Chapter 247
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Li Zhuxian is furious. He has seen soldiers fighting, and a Chinese soldier blocking the battle of millions of soldiers with one knife. He has seen people fighting. Who is better than who? Leng's afraid of horizontal, horizontal afraid not to die.
But it's the first time for him to see this fool fighting against the crazy horses empty handed. What ability dare he stand before such powerful potential energy? The ancient martial arts master still has to think about it. Is this boy's forehead trampled by a horse's hoof?
Li relegation fairy in mid air, because the distance is too far, also did not come to Xu Qing in time to protect. The horses swerved, and the rear horses whipped hard toward Xu Qing's position like a big whip.
Xu Qingqi sinks into the red field, and his hands hang his wings like white cranes. He has been thinking about how he beat back the mutant wildebeest with one hand in his mind. The horses come at a gallop. The people behind him who have no time to escape are even more weak and fall to the ground in panic.
Xu Qing lifted his breath, his clothes moved with the wind, and his breath filled his whole body. When a horse hit him sideways, he drew an arc on his arms and stuck it to the horse. He felt the huge energy contained in his body. He did not dare to hold the bar hard. He quickly withdrew his hands, stepped the eight trigrams under his feet, retreated to the position of the horse's buttocks, and hit the horse with his shoulder. The horse was unstable and ran into the horses.
The poor horse was unstable and fell heavily on the ground. The horse behind couldn't hold his pace at all. Shengsheng stepped on it. His body burst and blood splashed. The horses behind were tripped one after another and their bones accumulated. It was a shocking scene.
Xu Qing is in a position where the antelope avoids the place of death, but he still has to resist one horse to meet his own. In a crisis, he is more and more mentally observing the horse's movement. It seems that he has entered a strange state. After playing Taijiquan for more than 10000 times, he finally finds a way. At the moment, his feet are taijitu and his arms are taijitu The picture is like a fish swimming among the horses. Seven or eight horses are confused by him, which gradually dissolves the potential energy of the horses' tails.
As Xu Qing gets better and better, he smiles at the corners of his mouth. After understanding the power of nature, he also understands the two essences of Tai Chi, which are borrowing and releasing.
Xu Qing's heart is empty and bright. In a blood mist, he is like a boat without any wet. At this time, Xu Qing keenly felt a murderous spirit. On his side, he turned his head in a hurry. He saw a handsome man hanging on the side of a horse, with a cold face and a whip in his hand. He looked at himself completely. Xu Qing was surprised that he was going to kill himself?
Because of the instant distraction, Xu Qing didn't notice a horse coming from him. He hit his chest. Xu Qing's brain was blank, and his blood gushed out. He flew out and fell under countless horses' hoofs.
Xu Qing wants to get up and dodge quickly, but he suddenly doesn't dare to move, because he feels that his chest bone is broken, and the fracture points to his heart. He will die if he moves, but he won't move or die? I can't save myself. I'll break it first. It's a damn day.
Xu Qing is the tough guy. Although Taiji uses softness to overcome hardness, he is still tough when he plays. Hard spirit comes and goes. He is hurt by hard spirit.
Xu Qing was very conscious. He saw the man hiding by the side of a horse running towards his knees. Who was paralyzed? Today it's ruined his hands.
At the critical moment, Xu Qing was about to die. Li relegation fairy flew in, holding a long silver sword, gently rowed and burst out: "open the mountain!"
Almost close to the sole of Xu Qing's feet, there was a ravine. The front legs of the most forward seven or eight horses sank in, neighing, breaking their necks and splashing blood.
The young man on the side of the horse jumped up after his horse fell down, flew to Xu Qing, grabbed Xu Qing's chest clothes, jumped up, glided toward the river, put it in a safe position, and then swept into the horses, flew to a horse, a whip corrected the movement of the horses, indescribably elegant.
Previously, Li relegation Xian had already prepared a sword, and finally he killed the boy. He didn't expect that he was saving people, so he gave up. His body was floating on the horse's back, and he was brewing a second sword. Suddenly, someone flew to him in the distance. He was a big old monk with six scars on his head. He stood in front of Xu Qing's body, inhaled, and then roared: "retreat!"
