Jun Xie Chenxin

Feng Ninghan picked up a wooden branch and bent over to observe these mummies.

The hands and feet of these mummies were all broken, some corpses were still fresh, and some were old, and the corpses had been specially treated, so not only did they not have any rancid smell, but they also had a dark fragrance.

When Feng Ninghan thought of the evil skills Yin Jian used when he was fighting with Yin Jian, he knew it, and couldn't help but sneer.

Absorbing people's internal energy, breaking people's hands and feet and shutting them up in Yijian Mountain, leaving them to fend for themselves, is it really possible for a person to do such a thing?

So... Qi Yang's parents abandoned Deming Jianzhuang, and Deming Jianzhuang's methods were so cruel, Yin Chu invited him here to tell him...

Qi Yang's parents...

Feng Ninghan looked at the pile of mummified corpses in front of him, his face was serious and in a daze for a long time, then he set fire to the small cave, the corpses inside made crackling noises, and Feng Ninghan's face turned red with the light of the fire.Feng Ninghan left the cave, drew his sword at the entrance of the cave, and then swung the sword to break off the boulder on the top of the cave.

The sound of "Boom Boom Boom" was deafening, and the birds and beasts in Yijian Mountain were frightened by the sound and fled in all directions.

Feng Ninghan watched helplessly as the entrance of the cave was sealed, then turned and left Yijian Mountain.

The whole mountain has become the cemetery of Qi Yang's parents and those who died tragically.

Feng Ninghan wandered aimlessly in Yijian Mountain, as if her life suddenly had no direction to come and go, and she didn't know where to go.Suddenly, he thought of Aunt Wang who had helped him in Huanyi Town, and went to Huanyi Town without much thought.

Passing by the lake where Qi Yang met, thinking of all the past, seeing Jing Siren made him feel sad, he stopped and stood by the lake for a long time, always having the illusion that Qi Yang was by his side, but when he looked closely, there was nothing there .

Feng Ninghan took a deep breath, glanced at the willow tree by the lake, then turned and left.

Relying on his memory, he first found the house that collapsed because of Qi Yang's fight with others. The house was still piled up in a mess, and he walked forward again, and he arrived at the residence of Aunt Wang before.

The residence had been abandoned for a long time, and the stove outside was covered with a fine layer of dust. Suddenly, Feng Ninghan remembered that Qi Yang had given Aunt Wang a sum of money to live in the town.

Feng Ninghan was a little greedy for memories, and didn't want to leave so soon, so she walked to the house, only to find that the house was not locked, after much deliberation, Feng Ninghan pushed the door open.

With the sound of a sharp door, Feng Ninghan couldn't help but frowned, he stepped into the room, and saw on the left the bed where Qi Yang had slept in a coma.Looking back, Feng Ninghan saw a bowl on the table, and took a closer look, there was still something unfinished in the bowl, which was already covered with a thick layer of mold, and it was hard to tell what it was. .

Feng Ninghan's complexion became serious, and she thought carefully, Aunt Wang is not a careless person, if she moved to the town, she would not be in a hurry and even forgot to lock the door of her house, especially if there is still a door in this house. There is a bowl with food in it.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, Feng Ninghan went out of the house and closed the door, then went to another small house next to her, looked down, and found that the door of the small house was also unlocked...

Feng Ninghan felt a little worried. He went to the town to ask around, and also looked for Aunt Wang's acquaintances before. No one said that they had seen Aunt Wang move to live in the town.

On the way out of the town, Feng Ninghan met an old man who was chopping firewood. The old man heard Feng Ninghan inquired about Aunt Wang's family, so he told Feng Ninghan about the group of strange people he saw when he went to the forest to chop wood. freezing cold.

Feng Ninghan connected the weirdo the old man said with the group of people who besieged Qi Yang that day, and then thought of the Southwest Poison Sect. When he found the Poison Sect, only a few dozen disciples from the sect stayed in the sect , Feng Ninghan arrested those dozens of disciples and asked about Huanyi Town, but none of them knew about it.

But Feng Ninghan didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so he asked about the whereabouts of other disciples in the sect, and got the news that almost all the disciples of the Poison Art sect had gone to Wuya Mountain, the cliff.

Feng Ninghan didn't expect that when he said that he wanted to engrave the martial arts he had learned on the cliff, everyone scoffed at his behavior, and now they are crazy again, guessing how many people covet Feng Ninghan's martial arts skills Therefore, he spared no effort to mobilize the entire sect, but also to ensure that his own sect had mastered the mysteries of martial arts.

