I saw that the big man was the first to rush towards the man in black with both palms, making it a thirty-two-style Taizu long fist. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The man in black immediately made a move and blocked with steps, meeting the big man's palms. It turned out to be Kongtong Soul Chasing Fist. After a few moves, he felt that the big man's moves were fierce, and he seemed to be eager to win. Thinking that he still had important things to do, he wanted to solve it quickly.

"Who am I, it turns out to be a miscellaneous boy of the Kongtong faction, there is a kind!" The big man's subordinates kept stopping, and casually uttered a sentence, obviously seeing the number of families made by the comer.

The man in black is Jiang Ruoping, a disciple of the Soul Chasing Sect under the Kongtong Sect, and the other two are his junior disciples. This time, I was ordered by the head of the family to go down the mountain to do business, and I happened to pass through here.

He attacked a few moves in a row at the moment, and when the other party was overwhelmed, he suddenly made a move to push the clouds, which contained strength. Seeing that the big man was about to step back and cut double, he suddenly turned to wrap his wrists around the flowers, and his right palm was infused with real power, and suddenly pushed the window to find the moon and swung it out to hit the opponent's lower abdomen, and the big man took a few steps back and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Boy, today is Lao Tzu's confession! Let's go and see!" That big man is not afraid of defeat, but he is a tough guy. Seeing that he took a few steps with him, it was obvious that the internal injuries were not light, and a few minions hurriedly got up and followed.

When the onlookers saw the defeat of the big man, they all cast appreciative glances at the man in black, and some people had already exchanged their heads and talked about it.

"Senior brother, why don't you abolish him! This kind of villain is also a scourge to keep!" Seeing that the big man was defeated, one of the young warriors seemed to think that he was too cheap, and looked very unwilling.

"No, before I go down the mountain, the master told me not to cause trouble, have you forgotten?" Jiang Ruoping frowned, accompanied by thoughts in his words, as if he had something else on his mind.

"Father-in-law, father......-in-law!" At this time, Xiaobao on the side was holding Master Ye on the ground and saw that he did not react, and suddenly cried.

The three Kongtong disciples hurried over, Jiang Ruoping leaned over and found that his breathing was already as thin as a gossamer, and he was surprised: "It's not good!"

After Master Ye was seriously injured by the big man before, he was beaten up by a few minions. Now there is blood gushing out of his mouth, ears, and nostrils, and Xiaobao is crying very sad and helpless when he sees this.

"Senior brother, do you think there is a way?" Another Kongtong disciple next to him was silent after seeing that the senior brother was silent, so he asked anxiously.

Jiang Ruoping frowned, and said warmly while thinking: "I'm afraid it's too late!"

At this moment, I suddenly saw Master Ye's body move, opened his eyes slightly and looked at Xiaobao, and then looked at the three people in front of him. The voice said weakly: "Xiaobao, my father-in-law is only afraid that it will not help, you, take care." Your sister ......" said this, and her head gradually drooped, and there was no sign of it.

"Father-in-law, father......-in-law!" Xiaobao held Master Ye's body and didn't want to let him fall, he shook it unwillingly, but how could he shake it up again. He cried in despair, and cried very sadly. He didn't want to believe that his father-in-law was gone like this, and he was sad, resentful, and helpless for a while...... All kinds of emotions came to my heart.

Xiaobao's heart-rending howl resounded through the streets, and the three Kongtong disciples couldn't bear to look at it anymore, Jiang Ruoping turned his head and a few tears flowed down. He really hated himself at the moment why he didn't kill that villain, and he couldn't let go of his belated step.

"Senior brother, this, that ......" After a while, one of his junior brothers couldn't help but turn around and glance at the father and son who were half-squatting and half-sitting on the ground, and then turned their heads to look at their senior brother, as if asking for his opinion.

Jiang Ruoping's eyes were still swirling with tears, he looked sad and depressed, and said in a deep voice: "You go and call a big car, buy a coffin and pull it here." As he spoke, he reached into his bosom and took out a piece of silver and gave it to the junior brother.

"Tong Yang, come and clean up the ground, and put everything that should be loaded. When Gu Yan comes, he will get up. He sent the brother away, and ordered another stunned brother to clean up the ground.

Xiaobao was still holding Master Ye's body, crying non-stop. The man in black didn't want to come forward to persuade him, and everyone was sad when he encountered such a thing, so let him cry.

The sun was setting, in the woods on the outskirts of Kuizhou, Master Ye's tomb had been dug up, Tong Yang and Gu Yan each put their hoes and shovels on the ground and sat down, sweat on their foreheads dripping into their eyes. Xiaobao still cried non-stop, and his crying voice had become hoarse.

After a few people rested, they buried Master Ye in the dug tomb and buried it into a small mound. At this time, Jiang Ruoping suddenly picked up the sword and walked towards the depths of the forest. After a crackling sound, there was a loud sound of a tree toppling. Then there was another sound like chopping wood, and he was seen walking out of the forest with a heavy piece of wood about a few feet long and a foot wide.

