[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Unintentionally Demolished the CP

After Shen Nai finished reading the lotus flower, she bought Zhuangzi and a large lotus pond. Every morning when she woke up, she opened the door or opened the window, and she could see the pink lily and the blue sky.

Then, Shen Nai... continued to practice martial arts.

This scene is also finished, and I am in a good mood with the beautiful scenery every day. In addition to practicing martial arts, the few little girls who were picked up, Shen, have tried the root bone before, and occasionally spend their free time by the lake. They will also bring in the little girls and teach them some martial arts.

Most of them were born in poverty. When they entered this village, Shen Nai never asked them to do anything, but only asked them to clean up the house.

With food and shelter, Shen Nai was afraid that they would be bullied, and taught them a few moves.

If she went out, Shen Nai took some money from the ancient tomb before going down the mountain, so she didn't have to worry about it.

For a while, the small lakeside village in Suzhou has become a paradise.

On this day, the little girls rarely saw their first guest.

It was a girl in a light purple dress, holding a sword in her hand, with a face like a hibiscus.

The little girls in the village heard that the girl called Sister Shen in the pavilion by the lake as "Uncle Master."

"Uncle Shi, these children...are your disciples?" Hong Lingbo couldn't hide his surprise when he saw these seven girls from Chixia Villa to Lotus Villa.

Shen Nai is a waste of names. She bought this village, and she took a fancy to the lotus in the lake. She directly wrote a sign of "Lotus Village" and hung it on the door outside.

The place where Suzhou, Zhejiang Province is located is rich and close to the water. The three characters of Lianhuazhuang are hung on it.

Hong Lingbo had just come in and saw some girls frolicking. The seven girls weren't really that good, but the footwork they occasionally showed when they came and went was indeed the Qinggong of the ancient tomb school.

"Lingbo just came in. On the way, those girls are doing the light-worked footwork of our ancient tomb." Hong Lingbo held a sword in his hand and looked at a girl. The girl felt the attention of the guests, and she heard her shout Shen Sister and uncle, shy and ran away with other girls.

It is now late autumn and winter, and time flies very quickly without knowing it. Shen Nai looked at the originally beautiful lotus leaves that filled the lake, but now there are only a few remnants, and the water surface is calm.

"It was some children I saw when I was walking on the road. She was homeless, and there was no good place for her at this age. In addition, I looked at their bones, and it was considered a little bit, so I brought them back. Now, let them settle down in Zhuangzi."

Seeing the uncle sitting at the table drinking tea, Hong Lingbo also sat down. Uncle Xiaolongnv's words were plain, but Hong Lingbo thought to himself that if he saw poor people and took them away, the world would be pitiful and homeless. There are too many girls who can go back. Could it be that the uncle wants to pick them up one by one?

In this world, how is the power of one person limited?

Hong Lingbo can think about it, he was rescued because of his master Li Mochou's rare compassion, and became Li Mochou's apprentice, and then he was sent by Li Mochou to the tomb master and became an ancient tomb sect. True disciple.

Thinking of this, Hong Lingbo swallowed what he wanted to say.

Seeing Hong Lingbo sitting down, Shen Nai naturally handed her a cup of tea.

Hong Lingbo took it with a smile, but as soon as the tea came in, he almost spit it out.

too bitter!

This is not tea!

Hong Lingbo's whole face wrinkled, and then he slowly loosened.

If it wasn't for the fact that the person sitting across from him was his uncle who was pretending to be a fake, Hong Lingbo would have thought that he was eating poison.

The bitter tea was swallowed.

Hong Lingbo swallowed very hard: "Uncle, why is this so bitter... Lotus Heart Tea?"

Speaking of the latter, because the master Li Mochou was also studying poison, Hong Lingbo remembered that it was the bitter taste of lotus heart.

"Yeah!" Shen Nai frowned.

"how is the taste?"

Hong Lingbo silently put down the teacup in his hand: "Uncle, Lingbo doesn't think so, because I don't like bitter, I like sweet."

"Then I will spend some time buying some sweet fruit and drying it to see if it can be made into sweet tea."

There are many fruit teas that are sweet.

It was rare for Hong Lingbo to see Shen Nai's slightly lively behavior. In the ancient tomb, or on Zhongnan Mountain, Shen Nai was cold and strong. He didn't expect to go down the mountain, but instead added a little heart.

"Then Master, don't make too much. By the way, since the seven little girls are not going to be accepted as disciples, what is the Master's plan?"

Shen Nai had already thought about this question when she brought them back to Zhuangzi.

"I will teach them some martial arts, and when Suzhou comes to winter, I will ask them their own opinions, and if they want, I will bring them back to the ancient tomb, just like Grandma Sun."

"That's fine too."

Hong Lingbo and Shen Nai were chatting, but a few little girls didn't dare to bother them in the car, they watched and listened in secret from other places in Zhuangzi.

