In the early morning of the eleventh day, Dugu Heng suddenly appeared, but asked Dugu Jinghua to go back. There is no pop-up window in Qishuwu
After these ten days of treatment, Dugu Jinghua was completely reborn, his vitality and vitality were greatly enhanced, and his original delicate energy became a little more energetic.
Dugu Heng was overjoyed and confident, and he didn't care so much about Dugu Jinghua's injury. Anyway, Brother Li was here and he would be cured sooner or later. There was no rush, so he pushed the mundane affairs of the house to Dugu Jing again.
magnificent.
"What's wrong?" Dugu Jinghua was dressed in moon-white clothes, sitting cross-legged on a rockery bathed in the glow of the glow, facing the east and practicing the Xiaxia Jue. Hearing Dugu Heng's words, he stared at him displeased.
Duguheng smiled and said: "Auntie, my little sister's master has arrived, and he also brought one of his senior brothers with him!"
"Hmm -?" Dugu Jinghua raised her eyebrows slightly, her melon-shaped face was white and rosy, the original unhealthy paleness faded away, and her radiant face added a bit of beauty.
She nodded slowly: "It's time to count the time, is it Senior Qu?"
"Yes." Dugu Heng nodded and said, "Senior Qu's journey has been full of dust. She said she was not planning to take the little girl back to Fuyun Palace, so she would teach her at home for a while and then leave."
"How could this happen!" Dugu Jinghua frowned and said, "I'm so used to Meng'er!...Okay, I'll go back."
Duguheng hesitated: "What about your illness...?"
"Let's talk to Senior Qu first, so as not to be rude." Dugu Jinghua said.
Dugu Heng turned around and looked around, and whispered: "Brother Li will blame me!"
"Just say that I want to go back and take a look, and don't worry about my family." Dugu Jinghua said angrily.
Dugu Heng nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay!...Auntie, I'll go back first, otherwise I won't be able to hide it from Brother Li!"
"You..." Dugu Jinghua shook his head.
Dugu Heng chuckled twice and disappeared in a hurry, fearing that Dugu Jinghua would send him to tell Li Muchan and he would inevitably be complained about.
Now that Li Muchan saved Dugu Jinghua's illness, Dugu Heng was extremely grateful, but he lacked the confidence to speak. He was scolded by Li Muchan twice. Each time, he thought he was disturbing Dugu Jinghua with trouble. She has not recovered from her illness and cannot consume it.
Spirit.
Dugu Jinghua floated down lightly. Although she had only practiced the mental method for ten years, the Xia Xia Jue was mysterious, and Li Muchan injected an extremely pure inner force to help her promote the mental method. She had only practiced for a few days, but
It is no different from practicing for a year.
She came to the small courtyard where Li Muchan was staying. Li Muchan and Feng Mingxue were practicing the Divine Dragon Hands. The Divine Dragon Hands they were practicing were quite hot and their power was getting stronger and stronger.
After hearing what she said, Li Muchan frowned and said, "Miss Dugu, now is not the time to go back. If something happens to delay you again, the gain will outweigh the loss!"
Dugu Jinghua said: "Senior Qu from Fuyun Palace is here, and I need to receive him personally!"
"Who's coming to Fuyun Palace?" Li Muchan pondered, and said, "Is it Sister Dugu's master?"
"Exactly." Dugu Jinghua nodded.
Li Muchan thought for a while and said helplessly: "Oh..., that's all, senior sister, please go with Miss Dugu, don't let her get hurt."
"Yeah." Feng Mingxue nodded lightly.
Li Muchan solemnly told Dugu Jinghua: "Stop being angry and dry, and don't let your blood surge, otherwise it will aggravate the injury. You are a broken body now and cannot bear these stimulations!"
"I understand!" Dugu Jinghua pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Broken body, look at what you said!"
Li Muchan said: "You seem to be much better, but in fact you are more dangerous than before. After the menstrual pulse is opened, it has not been consolidated. You are more fragile than before. If you are stimulated even a little bit, your body will collapse. By then there will be no cure!"
