Chapter 150: Follow God’s will and fulfill people’s wishes.

After hearing this, Feng Yi turned around and saw Li Mochou standing outside the pavilion with a faint smile on her face. She said with a smile: "The emperor in this world is the greatest and he emphasizes following the will of heaven and the people. But this is ultimately just a beautiful expectation and whitewashing.

I am just an ordinary person. As long as I can achieve one of the two, whether it is following the will of heaven or fulfilling the wishes of others, I will feel comfortable. Isn't this for my own benefit?"

Li Mochou was slightly stunned, and whispered: "It seems wrong to say that you are heartless and ungrateful, but you are fickle, but you don't use any tricks against such a beautiful woman as my junior sister. It's really hard to see through you."

Feng Yi laughed: "In fact, I am also attracted by your sister's beauty, but on the one hand, she and Yang Guo are in love, and on the other hand, she runs away at every turn, and chooses to marry someone else in a way that she thinks is good for her lover.

This kind of thing makes me angry just thinking about it. For example, if you marry someone else one day and say it's for my own good, if I don't spank you hard, it's because I have a good temper!

Besides, I am Feng Yi alone, and I have no regrets in my life just to have the attention of beautiful women like you. How can I be greedy? "

Li Mochou snorted, "Stop talking so nice. If my sister didn't love Yang Guo, how could you not tolerate her beauty even if you didn't like her personality? You just regret not meeting her before she got married!"

Feng Yi smiled slightly and changed the subject: "Where is the Golden Wheel National Master Ma Guangzuo?"

Li Mochou said, "He was locked up by Fan Yiweng."

Feng Yi nodded: "Let's go and see Lu'e." Then he reached out and held her hand.

How could Li Mochou resist? After all, she knew that for Feng Yi, anger had to be controlled.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the yard, they met a few disciples from the Jueqing Valley, who all bowed to them when they saw them.

Feng Yi laughed and looked at the distant mountains. He saw vast and boundless mountains, emerald green, charming and majestic, each of which was extremely wonderful. He took a few deep breaths and felt that his internal organs were filled with fresh air, as if he had drunk fine wine. He couldn't help but think: This is truly a paradise, a paradise on earth! But he couldn't help but think of Guo Jing. Peach Blossom Island was also a paradise on earth, but he gave up everything. His whole family and Xiangyang City were buried together under the crushing of the Mongolian army.

As for Guo Xiang's love-brained personality, Feng Yi made no difference whether she was alive or dead.

The two arrived at Lu'e's residence. There were only a few maids in the room, and Lu'e was sleeping soundly. Feng Yi went over to feel her pulse, and a loud voice said, "Brother-in-law, how is my sister?" As he spoke, Fan Yiweng walked in.

Li Mochou glanced at him and hesitated to speak.

Then Feng Yi said: "According to the current situation, it will take two or three months to recover, but..."

"But what?"

Fan Yiweng couldn't help but say.

Feng Yi said: "Nothing! Prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Several maids hurriedly brought writing brushes and ink, and Feng Yi wrote down the inner strength secrets taught by Zhou Botong. He then took out a package from his pocket and opened it. Suddenly, everyone's eyes lit up. There were four items in the package, one of which was a small dagger with a bead the size of a longan seed on the handle, which emitted a soft glow.

In addition to the dagger, there was also a small jade bottle, a piece of sheepskin about seven or eight inches square, and half a Ganoderma lucidum.

Suddenly, he heard a cough. Feng Yi looked over and saw Lu'e waking up. Feng Yi hurriedly sat down beside her bed. Lu'e saw what he was holding and was very surprised. "This is something from our Jueqing Valley. How did it end up in your possession?"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "This was given to me by the old naughty boy."

Lu'e said, "I see."

Li Mochou suddenly realized that the old naughty boy had caused chaos in the four rooms of Shujian, Danzhi, destroyed books, stole swords, kicked the stove and broke Zhi, but gave all the things to Feng Yi. So when she scolded him for not doing his job, he said that it was too late to thank him. It turned out that it should be here.

