In the early years of the Ming Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and although the mountains and rivers were dilapidated, the people had a little respite.

In the Dabie Mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles, there is a treasure land of feng shui, called Qifeng Mountain. The mountain is strange and precipitous, the atmosphere is clear, from the forest surrounding, clear streams and springs can be seen everywhere. But there is a scenic place, and a small cottage is located in it.

The scale of the cottage is not large, with a total of about 100 brothers. The owner of the village is called Jing Ge, twenty-five or six years old, five big and three thick, bald head and big ears, full of the image of a bandit.

This is said to be a cottage with colorful lights and a large row of banquets, but it is silent. Jing Ge was waiting outside the door of a wing room, anxious to turn around. After a long time, Fang heard a wow, and a cry came from the side room, and a stable woman came out to report the good news, saying: "King, I gave birth to a girl! Mother and daughter are safe!"

Jing Ge was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily and shouted: "Damn! Girl is girl, under Lao Tzu's training, eighteen years later, she will be a powerful heroine... No... Female thief... Female..."

Seeing that the king's face was flushed, an old Confucian beside him who was quite a bit elegant and elegant relieved the siege and said: "It must be a strange woman who shocks the rivers and lakes!"

Jing Ge was overjoyed and said, "Yes, yes, it's a strange woman! The little ones, today is a big feast, don't get drunk!"

The minions applauded, and the cottage was suddenly full of people, and the sound of fists and wine resounded through the clouds, stirring up this blessed land into a miasma, birds and beasts, and there was no peace.

It is said that this Jing Ge, poor when he was young, since he was a child, he put himself into the Shaolin Temple, and did some chores at the beginning, and later the monks in the temple saw that he was smart and clever, so he was officially included in the mountain gate, and worshiped under the Zhiyuan Gate. He is still talented in martial arts, but he is not very diligent, and his martial arts path of paying attention to the foundation in Shaolin is not very compatible. Every year in the annual examination, the ranking of fists and feet weapons often has to be counted from the back. Fortunately, Shaolin is a monk and has a scripture. Buddhist scriptures and martial scriptures are acceptable. Jing Ge used his brains and put a lot of effort into this recitation, and memorized countless formulas from various collections. The scriptures and martial arts are comprehensive, and the ranking is up and down in the middle stream. Some monks also value him a lot, thinking that this little monk is dedicated to the Buddha, quite enlightened, not like other monks, the whole brain is full of Arhat boxing, Prajna palm.

The years have passed, and more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, Zhiyuan has become the master of Zhiyuan, and Jing Ge has also become an uncle. Originally, everything was too peaceful, and he was able to be a monk for a lifetime, but on a whim, he cooked Abbot Zhishen's favorite yellow dog 'Wu Neng' to try it. As soon as this incident happened, no one could protect him, and at that time, Zhiyuan had become the first seat of the Luohan Hall, and he tried his best to protect him from the mountain gate and not waste his martial arts, which was already a big face.

Jing Ge came out of the mountain gate, and he was resentful of Shaolin, and his surname was broken, and he actually fell into the grass in Dabie Mountain, and he went online to open it. Finally, he did not forget his roots, always kept a bald head, and encouraged himself to strive for self-improvement, and finally one day, he was going to kill Shaolin, and cooked all the chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs raised by Zhishen thieves, so as to eliminate the evil breath in his heart.

After a year, he gathered dozens of brothers and set up a small cottage, which was called Heifeng Village. The Jingshan thieves have a discerning eye and promote the two leaders of the roe deer head and the rat eye. There are only a few plaques in the hall. Thinking about a hundred miles away, an old Confucian should not use his reputation outside, so he chose a dark and windy night, Jing Ge took a few brothers to rob him.

The old gentleman is still a little arrogant, and he doesn't share half of the ink with the bandits. Jing Ge smiled and said in his heart that this matter is easy to do. took the old gentleman into a courtyard, what fragrant, small pink, touched his body with his bare hands, only scared not to use his soul to scatter. After weighing the big and small sections, the old gentleman had to inscribe the words 'Zhongyitang' according to his words. This loyalty is loyal to the Jingshan thief, and righteousness is righteous to the Jingshan thief.

Jing Ge is still not satisfied, and the surname Suo will not use his family to rob the cottage. He said to the old gentleman, "I, dozens of brothers, admire the way of the sages, and I still need your education. Since then, the cottage has changed its rules, and the punishment of three swords and six holes has been cancelled, and the rules in the village have been violated, and it is necessary to go to the place where you learn the Four Books and Five Classics and the Art of War, which lasts from a few months to three years. Since then, everyone in the cottage has used their lives and taken on a new look.

This is the result of Jing Ge's inspiration when he remembered the pain of punishing and reciting scriptures back then.

