Chapter 67: Ordering a Girl

Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, there have been constant attacks from foreign enemies, including the Western Xia, Liao, and Jin. Only the newly rising Mongolia is still in full force.

As the Mongolian army began to invade the Central Plains, a group of great heroes and patriots emerged.

The best among them are Guo Jing and Huang Rong, the beloved disciples of the "Nine-Fingered Beggar" Hong Qigong.

The two of them stopped the Mongolian army of Tolui in Qingzhou. (Note: The three-part version of The Legend of the Condor Heroes is Xiangyang, and the new version is changed to Qingzhou because the Mongolians had not yet reached Xiangyang in the real historical period, so it had to be changed.) Guo Jing was still a young man at that time, and Huang Rong was not yet 20 years old. The two of them rode horses with spears in hand, standing in front of the suspension bridge of the moat, facing the Mongolian army array with swords and spears like a forest, and they did not retreat. The scenes are unforgettable and have been widely praised by the world.

From then on, there was no more "Young Hero Guo and Little Witch Girl" in the martial arts world, but only "Great Hero Guo and Miss Hero Huang".

Even though the two had lived in seclusion on Peach Blossom Island for more than a decade, their reputation in the martial arts world had not diminished but increased. This was especially true since Guo Jing had gone to Chongyang Palace several years ago and destroyed the Tiangang Beidou formation. He also suppressed the Mongolian prince Huodu who led a group of demons to invade Mount Zhongnan with a wave of his hand, making him even more feared throughout the world.

Time flies, and several years pass in a flash.

Chang'an City.

Ever-Winning Casino.

"Two, three, three, little one!"

The casino took all the money on the "big" bet, while the gamblers who bet on "big" sighed.

A young man took a stack of banknotes, clapped them in his hands, and said with a smile: "I'm lucky today. I have to go to Hua Man Lou to have some fun. Let's continue!"

The gamblers all said, "Mr. Feng, your luck is strong, play a few more hands!"

"Yes!! I also want to make two bets with Mr. Feng."

However, Mr. Feng silently put the banknotes into his arms, stood up, took the crutch beside the table, and leaned to the left, snatching, snatching, snatching, and walked out of the casino.

Many people with sad faces cast envious glances at him, because this Mr. Feng had returned with a lot of money in this "Changsheng Gambling House" for three consecutive days.

But everyone felt that God was fair. After all, he used crutches under his armpits and was a disabled person!

"Come on, place your bets!"

Everyone started the career that made them crazy again.

On the second floor, an old man with a long beard looked at Mr. Feng's back, his brows almost wrinkled into a "川" shape. He had been here for three days, and three thousand taels were gone. How could he not feel distressed! A scarred man came over and said viciously, "Boss, do you want...!" At this point, he pulled his neck horizontally.

The old man with a long beard sighed and said, "Alas, Wang Hu, remember that to make a living in the martial arts world, skills are secondary. The most important thing is these two words."

"What?"

"Know the opportunity!"

"Know the opportunity?" Scarface was a little confused.

"Look at this young man's bet. When did he have a ripple in his eyes? Forget it. You won't understand even if I tell you! In short, you should remember that you should not offend the monks, Taoist priests, women, and disabled people in the martial arts world unless it is absolutely necessary. Let's just consider it as a loss to avoid disaster!"

It was almost dusk when the young master Feng came out of the gambling house. He looked at the people walking back and forth on the street, and the hustle and bustle of carriages and horses. It was very lively.

At this time, the Jin Dynasty had been destroyed by the Mongols, and the area north of the Yellow River was ruled by the Mongols. Chang'an was an important city in the northwest, known as the "ancient capital", and it was still prosperous, densely populated, and full of merchants.

Young Master Feng saw the bustling streets and thought to himself, "This is what life is like. It's worth breaking my leg."

Yes, this Young Master Feng is Feng Yi.

One day in Liancheng World, the question suddenly emerged in his mind: [whether the host has traveled to other dimensions, 1. soul travel, 2. body travel].

Feng Yi naturally didn't want to stay in the Liancheng world. It was too dangerous. Moreover, he didn't know what he had done that the system allowed him to travel through time. He didn't want to think about things that were beyond his ability and cognition.

But regarding soul-transmigrating and body-transmigrating, he could understand it. Thinking that he had arrived in the Liancheng world, this body seemed to be his own, without any sense of disobedience, and he had finally gained a body of pure internal strength, and his martial arts were as good as his own arms, so he naturally chose to transmigrating.

Unexpectedly, after a flash of white light, he fell into darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he felt the wind covering his mouth and nose and he could not breathe.