Feng Yi took out the Ganoderma Lucidum and said, "This is a good thing. It has great benefits for strengthening the body. Take it and I will absorb it for you. You will recover faster."

Lu'e smiled shyly and said, "You are tired too, let's eat together."

Feng Yi responded with a warm smile and said, "I am as strong as an ox. I will recover after a few days of meditation."

Lu'e shook her head and said, "If you don't eat it, I won't eat it either."

"You're so long-winded." Li Mochou was very impatient when she saw the two of them were so affectionate: "Just separate them into two pieces, one for each of us, wouldn't that be better?"

After being scolded by her, Lu'e's face turned pale.

But she had a pretty face and a natural demeanor, and her fear at this moment was quite interesting.

Feng Yi smiled slightly: "I'll listen to you."

He used a dagger to split the half of the Ganoderma into two pieces, ate one piece himself, and put the other piece into Luye's mouth.

Lu'e opened her mouth and ate. Feng Yi pressed his hand on her lower abdomen and injected his true energy into her. This Ganoderma lucidum has been here for hundreds of years. Coupled with Feng Yi's divine illumination power, Lu'e felt warm all over her body and felt extremely comfortable. Her spirit was lifted and her mind became much more alert.

Feng Yi handed the paper with the secret of inner strength to Lu'e and said, "This inner strength will be very effective in helping you regain your strength. You should practice it according to the law in the future. Don't practice the inner strength of Jueqing Valley anymore."

Lu'e felt that his eyes showed concern for her as well as a kind of silent pity. Her heart surged, her eyes became hot, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she almost shed tears.

Lu'e lost her mother and the love of her parents when she was six years old. This Ganoderma lucidum was what her father was going to share with Xiaolongnu.

At this moment, she just wanted to lean on Feng Yi and feel the long-lost love and care, but she was afraid of making Li Mochou unhappy, so she had to desperately hold down the big hand that brought her warmth, as if to make up for the loneliness and helplessness of the past twelve years.

Feng Yi stretched out his hand to cover her small hand, and said softly: "Take a look first. If you don't understand something, I'll come over later and tell you. I'm going to take care of something first."

Lu'e nodded and took the handwritten internal power formula from him.

Feng Yi said: "Brother Fan, take us to see Jinlun."

Fan Yiweng said: "Okay!"

"I'm not going!" Li Mochou snorted.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "If my eldest wife doesn't go, how can I save my life?"

Li Mochou knew that his power was intact, but after hearing these words, she felt extremely happy and shook her head, saying, "Let's go now!"

Jueqing Valley covers a large area, surrounded by mountains, with a radius of more than 40,000 acres. The road is tortuous, and the hills and valleys are blocked. The national teacher and Ma Guangzuo are both imprisoned in the fire-washing room. Without someone to lead the way, it is difficult to find it.

As Feng Yi walked, he said to Fan Yiweng, "Send a few capable disciples out to check the movements of the Mongolian army."

Fan Yiweng immediately ordered someone to do it.

Li Mochou could no longer hold back her doubts and asked, "Fan Yiweng, don't you hate us? You don't want to avenge your master, but you still call me brother-in-law. How can you say that?"

Feng Yi frowned slightly, and saw Fan Yiweng holding his long beard and said, "I am sad about my master's death, but he entrusted my junior sister to Brother Feng in public. How can we, as his disciples, have any say? Moreover, his death was not caused by Brother Feng himself. It is better to say that his dream was shattered and he had no business, so he committed suicide. Many disciples in the valley saw it. Since my junior sister agreed to marry Brother Feng, he is my brother-in-law. What can I not say?"

Li Mochou snorted and said no more.

Feng Yi's heart also went from being uneasy to calm.

It seems that Fan Yiweng also told Lu'e about Gongsun Zhi's death, so that she can feel less burdened.

After a while, they arrived at the fire-washing room and saw several large elm trees shading each other about 70 to 80 feet in front of them. Under the trees was a large kiln for burning bricks and tiles. The imperial teacher and Ma Guangzuo were imprisoned here.

Fan Yiweng said, "It's full of coal dust and dirt. It's not clean. Shall I go and get the two of them out?"

