C8 2 Save Your Adopted Brother Before the Old Jun Tin Yu Dapeng at the Foot of the Mountain
In the blink of an eye, six or seven years had passed. Other than letting out a few lambs, Yue Fei spent the rest of his time at the window, watching Wang Gui, Tang Xiu, and Zhang Xian study. This was a private school teacher jointly hired by Wang Gui and Tang Yuan, and also by Zhang Yuan, who was not far from here. He was a scholar, as poor as always, and had a little girl under his knees named Liu Ying, who was a year younger than Yue Fei because no one was looking after him.
Little Yue Fei was extremely envious of Wang Gui and the rest. Ever since he was young, he had been very smart, always releasing the lambs early in the morning to eat his fill, and then staying by the window to watch the teachers teach the students how to read. Without a pen, he would find a branch and use it as a pen to draw on the ground. The essays of Wang Gui, Tang Xiu, Zhang Xian, and the others had yet to recite them, but Yue Fei was able to recite them word by word. After school, when his friends were all crazily playing, Yue Fei would always borrow books from Tang Wei, Wang Gui, and the others, sitting by the side and eagerly reading them.
Every time after school was out, Mister Liu would teach Yue Fei and Liu Ying "University", "Analects of Confucius", "Mencius", "Modernization" and other forms of learning. Along with the teachings of his mother, Yue Fei was a famous "little Elementary Scholar" even before he was ten years old, and as Tang Huai Gui and the others grew up, they were not interested in learning at all. On the contrary, they were very interested in practicing martial arts.
On this day, Yue Fei was laying sheep on the open grassland. The sheep were nibbling on the grass in a slow and aimless manner. After reciting a few essays, Yue Fei started to practice his kicks and punches. His two arms danced in the air like tigers and tigers; fists, punches, slashes, stabs, flashes, kicks. At this time, not far from him, there was an old man who had seen everything that happened with Yue Fei in his heart. He had never thought that I would meet such a good martial art Lin Qi, and today, this old man finally has a taste of his heart's desire.
Ladies and gentlemen, who is this old man? He didn't say that he didn't know, but the moment he said this, he was startled. This old man was Prince Consort Xi Xia, the leader of the Free and Unrestrained Faction, and the equally famous Xiao Feng, Zhou Dong. More than ten years ago, the King of Jin Country, Yan Ao Zhan, led two hundred and fifty thousand men to attack Western Xia. Zhou Dong was unable to save Western Xia because he was unconscious, causing the magnificent Western Xia to fall apart overnight. Then, to a martial arts expert like Zhou Dong, and also the fortuitous encounter where he had 70 years of experience, why was he so unconscious that he couldn't even take care of himself? This also begins with Zhou Dong's Qing Ming Festival in Mount Song.
Ever since Xiao Yuanshan had discovered the true identity of Young Master, he had also exposed (Zhou Dong) the mystery of his birth, the host of Shaolin Temple — Xuan Ci, Reverend Fang, killed himself under the staff in order to protect Shaolin Temple's dignity. The Shaolin disciples respected Xuan Ci, and they used Fang Dong's etiquette to place his corpse in the pagoda forest.
After leaving the Buddhist Sect, Zhou Dong, as the son of a human, would come to offer sacrifices to his father every year. This time, Ding Chun Qiu could be considered a disciple of the Sky Mountain Sect, so he was much more enthusiastic towards Zhou Dong, because he and Zhou Dong were fellow disciples of the same sect, and he was very respectful towards Brother Xuan Ci. Even Xiao Yuanshan, Mu Rong Bo, and Ding Chun Qiu were present to offer sacrifices to their father. After Zhou Dong had finished his sacrifice, he returned to the Heaven Mountain, together with the Plum Sword and the Bamboo Sword, to the Spirit Eagle Palace. Along the way, there was a person who was in a particularly cheerful mood. It was the bamboo sword.
Everyone, why is Bamboo Sword so happy? It had been a long time since he had last visited the martial arts world. This was the first reason he was happy. The second reason was that the master had come to pay his respects. He did not even bring his wife, only the two sisters. Furthermore, Zhou Tong, who had entered into his prime, was no longer the "ugly monk" with a head full of abstinence. He had a mature, steady, resolute, free, and easy side, allowing Zhou Mei, Zhu Jian, and the others to see and feel the heat in their ears. After all, he was different from Tong Wang back then, when they were all women, like a jar of aged wine, and without opening it, they could only stew it within the altar.
This sacrifice made the extroverted bamboo sword act like a spoiled child. "Master, this sacrifice looks impressive. My mood is also very good. Sister and I will run in front and see if you can catch up." As he finished speaking, he whipped Mei Jian's horse ferociously on its butt, and the white stallion let out a loud "Hiss Hiss" sound. Its front hooves rose into the air, and it seemed as if Mei Jian had not fallen from his horse. Without waiting for Zhou Dong's permission, the two horses, one white and one red, had already left.
The two horses, Plum Sword and Bamboo Sword, galloped over like a bolt of lightning, laughing and sweating profusely as they waited for Zhou Dong to catch up with the two sisters.
Returning to the Spirit Eagle Palace, Zhou Dong still continued to study his military strategy, but he felt that he hadn't been able to focus his energy for a long time. He even felt drowsy, thinking that he had caught a chill, so he threw his military strategy to the side, and used his small Non-Phase Method to link up his internal energy. When his energy flowed through his acupuncture points such as Jing Men, San Jiao, and Jueyin, he had a feeling of Qi stagnation.
