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- Chapter 444 Breaking into the Mountain
Early in the morning, the back garden of Guanyun Villa
The sun illuminates the back garden, and the petals are soft and stained with a few drops of dew, like a few pearls resting on them.
The fresh air in the garden is filled with fragrance, which is light but not endless. If it is there or not, you will be refreshed and energetic when you smell it.
There are only two jasmine plants in the flowerbed. These two jasmine plants are of different species. Their fragrance is light and strong, lingering around even if the wind blows.
The tinkling sound floated over, as if coming from the sky, misty and misty, like the faint mist over the garden.
The sound came from the second flower garden to the west, but it was two people fighting, the swords were shining, and the surroundings were illuminated.
The two people on the scene were Jiang Nanyun and Zheng Xiuzhi.
Jiang Nanyun was wearing moon-white training clothes. The thin silk and satin shone brightly, making her appear wide and slender, but her full breasts could not be concealed.
Her face was like white jade, with a warm luster, and her eyes were as clear as black and white, like mercury or gems. As she looked around, her eyes fell like clear water.
Opposite her, Zheng Xiuzhi was wearing a bright yellow training uniform with cuffs tied up. Her face was bright and flawless reflected by the bright yellow satin, making her whiter and clearer.
The two of them were making one move after another, the sword moves were slow and continuous, and from time to time the two swords struck each other, making crisp sounds.
There are formations arranged in the flower garden, which weaken the surrounding sounds and form a claustrophobic environment. Standing in it, I feel that the universe is infinite. Standing under the vast sky, I am as small as an ant.
Inexplicably, you will feel a bit of awe, the impetuousness in your heart will be completely suppressed, it will become quiet, and your heart will become focused.
Such an environment is indeed the best place for practicing martial arts. Practicing here is much better than practicing outside. Over time, it is much better than ordinary people.
The sword moves of the two men are slow, but not sluggish. Instead, they have the feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water, smooth and free, and the sword intention is continuous.
It¡¯s not that the two of them are unfamiliar with swordsmanship, it¡¯s that the sword moves are like Tai Chi swords, with gentle sword movements and the last move comes first.
"Little junior sister, let's take a break!" Jiang Nanyun's sword stopped, and he stepped back lightly, like lotus flowers swaying on the lake.
The timing of her retreat was perfect. Zheng Xiuzhi's sword skills were too old and she couldn't catch up.
Zheng Xiuzhi admired her heart, sheathed her sword and stood up, smiled, and asked curiously: "What's the matter, Senior Sister?"
Jiang Nanyun pointed: "Someone is coming from outside the village. It's the Second Junior Sister and the Third Junior Sister who are back!"
"Second Senior Sister and Third Senior Sister?!" Zheng Xiuzhi looked a little nervous.
Although she is a lady and elegant, she is still a little in awe of these two senior sisters who have never met before.
"Master hasn't gotten up yet, let's go and greet him!" Jiang Nanyun said with a smile, sheathed his sword and walked out.
Zheng Xiuzhi hurriedly followed, and the two of them walked out of the flower garden, passed the moon gate, passed through the two courtyards, and came to the main gate of the courtyard.
Jiang Nanyun stepped forward and opened the door, stepped out of the threshold with a smile, and stood on the steps outside the door with his hands behind his hands.
The stone lions on both sides of the steps glared angrily, with a majestic look, as if they were alive, with an intimidating bearing.
" Two horses stood in front of the woods, one black and one chestnut, both shining as if covered with satin. Their muscles were bulging and rolling faintly. Even if they stood there lazily and not moving much, the explosive power could not be concealed.
Beside the two horses, there was a man on each side. He was tying the reins and turned around when he heard the door opening.
¡°Senior Sister!¡± The two of them shouted in surprise, and suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Nanyun and Zheng Xiuzhi, clasping their fists.
Zheng Xiuzhi was startled, but Jiang Nanyun waved his hands calmly and said with a smile: "Stop being so polite and get up."
