Jiangnan, Jiangning Mansion, in the Chongzheng Hall of King Wu's Palace, King Wu Yang Rui was holding a secret meeting with Prime Ministers Fu Neng and Shi Xiangfei.
"According to news from Bianzhou Prefecture, the king of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Xiao Congming, suddenly died suddenly. Yang Han, the uncle of the state, took advantage of the situation to launch a palace coup to usurp the throne and establish himself on his own, and massacred the Xiao royal family.
Wang Chongyuan, the leader of the Longxiang Army, fought desperately to break out of the siege from the palace while protecting the remnants of the Xiao family. He is missing and his life and death are unknown. "
Prime Minister Fu Neng was reporting to Yang Rui.
"God help me, the Northern Zhou Dynasty is in civil strife and has too much time to take care of itself. Besides, there is also the Northern Jin Dynasty waiting for opportunities.
While they are unable to look south, we must seize the opportunity to expand our strength.
General Shi, transfer part of the northern front troops to the southeast. This must be done secretly, and the East Vietnam Kingdom cannot be on guard. "
After Yang Rui said that, he took out the military talisman.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the final general will fulfill his mission." Shi Xiangfei, who was dressed in an armored general's uniform and had a formidable image, knelt down to accept the order and respectfully took the military talisman.
"I have one more thing to report. According to Heiyundu, the South Tianzhu Kingdom is preparing to donate a piece of the Buddha's bones to the Southern Han Dynasty. The Southern Han Dynasty will hold a grand ceremony on the day of the Buddha Bathing Festival to welcome the arrival of the Buddha's bones. .
The Buddha's bones are the supreme and holy symbol of Buddhism. This move by the Southern Han Dynasty has profound meaning. Once they obtain the Buddha's bones, they will gain the support of Buddhist forces in the south and even the entire Central Plains, and their influence will be significant. Fu Neng said.
"The Southern Han Dynasty is located in a remote area of Lingnan, which has no border with our country. It is said that the king of the Southern Han Dynasty doted on actors and eunuchs, was debauched and immoral, and was unpopular. So what if he got the bones of the Buddha."
Yang Rui smiled contemptuously and said in a disdainful tone.
"Your Majesty may not know something. It is said that the person who facilitated this incident was King Wending, the younger brother of the King of the Southern Han Dynasty. It was he who presided over the Buddha Bone Ceremony. This man held the military and political power of the Southern Han Dynasty and had great ambitions. He has been targeting Fujian. , Chu and Chu are watching with eager eyes.
Once he gets the support of the Buddhist forces, he might be able to persuade Brother Nai to take advantage of the situation and launch a annexation war. Once the barrier of Nanchu is lost, Nanhan will directly threaten our border. "
Fu Neng analyzed.
Yang Rui frowned upon hearing this, as if he thought Fu Neng was making a fuss. He turned to Shi Xiangfei and asked, "What does General Shi think of this?"
"Min is small and weak, while Chu is in constant civil strife. However, the Southern Han Dynasty has developed economy and trade, has sufficient treasury, and strong soldiers and horses. If they want to send troops, it may be difficult for both Min and Chu to fight for a long time.
The last general thought that although the prime minister's worries were not immediate dangers, they were worries of the future. Buddhism was powerful and had many followers. If this matter came true, it might not be conducive to the king's unification plan. "
Shi Xiangfei was obviously well prepared. When Yang Rui asked, he quickly answered respectfully.
"Since both Qing families feel that this matter is of great importance, is there any plan to prepare for a rainy day?" Yang Rui pondered for a while and then said.
"I think I can let Commander Yu lead the elite troops of Heiyundu to Lingnan to try to intercept the transport team and seize the Buddha's bones." Shi Xiangfei said.