When his wife came to urge him to eat at lunchtime, he stood up, feeling shaky. He hastily finished his meal and returned to his study, wanting to read everything from the Heavenly Mountain's Little Grandmother's medical book. He knew that for a person like him who practiced martial arts, common cold was basically useless against him, and the dizziness he had today was rather strange. Thus, he wanted to see if his grandma had these symptoms in her medical book. Fortunately, the symptoms were not obvious, and he even suspected that he had Qi deviation while practicing, so he could not help but go to sleep early to inform his wife.
One day, he was really unable to wake up, causing Madame Zhou and the disciples of the Free and Unrestrained Sect to come to invite a doctor. The results were very little, and Madame Zhou had no choice but to work day and night to clean his body to prevent him from having bed sores.
Just at this moment, Yan Ao Gu led his troops to invade Western Xia. In a moment of desperation, Mei Jian led his female disciples down the mountain, but unfortunately, they did not have a powerful commander, wise men, powerful attack and defense strategy, and the fate of Western Xia could not be avoided.
After the complete collapse of the Western Xia, Ah Gu ordered the "Long White Four Evils" to rush to the Heavenly Mountain and eliminate the Free and Unrestrained Faction. He knew that Zhou Dong's failure to arrive in Western Xia in time to save his father in law must have been because he was cultivating behind closed doors, or because he had caught a serious disease. If he did not destroy the Spirit Eagle Palace now, then there would be endless trouble for him.
"When the 'Four Evils' arrived at the Spirit Eagle Palace, the floating Zhou Dong was like a yellow crane, disappearing without a trace. The 'Four Evils Changbai' could only return to report." The Long White and Four Evils were empty. Then, where did Zhou Dong go?
It turned out that not long after Mei Jian and the others left the mountain, a fairy-like man came from the outside, he arrived at the Floating Peak Valley, and without any hesitation, he picked up two branches from the ground, and used the Three Style of Soaring Dragons. With a light tap of his feet, his body soared through the air like a dragon, and with a move of "Flying Dragon in the sky", he appeared halfway up the valley, and with the first branch in his hand, he landed on the tip of the tree.
When he arrived in front of Zhou Dong's sickbed, he heard Madame Zhou mumbling to herself: "Husband, why are you not sick at this time? I'm worried that my royal father and mother are at the side. If the villains were to attack the mountain now, what would happen to me?" After he finished speaking, tears began to spill from his eyes.
When the old Daoist heard this, he was deeply touched. "As long as I still have one breath left, I will never let anyone touch a single hair on his head." The old Daoist, who was hiding in the shadows, saw the bamboo swords coming and going. The lady was always by his side, so he could only spy on her.
Taking advantage of this chance, the old Daoist walked over to Zhou Dong's side and lightly tapped his wrist with three fingers, feeling the Yin energy and the scorching heat colliding with each other. He was extremely poisoned, so he quickly retreated from the room and stayed in the dark. However, he had a good understanding of Zhou Dong's illness, and was pondering why Zhou Dong's poisoning was so toxic. Even though the old Daoist was one of the top experts in the martial arts world, he could not figure out why Zhou Dong had been poisoned.
After a few more days, an old Daoist standing outside the dream garden of the Spirit Eagle Palace announced in a loud voice, "The Nine-Nine Bodhi Barbarians cry their guts out for their husband; it was only because of the midway point of their dreams that life and death were so vast. "Exquisite Sky Sovereign …"
The bamboo sword was fast and the old Daoist's body was even faster. With a shake of his body and a casual move of "Hidden Dragon enters the Abyss", he was already standing behind the bamboo sword. After the bamboo sword was raised and stabbed again, Madame Zhou shouted, "Stop the bamboo sword!"
The sword that was about to be unleashed, was suddenly stopped by the Madam, and the inertia of the sword made her unable to stop, so she had to throw away the sword and hit the old Daoist firmly in the chest. With this kind of force, the old Daoist stood firmly, without moving an inch, as if he was rooted in place, blocking the force of the sword's fall, making a bold and ruthless bamboo sword turn red, and asked the old lady: "Master, where did this old Daoist come from, daring to act so arrogantly in the Spirit Eagle Palace, why didn't you let me teach him a lesson."
Lady Zhou said, "Bamboo swords are not allowed to be rude!" Then he turned to the old Daoist and said, "Master, may I ask, how do you know about the 'Nine-Nine Bodhi Berserkers'? "Right now, my husband's life is truly filled with the difference between life and death. With an expert here, I accept this little girl's respect!" With that, Madame Zhou prepared to bow.
The old Daoist waved his horsetail whisk, blocking Madame Zhou's bow, and said: "This humble one is not some great expert, I have already taken over the pulse of Hero Zhou, he seems to be deeply poisoned, and this humble Daoist will not be able to find out what's going on for a while, but I advise Madam to quickly bring Hero Zhou out of the Spirit Eagle Palace, this place is not a place where you can stay for long. If Madame can trust this humble Taoist, this humble Taoist will protect Madam and Hero Zhou. Leaving the Sky Mountain, returning to the Central Plains and waiting for this humble one to find the Godly Doctor An Daoquan, there will be hope for Hero Zhou's body to recover! "
After knowing that the Western Xia Emperor had broken through, Madame Zhou was saddened. She said, "Thank you, Master. This little girl will pack up her things and return to the Central Plains with my husband."
