The next day, the weather began to clear, and the red vinegar-like peach branches faintly saw flower bones, and spring quietly walked towards Dingzhou.

Guo Xueqin walked into her mother Wang's room, "Mother, the day before yesterday, the traitor Guo Shangjiu went to the mourning hall and damaged the ancestral spiritual position, and it has not been sorted out so far, I want to tidy it up and clean it up to tell the ancestor to be heroic." ”

"Of course it's good, thanks to your thoughtfulness. Mrs. Wang said happily, "You can take Jia Gongzi with you, he is also the current acting head." ”

"It's still thoughtful. Guo Xueqin happily left Mrs. Wang's house and walked straight to Jia Mengle.

"Mother asked you to go with me to tidy up the ancestral mourning hall. Guo Xueqin said.

"Me?" Jia Mengle pointed to himself in surprise, and said suspiciously, "I'm not your Guo family, and I'm not even a disciple of Fengmen, how can I go to your ancestral mourning hall to tidy up?"

"As the head of the Fengmen Dynasty, you should go to pay tribute to the ancestors of the Guo family, not to mention that this is your mother's order, of course you have to listen. Guo Xueqin said angrily, her anger came from the fact that Jia Mengle was really not from the Guo family, nor was she from the wind gate.

"Your ancestral mourning hall is a forbidden place for the wind, no one is allowed to enter, how can I enter?" Jia Mengle is a thousand, ten thousand reluctant.

"Well, I haven't been in there either. Guo Xueqin was arguing with Jia Mengle. The most powerful thing about a woman is not martial arts, but one crying, two troubles and three hangings, under Guo Xueqin's crying, Jia Mengle can only surrender.

"Okay, I'll go, but we must let the disciples know, otherwise we will trespass into the mourning hall again, and it will be a capital crime." Jia Mengle said with a smile.

"It's not easy, let's gather everyone and explain the situation, won't we?" Guo Xueqin said.

"This is a good idea, let's gather everyone here and explain it clearly!" they said, the two walked to the hall, gathered all the disciples, and said, "Senior brothers and junior brothers, a few days ago, the traitor Guo Shangjiu entered the ancestral mourning hall and made a mess of it. After Guo Xueqin gave the order, she took Jia Mengguang and Sun Xiangyuan towards the mourning hall.

The mourning hall has long been a mess, dusty, tables, legs and chairs are all over the ground, the incense has already fallen to the ground, all kinds of spirit cards have fallen to the ground, since the death of Guo Zhentian, no one else has come here to clean, even if someone comes, they are all taking advantage of the night, they are all here to find things.

"Alas, it's such a mess, how to clean it up?" Sun Xiangyuan couldn't help but sigh when he saw it.

"Take your time, one day won't work, two days, two days won't make three days, you have to clean it up. Jia Mengle began to clean up disapprovingly.

I am not tired of working, I am tired of watching, for several days in a row, Jia Mengle, Guo Xueqin, and Sun Xiangyuan are all tidying up in the ancestral mourning hall, and they are finally in shape, and the spirit cards have been stacked neatly according to the height, and the tables and chairs are placed one by one, "It's finally done, three whole days." Sun Xiangyuan sat down in his chair and drank tea contentedly.

"Let's get it quickly, it's going to be dark! Or I'll have to come tomorrow!" Seeing that the sky was getting darker, they had to light the lamp and quickly clean it up, Guo Xueqin put the spiritual seat of Guo Zhangmen into it, and then lit the incense and inserted it on the incense, wisps of green smoke fluttered non-stop, and Guo Xueqin knelt on the ground reverently.

"Rest in peace, Dad. Guo Xueqin kowtowed filial piety, and when he kowtowed for the third time, suddenly a white light hit the sky, and something floated down from the roof, which turned out to be a robe.

Jia Mengle, Sun Xiangyuan and Guo Xueqin were stunned, at this time, two black-clothed people flew over, almost at the same time to get the robe that floated down, only to hear the "click" sound, the robe was torn in half, the two were unwilling to each other, each volleyed a palm, only to hear the sound of "boom", the two were shocked to the corner at the same time, and the things that had just been packed up were once again "sparse" and poured into a piece.