"Weichen agrees with General Shi's strategy of intercepting the Buddha's bones, but Heiyundu is the king's personal guard. Once the matter is revealed, his identity will be exposed easily. Weichen thinks it is best to screen out irrelevant people in the world to carry out this matter, regardless of the matter. Whether it succeeds or not, we can push it aside completely to avoid direct conflict with Nan Han and others taking advantage of it."
After Fu Neng nodded, he took the opportunity to make better suggestions.
"This matter will be handled according to the wishes of Fu Qing's family. You can decide who and what needs to be deployed. Make sure that Nan Han cannot get what he wants."
When Wang Qi'an slowly regained consciousness, he found himself on the top of a peak surrounded by clouds and mist, with a cliff not far ahead.
A figure on the side was facing away from him, holding a gun in one hand and behind his back in the other. He was looking down, motionless. The whole figure seemed to be embedded in the world, integrated with the surrounding environment, completely natural and indivisible, that kind of figure It feels both subtle and shocking.
After a while, the scene in front of me changed again. The cliff at the peak disappeared and was replaced by a cliff with water pouring down from the top of the mountain. The water flow formed a curtain of water, almost covering the entire cliff. An entrance was vaguely visible behind the water curtain.
When Wang Qi'an walked towards the water curtain, intending to take a peek at the entrance, a clear sound rang in his ears. He was shocked and opened his eyes suddenly.
Wang Qi'an found himself lying on a wooden bed, and he saw a simple thatched house in front of him.
It turned out to be a dream, Wang Qian thought.
Where is this place and why are you here? After regaining consciousness, Wang Qi'an gradually remembered the scene where his hand fell into the Yangtze River after being attacked by a masked man. He could still feel a dull pain in the palm of his chest.
When he wanted to get up, he suddenly felt dizzy and barely managed to hold the bed board with his hands to prevent him from falling back on the bed.
He felt weak in his limbs and weak in body. What was even more frightening was that he felt that the true energy in his body seemed to be absent, and he could not gather it at all.
Wang Qi'an was shocked. Could it be that he had lost all his martial arts skills? After he tried many times to gather his inner strength to no avail, he couldn't help but laugh sadly and had to admit this cruel fact.
It seems that any ambitious plan of great cause and revenge can only come to nothing, and I can only spend the rest of my life like an ordinary person.
Wang Qi'an seemed to remember something. He stretched out his hands to fumble around his chest and waist and then looked around. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a small bundle hanging on the other wall.
At this time, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and there was a sound of footsteps hitting the ground. It seemed that the person who came did not know martial arts.
Wang Qi'an stared at the entrance, wanting to see who was coming here.
With a "beep" sound, the wooden door was pushed open, and a woman wearing coarse Gebu clothes and holding a wooden basin in both hands walked in.
She didn't seem to expect that Wang Qi'an would wake up. When she suddenly saw him sitting on the bed, looking at her intensely, she was startled, and the wooden basin in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
Seeing her delicate face and sparkling eyes, Wang Qi'an couldn't help but smile at her. Just as he was about to speak, she suddenly screamed and then said "I'll tell the Taoist priest...", turned around and ran away like a gust of wind.
"Taoist? Is this a Taoist temple?" Wang Qi'an looked confused and tried to search in his mind, but could not remember any relevant information.
He struggled to walk to the other wall and took off the bundle. Inside was a palm-sized brocade box, which Wang Qi'an's father left for him when they separated.
When Wang Qi'an carefully opened the brocade box, a dark purple oval crystal ball and a silk book full of strange words were revealed. Seeing that both were safe and sound, Wang Qi'an was completely relieved.
Wang Qi'an picked up the silk book and couldn't help but feel excited. The traitor usurped the country, relatives and friends were harmed, his father's whereabouts were unknown, he himself had lost all his martial arts, and fate did not seem to favor him.
The night before he left, his father told him that the text in this silk scroll was copied and copied from eighty-eight sixty-four pieces of tortoise shell.
