Chapter 33: The next volume is in hand

"By the way, Mei Chaofeng, what about the Nine Yin True Scripture? Take it out and let us see. Huang Rong said.

Mei Chaofeng's lips trembled slightly, and he muttered: "The next volume of the Nine Yin True Scripture is ...... It has been burned by my thief, that is, your senior brother Chen Xuanfeng. Scripture...... The stab was in his chest and abdomen...... When he died, I peeled off the skin from his chest and took it with me. ”

As she spoke, she took out a leather scroll from her arms with trembling arms: "This is owned by the master, I stole it with the thief, I'm sorry for the old man, little sister, you take it back and give it to the master." ”

After she finished making this human skin scripture, she regarded it as Chen Xuanfeng's stand-in and carried it with her. Others don't say that they want this human skin scripture, even if they look at it, they will be pierced by her.

It's just that Mei Chaofeng is already ashamed of Huang Yaoshi, and the martial arts of the "Brother Ouyang" next to him are unfathomable, even if Mei Chaofeng is reluctant to give up the true scripture, he can only hand it over.

As soon as she heard that the Nine Yin True Scripture was made of human skin, Huang Rong's heart fluttered. How could she be willing to take this heavy taste with her hands, and frowned slightly: "You spread out the scriptures and put them on the ground, and we can just take a look." If you make a mistake, you should leave it to Daddy. ”

Mei Chaofeng's hands trembled slightly, first spread the placket on the ground, and then unfolded the side of the leather scroll engraved with words and catalogues.

Xia Wuji has the ability to never forget, he swept the scriptures at a glance and ten lines, and he didn't delve into them, but just memorized the scriptures with his unforgettable memory, and then slowly cultivated in the future.

As for Huang Rong, she has a general interest in martial arts. The Nine Yin True Scripture is not very precious to her.

What's more, if she wants to learn the martial arts of the Nine Yin True Scripture, wouldn't it be better for Xia Wuji to practice it and let him teach it?

Without preventing mistakes and omissions, Xia Wuji looked at it three times, and after confirming that it was correct, he nodded to Huang Rong.

Huang Rong said: "Mei Chaofeng, we're done, you can put it away." ”

"Thank you, junior sister, thank you Ouyang Gongzi."

Seeing that the other party really didn't take away the human skin scripture, Mei Chaofeng couldn't help but feel grateful in his heart. This human skin sutra means a lot to her.

Huang Rong was a little distressed and said: "Brother Ouyang, Mei Chaofeng can't walk, it's thousands of miles away from this Peach Blossom Island, I'm afraid that there will be many difficulties along the way." ”

Xia Wuji said with a smile: "Since ancient times, there has been no separation between medicine and poison, since I can poison people, I will naturally treat diseases and heal injuries, not to mention that now I have also learned Jiuyang Divine Skill." ”

Jiuyang Divine Skill is almost omnipotent, both offensive and defensive, yin and yang, as well as anti-poison, treatment of various dark injuries, and the effect of true qi accumulation.

After these days of cultivation, although Xia Wuji's Jiuyang Divine Skill has not reached its full completion, and he still owes some water grinding kung fu, it is more than enough to treat Mei Chaofeng's injuries.

As Xia Wuji slowly crossed the Jiuyang True Qi into Mei Chaofeng's body, he performed a few more golden needles to measure the acupoints.

Mei Chaofeng only felt that his body was light, his legs were slightly itchy, and the flow of true qi was more mellow than ever.

She stood up and tried to walk a few steps, no different from a normal person.

"Thank you, Young Master Ouyang."

Mei Chaofeng hugged his fists and thanked him, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Her body was lighter than ever, and even the haze on her mind seemed to be swept away at this moment. In time, it may not be impossible to reach a higher level.

But unfortunately, once you return to Peach Blossom Island, you may be slapped to death by the master, and time is running out.

"Brother Ouyang, after the play is over, people are looking for it, let's go back to the inn." Huang Rong yawned and said, "Staying up late is a woman's natural enemy, and I have to sleep." ”

Xia Wuji quipped: "Staying up late is a woman's natural enemy, so it's better for us to stay up all night." ”

"You're big all night, go back~"

No matter what Mei Chaofeng thought, Xia Wuji greeted him, and left Zhao Wangfu with Huang Rong and Mei Chaofeng, all the way back to the inn where he was staying.

Huang Rong washed up and ran to rest and sleep.

Xia Wuji got the complete second volume of the Nine Yin True Scripture, but he was quite excited, and he figured it out and studied it.

As for Mei Chaofeng, he lived next door to Xia Wuji and was not strictly supervised.

With Xia Wuji's skill, any wind and grass within a radius of ten zhang will be immediately noticed by him.

What's more, when he had previously injected Jiuyang True Qi into Mei Chaofeng's body, he had injected a few special energies, and he was not afraid that she would escape.

The next day, early in the morning.

The three of them washed up, and after breakfast, they planned to leave Zhongdu, go south to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and go back to Peach Blossom Island.

Before he left the city, he heard shouts from the street next door, and the sound of weapons clashing and screams of injuries kept coming.

"Brother Ouyang, there is a fight, and there is a lively look, let's go and take a look." Huang Rong looked excited.

"I think it's Guo Jing and the people of Zhao Wangfu who are fighting." Xia Wuji guessed.

The three of them walked through the alley and came to the next street.

There was a large number of Jin soldiers gathered on this street, and there were about hundreds of them. The leader is a middle-aged man with a crown on his head and a majestic appearance.

There are many familiar faces under his command, such as Liang Ziweng, Sha Tongtian, Hou Tonghai, Peng Lianhu, Lingzhi Venerable and other masters.

And most of the people who fought with them were also acquaintances, Guo Jing, Yang Tiexin, Mu Nianci, "Iron Foot Immortal" Wang Chuyi, and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan who had not been seen for several years.

In addition, there are three new faces, namely a young woman in brocade clothes and two Taoist priests.

As soon as Xia Wuji recalled, he guessed the identities of these three people.

The young woman in brocade clothes should be weak, and as for the other two Taoist priests, they are Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi in the "Quanzhen Seven Sons".

He took a closer look, this bag is beautiful and beautiful, without fat powder, and has a mature and delicate charm.

Prime Minister, I realized.

You don't understand Daddy's happiness.

No wonder she was able to make Wanyan Honglie haunt her dreams for more than ten years, and it was not without reason.

It's a pity that although this Wanyan Honglie has the same habits as the prime minister, his means are too far behind.

If the prime minister can get his hands on it, he can only get it done.

"Brother Ouyang, your friend and the little girl who is competing for relatives are in danger. Let's go and beat up those golden men. Do you like it? ”

Huang Rong's eyes lit up, and she tugged at Xia Wuji's cuffs: "That's right, do you think about the poem number, we will recite the poem number later, and at the same time, we must be very majestic." ”

Xia Wuji rubbed her hair and said with a smile: "That's wrong, we're not going to beat people, we're going to reason with all of them." ”

"Be reasonable, be reasonable." Huang Rong pulled Xia Wuji and walked towards the street, and said impatiently: "Let's go and reason with them." ”

"There's no hurry. Now is not the best time, and when the situation is unbearable, we will descend from the sky like gods and reason with them, so that our style can be reflected. ”

Xia Wuji finally concluded: "Heroes always appear in times of crisis. ”

"Uh-oh." Huang Rong nodded thoughtfully.