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Part One: The Divine Condor Chapter 74: Inspiration

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    As the rapid sound of horse hooves approached, Xiao Yuesheng saw that all three of them had slightly tense expressions, and couldn't help but harmoniously said: "The people here are my wife's second sister and younger brother. Master Zhang, don't be nervous."

    "Yeah." Zhang Qingyun reluctantly responded in a low voice. She wanted to retort, "I've never been nervous," but she felt that she lost her dignity in front of the disciples, so she refrained from saying anything, closed her eyes, and slowly felt  With the flow of warm inner breath, you can be out of sight and out of mind.

    Duan Ziyan and Qin Siying are the eldest and second disciples of Zhang Qingyun. They are both people with extremely handsome bones and extraordinary talents. Although their martial arts skills cannot be compared with their masters, they are not mediocre. At this time, they can also detect the strangeness in their bodies.  In this state, all his original Qi has been sealed, and only a stream of clear water circulates continuously in the meridians, nourishing the injured meridians.

    Guo Xiang and Guo Polu rode their horses in a hurry. They wanted to watch a good show, but when they heard the guidance of their brother-in-law's voice, when they came to the pine forest, what they saw was that their brother-in-law was standing in a moon-white undershirt, with three feet under his feet.  The arrogant female Taoist priest was greatly surprised.

    They are still simple people and do not have those bad associations. They just feel that there is no sword and sword shadow as they imagined, which is a big disappointment.

    "Brother-in-law" Guo Polu jumped off his horse, held the reins, and greeted him hesitantly, fearing that he would call the wrong person. He had never seen this image of Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng was only wearing a white undershirt, one sleeve was missing, and his pants were stained with grass clippings, which made him look really indecent.

    "Polu, lend me one of your gowns." Xiao Yuesheng stepped away from Zhang Qingyun and the others and walked to Guo Polu.

    There are a lot of clothes in his Sumeru space, but he just doesn't want Zhang Qingyun and the others to see them, which will cause him to lose his image.

    " Guo Xiang was very surprised to see her brother-in-law like this. He felt that he had a different temperament. He was very similar to those bohemian and arrogant Confucians he had seen before. He was unkempt but leisurely.

    While she pursed her lips and smiled, she took off the baggage on the saddle, rummaged through it, and picked out a light blue gown.

    When Xiao Yuesheng put it on, it was the right length, just a little loose, but it also gave him a more upright air.

    He, the brother-in-law, praised his sister-in-law for her good taste, which made Guo Xiang's beautiful cheeks turn slightly red, comparable to the red clouds in the western sky.

    After hearing Xiao Yuesheng's introduction, Guo Xiang learned that the three female Taoist priests lying underground were actually the leader and two disciples of the famous Qingwei Sword Sect. She was greatly surprised. When she heard the eldest sister describe the sword competition at Yanyu Tower, she  I admired this female leader very much and longed to see her. I didn't expect to meet her here by such a coincidence. I hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to greet her affectionately.

    But at this moment, the three members of the Qingwei Sword Sect felt very embarrassed. It was not something to be thankful for when meeting someone in such an awkward appearance. Guo Xiang's enthusiasm made them unbearable.

    Xiao Yuesheng and Guo Polu tied up their horses. When they came back, they saw Guo Xiang sitting on the ground with her legs crossed, talking coquettishly, and chatting very affectionately with Duan Ziyan and the others.

    Zhang Qingyun has a cold and arrogant temperament and is not too enthusiastic towards others, while Guo Xiang has a wide range of friends, all kinds of people, with different personalities. He has no grudge against Zhang Qingyun's cold and arrogant temperament, but Duan Ziyan is a gentle and gentle person. Guo Xiang is very speculative, so naturally  The chat started in full swing, with Qin Siying interjecting a few words from time to time, as if old friends were meeting again for many years.

    Xiao Yuesheng stopped going there, grabbed Guo Polu and said, "Polu, we will stay here tonight. The two of us have to build a residence."

    Guo Polu hurriedly agreed and looked at the three women lying not far away, knowing that their injuries must be serious.

    However, Xiao Yuesheng asked Guo Polu to find a way to get trees to build a house, and he had to use pine trees no less than thigh-thick, while he just stood aside and watched.

