Rivers and lakes

Confucianism.The air is magnificent and the houses are continuous.

This sect that had ruled the Northwest for a hundred years did not disappear due to the death of the former head, but was recently robbed of a lot of glory by the newly established Xue family in Jiangnan West Road.

Especially in the battle of Wandumen, many disciples were lost, but in the end they didn't even reap any benefits.Many people are complaining, but they are relieved to think that all sects in Jianghu are like this.

Zhou Feng, who has led the Confucianism school for many years to travel the rivers and lakes, also suffered a big loss on the Queen Mother Mountain, and was severely poisoned.For more than a month, he was paralyzed on the bed, unable to move.

Compared with young people taking some pills, Zhou Feng had to lament that he was old.Kong has a whole body of cultivation, but he can't even resist a single poison.

Later, Zhou Feng always thought, why couldn't he escape the poisonous gas at that time?But time is fate, who can tell clearly.

Fortunately, the Confucian Mind Sect has a Great Elder sitting in the formation. Even if there are only two elders left in the Confucian Mind Sect, even if the previous head has passed away, as long as there is a Great Elder, the sky will not collapse.Thinking about it this way, Zhou Feng didn't care so much about his injury.

There was a convulsive pain in his leg, and it was clear that the rotten flesh had been cut off, but the wound hadn't healed, instead it was getting bigger and bigger, making him unable to move at all.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Zhou Feng said loudly.

An old man in a white linen robe pushed open the door and entered.Zhou Feng saw him with a smile on his face, "Great Elder".

The old man looked solemn, with gray hair, walked to Zhou Feng's bed and sat down and asked, "How do you feel?"

The person who came was Feng Jiashi, the great elder of the Confucianism School whose power was comparable to that of the Patriarch.

Zhou Feng leaned on the bed and sighed: "It's no good, the wound is getting bigger and bigger, no matter how I use internal force to adjust my breath, it won't work."

Feng Jiashi nodded, and asked again: "Your realm hasn't declined, right? After all, you're still at the third rank of Vajra, so you really can't use internal force to dissolve this poison?"

Zhou Feng shook his head and said: "I haven't retreated, it's still the third grade of Vajra. It's just that the poison is so dangerous that I can't force it out with my internal strength."

Hearing this, Feng Jiashi suddenly showed a meaningful smile, which appeared on the haggard old man's face, as if drawn out.

Zhou Feng's heart skipped a beat, he had a vague premonition, "Great Elder..."

Suddenly Feng Jiashi asked: "Do you know about the burning of Wandumen?"

Zhou Feng shook his head, he had been lying on the bed these days and hadn't heard the news.

Feng Jiashi continued: "The Wandumen was indeed burned, and I sent people to burn it. Paper can't cover the fire, and people in Jianghu will probably know about it in a few days."

Zhou Feng listened and nodded. If the miasma hadn't been too strong that day, the Jianghu people who attacked the Wandu Gate would definitely burn the Wandu Gate to ashes in a fit of anger, so when they heard that the Great Elder would burn the Wandu Gate Not surprising.

Feng Jiashi continued: "But I burned it too eagerly, and forgot about the people in the Jianghu branch. People in the Jianghu will definitely think why I burn it so diligently after they know about it, and whether there are some ulterior motives."

After hearing this, Zhou Feng sneered and said, "There is nothing wrong with wanting to commit a crime, this ability to gossip..." In the middle of speaking, Zhou Feng was stunned, as if he understood something, he stared blankly at the elder, " Great Elder, you won't..."

Feng Jiashi didn't speak, but continued to laugh.

Zhou Feng looked at him in astonishment, "You can't do that, the Great Elder, Wan Du Sect's Poison Sutra and Poison Kung Fu is a point of no return! You will be spurned by thousands of people, even if it is for the Confucian Mind School's hundreds of years of planning, you can't do it for your own sake." Privately trap the Confucianism in unrighteousness!"

