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Chapter 158 7 Years Cicada

Chapter 158 17 Years Cicada
midsummer afternoon

The sun shines into this forest, through the gaps in the leaves, and finally falls on the green grass.

Under a certain slightly bent poplar tree, a piece of earth and stone was pushed aside.There was a gap, and then a golden cicada slowly came out.After several years of waiting, the moment of transformation into a cicada is finally about to come.Even if this also means that life has entered a countdown.

The six joints moved together, and climbed towards the roots of the tree. It wanted to climb to the tree in front of it, but it didn't know why, it was completely instinctive.One foot, one inch, just at the moment it is about to succeed.The breeze blew past, and there was a crisp sound of "snap", it was a disaster, and it finally failed.

Ma Sanbao didn't notice the passing of the insignificant life under his feet, because the ghost-masked man in front of him made him care more.

Covered in a gray robe, with a grimace on his face, except for those rough hands, there is no trace of skin exposed on his whole body.

"Who are you?" Ma Sanbao gradually clenched his fists as he asked.

"Gossip 16 taels, all in Tianmen," the ghost-masked man said with a smile.

"What are you talking about? We don't understand what you mean." Ma Sanbao frowned slightly, as if he really didn't understand.

"Why, your master didn't tell you?" The ghost-masked man couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw that Ma Sanbao's face didn't seem to be fake.

Ma Sanbao thought for a while, and said frankly: "My master did say that he was a member of the Tianmen before he died, but he didn't explain anything else."

Hearing Ma Sanbao's answer, the ghost-masked man was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled wryly: "So that's the way it is, it's indeed the usual style of the deputy sect master."

It is said that when Ren Xiao intentionally broke the inheritance of Tianmen, the Hall Master of Hall 24 knew it well, and did not object for various reasons.But in addition to this, there are actually two deputy sect masters under Ren Xiao of Tianmen, one is Ma Qinggong, and the other is named Wumian.Both of them were opposed to Ren Xiao's decision, and they all left in a fit of anger.One went to Peiping and took Ma Sanbao, who was only a young eunuch at the time, while the other one is still missing.

The reason why Ma Qinggong didn't tell him anything was indeed to protect Ma Sanbao.After all, Tianmen's power is in decline, not as good as before, and there are still several enemies, the White Lotus Sect is the first one.If the Tianmen really disappears in the future, and Ma Sanbao leaks the word again, there may be catastrophe.It was also out of this consideration that Ma Qinggong wrote a letter to Ren Xiao in a begging tone before his death, but left only the name of Tianmen to Ma Sanbao, and did not say anything else.

If his letter hadn't aroused Ren Xiao's desire to be competitive, Xu Ruyi might have died long ago.By mistake, Xu Ruyi was saved.

Closer to home.

Ma Sanbao has let go of his wariness towards the person in front of him.After all, the other party pronounced Tianmen's name, and his master was indeed Ma Qinggong.Ma Sanbao was really curious about his late mysterious master.

Gossip is the seventh instinct of human beings, and Ma Sanbao is no exception.

"Who are you?" Ma Sanbao looked at the ghost-masked man and asked again in a deep voice.

"Okay, don't be nervous, I am also from Tianmen." The ghost-masked man waved his hand and said: "Tianmen is divided into 24 halls. I am the Xingjun of Nandou Tianfu Xingtang. I am in charge of the affairs of Nanzhili Province. I will not say my name, the owner of the sect." No explanation."

The ghost-masked man frankly showed his identity, and then said with a smile: "It is the order of the master of the family to come here to meet you today. In fact, I just want to let you know. When you enter Beijing, you may be needed for something, so call first." Let me say hello, in case there is any misunderstanding at that time. It will be unpleasant."

"Who is the gatekeeper?"

"You can't say that." The ghost-masked man shook his head, then straightened his body: "Let's do this first, we have something to do at home, so we'll go back first. You also returned to the team earlier, saving time and causing people to be suspicious. "

"After talking for a long time, I just said that you are from Tianmen, so we can contact you later and we'll be done?" Ma Sanbao said with a playful smile, "Tell me more, our family hasn't heard enough?"

As he spoke, he suddenly pointed his toes, stepped forward, and struck out with his palms, dancing like a butterfly.

Ma Sanbao is very interested in his master and Tianmen, but he has no sense of belonging to Tianmen.Who cares about the identity of the other party?If you hold it in your hands, you will naturally know everything.

"Interesting." The ghost-masked man sneered, took a step back, then slapped his palms in front of him, and pushed them out suddenly, but he wanted to have a one-force drop.

"Okay!" Ma Sanbao laughed, and in a flash, he clapped seven times on the forearms of the ghost-masked man's hands, and then retracted and pushed.

"Bang bang!"

There were two explosions, and four palms intersected.

