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Volume 6: Guan Feng Yun Lu Chapter 12: Inn Conflict

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    At sunset and dusk, the tired birds return to the forest, overlooking the beautiful and moving lake waves.

    After Hu Xiaotian left Lei Haoyun behind, he was not in a hurry to hit the road. Instead, he rode back to the lakeside, trying to feel the aura of heaven and earth hidden at the bottom of the lake again.  He chose a secluded and secluded lake shore, immersed his palms in the lake water, and practiced the exercises silently. However, he lacked the mental enlightenment he had when he was near death last night. There was always an impenetrable barrier between him and the lake water, and he could not  When a state of harmony is reached, it is impossible to introduce Qi into the body.  Looking at the clear lake water passing through with my fingertips, breathing in the fresh breath floating on the lake, I couldn't help but sigh, some things are hard to come by, and I have unlocked the first level of prohibition. It is already an unexpected joy, what else is there?  Not satisfied?  Being too greedy and eager for success is not a good thing for martial arts practice.  Then he let out a long roar, put his hands back, jumped up, and galloped towards the east.  .

    After running for more than ten miles, twilight gathered and stars flashed.

    But in front of you, you see lights shining, roof tiles overlapping, and a small town appearing next to the official road.  Hu Xiaotian pressed the reins and walked slowly. He saw an inn at the entrance of the town. Two strings of lanterns were set up outside the door. There were large red characters painted on the outside. Together, they read: "Wealth is flowing in, and guests are welcome."  The inn was brightly lit and bustling with people, drinking, fist-fighting, laughing and cursing, it was really lively.

    Hu Xiaotian dismounted his horse in front of the door, and had a waiter to help prepare the food and serve the horse.  Enter the inn, book a guest room first, then order all the wine and food, and sit at a table alone to eat happily.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????]  After a while, five or six young men carrying long swords rushed into the door, shouting loudly.  Ask the shopkeeper to clear the table and arrange the food and drinks as soon as possible.  While he was busy, more than ten people entered the hall, including men and women.  There are young and old.  Among them, there is a nun in gray clothes who is particularly eye-catching. Her eyes are like autumn water, her eyebrows are like the pale moon, her nose is straight, her lips are like drops, and her exposed skin is as light as snow, white and smooth, without any flaws.  She is petite.  Wearing a monk's hat, holding a string of black Buddhist beads in his hand, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, silently following an old nun.  She is approximately in her early twenties.  Her temperament is extremely pure, and her appearance alone is as beautiful as Li Xuan'er's. Like the bright moon in the night sky, she can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.

    The noisy hall was like ice water pouring down, and it fell silent in an instant.  The merchants coming from north to south all stared at the nun in gray, and everyone was fascinated.  There were a few crisp sounds of clang, clang, and several wine glasses fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

    Hu Xiaotian has too many love debts.  When he saw a beautiful woman, he subconsciously avoided her and turned his eyes to the nun in gray.  Move elsewhere.

    I saw four or five people in this group of guests who were full of divine light.  The temples are high and protruding, walking with wind, and the lower body is calm.  The leader was a tall man with a red face. He was about forty years old. He looked around with pride and stamped his feet dissatisfied. He opened his mouth and shouted: "You two-skinned bastards, why are you looking at monks?"  ? What the hell!" The sound was sonorous and powerful, like the sound of a gong, which made everyone's eardrums hurt.

    The merchants suddenly woke up, the young ones blushed, the older ones looked around and talked about him, no one dared to come forward to make him feel uncomfortable.  Hu Xiaotian was moved. These people spoke with a Shandong accent, and most of them carried broad-bladed swords. Could it be that they were the Taishan Sword Sect among the seven sword sects?  What is their relationship with these two nuns?

    Nearly twenty people crowded into the inn at once, how could there be so many empty seats?  The shopkeeper begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother, and finally vacated three tables. A young swordsman with an arrogant face was impatient, strode to Hu Xiaotian's table, banged the table, and said in a deep voice: "Friend, Øu It's too wasteful to have a table to yourself, why not give it to us? The food and wine on the table can be packed up and taken back to the room to enjoy slowly." Hu Xiaotian frowned and said calmly: "Everything is done on a first-come, first-served basis. You are not an official official, so what qualifications do you have to drive me away?  ? Are all the disciples of the Taishan Sword Sect so domineering?" The young swordsman raised his eyebrows and said displeased: "My friend made rude remarks and accused me of the Taishan Sword Sect for no reason. Could it be that he was deliberately provocative?" Hu Xiaotian shook his head and said with a smile, "That's right.  The ceremony came first, how did it become my fault? Is your master here? Why not ask him to come over and comment." The young swordsman was angry and sneered: "Judging, right?" His right hand suddenly stretched out, and the four fingers were bent like hooks.  , buckle to Hu Xiaotian's Jianjing point.  Hu Xiaotian raised his chopsticks and aimed the tip at the Laogong point on his palm, waiting for him to hit him.  The young swordsman's palm was slightly lowered, and he slashed diagonally with his upright palm. This was the "Tiger Leaping Gorge" style in Taishan swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, the opponent's bamboo chopsticks changed subtly at the same time, and turned to point at the Taiyuan point on his wrist, forcing him to have no choice but to  Stop and step back.

