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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 58: Protection

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    Chapter 58 Protection

    Leaving Taihu Lake, he felt sad and a little reluctant to leave.

    People are not grass and trees, and how can they be ruthless? He and Wang Yuyan have been together for so long, and it is inevitable to feel sad when he suddenly leaves now.

    While walking in a fluttering way, a clear light flashed in the eyes, cutting off distracting thoughts, and the mind returned to clarity, without sadness or joy, just like the water of Taihu Lake.

    He thought for a moment, and realized that A'Zhu still went to Shaolin, fearing that he might steal the Yi Jin Jing.

    How can she get anything good if she goes to Shaolin to steal scriptures? Shaolin Temple is full of crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and there are countless masters, so she will definitely suffer.

    According to the original trajectory of this world, she will be saved by Qiao Feng and her life will be safe.

    But now he is a little worried that his arrival has changed a lot and will it change her original trajectory.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????? If Qiao Feng does not appear, or appears a little late, or appears a little early, and the two of them miss her, then she will die, and a wisp of her fragrant soul will enter the underworld.

    Thinking of this, he became anxious. He forgot about Wang Yuyan's reluctance, directly activated the Divine Walking Technique, and tried his best to hurry on.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:??????????????????????????????????????????????????? turned into a wisp of light smoke, so fast, people on the avenue only felt a gust of wind passing by, but no one was seen.

    He galloped all the way, feeling uncontrollably excited. He absorbed the internal energy of more than a dozen masters of the First Grade Hall, and his skill increased dramatically, several times before. More than 200 of the 360 ??major acupuncture points in his body were already fully charged, and the rest were all ** positions.

    Nowadays, his internal strength is so strong that it is probably unparalleled in the world. Not only because of Beiming's magical skills, but also because of his clear inner vision, he uses acupuncture points as Dantian, with more than 360 Dantians all over his body.

    This is beyond the scope of Beiming Divine Technique. It is an original creation. Beiming Divine Technique alone cannot accommodate so much internal power.

    "It's a pity that although the inner strength is deep, it is still difficult to turn into innate Qi, and it is really a pity that one cannot practice the inner alchemy technique.

    His greatest wish is to live forever, and he needs to start with the art of inner alchemy, or read the Sutra from the Taiqing Jade Cloud Purple Reflection Contemplation.

    He has practiced the art of inner alchemy and has gained experience. If he has walked the road before, it will be much smoother if he walks again. He does not want to risk taking a new path. This is a matter of life and death. This is not the time to take risks.

    He shook his head as he galloped. Unfortunately, he was worried about A'Zhu and couldn't go to Mantuo Villa to see the Langhuan Jade Pavilion. He might as well go there next time if he has a chance.

    He keeps running day and night, galloping like lightning, several times faster than a thousand-mile horse.

    The faster you run, the internal energy originally accumulated in the acupuncture points surges out and joins the meridians. The internal energy is vast, like the water of a river, and the control of the internal energy becomes smoother and smoother.

    The Shen Xing Jue has the effect of increasing the meridians, and it also has the function of practicing Qigong. It is similar to breath control and meditation. Such fast walking day and night not only does not show any signs of wind and frost, but it also makes you energetic and full of energy.

    In the evening of that day, he came to the foot of Songshan Mountain and ran straight to Shaoshi Mountain. After asking someone about it, he turned around a hillside and saw a big jujube tree not far away. Next to the jujube tree was a vegetable garden and three houses.  .

    His eyes were like lightning, and he glanced at everything clearly.

    There was a straw hat and a teapot under the jujube tree. The handle of the teapot was broken. A bamboo mat outside the house was covered with dried vegetables. A hen led a group of chicks and were pecking in the grass.

    Everything is full of vitality and full of rich flavor of life.

    He thought to himself, this is where Qiao Feng's adoptive parents were. The soul was shining brightly, and the surrounding area was clearly presented in his mind.

    Seeing someone in the house, a couple having dinner, he breathed a sigh of relief, floated forward, came to the three earthen huts, and raised his voice: "Is Mr. Qiao here?"

    An old man walked out of the room. He was of medium build, slightly stooped, dressed plainly, with wrinkles on his face, dark and red skin, and a bit of simplicity.

    He came out to take a look at Xiao Yuesheng, nodded doubtfully, and asked him who he was looking for.

    Xiao Yuesheng knew that he was Qiao Sanhuai, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Xiao Guanlan, I have been friends with Gang Leader Qiao for a long time. I have always wanted to meet him, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance. I happened to be in Shaolin today, so I came over to have a look."

    "Are you Feng'er's friend?Come in and sit down quickly!" Qiao Sanhuai had a smile on his face and hurriedly extended his hand to invite him to sit in the room. Although his words were clumsy, they were simple.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded without being polite, walked straight into the room, smiled at a kind old lady, and said: "Mr. Qiao, Aunt Qiao, excuse meI haven't eaten yet."

