Meishan has three major techniques: the technique of walking and hunting, the technique of running incense and fire, and the technique of purging and curing evil.

And the twelve **: Hua Tuo method, Arhat method, Snow Mountain method, Iron method, Water method, Tea method, Snake method, Rampant method, Hunting method, Medicine method, Nuo trick method and point-playing method.

It can be said that among all the folk crafts, Meishan Technique is a relatively complete one. It is a bit like the path between Maoshan and Lushan, but the upper limit is not high. Later, it blends with Fenghuang Mountain, and based on Meishan's secret technique, a set of martial arts that can reach the fairyland can be developed.

This also created the Meishan Dharma lineage, which was unique and has a high status in the Xia Kingdom.

After more than 20 years of development, we have supported our families in a variety of ways, recruited talents, and cultivated a large number of excellent juniors. Innate monks who are considered masters in small sects are quite common here.

Fu Yao knew that the Bashan School was good at fighting, so she specially selected four of the best juniors, and played two games today, depending on the situation.

Sunset, by the river.

The sky in the mountains was dark early, and the lights were already on in each house, and the ancient town was bright. On a ring by the river, it was surrounded by torches and specially made lighting talismans, which were brighter and more atmosphere than electric lights.

Most of the people in the town came, surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, mixed with noise and shouting.

In the field, two figures of blurry speed were flying up and down, and their means were coming out. Sometimes golden thunder flashed, sometimes raging soldiers roared, and there were many wonderful things.

brush!

Fang Yuan found a flaw and swung out the golden thunder sword energy to attack the opponent with an unstoppable momentum. The disciple had no choice but to use rampant soldiers to fight.

Boom! The air current fluctuated, and the field was like an explosion. The rampant soldiers wailed and their souls disintegrated.

The disciple was in great pain, but before he could accept it, he controlled the water with his left hand and turned into a black arrow to shoot directly at the opposite door, and shook his sleeve with his right hand.

Hiss! Hiss!

There were still many poisonous snakes in all directions, surging like tides. Fang Yuan was still very stable, and his long sword repelled the black arrows and whistled in his mouth: "Swish...swish..."

The sharp whistle sounded, and the snakes stopped immediately, their eyes dazed, as if they didn't know whose instructions should be heard.

"He can control snakes, too?"

The disciple was inexplicably shocked. When he was about to cast a spell, a black light jumped out of Fang Yuan's body and turned into a strange snake with black ink all over, with a flesh-toned crown.

The strange snake opened its blood-red pupils and spit out the letter, looking down on a group of similar people.

"Shit!"

The snake group became more and more frightened. Regardless of the owner's orders, they turned their heads and slid down the ring, disappearing without a trace.

"This, this..."

The onlookers looked at each other. Didn’t you hear that the Bashan Sect also understands the snake method? And it looks even more powerful than us!

Fu Yao also frowned and whispered: "Then Gu Xiaofei has never used the snake technique since his debut, right?"

"I really haven't heard of it. Maybe the child is too strong, and he will defeat his opponent in just one move and two moves, so there is no need for other moves." Long Tang said.

"Oh, I thought the Bashan School was only proficient in the thunder sword technique, and now it seems that the foundation is quite profound."

The two were talking, and the disciple had already used all the means and had to admit it. He jumped out of the battle circle and bowed, "I'm accepting the loss!"

"Take it!Take it!"

"Second Brother!"

The two got off the ring, and Shui Lanshao immediately came up, with resentment and joy. She had just competed, and the other party was strong and had enough experience. She was suppressed throughout the whole process and had to admit defeat.

In this way, it will be a draw with one win and one loss.

"The wonderful method of Bashan is indeed well-known."

Fu Yao also stood up in time, and was acceptable to the result. He smiled and said, "I think the two of you have suffered a lot. It's better to take a night off and have another fight tomorrow."

Fang Yuan was already out of breath, and Shui Lanshao was slightly injured, so he nodded together.

Soon, everyone dispersed and the riverside was quiet.

When the two returned to their residence, Shui Lanshao was still depressed and muttered: "It's just a little bit, just a little bit, I shouldn't hide... If I don't hide, he can't attack, and I have time to adjust..."

"We are here to gain experience. He is obviously better than you, learn from your own lessons and strive to win tomorrow." Fang Yuan was stupid and didn't know how to comfort others.

Shui Lanshao glanced at him and continued to murmur: "We went down the mountain but remained undefeated. I didn't expect that I would give my first kill. Is it embarrassing to know? The eldest sister swept across various sects back then... Oh, I forgot about the servant ghost. If I use the servant ghost, I will definitely win!"

"No!"

Fang Yuan had a stern face and was extremely serious: "The servant ghost is mysterious and has a powerful power. He won't win. Moreover, we have to go north and not expose our trump card too early."

whispering sound!

Shui Lanshao curled her lips, but she did not refute.

When it was late at night, the two of them rested.

Shui Lanshao was lying on the wooden bed, smelling the unique fragrance of the wood that can assist sleep, but she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. She was quite energetic and realized that she was a little master. She could sweep away when she went out, but she was so miserable that Meishan was letting herself fall.

She listened with her ears on her side, and Fang Yuan's breathing came from the bedroom next door, calm and long, and had entered an excellent recovery state.

The little girl suddenly felt a little envious, and thought of her senior sister again. The envy turned into admiration, and then she thought of her master, which was even more out of reach...

She thought randomly and finally felt tired.

Shui Lanshao felt her consciousness slowly blurred, as if she was sleeping but not sleeping, as if she was awake but not awake, as if she was walking in a fog. Suddenly, she stopped because she felt a somewhat familiar aura, and was also circling in the fog.

"You are...ah, you are the one during the day!"

When she recalled, it was the breath she encountered at Zhang Wulang.

“…”

“…”

That breath is alive, but it seems that I can't communicate. After a while, I barely conveyed a message: "I remember you too, who are you?"

"I am Shui Lanshao, who are you?"

"I, I..."

The other party seemed very entangled about this issue and became restless after holding it in for a long time..."

Bang!

"Who is it?!!"

Fang Yuan woke up instantly and sat up.

He had a strange dream just now, dreaming of the thing he encountered during the day, but he didn't communicate with the other party, just be careful. Then he felt it was restless, shook his mind and pulled it back to reality.

Before he could think about it, he heard a cry of pain from the next door.

"Ah! Ah! It hurts so much!"

"Junior sister!"

Fang Yuan rushed over cleanly and saw Shui Lanshao falling from the bed, closing her eyes and covering her head and rolling constantly.

"Junior sister, what's wrong with you, junior sister?"

"Senior brother, my head hurts so much! Ah!"

Fang Yuan was anxious and angry. After all, he was only half a boy, and he was at a loss for a moment. At this moment, he heard a noise outside, someone ran around, and some disciples knocked on the door:

"Two guys, what happened?"

"My junior sister has a headache for some reason, and she has no reason. I would like to ask her teacher to treat her."

"Split headache?"

The disciple was stunned and said, "Senior Brother Fu Tiansheng suddenly woke up and was hysterical and shouted for a headache."

Hiss!

Fang Yuan's heart twitched and instantly thought of the strange encounter during the day. Could it be that there is any connection?
Chapter completed!