[Comprehensive Martial Arts] A good friend Tiancheng

The author has something to say: ①②It refers to the description of Xiaolongnv's weapon in Jin Yong's original work, and it is set that Xiaolongnv is one year older than Wuhua, and Wuhua has not yet made trouble in the world.

Wuhua, seventeen years old, is the first disciple of Master Tianhu, the abbot of Shaolin.

On this day, Wuhua weeded and fertilized the vegetable garden in the back mountain of Shaolin. This is the daily routine of every monk in Shaolin Temple, even if he is a disciple of the head abbot.At that time, Wuhua was weeding, when a gust of evil wind suddenly struck, Wuhua involuntarily closed her eyes.

After the gust of evil wind passed, Wuhua opened her eyes, and was horrified to find that this place was no longer the back mountain of Shaolin. Looking around, Wuhua found that this was a barren mountain that was rarely visited by people.He didn't understand that he was still weeding in the vegetable garden a moment ago, and the hoe in his hand hadn't had time to put it down, but at this moment it appeared in this unknown place.

Wuhua felt that something was wrong, emotionally unable to accept such an absurd thing, but reason told him: open your eyes and take a good look!You should know exactly what happened!

So Wuhua began to look around, trying to find strong evidence to overthrow his conjecture. He was looking for someone nearby who could solve his confusion.

Wuhua walked forward along several trails that seemed to be walked by hunters. After walking for some hours, he heard that there seemed to be people arguing endlessly in front of him. Quite a lot.Wuhua couldn't help speeding up her pace, and walked towards the place where the voice came from.

After a while, the noisy voice became clearer and clearer. Wu Hua knew that he was not far from the place where there were people, and Wu Hua couldn't help but feel a little excited when she thought of this.There was a faint sound in the air.

"Girl... boy..."

"...No...Leave it to..."

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Wuhua hurried forward, and when she got closer, she realized that a group of Taoist priests in Taoist robes were standing in front of a Taoist temple. There were three people standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple, a young man, an ugly old woman, and a beautiful young woman. woman.The old woman looked as if she had been seriously injured, her complexion was pale, and the young man beside her was supporting the old woman, so the old woman was still a little bit crumbling.

At this time, the old woman said to the beautiful woman: "Girl, my old woman has something to ask." The old woman pointed at the young man beside her, but she was a little speechless.

Seeing this, the woman frowned: "Grandma, do you want me to take care of him?"

"Yes, girl, the old lady has taken care of you all my life, and never begged you for anything. Now, the old lady is dying, please take care of this child all his life, girl, and don't let others bully him!"

The girl was still a bit hesitant. Seeing this, the old woman said sharply: "Girl, if the old woman is not dead, the old woman will still take care of you for the rest of her life. The old woman does not ask you to repay me, but only asks you to take care of this child. Will you agree or not!"

The girl hesitated for a moment, bit her lip, and finally agreed to the old woman's request: "Grandma, I promise you!"

When the old woman heard this, she finally let go of her heart, and looked at the boy, as if she wanted to say something.I saw the boy bowed his head and put his ear next to the old woman's mouth. The old woman's lips moved a few times, as if she hadn't finished speaking, she vomited blood and died.

Seeing the old woman dying, the young man couldn't help crying on the old woman's body: "Grandmother...mothermother..."

Seeing that the Taoist priest came forward and said something to the woman, the woman took out a ball of ice-like thing from her bosom, separated her hands, and put a piece of white silk on her left hand with her right hand. It turned out to be a Gloves. ①

The Taoist priest seemed to have said something to the woman, but the woman ignored her, and lightly raised her left hand, a white silk ribbon was thrown out of her hand, ②straight towards the Taoist priest's face, and the top of the ribbon was still tied. With a golden ball.The two fought inseparably, but looking at the woman's body style is quite light and graceful, I think the kung fu she has cultivated must be pretty good.

Not long after, several Taoist priests came and besieged the girl together. The girl knew that she was invincible when she saw too many people. She swung around and swept over, holding the old woman's body between her hands, and fled quickly with the young man in one hand.

Seeing that the matter had come to an end, Wu Hua went forward, clasped her hands together, bent down slightly, and made a courtesy, "Dear fellows, where is this?"

When the group of Taoist priests saw this place, they didn't know when there was a young monk with a pretty face. This monk was dressed in common clothes, but he couldn't conceal his demeanor. The people watching couldn't help but shouted: "What a handsome man!" The monk of Jiyue!I don't know how long he watched it here.A middle-aged Taoist priest with a straight face and a long beard came out and replied, "My little master, this is the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain, little master, why did you come here?"

