The sound of horses' hooves came from afar. A group of Mongolian soldiers with goose wings lined up, and a general with a golden helmet on his head appeared in the center of the Mongolian soldiers. I saw that the golden helmet general waved his hand, and arrows rained down in an instant.

It's a small village. Although there are some adobe walls, they can hold back the strong bows and crossbows. However, in an instant, the Mongol soldiers broke through the siege. For a while, the sword was swordsman, and blood was splashed. There was no longer a single gasp in the whole village.

The Mongol general didn't look at it, and then left. The Mongol soldiers behind him followed in turn, but disappeared in a moment. Hurry to the next village.

From the appearance of the Mongolian soldiers to the slaughter of the whole village, it took only a quarter of an hour, and the Mongolian elite was still worthy of its reputation.

Two figures rushed from afar. When these two people came to the front of the village, one of them saw the corpses in his eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but split, and he shouted: "Tartars should die." ”

This person is dressed in a Taoist robe, and he is a monk who is a monk, but his temperament is as fierce as fire, and he can't help it anymore at this moment, so he wants to chase after him and kill the perpetrator cleanly.

A hand took the man's hand at once. said: "Second brother, don't be impulsive. Look at the situation, these Mongol soldiers have been gone for about half an hour, and we can't catch up. And judging by the horseshoe prints on the ground, this is at least hundreds of horses. I'm afraid the two of us are not opponents. ”

The person who spoke was about 20 years old, had a long beard, and looked much more sedate.

These two people are Wudang Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou.

The two of them went out to run errands on the orders of their teachers, and now everything has been dealt with clearly. was about to return to the mountain, but he didn't expect to encounter such a human tragedy.

Yu Lianzhou said: "I heard that there are Tartar nobles in Kaifeng Mansion who were killed on the spot in broad daylight. But he didn't expect that the Tartars would slaughter the people within a radius of dozens of miles in a frenzy. It is really not a son of man. ”

Song Yuanqiao also had a cloud of anger in his heart, but he still said: "Let's put these people into the ground first." Sooner or later, settle the ledger with the Tartars. ”

Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou were busy for a long time before they collected more than 100 corpses in the village one by one and buried them in a hurry.

Yu Lianzhou suddenly said, "Child, don't be afraid. But when he saw Yu Lianzhou open a mahogany box, a child's eyes were so wide that he didn't even dare to blink. The teeth were clenching at his lip, and he was already biting blood. Yu Lianzhou gently hugged the child out.

Song Yuanqiao also came over to take a look, and the kid seemed to be stupid. No matter how I moved, I didn't respond. As soon as Song Yuanqiao put his hand on the child's wrist, he knew that the child was overly frightened. Song Yuanqiao gently patted the back of the sea clan, and slowly crossed over with a breath of true qi. The child shook and burst into tears. I can't stop it. Directly cried and fainted.

Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng quietly listened to Song Yuanqiao talk about his experience in Kaifeng Mansion. With a long sigh, he said, "The difficulties of the family and the country are as good as this." Zhang Sanfeng beckoned softly and said, "The child is here." ”

The child stepped forward, Zhang Sanfeng took the child's hand and said, "What's your name?" ”

The child's face was calm and said like a little adult: "Mo Shenggu." ”

Zhang Sanfeng secretly sighed in his heart, this child has calmness. The true qi in his hand probed Mo Shenggu's body, and Mo Shenggu only felt warm all over his body. Zhang Sanfeng said: "You are willing."

Worship me as a teacher?"

How could Mo Shenggu not agree, Mo Shenggu knelt heavily on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Zhang Sanfeng pulled Mo Shenggu up with a wave of his hand and said, "Okay, you are now the seventh disciple of Wudang." Lianzhou, Shenggu has been handed over to you to take care of, and he will be taught martial arts in the future. ”

Yu Lianzhou said with a difficult face: "Master, apprentices and apprentices can do martial arts." It's just that it's not good to let the apprentice take care of the seventh junior brother. Let's let my sister-in-law take care of it. ”

Zhang Sanfeng thought about it, after all, Mo Shenggu was only four or five years old. Let Yu Lianzhou take care of a big man, and I don't know where to take care of it. "That's fine." ”

The current Wudang Mountain is not big, and it is naturally not as good as the splendid Wudang Mountain that was overhauled decades later, but it also circles several peaks.

