The heavens: pushing across all realms

In the middle of the night, the old beggar from the Beggar Clan woke up leisurely and had recovered a lot from his injuries.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and saw Master Yideng taking care of him. He was slightly startled, then he remembered something and struggled to get up.

"My beggar gang, Yao Jinyi, would like to thank you, master, for your help. May I ask if you are Master Nandi Yideng?"

"Amitabha, I am a lamp, and the name of the Southern Emperor is in the past. Is Patron Yao an eighth-generation disciple of the Beggar Clan, Elder Yao, who is known in the world as 'hating evil as much as hatred'?"

Master Yideng helped Yao Jinyi up and asked.

Yao Jinyi looked excited: "I am Yao Jinyi. I don't dare to take it seriously. I just want to make peace with it. I didn't expect to see one of the five best people in the world today. I thank you in advance for saving me. I dare to ask you if you know the whereabouts of our leader Hong." ?”

Yideng shook his head slightly: "The Seventh Divine Dragon has seen its head but not its tail, and I haven't seen him for many years."

Yao Jinyi couldn't help but sigh and said: "Sigh, I don't know where his old man is now and whether he is well."

Master Yideng asked: "Isn't your gang currently in charge of Gang Huang Ronghuang? She is on Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea. If something happens to you, why don't you go find her?"

Yao Jinyi sighed: "Gang Leader Huang has just given birth to a daughter, and his body has not yet recovered. It is really inconvenient."

Yideng couldn't help but laugh and said with emotion: "Rong'er has become a mother."

He couldn't help but think of the scene a few years ago when Guo Jing traveled across mountains and rivers to Hunan to find him and rescue Huang Rong.

It seems that these are still in front of me, and I don't expect that the little girl in the past has become a mother.

"Master, thank you for your help today, but even though Yao is not as skilled as others, he still wants to talk to this guy!"

After that, he sat up, looked at Feng Ji who was not far away and closed his eyes, and shouted: "Boy, where did you learn the skill of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"In the whole world, the only ones who know the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of our Beggar Clan are my old gang leader and Huang Ronghuang gang leader. Where did you secretly learn this from?"

As soon as these words came out, even Master Yideng couldn't help but look at Feng Ji, and he also had this question in his mind.

His disciple Ci En frequently showed a fierce look in his eyes, looking at Feng Ji with murderous intent, but then he quickly lowered his head and recited Buddhist scriptures to suppress his murderous nature.

Feng Ji opened his eyes, glanced at Yao Jinyi lightly, and asked: "I also want to ask, the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" written by the beggar gang a hundred years ago has been lost. How did you, the beggar gang, find this palm technique again? Inherited?"

His words made Master Yideng stunned.

Yao Jinyi's expression changed even more, and he stared at Feng Ji: "You...you...who are you?"

Master Yideng saw that Yao Jinyi was so rude, and he immediately realized that he was afraid that what Feng Ji said was true.

He was horrified. The Beggar Gang is currently the largest gang in the world. Their secret technique "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon" was lost a hundred years ago?

How can this be?

Feng Ji chuckled lightly and said calmly: "A big event happened in the martial arts world a hundred years ago. Although a leader of the Beggar Clan was a heroic and righteous man, he was driven away by beggars like you because of his origin. Out of the Beggar Clan."

"Since then, the Beggar Clan's secret techniques of "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" and "Dog Beating Stick Technique" have been lost. I am curious, how did you obtain this technique again?"

Feng Ji was curious in his heart. After he entered Kongxiang Temple, time in the outside world passed quickly.

I don’t know if Qiao Feng later returned to the Beggar Clan.

But in his opinion, it was basically impossible for people like the Beggar Clan to let Qiao Feng go back. As a Khitan, he was destined to be unable to live in the Song Dynasty.

I just don’t know what will happen to Qiao Feng in the future.

Judging from the fact that the disciples of the Beggar Clan still possess the inheritance of "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon" and "Dog Beating Stick Technique", it is estimated that Qiao Feng passed these two skills back to the Beggar Clan.

I just don’t know if he returned to the Beggar Clan to teach it in person or if he had someone teach it on his behalf.

Yao Jinyi was inexplicably horrified and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Of course he doesn't know what happened a hundred years ago, but he once heard the old gang leader Hong tell this secret about the Beggar Clan. It is said that the current dispute between the Dirty Clothes Sect and the Pure Clothes Sect of the Beggar Clan started at that time.

But he didn't know much about the specific details.

