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- Chapter 57 Six Meridians
Although Xiao Yuesheng's skills have not been fully restored now, his soul is more powerful than before, and he is more sensitive to the illusory things.
When Bei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo left that day, he felt in his heart that the evil spirit between the two women's brows was faintly flowing, and the future must be dangerous.
But even if he said these unfounded things, he would just make people laugh. They would not believe it. Moreover, he did not want others to know about his magical power, so he only mentioned it briefly and gave two jade pendants as a gift. , sending a bit of life.
Zhou Zhiruo tried her best and worked hard. With a squeeze of her left hand, the white jade pendant turned into powder. The powder turned into a ball of snow-white light, which illuminated her body. Even the midday sun could not block its light. .
The glimmering light slowly dissipated, and the powder disappeared without a trace.
Those who were taking action in the field were all extremely careful. When they saw something strange, they quickly retreated to protect themselves. They all turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo to see what tricks she was playing.
The girls of the Emei Sect were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and looked at Zhou Zhiruo.
They looked quite embarrassed. Under the scorching sun, all the women were dripping with sweat, their hair was wet and stuck to their foreheads. They were holding long swords and trying hard to support their delicate bodies to prevent them from collapsing to the ground.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Zhiruo just smiled faintly, feeling disappointed in her heart. The jade pendant given to her by Brother Xiao was finally crushed by herself
Suddenly, everyone around them opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen something unbelievable. No matter they were people from the Emei Sect or the Ming Sect, there was no exception.
Xiao Yuesheng's figure suddenly appeared, appearing out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes, as if he walked out of the shimmering water, and the surrounding space seemed to have turned into water. The scene was really unbelievable.
"Brother Xiao!" Zhou Zhiruo turned around and was stunned, her chest filled with ecstasy and excitement, her voice trembling, her cheeks red, and her breathing rapid.
Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt, with a handsome and elegant figure. He nodded slightly, with a solemn expression and his eyes as gentle as jade. He slowly passed by everyone, saw the situation clearly, looked at Zhou Zhiruo beside him, and said lightly: "Are they from the Ming Cult? "
Zhou Zhiruo was so excited that she was speechless and nodded hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng turned around and looked at the short, fat middle-aged man who was fighting Master Jingxuan just now. In an instant, he could see that he was the leader.
He slowly raised his right hand, pointed his index finger, and made a "chi" sound, like a sharp knife cutting through the clothes, with a faint whistling sound, which was breathtaking.
The short, fat middle-aged man suddenly felt a sense of danger enveloped him. Just as he was about to take action, there was a "pop" sound, and a round hole appeared in front of his feet.
This hole looks similar to a snake hole. It is so dark that it is difficult to see the depth.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? He could barely see the gaps in his round eyes, revealing wisps of cold light. He was shocked beyond words, but also felt unbelievable and unbelievable.
Xiao Yuesheng retracted his index finger and pressed forward lightly with his thumb.
The sound of "chi" sounded again, and the whistle was faintly like the roar of the cold winter wind. This time, everyone realized that this was not a hidden weapon, but an invisible finger force!
Looking at the deep hole in front of Yan Yuan, the flag bearer of the thick earth flag, everyone was awe-inspiring. It was invisible and unable to escape. Such power was really terrifying!
"Everyone from the Ming Cult, please leave. I don't want to kill anyone!" Xiao Yuesheng retracted his fingers, waved his hands at them, and said in a gentle tone.
No longer paying attention to their reactions, he gently patted Zhou Zhiruo's vest, sending a stream of warmth to her, restraining her injuries and restoring her skills.
Her complexion returned to rosy, he let go of his palm, and then his body turned into a ray of light and shadow, passing around the sword array. Every disciple of the Emei Sect was hit by his palm on the vest, and there was no time to dodge.
??Every person who holds the palm will feel a warm current flowing into the body, circulating around the meridians in the body for a week. Suddenly, the energy is restored, the energy is sharply increased, and it is stronger than at the beginning.
Yan Yuan groaned in his heart and cursed secretly. Such a monster appeared out of nowhere and had such martial arts. Even the Dharma King and the Light Envoy within the sect were far behind him. I am afraid that when Master Yang is resurrected, he will not be able to match it!
Xiao Yuesheng didn't seem to see them, he just lowered his head to check the injuries of the people in the formation. Two male disciples were hit by swords in the abdomen. The swords were not pulled out, but they were still bleeding. They had been given golden sore medicine, but it didn't help. Now they are dead. The breath is dying.
Disciples of the Emei Sect are experienced enough to know that they cannot draw their swords. Otherwise, as soon as the sword is pulled out, blood will spurt out, which cannot be stopped, and they will die immediately.
Xiao Yuesheng stood beside the two of them, and with a slight lift of his left hand, the person lying on the ground slowly rose up, as if being held up by a pair of invisible big hands.
