Di Jiang's body was disabled, most of his meridians were damaged, and he chose the most remote and difficult road to walk, often walking for several miles, his hands and feet were sore, and he was sweating profusely, and he was in pain. But when it came to life and death, Xiang'er's pretty face involuntarily appeared in his heart, and a burst of warmth flowed through his body, and he had a little more strength.

He missed Xiang'er, and said in his heart: "I became this appearance in order to save her, it was my willing, fateful thing, she treated me intimately, took care of me for a long time, and has repaid me, like a useless person like me, actually delusional to marry her, haha, haha, isn't this a toad who wants to eat swan meat? Alas, if I die immediately, she will always keep me in her heart from now on, and always remember that there is such a person, willing to smear her liver and brain." But if that's the case, wouldn't a kind girl like her often weep sadly? ”

Thinking of this, he suddenly gave birth to a burst of strength, riveted his strength and continued to move forward, walking for a day and a night, the dantian was really angry, he couldn't support it anymore, he fell to the ground, and couldn't help shouting.

It is also his life that should not be extinguished, the foot Yang Ming meridian on his body is slightly injured, and the meridians pass through the throat, such a roar, the blocked meridians are slightly loosened, and they are dredged all the way, and they can barely release their true qi. He didn't want to show weakness in front of people before, and he endured it until now, only to scream, and under the accidental hit, the injury was slightly improved, and the pain of the dantian dispersed to the various acupoints of Zuyangming, and he lay down for a while, only to feel much better.

When it was really a long drought and a rainstorm, and he met his old acquaintance in a foreign land, these slight improvements made him, a desperate and miserable person, like a spring breeze, he was proficient in the study of meridians, and he experienced this situation firsthand, and he understood the reason at that time. He didn't expect to be cured like this, but he was able to pass the Yang Ming Sutra. He could go farther, and the inevitable death could be delayed a little. Thinking of this, he simply sang loudly, sang an inconsequential and nonsensical tune, strutted forward.

When he walked to the tenth day of dawn, he actually walked out of the mountains and forests and came to an official road, just at this time when the morning sun was rising. He looked at the sight of a golden thread that ran across the earth on the far ground, and thought, "I have been walking eastward, until I reach the sun, and it is best that there are immortals in the sun, who will heal my wounds and restore my strength." The spectacle of this moment dispelled the darkness and the gloom in his heart, and he still did not want to go back. But the will to die faded, but even more absurd thoughts were born.

He wanted to go into the sun and become one with it.

He was looking out of the distance when he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance. He was taken aback, and hid behind a tree, and then hid in a bush, and looked at the people again. But he saw two chariots coming from the east and from the west.

These two carriages are extremely magnificent, and they are both in the style of Yuanren, and the carriages on the east side are running very quickly. And the carriage on the west side was unhurried, and the road was not wide, and the two carriages could not go side by side, so the carriage on the east side slowed down, and the coachman shouted, "Excuse me, we have an urgent matter." ”

The coachman of the carriage to the west laughed and said: "Ridiculous, you have something urgent, could it be that we rushed early in the morning, and came out to hang out? ”

Di Jiang thought to himself: "Listening to you being so arrogant, how do you look like a person in a hurry? ”

The east coachman's face sank, and he said angrily: "Bold? Do you know what kind of person is in this car? ”

The west coachman said strangely: "It's weird, it's weird, the young master in my car, that's a real big man, but you say that the characters in your car are not small." Why don't you let a few of you in your car come out and show me what to see?

This is too rude, straight to the east of the car in the people as a lowly play, the east coach man was furious, wrist flick, whip over, hit the west of the driver on the forehead, although Di Jiang's skills are lost, the eyesight is still there, see this coachman whip ingenious, hidden all kinds of changes, is the side door left in the superior martial arts.

Unexpectedly, the west coachman whipped a roll and pulled it back, and the east coachman only felt that the opposite side was extremely strong, and hurriedly urged the force to compete, but the west coachman skillfully moved, and suddenly loosened the ground, and the east coachman's arm twisted, clicked, and broke it.

Di Jiang said in his heart: "The hand of the western coachman is the authentic Taoist grappling technique, if I am not mistaken, it should be transformed from the sharp bone sickle technique of the Quanzhen Sect." He had expected that the coachman from the east would come with a whip, and as soon as he made a move, he used all his strength, and he naturally excelled with his heart and mind. ”

The east coachman shouted bitterly, pointing at the west coachman and scolding angrily, and the west coachman laughed and said: "You Persian Ming Sect has been domineering and domineering all these years, bullying our Quanzhen Sect, and now retribution is coming, this is just an appetizer." Then he gave him four lashes, and he knocked the coachman unconscious.

There were a few sudden brushes in the carriage on the east side, and four figures jumped down, all of them wearing white robes and slender figures, all of them Persian women, and one of them shouted angrily: "You are from the Quanzhen Sect?"