    "That's right, let's sit down and eat together!" Qiao Sanhuai smiled quickly and pulled him onto the kang. The old lady went out of the house to stir-fry another dish.

    Xiao Yuesheng was sitting in his own home, sitting cross-legged on the kang, taking the chopsticks, and eating with Qiao Sanhuai.

    After dinner, he and Qiao Sanhuai and his wife sat under the jujube tree to enjoy the shade, chatted some gossip, and asked Qiao Feng some things about his childhood.

    ?He always has a smile on his face, which makes people feel like spring breeze, and he is quite skillful in speaking. He can strike up a conversation with Qiao Sanhuai and make him talk non-stop.

    " Qiao Sanhuai doesn't talk much. He just does farm work all day long. He can't say a few words and has no words. It's rare to meet someone with such a good temper like Xiao Yuesheng.

    The two of them were talking, and then took out a jar of wine, served side dishes, and while drinking the wine, they set up the dragon gate formation, full of interest.

    That night, Qiao Sanhuai was drunk and talked a lot, which made the old lady curse the old man a few times and shake her head, but with a smile.

    She smiled at Xiao Yuesheng and said, "Brother, don't be offended. Ever since Feng'er left, the old man hasn't been so happy for a long time. I want to thank you."

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled, said polite words, and followed her to a nearby room.

    This room was a bit dilapidated and exuded a unique old atmosphere, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt a sense of intimacy. He lay down on the kang and fell asleep soundly. His sleep was extremely sweet.

    He settled here and was welcomed very much by Qiao Sanhuai and his wife. During the day, they practiced Kungfu in the vegetable garden, and at night they drank under the jujube tree, setting up the Dragon Gate Formation, which was leisurely and comfortable.

    " Such days are extremely carefree. Xiao Yuesheng is happy and doesn't miss Shu. He doesn't want to do anything else. He just wants to stay here. If he continues to live like this, he doesn't want to care about A'Zhu's affairs.

    His heart was extremely peaceful, and he slowly sorted out the moves in his mind. The moves that had been imprinted on him were all exquisite. He turned them out one by one, and used them as a reference for mutual inspiration and reference with other moves.

    Such meticulous skills made his martial arts advance by leaps and bounds. He slowly modified the Wuliang Sword Technique and studied these exquisite moves. The power of the Wuliang Sword Technique was greatly increased, far beyond what it could be compared to before.

    In the evening of that day, the three of them sat down to eat. Xiao Yuesheng suddenly put down his chopsticks and his face darkened.

    "What's the matter, Brother Xiao?" Qiao Sanhuai was startled and asked with a smile.

    The two of them now have a deep friendship, a bit like they have been friends for many years, and they talk casually.

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned, his face relaxed, and he smiled and said: "Mr. Qiao, Aunt Qiao, you don't have to move, I'll go out and take a look!"

    "What happened?" Qiao Sanhuai asked curiously.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "There is a martial arts master coming over. I don't know what he does. It's best to be careful. I'll deal with it."

    "Are you from the Beggar Clan?" Qiao Sanhuai laughed and said, "Feng'er often sends people from the Beggar Clan to bring some food, clothing and property."

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, pushed the bowl, stood at the door, and looked at the visitor indifferently.

    Under the setting sun, a person floated over, his steps were light and agile. At first glance, he looked far away, but in a blink of an eye, he was close to him. His movements were extremely fast.

    He is tall, tall and powerful, with a thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks to be about fifty or sixty years old. His face is weathered and has a rough and heroic air.

    A pair of eyes flashed with lightning, showing extremely deep inner strength. A glance at Xiao Yuesheng was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned, cupped his fists and said, "Who are you, your Excellency, and what do you want?"

    ¡°But he knew in advance that Qiao Sanhuai and his wife would be killed. He came here in advance just to stop this scene. The two of them were really innocent, and it could be said that no good deed goes unpunished.

    "Where did you come from, kid?!" The old man frowned and hummed in a deep voice, his tone was not polite at all, and his expression was unkind.

    "Xiao Guanlan, what are you doing here?" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly, his eyes flashed with clear light, and he looked at the Sutra with the clear jade cloud and purple reflection, and used the art of mind reading.

    He sneered: "Sure enough, the person who came here is evil. Are you here to kill people?!"

    He had already read the old man¡¯s murderous intention, which was to kill Qiao Sanhuai and his wife.

    The old man's face changed, cold lightning shot out of his eyes, he suddenly punched out, and hummed in a low voice: "You are meddling in other people's business and seeking your own death. You can't blame me!"

    Xiao Yuesheng was not polite, he flicked the five fingers of his left hand in his sleeve, "chichichichichi", five sword energy shot out, directly hitting the old man's chest.

    The old man's expression changed, as if there was a rope pulling him behind him, and he backed away suddenly at an extremely fast speed, like a gecko stretching out its tongue to swallow an insect.

    When he flew back, he was still walking, barely able to avoid the sword energy.
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