    Hu Xiaotian smiled slightly, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised beef, put it into his mouth, and praised: "Not bad, the aroma is mellow, the knife skills are delicate, and it's chewy."

    When the young swordsman saw the other party forcing him back so lightly, he felt a sudden shock in his heart. He didn't dare to make a mistake easily, and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.  Hu Xiaotian pointed to the empty seat next to him and said: "If you don't mind, brother, just ask your companions to sit down. When you are away from home, be friendly with others."??, that is, it is convenient for oneself.  The young swordsman breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, my friend. Then we'll have the audacity to bother you."  "

    The group of people finally sat down separately, and the nun in gray and the old nun sat at a table alone. They ate steamed buns, pickles, and a bowl of vegetable soup, which was extremely simple.  The disciples of the Taishan Sword Sect who were traveling with him were probably used to it. They were busy eating, and no one showed any extra courtesy.

    Several young people sitting at the same table as Hu Xiaotian looked slightly worried and chatted softly while eating.  The so-called speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.  It turns out that the nun in gray is actually Jingxin, one of the seven beauties in the martial arts world, the "Ji Shi Shen Nun"!  After she and her teacher Master Miao finished their trip to Shandong, they returned south to Jiuhua Mountain. On the way, they heard about the outbreak of an epidemic in Bozhou, so they made an impromptu decision to go to the affected area to treat people.  The disciples of the Taishan Sword Sect were rushing to Jinling and were ordered by their master to escort the two of them along the way. They had great righteousness and they should accompany them to the end.  Several young disciples thought about traveling through an epidemic area and the possibility of being infected by the epidemic. Everyone's hearts were heavy. After all, when the disease is rampant, no matter whether they have good martial arts skills or not, everyone is likely to get sick and die.

    Hu Xiaotian secretly lamented that he was indeed a nun who saved the world. He really had a broad mind to save the people of the world. He knew that there were tigers in the mountains and headed to the Tiger Mountains.  Since their masters and apprentices dared to go directly to the epidemic area, they must have deep confidence in their medical skills.  These young disciples are worried in vain.  Before I could finish my thought, I suddenly heard the sound of hoofbeats in the distance, and there were actually several riders rushing in regardless of the darkness of night, as if they were being swept by a strong wind.  The horses rushed to the door of the inn.  Herod's horse neighed violently, reined in his horse, and then there was a rustle of wind, and three figures flew through the door.

    The first person to rush into the inn was a girl in red. She was tall, with slender legs and a leather whip around her waist, outlining her hot and perfect curves.  At first glance, it looks like a blazing fire that seduce the soul. A raging heat wave hits your face and makes your mouth dry.  Her face is like a silver plate, and her phoenix eyes are charming.  With plump and rosy lips, she is a unique beauty, no less than a meditative nun.  The girl in red had an evil spirit hidden between her brows, her expression was slightly anxious, and her hair and clothes were covered with dust.  But no time to take care of it.  Following closely behind were two cold and tough young men in black.  The one on the left is slightly older, about seven feet tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back.  The palms of both hands are as big as cattail fans, and the palms and backs of the hands are covered with thick calluses.  The murderous intent was revealed in his composure, and his eyes were extremely alert.  The one on the right is about 23 or 24 years old.  He has a strong and heroic figure, with a strange sword-like weapon stuck behind his shoulder. At first glance, he looks like an energetic and restless character.  There is a brightly colored scorpion on the tattoo on the side of his neck, which adds a touch of evil to his handsome appearance, creating a very special charm that stands out from the rest.  The three of them glanced around, jumped over the eager disciples of the Taishan Sword Sect, and landed on the two female nuns, their eyes shining as if they had found a treasure.

    The girl in red cheered, rushed directly to the two female nuns, and said in a trembling voice: "May I ask if the two Dharma names are wonderful and meditative?"

    The old nun nodded: "I have a wonderful method, and she is my disciple Jingxin. I wonder what the female donor has to say?"

