C1 On Menmeneutic to Save the Hero Left a Legacy

When Xiao Feng stabbed his wolf-head saber into his stomach and killed himself in front of Emperor Da Liao and his sworn brother, Jerichongji, Ah Zi hugged him and jumped down the cliff at Yanmen Pass. From then on, the heroic and righteous Great Hero Xiao, who hated to see Song Liao and his people succeeding in the war, became the god worshipped by all Song Liao's citizens.

He saw the corpses of his sworn brother Xiao Feng and his sister Ah Zi hanging on a tree four to five Zhang above the ground, while his sister Ah Zi's body had already landed on the ground. Duan Ming and Zhu used their Zhen Qi to protect the back of their hearts and pushed their way through the palace with their blood, but after half a day of effort, Xiao Feng and Ah Zi did not react at all.

Duan Jiran returned to the Kingdom of Dali to be his emperor, and Xu Zhu began to return to the common people. He followed the noble surname of Reverend Xuan Ci and married Princess Xi Xia before, formally marrying her and binding the disciples of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands to change their ways of doing good, doing good deeds and doing good deeds, cultivating martial arts, strengthening one's body, protecting the family and protecting the people, recuperating one's life, and acting as the envoy for peace between Xi Xia and Song.

Not long after Duan Ming and Xu Zhu left, a ghost-like figure floated out of the grave. She quickly opened the grave and used a finger technique as fast as lightning to seal Xiao Feng's meridians and then used the same technique to seal Arisaema's two meridians. She placed the two of them side by side and took off their shoes and socks.

The pure yang energy that was emitted from her palm was equivalent to a hundred years of effort. An endless stream of true energy was poured from the bottom of her feet into Xiao Feng's and Ah Zi's entire body, and steam was rising from the top of the old woman's head. She was lying on the withered leaves like a fermented steamed bun, and her clothes were flapping noisily due to the surging true energy.

After about an hour, the old woman who was sitting on the dried up leaf floated in the air with her true energy. Then, she flew up to the sky and put her hands together next to the two corpses, and then she took out the Golden Sore Ointment that she brought along with her and applied it on their wounds. Her handkerchief was wet on their mouths and it didn't take long before Zi woke up from his slumber and called out, "Elder sister … Husband, wait for me. Brother-in-law, I … I can't see you. Brother-in-law, where are you? " The intermittent, heart-wrenching screams made the already quiet valley even more creepy.

The old woman walked up to her and knocked her unconscious again, afraid that she would yell out and break her wounds, and seeing that the two of them would not wake up for a while, she used her top quality light techniques of TIyun Zong, Gecko and Ling Bo Tiny Steps, and very quickly arrived at the place where Duan Ming, Xu Zhu and Liao were fought to death. The dead soldiers of Song Liao were buried there, and the old woman found the place where the corpses of the dead were buried.

When the old woman reached the bottom of the valley, she placed the corpse in the tomb's stone chamber, placed two pieces of green thousand-year cold stone over her eyes, and brought in the unconscious Ah Zi. Everything was in order, so she lit the lantern in front of her, opened the knapsack, and took out a knife of various shapes and sizes. Using Persian hemp, she placed the eyes of the palace maid around Ah Zi's eye socket.

After finishing the operation on Ah Zi, she moved Xiao Feng to the position of the palace maid, opened up his wounds with the steel wire bow, and dripped some Persian hemp onto it. Using iron chopsticks, she used the silk to clear the blood clots in Xiao Feng's stomach, and then used the ox hair needle and goat's intestines to stitch up the wounds. At this time, the moonlight outside the stone house was already shining brightly in the sky, and the old woman, who had been busy for several hours, continued to smear some water on their lips, only then did she stop.

The old woman extinguished the light in the stone room, walked out of the stone room, and sat cross-legged in front of the door. At dawn, she heard a soft moan coming from inside the stone room, "Am I in the Underworld? Why can't I see my mother? " At this time, a sinister voice came from the eighteenth level of hell, "This is the Underworld, your mother has long since passed on." This moaning sound was no other than that of a generation of fierce, heroic Beiqiao (Xiao) peak.

"Soulreaper brat, I'm not even afraid of death, am I afraid of a shameful brat like you? Why did you tie my hands? I, Xiao, have been righteous my entire life, why have I been locked in this pitch-black room? " Xiao Feng had just woken up and was already roaring angrily at this sinister voice. He truly deserved to be called the revered hero of Song Liao and his people.