"Okay, I understand." Dugu Jinghua nodded.
Li Muchan shook his head helplessly: "Senior sister, keep an eye on her and take her in directly if necessary!"
********************************* Feng Mingxue and Dugu Jinghua returned to the city together. When they arrived at the hall, there were sounds from time to time in the hall.
Come the hearty laughter and Dugu Meng’s giggle.
When they entered the hall, they saw a beautiful middle-aged woman sitting on the right, and a young man sitting under her, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, showing a bit of honesty.
This beautiful middle-aged woman was wearing an apricot-yellow blouse, similar to Dugu Meng's clothes. A long knife hung on her waist, which made her worried that her waist would be broken.
The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes also wears a long sword, showing his heroic appearance.
"Senior Qu has come here, it's disrespectful!" Dugu Jinghua clasped his fists and smiled: "Young lady, you're disrespectful!"
The beautiful middle-aged woman stood up, clasped her fists, and said with a smile: "Miss Dugu, you're welcome. I heard from Meng'er that the girl is being treated. I feel uneasy about coming back in such a hurry."
Dugu Jinghua came to sit down in the middle and said with a smile: "Senior comes from afar, the little girl should welcome her... Meng'er is naughty and ran back privately. I was about to send someone to escort her back!"
The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled and said: "Forget it, Meng'er has a frivolous temper. She will get bored staying in the mountains and can't stay still. Rather than doing this, it's better to come back."
Dugu Meng smiled sweetly: "Master is still reasonable!"
Dugu Jinghua glanced at her and said with a smile: "She is too ignorant, senior Qu is really troublesome to worry about! ... Is the journey going smoothly, senior Qu?"
She was chatting with the middle-aged beautiful woman about her daily life. Dugu Jinghua did not introduce Feng Mingxue, but the middle-aged beautiful woman was confused and glanced at Feng Mingxue from time to time.
Fuyun Palace is extremely sensitive to Yunxiao Sect's mentality. Feng Mingxue is young but has profound cultivation. The middle-aged beautiful woman is extremely curious and vaguely guesses that she is a disciple of Yunxiao Sect.
The disciples of Yunxiao Sect are all very talented at a young age. They are the only ones who can cultivate at such a young age. Fuyun Palace is inferior to them.
"This girl is...?" The beautiful middle-aged woman finally couldn't help but ask.
Dugu Jinghua was helpless and said with a smile: "This is Feng Mingxue, Miss Feng. Miss Feng, this is Senior Qu Wanying Qu from Fuyun Palace."
Feng Mingxue clasped her fists and smiled faintly: "I have met Senior Qu, the little girl Yunxiao Sect Feng Mingxue."
"As expected, he is a disciple of the Yunxiao Sect!" Qu Wanying exclaimed in admiration and nodded: "Only the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect can be so handsome!"
"Senior, you are so complimentary!" Feng Mingxue said lightly.
She knew that Fuyun Palace and Yunxiao Sect were not fighting each other because it was not Yunxiao Sect that was hostile, but Fuyun Palace. They had always wanted to overpower Yunxiao Sect and become the number one sword sect in Yaoxia.
Qu Wanying smiled and said: "This is my incompetent disciple Ding Xiuwen,...Xiuwen, I must learn more from Miss Feng in the future!"
"Yes, Master!" Ding Xiuwen, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, nodded quickly, cupped his fists and said to Feng Mingxue: "I have met Miss Feng, and I hope you can teach me more."
Feng Mingxue was too lazy to say anything more and nodded gently.
Qu Wanying said: "Miss Dugu, I have an unkind favor!"
Dugu Jinghua sighed helplessly: "Senior Qu, please tell me."
Looking at Qu Wanying's expression, she vaguely guessed what she was thinking, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Qu Wanying smiled and said: "It's rare to see a disciple of the Yunxiao Sect, Shenlong, but not his tail. I want Xiuwen to ask Miss Feng for some tips!"