    There was no axe, but Guo Polu wore his second sister's dagger on his waist. He drew the sword out of its sheath. The sword's light was cold, and under the soft orange light of the setting sun, there was still a cold air.

    But after all, the sword is light and thin. Although it can blow and break hair, it cannot withstand the horizontal force. It is used to chop trees. If one fails, it will break.

    Guo Polu scratched his head, thought for a while, looked at the sword in his hand, remembered his parents' legendary experience, and suddenly had an idea.

    Although his qualifications are dull, he has a simple mind and is very good at learning left-right and left-right fighting techniques. The Seventy-two-way Kong Ming Fist is a boxing technique that his father Guo Jing requires him to be proficient in. Among all Guo Polu's boxing techniques, he is the best in Kong Ming Fist.  Mingquan has the highest attainment.

    Guo Jing is well aware that Kong Ming Quan is the essence of Taoism and is best at using softness to overcome hardness. It is indeed an excellent self-defense technique. Once mastered, it will be of great benefit to the understanding of the Nine Yin Sutra. Therefore, Guo Polu must be proficient in Kong Ming.  fist.

    Guo Polu imitated his father's method back then, holding the sword gently with his right hand, and gently swiped it across the tall pine tree as thick as his thigh with a round and soft force. He followed the trend, as light as cutting tofu, and the sword passed through the tree, leaving only  A thin line, looseThe tree was still standing upright. He gave it a gentle push and it fell down. The cross section was as smooth as a mirror and the tree rings were clearly visible.

    Xiao Yuesheng clapped his hands in admiration. He never expected that his brother-in-law could understand the essence of Kong Ming Fist. He walked around Guo Polu and looked again and again, amazed.

    This Kongming Boxing is actually the purest internal boxing method, which requires extremely high levels of understanding. It seems that people's potential will always surprise people.

    Although Guo Polu was a little embarrassed by his brother-in-law, when he saw his admiring eyes, he unconsciously raised his head high, his chest straightened out, and his blood boiled.

    With mixed thoughts in my mind, I couldn't find the meaning of Kongsong. The dagger in my hand was suddenly stuck in the tree body. I couldn't pull it out. I didn't dare to use brute force for fear of breaking it. I didn't know what to do.

    When he looked at his brother-in-law with pleading eyes, he saw that the brother-in-law he admired was looking up at the sky, as if watching a tired bird return to its nest, extremely focused.

    He was too embarrassed to bother him, so he could only scratch his head and think of a solution on his own.

    Although Guo Xiang was chatting happily with Duan Ziyan and the others from a distance, her eyes couldn't help following her brother-in-law.

    At this time, I saw my brother-in-law and brother, one looking up to the sky and the other bowing his head, one relaxed and the other troubled. Although I didn't hear what the two said, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

    Just at this time, Qin Siying said a few witty words, and Guo Xiang followed suit and giggled, making Qin Siying very happy.

    Guo Polu tried his best to relax his mind and silently recited the two words "Kong Song" in his mouth. He quickly entered the best state of mind for Kong Ming Fist. He held the hilt of the sword, but he couldn't move it at all. Without momentum, Kong Ming Fist had no power.  Strength.

    He tried several times, and in the end he almost couldn't help but pull out the sword with all his strength. However, he glanced at the second sister in the distance who was as beautiful as a chrysanthemum and smiling sweetly. He could only hold back his thoughts, as if giving away the second sister's beloved sword.  If it is broken, you will not get any good fruit from yourself.

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed lamely in his belly. This brother-in-law was so cute. Seeing his troubled expression always made him want to laugh.

    Seeing that he was almost tortured, and the impression was deep enough, Xiao Yuesheng just straightened his raised neck and said with a gentle smile: "Polu, what, there is nothing we can do?"

    There was a blush on Guo Polu's rough face, and he stared at the hilt wrapped with dark blue hemp thread with a frown, feeling very ashamed.

    Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, stepped forward, and slapped the tree with the sword stuck in it.

    Amidst the harsh creaking sound, the pine tree as thick as a waist slowly fell down. The break was the location where the dagger was wiped, and the stuck dagger naturally fell to the ground.

    "It's that simple!" Xiao Yuesheng pointed to the dagger on the ground and chuckled at the stunned Guo Polu.