Xiao Feng wanted to break the rope, but his entire body was in unbearable pain. He chanted an internal technique, but no matter what, he couldn't break the rope in his hands. Suddenly, he felt a leaf floating past, and Xiao Feng, who had already woken up, didn't know anything.

Ladies and gentlemen, who is this old woman? The attentive audience had already guessed a few points from her martial arts skills. That's right, the old woman was no one else but the renowned and mighty Heavenly Mountain fairy maiden.

Someone wanted to ask: Didn't Heavenly Mountain's Grandmother and Senior Sister Li Qiushui die because of love and hatred? Yes, when Heavenly Mountain's Grandmother and Li Qiushui found out from Xu Zhu's portrait that the person their Senior Brother Wuya truly loved was actually Li Qiushui's little sister, their little junior sister, after feeling love and hate for almost a hundred years, it was just a nightmare in their hearts. They laughed at each other as their hearts were filled with fear and despair, as they knew that if they were to survive, Li Qiushui would definitely not let them off. It had to be known that those who cultivated the Tortoise Breath Technique knew about it. Thus, the tortoise breathing technique was divided into three categories: normal tortoise breathing technique, hundred year tortoise breathing technique, thousand year tortoise breathing technique, and ten thousand year tortoise breathing technique.

Only by using the Ten Thousand Year Tortoise Breath could Heaven Mountain's Grandmother be able to fool a martial arts expert like Li Qiushui. When Xu Zhu cried for her, Li Qiushui placed her hand on her artery. She felt that Tianshan Grandmother was really dead, and she could only laugh out loud.

In the cave, there was a huge rock that had been artificially excavated. It was formed from 10,000 years of stalactite and had extremely cold air. To a martial arts expert, this was a gem that was hard to come by in a thousand years. It could help their martial arts progress gradually. However, Xu Zhu was a kind-hearted person with a rich nature. He didn't want to take the boulder for himself and use him to cultivate. Besides, he had seventy years of power from Wu Ya, so he didn't need to borrow the boulder. Therefore, he used the boulder as a resting place for his grandmother's body, expressing his respect for her, and placed a fruit plow next to her body, expressing his condolences for the dead.

Before he started cultivating, he would kneel in front of Tong Wang and pray for his progress in martial arts so that he could avenge Master Xuan Ji's death. When he finished kneeling, he found that the number of fruits and plows near Tong Wang had dwindled a lot, and they had all rolled down onto the ground as he prayed, "Tong Wang, this little monk is disrespectful. I'll disturb your rest, and I'll definitely send someone to send you more fruits and plow for you."

"Master, Grandma is already dead. The melon and plow peach have probably been eaten by the rats," Mei Jian said with a smile. You can't be unreasonable to your grandma, it's clearly your grandma's spirit in heaven. You've used up the fruit immortal, how can you call it a mouse? " Xu Zhu argued.

"Yes, Master," the Plum Sword and Bamboo Sword answered in unison. "My two sisters, stop calling me master from now on. I'm not used to it, just call me Phantom Bamboo!" "Yes, master!" Another chorus resounded. The bamboo could only go with them and start practicing according to the map on the wall.

Three months later, the Void Bamboo had already mastered the martial arts on the stone wall and the Free and Unrestrained Martial Arts of the Free and Unrestrained Martial School to the point of perfection. He didn't have much time to come to the stone cave and spend most of it in meditation, occasionally coming over to pay his respects to Tong.

How could he know that it was his benevolence that had saved her? When Xu Zhu and the rest left the stone room, Tong Wang woke up from her tortoise breathing, recuperated her internal energy, and recuperated from her leg injury. Then, she ate the fruit and plum that she worshipped, making her feel much more comfortable. When the bamboo came back to practice, she was lying there just as she had been before. There was no lack of food, no lack of drink, no wind, no rain; moreover, the boulder helped her recover as soon as possible.

A month later, her leg injury had completely recovered and her power had also recovered to more than eighty percent of its previous state. However, there was one thing that was impossible for her recovery to have recovered, because when she fought with Li Qiushui, she had broken the Jade Maiden Sutra.

After staying in the stone room for more than two months, she had personally experienced the kindness and simplicity of the bamboo, as well as the sadness and ridicule from her previous violent personality. On a moonless and windy night, she descended the mountain and found an old woman who had recently died. As the saying went, "It can't be fake, it can't be fake." After a few days, the dead old woman began to rot, and the hollow bamboo could only seal her up.

