Chapter 209 Six Meridians Divine Sword

Anyone who practices martial arts strives to reach the upper level and is eager to obtain extraordinary skills and secret techniques. There are endless cases of masters and apprentices becoming enemies, husbands and wives turning against each other, and brothers breaking off their friendship.

Although Feng Yi has many extraordinary skills, he has also been interested in learning about the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts.

However, while he was waiting for the other party to teach him, Wuyazi closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

This made him feel itchy, and he didn't know what the old man was thinking at the critical moment. Su Xinghe smiled and said, "My Xiaoyao Sect has profound martial arts and a wide variety of types. My master has three fellow disciples, and my master ranks second, but his martial arts are stronger than my uncle, so he is the head of the sect.

Later, my master accepted Ding Chunqiu and I as his disciples. He set a rule that whoever wanted to be the head of the sect had to compete in various skills, not only in martial arts, but also in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Ding Chunqiu knew nothing about various miscellaneous studies. Seeing that the leader had no hope, he suddenly plotted against the master, knocked the master into the deep valley, and severely injured me. Firstly, he could not break through the formations of the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams and Qimen Dunjia that I had set up. Secondly, I said to him: "Ding Chunqiu, you plotted against the master and your martial arts are better than mine, but you can't even touch the edge of the most profound martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect. Do you want to read the book "Northern Divine Art"? Do you want to learn the light skill of Lingbo Weibu?"

Duan Yu thought to himself: "I am so lucky!"

"And what about the 'Tianshan Six Yang Palm'? What about the 'Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand'? What about the 'Eternal Spring Skill'?"

These are the most advanced martial arts of our sect. Even our master was too busy to learn many techniques and was unable to master many of them.

When Ding Chunqiu heard this, he was so happy that his whole body trembled, and he said: "If you hand over these martial arts secrets, I will spare your life today."

I said, "How can I have such a secret book? But I know where the master kept the secret book. If you want to kill me, go ahead."

Ding Chunqiu said: "Of course the secret book is beside the Xingxiu Sea, how could I not know it?"

I said, "Yes, it is indeed by the Xingxiu Sea. If you have the ability, go find it yourself."

Ding Chunqiu pondered for a while, knowing that the Xingxiu Sea was hundreds of miles away, and it was difficult to find a few small secret books, so he said: "Okay, I won't kill you. But from now on, you must pretend to be deaf and dumb and not leak the secrets of our sect."

Ah Zi said: "So you became a deaf-mute! He is quite trustworthy."

Su Xinghe snorted, "He is not keeping his word, but he wants to keep me alive so as to force a confession. Otherwise, after killing me, no one in the world will know the whereabouts of these secret books.

In fact, these martial arts secrets are not in Xingxiu Sea at all, but have always been scattered among the hands of my uncle, master, and uncle."

Ah Zi nodded: "No wonder he has been hanging around the Xingxiu Sect..."

Wuyazi suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Brother Feng, to be honest, although my three brothers and sisters are all taught by the same master, our internal skills are different. My sister learned the "Eternal Spring Skill", I learned the "Northern Divine Skill", and my sister learned the "Small Wuxiang Skill".

But later, they both passed on their protective skills to me.

These three skills are profound and I have not recorded them in books. If I were to describe these three skills to you, no matter how good your memory is, it would take more than one or two times to teach you. I don’t have that much time anymore, so I can only tell you about the Bei Ming Divine Skill, Tian Shan Six Yang Palm, and Xiao Yao Zhe Mei Hand. "

Feng Yi listened, but he didn't say anything, but he secretly admired Wuyazi in his heart. He was able to learn all the protective skills of his senior and junior sisters, and it wasn't just because of love. He said: "How much you can learn is fate, and you can't force it."

In the past, he had the support of a system, and he could memorize martial arts secrets after listening to them once. But later he "fell out" with the system, and the martial arts that he relied on the system to remember, such as "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra" and "Jade Girl Heart Sutra", all disappeared without a trace. So he knew that his previous method of memorizing internal skills by just listening once was no longer applicable.