The sound was like a torrent of sound. The horse, who had been frightened, stood still and never ran or screamed again.
A man-made disaster subsided. The people Xu Qing tried to protect surrounded Xu Qing with horror and tears in their eyes. Although many experts came here today, they only remember the white haired man who was the first to block his own body and was not able to block the horses.
Xu Qingsheng was afraid that these people would touch him. He pleaded: "elder brother and elder sister, uncles and aunts, please don't touch me. Someone who knows medical skills will give me massage reset, maintenance and treatment. I can't be killed!"
They are all Chinese. Although they are ethnic minorities, there is no one who can't understand them. As soon as the words come out, no one dares to touch them. It's a good thing for Xu Qing to feel the stabbing pain obviously. Because he can feel the pain, it means that he can't die twice, but his mouth is always bleeding out one by one. Looking at the clouds in the sky, he can't say: "it's no good without surgery. It didn't hurt his heart, it hurt his lung."
After that, I finally felt overwhelmed and fainted.The old monk stopped the horses with a shout of anger. He turned to look at Xu Qing and tore open his chest clothes. First of all, he was shocked by his scars. Observing the sunken position, he raised Xu Qing's hand, put his palm on Xu Qing's broken bone, and raised it slightly, as if there were bursts of dragon chants. His two fingers gently touched one of his acupoints and put down his hand.
The blood stopped, and the old monk put his hands together and said, "this son is very good." Then he took out a pill from his heart and put it into Xu Qing's mouth. Instead of letting him swallow it, he just let him hold it.
Li Shuxian watched everything, but the old monk didn't even care if he fed Xu Qing pills. He said: "if Shaolin is really a great master in the Wulin, the younger generation are a little interesting. Who is your master? "
The old monk put his hands together and said, "Amitabha," and then said, "I am a teacher of Dharma."
"Oh, are you the" Guan "generation?"
"The poor monk observed the words."
"Well, I've had a fight with Hsieh Chih of Shaolin. I'm two generations higher than you. Ha ha With that, Li Xun Xian sat beside Xu Qing, picking his feet.
The old monk can see Li relegation immortal's ability. Just now, the King Kong lion roared, and everything was quiet. Only the old man didn't move. Now when he heard that he had a battle with the abbot, he didn't dare to slack off. He bowed to himself and said, "I've met you."
"Don't deal with this empty head. Who will explain what's going on?" Li relegation Xian is a little angry. It's obviously not a coincidence that the horses are here. It's obvious that they are out of business. Looking at the young man with a group of dogs and eagles on his shoulder, he is the one who finally saves Xu Qing. He can't see clearly, or he has already died by his own sword.
The young man took off his equipment, strode to a group of people, knelt down and said, "I'm sorry for you. I've surprised you. Today, I have nothing to do. I come out to play. I want to gallop. I didn't expect that I should be responsible for such a thing. I will help you rebuild your homes. "
Li Chuxian snorted, noncommittal.
The old monk asked people to carry Xu Qing into a yurt. A group of villagers were still frightened. Li relegated Xian said a word of relief: "one by one, don't worry. It's winter now. Isn't this ready for you? If you don't die in great danger, you will be blessed. What's the point? Peaceful world, such a good location, what trouble can there be? "
After all the dust settled, the village head came to several wudaozhong people sitting together. He was no stranger at all. He bowed and said, "thank you, dear guests from afar."
Li relegated to immortality and said: "far away, it's all in the pass! The high-speed railway will arrive in two hours! "
If Xu Qing is sober, he will definitely scold him, "you old bastard, do you know that there are high-speed railways in the world?" It's a pity that he hasn't woken up yet.
It's really autumn. Sooner or later, it's cold. The clothes of these nomadic people are covered with cotton. When they are drinking outside, they also need a bigger fire.
Here it is.
There is no sense of disobedience among Li relegation Xian, the old monk and the young man who is fighting eagles and dogs here. Such people in the river and lake will always cause waves in the civilian society, but there is no one here. It shows that this kind of people are used to this kind of people.