Dugu Jinghua looked at Feng Mingxue with difficulty, and Feng Mingxue smiled faintly: "Okay."
Dugu Jinghua said: "Miss Feng..."
Feng Mingxue nodded lightly: "I will be in control, don't worry."
Qu Wanying's face changed slightly, she glanced at Feng Mingxue with a frown, then looked at Ding Xiuwen: "Xiuwen, stop clicking!"
"Yes, Master!" Ding Xiuwen nodded eagerly, stood up and clasped his fists: "Please give me some advice, Miss Feng!"
He has also heard about the name of Yunxiao Sect for a long time, and the most mentioned one in Fuyun Palace is Yunxiao Sect. His goal is to surpass Yunxiao Sect and defeat the disciples of Yunxiao Sect.
Now he finally met a disciple of the Yunxiao Sect. Although she was a woman, he couldn't let her go. He felt that Feng Mingxue's cultivation was profound and inferior to his own.
But what the two factions are comparing is swordsmanship and swordsmanship. It doesn't matter if their cultivation is different. Sometimes swordsmanship and swordsmanship can make up for the gap.
But Feng Mingxue sat firmly and said calmly: "Master Ding, let's take action!"
"This..." Ding Xiuwen hesitated and looked at her doubtfully.
How can you take action while sitting there? Could it be that you don’t want to fight with yourself?
Feng Mingxue waved, and a flying sword flew out of his sleeve, floating quietly in the air, like a dragonfly resting on the water.
"Flying sword!" Qu Wanying frowned.
Feng Mingxue said: "Senior Qu, have you seen our sect's flying sword?"
Qu Wanying looked at her in surprise: "I didn't expect that you could practice flying swords at such a young age!"
"It's just a fluke." Feng Mingxue said calmly.
Qu Wanying shook her head: "I'm lucky that I can't practice flying swords. The disciples of Yunxiao Sect are indeed extraordinary!"
"Are you still competing, Senior Qu?" Feng Mingxue asked.
Qu Wanying waved her hands and sighed: "Forget it!"
Ding Xiuwen said unconvinced: "Master, I can guard against flying swords!"
He believes that flying swords are just like hidden weapons. His sword skills are perfect and hidden weapons are useless to him, so there is no need to be afraid of flying swords.
"Young Master Ding, be careful!" Feng Mingxue said lightly. As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of light flashed across his waist. Before Ding Xiuwen could react, the stream of light had already passed through his waist.
"Bang!" His long sword and sheath fell to the ground together.
Ding Xiuwen lowered his head and looked down, his face suddenly turned red like a pig's liver. If the knife belt hadn't been cut this time, his life would have been gone.
Feng Mingxue said calmly: "My flying sword is good at sneak attacks, so Ding Shaoxia should pay attention!"
"Good swordsmanship!" Ding Xiuwen bent down to pick up the long sword and said ashamedly.
"Master..." Ding Xiuwen hesitated and wanted to try again.
"Silly boy, you are no match for me!" Qu Wanying shook her head.
Ding Xiuwen said: "Master, how do you know if you haven't done this before?!"
Qu Wanying sighed helplessly: "You were stabbed without even competing with Ruijia. How can you compete? If we had to fight against each other for real, you would have been dead long ago!"
Ding Xiuwen said: "Master, I want to compete openly and honestly!"
Qu Wanying turned to look at Feng Mingxue, and Feng Mingxue said lightly: "Okay, Ding Shaoxia, please stop!"
She floated up and leapt into the air, like an elegant white crane, falling gracefully, her white clothes fluttering, and her long sword drew a white rainbow.
"Ding ding ding ding..." Ding Xiuwen came forward with his sword like snow. The two swords intersected like jade beads rolling on a jade plate, and dozens of moves passed in an instant.
Dugumeng's eyes widened and he looked nervous. He hoped that Senior Brother Ding would win, but also hoped that Feng Mingxue would win. He was so conflicted that he finally gave up his position.
"Ding..." With a clear sound, Feng Mingxue stepped back two steps, cupped her fists and smiled lightly: "Young Master Ding, I accept the offer!"
