In the early morning, after waking up drunk, Luo Xiaoyao sat at the stone table in the courtyard, listening to Xu Wenxiang recount what happened last night, feeling horrified.
He had never thought that such a shocking change would happen. He was happy for Xiang Susu that the poison was cured, but he was suddenly sad when he heard that the poison could be weakened after giving birth to a child.
With a bitter feeling in his heart, Chu Nanfeng walked out of the wooden house, looked at Luo Xiaoyao who stood up to salute, and nodded slightly, "You will follow me as a teacher."
Luo Xiaoyao followed Chu Nanfeng to the rocks on the northern island shore. It was already midwinter and the temperature on the island was cold. Chu Nanfeng put his hands behind his back and looked at the lake rippling in the wind and said slowly: "About Mrs. Ji's negative feelings
I think you probably figured out the solution to the poison from Wen Xiang?"
Luo Xiaoyao nodded silently, and then heard Chu Nanfeng continue: "This voodoo has an evil spirit, and its nature is very jealous. The reason why Mrs. Ji can suppress this voodoo is not only that giving birth to a child has released some of its evil thoughts."
The most important reason is the deep longing for the missing child.
"The child was born due to the desire of the voodoo insect, and it contains the essence and blood of the person who inflicted the voodoo. The voodoo insect itself was also fed by the essence and blood of the person who inflicted the voodoo. Therefore, there is no jealousy and hatred for this longing. As time goes by, since
It was the feeling of longing that took over, thus weakening the evil thoughts of the Gu insect..."
"This poison is born to deceive emotions. To restrain it, the perseverance of the poisoned person's own spiritual consciousness is extremely important. During this period, he relies on his true feelings for the person he admires to fight against the evil thoughts of the poison..."
"The level of his cultivation level determines the strength of his spiritual consciousness and concentration. When Mrs. Ji was poisoned by this poison, she could only achieve a small level of solidification, but Mu Yun has now achieved a state of true recovery. If the evil thoughts of the Gu insect are weakest,
At that time, if Mu Yun's own cultivation and concentration can stabilize the evil thoughts of the poisonous insects, I am still confident that I can force them out."
"Although the evil thoughts of Gu insects are strong now, it is also the time when your junior sister's consciousness is clear." Chu Nanfeng looked at Luo Xiaoyao and thought for a moment: "Therefore, these three months are the best time for treatment.
Master and Senior Mu will do their best to find out its weakest moment, and you have to leave the island to do something..."
Luo Xiaoyao thought that this matter might be related to Xiao Muyun, so he said excitedly: "Master, please give me your instructions."
Chu Nanfeng sighed: "Well, when Mrs. Ji was poisoned that day, she also sought help from the Master of the Miao Valley of the Medicine King Valley. The Master of the Miao Valley stopped her and it was no longer possible for external objects to release the evil desires of the Gu. But if
Heart diseases also need to be treated with heart medicine, or there are mind methods that can suppress evil desires."
"It's a pity that your master has passed away. Old man Ruo may be able to find a way... So you go back to the academy and tell Master Wu and Master Hu about Mu Yun. Maybe they will come up with a way to deal with it."
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Wu and Hua both have some experience in the 'Wuji Mental Technique' and the 'Dachang Kung Fu'. In terms of proficiency in martial arts, the two of them are no longer as good as Chu Nanfeng. But now it concerns Xiao Muyun.
In life and death, Chu Nanfeng did not dare to make any negligence, but he wanted to use Wu and Hua's knowledge to deal with it.
Luo Xiaoyao knew what he was thinking, and now he had no other good idea except hoping to find the weakest moment of the Gu insect's evil thoughts. When he asked Wu and Hua for advice, he only held a glimmer of hope. Hearing this, he nodded and said
: "Disciple understands."
"After you arrive at the academy, give this letter to Master Wu..." Chu Nanfeng took out a letter from the sleeve of his robe as he spoke, "Then just follow Master Wu's arrangements."