Duan Yu heard this and knew that they were going to teach him martial arts, so he immediately stood up and went out. Feng Yi said, "Brother Duan, no matter what, you have practiced Xiaoyao Sect martial arts, so you are also considered a Xiaoyao Sect disciple. Come and listen together. If you can understand something, it will be good for your Six Meridians Divine Sword."

Wuyazi asked in surprise, "Six Meridians Divine Sword? I have heard that the Dali Duan family has two unique skills, One Yang Finger and Six Meridians Divine Sword, but I have never had the chance to see them. Please show them to me, young master, so that I can broaden my horizons!"

Duan Yu said, "Okay!" He stretched out his right hand, intending to stab the wall with the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", but he didn't know how to wield the sword properly. The abundant internal energy in his body just circulated inside his body but could not be ejected from his fingers.

Wuyazi saw him gesticulating with his right hand fingers. His moves made sense, but he had no internal strength at all. He waved his hands and said, "Okay, kid, you have deep internal strength, but you don't know how to use luck. I don't have time today. In the future, you can ask the head of our sect for guidance, and you will surely be able to use your fingers as easily as an arm!"

Feng Yi said sternly: "It is my duty!"

Wuyazi said, "Brother Feng, come here." He took off a jewel ring from his left hand and put it on Feng Yi's finger.

Su Xinghe immediately knelt down and said, "I am Su Xinghe, a humble disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, and I pay my respects to the new leader of our sect."

Feng Yi flicked his sleeves lightly, trying to drag him up, and said, "No, we will need your help in the future."

Su Xinghe remained calm and said, "Master, it is Master's wish to kill Ding Chunqiu. I am unable to do it, but I can only accomplish it with your help. You deserve my kowtows."

Feng Yi had no choice but to accept it.

Wuyazi then recounted the Beiming Divine Art, Tianshan Six Yang Palm, Tianshan Zhemei Hand and other martial arts.

Feng Yi is well-versed in martial arts, and has studied all kinds of martial arts. Although Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts are the best in the world, the Nine Yin Manual, Shenzu Sutra, Shenzhao Sutra, and Yijin Sutra are all the most supreme martial arts in ancient and modern times. No one in the world can match Feng Yi in terms of martial arts. Many words and sentences in Beiming Divine Art are difficult and obscure, and others cannot understand their meaning, but Feng Yi knows what they mean as soon as he hears them.

As for the Tianshan Six Yang Palm and Tianshan Zhemei Hand, although they were exquisite, he had several great magical skills as the foundation, and practicing them was like building a towering building, and success came naturally.

After all, Wuyazi was disabled and had not much time left, so his narration could not be perfect. But when Feng Yi took action, he was able to easily fill in the flaws, and his skills were even better than Su Xinghe, who had practiced Xiaoyao sect's martial arts for decades.

As for A Zi, it seemed as if she was listening to a heavenly book. Duan Yu had profound internal strength and astonishing comprehension, but without anyone to guide him, he had no idea how to practice his internal strength. But when Wuyazi demonstrated the Tianshan Six Yang Palm and Tianshan Zhemei Hand with his hands, he couldn't help but follow suit and learn the moves quite well.

Wuyazi talked from noon to dusk, and Feng Yi had already learned it. As for the timing, there was no need to rush for success.

Wuyazi let out a long breath and said, "It's no good. My mental and spiritual energy has been damaged too much. I have to transfer my power as soon as possible. Ah Zi, come here."

A Zi looked at Feng Yi, and Feng Yi nodded slightly.

Ah Zi stepped forward.

Wuyazi said: "As Brother Feng said, it is fate that brought you here. As the saying goes: 'Do your best and leave the rest to fate'. You have inherited my power, so you must not do evil, otherwise, God will not bless you and nothing good will come of it!"

Ah Zi was silent for a while before she said, "Everyone has his own destiny in life. We all walk in the world and do our best. Life and death are quick and easy, which is better than being fussy and entangled! You all think I'm a bad person, but I don't want this skill!"

Wuyazi knew that she was angry, and he laughed in his heart, and said: "As long as you don't take the initiative to bully the weak, as for other things, I don't care at all."

Ah Zi said: "If others don't provoke me, I will naturally not provoke him. If someone dares to provoke me, I don't care whether he is strong or weak!"