This man is about thirty years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, extraordinary handsome, but at this time his face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and the white shirt he wore was stained with mud and blood, making him look extremely embarrassed and unbearable.
He slowly rose to Xiao Yuesheng's waist, stopped motionless, and floated there. Xiao Yuesheng pressed down with his left hand, stretched out his fingers with his right hand, and moved his fingers like flying, pointing at the person suspended in front of him.
His fingering techniques are complex and unpredictable, sometimes like a cold sword, sometimes like a giant axe, sometimes like a rafter pen, sometimes light and elegant, sometimes severe and severe, sometimes both hard and soft. For a moment, everyone in the field is attracted by his incomparable grace. I'm obsessed with fingering and can't control my mind.
One hundred and eight fingers were used to tap one hundred and eight acupoints all over his body, without missing a single one. The Feng Yuan Finger that was originally created first appeared in front of people's eyes.
After one hundred and eight instructions, the wound immediately stopped and the blood stopped flowing out. The effect was so amazing that the Emei disciples who were watching from the side were extremely surprised. They had also tapped the acupuncture points, but they could not stop the bleeding from the wound and the sword was still not drawn out. He was unable to be bandaged and tightened, and they were anxious as they watched him bleed bit by bit.
Xiao Yuesheng tapped the suspended man lightly, hitting him in the middle of the stomach. The long sword suddenly flew out from his abdomen. He slowly went down and fell to the ground. He landed with the long sword at the same time. The sword was deeply embedded in the grass, and the hilt of the sword was shaking endlessly.
Xiao Yuesheng turned a blind eye to the surprised looks around him, turned around to treat the other person, stopped his bleeding, and took out the long sword.
"Zhiruo, feed these two pills to them!" Xiao Yuesheng took out an exquisite white jade bottle from his arms, pulled out the stopper, poured out two longan-sized brown pills, and handed them to the person beside him. Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo nodded obediently, took the two pills in her jade hands, knelt down, and fed them the medicine. There was someone beside her to help her. Although they Emei disciples didn't know Xiao Yuesheng's identity, they also knew that he must have something to do with Zhou Zhiruo. .
Yan Yuan, the flag bearer of the Houtu Flag, was frowning when someone came over and said softly: "Flag Master, the situation is not good, let's withdraw?!"
Yan Yuan glanced at his subordinates, then turned around and looked at the subordinates around him, sighed, and waved his hand heavily.
"Retreat!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and the Mingjiao gang members who were standing scattered immediately retreated. Instead, they formed a formation to cover each other and left quickly and neatly.
Yan Yuan walked at the end, held his hands in the distance, and said loudly: "I am Yan Yuan, the thick earth flag of Mingjiao. Do you know the name of this brother?"
Hearing this, Xiao Yuesheng turned around, looked at the other party, cupped his hands, and said lightly: "It turns out to be Yan Banner Master, I have admired you for a long time! Xiao Nanqiu is going to the water, I won't send him off!"
"Mr. Xiao is good at martial arts! See you later!" Yan Yuan chuckled, and after cupping his hands, surrounded by everyone, he walked away without any intention of retreating, and he was quite heroic.
All the Emei disciples looked at Master Jingxuan. They had just been severely persecuted by these demon sect villains, and their hearts were full of resentment. Now that their skills had been restored, they were ready to fight back.
Master Jingxuan looked at the people of the demon sect who had different levels of hierarchy, and shook her head solemnly, knowing that there was no point in pursuing them. These people were under the same banner, they cooperated tacitly, and knew how to fight. They were too difficult to deal with.
The injuries of the others were not serious. Xiao Yuesheng stopped taking action and just stood beside Bei Jinyi with his hands folded, watching them heal themselves.
"Mr. Xiao, thank you for your help!" Master Jingxuan returned the sword to its sheath, stepped forward to inquire with one hand, performed a Buddhist salute, and thanked Xiao Yuesheng.
"Master, there is no need to be polite. There is no distinction between Emei water clouds and there is no need to be polite!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a gentle smile. His demeanor was warm and gentle, making people feel like a spring breeze. Everyone present in the Emei sect had a bad impression of him.
Both Bei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but pursed their lips and smiled, following him with gentle eyes. They had complicated feelings about him helping their fellow disciples, and there was an inexplicable sweetness in their hearts.
Master Jingxuan nodded. Without this Mr. Xiao from the Shuiyun Sect, the entire army would have been wiped out this time. It is hard to express gratitude for saving lives, but we can only repay him in the future.
No one died, which was extremely rare for them. They made two stretchers out of tree branches and started to leave. This was not a safe place. It would be bad if someone from the Ming Cult came back.
In order to prevent people from the Ming Cult from coming again, Xiao Yuesheng walked in front with them, accompanied by Master Jingxuan and Bei Jinyi.