Shen Nai and Hong Lingbo were talking at a normal volume. Two little girls heard the content clearly, and all seven girls muttered.

"Sister Shen talked to that sister Lingbo, and they said that if we wanted to, we would follow them back to the ancient tomb!"

"Really?" Several people couldn't hide their excitement.

"Really!" After hearing it clearly, the girl in the content repeated this sentence, once again calming herself and the other six sisters' hearts.

The ancient tombs knew that this was Sister Shen's sect.

Although there are many people in the rivers and lakes now, the superior martial arts are generally not easily spread out. If you want to join a more famous school, if they are boys, it is more likely that they are all daughters.

Not to mention you can learn martial arts!

During this time, Shen Nai was just afraid that they would be bullied, and taught them some superficial Qinggong and simple sword moves. The seven little girls were all extraordinarily diligent, running around in Zhuangzi every day to practice Qinggong, or practicing swords with others. Law.

Because of their own experience, they know that this kind of "self-protection" is something that is rare. It's no wonder that when they brought back the ancient tombs this winter, excited expressions appeared on their faces.

A little girl held a sword in her hand and closed her eyes in anticipation: "It's autumn now, winter will come soon, winter will come soon~"

"Do you know where Mount Zhongnan is? Sister Shen said that she came down from Mount Zhongnan. Is there no lotus flower there?"

The seven little girls practiced swords while discussing, or went to a farther place to practice Qinggong.

Hong Lingbo and Shen Nai's current martial arts, not to mention hearing what they say, is the sound of cicadas or frogs, they can find the direction in their ears when they sound.

If Shen Nai wanted to listen carefully, he would have noticed the sound of falling leaves.

Shen Nai gently drank a few sips of the lotus heart tea that Hong Lingbo despised and bitter, and Hong Lingbo also had a little smile in his eyes.

In the current situation of the Song Dynasty, many people from the rivers and lakes began to join the army, or they used their own methods to resist the Mongolians who were blind to them and burned, killed and looted.

Yang Guo had had enough fun, and when he started riding the little donkey he bought to find Guo Jing, he originally planned to go to Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, but he heard the name "Guo Daxia" on the way, and knew that Guo Jing was now, already. Instead of living on Peach Blossom Island, I lived directly in Xiangyang.

If yes, then turn to Xiangyang.

At this time, it had been more than a month since Yang Guo left the Zhongnan Mountain Quanzhen Sect.

Xiangyang is now a line of defense between Song and Mongolia. Some people in the rivers and lakes heard about Guo Jing's reputation and went to Xiangyang to help the people of Song defend against Mongolia, including Quanzhen people.

Yang Guo, who was excited to go down the mountain, heard what the Taoists said on the way, because Yang Guo went down the mountain with Ouyang Feng as soon as he came out of the ancient tomb, and Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhijing were also punished, so Yang Guo went down the mountain with Ouyang Feng. When I occasionally hear myself on the road, I know that I have now been expelled from Quanzhen Sect.

As he got closer and closer to Xiangyang, Yang Guo met more and more people in the arena.

There was a restaurant in Xiangyang City. After Yang Guo entered, he happened to see a few tables in the lobby below. It was a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Senior brother, I was away before, and I don't know what happened in the Chongyang Palace. What happened before that one month? Why is it so good? Among our three generations of disciples, Junior Brother Zhen Zhibing was suddenly punished like this, and now he is also fine. I don't know what to do, I haven't heard anything from him. I also heard that Senior Brother Zhao Zhijing has also been locked up."

"Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Zhen have always had some conflicts, and their relationship in private is not very good. Could it be because of some conflict between them? But this shouldn't be..."

The Taoist priest, who didn't know the inside story, asked a senior brother who was in the Chongyang Palace at the time while eating.

At that time, the Taoist priest in Chongyang Palace knew what happened, but how would he say it? Could it be that Zhen Zhibing was so daring to go to secretly spy on other women, and then Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhijing fought each other and almost got them into trouble, and was beaten at the door?

Speaking of this matter, the clear name of the first in the Quanzhen Cult martial arts, or not?

So the person who was asked only frowned and said coldly, "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep."

Yang Guo chose a table above the restaurant and sat down. The second said hello. Yang Guo ordered a few dishes. Looking at the face of the Taoist priest below, he remembered that he, Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhijing were the three of them at that time, when the cold tomb woman was killed. Locked up, he made a soft "poof" sound, mocking the Quanzhen Taoist priest below in his heart.

Of course he knew why, and why, that Taoist priest now forbids others to speak while eating.

It was quiet for a long time, and when Yang Guo finished his meal, the Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect also finished their meal.

Next to the restaurant, a Taoist priest of Quanzhen Sect led the horse and asked Xiao Er and others to lead the horse, and discussed with the people next to him.

"I heard that there was a western poison that had gone crazy at the time, Ouyang Feng, could this be related to Ouyang Feng?"