After her Jade Maiden Sutra was broken, her body became unbearably hot, because the Jade Maiden Sutra was a furnace for the female Yinqi to rise. She could only survive in a cold place, she had originally planned to spend her life in the north of the world of ice and snow, but when she came to Yanmen Pass, she suddenly remembered something her master once said. In her generation, there was a martial artist called Withering Bones, and at the bottom of Yanmen Pass, there was a cave which was like an ancient tomb.

At that time, the Martial Brother thought that the rapist was dead for sure. He did not expect that after twenty years, this crazy guy would come back to the world, not only did he continue to be evil, but he also killed Martial Arts Master, and the people who were killed by him were all shaken to the core by the ice, until their entire bodies turned into ice corpses. At that time, he did not expect that after twenty years, this crazy guy would suddenly appear again, and not only did he continue to be evil, but he also killed Martial Arts Master.

With the High Monk of the Shaolin Sect leading the entire force of the Central Plains, he was determined to exterminate this kind of demon called Withered Bones, and even had peace in the forest. However, exterminating Withered Bones once again was easier said than done, as he would need a pure, masculine Heavenly Dipper Palm to contend with, and only the Leader of the Free and Unrestrained Sect would be able to cultivate the Heaven Wind Palm to its peak.

In fact, the Heaven Wind Palm came from Shaolin, and all the martial arts in the world came from Shaolin, such that it was a pleasure for him to learn from Shaolin when he was young. However, this person was unruly and did not control himself, he did not care about his teachers, and whenever a senior had a martial arts skill, he would request to pay his respects and wholeheartedly study it. This was a big taboo in the martial arts world, as the disciples of the various sects are allowed to join my sect, but are not allowed to practice martial arts from other sects.

Thus, Le Batian had no choice but to leave the Shaolin Peak. He comprehended the true essence of martial arts in the Dao and formed his own sect, the Free and Unrestrained Faction. Not only that, but Le Wutian had also removed the ostentatious, boastful, and tangled movements from Shaolin martial arts. He had absorbed the essence of martial arts from various sects and schools, and changed the name of Shaolin martial arts to Small Phase Art.

However, Le Wutian was still a generous, merciful, weak, and righteous hero. After receiving Shaolin's invitation, he had worked hard throughout the night to go down the mountain with Wu Lin to destroy Withered Bone at the foot of the mountain. At that time, Withered Bone had already killed dozens of people from the Central Plains Martial Forest. The bottom of the He Lan Mountain had become a cemetery, and the famous people from the Central Plains Martial Forest had all fallen under the hands of Withered Bone. When Le Wutian arrived, the Central Plains Martial Forest had seen a glimmer of hope.

At this time, Le Bones said to Withered Bone, "Withered Bone, your heinous crime is something that both humans and gods find difficult to deal with. If we were to attack together, it would be difficult; but we are martial artists after all, so we don't want to take advantage of the situation; even if I want to kill you, I will have to wait for you to recover a hundred percent of your strength before we can fight you. We will rest here tonight. When the sun rises tomorrow, we will fight alone, and one of us will die while the other one will not, what do you think? " When the Withered Bone Codger saw Le Wuji's heroic spirit, it also agreed.

At dawn of the second day, Le Wutian and Withered Bone began their one-on-one battle. One of them used the Cold Ice Palms to wrest one's soul away from them, while the other used the Heaven Wind Palm to attack even the spirits and spirits of heaven and earth, causing the sky to darken, the sun to dim and the moon to lose its light, and the mountains to shake and the seas to overturn.

At this moment, Withered Bone also gradually felt the strength of his palm running out, but the more he killed, the braver he became, because, when the sun was slightly to the west and the astral qi was rising and the yin qi was descending, Withered Bone also used the last bit of strength he had. After clashing with three of his palms, trying to escape from the palm attack, he knew that it was impossible for him to escape unscathed.

However, his plan was too perfect. Le Batian had already seen through his weak point long ago, and after dealing with the final palm, he used "Chasing Wind and Moon Chasing Wind" to hit Withered Bone Cast accurately on the back of Le Bones' heart. Le Batian could break Golden Stone's palm, let alone a human, even an elephant would have its bones and tendons broken.

His throat felt dry and salty, and he was just about to take a breath of air to suppress it, but why did he have to? Le Wutian's consecutive palm strikes were like a giant wave that continuously surged forth, and Withered Bone's body was like a withered branch that lost its life, falling onto the dust. He didn't even have the chance to let out a grunt before dying on the spot.