Luo Xiaoyao was stunned, but after hearing what Chu Nanfeng said, it seemed that Wu Wangbo had been told in the letter. For a moment, he didn't know what he meant by this move, but he didn't dare to ask. He quickly took the envelope and heard that Chu Nanfeng
Feng Dao: "My master and Senior Mu will take turns checking Mu Yun's pulse for this month. If we have no time to leave, if we find the weakness of this Gu insect, we will send Mr. Zhao to tell you. During this period,
You don’t have to worry too much about Mu Yun’s safety.”
"As for the half-year appointment with Monk Mingwu, there are only about three months left..." Chu Nanfeng paused and said: "The master will also go to Qingliang Temple by then, so you can go."
He knew that Luo Xiaoyao's stay on the island would only increase his sorrow, so he ordered Luo Xiaoyao to set off immediately.
But thinking about Xiao Muyun facing the torture of Gu insects and being unable to show up to comfort him, Luo Xiaoyao was really miserable. After hearing Chu Nanfeng's instructions, he guessed that he wanted to let her go to Taibai Academy, thinking that he would suffer less.
He sighed secretly, bowed and said, "Disciple, I obey."
The two returned to the courtyard, but when they heard Xiao Muyun's painful voice coming from the wooden house, Luo Xiaoyao's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart. He stood in front of the house for a long time, and finally left sadly.
When he arrived at Xu Wenxiang's courtyard in the West Village, he picked up his mount and rode towards Fangzhou. Now he wanted to go back to Lingxiu Village to visit Luo Hanshui, and then go north to Taibai Academy.
At this moment, my mind was fluctuating, and I couldn't sleep at night, so I didn't make any plans to stay overnight. I hurried along the way and arrived at Yingzhou when I was about to leave.
I was walking through a lakeside section and was about to enter a mountain forest road when I felt someone coming behind me. When I looked back, I saw that the person was already beside me. Under the dim moonlight, I saw only a man in his fifties.
A man in black, carrying a person on his left shoulder, passed quickly.
Luo Xiaoyao's heart trembled. From his cultivation level, he could tell that the man in black was from the top of Mingqiao Mountain. However, the person he was carrying on his shoulders was wearing white pajamas. He thought he was carried by this man in his sleep.
take away.
But guessing that this man must be a gangster, Luo Xiaoyao was surprised and wanted to catch up. He also thought that the world was dangerous. Now his father and lover were in danger. He must not be able to do anything. At this time, although the moonlight was not
It was bright, but he was not familiar with the terrain, so he didn't dare to ride his horse quickly, so he suppressed the thought of catching up and investigating.
In the midst of his thoughts, the man in black had disappeared. Luo Xiaoyao sighed inwardly and led his horse into the mountain road to have a cup of tea. However, he heard the sound of an arrow coming from behind. In surprise, he stopped his horse and looked back.
After a while, I saw two figures rushing towards me.
When he was three feet behind him, Luo Xiaoyao was shocked, "Mr. Geng, Mr. Mo?"
"Master Luo?"
In the dark of night, I saw that the people who came hand in hand were all paying homage to Geng.
Mo and Geng rushed to Luo Xiaoyao's side. They were surprised and raised their hands in greeting. Geng Chongfeng looked anxious and said, "Did Luo Zi see a man in black always passing by the prince?"
"Prince?" Luo Xiaoyao was shocked, but he didn't expect that the person wearing pajamas on the man's shoulders was Gao Baorong. He came back to his senses in a flash and responded hurriedly: "I saw you, it was already time for a cup of tea.
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"Thank you very much." Geng Gongfeng cupped his hands, looked at each other with Mo Busan, and then hurried away again.
Luo Xiaoyao knew that there was no time to ask about the reason now, but he thought that although the Gao family brothers and sisters felt sorry for him, they had no intention of harming each other. However, looking for Ming Wuyi was because of the Gao family's affection.
When he arrived, he pressed the horse's head with his left hand, jumped up, and rushed towards Geng, Mo and others.
In the middle of the night, it was difficult to distinguish the path of the mountain road, and riding a horse was slow. Luo Xiaoyao abandoned his horse and walked. He had already perfected his spiritual skills, and he caught up with Geng and Mo two after ten breaths.