During the conversation, the old village head only relied on the old monk and was a little wary of Li relegation Xian and the young man, so his words were all for the old monk. In the chatter, the situation was almost clear. There was a clan nearby, and others called them the horse gang. A young master came here to look for water and had a crush on the most beautiful woman among the nomadic people Child, is the granddaughter of the old village head.
After all, the young master said that the girls didn't want to. Later, he simply robbed them. Thanks to the fact that a special team from the northern theater came here for training, they exchanged fire directly. The soldiers of the special team mobilized the marine brigade and nearly killed the horse gang. Later, they lived in seclusion in the mountains, put down their words and said that they would level them sooner or later. Because of fear, they followed the special team here all the time It's been stable for about a year. Recently, another ultimatum came. Several young people in the village went out to find someone to decide, but none of them came back.
Li Shuxian sighed and said: "there are always injustice in the world, because there must be something to keep a balance. If there are no bullies on the common people, the existence of those who are responsible for protecting the common people is meaningless. In that case, the world is really tasteless." At the end of the speech, he put his eyes on the young man, and said faintly: "to put words on the door is to destroy the door. If you don't kneel down today, you'll be able to do it!"
The young man said with a smile: "elder, it's really nothing to do with me. It's really an accident. My name is Lin Chong. I live deep in Daxinganling and like a hawk dog. I really don't know what the horse Gang is. My parents are good people. If you don't believe me, I'll invite my parents to apologize for the local people tomorrow."
Li Zhuxian nodded gently and said, "you still have some skills. I really want to see who you learned your skills from. Monk, how did you come here? "
The old monk said, "my master said that my cultivation has reached a bottleneck. It's time to go out for a walk and practice the practice of asceticism. He said that there is a good relationship in the north, so he came! And there it is
Li Zhuxian said happily: "it's really interesting. It's Lin Chong's and Guan Yu's. If that boy's name is Jia Baoyu, I'll change his name to Monkey Sun and make up four famous books!"The old monk put his hands together and said, "master, I'm a poor monk. I'll watch the game without saying a word."
"Zhiniang thief, it's no fun. I'm just joking!"
Lin Chong shook his shoulder and let the shoulder eagle fly away. He asked tentatively, "I don't know who the white haired little brother is from the elder generation? You don't know his name, either? "
Li Shuxian pulled his feet, shook his head and said, "that's my apprentice. I forgot to ask him his name. But, old village head, I don't want to meddle in your business. My apprentice will help you deal with it. Relax and don't worry! "
Looking at the old man in ragged clothes, he said with a smile, and then heard that the white haired child who was not dying to save people was his disciple. The master who could teach such a child was certainly not a bad man. The old village head was also relieved, and asked: "there is a saying that I don't know when to ask, but I don't know how old the child is
Li Xun Xian stretched his arms for a while, stretched his waist for a long time, and said vaguely: "Buddha said, you can't say..."
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Li Zhuxian is furious. He has seen soldiers fighting, and a Chinese soldier blocking the battle of millions of soldiers with one knife. He has seen people fighting. Who is better than who? Leng's afraid of horizontal, horizontal afraid not to die.
But it's the first time for him to see this fool fighting against the crazy horses empty handed. What ability dare he stand before such powerful potential energy? The ancient martial arts master still has to think about it. Is this boy's forehead trampled by a horse's hoof?
Li relegation fairy in mid air, because the distance is too far, also did not come to Xu Qing in time to protect. The horses swerved, and the rear horses whipped hard toward Xu Qing's position like a big whip.
Xu Qingqi sinks into the red field, and his hands hang his wings like white cranes. He has been thinking about how he beat back the mutant wildebeest with one hand in his mind. The horses come at a gallop. The people behind him who have no time to escape are even more weak and fall to the ground in panic.
Xu Qing lifted his breath, his clothes moved with the wind, and his breath filled his whole body. When a horse hit him sideways, he drew an arc on his arms and stuck it to the horse. He felt the huge energy contained in his body. He did not dare to hold the bar hard. He quickly withdrew his hands, stepped the eight trigrams under his feet, retreated to the position of the horse's buttocks, and hit the horse with his shoulder. The horse was unstable and ran into the horses.
