[shooting eagle] teacher and wife

Amidst the anxiety of most people, another day passed.

A round of crimson sun slowly climbed over the top of the mountain, dyeing the sky in the east into a brilliant gold.

It was still early, but the lobby of the inn was already full.Although people who practice martial arts are used to getting up early, it is still too early at this moment.

However, if you think about it carefully, it is also common sense.The spirit has always been in a state of high pressure, suspicious all day long, and like a bird of fright when there is a turmoil, such a day, I feel extremely uncomfortable after a day, let alone more than half a month.Maybe fall asleep, and when you wake up the next day, you will find that your head has been moved to a different home. Who can sleep?

Only, exceptions do exist.

Like Huang Yaoshi, or like the woman who arrived at the inn late last night.

Even though the hall was full, there was one table that was empty.

This "empty" does not mean that there are still vacancies before the seats are full, but that they are completely empty, with no one there.

Of course, after Huang Yaoshi sat down, he was no longer "empty".

After the man in the green shirt left, the woman also went downstairs. She looked at the reactions of the people downstairs, and could tell that they were used to having such a table for only one person, and they had no complaints about it.

Huang Yaoshi walked to the table unhurriedly, waiting for the waiter to serve the food.

The woman glanced at it briefly, and found that there was indeed only one vacant table left, so she walked over.

"Is she dying?" There were whispers of discussion, "That is the big devil Huang Yaoshi who kills without batting an eye!"

Three years ago, after Huang Yaoshi defeated the Tianshan Sword Demon Fengxing, he became famous all over the world.He acted deviantly and rebelliously, arrogantly and uninhibitedly, and his attacks were also quite ruthless, making people in the martial arts fear and fear him.

As time passed, the name of the Great Devil spread like wildfire.

"I think you are desperate, dare to say such things under the nose of others. How do you know that this woman is a simple character?"

"Last night, she was the one who drove Xiao Yinan, the famous sword in Sichuan, out of the inn."

"I see."

……

Under the suspicious eyes of everyone, the woman sat opposite to Huang Yaoshi.

She took off her bamboo hat, and in a gasp of astonishment, she waved her hand and called the waiter.

And from beginning to end, Huang Yaoshi has never looked at such a woman directly, just like yesterday.Regardless of his own indifference to beauty, the six-year trip to the rivers and lakes made him feel what a pink skull is.

Time is impermanent, no matter how beautiful a person is, he will grow old one day.

To everyone's surprise, the two ran out of food without incident.

In fact, these martial arts people misunderstood Huang Yaoshi.If you don't take the initiative to provoke him, he won't even bother to look at you.If someone hadn't taken the initiative to provoke him before, how could he have abolished one of that person's hands.

When going out, the young man doesn't mind if someone shares a table with him, even though he is a clean freak.

What's more, as early as his youth, Lian Qing broke through his psychological offline a lot.

It's just that he didn't want to and felt that he didn't need to explain the misunderstanding of others.

As soon as Wang Chu searched here, he saw such a strange picture of a stunning beauty sitting at the same table with a strange young man.It's just that when he stopped there, he turned into a stunning beauty, a strange young man and a Quanzhen Taoist priest, which made the scene even weirder.Xu is used to being scrutinized by others, but the three of them did not show any unnatural expressions.

Remembering his master Wang Chongyang's instructions, Wang Chu said to the young man in green shirts, "Young hero is a pharmacist with the surname Huang? Impoverished Wang Chuyi, under the order of his master Chongyang Daoist, please tell me about it."

Is Chongyang real?Huang Yaoshi thought of the elder who had met once in Luoyang four years ago. At that time, he had not yet become famous, but he had accepted a small favor from the other party.Thinking of this, he was not ready to refuse, he nodded towards Wang Chu, and said, "Young hero can't afford it, please trouble Wang Daochang to lead the way."

Wang Chuyi has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, in terms of age, he is still above this young man, so he couldn't understand what the other party meant, so he even changed his address: "Young Master Huang, please follow me."

Huang Yaoshi followed Wang Chuyi to a compound five miles away from Changfeng Inn.In order to hurry up, the two also used lightness kung fu.Only then did Wang Chuyi understand why his master asked him to invite this young man.

Lun's martial arts skills are high and low, among the several seniors, he is second only to Qiu Chuji, although he is not arrogant, he still thinks of himself quite high.When he came up, because he didn't know the depth of the opponent's kung fu, he didn't walk fast. Seeing that the opponent could easily catch up, he faintly felt the desire to compete, so he walked faster and faster, and in an instant he was far behind Huang Yaoshi. However, the young man caught up with him in a shorter time.

Wang Chu glanced at the other party, seeing Huang Yaoshi's handsome figure, to him, such a fast walking method was like strolling in a courtyard, what surprised him most was that the other party walked without making a sound, if he hadn't seen this The person was right next to him, but it was really like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.After trying this a few times, he understood that Huang Yaoshi's internal energy was stronger than his own, and probably only his master in Quanzhen Sect could compare with him.

It is not unreasonable for his master to invite Huang Yaoshi at this critical moment.Wang Chuyi's mood has always been broad-minded, even though he was inferior to the opponent in martial arts, he only secretly admired him, but did not feel jealous.

After a stick of incense time passed, the two arrived at a large courtyard.After Wang Chuyi led Huang Yaoshi into the main hall, he bowed his hands and left to reply to Wang Chongyang.The young man was the third person to enter the hall. Before him, two men were already sitting on each side.After that, three men and one woman came one after another.