The two of them saw that he wanted to help. Geng Gongfeng had a look of gratitude on his face and said as he walked quickly: "The person coming here has extraordinary skills. He must have been cultivated at the top of Mingqiao Mountain. Master, please be careful..."
"That man sneaked into the palace at three o'clock in the morning and abducted the prince who had just gone to bed..." Mo Busan continued: "Fortunately, Mr. Feng was a guest in the palace, but he found him..."
"Mr. Feng? Hey, except for you two, I have never seen anyone chasing that man..."
Luo Xiaoyao didn't recognize the Mr. Feng that Mo Busan was talking about. However, after the man in black passed by, he didn't see anyone chasing him, but he was surprised and suspicious for a moment.
"Mr. Feng's name is Yanwu. He was originally the commander of the former prince's bodyguard... I think he was familiar with the terrain here and took a shortcut to stop him." Geng Gong said: "With Mr. Feng's skills, he should be waiting for us.
Front."
"If the person who came here hadn't brought the prince...well, I'm afraid even I wouldn't be able to catch up." Mo Busan was quite moved while he was plundering.
It turned out that Gao Baorong had suffered from cold. After Feng Yanwu learned about it, he went to the palace to visit him and told Gao Baorong to rest early. After that, he and Gao Baorong drank tea and talked in the hall. However, with his great skill in holding pills, he noticed someone moving in the room.
Suspicious, he went up to the roof to investigate, and found that someone had kidnapped Gao Baorong. The person was very skilled. When he jumped on the roof, he was 40 to 50 feet away from him. He couldn't stop him for a while, so he chased him away.
At that time, Mo Bushan and Geng Chongfeng were present, but he knew that Gao Baorong had been robbed, so he was busy chasing and intercepting him. With Geng Chongfeng's skills, he was unable to track him down. Mo Bushan had great light skills, but he could catch up, but he knew that he was not in black.
The male opponent did not dare to chase and stop him alone, so he had to follow him at a distance. When he was far away from Geng Gongfeng, he fired loud arrows in response. After chasing for more than two hundred miles, he met Luo Xiaoyao.
Luo Xiaoyao's heart trembled when he heard this, but from the tone of Mo and Geng, Feng Yanwu should be in the state of great success in holding pills. Just thinking of Gao Ruoyu asking him to help suppress the rebellion that day, he suddenly smiled bitterly and thought
Gao Ruoyu left such a master alone, but forced himself to help. His scheming must be unpredictable.
The three of them were galloping along the winding mountain road for about seven or eight miles. When they were about to reach a turning point, they heard a "bang, bang" sound, and the mountains and fields in the middle of the night were particularly clear. The three of them paused.
Looking at each other, Geng Gongfeng said: "There is a fight..."
The three of them turned the corner and saw a straight downhill mountain road. Through the moonlight, they could see two figures fighting in a melee about thirty feet ahead.
Three feet away from the fighting place, the three of them stopped. They saw a black and gray figure in the field turning as fast as lightning, but it was dizzying. The fists and palms whistled in the wind, and occasionally brought up
The gravel flew and hit the trees beside the road, and was actually submerged into the trees, which showed the strength of the two men.
This section of the road is just at the end of the downhill. The mountain road has become flat and is two feet wide. On the left is a wasteland with a small slope and ditch, overgrown with weeds. On the right is a cliff more than ten feet high, and the fighting venue is six feet away.
A few feet away, Gao Baorong, dressed in white pajamas, leaned against the cliff.
Even though the three of them were in the realm of spiritual enlightenment, they did not dare to rush forward to help. They looked at each other, but when they heard a loud shout, followed by a "bang", the fighting men floated apart, wearing gray clothes.
Feng Yanwu, who was dressed in black, touched his feet and took three steps back before standing still. However, the big man in black only took one step back.
"Mr. Feng..." Geng Gongfeng walked quickly to Feng Yanwu's side.
Feng Yanwu looked back and glanced at Luo Xiaoyao, showing surprise. He immediately stared at the man in black and said, "Mr. Geng, please help me. Mr. Mo will take away the prince..."