It's ironic.

It wasn't like this group of people who despised Feng Ninghan at the beginning.

At the beginning, these people said that what Feng Ninghan learned was magic skills, and Feng Ninghan was a disgrace to the martial arts world!Now, if all of them want to learn this martial art, wouldn't the entire martial arts world become a disgrace to the martial arts world?

But this kind of argument cannot be established, after all, when everyone is the shame of the martial arts, then it is not the shame of the martial arts.

"Shame" does not blame the public.

Feng Ninghan went to Wuya Mountain, at the cliff, found a towering giant tree in the dense forest at the cliff, sat on the branch and watched the undercurrent surge at the cliff.

Many people have gathered at the cliff, including those from the orthodox sect, some from the small sect, and some self-taught warriors.Everyone is one with their own gangs, and they are vigilant to everyone on the spot. How can there be any meaning of great harmony in the world?There is more than mountains and seas separating people from each other, it is the distance between heaven and earth.

"This Feng Ninghan can't be a liar!" The woman with the Little Sword Sect broke her mouth again.

Little Sword Sect Master Ru Lian glared at the female disciple, who immediately fell silent.

As soon as this remark started, people continued to raise doubts.

"It's already past the three-month deadline, Feng Ninghan still hasn't come, I'm afraid he's playing tricks on us!"

"That's right, it was agreed to engrave martial arts skills on the cliff! I guess he just couldn't bear it, and he pretended to say it, it's disgusting!"

"If you don't see anyone leaving, we definitely can't leave either. Let's see again, and see again."

"It's been another two days..."

The murmuring voices in the crowd suddenly fell silent, and someone pointed to the opposite side of the cliff and shouted, "Look, look there!"

On the other side of the cliff is a boy who is only in his teens, standing on the cliff with a broken water flow in his hand.

Feng Ninghan looked, and saw that Song Qi was standing on the edge of the cliff in some embarrassment holding a broken water flow. He didn't know whether he fell or got dust all over his face. Feng Ninghan couldn't help thinking, this What happened to the child...

Song Qi took a sharp breath, and said to the martial arts disciples on the other side of the cliff, "Dare, dare to ask, is this the cliff of Wuya Mountain?"

Everyone was afraid of the broken water in Song Qi's hand, and looked at Song Qi vigilantly, then Master Ru Lian of Xianlin Little Sword Sect walked out of the crowd, stood in front of the crowd, and said kindly to Song Qi, "Little brother, this is the cliff. , My little brother, why did you hold Feng Ninghan's saber and cut off the flow of water?"

Song Qi scratched his head, a little simple and honest, "Oh, Feng Ninghan is my master, I'm here to..."

Before Song Qi could finish speaking, the crowd whispered again, "Feng Ninghan's apprentice? Feng Ninghan has accepted another apprentice?"

"He let this apprentice come?"

Seeing that no one cared what he said, Song Qi raised his voice and shouted, "I came here to carve martial arts on the cliff for my master!"

The disciples of various sects in the Jianghu immediately exploded.

"Feng Ninghan actually called such a brat here? This is looking down on us!"

"This guy is too arrogant!"

The head of the Giant Ax Sect, Chen Gufa, frowned, rushed out of the crowd, pointed at Song Qi and yelled, "Let your master come! He is belittling us martial arts people by doing this!"

Seeing that the visitor was not kind, Song Qi said directly, "Master, the old man is not free."

Master Ru Lian blocked Chen Gufa, winked at Chen Gufa, then looked at Song Qi with a smile and said, "Little brother, since you are here for your master, you must be superb in martial arts, so please trouble me." You can carve the martial arts learned by your master on the cliff."

Song Qi responded, approached the edge of the cliff and looked down, then raised his eyes to look at the other side of the cliff.

Everyone sneered, "This kid, are you scared?"

"Haha, boy, how about we build you a rope?"

Everyone couldn't finish laughing, and their smiles turned into astonishment.

I saw Song Qi leaping down, then lightly tapped the protruding stones on the mountain wall with his toes, and with his feet hard, he reached the mountain wall on their side. The people in front of the crowd hurried forward and looked down, and saw Song Qi pulled out the water-stopping stream, and a burst of cold light dazzled the eyes. After everyone got used to the cold light, they saw Song Qi jumping on the protruding stones. Words and martial arts agility!

"This, this broken water is actually real?"

"How could this child have such light kung fu?"

"With such a long distance, can the sword energy be carved on the mountain wall?"