    "Alas!Alas¡ª¡ª!" Guo Polu stomped his feet hard, regretting it endlessly. He didn't think of such a simple method. He was so stupid!  The tree has been cut in half, and I can break it with one palm.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and watched him beat his feet and chest, sighing and saying nothing.

    When he calmed down, Xiao Yuesheng patted his shoulder and said slowly and lowly: "Polu, through this matter, my brother-in-law hopes you will remember"

    He stooped down and picked up the short sword and handed it to Guo Polu, "There are many ways to achieve your goal, don't just stick to one! When you can think of multiple ways to do anything, then  Polu, you are a truly shrewd person!"

    After saying that, she lightly slapped him on the shoulder, and the gentle smile returned to her serious face, "Can you remember?"

    "Yes, brother-in-law, Polu will definitely remember it in his heart!" Guo Polu nodded vigorously and replied fiercely, his expression full of perseverance.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and waved his hand, "Go on."

    So Guo Polu became more willing and became a coolie with great honor.

    "Brother-in-law, how did that head Zhang get injured? When my eldest sister and I came over, we saw a monk with extremely high martial arts skills. Was he injured?"

    After all, Guo Polu is a young man with good knowledge and can accurately judge a person's martial arts. He easily cut the tree with his dagger while asking questions.

    Guo Polu was very grateful for Xiao Yuesheng's advice just now. He became closer to this adoring brother-in-law. He could no longer hold back his curiosity and boldly asked questions.

    "Well, make a bold guess and verify it carefully. It's true, it's true, a child can be taught!  I made you guess, it's that monk."

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled as he watched his increasingly proficient tree-cutting techniques and praised him.

    "Hehe" Although Guo Polu felt that his brother-in-law's words were a bit strange, he could understand that they were words of praise. He blushed a little, wiped the blade of his sword, and said with some lack of confidence: "I was also just guessing  My Second Sister and I Riding HorsesWhen I passed him, he looked at me, and I felt the hairs on my body stand up.  "

    Xiao Yuesheng burst into laughter

    "Brother-in-law, if I join forces with my second sister, can can I beat that monk?" Guo Polu worked hard for a while, and when the tree was almost chopped down, he asked again, looking up at the sky, and taking a sip of wine from time to time.  brother-in-law.

    "Can't beat him." Xiao Yuesheng wiped his lips, replied casually, and then drank another sip of Biwu wine.

    Although Guo Polu was well prepared, he was still inevitably disappointed.

    "But it won't be too different." Xiao Yuesheng lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at his brother-in-law who was wielding the sword seriously, and smiled softly.

    "Really?! Then if I join forces with the second sister, I will be almost as good as that leader?" Guo Polu was immediately very happy and asked hurriedly. He has always had little confidence in his own martial arts.  , can never beat the second sister, let alone the eldest sister.

    ????????? Xiao Yuesheng stroking his moustache and said nothing, thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Not too bad"

    But he didn¡¯t want to undermine his brother-in-law¡¯s confidence. After all, Guo Xiang and Guo Polu were still young. Even though their family background was well-educated, it was still difficult to compare with Zhang Qingyun.

    At this time, the sun has set, the sunlight has disappeared, the sky has turned blue and dark, and night is about to fall.

    Guo Polu had already knocked down more than twenty trees, but he was still calm and composed. This Kong Ming Fist was extremely energy-saving when used.

    Xiao Yuesheng put away the wine gourd and saw Guo Polu continuing to cut the tree with great interest and a somewhat addictive attitude. He couldn't help but smile and said: "That's enough, Polu!"

    "Oh,is that really enough? I'll get more if it's not enough!" Guo Polu's dagger was about to move. He felt that after cutting down the twenty-odd trees, his understanding of Kong Ming Fist deepened. Using  It becomes more and more round and smooth, which is wonderful.

    "Is it possible that you still want to cut down the entire forest?! It's not too late to do it later!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and pointed at the neatly fallen trees on the ground, "Now start building a house. Have you ever done this before?  ?¡±

    Guo Polu shook his head.

    Xiao Yuesheng no longer forced himself. It was indeed too difficult for Polu to do these technical tasks.

    Xiao Yuesheng walked to a tree lying on the ground, raised his left hand in the air, and the tree body was lifted up in the air. With a touch of his right hand, the branches and leaves at the top of the tree fell off, leaving only the bare trunk.  Then he threw it with his left hand and landed not far away.

