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Part 1 The Divine Condor Chapter 158 The Stinging Dragon

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    The Eighteen Arhat Formation in Shaolin Temple is famous all over the world, but it is just a simplification of the One Hundred and Eight Arhat Arhat Formation. Since the establishment of the Shaolin One Hundred and Eight Arhat Arhat Formation, almost no one has been able to break it. It is really a model of group fighting in which more people fight against the less.  .

    However, the Arhat Formation is not suitable for military battlefields, because it uses the "encirclement" method to encircle the enemy into the formation, encircle and annihilate it. When the two armies confront each other, the fighter planes are changing rapidly.  Can you tolerate such an encirclement?

    This thirteen-stick formation was created by the thirteen-stick monks headed by Shaolin monk Tan Zong in the late Sui Dynasty. It practiced the technique of "breaking" the law. Thirteen people formed a formation to cope with the siege from all sides and defend the enemy.  It is so impregnable that no one can break it. It is specially used to kill the enemy. It is powerful and effective in killing. Compared with the Luohan Formation, it is really a world of difference.

    The secrets of Shaolin are no secret to Xiao Yuesheng. There are hand-written copies of them in Guanlan Villa, including the Book of Changes, but there is no Thirteen Stick Formation. I don¡¯t know where it is hidden?  He was more interested in this floating fish of astronomy. Xiao Yuesheng was not polite. He reached out to take the silk book and said with a smile: "In this case, I would like to thank all the masters Although there are many masters around Jia Yue to help, but for the march  In battle, it doesn¡¯t have much effect, but with this stick array, it¡¯s completely different!¡±

    Yang Ruonan had already taken off the black mink hat on her head. Her face was like snow, and her black hair was like clouds. Its blackness was as bright as the mink hat. She took the silk book from her godfather and started to read it.

    Master Wu Se greatly agreed with Xiao Yuesheng's words, and handed the bamboo chopsticks over, with a somewhat worried look on his rough face: "This formation is too powerful, Master Xiao must be very careful, just in case it lets him have evil intentions."  People have learned it and used it to cause chaos, but this temple has gone too far!"

    "Don't worry, Master. I'll take care of it!" Xiao Yuesheng took the bamboo chopsticks and agreed with a smile. He also laughed secretly in his heart. It seems that giving away this secret stick formation this time is a piece of flesh from Shaolin. That's enough.  They've been hurting for a while.

    Yang Ruonan handed the silk book back to his godfather. Although his jade face was cold and expressionless, he secretly curled his lips. This set of stick formations has a false name. It is very ordinary. It is a formation that is usually practiced in the villa.  If you take out one at random, it will be much stronger than this thirteen-stick formation.

    "Well Ruonan, prepare your pen and ink!" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly put down the bamboo chopsticks and ordered Yang Ruonan who was sitting next to him.

    Yang Ruonan didn¡¯t ask any more questions. She stood up, her apricot-yellow clothes fluttering, and floated to the desk under the window. She poured the herbal tea into the dark inkstone and began to grind the ink with her little snow-white hands.

    "Xiao Jushi, what are you?" Master Wu Se also put down his bamboo chopsticks, touched the shiny head of his head, and asked in confusion.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, put the Thirteen Stick Array in his hand into his arms, and said with a smile: "Since your temple is so generous, how can Xiao be stingy, pick a favor and repay a favor, and leave a piece of my mind as a courtesy?"  !¡±

    Reciprocity is the best way to increase friendship. For Shaolin, a thousand-year-old temple, although he cannot take it for his own use, he still wants to get it into his circle, so small favors are indispensable.

    Master Wuse felt quite embarrassed and wanted to refuse. He was afraid that Master Xiao would think that Shaolin Temple was proud. If he accepted it, he would owe a huge debt of gratitude.

    But there is also a vague curiosity in my heart. Xiao Jushi's skills are as deep as the sea, and the mental method he has given must be a unique skill that is rare in the world. As a martial arts practitioner, seeing miraculous skills and unique skills is like an ant seeing honey.  Hard to refuse.

    "Godfather, you're ready!" Yang Ruonan turned around to greet her, her delicate body covered with a light sheen from the light outside the window.

    "Bring it over." Xiao Yuesheng moved the porcelain plate with the delicious aroma in front of the table, made a free space, and pointed at the white pear wood tabletop.