Wuyazi laughed and suddenly grabbed A Zi's wrist with both hands. A Zi felt a suction force drawing the power from her dantian and screamed in fright.

Ah Zi was originally a third-rate character. Since following Feng Yi, her internal strength has improved significantly, but it has been short-lived and she has not yet reached the first-rate level. The suction force in Wuyazi's body is like a spinning thread, continuously drawing away her internal strength. Suddenly she feels an emptiness in her dantian and looks to Feng Yi for help.

Feng Yi said: "It's okay, this is a necessary process."

Ah Zi had no idea, and instead she gritted her teeth and mobilized her internal energy to resist the suction of "Northern Sea Divine Art". However, the Northern Sea Divine Art continued to devour her internal energy and make it its own.

After a while, Ah Zi felt warm all over, as if she was soaking in a large vat of warm water. Heat seemed to be coming out of the pores all over her body, and she felt indescribably comfortable.

Wuyazi let go of her wrist and said with a smile: "Our sect's 'Northern Sea Divine Art' conflicts with other internal forces, so I will dissolve all your internal forces!"

Ah Zi took a deep breath and blurted out, "No wonder you said my elder brother is incompetent, just because you can't dissolve his internal energy?"

Wuyazi smiled and said, "The most taboo of Beiming Magic is the backflow of seawater into rivers, otherwise there is a risk of death. Your eldest brother's internal energy is surging, endless, and solid like a rock. It is not easy to dissolve his internal energy!"

As he said this, he grabbed the acupoints on Ah Zi's wrists again.

Ah Zi only felt two streams of burning heat rushing in from the "Hui Zong acupoints" on both wrists like boiling water, and she couldn't help but scream "Ouch!"

The two streams of heat rolled in like the Yangtze River, irresistible, from the arms to the chest, and rushed into the "Tan Zhong Point" on the chest.

The Qi sea that stores internal energy of Bei Ming Divine Art is located at the "Tan Zhong Point" on the chest, which is different from the Qi sea of ​​general internal energy that is located at the Dantian. Therefore, when practicing Bei Ming Divine Art, it will conflict with other internal energy.

Ah Zi felt that the stored heat in the "Tan Zhong Point" turned into thousands of thin wisps of heat, which spread into acupuncture points all over the body. Her body felt like a balloon being inflated, gradually swelling up. However, when she looked down, her body was normal and the swelling feeling seemed to be an illusion.

The laws of nature are that one thing increases while another decreases, and they never benefit others without reason. Wuyazi's Beiming true energy was like a violent storm and huge waves, washing over Ah Zi's body. However, her internal organs and meridians had never been filled with such a strong true energy. She felt sore and uncomfortable, and her meridians were trembling constantly, giving rise to many distracting thoughts. Her head was buzzing, and she was eager to get up and shout.

Feng Yi, Duan Yu and others watched as they saw that Ah Zi's eyes were tightly closed and her expression was in pain. There seemed to be flames flowing under her skin and a burning air was emanating from her body. Even from a distance of several feet, they could feel it.

Duan Yu had experienced this scene before. In the past, he absorbed the skills of many people and was in unbearable pain, so he went to Tianlong Temple to ask for help.

Feng Yi even vaguely sensed that Ah Zi was restless and had fallen into an illusion, so he leaned over and sent his true energy from his vest into Ah Zi's body, using his magical power to help her stabilize her mind, and said, "Concentrate your energy and use the internal energy method I taught you to gather your true energy."

Feng Yi's true qi was only tentative, but he was actually observing A Zi with his mind's eye, and saw that Wuyazi's true qi was injected into A Zi's twelve meridians with a countercurrent force.

Since ancient times, the inner demons are the most terrifying when practicing inner strength. The so-called inner demons are the desires and distractions that humans are born with. When distractions come together, they will naturally disperse the spirit and mind. However, the most basic requirement for practicing inner strength is to concentrate. Only when the spirit and mind are concentrated can the energy, that is, the inner strength, be generated.

The inner demon seeks movement in stillness, but to cultivate inner strength one must seek stillness in movement. The two are contradictory, so as the level of cultivation increases, the inner demon becomes stronger, the essence, energy and spirit become more difficult to condense, and the easier it is to go astray.

