The black-faced man Tang Jing pondered for a moment, then walked up to Mrs. Huang and whispered to her: "Sister-in-law, if we really take these people back, wouldn't we be asking for trouble?" Mrs. Huang understood the meaning of Tang Jing's words very well. But as soon as she opened her mouth to them, they readily agreed. It is naturally extremely inappropriate for him to break his promise immediately. Then he whispered: "Step back, I have my own opinion on this matter."
At this moment, another group of people rushed up the mountain. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a thin face and a thick short beard on his chin. He stepped forward and hugged him with both fists, saying: "Yin Zhonghao is visiting the Xuannv Palace in Bashan Mountain, and I beg the Master of the Snow Palace to grant an audience." Everyone in Jinke Village knew the people from Bashan, and the two sides exchanged a few words.
Xue Lanyi said in a deep voice: "I, Xuelanyi, I have a distinguished guest coming from far away. What advice can you give me?" Yin Zhonghao said: "Just now when I was going down the mountain, I saw the disciples of your sect guarding the mountain being killed along the way. I thought there must be some evil people trying to kill him. Came to help.”
Xue Lan thought to herself: "You guys really know how to choose the right time. How could Xiao Yunfan die if you came a moment earlier?" In the past, with her arrogant temperament, she wouldn't have allowed anyone else to say a word. Xuannv Palace suffered a complete defeat today and it is difficult to make more powerful enemies, so now we have to be patient.
Although she was angry in her heart, she didn't show it on her face. She cupped her hands and said, "The Bashan sect is highly righteous, Mr. Xue understands this. The culprit has been killed, heroes, don't worry about it." Suddenly she paused and asked: "Could it be that Xiao Yunfan told you to go up the mountain again?"
Yin Zhonghao nodded and said: "Exactly. That day, I sent a disciple to be killed by a traitor, and the traitor blamed Xiao Daxia. After many twists and turns, he found out the truth. I went up the mountain today at his invitation to see the culprit. The true face of Mount Lu. Hey, I never expected that I would be a step too late and cause heavy casualties to your faction." As he spoke, he looked towards the square, his eyes full of compassion, and then he lowered his head and kept sighing, feeling very guilty in his heart.
Xue Lanyi saw that he was sincere and not like a hypocrite. He couldn't help sighing: "Master Yin, thank you very much. You sent us up to the mountain to ask us to surrender?" Yin Zhonghao said with tears in his eyes: "That's what you meant. But this matter can be postponed. Lord Snow Palace, these dead children lie there They are really pitiful on the ground, Yin should help you settle them first." Seeing what he said, Xue Lanyi was deeply moved and said, "Thank you very much."
At this moment, Huang Fei ordered his men to carry out the thirteen people whose acupuncture points were restrained. Mrs. Huang was very puzzled when she saw the sectarianism of everyone, and hurriedly scolded: "Why did you carry the thief out?" Huang Fei looked embarrassed and said: "Mother, my son is thinking that these people are highly skilled in martial arts. Once their acupoints on their hands and feet are unlocked, brother We will inevitably be in trouble again.”
Mrs. Huang rolled her eyes and said: "Master Yin, these thieves are under the murderer Na Yuan. The old woman is thinking that your faction wants people from Xuannv Palace. They have promised to hand them over to me, so naturally they can't hand them over to you. The old man was with Huo Zhang during his lifetime. We have a good relationship with each other. Since your faction wants revenge, how can our Jinke village only care about ourselves? Fei'er, hand over these people to Daxia Yin." Huang Fei was startled and said: "But mother..." Mrs. Huang glared at her son, Huang Fei didn't dare to disobey, so he had to let his men put the person on the ground.
Yin Zhonghao was startled at first and thought to himself: "What kind of medicine are these people in Jinke Village selling in their gourds?" Xue Lanyi glanced at Mrs. Huang and understood the reason for her refusal, and for a moment she felt very contemptuous. But Mrs. Huang, supported by her son, walked slowly to the old man with white eyebrows, raised the crutch in her hand, and pointed it down.
With a pop, a bloody hole the size of a copper coin appeared on the white-browed old man's throat, and blood gurgled out. Mrs. Huang raised a palm and said loudly: "Master Huang's great revenge has been avenged. The culprit has been killed!" Then she turned to Xue Lanyi and said: "Master Xue, my little sister is sorry, we are going down the mountain right now. "
Everyone in Jinke Village was stunned at first, but Tang Jing, the second master, understood it best and echoed: "Don't you dare listen to the words of the mistress of the house. Let's go." When the minions saw the second master speaking, they naturally had no objection. As if they would be infected with the plague if they stayed here for a moment longer, they all ran down the mountain happily.
Yin Zhonghao approached the men in white and saw that they had their heads lowered. He reached out and lifted their chins up, only to see that their eyes were bulging, their faces were blue, and their lips were bleeding. He couldn't help but take a step back and said loudly: "It's the Poison Fang Death Soldier again."
