Li Yuanzhi, the only daughter of the chief soldier Li Kexiu, was lying on the window and saw her teacher Wudang Lu Feiqing (at this time pseudonym Lu Gaoqing) firing the Hibiscus Golden Needle Nail Fly, and seemed very excited, clamoring for Lu Feiqing to teach her how to nail flies. Because Li Yuanzhi was spoiled and habitual from an early age and was more willful, she had to promise to teach her tomorrow morning and tell him not to tell anyone.
Li Yuanzhi went to the teacher's study, saw the desktop note message that the teacher had left, was sullen and unhappy, and was about to cry out. Seeing Lu Feiqing's pale face and covered in blood, he was very panicked. Lu Feiqing instructed Li Yuanzhi, "You don't need to ask the doctor, I will take care of it myself." Li Yuanzhi complied.
It turned out that that night, Lu Feiqing's heart had been revealed, and he could no longer live here, so he decided to leave a book to say goodbye. However, before he could leave, he attracted jiao wenqi, the third demon of the six demons of the Kanto Region, and two masters of the two Shaanxi patrols who came to arrest him for reward. Lu Feiqing was afraid of arousing the suspicion of the master's family, and led the three people to the open space. The three took turns to fight with Lu Feiqing, lu Feiqing's men were merciful, but the three did not know the fun, Jiao Wenqi took advantage of his lack of preparation, a move "flowing down the mountain", so that Lu Feiqing was seriously injured. Enraged, Lu Feiqing first killed one person by mistake through Jiao Wenqi's three pipa nails, then used the White Dragon Sword to kill another patrol master, and finally used the Furong Golden Needle to kill Jiao Wenqi in the fist.
After Lu Feiqing recovered from her injuries, she taught Li Yuanzhi the introductory kung fu of the Wudang Sect, teaching Li Yuanzhi to train her spirit and practice qi, starting from the Ten Duan Jin, then learning the thirty-two long fists, both cultivating strength and practicing boxing, and waiting until the Wuji Xuangong fist was already quite popular, and then teaching her the basic kung fu of practicing eyes, practicing ears, playing marbles, throwing hand arrows, and other dark weapons. In the past two years, Li Yuanzhi has been both hardworking and intelligent, and her progress has been extremely fast. In the past five years, Li Yuanzhi has learned all the golden needles, sword skills, light skills, and boxing skills, and the difference is that the fire has not yet arrived, and he has insufficient experience.
Li Yuanzhi moved to Zhejiang with her father, accompanied by Lu Feiqing. On the way, when encountering The Wenzhou Wang Taiji Gate Zhao Banshan and his party, the Black and White And Impermanent Chang Family Brothers of Xichuan Shuangxia, yi yi yi and other people, Li Yuanzhi, although he was stubborn in nature, had a slight friction with everyone, and did not have much accident. While on the way, I happened to encounter the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau who was taking darts. The goods they escorted were the Korans of the Hui people. Suddenly, a woman in a yellow shirt rode a green horse, trotted and galloped past. The girl was beautiful and beautiful, full of heroism, radiant, when it was really a beautiful winter plum with snow, dew stained pearls, gods like autumn chrysanthemums covered with frost, flowers lined with warm jade, cheeks were red, the sun reflected white clouds, the eyes were shining, and the stars were bright and moonlit. Li Yuanzhi was stunned. Li Yuanzhi dressed as a man, couldn't help herself, urged the horse to follow, stared at her without blinking, very light.
The yellow-shirted girl only said that Li Yuanzhi was light-hearted, waving a horse whip in her hand, already wrapped around the mane of her mount, pulling back with her hand, and ripping off a large piece of hair when she boarded. The horse jumped wildly in pain and nearly knocked her off the horse. The yellow-shirted girl's long whip was waved in the air, crackling, and the horse hair that was ripped off flew in all directions. Li Yuanzhi's heart was on fire, he felt a steel dart, and threw it at the yellow-shirted girl's heart, but he didn't have the intention to hurt her, turned the steel dart upside down, the tip was behind, and shouted: "Hey, little girl, the dart is coming!" The girl's body was tilted to the left, the dart skimmed over the right shoulder, shot to the front, waiting for the steel dart to fly in front of her, the long whip in her hand rolled out, the whip leather rope had rolled the steel dart back, and waved it backwards with her hand, shouting: "Hey, boy, the dart is back to you!" The gesture was not strong, and the steel dart slowly flew backwards towards Li Yuanzhi's chest, and Li Yuanzhi reached out to catch it. Li Yuanzhi was very annoyed, and also laid the groundwork for the misunderstanding of the Qiang Kelan Jing below.
In the evening, Lu Feiqing was eavesdropping in the courtyard to flirt and laugh at the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, and when he encountered the yellow-shirted girl teaching Tong Zhaohe, he secretly followed. It turned out that this group of Hui people belonged to a nomadic tribe on the North Tianshan Road, which was a relict of the Hui people of the Tang Dynasty, with noble folk customs and strong personality, and had always disobeyed the imperial court and ruled by their own divisions. The Mongols of the Yuan Dynasty were arrogant and contemptuously called them "Fear wu'er people", and later generations called them Huibu. In fact, their appearance and customs are very different from those of the Central Plains Hui, not the same race, but the same Muslims.