This is just like deploying troops and charging into battle.

It is easy to deploy the personnel of a squad, but the difficulty will become higher and higher when deploying a platoon, a company, a battalion, a regiment, or a division.

Once orders are not received or deployment is inappropriate, let alone working together to defeat a powerful enemy, the army will be demoralized and collapse without fighting.

This is because as the internal Qi becomes stronger, it becomes easier to disperse and harder to gather, and harder to control.

Therefore, those who practice internal energy, once they go astray, will either become insane or paralyzed.

For example, Duan Yu started to absorb internal energy, but he was unable to effectively control it until the end of the story, which took two or three years.

In the original plot, Xu Zhu, who possessed the internal strength of the three great masters of Xiaoyao for more than 200 years, was still no match for Jiumozhi.

It's simply because it's too difficult to gather all that deep inner strength and use it to fight the enemy at will.

Once you want to do something forcefully, you will have all sorts of distracting thoughts and will inevitably go astray. For example, Master Xuancheng, who was said by the Sweeping Monk to be the best martial artist in Shaolin Temple in the past 200 years, became a cripple overnight. This is the reason.

At this time, Ah Zi not only had to endure the pain of the true energy filling her body, but also had to go through inner demons. Strange thoughts kept popping up in her mind. At the beginning, it was like being chopped by an axe, but as Wuyazi transmitted more and more power, she felt like she was being cut by a blunt knife. She could neither live nor die.

But as Feng Yi and A Zi's internal strength combined, their minds became one. He had gone through many tribulations and his mind was strong. Even though A Zi's distracting thoughts were like surging waves, Feng Yi was like a reef in the sea, standing firm as before.

Feng Yi helped Ah Zi so much that the inner demon was shared by Feng Yi. Ah Zi followed Feng Yi's instructions, concentrated her energy, and focused on gathering her true energy. She felt that everything around her was silent, and the world suddenly stopped. It was as if she was in the mountains, the wind was blowing over her, and there was a calm lake in front of her, without a single ripple.

After a long time, Feng Yi felt that A Zi's whole body was shaking. From his mind's eye, her true energy was like a fully-filled lake that broke through the dam and passed through the Ren and Du meridians. In an instant, the energy in her body was like a wave rushing from a river into the sea, rushing wildly and with turbulent waves.

Ah Zi felt her whole body lighten, and there was a white light in front of her eyes, as if she had pushed open a big door. This feeling was indescribable. Suddenly, she heard Su Xinghe say sadly: "Master! Master!"

As soon as the shouting sounded, Feng Yi said loudly: "Wake up!"

Ah Zi regained consciousness and opened her eyes to see Feng Yi, who was sitting beside her with his head lowered.

Wuyazi leaned on Su Xinghe, his whole body and face covered in sweat, with sweat still oozing out of his cheeks, neck, and hair roots.

Wuyazi's originally fair and handsome face was now covered with deep crisscrossing wrinkles. Most of his thick hair had fallen out and turned gray, and his long, shiny black beard had also turned white.

Ah Zi was extremely shocked and cried out, "This,..." She quickly turned around and saw that Duan Yu looked normal.

Only Wuyazi suddenly became frail and looked like he was at least a hundred years old, if not a hundred and twenty years old.

Suddenly Feng Yi said, "Kneel down and kowtow to Grandpa!"

Ah Zi immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

Wuyazi narrowed his eyes, smiled weakly, and said, "You are really blessed, girl. Try slapping the empty wall with your palm!"

Ah Zi followed the instruction and made a fake strike with her palm. There was a loud bang and half of the wall collapsed instantly.

She had never experienced such a situation before, and she was stunned looking at her white and tender palms.

Wuyazi said with a smile: "You can use less than one tenth of your internal strength now. Your grandfather has practiced diligently for more than seventy years. How can it be ordinary?"

As he spoke, he trembled and took out a scroll from his arms, stuffed it into Feng Yi's hand, and said: "This is what I made for my junior sister. We were enemies back then because of the situation. Now I am dead in an instant, and I have nothing to worry about. I just hope to end this grudge. Alas, she likes young and handsome boys..."

