Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

The gloomy sky was faintly white, in a barren mountain more than ten kilometers away from Quanzhen Sect.

call~

A gust of mountain wind blew by, and the three figures moved quickly, finally stopping outside a dimly lit hunter's hut.

And the leader stands on the wall, looking at the slightly bright hut with stern eyes, exuding an astonishing aura from his whole body, his eyes are scanning back and forth like a falcon, as if he is looking for his prey.

He was dressed in strong clothes, with a sword on his back, and his face was not covered. Behind him were two tall and burly men, with a spear and a sword, they were Ning Xiu, Liu Tongwu, and Xu Hanliang.

Ning Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly returned to his original position, and said to Liu Tongwu in the dark:

"You've done a good job. All three of them are inside. Don't make any noise yet. Let's take action together later, leaving none behind."

"yes!"

Immediately afterwards, a group of people quickly approached the hunter's cabin. When the distance was less than ten steps, the three people's breath-holding kung fu reached its peak. At this distance, they could already hear the voices of the three people talking in the room.

The people in the house seemed to be drinking and eating meat, and the sound of the dishes and chopsticks was intermittent.

Elder Peng said: "The Mongol army can't see the side at a glance. It's unreasonable that this group of bull-nosed Quanzhen sects still want to defend Zhongnan Mountain."

Only a little animal fat candle was lit in the room, the light was very dim, and there was a burst of foul-smelling black smoke.

Bai Shijing smiled and said: "The Mongolian army marched from east to west, fighting all over the world with invincible opponents. Annihilating Quanzhen Sect is like picking something out of a bag. Then it's time for us to make meritorious service."

"However, Jinlun Fawang and the others returned in a big defeat a few days ago, and even the gods were forced to retreat. That is embarrassing enough."

Ning Xiu sneered when he heard this, knowing that even the so-called gods of Mongolia could not forcibly take down the Quanzhen Sect, these three traitors dared to continue to pursue the idea of ​​Quanzhen Sect knowing this, I don't know whether to say they are self-confident or conceited.

"This is also very good, so that they know that to win the splendid country of the Song Dynasty, we must rely on us after all, and the warriors from Mongolia and the Western Regions alone will not be able to do it."

The third person spoke. He spoke calmly and resolutely. Those who heard his voice would involuntarily believe his words a little more.

There was a sound of sending wine bowls to each other.

"Elder Peng, if you can capture Xiangyang City this time, what kind of official will the Mongolian emperor give you?"

Hearing this, the fat beggar who was asked took a bite of his meat and said with a smile.

"The big sweat promised to be the official of the "General of Zhendong", but there is a good saying: three years of begging for food, the emperor is lazy. People in our beggar gang have been begging for a long time, how can we be an official?"

That's what he said, but his tone was obviously full of complacency.

As the saying goes, first come, first served, although his martial arts and status are not the ultimate in the beggar gang, but because he has been in Mongolia for a long time, he has done a lot of things, and his credit is still higher than Bai Shijing and Quan Guanqing.

"Then I'll congratulate you first." The remaining two congratulated you.

Elder Peng said with a smile: "You have made a lot of contributions in the past few years, and you will naturally have your share in the future."

That Bai Shijing said: "I don't want to be an official. It's just that you promised the Dafa of Conjuring Soul, when will it be taught to me?"

"When the Great Khan captures Xiangyang and destroys Qiao Feng and Guo Jing, once I become the guild leader and we both have free time, I will pass it on to you."

The two countries are at war, although the military strength of Mongolia is stronger than that of Song, but it is not easy to capture Xiangyang, which is guarded by Guo Jing and many masters and soldiers, it may take a year or so.

The night is long and the dream is full of dreams, but there may be some accidents.

Thinking of the long wait, Bai Shijing was afraid that Elder Peng would deceive him, so he said, "You have become the leader of the Beggar Gang, and you have also been appointed as the General of Zhendong in the Mongolian Kingdom. What's free?"

"At this moment, there is no one around, Elder Quan and I are brothers on the same boat, so why not pass it on to me here?"

The soul-absorbing method he seeks is actually a profound and profound spiritual method, similar to hypnosis, but stronger than hypnosis. Him, let him order.

This kind of cultivation method is really rare, Bai Shijing is so greedy.

"Brother Bai, don't you still trust your brother?" Elder Peng comforted, "The great achievement has not been accomplished yet, we still have to think about how to help Da Khan capture Xiangyang City, I will pass on this soul-stirring method to you. "

That Bai Shijing stopped talking, snorted, obviously not believing.

Quan Guanqing said with a smile at this moment: "Elder Peng, what you promised will have to be given sooner or later. You always push back to make people feel discouraged. Brother Bai, what Elder Peng said is also reasonable, let's get the big things done first , it’s not too late to pass on the merits.”

