Chapter 8: The Subtle Realm

Na Shanxian Hou said "Huh", and the red palm suddenly disappeared, leaving only a red line, slightly leaching out a little blood, he glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao deeply, and quickly retreated.

The South China Sea Crocodile God hurriedly threw the crocodile scissors aside, rubbed his hands together, and scolded in his mouth: "Damn, good guy, I almost burned Lao Tzu to death, this bastard's internal strength is really high, Lao Tzu is not his opponent." ”

Yun Zhonghe walked over in disbelief, he had fought with Feng Xiaoxiao not long ago, he didn't feel how powerful he was at that time, he could see the scene just now, and couldn't help but secretly say: "Yes, isn't Ye Erniang inexplicably defeated into his hands, and he is still miserable, looking like he just wants to die quickly, I thought he was using some dirty means to sneak attack, but now it seems that he is simply pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!" ”

Thinking like this, he squeezed out some smiles on his face, and leaned closer and said: "Feng Laosan, it's me who is wrong at noon, don't take it to heart, our four wicked people have always advanced and retreated together, and we will never be embarrassed by you again in the future." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "Oh, I have problems all over my body, only one special good ......", raised his eyebrows, and deliberately paused not to speak.

Yun Zhonghe asked helplessly, "What is it?" ”

"Memory!" , Feng Xiaoxiao pointed to his head, looked at him seriously and said: "Ten years ago, when the mosquito that bit my arm was shot to death, what a miserable appearance was, I still remember it clearly, delicately, as if it is still in front of me!" ”

The South China Sea Crocodile God laughed and said, "Isn't it?" The long face and long legs are annoying, buzzing and annoying, making people want to slap to death. Yun Laosi, it's really like you, haha! ”

Yun Zhonghe couldn't help but shudder, and said with a smile: "It's a joke, it's a joke." ”

"Duan Zhengchun, where are you ......", Zhong Wanqiu held a big ring knife. He rushed out of the back of the house and shouted, "My wife has sworn that she will never see ......you again." He whispered to himself, "...... However, it is also unreliable...... If she sees you again...... I'm just afraid of ......", his voice suddenly raised, shouting, "All in all." You can't come again...... Hey? What about people? ”

He was fighting with Duan Zhengchun just now. After a few moves, he failed, so he fled back to defend his wife, and finally begged her to swear, and his heart was relieved, so he immediately ran out and told Duan Zhengchun this important word.

The crane in the cloud said in a strange way: "Then you have to guard it well, not only to guard your wife, but also to guard your daughter." Otherwise, hehe. Maybe someone touched me to bed. ”

He was angry and didn't dare to rush the wind Xiao Xiao and the South China Sea crocodile god, so he took revenge on Zhong.

Zhong Wanqiu's next mind now only remembers the adultery between his wife and Duan Zhengchun, and he didn't understand the ill-intention, so he glared and said, "He dares, Duan Zhengchun is like ...... No...... But he's always been cowardly...... No, I want to hurry back and guard the baby, not an inch of departure, and I must not let this lewd thief get his hands on ......", babbling in his mouth, his eyes were full of anxiety, and he hurried to the courtyard.

Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "Duan Zhengchun hooked up with a married woman, no wonder Lord Zhong Gu had to embarrass him. ”

Yun Zhonghe smiled lewdly: "It's the taste of a married woman that ......", looking at Feng Xiaoxiao glaring at him, the light was very fierce, and he was so frightened that he changed the topic and said: "This time, Zhong Wanqiu has made a bloody investment, and invited many people from the south and the north of the world, just to let them see with their own eyes the descendants of the Duan family, brothers and sisters hooking up with adultery, rebellion and incest, like beasts, so that Duan Zhengchun will be ruined." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao snorted.

The South China Sea crocodile god said: "I don't know why, the boss seems to be more concerned than Zhong Wanqiu, not only summoned all of us, but also poured the "Yin and Yang Hehuan San" into the brother and sister surnamed Duan, and even sat in person...... A little 'horse king god' Zhong Wanqiu is just a hate, can he have such a big face? ”

Yun Zhonghe smiled: "This is the best aphrodisiac in my hand, the boss asked me for ten copies, such a large amount, even if the fairy goes down to earth, after eating it, it's..."

Feng Xiaoxiao interrupted: "I'll go see the boss." Although he had instructed Mu Wanqing before, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart, not that he was afraid of what would happen to Duan Yu, but that he was worried that Duan Yanqing would see some clues.

In the condor shooting, Yideng once used the "Yiyang Finger" to rescue the dying Huang Rong, at the cost of losing all his internal strength within three years.

But Duan Yanqing healed his serious internal injuries, but his face was not red or breathless, as if it was easy to do it, which shows how deep his internal strength is.

……

In front of the stone house, Duan Yanqing sat on the ground, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Even if Feng Xiaoxiao came closer, he still ignored it and sat still.

There was a slight sound coming from inside the stone house.

Duan Yu was running and circling in a small space, and through the gap in the stone door, he could faintly see that he was bare-skinned, as if he was not wearing a shirt, and from time to time he shouted a few words "It's hot", "No", etc., mixed with a lot of Buddhist scriptures, and his voice was quite hoarse.

Feng Xiaoxiao secretly praised him for being really smart, pretending to be like him, his heart was slightly relieved, and he said tentatively to Duan Yanqing: "Then Emperor Dali is gone, I'll come to see how you are." ”

Duan Yanqing suddenly opened his eyes, as round as a copper bell, and stared at him directly.

