The night is like an hour, the cool breeze is like water, and under the moonlight, the outside of the temple is dark and silent.

In the temple, the young man added a few branches to the fire, which did not make Qin Xiang, the scholar who was sleeping lightly in the temple, feel cold.

Yao Zhenyi quietly closed the temple door a little, so that those cool breezes could not blow into the temple too much.

Walking to the temple gate, he did not practice boxing again, but began to run the set of sword tricks, Yao Zhenyi sat cross-legged and hung his hands, slowly urging the dantian aura in the small world of the human body, the most taboo on the way to cultivate is to give up halfway, only diligent cultivation is down-to-earth.

"Bang!"

Just as the boy was breathing, a loud noise came from the earthen wall outside the temple.

Yao Zhenyi stopped and quickly stood up, Qin Xiang, who was sleeping lightly in the temple, was also awakened by this sound, he turned around and stood up, and asked the young man at the door, "What happened?"

"I don't know. ”

The boy shook his head and said, then walked out. Seeing this, Qin Xiang followed closely behind.

And at this time the temple wall there,

A sloppy man with a bruised nose and swollen face was lying on the ground full of alcohol, and on the side was the broken crumbs of the wine jug, which could be vaguely seen spilled on the ground in the moonlight.

Yao Zhenyi and Qin Xiang suddenly became vigilant, something must be strange when something goes wrong, and they walked forward slowly.

When he got closer, he found that the sloppy man lying on the ground had a long sword pressed behind him, and this man was dressed in cloth and smelled of alcohol.

After a closer look, I saw that he had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the bridge of his nose was high and handsome, but the little stubble on his chin was really conspicuous, not a man but a drunken young man.

There were some bruises on this person's cheeks, presumably caused by an accidental fall over the wall.

I saw that he was covered in alcohol, and he smiled sleepily, "Good wine, really good wine......"

Yao Zhenyi just wanted to bend down and reach out to touch this drunk man, oh no, it should be a drunk young man, but he was pulled by Qin Xiang suddenly, Qin Xiang pulled Yao Zhenyi back, and whispered in his ear, "Yao Zhenyi, don't you think it's a little strange for this person to appear here?"

The young man nodded, patted Qin Xiao's hand that grabbed him, and just wanted to speak, but found that the handsome scholar suddenly let go of the hand that grabbed him and took a few steps back, his face was a little red, very strange.

Yao Zhenyi was stunned for a moment, and then didn't think much about it, thinking that this scholar was just afraid of life, and said to him with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm sure." ”

Qin Xiang, who was standing on the side, seemed to have a somewhat strange face, and when he heard this, he nodded casually and stopped speaking.

After Yao Zhenyi finished speaking, he bent down and reached out to pat the drunken young man's shoulder, and said softly, "Big brother, big brother?"

The drunken young man reached out and scratched his face, clicked his lips twice, and then seemed to fall asleep again.

Seeing this scene, the two glanced at each other and shook their heads with wry smiles.

In the end, Yao Zhenyi reached out to help him, and then carried him back to the temple and put him on the pillar in the temple.

Because this city god temple has been abandoned for a long time, there was originally a statue of a soldier monk there who seemed to be a soldier, but for some reason it fell behind the altar.

It was only when the young man leaned against the pillar that he was holding the drunken young man with the sword on his back that he was able to see the "collapsed" idol.

People in the world often say that there are gods in the head, but how many people can ask themselves whether they have done the dark thing under the lamp, whether they have done it or not, or have they done more or less?

Shaking his head, putting aside these distractions, Yao Zhenyi turned around and took some weeds for the drunken young man to cover his body, and when he was ready, he smiled at Qin Xiao who was standing aside.

Yao Zhenyi asked softly to the scholar, "Don't rest?"

Qin Xiao stretched, then shook his head with a smile, "No, those little sleepiness has been driven away." ”

After saying that, he glanced at the drunken young man leaning against the pillar with his eyes closed.

The handsome scholar's eyes narrowed slightly, making it impossible to guess what was going on in his mind.

Yao Zhenyi nodded, leaving Qin Xiang standing beside the fire that was almost burning, and returned to the temple gate alone, and began to practice boxing.

Qin Xiao stood for a while, then sat down by the fire, picked up a branch and threw it in, causing a little crackling spark.

He turned around and stared at the young man practicing boxing with interest, and then the more he looked at it, the more strange he felt, his eyebrows furrowed, not only was it weird, but even the boxing was strange.

I saw Yao Zhenyi punching while walking on the pile, and his mind was immersed in it, and the punch handed out his sleeve actually brought a little wind breaking sound.

The most strange thing is that there are traces of ordinary boxing moves, but the boy's boxing seems to have no way, and even looks like a "crazy demon boxing".

After a while, Qin Xiang suddenly asked out loud, "Yao Zhenyi, who taught you this boxing technique?"

After speaking, Qin Xiang immediately realized that there was something wrong in his words, and it was the most taboo to ask about the root of the matter when he walked outside, and the two of them just met in Pingshui.

