The situation was chaotic at this time, and Meng Xiuyuan had no time to think about it, so he had to put the long sword on his waist, hugged the two girls on the left and the right, and jumped out of the dilapidated house that was almost about to collapse.
After this moment of delay, many Mongolian soldiers had already chased them not far away, shouting some Mongolian words that Meng Xiuyuan could not hear clearly, and came in waves.
Meng Xiuyuan was holding two girls, one big and one young, in his arms, so he naturally had no intention of fighting with anyone. He just took a breath of energy, used all his strength to move the ladder up and down the clouds, turned around and ran towards the outside of the village.
I saw him take one step forward, and his figure suddenly jumped forward two to three feet, walking on the roof tiles as if on the ground. Even though there were some cavalry in the Mongolian army, they still couldn't keep up on this narrow village road.
His pace.
To be honest, the way Meng Xiuyuan was flying over a wall with two women in his arms, with a large group of officers and soldiers chasing him behind him, was really a sight to see from a third perspective.
If it weren't for his handsome posture, graceful steps, and the wretched temperament of Tian Boguang and Yun Zhonghe, this scene would be easily reminiscent of the flower picker when he was being chased.
However, Meng Xiuyuan did not have time to think so wildly at this time. All he was thinking about was how to run faster and get rid of the pursuit of these Mongolian soldiers.
Because with his ears, he could faintly hear that the breathing of the girl in white in his arms had gradually become fainter. Obviously, if he could not get treatment in time, he might not be able to survive for long.
Under this situation, Meng Xiuyuan focused solely on running, and at the same time, he was wondering if there was any room for improvement in his ability.
His state of "enlightenment" has not yet passed, and he is extremely efficient in studying martial arts. In addition, he is now facing heavy pressure from the pursuers behind him. This can be regarded as a help from the environment, allowing him to achieve this within a short period of time.
, Qinggong has actually made rapid progress.
Although it was somewhat inconvenient to hold two girls, one older and one younger, Meng Xiuyuan was running faster and faster, and running became easier.
Until he left the village and walked on the wide road, the Mongolian cavalry horses were still unable to catch up with him. They even fell further and further behind, and only Meng Xiuyuan's back could be seen in the distance.
After another moment of burning incense, when Meng Xiuyuan ran into the dense mountain forest in the distance, the pursuers behind him had almost disappeared, let alone pursuing him.
Even so, Meng Xiuyuan was still worried and continued to run wildly in the mountains and forests for another half an hour.
What was even more difficult was that in order not to leave any traces, he tried his best to stay on the ground as much as possible. He only used the dense vegetation in the forest as a place of leverage and walked carelessly on the leaves and branches.
Even with Meng Xiuyuan's current internal strength and lightness, the branches were inevitably bumpy and undulating as he jumped. As time passed, the two girls in his arms subconsciously hugged his body tighter.
Although the girl in white clothes he was holding on his left hand was seriously injured, she had superb martial arts skills after all. At this moment, half-conscious and hazy, her hands could not help but wrap tightly around Meng Xiuyuan's body, and her pretty face was pressed against Meng Xiuyuan's collarbone.
At the shoulder.
The eight or nine-year-old girl he was holding on his right hand looked miserable and weak, but she was also very powerful. A pair of fleshy little arms hugged Meng Xiuyuan's neck, and her little head was buried firmly in Meng Xiuyuan's chest.
This left and right made Meng Xiuyuan very inconvenient. He did not dare to move his body too much, so he had to use his toes to exert force, and use his true energy to cooperate with his meridians, so as to use his energy to control the force as much as possible.
But I didn't expect that after running like this for a while, I found that as the infuriating energy and toe force cooperated more and more exquisitely, the speed did not decrease but increased, and the whole person's figure became more and more elegant.
At this point, an idea flashed in Meng Xiuyuan's mind and he understood the reason.
It turns out that the resonance principle in the "Purple Sky Sword Qi" created by Master can be used not only in swordsmanship, but also in Qinggong.