    The girl in red bowed her knees and knelt down with tears in her eyes: "The two masters have great medical skills and have survived countless people. They are living Bodhisattvas praised by everyone. Please show mercy and save my father's life."  ! My father occasionally contracted a serious illness during the journey. He suffered from vomiting and diarrhea and was bedridden. He invited several famous doctors to come for diagnosis and treatment, but they were unable to do anything. The little girl accidentally heard that the two masters were traveling south, so she came here to ask for help. As long as you agree.  I will give everything I have to save my father¡¯s life!¡±

    Master Miao and Jingxin looked at each other, stretched out their hands to help the girl in red, and said softly: "Female donor, it is our bounden duty to treat illnesses and save people. However, due to the flood bursting its banks in Bozhou, dozens of villages and towns were submerged, and a more serious epidemic broke out.  There is a plague. Master and disciple must rush to the epidemic area immediately and try their best to extinguish the epidemic. The situation is urgent, so please forgive us for being too busy to change the itinerary."

    The girl in red begged bitterly: "Master, my father is in danger. If you are unwilling to save him, he will definitely die!"

    Miaofa frowned slightly: "Female donor, it's because I'm dying without saving you. Please think about it from my perspective, which one is more important, the life and death of one person, or the life and death of millions of people?"

    The girl in red said without thinking: "How can the lives of those stupid men and women be compared with my father's?"

    As soon as these words came out, Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but shake his head.

    Miaofa's face darkened, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! To all living beings, think of great compassion, to Tathagata, think of loving father, to all Bodhisattvas, think of Master, to all great Bodhisattvas in the ten directions, and always have deep respect and respect.  Prostrations. The Dharma should be taught to all sentient beings equally. In order to obey the Dharma, there should be no more and no less. Even those who deeply love the Dharma will not say too much. Female donor, my mind, body and mind have been decided and cannot be changed."

    The girl in red was so angry that she wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with her backhand and said angrily: "Master Tai, I'm asking you to be kind to save your face, don't force me to fall out!"

    "Yanzi, don't be rude!" The older man in black behind herTaking a step forward, he cupped his hands and said: "Master, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal, which means that all living beings are equal in nature, have equal compassion, joy, and generosity towards all living beings, and that all living beings are equal in the face of cause and effect. It does not mean that all living beings are equal in fate, equal in misfortunes and blessings.  Some people do more good deeds, some do less good deeds, some do more evil deeds, and some do less evil deeds. Good and evil are not the same. If you are reincarnated as a human being, your circumstances will naturally vary greatly. No matter how far away you are, Buddhist disciples are also divided into four classes, such as Upasaka and Upasika.  Bhikkhus and bhikkhunis must salute, but bhikkhus and bhikkhunis do not have to salute Upasaka and Upasika, so how can we say that they are equal? ??We sincerely seek help, but we are in urgent need, and we hope that Master will reconsider."

    Miao Fa said angrily: "That's ridiculous! You are misinterpreting the essence of Buddhism and taking it out of context. How can I be deceived by your sweet words?"

    The older man in black was not angry: "Master Tai, my master is currently resting in Shangqiu City, not far from here. If we can rush there overnight, we can turn back tomorrow afternoon at most, and it won't waste too much time."

    Miaofa shook his head.  Obviously still unwilling to agree.  Jingxin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Master, saving a life is worse than building a seven-level pagoda, so it is better to let my disciple take a trip. My disciple is young and healthy, and he should be fine for a round trip of more than a hundred miles." Her tone was soft.  The sound is clear and clear, and listening to it is like drinking from an ice spring, and all the anger is gone.  Her medical skills are better than those of others, and her reputation is even more impressive than her magical skills. Her ability to prick acupuncture points with golden needles is unparalleled in the world, so she is known as the "Shenni".

    Miao Fa frowned and said, "Be calm, I'm going alone. How can I, my teacher, rest assured?" Although her disciple is a disciple of Buddhism.  She is so beautiful, simple and kind, and doesn't know how to watch out for others, in case she accidentally falls into a den of thieves.  Wouldn't it harm her for life?

    Jingxin said in confusion: "It's just a cure, why is Master worried?"

    The girl in red snorted coldly: "Miaofa Master, even if you don't want to save people, do you still want to stop others from doing good deeds and accumulating virtue? I know what you are worried about, just calm down and save my father. I will stay here  I will be a hostage here until she returns safely. If Jingxin Shenni is hurt in any way, I will accept the punishment and I will not complain even if it costs me my life."

    The expressions of the two men in black changed.  They all said in unison: "Yanzi, no!"