People kept expressing emotion. People behind the crowd couldn't see anything, so they kept pushing forward, regardless of whether the people in front would be pushed down the mountain. The crowd became more and more restless, and people kept shouting, "The ones in front! ah!"

They want to see the martial arts on the other side of the cliff, and also want to see how a child jumps between the mountain walls, and then engraves with sword energy, maybe they can learn something from the child's body skills.

"Don't squeeze! What are you squeezing!"

"Stop squeezing! Stop squeezing! It's going to fall!"

Although the person in front said so, no one listened at all. With a dash behind, the three people in the front were squeezed out. After falling off the cliff, the people behind the three people trembled and heard the screams getting farther and farther away. Disappeared, and the automatic brain made up a picture of a mess of rotten meat.

Some people keep shrinking back, not daring to go forward.

While everyone was terrified, screams pierced the sky again, and the screams got closer and closer. With the three figures appearing in front of them, everyone looked up, and saw the three people who fell just now were killed. It still went to the sky, and then crashed into the crowd.

Those three people were shocked, and they didn't dare to move forward at all.

"Everyone, don't squeeze, and don't worry! I still have a while, and I can finish carving!" Song Qi's voice came from under the mountain wall.

With these words and the thrilling scene just now, apart from the leaders of the major sects and some bold ones, no one dared to push forward anymore.

Anyway, you can see martial arts, what's the rush?There's no need to spend your life trying to see something that you may not be able to learn.Some people still have self-knowledge and can distinguish the serious from the serious.

In less than half a cup of tea, there was no movement on the mountain wall, and in an instant, Song Qi was in front of everyone, and everyone immediately gathered around the cliff, only to see "Wuxin Sword Art" and "Wuxin Sword Art" engraved on the cliff. Stepping on the clouds" two exercises.

The heads of the various sects looked at each other, and then the Poison Master Dingze called out, "This little brother."

Song Qi was about to leave when someone stopped him, so he subconsciously turned around and asked, "What's wrong? But what's the problem?"

Dingze aimed at the water-guide in Song Qi's hand. Song Qi noticed the man's gaze and felt a little uncomfortable. He held the water-guide tightly, "If it's okay, I'll go."

As soon as these words came out, the heads of several major sects surrounded Song Qi. Feng Ninghan who was on the tree was not impulsive, but sat on the tree calmly, wanting to see how far Song Qi could go.

Dingze took a step forward, "Little brother, you have worked hard today, why don't some of our sect leaders treat you nicely, go to our mansion, take a bath, burn incense, and have some food?"

Although Song Qi had just entered the rivers and lakes and had a relatively pure heart, these people always made him feel bored. He didn't want to offend people, so he smiled, "I don't work hard."

Dingze's face froze, and he continued, "We have a lot of connections with your master before, and we have a deep relationship. We often practice martial arts together, so you don't have to be afraid of us."

Song Qi took it for granted, "I'm not afraid."

"..."

Dingze's complexion became even more ugly, talking to this yellow-haired child was really not speculative, he glanced at the other heads, and what he meant now was that it is impossible to let this child go today!

Of course, several people thought the same thing. The head of the giant axe was irritable and didn't talk too much. He picked up the giant ax like Song Qi and slashed at it, while several other heads were doing auxiliary attacks.

History is always strikingly similar. Chen Gufa was once again defeated by Feng Ninghan's disciples in the same way, instantly reminding him of the shame of that day, his whole body surged with blood, he roared, his shirt collapsed, and he blushed towards Song Seven continued to chop off.

The Poison Art School is insidious, and Song Qiming's sword can still be dodged. This hidden weapon has no previous fighting experience, and when he was not paying attention, he was taken advantage of by the Poison Art School's darts. A poisonous dart hit Song Qi's shoulder blade. He can also take over the moves of the masters, until finally he can't do what he wants.

Feng Ninghan didn't wait any longer, she jumped off the tree and rushed towards the crowd, protecting Song Qi behind her, and then drew Wuyuan, a burst of sword energy repelled the crowd.

Song Qi noticed Feng Ninghan in front of him, his eyes flickered, and he called excitedly, "Master, Master..."

When everyone saw that Feng Ninghan was coming, they felt fearful, and no one dared to rush forward.

Feng Ninghan squatted down, pulled out the poison dart on Song Qi's shoulder blade, and checked Song Qi's injury.

The wound was already pitch-black, Feng Ninghan sealed Song Qi's acupuncture point to seal the meridians, and then said coldly to the head of the Poison Master, "The antidote." Just two words, it makes people feel cold.

Dingze handed over the antidote so easily in front of everyone in the martial arts, so where would he put his face as the head of the Poison Art School?

