Chapter 165 I want to be your godfather
Half an hour later.
Chu Pingsheng repeatedly confirmed that the atrophied and clogged meridians in the extinct body had been repaired, and it was even a blessing in disguise. Under the harmonious environment of yin and yang, the Ren and Du meridians were successfully connected, and his power was greatly increased, so he collected his power, exhaled, and put on his clothes.
In the current extinction situation, even without the help of Yitian Sword, Kong Wen, the host of Shaolin Temple, is no longer her opponent.
Because the effect of Qijue Wuyingsha was still there, Chu Pingsheng was not worried that she would hurt him, and he opened her acupuncture points with a single finger.
After regaining some ability to move, Miejie glanced at him with a malicious look. He didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly rushed forward, picked up the Yitian Sword that was thrown on the ground, pulled out the sword and wiped it against his neck.
Chu Pingsheng had quick eyes and quick hands and slapped her wrist with his palm.
Danglang.
The Yitian Sword fell to the ground.
“Dog thief, why don’t you let me die?” Miejie touched his eyebrows that he had trimmed with a knife after he was done, with a vicious look on his face: “It’s a shame for the Condor Man to have a descendant like you. .”
Chu Pingsheng shrugged and said with an indifferent attitude: "Go ahead and scold me. No matter how harsh you scold me, it won't change the fact that I saved your life."
In fact, he was quite helpless.
In the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, three people, Han Xiaoying, Sun Buer, and Cheng Yaojia, are vying to sacrifice themselves to save themselves. Here he not only helps Mie Mie Lao Ni...well, Mie Miebi, who is thirty-eight or nineteen years old, The eldest disciple Jingxuan is still a year or two younger, so it seems inappropriate to use an old nun.
In short, he not only saved her life, but also helped her break through, but in the end she was resented. If we put it in modern society, those aunts in their thirties would wake up laughing when they encounter such a good thing, okay? .
Miejie's clothes were disheveled and he gasped and said: "I would rather die."
"Okay, if you want to die, it's up to you." He kicked the Yitian Sword over.
Mie Yan grabbed the hilt of the sword and pushed it across his neck, squinting his eyes and staring at him coldly. The sharp sword blade cut through the outer skin, and a trace of bright red slowly trickled down.
"If you think about it carefully, when you die, the Emei Sect in chaos can add some excitement to the martial arts world. Although I am not interested in the game of turf war between the six major sects and the Mingjiao, but It’s good to have some fun.”
“…”
Hearing this, Mie Mie’s hands trembled, and the determination in his eyes began to soften.
At the beginning, Master Fengling only accepted two disciples: she and Gu Hongzi. Now more than twenty years later, the Emei Sect has grown into a famous sect with more than 200 disciples. She believes that all of this is her own credit. She was really reluctant to let her go, and she could also think that if the leader who was known for his harshness and cruelty died, it would affect the ability of several disciples of his generation, not to mention continuing to strengthen the Emei Sect, whether it would be possible to settle the Men's Court. Those fourth-generation disciples are all a problem.
“You don’t want others to know about it and ruin the reputation of Buddhism, and I don’t want others to know about it and ruin the reputation of my ancestors, so you know this matter and I know it, and heaven knows and earth knows it, and it will never happen again. The third person knows. "
"This poison is not fatal, it will cure itself in three hours." Chu Pingsheng said and turned around: "Live or die, it's up to you."
Throw it away. After saying these words, with the faint sound of clothes, his figure disappeared into the vast night.
Mie Mie held the Yitian Sword in his hand. He showed determination several times, then slowly relaxed. Finally, his hand shook, and the Yitian Sword fell to the ground with a clang.
This time no one stopped her, she threw it away on her own initiative.
"Yang, please wait for me. One day you will find a disciple who can pass on the mantle and obtain the Nine Yin Scriptures in the Yitian Sword. I will kill you on Mount Zhongnan and cut you into pieces. "To repay today's shame," Master Miejie said angrily.
Half an hour later, an exclamation sounded in the meditation room.
"Master, your injury...that masked man didn't do anything to you, right?"
"Why are you panicking? Master just lost his strength, and the masked man was hit by a trick for the master. The Buddha’s light shines everywhere, and he has escaped through the window. By the way, where is Jingxu?”
"I saw that Senior Sister Jingxu was very tired, so I asked her to go back to rest. Who would have thought... that the masked man actually tapped her acupuncture points. I should have known this, but I really shouldn't have... Fortunately, the master is fine, otherwise the disciple would have died." Mo Shu."
"Okay, don't blame yourself, that man's martial arts is extremely high, even if Jingxu is here, he is no match."
"Master."
"Don't worry, I'll just rest for an hour or two. You can go down first."
"Do you want me to inform Senior Sister and the others?"
"No need."
"Oh, if you need it, master, just call me, the disciple is outside."
"Okay."
......
< br>A few days later.