When you become an underworld, you have to do evil. It is the duty of a bandit to block the road and rob the road. One day, Jing Ge ransacked the old county official, and when he saw the Qin family, he was shocked. He didn't take any property, he only robbed the Qin family to go home, became the wife of the village, and completed the feat of robbing the people's daughters.

There is also a way to steal. Jing Ge thought that he had to do something to rob the rich and help the poor, so as to accumulate some yin virtue. In desperation, he robbed a few rich peasants at will, distributed a few stones of grain and rice, and completed his righteous deed.

In the past three years, the village has been prosperous. This added another daughter, and Jing Ge was so unhappy. Thinking about such an import, killing back to Shaolin in this life, the feat of cooking pigs and slaughtering dogs is not necessarily a fool's dream.

It's a pity that at such a time of great joy, there are people who are not interested.

A small minion flew up to report: "Great King, two little Taoist priests have come to the door, and they keep saying that they want to eliminate harm for the people!"

Jing Ge was impatient: "Just beat it out!"

"King, those two have suffered martial arts, and the little one is not an opponent!"

Jing Ge was furious, draped neatly, carrying a specially made ninety-nine eighty-one pound Qinglong Yanyue knife, and led the brothers out of the village. saw two Tsing Yi Xiaodao standing in front of him. The little Taoist priest is not very old, only about twenty, and the one on his left hand has a good face and holds a long sword. The Taoist priest in his right hand was a little strange, with a long sword on his back, a white feather fan in his right hand, and a small white meow with a big head and short claws in his left hand.

Two little Taoist priests were born in Qingcheng Mountain. The thirteenth person who holds the sword is the son of the master, and the thirteenth person who holds the fan and carries the cat is the thirteenth brother. Shangqingguan has a poor reputation in the martial arts, but the Taihumility Heart Sutra, Shangqing Sword, and Xiaoyao Step are authentic and superior martial arts. These thirteen martial arts have some talent, people are diligent, and at a young age, the internal skills of swordsmanship have been small. Yanyu is a miscellaneous student, his martial arts are not refined, and his leisurely attainments are not low. He also yearns for Zhuge Wuhou's feather fan and scarf, talking and laughing to break the enemy's wind liu, and he never forgets to carry the white feather fan in his hand.

The two have grown up since they were children, and they have always been the ones who came up with the idea of Yanyu, and Thirteen was a thug.

This year, the two left the Taoist temple and came to the rivers and lakes to practice. The big villains and big cottages can't be provoked, and Jing Ge's little black wind village is just right for such a young man who has just come out of the rivers and lakes.

The two sides have explained the scene, and the fight will begin. The little white meow meowed, obviously a little scared. Yanyu was furious and said, "Tell you how many times you have to scream before you can be majestic! Look at how the Taoist cleans you up!" After that, he kneaded the white meow into a meow ball and stuffed it into his pocket. He scolded with his mouth, but his eyes looked at Jing Ge.

Jing Ge was furious and wanted to fight alone. Thirteen immediately swung his sword to take it, and after more than ten moves, Jing Ge was defeated and fled back to the cottage. The two Taoist priests were willing to give up and fought with their swords. Behind the gate of the village was an open space, and Jing Ge looked at the second Taoist priest with a sneer. Behind him, more than 100 brothers were all armed with big sticks, and they were really murderous.

Thirteen was a little weak-hearted, and asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, there are too many of them!" Yanyu replied: "Then you still need to say, hurry up!"

At this time, the gate of the village was closed early, and the big and small thieves rushed up in a hurry, and they all went down with sticks, beating the two Taoist priests with blue noses and swollen eyes.

"Let's stay!" Jing Ge said: "Today, the uncle is happy to add a thousand gold, so he spares your two miscellaneous hairs." Next time, peeling cramps!"

A year has passed in a blink of an eye, and the thirteen smoke and rain have suffered this great humiliation, and they have tasted their courage from lying on their back. One practiced internal swordsmanship, and the other studied miscellaneous books and Taoist classics. A year later, on a dark and windy night, the two made a comeback, but they quietly touched up from the back mountain. At the beginning of the thirteenth, he felt that he was not upright enough, but later Yanyu said that Jing Ge relied on more than victory, and there was no need to talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes to such people. Thirteen thought so.

At that time, Jing Ge was drunk like mud, how could he be prepared. was touched into the bedroom by the two. Thirteen touched his bald head and stabbed him with a sword. Bai Meow in Yanyu's arms suddenly scratched his teeth and gritted, Yanyu's heart moved, pulled Thirteen's sleeve, and then lifted the quilt, and a little baby girl fell asleep soundly on Jing Ge.

The two Taoist priests looked at each other, but they couldn't do anything. In the end, he left eight ink words on Jing Ge's face, "Thirteen smoke and rain come here to visit", and quietly left.