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    Xiao Yuesheng suddenly put down his purple hair, looked at the curious Master Wu Se, and said slowly: "I am also quite worried I have left this set of mental methods, but I also have a few requirements. Please forgive me, Master!"

    "What's the request? Just say it, layman!" Master Wuse said hurriedly, his curiosity even more intense. He didn't know what the magical method was. The more Xiao Yuesheng hesitated, the more important he knew that this method was of great importance.

    ¡°Then I¡¯ll speak out without restraint!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded, stretched out the five fingers of his left hand, pressed the thumb of his left hand with his right hand, and said slowly and deeply: "First, those who practice this mental method must be from a single lineage, and there must be no more than one disciple in each generation.  , the current abbot is not allowed to practice. If you want to practice, you must step down from the position of abbot."

    He pressed his index finger again and said slowly: "Second, those who practice the mind method must have an honest character, be independent of the world, have no desire to be competitive, and be willing to be anonymous!"

    Glanced at the colorless colorlessness.Master, he then pressed his middle finger and said solemnly: "Third, those who practice the mind method must be of pure Yang body. After practicing, they will not leave the temple and will not participate in worldly battles. Only in critical moments in Shaolin,  Only then can we protect the temple."

    "These three rules must be followed without any violation. I can rest assured to entrust my mind to your temple! If there is any violation, Xiao has the right to take it back!"

    Xiao Yuesheng softened the solemn look on his face, smiled slightly, looked at the stunned Master Wu Se, and asked with a smile: "Haha, is it too harsh?"

    "This" Master Wu Se touched his extremely bright forehead with his big hand, as if wiping away the sweat. A bitter smile appeared on his rough face, and said: "This, I really can't make the decision, I'm afraid I will be palmed.  Senior Brother Men come over to discuss!"

    "It doesn't matter, or you can explain it to Master Tianming face to face!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

    So Master Wu Se hurriedly stood up from the wooden pier, said sin, and hurriedly left the meditation room.

    "Godfather¡ª¡ª!" Yang Ruonan, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help but speak with a delicate voice. He refilled the teacup with water and handed it to him. Then he hugged his godfather's arm, shook it, and leaned against him.  , asked curiously: "Does godfather really want to teach them martial arts skills?"

    Xiao Yuesheng took the tea cup. Although his arm was shaken by Yang Ruonan, the tea cup did not splash any water. He opened the lid and glared at Yang Ruonan: "Of course, is your godfather a joke?!"

    Yang Ruonan secretly pouted her little lips and gave a positive answer in her heart, but her face was filled with a smile, like a hibiscus blooming, and she said softly: "But you have too many rules!  If it were me, this would be wrong.  No, that¡¯s not allowed either, it¡¯s so annoying, I¡¯ve long stopped caring about Nao Shizi¡¯s mentality!¡±

    "So my godfather doesn't want to teach you martial arts!" Xiao Yuesheng lovingly pressed the tip of her beautiful nose and hummed.

    Yang Ruonan pouted her cherry lips, which were rosy and attractive. This was the pain in her heart. Asking her godfather to teach her martial arts would be even harder than climbing to heaven!

    "What teachings does your godfather want to pass on to them?" Yang Ruonan saw her godfather sipping tea, so she playfully shook his arm, but unfortunately it had no effect. She asked softly, her voice was lazy and quite nonchalant.  , seemingly asking casually.

    Yang Ruonan didn't feel hungry for martial arts skills. If Yang Ruonan did something wrong, she would be punished. Usually she would be punished by copying books. The contents she copied contained some martial arts secrets and martial arts skills. She  He is well-informed and ordinary martial arts are not in her eyes at all.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and glared at Yang Ruonan who was causing trouble. He moved the tea cup away from his lips, pondered for a moment, thought for a while, stroked his long beard, raised his head and smiled: "Well, what should I name it? Then  Let¡¯s call it the Dragon Sting Sutra!¡±

    "The Dragon Sting Sutra?! Hee hee, isn't this name a bit tacky?" Yang Ruonan took the tea cup from his godfather and held it for him, not forgetting to make fun of his godfather's name.

    ¡°You¡¯re the only one who¡¯s picky!¡­ So, the word Yang Ruonan is very vulgar!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng snorted, picked up the purple hair brush placed in the inkstone, straightened his sleeves, and prepared to write.