A flash of light flashed in Elder Peng's eyes, he looked at Quan Guanqing with a smile, and said: "Discuss this matter slowly, don't worry too much. Can you still trust my brother's behavior? I am a little urgent to urinate at the moment, two brothers, go out first one trip."

After finishing speaking, he got up, his eyes were no longer gentle, he opened the door and walked out, leaving Quan Guanqing and Bai Shijing to drink and eat meat.

Crash!

A black shadow rushed towards the drunk Elder Peng.

It was dark and late at night, no one saw clearly how he moved, only saw a flash of shadow, Ning Xiu suddenly jumped up, stretched his five fingers, and grabbed with both hands like lightning, directly as if strangling a chicken Cublike pierced the throat of Elder Peng who didn't even have time to react, and crushed him to death!

boom!

Seven different kinds of true qi emanated from his hands, instantly destroying Elder Peng's consciousness and making him fall into a baby-like sleep.

As if doing a trivial thing, Ning Xiu didn't even frown. After putting down the corpse quietly, he shook off the blood and looked at the two people in the room who didn't know it at all.

"Do it!"

A sudden voice sounded, and the figures of the two elders of the Beggar Clan who were chatting happily just now stopped for a moment, and the two of them immediately felt the explosion in the air, a strong threat and a howling evil wind rushing towards them!

"who is it!"

When there was no time left, Bai Shijing turned around brazenly, pouring internal energy into his arms, and with a single arm shake, he threw it backwards like a whip without even looking at it.

boom!

The fists and arms intersected, and the violent wind blew in all directions. Bai Shijing used "Wrapping Hands" to fight against him. He only felt that the opponent's strength was so fierce that he was completely different from his own level, and his body involuntarily took several big steps back.

The assailant gained momentum and stepped forward one after another, leaving several deep footprints on the ground, attacking him madly.

Quan Guanqing couldn't please him either, and he was defeated as soon as they fought, but he barely held on.

Bang bang bang!

There was a series of rapid bursting sounds, and within a moment of the four of them fighting each other, the Orion's hut collapsed and became a piece of ruins.

"As expected of an elder of the beggar gang, he still has some skills."

How could it be so fast!

"It's you!"

Quan Guanqing and Bai Shijing, who were fighting hard, followed the moonlight to see the face of the speaker, and their pupils shook.

Ning Xiu's appearance was too sudden, the speed was too fast, the screaming wind roared, and Bai Shijing, who had just dodged Xu Hanliang's powerful punch, had no time to dodge at this moment, so he could only watch helplessly as he appeared beside him in the blink of an eye. side, and felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and knee.

Plop!

"ah!"

Blood splattered, and Bai Shijing immediately fell to the ground. He supported the ground with one hand, and his legs could no longer move. A blood hole appeared in his abdomen, and the blood flowed profusely. The magic weapon is completely cut off.

"I am the elder of the beggar gang, you dare to kill me?!"

Quan Guanqing was horrified when he saw this, and just when he exposed his back, he felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and saw that a knife shining with golden luster had penetrated his chest.

"The traitor should of course be killed."

prick!

Ning Xiu put the knife back into its sheath, and a puddle of blood was thrown off, while Kunwu's knife was not stained with blood, and it breathed out a cold light.

Only then did he look away and ordered Liu Tongwu and Xu Hanliang to dispose of the corpse.

...

In summer, Zhongnan Mountain is lush and full of vitality. In front of the cliff of the remnant peak, under a green pine, a beautiful figure stood alone, silently looking at a small lake not far away.

Under the moonlight, the barrier lake is vast, the landslide boulders merge with the Tianchi Lake, and the green peaks and green waters constitute a fairyland on earth.

"So Miss Wanyan, you are here. I have been looking for you for a long time."

"Brother Lu."

The green gauze was light and thin, Wanyan Ping smoothed her hair with one hand, she narrowed her eyes with a smile, crescent like crescents, Lu Xiaofeng paused with the hand holding the jug, and jumped down from the tree.

"Miss Wanyan, I saw that you had a sad face just now, but what's wrong with you? It's very uncomfortable to bury your unhappy things in your heart alone. If one more friend knows, even if it can't be solved temporarily, it will be one less thing. So sad."

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng enlightening herself, Wanyanping was not affected by his positive emotions for a while, she showed a few shiny white teeth, bit her upper lip, and said after a while: "I just sigh, the beautiful scenery in front of me is so beautiful, I'm afraid it won't be long before it will be destroyed under the iron cavalry of the Mongols."

She is a descendant of the Kingdom of Jin. Ever since the Kingdom of Mongolia destroyed the Kingdom of Gold, she has carried a blood feud on her body. In order to get revenge, she assassinated Yelu Chucai, the prime minister of the Kingdom of Mongolia, several times, but to no avail. Later, she let go of her hatred due to various incidents.