"The road of no return?" Feng Jiashi seemed to have heard something funny, and said with a sinister smile: "I have only practiced for more than half a month, and it is obvious that my cultivation level, which has been stagnant for 60 years, is rising again. If I can keep going , even if it is a road of no return, so what? And if I am stronger, who will be my opponent in the world. Why worry about the people in the world who bow their heads and humiliate them."

"No!" Zhou Feng struggled to sit up.

Feng Jiashi sneered and said, "You think you can sit up now? The toxin I use is increasing every day, can't you feel it?"

As he said that, he stood up, ignored Zhou Feng's astonishment, and said leisurely: "As for the speculations of the Jianghu people, you don't have to worry at all. As long as you die, even if they suspect, I will put all the responsibility on you , the Confucian Mind School is still the upright Confucian Mind School.”

Unbelievable was written on Zhou Feng's face.

Feng Jiashi stretched out his hand, ignored Zhou Feng's struggle, and slowly reached into Zhou Feng's dantian: "Come on, give me your inner alchemy, and help me."

When Feng Jiashi asked Zhou Feng to lead the Jianghu people to attack Yijian Valley, it was the idea of ​​hitting the magic pill on the blood demon.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that by refining the magic pill, you can get the supreme magic skill of ghost face, but in fact it is not that simple.

Feng Jiashi has a half-step cheat book in his hand, which was snatched from the Sun Moon Terrace after Gui Miansha's death.It describes in detail how one person's internal force is transferred to another person.

There is no such way in the righteous way.

For example, the ancestors of Yijian Valley passed on their own skills to Hanlu, but the transmission of righteous skills does not mean that the receiver can absorb them, and the true energy will flow away if there is a slight slack, and if it is forcibly retained, it may become mad.

This is dangerous, and it cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.There is also the scourge of heaven pressing down on it, so not many people do this.

However, the exercises in the Devil's Cult specify in detail how to absorb energy is correct. For example, You He of the Moyun Sect borrowed some of them.But he has been studying this supreme exercise for decades, but he still can't comprehend it. It wasn't until this time that he obtained a large number of scriptures from Wandumen that he realized that the real essence is in the lower part.

Feng Jiashi tried it with the little people of the Confucianism school, and it was really good.But their inner alchemy is small, and Feng Jiashi can only absorb two or three out of ten, how is it enough?

Zhou Feng's is so-so, but how can it compare to the magic pill in the blood demon's body?

In a corner of Queen Mother Mountain.The torrential rains over the past few days have made the air in the mountains exceptionally clear. Although the mud is still wet, sitting on the cold stones is not affected by the moisture at all.

After the village was burglarized several times in a row, every farmer’s family had their dogs on a leash. You He hadn’t been close yet, and the big and small dogs on the ten miles and eight streets were all barking, so it was no longer possible to do such a thing as taking a sheep by hand.

I had to hunt, set fire and skin the skin hard by myself.The most depressing thing is that because the branches in the mountains are all damp, the smoke from lighting a fire can blind people. After suffering for several days, I still caught a chicken and roasted it on the wet firewood where the smoke was scattered.

In fact, in terms of You He's cultivation, it's not impossible not to eat, but his mouth is bland and tasteless, and he always feels that it's not a good taste.

Eat whatever you want, he also likes to talk to Liao Chen about the best meat and how to make it the best.

Poor Master Chen, a Buddhist believer, was forced by You He to witness several scenes of slaughtering fish and chickens.

Even the big devil Gu Wuyou couldn't stand it anymore, but Liaochen forced a smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

So You He became even more villainous, pulled Chen and said: "You monks, you have lost a lot of human interest. Take Hexian as an example, have you ever eaten bastard? The taste, tsk tsk, soup is definitely a must. I was once in a tavern, and the cook cooked it exceptionally well. Do you know why? It turns out that the soup is made from live bastards."

You He described it vividly, afraid that Liao Chen would not know how to make soup, so he went out of his way to explain it.