Hearing this, the young man was stunned and stopped, and smiled as if he didn't care, "A person who taught me very well, but what's wrong?"

Qin Xiao pondered for a while, and said solemnly, "Its shape is like a merger of internal and external, and there is a bit of strange fist intent between you punching and handing your fists." ”

Then he shook his head with a smile and added, "But it's good that you've heard what I said, after all, I'm not a martial arts expert." ”

Yao Zhenyi nodded, he didn't know the mystery of this "Dao Fist Eight Styles" very well, but Liang Zhongnian taught him the changes before, so he could go on.

Seeing that Qin Xiang was no longer speechless, he walked the pile again, this fist eight style has been practiced a lot, and it actually makes people more and more energetic, without the slightest feeling of exhaustion.

And this also made Yao Zhenyi more and more curious, who created this set of boxing techniques......

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Next

In the City God Temple, Qin Xiang supported his head with his hands, sitting next to the fire that had become charred black ashes.

"Well... Uhh

Qin Xiang's hand slid a little, and when he opened his eyes, he saw at a glance that the drunken young man from last night was leaning over and staring at him with a smile.

"Ahh

Yao Zhenyi was carrying some wild fruits picked from the mountains in his arms, and as soon as he stepped into the temple, he heard an exclamation.

He ran in to take a look, and saw the drunken young man who had been drunk last night spreading his hands at him, shrugging his shoulders and smiling.

Qin Xiang, on the other hand, stood up and stretched out his hand to point at the young man with the sword on his back.

After seeing Yao Zhenyi carrying the wild fruit in his arms, the young man with the sword on his back suddenly had his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward without any confusion, picked up one and took a bite, chewing the wild fruit in his mouth and smiled vaguely, "First meeting!"

After speaking, he bit one in his mouth, picked up another wild fruit and wiped it, looking like it was ripe.

Qin Xiao tugged at his mouth, he really had never seen such a cheeky person.

Yao Zhenyi was okay, and smiled at the young man with the sword on his back, "When we meet for the first time, my name is Yao Zhenyi, and I am a martial artist in the body refining realm. ”

He still hasn't said anything, and now in addition to not having a natal flying sword, he doesn't know if he is a sword cultivator. Hence the self-proclaimed martial arts.

The young man with the sword on his back inadvertently caught a glimpse of the red gourd on the young man's waist, sighed lightly, and then his expression instantly returned to normal, wiped his hands after eating the wild fruit, and said with a smile, "My name is Jia Yibing, and I am a swordsman, the kind with very high swordsmanship." ”

After speaking, he shook the long sword behind him and motioned to the two of them, "Oh, the sword is here."

Qin Xiang said angrily, "Qin Xiang, study." ”

As soon as the words fell, the young man with the sword on his back who called himself Jia Yibing suddenly stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to hold Qin Xiang's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Brother Qin is still a scholar!

"Put your ...... Take it away!" Qin Xiao said as he almost gritted his teeth and trembled.

Jia Yibing sneered, retracted his hand, and then said with a smile, "Mistake, mistake." ”

Yao Zhenyi smiled at the two and said, "Okay, okay, since everyone gathers here, it's fate." ”

Then he said again, "I have to go north, and then I will be separated from the two of you here." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jia Yibing slapped his thigh violently, startling the two of them, only to see him laugh and laugh, "Fate, fate! Brother Yao is going to the Fengling ferry twenty miles away??"

Hearing this, Yao Zhenyi nodded, but he didn't hide it.

Jia Yibing said with a smile, "If that's the case, then I will go forward with Brother Yao, anyway, I am also going to the Heavenly Master Mansion of the Sword Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the Jingli Dynasty." ”

Qin Xiang, who had not made a sound on the side, laughed this time, "Ask the Sword Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion???I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet!, it's up to you??"

Jia Yibing's old face flushed, and he reached out and touched his nose awkwardly, and then nodded with a smile.

When Yao Zhenyi heard this, he felt a sigh in his heart, and asked softly, "Why did Brother Jia ask the Sword Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion?"

Qin Xiang rolled his eyes, you will believe whatever he says, if he wants to say that it is the reincarnation of the Da Luo Immortal, you will also believe it?!

Jia Yibing still looked smiling, "There is no reason." I just want to know if their thunder is fast, or my sword is fast. ”

"Don't be ashamed. "Qin Xiang really can't stand this person, how can he be so thick-skinned.

Yao Zhenyi nodded without saying a word, then turned his head to Qin Xiang and asked, "Brother Qin, what about you?"

Qin Xiao pondered for a while, and then slowly spoke, "I'm also going to the Wutong Academy." ”

Wutong Academy and Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master's Mansion are all out of the territory of the Han Dynasty, and the direction of Yao Zhenyi's going is the same, and he also promised the Yunwei Daoist to go to Longhu Mountain.

Since this is the case, he smiled and said, "Then let's go on the road together, so that we can take care of it." ”

When the words fell, both of them had no objections, and nodded with a smile. The three of them walked out of the City God's Temple to the north, and twenty miles away was the Fengling Ferry.

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