"It's like a shooting star!" A clear voice sounded.
As soon as they entered the rather exquisite courtyard, a man in white stepped sideways, holding a sword in one hand and stabbing forward quickly. His energy was like a rainbow, his body was like a dragon, and his power was extremely powerful. "咻~" The sword penetrated the air and made a buzzing sound. Before the sound stopped, the man in white stabbed back with the same sword.
"You can't see anything when you turn aside!" The man in white shouted.
The sword stroke only reached half of the thrust, and suddenly the force suddenly reversed. The sword was swung diagonally from bottom to left, and the move was urgent and dangerous, as if evil and charming.
"The leaves are falling with the wind, but they are not swirling in the waves!"
The man in white was chanting, his steps quickened, he turned over and jumped several feet, dived down from a high place, and the long sword in his hand stabbed and spun quickly, leaving almost no trace behind.
"Second Master, your swordsmanship is really getting sharper!" Beside the rockery in the courtyard, a middle-aged man in black with a long beard approached the man in white and praised sincerely. The man in white sheathed his sword and laughed at himself, "Hey, I'm just practicing blindly, but you're making a joke."
"Second Master, you are really too modest. This sword technique of yours is a new one and has not yet been fully developed, but its essence can already be seen. Although the subordinates who are looking at it don't know how powerful it is, they can also see that this sword technique has strange changes and hidden tricks. The sword moves leave no trace when they come and go. When you are approaching the enemy, you can attack him unprepared and make the enemy tired to defend himself. With a little supplement, it can't be compared with the sword technique of reaching for the stars. It's not far behind even if you think about it!" The middle-aged man wearing black clothes said with a serious look.
"Haha, An Bei, your flattering skills are no worse than your hand skills!" The man in white laughed.
This man in white is An Ruqing, the second son of An Wuyu, the master of Zhaixing Pavilion. At this time, he was sent to the capital by the old master of the pavilion to take charge of affairs in the north. He is the third-ranked figure in Zhaixing Pavilion. The Anbei he refers to is the Northern Protector among the four protectors of Zhaixing Pavilion. He has followed An Wuyu for many years, and he can be said to have watched An Ruqing grow up. The two of them walked slowly and sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion in the courtyard.
"What time is it? Come to me too! What's the matter?" An Ruqing looked distracted and asked An Bei with a fake anger but a smile.
An Bei obviously already knew his usual character, so he didn't care and said softly, "Is there someone from the Southern Gang?"
"Oh?" An Ruqing became interested when he heard this. While taking a handkerchief to wipe his hands, he asked, "Is it He Zan who's here?"
An Bei was speechless and explained, "No, it's Cui Fang, the leader of the Southern Gang's Juyi Hall."
"Hey, He Zan is very calm. Why are he so arrogant at this time?" An Ruqing threw the brocade handkerchief into the copper plate, feeling a little disappointed and asked, "What does the Southern Gang want? Use it." How much money?" I thought I could see how miserable this big man was, but I couldn't. Anbei took out a small letter folder from his sleeve pocket, and saw three words written on it: Please note. An Ruqing took it, put it on the stone table after reading it, and muttered, "It seems that He Zan also knew in his heart that this good-for-nothing son was probably dead, but why did he spend the fifty thousand taels of silver? Is it just that? To find out where the body was buried?"
An Bei said with a smile, "Maybe these wealthy families have too much money to spend! Second Master, He Zan has a very important position in the world. On the third day after He Hengyue came to the capital, our people started to stare at him. Well, we know what He Zan wants." He Zan laughed loudly after hearing this, "Haha, then I will give them what they want tomorrow." Then he said bitterly, "I didn't know this before. The news comprador business makes so much money, hey! I have to take over some business from a restaurant or inn. What a waste!" The expression of regretting it too late is not funny.