Zhaohui, the deputy governor of Manchuria under the Zhenghuang Banner and the commander of the Red Banner Protectorate, was then entrusted with the military affairs of the Tianshan North Road, and it was discovered that this clan had an ancestral handwritten copy of the Koran, which was obtained from the Muslim holy land of Mecca, and was cherished by the chief for dozens of generations, and was a sacred relic of this clan. So when Mu Zhuolun was far away, he sent a master to snatch the scriptures, and he wanted to blackmail him, so he was not afraid to return to the people to resist. Mu Zhuolun held a meeting in the desert and led the people to the east to seize the scriptures, vowing to return the holy books to their original owners even if they were violent. At this moment they are reaffirming their vows before vespers.
The next day, Huo Qingtong, a yellow-shirted girl at the mouth of the gorge, led the crowd back to rob the darts. The Hui people on the backs of the four camels suddenly raised a large hammer in each hand at the same time, and slammed yan Shikui's head down. The mountain path was narrow, Ben had little room for maneuver, and at this time it was crowded with people, four Hui people were majestic, riding on the back of camels, condescending, four large hammers weighing more than a hundred pounds each smashed down, Yan Shikui's martial arts could not be avoided no matter how good they were, and even the people and horses on the spot were beaten into a blur of blood and flesh.
Huo Qingtong, the yellow-shirted girl in the Huiren team, jumped off the horse, the long sword shook, cutting the end of the cloth belt tied to Yan Shikui's back, the second sword did not come out, suddenly felt a strong wind behind him, and there was a blade coming. It was None other than Li Yuanzhi. The two of them dismantled more than ten moves in a row, and the two swords did not even touch each other, only because Huo Qingtong only made one-third of each move, and he had already changed his moves before the other party dismantled the frame. Huo Qingtong slashed and slashed at her side, the sword blade had never entered within a foot of her body, but Li Yuanzhi had been forced to be busy and could not stop retreating. If you don't fight, maybe the opponent's false move is actually a real move; if you want to fight, the other party only makes one-third of a move, that is to say, only spends one-third of the time, makes one move, the other party has made three moves, no matter how fast it is, it can't catch up with the opponent's swiftness, and the heart is panicked, and several steps are taken in succession. In fact, her Soft Cloud Sword Technique had also been trained to sixty or seventy percent, and as long as her mind was fixed and she guarded the portal, she might not be defeated immediately. But after all, she was a newcomer, inexperienced, and suddenly saw that her opponent's sword technique was three times faster than her own, and she couldn't help but panic, and since she couldn't fight, she had to run away. Tong Zhaohe snatched away the baggage, Huo Qingtong led the clan to fight with the dart bureau personnel, and the dart bureau received reinforcements from the government, and the dart grabbing failed.
At dusk, everyone stayed in the same inn. Just after entering the door, I saw a young woman with her hair scattered and fighting with four men. Lu Feiqing saw four men besieging a woman and moved his heart of chivalry, although he had a serious case on his body, he said that he could not reach out and manage a tube. Lu Feiqing said to Li Yuanzhi, "You go to break the siege for her, you can't win the fight, Master will help you." Li Yuanzhi was jumping at herself, hoping that Master would have these words, jumped forward, swung his sword, and drank: "Four big men beat a female Taoist family, do you want a face?" Seeing that someone had intervened and someone on his side was injured, the four men roared in unison and turned and left the store.
Tong Zhaohe saw that the young woman's complexion was white and greasy, her face was beautiful, and she was wearing a string of beads on her left wrist, which was round and round, and she couldn't help but feel a sudden attack in her heart, grunt, swallow a mouthful of saliva, and her eyes were spinning wildly. Listening to the young woman is a Jiangnan accent, learning to speak northern dialect, the voice is not pure, but crisp and soft, there is another charm, can't help but go crazy, shouted: "Uncle Tong walked darts, this road came and went dozens of times and also left, never lived in a second-class house." Didn't go to the room, can't you move it to the uncle? Shouting in his mouth, the young woman's door was not closed, and he broke straight in. Sun Laosan reached out to pull, but did not pull.
Tong Zhaohe broke into the room and saw a man lying on the kang. The man on the kang said in a dumb voice, "Come here." Tong Zhaohe took a step closer and said, "What? Do you see how handsome I am? The man said, "I can't see clearly." Tong Zhaohe smiled and took another step closer: "Look clearly, this has become the brother-in-law picking the brother-in-law..."
Without finishing a cheap word, the man on the kang suddenly sat up, as fast as an electric stone fire, and his left hand aimed at his qi Yu point, followed by a slap on his back with his left hand. Tong Zhao and Dengshi flew out like clouds driving the fog, passed out of the door, slammed, and fell solidly in the courtyard. He hit the acupuncture point, wah-wah Sun Laosan, the hand of the journey, rushed over to help him up and whispered, "Tong Ye, don't mess with them, it seems that the idea is from the Red Flower Society." "It turned out that this husband and wife lover were the Red Flower Club BenLei Hand Wentai Communication Fourth Master and Wen Fourth Grandmother Mandarin Duck Knife Luo Bing."
The people in the dart bureau heard that it was the fourth master of the Red Flower Society, and they were very afraid. Qian Zhenglun and Dai Yongming, the two dart masters, helped Tong Zhaohe to come and meet the two and apologize. Lu Feiqing secretly heard about the descendants of Old Master Luo at that time, and thought of his own life. I secretly thought that the red flower would be our brother on the line, almost inseparable from the Dragon Slayer Gang. This matter made me bump into it today, if Lu Feiqing is left alone, figure a fucking mingzhe to protect himself, 'cotton needle' is still a person is not?
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