The mood of the group was quite cheerful. Only after escaping from death did they realize how precious life is. Fang Bilin and the others were walking together with Zhou Zhiruo, whispering in a low voice, happily, and looking up from time to time to glance at Xiao Yuesheng in front of them.
"Junior sister, is he the senior brother of the Shuiyun Sect?"
"Yeah." Zhou Zhiruo raised his head and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng's back, then turned around again, feeling guilty and afraid that others would see him, his peach cheeks already turning red.
"It's really amazing. With such martial arts, even the master would never be able to match it!" Fang Bilin said frankly.Tsk-tsk in admiration.
Zhou Zhiruo tried her best to endure the joy in her heart, but the corners of her mouth could not help but tilt up slightly. When she heard others praising him, she felt infinite joy in her heart, even more joyful than praising herself.
"It's unbelievable how he mastered this kind of martial arts at such a young age! Oh, so ashamed!" Zhou Zhiruo's other senior sister Li Mingxia shook her head and sighed. She looks to be about the same age as Bei Jinyi and has a very beautiful appearance. .
"Ugh, it's really unimaginable that there is such martial arts in the world!" Even the rather steady Su Mengqing nodded and sighed.
"Look at his fingering, could it be the six-meridian divine sword that has been lost in martial arts?!" Li Mingxia shook her head and pondered. She is good at fingering and has done a lot of research on the fingering methods passed down from ancient times.
"Six Meridians Divine Sword?I've never heard of it, what kind of martial arts is it?" Fang Bilin walked lightly, took out the ropa from her sleeve, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Evil in the East, Poison in the South, Emperor in the North, Beggar in the North, have you all heard of it?" Li Mingxia blinked her bright eyes and glanced at the crowd with soft eyes.
"I've heard that Patriarch Guo's grandfather was Medicine Master Dongxie Huang, and Daxia Guo's master was Northern Beggar Hong Qigong." Fang Bilin nodded hurriedly.
"That Emperor Duan of the Southern Emperor was originally the emperor of the Dali Kingdom. The Duan family's ancestral martial arts is a top-notch martial arts." Li Mingxia's charming face was filled with emotion and fascination.
"We also know the name of Yiyang Zhi, but it is a pity that it has been lost now Alas! Really, these secret skills have been lost one by one The Beggar Clan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are now incomplete, Yiyang The fingers have been lost, each generation is really worse than the last!" Fang Bilin shook her head and sighed, quite old-fashioned.
"There is a temple in Dali that protects the country, called Tianlong Temple. After the Emperor of Dali abdicates, he usually goes to Tianlong Temple to become a monk. There is a fingering method in Tianlong Temple called the Six Meridians Divine Sword, which is known as the best swordsmanship in the world!" The narration revealed an extraordinary magnanimity.
"The best swordsmanship in the world?!" the girls laughed, with disbelief in their tone.
"The best swordsmanship in the world, no one should dare to claim such a title. There are endless strange people and strangers in the world, who dares to claim to be the best in the world?" !
"The best swordsmanship in the world is actually a set of fingering methods. The one-yang finger is just the entry method. When you practice to an extremely high level, you can project your inner power to point the sword, just like Mr. Xiao did just now!"
Everyone was silent. When they recalled Xiao Yuesheng's two fingers just now, they still felt horrified. Such a powerful fingering technique was indeed more powerful than a sword. The best swordsmanship in the world was not an exaggeration.
In the evening, everyone settled at the foot of a hill. It was hot summer, and it was more comfortable in the wild than in the house.
The smoke rising from a pile of grass is the mugwort they picked up specially to repel mosquitoes. The mosquitoes here are very powerful.
The small hill in front of them was about three houses high, with no trees and only green grass undulating in the wind.
Zhou Zhiruo and Bei Jinyi accompanied Xiao Yuesheng to sit on the slope of the hill, watching the sunset in the sky, which dyed the three of them orange.
Xiao Yuesheng saw the Emei sect girls down the slope grunting, slapping them hard, and complaining softly about the nasty mosquitoes. Apparently mugwort was not effective, so he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Zhou Zhiruo beside him: "Zhiruo , this is a bottle of mosquito repellent water, just one drop for each person.¡±
"Oh -?" Zhou Zhiruo took it. She was wearing a hosta on her head, making it difficult for mosquitoes to get close to her, but she knew how disgusting mosquitoes were, so she chuckled quietly: "Brother Xiao, thank you very much!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently and shook his head.
"Brother Xiao, why did you appear suddenly?" Bei Jinyi suddenly turned her head and asked softly, she had always wanted to ask.
Zhou Zhiruo, who was about to go down the mountain, also stopped and turned to look at him: "Is it because I crushed the jade pendant?" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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