"This fellow Taoist, the poor monk and his master came out for alms, but unfortunately got lost in this mountain. This is the first time for the poor monk to go out of the temple, so I don't know the way!" Still said with a smile.

Quanzhen religion?What sect is it?

"Well, Pindao is the head teacher of the Quanzhen sect, Qiu Chuji!" Qiu Chuji said, "I don't know what your name is, little master?"

"The name of the poor monk - Wu Hua, just call it Wu Hua!" Wu Hua clasped her hands together and bowed to Qiu Chuji again.

"Little Master Wuhua, I don't know where your teacher is going to seek alms? We can help you find your teacher."

"The benefactor has a heart! However, don't bother your teacher. The poor monk and the master have made an agreement before. If the two parties are separated, they can go to the temple by themselves. After the alms, they can go back to the temple by themselves. By the way, I will ask the head teacher, the poor monk tonight Can I spend a night in your teaching?"

Wuhua thought about staying overnight in this Quanzhen sect, and came to inquire about news.

"Of course, Zhiwen, you go and get someone to clean up a guest room, and take Master Wuhua there!" Qiu Chuji turned around and said to Yan Zhiwen who was standing behind him.

"Yes, master! Master Wuhua, please follow me." Yan Zhiwen raised his hand to signal Wuhua to follow him.

Wuhua nodded to Qiu Chuji: "Thank you, Headmaster!" Then she followed Yan Zhiwen and left.

On the way, Wu Hua followed Yan Zhiwen's words without any trace.

"This Taoist priest, what year is this year? The poor monk and his master have stayed in the temple for a long time, and there is no incense in the temple. They are isolated from the world, and the poor monk does not know what year and month it is now." After finishing speaking And pretending to sigh, "Oh!"

"Now it's the third year of Duanping, and this year is getting worse and worse. I don't know when the Mongols will come in? Alas, in this world, the life of the people is getting worse. !" Yan Zhiwen's words were full of worry.

Hearing this, Wuhua was shocked: Isn't this more than 300 years ago in Duanping?

He didn't know why he came to the Song Dynasty for more than 300 years.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel worried. Before he had time to fulfill his father's last wish, he came to this strange dynasty.There was a moment of confusion and worry in Wuhua's heart, but then his eyes became firm again.He secretly decided in his heart: Even if this is not Daming, his original intention will not change.

"Daoist Yan, what happened just now? I followed the voice and came to Guijiao. As soon as I came, I saw the girl in white fighting with the leader of Guijiao." Wuhua said indifferently.

"It's all Yang Guo, that little bastard. If he didn't have so much trouble today, Miss Long wouldn't have quarreled with my Quanzhen Sect." Yan Zhiwen said with resentment on his face.

"Daoist, who is this dragon girl? The poor monk sees that everyone in this sect seems to be quite courteous to this dragon girl." Wu Hua asked casually.

"Miss Long is the head of the Ancient Tomb Sect not far from Chongyang Palace. Our Quanzhen Sect has an ancestor's precept that we are not allowed to pass through the forest opposite. Yes, look, that's the one." Yan Zhiwen said with Pointing to the forest to the east for Wuhua, "The Ancient Tomb Sect is just behind that forest, and I don't know why the ancestors did it. Anyway, this ancestral precept has been passed down like this, and we have followed it for decades. That's right. By the way, Master Wuhua, please don't go to that forest."

"The poor monk knows, thank you Taoist priest for reminding me!" Wuhua continued to say calmly, "Master Taoist, I have been isolated from the world for too long, and I don't understand many things in this world, can I trouble the Taoist priest to become a poor monk?" Solve the confusion?"

"Of course there is no problem with this. Let me tell you, there are five people with the highest martial arts in this martial arts world - Wujue. Huang Yaoshi, the owner of the island; Ouyang Feng, the owner of the White Camel Villa in the Western Regions; Duan Zhixing, the Southern Emperor; Duan Zhixing, the Dali Gongji Emperor; This is already the Wujue of decades ago, and the Wujue of today is not the original Wujue. The urchin is gone, and the beggar has become the beggar—Guo Jing, the hero of Guo Jing is Hong Qigong's disciple, and his wife Huang Rong is the daughter of Dongxie, and is now the leader of the beggar gang."