Zongwu: I have no fault in Yang Guo, how can I change it?

Chapter 134 Goodbye Jianghu!

Cold winter, the twelfth lunar month.

The sky and the earth are white, and the snowflakes are falling like catkins. Wherever the eyes can see, there is nothingness.

Stepping on the thick snow, it made a "creaking" sound.

"Woo~"

Hearing the sound, Yang Guo, who was carrying the epee, stopped and raised his head, revealing a weathered face.

The divine eagle galloped down, and the strong wind it brought up blew Yang Guo's cheeks.

"Goo?"

The Divine Condor poked Yang Guo's shoulder, seeming suspicious.

"Brother Diao, I should go too," Yang Guo smiled, but the smile was a bit bitter.

"Cuckoo?"

"My aunt and I were going to spend the New Year with you, but she has disappeared now, and I'm going to look for her."

"Goo~"

Shen Diao nodded his head half-understood, and slowly lowered his body.

Yang Guo paused slightly, and asked in surprise, "Brother Diao, do you want to go with me to find aunt?"

"Ugh-"

The divine eagle let out a long cry, and poked Yang Guo again, as if urging him.

Yang Guo was silent for a long time, nodded, and landed lightly on the generous back of the divine sculpture.

"Brother Diao, let's... go to Luoyang first..."

The divine eagle spread its wings, facing the snowflakes dancing all over the sky, soaring into the sky, Yang Guo sat upright, with a little memory in his eyes.

more than a month ago.

Outside the city of Xiangyang.

"Cough cough..."

Yang Guo coughed violently, the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth instantly turned into ice balls.

"Brother Xiao, Yang Shaoxia's injury has flared up again, what should I do!"

Hearing A'Zhu's words, Xiao Feng hastily reined in the reins, opened the cotton bamboo curtain to block the wind, and entered the compartment.

"Brother Yang, I will help you exercise your skills and adjust your breath to get rid of this cold air!"

Yang Guo gradually stopped his exercise in "Shaoyang Rejuvenation Chapter", smiled and shook his head.

"No need, this old 'Xuanming God's Palm' is like a gangrene attached to the bone, if it is not for the inner strength of the most rigid and yang, it will not be eliminated so quickly."

Hearing this, Xiao Feng rarely showed guilt on his resolute face.

"If Brother Yang hadn't used his internal strength frequently to save me that day, I'm afraid it wouldn't have dragged me down so badly."

"Brother Xiao, don't blame yourself, Mr. Yang also wants to thank you for saving me out of the city."

Yang Guo waved his hand indifferently, opened the horse window next to him, looked at the rolling hills, his eyes gradually lost their focus, and let the cold wind blow.

A'Zhu shivered, obviously feeling cold, but she didn't say anything, just sighed.

"Ms. Long, hurry up and show up. Yang Shaoxia was so happy before, but now he talks so little that he is like a piece of wood." '

Seeing Yang Guo's appearance, Xiao Feng felt uncomfortable.

He is not only grateful to Yang Guo, but also regards Yang Guo as his friend.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Feng spoke slowly.

"Brother Yang, there are many masculine martial arts in Shaolin, such as the 'Wuxiang Jiezhi' and 'Great Vajra Palm' all belong to this category. Xiao's mentor is Master Xuanku. Let's go to worship the mountain..."

"Brother Xiao has enmity with Shaolin, and I don't like those monks, so why make things difficult for myself."

Yang Guo put down the curtain, turned his head and said, saw A'Zhu was shivering from the cold, his brows revealed apologetic.

"Ah Zhu, I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now, I was too engrossed in my thoughts, and I didn't notice you."

"It's okay, Yang Shaoxia and you too... By the way, Yang Shaoxia and I also have this Shaolin martial arts here, you can see if it is useful for you."

As A'Zhu said, he took out a book from his cuff.

Yang Guo was slightly stunned, took it casually, flipped through an article, and handed it to Xiao Feng.