Feng Yi said: "Evil people must have extraordinary qualities. Mochou, you don't have to go in. I'll go in and take a look."

As he and Fan Yiweng walked into the kiln, a wave of hot air rushed towards them and someone shouted, "Who are you?"

A green-clothed disciple came out from behind the brick wall. Seeing that it was Fan Yiweng, he immediately bowed and said, "Big Brother."

Fan Yiweng said, "Lead the way."

The man turned and walked in.

A few people climbed over the brick wall. The heat became even more intense. Two bare-chested laborers were moving a pile of firewood. The green-clothed disciple pushed aside a large stone, revealing a small hole.

Feng Yi poked his head out and saw a stone chamber about ten feet square. The Imperial Master was sitting facing the wall with bursts of white mist coming out of his head. He must be practicing.

Ma Guangzuo, however, lay underground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. It was obvious that his skills were not as good as those of the national master and he could not withstand the high temperature.

Feng Yi turned his eyes and stared at the Imperial Master. After a moment, he admired his determination. After all, if he lost an arm and a leg, he couldn't imagine how crazy he would fall. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Imperial Master, are you still working so hard?"

The Imperial Master turned around and said through gritted teeth, "Feng Yi, your victory was unfair, what is there to be proud of?"

Feng Yi snorted, "Master, you look like a great monk, but in fact you are a treacherous person. You are hypocritical and you repay evil with kindness. You even said that I won unfairly. I also want to compete with you on equal terms, but will you give me a chance?

Besides, ask yourself, if we fight fair and square, what are your chances of winning?"

The Imperial Master said in a deep voice, "What do you know? I am responsible for the honor and disgrace of the Nyingma sect, and the safety of thousands of believers in the temples, but you have nothing to worry about, so you can do whatever you want.

However, from now on, you will be like me. Otherwise, why would you detain Ma Guangzuo as well? Isn't it because you are afraid that the news will leak out and this Jueqing Valley will be destroyed by my Mongolian army? Now the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. There is no point in saying more! I only ask you to give me a quick death!"

Not long ago, Master Jinlun was an omnipotent master, but now he has become a useless person with missing limbs.

Now that his true energy was activated, his shoulders and crotch felt as if cut by a knife, and the pain was piercing. If it weren't for his strong internal strength and the severe injuries and high temperature, he would have died long ago.

But this kind of pain is unbearable for ordinary people. The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and his skinny face turned red and purple.

Feng Yi's face was indifferent, and he said to Fan Yiweng: "Open the door quickly and let Ma Guangzuo out."

Fan Yiweng gave the key to his disciple, opened the door, and shouted, "Someone come!"

Two laborers came in and Fan Yiweng pointed at Ma Guangzuo and said, "Carry him out!"

The Imperial Master watched Ma Guangzuo being dragged out without any action, but his face was ferocious as he stared at Feng Yi fiercely.

"National Master!" Feng Yi suddenly stepped forward and said in a loud voice: "You are also a Mongolian hero. You should know that flowers cannot bloom again and time cannot come back. Although your body is broken, you are still alive. If you are determined to die, your magical skills will be lost. Isn't it a great regret in life?"

The Imperial Master glared at him with a fierce look in his eyes, and sneered, "You still want my martial arts?"

Feng Yi shook his head: "I have obtained the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra. Your other martial arts are not worth mentioning to me.

I just think that even though you lost, it would be a huge loss to the martial arts world if your skills were buried forever.

I hope you can cherish your life and live a few more days. Even if you turn into bones in this cell, if your skills are preserved, perhaps you can become a martial arts master and let your name as the Golden Wheel National Master be passed down to future generations.

If you really don't want to live, why should I do anything? Just commit suicide, and someone will collect your body.

But at that time, you will be buried under the tree and become fertilizer for the flowers. This way of dying is really unworthy of your status as a teacher of a country!"

Feng Yi's words left the Imperial Master speechless. Although he was furious and mad, and wished to grind Feng Yi into ashes, what could he do in the current situation as he was already a prisoner in the fire prison?