After asking Xiaobao about Master Ye's name, he took out a sharp knife and slashed it down on the wood. After a while, the words "Tomb of Stepfather Ye Shiping" appeared on the wood. The two junior brothers planted the wooden tablet in front of the grave, and Xiaobao was lying on the ground at this time, crying and refusing to get up. Tong Yang was about to pull him up, but suddenly saw that the senior brother shook his head, so he let him cry happily.

When Xiaobao had cried enough, the three brothers took him out of the woods. At this moment, it is night falling, and thousands of lights are on. Pedestrians on the street were sparse, and the voices of people gradually fell silent. In the distance, the words Kuizhou Inn came into view, and several people walked straight over.

During the banquet, the brothers and sisters rarely spoke, just silently clinking glasses. This scene is very incongruous with the enthusiastic scene of the surrounding guests. The three of them took turns to give Xiaobao vegetables, but he had no intention of eating them, and the dishes in the bowl only increased.

"Tomorrow, the two of you will take him back to the mountain, and I will do the things that the master has explained, pay more attention on the way, no regeneration branches, remember!" Senior brother Jiang Ruoping said and lifted the cup and touched it with the two junior brothers, and drank it all.

After breakfast on the second day, Gu and Tong said goodbye to their senior brothers, took Xiaobao and luggage by land and water, and rushed towards Kongtong Mountain in Weizhou. Along the way, it is inevitable to eat and drink hungry and thirsty, and stay at night. A few days later, he returned to Kongtong Mountain.

The two reported to Shimen a series of matters such as the descent from the mountain and the encounter of Xiaobao's father and son. After that, Xiaobao was arranged to start learning art in Feilongmen.

The Kongtong faction is divided into eight doors according to the content of the martial arts practiced, and the Flying Dragon Gate is the primary gate of the Kongtong faction. The content of martial arts practice includes fists, swords, knives, guns, swords, sticks, shovel hooks, and double whips. On this basis, there are also Soul Chasing Gate, Death Door, Drunken Gate, and Divine Fist Gate, all of which have fists, palms, knives, guns, swords, sticks, shovels, hooks, whips and other kung fu to improve and change one by one, and enhance the difficulty and aggressiveness. In addition to this, there are also higher realm cultivation categories such as the Flower Frame Gate, the Strange Soldier Gate, and the Xuankong Gate. Each of the eight sects has its own head, and above the eight heads is the head of the sect. There are also ten founding disciples under the head of the sect to take care of affairs, and the selected founding disciples are generally outstanding in the sect.

When he first arrived in Kongtong Mountain, Xiaobao was still deeply trapped in his previous sadness and had no intention of practicing martial arts. After a long time, he slowly regained his vitality and gradually integrated into this big family. The brothers and sisters knew that he was in misery, so they took good care of him on weekdays. Since he entered the sect that day, he officially began to use the official name "Qin Feng". The word "Xiaobao" has not been mentioned since then.

Time flies, and things are wrong in the blink of an eye. Unconsciously, it has been the tenth year since Qin Feng entered the mountain gate. Now, he is a heroic young man with a weak crown, and his figure has become tall and strong. In particular, a pair of sword eyebrows are even more heroic and charming under his resolute expression.

In the past ten years, he has tasted all the ups and downs. It's just because he knows that he has too much to do and knows his mission. Therefore, when practicing martial arts on weekdays, he always redoubles his dedication and is more diligent than any of his senior brothers. Because of this, he was able to master all the martial arts except for a few advanced martial arts in the eight sects one by one in ten years, and he was able to stand out among many of his peers, and was appreciated and affirmed by his master, as well as the envy and admiration of his peers.

Ten years, ten years of change. In the past ten years, many big and small things have happened on the rivers and lakes. The old forces are gradually declining, and new gangs are being established one after another. The passage of time is always accompanied by the rise and fall of life and death, and the replacement of honor and disgrace.

Looking back suddenly, it was winter and spring. The sun is shining, everything is recovering, and the gentle wind caresses the north and south of the river, kissing both sides of the Yellow River. The flowers bloom one after another, the grass is separated, and the eyes are full of spring.

Now it is the time to apply for cards, and there is a sonorous sound of swords in the martial arts hall of Lingguitai, and the disciples of Kongtong Xuankong Gate are still concentrating on learning martial arts. The head of the sect, Xuan Kongzi, sat on the Taishi chair due north, leisurely watching the disciples compete in skills, and from time to time he gave some advice. He held a purple sand tea cup in his right hand, and stroked a pinch of white beard under his chin with his left hand. He has passed the age of sixtieth year, and his body and bones are still strong, and his demeanor is majestic and solemn.

"Zheng Zheng, Zheng Zheng Zheng ......"

This group of skills is Qin Feng and junior sister Chu Qingping, and the competition is Qingping's swordsmanship. After a few moves, I saw Chu Qingping smearing the willows with a fragrant breeze, and the moves were rigid and soft, and it was difficult to distinguish between virtual and real. Qin Feng broke it with a move to cut the grass in the clouds, and Chu Qingping suddenly returned to the sword and changed the move to hide the flower at the bottom of the leaf to pick up the flaw in the opponent's middle plate. Qin Feng immediately turned to cutting grass and fighting and leaving.