Xue Lanyi looked at it intently and said slowly: "Could it be said that they have poison sacs in their teeth, and they bite open the poison sacs when they encounter critical situations and want to keep secrets?" Yin Zhonghao said: "The Master of the Snow Palace is right, these This is how people die." Suddenly he looked around, but did not see Xiao Yunfan and said hurriedly: "May I ask Master Xue Palace, why don't you see Xiao Daxia?"
Xue Lanyi briefly explained the situation. After listening to it, Yin Zhonghao was stunned for a long time. A few tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, and he felt very sad. Looking at the old, weak, sick and disabled people in Xuannv Palace, I felt pity for them. Then he ordered his disciples to lend a helping hand. After going back and forth, until the third moment of applying for the plaque, the bodies of the deceased in the square were finally cleaned up. It was the first time for many male disciples of the Bashan Sect to see such a tragic and bloody scene. Many of them performed no better than those in Xuannv Palace, and many suffered from nausea and vomiting.
In the past thirty years, few men have visited Xuannv Palace. Even if daily necessities are purchased on the mountain, the porters are sent to the foot of the mountain, and then the strong women in the palace go to pick them up. Today, this unexpected disaster happened unexpectedly, and it was really helpless to make an exception for the men of the Bashan sect.
The Bashan sect has mostly male disciples and very few female disciples. The female disciples of our sect generally have mediocre looks and are not as beautiful as the disciples of Xuannv Palace. During the past half day, most of these male disciples were diligent and courteous, trying to win the favor of these women.
It's a pity that they don't know that "King Xiang has a dream, but the goddess has no intention." But they don't know that Xuannv Palace has banned its disciples from interacting with men since thirty years ago. Whenever I go down the mountain for training, I will be accompanied by masters and elders, and I will never have the opportunity to be alone with men. In addition, many people have been indoctrinated with concepts such as "men are monsters" and "men are not good" since childhood. Many women are full of hostility and hatred towards men, and even extremely disgusted.
The previous patriarch of Xuannv Palace did this simply because he wanted these women to stay in Xuannv Palace forever and concentrate on doing their best for the growth and development of the sect. This kind of selfishness has limited the vision of many people.
After Xuelanyi sent Yin Zhonghao down the mountain, she stayed alone in the ancestral hall to think quietly. She thought to herself: "Today's battle was really brutal. The founder handed over his foundation to me and it was almost destroyed. Why was this conspiracy discovered by an outsider like Xiao Yunfan, not from the very beginning, not by anyone within the Xuannv Palace?" ?
There are more than 300 people in the nine departments of Xuannv Palace. Isn't it possible to find someone like Xiao Yunfan? What went wrong? If it was a human being, Tan Fanggu and Wei Wuyou colluded, and it certainly didn't happen in a day or two. Why didn't anyone tell me about it? If there is a problem with my sect's rules, I, the palace master, will be even more responsible.
So many children, who were still so young, lost their lives in vain. All the blame lies with me, it's my incompetence. "Thinking about it, she stood up and went to Haitang Courtyard to inquire about the injured disciple.
Seven days later, the three elders of Huashan left Xuannv Palace with Xiao Yunfan's ashes. After a few more days, the three of them returned to Huashan. One morning, Hua Qianyun held some newly made clothes, walked in front of Xiao Yunfan's spiritual tablet, and said: "Fan'er, we agreed last time that after we finish working on Xuannv Palace, Aunt Yun will give it to you. Make some decent clothes. Look, Aunt Yun has done it. Do you like it?" As she spoke, she stretched out her sleeves to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, her grief still uncontrollable.
Hou Tonghai hugged the general and forced a smile and said: "I like the gift your boy gave to Uncle Hou that day. This book "Journey to the West" by Mr. Sheyang is indeed wonderful. From tomorrow on, I will memorize this book After that, I will tell you a story. When you were a child, you liked the story I told you the most..."
While the two were talking to themselves, Fan Datong took out a food box and placed the four dishes in it in front of the spiritual throne. He said loudly: "Fan'er, this crystal elbow, Luohan bamboo shoot slices, West Lake vinegar fish, and Qianshan dusk snow are all your favorite foods. Come, Uncle Fan will pick one up for you and you can try it. Look here, there are I'm sure you've never drunk the fruit wine made by your Uncle Hou." As he spoke, he filled a small wine cup and poured a cup, then sprinkled it on the ground.
During the battle at Xuannv Palace that day, Xiao Yunfan was seriously injured and died. In the eyes of outsiders, there was indeed no sign of death. However, just when everyone thought he was dead, a strange thing happened. Xuannv's disciples carried him to Chaohui Hall, and then everyone went about their own business. There was no one else in Chaohui Hall. At this time, a mysterious black shadow broke in and took Xiao Yunfan away. He then used a disguised stand-in to swap the package with Xiao Yunfan.
I don't know how much time passed before Xiao Yunfan slowly woke up. He felt that he had had a long dream, and it seemed like a lifetime had passed in the dream. He vaguely remembered a woman in his mind, but the woman's face could never be seen clearly, covered with a veil. In the dream, he and the woman had a child and lived a pastoral life where men farmed and women weaved.