Ma Sanbao took three steps back. The ghost-faced man grunted and swayed slightly, but did not take a step back.

With one move exchanged, it seems that the ghost-faced man has the upper hand, but it is not.Ma Sanbao retreated three steps, his strength disappeared naturally, although there was a small injury, it was not a serious problem.

But the ghost-faced man's arms trembled, seven different kinds of real power were swimming in his body, and he was seriously injured.

On the other side, Ma Sanbao didn't wait for his body to stand still, he tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the side, and stepped forward again, more imposing than the first three points.The movement is weird, and there seems to be some "buzzing" piercing screams in the body.

Under the ghost's face, Qian Kemu's face was serious, his body was already injured, how could he dare to keep his hand?If he was really captured by this junior here, not to mention his embarrassment, the Tianmen's rules would not spare him.

With this in mind, Qian Kemu forced a mouthful of real power, forcing the seven different forces in his body into the veins of the triple burner.With fists and palms screaming, he has already taken out the posture of breaking the boat!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Go!"

"what!"

After twenty or thirty strokes, Ma Sanbao yelled loudly, clenched his fists together, took advantage of the money to carve the wood and turned sideways, swung round and swept across the important acupoints in the sandalwood on his chest!
Tanzhong point is one of the 36 dead points of the human body.It's easy to lose breath after being punched by ordinary people, not to mention Ma Sanbao's powerful and heavy punch.

Ma Sanbao also made a real fire, his eyes were darkened, he seemed to lose his mind, with such an ultimate move, how could he just want to capture him alive as he said?
Seeing that Jiuquan was about to die when he was only an inch short of carving wood, he suddenly froze, turned sideways, and walked over an iron plate bridge, leaning back and almost turning in half.

"boom!"

Ma Sanbao punched heavily on the giant tree that was as thick as the two hugged each other. With a thunderclap, the giant tree was split into two pieces, and the trunk flew as far as three feet!
"good chance!"

It was the time when Ma Sanbao's moves were exhausted.With both hands on the ground, Qian Kemu flew up with both feet, and made a big roundabout, kicking Ma Sanbao's choked throat.

"Crack!"

"No!" Qian Kemu felt that something was wrong with his feet, he kicked and kicked his legs, he flew up and jumped out of the circle.

With black eyes, the skin at the throat seemed to have a layer of cutin, and there was a faint golden glow.

Qian Kemu took a deep look at Ma Sanbao, and suddenly said: "The 17-year-old cicada is worthy of being the apprentice of Deputy Sect Master Ma, I was careless."

Ma Sanbao sneered, stood still, with a relaxed face: "So, let's leave it to our family."

"It's that simple!" Qian Kemu smiled strangely, and suddenly slapped himself on Tianling Parkway.There was a "bang" under the feet, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

"Ahem!" Ma Sanbao was startled by the dust, coughed a few times, and tried to step forward, but the ghost-masked man was nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it," stomped his feet bitterly, cursed a few times, and Ma Sanbao turned around and left.

. . . . . .

"Why have you been here for so long? But what trouble did you encounter?"

Regarding Zhu Gaochi's question, Ma Sanbao thought for a while and replied: "I have encountered a few thieves, and the slaves have already been dismissed."

Ma Sanbao didn't tell the truth, he didn't figure out the Tianmen matter, and he was involved in it, especially when his master said before he died not to mention Tianmen to others.All this made him not know where to start, so he simply stopped talking.

"Yeah." Zhu Gaochi nodded without asking carefully.Since Ma Sanbao said that he had already dismissed, then nothing happened, and he was quite at ease with this servant.

"The shopkeeper! What's wrong with you?!"

Seeing that Qian Kemu was covered in dust and his footsteps were flimsy, as if he was seriously injured, Li Er hurried forward to help him.

"It's okay, give me a slap first." Qian Kemu said weakly.

"Oh." Li Er agreed without hesitation, and hit Qian Kemu's lower abdomen dantian with his palm.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, but Qian Kemu's face turned redder: "It's a good thing you're here, otherwise I might not be able to go back to the city."

"Master, who hurt you like this, is it Ma Sanbao?" Li Er seemed sullen.

"Why, you want to help me avenge?" Qian Kemu raised the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "He connected the 17-year-old cicada of Deputy Sect Master Ma to Potu, and you can't move him."

"The 17-year-old cicada?! Breaking ground?!" Li Er exclaimed.

Li Er once heard Qian Kemu mention this skill, which is divided into six levels: adult, pupa, lying on the ground, breaking the soil, shelling, and cicada movement.

As the deputy head of the sect, Ma Qinggong has no right to practice the four great magical arts of Tianmen, but because of his numerous contributions, he was appreciated by the previous head of Tianmen. Do not practice.

And Ma Qinggong's choice is Bone Zen.And based on this, taking its meaning of transformation, created "17 Years of Cicada".