Zhang Sanfeng is often in the back mountain. The other disciples also live casually, and there are no certain rules, but Song Yuanqiao is the eldest disciple of Zhang Sanfeng, and he often presides over the affairs of the sect, and he lives in the main peak where Zixiao Palace is located.

It was late at night, and Mo Shenggu opened his eyes and stared at the roof in a daze.

It's been four years, and it's been four years since I came to this world before I know that it's in the world of Heaven and Dragon Slayer. He still remembered his past life, or the day four years ago.

In the previous life, it was also called Mosheng Valley.

In his previous life, Mo Shenggu was a child of a family of traditional Chinese medicine. I want to revitalize traditional Chinese medicine. He has been specializing in Chinese medicine for decades, and finally has made a big breakthrough, since he has studied true qi. As soon as he studied the true qi came out, he went mad and died.

It's not strange to die, it's strange after death. He came inexplicably into an inexplicable space.

Behind the space, a stone statue slowly spoke: "Welcome to the path of the strong." ”

The stone statue continued, "The path of the strong is the system for selecting soldiers in the Overworld. Embark on the path of the strong. There are only two outcomes, either die or become a heavenly soldier. Now I will reincarnate you in a small thousand worlds. You have to get out of this little world. Otherwise------. Hopefully we'll see each other next time. ”

Then Mo Shenggu became a newborn baby.

Mo Shenggu often dreams and hallucinates when he sees the stone statue. But as soon as Mo Shenggu closed his eyes, he could feel every knife mark on that stone statue. Every fold. It's as if the stone statue is right in front of you - it's not an illusion.

Mo Shenggu was reincarnated in a family of Chinese medicine. The new parents were very good to him, but Mo Shenggu never arrived, and disaster fell from the sky. In an instant, the original beautiful life was shattered. Mo Shenggu prayed silently in his heart: "Parents, I will never forget this hatred." In this life and this life, I will take revenge. ”

The sun and the moon are fleeting. Mosheng Valley has been on Wudang Mountain for several days. Mo Shenggu is also gradually familiar with the life of Wudang Mountain. The mountain dwelling is cold and does not have much glitz. Every day, Mo Shenggu went to Song Yuanqiao's wife Ling Xueyan to study.

Ling Xueyan is the official eunuch of the previous dynasty, if there is no change in Shenzhou Lu Shen, Song Yuanqiao will not be able to marry this lady.

Most of the things on Wudang Mountain were handed over to Song Yuanqiao for handling by Zhang Sanfeng. And Song Yuanqiao mostly handed over these things to Ling Xueyan to deal with. Wudang Mountain has been prosperous in recent years, all of which are the work of Ling Xueyan.

Ling Xueyan was a scholarly family, especially attached great importance to education, and opened a private school on Wudang Mountain to enlighten the disciples of Wudang Mountain, and also accepted the disciples of the nearby mountain people to enroll. And Mo Shenggu is studying in this private school.

On this day, Mo Shenggu got up early and saw that Song Yuanqiao had already gotten up, facing the rising sun, playing a set of Wudang long fists.

Wudang Changquan is a beginner's boxing technique in Wudang, and it is good to have a solid foundation. But it didn't have any power. But in Song Yuanqiao's hands, there was a different posture. Although Mo Shenggu is not proficient in martial arts, he can also see that Song Yuanqiao's one move and one style are definitely not fists and legs. It's got its own power.

Song Yuanqiao closed the ceremony, saw Mo Shenggu and said: "Shenggu, early." ”

Mo Shenggu said: "Senior brother is early. After a while, there was silence, as if he wanted to say something.

Song Yuanqiao knew what Mo Shenggu was thinking at a glance, and said with a dark smile: "Shenggu, do you have something?"

Mo Shenggu said, "I don't know, when, can you teach me martial arts?" Mo Shenggu asked a question he had been longing for.

Since Mo Shenggu came to Wudang Mountain, he knew that he was in the world of Heaven and Dragon Slayer. How could Mo Shenggu not have a strong and almost impatient interest in martial arts. Especially when you know that you still have a task to shatter the void. I can't wait for a moment when I am even more anxious about martial arts.

Song Yuanqiao smiled: "I thought you could endure it for a few more days, but now you can't help it." ”

Mo Shenggu didn't understand that Song Yuanqiao had already seen his mind clearly. I had no choice but to say, "Please do it, senior brother." ”

Song Yuanqiao said with a smile: "Listening to what you say and do, I don't think you're just a four-year-old child at all." I often hear people say that there is a prodigy somewhere, I don't believe it, I think it's just a rumor of the wind in the rivers and lakes, and I know that what I said is true when I see you. ”

Mo Shenggu lowered his head and was nervous for a while, lest Song Yuanqiao see that something was wrong. Although I don't know what the hell is going on with my crossing. But Mo Shenggu subconsciously regarded this matter as his biggest secret and didn't want people to know about it at all.