With a flick of her sleeves, an invisible force surged out, supporting the two of them. They could not bow down, so they had to stand up.
"Senior Sister, how dare we accept it if you come to greet us in person?!" Song Jingsi, wearing a moon-white robe, with eyebrows as dark as the moon, said with a smile.
Song Jingyun, who was also wearing a Yuebai Luo shirt, nodded vigorously, feeling concerned.
"You guys have worked hard all the way. As a senior sister, I feel sorry for you. Why don't I come out to greet you? What's the big deal?!" Jiang Nanyun said with a smile and rolled his eyes at Song Jingsi.
Song Jingsi pursed her lips and smiled: "It is our honor to share Master's worries. Why is there any hard work?!"
Jiang Nanyun chuckled and waved his little hand: "Okay, you girl, you are so cunning, the master hasn't gotten up yet!"
"At this time, I don't think the master has gotten up either." Song Jingsi smiled quietly, her bright eyes glanced at Zheng Xiuzhi, showing a puzzled look.
Jiang Nanyun turned around and pointed at Zheng Xiuzhi, pursed her lips and smiled: "Come on, let me introduce to you, this one is our junior sister, her surname is Zheng and her first name is Xiuzhi!"
"Little Junior Sister?!" Song Jingsi was surprised, and Song Jingyun also stared at Jiang Nanyun with wide eyes.
Jiang Nanyun smiled and said: "This happened just a few days ago. Master accepted the junior sister into the house, and you were not here!"
"Master, how did?" Song Jingyun shouted in surprise.
"So it's my junior sister, I'm so glad to meet you!" Song Jingsi spoke up, interrupted her sister's words, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "You have entered the door of our Xiao family, so congratulations!"
"Little junior sister, this is your second senior sister!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled.
"Thank you, Second Senior Sister!" Zheng Xiuzhi said hurriedly, clasping her fists and bowing with a respectful expression, and then said to Song Jingyun: "Greetings to Third Senior Sister!"
"No gifts, no gifts! Giggling" Song Jingyun waved her hands loudly and couldn't help but giggle.
Song Jingsi glanced at her, shook her head, and smiled bitterly at Zheng Xiuzhi: "She has always been a junior junior sister, but she didn't want to in her heart. Today she finally got her wish and got rid of her status as a junior junior sister!"
"Okay, okay, this is outside the village, let's go in and talk!" Jiang Nanyun waved his hand and said with a sweet smile.
Four people came to the back garden.
In the Ruoshui Pavilion, four people sat around the stone table. The lake reflected the light, flickering and illuminating the Ruushui Pavilion a little brighter.
"The faces of the four women are like delicate flowers, so tender that you want to pinch them and take a sip to taste their fragrance.
After listening to Bi Jiangnanyun¡¯s introduction, Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun turned their bright eyes to Zheng Xiuzhi, nodded and sighed: ¡°Junior sister is really lucky!¡±
They thought to themselves, if the junior sister did not suffer from this disease, she would not be able to find her master, and she would not be able to find her master, let alone enter the Xiao family's door? !
Immediately, they also thought that the little sister was sitting on a wheelchair with disabilities, was detained in inconvenience, and suffered countless suffering.
Thinking of this, they felt sympathy again, and their eyes became softer and softer.
"Little junior sister, it turns out you are a pitiful person too!" Song Jingyun sighed softly, shook her head and said, "Fortunately, your parents are still alive, unlike us"
"Third junior sister, you're here again!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, rolled his eyes at her, interrupted her, and hummed: "You have been talking about this all day long, and you are not too tired to panic!"
"Sister, why don't you let me tell you?" Song Jingyun was dissatisfied.
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, rolling his eyes at her: "You don't know what to say. I haven't asked you about your business yet. Will your trip to Wudang go smoothly this time?!"
"This time, it's almost like going to Shaolin!" Song Jingyun snorted and curled her lips, looking disapproving.