It is said that the sixty-four pieces of tortoise shells and purple crystal balls were excavated from an ancient tomb in Zizhou by a group of robbers. Although the characters on the tortoise shells are strange and difficult to understand, and the meaning is unclear, they look very old and seem to be valuable. Ancient objects, purple crystal balls may seem ordinary, but they can exist in ancient tombs, so they are extraordinary objects.
So they took the two to Bianzhou City and sold them to Zhenbaozhai, the largest antique and cultural relic store in the city, at a high price.
The owner of Zhenbaozhai was very interested in these strange words that were very different from contemporary writing habits. He once told people that according to his many inquiries, these sixty-four tortoise shells were very similar to the totem sacred totem of the Xuanyuan clan in ancient times. Because they are so old, these words are so ancient and difficult to understand.
However, until his death, he could not decipher the secrets of these words.
His son could only abide by his father's will, find someone to engrave the words on the tortoise shells, and then bury the sixty-four pieces of tortoise shells with his father.
Later, for some unknown reason, this silk book and the purple crystal ball fell into the hands of a close friend of my father's. Before his death, he gave them to his father for safekeeping, and now they are passed to him.
The words on the silk book certainly made him extremely curious, but the purple crystal ball gave him an even more weird and mysterious feeling.
Once he found that the color of the crystal ball not only became brighter and translucent, but also became hot. When he couldn't help but reach out to touch it, a huge and rapid energy came from him, making his whole body feel like being electrocuted. The true energy in his body was wandering around, and he almost went crazy. Fortunately, the crystal ball immediately returned to its original state and the energy disappeared, so he said it was a fluke.
Just as Wang Qi'an was deep in thought and memory with his silk book, the sound of footsteps came from outside again. When he woke up and turned around, he happened to see a Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes, with a kind face and white beard and hair.
"Xuan Yi, the master of Pindao Taiping Temple, I finally woke up. I wonder how my body feels?" Xuan Yi asked kindly with a peaceful face and twirled his beard.
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for your concern. It's generally fine, but I'm afraid I won't be able to hold a knife or a gun again." Wang Qi'an stretched his hands and feet and said with a helpless smile to Taoist Priest Xuan.
"The implication...have you lost all your internal strength?" Xuan Yi knew how cruel losing martial arts is to a martial arts practitioner. He couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart and said with a look of regret.
"Absolutely. The true energy in the body cannot be condensed at all, let alone the energy and energy." Wang Qi'an said calmly.
"Although I am proficient in medicine, I have never practiced martial arts. It is difficult for me to find out the root cause of your situation." Xuan Yi pondered for a while and then said: "But brother, don't lose confidence yet. Maybe there is someone who can help you."
Wang Qi'an knew his own affairs and didn't care who Xuandaochang was talking about. He changed the topic and said, "I remember that I lost consciousness after being knocked into the river by the enemy. I don't know why I am here again?"
"It's just a coincidence that Pindao happened to be crossing the river by boat at that time and saw you floating on the river. He couldn't bear to see you dead in the Yangtze River. He wanted to fish you up and find a place to bury you.
Unexpectedly, although your internal injuries were extremely serious, your heart was still alive. Pindao was not sure at the time, so he just tried his best to rescue you. Thanks to the auspiciousness of people and heaven, he was able to escape the disaster. "
"It turns out that the Taoist priest came to the rescue. I would like to express my gratitude for the rebirth."
Wang Qi'an was about to stand up and bow, but Xuan Yi pressed his shoulder lightly to stop him, so he could only express his gratitude.
"I wonder how long I have been unconscious? Where is this place?" Wang Qixianan continued.
"Here is a hidden valley in Boluo Mountain in the south of Lingnan, where Pindao rests for a while while collecting herbs.
You have been in coma for eighty-one days. I have never seen such serious injuries. The meridians are blocked, the true energy is chaotic, and the vitality is almost gone. Fortunately, the heart veins are not damaged, otherwise the gods would be helpless.