The so-called resonance in "Purple Sky Sword Qi" refers to the fact that the true qi in the body and the long sword outside the body reach the same vibration frequency, thereby guiding the true qi to stably adhere to the long sword.
When used in Qinggong, the same principle applies.
The reason why Meng Xiuyuan has not been successful before is because according to the orthodox method of exerting force in Tiyunzhong, the thigh is mainly used to drive the calf muscles to exert force. Such large-scale movements of large muscle groups are obviously unable to be coordinated enough.
The frequency required for internal force oscillation.
Due to the limitations of the current situation, I am forced to switch to mainly exerting force on my ankles, but it is enough to reach the same frequency as the internal force oscillation, so that the true energy can be stably attached to the feet, so that energy can be used instead of force, and the speed will naturally increase.
A lot.
Meng Xiuyuan figured this out in his mind, and after studying it with great concentration, he felt that even though this improved version of Tiyun was becoming smoother and smoother, his overall speed was also getting faster and faster.
Until the end, Meng Xiuyuan only felt the strong wind blowing against his face, the trees under his feet were passing by quickly, and his whole body was experiencing great resistance in the air.
A rough estimate is that the speed is at least nearly twice as fast as before.
However, even if Meng Xiuyuan has profound skills, he is still a mortal body. He cannot sustain the rapid and frequent exertion of force on his ankles for too long, otherwise he will soon have a faint feeling of cramping in his calf muscles.
Obviously, although the improved Tiyun Zong is fast, it can only be used for short-term bursts. Unlike the original Tiyun Zong, which is good at long distances. But even so, Meng Xiuyuan is still very satisfied with what he has achieved.
After all, who would have thought that just by holding two girls and running for such a period, he would realize a profound light skill.
When he gradually slowed down and looked around, he found that he was deep in the deserted Cangshan Mountain. He knew that he must be safe here. Considering the injury of the girl in white, he gave up his thoughts of continuing to study martial arts and turned to search for
A suitable place to stay and hide.
It didn't take long for Meng Xiuyuan to find a natural cave that was ventilated and dry without any traces of wild beasts. Without any hesitation, he quickly placed the two girls on the ground.
At this moment, when the mountain breeze blew, Meng Xiuyuan felt a chill on his body. He quickly looked down and found that most of his clothes were wet.
At first, Meng Xiuyuan was still a little strange. After all, his internal strength was unparalleled. Although he was fighting and running just now, the pores in his body were always closed, and the sweat was not allowed to flow out to dissipate the energy, so how could his clothes get wet.
But then he looked at the ground again, and suddenly he understood what was going on.
The little girl of eight or nine years old, perhaps because she was too frightened, cried silently in his arms all the way. At this moment, her eyes were red and swollen, and the right half of Meng Xiuyuan's clothes was wet because of her little crybaby.
of.
But the girl in white clothes was already wet with sweat at this time, and white smoke was rising faintly from the top of her head. She obviously had exquisite internal energy, and was secretly practicing it to heal herself, so she was sweating so much.
The left half of Meng Xiuyuan's clothes was also wet.
Seeing this scene, Meng Xiuyuan first comforted the little girl with a few words, wiped her crying face with a clean sleeve, and then placed her aside. Then he turned around and walked to the girl in white and came out.
The voice asked:
"Girl, do you need me to help you heal?"
When the girl in white heard the words, she hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Meng Xiu stopped being pretentious and sat cross-legged behind the girl, reaching out and pressing his right palm against her vest.
The deep and mellow pure Yang Qi slowly flowed into the girl's body, and after only one circle of circulation in her meridians, she was refreshed and she slowly opened her eyes.
"flutter!"
The girl immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and felt that the obstruction in her chest suddenly became much smoother.
"Young hero, thank you... Hey young."
The girl felt she had some strength, so she tried to stand up, turned around and saluted Meng Xiuyuan to thank her. Unexpectedly, her feet softened and she fell down uncontrollably, and her whole body flew straight into Meng Xiuyuan's arms.
