years, and he was also disfigured and broken, and almost died in Lin'an City.

Da Chu is dead after all.

When he encountered the evil thing, the mustard monk was only in his twenties, and he didn't know that Qingqing was still alive at that time, and it was human nature to see through the red dust and escape into the empty door.

Whether you say that he is evasive, or that he is cowardly, it has been so long that there is no point in pursuing it.

"What do you think?"

The mustard monk closed his eyes, turned the Buddha beads, and asked without a beginning or an end.

Just as Li Baoguo said that day, the mustard monk also knew that the young girl was only fifteen years old, and in this kind of major matter, she must have listened to the opinions of her senior brother.

Therefore, Shen Qiu's thoughts are the most important.

"Me?"

Shen Qiu blinked and said:

"I have killed Zhao Biao in public, master, what do I think? In addition, there is one more thing I want to tell you, master, the fire in Lin'an back then was not set by Zhao Hu. ”

He looked at the mustard monk and whispered:

"Zhang Moxie told me a lot of secrets in the world, if I expected it to be true, the fire back then was set by Penglai people.

The design to assassinate you and your beloved wife was also done by the people of Penglai.

What they are doing is to maintain the confrontation between the north and the south, provoke chaos in the world, and by the way, let the descendants of Da Chu also participate in it, so as to make the world chaotic, so that the 'leeks' they raise will be stronger.

It's just that they didn't expect that the Yuanwu monk and the Nirvana Temple would intervene.

not only saved you, but also let you escape into the empty door, and ignore the red dust again. Master, this matter is no longer simply a national hatred, there are too many of them. ”

Shen Qiu sighed and said:

"It is expected that Da Chu was able to establish a country three hundred years ago, and it is estimated that there is some inside information.

I know some secret things, and I know that the great changes in the world are just around the corner. You want Qingqing to avoid these things, I can understand, I used to think so.

But I'm going to tell you, Qingqing can't dodge.

Not only Qingqing, but in this world, no one can avoid it!

Since there is no second way to go, instead of hiding and waiting for death, it is better to fight hard while you can still fight.

When I go back this time, I will tell Qingqing her life experience, and General Li Shouguo's side will also give me a two-year period.

If Qingqing makes up her mind, two years later, the Great Chu Dynasty will re-enter this major event of competing for hegemony in the world. ”

He looked at the mustard monk and said in an accentuated tone:

"As long as Qingqing is willing, Shen will do his best to help Qingqing succeed, and in the future, my sister will be the empress of Dachu and reign over the world!

In the future, she will rely on her to protect the people in the world. ”

The mustard monk was still silent.

It's just that the Buddha beads in his hand are turning more and more urgently, and Shen Qiu is asking him for advice.

After all, he is Qingqing's biological father.

"Two years to go..."

After a long while, the mustard seed monk sighed, he opened his eyes, and said to Shen Qiu:

"What you are doing today, I'm afraid that I have a plan in my heart, and I can't hinder you, but in the past two years, how can Qingqing follow you to the end of the world?

Take this. ”

He took out the round square hole emblem that Shen Qiu had seen once from his sleeve and put it in Shen Qiu's hand, and said:

"Since you are going to be hostile to Penglai, you and Qingqing also need help, take Qingqing to Taozhu Mountain, please Tao Zhu one vein to protect one or two, if you can get Tao Zhu's help, you can compete in the world, you can also have a few more chances of winning."

"Hmm."

Shen Qiu accepted the emblem, and he knew about the relationship between the Fan family and the mysterious Tao Zhushan for a long time.

He asked:

"Master, I think it's better for you to listen to Qingqing about this life experience, why don't you go back to Luoyang with me?"

"Not necessarily."

The mustard monk's eyes also shone brightly, and he had already made up his mind.

He twisted away the Zen staff in his hand, took out the scroll, handed it to Shen Qiu, and said to Shen Qiu:

"You don't have to tell Qingqing about me.

I'm an incompetent person, Shen Qiu.

General Li Shouguo is right, I didn't take responsibility, and I let Qingqing live alone until now, and I am also an incompetent father. He told her that her father had died in Lin'an to protect her mother.

Let my daughter have in her heart the memory of a heroic father.

My daughter wants to dominate the world, and I, an incompetent person, need to do my best to earn support for Qingqing.

Master has told me that he is very old, and when he returns to Lin'an, he will shave my head and teach me to take over the dragon and become the next presiding officer of Nirvana.

Two years later, when Qingqing had an uprising, I would also bring the Nirvana monks to help as much as I could. ”

The mustard monk clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name.

He took off the ebony beads on his wrist, handed them to Shen Qiu, and said:

"Give it to Qingqing, although it is not a valuable thing, but in case of danger, it can be used."

"Shen Qiu, I handed over my daughter to you."

The mustard monk was dumbfounded, his eyes were red, he grabbed Shen Qiu's hand and said in a deep voice:

"Whether the world succeeds or not, whether the Great Chu River can be recovered or not, I don't care. You're going to take care of her! Eldest brother is like a father, you must protect my daughter's safety! ”