When Duan Yu heard this, he was moved: "Senior, what is the name of this senior?"

"Her surname is Li." Wuyazi said casually, "Her maiden name is Qiushui."

Feng Yi said leisurely: "Do you think Li Qiushui betrayed you just because she liked young and beautiful boys?"

"Yes." Wuyazi sighed: "Back then, she found many handsome men and made out with them in front of me. Later, she even seduced my disciple..."

Feng Yi said: "Maybe she just wants to piss you off?"

Wuyazi's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up: "Are you mad at me?"

Feng Yi sighed, "Is it possible that she saw you obsessed with the jade statue and ignored her, so she deliberately found a man to provoke you in order to make you change your mind?"

Wuyazi was stunned after hearing this and couldn't help but close his eyes.

Feng Yi said with a sigh: "In fact, between men and women, no matter how much they love each other, there will be situations where one of them gets angry with the other.

If she really liked the handsome man, she should have done it secretly. Why did she do it in front of you? In fact, the meaning is very clear. If you can't stand this humiliation, or if you feel pain in your heart, then with your martial arts, which is higher than hers, you will naturally kill those people, and you can do it! But you didn't, you just walked away.

what does that mean?"

Ah Zi asked: "What?"

Feng Yi sighed, "It means that you don't have her in your heart at all. The greatest cruelty is not quarreling, but indifference. For a woman like Li Qiushui who is extremely beautiful and has great martial arts skills, this is the greatest harm.

In fact, it is not difficult to see that from beginning to end, she only loves you in her heart!"

Duan Yu nodded and said, "Yes, a pure and innocent woman like her is willing to do something she doesn't like for a man. That means she loves him deeply."

Wuyazi opened his eyes, suddenly smiled and said, "I have accomplished nothing in my life. I not only hurt my senior sister, but also my junior sister. Before I died today, I learned that my junior sister... has been kind to me... I... I... I... am so happy..." His head suddenly sank to the side, and the great master passed away with his eyes closed.

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"Master, Master!" Su Xinghe burst into tears.

Feng Yi watched the great master with unique skills die of suffocation, and his emotions were extremely complicated. In an instant, two lines that had never existed in the world came to his mind: "The will of heaven is always difficult to predict, and it is even more difficult to express the sadness of human nature when one grows old."

In the eyes of God, all these living beings are just like ants. No matter how majestic and powerful they are, or how deep their affections are, or how powerful their magical powers are, in the end, they are just a dream, and will eventually die.

In the original plot, Wuyazi didn't know until his death that Li Qiushui deliberately seduced men to be with him because she loved him. Telling him the truth today can be regarded as an alternative kind of comfort.

The next morning.

The back mountain of Leigushan.

The pines and cypresses are lush and dense.

There was a new loess tomb, which was large in size and solemn in style. In front of the tomb, there was a white marble stele, but there was no writing on it. Various fruits and delicacies were placed in front of the tomb.

Su Xinghe, the Eight Friends of Hangu, Duan Yu, and the Four Guards of Dali all stood on both sides.

Feng Yi lit three sticks of sandalwood and inserted them into the incense burner. Ah Zi knelt down, bowed three times, stood up and stood by.

Feng Yi sighed, "Brother, I wanted to offer you a memorial service, but death is like the extinguishing of a lamp. Celebrating or not offering a memorial service will not change anything. Just go on your way. If you can meet senior sisters and junior sisters again in your next life, you can say that I, Wuyazi, am so sentimental. Don’t say two, even if there are ten or eight of you, I want them all! Who agrees, who disagrees! If you agree, then we will all be deeply in love and live together!

If you don't agree, then let's part ways amicably. No one owes anyone anything!"

Everyone was very sad at first, but after hearing this, some people almost laughed, such as A Zi, Duan Yu and the four guards of Dali.

Su Xinghe bowed and said, "Master, I have erected this stone tablet in front of my master's tomb, but there is no inscription. Why don't you write it for me?"

Feng Yi nodded slightly, pondered for a long time, walked forward slowly, drew the sword with his right hand, and waved it in his hand. Stone chips flew everywhere, and he had written the big words "The Tomb of the Late Leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, Wuyazi".