Some treatment drugs will be extremely difficult to find for a while. Fortunately, there are some collections in Taiping Temple, so after your injury is temporarily stabilized that day, I will bring you all the way back here before you can continue the treatment. "
"Although you have just woken up, you look good..."
Xuan looked at Wang Qi'an up and down as he spoke. When his eyes fell on the silk book in Wang Qi'an's hand, his whole body was shocked.
He actually stepped forward and grabbed the silk book, opened his eyes wide, and asked sharply with excitement:
"Where did you get this?"
Wang Qi'an was startled by Xuan Yi's sudden change, wondering if this silk book had anything to do with him.
Seeing Wang Qian's lack of response, Xuan Yi realized his gaffe, handed the silk book back to Wang Qian, and said apologetically:
"I'm so impolite."
Then he sighed, walked to the bed and sat down, closed his eyes and became silent.
Xuan Yi's unusual behavior made Wang Qi'an quite at a loss. He saw the expression on Xuan Yi's face constantly changing, with joy, anger, sadness, pain, and pity alternating with each other.
Wang Qi'an didn't know why and didn't dare to disturb him. He just sat aside and waited patiently.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Xuan Yi's expression gradually returned to calm. He slowly raised his eyelids, opened his eyes with dim eyes, and looked at Wang Qi'an. After a long sigh, he said:
"I thought in vain that I had practiced diligently for sixty years. I had long since become indifferent to all things. If my mind was as still as water, I could not be stagnant in things, not worried about the heart, and not indulged in emotions. I tried it today and realized that my practice is so shallow. It's a shame. Little brother is laughing."
Wang Qi'an saw Xuan Yi's eyes full of confusion and helplessness, completely different from when he first met him.
Full of questions in his heart, he couldn't help but say: "This silk book was given to me before my family's farewell. I wonder what it has to do with the Taoist Priest?"
"It doesn't matter whether we are related or not. Brother, can you tell me where this silk book comes from?" Xuandao asked.
Wang Qi'an did not doubt that he was there, and told him in detail what he knew.
After hearing this, Xuan Yi nodded in relief and said slowly: "The words on this silk book do come from ancient times. However, the Xuanyuan clan is not owned by the Xiong clan, but is from the Lai clan of the "Jiuli tribe" who are descendants of Emperor Taihao. Li clan.
There are probably only a few people in the world today who can still read this ancient text. "
Xuan Yi seemed to be lost in thoughts of memories, and then said after a moment:
“According to oral tradition from successive leaders of the clan, a shocking war broke out between the Jiuli Tribe and the Huaxia Tribe in ancient times.
In the end, the Huaxia tribe led by Ji Xuanyuan defeated the Jiuli tribe led by Chi You. Ji Xuanyuan killed Chi You on the spot, and the Jiuli tribe was defeated. Only "Escape God" Kuafu fled the scene, and the others were killed or surrendered.
"Could it be that what the Taoist Master was talking about was the Battle of Zhuolu in ancient legends? Could it be that this battle really existed? I have always thought that this was just fabricated by good people."
Xuan Yi shook his head and continued: "Kuafu targeted himself and attracted Ji Xuanyuan to send an army to exterminate the deserters. He relied on his concealment skills to appear and disappear, firmly restraining the main force of the pursuing army.
At the same time, he ordered the rest of the remaining tribes to flee to the southeast. Among them, the Laili tribe fled south with the others, and finally hid in the territory of Fan State, and then continued to move south, and finally lived in seclusion in a valley in the Jiulian Mountains south of Qianzhou. Come down.
After hundreds of generations of changes, most Laili people no longer live in seclusion and have become integrated with other local ethnic groups.
In the past hundred years, fewer and fewer people have mentioned this ethnic tribe from ancient times.