"Why, the Wudang Sect is making things difficult for you?!" Jiangnan Yundai frowned, her bright eyes suddenly flashed, and the air in the weak water pavilion condensed and seemed to no longer flow.
"Oh, it's a long story!" Song Jingyun sighed with emotion, saw Jiang Nanyun roll his eyes at him, and said hurriedly: "Okay, that's what I said!"
Wudang is towering and the mountains are majestic. Even in the cold winter, there are still depressing places.
In the evening, the sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with red clouds.
The two of them came to the foot of Wudang Mountain and put the horses in the forest, letting them freely find grass and eat, or gallop freely.
The two of them performed Qinggong, and their feet were floating, as if their feet were not touching the ground and were floating in the air. The rugged mountain road felt like walking on flat ground.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived in front of the Wudang Sect.
The two stopped in front of Jiejian Pond. There were two Taoist priests standing upright with long swords on their backs, guarding a path leading to it.
These two Taoist priests are one old and one young. The older one is about forty years old. They have an upright appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, regular facial features, a straight nose and a square mouth. They look resolute and unlike ordinary people.
He has dark skin and a long beard under his chin. When a gust of wind blows, his long beard flutters, giving him an elegant and extraordinary appearance.
The other Taoist priest is about 20 years old, with fine features and beautiful eyes. Although he is not handsome, he is quite attractive and not annoying.
His delicate facial features make him look more like a woman than a man. He lacks a bit of heroic spirit, which makes people wonder whether he is a woman disguised as a man.
Although he is still young, his temples are bulging high. He is sitting there with a solemn expression and a strong momentum. One look at him shows that he has good internal strength and is a young master.
The two of them were squinting their eyes slightly and looking at their minds with the curtains down. They were sitting cross-legged on a huge stone beside the mountain road. They each had a futon under them to isolate themselves from the cold chill on the stone.
This huge stone is long and rectangular. LookIt looks like a reclining Buddha, with extraordinary momentum. The two people sitting on it look like two ants.
Hearing the sound of their clothes fluttering, the two of them suddenly opened their eyes, and light shot out, as if they were real, as if four swords were piercing towards them.
Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun were dressed in moon-white robes. When the mountain wind blew, their clothes looked like two goddesses descending from the earth.
Seeing the two of them waking up, Song Jingsi raised her head, cupped her fists and saluted: "The little girl Song Jingsi, on the orders of her master, came to Wudang to meet Taoist Master Chongxu!"
The dark-skinned middle-aged man stretched out his hand to stroke his long beard, looked at the two women condescendingly, looked up and down, and glanced a few times, his eyes as sharp as substance.
After a while, he nodded slightly: "Well, the two girls want to meet the master?!"
He slowly stood up from the futon, jumped lightly, and fell to the ground like a feather from the big stone.
Another young Taoist priest also jumped down and landed silently, like a piece of feather falling down, his body skills were impressive.
However, although their Qinggong skills were outstanding, in the eyes of Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun, they were extremely ordinary and were not taken seriously at all.
Song Jingyun¡¯s face sank, annoyed that he was arrogant, and she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, for fear that she would scold him and annoy him when she spoke.
After all, they were in Wudang, they were not successful in martial arts, and their master ordered them to try not to cause trouble, so they tried their best to suppress their anger.
"Exactly, I wonder if Taoist Master Chongxu is here?" Song Jingsi's expression remained unchanged, she cupped her fists and saluted, and asked respectfully.
"Not everyone can see the master." The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at the two of them and replied lazily, with a smile on his lips.
Song Jingyun's heart surged with anger, causing her forehead to pound. This guy was really bullying people!
Song Jingsi reached out and touched her shoulder, and a cool breath rushed in, immediately stimulating the Qingxin Jue in her body.
I felt a coolness in my head, and the burning anger was immediately extinguished. My mind became cool and my mind returned to clarity.
She quickly calmed down and ignored the bearded Taoist priest.
