Whoosh, whoosh... the sound of breaking through the sky came instantly.
This party has been fighting for a long time, and darkness has already fallen, and it started to rain heavily again.
When the boatman looked carefully, there were several shurikens. It was a black figure who came out first. Several people stepped on the boats across the river and headed towards the other side. The killers in the boats were all trampled into the water, and behind them were others. Several people were chasing after him. Bian Licheng, who was on the shore, saw that the person coming was evil, so he couldn't stop the first person, so he led a group of killers and tried to follow up. He saw rosary beads, alms bowls, Zen staffs, and vajra pestles coming at him one after another. Bian Licheng dodged and dodged, only to see people behind him being hit one after another. He couldn't stand, and he didn't dare to attack again. Fortunately, these people didn't attack hard, and they didn't have the intention to kill. The killers just took their lives.
When the boatman saw another fight on the shore, he suddenly became suspicious. The ice blade that had been holding the opponent suddenly turned into a stream of water, dripping with rainwater on his chest. The boatman abandoned Xu Yuansong and waded towards the other side.
I heard one person in the group behind say with a slightly different voice but full of energy: "Walking on water is really a handsome skill." Ordinary warriors, leaping and galloping, all rely on holding a breath of true energy in their chests. When he made a sound, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he was galloping forward. It was really impressive.
Bian Licheng and others picked up Xu Yuansong and bandaged his wounds, but the bodies of Ba Tianxiong and the killers who were thinking deeply went down with the water and could not be salvaged. Xu Yuansong was lucky enough to save a life, but he was already going crazy.
In fact, it is not that Xu Yuansong and others are not good at martial arts, but that this group of people has been in Jingchu for a long time, and there are so many masters in this corner. Even if there is a master who is afraid of the Xiaoxiang clan's forces, he does not dare to fight against him. Over time, he becomes arrogant. If Xu Yuansong had the power of foresight, he would understand that the people he meets today are all leaders in the world, and they are also heroes in the world. There is no need to belittle oneself.
When the boatman caught up, the six of them reached the shore. Song Jing's muscles and bones were so weak that he was dragged to the shore and was sitting in the muddy water, breathing heavily. At the same time, the leading black shadow also arrived at the shore. The man glanced at this side strangely and left quickly. However, the Xiaoxiangmen killer who was chasing him was kicked by the black shadow on the way and fed all the fish and shrimps into the river. On the contrary, it helped everyone in front of me.
The seven people found a broken house to take shelter from the rain. Xuanduan and others found a pile of dry and wet firewood and lit a fire. Just as he was about to say hello, he saw the boatman's short shirt swaying in the wind, without any trace of rain. Looking closely, there seemed to be a burst of light all over his body, and the rainwater fell half an inch away from him, and he couldn't get close at all. Secretly marveling, he thought to himself: Looking at the martial arts world, I have only seen my master with this kind of inner strength cultivation in my life. The master is known as the saint of the martial arts world. Who is this person? His martial arts skills are so high. Thinking that I am no better than Liu Feifeng and others, even inferior to Xu Yuansong, I can't help but feel cramped in my heart.
With his thoughts in mind, he invited the boatman into the house and said, "I was rescued today. May I ask the hero's name?"
The boatman no longer covered himself up, slowly raised his head, and said calmly: "Tiannan Pavilion Nanyun."
Perhaps Song Jing and Xue Ning had never heard of this name, but Xuanduan and the other three were shocked and all bowed down: "See Mr. Nanhou."
Nan Yun asked in vain: "Living next to each other, the three Taoist priests do not need to be polite." This Tiannan Pavilion was originally built on the Tianshan Mountains. It is on the same mountain as the Tianshan Sect but has different peaks.
Song Jing whispered to Xue Ning: "Who is Nanyun? Is he famous?"
Xue Ning playfully lowered her voice and replied: "She doesn't look very famous, but she looks very powerful, much better than you."