But all the bloody and brutal actions of the Mongolian army on the road, how could she not let her recall the past, feel the coldness in the dimly lit place, and feel sad for a while.

"Is that so?"

Lu Xiaofeng saw her looking charmingly and charmingly, and when she spoke with a touch of sadness, I felt sorry for her, and couldn't help wanting to hug her and kiss her, but this matter was too bold and absurd, so I withdrew my thoughts and poured it on. Pass her a glass.

"Miss Wanyan, do you drink? The scenery of Zhongnan Mountain is so beautiful. If you drink some wine and watch the lake and moonlight, all your worries will be forgotten."

"Drink a little, but the capacity for alcohol is too low." Wan Yanping took a sip of the wine, then cast her eyes into the distance, and asked leisurely, "Brother Lu, when do you think I will have such good martial arts as you?"

Lu Xiaofeng put the jug behind him, and said with a smile: "Good martial arts are useless, there are many things in this world that can't be achieved by martial arts. For example..."

Hearing half of what he said, Wanyan Ping asked curiously, "Like what?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, pointed to the moon in the sky and said: "No matter how good your martial arts are, you can't pick the moon, and no matter how skilled you are, you can't pick the stars."

"What's more..." He deliberately paused, "No matter how good your martial arts are, if you're not happy, it's useless. So, Miss Wanyan, don't be unhappy."

After all, Lu Xiaofeng just looked at Wanyan Ping with a pair of dark eyes.

"Miss Wanyan, after drinking my wine, can I tell your story now?"

Wan Yanping smiled and nodded slightly.

The two drank wine and chatted slowly without saying a word.

It was the first time for her to drink so much wine, she took Lu Xiaofeng together, opened her heart to him, and drank all the wine in the flagon, but it didn't make her feel any better.

"Brother Lu, my mother is the best person in the world." Wanyan Ping supported her head, with wet tears still on her face.

"I—" She raised her head and took a sip of the wine, but her face was flushed red from the choking, and her eyelids were also red.

"How do I let go, now I'm left alone, how can I take revenge..." She held her head, Wanyan Ping, who used to be strong and hardworking in the past, shed two lines of tears at this moment.

Hearing her tragic life experience, Lu Xiaofeng felt more pity for her, let her lean on his shoulder, and patted her with his right hand.

The wine entered her throat, it was cold and sweet, but her intestines were warm, just like the person who grew up with her.

...

The tea was brewing in the purple-gold sand-wiping pot, Lu Xiaofeng picked it up and shook it lightly, the heat spread from the pot to the fingertips, it was very hot. Pour out the cup, it is full of greenery and fragrant.

"Brother Lu...Brother Lu..."

Lu Xiaofeng remained silent, stretched out a hand to support her precarious body, and brought the hot tea that had been prepared in his hand to her mouth.

Wanyan Ping was dizzy and dizzy from drunk, only felt the coldness different from the wine, the warm current soaked in, the heat suffocated her cheeks, and all the tears that hadn't shed began to flow again.

"When I was young, every time I messed around, my mother would coax me with candy. I was not sensible at that time, and I had toothaches because I ate too much. Later, my father said that I should not eat such childish things anymore. It is the most shallow desire, if you can’t overcome it, how can you get married and start a career.”

After drinking a sip of tea, he spoke calmly, with a weak tone, as if he was telling a story that was out of the way.

"Later, both my parents went, and I never ate that food again. The sweeter the food, the more expensive it may be."

Lu Xiaofeng gently stuffed a piece of candy into Wanyan Ping's mouth, dispelling all the bitter taste of the tea, she was stunned for a moment, and looked into Lu Xiaofeng's eyes.

"But—" Lu Xiaofeng smiled, like a satisfied cat, "From now on, I will share half of all my sweetness with you, so that you won't feel bitter."

"Miss Wanyan, do you still cry after eating candy?"

The two looked at each other and smiled foolishly.

Wanyan Ping sobered up quite a bit from the wine, but her face was still red, and she said, "Brother Lu, can you close your eyes?"

Her beautiful eyes were flowing, she stared at him blankly, with a hint of shyness in her eyes, Lu Xiaofeng held her warm, soft and smooth palm, feeling agitated, just nodded and said "OK".

After that, he obediently closed his eyes.

They were very close, so close that Wanyan Ping could clearly see his slightly trembling eyelashes in the dim light, and once they were opened, they were those shrewd eyes.

A kiss, very light, landed on the tip of Lu Xiaofeng's nose.

"Miss Wanyan..."

She was thin and weak, with a good appearance, but her hands were so cold, Lu Xiaofeng stretched out a hand, held her cold hand, and looked down, that hand was white and delicate, with round and lovely manicured nails.

She held it so tightly, as if she wanted to capture all the warmth.