Even though he had extraordinary martial arts skills, he was still frightened to death by this scene.

He found himself falling from a height of ten thousand feet. While cursing the system for being a rip-off, he began to use his internal energy to try to leap upwards. However, he was in mid-air, with no place to put his strength. He was not a flying bird, so how could he leap upwards?

But he could hear the sound of wind in his ears. Fortunately, this was a cliff of a high mountain. He drew out the sword behind him hastily and tried to stab it into the rock wall with both hands.

But the force of his fall was too great, and the long sword that could fight against the blood knife continuously broke into several pieces. He himself was also blown away by the recoil force, and his arms were almost broken by this great force. Even so, his arms seemed not to be his own.

However, with this cushion, the force of falling was reduced, and he saw everything on the ground getting bigger in front of his eyes. He knew that his life and death were hanging by a thread, and if he fell directly to the ground, he would still be smashed to pieces.

But seeing an old tree sticking out of the cliff, he immediately took a breath of true energy, drew an arc in the air, and rushed over. He wanted to draw the blood knife at his waist to chop down the tree, but his arms were paralyzed and did not obey his commands. He did not dare to take the risk, so he had to stretch out his right foot.

With a bang, it landed on the old tree. With a crack, the waist-thick trunk was broken directly.

But with this point, he activated his Shen Zhao Gong, and immediately used the rebounding force to kick his left foot upwards, and his body somersaulted several times in the air before he neutralized the falling force and fell to the ground.

But the force of his fall from a height of thousands of feet was so intense that he felt a sharp pain in his right leg.

It turned out that just at that moment, his right leg bone had been broken.

Although Feng Yi's leg was broken, he was still conscious, and he was filled with pain and anger.

This is a scam!

If it weren't for his outstanding martial arts skills, the time travel would have been over!

If he had known that it was so dangerous, he would never have done it! Damn it, that's true, once the system comes out, life and death are unpredictable! Feng Yi couldn't vent his anger at the unreliability of the system, so he could only connect his leg bones by himself, tear off his clothes and tie them up, then he got up and decided to leave the mountain first.

He cut a tree trunk, made a simple crutch, and limped out of the mountain. Only then did he find out the truth when he met the mountain people.

The mountain that saved his life was Huashan.

good!

Feng Yi thought this was saving himself.

If he had not fallen off a cliff but had fallen to a place with no support, he would have been turned into meat paste 100%.

The magic power and the black silkworm clothes are useless.

Huashan is very close to Chang'an, so Feng Yi entered the city. While recuperating from his injuries, he also wanted to enjoy the long-lost fun and relieve his depression.

So all the famous brothels in Chang'an welcomed a lame young man. He would order several beautiful girls to dance and sing for him every day, and he drank a lot of wine.

But drinking wine is a high-end consumption. Feng Yi broke a leg and didn't want to rob the rich and the government, which would affect the long-lost peace. So he started to pay attention to the casino.

Then he went to play dice.

A dice has six sides, each with a different number of points, but when each side falls, the sound is different. Although the sound is extremely subtle, it can be distinguished by the ears of a martial arts master with profound internal strength.

Even if this kind of person is in darkness, he can immediately tell the direction, strength and type of a hidden weapon from the sound of it.

Some knowledgeable masters can even tell the number of the opponent's martial artists and which sects they belong to.

Feng Yi didn't have this kind of experience yet, but it was easy for him to hear the dice rolls! So winning or losing was under his control. Every time he won 1,000 taels in the casino, he would go to the brothel to spend money.

After a few days of living a life of drunkenness and corruption,

Here, no one knows his origins, and no one is trying to get his treasures, so it's hard for him to relax! Feng Yi looked at the street in a trance. Although there is prosperity here, the invisible places are another scene. Some hungry people put up signs to sell themselves, and it is common to see children being sold.

Because in times of war, there is no peace and tranquility.

Feng Yi won 1,200 taels of silver from the casino every day, but he didn't spend it all on drinking and partying. When it was late at night, the poor people would have some extra silver in their hands. They would be so happy that they would cry and thank the Three Pure Ones, Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Tathagata Buddha.

But Feng Yi knew that he could not change this situation by his own strength. He could only wait until his injuries healed and then find ways to do what he could.

Feng Yi was thinking leisurely, when suddenly he saw some passers-by pointing and talking, or stopping to look.

Feng Yi turned around and saw a young Taoist nun in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe walking along the street.

She had a long sword on her back, the blood-red silk on the hilt rustling in the wind, and her steps were light, showing that she was skilled in martial arts. She also had fair skin and pretty features, and was indeed a beauty.

Feng Yi couldn't help but mutter, "Hua Man Lou is so famous, but there is no prostitute half as pretty as her, otherwise I would have started having sex long ago, why would I keep sharpening my gun every day!"

He had been flirting with the prostitute in the brothel these days and was used to talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the little nun suddenly turned her head and looked at him. Her eyes were extremely sharp and swept across Feng Yi's face.

Feng Yi was more than fifty feet away from the Taoist nun, whispering. Logically, ordinary people would not be able to hear it at all, but this Taoist nun could turn her head following the sound, which showed that her internal strength was quite good.

Feng Yi knew that he was being rude, but he didn't expect that the other person would hear him. Even though he was thick-skinned, he felt his face getting hot. He couldn't help but think, "This Taoist nun is so young, but her hearing is so good! Sun Buer's disciples have such abilities. The Quanzhen Sect is really worthy of its reputation!"

Feng Yi had been in Chang'an for a few days and had already heard of the reputation of Guo Jing, Huang Rong and the Quanzhen Sect. It was not difficult for him to guess which world this was.

Because Chang'an is very close to Mount Zhongnan, Taoist priests and nuns are also very common. It is difficult for Taoist priests to tell which sect he is from, but there is only one Taoist nun, and that is the "Pure and Pure Wanderer" Sun Buer.

The Taoist nun saw Feng Yi in a blue robe, with an imposing bearing, a scholar's scarf neatly placed on his head, and a neat and agile look from head to toe. If it weren't for the crutch under his armpit, one would not be able to tell that he was disabled.

She was proud of her beauty, and any man who saw her would stare at her for a long time without blinking. She was not surprised by this, but rather felt a little proud of it. She snorted and turned around to move forward.

Of course, he didn't understand the meaning of Feng Yi's last sentence, otherwise, he would have drawn his sword.

Feng Yi was looking at the nun's back, thinking to himself, when an old man beside him said leisurely: "I have seen many nuns in Chang'an City, but this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful one. You are really blessed by the Quanzhen Sect!"

After hearing this, Feng Yi had a thoughtful look in his eyes. After a brief pause, he tapped his cane lightly and chased after the Taoist nun.

The Taoist nun ran all the way until she stopped in front of a house. She looked up and saw the words "Li Mansion" written on the gate. She immediately jumped up to the gate and shouted, "Li Shouyi, come out and die!"

Her voice was clear and the blood-red sword rustled in the wind, looking very impressive.

Not only did the vendors at the door hear it, but pedestrians on the street in the distance also looked over.

Suddenly, many people gathered in groups of three or four in front of the Li Mansion. Feng Yi went to a tea stall on the side of the road to watch the fun.

After a moment of silence, a loud laugh was heard, and the Taoist nun flew and landed at the door. A thin middle-aged man holding a single sword slowly walked out of the door of Li's mansion. Those around recognized him and knew that this was Li Shouyi.

Li Shouyi looked at the Taoist nun and said loudly: "I am Li Shouyi. What grudge do you have against me that you want to kill me?"

The Taoist nun smiled and said, "I don't know. I only know that my master wants me to kill you, so you must die!"

These few words were spoken lightly, neither fast nor slow, and he did not take the other party seriously at all.

Li Shouyi was suddenly speechless, trembling all over. He pointed at the Taoist nun and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, your master is the Red Snake Fairy!" As he spoke, he looked around, full of fear.

The little nun smiled and said, "It's good that you guessed it. Just kill yourself so that I don't have to waste my time."

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She was so proud that it was tantamount to admitting her identity.

There was an uproar all around.

"Red-robed Fairy" Li Mochou is the most powerful figure in the martial arts world today. She is cruel and ruthless and will often kill entire families.

Moreover, she was very different from the average martial artist. She had destroyed 63 warehouses and shipping companies on the Yuan River, just because their signs had the word "Yuan". An old boxer named He was also killed, and all the old and young died, just because of his surname! Originally, Li Mochou's notoriety in Chang'an was not very bad, but a few years ago, Li Mochou injured Lu Liding and his wife from Lujiazhuang, as well as Wu Santong, a disciple of Master Yideng, and several others in Jiaxing, Jiangnan. Then she fled to Shanxi and injured several heroes in northern Shanxi.

Finally, the public was outraged and the local martial arts leader sent out invitations to heroes, inviting his fellow martial artists to attack together.