Feng Yi was not familiar with calligraphy, but these few words were written in a flamboyant style, as sharp as a sword. He said, "The Xiaoyao Sect was unknown in the past, but it doesn't need to be so in the future! After all, the essence of the word Xiaoyao is that the world is not bound by anything. You, the Eight Friends of Hangu, have returned to the Xiaoyao Sect today and are still Su Xinghe's disciples!"

The Eight Friends of Hangu were instantly overwhelmed with joy and all knelt down: "Thank you, Master!"

Feng Yi said to Su Xinghe: "You stay here to keep vigil. I will go find your uncle and uncle to tell them the news of your master's death."

"yes!"

Su Xinghe sighed, feeling extremely depressed.

Feng Yi held Ah Zi's hand and said to Duan Yu, "Master Duan, let's go together!"

Duan Yu said: "Okay!"

"Farewell, Master!"

Su Xinghe and others bowed to see them off.

Wait until Feng Yi and his companions leave the valley.

Feng Yi smiled and greeted: "Brother Duan, look at what this is?"

Duan Yu saw that he was holding a hairpin and remained silent for a long while.

Ah Zi couldn't help but ask: "Little brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Duan Yu came to his senses and said, "This is Miss Wang's hairpin."

Feng Yi smiled and said, "I give it to you!" and threw it to Duan Yu.

Duan Yu took it and said, "How can I accept it? This..."

Feng Yi said: "No, I will throw it away."

Duan Yu said anxiously, "That won't work! It's just that you stole it, and it's against etiquette for me to keep it."

Feng Yi smiled and said, "It's me who is against etiquette, what does it have to do with you? If you want to keep it, keep it. If you want to give it back to her, give it back to her. It's none of my business!"

Duan Yu said happily: "That's right, that's right, I should go and return it to her! There is no time to lose, let's go now."

Feng Yi said: "I'll go with you."

"This..." Before Duan Yu could politely refuse, Feng Yi said sternly, "You are my brother-in-law. Besides, the Murong family is extremely unfriendly to you. How can you handle it? And Mr. Wuyazi said that I have to teach you a method of using the Six Meridians Divine Sword. How can I go back on my word?"

Duan Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Then I'll trouble you."

Feng Yi waved his hand and said, "You're welcome!"

Ah Zi rolled her eyes and said to the four Dali guards, "My little brother and I want to play with my big brother. You guys report this to my father."

Duan Yu also said: "Brothers, I am with sister A Zi, and I will be fine. Please let my father and Aunt Ruan rest assured."

The four Dali guards hesitated for a moment and nodded reluctantly: "Please be careful, my lord."

The four men rode away on horseback.

Feng Yi asked Duan Yu to tell him about the Six Meridians Divine Sword so that he could figure out a way to increase his luck.

Duan Yu didn't care and revealed the "Six Meridians Divine Sword".

Firstly, Duan Yu does not value martial arts and does not follow so many rules. Secondly, he saw that Feng Yi and A Zi were engaged, and he knew that Feng Yi was his brother-in-law.

The three Feng Yis made those martial arts masters either respectful or terrified. Many of them looked down on him, which made him admire them very much.

In addition, Feng Yi and A Zi's witty remarks caught Duan Yu off guard.

Little did she know that this cheap brother-in-law, from pulling out Wang Yuyan's hairpin, to asking A Zi to call him to Wuyazi, and then to Wuyazi teaching him martial arts, was actually laying the groundwork for getting the "Six Meridians Divine Sword".

Although the Six Meridians Divine Sword was extremely exquisite and powerful, no one in the Dali Duan Clan could master it, but the only thing they lacked was insufficient internal strength. Feng Yi's internal strength was extremely deep, and all he had to think about was how to move the internal strength and gather it on his fingers to release it.

As Duan Yu continued to talk, he understood it thoroughly, as if he was familiar with it. This speed made Duan Yu marvel.

Feng Yi naturally returned the favor and wanted to teach Duan Yu a method of breathing, which required him to be able to use his true energy at will. But Duan Yu knew nothing about internal and external skills, so it would be a waste of effort.

Feng Yi could only let him memorize the formula first, hoping that one day when he would have a sudden enlightenment, perhaps he would suddenly understand.

