The heavens: pushing across all realms

Guo Jing is no longer a young boy who just came out of the world.

He is now the famous Guo Daxia all over the world. His internal strength has reached the pinnacle and is comparable to the Five Ultimate Skills.

So with Huang Rong's help, he had recovered from his internal injuries in one afternoon.

However, although the internal injuries have recovered, the leg injuries have not yet recovered.

"Brother Jing, it's all my fault today. If I hadn't spoken out in the end and angered this man named Feng, you wouldn't have suffered like this." Huang Rong said with red eyes.

Guo Jing shook his head: "I don't blame you, Ronger, it's because we think too highly of ourselves and underestimate the enemy."

"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. I never expected that there are such terrifying masters in this world."

"When we were discussing swordsmanship in Huashan, if he were there, no one would be able to defeat me."

Huang Rong couldn't help but said: "Where do you think this person came from? Why did he suddenly become such a great master, but he is still unknown in the world?"

Guo Jing also shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I don't know either. It's just that although he looks young, his conversation and knowledge seem to be far above you and me, and he seems to be very familiar with the affairs of the court. With this experience, I'm afraid that with him The age doesn’t match.”

When Huang Rong heard this, her heart couldn't help but move.

"He just talked about the important events of our Beggar Gang a hundred years ago. He seems to know our Beggar Gang very well."

"I don't even know what happened to the Beggar Clan a hundred years ago. How did he know about it?"

"This person is also proficient in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. He is even better than Brother Jing. This person must have a deep connection with our Beggar Gang."

"It seems that I have to ask Duke Qi for advice on this matter."

The two were talking in low voices, when there was a knock on the door.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

The two of them immediately fell silent and looked wary. Huang Rong said, "Please come in."

The door opened and Mu Nianci came in with an old man.

The old man followed Mu Nianci with the medicine box.

Mu Nianci said softly: "Mrs. Guo, is Brother Guo feeling better? This is Doctor Han, the doctor on the island."

The old man quickly clasped his fists and said, "I've seen both of you."

Mu Nianci said: "Brother Guo, Doctor Han has very good medical skills. Please let him take a look at your injuries."

Guo Jing's expression softened and he nodded.

Huang Rong quickly asked the old man to come over and said, "Doctor Han, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It is Han's blessing to be able to serve the island owner. Please don't say that." Dr. Han said excitedly.

Huang Rong was secretly surprised, why did the residents on the island worship the man named Feng so loyally?

She glanced at Mu Nianci, couldn't help walking over, holding her hand, and said kindly: "Sister Mu, I didn't expect to meet you here. Over the years, Brother Jing has often mentioned you, how are you doing? "

Mu Nianci forced a smile: "It's okay."

Huang Rong asked: "Where is your child? I remember his name is Yang Guo, right?"

Mu Nianci nodded: "Well, Guo'er is also on the island now."

Huang Rong asked: "Sister Mu, how did you come to this island? Are you being coerced?"

Mu Nianci shook his head repeatedly: "No, Brother Feng...well, the island owner treated our mother and son very well, and even adopted his son as his adopted son."

Her face turned red and she was a little embarrassed. She was afraid that Huang Rong would misunderstand, so she quickly changed her title.

Huang Rong was stunned: "Adopted son?"

She couldn't help but look at Mu Nianci, feeling secretly surprised.

"Has this sister Mu been a widow for Yang Kang since his death? Is she now with the island owner?"

Her eyes flashed slightly and she said with a smile: "Congratulations, sister, you have found another good match."

She simply opened her mouth and directly tried to congratulate her.

Mu Nianci's face suddenly turned red and she quickly denied: "You misunderstood. The island owner and sister Mochou are a match made in heaven. He... they just pity me as a lonely widow. It's not easy to raise a child. So for I'm in good hands."

Huang Rong didn't believe it. She and Guo Jing had invited Mu Nianci to let their mother and son live on Peach Blossom Island.

Mu Nianci wanted to be strong at that time, so she politely refused.

However, she didn't really invite him at that time, she only invited him because of Guo Jing's face.

She and Guo Jing had not yet consummated their marriage at that time, so she was naturally worried that Guo Jing would take pity on the orphan and widowed mother and develop other feelings.

Another reason is that Yang Kang died from the snake venom on her soft hedgehog armor, which Mu Nianci mother and son still don't know about.

Naturally, she did not dare to face this orphan and widowed mother.

At this time, Island Master Feng invited Mu Nianci and her son, and they came to live on the island. She didn't believe it if there was nothing fishy about it.