The man smiled slightly: "Nanyun is me, now we know each other."
Xuan Duan said sternly: "This is the current Pavilion Master of Tiannan Pavilion and the Deputy Protector-General of Anxi Protectorate. He was born as a general and was granted the title of County Marquis. Because he commanded an army of 80,000 to defend Tiannan for a long time, he is known as the Marquis of Tiannan."
Xue Ning stuck out her tongue, lowered her head, and glanced sideways from time to time.
Several people explained the reasons and experiences of this journey.
While he was talking, Nanyun suddenly heard footsteps outside the broken house. Xuan Duan and the others were a little weak internally, but soon they heard footsteps. They thought that the other party was not slow, but at this time Nanyun lowered his guard. He already understood in his heart, but did not say anything more. Everyone else held their breath and waited for the arrival.
With a creak, the door of the broken house was pushed open, and three people dressed as monks walked in. Take a closer look at these three people. The one on the left is tall and thin, about two feet tall, with a dark face, curly hair, and half-clothed monk clothes. The left hand is begging for alms; the man in the middle has yellow skin, is of medium build, but is bald and very kind. He holds a Zen staff in his left hand and a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand. His cassock is all wet from the rain; the man on the right has slightly white skin and is in the middle. They are all dressed up in the same way, but the monk's clothes are ragged and he holds a vajra in his right hand.
A monk in the middle clasped his hands together, bowed to everyone, and said in words with an exotic tone: "I am not wise. This is because my two junior brothers are not empty and fearless." He pointed at the two monks on the left and right. "We are monks from the South Tianzhu Kingdom. We have heard that there are countless believers in China and come here to promote Buddhism."
Nan Yun and others bowed in return.
Nan Yun said: "Is the person who was rushing past the shore just now classified as a master?"
Sanxuan and other Wenyan were all startled and clenched their weapons one after another, fearing that these three monks were in the same group as Xiaoxiangmen.
Bu Zhi saw everyone's actions. Although he was puzzled, he still said patiently: "Just now, it was the three of us who were chasing a Japanese ninja. When we saw someone blocking the way, we just took action to knock him down. Could it be that those are yours?" friend?"
Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood, and their nervousness disappeared instantly, and they quickly invited the three of them to sit down around the campfire.
Xuanduan: "We were chased just now. I'm afraid that the masters are related to the thief."
Bu Zhi said quickly: "That's absolutely not the case."
Nanyun: "I don't know why the three masters came into conflict with the Japanese ninja."
Wu Zhi said: "My brothers and I came east to promote Buddhism all the way, but with little success. We heard that the Queen of Luoyang loves Buddha, so we came here."
Buwei said: "On the way, I met a person who claimed to be going to attend the Funiu Mountain Conference. He was assassinated on the way, and before he could be rescued, the person died."
Nanyun said: "You masters have been tracing all the way, and you may have found out that this Japanese ninja is harming people by chance."
Bu Zhi said: "Exactly, our investigation along the way attracted the attention of this Japanese man, who intended to poison us. Thanks to Junior Brother Buwei who is proficient in medicine and saw the clues, we were spared."
Buwei said: "The Japanese man failed to poison him and secretly launched a hidden weapon. Fortunately, he met my second senior brother, who was dressed in copper skin and iron bones. His treacherous plan was difficult to pull off. The three of me chased him all the way, and I happened to meet everyone."
Wuzhi continued: "However, that Japanese ninja has strange movement skills and is especially good at hiding. We fought against him more than ten times along the way. He has superb sword skills and is a good opponent. One person can't defeat him in a hurry, but The man was alone and did not dare to fight with us openly. We chased him for several days and finally let him escape." Wuzhi looked frustrated.
Although everyone was in the cabin at the time, Nagyun could clearly see that he was attacked with shurikens first, and then all the killers were trampled to death by this man. He knew that this man was very vicious, and he would definitely take him down in one fell swoop when he saw him in the future. leaving behind disaster.
