The wind is sad outside the plug, and the ice of the Jiaohe River has ended. Hanhai 100 heavy waves, Yin Mountain thousands of miles of snow.

It was a cold winter, just as the poem said, and even exceeded. Outside the vast expanse, the ice is frozen, people are stepping on the barren fields, there are ice slags everywhere, and the few rivers have been frozen. Herds of cattle and sheep were either frozen to death or slaughtered.

The predominantly nomadic Mongols built tents with felt to shelter from the wind and snow, and more than 200 miles northwest of Datong Province, hundreds of tents were connected in groups. In addition to the Mongols, there are also many Han Chinese, either slaves or merchants.

"When the red dragon comes, it is easy to go crazy? It should be the blood rushing into the pulse, causing the spirit to be excited. Three edges and two coins, turmeric three coins, safflower one coin, raw rhubarb three coins, licorice one coin, decoction with water. ”

Although the snow had subsided and the cold wind was blowing, there was a queue outside a tent, and people were coming in and out one after another. A crisp voice came from the tent, there were still people practicing medicine in this barbarian land? Seeing that the person who practiced medicine was only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a felt coat, and looking quite delicate, but his black and white eyes lacked some vitality, and he was obviously blind.

As he spoke about the prescription, he picked up the wine gourd at his waist and poured it into his mouth. It seems that he is in a hurry, and he can't help but burp, and the rich smell of wine spreads in all directions. The Mongolians who saw the doctor were not surprised to see it, but praised it: "Good amount of alcohol!"

Behind him, an old monk dressed in a hundred robes skillfully took out the appropriate amount of medicinal materials from the various medicine boxes, packed them and handed them to the Mongolian man. The Mongolian man grinned and took the medicine bag and bowed respectfully to the old monk.

The two of them were busy all day in this way, and those who saw the doctor had to give some cheese, milk, wine, and meat strips, and some trivial gold and silver. I was so embarrassed that I didn't have anything to say to the old monk, and those Mongolian men would often bow down to the old monk and sincerely recite one or two Buddha horns.

"Old monk, our medicine is running out, it is the change of season, there are many people suffering from wind and cold recently, and Guizhi needs to buy more. The boy said.

"Little Taoist, how about it, my Buddha said that saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, and you have been treating people for half a month, right?" The young man was obviously dressed as an ordinary person, but the old monk called him a little Taoist.

It turned out that this young man was Bai Yujing, who escaped from the hands of the snakehead by luck, and was saved by the old monk under the thunder and fire at that time, so he was saved from a disaster. It's just that although the old monk's medical skills are excellent, he has never encountered Bai Yujing's symptoms of blindness caused by the five elements of the five internal organs, and he can't cure Bai Yujing's eyes. However, thinking that Bai Yujing was because the liver wood gas was too strong, the old monk thought of a way to overcome the wood with fire, the wine was as strong as fire, and drinking strong wine could just damage the liver wood qi.

Therefore, Bai Yujing has been following the old monk to study medicine for more than a year, while wandering around this vast blockage. I don't leave the wine every day, and I have to drink a few pots of wine every day. Of course, Seon was not blessed to lose his horse, and when he could see outside with his eyes, he had a lot of thoughts, and the fetal breath had stopped moving since he entered the country.

But now I can't see external objects, and I am often drunk, and my mind is suddenly empty, I can't think of anything, no matter walking, sitting or lying down, I can fall asleep instantly, and I am not affected by the outside world at all. For more than a year, Bai Yujing has derived true qi at a speed beyond people's imagination, flowing through the twelve righteous meridians, and reaching the true qi Zhou Tian cycle.

After all, ordinary people must practice the exercises with their knees crossed and calm their qi, and work hard to strengthen their true qi, and it will not take more than one or two hours at most. After a long time, it is easy to go crazy. And Bai Yujing relies on the fetal breath meridian, as long as he sleeps the true qi, he will run himself, he used to sleep only at night, but now he can fall asleep no matter walking, sitting or lying, and his practice for one day is almost worth ten days and a half months for ordinary people.

This can also be regarded as a drink and a peck, losing the east corner, and harvesting the mulberry elm.

The old monk was very satisfied with Bai Yujing, although he couldn't see it, but his understanding and memory were far beyond ordinary people. As long as he said all kinds of herbal prescriptions once, Bai Yujing could keep them in mind, and even adjust the prescriptions according to the medicinal properties of the herbs when encountering various diseases, with the main and auxiliary of the monarch and ministers.