Before he finished speaking, he struck the man in black with his palm. Geng Chongfeng was stunned for a moment, drew his sword and attacked him with force.
At the same time, Mo Bushan suddenly moved, and saw his figure flash forward, walking vertically to the cliff on the right side, leaning his feet up the cliff. In the blink of an eye, he was already ten feet high, and then he stretched out his hand to grab the hanging hanging rope.
The green vines on the edge of the cliff took advantage of the situation and swayed through the air, falling towards where Gao Baorong was lying.
This section is the widest part of the mountain road, but in the fight between the three masters, the qi within a radius of three feet is covered with serious injuries. Everyone knows that the man in black is very skilled, so naturally he does not dare to go straight.
However, he relied on lightness of skill to cross over the cliff.
The man in black didn't expect that he was so good at Qinggong. Suddenly, he shouted, but when he heard the whistling wind of the fist, and then a white light flashed, Geng Chongfeng's weapon was shaken away.
Hitting the cliff, there was a "bang" sound, sparks flashed, and the long knife fell down.
As the man in black retreated quickly, Feng Yanwu also shouted violently and struck the left side of the man in black with his palm, intending to snipe his retreating Mo Bushan. As soon as Mo Bushan landed next to Gao Baorong, he struck out with his right hand.
He raised his head and saw a white light hitting the back of the neck of the man in black.
In the midst of lightning and flint, the man in black kicked his left foot and dodged to the right, but the dart he avoided missed Feng Yanwu's shoulder.
The man in black stood squarely with his back to the trees on the roadside. Luo Xiaoyao, who was waiting for the opportunity to move, used the move 'Long Shadow Dark Snow'. Amidst the sound of the sword, cold light shot out, and Feng Yanwu turned around at the same time.
Clap your hands.
The man in black was about to attack Mo Bushan, but he saw Luo Xiaoyao slashing at him with a sword from the right, with a fierce sword aura. Feng Yanwu struck with a palm in the middle, with a horizontal and vertical palm aura. In desperation, he moved both feet and rushed forward.
Retreat, wait until you are between two big trees on the road, slap the tree with your right hand, and use the momentum to pass over the ditch that is more than ten feet wide, and land on the weeds of the wasteland.
When a big tree was swept by Luo Xiaoyao's sword energy, it was also hit by the wind of Feng Yanwu's palm. It fell towards the man in black in an uproar. He flashed, retreated several feet, and stood still.
, and suddenly there was a long roar, and the silent mountains and fields suddenly echoed, and there were even cries of frightened birds.
Feng Yanwu's face darkened, "Mr. Mo, take the prince back quickly, and Mr. Geng can just raid the formation for me."
After saying that, he jumped up and attacked the man in black in the wasteland. At this time, Geng Gongfeng had already picked up the long knife that had been shot down. He watched Feng Yanwu fighting with the man in black and said in his mouth: "This man should
He is calling for help, Mr. Luo and Mr. Mo will take the prince and leave first."
Now he was in trouble, but knowing that he was inexperienced in the world, Luo Xiaoyao did not hesitate about Geng Chongfeng's arrangement. After hearing the words, he followed Mo Bushan who had already carried Gao Baorong on his back and walked back quickly.
After walking for more than three miles, I suddenly heard the sound of "Amitabha", and saw an old monk in gray robes floating down from the mountain road two feet in front of me. His beard and eyebrows were all white, and his face was withered.
Luo Xiao and Xiao Mang paused, and their hearts trembled. They realized that the monk in front of them had extraordinary skills and seemed to have cultivated at the top of Mingqiao Mountain. In surprise, they saw the old monk smile slightly and said: "Good, good."
, I just want to have a happy relationship with the prince, and have no intention of harming each other, why should several laymen stand in the way..."
As he spoke, he reached out with his right hand and grabbed Mo Bushan. Mo Bushan quickly retreated, but Luo Xiaoyao stabbed out a sword and hit the old monk's right wrist directly. The old monk reversed his right hand, changing the grabbing into a slap, with a burst of Qi.