"A tortoise as big as this is thrown into a pot of cold water, with firewood burning underneath. The tortoise will burrow out, and the person in charge of the spoon will naturally not let it out. When the water temperature rises, the tortoise will be too hot, and it will open its mouth. Breathe. The person in charge of the spoon will stuff garlic and ginger into the turtle's mouth right now until the turtle is burned to death. In this way, all the preparations will taste good, and the bastard soup will naturally taste delicious."

Liaochen, who had practiced for so many years and was too avalanche to remain unchanged, finally changed color.

You He laughed loudly.

Gu Wuyou was covered in filth due to the detoxification of the magic pill, hiding in the cave without seeing it.

You He laughed and said, "Don't monks never kill animals? I kill fish and cook meat every day these days. Why don't you stop me?"

Liao Chen silently read a few sutras in his heart, calmed down and said: "Living in this world, one is pursuing food, clothing, housing and transportation. The benefactor is a person in the party. It is normal to eat meat and drink." After a pause, Liao Chen still said: "But for the sake of The pursuit of appetite is so cruel, it is indeed over."

You He scoffed, "I thought you were going to go to hell."

Liao Chen said: "People in the world don't believe in regions, so I won't use this to persuade them."

You He knew that no matter what Liaochen said, he didn't believe it, so he changed the subject, "I heard that you haven't left the temple for a hundred years, how did you come out?"

Liaochen said in shame: "I have been in seclusion for several years, but I have not been able to break through in terms of realm. After listening to the abbot, I feel that it is time to enter the world, so I came to the rivers and lakes for a walk."

You He took a big bite of the chicken leg, his hands were greasy, and he said vaguely: "What realm can't be broken through, and it's hard for you to get out."

Liao Chen calmly said: "Astronomical phenomena."

You He stopped chewing meat, squinted at Chen, and suddenly frowned, and threw his hands full of oil stains on Chen: "I will make you astronomical, I will make you astronomical!"

Liaochen, who had suffered such an unexpected disaster, even forgot to hide until the unaccustomed smell entered his nostrils, then Liaochen retreated erratically, put his hands together, and said sadly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

You He was still not relieved, and was about to throw the unfinished chicken bone in his hand to Chen.

In the past month, he has known about Chen's temper, he can't be better, and he is not worried that Chen will get angry and bully him, a "powerless" person.

At this moment, from the entrance of the cave where Gu Wuyou had been staying, there was a muffled sound of hands hitting the stone wall.

You He stopped his movements, counting with his fingers, it was 49 days since Gu Wuyou was poisoned today.

I'm afraid it will be the last day of rebirth.

Liao Chen regained his unmoving complexion, stood up and stepped out, walking into the cave.

Yu'er was in a hurry to urinate in her sleep, and she woke up after holding it in for a long time. It was still cool in the spring night, and she came out with some clothes on, and was about to go back to her room after going to the toilet, when she suddenly felt the ground shaking.

The little girl was a little dizzy, and just wondering if she had made a mistake, the washbasin placed on the wooden frame fell to the ground with a bang.

In the silent night, this sound was very clear, beating Yu'er's heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

The peaceful ground suddenly began to tremble again, and the dogs in the neighborhood suddenly barked in unison, spreading far away in one piece.

Candles were lit in the gloomy village, and the yellow light bloomed like flowers before dawn.

The ground began to shake again.

The little girl was sure it was a real earthquake this time, and she was terrified, shouting "Grandpa, Grandpa!", and the dogs in the village were barking, waking up the whole village.

The simple villagers have a natural fear of earthquakes. Before they can figure out which mountain god they offended, the weak beams of the house are loose, and the dust accumulated over the years has fallen.

At this moment, someone ran out of the mountain in a hurry and shouted with open voice: "Run!"

His voice was so penetrating that the whole village heard what he yelled at the entrance of the village.

"The mountain is about to collapse!"