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"In front of Huang Zun, the teacher of Peach Blossom Island: The disciple obtained a number of calligraphy and painting utensils from the palace, and wanted to be appreciated by the teacher, but unfortunately he was besieged by the palace guards and left a female ......"

In the secret room, facing the two skeletons, a large iron box full of pearls and jade, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, Huang Yaoshi took a suicide note of Qu Lingfeng found from the secret compartment and read it softly.

Huang Yaoshi stopped when he read the word "female" - the words on the suicide note ended here, and there were only some speckled traces left behind it, which could be vaguely seen to be stained by blood. He sighed softly, turned his head to look at Mei Feng and said, "The six disciples of Peach Blossom Island are known to have the highest spiritual wind talent and the strongest martial arts. If it weren't for the broken legs, how could he die with some bullshit Ouchi guards! Later, his words were both remorseful and angry.

Mei Feng knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "The death of Senior Brother Lingfeng is the fault of the disciple, please give the disciple a death!" ”

Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly: "I said a long time ago, you made such a big mistake, how can you be so cheap as you die!" With that, he suddenly stretched out his palm and slapped Mei Feng's back, and when his palm was lifted, a steel needle as thin as a cow's hair was caught between his fingers.

"Master?" Mei Feng was surprised, she thought that when the master learned that Qu Lingfeng was dead, she must have become more resentful of herself, maybe she would use some cruel means to increase the punishment, and she was trembling in her heart, but she didn't expect him to take out one of the "bone attachment needles" that had been applied to her body before.

Huang Yaoshi said lightly: "The rewards and punishments for the teacher are clear, and it is a great achievement for you to find the orphans of the spiritual wind." Just now the teacher gave you a 'bone needle', which is your reward. However, you are indirectly responsible for the death of Lingfeng, and you will also be asked to do one thing as a punishment for your teacher. ”

Mei Feng was overjoyed and hurriedly responded: "The master has an order, and the disciple should obey it." ”

Huang Yaoshi said in a deep voice: "I want you to take Lingfeng's daughter as an apprentice and teach her to become a talent!" ”

Mei Feng was stunned for a moment, and when she heard the stupid smirk of the silly aunt outside the secret room, she only felt that her scalp was numb. For her, the horror of this "punishment" is even higher than that of the "bone needle".

When it was almost dawn, Hong Qigong came back with a carriage, but the person sitting on the wheel to catch the carriage was Guo Jing. It turned out that Guo Jing and Huang Rong rushed to Niujia Village after Huang Yaoshi, and they met Hong Qigong, who had found a carriage in a nearby town and rushed back. Hearing that Meng Xunzhen was seriously injured, both of them were very anxious, especially Guo Jing, who asked Meng Xunzhen about his injury all the way, and listened to Hong Qigong say that there was a solution, so he relaxed a little.

After getting ready, everyone moved Meng Xunzhen to the car, and a total of six people, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Zhou Botong, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and Mu Nianci, escorted him on the road.

Mu Nianci has already expressed his heart to Meng Xunzhen to his parents. Prior to this, although they knew that Yang Kang had his own way to die, Yang Tiexin and his wife still inevitably had a grudge against Meng Xunzhen, and now Meng Xunzhen was seriously injured and dying to save their family, and that bit of mustard finally disappeared. For their daughter and Meng Xunzhen's affairs, they can only send blessings, pray that Meng Xunzhen can succeed in seeking medical treatment, and then get good things with her daughter.

Along the way, Mu Nianci took care of all the affairs of Meng Xunzhen, and even did not shy away from changing clothes, wiping his body, and drowning.

For Mu Nianci, Meng Xunzhen's previous psychology was quite subtle. At the beginning of the meeting, he had a good impression of this beautiful girl who was intelligent, gentle and tenacious. Most of this goodwill comes from the pity and love for this character when he read the original book in his previous life, and the small half has been with each other for a short time since they met, and they are far from rising to the level of love. When he learned that Mu Nianci was in love with him and chose to reject her affection and flee away, this good feeling that he forcibly suppressed not only did not fade, but quietly grew in the corner blocked by him, and the characters in the book and the characters in reality gradually merged into one, and it was difficult to distinguish each other. At this moment, as Mu Nianci infiltrated the tenderness of water into Meng Xunzhen's heart bit by bit, Meng Xunzhen's feelings for her were brewing and mellowing day by day like fine wine. In his eyes, he is no longer the abstract character in the book, but this woman who gives everything without regrets when she is in love.