It's just that the young man in front of him, who is not very old, actually knows these secrets. I am afraid that this person has a great connection with the Beggar Clan.

At that moment, he couldn't help but said: "Who are you, sir? Do you dare to tell me your name?"

Feng Ji said calmly: "My name has been mentioned just now. You have been waiting at the door for a long time, eavesdropping. Don't you know?"

"Hmph, you are full of treacherous words. Who knows if it is a pseudonym?"

"Hahaha, there is nothing in this world that makes me dare not even reveal my real name."

"I didn't kill you with that slap just now. It's not because you were lucky. It's just that I didn't want to kill you. Don't think that I really don't dare to kill you. You are an old beggar who hates evil but wants to distinguish the right and wrong."

"Like you, relying on your martial arts, you will kill others if the truth they say does not conform to your wishes. Are you worthy of the four words 'hate evil as much as hatred'?"

Feng Ji's words made Yao Jinyi look extremely ugly. He couldn't help shouting angrily: "Yao behaves upright and sits upright, but you always incite others to rebel. Do you think I can't see your evil intentions?"

Feng Ji chuckled: "What, you are from the imperial court? Did I touch your sore spot by talking about rebellion?"

"Although I am not a member of the imperial court, the Mongolian Tatars are invading the Central Plains of China. This is a time when the army and the people of the world should be united to fight against foreign invaders, but you are here to fan the flames. Shouldn't we fight?"

Feng Ji couldn't help but sneer: "The army and the people are of one mind? Who is of one mind with a pariah like you? Can't you see that the civil and military forces of the Song and Manchu dynasties are superior?"

"Can't you see that in Lin'an City, the emperor is being ridiculous day and night, living a life of wine and meat?"

"Xiangyang City is besieged by the Mongolian army. Lu Wenhuan has not received any reinforcements from the imperial court so far. Who cares about the life and death of Xiangyang, such as Jia Sidao and Lu Wende?"

"The army and the people are united, how ridiculous!"

"Now Xiangyang City needs you martial arts people to transport military rations to support it. This is the nonsense done by the Song Dynasty court that you want to support."

Feng Ji's words were like the deafening sound of a drum, which made Yao Jinyi's face turn pale and he was speechless.

Because the Song Dynasty court was indeed ignorant and ignorant.

He also heard that the princes in the court were still discussing the need to replace General Lu Wenhuan who was guarding Xiangyang and let Gao Gao guard Xiangyang.

The officials were suspicious of General Lu Wenhuan's garrison in Xiangyang. They felt that General Lu Wenhuan might rely on his own troops and defect to Mongolia, and would not be able to defend Xiangyang for a long time.

He has heard of all this, but people of this era have been taught to be loyal to the emperor and patriotic since childhood.

The idea of ​​foolish loyalty that if the king wants his minister to die, he must die has long been implemented deep in their thoughts.

Therefore, they could only pay for the mistakes of this rotten ruler of the Song Dynasty at the bottom, running desperately to Xiangyang to help defend Xiangyang.

He couldn't defeat Feng Ji, so he could only say: "No matter what, it is a critical moment for the army and the Mongols to fight. No one should say these reactionary words now to affect the morale of the army."

Feng Ji smiled and said calmly: "I'm telling you this because I see that you have a desire to save the country and the people, so I just gave you a few words. Relying on the Song Dynasty to resist the Mongolian Tatars is simply a daydream."

"The king and his ministers are distracted, the emperor is immoral, and the civil and military officials in the court only care about their own happiness."

"Until such a ruler falls, you will never be able to drive out the Tartars."

After Feng Ji finished speaking, he was too lazy to pay attention to him. He stood up and walked out of the temple.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and the fish-belly white morning light was already revealed.

Yao Jinyi watched Feng Ji leave and wanted to inquire about the origin of the technique, but due to his injuries, he could only watch him leave.

In the ruined temple, other people quickly packed up their things and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.

After a while, only Master Yideng and a few people were left in the temple.

There was no one around at this time. Master Yideng sighed and said: "Donor Yao, that Donor Feng has extraordinary martial arts skills and has never looked like a Mongolian spy. You may be worrying too much."

Yao Jinyi said: "Whether he is a spy or not, this person should not have said those rebellious words in Dasheng Pass."

"If people hear it, it will inevitably affect everyone's mood to resist the captors."

"Amitabha……"

Master Yideng sighed, but felt in his heart that what Feng Ji said actually made sense.

As someone who had been an emperor himself, he naturally knew better that a corrupt regime would be unable to resist foreign invaders.