Although forgotten, the Laili tribe has never disappeared. There are still people deep in the Jiulian Mountains who cling to the oldest tribal way of life until a tragic event occurred sixty-seven years ago. "
Having said this, Xuan Yi once again showed a miserable and resentful expression, his throat was hoarse and even choked. He paused for a while before continuing:
“It was a scene of cruel massacre. At midnight, when everyone was sleeping soundly, fires broke out, and a group of people appeared out of nowhere, wrapped tightly in black clothes, and killed everyone on sight.
In the dark night, screams, calls for help, and screams resounded throughout the valley. The entire tribe, except for the leader's youngest son, shivered in front of the gang of thugs.
Just as they were about to eradicate the problem, three Taoist priests wearing feathers and holding whisks suddenly appeared. After a fierce battle with the men in black, they rescued the child. "
At this point, Xuan Yi finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
"What hatred does this gang of thugs have against the tribe? Where is the leader's youngest son now?"
Wang Qi'an couldn't help but feel sad when he heard such a tragedy.
"The surviving child was Pindao. The people who saved me were the Baiyun Sanguo from Baiyun Temple in Jiulian Mountain. After they rescued me, they took me to Taiping Temple in Lingnan and handed me over to the previous temple owner, who asked me to worship him. Become a teacher, study scriptures and learn Taoism.
Later, I heard from my master that all three of them had suffered serious internal injuries in the battle, so he took me to Lingnan to return to see them. Within three months, they became immortals and returned to the west. "
"I just lost my temper and got excited because I saw that this silk book is written in the Chinese language of my tribe. If I don't mind, can you let me have a look at it again?"
"The Taoist priest has been kind enough to save my life, so a mere volume of silk book is of no use." Wang Qi'an said and handed it to Xuan Yi.
Chief Xuan took the silk book and looked at it carefully for a while and then said: "This book seems to contain the ancients' method of regulating the meridians, regulating qi and blood, and training the soul to strengthen the soul..."
"I suddenly have an unkind request. I wonder if Taoist Master Lao can translate the contents of this silk book. I am also very curious about what is written on it."
Wang Qi'an couldn't help but say when he saw that Chief Xuan could actually read these strange words.
"That's fine. The poor Taoist will take this book back to study it first, and ask Xia'er to send the translation back here tomorrow." Xuan said.
"Xia'er?" Wang Qi'an seemed to have never heard of this person before and couldn't help but asked in shock.
"It's the girl you met today. It was she who quickly went to notify me when she saw you woke up.
She is the daughter of Aunt Chu from the nearby Zhengjia Village. Her name is Chu Yunxia. I saw that she was smart and smart, so I taught her some medical and herbal principles in my free time. She will take extra care of you during your coma. "
Seeing Wang Qian's confused look, Xuan Yi explained.
Those clear eyes and pretty face flashed through Wang Qi'an's mind, and he said sheepishly:
"Please, Taoist Priest, apologize to her on my behalf. She may have been frightened just now."
"Haha, don't worry about such small things."
When talking about Chu Yunxia, Xuan's face showed a loving look.
"My little brother is fine, but he is recovering from a serious injury after all. It is not suitable to move around. He will rest here for a few days. Pindao will have someone send him meals."
After taking Wang Qi'an's pulse, Chief Xuan said goodbye and left.
Wang Qi'an moved back to the wooden bed and sat down. He had mixed feelings in his heart. Although he escaped from death, he had lost all his martial arts. He didn't know whether to be happy or sad. It seemed that he would have to adapt to it for a while.
The next day, Xuan Yi indeed asked Chu Yunxia to bring the silk book and the contents he had translated and return them to Wang Qi'an.
"I'm really sorry for scaring you yesterday." Wang Qi'an said apologetically.
"It's just Xia'er who is timid and useless. You must not laugh at me."
Xia'er blinked her slender eyelashes, flashed her watery and clear eyes, and said with a naive and innocent look.
"Xia'er, that's a very nice name."
Facing the pure girl who looked like a hibiscus emerging from water, Wang Qi'an's heart moved when he saw her, and he couldn't help but feel happy and smiled kindly.