But since Mu Nianci didn't admit it, she couldn't say much. She sighed: "Oh, the flood really washed away the Dragon King Temple. If we knew that you knew this Island Master Feng, why would we take action? Is there anything we can't talk about?" Of."

Mu Nianci also sighed: "Feng Da... The island owner usually seems to be smiling, but I know that he is a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes. Not to mention that you come to provoke me, even if the emperor comes, he is afraid that he will also I want to kill them all.”

"But Island Master Feng has a compassionate heart and is by no means a bad person. Why did you start fighting?"

Huang Rong immediately talked about the grievances between the Beggar Clan and Feng Ji. Naturally, she favored the Beggar Clan more.

However, Mu Nianci fell silent after listening.

She used to actually admire the Beggar Clan quite a bit.

Some of her martial arts skills were taught by Hong Qigong.

It was only later that Elder Jian's incident made her realize one thing: Hong Qigong was Hong Qigong, and the Beggar Clan was a Beggar Clan.

The two cannot be confused.

She actually didn't have much favorable impression of the Beggar Clan.

When she heard Huang Rong's words of favoring the Beggar Clan, she hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Mrs. Guo, I know that you are the leader of the Beggar Clan, and the Beggar Clan is closely related to you, but there are some things that I feel I still have to say. .”

"The Beggars Gang has become very powerful in the world these years, and it's all thanks to the reputation of you and your wife."

"But it is not as chivalrous as you imagine. The number of beggars has increased in recent years, and it is a mixed bag of good and bad. In fact, there are also many bad people."

"I'm not going to talk about others, let's just say that when I was in Niujia Village, I met many disciples who called themselves the Beggar Clan. They worked for the nobles of Lin'an City and abducted and sold children everywhere..."

Huang Rong's face suddenly changed slightly, she couldn't believe it.

"Sister Mu, is this serious?"

Mu Nianci sighed: "I saw it with my own eyes, how can it be false?"

Huang Rong looked ugly. She had lived in seclusion on Peach Blossom Island for these years and didn't care much about the Beggar Clan's affairs.

All the affairs of the Beggar Clan, large and small, were handed over to Lu Youjiao and the other four elders.

If someone else said this, she would definitely think that they were slandering the Beggar Clan.

However, Huang Rong knew Mu Nianci's character very well. She was a fierce woman who was soft on the outside but strong on the inside, and could not tolerate sand in her eyes.

Even though she fell in love with Yang Kang back then, she didn't go along with him.

Therefore, what Mu Nianci said is absolutely credible.

"I can't believe that I haven't managed the gang's affairs in these years, and I... don't even know these things. I... I feel so ashamed of Duke Qi."

Mu Nianci couldn't bear her sadness and comforted her: "I can't blame you entirely. You are a woman, you have to take care of your husband and raise your children, and you also have to manage the affairs of the gang. How can you be so busy that you can grow the Beggar Clan to the strength it is today?" , it’s already rare.”

Huang Rong shook her head: "I must ask Elder Lu and the others about this matter. The increase in the number of members of the Beggar Clan is certainly a good thing, but not everyone can be included in the Clan. If things continue like this, the Beggar Clan will definitely be destroyed in my hands."

She is an extremely smart woman. Once she really puts her mind on the Beggar Clan, she will naturally be able to solve many of the Beggar Clan's problems.

When Mu Nianci heard this, he hesitated slightly, then thought about it and said, "I have something to tell you. Don't be angry."

Huang Rong looked at her and asked, "What?"

"Just now, the Beggars' Gang angered Feng...the island owner. He sank the Beggars' Gang's ship. I don't know how long the Beggars' Gang can survive."

"What!"

Huang Rong was shocked and said quickly: "How...how could this happen? How could Elder Lu attack the island without my instructions?"

"Also, how could Master Feng sink all the Beggar Gang's ships in such a short period of time?"

Mu Nianci recalled the scene of Feng Ji calling for clouds and rain, with a look of awe in his eyes, and said: "Brother Feng is not a mortal. As soon as he called for wind and rain, the beggar's ship was swallowed up by huge waves and sank."

Huang Rong was stunned, her face full of astonishment: "What? Call the wind and rain?"

She even suspected that she heard wrongly.

Mu Nianci nodded and said, "Well, you were in the house just now. Didn't you see the dark clouds and strong wind outside?"

Huang Rong suddenly remembered the strange scene outside the window just now, and she asked with disbelief: "Did he do that?"