"It's also possible, after all, that Western poison Ouyang Feng, although it was the second time Huashan discussed the sword, he won the title of No. 1 in the world of martial arts, but in fact, I heard that he is already crazy, and I can't guarantee it. Remembering the name of our ancestor who was number one in the world back then, we came up to seek revenge."

How naive to say this.

The Taoist priest who knew the inside story at the Chongyang Palace at that time was now paying the bill, and he didn't know that his disciples were talking about it at this time. However, as the next headmaster of Zhen Zhibing, his current fate will inevitably provoke curious discussions among other Taoist priests who are not aware of the Quanzhen Sect.

When Yang Guo heard them talking about Zhen Zhibing, his heart was not hesitant, he wanted to laugh, and even laughed out loud.

But if they mentioned that Ouyang Feng was crazy, then Yang Guo would not be very happy.

He was a careful person, and when he was upset, he stood on the stairs of the restaurant and looked at the Quanzhen Taoist priest at the door. He immediately began to think about how to give himself and his foster father a sigh of relief.

At most, Yang Guo was despised by the critics for a sentence or two, Ouyang Feng was only said a sentence or two, and more Taoists were still talking about Zhen Zhibing.

From the original three generations of the first apprentice, now I don't know what wrong I made, it turned out that the martial arts was abolished, and then I don't know the end.

"They are all monks, why are they talking so much, get on the horse quickly, and see if the Mongols are driven away earlier, it is the real business."

A group of Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect finished their meal and were interrupted. They all rode their horses and headed forward. The Taoist priest who led the way was going to see how the people protecting the city in Xiangyang would arrange for them to defend against the Mongols.

Yang Guo stood in front of the restaurant, eating the dust on his face.

"Bah-ah-"

Yang Guo wiped his face clean.

"For the sake of you rushing to fight the Mongols, Young Master Yang will let you go this time."

"But...but I take my foster father as my family. No matter what he did in the past, it's not his fault. He didn't do it. I have to clean up this black pot and return it to the person who should bear it."

In the end, Yang Guo touched his chin, pondered inwardly, and whispered doubts: "But martial arts have been abolished... Is this true? Is this too cruel? Fortunately, I can run fast."

After all, Zhen Zhibing taught Yang Guo a lesson, and when he heard that Zhen Zhibing's martial arts was abolished and disappeared, Yang Guo planned to help him when he saw it.

Now it matters! It is to cleanse the name of the foster father!

Holding his little donkey, he patted the donkey's head, Yang Guo wrapped his face with a cloth, and stuffed himself up again. Feeling that it wasn't enough, he went to the restaurant's kitchen and smeared some ashes.

I picked a few places where there were many people in Jianghu. When Jianghu people were talking about Quanzhen Sect, Yang Guo told what happened before he went down the mountain. After speaking, he saw the opportunity and ran away.

After eating at noon, in the evening, Yang Guo went to Uncle Guo in all his life.

"Uncle, is Uncle Guo there?"

"Ah..." The porter was a middle-aged man, looking at Yang Guo with a puzzled expression.

Yang Guo stood at the door and looked inside: "It's Guo Jing, Daxia Guo, can you help me? My name is Yang Guo."

In front of the Guo Mansion, the concierge looked at the embarrassed young man in front of him, hesitant. Although this young man is in a state of embarrassment, he can see that his facial features are upright.

But he called Guo Daxia Uncle Guo, and he had never heard that Guo Daxia had a nephew...

If Yang Guo had said that he was in the martial arts, maybe the concierge would have let him in, and at worst he would have informed him. However, Yang Guo rushed over excitedly, covered in sweat and didn't reveal his martial arts skills, the concierge was just a random person that Guo Jing looked for in Xiangyang City.

The concierge's hesitant expression was caught by Yang Guo, and Yang Guo's excited mood at first sank.

However, Mrs. Guo Huang Rong, as the head of the beggar gang, often had beggars dressed in ragged clothes than Yang Guo, and finally, the concierge went in and announced, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Yang Daxia is busy with affairs, and there are many rivers and lakes today. People came to ask Guo Daxia to arrange how to resist the Mongols, son, you wait a moment, I will go in and inform you immediately."

Yang Guo felt a little better. Indeed, Uncle Guo is now famous all over the world, and he came to the door so poor and white, it seemed that he was a little bit like the autumn wind.

"Then old man, hurry up and tell me, I... I'll just stand at the door and wait."

"Ah, okay, I'll go right away. But Daxia Guo is discussing things with the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect, so it may be slower. If you come with me, the old slave will find a gentleman to rest first."

"Okay, old man, let's go."

Outside Xiangyang City, the sun began to set. Guo Fu and Lu Wushuang rode horses, one red and one white, and returned to Xiangyang City together with Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen.

Cheng Ying's room is now lit by candlelight, and she is wearing a blue dress sitting in front of the desk, holding a pen in her hand, counting the recent battle damages in Xiangyang city defending the city under the Mongolian offensive.