Song Jingsi was conscious and not angry. The Qingxin Jue circulated in her body, calmly and calmly. She said calmly: "My little lady is ordered to hand over the letter to Taoist Chongxu in person. I would like to trouble Taoist Master to pass it on."
"I wonder who your respected master is?" the middle-aged Taoist priest asked lazily, looking thoughtfully and looking away.
Where his eyes looked, there was a cliff, with a piece of green grass emerging from the crack in the rock, swaying in the wind.
Song Jingsi¡¯s bright eyes turned, and she suddenly had other thoughts. She shook her head calmly: ¡°The name of the master is taboo and should not be disclosed. When I meet Taoist Chongxu, I will tell him personally.¡±
She originally wanted to say it directly to save trouble, but using the master's name at this time was a sign of weakness, which would inevitably make the Wudang Sect look down on the master.
With a sudden change of mind, she changed her mind.
The middle-aged Taoist priest's face turned cold, he stopped stroking his beard, and hummed in a deep voice: "If you don't tell me the name of my respected master, how can a poor Taoist pass it on? Are you just fooling around and coming to entertain us?!"
He had an unkind expression on his face and his eyes were like lightning, staring at the two women as if an eagle was looking down at two lambs and would pounce on them immediately.
Song Jingsi shook his head, still calm and composed: "We do have something important. If Taoist Master Chongxu is blamed, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
This sentence is used to provoke the general and make him angry.
The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned, but did not get angry. He looked her up and down and saw that she was calm and at ease, without any fear.
Such an expression made his heart tremble, but he suppressed his anger, his heart turned rapidly, and he thought again and again.
Being sent here, although he has a crazy temper, he is not a fool. Instead, he is shrewd and careful, hiding under his arrogance.
He squinted his eyes slightly and stared at Song Jingsi. Seeing her calm expression, he carefully watched her every move, eyes, hands and feet.
A martial arts master, after practicing for many years, will always have some habits that cannot be changed. From these habits, one can often get a glimpse of the characteristics of martial arts.
After a few glances, he felt awe-struck in his heart. The woman in front of him seemed to know no martial arts, and there was no mystery at all.
The more this happened, the more unreasonable he felt. They could come up the mountain as light as the wind, walking silently. If the mountain wind hadn't blown their clothes, they wouldn't have known they were approaching.
With such internal strength, it¡¯s definitely not like he doesn¡¯t know martial arts. Could it be that he is returning to his true nature? !
After thinking wildly for a while, the middle-aged Taoist priest's face became serious, and he clasped his fists and said, "Young lady, I'm going to inform you, but I can't say, I don't know your name. Is it a taboo to respect your master's name?"
HeAs soon as he became serious, he felt like a different person. He no longer had the previous arrogance and arrogance. His expression was solemn, making people dare not look down upon him.
Song Jingsi frowned slightly and glanced at him, her heart was awe-inspiring, but she underestimated the Wudang sect and could not bear to fall into her own plan to provoke the general.
Not only that, but it was self-defeating and made him feel that something was wrong.
She pondered for a moment, raised her head, clasped her fists and said, "The master's surname is Xiao, and the little girl's surname is Song."
The middle-aged Taoist priest stroked his beard and nodded: "It turns out to be Song Nuxia. Thank you for meeting me. Junior brother, please go check it out and ask the master."
Song Jingsi tilted her head slightly, her expression was calm, but she pursed her lips tightly, not wanting to talk to him.
Song Jingyun glared at him bitterly, rolling her eyes several times.
Seeing them like this, the middle-aged Taoist priest stroked his beard and smiled, said no more, jumped up, landed on the big stone, sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes slightly, and was about to enter meditation.
"Senior sister, why do we have to wait here? We can just go up the mountain!" Song Jingyun snorted, her face full of disapproval.
Song Jingsi smiled slightly.
The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were like lightning, piercing towards Song Jingyun.