She returned the sword to its sheath and sat back in the chair with a calm expression as if nothing had happened. Ding Xiuwen stood there in a daze. After a moment, he came to his senses and slowly picked up the sword.
Feng Mingxue had just struck his long sword with a sword. He felt the tyrannical power coming from the blade. He wanted to hold the long sword but was unable to do so. After more than a dozen blows, his arms were already numb.
Her swordsmanship was exquisite, and she pointed out the flaws in his own swordsmanship at every turn. He understood that this Miss Feng had shown mercy, otherwise she would have restrained him with two moves.
"Thank you Miss Feng for showing mercy!" He returned the knife to its sheath and smiled bitterly.
Qu Wanying said: "Come on, repair your essay. You won't be defeated by Miss Feng in vain. You know you're far behind this time. Go back and practice hard!"
"Yes, Master." Ding Xiuwen forced a smile.
************************************ Although Dugu Jinghua has just started practicing martial arts, he has a high vision and sharp eyesight.
It was obvious that Feng Mingxue intended to be merciful, and Qu Wanying also felt embarrassed.
Dugu Jinghua said a few more words, and everyone stopped exchanging pleasantries. After settling Qu Wanying's bed, he left and hurried back to the villa outside the city to recover from her injuries.
In Qu Wanying's courtyard, Ding Xiuwen drooped his head and looked listless.
Qu Wanying shook her head: "Xiu Wen, a man can't stand this little setback. He won't be arrogant when he wins but he won't be discouraged when he loses. He just works hard to catch up. It's too embarrassing to be dejected!"
"It's senior brother, just catch up!" Dugu Meng nodded hurriedly.
Qu Wanying said angrily: "Meng'er, please stop saying a few words!"
Dugumeng pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Master, you picked the wrong opponent. Sister Feng has mastered the Jade Sutra and will definitely be a great master in the future!"
"Has she mastered the Jade Sutra?" Qu Wanying was surprised.
Although she is not from the Yunxiao Sect, she knows the name of Huan Jade Sutra very well. The Yunxiao Sect's introductory mental method is the highest mental method. Those who have mastered it will step into the door of the Grand Master. It can be said to be a real and genuine unique skill of the Grand Master.
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It is a pity that the Yunxiao Sect has a great master who protects it, and no one dares to provoke it, so no one dares to rob it, and even if it is robbed, it cannot be practiced. The Yunxiao Sect's disciples are all Yaocai, but still almost no one can practice the Return of the Jade Scripture. It can be seen that
Its difficult.
Dugu Meng nodded: "Yes, Sister Feng has practiced the Jade Returning Sutra and the Sword Controlling Sutra. Although Senior Brother Ding is powerful, he is far behind Sister Feng!"
Qu Wanying sighed: "I didn't expect that the Yunxiao Sect would be so lucky that there would be many disciples entering the Grand Master's door!"
Dugu Meng said: "I think Brother Li has mastered it, otherwise Sister Feng wouldn't respect him so much."
"Brother Li?" Qu Wanying raised her eyebrows.
Dugumeng smiled and said: "Although Sister Feng is powerful, she is not as good as Brother Li. When we meet Brother Li, Senior Brother Ding can't stop him with even one move!"
"Really?" When Ding Xiuwen heard that it was a man, he immediately perked up. It was too hurt for his self-esteem to be killed by a woman.
Dugumeng pursed his lips and smiled: "The most amazing thing is that Brother Li is a disciple of Yunxiao Sect, but his sword skills are also very powerful. He gave himself a name at the beginning, Li Yidao, which means that no one can stop him.
One knife!"
"Is his swordsmanship really that powerful?" Ding Xiuwen's eyes shone.
"That's natural!" Dugu Meng rolled his eyes at him: "Brother has tried this himself, and he didn't block any of Brother Li's moves!"
"Then I need to see it!" Ding Xiuwen said hurriedly.
Dugu Meng said: "Brother Li wants to treat my aunt, so he can't see his senior brother!"