"Brother Xiao, this is the kung fu that Ah Zhu brought from Shaolin... um... this kung fu is not weaker than the 'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms' of the Beggar Clan, just take a look."

Xiao Feng accepted the letter doubtfully, looking at the obscure Sanskrit words, his thick brows frowned.

A'Zhu has never read this cheat book before, seeing Xiao Feng's strange expression, he couldn't help feeling puzzled.

"What's wrong with Brother Xiao, what's wrong with this martial art?"

"There's only one problem, that is, the words on this cheat book are like ghost symbols, so I can't understand them at all."

After speaking, Xiao Feng handed the cheat book to A'Zhu, and A'Zhu immediately sighed:

"Ah~ I spent so much effort to steal martial arts that I didn't understand, no..."

A'Zhu seemed to think of something, looked at Yang Guo with pretty eyes, and said with a smile, "Yang Shaoxia, how do you know that this martial art is not weaker than 'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms'? Could it be that you can understand the words on it?"

"I don't understand, but the picture on it is also a martial art, and Sanskrit should be another."

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, took the cheat book again and checked it, this time he looked more carefully and found some clues.

"Brother Yang's words are true. This picture is also a martial art, but it should not be the martial art of the Central Plains."

Yang Guo nodded, looking back and forth between the two, silent for a long time.

"Brother Xiao, A'Zhu, there is always a banquet in the world, let's say goodbye here, and see you someday."

A'Zhu's expression changed, and he hurriedly said: "How can this be done, your injury has not healed, so..."

"There's no need to stay, I... also want to be alone."

Interrupted by Yang Guo, Ah Zhu's words were stuck in his throat, so he cast his eyes on Xiao Feng.

I saw Xiao Feng took a deep breath, with a serious expression, patted Yang Guo on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Yang, goodbye in Jianghu!"

"Goodbye Jianghu!"

Yang Guo cupped his fists, carried the heavy sword on his back, and strode into the mountains.

A Zhuxiu frowned, very puzzled in her heart, she couldn't help asking:
"Brother Xiao, why didn't you stop Yang Shaoxia? Isn't his injury serious? Is it not dangerous for him to leave like this?"

Looking at Yang Guo's bleak back, Xiao Feng pursed his lips.

"Brother Yang is the same as me in some ways. What he decides will never be changed easily, just like...just like when I decided to go to Shaolin."

A'Zhu was stunned, her beautiful almond eyes showed the color of memory.

That day in Mudu Town.

Xiao Feng bid farewell to everyone, Yang Guo didn't say anything to persuade them to stay.

A word of goodbye from the rivers and lakes has already said everything.

There was silence in the carriage.

for a long time.

A'Zhu broke the deadlock, blinked his big eyes, and asked slowly, "Brother Xiao, where shall we go next?"

"I……"

For some reason, facing Azhu Chichen's gaze, Xiao Feng would subconsciously dodge it.

Azhu smiled, and took the initiative to hold Xiao Feng's generous hand.

"Brother Xiao, wherever you go, A'Zhu will go, whether it's wandering around the rivers and lakes, or living in seclusion outside the Great Wall, as long as I'm with Brother Xiao, A'Zhu is willing to go."

Xiao Feng was silent for a while, "Ah Zhu, last time I went to Shaolin, I didn't know the truth from Abbot Xuanci, I plan to go again in a while!"

A'Zhu seemed a little surprised, and seemed to have known about it a long time ago. After flashing his eyes twice, he replied firmly, "Okay, then A'Zhu and Brother Xiao will go to Shaolin together!"

The last time Xiao Feng went to Songshan Northern Shaolin, he not only returned without success, but was also seriously injured.

However, that battle allowed Xiao Feng to further improve his martial arts, and there was a hint of integration of "Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms", "Dragon Claw Hands" and "Dragon Capturing Kung Fu".

Now that he has gone through that tough fight in Xiangyang again, Xiao Feng has made great progress in the integration of these three martial arts.

(End of this chapter)