It's a pity that Bai Yujing is a little Taoist, which makes him very dissatisfied.

"Great monk, we can save them, but we can't save them for a while. Just like after the autumn of last year, Altan Khan led his troops to besiege the right guard of Datong Mansion for nearly half a year, and there were countless casualties on both sides. Two days ago, I heard Baltu say that for the sake of the Red Gate Horse Market, Altan Khan may have to raise troops again after this autumn. Bai Yujing said slowly, "The ancients used to live in the clouds, clouds, and wild cranes, so where can the rivers and the sky not fly? Old monk, why do you have to stay outside the fortress? The land of the Ming Dynasty is 30,000 miles, where can you not practice medicine?"

These words have been holding Bai Yujing's heart for a long time, and he finally said it.

The old monk was obviously stunned, he didn't expect Bai Yujing to ask this question. After a little hesitation, he was indifferent again, and said with a smile: "Since you asked, I have nothing to hide from the monk." ”

"I was originally a Shaolin disciple, and the people in the rivers and lakes called the three idiot monks......"

Bai Yujing was also slightly surprised when he heard him say this, since ancient times, the rivers and lakes have been respected by Shaolin. If it weren't for Taizong's admiration for Wudang in this dynasty and the suppression of the Demon Sect with the power of Wudang, Wudang would not have been able to rise. Even if this is the case, it is only South Wudang and North Shaolin, side by side.

Of course, Bai Yujing is still too young to hear of the name of the Three Idiot Monks. The three idiots are not so much the three idiots as the three idiots, the three uniques of poetry, books and swords.

"Later, when I broke the vows, the old monk fell in love with a girl......"

Bai Yujing obviously felt that the old monk's expression softened.

"She was the daughter of Chahar, and when I was forging a sword outside the Saiwai, I met her, and she was riding a white horse, as pure and beautiful as the goddess of the Buddhist scriptures. I broke the vows, and I shouldn't have brought her to Shaolin, I want to return the ......."

Speaking of this, the old monk's voice was a little low, and sadness flashed in his eyes.

"She's dead, I didn't know it was a conspiracy of the Demon Sect thieves, I mistakenly thought it was the Master of the Discipline Hall who killed her......" Speaking of this old monk, Bai Yujing could also imagine it. "In this way, I betrayed Shaolin and came back to this place, and I stayed here for more than 40 years......"

"This is the place where we met for the first time, and the Buddha said that after death there will be an afterlife, and I want to see her again. ”

This night, the old monk said a lot of words, and also introduced two swords to Bai Yujing. One was a soft sword at his waist, and the other was hidden in a sword case, a swarthy heavy sword that had not been sharpened. The name of the heavy sword is sunset, and the name of the soft sword is Lone Smoke, it is the girl who got the name, and it is said that the scenery outside the plug is only these two forever.

Bai Yujing had insomnia, he had never had such an experience, even when his eyes could still see things, he had never had insomnia. The old Taoist priest once said that he was most suitable for fetal breath menstruation, he could sleep with his eyes closed, and he was not easy to have distracting thoughts.

But this night, he sometimes dreamed of a girl in a fiery red dress riding a red horse and leading him to gallop on the grassland, watching the straight wolf smoke and the poignant sunset. From time to time, I dreamed of the stubborn girl on Wudang Mountain, who didn't eat or drink, and disappeared again when he stepped forward.

The next day, the first thing the old monk said when he saw Bai Yujing was: "Today I will teach you a sword technique." ”

Bai Yujing was slightly stunned, he suddenly thought of the man who taught him boxing, boxing is swordsmanship, and swordsmanship is just an extension of boxing. Although I hadn't practiced for a long time, I still remembered every move.

The old monk ignored it and pulled him away against the snowstorm.

After walking for more than two hours to a nearby highest hill, the old monk chanted a Buddha horn and said: "The people of the rivers and lakes call me the three idiots of poetry, calligraphy and sword, but in the past forty years, I have basically put down the pen and paper, but the two swords have not been abandoned. ”

"These two swords have followed me for so many years. Wang Majie said: The desert is lonely and straight, and the sun sets on the long river. I've been thinking that there are paintings in the poem, and there is no swordsmanship in this poem. Back then, Mingyue Nu used Taibai poems to do swordsmanship......"