Breaking into the sword energy, he struck Shui Longyin. Luo Xiaoyao felt the sword shake, like a giant hammer hitting Shui Longyin. Shui Longyin was about to let go. In shock, he backed away to the left and back.
There was a "whoosh" sound, and a white light appeared. Mo Busan, who was retreating, fired three darts in succession, directly hitting the old monk's face. The old monk chuckled lightly, waved his left hand, and his robe sleeves lengthened, wrapping the three darts.
, then like lightning, he rushed to Mo Bushan's side. He ignored Mo Bushan's right palm and reached out with his right hand to grab Gao Baorong's collar lying on his back.
There was a muffled "sudden" sound, and Mo Bushan's right palm hit the iron wall. The force of the shock made his right arm numb. When his body involuntarily stepped back, his back felt loose, and Gao Baorong was snatched away by the old monk.
At this time, Luo Xiaoyao, who had retreated to the edge of the hillside, shouted softly, leaned towards the middle of the mountain road, and used the "Qiushui Compassion" move, attacking the old monk's left chest. He was originally on the right side of the old monk, so he was afraid of accidental injury.
Gao Baorong, who fell into his hands, had no choice but to move to the middle of the mountain road and attack each other.
I saw the old monk rushing backwards, like the wind blowing. At the same time, he waved his left hand, and three white lights flew out, shooting at Luo Xiaoyao's sword energy. With two "dang, dang" sounds, the two darts were swept away by the tip of the water dragon chanting sword.
The third sword energy penetrated into Luo Xiaoyao's face and struck straight at Luo Xiaoyao's face. Between the lightning and flint, Luo Xiaoyao kicked his feet and retreated. At the same time, he used the "Jade Plate Thousand Hairs" move, and heard a "dang" sound, and sparks flashed.
, there was a flash of white light, and the dart flew sideways and fell into the weeds.
"Huh?" The eyes of the old monk who was three feet away flashed, "The old monk only thought that the young layman was the disciple of some master in Jingnan, but he didn't expect that he knew the 'cold knife' technique... Whose disciple are you?
What is the relationship with Mu Daocheng?"
Luo Xiaoyao used the sword technique created by Chu Nanfeng in the first two moves, thinking that the old monk couldn't see the experience. The third move used the "Jade Plate Thousand Hairs" which was both offensive and defensive, but the old monk could see that it was a sword technique.
The unique Yueshuang Sword Technique from Mu Daocheng.
Luo Xiaoyao heard that his tone was very unkind, and thought for a moment, he guessed that the monk in front of him might have some issues with Mu Daocheng, so he did not answer him, and looked at Mo Busan who was not far away from him, and slowly moved closer.
People saw that Gao Baorong was in his hands, but they did not dare to attack him for fear of accidental injury.
At this time, I heard the soft sound of horse hoofbeats, and the horse abandoned by Luo Xiaoyao arrived. With a neigh, the old monk flashed and retreated to the side of the mount. With a move of his right hand, he pulled Gao Bao away.
He sat on the back of the horse and turned to stare at Luo Xiaoyao, "The young layman refused to reveal his identity, so the old monk boldly invited him back as a guest..."
As he spoke, he stepped forward and punched out, like thunder. Luo, Mo and others guessed that he was a cultivator at the top of Mingqiao Mountain. They got closer and wanted to use the power of their spiritual thoughts to fight back.
, to avoid being beaten one by one by the old monk. When he saw him punching him, he shouted at the same time and raised his arms to meet him.
As soon as Mo Bushan's move came out, he suddenly felt a fist appear out of thin air and hit him head-on. He was shocked. He already understood that the old monk had cultivated in the Golden Body Realm. In the midst of his busy schedule, he changed his moves to meet him.
But he felt a huge force pressing down on him, but he couldn't resist it. His legs gave out, and he was forced to kneel down. His chest felt tight, his blood surged, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.
When Luo Xiaoyao hit him with a move of "Di raccoon dog piercing the heart", the fist was already roaring towards him. As soon as the sword energy collided, he felt the force of the counter-shock coming through the sword body. His heart was shuddered, and he saw Mo Mo again.