"Because I was born in summer, they all call me Xia'er. Big brother, what's your name?"
Chu Yunxia said curiously.
"My name is Wang Qi'an, I pray for peace," Wang Qi'an said.
"Then Xia'er will call you brother Qi'an from now on.
I'm leaving. Xia'er has to go back to help the Taoist priest collect herbs. I'll see Brother Qi'an tomorrow. "
After Chu Yunxia finished speaking, he waved his hand to Wang Qi'an and walked out the door.
For some reason, Wang Qian felt a little disappointed when he saw Chu Xia'er leaving. He was shocked, did he like to be with her?
But he had just met her. Could it be that after losing all his martial arts skills, his relationship became fragile.
Just when Wang Qi'an was restless and thinking wildly, footsteps came from outside the door. This time it was two people, one heavy and one light.
When Wang Qi'an walked out of the door, he happened to see Xuan Yi and another tall and thin Taoist priest he had never met walking towards the hut.
"My little brother's physique must be different from ordinary people. I haven't seen you for just one night. His complexion has recovered to some extent, and there is no trace of recovery from serious injuries."
Seeing Wang Qi'an appear at the door, Xuan Yi looked at him carefully and said in surprise.
"The spirit is as rich as jade, and the appearance is extraordinary. This little brother is truly a rare talent. No wonder Brother Xuan Dao cares so much about it."
The tall and thin Taoist priest who came with him praised enthusiastically.
"This is Taoist Master Xunmu, the master of Chongxu Temple. He is a friend of mine for many years. Master Xunmu Temple has profound Taoist skills and is one of the most powerful Taoists. I specially invited him here today to see if he can help you." The chi thing helped.”
Xuan Yi introduced it to Wang Qian.
"Brother Xuandao is overly praised. If you don't get a clue after a while, then you won't be slapping me on the spot, haha."
Xunmu laughed heartily.
"Wang Qi'an, the boy, has met the temple master."
Wang Qi'an clasped his hands and bowed respectfully to Xunmu.
"Brother, there is no need for etiquette. We and other people in the world don't talk about red tape.
Come on, come on, let's talk about it later, let the old man see what's going on first. "
Without seeing any movement from Xunmu, he came to Wang Qi'an's side. Wang Qi'an only felt his right hand tighten, and his wrist was already clasped in Xunmu's hand. Before he could react, a burst of true energy penetrated his wrist.
Wang Qian's heart trembled. This Taoist seemed ordinary, but he didn't expect his martial arts to be so high.
He felt that the true energy input by Xunmu was like a spiritual living creature, constantly wandering and snooping through the meridians around his body.
"That's weird." Xunmu's slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly, his eyes flashed with lightning, and his face showed a strange expression for a moment.
"Did Brother Dao find anything?" Xuan Yi asked with concern upon seeing this.
Xunmu did not answer Xuan Yi's question. He let go of Wang Qi'an's wrist, and kept tapping Wang Qi'an's acupuncture points such as Ni Gong, Jiaji, and Jade Pillow with his palms. After a long while, he stopped and closed his eyes in silence.
Wang Qi'an only felt that every time Xunmu slapped, a stream of pure internal energy rushed into the acupoints in his body, but it disappeared instantly.
"The situation inside my little brother's body is really weird. My meridians and acupoints all seem to be lifeless, and there is no internal energy left at all. But when my true energy reaches my lower Dantian, I faintly feel that there is a hidden force facing me. The invading zhenqi is watching with eager eyes, but it is impossible to detect where it is hidden. It is purely a mysterious induction.
I have never encountered such a situation. Can you tell me who injured you?
If you can understand the origin of the other party's martial arts, it may be more helpful to your current situation. "
Xunmu opened his eyes at this time, glanced at Wang Qi'an, and asked with a solemn expression.
