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Chapter 89 Parting and Meeting

"Why are you sending me away?" When there was no one else around, the little girl said softly while helping Qin Changfeng bandage his wounds.

Qin Changfeng smiled helplessly: "Do you know what a monk is? A monk cannot have women around him! So following me is not a long-term solution after all. Although Master Miejie looks fierce, she is protective of her disciples.

Tight, of course, the premise is that you don’t annoy her... Emei martial arts originated from Guo Xiang’s heroine, and the orthodoxy of the famous family has a long history. If you join Emei, you can learn the skills well. In the future..."

"What will happen in the future?" The little girl Huizhi Lanxin immediately felt something from Qin Changfeng's pause.

Qin Changfeng stopped talking, touched her little head and said with a smile: "You will know in the future. Learn martial arts from Master Jue first. Remember, after you enter Emei, you only need to concentrate on practicing Emei Jiu."

Even if someone else teaches you Yangshen Kung Fu, Emei Sword Technique, and other martial arts, you can just deal with them casually."

One has to be good at martial arts, especially a little girl like Zhou Zhiruo. If she doesn't concentrate, she will hardly achieve anything after practicing for seven, eight or ten years.

While Qin Changfeng was giving instructions to Zhou Zhiruo, footsteps were heard outside the door, and then Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu walked over. They raised their hands and said, "Thank you to the holy monk for repelling Granny Jinhua and saving our lives."

, but just in case Grandma Jinhua leaves and comes back, we can’t stay here anymore, so we are preparing to leave Butterfly Valley, so we came here to say goodbye to the holy monk.”

When Qin Changfeng heard this, he curved his lips and said with a smile: "It's easy for the two donors to leave, but the poor monk still wants to ask for two things from you..."

After listening to Qin Changfeng's words, Wang Nangu immediately asked warily: "What is it? Didn't the poison you asked for be given to you?"

Qin Changfeng smiled lightly and said: "What you gave me is just a reward for sending Grandma Jinhua away. Don't forget the two donors. Master Jiejie is coming later. If she wasn't a poor monk, do you think she would let you go?"

Two Mingjiao believers?"

Both the couple were choked by Qin Changfeng and were speechless. After a while, Hu Qingniu blew his beard and hummed: "Tell me, what do you want?"

Qin Changfeng said: "The medical classics and poisonous classics compiled by the two of you have learned all your life!"

"How do you know this?" The two of them were startled. They did have a book full of medical and poisonous skills in their arms at the moment, but they couldn't figure out how Qin Changfeng could handle such a secret thing.

knew.

Qin Changfeng grinned: "You two have forgotten? The poor monk has Su Hui!"

Hu Qingniu and his wife: "..."

"for you!"

Although Qin Changfeng always smiled and thought he smiled very gently, Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu had a cold war. They felt that the monk in front of them was more elusive than a ghost, and they knew not to give anything to Qin Changfeng.

The probability of the two of them leaving safely was infinitely close to zero, so they each took out a handwritten manuscript from their arms and threw it to Qin Changfeng, and then left without looking back.

Qin Changfeng handed both books to Miss Zhou and said with a smile: "After you go to Emei and practice martial arts, you might as well study the medical and poisonous arts. After you learn it, the poor monk may want to learn more about it in the future."

It’s up to you to save my life.”

The little girl obeyed and put away the two books, asked him to sit down, and continued to bandage his wounds seriously.

Qin Changfeng whispered: "Actually, these wounds are no longer bleeding, and they will heal automatically in a short time."

The little girl shook her head slightly and did not answer. She just stubbornly bandaged all the wounds and then smiled at him and said, "Okay."

Qin Changfengfeng nodded helplessly and said: "Go and pack your things. Master Jue has a bad temper and may be impatient with waiting. You can't leave a bad impression on Master before we even start."

.”

After a while, the little girl packed up a small baggage. Before going out, she suddenly smiled at Qin Changfeng and said, "Brother Saint Monk, you have carved so many wood carvings, can you give one to Zhiruo?"

Qin Changfeng was slightly startled, then put his hand into his sleeve robe, took out a wooden mask from the storage space and gave it to her.

The mask has a smile on half of the face, and a green face with fangs on the other half. The difference from before is that this mask is the size of a human face and can really be worn on the face. In the past, Qin Changfeng would often wear it when he walked around the world, just like the title given to him by the world.

Same, half devil and half Buddha.

Qin Changfeng looked slightly embarrassed, because it was a bit inappropriate to give such a mask to a little girl, but now he didn't have anything better.

