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1. A man deserves his death

()ps: Thanks to "Twelve Deathly Horses" for the reward. Thank you very much.

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Hong Antong, the leader of the Shenlong Sect, the Nine-Nan Master Tai of the one-armed nun, Chen Jinnan, the chief helmsman of the Tiandihui, and Feng Xifan, who has a bloodless sword. These people all have extremely high martial arts skills in the book "The Deer and the Cauldron". They can attack at will, let alone go.

When it comes to robbing scriptures, even if it's Chen Yuanyuan, it's simple and easy.

For example, among the Five Mountains Sword Sect, Gui Xin Shu of the Huashan Sect, He Tieshou and Yuan Chengzhi, who is hiding overseas, it is not too much to call them worldly masters. Each of them is a killer level existence; again, a little bit

Even the all-powerful Feng Nandi, who was so powerful as Thin Touduo, was defeated by him, which shows that there is no weak opponent despite his great reputation; even his master Xiang Shoushan, although he is usually very low-key, under the guidance of Feng Nandi and others

In the narration, there are also quite powerful people. If you can invite any one of them, wouldn't the scripture be at your fingertips?

But relying on others is not a long-term solution. The most important thing is to improve your own strength. If you have Zhang Wuji's skills or Shi Potian's perversion, even if you face thousands of troops, so what? Xiao Xiao

A few small broken scriptures are not difficult at all.

He sighed, thinking in his heart for a long time that Liu Meng finally had to face reality. The Great Wall could not be built in a day, and the same goes for martial arts. When it comes to swordsmanship alone, as long as he continues to learn from the experience of others, Liu Meng has confidence.

One step further. However, although the inner strength in Dantian is surging, before Zhenyue has broken through to the state of mastery, the strength and power are still not enough compared with those masters who have practiced step by step for decades. This is completely unattainable.

Fortunately, it must be accumulated through hard work every day and a month.

Okay, people are most afraid of greed, so we have to be content. Now my strength is stronger than Xu Tianchuan and Wu Lishen, and should be similar to Feng Bujii and Feng Jizhong. He can be regarded as a second-rate master in the world, and he is still

What's there to be dissatisfied about? You know, I'm only sixteen years old.

He tossed and turned all night. The next morning, he came out with panda eyes and was laughed at by everyone who had gotten up early to practice swordsmanship in the courtyard. Cong Busheng from the Huashan Sect had a sharp mouth and teased: "Little junior brother has grown up, and the rooster crows."

, you know what it means to yearn for spring, how uncomfortable is it to be alone and unable to sleep?" Feng Bujiu laughed unabashedly and said: "There is a thing in Datong that is famous all over the world, and now the security in the city has been relaxed.

Brother, I have to take you to see it and have a taste of the wonderful things that are rare in this world."

Yangzhou thin horse, Datong mother-in-law. These two proverbs were very popular at that time. The courtyard was full of energetic young people. Who didn't understand? They were all excited and laughing. It happened to be Shi Jingfei, the elder of the Hengshan sect.

Tai led his disciple Hui Lin through the door. Hearing the joy of everyone in the courtyard, he couldn't help but take a look in surprise. When he told everyone to be silent, it was like a chicken bone stuck in the throat, which was indescribable discomfort.

Liu Meng took advantage of this quiet time and hurriedly told Feng Buji that he would go back to the mountain to deliver a message later, and would meet again at the Taishan Conference at the end of the year. When Feng Buji was disappointed, he said: "It's a good excuse to go to the city to eat flower wine."

It’s gone.”

The senior brothers from various sects who were familiar with these days all said hello and said that they had to go back to the mountain. When the Five Mountains Sword Sect Taishan gathered at the end of the year, everyone would have fun together again. He walked a few steps closer and caught up to the courtyard gate.

In addition, he said goodbye to the gentle and kind-hearted Master Hui Lin, which made Master Jingfei suspicious.

Riding on a fast horse, he rode away from the dust.

Liu Meng wore a bamboo hat on his head and carried a long sword on his back. He was dressed as a dashing chivalrous young man wandering the rivers and lakes. He walked on the main road and stayed overnight instead of going to Mount Wutai to meet Wei Xiaobao. He returned home as quickly as an arrow and went straight south across the river from Wuhan, constantly changing his clothes along the way.