"Well, that was Brother Feng casting the spell. Now it is being spread outside that Brother Feng is actually the True Immortal of Taihu Lake."

Huang Rong was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"Real immortals? How is this possible? How can there really be immortals in this world?"

she exclaimed, in disbelief.

But deep in her mind, another thought told her that what Mu Nianci said might be true!

Otherwise, how could we explain that that man could defeat Brother Jing with just one move at such a young age?

You know, even if my father and the other five elites from the Central Plains could only draw a draw against Brother Jing.

Even within three hundred moves, there is no way to tell the winner.

There is also a kingly domineering air about that person, and also a trace of mundane aura.

Really unlike ordinary martial arts people.

And that person seemed to know everything about what happened a hundred years ago.

Is it possible that this man is really a living god who has lived for hundreds of years?

She was shocked, the more unbelievable it became, but it also seemed reasonable.

Mu Nianci whispered: "I witnessed this with my own eyes. Everyone outside saw the process of Brother Feng casting the spell. There is absolutely no lie. As for whether he is a true immortal, I don't know."

"Mrs. Guo, you must not make Brother Feng angry again, otherwise...otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to persuade him."

Huang Rong was stunned and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

She didn't react until Mu Nianci left with Doctor Han.

Immediately after telling Guo Jing what happened, Guo Jing couldn't help but widen his eyes with disbelief on his face.

…

In Feng Ji's room, Li Mochou had already helped him sort out all kinds of clothes, and she still looked excited.

"Can I be as powerful as you in the future?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "The "Shadowless Divine Art" I taught you directly points to the Tao, but if you want to be successful in cultivation, you must enter the Tao."

"What is Taoism?" Li Mochou folded her clothes carefully and turned to ask.

"There are three thousand avenues, and everyone enters the Dao differently. Some enter the Dao with emotion, some enter the Dao with the sword, and some enter the Dao naturally by understanding the heaven and earth. They are all different."

"If you practice the formless magic skill to great perfection, you can enter the innate world, but in order to understand the Tao, you must penetrate into the realm of the formless self."

Li Mochou frowned: "It's so difficult."

Feng Ji laughed: "If it were not difficult, wouldn't there be all Taoist masters in the world?"

He sighed in his heart, even if Mochou really entered Taoism, it would be difficult for him to embark on the path of cultivating immortality in this world.

The spiritual energy in this world is exhausted, and there is no way to cultivate immortality.

He couldn't help but think of Dugu Qiubai outside Xiangyang City.

This person has entered the Tao through the sword, but has stagnated. The spiritual energy in this world has dried up, and there is no way forward.

"Brother Feng, sister Mochou."

But at this moment, Mu Nianci's voice came from outside the door.

Feng Ji turned around and saw Mu Nianci timidly standing outside the door, keeping an appropriate distance.

He could feel that she was deliberately keeping a distance from him.

Feng Ji smiled and said, "You're here at the right time. I'll leave the whole village to you for this trip."

Mu Nianci was still a little sad in her heart, but suddenly she felt a little sweet after hearing these words.

"He actually wants me to help him manage the village. He...he still thinks about me."

Thinking of this, her face suddenly turned red.

"I...how can I take care of Zhuangzi?"

Li Mochou came over, took her hand, and said, "Sister, we can rest assured that you are here in Zhuangzi. By the way, what about Guo Jing and his wife?"

Mu Nianci glanced at Feng Ji and saw that he was not angry, and said: "They have almost recovered. I will let them leave in the afternoon."

Li Mochou did not answer, but looked at Feng Ji: "Brother Feng, what do you think?"

Feng Ji said: "Since I am your sister Mu's friend, I don't have any deep grudges with them. I just leave it to your sister Mu to make arrangements."

Mu Nianci was moved in her heart. She could feel that Feng Ji cared about her and respected her.

She glanced at Feng Ji gratefully and said, "I'll prepare some dry food for you."

"Thank you, sister." Li Mochou said quickly, "I want to eat the hibiscus cake you made, sister."

Mu Nianci suddenly smiled: "Okay."

As she said that, she looked at Feng Ji again, with a trace of expectation in her eyes.

Feng Ji smiled: "I like the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made."

Mu Nianci was immediately elated, with a smile on her face: "I'll do it right away."

After that, she happily hurried to the kitchen.

As her hips and slender waist twist, the young woman is full of charm.

Li Mochou and Mu Nianci each have their own beauty and unique personalities.

Li Mochou is innocent and straightforward. She likes to practice martial arts, but she is not good at cooking. She is like a big child and is a bit greedy.