    The entire Shaolin Temple was presented in his mind, and every move of every monk could not be hidden from his eyes and ears. Master Tianming and the elders were discussing, and he had heard everything. The results of the discussion were already out, so he  Start writing by hand.

    Seeing his godfather start writing with ink, Yang Ruonan stopped making trouble, holding the tea cup and quietly reading what he wrote.

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    It¡¯s just that Xiao Yuesheng and Yang Ruonan are both deeply pampered by Xiaofeng¡¯s masterful hands. Such a table of tempting vegetarian dishes cannot give them much temptation.

    Under Yang Ruonan's eyes, a piece of paper was filled with writing in just a few breaths. Yang Ruonan moved his apricot-yellow sleeves, stretched out his jade-like hand, pulled out the paper, and gently swung it in the air, as if it was winding yarn in the river.  , let the wind dry the ink on the paper, then bring it to your eyes and look at it carefully.

    This is a general outline, with elegant fonts, eloquent words, and every word is beaded. Finally, Yang Ruonan once again appreciated his godfather¡¯s literary talent. It¡¯s hard to believe that his godfather can¡¯t write poetry!

    The second piece of paper contains both pictures and text. It is a typical martial arts secret book. The picture shows the postures for practicing and the method of moving internal force. The notes are written under the picture, which is extremely detailed. It is for those who have never learned martial arts.  Practicing on it is effortless.

    His painting skills are rare in the world. With just a few strokes, the people practicing martial arts in the picture come to life. Not only are their movements clear, but even their facial expressions and the look in their eyes can be clearly felt, as if they are living people.  Average on paper.

    He writes like flying dragons and phoenixes, but later onThe faster he painted, Yang Ruonan didn't even have time to dry them one by one. In the blink of an eye, ten pieces of plain paper had been painted.

    Xiao Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief, put the purple hair back on the inkstone, and said with a smile: "Okay, you're done!"

    "This Dragon Sting Sutra has nine levels of realm?" Yang Ruonan put ten pieces of paper with wet ink on the table and looked at them one by one. After finishing them, he raised his head and couldn't help but ask: "This is just internal strength.  What's your mind, don't you have any moves?"

    "Do you think you need any more moves to practice this technique?" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, stroking his black mustache and giving her a proud look.

    "Hmph, do you even need to say that?! I can knock him down with just one little finger!" Yang Ruonan sneered, pouting with disdain.

    Xiao Yuesheng knocked on the wooden table with his fingers helplessly: "Humble! Be open-minded!"

    Yang Ruonan stuck out her sweet tongue, said no more, and began to carefully sort out the plain paper with the ink gradually drying. She had already heard the light footsteps of Master Tianming in the distance.

    Master Tianming is unfazed by favors and humiliations, and has the demeanor of an eminent monk. He does not hide his desire to gain Xiao Yuesheng's inner thoughts. He is deeply aware of the inscrutableness of this layman Xiao. If he fights with him, he may not even get a round.  Although it is not astonishing in ancient times and today, it is rare in the world. However, to Master Xiao, it is in vain. How can the mental method he gave me be treated in an ordinary way?  !

    Hearing the words relayed by Junior Brother Wu Se, Master Tianming and the elders already understood the painstaking efforts of the layman Xiao: he wanted to send a monk from Shaolin to protect the temple!

    ¡°My own face, Shaolin¡¯s face, and the eternal existence of Shaolin Temple seem insignificant compared to it.

    As soon as he stepped into the fragrant Zen room, Master Tianming clasped his palms together, thanked him endlessly, and agreed to all three requests made by Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng bowed in return and said with a smile: "It's not that I'm being harsh, but the mental method is too terrifying and should not be spread in the world. Only by imposing more restrictions can we not arouse the jealousy of heaven Those who practice the mental method,  As the skill increases, lifespan will continue to increase. If you can break through the sixth realm, you will not be able to live for more than two decades. Therefore, you must carefully choose people to teach If the master removes his position as abbot, he can also practice  Practice, the beauty of it will be known once the master has tried it!"

    Xiao Yuesheng eloquently said that Master Tianming's heart was as calm as the lake, but his heart was also filled with waves. Seventy years of life are rare in ancient times. Even those who practice martial arts cannot escape the limit of one period of time. All the great monks in Shaolin have lived longer than seventy years.  There are also very few people, but this mental method can make people live for more than two decades, which makes him feel incredible.

