On this day, on the official road of Weihui Mansion, a carriage came from north to south. The driver was a spirited old man. He was Li Zhengping, known as Feihu in the world. Li Jiaoyue sat in the carriage and started talking from time to time.
Opening the curtains and looking back, she wished Mou Rongtian could appear in front of her.
Instead of waiting for his lover, a monk arrived. The monk was meditating in the middle of the official road. The carriage could not go around it, so it had to stop not far away.
Li Zhengping had been in the world for a long time and was well-informed. He knew that the other party was coming with bad intentions. He jumped off the carriage and stepped forward, clasping his fists and saying, "Master, please come."
The monk smiled at Li Zhengping, stood up, clasped his palms together and recited the Dharma inscription, saying: "Amitabha, Almsgiver Li, I have waited so hard for you, and finally I hope you are here."
Li Zhengping said: "Master, maybe we know each other, but why does Li have no impression of the master at all? What is the name of the master?"
The monk said: "Lao Na Pu Feng."
The word "Pufeng" resonates like thunder in Li Zhengping's ears. There are eight famous monks in the world, and the criterion for evaluation is not sermons and character, but martial arts. Pufeng ranks eighth among the eight famous monks. Although he is ranked at the bottom, he is
His martial arts skills cannot be underestimated.
In addition, Li Zhengping also knew that Pu Feng was not very authentic and had a very bad character. He was not good at eating, drinking, prostitution or gambling. He was not a serious monk. He had bad deeds and was expelled from the Shaolin Temple by Zen Master Vajra Buddha Pudu.
Li Zhengping said: "It turns out to be Master Pufeng. I'm disrespectful. Master, why are you blocking Li's way?"
Pu Feng said with a smile: "I heard that your daughter-in-law has outstanding appearance and is a rare beauty. Zhu Changhong, the eldest son of King Lu, is looking for his concubine. I want to match her with her and make her happy. I wonder what Li Shi's idea is?"
Li Zhengping had long heard about Zhu Changhong, the crown prince of Prince Lu. He was lustful, lustful, and extravagant. He specialized in snaring beauties from all over the country for his sexual pleasure. He raped countless women from good families in his carriages and boats. Pu Feng wanted to kill him.
His precious daughter was dedicated to Zhu Changhong, how could Li Zhengping agree?
The old man turned his back at that moment, said "Bah", "What a shameless evil monk, thank you for your ability to speak out, I'll do it if you get out of the way, otherwise." As he said that, he pulled out the lancet from his back and took a drink.
He said in a voice: "Li, you're going to be rude."
Pu Feng sneered and said: "Donor Li, what can you do if you are not polite? Do you want to fight with me? Just forget it with your two attacks. God has the virtue of good life, I advise you, don't
You are making unnecessary resistance. As long as you obediently hand over your daughter, the dark clouds of the day will dissipate. Let's put aside our weapons, turn our hostility into friendship, and go to Prince Lu's Mansion to have a drink together. Wouldn't it be nice?"
Li Zhengping said angrily: "Evil monk, I will fight with you today." As he said that, he slashed at him with his knife. Pu Feng turned to the side, clasped his palms together and said: "It's so hard to persuade those damned ones with good words. Amitabha, I'm going to open my arms."
Stop killing."
The two of them were fighting together, with a formidable enemy in front of them. Li Zhengping did not dare to neglect, and immediately used his special skill Bagua Wansheng Sword Technique. This set of sword techniques was created by him after he collected what he had learned throughout his life. The sword moves are agile and sharp.
unpredictable.
What Pu Feng performs is the Shaolin's unique skill of Bodhidharma Palm. This set of palm skills is said to have been created by Bodhidharma, the founder of the Shaolin Temple. It has been continuously studied by dozens of generations of Shaolin disciples, taking its essence and discarding its dross, and improving it day by day.
At this time, Li Jiaoyue had gotten out of the car, pulled out the lancet, joined the battle group and said: "Dad, my daughter will help you."
When Pufeng saw that the big girl in front of him was indeed naturally beautiful and delicious, he couldn't help but feel lustful. He thought: "If I can sleep with this girl, what else can I ask for?" But then he thought again, "It would be better to give it to the prince.
Okay, if I present this big girl to the prince, I will definitely reward him with a silver reward. When he gets tired of playing with her, I will play with her until my hands are full, and I will gain both wealth and wealth."
When Li Zhengping saw his daughter coming to help, he was afraid that she would make a mistake, so he shouted: "Girl, you are not needed to deal with this evil monk. Being a father is enough. Please step aside quickly and don't hurt yourself."
The most fearful thing in a battle is distraction. Li Zhengping was unlucky when he was distracted. He received a slap in the chest from Pu Feng, and flew sideways for more than two feet. He fell to the ground, and the lancet fell to the side.
"Daddy!" Li Jiaoyue shouted without caring about fighting anymore, ran to Li Zhengping, helped Li Zhengping sit on the ground, Li Zhengping felt burned inside, stars were shaking in front of his eyes, and blood was flowing down the corners of his mouth.
