Seeing Duan Ziyan's pale face, the two yellow-shirted monks helped Duan Ziyan over. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Zen Master Huikong hurriedly picked up the Yijin Sutra to heal her, but seeing Duan Ziyan's face flickering white and purple, there seemed to be countless hot currents gushing out of her body, suddenly leaning forward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, a yellow-shirted monk hurriedly held on, and stuffed a pill into Duan Ziyan's mouth, and when Duan Ziyan's face returned to normal, he said: "Uncle Gang Huikong has healed Miss Duan's internal injuries, and what I gave her just now is the Shaolin Soul Return Recreation Pill, which will definitely make her injuries heal." After that, he took out two sticks of plaster and said: "This is the medicine for Shaolin bruises, although it is not as good as the soul recreation pill, but the effect is also good;

Leng Xiaoyun was about to thank him, and Zen Master Huikong said: "Although Miss Duan was healed by the Yi Jin Sutra, opened up the blocked bloodline, and was also treated by Shaolin medicine, after all, Miss Duan was created by Wudang martial arts, and Leng Daxia still had to go to Wudang to do so." All the monks nodded.

Although Leng Xiaoyun was suspicious, he was still grateful, and took Duan Ziyan down the mountain, and when he thought of going to Wudang, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

When Leng Xiaoyun walked away, Zen Master Huikong said to the yellow-shirted monk: "Although I have cured her, but you can't say it; Xuanzhen, the traitor, pointed out this tricky person to me, I am afraid that there is another deep meaning, once Shaolin is known in the name of mercy in the world, if you save him, he will add a traitor to you out of thin air, and humiliate you in every way to make you lose face; if you don't save it, how can the soul messenger stop with you?" Although I am not afraid of fighting, I am afraid that he will hurt you, and the strength of our faction will be lost, and I will also end up in the name of not being saved in the face of death; I will tell you that the Bodhidharma Patriarch set up rules with the bronze man array, if he really lived, it is the rules set by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, we have to save it, and we will not leave a handle; if he can't pass, he will have nothing to say, and our faction will not be harmed, and he will not hate me. The martial arts conference is approaching once in the past ten years, and my faction has always been shining here, but the last session was robbed of the limelight by the broken love sword Mengyunfei, which made Shaolin dim, this session only Wudang and my Shaolin rivals, I want to take this glory, then the Xuanzhen traitor will want to lose my strength, he will want to dominate the leader;

Duan Ziyan looked very good, Leng Xiaoyun hired a carriage for her to ride, and went straight to Wudang. After these incidents, Zi Yan became more curious about the Soul Drinking Sword, and asked about the Soul Drinking Sword from time to time, and every time he talked about the highlights, he didn't feel very happy; Leng Xiaoyun also felt happy, this was an indescribable happiness, not like the joy of escaping from death after a hundred battles, and not like the relief after the blade of the wicked, he didn't know what it was like, but it seemed to be the happiness he had been longing for—someone to accompany him, no strife, and no deceit.

"You seem to have been born a hero, and the heart of a person who can use such an evil sword is actually kind, I would love to know your birth. Duan Ziyan's language was extremely gentle, so gentle that no one could refuse.

Leng Xiaoyun trembled slightly, the past of his childhood was something he didn't want to touch.

He was an orphan, the Song Dynasty was rotten and weak, and the brute rose, and the wolf smoke burned all the borders. Song was powerless but to cut the land, Leng Xiaoyun's parents had no home, how could the barbarian life be endured by the Song people? Wandering and wandering, wandering and wandering, his parents were killed one day, and it was precisely Song Jun who killed his parents! He did not understand why in the Song area under the rule of the barbarians, they accepted the humiliation of the Jin soldiers and were still bullied by the Song soldiers? He had hatred from then on. For some reason, when the Song army selected them to go to the death squad, he was selected, where he learned to kill, use poison, disguise, and training more terrible than the devil, and when the Song officials told them that they must be ready to die at any time, he was already dead! He killed, killed people like crazy, killed those golden people, killed those who bullied the weak. He was sent to be a killer because he had killed too many enemies, the killer of the imperial court, and here he was trained to be more devilish, including killing his own kind, the children he had chosen with him, he had done it, because he was already dead! He killed the corrupt officials and corrupt officials who had led the court to degeneration, and the frontier generals who were powerful and powerful, but these were like maggots parasitic in carrion, killing one batch after another, and killing them endlessly! Because he had killed too many people, the court gave him a sword, the Soul Drinking Sword! He still kills, as if no matter how many people he kills, he can't eliminate the hatred in his heart. I knew that one day, he went to kill a corrupt official of the imperial court, when he saw the corrupt official's house surrounded by four walls, and saw the corrupt official's wife desperately protecting the baby in his arms, he trembled, and trembled for the first time in his life, because he saw love, and all hatred was so small in the face of love! He did not complete the task, the only time he did not complete it! He escaped, he became the soul messenger who killed all the evil people in the world, but he no longer belonged to the court!