Song Yuanqiao just sighed and didn't say much. Instead, he began to tell Mo Shenggu why he didn't teach Mo Shenggu martial arts.

"The way of martial arts, especially the way of superior martial arts, is all based on internal force. Even if I am a beginner martial artist in Wudang, Wudang Changquan also contains a set of superficial internal skills. And there is a certain danger in the cultivation of internal strength. Children's meridians are fragile, and the slightest carelessness may leave lifelong hidden dangers. Moreover, children are very active, and even if they mention a few years of practice, they can't improve their cultivation much. Why take such a big risk? Moreover, in the practice of internal strength, we must first have an understanding of the meridians and acupoints of the human body. This is a lot of things that can be mastered in a while. Even I didn't start martial arts until I was seven years old. ”

Mo Shenggu said: "Senior brother, I am confident that there will be no problems, can I learn martial arts?"

Mo Shenggu's confidence was not given in vain. Mo Shenggu was also a big country in his previous life, and he didn't dare to call him a miracle doctor, but it wasn't much worse, otherwise he wouldn't have studied the true qi of the medical Dao. In terms of understanding of his own body, Mo Shenggu is no one else. Have absolute confidence in yourself so that you can be in cultivation without problems.

Song Yuanqiao naturally refused, no matter how precocious Mo Shenggu seemed and how young and old. But Song Yuanqiao will not teach Mo Shenggu martial arts. also reminded: "Shenggu, don't think about stealing learning, martial arts can be said to be a thousand miles away." If you make a mistake yourself, it will take ten times and a hundred times more effort to correct it in the future. You still have to wait a few years, and you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. ”

Mo Shenggu looked frustrated, and said, "In that case, senior brother, I'll go to class first." "Turn around and leave.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Mo Shenggu's depressed expression, and his heart suddenly moved. said: "Slow. ”

Mo Shenggu heard Song Yuanqiao's shout, his heart jumped, and he thought, "It's not that Senior Brother Mo wants to pass on my martial arts." Immediately turned his head and looked at Song Yuanqiao.

Song Yuanqiao did not disappoint Mo Shenggu and said, "Senior brother, there is something that can probably be used for you to learn. ”

Mo Shenggu said a little impatiently: "I don't know what it is?"

Song Yuanqiao didn't answer immediately, and said: "You know that my Wudang is a Daomen, and I naturally understand some of the things inside the Daomen. It's not a unique secret that I'm going to pass on to you. ”

"Buddhism will give those good men and women some scriptures and let them hold mantras. Although there is no other effect, the effect of prolonging life does do. And my Dao Sect also has such a method. The same is true of the recipe I taught you. This recipe has the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, so that you can practice internal strength in the future, so that you can get started. ”

Mo Shenggu was a little disappointed in his heart. Isn't the so-called qigong in the previous life such a thing? However, it is produced by Wudang, and there should be no quality problems.

Song Yuanqiao didn't know that Mo Shenggu put Song Yuanqiao and those charlatans together in his heart. Song Yuanqiao taught the Tuna recipe to Mo Shenggu.

This breathing recipe is not complicated at all, it is simply inhaling and exhaling, but between these simple breaths, there are many requirements, how many points to inhale, how to exhale and how to inhale. There are requirements. After half an hour in a hurry, Song Yuanqiao completely taught this recipe to Mo Shenggu.

Mo Shenggu's insight in the medical path let Mo Shenggu know that this recipe is really not ordinary. Between this exhalation and inhalation, it is secretly in line with the method of strengthening the body on the medical path of Mo Shenggu. There is nothing wrong with using this recipe to strengthen the body, but I don't know how much help it can have in the martial arts.

After Mo Shenggu learned, he hurriedly went to the private school.

At night, Song Yuanqiao and Ling Xueyan slept opposite each other, and Ling Xueyan couldn't help but say, "Your little junior brother, it's really amazing." ”

Song Yuanqiao said: "Oh, I don't know that little junior brother is in your eyes?"