"I do not……"

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind swept across his face, and when the wind disappeared, Feng Ninghan had already taken all the medicine from Dingze's body, unloaded his hidden weapons, and returned to Song Qi's side, he didn't look at Dingze, His eyes fell on Song Qi's injury, he took a brown bottle and asked, "This?"

Dingze trembled and shook his head, "No, it's not..."

Feng Ninghan threw the medicine aside, and picked out the white bottle.

"No, no, and neither..."

Afterwards, Feng Ninghan took out a pack of medicinal powder, "This?"

Dingze nodded, "Yes, this is..."

Feng Ninghan opened the medicine powder, spread the medicine on Song Qi's shoulders, and then sat cross-legged behind Song Qi, holding the luck in one palm as Song Qidu Kung Fu.

Right now, everyone didn't dare to vent their anger, and all their eyes were fixed on the two masters and apprentices. After the completion of crossing, Song Qi suddenly felt a surge of energy in his dantian, and he turned his head to look at Feng Ninghan, "Master, you are..."

"It's only half of your skills, so you can take it." After finishing speaking, Feng Ninghan stood up with a flick of his sleeves.

Someone whispered again, probably saying that half of the skill has been given, wouldn't it be...

The words are not finished, but the meaning is self-evident.

Master Ru Lian glanced at the kung fu on the mountain wall, and said, "Feng Ninghan, now you have lost half of your kung fu to your apprentice, and then engraved the kung fu you learned on the mountain wall, I really don't know how to do this." It should be said that you are too crazy or too stupid.

Feng Ninghan looked at Ru Lian and said calmly, "You and I are both human beings. Although we have learned the same things, you may not be able to reach the same level as me. There is an insurmountable gap between you and me."

"You!" Ru Lian's face was ashen, but she still wanted to regain her face, she said, "There is nothing to learn from such crooked and evil skills."

"Then why did you come? You have been waiting for several days."

"you!"

Feng Ninghan shook her head, "I want to learn my martial arts, but I also want to say that it's crooked and evil." Before Ru Lian could say anything more, Feng Ninghan looked at the Poison Master, and his face sank, "I'm here today , I want to ask the Poison Master about something, it has nothing to do with other sects."

Dingze took half a step back, still unable to fully recover from the panic just now, "What do you want... what do you want to ask?"

"Did you kill a peasant woman in the woods outside Huanyi Town?"

A few disciples of the Poison Art School were immediately guilty and wanted to run, but they were killed by Feng Ninghan in an instant.

A tick for a tick.

Feng Ninghan flicked the remaining blood on the sword, then sheathed the sword, and said to Song Qi, "Song Qi, let's go."

"Yes, Master."

Dingze's feet were weak, and he collapsed on the ground looking at the dead disciples. He was not one who cherished the lives of his disciples, but was glad that he survived.

One wave just flattened, another wave rose again.

The disciple standing on the edge of the cliff suddenly shouted, "Quick! Look!"

They pointed to the opposite mountain wall, and saw a masked man in black, who scratched all the martial arts knives engraved by Song Qi, and then stood on the opposite cliff and smiled at the martial arts crowd, and then disappeared.

……

Song Qi followed Feng Ninghan all the way to a stream. Seeing Feng Ninghan looking down at the stream, he walked to Feng Ninghan, looked up at Feng Ninghan, "Master, thank you for today."

"Song Qi, from now on Jianghu Road, I have to go alone." Feng Ninghan still looked at the stream and said.

"Master, where are you going?"

where to goHe doesn't know where to go...

Feng Ninghan thought for a while, "There is nowhere to return to, maybe it's the ends of the earth."

"master……"

Feng Ninghan's eyes were deep, and he suddenly raised his head to look around the mundane scene, his heart was like still water.

He took off the silk scarf covering his left eye, rubbed the silk scarf in his hand for a while, then put on the silk scarf to cover his eyes, "I have seen all kinds of things in the world, and now I know that the wind and the moon in the world are like dust. It’s worth stopping by.”

When the voice fell, the person walked away and disappeared into the rivers and lakes.

Song Qi stopped, did not follow, just watched the master leave with a pair of eyes.

Break the heart of dust, untangle the relationship of dust, in the turbid world, he is like white snow, there is a shadow when he comes, and there is no trace when he goes.

Maybe there will be no shadow of him in the arena.

Maybe he will only appear in people's word of mouth.

Maybe, one day, if you meet him by chance, you will be surprised to say that name.

Feng Ninghan.