Although Meng Xiuyuan did not dare to say that he was a gentleman, he did not want to take advantage of others' danger. Seeing this, he gently pushed the palm of his right hand and used his true energy to protect the girl, who took half a step back and stabilized her.
Sitting opposite him.
"I..." The girl didn't have much strength, and she was very shy at the moment. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Meng Xiuyuan, and she spoke hesitantly.
"Let's not talk about anything else. You are seriously injured. I'd better help you heal your injuries first." Meng Xiuyuan shook his head slightly and said.
At this time, there were still Mongolian soldiers hunting outside, so it was not the right time to explore the girl's inner feelings.
"Well... I have a healing method that is suitable for dealing with my current internal injuries. I wonder if you can cooperate with me, young hero, to heal the wounds together?" The girl hesitated for a moment, and finally said weakly.
"Of course." Meng Xiuyuan nodded and said.
Seeing this, the girl in white didn't explain any more, opened her mouth and began to recite a healing formula in her clear and gentle voice.
Meng Xiuyuan listened carefully. In the state of "enlightenment", he quickly realized the profoundness and exquisiteness of it, and he became more and more sure of the identity of the girl in front of him.
This article obviously involves the healing method of Taoist theory, and is obviously the "Healing Chapter" in the "Nine Yin Manual". And the girl in white in front of me is naturally the descendant of the couple in the ancient tomb.
After the girl memorized the scripture once, Meng Xiuyuan had already understood it in his mind. He briefly communicated the slightly difficult parts with the girl, and soon he understood this precious "Nine Yin Zhen".
Completely master the "Healing Chapter" of the Sutra.
Immediately, Meng Xiuyuan stretched out his right palm and touched the left palm of the girl in white. They each used their own luck and practiced according to the law.
To say that this "Healing Chapter" is really magical, it guides the two people's internal forces to work together and merge into one place, running together in the meridians of the girl's body, helping her to calm down the rioting Qi, open up and smooth out the blocked meridians, and even nourish her pain.
damaged organs.
Although it was the first time for Meng Xiuyuan to use this "healing chapter", his internal energy was really too deep, so the therapeutic effect was excellent. It didn't take long for the girl's body to change.
She only felt the hot air coming from Meng Xiuyuan's palm, continuously spreading into her body, like a big river.
Everywhere this Qi reached, the pain in one part of her body was relieved a lot, and she even felt a sense of relief, causing her to quickly relax her brows and look much more normal.
It was at this time that she finally freed up her mind and had the opportunity to take a closer look at the masked young man in front of her.
He has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a face like a crown jade. Even though most of his face is covered by green cloth, it is still difficult to hide his handsome look. He is wearing a decent green robe, but most of it is wet, and there are stains on the collar and neck of his left shoulder.
There were traces of blood on it.
The girl subconsciously touched the corner of her mouth, and sure enough, a pinch of the same black-red fine powder appeared on her finger.
Seeing that the blood in her mouth was stained in such a position, the girl naturally understood how she had thrown herself into Meng Xiuyuan's arms when she was fleeing just now.
She had never been so close to a man in more than ten years of her life. When the girl recalled the hazy feeling along the way, she felt a feeling of shyness and panic in her chest exploding like a fire.
Under this situation, when she felt the thick warmth coming from Meng Xiuyuan's palm and the waves of warmth flowing around her body, the girl's body couldn't help but tremble, and she bit her lips tightly to barely let herself go.
Make a sound.
Meng Xiuyuan was closing his eyes and practicing his kung fu seriously at this time. Suddenly he felt that the girl's inner energy was in chaos, and he almost couldn't control it. He quickly opened his eyes and saw that the girl, who was originally pale and bloodless, had an unknown expression on her face.
The girl hurriedly shook her head, her body trembled again, and she turned her face away, not daring to look at Meng Xiuyuan. It was not until a long time later that she couldn't resist Meng Xiuyuan's doubtful gaze, and she had no choice but to whisper two words: