The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 232 Divine Carving and Different Snake (seeking monthly ticket)

In the middle of the night, the old beggar of the beggar gang woke up slowly, and his injuries had recovered a lot.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and saw Master Yideng taking care of him, he was slightly startled, then remembered something and struggled to get up.

"Yao Jinyi from the Beggar Gang, thank you Master for your rescue, may I ask Master Nandi Yideng?"

"Amitabha, old monk Yideng, the name of the Southern Emperor is in the past, Yao benefactor is the eighth generation disciple of the beggar gang, elder Yao who is called 'hate evil as hatred' by people in the world?"

Master Yideng helped Yao Jinyi up and asked.

Yao Jinyi looked excited: "I am Yao Jinyi, I don't dare to be 'jealous like hatred', but I just see that I have to make peace. I didn't expect to see one of the five wonders in the world today. I thank the master for saving me. If you dare to ask the master, do you know the whereabouts of my family leader Hong? ?”

Yideng shook his head slightly: "The Qigong Shenlong can't see the end, and I haven't seen the old monk for many years."

Yao Jinyi couldn't help sighing, and said, "Oh, I don't know where the old man is now, and whether he is in good health."

Master Yideng asked: "Isn't Huang Ronghuang, the head of the Gui Gang, in charge of the Gui Gang now? She's on Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea. If you need anything, why don't you go to her?"

Yao Jinyi sighed: "Guangzhu Huang has just given birth to a daughter, and his body has not yet recovered. It is really inconvenient."

Yideng couldn't help laughing, and said with emotion: "Rong'er has become a mother too."

He couldn't help but think of the scenes when Guo Jing traveled across mountains and rivers to Hunan to find him to rescue Huang Rong a few years ago.

These seem to be still in front of me, I don't want the little girl in the past to become a mother.

"Master, thank you for your rescue today, but although Yao's skills are not as good as others, he still wants to talk to this guy!"

After finishing speaking, he sat up, looked at Feng Ji who closed his eyes and meditated not far away, and shouted: "Boy, where did you learn the skill of subduing the dragon with eighteen palms?"

"In the whole world, the only ones who know my beggar gang's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are my old gang leader and Huang Ronghuang gang leader. Where did you steal it from?"

As soon as this remark came out, even Master Yideng couldn't help looking at Feng Ji, and also had this question in his heart.

His apprentice, Ci'en, showed fierce eyes frequently, looking at Feng Ji with murderous intent, but then hurriedly lowered his head, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and suppressed his murderous nature.

Feng Ji opened his eyes, looked at Yao Jinyi indifferently, and asked, "I also want to ask, the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" of the Beggar Clan a hundred years ago has been lost, how did your Beggar Clan find this palm technique again?" Inherited?"

When he said a word, Master Yideng was taken aback.

Then Yao Jinyi's face changed drastically, and he stared at Feng Ji: "You...you...who are you?"

Master Yideng saw that Yao Jinyi lost his composure, and immediately realized that what Feng Ji said was true.

He was horrified, the beggar gang is the largest gang in the world right now, and their secret school "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" lost its inheritance a hundred years ago?

How can this be?

Feng Ji chuckled lightly, and said lightly: "A great event happened in the martial arts a hundred years ago. A leader of the Beggar Clan, although a hero and a hero, was expelled by you beggars because of his background. Out of the beggar gang."

"Since then, the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" and the "Dog Beating Stick Technique", the top skills of the Beggar Clan, have been lost. I'm curious, how did you get this technique again?"

Feng Ji was curious in his heart. After he entered the Kongxiang Temple, the time in the outside world passed quickly.

I don't know if Qiao Feng returned to the Beggars' Gang.

But according to his opinion, it is basically impossible for the Beggar Gang to let Qiao Feng go back. As a Khitan, he is destined not to be able to live in Song Dynasty.

I just don't know how Qiao Feng will end up afterwards.

Judging from the fact that the Beggar Clan disciples still have the inheritance of "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" and "Dog Beating Stick Technique", it is estimated that Qiao Feng passed these two skills back to the Beggar Clan.

It's just that I don't know whether he taught the beggars' sect in person or had someone teach it on his behalf.

Yao Jinyi was inexplicably horrified and didn't know what to say for a while.

Of course he didn't know what happened a hundred years ago, but he had heard old leader Hong talk about this secret of the Beggars' Clan, and it was rumored that the current dispute between the Dirty Clothes Sect and the Clean Clothes Sect of the Beggars Clan also started at that time.

It's just the specific details, but he doesn't know much about it.

It's just that the young man in front of him, who is not very old, actually knows these secrets. This person probably has a great relationship with the Beggars' Clan.

At that moment, he couldn't help but said: "Who is your Excellency, do you dare to report your name?"

Feng Ji said indifferently: "My name, I have already said it just now, you have been eavesdropping at the door for a long time, don't you know?"

"Hmph, you are full of treasonous words, how do you know if it's a pseudonym?"

"Hahaha, there is nothing in this world that makes me dare not even reveal my real name."

"The slap just now didn't kill you. It's not because you were lucky. It's just that I didn't want to kill you. Don't think that I really dare not kill you. You old beggar, if you hate evil, you have to distinguish between black and white."

"Like you, relying on martial arts, if others say things that don't suit you, you will kill them. Are you worthy of the word 'hate evil as hatred'?"

Feng Ji's words made Yao Jinyi's face extremely ugly, and he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Your surname Yao behaves uprightly and sits upright. You are always instigating others to rebel, so I don't think I can see your evil intentions?"

Feng Ji laughed softly: "Why, you are from the imperial court? I said rebellion, and it hit your sore spot?"

"Although I am not a member of the imperial court, the Mongolian Tartars are now invading the Central Plains of China. It should be a moment when the army and the people of the world are united in fighting against the foreign captives, but you are here to stir up trouble. Shouldn't you fight?"

Feng Ji couldn't help sneering: "The army and the people are united? Who is united with a pariah like you? Can't you see that the Song and Manchu dynasties are superior in civil and military affairs?"

"Can't you see that in Lin'an City, the emperor is absurd day and night, living a life of wine pools and meat forests?"

"Xiangyang City was besieged by the Mongolian army. Lu Wenhuan has not received reinforcements from the imperial court so far. Jia Sidao, Lu Wende and others, who cares about Xiangyang?"

"The army and the people are united, it's ridiculous!"

"Right now, Xiangyang City needs to be supported by you martial artists who transport military rations inside. This is the nonsense of the Great Song Dynasty that you want to support."

Feng Ji's words were like the deafening sound of beating drums, which made Yao Jinyi turn pale and speechless.

Because the Song Dynasty court was indeed fatuous and immoral.

He also heard that the princes of the imperial court were still discussing to replace General Lu Wenhuan, who guarded Xiangyang, and let Gundam guard Xiangyang.

The officials were suspicious of General Lu Wenhuan's guarding Xiangyang, thinking that General Lu Wenhuan might support his own troops and seek refuge in Mongolia, so he could not guard Xiangyang for a long time.

He has heard of all these, but people in this era have been educated since childhood to be loyal to the emperor and patriotic.

The foolish and loyal thinking that the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die has long been implemented in the depths of their thinking.

Therefore, they can only pay for the fault of the rotten Song ruler at the bottom, and run desperately to Xiangyang to help defend Xiangyang.

He couldn't say enough about Feng Ji, so he could only say: "No matter what, now is the critical moment for the army and the Mongols to fight. No one should say these reactionary words now to affect the morale of the army."

Feng Ji smiled, and said lightly: "I'm telling you this because I see that you have a heart to save the country and the people, so I just remind you a few words. Relying on the Song Dynasty to resist the Mongolian Tartars is just a daydream."

"The monarch and ministers are distracted, the emperor loses his virtue, and the court is full of civil and military affairs, only caring about his own happiness."

"If such a ruler does not fall, you will never try to drive out the Tartars."

After Feng Ji finished speaking, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he got up immediately and walked outside the temple.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and the white morning light had already appeared.

Yao Jinyi watched Feng Ji leave, and wanted to ask about the origin of the exercises, but because of his injuries, he could only watch him leave.

In the ruined temple, other people also hurriedly packed their things and left this place of right and wrong in a hurry.

After a while, only Master Yideng was left in the temple.

At this moment, there was no one around, Master Yideng sighed with emotion, and said: "Benefactor Yao, that Benefactor Feng has extraordinary martial arts, he has never looked like a Mongolian spy, maybe you are worrying too much."

Yao Jinyi said: "Whether he is a spy or not, this person should not say those rebellious words at Dasheng Pass."

"If people hear it, it's hard to guarantee that it will affect everyone's anti-captive mood."

"Amitabha……"

Master Yideng sighed, but felt that what Feng Ji said was actually very reasonable.

He himself was a former emperor, so he knew more clearly that a corrupt regime was powerless to resist foreign captives.

It's a pity that Confucianism is too strong, and there are many scholars in the world who are foolish and loyal.