Throughout the whole day, He Zan's heart felt like a stone was weighing on him, and he was extremely unhappy. He always wanted to get the "reply notes" from Zhaixing Pavilion earlier. "Heng Yue, as a father, I will no longer care about the many absurd and foolish things you did in the past. I hope you just got excited and had fun outside and forgot to come back. You are still safe and happy now! My son, if you have three advantages and two disadvantages, you will know that in this world There will be hundreds and thousands of people who will fight for your life!"
At three o'clock, there was a rush of footsteps in the courtyard outside the hall, and He Zan knew that it was Cui Fang who had arrived. "Guild Leader, there's a reply." Cui stood in front of He Zan, took out a letter from his sleeve pocket, bowed and gave it to He Zan with both hands, and said, "This is what someone from Zhaixing Pavilion sent to him. Please take a look at it." He Zan quickly took the wax envelope and saw that it was sealed with lacquer and had three words on the front: "Report Poster". When he opened it, there were only sixteen words on the white paper: Guoshan Zhenwu Temple Immortal Peak. Under the cliff of the back hall of Changsheng Hall.
After He Zan finished reading, his head was heavy and he felt dizzy. He clenched his hands tightly, the paper balled up in his palms, and white smoke gradually emerged from the gaps between his fists. "Yue'er, no matter who is responsible, my father will definitely find him out. Even if I risk my life, I will avenge you!" He Zan's eyes were red and filled with tears, and he swore with a trembling voice. After speaking, he slowly opened his palms, and the paper ball in his right palm had turned into ashes and floated down. Cui Fang, who was standing by the side, was horrified. He didn't know that the gang leader's Jinyang Five Palms had reached such a state, and he was too scared to speak. "Under the cliff of the Changsheng Hall of Zhenwu Temple, go pick up the young gang leader, come back, come back!" He Zan closed his eyes lightly, his eyelids still trembling, and said sadly. Cui Fang had already expected that the young gang leader was probably no longer alive. Seeing the gang leader's expression at this time, he naturally understood and didn't ask any more questions. He answered "yes" and quietly left.
"Zhenwu Guan? Zhanwei, you old bull nose, could it be you who did this?" He Zan guessed in his mind, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. What reason does Zhenwu Guan have to attack Heng Yue? If it wasn't Zhenwu Guan, then Who could it be?" He Zan felt pain and chaos in his heart, and he was more confused than ever before.
Qingxuan sat cross-legged and asked Mei Yuanchen, who was sitting opposite him, with a look of expectation in his eyes, "How is it? How many acupuncture points does the inner energy flow through?" Mei Yuanchen opened his eyes, collected his breath, and replied, "Master , the disciple’s luck has opened the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, Hand Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian, Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian, Hand Shaoyang Triple Burner Meridian, Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian, Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian and the Foot Shaoyang Gallbladder Meridian of both hands, and they are running smoothly. From the Liver Meridian of Foot Jueyin to Ququan Point on the right foot, there are a total of 278 points." Qingxuan nodded slightly and said, "Not bad!" In fact, Qingxuan felt more than satisfied. The speed at which young disciples practice here is really difficult to predict. It has only been half a month since the teaching, but the acupuncture points of these twelve meridians have been penetrated. Within an hour, the internal energy circulates in 278 acupoints, and the progress is really rapid. Although the internal Qi in his body is weak now, as his meridians are open and he is familiar with the Dharma, it is only a matter of time before the internal energy accumulates and deepens.
"I was supposed to teach you at night, but I thought that you would have to go back to the palace tonight, so I asked you to come early to Shenshi. Is there any inconvenience?" Today is the fifteenth day of February, and the hospital will be in charge of the hospital for two days after tomorrow. After suspending school, the students went back to their hometowns one after another at the beginning of Youshi. Mei Yuanchen said hurriedly, "Master, what's the inconvenience? It's cheap to practice martial arts with Master anytime and anywhere." The gratitude and reverence in his eyes were undoubtedly evident.
