Chapter Eighty-Three: Yi Zhiping
Guo Jing got the bow method Daquan and Hua Zheng given by Xiaoyao to find the little fat three and began to practice, because several of them were martial arts practitioners, and they used to have the foundation of bows and arrows, so they quickly mastered the mystery inside. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Guo Jing did not practice the bow technique, but practiced the martial arts moves that were passed on to him by Xiaoyao. Hua Zheng and Xiao Pang continued to practice bowing.
At night, Guo Jing slept until midnight, and suddenly heard someone outside the tent gently slap his palm three times, he sat up, only to hear someone whispering: "Guo Jing, you come out." ”
Guo Jing was slightly surprised, he was unfamiliar with the voice, opened the corner of the tent and looked out, and saw a person standing next to the big tree in front of him in the moonlight. Before Guo Jing came out of the tent, he saw that the man had a wide robe and big sleeves, his hair was tied into a bun, he was neither male nor female, and his face was covered by the shadow of a tree, so he couldn't see clearly.
It turned out that this person was a Taoist land, but Guo Jing had never seen a Taoist priest, and asked, "Who are you? What are you looking for me?"
The man said, "You're Guo Jing, aren't you?"
Guo Jing said: "Yes." ”
The man said, "Where's your dagger with iron as clay, show it to me!" His body shook slightly, and he suddenly approached, and pressed his palm to his chest.
Guo Jing saw that the other party shot for no reason, and it was fierce, and he was very surprised, so he turned sideways to avoid it at the moment, and shouted: "What are you doing?"
The man laughed, "Try your skills." "The left hand splits the face and punches again, and the strength is very sharp.
But what surprised the man was that when he found that his fist was about to hit Guo Jing, he saw Guo Jing suddenly make a move, and he couldn't take it lightly at all, and when he found out, his fist was grabbed by Guo Jing.
Guo Jing grabbed the man's fist and pulled it hard, the man found that he couldn't control his body and leaned forward at all, and Guo Jing came to lean back. The man only felt a huge force coming, and the whole person seemed to fall apart, and his whole body was in great pain. Seeing that he was about to die under Guo Jing's fist, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and then he suddenly heard someone shouting softly, "Jing'er, stop and don't kill him." “
Guo Jing hurriedly clenched his fists. Xiaoyao came to the little Taoist priest and gave him the Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill.
The little Taoist priest got up and hurriedly said, "Disciple Yin Zhiping, I am sent by the master and the elder of Changchun Ziqiu, and I would like to greet all the masters." He bowed respectfully as he spoke.
Xiaoyao helped him up, and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan asked, "You said that you are the apprentice of Daoist Qiu, do you have any proof?"
Yi Zhiping gave the faith in his arms to the Seven Monsters, Zhu Cong opened the envelope, took out the letterhead, and read it aloud: "The disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, Qiu Chuji, Mu Shou, I would like to worship the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan Ke Gong, Zhu Gong, Han Gong, Nan Gong, Zhang Gong, Quan Gong, and Han Heroine: Jiangnan is goodbye, and it has been six out of ten years. Seven heroes and daughters, thousands of miles, clouds and high righteousness, the sea and the same Qin, know and don't know, all look at each other and high-five, said: I don't mean the wind of the ancients, and I see it again today. The poor road relied on the blessings of all the heroes, fortunately not dishonored, and the heir of Yang Junzi was also visited nine years ago. Two years later, on the day when the flowers and grass in the south of the Yangtze River grow, when the wine with the public will be drunk. Life is like dew, 18 years of big dreams, don't the heroes of the world laugh at my generation's idiot?"
Han Baoju said: "What do you say below?" Zhu Cong said: "The letter is over." Indeed, it is his handwriting. "On the day of the restaurant's gambling skills, Zhu Cong once stole a piece of poetry in Qiu's pocket to recognize his handwriting.
Ke Zhen groaned evilly: "That child surnamed Yang is a boy?
Yin Zhiping said: "Yes." But his eyes were fixed on Ke Zhenxi.
Ke Zhenwei saw that Yi Zhiping had been looking at him, and immediately knew what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "You wonder why my eyes are not blind." “
Yi Zhiping hurriedly shook his head and said, "Don't dare, don't dare, it's just that when the master said you, he said that you couldn't see things, but the disciple didn't have any problem looking at your eyes." So there are some seven monsters. “
Ke Zhenwei was in a good mood because Guo Jing had won the competition just now, and said with a smile: "The reason why the old blind man can see things is all because Mr. Xiaoyao Xiao heals me." After speaking, he was full of gratitude in the direction of Xiaoyao. Because those who do not experience the darkness will not feel the feeling of seeing the light again.
Yi Zhiping followed Ke Zhenxi's gaze and found that it was the man who healed himself, at first, he thought that this young man was their apprentice, but he didn't expect to hurriedly say to Xiaoyao, "Thank you, Mr. for healing your disciple." “
Xiaoyao smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's a trivial matter." “
Ke Zhen said evilly: "You go and tell your master that the meeting of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan Drunken Immortal Mansion will never miss the appointment." “
Yi Zhiping returned to the Central Plains as soon as it was dawn and reported to Qiu. And Guo Jing resumed normal martial arts training.
On this day, Guo Jing and Xiaopang were practicing martial arts, and suddenly heard Hua Zheng shouting in the distance. Guo Jing turned around and saw her riding on a green horse, with an anxious and excited look on her face. Guo Jing said: "What?"
Hua Zheng said: "Come and see, there are a lot of eagle fights." ”
Guo Jing said: "I'm practicing martial arts." ”
Hua Zheng said: "Those eagles are really powerful, go and see." ”
Xiaopang said, "Senior sister, those eagles are fighting." “
Hua Zheng said: "It's the pair of big white eagles on the cliff who are fighting with people, there are a lot of black eagles, but the white eagles are very powerful, and they have pecked three or four black eagles to death......
It turns out that there is a pair of white eagles living on the cliff, the body is strangely huge, it is twice as big as the regular eagle, it is really a different species, the white feathers of the eagle are already rare, and the carving body is so huge, the old people in the Mongolian nationality also say that they have never seen it, the ministry says that it is a pair of "sacred birds", and the foolish woman actually has to worship it. And this white eagle and Guo Jing are very close to each other, and Guo Jing regards them as good friends.
When Guo Jing heard this, he couldn't bear to jump on the horse anymore, and Xiaopang and Hua Zheng rode together and galloped to the bottom of the cliff.
Sure enough, there were seventeen or eighteen black eagles besieging the pair of white eagles, and the two sides pecked each other, only to hit the feathers. The white eagle is both large and has extremely powerful claws. A black eagle dodged a little slowly, and was pecked by a white eagle in the middle of the head, and was immediately killed, flipped down from mid-air, and landed in front of the Chinese Zheng horse. The rest of the black eagles scattered and fled, but then flew back to besiege the white eagles. After another fight, the Mongolian men and women on the steppe rushed to watch the battle, and six or seven hundred people gathered under the cliff, pointing and discussing one after another. Temujin got retribution, and also brought Wo Kuohe and Tuo Lei to gallop in, which was very interesting to watch.
Seeing that the white eagle was outnumbered, the four of them couldn't stop shouting and cheering for the white eagle: "The white eagle pecked." The enemy on the left is coming, turn around quickly, okay, catch up, catch up!"
After fighting for a long time, the black eagle died two more times, and the two white eagles were also scarred, the white feathers were stained with blood, and a large black eagle suddenly shouted a few times. More than a dozen black eagles turned and fled. Submerged in the clouds, there are still four black eagles fighting hard. When everyone saw the victory of the white eagle, they all cheered.