Feng Yi sighed quietly: "Since you are from the Nyingma sect, you should know that more than a hundred years ago, there was a master named Jiumozhi. He lost all his martial arts skills, but became a great Buddhist. Are you not as good as him?"

After hearing this, the Imperial Master calmed down and said with a wry smile, "Looking at your young age, it's not surprising that you have great martial arts skills, but you are actually so knowledgeable that even Master Jiumozhi knows about it."

Feng Yi remained indifferent and the Imperial Master fell into deep thought.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Feng Yi sighed and said, "You think about it carefully." He turned and walked out.

When I came out of the fire-washing room, I saw that Ma Guangzuo had woken up, but his face was full of shock and fear.

"Have you killed that bald thief?" Li Mochou snorted and stared coldly at Ma Guangzuo: "What should we do with him?"

Feng Yi looked at Ma Guangzuo and forced a smile on his face: "Brother Ma, what is the fate of the national teacher?"

Ma Guangzuo was stunned and muttered: "This, this..."

"If you stay in the Central Plains, you will end up like him sooner or later." Feng Yi said casually, "I keep my word, you can leave safely. But I hope you can forget everything in this valley, go back to your hometown, and never work for the Mongols while I am still alive!"

"I..." Ma Guangzuo swallowed hard, "I dare not disobey!"

"Very good!" Feng Yi smiled and said, "I regard you as a gentleman who keeps his word, so in my heart you are better than Master Jinlun. Please don't let me down."

Master Jinlun is the master of a country, but Feng Yi said that he is not as good as Ma Guangzuo.

Ma Guangzuo was immediately delighted and said, "Okay, Brother Feng, I almost got roasted like a pig because of what you said, so I won't curse you anymore." He laughed and turned away.

Fan Yiweng said, "Take the Ma warriors out of the valley."

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A green-clad disciple followed.

In just one day, the four masters who came with Ma Guangzuo were all killed by Feng Yi. How could he dare to stay and returned home in a hurry. Naturally, he died of old age, but that is another story for later.

Fan Yiweng then asked, "Brother-in-law, are you really not going to kill that monk to vent my sister's anger?"

"Alas!" Feng Yi closed his eyes and said quietly, "If I were in his place, I would do the same thing. I was furious and injured his body. Now that I think about it, it was indeed an unfair victory. How could I kill him?"

Li Mochou rolled her eyes at Feng Yi and said, "You have the final say. You just called him a wicked person..." Having said this, she suddenly noticed that Feng Yi was unhappy and stopped talking.

Feng Yi opened his eyes and looked at Li Mochou, then said with a smile: "It is true that she is evil, but when I kill people, I don't just distinguish between good and evil, I also distinguish between positions.

Moreover, the so-called evil deeds are not evil in my eyes as long as I have done them before! If there is a certain evil thing that I cannot do, but someone else can do it, then he is an evil person who must be killed.

Therefore, I will kill those who are ungrateful, betray their teachers and ancestors, and forget their origins. How can other people's evil be compared to mine?"

Li Mochou and Fan Yiweng suddenly understood.

Feng Yi looks at evil deeds by putting himself in their shoes. As he said, if he were in the shoes of Master Jinlun, he would also try his best to get out of it. It would not be an evil that requires death.

Li Mochou remembered it even more clearly. He once said to himself that if he was abandoned by someone, ran away to vent his anger, and was forced to swear a poisonous oath, he might become as cynical as himself.

Feng Yi looked around and said, "Just remember that this state teacher's injuries are difficult to heal and he can't make any waves, but once his injuries are healed, he will definitely try to escape.

You should send clever disciples to guard it. If you can get this imperial master to stay here, he will really use this cell as his home for the rest of his life.

He will definitely not let his martial arts skills be buried underground. Perhaps they can be a resource for Jueqing Valley."

Fan Yiweng nodded: "I understand."

Feng Yi and his companions returned to Lu'e's residence. Feng Yi explained the internal energy techniques to her in detail, and also asked Fan Yiweng to listen.

Fan Yiweng was overjoyed.