Feng Xiaoxiao was furious when he saw it, but his face was not moved at all.

Duan Yanqing snorted in his stomach and said, "You go, don't come to quarrel with me." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao's heart was relieved, but he also snorted, and said: "You healed my internal injuries, but you also ruined my reputation, even if you didn't kill me, I owe you a big favor, but don't want to reprimand me." ”

Duan Yanqing stretched out a thin black iron staff from his sleeve and straightened it forward, not very fancy, but the tip of the staff trembled slightly.

Feng Xiao Xiao carried the "Ling Bo Micro Step", flashed obliquely, and suddenly turned behind him, in front of the stone gate.

Duan Yanqing's green robe was windless and automatic, he turned around in an instant, handed over the iron rod to his left hand, and pushed out his index finger with his right hand.

Feng Xiaoxiao chuckled, suddenly stepped three steps to the left, two steps to the right, and his body was fluttering, obviously walking on the flat ground, but it was like a Ling Bo on the lake.

There were a few "poofs" behind him, and he looked sideways and saw three shallow holes in the stone door.

Although it was not deep, it also shocked him.

This is a real volley finger force, such strength, it is really going to be hit by the acupoint, and serious injuries are inevitable.

Duan Yanqing's expression, which had not moved for ten thousand years, changed, and he praised: "It's so light." ”

"One Yang Finger" is extremely accurate in recognizing acupoints, rarely missed, after the finger strength is out of the body, the speed is even like lightning, he instantly out of three fingers, even if it is replaced by himself, he may not be able to avoid all of them, but he can't even touch the edge of Feng Xiaoxiao, naturally surprised very much, and secretly happy, knowing that he has spent a lot of internal force, and has not been in vain, he really got a strong reinforcement, and continued: "If you can help me take revenge, then we will be cleared." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head and said: "From now on, I will definitely try my best to help you, but whether it succeeds or not, after this time, we will both clear up." ”

Duan Yanqing sneered: "It's a pity that you don't go to be a villain...... Okay, I promise you. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao untied the Xuantie sword, sat cross-legged in front of the stone gate, the horizontal sword was on his thigh, and said: "From now on, if you don't open your mouth, no one will be able to open this stone door." ”

Duan Yanqing nodded with satisfaction, sat down beside him, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

I don't know how long later, an old monk with a wrinkled face and scorched eyebrows jumped over the tree wall, holding an ironfish the size of a rice bowl in his left hand and a swarthy wooden fish hammer in his right hand, followed by two middle-aged monks.

The old monk with yellow eyebrows tapped a few times on the iron-wood fish, and said slowly: "Amitabha, nineteen ways and horizons, how many people are confused, can the layman have Qingxing, and talk to the old monk about a game?" ”

As he spoke, he walked from under the tree wall to the front, and when he saw the wind on the side, he secretly screamed that it was bad, and if there was one more person, he would lose a little bit of certainty in saving people.

However, he tried his best, and then knocked the wooden fish several times, and then made the wooden fish hammer and slashed towards the large bluestone on the ground.

There was a snorting sound, stone chips flew, and a horizontal line came out at the time of the landing.

"King Kong finger power, good kung fu!" , Duan Yanqing said sullenly, stretched out the black iron staff, and drew a straight line vertically, staggered with the previous one.

The two lines are generally of the same length and depth, except for one vertical and one horizontal, there is no difference.

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at them one by one, and I kept drawing lines, although the speed was slowing down, but after that, each one was no different from before, and I secretly admired it in my heart.

He had seen Murong Bo make a move, and he had seen the two people in front of him, and he knew that the essence of martial arts in the world was not only strong and pure, but also in control and subtlety.

It's like two people have the same thousand catties of huge strength, one can only smash and slash with brute force, but one can use the same force to engrave words on the rice grains without damaging the rice, and make a judgment.

Although the former person can open mountains and break stones, he can't break the catkins in the air.

It is even more difficult to hit the point with the face and smash the diamond with the mountain stone, which is in vain and more likely to be crushed.

Feng Xiaoxiao realized after thinking about it, and the chessboard in front of him had been divided.

In order to win the first move, the old monk with Huang Mei made a bet with Duan Yanqing that by the time he was seventy years old, his toes would be odd or even.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to cut off his own fingers, just to take the lead.

Duan Yanqing, as the head of the four evildoers, has never seen anything cruel and vicious, but just for the sake of being the first to talk about a game, he is willing to cut off a finger, so the requirements made after the victory must be extremely harsh, so he is even more careful.

The old monk with yellow eyebrows carved two circles on the chessboard with a wooden fish pestle, which means white.

Duan Yanqing made the black iron rod press two holes on the bluestone chessboard, meaning sunspots.

This is the ancient method of Chinese Go, first white and then black, and two pieces each of the four corners and four four roads are fallen, which is called "potential".

Feng Xiaoxiao had learned some from Huang Yaoshi, so he could understand it, but he was not proficient in it, and he could barely get it down.

Looking at the increasing number of chess pieces on the chessboard, he was extremely envious of these two people.

Each piece must be exactly the same, usually of different sizes and shades, and whoever makes a mistake first loses.

In this way, it is not only a game of chess power, but also a competition of skills, which is the realm. (To be continued......)

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