Of course, to outsiders, he only said that it was a martial art created during his lifetime in Guan Chan.

According to legend, there is a kind of cicada in the western land, which can hide underground for 17 years.

And this martial art is named 17-year cicada. The so-called 17 years does not mean that it can be practiced in 17 years, but it means that it takes a long and hard time.And every time you advance to a higher level, you will experience the pain of shaving off your bones and flesh. Even if you are not careful, you will end up going crazy.Nothing can be accomplished without great perseverance.It is for this reason that Qian Kemu never thought that Ma Qinggong would hand over this kind of martial arts to his only successor, and this successor would actually practice this martial arts to such a high level.

How about the power of this martial art?Outside of Tianmen, no one knows, because everyone who fought against him died.And in Tianmen, except for Ren Xiao, Wumian and a few people, no one else is sure to fight, and they only know a little bit about this martial art.

"By breaking the ground, I can hurt you like this, the hall master?" Li Er murmured, with fear in his eyes, and the strength of his hand could not help but be a little lighter, and he almost dropped Qian Kemu to the ground.

"That's not enough." Qian Kemu shook his head slightly: "The main reason is that I was too big for a while and didn't bring a guy, and I didn't use all my strength at the beginning, so I lost the opportunity. Otherwise, it would be a minor injury at most. Where would it be as embarrassing as it is now?"

Speaking of this, Qian Kemu couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The little sect master suppresses gossip all by himself, and there is another horse three treasures here, and the little girl from the White Lotus Sect is also as powerful as a monster. We guys are really old. It's useless."

. . . . . .

"Your Majesty, today's food is not to your liking? Is the servant going to make a new table in the imperial dining room?"

In the Jiaming Hall, a sandalwood table that is five feet five feet wide and more than one foot long is filled with 36 delicacies, all of which are delicious in color and fragrance. They are served on gold plates and jade bowls. Just looking at them will make people move. But Zhu Yunwen didn't seem to have any appetite. Although his eyes were on the table, he bit the end of his chopsticks and didn't take down his chopsticks for a long time.

"Your Majesty?" Seeing that Zhu Yunqi didn't respond, Liu Xi couldn't help calling softly.

"Ah?" Zhu Yunqi was startled, as if he just came back to his senses.

"Your Majesty, but the food is not to your liking? Do you want your servant to make another table in the imperial dining room?"

"No need." He waved his hand, took a sip of fresh shrimp soup from the jade bowl in front of him, then put it down again.

"Liu Xi," Zhu Yunwen said seemingly unintentionally, "Do you know how the Huang Qing family and Qi Qing's family have a personal relationship?"

"This..." Liu Xi shrank his pupils, lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, this servant has never been out of the palace, so I don't know about the affairs of the outer court. You should ask Eunuch Ruyi about this matter."

"Ah...oh, yes, I did ask the wrong person," Zhu Yunwen patted his forehead with a smile, smiled, but then whispered to himself: "Huang Qing's family and Qi Qing's family are Hanlin scholars. , one is the Minister of the Ministry of War, although both of them are my close ministers, they shouldn't discuss everything together, right?"

Liu Xi rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do you feel that the two adults, Huang and Qi, are walking too close together?"

If this were said to Zhu Yuanzhang, Liu Xike would never dare to say it, not even Lao Zhang would have the guts.But now facing Zhu Yunwen, a kind-hearted man, the eunuchs became a little more courageous.

Of course, there are only some things that can be said in a reasonable manner. For example, when Zhu Yunqi asked about the foreign court just now, if Liu Xi can also say four, five or six, then he is courting death.

"What? What do you think?" Zhu Yunqi asked.

"Your Majesty, I don't know much, but I know two little things." Liu Xi smiled softly: "First of all, if you don't want to see someone, then that person's life must be very uncomfortable."

"Huh?" Zhu Yunwen raised his eyebrows: "Go ahead."

"Yes." Liu Xi nodded: "The second thing is that when friends meet, the most fearful thing is jealousy. One person is successful, and the other is mediocre. Sooner or later, the relationship will change."

Listen to Liu Xi finished.A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhu Yunwen's mind, as if he had thought of something, a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Hehehehe." Zhu Yunwen smiled and tapped Liu Xi's chest: "One is you, and the other is Ruyi. You are full of colorful intestines. I will sometimes see if you have a delicate heart with seven orifices."

"Your Majesty, if you really want to see it, servant girl, servant girl..." Liu Xi gritted his teeth and frowned, as if he was really considering the feasibility of poaching his heart.

"Okay, okay, what do I want your hearts to do." Seeing Liu Xi's tangled look, Zhu Yunqi thought it was very interesting, and pointed out: "Go, show me some tofu to taste. It looks good. "

When your mind is enlightened, your appetite will naturally be widened.

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