This dream surprised him. He had never thought about living a stable life. There seemed to be only two things left in his heart: first, to fulfill his master’s last wish to heal his bones; second, to live a peaceful life. Jianmen's martial arts flourished.
Just when he was still thinking about that strange dream, an old and hoarse voice said: "Are you awake?" Xiao Yunfan's eyelids were too heavy to open. The voice said again: "It seems that all my hard work has finally been in vain. You finally survived the death trap." Xiao Yunfan wanted to make a joke, but he only felt as if there was a ball of cotton stuffed in his throat, and he could only hear himself in his ears. His throat made a whining sound.
The voice said: "I know you want to speak at this moment, but you have suffered severe internal injuries, and it is not easy to save your life. It is better to save some energy and rest your mind." After saying that, the voice followed with a very subtle tone. The footsteps slowly disappeared.
Xiao Yunfan was thinking: Where am I? Why can't I move my whole body? Why can't I open my eyes? Who was the owner of that voice just now? Are the people in Xuannv Palace saved? Are Uncle Hou and the others okay? Many questions are like shouting from an empty mountain. Even though there are a series of echoes, the only one who makes the sound is my own.
A lot of time passed, and he vaguely remembered that someone gave him water, but he still couldn't move. My heart became anxious, thinking to myself: Am I dead or alive? If you are alive but always lying like this, unable to move, what is the difference between this and death? In order to solve the doubts in his heart, he tried hard to stay awake and wait for the voice to appear again.
After an unknown amount of time, he actually fell asleep. When he woke up, he cursed himself secretly: Xiao Yunfan, you are really a stick. You agreed to wait for that voice to appear, but you fell asleep. Must have missed that sound. He secretly swore in his heart that he would never sleep this time until the voice appeared again.
Sure enough, that voice appeared again. Subtle footsteps slowly approached him. Xiao Yunfan's throat still couldn't say a word, but his eyelids moved slightly. He hoped that the sound could explain the doubts in his heart.
The hoarse voice sounded again and said, "Well, I know you're awake, and you must have many doubts in your heart." As he spoke, a cold hand was placed on his pulse, he paused for a moment, and continued: "The pulse is strong and very good. Okay, very good. Your internal injuries are now 70% to 80% healed. In five days, you will be able to walk around on your own. At that time, I will answer any questions you have. Now that you can't speak, you'd better wait patiently. ." As he said that, Xiao Yunfan only felt the subtle footsteps walking away again.
"Five days. In five more days, I will be able to move around on my own. I don't have to be a living dead anymore. Since this senior asked me to wait patiently, I will obey his instructions." Thinking of this, he felt infinite joy in his heart.
Suddenly I remembered the pear blossoms crying with smoke in the rain that day, and I was deeply moved. He thought to himself: This little girl cries the most. However, since I was a child, Xiao Yunfan, apart from my master and the three elders from Huashan, no one has ever been so kind to me. I, Xiao Yunfan, should keep her affection in mind.
After some time, Xiao Yunfan slowly opened his eyes and felt his eyes stinging. The hoarse voice said slowly: "Boy, you're finally awake." Xiao Yunfan opened his mouth, and a few unclear words popped out between his teeth.
The voice said: "You have just regained your energy, so don't be impatient. You can probably open your eyes now, so I will ask you. If the question I raised is what you want to know, blink your left eye. If not, blink your right eye." Eye."
Xiao Yunfan wondered: Why did I become seriously ill and no longer have the strength to speak. The voice looked at Xiao Yunfan and said, "Boy, do you want to ask me why you are like this?" Xiao Yunfan blinked his left eye. The voice replied: "In the battle at Xuannv Palace that day, your meridians were damaged before Madam Peach Blossom's sword penetrated your lungs. After that, you forced your internal energy to use, causing your five internal organs to fail. If I hadn't exhausted all my life's knowledge, your skin, The bones, blood, internal organs, and meridians have all been replaced, and you have already met the King of Hell. It can be said that you are no longer you, but another person."
Xiao Yunfan was extremely horrified when he was young. When he was young, he heard his master talk about some things about gods, ghosts and foxes, including people who exchanged hearts and minds. If what this senior said is true, what happened to me is truly a rebirth, and this senior's medical skills are also unprecedented.
The old man wore a black cloak and a black cloth cover on his head, revealing only a pair of bright eyes. He saw Xiao Yunfan's lips move slightly, and knew that he was surprised, so he added: "Although my medical skills are wonderful, they cannot give you back all your original cultivation, which means that you have lost all your martial arts skills now. And One thing you need to understand is that this body's Dantian is different from others, so I'm afraid you won't be able to practice Qigong. From now on, just be an ordinary person."
Xiao Yunfan's vision went dark, and after a while, he shed tears. In my heart, I was filled with sadness and desolation. I thought to myself: "If a person who practices martial arts has no martial arts skills, what is the difference from a tiger or wolf who has lost its fangs and claws? This senior keeps saying that ordinary people are ordinary people. But as long as ordinary people are willing to practice martial arts hard, After ten or eight years, I can finally achieve something. And I am afraid that I will be a waste from now on."
