Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 143 If Floating on the Sea and Looking at Jieshi
Staring at the mess on the ground, Jiang Wen did not choose to continue chasing.

Monk Yankong was hit by Jiang Wenyi's [-] Dragon Subduing Palms, and he was able to get out of the chaos with his profound internal strength. He is indeed the number one master in Fuzhou City today.

If it is about fighting alone, he can be worthy of anyone. If he hadn't been bitten by the iron and copper teeth of the little stone tonight, he might not be held back by the two children.

Jiang Wen's Longchang Enlightenment is halfway through, and he has already gained a lot. If he hadn't received a subpoena from the Chang brothers, he would never have broken out of prison anyway.

But the situation is even more treacherous now, and some people have already sent their ideas to the Fuwei Escort, as if they were throwing stones to ask for directions, trying to startle them out of hiding behind.

But Jiang Wen finally turned from the bright place to the dark place, and now he has vaguely figured out some clues. Once he decides to re-enter the game, he must bring a thunderous momentum and point his sword directly at Ling Xiao.

Now is not the time, and it happens to be the time when the last fire is lacking - but Jiang Wen thinks that maybe he can make the fire flourish by himself.

At this moment, Hong Wending was extremely unstable mentally and mentally. Standing beside Jiang Wen, he was on full alert. The purple silk marks on his face fluctuated like tides, changing strangely with every breath.

Jiang Wen quietly stretched out his left hand, pouring out his internal energy, quietly took away the hatchet from his waist with the Dragon Capture Kungfu, and immediately threw it back to Wending, hoping to awaken a trace of clarity in his altar.

However, as the rusty hatchet fell in front of him, Hong Wending, who was lying on the ground, was stunned. He stared at the strange thing in a daze, his eyes loosened a little, but he still didn't dare to go forward, let alone regain his sanity.

"That's right. Although the Eighteenth Road of Chaishan is still in his mind, as the Dragon Form Fist grows stronger again, these comprehensions can only be kept clear. If they want to wake them up completely, it may be a drop in the bucket."

Jiang Wen tried to use the melody of the Purifying Heart Mantra to help him fight against the dragon-shaped phantom circling in his mind. After tossing and tossing for a long time, he finally got Hong Wending to stand up from the state of being on all fours, holding a hatchet and falling into deep thought , but no response to how to call, the symptoms of dementia are already more serious than small stones.

"Could it be really stupid... How can I explain to Hong Xiguan later?"

Jiang Wen scratched his head, and dragged Hong Wending back to the alley, where he first met Xiao Shitou and the Chang brothers, and then made further calculations.

As soon as you enter the alley, the half-human, half-ghost figure floats up and down.

Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi were willing to be Jiang Wen's eyes and ears for an exchange like a fairy tale. They ran all over the place non-stop for the past few days, listening to all suspicious rumors, big and small.

Jiang Wen could tell that the Chang brothers didn't believe in themselves so unconditionally, they just didn't know what to do.

Now that their vengeance has not been avenged, the two people who are at a loss can only rely on their monstrous hatred for the master killer, trying to numb themselves without sleep and regret for a few days, so that they look more like The ecstasy of the tour went wrong.

"Little Shitou, who is in the sack?"

When Jiang Wen returned to the alley, Xiao Shishi was still squatting on the ground carefully looking at the girl in the bag, and almost poked him with a branch.

Little Shitou didn't lift it up, and replied with incomparable certainty: "It's Junior Sister."

Jiang Wen suddenly became furious: "Junior sister is taller than you after a few days? Are you blind as a teacher?!"

Little Shitou firmly pointed at the girl and said, "It's Junior Sister."

Jiang Wen frowned and thought for a while, and finally understood what he meant.

"...Junior Sister is lost again? Don't worry, I don't blame you for being a teacher this time. Tell me who she is, and she has to be sent back."

Little Shitou tilted his head and pondered for a while, then nodded slightly: "Oh, I don't know."

...Who said Xiao Shitou was stupid?From Jiang Wen's point of view, his IQ has jumped to the second place among his disciples, completely surpassing Wen Ding now!

The girl in the sack was still asleep, her eyebrows were slightly wet as if she had cried, and her breathing was long and even.She looked only eleven or twelve years old, and her facial features were already bright and attractive, showing a somewhat mature appearance.

Looking at the complete clothes on her body, and no signs of struggle or scratches on her hands and feet, it is clear that although Monk Hua caught someone just now, he was interrupted before he could get his hands on - Jiang Wen can imagine that the violent and disobedient monk will have a bad temper tonight The evil fire hadn't vented yet, but the dream was interrupted by Xiao Shi and Wen Ding, what kind of collapse is it now.

"It looks like it was tapped to sleep..."