Unfortunately, Confucianism is too powerful, and there are many stupid and loyal people in the world.

Even if there are smart people, no one would say such treacherous and unethical words. It is better to hang out in the officialdom, make money and be corrupt.

If everyone is like this, how can the Song Dynasty be immortal?

Although he became a monk in Tianlong Temple, the current situation in Dali is actually no different from that in the Song Dynasty, and it has reached this point.

Looking at Feng Ji's back in the distance, he sighed in his heart. With this person in and out of the world, he was afraid that there would be another big turmoil in the world.

"Amitabha……"

He chanted the Buddha's name again and sighed.

"Master, you are well-informed, can you tell what this person is like?" Yao Jinyi couldn't help but ask Yideng.

Master Yideng shook his head slightly: "There are people in the world who can master the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. As far as I know, only Gang Leader Hong of your gang and his disciple Guo Jing are the only ones in the world. I have never heard of the others."

Yao Jinyi looked solemn and said: "This matter is of great importance. Master Yideng, I need to inform the ninth generation elder immediately."

He struggled to get up and limped out of the ruined temple.

…

But Feng Ji walked all the way to Xiangyang and asked about the strange snake valley along the way.

Along the way, they arrived at a small, rundown village. Feng Ji looked around and saw that there were only a few families in the village, all of whom were accompanied by young and old.

It seems that all the young and strong have fled, leaving only these lonely old and young people, unable to travel far.

He walked into the village and saw a blind old man at the head of the village, groping around the well as if he wanted to fetch water.

Feng Ji walked over and said, "Old man, do you want to fetch water? I'll help you."

As he spoke, he threw the barrel into the well water and lifted a bucket of water.

The blind old man said gratefully: "Thank you, sir."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "I am not an adult, I am just a wandering wanderer. Where is my father-in-law's family? I will take you back."

"No need to bother, no need to bother, hero." The old man changed his words and waved his hands in panic.

Feng Ji didn't force himself, and just asked: "Old man, I want to ask you something. Do you know that there is a strange snake nearby?"

"Strange snake? Are you talking about the poisonous golden snake in the southwest valley?" The old man heard this and asked.

Feng Ji suddenly felt happy and asked quickly: "Do you know?"

"I know a little bit. I used to be a snake catcher. I was deeply impressed by the strange snakes that walk like flying, are extremely difficult to catch, and are highly venomous."

"Old man, where is this poisonous snake?"

"Thirty miles southwest, there is a valley where this snake often appears."

"Thank you, husband."

Feng Ji was immediately overjoyed and was about to leave.

Suddenly I heard a call from not far away: "Grandpa!"

The blind old man's expression suddenly changed, he quickly dropped the bucket and shouted: "Xi'er!"

Feng Ji looked around and saw a six or seven-year-old girl running over, taking the initiative to help the blind old man lift the bucket, and looked at Feng Ji curiously.

The old man hurriedly pulled the girl behind him, with a hint of vigilance in his expression.

Feng Ji suddenly realized, no wonder the old man wouldn't let him bring water home for him. It turned out that he had a granddaughter at home.

In this time of war and chaos, little girls like this are most likely to be abducted.

What's more, some refugees who have fled from famine have no food to eat, and may even have the idea of ​​cannibalism.

In short, for a blind old man like him, he was naturally cautious with such a young granddaughter.

Feng Ji sighed. Although he understood that the world was like this, he still couldn't bear it.

He immediately took out some broken silver and handed it to the old man, saying, "Thank you for your advice, father-in-law. I will use this little silver to help you and your granddaughter live."

"This... how to do this? No, no..."

The blind old man immediately declined, but his hand suddenly felt heavy, and he took a handful of broken silver into his hands. He then tried to feel for Feng Ji's figure, but where could he still find it?

"Hero? Hero?"

"Grandpa, he...he flew away." The granddaughter shouted in surprise.

"Flying away? This...could it be possible that the old man met a god?"

"Quick, Xi'er, kneel down with me and thank your benefactor."

An old man and a young man knelt down at the head of the village, kneeling in the direction where Feng Ji left.

Feng Ji's figure was like lightning, he had already used Qing Gong and rushed towards the southwest.

After traveling for about thirty miles, I immediately felt that the valley was dry and hot.

The ground cracked and cracks appeared.

This place should have been a lake and stream before, but now the stream has dried up, and gullies have been cut out of the mud.

Feng Ji started searching in the mountains, and suddenly heard a chirping in the distance!