Arriving at the entrance of the valley, Zhou Zhiruo saluted with his hands clasped together and smiled faintly at Qin Changfeng before seeing the Queen Mother Miejie Shitai.

It wasn't until their backs completely disappeared that Qin Changfeng lowered his head and looked at Zhang Wuji, who was looking lonely at the side, and said, "Let's go too."

"Where to go?" Hu Qingniu left, Zhou Zhiruo also left. Zhang Wuji lost hope of treatment and playmates one after another. He was in a low mood, so his voice was also very low.

Qin Changfeng took him back and simply packed a few clothes, and then started on the road, saying: "Your illness can't be cured by medicine at all, so even if Hu Qingniu doesn't leave, it won't help. Only the complete Nine Yang Magic Formula

Only then can you be completely cured!"

Zhang Wuji lowered his head and said: "But I heard from Grand Master that the complete Nine Sun Magic Technique has been lost long ago..."

Qin Changfeng continued: "It's not lost, but missing. The poor monk once heard a secret when he was in Shaolin Temple, saying that the man who stole the Nine Yang Magic Art from Shaolin hid the scriptures in the belly of a blue ape.

Later, this person was chased and killed in the Kunlun Mountains, so the ape must also be in the Kunlun Mountains. Regardless of whether it is dead or alive, there is more than a 90% chance that the Nine Yang Manual is still near the Kunlun Mountains."

Listening to Qin Changfeng's words, Zhang Wuji's eyes seemed to light up, and then quickly dimmed again, and he said: "I heard that the Kunlun Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles. We are looking for some scriptures. Isn't it like looking for a needle in a haystack?"

"For others, it's like finding a needle in a haystack, but for you... maybe it's like a magnet that attracts needles." Qin Changfeng thought to himself, blindly climbing mountains and cliffs to search. There is indeed little hope. The only one who can place hope is Zhang Wuji's.

The fate of the protagonist.

Luck sounds mysterious and mysterious. It cannot be seen or touched, but it is real. Especially the characters in the fantasy world. Their existence has certain inevitable trajectories. This trajectory is related to the entire fantasy.

The world evolves as it develops, so the character Qin Changfeng lets Zhang Wuji try his luck on his own according to the original trajectory, which is far more reliable than taking him with him to find it.

For Qin Changfeng, the Nine Yang Magic is just the icing on the cake. It's better if you have it, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it. Anyway, he doesn't plan to practice it himself.

For Zhang Wuji, it was a last resort. In this era without satellites and space shuttles, except for luck, Qin Changfeng really didn't know how to find a valley under the cliff in the vast mountains, and then return to the valley.

Found a group of monkeys inside...

"Actually, the poor monk also went looking for it three years ago, and finally found the clue that the person who stole the book died near Zhuwu Lianzhuang. Therefore, the most likely place where the ape who hid the scriptures is is also nearby. Later, the poor monk

The monk had other things to do, so he had to leave, and the clues were interrupted... The poor monk told you this to give you a hope of survival. As for whether you can find the scriptures, it all depends on your own luck."

Passing by a ravine more than one foot wide, Qin Changfeng picked up Zhang Wuji on his back and jumped over. At the same time, he said: "Now, let the poor monk take you back to Wudang, let the Wudang heroes take you to find it, or do you go alone?"

Searching?"

Zhang Wuji began to think deeply after hearing this. Of course he knew that it would be better to let the Wudang heroes accompany him to find him, but he thought that there was little hope in the first place, so why bother to work hard for Wudang and mobilize troops? If he still didn't find it in the end, not only would the Grand Master and his uncle

They were happy in vain, only to be afraid that they would be even more sad when they died in the end.

Instead of doing this, it is better to go alone, cure the disease when you find it and go back happily, and die quietly outside if you can't find anyone.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Wuji relaxed his mind and smiled sadly at Qin Changfeng: "Thank you, the holy monk, for your guidance. Let me go on my own. I have been troublesome to others since I was seven years old, and I don't want to do anything about it now."

That’s it.”

"Okay, poor monk, I believe you are lucky and will definitely find it." Qin Changfeng was calm. He really wanted to help Zhang Wuji find the secret book in person, so as to improve the progress of the task of being titled Saint Walker. However, his time was precious and expensive.

One trial point is spent every day, so it is naturally impossible to go back and do this kind of thing yourself.

Just as he was talking, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him, one tall and one short, but they were Ji Xiaofu and her daughter Yang Buhui. It turned out that she was worried that if she didn't walk fast with Yang Buhui, her senior sister and junior sister would catch up, so

She didn't go far, she just hid nearby after leaving the sight of the exterminator. Now she was standing on the roadside with her daughter, as if she was specially waiting for them.