Guo Xueqin was about to step forward, but was stopped by Jia Mengle, he didn't let her go, the two saw this, didn't say a word, each turned over and jumped up, and continued to greet each other, only to see that the two of them had roughly the same moves, but the moves were fatal, the two were sometimes like a giant python and a snake, sometimes like a peng spreading their wings, and sometimes like a tiger and a lion.

"Yin Yang Baguazhang!" Guo Xueqin couldn't help shouting loudly, this is the Fengmen Yin Yang Baguazhang, including python-shaped, lion-shaped, tiger-shaped, bear-shaped, snake-shaped, horse-shaped, monkey-shaped, Peng-shaped, a total of eight shapes. Each shape is a hexagram palm, and the eight shapes are eight pan palms. A hexagram palm is also called a plate palm, divided into eight potential palms. One potential palm is divided into three palms, and one percent palm is composed of multiple palms, totaling one hundred and ninety-two palms.

The two of you come and go, regardless of victory or defeat, and now when the two are fighting, suddenly two fat and round black shadows descended from the roof, making a "mountain and sea", and the two palms hit the chests of the two black-clothed people respectively, and the two black-clothed people were like a stone, hitting the wall heavily, and after rolling a few times, they didn't move.

The fat and round man in black stepped forward separately, picked up the two halves of the robe, put it in his arms without looking at it, looked at each other and smiled, jumped up, and was about to leave.

"Two heroes, please leave something, this robe doesn't belong to the two......" Before Jia Mengle finished speaking, the two of them came over with two palms, as the so-called experts stretched out their hands, they knew if there was any, good guys, these two people are very good at kung fu, the internal force is pure, and the palm skills are very tricky.

How dare Jia Mengle slack off, he jumped up and stretched out his hand to block it, but one person was difficult to defeat with four hands, only to see the two of them cooperate with each other, forming a palm wall, overwhelmingly attacking Jia Mengle.

Jia Mengle has never practiced palm fists and feet, he only knows the Zhu family sword, lightning dart, Tianyu sword and whip method, and now he is bare-handed, not to mention that these two people are by no means idle, the palm is the key point, the trick is life, and the cooperation is seamless, Jia Mengle secretly lucked the "Qingjing Sutra", only the ability to parry, and there was no power to fight back.

I saw that one of them suddenly pulled out a fierce tiger heart, this punch, from the perspective of speed and strength, is enough for a thousand catties, Jia Mengle secretly complained, he could only turn over and jump up, who knew that the second man in black had gone behind him, and slapped Jia Mengle heavily on his back, only to see Jia Mengle's body shook slightly, and retreated again and again, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Look at the sword!" Sun Xiangyuan and Guo Xueqin saw that things were not good, so they hurriedly drew their swords and stepped forward. The two fat black-clothed people saw them piercing at the same time, and had to withdraw their hands and come back to the low grade, only to hear the sound of "bell", Sun Xiangyuan's lightning dart was beaten far away, and the other black-clothed man jumped up in the air, turning over his hand to come to a "sticky eighteen-style bird does not fly", this trick is the Tai Chi palm method that has been lost for many years, only to see Sun Xiangyuan and Guo Xueqin's two swords stuck together like magnets, with a loud noise, the two were shocked out of several zhang, and fell heavily on the table of the case, only to see the table fall into a piece, all scattered on the ground.

At this moment, the disciples up and down the wind gate all came, and seeing that Jia Mengle, Sun Xiangyuan and Guo Xueqin were defeated, they all drew their swords and moved forward, and suddenly the sword light was everywhere, and the fallen leaves flew one after another, stabbing straight towards the two fat black-clothed people.

The two fat black-clothed men are really good, secretly using internal strength, using Tai Chi gossip, meaning like a flying flag, qi like clouds, moving and static round support, rigidity and softness, and strange and positive birth. Walking like a swimming dragon, seeing the head but not the tail, swift like the wind, seeing the shadow without seeing the form, looking ahead, suddenly behind, the tables and chairs in the room trembled in an instant, the rubble on the roof suddenly fell, and the two of them became a bright light for a moment, and the bright light became bigger and bigger, making people feel dizzy.

"Retreat!" Before Jia Mengle could shout, all the disciples rolled to the ground one after another. At this time, Dingqing saw that the feet of the two fat black-clothed people showed the "gossip yin and yang fish", which was the long-lost Tai Chi gossip in Wudang.

Jia Mengle knew that these two people were not trivial, and he was afraid that they would hurt his disciples again, so he picked up the sword from the ground, endured the severe pain in his heart and said, "I said two, your Tai Chi gossip can be called the first, but I don't know how the swordsmanship is?"

The two of them didn't say a word, like lightning rushed towards Jia Mengle, Jia Mengle jumped forward, using the nine days of the phoenix dance he had created, only to see him stabbing straight towards the two of them like the wind, and then rushing straight up like a tornado, suddenly turning around and swooping down, the sword light was everywhere, and it hit the two of them.

The two black-clothed people retreated again and again, picked up a table with their hands, and threw it at Jia Mengle fiercely, Jia Mengle secretly complained to himself, and had to quickly split the table, but due to serious internal injuries, he vomited a mouthful of blood again, reluctantly stood up, and used Nan Tiangong's "Tianyu Swordsmanship", only to see the sword light like lightning, like an electric switch, stabbing at the two of them like a galloping cloud, this is the "Tianyu Swordsmanship" of "Volley Killing Dragon", Jia Mengle secretly thought, "The sword peak is in the heart with the vertical and horizontal, the universe lasts forever and a light is born, and the dragon is broken and becomes wishful, and Longshan does not need to climb from now on".

I saw a man in black turn around suddenly, grabbed another man in black, and threw it fiercely towards Jia Mengle's sword light, only to hear a "ah", and the man in black who was thrown out was stabbed by Jia Mengle, and the cold sword stabbed straight to the chest.

"You...... You ......" This man in black turned out to be a woman, and the other man in black was desperate, taking advantage of Jia Mengle's not pulling out his sword, he slapped him in the chest, and then the palm of his hand "crackled" on Jia Mengle's chest like hail, Jia Mengle retreated again and again, only to feel that the liver, viscera, spleen, stomach, and lungs were about to explode, and he couldn't help but vomit blood out of his mouth, and finally was thrown on the spiritual seat of the ancestors of the Guo family.

Seeing that Jia Mengle couldn't move, the man in black stopped his hand, turned around and walked towards the woman in black who was stabbed, Sun Xiangyuan and Guo Xueqin saw Jia Mengle fall to the ground, cried and crawled over, and helped him up.

"Let it go...... Heart...... I... Die... No... The tears of the two women finally woke up Jia Mengle.

"You'll be fine!" Sun Xiangyuan cried, and hurriedly took out the "Soul Rejuvenation Pill" for him to take, this "Soul Rejuvenation Pill" was created by Lord Sun, and it was very good for internal injuries.

"Put... Feel relieved...... I... Not yet...... Marry...... You, won't ...... Die...... Jia Mengle endured the pain and said intermittently.

"Don't talk about it, I'll let you marry when you're ready!" Sun Xiangyuan's cry made all the injured disciples feel sad, "Let's go, let's get out of here." "She wanted to get him away from this place of right and wrong.

"No!" Jia Mengle stopped, "things ...... Not yet... After processing, I ...... No...... Get out of ......," he said, reassuringly.

"None of the people here today want to leave. The man in black roared angrily when he heard that someone was leaving.

"Your Excellency...... Martial arts are strong, we... Already... Those who are dying, why not ...... Seeing each other in real terms also makes us ...... Dead blindly?" Jia Mengle said with difficulty as he endured the pain.

"Hahaha," a burst of laughter shook everyone, "You want to know who I am?" then I'll let you see it, so that you can understand it, and you can also have an explanation to Lord Yama." The man in black lifted the veil of his mystery.

(Who the hell is this person?, please see the next breakdown!)