Immediately, strong winds came and the trees cracked and collapsed.

His heart suddenly moved, and he immediately jumped up and used Qinggong to chase after him.

But hundreds of meters away, he saw an ugly bald eagle fighting with two giant snakes in the forest.

This large eagle is huge and extremely ugly, with sparse feathers all over its body.

The fishing bill is curved, the feathers are yellow and black, and it looks very dirty. There is a large blood-red tumor on the top of the head. The legs are extremely thick, and the wings sometimes extend out, but they are very short, but they are still majestic.

Look at the two giant snakes again, their bodies are glowing with faint golden light. There are horns on the top of the head, and it walks like the wind.

Although the ugly eagle is clumsy, it is very fast when it lowers its head and pecks. Its sharp claws are like steel blades.

When grabbed out with a puff, it can often tear rocks apart and break down large trees. It is extremely powerful.

But the giant snake was too fast and failed to catch it several times.

Suddenly, a snake wrapped around one of the big eagle's feet, and then it quickly coiled up and strangled its body, trying to strangle the big eagle.

But I saw the big eagle hurriedly lowered its head to peck, but the snake was in a tricky position, and the big eagle's mouth couldn't reach it.

At that moment, its wings were about to break open and break the giant snake into pieces.

However, this Bodhisattva Snake is also very powerful. After several attempts, the big eagle was unable to break free.

At the same time, another big snake coiled up and wrapped its claws.

The big eagle suddenly became unstable and fell backwards.

Feng Ji was surprised and couldn't help laughing: "What a big eagle!"

It turned out that the direction the big eagle fell to was actually a large protruding rock.

Pressing down with such force, the giant snake was immediately hit and hurt, and the snake's body relaxed a bit.

But I saw the big eagle spread its wings with force, and with a bang, it tore the strange snake into several pieces, making bursts of eagle cries.

Feng Ji saw this and smiled: "Brother Diao, can you leave one for Feng?"

With a flash of his body, he appeared in the forest. With a flick of his finger and a puff, a Shaoshang Sword shot out, instantly piercing the big snake on the eagle's claws.

The divine eagle screamed and turned to look at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji walked over with a smile, cupped his fists and saluted. He knew that the big eagle had already understood human nature.

Sure enough, the big eagle was very happy. It chirped, raised its paw, and handed the big snake to Feng Ji.

Feng Ji laughed loudly, picked up the big snake and took out the snake's gall directly.

But I saw that the snake's gallbladder was deep purple and seemed to contain spiritual power.

Feng Ji couldn't help but feel happy, knowing that this product was indeed a great tonic.

Now open your mouth, wrap it with internal force, and swallow the snake gallbladder.

After a while, a stream of heat radiated from his stomach and flowed to his limbs.

Feng Ji looked at the attribute panel and immediately discovered that the attribute points instantly increased by 10 points.

This made him laugh: "What a Bodhisattva snake."

"唳——"

The sacred eagle also tore open the belly of the snake, took out the snake gall and swallowed it, making a joyful cry.

Feng Ji looked at the big eagle and suddenly remembered that he once learned a psychic spell in the Lingjiu Palace.

This spell is actually a method of using spiritual consciousness.

The method he used to enter dreams in Tianshan was actually a technique developed through the combination of "Sound Transmission Soul Searching Technique" and "Psychic Technique".

Looking at the divine eagle at this time, he suddenly thought that maybe he could use this method to communicate with it.

The current spiritual consciousness fluctuates and this method is performed.

Spiritual consciousness penetrated into the mind of the divine eagle, and he immediately felt connected with the consciousness of the divine eagle, and seemed to be able to understand the divine eagle's meaning.

"Brother Diao, where do you live?"

"唳——(in the cave)"

"Can you take me to see it?"

"Hey——(Okay)"

Feng Ji discovered that the meaning conveyed by the divine eagle's spiritual consciousness was very simple, and its IQ was about the same as that of a six- or seven-year-old child.

The emotions expressed are not complicated, and his attitude towards Feng Ji is friendly.

Feng Ji laughed and immediately followed the divine eagle to the depths of the valley.

Feng Ji walked all the way, and after a while, he came to the cave that the divine eagle mentioned.

This cave is spacious, and there are obvious human traces inside, such as stone tables and benches.

Feng Ji immediately understood that this place should be the secluded residence of the sword demon Dugu Qiubai.

Feng Ji was very curious, was Dugu Qiubai still alive at this time?

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