Chapter 14: But it is especially comforting to do good deeds, don't ask about the future

Why is Yang Tiexin here? It turns out that Yang Tiexin is the distant uncle of Yang An'er and Yang Miaozhen's brother and sister. Yang Tiexin was chased and killed by Duan Tiande and fell into the cliff, but fortunately, there was a branch to support him and he picked up his life. Looking for his beloved wife everywhere, he couldn't help but find the body of his righteous brother Guo Xiaotian, and put his righteous brother into the ground first. has been looking for Bao Xiweak and sister-in-law Li Ping, and has been looking for Yangjiazhuang in Hongze Town, how can Yang An'er's father let him go when he sees his cousin coming. begged Yang Tiexin to leave the helper to take care of the Grange and teach Yang An'er the Yang family's marksmanship. A few years later, Yang Tiexin included the orphan girl Mu Nianci as a righteous daughter, and asked Mu Nianci to be playmates with Yang Miaozhen, who was two years younger. Yang Miaozhen is indeed a martial arts wizard, just eight years old, and she has almost learned the Yang family's marksmanship to be extremely proficient, even her brother Yang An'er can beat her.

A month ago, Huang Yaoshi passed by Yangjiazhuang and saw Yang Miaozhen's exquisite marksmanship, and couldn't help but itch. With the Yang family gun and jade flute swordsmanship in detail, the original pear flower marksmanship. Huang Yaoshi accepted Yang Miaozhen as an apprentice and carefully taught pear flower marksmanship. It is to let the pear flower marksmanship compete with Hong Qigong's dog-beating stick method in the future, and compete for the first position in the martial arts.

Later, Hong Qigong heard about this and came to Yangjiazhuang to see Yang Miaozhen's pear flower marksmanship. Sure enough, the pear blossom marksmanship is no worse than the dog-beating stick method, and it is a little stronger when it comes to battle. Because a gun can be used as a stick, but a stick cannot be used as a gun, and a gun has one more advantage than a stick to be sharp and hurt. Before Hong Qigong left, he saw Mu Nianci feeding porridge to a hungry and faint Huazi outside the door. Moved in his heart, he taught Mu Nianci a set of leisurely palm techniques.

This is all for later, so I won't mention it for the time being.

Huang Yaoshi caught up with Yang Lian Zhenjia's master and apprentice, and unceremoniously, the jade flute swordsmanship stabbed Yang Lian Zhenjia with a wave of his arm. Yang Lian Zhenjia hurriedly sacrificed the five emperor skulls, which could only be the Five Emperor Skull Array.

The five skulls are as yin as the wind, the black qi is vertical and horizontal, and the yin poison is empty. Huang Yaoshi saw that it was really powerful, and Yang Lian Zhenjia couldn't get close to him at all. He could only snap his fingers and hit it with a bullet stone, and was bounced back by the five skulls.

Huang Yaoshi didn't expect such a result at all, and the skull formation of the Five Emperors of the Fan Monk was a draw. Huang Yaoshi could only harass all the way and delay Yang Lian Zhenjia's time. Try to let Hong Qigong dig up the treasure in front of him.

Along the way, Yang Lian Zhenjia was made disgraced by Huang Yaoshi's finger power. With only five skulls to drive, the power of the "Ten Emperor Skull Array" was greatly reduced. It can still be dealt with in a short time, but after a long time, it will definitely be broken by Huang Yaoshi. Therefore, Yang Lian Zhenjia took care of his life and fled all the way to the Mongolian desert, where did he dare to go to Songshan Shaolin Temple to get treasure?

Seeing Yang Lian Zhenjia fleeing into the desert, Huang Yaoshi retreated to the Central Plains. If you fight with all your strength, it is completely possible to defeat Yang Lian Zhenjia, but then you will also be hit by the yin poison of the skull. Huang Yaoshi knew that although he was a holy hand of medicine concoction, he could not unravel the skull yin poison. Moreover, he was obsessed with martial arts, and secretly hoped that Yang Lian Zhenjia would gather ten skulls and then break the formation to kill him. Only then can he be regarded as completely avenging Patriarch Yuan Tiangang! Huang Yaoshi was secretly startled by his own selfishness, Yang Lian Zhenjia was a heinous bastard! If he secretly let him go, wouldn't he help him to commit abuse? Since then, how many emperors and generals' tombs have been stolen, and how many bones will be violent in the wilderness!

