Galloping in the fantasy world

Master Jiu Nan spread the fragments on the table, and saw that each piece was large or small, square or round, triangular or rhombus-shaped. There were many crooked red lines drawn on the skin and written in black ink.

The Manchu writing is incomplete, but the pictures and text have been cut and broken. There are more than a hundred pieces of broken skin that are not connected to each other, making it difficult to piece together.

Wei Xiaobao said: "Brother Nangong is absolutely right. There are scraps of skin hidden in every scripture. It takes eight scriptures to piece together a map."

Master Jiu Nan said: "That must be the case." He put the broken skin back between the two layers of sheepskin, wrapped it in brocade, and put it in his pocket. Then he took out a booklet, handed it to Nangong Aotian, and said: "This

This is the secret of our "Divine Movement", you"

"Master, don't worry. I will only read this Qing Gong once, and then hand it back with both hands." After saying the result and secret book, he read it carefully and handed it back to Master Jiu Nan.

He immediately said goodbye: "Since the matter has been done, I won't bother you anymore, and I'll say goodbye. Xiaobao, please follow Master Tai."

"Brother, Brother Nangong!" No matter how Wei Xiaobao shouted, Nangong Aotian didn't respond. Wei Xiaobao muttered: "This eldest brother is really coming as soon as he comes and leaving as soon as he says. What a shadow he comes and what zongzi he goes."

"It comes without a trace and goes without a trace." Master Jiu Nan corrected him.

After having nothing to do all the way, Nangong Aotian once again set out on the road. As for the newly acquired "Divine Movements of Hundred Changes" and "Bone Transformation Palm", with Nangong Aotian's current martial arts training, it is really very fast to practice them.

, just took one look and took action.

Not long after the trip, the two martial arts were already mastered, and a few months later, the two martial arts were also declared complete.

With nothing to do, Nangong Aotian was able to use the "Blood-coagulating Divine Claw" he learned from Chen Jinnan again. He thought that there was nothing surprising about this martial art in terms of claw moves, and then on the route of action, the inner strength

It's quite impressive in use.

According to the blood-coagulation magic claw technique, it is possible to coagulate blood without damaging bones and muscles. If I transform these forces into the cold internal force of ice true energy, can I coagulate blood into ice?

?In this case, what is the power?

Just do what you think of. As time goes by, Nangong Aotian finally combines the blood-coagulated claws and the ice energy into one, and gives it a new name, "Ice-Blooded Divine Claws". With one blow, the person who is hit can be

The blood condenses into ice needles, and the victim does not notice it. The ice needles follow the flow of blood and enter the heart veins, and then pierce the heart veins and die.

I had nothing to do today. After several months of traveling, I arrived in Yunnan. I thought to myself that Chen Yuanyuan, the most beautiful woman in the world at that time, was here. It would be a pity not to go and see it.

Sansheng Temple.

"Your Excellency, your name is great, why are you here?" asked a farmer with a wretched appearance but sharp eyes.

"Your Excellency, could you be the most beautiful man in the martial arts world at that time, the Yum Knife King Hu Yizhi, known as the King of Beautiful Swordsmen?" Seeing the farmer's good internal skills, Nangong Aotian thought of his identity, but looking at his appearance at this time

, quite disapproving of it, but still bowed his hands and said: "I'm in Nangong Aotian. I've heard for a long time that Chen Yuanyuan was the most beautiful woman in the world at that time, so I came to see the world."

Hearing the other party bluntly say that he "covets" Chen Yuanyuan's beauty, he is so obsessed with Chen Yuanyuan's beauty that he is willing to work as a servant and follow Chen Yuanyuan for twenty-three years, just to occasionally see Chen Yuanyuan. Hear Chen Yuanyuan say a few words

For Hu Yizhi, it was simply intolerable.

However, this place is located next to the Sansheng Nunnery, and Chen Yuanyuan is inside the nunnery. If there was a fight at this time, Chen Yuanyuan would inevitably be suspicious of his identity, so Hu Yizhi chose to endure it.

In fact, Hu Yizhi's martial arts is no match for Nangong Aotian. In the original work, he can suppress Feng Xifan everywhere, but he can't win completely. Compared with Feng Xifan and Chen Jinnan, he may be slightly inferior. Nangong Aotian completely tortured Chen Jinnan. Obviously Nangong

Aotian's martial arts is far superior to Hu Yizhi's.

At this time, a woman's singing voice happened to be heard from Sansheng Nunnery. Hu Yizhi couldn't help but fall in love with it. Nangong Aotian expressed his kindness and said: "The kid inside is my brother. Chen Yuanyuan has something to ask for from my brother. I can't tell you when the time comes. We still can't."

We will join forces."

Hu Yizhi now wished that Nangong Aotian disappeared so that he could indulge in Chen Yuanyuan's singing with peace of mind. Now that he heard what he said, he was no longer on full alert. The two of them were outside the nunnery, quietly listening to Chen Yuanyuan's singing.

The song Chen Yuanyuan sings is "Yuan Yuan Qu" written by a man named Wu Weiye.

Wu Weiye, courtesy name Jungong, name Meicun, alias Luqiaosheng, master Guanyin, Dayun Taoist, Han nationality, native of Taicang, Jiangsu Province. He was a famous poet in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Together with Qian Qianyi and Gong Dingzi, he was also known as "Jiangzuo"

"Three Great Masters" and the founder of the Loudong School of Poetry. He was good at seven-character singing. He first learned the "Changqing Style" and later developed his own new style, which later generations called "Meicun Style".

Another very interesting thing is that in the modern research on the author of "Dream of Red Mansions", some scholars believe that Wu Weiye is the author of "Dream of Red Mansions". Nangong Aotian has no research on this, so he cannot comment.

Thinking of this, Nangong Aotian remembered that this year is the eleventh year of Kangxi, 1672 AD. It seems that Wu Weiye died at the end of this year? Maybe you can go to his home and have a look. If he is really the author of Dream of Red Mansions, is he

Isn’t it possible to get the original manuscript?

As for what is sung in it, Nangong Aotian is not very interested, because he still knows the content of "Yuan Yuan Qu", but Chen Yuanyuan's singing voice is quite beautiful.

Suddenly, the main entrance of Sansheng Temple was kicked open by a tall old monk holding a thick iron Zen staff. The old monk shouted loudly: "It is unreasonable to treat a thief as your father!"

This old monk has a square face, a green beard under his chin, his eyes are as bright as lightning, and he is extremely powerful. Just after standing there, it was like a hill moved to the door, but he saw that his back was straight, like a tiger or a lion.

The momentum is breathtaking.

Wei Xiaobao was startled and took three steps back, almost wanting to hide behind Chen Yuanyuan. Nangong Aotian knew in his heart that this old monk was probably the traitor Li Zicheng.

Chen Yuanyuan, with a happy face on her face, walked up to Li Zicheng and said softly: "You're here!"

Li Zicheng said: "I'm here!" His voice became lower and his eyes became softer. The two people's eyes met, showing admiration and joy in their eyes.

Wei Xiaobao was surprised: "Who is this old monk? Could it be that he is my aunt's concubine? Is he her client when she was a prostitute in the past? It is outrageous for a monk to visit a prostitute. Well, this is not surprising. I used to be a monk.

, I once went to the hospital for whoring." At this time, although Wei Xiaobao had already remembered that Nangong Aotian had told him that Li Zicheng was A Ke's father, he did not associate Li Zicheng with the old monk in front of him.

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