One day after everyone arrived in Taoyuan County, Hong Qigong took the lead and walked out of seventy or eighty miles, the road became narrower and narrower, and the carriage was no longer passable. Hong Qigong had already prepared, took down a bamboo chair from the carriage, moved Meng Xunzhen up, and tied his hands, feet and waist to the chair with cloth tapes to prevent him from sitting unsteadily and falling down. Then let Guo Jing, who had practiced the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", put the bamboo chair on his back and walked forward. Walking through the ** mile road, the peaks on both sides of the road stand on the wall, and in the middle is a sheep intestine path that only allows one person to pass. Everyone followed the road to climb the mountain, the road became narrower and narrower, and the steeper and steeper, finally everyone was equipped with martial arts, but they did not feel very tired. After walking for a long time, I suddenly heard the faint sound of water in the distance. The further I went, the louder the sound of the water became, reverberating and roaring like thunder in the lonely empty mountains. When you have to walk to the top of the ridge, you can see a big waterfall like a white dragon rushing down from between the twin peaks on the opposite side, and the sound is very amazing. In the open space next to the waterfall, a thatched hut was built.

When they came down from the ridge, one of them was coming out of the hut. This man was black-faced, bearded, tall, and broad-shouldered, with a collared robe and a fishing rod in his hand. Seeing the group of people walking towards him, he was slightly stunned, and immediately recognized Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong, hurriedly abandoned the fishing rod, and stepped forward to greet the juniors.

Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong also recognized this fisherman as the eldest disciple of Emperor Duan, and he was also the governor of the naval army of Dali back then. Hong Qigong waved his hand, but Zhou Botong was at a loss and a little uncomfortable.

The fisherman asked everyone about their intentions, and Hong Qigong did not hide it, and told Meng Xunzhen in detail.

If another person came here, the fisherman would definitely refuse, and would never allow anyone to have the opportunity to meet the master, so that the master would hurt himself and save himself. But this time it was Hong Qigong who sent someone, he is not only an old friend of the master, he will never cause harm, but also has an outstanding reputation, since he ensures that there is a way to make the master recover the lost vitality in a short time, it is absolutely not false. After thinking about it again, he finally agreed to send everyone up the mountain.

Afterwards, the fisherman took out the iron oars and iron boats from the thatched hut, and sent everyone up the mountain in three times, and personally led everyone to meet the master. With the fisherman leading the way, the three people in the back, Qiao, Ploughing, and Reading naturally did not leave any difficulty, and accompanied everyone to the door of a small temple hidden in the deep mountains.

The fisherman entered the temple first, and after a short time, the former "Southern Emperor" Duan Zhixing and the current master of a lamp came out to greet him in person. In addition to Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Botong were very surprised when they saw him dressed up, and Zhou Botong thought that he was disheartened because of the events of the year and gave up the dignity of the emperor to become a monk, and he couldn't help but be ashamed of himself, hiding behind everyone and not daring to speak.

Master Yideng did not greet Hong, Huang, and Zhou, the three old friends who had not been masked for a long time, but came directly to Meng Xunzhen, who had been put down from Guo Jing's back, first carefully looked at his complexion, and then grabbed his wrist to check the pulse, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

"How? Uncle Shi thinks that the disciple can still be saved? Meng Xunzhen asked with a chuckle.