The poor horse was unstable and fell heavily on the ground. The horse behind couldn't hold his pace at all. Shengsheng stepped on it. His body burst and blood splashed. The horses behind were tripped one after another and their bones accumulated. It was a shocking scene.
Xu Qing is in a position where the antelope avoids the place of death, but he still has to resist one horse to meet his own. In a crisis, he is more and more mentally observing the horse's movement. It seems that he has entered a strange state. After playing Taijiquan for more than 10000 times, he finally finds a way. At the moment, his feet are taijitu and his arms are taijitu The picture is like a fish swimming among the horses. Seven or eight horses are confused by him, which gradually dissolves the potential energy of the horses' tails.
As Xu Qing gets better and better, he smiles at the corners of his mouth. After understanding the power of nature, he also understands the two essences of Tai Chi, which are borrowing and releasing.
Xu Qing's heart is empty and bright. In a blood mist, he is like a boat without any wet. At this time, Xu Qing keenly felt a murderous spirit. On his side, he turned his head in a hurry. He saw a handsome man hanging on the side of a horse, with a cold face and a whip in his hand. He looked at himself completely. Xu Qing was surprised that he was going to kill himself?
Because of the instant distraction, Xu Qing didn't notice a horse coming from him. He hit his chest. Xu Qing's brain was blank, and his blood gushed out. He flew out and fell under countless horses' hoofs.
Xu Qing wants to get up and dodge quickly, but he suddenly doesn't dare to move, because he feels that his chest bone is broken, and the fracture points to his heart. He will die if he moves, but he won't move or die? I can't save myself. I'll break it first. It's a damn day.
Xu Qing is the tough guy. Although Taiji uses softness to overcome hardness, he is still tough when he plays. Hard spirit comes and goes. He is hurt by hard spirit.
Xu Qing was very conscious. He saw the man hiding by the side of a horse running towards his knees. Who was paralyzed? Today it's ruined his hands.
At the critical moment, Xu Qing was about to die. Li relegation fairy flew in, holding a long silver sword, gently rowed and burst out: "open the mountain!"
Almost close to the sole of Xu Qing's feet, there was a ravine. The front legs of the most forward seven or eight horses sank in, neighing, breaking their necks and splashing blood.
The young man on the side of the horse jumped up after his horse fell down, flew to Xu Qing, grabbed Xu Qing's chest clothes, jumped up, glided toward the river, put it in a safe position, and then swept into the horses, flew to a horse, a whip corrected the movement of the horses, indescribably elegant.
Previously, Li relegation Xian had already prepared a sword, and finally he killed the boy. He didn't expect that he was saving people, so he gave up. His body was floating on the horse's back, and he was brewing a second sword. Suddenly, someone flew to him in the distance. He was a big old monk with six scars on his head. He stood in front of Xu Qing's body, inhaled, and then roared: "retreat!"
The sound was like a torrent of sound. The horse, who had been frightened, stood still and never ran or screamed again.
A man-made disaster subsided. The people Xu Qing tried to protect surrounded Xu Qing with horror and tears in their eyes. Although many experts came here today, they only remember the white haired man who was the first to block his own body and was not able to block the horses.
Xu Qingsheng was afraid that these people would touch him. He pleaded: "elder brother and elder sister, uncles and aunts, please don't touch me. Someone who knows medical skills will give me massage reset, maintenance and treatment. I can't be killed!"
They are all Chinese. Although they are ethnic minorities, there is no one who can't understand them. As soon as the words come out, no one dares to touch them. It's a good thing for Xu Qing to feel the stabbing pain obviously. Because he can feel the pain, it means that he can't die twice, but his mouth is always bleeding out one by one. Looking at the clouds in the sky, he can't say: "it's no good without surgery. It didn't hurt his heart, it hurt his lung."
After that, I finally felt overwhelmed and fainted.The old monk stopped the horses with a shout of anger. He turned to look at Xu Qing and tore open his chest clothes. First of all, he was shocked by his scars. Observing the sunken position, he raised Xu Qing's hand, put his palm on Xu Qing's broken bone, and raised it slightly, as if there were bursts of dragon chants. His two fingers gently touched one of his acupoints and put down his hand.