Even if there are intelligent people, no one will say such rebellious words. It is better to be in the officialdom, make money, be corrupt and have fun.

Everyone is like this, how can the Great Song Dynasty be immortal?
Although he became a monk in Tianlong Temple, the current situation in Dali is actually no different from that of Song Dynasty, and it has reached this point.

Looking at the back of Feng Ji who was going away, he felt emotional in his heart, he was afraid that there would be another big turmoil in the Jianghu when this person went out and in the rivers and lakes.

"Amitabha……"

He recited the mantra again and sighed.

"Master, you have seen a lot, but you can see this person's roots?" Yao Jinyi couldn't help asking Yideng.

Master Yideng shook his head slightly: "As far as I know, there are eighteen dragon-subduing palms in the world, only the leader of your gang, Hong, and his apprentice Guo Jing, the rest I have never heard of."

Yao Jinyi looked solemn, and said: "This matter is of great importance, Master Yideng, I need to inform the Ninth Elder immediately."

At that moment, he struggled to get up and limped out of the ruined temple.

……

But Feng Ji walked all the way to Xiangyang, inquiring about the valley of the strange snake along the way.

Along the way, they came to a dilapidated small village. Feng Ji saw that there were only a few families in the village, all of whom were young and old.

Presumably all the young and strong fled away, leaving only these widows, old and young, unable to travel far.

He walked into the village and saw a blind old man at the head of the village, groping around the well, as if he wanted to fetch water.

Feng Ji walked over and said, "Old man, do you want to fetch water? I'll help you."

As he spoke, he threw the wooden barrel into the well water and lifted a bucket of water.

The blind old man said gratefully, "Thank you sir."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "I'm not an adult, I'm just a wanderer walking the rivers and lakes. Where is the old man's house? I'll take you back."

"Don't bother, don't bother the hero." The old man changed his words and quickly waved his hands in panic.

Feng Ji didn't force it, just asked: "Old man, I want to ask you something, do you know that there is a kind of strange snake near here?"

"A different snake? Is the hero talking about the poisonous golden snake in the southwest valley?" The old man asked after hearing the words.

Feng Ji was overjoyed immediately, and quickly asked, "You know?"

"I know a little bit. I used to be a snake catcher. That kind of strange snake walks like flying. It is extremely difficult to catch, and it is highly poisonous. I am deeply impressed."

"Old man, where is this poisonous snake?"

"Thirty miles to the southwest, there is a valley where this snake often appears."

"Thank you, old man."

Feng Ji was overjoyed and was about to leave.

Suddenly, I heard a call not far away: "Grandpa!"

The blind old man's expression changed immediately, he threw down the bucket and shouted, "Xi'er!"

Feng Ji looked, but saw a six or seven-year-old girl running over, offered to help the blind old man lift the bucket, and looked at Feng Ji curiously.

But the old man hastily pulled the girl behind him, with a hint of vigilance in his expression.

Feng Ji suddenly realized, no wonder the old man refused to let him bring water home for him. It turned out that he had a granddaughter at home.

In this time of war and chaos, such a little girl is the most likely to be abducted.

What's more, some refugees who escaped from the famine couldn't eat, and might even have the idea of ​​cannibalism.

In short, he is such a blind old man with such a young granddaughter, so he is naturally cautious.

Feng Ji sighed, although he knew that the way of the world was like this, he still couldn't bear it.

Immediately, he took out some broken silver, handed it to the old man, and said: "Old man, thank you for your advice, this little silver, let you and your granddaughter live."

"This...how can this be done? No, no..."

The blind old man immediately refused, but his hand sank suddenly, and he took a handful of broken silver, and then went to grope for Feng Ji's figure, where could he find it?
"Heroes? Heroes?"

"Grandpa, he...he flew away." The granddaughter cried out in surprise.

"Fly away? This... Could it be that the old man met a god?"

"Quick, Xi'er, quickly kneel down with me, thank you benefactor."

An old man and a young man knelt down at the head of the village, bowing in the direction where Feng Ji left.

Feng Ji's figure was like lightning, he had already performed his lightness kung fu, and rushed to the southwest direction rapidly.

After traveling for about thirty miles, I immediately felt that the valley was dry and hot.

The ground cracked, and cracks appeared.

This place should have been a lake and stream before, but now the stream has dried up, and the silt has cracked gullies.

Feng Ji searched in the mountains, when he suddenly heard a distant cry!
Immediately there was a strong wind, and the trees cracked and collapsed.