Seeing that he was seriously injured, Master Yideng could still talk and laugh, and admired his bearing and temperament very much, and said with a smile: "When Brother Wang Dao came to Dali to pass on my 'innate skills', he once said that he had just accepted a little disciple who had closed the door, and he was extremely talented, and he would definitely shine in the martial arts in the future." When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary. The disciples of the poor monk are far behind the virtuous nephews. ”

Mu Nianci, who was standing beside Meng Xunzhen, suddenly knelt down towards Master Yideng, kowtowed again and again, and choked up: "Master mercy, please save Brother Meng's life!" ”

Master Yideng stretched out his hand and raised it under Mu Nianci's arm, and a soft force supported her involuntarily to stand up, seeing that her forehead was already bruised, and a slender figure who also kowtowed to himself and begged for mercy and begged him to save people flashed in his mind, with a faint sigh, he put his right hand on Mu Nianci's forehead, and used a mellow and continuous internal force to invigorate her blood and eliminate stasis, and said softly: "Rest assured, girl, the poor monk will do his best to save Meng Xian's nephew." Then he turned his head to Hong Qigong and the others: "When a friend comes to visit, the poor monk should have personally set up tea to entertain guests, but at this moment, it is important to save people, so he can only let the bad guys receive a few, don't blame the rudeness." After that, he instructed Xiao Shami to carry Meng Xunzhen to the meditation room, and allowed Mu Nianci to accompany him, and then ordered the four disciples to greet everyone on his behalf.

Although the four of them wanted to persuade the master, they saw that his face was firm, and they knew that it was useless to say it, so they had to follow the master's order to lead the rest of the people.

After placing Meng Xunzhen in the meditation room, Master Yideng ordered Xiao Shami to retreat, leaving only Mu Nianci present. Mu Nianci saw that the four walls of this meditation room were gloomy, except for a bamboo table, there were only three futons underground. The master of the first lamp raised his hand and hung down the bamboo curtain on the door, lit a stick of incense, and inserted it into the stove on the bamboo table. He sat cross-legged on a futon, and asked Mu Nianci to also choose a futon to sit down, turned his head to Meng Xunzhen and said: "Virtuous nephew, you will relax your whole body, no matter what pain and itching you have for a while, you must not be lucky to resist it." ”

Meng Xunzhen smiled: "I understand, even if the disciple is already a dead person." As he spoke, he closed his eyes.

Yideng nodded with a smile, then closed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, and entered the fortune gong. When the incense stick was lit an inch long, he suddenly jumped up from the futon, stroked his chest with his left palm, stretched out his index finger with his right hand, and slowly nodded towards the Baihui acupoint on the top of Meng Xunzhen's head.

When the master of a lamp pointed out, Mu Nianci, who was watching from the side, saw a flower in front of him, as if the person standing in front of him was no longer an old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but a supreme emperor with a solemn bearing and majestic demeanor.

The master of a lamp pointed at it, and immediately retracted it, only to see that his body did not move, and the second finger had pointed to the back top acupoint at one inch and a half minutes behind Meng Xunzhen's Baihui acupoint, and then Qiangjian, Brain Household, Fengfu, Dazhu, Tao Dao, Body Pillar, Shendao, and Lingtai all the way down.

Meng Xunzhen felt a gentle and peaceful but vigorous true qi injected from the Baihui acupoint, like a warm stream of water along the Du vein all the way down, and everywhere he went, he was very comfortable.

After the thirty acupoints of the Du pulse were ordered, the master of a lamp sat down to rest, ordered Mu Nianci to change the incense stick, and jumped to the twenty-five acupoints of Meng Xunzhen's Ren vein.

In another meditation room, Guo Jing walked around like an ant on a hot pot, and from time to time walked to the door and looked at the meditation room where Meng Xunzhen was for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask Huang Yaoshi: "Father-in-law, can the master's Yiyang finger really heal the eldest brother's injury?" ”

Huang Yaoshi replied confidently, "The so-called one yang is also a young yang." Yang is born as the first yang energy, its organs should be liver, the five elements should be wood, when it should be spring, spring is the first yang, vitality is, all things are born, a yang is born at the beginning, and a yang is born endlessly. Therefore, a yang refers to the birth of a yang that can make people born like spring, and it really has the power to return to heaven to refer to spring. Jing'er, can you rest assured? ”

Guo Jing didn't seem to understand the previous words, but the latter sentence couldn't be more clear, and the nervousness on his face eased slightly.

Everyone was waiting, and suddenly heard a sonorous voice like metal from outside the temple: "Emperor Duan can cultivate here?" Ouyang Feng came with a few friends to pay respects! ”