The blood stopped, and the old monk put his hands together and said, "this son is very good." Then he took out a pill from his heart and put it into Xu Qing's mouth. Instead of letting him swallow it, he just let him hold it.
Li Shuxian watched everything, but the old monk didn't even care if he fed Xu Qing pills. He said: "if Shaolin is really a great master in the Wulin, the younger generation are a little interesting. Who is your master? "
The old monk put his hands together and said, "Amitabha," and then said, "I am a teacher of Dharma."
"Oh, are you the" Guan "generation?"
"The poor monk observed the words."
"Well, I've had a fight with Hsieh Chih of Shaolin. I'm two generations higher than you. Ha ha With that, Li Xun Xian sat beside Xu Qing, picking his feet.
The old monk can see Li relegation immortal's ability. Just now, the King Kong lion roared, and everything was quiet. Only the old man didn't move. Now when he heard that he had a battle with the abbot, he didn't dare to slack off. He bowed to himself and said, "I've met you."
"Don't deal with this empty head. Who will explain what's going on?" Li relegation Xian is a little angry. It's obviously not a coincidence that the horses are here. It's obvious that they are out of business. Looking at the young man with a group of dogs and eagles on his shoulder, he is the one who finally saves Xu Qing. He can't see clearly, or he has already died by his own sword.
The young man took off his equipment, strode to a group of people, knelt down and said, "I'm sorry for you. I've surprised you. Today, I have nothing to do. I come out to play. I want to gallop. I didn't expect that I should be responsible for such a thing. I will help you rebuild your homes. "
Li Chuxian snorted, noncommittal.
The old monk asked people to carry Xu Qing into a yurt. A group of villagers were still frightened. Li relegated Xian said a word of relief: "one by one, don't worry. It's winter now. Isn't this ready for you? If you don't die in great danger, you will be blessed. What's the point? Peaceful world, such a good location, what trouble can there be? "
After all the dust settled, the village head came to several wudaozhong people sitting together. He was no stranger at all. He bowed and said, "thank you, dear guests from afar."
Li relegated to immortality and said: "far away, it's all in the pass! The high-speed railway will arrive in two hours! "
If Xu Qing is sober, he will definitely scold him, "you old bastard, do you know that there are high-speed railways in the world?" It's a pity that he hasn't woken up yet.
It's really autumn. Sooner or later, it's cold. The clothes of these nomadic people are covered with cotton. When they are drinking outside, they also need a bigger fire.
Here it is.
There is no sense of disobedience among Li relegation Xian, the old monk and the young man who is fighting eagles and dogs here. Such people in the river and lake will always cause waves in the civilian society, but there is no one here. It shows that this kind of people are used to this kind of people.
During the conversation, the old village head only relied on the old monk and was a little wary of Li relegation Xian and the young man, so his words were all for the old monk. In the chatter, the situation was almost clear. There was a clan nearby, and others called them the horse gang. A young master came here to look for water and had a crush on the most beautiful woman among the nomadic people Child, is the granddaughter of the old village head.
After all, the young master said that the girls didn't want to. Later, he simply robbed them. Thanks to the fact that a special team from the northern theater came here for training, they exchanged fire directly. The soldiers of the special team mobilized the marine brigade and nearly killed the horse gang. Later, they lived in seclusion in the mountains, put down their words and said that they would level them sooner or later. Because of fear, they followed the special team here all the time It's been stable for about a year. Recently, another ultimatum came. Several young people in the village went out to find someone to decide, but none of them came back.
Li Shuxian sighed and said: "there are always injustice in the world, because there must be something to keep a balance. If there are no bullies on the common people, the existence of those who are responsible for protecting the common people is meaningless. In that case, the world is really tasteless." At the end of the speech, he put his eyes on the young man, and said faintly: "to put words on the door is to destroy the door. If you don't kneel down today, you'll be able to do it!"
The young man said with a smile: "elder, it's really nothing to do with me. It's really an accident. My name is Lin Chong. I live deep in Daxinganling and like a hawk dog. I really don't know what the horse Gang is. My parents are good people. If you don't believe me, I'll invite my parents to apologize for the local people tomorrow."