At this time, Chu Qingping suddenly stabbed at the bottom of the opponent's sword with a dark golden needle. Qin Feng panicked slightly, and suddenly had an idea, and swept away the snow with a move to scare the opponent's sword body and go straight forward. This trick can be described as a plan, fighting poison with poison. The sword comes out suddenly, and the opponent will be cut off his fingers if he is not careful. said that it was too late, that time was fast, Chu Qingping panicked, and it was too late to change her moves, so she had to separate her swordsmen.

"Bang, bang, bang......!"

"Hmph, I hate it, I don't compare with you!"

The long sword fell to the ground, Chu Qingping glared at Qin Feng angrily, and then turned his head and walked away, the sword still on the ground.

"Ping'er, Hugh's rudeness!" At this time, Xuan Kongzi, the head of the house, who was sitting by the north wall and was drinking tea, suddenly saw that his daughter had lost the sword and gave up on herself, so she looked at Qin Feng and smiled faintly, and then scolded her daughter.

When Chu Qingping heard her father's blame, she turned around and picked up the sword on the ground in embarrassment, she was originally angry but just coquettish. Probably because she was pampered since she was a child, she didn't quite adapt to the slightest frustration.

"Senior sister, I don't know if I hurt your fingers just now? I'm ashamed, I blame me for being reckless. Qin Feng smiled embarrassedly and handed her the sword he had already picked up.

"Hmph, I'm embarrassed to say it! I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!" Chu Qingping seemed to deliberately want to embarrass this senior brother, pouted and glanced at him fiercely, then turned around and went to the Eight Immortals table on the side to sit down and drink tea.

When the head of the house, Xuankongzi, saw that his daughter had gone aside, he no longer paid attention to her. Looking at Qin Feng, he smiled slightly, and said, "Qin Feng, your swordsmanship is quite advanced these days! rest for a while, come and drink tea!"

After speaking, he glanced at the other disciples who practiced swords in the hall and said, "You all rest for a while, sit down and have a cup of tea." ”

Seeing that all the disciples sat down, Xuan Kongzi opened the lid of the teacup with one hand, pouted and blew lightly a few times, tasted it, and put it on the table next to him. At this time, I suddenly saw Li Qing, a disciple of Zhike, come in from outside, walk over with a letter in his hand, and said, "Returning to the head of the family, Uncle Hui, the left owner of the Gujian Villa has a letter!"

"Well, let's go!" Xuan Kongzi took the envelope, opened it casually, read it, and put it on the table. Brushing his beard with one hand, he thought for a moment and then looked at the disciples and said:

"Two days ago, the lord of Linzhou Volcano Fort Gaobao had a letter, saying that it was the sixth birthday of the ninth month of next month, and now it was Hongzhou Zuo Mantian who sent an invitation, which was the wedding of his son Zuo Lingyu. If you don't go, you will inevitably be rude, and it will not look good if you see each other in the future. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and took a sip and put it on the table. Then he said: "I have also thought about it as a teacher, so this time it is better for you to go for me." First, I have been feeling a little unwell as a teacher recently, and secondly, the senior brother of the sect has also mentioned to me before that he has the intention to let you go out to see the world and experience experience, and this is exactly what you mean to be a teacher. ”

After a pause, he said: "Husband, it is far from enough to have a body of martial arts, you must be able to be a governor, know how to do things, and be good at doing things, in order to be considered a man." Therefore, you must know how to use such an opportunity to exercise your own way of life, and you must be able to settle down in the rivers and lakes. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at all the disciples in the hall one by one. Then he said: "These two places are not in the same place, and the dates of the two are only three days apart, and the Gujian Villa is the twelfth. In this way, we have to prepare two shifts of manpower. If you go to a shift, you will only be afraid that you will not be able to come on the schedule. Ahem, let's do two shifts this time!"

He took a sip of tea, thought for a moment, and then said: "When will your senior brother lead the team, and the other class will be led by Liao Guixin." Your four senior brothers are quite calm in temperament, and they are also witty. I hope that everyone will not have any objections in private, and it is important to work together when going out. Especially those of you who have never done anything when you are young, you must humbly listen to the opinions of your brothers and sisters on the road, and discuss more when you encounter problems!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the younger disciples on the side, Qin Feng deliberately lowered his head, and said in his heart: "I'm fine, I'm just afraid that the second senior brother and the third senior brother will not be able to calm down." ”

Then, the head of the house said: "Don't be brainless and just play on the road, you must have an understanding of the current situation in the rivers and lakes, and you must make gains." When you return to the mountain, you have to give me an explanation. As for the allocation of personnel, this can be arbitrary. However, try to be as strong as possible, and in terms of numbers, nine people per team can be. It's the middle of the month now, so you can leave early, and I'll see the day after tomorrow!"

When the disciples heard that they could go down the mountain, they were overjoyed and excited. To be honest, being stuffy in the mountains every year really suffocates them.