    And then it happened again. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty smooth and straight tree trunks appeared in front of Guo Polu's eyes, which made him dumbfounded.

    If he only had a short sword and no Kong Ming Fist, he would have nothing to do with these trees. He could use Kong Ming Fist to control the sword and cut the trees lightly, which was quite miraculous. Guo Polu was originally very proud, but when he saw the scene in front of him,  Only then did I realize that compared with my brother-in-law, there was still a long way to go.

    "Haha, since the two masters are here, why should they hide their heads and show their tails?" Xiao Yuesheng clapped his hands, although his hands had never touched the tree, turned to the west, and said with a smile.

    Guo Polu was stunned for a moment, and after a quick inspection, he realized that there were two people hiding in the forest to the west. He couldn't help but secretly blame himself for being too careless and forgetting his parents' instructions.

    The forest is not very dense, but the trees are thick and thick. It is extremely difficult to find people hiding behind the trees. At this time, the two monks slowly walked out from behind the trees and stood more than twenty feet away from Xiao Yuesheng.

    The leader is the monk who was defeated by Xiao Yuesheng just now, and there is another monk standing behind him. He has leopard eyes and a lion's nose, a broad mouth and a square face. He is extremely powerful. His head is shiny and hairless, but there is no scar. He is burly.  The figure looks like an Arhat crouching over a tiger.

    At this time, both of them were looking at the pile of tree trunks, their eyes full of surprise.

    In the very distance, Xiao Yuesheng had already seen the two of them rushing towards this side.

    The middle-aged monk was named Jueyin, and the person following him was his eldest brother and senior brother Juekong. They were the only two disciples of the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions.

    Their master was a wandering monk who came from the Central Plains and traveled far and wide. Seeing that they were lonely and helpless, he took them as disciples and lived in seclusion in the mountains, giving them the name Vajra Gate.

    Although the two of them are dressed as monks, they have not officially performed religious ceremonies, nor have they been admitted to any temple. They are not really monks. They have just been accompanying their master, so they naturally became monks.

    The old monk was also a strange person. He lived a long life. When he was dying, he ordered two disciples to send his ashes and relics back to Jiming Temple in Lin'an.

    Juekong and Jueyin have been with their master since they were young, hiding in the mountains to practice martial arts. Now when they come out of the mountains, they are already middle-aged.

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    So they walked cautiously along the way, but they could not help but wonder why other people's weaponsHis skills are so much worse than mine.

    After sending the master's Buddha bone relics to Jiming Temple, the two wanted to return to the Western Regions. However, they encountered some troubles in Lin'an City. They showed their martial arts skills and were immediately honored as honored guests by the Nanshan Gang and hired as Keliao elders.  Worship him like a supreme emperor.

    Although the two of them are already middle-aged, they have lived in seclusion in the mountains to accompany their master since childhood. How could they know the deceit and dangers in the world, so they couldn't refuse, so they stayed.

    With the opportunity to compete with others, the two of them realized that their martial arts were so powerful that even the others could not hurt them. Even if they were hit with swords, it would only scratch their itch. However, after years of cultivating their hearts and worshiping Buddha, they could not hurt themselves.  The two of them have upright temperaments and never take action, but only chant sutras and practice martial arts.

    Song Sifei, the leader of the Nanshan Gang, is not an ordinary person. Naturally, he knows what it means to have two masters like this. He built a temple in a quiet place on the outskirts of Lin'an City for the two of them to live. He never disturbs him, but instead sends people to serve him very carefully and thoughtfully.

    Master Zhang Qingyun and his disciples went to Lin'an City to do business, but they didn't expect that the Nanshan Gang was now expanding too much. It was inevitable that the good and the bad would be mixed, and more of them were ignorant people. When they saw three weak, charming female Taoist priests, they relied on the Nanshan Gang in Lin'an City.  Duda wanted to provoke him, but unexpectedly he provoked the evil star.

    Zhang Qingyun was greatly stimulated by the death of his master, and became cold-tempered, arrogant and extreme. If he didn't take action, he would be cruel and ruthless. Although he did not take human life, he would break hands and feet, but it was inevitable.  Back then, the Scarlet Train Fairy Li Mochou was no less good, but one was unreasonable and the other was moderate, so their reputations were completely different.