His heart skipped a beat, he jumped up immediately, and chased after him with lightness kung fu.

But hundreds of meters away, an ugly and bald eagle was fighting fiercely with two giant snakes in the woods.

This big vulture is huge and extremely ugly, with sparse feathers all over its body.

The fishing mouth is curved, the feathers are yellow and black, it looks very dirty, there is a big blood-red sarcoma on the top of the head, the legs are extremely thick, and sometimes the wings stretch out, but they are very short, but they are also majestic.

Look at those two giant snakes again, their bodies glow with golden light faintly.There are fleshy horns on the top of the head, and it walks like the wind.

Although the ugly eagle was clumsy, it was extremely fast when it lowered its head to peck. Its sharp claws were like steel blades.

Puchi grabbing it out can often tear rocks and grab trees, with great strength.

It's just that the giant snake was too fast and failed to catch it several times.

Suddenly a snake entangled one of the eagle's feet, and then quickly coiled up, strangling its body quickly, intending to hang the eagle to death.

But seeing the big eagle hastily lowered his head to peck, but the position of the snake was so tricky that the big eagle's mouth couldn't reach it.

At that moment, its wings wanted to break free, splitting the giant snake apart.

However, this Pu Si Qu Snake also had a lot of strength, after several times, the big eagle couldn't break free.

At the same time, another big snake coiled up, wrapping around its sharp claws.

Da Diao suddenly became unstable and fell backwards.

Feng Ji was amazed and couldn't help laughing and said, "What a big eagle!"

It turned out that the direction where the big eagle fell was actually a raised boulder.

Pressing down so hard, the giant snake suddenly suffered pain, and the snake's body relaxed a little.

But seeing the big eagle spread its wings vigorously, with a bang, it tore the strange snake into several pieces, and let out bursts of chirping.

Seeing this, Feng Ji smiled and said, "Brother Diao, can you leave one for Feng?"

With a flash of his figure, he had already appeared in the forest, flicked his fingers, and with a puff, a Shaoshang sword shot out, instantly piercing through the big snake on the big eagle's claw.

The Divine Condor gave a strange cry, and turned to look at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji walked over with a smile, clasped his fists in salute, he knew that this big eagle had already understood human nature.

Sure enough, the big eagle was very happy, croaked, raised its claws, and gave the big snake to Feng Ji.

Feng Ji laughed loudly, immediately picked up the big snake, and directly took out the snake gall.

But seeing that the snake's gallbladder is deep purple, it seems to contain spiritual power.

Feng Ji couldn't help being overjoyed, knowing that this thing is indeed a great tonic.

Open your mouth immediately, wrap it with internal force, and swallow the snake gall.

After a while, a hot current emanated from the stomach and flowed to the limbs and bones.

Feng Ji looked at the attribute panel and immediately found that the attribute points increased by 10 points in an instant.

This made him laugh out loud: "What a Boss snake."

"Wow—"

On the Divine Eagle's side, he also tore open the snake's belly, took out the snake's gall and swallowed it, and let out a cheery cry.

Looking at the big eagle, Feng Ji suddenly remembered that he once learned a psychic spell in the Vulture Palace.

This spell is actually a method of using spiritual knowledge.

The method he used to enter the dream in Tianshan Mountain was actually a technique researched through the combination of "Sound Transmission and Soul Searching Dafa" and "Spiritualism".

Looking at the divine sculpture at this time, he suddenly thought that perhaps he could use this method to communicate with it.

The spiritual consciousness is fluctuating at the moment, so use this method.

The spiritual consciousness drilled into the mind of the god carving, and immediately he felt connected with the consciousness of the god carving, and seemed to be able to understand the meaning of the god carving.

"Brother Diao, where do you live?"

"Zhi—(in the hole)"

"Can you take me to see it?"

"Okay—(Okay)"

Feng Ji discovered that the meaning of the divine eagle's spiritual knowledge was very simple, and his IQ was about the same as that of a six or seven-year-old child.

The emotions expressed are not complicated, and the attitude towards Feng Ji is friendly.

Feng Ji laughed, and immediately followed the sculpture to the depths of the valley.

Feng Ji walked all the way, and after a while, he came to the cave mentioned by the eagle.

This cave is spacious, and there are obvious man-made traces in it, such as stone tables and benches, everything is available.

Feng Ji immediately understood that this place should be the seclusion of the sword demon Dugu Qiubai.

Feng Ji is very curious, is Dugu Qiubai still alive at this time?

　Ask for a monthly pass
　　
　
(End of this chapter)