Jiang Wen thought about it for a while, and it is reasonable that the sleeping point is at the waist and eyes, but there are many restrictions on acupuncture skills, Jiang Wen is not interested in studying too much, until now, he can only use a stick to tap the Baihui point.

After much deliberation, he decided to remain unchanged.

I saw Jiang Wen pushed aside the girl's sleeves, tapped his pulse with two fingers, and sent out a stream of yang and yang zhenqi.

The Nine Suns Manual exhales the Nine Yangs and embraces one Han Yuan, which is the holy scripture of healing. As the true energy enters the meridian, it immediately begins to wash and cut the acupoints over and over again, promoting the vitality of the blood, her closed eyes slowly Shaking slowly, I finally heard the girl wake up slightly after a groan, and slowly opened her eyes.

The eyes of the girl who opened her eyes were full of mist, and it took a long time to see things clearly.

At this time, in the deep alley, the light was erratic all the time, the cold wind was howling, and the night stars were awe-inspiring. A few people dressed in strange clothes were looking at her without saying a word.

In the next second, Jiang Wen saw that the girl's bright face paled instantly, and expressions such as confusion, thinking, hesitation, fear, concealment, despair, and acceptance of fate flashed in colorful eyes.

Jiang Wen was also very curious that a person's expression could really be so vivid, which made him instantly imagine a tragic emotional drama.

"Girl, don't be afraid, we are just passers-by people from the rivers and lakes, and we are also the ones who saved you from the bald flower pickers."

The miserable look on the girl's face receded slightly, and she looked around hesitantly, as if she wanted to see clearly the appearance of the savior next to her.

Relying on Jiang Wen, who was wearing a Taoist robe, she struggled to climb out of the sack, and then looked along the line of sight, and saw the Chang brothers who were climbing the wall with hooks and claws at the entrance of the alley. , Hao Xuan did not scream on the spot.

"Don't be afraid. Those two came out at night and returned at dawn. They happened to be passing by today. It was my two apprentices who really saved you."

Jiang Wen hurriedly added.

Then she looked at Jiang Wen, who was as honest and sincere as possible, she still had lingering fears, so she bravely turned her face away, and immediately saw the dumb little stone, who was moving his head very close, as if he wanted to sniff her body. smell.

"It's obviously the taste..."

The girl was so frightened that she backed up one after another. She leaned her back against a solid wall before she dared to point to the small stone and shout, "Eat... eat people! He can eat people!"

Jiang Wen immediately explained with kindness and kindness: "This female benefactor, my big apprentice is best at subduing demons and eliminating demons. Although he has a rough face and a thunderous mouth, he is not a monster that eats people."

"But...but..."

The girl hesitated to speak out.

She obviously confirmed something, but she was afraid of angering the group of suspicious people in front of her. In the eyes that were about to cry, she finally saw Hong Wending who looked like a demented man with a hatchet in his hand, standing beside him with injuries all over his body. No sound.

For a moment, the girl's eyes flashed with brilliance, she got up from the ground in an instant, rushed forward and held Hong Wending's hand, and said in an incomparable tone.

"Young man, it was you who saved me again! You still hurt me so badly because of me, please don't let anything happen to you!"

All Jiang Wen's previous explanations seemed insignificant after she saw Hong Wending, and the girl no longer had the slightest doubt.

"Uh...Actually, I did my best too..."

I don't know why, Jiang Wen immediately thought of the allusion that there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that he promised to be a cow and a horse with his body. He only felt that he was the one who was seriously injured, and the one who was stabbed in the heart and could not be cured by medicine. kind.

This arena is really too cruel, maybe it's better for me to retire again?

But Jiang Wen thought about it carefully, and he seemed to be used to it, and the person who tortured him last time was also surnamed Hong--I didn't expect that apart from the appearance, temperament, martial arts understanding and ability of the Hong family, even the fate of women was passed down from generation to generation. frenzied.

"Girl, my apprentice is fine. I will send him to heal later. But what is your name and where do you live? I will send you back first."

When the girl heard the words, she immediately lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

"Sorry, I didn't expect my family to suffer such misfortune at such a young age..."

The girl said sadly: "The Taoist priest misunderstood. My surname is Tian, ​​and my father is the head of the northern sect of Tianlongmen, but he doesn't want me anymore. Tonight, my father ordered my sleeping point and said that he would send me to the imperial court. The one who made atonement for the Tian family..."

Jiang Wen looked at the charming eleven or twelve-year-old girl in front of him, and his eyes became more and more surprised when he heard her words.

This child...is actually Tian Guinong's daughter, the future "Jinmao Diao" Tian Qingwen?

It's all because the broken system on his body is not strong enough. Jiang Wen subconsciously forgot the function of Tianyan's inspection after not using it for too long. Obviously, he only needed to check the information to know the identity of the other party when he was passing the pulse just now.