Song Jingyun snorted softly, and faced him with bright eyes like water. She glared back at him without showing any signs of weakness. Her eyes suddenly flashed, as if a thin layer of anger was exuding, and her black and white eyes were blurred.
Her eyes were blurred, like waves flashing in the sun, flickering one after another, making people unable to help but stare, trying to see the waves clearly.
The middle-aged Taoist priest's mind was agitated. In surprise, he bit the tip of his tongue. Severe pain went straight into his heart. When his head cleared, it was originally chaotic and hazy, like a layer of fog. The severe pain came, like the appearance of a scorching sun, and was immediately dispersed. Mist.
When his mind returned to clarity, he was shocked. He didn't expect that this woman had mastered the art of sexual intercourse and could control the mind and body invisibly.
Such sorcery is not something a serious person can do.
He shouted loudly, flew up in the air, unsheathed his sword, and landed on the boulder.
He pointed the tip of his sword obliquely, spring thunder burst out from his tongue, and the roar reached Song Jingyun's ears: "You little lady, what kind of magic are you using?!"
If he hadn't dared to determine what kind of kung fu was used, he would have directly called her a witch.
Song Jingyun glared at him disdainfully and turned her head to ignore him.
"Actually, what she used was not a profound technique, it was just the magic spells in the Nine Yin Manual.
"Originally, the power of **** is limited, and it can only charm the mind for a moment, but it is not effective for a middle-aged Taoist priest who is a pure practitioner.
"But Song Jingyun has also practiced the Qingxin Jue, which is a supreme method of training his spiritual consciousness. His mind is so powerful that when he uses it, his power will be doubled. Even a determined person like him will inevitably fall into the trap.
When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw Song Jingyun like this, he was furious and shouted: "Young lady, you are running wild on my Wudang Mountain and take my sword!"
He originally had scruples, but the fact that this woman dared to use sorcery on him was unbearable, and he could no longer remain silent.
"Buzz" The long sword trembled and stabbed straight. He jumped down from the boulder, and the sword merged into one, turning into a white rainbow that swept across the sky and stabbed Song Jingyun from a high position.
Song Jingyun snorted, turned to Song Jingsi and said, "Sister, you can't blame me for this, he was the one who made the move first!"
Song Jingsi nodded helplessly and snorted angrily: "Yeah, I know! Since I've been beaten, don't embarrass the master!"
"As ordered!" Song Jingyun shouted excitedly, twisting her waist, unsheathing her long sword, and drew a line.
"Dang" is crisp and long, like knocking on a jade rock, melodious and clear, lingering, spreading along the mountain wind.
Two figures suddenly appeared on the winding mountain road going up. They were both Taoist priests in gray robes, running like flying, running along the path.
Song Jingsi frowned slightly, the Wudang sect was indeed extraordinary. They sent two people here, but they didn't rely on them. They still had back-ups.
Song Jingyun twisted her waist, and when she turned around, she unsheathed her sword and drew a line of silver, which happened to hit the sword body.
The middle-aged Taoist priest merged his body and sword into one, and flew down from the boulder, like an eagle snatching a rabbit, his momentum was majestic and breathtaking.
Song Jingyun¡¯s sword was like a rabbit kicking its legs, urgent and cruel, hitting the vital point.
The middle-aged Taoist priest trembled and felt a force coming from the sword. It was neither hard nor soft, neither sticky nor falling apart. It seemed as if it was breaking away, and the force of stroking and splitting coexisted.
This kind of mixed strength was transmitted to his hands, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. He could feel the strength after breaking it, but the strength was still there.
It is beyond his power to destroy both powers at the same time.
In desperation, he fought with all his might, regardless of what he was doing.The latent luck burst out from the dantian, rushing towards the arm like an arrow and hitting the palm of the hand.
With the thought of being destroyed together, he hit his palm with all his strength, and the chaotic and unknown strength in his palm immediately dissipated.
He was not feeling well either. His palms went numb and he suddenly lost all feeling.
