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Hong Antong, the leader of the Shenlong Sect, the one-armed Shenni Nine Tribulation Master, Chen Jinnan, the chief helmsman of the Heaven and Earth Society, and Feng Xifan, who is bloodless with a sword, these people are all extremely high martial arts in the book "The Legend of the Deer and Ding", and they can shoot at will, let alone snatch the scriptures, even if they rob Chen Yuanyuan, it is simple and easy.

Another example is the Wuyue Sword Sect, the Huashan faction is Gui Xin Shu, He Tieshou and Yuan Chengzhi, who is hidden overseas, it is not too much to call them masters outside the world, each of them is a big killer level existence; Again, the eight-sided majestic Feng is difficult to beat, and the power of the thin head has been taken down by him, which shows that there is no weak hand under the fame; Even his master Xiang Shoushan, although he is very low-key, is also quite a powerful figure in the narration of Feng Nandi and others. If you can invite any of them, won't the scriptures be captured?

However, relying on others is not a long-term solution, and the most important thing is to improve one's own strength. If you have the skills of Zhang Wuji, or the pervert of Shi Potian, even if you are facing thousands of troops, so what? A few small scripture breaking books are not difficult at all.

sighed, after a long time in his heart, Liu Meng finally had to face reality. The Great Wall is not built in a day, and the same is true of martial arts. In terms of swordsmanship alone, as long as he continues to learn from the experience of others, Liu Meng has the confidence to go to the next level. However, although the internal strength in the dantian is surging, before Zhenyue has never broken through to the realm of mastery, the strength and power are still not enough compared to those masters who have practiced steadily for decades step by step. This is not a coincidence at all, and it must rely on the accumulation of hard work day after month.

Well, people are the most jealous of greed, and we have to be content. Now his own strength is stronger than Xu Tianchuan and Wu Lishen, and it should be about the same as Feng Buxuan and Fengjizhong. is also a second-rate master in the rivers and lakes, what is not satisfied? You know, I'm only sixteen years old.

Tossing and turning all night, tossing and turning. The next morning, he came out with double panda eyes, and was ridiculed by the people who got up early to practice swords in the courtyard. Cong Busheng of the Huashan faction had a strong mouth, and teased: "The little junior brother has grown up, the rooster crows, and he knows what Simu Chunhua is, this lonely pillow and sleepless taste is not comfortable, right?" Feng Buxuan laughed and said: "This Datong has a thing that is famous all over the world, and when the guard in the city is relaxed, my brother has to take you to see it, and taste the rare wonderful taste in this world." ”

Yangzhou thin horse, Datong aunt. At that time, these two sayings were very popular, and the courtyard was full of young people with strong blood, who did not understand, and they were all laughing excitedly at the moment. At this time, Master Jing Fei, the elder of the Hengshan Sect, passed by the door with his apprentice Hui Lin, and couldn't help but look at it in surprise when he heard the joy of everyone in the courtyard. When everyone was silenced, it was like a chicken bone stuck in the throat, and it was unspeakably uncomfortable.

Liu Meng took advantage of this quiet effort, and hurriedly explained to Feng Bu that he was going back to the mountain to send a letter, and when he met at the Taishan Conference at the end of the year, he asked Feng Bu to be disappointed, and said: "The good excuse to go to the city to eat flowers and wine is gone." ”

The senior brothers of the various factions who were familiar with these people all said hello, and said that they had to go back to the mountain, and when the end of the year, the Wuyue Sword Sect Taishan would get together, and everyone would be happy together. After walking a few more steps, he chased him outside the courtyard gate, and said goodbye to the gentle and amiable Master Huilin, and called Uncle Jingfei suspicious.

Ride a fast horse and go away.

Liu Meng wore a hat and carried a long sword, dressed as a chic chivalrous young man who roamed the rivers and lakes, walked the big road and stayed overnight, and did not go to Wutai Mountain to find Wei Xiaobao to meet, and returned to the heart like an arrow, and went directly south to cross the river from Wuhan, constantly changing horses along the way, and after nearly half a month, he returned to Nanyue Hengshan.