The Quanzhen Sect, which was known as the authentic martial arts sect in the world, also received a hero invitation. At that time, Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji discussed it and said that although Li Mochou had done many evil things, her master had a deep relationship with Master Chongyang after all, so it would be best to mediate and give her a way to reform herself. So Liu Chuxuan and Sun Buer went north together.

Unexpectedly, Li Mochou's whereabouts were mysterious and she appeared and disappeared, so Liu and Sun were unable to do anything to her. Instead, she injured several heroes from southern and northern Shanxi.

Later, Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuji and ten of their disciples went to help. Li Mochou knew that it was difficult for one person to fight against so many masters, so he used words to provoke Qiu and Wang and made an agreement to fight one by one.

The first day's contestant was Sun Bu'er. Li Mochou secretly poisoned her with a silver needle and then personally came to her house to present an antidote, forcing Qiu Chuji and others to accept it.

In this way, the Quanzhen Taoists were considered to have appreciated her kindness, and according to the rules they could no longer be her enemies.

The Quanzhen disciples smiled bitterly at each other and returned home in defeat.

Just this one thing made Li Mochou the center of attention.

After all, the whereabouts of the senior masters in the current martial arts world such as "Eastern Evil, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar" and the Old Boy are unknown, and Guo Jing and his wife live in seclusion on Peach Blossom Island. The Quanzhen disciples are already the most famous people in the contemporary martial arts world.

The Quanzhen Sect's ancestral temple is in Mount Zhongnan, very close to Chang'an, and these things have long been known to everyone.

The disciple of "Red-Snake Fairy" Li Mochou appeared in Chang'an, and this female devil may not be far away.

I don’t know who will suffer next.

Li Shouyi was horrified, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief, held his sword horizontally, and laughed loudly, "This devil Li Mochou killed innocent people indiscriminately, he should be cut into pieces.

I just called her shameless, and she sent you to kill me. Hehe, I am not talented, so I will just learn from her unparalleled skills!"

The Taoist nun leaned slightly to one side and said disdainfully: "Don't overestimate your own abilities, just attack!"

Li Shouyi was furious and swung his knife to chop her shoulder. But she dodged lightly and Li Shouyi's knife missed.

He moved his sword in a continuous stream and with great force, but the Taoist nun was so agile that with the yellow shadows and red threads flashing, Li Shouyi couldn't even touch her clothes when he swung his sword several times.

Feng Yi was amazed when he saw this, thinking: "Hong Lingbo, who was unknown in the original plot, actually has such superb light-body skills! One can imagine what Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu are like. No wonder the Ancient Tomb School's light-body skills are known as the best in the world!"

Thinking of this, he touched his chin lightly and began to think about it.

Since Feng Yi knew that this Taoist nun was Li Mochou's disciple, how could he not know that this little Taoist nun must be her disciple Hong Lingbo.

It turned out that Lin Chaoying had racked her brains and studied hard to defeat Wang Chongyang. But Wang Chongyang was a martial arts master, invincible at the time, and the top of the five supreme masters in the Huashan Sword Contest. It was really difficult to defeat him even with a single move.

Therefore, Lin Chaoying took a different path in martial arts, which resulted in the specialty of the "Ancient Tomb School" martial arts being light and agile.

After disciples enter the sect, they are taught to catch sparrows, which is also the essence of the Tomb School's lightness skills. The wonders of the Tomb School's martial arts have been passed down to later generations. Li Mochou, a mere weak woman, was able to use her unpredictable palm techniques and the wonderful whisk moves derived from her sword techniques to shock the world and terrify the heroes.

Hong Lingbo's skills are certainly far from enough, but in the martial arts world, many famous fighters are no match for him. Although Li Shouyi also knows some martial arts, he can never match Hong Lingbo who is as light as a swallow.

Li Shouyi swung his sword dozens of times, but failed to achieve any success. He was dazzled by her yellow shadows and red silk. Just as he was getting anxious, he suddenly heard Hong Lingbo's delicate shout: "With such little ability, you dare to criticize my master!"

Hong Lingbo drew his sword and stabbed Li Shouyi in the chest.

Li Shouyi saw the green light flashing, and hurriedly put away his sword and made a circle to protect his upper body, taking the opportunity to attack.

Hong Lingbo wielded the long sword in his hand, and suddenly he turned from defense to attack, and then from attack to defense. His sword skills were very fierce. With a few clangs, sparks flew everywhere. Li Shouyi was caught in a dilemma. The two of them fought quickly and swiftly. After fighting for about ten moves, Hong Lingbo suddenly shouted, "Go!"

A green light circled the knife circle, drew a bright arc of light, and pierced Li Shouyi's lower abdomen.