When I lowered my head, I saw that the right palm was as red as blood, as if it had been dyed by cinnabar. It was even redder than when the cinnabar palm was used, which was quite scary.
His inner force burst out just now, bursting some thin blood vessels and causing blood to ooze out. His palms looked blood red, which was quite scary.
Seeing this, Song Jingyun couldn't miss the opportunity. She flashed her body and suddenly appeared beside him. A ball of sword flowers appeared from the tip of the sword, covering the chest of the middle-aged Taoist priest.
The middle-aged Taoist priest stamped his feet and retreated sharply, trying to avoid the sword flower.
Although he was not hit by the sword, the cold air emanating from the sword flower in front of him penetrated through his pores and spread directly to the bottom of his heart, making him wary and vigilant.
The right arm is numb and does not obey the command, and it cannot perform any exquisite sword moves. The left hand has not practiced sword skills, so it is useless.
His only plan now is to avoid its sharp edge and look for opportunities to attack with his left fist.
"When it comes to body skills, Song Jingyun is far superior to him.
He suddenly took two steps back, and there was a bright silver light in front of his eyes. The sword flower was already in front of him. He could not avoid it, and it was already on his body.
"Jingyun, don't hurt his life!" Song Jingsi shouted in time.
When Song Jingyun heard this, he immediately retracted his hand, his long sword paused, his eyes filled with silver light, and the tip of the sword stopped at his throat.
The middle-aged Taoist priest felt a coldness in his throat, and the pores all over his body suddenly closed, but the coldness still spread to the bottom of his heart.
He only felt a chill coming from his bones, which he could not stop. Even if he tried to use his kung fu to resolve the chill, it was of no use.
He didn¡¯t dare to move, as the sword seemed ready to strike at any time.
He was calm, not flustered, and very sure in his heart. No one in the Wudang Sect would dare to kill a Wudang sect member unless he became impatient.
He stared at Song Jingyun coldly, snorted, and said: "Who on earth is your master? You are attacking me in Wudang. Are you trying to bully me into having no one in Wudang?!"
¡°Stop¡ªHands¡ª!¡± A long shout came, and the sound was like rolling spring thunder, coming down from the mountain.
"Stopstopstop" Voices echoed in the valley, lingering endlessly.
Before the shouting stopped, the two people on the mountain road approached several people.
Their movements were like electricity, like two wisps of light smoke floating down from the mountain. The long mountain road arrived in the blink of an eye.
"It's a matter of looking at the mountain and running to death. It seems that they are not far apart, but when you actually run, you can realize how far the journey is."
Song Jingsi stood at the intersection of the mountain road, guarding the path and looking at the two of them lightly.
These two Taoist priests are both middle-aged. The one in front has a maroon complexion and red eyes. He is tall and tall, with a long beard under his chin and hanging down to his chest.
He has a pair of red and phoenix eyes, slender and majestic. When he looks around, he is majestic and majestic, almost like Guan Gong when he was alive, with a formidable momentum.
The other person is much inferior, with a yellow face, a weak figure, and a goatee under his chin, which is yellow, as if it is dry, or has been roasted by fire.
His figure is too thin, which makes people worry that the strong wind on the mountain will blow him away at once, which is really dangerous.
"Who are you?!" The middle-aged Taoist priest stroked his long temples and opened his slightly narrowed Danfeng eyes. Two rays of lightning flashed out and went directly into Song Jingsi's eyes.
Song Jingsi stood in front of them, blocking their way. They glared at her like this, and looked at them indifferently.
After a long while, she asked lightly: "Are you a disciple of the Wudang Sect?"
"Yes, we are from the Wudang Sect. Who is this girl?" The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded, stroking his beard and said calmly: "What are your intentions in blocking here?"
He winked at another middle-aged Taoist priest.
The skinny middle-aged Taoist priest nodded, swayed, and rushed towards Song Jingsi, trying to get through without hesitation.