Brother Tong is not afraid to learn, every time he goes out and returns to the mountain, as long as he has extra money in his arms, he will cut meat and buy wine in Hengyang City, and bring it back to the mountain to relieve everyone's cravings.

That said that when they parted at the foot of Wutai Mountain, Wei Xiaobao grabbed a handful of silver tickets and stuffed them over, giving them to his brother as a road expense. Later, Liu Meng counted carefully, adding up to more than 11,000 taels, and suddenly became a person with ten thousand hearts.

With so many silver tickets in his body, Liu Meng didn't feel distressed when he spent the money. Two porters followed, one carrying half a fan of pork, and the other carrying two large baskets, filled with oil, sugar, sauce, vinegar tea, and various seasonal vegetables. Liu Meng himself held two jars of high-quality Fenjiu, deposited the horses at the farmer's house at the bottom of the mountain, and then took two porters into the mountain from Fuyan Temple, climbed to the Lingzhi Spring in a leisurely manner, asked the porters to put down the things, and sent them back.

The Hengshan station is extremely secretive, and Liu Meng abides by the teacher's training, but he doesn't dare to let others know, so the road up the mountain is also taken another way. Now put things in Lingzhi Spring, this is the place where the main roads of the mountains converge, even if someone tracks them up the mountain later, they can't tell which mountain road it is.

Holding the wine jar to perform light work, but after a while, he went up to the top of Zhurong Peak, and happened to meet the fourth senior brother Lu Buzhuo who was going out to carry water, and after a joyful greeting, he quickly asked him to go to the Lingzhi Spring to guard, so as not to let the pork be taken away by the beasts that looked for the past, wouldn't it be in vain.

Liu Meng asked Qing that the master and uncle were playing chess in the harem, and immediately jumped up, impatiently rushed in, looking at the master and uncle who looked up in shock, they seemed to have become much older after not seeing each other for a few months, and immediately knelt down and said respectfully: "Master, uncle, the apprentice Xiaoliu is back!" ”

The brothers were all on the mountain, and when they heard that Xiao Liuliu did not return to the mountain, they all poured out, patted their shoulders and touched their hair, so they were not affectionate. This meal is naturally very rich, and the old rules are always indispensable for a pot of braised pork and stewed radish, accompanied by two jars of good Fen wine, which makes a few brothers who have already graduated from the school shout happily.

The mountain breeze is gentle, and the fog on the top of the mountain is thick at night, and the cold hits people, and the outside of the house is no longer able to stay.

The head of the sect sat opposite the elder Hu Yuanlin and the youngest disciple Liu Meng, and listened carefully to the various things that happened after he came down the mountain. When he finally talked about returning to the mountain to deliver the letter on the order of Uncle Feng, he sighed to Shoushan, picked up the letter that he had read many times, and his eyebrows were very embarrassed.

Seeing this situation, Hu Yuanlin knew that the senior brother in charge couldn't let go of his heart, worried about the gains and losses, and cared too much about the inheritance of the sect's incense. At the moment, he opened his mouth and said: "Senior brother, seeing that the Manchu Qing Dynasty has been imprisoned in this world, and all kinds of small evildoers are emerging in an endless stream, even if we dodge well, sooner or later we will not be able to escape the fateful fate." In this case, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, while everyone can still work together, and can still do the last game for the homeland, why not do your part? ”

The words are sincere and the sentences are conclusive. Hu Yuanlin saw that his senior brother still didn't say anything, and remembered that in the past 20 years, he had been cautious everywhere, and the innocent people in the world were bullied and killed by foreign races like pigs and dogs, but he couldn't hold a sword for them and vent his grievances. The mood was agitated for a while, and he continued: "The eldest husband deserves to die, although I can't kill the enemy with a sword, but Lian Po is still ambitious, and I ask my senior brother for permission to let me shed the last blood for the Hengshan faction, in order to repay the kindness of the teacher!" ”;