Ling Xueyan said: "The concubine didn't talk about anything new, just "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Text", these things will be learned by your junior and junior disciples, and you don't have to read them a second time. ”

Song Yuanqiao said: "Perhaps, my junior brother already has a foundation. ”

Ling Xueyan said: "The concubine's eyes are very clear, have you ever learned, I can see at a glance, although your junior brother is literate, but these enlightenment books have not been read." As soon as the concubine is taught, it is better than the child who has been studying for the longest time in the private school. I have never seen such a young child so intelligent. ”

Song Yuanqiao smiled: "Could it be that my junior brother is still a prodigy?"

Ling Xueyan smiled and said, "Don't you think?"

Song Yuanqiao was stunned for a moment and said: "Yes, my junior brother is young and old, and he behaves like a teenager, which makes people feel distressed to watch." ”

When Song Yuanqiao said this, Ling Xueyan was also slightly distressed in her heart. They thought about it, if it weren't for the sudden changes in their family, Mo Shenggu would never be as old as he is now.

Ling Xueyan also sighed and said, "If my father is still here, seeing that your junior brother is such a talented person, I can't say that I can't teach a champion to come out." ”

Ling Xueyan's parents and ancestors were all officials of the Great Song Dynasty, so they were naturally literary scholars, and they had no ability to resist the common problem of being a good teacher. There is such a talent, but the Si people are no longer there. How not to make Ling Xueyan disheartened.

Song Yuanqiao felt the restlessness of the person next to him, patted Ling Xueyan's back and said, "Okay, Wudang disciple, you don't have to be very good at writing, you need to be both civil and military." ”

Ling Xueyan did not speak.

Since then, Ling Xueyan has become closer and closer to Mo Shenggu, compared to Yin Liting, who also studied literature under Ling Xueyan, Ling Xueyan doesn't know how many times better Mo Shenggu.

Mo Shenggu only needs to report to Ling Xueyan every morning, and Ling Xueyan will assess Mo Shenggu's academic progress. After that, he let Mo Shenggu study by himself, and even gave up the study room that he regarded as a treasure to Mo Shenggu.

The reason why Ling Xueyan regards the study as a treasure is not that there is anything special about the study, but that there are books in the study.

These books have been treasured by the Ling family for several generations, but now there is only Ling Xueyan left in the Ling family, and it is cheaper than Song Yuanqiao. The collection of books here is extremely rich, and even Zhang Sanfeng sometimes comes to borrow them. It can only be that although Song Yuanqiao is known as a generation of Confucian heroes on the rivers and lakes, in the eyes of his wife, it is not that at all.

The Ling family's collection of books gave Mo Shenggu a great surprise, after all, after several wars in history, many things that have been handed down are incomplete. Especially in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

The Ling family's collection of books was a great inspiration to Mo Shenggu. There was a hazy thought that kept emerging in Mo Shenggu's heart, but Mo Shenggu couldn't grasp it for a while.

In a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

This year, the snow was falling, and a boy of about ten years old, holding a long sword, was practicing, and ordinary people couldn't see it, and they didn't know how many snowflakes there were, and they were cut into several pieces by the boy's sword.

Although this boy's swordsmanship is still extremely immature, he already has a famous demeanor.

The boy put away his sword and stood, wiped the sweat from his head, and said, "How about the seventh brother, your sixth brother is amazing." ”

Under the eaves not far away, stood a little boy, several years younger than the little boy who practiced swords. It is Mo Shenggu, and the boy who is practicing the sword is Mo Shenggu's senior brother, Yin Liting.

Mo Shenggu said: "Okay, it's just that in the future, if someone accidentally injures himself with a sword, don't let me treat it." ”

Yin Liting's smiling face was praised all of a sudden. said: "Seventh brother, don't be so ruthless. ”

Yin Liting obviously knew that Mo Shenggu wanted to practice martial arts, but he couldn't study at all because of his age. I also came here to tease Mosheng Valley. It clearly depends on Mo Shenggu's jokes. But I didn't expect this Mo Shenggu to be ruthless all of a sudden.

People who learn martial arts will inevitably have bumps and bumps, and when they are injured, Yin Liting found out that Mo Shenggu knew how to heal, and if there were minor injuries, they would come to Mo Shenggu to deal with them, after all, Yu Lianzhou, who taught Yin Liting, was very strict, and Yin Liting was very afraid of Yu Lianzhou's stiff face.

A voice suddenly shouted, "Pear Pavilion, Sound Valley." Why are you two still here. It's time for Chinese New Year's Eve. It's late to go, and it looks good with you. ”

The two of them turned their heads and saw that it was Ling Xueyan.