Jiang Wen stepped forward pretending to be concerned, and while pulling Hong Wending forward, he patted the sobbing girl on the shoulder lightly, and a message cascaded down, which Jiang Wen could see clearly.

【Name: Tian Qingwen】

【Age: 12 years old】

【Evaluation of Comprehension: Jade in the Rock】

[Gengu evaluation: mediocre qualifications]

[Martial Arts Evaluation: A First Look at the Way]

[Practical evaluation: know nothing]

[Comprehensive knight level: slightly familiar with fists and feet]

[Mastering martial arts: Tianlong swordsmanship (introduction), Tianlong heart method (introduction)]

[Character description: An ordinary martial arts junior, the martial arts atmosphere of her background gave her a good starting point, but her own talent and temperament limit the possibility of being outstanding. 】

Jiang Wen shook his head secretly, this time it was really tricky.

"It's already cold and dewy at night, and this place is not a place to stay for long. Two judges, let's talk in another place tonight."

The black and white figures floated down from mid-air like ghosts, so light that they landed silently. They looked at Jiang Wen with bloodshot eyes, and their lips were full of cracked and dry wounds.

"You have offended the lackeys of the Tartars."

"Where can I hide now?"

The two brothers were still talking with each other, their voices were hoarse and unpleasant, and Tian Qingwen was so frightened that he hid behind Hong Wending secretly.

"That monk seems to be unscrupulous, but he is actually very suspicious. There are many places in the city that he dare not touch easily. Don't worry, he will not act wild..."

Jiang Wen slowly revealed a mysterious face, pointed in a certain direction, and then smiled without saying a word.

"Waiting for interrogation? That's the lair of the Tartars." Chang Hezhi frowned, and now if Monk Yankong was sitting there, the two of them wouldn't dare to trespass.

"It's true that it's dark under the lights, but aren't you throwing yourself into a trap?"

Chang Bozhi also questioned.

Jiang Wen pointed in another direction casually, and said inadvertently: "The unruly monk was seriously injured, how could he go back and sit and wait for death. Otherwise, it's fine, then you go in that direction and let me take Wending back to the interrogation place. Now There is also an apprentice whose whereabouts are unknown, and my time is running out."

Jiang Wen whispered a place, and the Chang brothers finally nodded at this point, took the reluctant Tian Qingwen and the dazed little stone with them, and disappeared into the vast night.

Jiang Wen sneaked into the Fuzhou government office again with Hong Wending under his arm, and found that the government office was dimly lit, and the injured monk Yankong did not return to his lair, but found another place to recuperate.

When Jiang Wen stepped into the cell in the depths of the detention center again, what greeted him at this time was not only the resentful eyes of the prisoner with the iron hook passing through the lute bone, but also the surprised words of the prisoner in heavy shackles.

"Sure enough, it's haunted by demonic thoughts..."

"In this way, the magic power enters the brain like a boat rising with the water. Expelling it with external force is like putting out a fire with firewood, and recuperating internal power will only breed fierce power. In the final analysis, this magic power has become a torrent of water in the meridians and cliffs. elephant, so your most masculine and majestic mentality will not help you."

The prisoner leaned against the wall, looking at Hong Wending with piercing eyes. At this time, his disheveled appearance was completely invisible, and it was extremely difficult to even raise his head and turn around. This sight made Hong Wending who had calmed down originally, the man holding the hatchet The right hand was clenched suddenly.

"But having said that, although I'm convinced that you didn't come here for magic power, why do you think I will help you?"

Jiang Wen stroked his chin and looked at the strange man in front of him very seriously.

"Based on our friendship of eating and living together these few days, what do you think?"

Sensing that Jiang Wen was also talking to him, the prisoner who was pierced by the iron hook turned his face away, and no longer had any eye contact with Jiang Wen.

The prisoner in heavy shackles laughed, but it seemed that the wound on his body was affected, and then he coughed heavily, his chest was muffled continuously, and he was almost about to die, and the chains on his body were also rattling, so that the prison room seemed to be falling apart.

"Ahem... In my opinion, only the pure and refined internal force sinks into the sea of ​​meridians and qi, and serves as an irreplaceable stone in the river and sea, can the damage of the devil's power be overcome..."

Jiang Wen showed an expression that the plot was successful. He stayed here for three days, and his hard work was finally not in vain. The situation that the other party said was almost the same as what he guessed.

It's a pity that Jiang Wen only figured out some ways to teach it from the Nine Suns False Classics. He didn't know how to teach other martial arts, so he could only seek the help of these native masters from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

The heavy prisoner withdrew his smile at this moment, looked at Jiang Wen coldly and said slowly.

"If you trust me, leave him here today, and I will teach him a convenient way to subdue demons and clear thoughts. I also hope that your apprentice will be as talented as you said, otherwise It is absolutely impossible to comprehend such a profound and difficult mental method..."

(End of this chapter)