Mu Nianci was different. Perhaps because she had given birth to a child, she always had a layer of maternal love surrounding her.

This makes her as gentle as water. In addition to being a chef, she also has a variety of specialty dishes.

Feng Ji estimated that Hong Qigong was able to teach her martial arts back then because of her cooking skills.

Mu Nianci also had an inexplicable love for Li Mochou, just like his eldest daughter.

It is precisely because of this that Li Mochou has a very strong affection for Mu Nianci.

It seems to be related to the fact that Li Mochou was an orphan since she was a child. I am afraid that deep down in her heart, she also longs for such a relationship.

The appearance of Mu Nianci seemed to make up for her lack of emotion.

In the afternoon, everything was ready. Feng Ji took Li Mochou and headed north by boat.

It is still a small boat, but this time it is not a simple awning, but a special cabin for living.

The two stood on the bow deck, looking at the endless Taihu Lake. Li Mochou happily shouted towards the lake: "Hey~"

The sound was crisp and carried far across the lake.

Li Mochou chuckled: "Brother Feng, I really like my life now. Only now do I know what happiness is."

Feng Ji couldn't help but smile when he saw her charming and happy look.

Thinking of her original bleak fate, I felt pity in my heart.

Finally, she did not become that devilish charlatan who chanted all day long, 'Asking what love is in the world, it can teach you how to make love between life and death'.

Right now, she is happy. This is the eighteen-year-old youth she should live.

He reached out and gently held her waist, smiling softly: "As long as you are happy."

Li Mochou's delicate body trembled, and her pretty face as white as jade turned red.

Only this time, she didn't struggle to escape, but rested her head on his broad arms.

"I am a shameless woman. I am not as good as Master and the others. I can be pure and have no desires. I am free from the world in the ancient tomb. I always fantasize about love and my future husband."

"I thought that person would be Lu Zhanyuan before, but now I know it's you, Brother Feng."

"Brother Feng, you will marry me, right?"

She raised her head, her watery eyes full of nervous anticipation.

Feng Ji couldn't help but kiss her on the forehead. Li Mochou's face turned red to the point of bleeding, her eyes were like mist, her whole body became sore, and she almost leaned in Feng Ji's arms.

The love in her eyes was so thick that it seemed impossible to get rid of it.

Feng Ji said: "Silly girl, if I don't marry you, why are we going to the ancient tomb?"

"I'm just afraid. I'm afraid that this is all an illusion. As soon as I wake up, I'm worried that you are all a figment of my imagination."

"I'm afraid I'm still in that dark ancient tomb, on the cold jade bed."

Feng Ji hugged her a little tighter, giving her the greatest sense of security.

At this time, the desire in his heart faded away, leaving only pity and love. He sat on the bow of the boat with her and listened to her talk about all her thoughts.

The relationship between the two people unconsciously became closer.

The boat drifted along the current. After several months, the two changed horses and arrived at Zhongnan Mountain.

Li Mochou looked at the dilapidated villages around her and couldn't help frowning: "It's better to go to the south of the Yangtze River. There's war in the north, and it's so dilapidated here."

Feng Ji said: "The area around Zhongnan Mountain is pretty good. This is the territory of the Quanzhen Sect. The Mongolians are quite respectful to the Quanzhen Sect. After all, Qiu Chuji once went to the desert to preach and was granted the title by Temujin."

"Hmph, my master said these stinky Taoist priests have nothing good to offer. Brother Feng, please don't associate with them."

Li Mochou seemed to be deeply influenced by his master and had no favorable impression of Quanzhen Taoist priests.

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Do you know why your master hates Quanzhen Taoist priests so much?"

Li Mochou was stunned and shook her head: "I don't know, but what my master said makes sense."

"We, the Tomb Sect and the Quanzhen Sect, live next to each other. I used to practice martial arts, and some of the stinky Taoist priests there would always look at me secretly. There was no trace of me being pure and stoic."

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "As beautiful as you are, even if I am a monk, I still want to take another look at you."

Li Mochou was immediately shy, but she felt happy, knowing that he was praising her beauty.

She blushed and whispered: "Then...then I'll just let you see."

Feng Ji burst out laughing.

But at this moment, they suddenly heard a sneer coming from behind them.

"What a pair of shameless sluts, how dare they say such obscene words at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, and also slander our Quanzhen Sect!"

Feng Ji couldn't help but turn around, but they saw several people dressed as Taoist priests coming out from the crossroads behind them, each with a bad look on their face.