    Although the Nanshan Gang is the dominant force in Lin'an City, there are no outstanding masters in the gang. Otherwise, people from the Maple Leaf Sword Sect would not have been invited to snipe Master and Disciple Hong Lingbo that day.

    With the desire for revenge, more and more people from the Nanshan Gang were killed by Zhang Qingyun's sword. Finally, Juekong and the others heard the news. When they came, they saw stumps and broken bodies lying on the ground, moaning and wailing.

    The two of them were compassionate. When they saw such a tragic situation and shouted Amitabha, they began to think of conquering the demons. So Juekong stayed to help rescue. Jueyin chased along the way and finally caught up with Zhang Qingyun in the pine forest here.  Master and apprentice.

    The Buddhist and Taoist families have been enemies since the Tang Dynasty. Zhang Qingyun was born in a humble family and carried the imprint of Taoism. Naturally, he was extremely disgusted with the monks. Zhang Qingyun was very upset when he heard Jueyin's heartfelt words of advice.  , but because he was not considered a villain, he did not take action and asked the second disciple to teach him a lesson.

    Unfortunately, the exquisite swordsmanship of the Qingwei Sword School had no effect on Jueyin. The sword pierced his body, like an iron stone, and of course it made a sound. Jueyin grabbed the long sword in his hand, and then  The palm struck out as fast as lightning. Qin Siying had no power to parry and was knocked away by the palm and fell unconscious.

    So Zhang Qingyun stepped forward to resist, while Duan Ziyan checked the junior sister's injury and immediately gave her the elixir. Seeing the master, he was unable to do anything. The sword reached his body, but the weird monk didn't notice it. With his bronze complexion, he saw  He looked very much like a bronze man, so he ignored the martial arts rules and raised his sword to help.

    But he didn¡¯t expect that as soon as he handed over the sword, he received a slap and fell to the side of the junior sister. He just struggled to take the heart-protecting pill of our sect and passed out.

    If Xiao Yuesheng hadn't arrived, Zhang Qingyun would have died at the hands of Jueyin. He felt that this female Taoist priest was too cruel and that if she stayed in the world, she would bring disaster to the world. If I don't go to hell, who else will?  To remove her.

    Xiao Yuesheng's timely appearance saved him from breaking the precepts. When he walked back helplessly, he met his worried senior brother Juekong, so he told him the truth.

    After Juekong heard this, although he knew that his junior brother never lied, he still found it difficult to accept it. He was very curious, so he pulled him and insisted on coming to see it.

    " Xiao Yuesheng has a keen sense. Even without telepathic skills, he can roughly perceive the other person's psychology and emotions. When he showed mercy, he knew that this monk had no evil thoughts and evil thoughts, but he had a bright mind.

    Wulin grievances are not distinguished by good guys and bad guys. Two good guys may be enemies of life and death. Xiao Yuesheng is also common.

    When he saw the two monks returning, he didn't want to hurt them, so he slightly showed his hand, hoping to frighten them and make them retreat.

    "Almsgiver, what a superb martial art!" Monk Juekong combined the tithes with him. He was awe-inspiring and powerful, yet gentle at the same time, which is extremely rare.

    "It's a pity that you help Zhou to do evil and don't know what's wrong!" Monk Jueyin said casually and stared at Xiao Yuesheng without any fear.

    The two stood together, with their tall and strong bodies and half-naked brass-colored arms, like two Arhats standing opposite each other.

    "Two masters, I'm very busy, how about helping me?!" Xiao Yuesheng looked at the two righteous and fearless expressions, and secretly smiled helplessly. Such monks are the most troublesome, stubborn and not afraid of death, as in  On weekdays, avoidI'm afraid it's too late, but now I can't avoid it, so I have to act first.

    Monk Juekong hesitated for a moment and then said: "The donor has such superb martial arts"

    "Master, we are going to rest here tonight. We need to build a house to avoid the cold before dark. It is already dark, so I'm afraid we won't be able to build it. Are the two masters standing by and letting those weak women suffer from the cold?"

    Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly interrupted Monk Kongjue's words and pointed to the four women lying in the distance.

    Juekong and Jueyin looked at each other hesitantly.

    Since the two of them appeared, Guo Polu has been envious of their burly bodies. Their brassy skin made him feel even more majestic, and he wanted to imitate them.

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