A year later, the two Taoist priests traveled through the rivers and lakes, made some small names, discussed it, and decided to break into Heifeng Village again. In the past year, the scale of Black Wind Village has grown a lot, and the two of them have touched it from the back mountain like last time. found that this was also a vacant land for the boss, and suddenly a fishy wind blew in the dark night, and countless vicious dogs pounced. Under the thirteen shocks, a spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River formed a dense sword net, which did not leak, and even the smoke and rain were protected. Seeing that it was safe, the white meow poked his head out of the bag, and the demonstration of the vicious dog meow around him was immediately kneaded into a meow ball by the smoke and rain and stuffed back.

The torches around were bright, and hundreds of villagers appeared, all armed with hard crossbows. Jing Ge laughed and said, "Lao Tzu has been waiting for you for a year! These dozens of dogs don't know how much food they cost me!

The smoke and rain didn't say a word, turned around and ran. Thirteen has always listened to his senior brother's words, and as soon as he saw this frame, he knew that his senior brother was not an opponent, and he also fled. Jing Ge scolded, this is the first time I have seen such a decent person who runs away without fighting. He led the crowd to chase, but stepped on the soybeans sprinkled by the smoke and rain, and fell on his back.

After another year, Yanyu felt outnumbered, so he pulled up the thirteenth, brought gold and silver, found a hill on the shore of Dongting Lake, built a Shangqing Dividing Temple, and began to recruit troops on a large scale. Jing Ge did not show weakness, he memorized a belly of martial arts scriptures back then, and at this time, he picked up some superficial ones and gave them to the villagers, and his strength also increased greatly, and his reputation in the underworld gradually became famous. The Black Wind Village is run like an iron bucket, blocking officers and soldiers in front and chivalrous soldiers in the back, everything is in order.

The two sides fought endlessly, and every year they had to go to each other's nests to fight, but they couldn't please them.

Eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye, Jing Ge's daughter Xizhi has become a famous beauty in the rivers and lakes, attracting countless wild bees and butterflies, but she is afraid of the "angry dragon" Jing Ge, and she does not dare to make a mistake, so she only uses all kinds of means to win the hearts of beauties. At this time, Jing Ge has been fighting for many years, practicing hard day and night, and has become a master of the underworld. The internal strength of the thirteen swordsmanship has also been completed, and there is a potential of a top master. Black Wind Village and Shangqing View have long become famous factions in the world, and they gradually have the meaning of black and white leaders. There is only smoke and rain, in addition to the light work to reach the peak, other martial arts are still a mess.

The two sides fought openly and secretly, and both stretched out their hands to the official. Yanyu asked Thirteen to teach health preservation to local prefects, officials such as the Chacha, and widely accepted rich and powerful people as disciples. Jing Ge did not show weakness, vigorously opened a martial arts dart bureau, and attracted countless military attachés.

said this, Xizhi finally chose an innocent and promising young man as his husband. She thanked the old man for his life's wish, in addition to cooking braised pork in Shaolin, it was to overwhelm the thirteen old miscellaneous hairs of Shangqingguan Yanyu. The young man didn't know the height of the sky and wanted to be famous, so she contacted the top ten outstanding young masters of the underworld and killed Shangqingguan together.

At this time, Thirteen had already lost half of the fireworks in the world, and with his fingers as swords, no one among these underworld boys could stop his three moves. Yanyu was not polite, and sent them all to the Black Wind Village. For Xizhi, he remembered the love of the year and entertained him well. The white meow of Mercy Fairy and Yanyu also played well.

Since then, Xi Zhi has learned that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Only then did I understand why, with my father's unfathomable martial arts, I couldn't help the two old miscellaneous hairs.

A hundred years of life, after the scenery, there is only a ridge of loess. In the blink of an eye, Xizhi has also become an elderly man, with children and grandchildren all over the world, including many celebrities and masters. The hundred-year struggle between Jing Ge, Thirteen, and Yanyu has also become a historical story of the rivers and lakes. Xizhi buried the three in a feng shui blessed place. The three of them fought each other all their lives before their lives, and they slept together after death, which can be regarded as fate.

This Xizhi came to sweep the tomb again, but saw the white meow of Yanyu lying on a tombstone. She was shocked, how could this meow survive a hundred years without the slightest change?

The white meow screamed, but was picked up. The man said angrily: "I told you that you have to scream to be majestic! I can't learn it for more than a hundred years!"

Xi Zhi was shocked and asked, "Aren't you already dead?

Yanyu is still wearing a robe and a feather fan, faintly revealing a strange atmosphere. He carried the white meow and floated away, and an unfathomable voice came from afar:

"Although the old man can't write or martial arts in his life, he can cultivate immortals!"

ps: With this text, I congratulate Jing Ge on his happiness, and I also wish not to use Tian Ding to import.

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