Li Zhuxian nodded gently and said, "you still have some skills. I really want to see who you learned your skills from. Monk, how did you come here? "
The old monk said, "my master said that my cultivation has reached a bottleneck. It's time to go out for a walk and practice the practice of asceticism. He said that there is a good relationship in the north, so he came! And there it is
Li Zhuxian said happily: "it's really interesting. It's Lin Chong's and Guan Yu's. If that boy's name is Jia Baoyu, I'll change his name to Monkey Sun and make up four famous books!"The old monk put his hands together and said, "master, I'm a poor monk. I'll watch the game without saying a word."
"Zhiniang thief, it's no fun. I'm just joking!"
Lin Chong shook his shoulder and let the shoulder eagle fly away. He asked tentatively, "I don't know who the white haired little brother is from the elder generation? You don't know his name, either? "
Li Shuxian pulled his feet, shook his head and said, "that's my apprentice. I forgot to ask him his name. But, old village head, I don't want to meddle in your business. My apprentice will help you deal with it. Relax and don't worry! "
Looking at the old man in ragged clothes, he said with a smile, and then heard that the white haired child who was not dying to save people was his disciple. The master who could teach such a child was certainly not a bad man. The old village head was also relieved, and asked: "there is a saying that I don't know when to ask, but I don't know how old the child is
Li Xun Xian stretched his arms for a while, stretched his waist for a long time, and said vaguely: "Buddha said, you can't say..."
Li Zhuxian is furious. He has seen soldiers fighting, and a Chinese soldier blocking the battle of millions of soldiers with one knife. He has seen people fighting. Who is better than who? Leng's afraid of horizontal, horizontal afraid not to die. But it's the first time for him to see this fool fighting against the crazy horses empty handed. What ability dare he stand before such powerful potential energy? The ancient martial arts master still has to think about it. Is this boy's forehead trampled by a horse's hoof? Li relegation fairy in mid air, because the distance is too far, also did not come to Xu Qing in time to protect. The horses swerved, and the rear horses whipped hard toward Xu Qing's position like a big whip. Xu Qingqi sinks into the red field, and his hands hang his wings like white cranes. He has been thinking about how he beat back the mutant wildebeest with one hand in his mind. The horses come at a gallop. The people behind him who have no time to escape are even more weak and fall to the ground in panic. Xu Qing lifted his breath, his clothes moved with the wind, and his breath filled his whole body. When a horse hit him sideways, he drew an arc on his arms and stuck it to the horse. He felt the huge energy contained in his body. He did not dare to hold the bar hard. He quickly withdrew his hands, stepped the eight trigrams under his feet, retreated to the position of the horse's buttocks, and hit the horse with his shoulder. The horse was unstable and ran into the horses. The poor horse was unstable and fell heavily on the ground. The horse behind couldn't hold his pace at all. Shengsheng stepped on it. His body burst and blood splashed. The horses behind were tripped one after another and their bones accumulated. It was a shocking scene. Xu Qing is in a position where the antelope avoids the place of death, but he still has to resist one horse to meet his own. In a crisis, he is more and more mentally observing the horse's movement. It seems that he has entered a strange state. After playing Taijiquan for more than 10000 times, he finally finds a way. At the moment, his feet are taijitu and his arms are taijitu The picture is like a fish swimming among the horses. Seven or eight horses are confused by him, which gradually dissolves the potential energy of the horses' tails. As Xu Qing gets better and better, he smiles at the corners of his mouth. After understanding the power of nature, he also understands the two essences of Tai Chi, which are borrowing and releasing. Xu Qing's heart is empty and bright. In a blood mist, he is like a boat without any wet. At this time, Xu Qing keenly felt a murderous spirit. On his side, he turned his head in a hurry. He saw a handsome man hanging on the side of a horse, with a cold face and a whip in his hand. He looked at himself completely. Xu Qing was surprised that he was going to kill himself? Because of the instant distraction, Xu Qing didn't notice a horse coming from him. He hit his chest. Xu Qing's brain was blank, and his blood gushed out. He flew out and fell under countless horses' hoofs. Xu Qing wants to get up and dodge quickly, but he suddenly doesn't dare to move, because he feels that his chest