    "Ruonan, give your inner teachings to the master!" Xiao Yuesheng raised his hand.

    Master Tianming stretched out his hands and carefully took the ten thin pieces of paper, fearing that the paper would be broken with a little force, but his rosy face remained calm and calm.

    "My monastery is deeply grateful for the great kindness of Master Xiao." Master Tianming put the ten pieces of plain paper back on his chest and expressed his thanks again.

    Xiao Yuesheng returned the favor, said no more, and started to eat. He rarely ate vegetarian meals, but had eaten at Master Zhu Ming's place. However, Master Zhu Ming did not pursue his appetite and his cooking skills were not good. He could not bear to eat it, just like the Shaolin Temple.  It was my first time to taste delicious vegetarian food.

    Shaolin Temple is really not a good place to visit. Xiao Yuesheng and Yang Ruonan, father and daughter, took a stroll on Shaoshi Mountain. There was nothing surprising about this mountain. The weather was bad, it was dark and unclear, and there was no sunshine.  I don't think it's interesting, so I might as well go to the Tianchi Lake in Tianshan Mountain to play.

    In the evening, the sky became darker and darker. After politely declining the efforts of Master Tianming and Master Wuse to stay, the father and daughter left the Shaolin Temple and returned to the palace in Lin'an City. The moon and stars were shining brightly here, which was a rare good weather.

    The house was empty. Yang Guo and his wife had not returned yet. It seemed that they were too happy to travel and no longer wanted to miss Shu. Xie Xiaolan went to Baojian Camp to have a happy reunion with her sisters.

    The old boy came forward to report that at noon, Prince Rui personally came to visit and wanted to ask him to come to the house to explain.  As soon as Prince Rui left, another servant in purple came to the palace with an edict, asking him to enter the palace to see the emperor.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and didn't take it to heart. He would only meet them when he was bored and treat it as leisure time. In the past two days, he had been thinking about the construction of Peach Blossom Island and had no intention of talking to their family named Zhao.  .

    "I want to go back to the villa, Ruonan, will you go back with me?" Xiao Yuesheng asked Yang Ruonan, who was lying in a lounge chair in the southwest corner of the hall. She was squinting her eyes and shaking her delicate body under the shining pearl light, feeling extremely comfortable.  Very happy.

    "No! If I go back, I will definitely be caught by Ping's mother. It's better to wait until I finish my homework before going back." Yang Ruonan hurriedly stopped the swing of the recliner and shook his head hurriedly, showing fear.  A look of fear.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and did not pushShe, Wanyanping, had extremely strict requirements for Ruonan. Although he agreed, he could not help but sympathize with Yang Ruonan.

    He nodded and said with a smile: "Okay then, you go to Baojian Camp tonight and play with your Xiaolan mother, your godfather is back!"

    After that, he stretched out his left arm and pointed his palm towards the clothes rack next to the door of the hall. The mink fur coat slowly flew up and floated into his hand. He turned around and put on the fur coat. Yang Ruonan got up from the recliner.  Help him button it up.

    "There is a lot of chaos in Lin'an City right now. You must protect Xiaolan's mother. If you encounter danger, crush the jade talisman and call your godfather. Don't show off!  Do you understand?!"

    "I know, don't worry, godfather!" Yang Ruonan nodded casually while bending her delicate body and carefully helping him tie the buttons.

    Xiao Yuesheng glared at her, shook his head, and in a flash, the figure had disappeared.

    Still, he returned to Peach Blossom Island first. When he went to Lin'an to pick up Yang Ruonan this morning, he took Xiaoyu to Peach Blossom Island by the way and let her rest for a day. She always stayed in the villa, even if it was like a fairyland, she would feel bored.

    Shamelessly chatting up the elegant Cheng Ying, the relationship between the two has greatly eased. Although Cheng Ying still ignored him, it was not as cold as Qinghua's eyes.

    Xiao Yuesheng was secretly overjoyed. It seemed that the cold war with Cheng Ying was about to end. Conquering the city and taking over the territory was just around the corner!

    After eating the dinner cooked by Cheng Ying, he left with only Guo Fu and Xiaoyu and went back to Guanlan Villa to sleep. Wanyanping, Xiaoxing and Xiaoyue stayed at Peach Blossom Island to accompany Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang.