Along the way, I was thinking a lot, and when I arrived at the back mountain of Songshan Shaolin Temple, I saw Hong Qigong, Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and other martial arts heroes, and took out the treasures. Dozens of large and small boxes, and a dozen wagons were crammed to the brim.

Hong Qigong said happily: "Little doll, by the way, it's Zhang Xiaoguan." With so much treasure, it can help tens of thousands of poor people! The merit is as great as the sky! Huang Laoxi, you say yes?"

Huang Yaoshi touched Zhang Junbao's head and said, "Seventh brother, but who knows that Xiao Junbao did it?

Zhang Junbao's face turned red, knowing that everyone was praising him. said softly: "I didn't do anything, I just saw this secret, of course, it was all done by the old Hong seniors and the righteous father Qiu Zhenren led by the heroes." ”

Qiu Zhenren said with some pride: "The poor people don't take credit, as long as they help the poor people, why do you need to know who did it?"

Hong Qigong laughed: "Qiu Zhenren, don't listen to Huang Lao's jealous words. How could a martial arts master care about such a trivial matter? He was happy about this matter, so he said a few more words. How have people in the rivers and lakes ever seen a generation of martial arts grandmaster Huang Yaoshi rambling some tasteless nonsense? Today is a rare one. ”

Huang Yaoshi suddenly lost his masterly demeanor, and took a sip in the direction of Hong Qigong, and said, "It's your gluttonous cat-like beggar's head, so you are rambling nonsense... People with our identities all say tasteful......" said halfway, and felt that he was called an old man, and this sentence was not easy to come back to.

Hong Qigong then laughed nonstop, a mountain wind rushed into his throat, and he couldn't help coughing, a little happy and sad.

Seeing Hong Qigong coughing and blushing, Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but smile. Huang Yaoshi has always been a master of the rivers and lakes, and he will never laugh unscrupulously like Hong Qigong. Huang Yaoshi really wanted to say: Seventh brother, don't laugh, I see your stomach......

Qiu Zhenren couldn't help but shake his head, the two of them, who had never seen a generation of martial arts masters, were so happy to talk nonsense. Where is there still the appearance of a martial arts master?

Zhang Junbao thought it was very interesting, watching the two of them fight, while being silly.

Time flies, time flies like an arrow. Eleven years have passed, and Zhang Junbao has grown into a sixteen-year-old boy with a long body. After eleven years of hard work and hard work in Shaolin Temple, the most superficial kung fu of Shaolin Temple, such as King Kong Palm, can actually open the stele and crack the stone, which is also considered to the extreme. As a lay disciple of the Qing Dynasty, he is not qualified to contact advanced martial arts like the warrior monks in the temple. Zhang Junbao has learned more about the methods of acupoints, pulse recognition, medication, acupuncture and other methods of treating diseases and saving people. The cactus is an inexhaustible wealth left by Jigong to Zhang Junbao, which contains solid internal cultivation. Jigong is a Buddhist monk, but his martial arts are Taoist exercises. Its skill has been on par with the contemporary five uniques. Otherwise, you can't wear clothes all day long, and the cold and heat will not invade. In particular, the cactus is a style of play, originally the opponent thought that the palm would directly attack the shoulder, but in fact, the palm was around the opponent's arm and hit the chest. The common name is called: the palm that can turn. When the cactus is used, it pays attention to the light body like longitudinal, and the light exercise body method is the most unique, which is called: light cloud vertical. Originally, Zhang Junbao had eaten goldenrod since he was a child, and his body was already as light as a swallow. After cultivating the light clouds, the light gong has been alone in the rivers and lakes.

At this time, Qiu Zhenren was about to set off and go to the Great Snow Mountain in the Western Regions to meet Genghis Khan. I heard that the Mongols swept through the countries of the Western Regions, and after attacking the city, they plundered wealth and slaughtered countless people. Qiu Zhenren is grateful that God has the virtue of a good life, how can he bear to have innocent people slaughtered! Although it is not my Chinese people who suffer, life is just as precious.

Qiu Zhenren brought eighteen disciples, one apprentice, and his righteous son Zhang Junbao, a total of twenty-one people. Sleeping in the open air, through the desert all the way to the west.