Li Jiaoyue cried and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from his father's mouth. Li Zhengping closed his eyes slightly to calm down, then opened his eyes and wanted to use the lancet to support him to get up, but found that his palms were empty.
"Where is my knife?" Li Zhengping said weakly.
Li Jiaoyue picked up the knife left by Li Zhengping and handed it over. Li Zhengping grabbed the handle of the knife and thrust it into the ground with his backhand. He stood up unsteadily and said: "Evil monk, Li will fight you for another three hundred rounds."
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Li Jiaoyue cried and said: "Dad, you are seriously injured. You can't fight anymore."
Li Zhengping smiled slightly, stroked his daughter's hair, and said kindly: "Don't worry, daddy is fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhengping felt an uneasy feeling in his stomach, his throat was fishy, a stream of blood rushed out of his mouth, his vision went dark, and he fainted.
Li Jiaoyue hurriedly helped him, slowly placed Li Zhengping on the ground, pinched his body, took out the golden sore medicine, opened Li Zhengping's mouth, and helped him take it.
It took a long time for Li Zhengping to wake up. He knew that he was dying. At this moment, he had thousands of words to say to his daughter. Li Jiaoyue didn't know that she was not actually Li Zhengping's biological child, but an orphan adopted by him. It was just that Li Jiaoyue was still a child at that time.
, was only three years old and could not remember anything. Li Zhengping wanted to tell the mystery of his daughter's life experience, but the enemy was currently forbidding him to say any more.
Li Zhengping suppressed the grief in his heart, took Li Jiaoyue's hand, and said sadly: "I'm afraid Daddy is dying. My son, please leave quickly. With your lightness, the evil monk can't catch you. Leave quickly! If you wait any longer, it will be too late."
Li Jiaoyue, known as the Pretty Civet Cat in the world, was indeed very good at lightness. If she ran away at this time, Pu Feng might not be able to catch up. But she didn’t want to leave. She burst into tears and choked up: “Dad, how can my daughter abandon you and live alone?
Not leaving."
Pu Feng sneered and said: "You can't leave even if you want to." Just as he was about to go forward and catch Li Jiaoyue, he suddenly heard someone in the distance shouting: "Stop the vicious monk, a certain family has arrived."
Pu Feng saw a horse galloping towards him. He was immediately sitting upright with a big man, wearing a royal flying fish suit. He was tall and burly, with a very majestic appearance. He knew this man. He was the disciple and disciple of Vajra Buddha Pudu, the head of the Shaolin Temple whom he hated every day.
Nephew Tiehu Mou Rongtian.
Pu Feng thought to himself: "Why is this kid here? It doesn't matter if he is here. I remember that old man Pudu caught me and kicked me out of the school for a moment. This revenge has not been avenged to this day. The old man regards Mou Rongtian as his own son. If I take him
If Mou Rongtian is killed, the old man will die of pain."
Mou Rongtian rode his horse to get closer, flew off his horse, and saw Li Zhengping lying on the ground dying. Li Jiaoyue was crying beside him, and stepped forward and said, "Don't be afraid of the bright moon, I'm coming."
Li Jiaoyue threw herself into Mou Rongtian's arms and choked with sobs: "Why did you come here? Daddy is seriously injured. I'm afraid he may not survive."
Mou Rongtian comforted him: "Don't worry, Uncle Shi will be fine. Just step aside and let me deal with this vicious monk."
Pu Feng stared at Mou Rongtian hatefully, his eyes full of hostility, and said coldly: "Boy, why are you still not polite when you see your master? There are no rules. No wonder you are the apprentice of that old man Pudu."
Mou Rongtian shouted and said: "Stop, don't insult my master. Can you, a scum of the Shaolin Temple, bear Mou's great gift and worship? Mou will clean up the door of the Shaolin Temple today."
"Ha..." Pu Feng laughed wildly, "Boy, you underestimate me too much. You want to deal with me with your three-legged cat skills. It's really a fool's errand."
Mou Rongtian pressed the spring and pulled out the tiger-head embroidered spring knife with a clang, and said coldly: "Pufeng, Mou will let you see the power of this sword today."
Xiuchun Dao is the standard sword of Jinyiwei. Its shape is a combination of Tang Dao and Shaolin Plum Blossom Dao. The main characteristics of a single sword are that it is light, long and narrow, and slightly curved, making it easy to carry and attack at mid-range.
The tiger head embroidered spring knife is different from the ordinary embroidered spring knife. In order to commend the achievements of Mou Rongtian's ancestor Mou Bin, the commander of the Jinyiwei, Emperor Hongzhi specially found a skilled craftsman to create a sword that can cut gold, cut jade, and sharpen iron like mud. This knife
The handle of the knife is a tiger head made of copper, which is carefully carved and lifelike, so the knife is called the Tiger Head Embroidered Spring Knife.
There is a poem praising it: "The spring knife embroidered with a tiger's head was made by the famous craftsman Ou Ye. It can cut gold and jade, and the sharp blade can blow hair. The Mou family is a good son, and he fights on the battlefield. His sword defeats the bandits, and his reputation spreads far and wide."
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