    Xiao Yuesheng and Guo Fu went back to his dormitory to play chess, while Xiaoyu went to Qingmi Pavilion. After playing for a day, she always felt inappropriate if she didn't go and take a look. She had to take a look before she could play with the young master with peace of mind.  .

    Xiao Yuesheng and Guo Fu are still newlyweds, and they are in the period of mixing honey with oil. It is not an exaggeration to say that not seeing each other for one day is like seeing each other for three autumns.

    "Guo Fu's cloud-like hair on her temples, her almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, and her white teeth and red lips. Under the soft milky white pearl light, she looked even more delicate and charming. Xiao Yuesheng had the urge to immediately hold her in his arms and love her tenderly.

    It was just a long night and there was plenty of time, but there was no need to be in a hurry. It was better to have fun in doing things, so the two of them sat across from each other at the round sandalwood table not far from the couch.

    Next to Guo Fu is a small and exquisite jasper cup, which contains Qingmeng wine, while Xiao Yuesheng holds a white jade bottle in his left hand, which contains purple wine.

    The fresh fragrance of Qingmeng and the fragrant agarwood are not mixed together, they are condensed but not dispersed, just like oil and water, curling around the room, making people feel intoxicated.

    "Brother, I heard from sister Xiaoyu that Polu met a woman on the way to the villa. The two of them walked together, and they started to imitate others in fighting injustices and acting chivalrously!Brother should send someone to recruit him back.  , My heart is so restless all day long!¡±

    Guo Fu held a white jade chess piece in her little hand. The arm exposed by the light yellow sleeves was as round and shiny as white porcelain. The white jade chess piece in her hand was not as soft as it was. Her eyebrows were lightly swept, revealing her new womanhood. At this time, she was slightly frowning.  Her expression is extremely charming.

    Xiao Yuesheng raised the bottle with his left hand and took a sip of purple wine. The jade bottle with cloud patterns became more and more transparent under the pearl light, reflecting the purple wine in the bottle. He threw up the black jade chess piece with his other hand, shook his head and smiled:  "As a sister, you worry too much! Don't worry, there are people from the villa protecting them, but Polu and the others don't know it!"

    "Even so, it's better to let him come here earlyI always feel uneasy without seeing himespecially these two days! I always feel frightened. My father and mother have magic weapons given by my eldest brother for self-defense.  , Xiang'er is staying on Peach Blossom Island again, only Polu's side makes me worried, send someone to call him back, okay, big brother?"

    Guo Fu's expression at this time was like that of a parent. She frowned slightly, a hint of gloom flashed in her bright and clear eyes, and she looked at him with a pleading look.

    "Okay, okay, I will summon the two boys tomorrow to bring Polu back, okay?"

    " Xiao Yuesheng really couldn't withstand his touching pleas. Only then did he realize why since ancient times, no matter how powerful a man is, he can't stand the breeze of the pillow. He understands it deeply.

    Guo Fu smiled, blooming like a rose in the morning, delicate and charming, like the sky and the earth suddenly brightening, making people swoon over her.

    Seeing her husband staring at her intently, with a look of confusion in his eyes, Guo Fu felt shy and proud at the same time, sweetness welling up in her heart like spring water, her head slightly drooped, her fragrant cheeks were dizzy, her starry eyes twinkled, and she peeked at her husband from time to time.  His eyes collided, but he couldn't avoid it.

    "Master!" The two people who were staring at each other were suddenly awakened by Xiaoyu pushing the door open.

      "What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng regained consciousness and his heart sank. Through Xiaoyu's footsteps and voice, he realized that something bad had happened.

    "Elder Lu Youjiao of the Beggar Clan was killed!" Although Xiaoyu looked calm, her eyebrows were darkened and her voice was low.

    "Huh?!" Guo Fu, who was so charming and red-faced, suddenly changed her expression and couldn't help but exclaimed.

    "When did it happen?" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Guo Fu, turned to Xiaoyu, and asked slowly, his voice was slow and calm.

    "It should have been yesterday,the Beggar Clan disciples all searched for him today, and just found his body in the suburbs. He had been dead for a long time!Since yesterday, there has been no trace of him." Xiaoyu stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, with both face and voice.  He is neither happy nor angry, calm and extremely calm.
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