Wushan suddenly fell to the ground, and suddenly his face turned pale with fright. His strength was withdrawn and released, but he used the momentum to retreat three feet away.
"Good concentration, good skills." The old monk paused and praised him. If Luo Xiaoyao had retreated blindly at that time, he would not be as skillful as the old monk. He probably would have been struck by the old monk's lightning speed.
He was extremely smart when he hit hard. He pulled back and stabbed forward with force. He was prepared, but he used the force of the rebound to bounce back a few feet to avoid it.
As soon as Luo Xiaoyao stood still, he walked diagonally towards the weedy wasteland on the right. He had already guessed that the old monk was in the golden body state, and knew that he was no match for him, but listening to his tone, he seemed to want to kill him.
The tone in which he said he was being taken away was that he wanted to escape.
Just as he was about to move, he heard a sound breaking through the air and saw an object shooting towards him. He had to stop himself and strike out with the "Long Shadow Dark Snow" move. Unexpectedly, the object suddenly rose into the air, and in a flash,
The sword struck the air, but Luo Xiaoyao knew something was wrong, so he stepped back and raised the sword at the same time. When the water dragon chanted and the tip of the sword was about to touch the object, the object suddenly opened up and turned out to be a string of Buddhist beads, spinning quickly.
He broke through the sword energy, passed through the water dragon chanting sword body, and rotated towards Luo Xiaoyao's wrist.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Luo Xiaoyao let go and threw the sword, retracted his wrist and retracted his hand, and retreated violently, but he was unable to do so. The Buddhist bead had already been inserted into his arm, and as he retracted his wrist, it hit his right chest. Although he quickly retreated, it disappeared.
The force of the collision was half, but with the strength of the Golden Body Realm cultivation, Luo Xiaoyao couldn't resist even with five points of strength left. He felt pain in his right chest, took several steps back, and suddenly fell down.
Then he saw a figure flash in front of him, and the old monk came towards him. Just as he stretched out his hand to grab him, a sound of "Infinite Heavenly Lord" sounded. Luo Xiaoyao fell to the ground, but felt a strong wind blowing over his head. Dingqing took a look.
, but a whisk appeared straight in front of his eyes, and then suddenly opened, the whisk spread out, spinning like an umbrella and hitting the old monk.
As the old monk suddenly retreated, a figure fell into the field, stretched out his hand to catch the fly whisk, turned his head and looked at Luo Xiaoyao, and said "Infinite Heavenly Lord" again.
The person who came was a Taoist wearing a green robe, with silver-white hair and beard, and a wooden hairpin on his head. He had a thin face and peaceful eyes. He fluttered and collected the fly whisk, but under the moonlight, he showed the spirit of an immortal.
"Taoism is natural, why do Buddhists bother to force it?" The Taoist priest turned to look at the old monk and said.
"Amitabha." The old monk chanted the Buddha's name with a look of fear on his face, but did not answer.
"Since Buddhism was introduced to China, it was thought that those who have followers can accumulate merit." The Taoist paused for a moment, then his voice sank: "As everyone knows, people's hearts are not ancient. Those who burn incense and worship Buddha are not seeking glory and wealth."
, to get what you want, but to be hypocritical and do evil.”
"Hehe... there are monks who don't know the essence of the true Dharma, so they put down their butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately and preach the Dharma. However, this makes many greedy and ignorant people feel lucky and breeds evil..."
"Sin, sin." The old monk raised his white eyebrows, "Don't you know, Taoist priest, that you can correct your mistakes after hearing them? How can you do so much good?"
"There is so much goodness, so what is the use of the laws of the court? The majestic pure land has become a place where filth and evil are hidden, and many wrongs cannot be redressed and become a path of resentment... When faced with a calamity, if you don't think about the good things and mistakes,
Instead, go against the will of heaven..."
"What does this have to do with you?" the old monk asserted.
"Haha." The Taoist smiled calmly, "Taoists only know the number of heaven and will not care about the number of your Buddhist tribulations. Over the past few hundred years, there have been several Buddhist tribulations. Have you ever heard, monk, that my Taoist people have intervened?"
The old monk murmured the Buddha's name but did not answer.