Duan Ziyan listened to him silently and didn't say a word, "I'll play a song for you." After that, she picked up the pipa, lightly tuned the strings, and a song "Yangchun White Snow" slowly popped up, the tune was melodious and joyful, but for some reason, Leng Xiaoyun heard countless sorrows from it, and Leng Xiaoyun did not interrupt, and said after the song was played: "Miss Duan has something on her mind." “

"I'm the same as you!" Duan Ziyan said without a beginning or end, and then stopped talking.

After a few days, I came to the foot of Wudang Mountain, but I saw that the mountain was strange and the grass was overgrown, which was really a good place to cultivate immortals.

But seeing the mountain road in front of him, all the Taoists were waiting at the foot of the mountain, the first one was wearing a golden Taoist crown, a black Taoist robe, a long sword behind his back, his eyebrows and beards were more than a foot long, and his eyes were blazing, like an ethereal immortal, it was the master of Wudang, Taiyi Shenjian Xuanzhen.

Seeing the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen Leng Xiaoyun, he didn't feel that his scalp was numb, but he still stepped forward and bowed deeply: "I heard that the Wudang faction is the master of martial arts, and the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen is the hero of martial arts. ”

The Venerable Master Xuan Zhen also nodded and saluted: "I repaired the book with Shaolin Huikong a few days ago, and asked him to rescue Miss Duan, although you and I have had it, but it has nothing to do with Miss Duan, and Miss Duan was injured by me, please ask Miss Duan if she can be cured?"

Leng Xiaoyun was surprised, and hurriedly said: "Zen Master Huikong once said that he would be cured nine times out of ten, but he was never cured, so I ask the Venerable Master Xuanzhen to help him again." ”

"Please Miss Duan stretch out your hand to me, I should do my best. "Master Xuan Zhen is humane.

Duan Ziyan hurriedly stretched out her hand to him, and after a moment of pulse, Master Xuan Zhen said, "The Shaolin abbot has spoken, and Miss Duan's injuries have healed, so you can rest assured." Leng Xiaoyun wanted to step forward to stop it, but a soldier hurriedly said: "Leng Daxia, don't worry, this is my master to perform the Phaseless Cleansing Technique on Miss Duan, injecting internal force into her body can not only open up the meridians, but also strengthen the body, Miss Duan is so blessed!"

Leng Xiaoyun was grateful, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "I heard that Master Xuanzhen is kind-hearted, I didn't believe it, but today I am convinced, I have been offended a lot before, I hope Master Xuanzhen will punish him!"

"Leng Daxia, please get up, Huikong Xiushu and I talked about the false soul order, I suddenly realized, a few days ago, I heard that the gangster Han Feixue misbehaved, it was all my disciple who has no way, you punished right, you should be killed!" said the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen ashamedly.

"All the martial disciples listen to the order, Han Feixue is to blame, Leng Xiaoyun does the way for the sky, don't trouble Leng Xiaoyun in the future! Han Feixue has a bad character, everyone should take this as a warning in the future!"

Leng Xiaoyun instantly threw himself on the ground and hurriedly said to the Venerable Master Xuanzhen, who admired him: "Master Xie Xuanzhen, but Han Feixue was indeed not killed by me, but I will find out the murderer!"

"Master, I haven't seen you repair books and Shaolin abbots. A strange way.

"I didn't write it in the first place, Huikong framed me, so that Leng Xiaoyun hated me, I will do my plan, let Leng Xiaoyun admire me; Huikong's move is intended for the martial arts conference, don't take it lightly, prepare well, wait for the martial arts conference, Han Feixue's hatred is in the long run! Leng Xiaoyun, I will not let you go!"