In the next few days, Feng Yi transferred his true energy to Lu'e every day. Li Mochou felt resentful and spoke little.

But Lu'e was not very shrewd and she thought highly of herself, so she kept finding things to talk about with Li Mochou.

That day, Lu'e couldn't help asking, "Sister Li, I heard from Feng Lang that you have a great reputation in the martial arts world. How did a young and beautiful woman like you do it?"

Although Li Mochou is a world-famous extraordinary woman, she is older than himself and has known Feng Yi before, so she is naturally his sister. He has to be more considerate of her and not have any competitive heart, so as not to make things difficult for Feng Yi.

Li Mochou said casually: "First, rely on martial arts, second, rely on character, and third, rely on means. Jianghu people only recognize fists. As long as you have strong martial arts skills and are decisive in killing, you will have a place in the Jianghu."

Lu'e was disappointed and sighed, "Sister Li, you are really amazing. I heard that the martial arts world is dangerous, but you, as a woman, have been able to make a name for yourself. I have never left the valley since I was a child. If I were to go to the martial arts world, who knows what kind of joke I would make."

Li Mochou sneered and said, "No way, you treat people sincerely, unlike me who has a bad reputation all over the world."

Seeing that she was sincere, Li Mochou's guard gradually dropped. She also didn't want to make things difficult for Feng Yi, so she naturally felt close to Lu'e.

Feng Yi was happy, while Fan Yiweng admired him.

A capable person is indeed a capable person! Even a woman like Li Mochou can compliment others.

A few days later, the disciples of Jueqing Valley reported that the Mongolian army had already set up camp. Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief. That day, he and Li Mochou came to the love flower bush and told them about the dangers of the love flower poison.

When Li Mochou heard this, she wanted to destroy the tree immediately because she thought that if the poisonous sting pricked her, she would be in extreme pain just thinking of her lover.

Feng Yi had exactly this intention, so he obtained Lu'e's consent and sent his green-clothed disciples to cut down every love flower tree in the valley and burn them.

Feng Yi was afraid that if he left even one plant behind, the root of evil would not be removed and would eventually grow again, so he and Li Mochou searched everywhere in the valley, and only stopped when they could find no trace of the flowers, branches, or fruit seeds of the love flower.

After this battle, this strange tree that had brought disaster to the world was finally exterminated by Feng Yi and Li Mochou, and future generations no longer suffered from it. This was also a great act of kindness by Li Mochou.

Another month passed, and after Feng Yi's tireless work, Lu'e's internal injuries healed, but her external injuries had not yet healed completely.

After breakfast that day, Feng Yi said to Lu'e, "It's time for me to leave."

Lu'e's face turned pale and she said anxiously, "I don't want you to leave. I want you to stay here forever!"

In a hurry, she blurted out the two sentences that she had thought about thousands of times in her mind. As soon as she said it, her face turned red with shame and tears began to roll down her cheeks again.

Feng Yi laughed and said, "Don't get me wrong, I haven't married you yet. Even if you ask me to leave, I won't. But I promised the Beggars' Sect that we would meet in Chang'an. How can I break my promise and get rich?"

Lu'e's heart was beating wildly, and she lowered her head and said, "Then I want to go with you too!"

Feng Yi shook his head and looked at Li Mochou again: "Not only can she not accompany me, you can't go either!"

Li Mochou was about to get angry, but Feng Yi held their hands together and said, "A real man, born between heaven and earth, should have the heart to defend his country against insults.

But I went to Mongolia to poison and create a plague. If I don’t do it right, I’m afraid no one will be spared.”

At this point, he raised his eyebrows and said, "If I poison someone and die, it would be retribution, but I can't let you take the risk."

Li Mochou knew very well that there would be many dangers in Mongolia, and she felt sad. When she looked at Lu'e again, she burst into tears.

Feng Yi reached out and wiped away Luye's tears and said, "But don't worry, I won't die easily."

Lu'e wiped her face roughly, holding back her tears and said, "Then can't you not go?" When she said this, her eyes became wet again.