Song Jingsi smiled faintly, and with a flash of figure, she suddenly moved sideways and stood in front of him, and said lightly: "What do you want, Your Excellency?!"
The skinny middle-aged Taoist priest was startled, paused for a moment, appeared, and looked at Song Jingsi up and down, thoughtfully.
He is quite confident in his Qing Gong. Among the disciples of this generation in the Wudang Sect, he may not be the top when it comes to swordsmanship, but in Qing Gong, he is well-deserved.
But the woman in front of her moved a step laterally, but she was still a step ahead of herself. Otherwise, she would not be able to stop herself.
On the other side, Song Jingyun had already sheathed his sword, but he had already tapped the middle-aged Taoist priest¡¯s acupuncture points.Standing there fixedly, only his eyes rolled, and it was difficult to move the rest of his body.
"Hey, are you coming here to deal with us?!" Song Jingyun stepped forward and asked loudly.
"What did you do to my Junior Brother Zhu?!" Danfeng's eyes were as bright as lightning as the elderly Taoist priest snorted coldly.
"Is he him? He won't die for a while after I tapped his acupuncture points!" Song Jingyun glanced sideways at the middle-aged Taoist priest.
Danfeng looked at the old Taoist priest stroking his beard, narrowed his eyes, sneered, and said lightly: "If you hurt him even a hair, I, the whole Wudang family, will chase you to the end!"
Now that the matter has come to this, he is not in a hurry. Anyway, his junior brother's acupuncture points have been tapped, and it seems that his life is not in danger.
Thinking about it, they were worried that this was Wudang Mountain after all, and they didn¡¯t have the guts to kill Wudang disciples.
"Well, I won't take his life!" Song Jingyun snorted: "But, he said something rude, even if it doesn't hurt his life, he will suffer a little bit!"
The Taoist priest with red phoenix eyes narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold light in his eyes became brighter.
Song Jingsi waved her hand, stopped Song Jingyun, and said calmly: "We came to Wudang to do business, but we were treated rudely by that Taoist priest!"
She has a quiet demeanor and speaks calmly. Although she speaks lightly, she is convincing and you can't help but want to believe her words.
The Taoist priest with a yellow face took a step back. Song Jingyun and Song Jingsi stood side by side, blocking the intersection so that he could not forcefully break through.
Taking a step back, he stared at the two girls and said with a sneer: "Huh, what you say is unfounded, you should let my Junior Brother Zhu go first before you talk!"
"Someone has gone up to report it. Let's see what Taoist Priest Chongxu has to say." Song Jingsi waved her hand and said calmly, leaving no room for doubt.
Seeing her like this, the elderly Taoist priest in Danfeng's eyes said nothing while stroking his beard. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun up and down, thoughtfully.
"It is impossible for ordinary disciples of a sect to have such an imposing manner, to live in a moving body and cultivate Xi Qi. Such an imposing manner must only be achieved by a high-ranking disciple of a famous sect. It is difficult to be born like this.
The middle-aged Taoist priest with a withered face didn't move either. Only his junior brother followed him and he calmed down when he saw that he didn't move.
Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun stood at the intersection, blocking the way down the mountain, while Taoist priest Danfengyan and the Taoist priest with a withered face stood side by side, blocking the way up the mountain. The four of them faced each other, and no one moved. Only the mountain wind blew, and their clothes Hunting and moving.
Under the lingering light of the setting sun, the four of them seemed to have turned into statues, motionless, letting the strong wind blow, and they stood as tall as fossils.
After a long while, Song Jingyun couldn't help it, snorted softly, raised her chin, and hummed: "How do you two compare to him in martial arts?!"
That him naturally refers to the middle-aged Taoist priest who stood motionless while his acupuncture points were tapped.
The two Taoist priests glanced at her, turned their heads, pursed their lips tightly, and said nothing, as if they didn't bother to answer.
But it is also an embarrassing question. Even if they want to answer it, they will not say that his martial arts skills are not as good as theirs. It is too immodest and hurts the feelings between the brothers.