The coachman flew off the horse, landed gently, and his skills were extraordinary, only to see that this person had white hair, a long beard, although he was dressed plainly, but his bearing was extraordinary, only to hear him laugh and say: "Yes, the old man is a person from the Quanzhen Sect Shaohai Daoist, you Persian Ming Sect harmed my Central Plains Taoist is not shallow, I have been waiting on the ground for a long time, I want to let you pay for your blood debts, you Huyi woman, I am afraid that it is the halo messenger of Mingjiao." ”

The leading woman was one of the twenty candle messengers of the Persian Ming Sect, known as the Halo Messenger, and said angrily: "Who told you? How did you know that we were coming here?

Shaohai didn't answer, waved his horsewhip, and was about to make a move, but saw a young Taoist walking down in the car to the west, this person had fine skin and tender flesh, a thin body, and his eyes revealed a contempt from above, about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a Taoist robe on his body, and a dusty hand, all of which were golden and brilliant, extremely precious, and he said: "Master, they are just some lowly Persian bearded women, how about I have a trick with them without the master's hands?"

The aura messenger said sharply: "Sisters, let them know that they know how powerful we are!" Each of the four girls took out a thin scimitar, spread it out in all directions, and rushed towards the young Taoist, the four scimitars went up and down, one left and one right, and in an instant blocked the retreat of the Taoist.

The young Taoist let out a long roar, swept the dust, wrapped around the scimitar above, and the internal force shook, the woman snorted, took a few steps back, covered her chest, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. The Taoist body turned, pulled the rolled scimitar, dangdang three sounds, actually blocked the remaining three knives, the other three women's arms were sore, blood surged, and also retreated one after another, the Taoist person rose into the air, flashed behind a woman, pointed out a finger, the woman "ah" to the ground, the acupoint was sealed.

The aura messenger was in a hurry, and he slashed four times in a row, slashing horizontally, forcing the young Taoist to retreat, shouting: "Midnight, you defend first, consume his strength, I will fight him!"

The woman called Midnight answered, the knife was sideways, taking a defensive position, the person avoided the halo messenger to chase and slash, came to Midnight, turned his wrist, whisked the dust silk thread into thousands of threads, hit Midnight several acupoints, Midnight saw that this person's moves were extremely ingenious, the silk thread was like a live snake, everywhere, I don't know how to resist, he hit the waist side, Kara, she broke her ribs, turned over and fell to the ground, and rolled in pain.

Shaohai smiled and said: "Tianzhong child, what a trick 'Wind Piercing Cloud Hand', your attainments are far above the teacher." Although he called himself the division commander, his tone was very flattering. When Tianzong heard this, he just smiled slightly, but did not respond, and seemed to not take Shaohai in his eyes.

The aura messenger knew that this person's martial arts were too high, and he couldn't please him today, but at a critical moment, he didn't want to admit defeat, and danced a scimitar flexibly, like a civet. That day, the longitudinal man let out a long roar and attacked her, and finally hit her wrist in the tenth move, and the halo messenger fell to the ground with a single knife, and was hit by the heavenly longitudinal point, and fell to the ground.

Tianzong laughed three times and said, "The Persian Ming Sect is nothing more than that. Master, I really don't know why your Quanzhen Sect has repeatedly failed at the hands of this group of Hu people. ”

Shaohai Dao said: "Yes, yes, that is Tianzong, your martial arts are too strong, if our Quanzhen Sect does not have you to preside over the situation, it will naturally be no match for these Hu people." ”

Tianzong smiled again, clapped his hands, and a few Taoist priests jumped down from the carriage in the west, Tianzong said: "Take all these women away and send them to Changchun Guanmy house, they have lured and deceived me countless women in the Central Plains, I want to seek justice and let them taste the taste of slavery." ”

Shaohaidao people were stunned when they heard this, and seemed to feel that something was wrong, but this embarrassed look flashed, and immediately showed a submissive smile and said, "That's how it should be." The faces of the women such as the halo changed drastically, and tears flowed in their eyes, but they were completely unable to resist.

Suddenly, on the east side of the carriage came a woman, a beautiful woman, about twenty-five years old, who shouted to the sky: "Anwusa, who do you see who I am?"

Tianzong looked back, his body shook, and he said in a trembling voice: "You are Her Royal Highness Princess Gurzhen, why are you here?"

The woman in the car was Gurzhen, she heard that Bording did not obey the order, and actually wanted to make a move against the Quanzhen Sect, she became anxious, and traveled with these Persian Ming Sect women in the starry night, and wanted to rush to Jiangxia, meet with the Bolding Sect Master and others, and restrain their behavior, but she encountered a sharp obstacle, she thought that she had met a powerful assassin, her heart was flustered, and she was at a loss, but she recognized that this person was the beloved son of Ahma, the prime minister of the dynasty, Anvusa, she suddenly felt relieved, and she appeared and stopped this person.

In the past, when the Mongols were on an expedition to the Western Regions, the Quanzhen Sect Changchun Ziqiu was summoned by Genghis Khan to accompany him and preach the way of immortality, which became quite popular among the Mongolian nobles. This Anwusa is the son of the aristocratic Ahma, since he was a child, he worshiped this Quanzhen Shaohaidao people as a teacher, practicing Taoism and martial arts, he is talented, not an ordinary gentleman, practicing hard, and extremely smart, more than 20 years of diligent practice, so far the martial arts have come out of the blue, far better than the Shaohaidao people. (To be continued.) )