The seven of them didn't talk much to each other, and each sat in the guest's seat.

Not long after, a slender old man also came to the hall. He was Wang Chongyang, the head of Quanzhen Sect who invited seven people to gather here.

"Today's meeting, we can win Emperor Duan, Emperor of Dali, Hong Qigong, leader of the Beggar Clan, owner of Ouyang Village in White Camel Mountain in the Western Regions, leader Qiu of the Iron Palm Gang in Jiangnan, Tang Shaoxia from the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan, and one of the two sisters in the "Yaochi" of the Promise Palace. Miss Lan, and the seven masters of Huangdao Island, Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, all came here. I am really delighted. "

About a year ago, Huang Yaoshi occupied a small island in the East China Sea. This saved Wang Chongyang from thinking about how to address him. After all, the young man did not belong to any sect and walked alone, and people in the world called him derogatory. Yes, of course he can't copy what others say.

After exchanging pleasantries, Wang Chongyang got to the point.

It turned out that he wanted to gather the strength of seven people to enter Huashan Ghost Cave to search for the "Nine Yin Manual".

In recent days, there have been many disputes in the arena and countless casualties, all because of the "Nine Yin Manual".He originally thought that after getting the scriptures, he would invite martial arts people to discuss the ownership of the scriptures with martial arts on the top of Huashan Mountain, so as to calm the storm in the world.But he was also worried that if he went alone, other forces would take the opportunity to make trouble and falsely accuse him of exchanging scriptures to confuse everyone.

So, after thinking twice, he sent his disciples to invite these seven people. They are all rookies in the martial arts world. Apart from Huang Yaoshi, they each represent a powerful force. Among all the people involved in the battle of the scriptures, they are indeed The most suitable candidate.As for the young man in green shirt, he has a deep understanding of Qimen Dunjia, five elements and eight trigrams, which he has only seen in his life, so this trip may not be without help.

"So you are Huang Yaoshi!" Tang Jianli glared angrily, his arrogant and handsome face slightly distorted, "Senior Wang, I'm sorry, this devil once seriously injured my junior uncle, and since I saw you today, I have to avenge him .”

Uncle Tang Rujing's leg was cut off, so far, it is still a disgrace to the Tang Sect.Besides, he and his uncle have always been on good terms and are as close as father and son, so he couldn't bear this tone even more.Seeing that the enemy was right in front of him, how could he care so much, he drew his sword and rushed forward.

"Huang Yaoshi, today is your death day."

Everyone in the world knows that Tangmen's poison is unique in martial arts, but in fact, their swordsmanship cannot be underestimated. It's just that the ability to make poison and poison is too ingenious, which makes people ignore swordsmanship.Among the new generation of the Tang Sect, Tang Jianli was undoubtedly the best in terms of swordsmanship and martial arts, as well as the means of making and administering poison, even better than his seniors.

As soon as the sword was out of its sheath, it was as fast as lightning, stabbing violently, Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, and did not dodge or dodge, until the point of the sword was about to pierce his clothes, before he moved a step to the side, his movement was faster than That sword is more powerful than inferior.

Tang Jianli's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't care that the opponent could dodge this at all. With a flick of his wrist, the sword body was tilted three points faster than before, so that the shadow of the sword flew like a gust of rain.

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Huang Yaoshi looked at this dense attack like a net with interest.Suddenly, he responded with his palm, and when he waved his arms, he changed into complicated and fantastic moves.Although his palm technique is sharp, it is as sharp as a sword, giving people the illusion of two swords fighting each other in an instant.

"Don't say it's you, even if your master Tang Aotian is here, I'm not afraid."

The palm technique suddenly accelerated a lot.

"Today, I will teach you for Tang Aotian, what is there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky."

All of a sudden, there are palm shadows in all directions, it is hard to tell which is real and which is not, just like in the peach forest, there is a sudden gust of wind, and thousands of pieces fall together, making people dizzy.

Different from the sword shadows produced by Tang Jianli's long sword, these palm shadows are certainly intended to lure and harass the enemy, but they can be transformed into actual moves when the opponent attacks, making it hard to guard against.

Such a comparison, which is better and which is worse, is extremely obvious.

Within ten strokes, Tang Jianli was hit by Huang Yaoshi's left palm and fell, and the long sword fell to the ground with a "bump". Since he entered the Jianghu, has he ever been in such a mess? Looking at the young man in blue , what burned in his heart was not only anger, but also a bit of jealousy that he was willing to admit.

"What are you, you deserve to call my master by his name!"

While speaking, he waved his right hand, and a burst of fine poisonous sand attacked the hall along with the internal force.

Everyone ran away one after another, only Ouyang Feng didn't move, he is also a master at making poison, so he has his own way to detoxify.

But Huang Yaoshi, who was being heavily attacked, did not panic at all. He calmly took the kettle from the desk beside him, threw it forward, smashed it into pieces in the air, swung his long sleeves, and the pieces of the teapot turned into powder and scattered in all directions. The water droplets that came out were evenly subdivided and flew forward densely, like a layer of mist with a layer of sand.

Seeing that his poisonous sand was easily resolved, Tang Jianli gave the other party a hard look, and said maliciously, "Everyone in the world says you have no family and no sect, but I don't think so, maybe your master is the same as your master." The face is the same, it is shameful!"