Not afraid to see Xuan Ying looking sick at this time, he enthusiastically stepped forward to help him see the doctor. He shook his head without fear and said with joy: "Xiang must have been poisoned, but after treatment, although there was poison in the body, it was no longer serious. However, there is no symptomatic medicine around the poor monk, so it is difficult to eradicate it. , I will go on a journey tomorrow to collect medicinal materials."
When Xuan Ying heard what Buwei, who was well versed in Huang's art, said, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed: "I don't need to worry about it, Master. Mount Wutai is approaching. We're going to pay a visit to Senior Medicine King. He must have a lot of good medicine there."
He was not afraid of being overjoyed when he heard the words. He was originally a medicine monk, and his mission was to help the living. He had long heard that there was such a strange man in China. He couldn't help but feel itchy and wanted to pay a visit. He immediately asked to go with him, and was waiting for everyone to talk. occasion.
Nanyun thought to himself: First, Funiu Mountain held a meeting of heroes, then Emperor Wu asked for the Marriage Umbrella, Zui San San asked himself to escort a few people to Mount Wutai, then the Jingchu Xiaoxiangmen set foot in the Central Plains, and then the Japanese ninjas came from the west and killed the martial arts people who attended the meeting. , and then there are the three monks from South Tianzhu. It can be said that masters from all over the world gathered in the plains from all directions. It would be unbelievable to say that there was no one behind it.
Seeing Nan Yun's serious expression, Xue Ning asked with concern: "Master Nan Hou, what's wrong with you?". Nan Yun calmed down: "I saw many masters gathered along the way. I'm afraid something big will happen in the martial arts world. I'll rush to Mount Wutai as soon as possible and rescue Taoist Master Xuan Ying before we make any plans."
After the last incident, the vitality of the troops sent by the Xiaoxiang Sect to the Central Plains was seriously injured, and many masters in this field were nearby, so no one was watching them along the way. Everyone arrived at the foot of Mount Wutai smoothly.
Nanyun saw that Wutai Mountain had arrived, and the three-year commission for drunkenness had been fulfilled, and he was about to leave. At this time, a woman ran out from the pavilion at the foot of the mountain: "Brother, wait a minute."
Nan Yun said in surprise: "Nanyi, why are you here?"
The girl named Nan Yi said, "Uncle Drunk brought me here. Uncle Drunk said he asked me to take you to meet someone." After saying that, he waved his hand and an eight or nine-year-old girl ran out of the pavilion.
Nanyun couldn't help but wonder, what does such a little girl have to do with me.
At this moment, two Taoists came down from the mountain, about fifty or sixty years old.
One person should be the first to say: "I am a poor Taoist in Qingyang. Your distinguished guest has come to Huishan. I am not welcomed at a distance, but I hope you will forgive me."
Nanyun always had unparalleled martial arts skills and superb strategies. At this moment, he was also full of suspicion. He knew that drunkenness for three years could not harm him, but he didn't know what mystery was hidden in it.
Xuanduan was worried about Xuan Ying's injury, so he grabbed it first: "Xuan Duan of the Tianshan sect, my junior brother Xuan Ying was poisoned, so he came here to pay a visit to the Medicine King, Taoist Master Sun."
Taoist Qingyang: "Taoist Master, please be at ease." He said to the side: "Junior Brother Qingjing, please take this Taoist Master Xuanying to detoxify him and take good care of him."
Xuanduan and Xuanrui immediately thanked him and followed him.
Not afraid of the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, he left alone. The remaining two monks looked a little embarrassed, bowed to Taoist Qingyang, and followed him away.
Qingyang Taoist: "Qin Lian, please take this sister to play in the mountains."
The two girls slowly walked away, and now they were the only two left.
Qingyang Taoist took out something from his arms, and Nanyun's expression suddenly changed.