    The girl in red said: "In order to save my father's life, why not? Can't the second and fourth brothers guarantee the safety of Jingxin Shenni?"

    The older man in black frowned and said: "Of course we have no problem. We are just here alone. If something goes wrong, how can we explain it to the master?" Another man in black said fiercely: "Yanzi, second brother,  Don¡¯t talk nonsense to them, just tie up the little nun and leave!¡±

    "Bold!" The Taishan sect masters who had been left out for a long time finally found the opportunity to speak. The middle-aged man who led him stood up and said in a deep voice: "Who is Jingxin Shenni? How can I allow you to attack rudely? If she doesn't  If you are willing to come forward, I will have to wait outside the door when the King of Heaven comes, let alone you! If you know what you are looking for, get out of the inn immediately and don't cause trouble!"

    The older man in black stretched out his hand and pressed his companion's shoulder to prevent him from moving rashly. He looked at the other person in a blink of an eye: "Who are you, your Excellency, and dare to say such arrogant words without consulting me?"

    The middle-aged man said proudly: "I am Kong Qingxia from the Taishan Sword Sect! Sitting next to me are my junior brothers Guan Ning, Zhang Dakai, Liu Haitao, and Chen Jun. How about it? What do you have to say?"

    The older man in black said calmly: "It turns out that these are the heroes of the Taishan sect. They are like thunder and have been admired for a long time! I'm Luo Biao, this is my brother Yao Tie. We all have no offense, so why should we turn against each other? Luo Biao.  I would like to lend you a glass of water and wine to pay tribute to the great hero Kong!" After saying this, he waved his hand from the air, and two wine glasses flew up from the table about a foot away, and slowly flew in front of him as if pulled by invisible ropes.

    "Photography from the air!"

    Regardless of whether you know and do not know, you can take a bite of air.  The difficulty of this move is to make it seem light and heavy. By controlling the flying speed of the cup, you can show your pure internal strength. If the wine cup flies up all at once, it will not be difficult.

    Luo Biao took a glass first, flicked it with the fingers of his right hand, and another glass of wine spun and flew towards Kong Qingxia.  It went down very quickly, but not a drop of the wine in the cup was spilled.  Kong Qingxia sneered, and bluffed with his right hand. He first sent out a secret force to slow down the speed of the glass, and then clamped his thumb and middle finger with lightning to accurately clamp the edge of the wine glass.  Unexpectedly, there was a soft pop, the porcelain cup broke, and the wine splashed out, soaking his chest.

    Luo Biao drank the wine in his hand and said with a smile: "Master Kong, I accept the concession!"

    Kong Qingxia¡¯s complexion was red and purple, and his eyes could almost spit out fire.  The wine glass had obviously been broken by Luo Biao's finger, and would break if anyone touched it. However, he was careless and did not observe carefully, so he lost a move invisibly, which really disgraced the name of Taishan Sword Sect.  At that moment, he was so angry that he laughed back: "Okay, what a toast with a snap of the fingers! It's disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating, so I'll offer you a jar of wine!" He reached out and grabbed a jar of wine on the table, and threw it with all his strength.This jar of wine is filled with his strong inner energy, like a meteor hammer without its chain, its momentum is extremely fierce, and it roars loudly.  Luo Biao's face changed slightly, knowing that he would never be able to hold the wine jar with his small skill. If he was lucky enough to catch it, the wine jar would burst like the previous wine glass shattered, and the dripping wine would be poured all over his head and face.  Pushing and trembling with both palms, the gentle force of the palms surged out, diagonally guiding the wine jar away as fast as a meteor.

    The wine jar flew diagonally, and by chance it hit Hu Xiaotian.  Jingxin nun screamed: "Be careful!" Hu Xiaotian had already made plans to dodge, but suddenly he heard Jingxin's concerned cry, and the arrogance in his heart was aroused.  At that moment, he sat up straight and swung a pair of bamboo chopsticks in his hand seemingly casually. The sword energy intertwined and looped back and forth, simulating the unstable and ever-changing artistic conception of water flow. This was his self-created "Water Soft Sword Technique"  .  This set of swordsmanship was understood by him while observing the water. At first glance, it seemed chaotic, but in fact, every trajectory contained the principles of heaven and earth, and was in line with the soft and dense characteristics of water.  The wine jar seemed to have fallen into an invisible spider web, and the fierce force was removed by the endless sword energy. It flew slower and slower, and finally landed in front of Hu Xiaotian, intact.

    Everyone was stunned, and there was a moment of silence in the hall, and you could hear a pin drop.

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