Li Shouyi felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't have time to defend himself with his sword, so he tried his best to jump back, but Hong Lingbo was so swift that Li Shouyi closed his eyes and was about to accept his fate.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept past from the side, and there was a clanging sound, followed by a "ah" cry. It was made by the Taoist nun. When they opened their eyes, they saw the Taoist nun staggering back. Everyone held their breath and looked over.

In the arena where Li Shouyi and the Taoist nun were fighting, a man in blue clothes with a cane appeared. No one noticed when he joined the battle.

But Li Shouyi knew that he was saved from being disemboweled because of this man, and he had no time to thank him.

The Taoist nun opened her eyes wide and said in confusion: "It's you!"

Feng Yi said: "It's me."

Hong Lingbo was stunned for a moment, her pretty face turned red, and she shouted, "I am here to kill him on the orders of my master. Who are you to meddle in other people's business?"

"I'm not meddling in other people's business!" Feng Yi was silent for a moment: "I'm looking for your master."

Hong Lingbo smiled softly and sighed, "You seem to be quite good at martial arts, but you ruined my plan today and met my master. Do you really not want to live?"

Seeing that Feng Yi was good at martial arts, handsome, and could recognize her beauty, she couldn't help but feel fond of him.

Feng Yi smiled slightly: "Although your master has some reputation, she wants to kill me, there is probably only one possibility."

Hearing him say this, Hong Lingbo couldn't help but sneer and said, "Tell me, which possibility is it!" The voice was charming, sweet and sticky.

Feng Yi saw that her complexion was fair, her cheeks were rosy, her eyes were watery, and she spoke in a coquettish manner. He immediately smiled and said, "This is a bit unpleasant to hear. It can only be understood but not expressed in words."

Seeing his strange expression, Hong Lingbo remembered what he had muttered before, which must have been nothing good. He instantly became furious, raised his eyebrows, shook his sword, and stabbed Feng Yi six times in succession.

She didn't know the other party's background and wanted to test him, but Feng Yi was calm and didn't even look at her. He swung his crutch six times casually and blocked the other party's sword.

Seeing him easily neutralize his lightning-fast attacks, as if every move of his was within his expectations, Hong Lingbo was even more frightened and thought to himself, "I have met many famous people with my master, and even if I don't know them, I have heard of them. How could such a young, lame master suddenly appear?"

She suddenly somersaulted and flew out backwards, landing gracefully on the ground. She stared at Feng Yi, holding her sword and bowing, saying, "I was mistaken. You want to set up a feud, and I am no match for you. But please leave me a chance, so that I can give an explanation to my master."

Feng Yi laughed, looked around, and said, "I've heard that the Red Snake Fairy has killed countless people. I, Feng Yi, would like to ask for your advice. Please feel free to teach me!"

Hong Lingbo was puzzled by his strange words and said with a chuckle, "So your name is Feng Yi? My master is not here, who are you talking to?"

Feng Yi knew very well that in the original plot, Hong Lingbo and Li Mochou entered the ancient tomb one after another, forcing Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo to have no place to stay, and as a result, they accidentally discovered the martial arts secrets left by Wang Chongyang.

Although Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu benefited in martial arts, they also lost the most precious thing a woman can have.

Feng Yi thought of this and made up his mind. He shouted, "Since the fairy is unwilling to show her face, I will not force you to do so. However, your disciple will be my servant for a few days!"

As he spoke, his body swayed, and with his left hand he raised the cane which had already touched Hong Lingbo's chest. With his right hand he grabbed the other's vest, and with a light tap of the cane, he flew across the sky like a bird, and jumped onto the house. With a sway of his body, he disappeared.

Everyone was stunned.

Li Shouyi had never expected that he would survive like this. Who was this Feng Yi? Just when he was happy, suddenly there was a flash of silver light, and Li Shouyi cried "Ah!" and fell to the ground.

When someone came closer to take a look, they saw that Li Shouyi's face had turned black in an instant and he had stopped breathing.

A silver needle hit his chest. It was such a powerful poison needle that someone couldn't help but exclaim, "Ice Soul Silver Needle!"

"Li Mochou is really here!"

Everyone was so frightened that they looked around, but they could not see anything and did not know where the poison needle came from.

Only then did everyone understand why Li Mochou was so famous.

Firstly, this hidden weapon is too small and difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Secondly, her apprentice's lightness skill and swordsmanship are already so advanced, so one can imagine what kind of person he is.

The toxicity of this Ice Soul Silver Needle is so fierce and overbearing that it is difficult to resist and defend against.

(End of this chapter)