bone is broken, and the fracture points to his heart. He will die if he moves, but he won't move or die? I can't save myself. I'll break it first. It's a damn day. Xu Qing is the tough guy. Although Taiji uses softness to overcome hardness, he is still tough when he plays. Hard spirit comes and goes. He is hurt by hard spirit. Xu Qing was very conscious. He saw the man hiding by the side of a horse running towards his knees. Who was paralyzed? Today it's ruined his hands. At the critical moment, Xu Qing was about to die. Li relegation fairy flew in, holding a long silver sword, gently rowed and burst out: "open the mountain!" Almost close to the sole of Xu Qing's feet, there was a ravine. The front legs of the most forward seven or eight horses sank in, neighing, breaking their necks and splashing blood. The young man on the side of the horse jumped up after his horse fell down, flew to Xu Qing, grabbed Xu Qing's chest clothes, jumped up, glided toward the river, put it in a safe position, and then swept into the horses, flew to a horse, a whip corrected the movement of the horses, indescribably elegant. Previously, Li relegation Xian had already prepared a sword, and finally he killed the boy. He didn't expect that he was saving people, so he gave up. His body was floating on the horse's back, and he was brewing a second sword. Suddenly, someone flew to him in the distance. He was a big old monk with six scars on his head. He stood in front of Xu Qing's body, inhaled, and then roared: "retreat!" The sound was like a torrent of sound. The horse, who had been frightened, stood still and never ran or screamed again. A man-made disaster subsided. The people Xu Qing tried to protect surrounded Xu Qing with horror and tears in their eyes. Although many experts came here today, they only remember the white haired man who was the first to block his own body and was not able to block the horses. Xu Qingsheng was afraid that these people would touch him. He pleaded: "elder brother and elder sister, uncles and aunts, please don't touch me. Someone who knows medical skills will give me massage reset, maintenance and treatment. I can't be killed!" They are all Chinese. Although they are ethnic minorities, there is no one who can't understand them. As soon as the words come out, no one dares to touch them. It's a good thing for Xu Qing to feel the stabbing pain obviously. Because he can feel the pain, it means that he can't die twice, but his mouth is always bleeding out one by one. Looking at the clouds in the sky, he can't say: "it's no good without surgery. It didn't hurt his heart, it hurt his lung." After that, I finally felt overwhelmed and fainted.The old monk stopped the horses with a shout of anger. He turned to look at Xu Qing and tore open his chest clothes. First of all, he was shocked by his scars. Observing the sunken position, he raised Xu Qing's hand, put his palm on Xu Qing's broken bone, and raised it slightly, as if there were bursts of dragon chants. His two fingers gently touched one of his acupoints and put down his hand. The blood stopped, and the old monk put his hands together and said, "this son is very good." Then he took out a pill from his heart and put it into Xu Qing's mouth. Instead of letting him swallow it, he just let him hold it. Li Shuxian watched everything, but the old monk didn't even care if he fed Xu Qing pills. He said: "if Shaolin is really a great master in the Wulin, the younger generation are a little interesting. Who is your master? " The old monk put his hands together and said, "Amitabha," and then said, "I am a teacher of Dharma." "Oh, are you the" Guan "generation?" "The poor monk observed the words." "Well, I've had a fight with Hsieh Chih of Shaolin. I'm two generations higher than you. Ha ha With that, Li Xun Xian sat beside Xu Qing, picking his feet. The old monk can see Li relegation immortal's ability. Just now, the King Kong lion roared, and everything was quiet. Only the old man didn't move. Now when he heard that he had a battle with the abbot, he didn't dare to slack off. He bowed to himself and said, "I've met you." "Don't deal with this empty head. Who will explain what's going on?" Li relegation Xian is a little angry. It's obviously not a coincidence that the horses are here. It's obvious that they are out of business. Looking at the young man with a group of dogs and eagles on his shoulder, he is the one who finally saves Xu Qing. He can't see clearly, or he has already died by his own sword. The young man took off his equipment, strode to a group of people, knelt down and said, "I'm sorry for you. I've surprised you. Today, I have nothing to do. I come out to play. I want to gallop. I didn't expect that I should be responsible for such a thing. I will help you rebuild your homes. " Li Chuxian snorted, noncommittal. The old monk asked people to carry