"Well, it seems like your martial arts are better than his!" Song Jingyun guessed it at a glance, and said with a smile, "How about we also have a competition?!"
Song Jingsi hurriedly scolded: "Jingyun!"
Song Jingyun pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Sister, if you are idle, you are idle. Is the little Taoist priest coming down soon?"
"Jingyun, don't mess around. Have you forgotten Master's words?!" Song Jingsi lowered her face and snorted softly.
????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT off out of the gate, Xiao Yuesheng told him that when he came to Wudang, it was best not to cause trouble, make less trouble, and don't fight for victory.
That¡¯s because Xiao Yuesheng felt that their martial arts skills were too low. They could protect themselves, but if they fought with others, they were too far behind. It was better to use them as little as possible.
"It's just that the middle-aged Taoist priest is too rude. If he keeps silent and suffers from this, it will damage the reputation of the master. They, the Wudang Sect, think that Guanyun Villa is easy to bully!"
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to fight, we won't fight!" Song Jingyun had no choice but to raise her hands in surrender and stopped inviting him.
While he was talking, another Taoist priest ran down the mountain road, with the long sword tassels flying on his back, showing a bit of freedom and ease.
He was extremely skilled in making light of himself. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the four of them, but it was the young Taoist priest who had gone to report earlier.
He put his palms together, bowed his head, and said respectfully: "Two female benefactors, the Master has invited me! Please¡ª!"
After saying that, he bowed and stretched out his arms.
¡°Fifth Junior Brother, Master Master has invited them¡ª?!¡± The middle-aged Taoist priest in Danfeng¡¯s eyes raised his head and asked in surprise.
The young Taoist priest nodded solemnly: "The two female benefactors are distinguished guests. The master of the teaching was in a hurry and could not go far away.?Sorry! "
"I don't dare, please¡ª¡ª!" Song Jingsi said lightly, cupping her fists in a salute, and reaching out sideways.
Song Jingyun held her neck high, glanced sideways at the two Taoist priests, and followed Song Jingsi up the mountain.
When the two saw this, they couldn't help but smile bitterly and secretly gritted their teeth. However, they did not follow him, but walked to the middle-aged Taoist priest who was motionless.
Danfeng looked at the old Taoist priest's palm and stepped forward to touch it carefully. His brows suddenly knitted together, making it difficult to get rid of them.
¡°Brother, what¡¯s going on?!¡± The yellow-faced Taoist priest stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
In Danfeng¡¯s eyes, the old Taoist priest frowned, thoughtfully, and said in a deep voice: ¡°Something¡¯s wrong, take a look.¡±
The withered-faced Taoist priest took another step forward, picked up the middle-aged Taoist priest's wrist with his palm, pressed three fingers on the pulse, and sent a burst of internal force.
His face immediately wrinkled, and then he turned around and placed a palm on the middle-aged Taoist priest's vest.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, after a while, he opened his eyes and took a breath of cold air: "Junior brother, all the acupoints all over his body are sealed?!"
"Exactly!" The elderly Taoist priest nodded heavily in Danfeng's eyes.
By just relying on this acupuncture technique, we knew that the two women came from a famous family. The ordinary acupoint tapping only hit one acupoint, but at this time, the acupoints all over the junior brother's body were sealed.
Seeing that she didn¡¯t say anything, she actually clicked on the acupuncture points all over his junior brother¡¯s body. Obviously, it was not just one acupuncture point after another, but it sealed the acupoints all over his body in an instant.
"What should we do, senior brother?!" the middle-aged Taoist priest with a yellow face asked with a wry smile.
Danfengyan Taoist priest pondered for a moment, made a fist with his right hand, and hit his palm hard, "Let me try and see if I can untie it!"
"Okay!" The yellow-faced Taoist priest nodded helplessly. He had no hope in his heart. This acupuncture technique was really too strange. - 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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