After meeting, they learned that Ji Xiaofu felt that it was difficult to protect her daughter Zhou Quan alone from the Emei Sect's pursuit, so she planned to go to Kunlun to hand over Yang Buhui to her father Yang Xiao. Qin Changfeng entrusted Zhang Wuji to him as well.

Kunlun, before leaving, told Zhang Wuji not to tell anyone about the Nine Yang Scripture.

Three months later, Qin Changfeng crossed most of the Central Plains and arrived at Dadu, the capital of the Yuan Dynasty.

He came here for revenge, and it is easiest to find the two elders Xuan Ming who have taken refuge in Ruyang Prince's Palace here.

But what Qin Changfeng didn't expect was that the first acquaintance he saw after arriving in Dadu was Huixu, whom he had never expected, and it was at the entrance of the brothel...

Qin Changfeng accidentally met Huixu, whom he had not seen for several years, in an alley in the capital city. This was an alley only half a foot wide, with a brothel at the entrance. When Qin Changfeng walked over, Huixu happened to be

Two big men with big shoulders and round waists came out of it. The moment they saw Qin Changfeng, the fat man who was getting fatter stood up in shock and rubbed his eyes, as if he was worried that he was hallucinating.

Qin Changfeng didn't say anything, just looked at him with a faint smile.

After a few seconds, a big man next to Huixu thought that Qin Changfeng was deliberately blocking the road, so he shook the black hair on his chest and cursed: "Bald donkey blinded you, how dare you block Boss Wang?"

The road? Get out of the way quickly, haven’t you heard that a good dog doesn’t block the road?”

"Boss Wang?" Qin Changfeng's eyes gradually narrowed, and the smile at the corner of his mouth turned into something half-smiling.

When Huixu saw him like this, he immediately shuddered and seemed to have come to his senses. He hurriedly ran forward a few steps and knelt at the feet of Qin Changfeng with a plop and prostrated: "Disciple Huixu pays homage to my uncle!"

Qin Changfeng looked down at him expressionlessly and said with a slight smile: "Not bad, you still know that you are a Shaolin disciple?"

"This..." Beads of sweat formed on Huixu's forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye. He knew that he had indeed had a good relationship with this young master's uncle a few years ago, but that was only under the premise that he was a Shaolin disciple. At that time, he

Leaving without saying goodbye can be regarded as betraying Shanmen. It is natural for Qin Changfeng, his master's uncle, to beat him to death with one palm.

At this time, the two big men who were originally following Huixu were completely frightened. The one who had scolded Qin Changfeng stood there at a loss, while the other one rolled his eyes and hurriedly turned around and ran back.

That brothel is called Wanhualou.

Then, after only a dozen breaths, a middle-aged woman with still charming charm hurried over with small steps. She stepped forward to pull up Huixu who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Ms. sir, what's going on?

?”

"Huh?" Qin Changfeng was almost stunned. The two people ran out of the brothel one after another. The woman even called a former monk her husband... What kind of logic is this?

When Huixu saw Qin Changfeng looking at the middle-aged beautiful woman with a frown, he immediately knocked his head on the stone slab and begged: "Thousands of mistakes are all my fault. I am willing to bear all the blame. I only ask the teacher

Uncle, please don’t involve other people.”

Seeing his eagerness to protect his wife, Qin Changfeng sighed: "When did I become a person who likes to kill innocent people indiscriminately in your eyes?"

Huixu whispered: "Disciples have also heard of the name of Demon Buddha..."

Qin Changfeng chuckled and said: "I'm afraid it's not just a little bit of hearing, but it's like thunder, right?"

Huixu suddenly smiled awkwardly. He and Qin Changfeng had stayed in the Shaolin Temple for ten years, so naturally he knew some of his habits. If he showed no expression or smiled, then someone must be in trouble. If

If he shows a cold expression and expresses his dissatisfaction, there is a high probability that nothing will happen to him.

Sure enough, Qin Changfeng did not continue to embarrass him, but said: "Get up and take me to a place to rest."

"Yes, please come to our uncle and disciples." Huixu got up with a smile on his face. Since Qin Changfeng didn't say he would punish him, it meant that he would turn a blind eye and no longer pursue him for defecting to Shaolin.

It's over.

In fact, Qin Changfeng had no intention of making a fuss about this matter from the beginning. He was not the abbot of Shaolin. It didn't matter to him that a disciple who didn't want to be a monk left privately, not to mention that this person was half his friend.

PS: I'm late back from visiting relatives, sorry! Today is a big chapter, and also...why don't I ask for votes and recommend less votes?!!!


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