Zhang Junbao just finished untying his hand, got on his horse and galloped, chasing Qiu Chuji and others. Half an hour away. Suddenly, a violent storm broke out, and a huge tornado rolled in the oblique spurs. Sandstorms are common in deserts, but tornadoes are rare. Originally, the wind and sand had not stopped all day, and the sky was dusk, and the surrounding sky was already dark. The tornado is getting closer and closer, and a black dragon is connected to the sky above and the ground below, and the center of the storm is like a ghost crying wolf, which is terrifying.

Zhang Junbao couldn't open his eyes anymore, holding the reins in one hand and covering his eyes with the other, barely making out the road from the gap between his fingers. Zhang Junbao, who grew up in Shaolin Temple, has never seen a tornado, and with such a violent wrath of the heavens, no one is afraid of a three-soul out-of-body. He just wanted to get back to the team as soon as possible and get to his father-in-law's side.

Suddenly, Zhang Junbao found two vague shadows spinning in the center of the tornado, which seemed to be a person on the top and a horse on the bottom. The two shadows were so close that the person above was still pulling the reins of the horse, otherwise the person would have flown into the air, and would not be a foot or two above the ground.

If he doesn't think about it, he immediately gallops into the storm, and of course he will not let go of the reins. I wanted to rush into the storm and pull that man, but two horses and two people should be heavier and fall back to the ground easily. Saving a life is better than creating a seven-level floating slaughter, although Zhang Junbao is a lay disciple, he grew up in Shaolin Temple since he was a child, and the teachings of Buddhism have been engraved in his bones.

Entering the center of the storm, Zhang Junbao could no longer open his eyes, the sand grains were like knives, and a man and a horse were hovering rapidly in the storm.

Coincidentally, both men and one horse in the storm clung to the reins and wrapped them together with the reins as the center. The horse below is attached to the horse, and the person above is attached to the person. The two touched each other at the same time, and immediately hugged each other tightly with one hand, and the reins did not dare to let go of the reins.

Just hugged it, the other party quickly wrapped his legs around Zhang Junbao's waist, and the dantian part of the lower abdomen was completely squeezed together with Zhang Junbao. Sixteen-year-old Zhang Junbao, although he lives in Shaolin Temple for a long time and rarely goes down the mountain, female pilgrims are still common.

Zhang Junbao was hovering and dizzy, and the lower abdomen in his arms was tightly clinging, and there was a trace of true qi. Both of them are Taoist internal strength, because of the same lineage. The other party's true qi entered his own dantian qi sea, and he actually stimulated his own true qi. True Qi traveled rapidly in the meridians around the body, stirring endlessly. Obviously, his internal strength has increased a lot in a short period of time. At this time, Zhang Junbao was no longer dizzy, and was sober and abnormally pranayama under the guidance of the other party's true qi. Your own true qi can already merge with the other party's true qi, and through the dantian and breast acupoints, it can wander through the two bodies. It seems that the two true qi work together to dredge the meridians of the two people, and their power is doubled. His true qi is much weaker than that of the other party, but it is growing rapidly, and his body can clearly perceive it.

Gradually, the hovering and the storm no longer felt uncomfortable and painful, and the two of them cultivated into a realm of selflessness. It seemed that on top of a clear river, the two of them were cultivating in the air. The mountains and forests on both sides of the river are stacked and green, and a canopy boat in the middle of the river is reflected in the vast smoke and waves...... Innate and congenital, cultivating the natural skills of the Dao.

During the cultivation, the two hearts seemed to have begun to meet, and their feelings were intertwined.....

At this time, two people and two horses were thrown out of the center of the storm at the same time, and the tornado weakened and left. Both men stood in high spirits. The two horses were miserable, and they both struggled to get up, and then they stumbled and fell, foaming from their mouths. After several struggles, the two horses finally fell to the ground, prostrate on the ground, close together, and looked obliquely at their respective masters. The horse meant: I'm sorry master, we brothers really can't get up.

The two of them were close at hand, the wind and sand were still raging, their clothes and hair were still fluttering, and the sand was still hitting their faces and eyelids. But the two pairs of eyes stared at each other.

It is a face that is difficult to find in the world, like a pink hibiscus in a hundred flowers - delicate, beautiful flowers, beautiful and unbeatable.

Love is also infatuated

God knows, love is like medicine

Holding hands, looking back and smiling

Last night was still thorny

How drunk and lying on peony today

Isn't it, isn't it

The wind comes and the two leaves are clinging

The rain goes to the spring and the glory of Huashao

I just think

Clouds make skirts and flowers make jackets

The heart is full of wants, wants, wants - fascinated by butterflies