Xu Qing into a yurt. A group of villagers were still frightened. Li relegated Xian said a word of relief: "one by one, don't worry. It's winter now. Isn't this ready for you? If you don't die in great danger, you will be blessed. What's the point? Peaceful world, such a good location, what trouble can there be? " After all the dust settled, the village head came to several wudaozhong people sitting together. He was no stranger at all. He bowed and said, "thank you, dear guests from afar." Li relegated to immortality and said: "far away, it's all in the pass! The high-speed railway will arrive in two hours! " If Xu Qing is sober, he will definitely scold him, "you old bastard, do you know that there are high-speed railways in the world?" It's a pity that he hasn't woken up yet. It's really autumn. Sooner or later, it's cold. The clothes of these nomadic people are covered with cotton. When they are drinking outside, they also need a bigger fire. Here it is. There is no sense of disobedience among Li relegation Xian, the old monk and the young man who is fighting eagles and dogs here. Such people in the river and lake will always cause waves in the civilian society, but there is no one here. It shows that this kind of people are used to this kind of people. During the conversation, the old village head only relied on the old monk and was a little wary of Li relegation Xian and the young man, so his words were all for the old monk. In the chatter, the situation was almost clear. There was a clan nearby, and others called them the horse gang. A young master came here to look for water and had a crush on the most beautiful woman among the nomadic people Child, is the granddaughter of the old village head. After all, the young master said that the girls didn't want to. Later, he simply robbed them. Thanks to the fact that a special team from the northern theater came here for training, they exchanged fire directly. The soldiers of the special team mobilized the marine brigade and nearly killed the horse gang. Later, they lived in seclusion in the mountains, put down their words and said that they would level them sooner or later. Because of fear, they followed the special team here all the time It's been stable for about a year. Recently, another ultimatum came. Several young people in the village went out to find someone to decide, but none of them came back. Li Shuxian sighed and said: "there are always injustice in the world, because there must be something to keep a balance. If there are no bullies on the common people, the existence of those who are responsible for protecting the common people is meaningless. In that case, the world is really tasteless." At the end of the speech, he put his eyes on the young man, and said faintly: "to put words on the door is to destroy the door. If you don't kneel down today, you'll be able to do it!" The young man said with a smile: "elder, it's really nothing to do with me. It's really an accident. My name is Lin Chong. I live deep in Daxinganling and like a hawk dog. I really don't know what the horse Gang is. My parents are good people. If you don't believe me, I'll invite my parents to apologize for the local people tomorrow." Li Zhuxian nodded gently and said, "you still have some skills. I really want to see who you learned your skills from. Monk, how did you come here? " The old monk said, "my master said that my cultivation has reached a bottleneck. It's time to go out for a walk and practice the practice of asceticism. He said that there is a good relationship in the north, so he came! And there it is Li Zhuxian said happily: "it's really interesting. It's Lin Chong's and Guan Yu's. If that boy's name is Jia Baoyu, I'll change his name to Monkey Sun and make up four famous books!"The old monk put his hands together and said, "master, I'm a poor monk. I'll watch the game without saying a word." "Zhiniang thief, it's no fun. I'm just joking!" Lin Chong shook his shoulder and let the shoulder eagle fly away. He asked tentatively, "I don't know who the white haired little brother is from the elder generation? You don't know his name, either? " Li Shuxian pulled his feet, shook his head and said, "that's my apprentice. I forgot to ask him his name. But, old village head, I don't want to meddle in your business. My apprentice will help you deal with it. Relax and don't worry! " Looking at the old man in ragged clothes, he said with a smile, and then heard that the white haired child who was not dying to save people was his disciple. The master who could teach such a child was certainly not a bad man. The old village head was also relieved, and asked: "there is a saying that I don't know when to ask, but I don't know how old the child is Li Xun Xian stretched his arms for a while, stretched his waist for a long time, and said vaguely: "Buddha said, you can't say..."