Feng Yi shook his head and said to her: "Some things have to be done by someone. If I don't go and he doesn't go, we Han people will be finished."

Li Mochou said angrily: "Didn't you ask me to resist Mongolia and contribute to the country?"

Feng Yi sighed: "This is a different time. At the beginning, I only treated you as an ally and let you get involved. I didn't consider your life or death. Now you are my lover, how can I let you accompany me to take risks?

I, Feng Yi, am not a saint. I have acquired many abilities. I cannot be a coward, but I can also die in Mongolia.

You guys, I just can’t bear to leave you!”

He handed a bundle in his hand to Li Mochou and looked at Lu'e: "Mochou, Lu'e is weak in nature, so you have to take on the important matters here. It's really difficult for you."

Feng Yi thought that he might live or die on this trip, so his tone was softer than ever before, which made Li Mochou want to cry.

Feng Yi sighed and said, "If I never come back, don't hate me."

Li Mochou knew that Feng Yi had made up his mind and she could not change it, so she took the bundle and stood there blankly, wanting only to cry.

"You must come back." Li Mochou finally uttered a word.

Feng Yi looked at her deeply, then reached out and stroked Lu'e's long black hair, and sighed, "If I can't come back..."

Lu'e felt upset and said anxiously, "You can leave tomorrow morning!"

Feng Yi smiled and whispered in her ear: "The mourning period has not yet passed, aren't you afraid of being wronged?"

When Feng Yi touched Luye's ears, it felt like it was on fire. She said nothing, but thought in her heart, "What grievances are there?"

Feng Yi said: "Okay, today is the day we get married."

In order to prepare for Gongsun Zhi's wedding to Xiaolongnu, all preparations were made in Jueqing Valley on the same day. Although Li Mochou was envious, she did not say anything.

But Feng Yi married both women at once. When everyone had left that night, Lu'e came out with a cup of tea. She came to Li Mochou and bowed to her, saying, "Sister, Lu'e is here to pay her respects to you."

Li Mochou quickly stood up and supported her, saying, "You're killing me, sister, you must not do this."

Lu'e insisted that Li Mochou drink the tea, Feng Yi said: "Although there is no right or wrong, there is a sequence, Mochou, just drink this cup of tea."

Lu'e said happily, "My husband is right."

After hearing Feng Yi's words, Li Mochou stood up and drank the tea politely.

That night was Feng Yi’s wedding night.

Lu'e said that Li Mochou was the eldest, so Feng Yi should go to her room first. But Li Mochou said that Lu'e was a virgin and they were in the Unrequited Valley, so she asked Feng Yi to go to Lu'e's room first, so as not to let her down.

Feng Yi thought about it and agreed.

Li Mochou stretched out her hand and pulled Feng Yi to the door of Lu'e, pushed him into the room, closed the door, and said with a smile: "Sister, if you don't accept him, he will run away from home."

Lu'e glanced at Feng Yi, feeling very shy.

Feng Yi picked her up and carried her to the bed, removing her dress piece by piece. Lu'e had a plump figure, a pretty face, and a crystal-clear white body. Feng Yi's blood rushed at the sight of her. Lu'e trembled slightly, feeling shy and afraid. But her body was not fully recovered, so Feng Yi could only taste it briefly, loving her tenderly and with extreme tenderness.

As the saying goes, the golden needle pierces the peach blossom core; I dare not speak loudly and frown secretly; I smell the delicate fragrance of orchid and musk as he breathes, and at this moment I still hate the heartlessness.

Lu'e thought back to the past and her eyes became wet. Fortunately, she was understanding and didn't say much. She even pushed Feng Yi into Li Mochou's room.

Li Mochou also knew that this was the last time she would see Feng Yi and she didn't know when they would see each other again. She was also an experienced person, so Feng Yi let go of all his worries and displayed his talents. The two of them made love and did everything they could, and they both felt very happy.

The next day, Feng Yi went to see the Imperial Master again before leaving Jueqing Valley and heading north. When he got on the road, he saw smoke and dust everywhere, and teams of people and horses were galloping south. The riders all carried swords and knives, and were very proud.

(End of this chapter)