Speaking of this, the old monk suddenly smiled and said, "Speaking of which, the heir of the Mingyue Slave has the same name and surname as you, and is also called Bai Yujing." Bai Yujing founded the Taibai Sword Sect, the first sword sect in the rivers and lakes, and occupied the pinnacle of sword dao for eight hundred years. She can be a moon slave, why can't I?"

"Over the years, with this poem, I have also learned a swordsmanship. ”

The old monk suddenly touched the soft sword on his waist, and suddenly the sword light slashed, drawing a circle, and the energy swirled, and it actually produced boundless suction, as if an invisible aura appeared, condensing the snow in the sky, like the sunset. Suddenly, a sword stabbed straight ahead, and the flying snow in the sky instantly turned into a sharp arrow piercing the void and shooting into the distance, like the straight solitary smoke. In this short move, there are round and straight, urgent and slow, rigid and soft, dynamic and static, defensive and offensive, and the end is unpredictable.

It's a pity that Bai Yujing is blind and has no chance to see him. The old monk seemed to think of this, and saw him standing behind Bai Yujing, holding Bai Yujing's hand: "The sword light is swirling, and luck is like Zhou Tian Mixed Yuan, so that you can seal the opponent's moves, and then find an opportunity to quickly stab with a sword, and you can hit the enemy's vital point." You have to explore the urgency of it. ”

"The so-called impermanence of moves, the two sides beckon, nothing more than offense and defense. ”

When the old monk spoke, Bai Yujing suddenly thought of Uncle Zhang Songxi's turtle and snake fist, as the old monk said, its defensive posture was not as good as the turtle, although the action was slow, but the defense was not leaky. And when attacking, it is like the snake, hiding in the grass and showing its fangs, which makes people unguardable. In a trance, Bai Yujing's original understanding of the boxing method instantly became clear.

When the old monk let go of his hand, he involuntarily started a turtle and snake fist.

The old monk thought Bai Yujing's movements were strange at first, but when he saw the back, the horror in his heart was indescribable: "Who created this boxing technique?

Bai Yujing's body is like a turtle, his steps are like a snake, in the snow, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, the endless wind and snow are fluttering, and before it falls on him, there seems to be an invisible aura that melts it. I don't know if it was a moment or half an hour, the old monk was surprised to find that Bai Yujing seemed to be asleep.

His eyes were closed, his expression was serene, and he even stopped breathing, but his body shape and fist technique were not chaotic at all, and even more natural, with a combination of rigidity and softness, yin and yang.

Bai Yujing's state at this time was not even clear to him, and he felt that the world was silent when he practiced boxing. It seemed that there was nothing in the whole world but himself. It was an incomparably mysterious feeling, the true qi of the fetal breath meridian passed through the Zhubin acupoint and went straight to the Qimen acupoint, and then rushed into the Yangwei vein, but the true qi did not continue and could not be penetrated.

In the eyes of the old monk, the air flow around Bai Yujing's body surged, as if a turtle and snake were entrenched, and the wind and snow were sometimes absorbed into a ball, and sometimes they collapsed. Suddenly, Bai Yujing trembled and opened his eyes.

The old monk hurriedly walked to Bai Yujing's side, clasped Bai Yujing's wrist, and as soon as his true qi moved, he felt a huge force attacking him before he entered Bai Yujing's body, flicked his hand away, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Are you opening up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra?"

Bai Yujing was a little confused, felt the true qi in his body a little, and said slowly: "I inadvertently understood the principle of yin and yang just now, the true qi has penetrated the yin dimensional vein, and I originally wanted to break through the yang dimensional vein, but unfortunately I couldn't continue to do my best. ”

When the old monk heard this, he was even more shocked in his heart, how old Bai Yujing was, he never thought that Bai Yujing had already opened up the twelve canons and was ready to break through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra. When this spreads, the whole rivers and lakes will be a sensation. Generally, the true qi can be regarded as an elder in all sects and factions, and if the eight veins of the Qi Sutra are passed, the true qi will be completed, and there will not be many in the entire rivers and lakes. What he didn't know was that Bai Yujing was born to be the governor of the second vein, and after calculating that there were only five strange scriptures left, he could form the inner and outer Zhou Tian. Otherwise, you will be shocked. Suddenly, a voice came from a distance: "Master, master, you go quickly......"