The horses returned to Nanyue Hengshan nearly half a month later.

Brother Tong is not afraid to follow suit. Every time he goes out and returns to the mountains, as long as he has extra money in his arms, he cuts meat in Hengyang City, buys wine, and brings it back to the mountains to satisfy everyone's greed.

When they were saying goodbye at the foot of Mount Wutai that day, Wei Xiaobao grabbed a handful of banknotes and stuffed them into his brother's pocket to use as expenses on the road. Later Liu Meng counted them carefully and found that the total amount was more than eleven thousand taels, and he suddenly became a married woman.

A man of great love.

With so many banknotes in hand, Liu Meng spent the money without any worries. Two porters followed him, one carrying half a fan of pork, and the other carrying two large baskets filled with oil, sugar, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, plus

Various seasonal vegetables. Liu Meng himself carried two jars of fine Fenjiu wine and left the horses at a farmer's house down the mountain. Then he took two porters into the mountain from Fuyan Temple and climbed unsteadily to the Ganoderma Spring.

The porter put down the things and sent him back.

The Hengshan camp is extremely secretive. Liu Meng strictly abides by his teacher's instructions and does not dare to let others know about it, so he takes a different route up the mountain. Now he puts his things in Lingzhi Spring. This place is where the main roads of various mountain peaks gather. Even if

Later, someone followed him up the mountain, but he couldn't tell which mountain path it was.

He held the wine jar and performed Qinggong, and within a short time he reached the top of Zhurong Peak. He happened to meet the fourth senior brother Lu Buzhou who was about to go out to fetch water. After a happy greeting, he quickly asked him to guard the Ganoderma Spring to prevent the pork from being tasted.

Won't it be a waste of effort to snatch away the beast from the past?

Liu Meng asked about the fact that his master and his uncle were playing chess in the back hall. He immediately jumped up and down and rushed in impatiently. He looked at his master and his uncle who raised their heads in shock. They seemed to have become much older after not seeing each other for several months. He immediately fell to his knees.

, respectfully said: "Master, uncle, disciple Xiaoliu is back!"

The brothers and sisters were all on the mountain. When they heard that Xiaoliuliu had returned to the mountain without any warning, they all came out, patted their shoulders and touched their hair, so affectionate. The meal for Jiefeng was naturally very rich, and as usual, a pot of braised pork and stewed radish was indispensable.

Paired with two jars of fine Fenjiu wine, the brothers who have already left the army will cheer.

The mountain breeze blows gently, and the fog is thick at night on the top of the mountain. It's so cold that it's hard to stay outside the house.

The leader Xiang Shoushan, the elder Hu Yuanlin and the youngest disciple Liu Meng sat opposite each other, listening carefully to his description of all the things that happened after going down the mountain. When he finally mentioned that he was ordered by Master Feng to return to the mountain to deliver a message, Xiang Shoushan sighed and picked up the

Having read the letter many times, I frowned in embarrassment.

Seeing this situation, Hu Yuanlin knew that the head brother couldn't let go in his heart. He was worried about gains and losses, and cared too much about the inheritance of the sect's incense. Then he spoke to the side: "Brother, I see that the whole Qing Dynasty is already in prison, and all kinds of evil villains are emerging in an endless stream.

, no matter how well we avoid it, sooner or later we will not be able to escape the fate of our fate. In this case, there is no way to avoid disaster. Why not do our best while everyone can still work together and make a last stand for our motherland?"

The words were sincere and every word was conclusive. When Hu Yuanlin saw that his senior brother still had no expression, he thought of how he had been cautious and withdrawn in the past twenty years. The innocent people in the world were bullied and killed by foreigners like pigs and dogs, but he could not hold a sword against them or vent his resentment with a punch.

In a moment of excitement, he continued: "A man should die a worthy death. Junior brother, although I cannot kill the enemy with a sword, although Lian Po still has his old ambition, please allow me to shed my last blood for the Hengshan sect in return for the upbringing of the sect."

Grace!"

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