The leader's health returned to normal, and not only that, but as a blessing in disguise, his skills greatly increased, and he developed "Buddha's Light", which ranked only under the Four Elephant Palms. Jingxuan and others were greatly refreshed. The results of the treatment of Chu Pingsheng and Ji Xiaofu were also released. Most people believed that it was because the leader was in a good mood after practicing successfully. The two were given a lighter sentence. Ji Xiaofu did not say anything and was expelled from Emei, but she did not take it back. Her martial arts, in view of Chu Pingsheng's actions in Wudang Mountain, was exempted from punishment for the sake of Zhenren Zhang and the descendants of the Condor Heroes, but this would not be the case in the future.
"Cousin, Senior Sister Liu and others say that our master is kind-hearted. What do you think of this matter?"
"Yes, the punishment is light."
“I don’t think so.” Hu Fengying sneered: “Master’s punishment didn’t seem serious, but he forcibly separated those two people. Aren’t they deeply in love? Didn’t they even marry each other at the order of their parents? Don’t you even care? Even the children are born, how about now? One is on the mountain and the other is at the bottom of the mountain. They are only better than the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. The most painful thing is to grind the flesh with a dull knife, hahahaha..."
She smiled very proudly and was very excited.
Ding Minjun looked at his niece who was almost possessed by love and hate, and felt that she was very pitiful.
Ji Xiaofu’s child is not Chu Pingsheng’s at all. Although I don’t know why he took the blame on himself, what is certain is that he most likely did this to protect the couple. mother and daughter.
"Cousin, aren't you happy that Chu Pingsheng ended up like this?"
"Happy, very happy."
"Huh, in the end, the master didn't pass on the Emei Nine Yang Kung to him, but I sincerely hope he can live a few more years."
Ding Minjun's eyes looked even sadder when he looked at his niece. The whole Emei sect has two hundred A disciple of many disciples, she is the only one who knows that the Xuanming Divine Palm that everyone talks about is not only ineffective against the devil, but also contributes to him. In this way, the Wudang Mountain side lost both his wife and his troops. , and those who ridicule him and target him because they think he is about to die will eventually shoot themselves in the foot. At this point, Cao Qing's fate is a lesson learned from the past.
……
A few days have passed.
At the foot of Mount Emei, on an official road near Jiading Prefecture.
Ji Xiaofu, who was wearing a pale pink dress, was holding a little girl about four or five years old and looking at Chu Pingsheng with a smile.
“This is my daughter, I have no regrets.”
The little girl has a pink face, two braids at the back, and a pair of big eyes. Looking at the boy who was much taller than her.
Chu Pingsheng touched her head, took out a treasure gourd-shaped eight-hole xun with little figures engraved on the surface that he bought at the market, and handed it over: "Take this, dad gave it to you. Gift."
Ji Xiaofu glared at him bitterly.
"Ahem, then...godfather?"
Ji Xiaofu glared at him again and thrust the xun into Yang Buhui's hand: "Buhui, call me brother."
The little girl was a little afraid of strangers. She looked at Chu Pingsheng carefully for a while and called out in a sweet voice, "Brother." Someone." Ji Xiaofu knelt down and straightened her crooked jacket.
"Yes." The little girl nodded, then raised her head and looked at him carefully, as if she wanted to remember that face.
"Okay, it's getting late, be careful on the road." Chu Pingsheng patted the green horse's back and motioned for the two of them to get on the horse.
Ji Xiaofu put Yang Buhui on the saddle, looked back for a while, her eyes were red, and suddenly she hugged him into her arms: "Promise me, you won't die..."
< br>Chu Pingsheng said: "Don't worry, the fortune teller said that although I had a rough youth, fortunately with the help of noble people, I will eventually turn the danger into safety, and then soar into the sky, with an unlimited future."
Ji Xiaofuqiang He smiled and said, "Just be poor."
"Not really."
"By the way, there is also Master. Remember to follow her direction when encountering problems in the future, otherwise you will suffer a big loss."
"Okay, okay, I understand." Chu Pingsheng rolled his eyes: "In the future It’s not like we can’t see each other anymore, it’s like parting with someone else.”
Ji Xiaofu got on her horse and hugged Yang Buhui, who was looking at them curiously.
Chu Pingsheng slapped the horse's butt, and the green horse galloped forward.
After walking about a foot and a half, she suddenly turned around and hesitated to speak. For a moment, she finally said nothing. She just sighed, shook the reins, and urged the horse forward.
嘘嘘嘚嘚...
The green horse flew away in the wind.
Chu Pingsheng turned around and walked up the mountain, muttering in a low voice: "It's time to start the next step in the plan to seize power. By the way, should we exterminate the Nine Yin Scriptures in the future and watch her fight her way into the Tomb of the Living Dead? ? That must be fun. And the palm technique of Buddha's Light is... strange, really strange."
(End of this chapter)