After realizing that he had lost all his martial arts skills, Wang Qi'an tried his best to avoid thinking about what happened before. When Xunmu asked, the terrifying methods of the mysterious masked man that day appeared in front of his eyes again, and his face showed sadness, anger and sadness.
He knew that Xun Mu's question would not be misguided. After calming down a little, he slowly revealed the details of the attack on Dajiang that day.
"You're still dressed in night clothes in broad daylight? Could it be that someone you know is afraid of exposing your identity?" Xuan Yi guessed.
"Judging from his body shape and martial arts skills, I can confirm that I have never encountered this person before. His true energy is so cold that it can make people fall into ice caves, and there is also a terrifying stickiness that makes people trapped in a spider web and unable to move."
After listening to what Wang Qi'an said, Xunmu walked back and forth in the room, seeming to be trying hard to search for relevant people in his mind. He often walked around the world, and many well-known martial arts masters from the north and south were familiar with it, so they turned their backs on what Wang Qi'an said. People, but have no impression.
"It doesn't make sense, could it be them?" Xunmu suddenly paused and muttered to himself.
Seeing Xuan Yi and Wang Qi'an staring at him with confusion, Xun Mu couldn't help but explain:
"I heard from my master that there is a mysterious tribe that is accustomed to doing things at night. They are known as the "Night Demon Tribe". They have mysterious origins, amazing martial arts, insidiousness, cruelty and a tendency to kill. They once caused a bloody storm in the world.
Their decoration and internal strength are very similar to the people you mentioned, but they have not appeared in the Central Plains martial arts for nearly a hundred years, and they have never been heard of appearing during the day. "
"Is it possible that a descendant of his clan will re-enter the world?" Xuan asked.
"If it is really a lineage of the "Night Demon Clan", the "Yin Condensing Demonic Technique" they practice is extremely vicious and harmful. It can freeze and solidify the meridians of a person, making it difficult for the true energy to circulate, resulting in a feeling of powerlessness and difficulty. If it cannot be eliminated in time, eventually, It will lead to serious damage to the meridians, blockage, withering and death." Xunmu said.
"I just took pictures of the many acupuncture points on your body. Although I can't detect the true energy, it doesn't look like it's blocked or damaged. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to stand here as if you weren't injured. It's really puzzling." Xunmu sighed.
Wang Qi'an smiled calmly and said calmly: "It is a great blessing for me to be able to save my life. Whether I can recover my martial arts is left to fate. The two Taoist priests don't have to worry about me anymore. I really feel sorry for you."
"Okay, okay, my little brother has a broad mind and an open-minded temperament. He is a man of my generation. This matter may not be unsolvable. I will think about it when I go back." Xunmu saw that Wang Qi'an had a relaxed attitude towards resuming martial arts, and thought to himself Ziguo was different from ordinary people, he couldn't help but admired from the bottom of his heart.
After sending Xuan Yi and Xun Mu away, Wang Qi An walked out of the hut. He saw the mountain peak behind the hut like a curved arm enclosing the entire valley. The surrounding trees were dense, and a mountain spring was gurgling next to it, meandering down from the top. It flows slowly forward.
Looking around the quiet valley in front of him, Wang Qi'an felt relaxed and happy, and all his worries disappeared.
At this moment, Wang Qi'an suddenly felt a heat in his Dantian, and a warm current spread all over his body. Then a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart. He keenly felt a biting murderous aura coming from the dense trees on the left, making him feel cold all over his body.
When he turned around quickly, his eyes were fixed on the location where the murderous aura came from, but he could only see the dancing shadows of trees and no sign of anyone. At this time, the warmth in his body also disappeared, so much so that Wang Qi'an thought it was just his imagination.
Who would come here to such a hidden valley? Maybe it's just that I'm suspicious. Besides, even if someone really wants to do harm to him, given his current situation, he can only sit back and wait. Wang Qian couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly as he thought about it, and walked back to the hut.