When it comes to memorizing things, Duan Yu is quite good at it. He could memorize the formula by heart after just reciting it two or three times.

The three of them arrived at a town. Although the town was small, it was a must-pass route for merchants and travelers, so they easily found out the whereabouts of Murong Fu and his group.

Feng Yi shook his body and ran out. Ah Zi also used her light body skills and followed Feng Yi like a purple cloud.

Duan Yu also performed the Lingbo Weibu technique, and the three of them advanced in unison, running over a hundred miles in one breath.

A Zi inherited Wuyazi's lifelong skills, and with help from Feng Yi on several occasions, her absorption ability is amazing. With more than seventy years of Beiming true qi in her body, her internal strength is so deep that few people in the world can match her.

They used Qinggong to travel fast, which all depended on internal strength, so the three of them ran with great joy. Before they knew it, it was already evening, and they began to feel hungry.

Feng Yi saw some wisps of smoke in the distance and said, "Master Duan and the princess are very wealthy, but gold and silver can't satisfy our hunger or thirst. We still have to find an inn to make our stomachs better!"

Ah Zi said: "It's not easy to endure the hardship of living in the open air!"

The three of them ran out again and soon arrived at a town. Duan Yu was chatting with A Zi, but Feng Yi noticed that a few people were glancing at them, whispering in their ears with strange expressions.

Feng Yi didn't recognize who those people were, so he focused his attention and was on guard, but since those people didn't move, he ignored them.

The three of them walked into the largest inn in the town, and the innkeeper immediately came over to greet them, bowing and saying, "Forgive my poor eyesight, are you Mr. Feng, Mr. Duan, and Miss Duan?"

The three of them looked at each other, slightly confused.

Duan Yu smiled and said, "Little Duan Yu, I wonder if you are the one the store owner has in mind?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "That's right. The family of your Excellency has already booked a guest room for you. I will take the three of you to rest now." Then he led the way.

Feng Yi frowned and asked, "Family?"

Ah Zi smiled and said, "Murong Fu must be afraid that you will come after him, so he is being careful to resolve the feud between you and him. Otherwise, he will probably have trouble sleeping and eating for the rest of his life."

Feng Yi laughed and said, "What do you mean?"

Ah Zi said: "What did you say the other day, 'If the time is not right, I don't want to destroy you', etc., who is not afraid?"

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Feng Yi thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case. He said, "Maybe, but we have to be careful of fraud." But he felt something was wrong. After all, Murong Fu was proud and arrogant, and he was not the type to follow the wind like Ah Zi. He asked again, "Boss, what does the person who booked the room for us look like?"

The shopkeeper turned around and saw Feng Yi with a solemn face, which made his heart beat wildly. He smiled and said, "The two gentlemen, one has a Zhang Guo-shaped face, a fierce look, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and speaks Mandarin, and the other is in his thirties, with delicate features and speaks softly..."

Ah Zi suddenly cried out "Ouch!" in great surprise, and pulled Feng Yi out, shouting, "Not good, hurry up!"

Feng Yi saw that she was like seeing a ghost, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? With your brother and I here, any enemy will have to kneel!"

Duan Yu smiled strangely, but before he could say anything, he heard a cold snort and someone said, "How shameless!"

"who?"

Feng Yi turned around and saw several people, both men and women, walking out from the back of the inn. One of them stared at Feng Yi with angry eyes.

The purple-robed man in the lead looked middle-aged, with a square face and a wandering gaze, sometimes on Feng Yi and sometimes on A Zi.

Ah Zi said anxiously: "Stop talking cheap words! Let's go!" She twisted her slender waist, somersaulted in the air, and rushed out of the store.

When Feng Yi saw the few people, he suddenly realized something. His heart started pounding. He cried out, "Oops!" He also dodged and shouted, "Wait for me!"

Then a loud shout was heard: "How dare you!"

The purple-robed man suddenly rushed closer, aimed at Feng Yi's back and slapped him. The wind from his palm was whistling, and the door of the shop creaked and made loud noises.

Feng Yi swung his sleeves in a hurry, and with a thud, the man in purple robe groaned, took three steps back, and was on the verge of falling.

(End of this chapter)