The mountain is not high, and with water, there is spiritual energy, with beauty, and with fairy energy. If the mountain and spring are close to the green tiles and blue sea, it will become a beautiful scenery Penglai Wonderland .
Jiaozhou Bay is a pearl of East China Sea , also known as Mingzhu Bay. It is said that it was a pearl of Zhenhai thrown by the Jade Emperor. It was the bright blue pearl light emitted by the pearl, which turned into this peaceful and beautiful bay.
There is a Baishui Spring by Jiaozhou Bay. There is a Mawang Temple next to Baishui Spring and a Puji Temple next to Mawang Temple. The mountain is the Huaguo Mountain, and the spring is the sweet spring. In spring, cherries are red, grapes are purple in autumn, green pines and bamboos, and green flowers and herbs. It is really a place where the gods live.
Although the host of Mawang Temple is an ordinary monk, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a heroic face, and is very young, and looks only in his twenties.
Although the host of Puji's is not a fairy descending to earth, he has a pink Dandan with a curved eyebrows and handsome face. If it weren't for the kind of heroic gaze in his pair of watery eyes, then he would be as charming as he would be. She is younger than the host of Mawang Temple and seems to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.
Mawang Temple and Puji Temple are both newly built. Moreover, it broke the ancient traditions and Buddhist rules and regulations. The monk temple and nunnery were only separated by a wall. Monks and nuns are neighbors, beautiful and intimate, and do not avoid suspicion from each other. They help farm and weave, which is rare in ancient and modern times.
What’s even more strange is that the Mawang Temple is built with ingenuity and unique style. There is no plaque or word on the mountain gate. Only in front of the large screen wall in the mountain gate, a stone-carved white horse is erected, holding its head up and raising its mane, which is very majestic. In the main hall, the statue of the main god is neither the three-eyed Prince Ma, nor the Buddha Tathagata or the smiling face Maitreya Buddha, but is a Shenwu Emperor wearing a crown, a big red dragon robe, and powerful.
The host monk is a foreigner, the main statue is the strange Emperor Shenwu. There is no temple plaque hanging on the mountain gate of the Mawang Temple. The handsome monk and the beautiful nun are very close to each other, relying on each other and affectionately with the same family. There are strangeness and mystery everywhere, which makes people suspicious and unpredictable.
Thanks to the honest and honest village style in Jiaozhou, they are mostly honest and honest people who don’t care about their own business. Every household worships the gods and , every household worships the Buddha, just burns more incense and kowtow more, prays to the Guanyin Bodhisattva of the South China Sea and Prince Ma to bless people and animals and livestock and have a bumper harvest. I have believed in right and wrong for generations just to speak more. I have troubles because I have forced myself to stand out. I don’t like to see many strange things. I have to follow the roots and gossip, and cause trouble. No matter how strange or mysterious the Mawang Temple is, it is not too much talkative or meditating on others' business.
No matter how kind the farmers in Jiaozhou are, they are all kinds of people. If the forest is deep, there are all kinds of birds. It is inevitable that a groundhog with a tangled fur on his tail will pop up, not a serious bird's rogue.
There is a greedy cat with a smooth mouth and is used to typing the wall. When he saw the pretty little nun, he widened his eyes with hooks. He couldn't take a good look, and couldn't pull his legs or move his steps. He wished he could hug her on the spot and kiss her, and beauties.
was so bold that he was so arrogant that he finally looked forward to the treetops of the moon, so he tiptoed to the wall of Puji'an, held his breath and slid to the window of the upper room, stretched out his middle finger and dipped it in a little saliva, moistened the window paper, and then hooked his little finger and pointed out a small hole, and then peeked into the room. The moonlight is hazy, covering the pink wall and the brocade bed. I saw two green sheathed swords hanging on the wall, reflecting the smelting silver radiance, emitting a bright jade light. The ruffian couldn't help but be surprised, gasped, and quickly moved his eyes to the bed. Sure enough, he saw a pair of monk shoes and a pair of small boots worn by nuns on the ground. The thief was undead, and he strengthened his courage. He then turned his eyes to the brocade bed. He saw the handsome monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes hugging the handsome nun with a pink face and sleeping soundly.
is so obsessed with the lustfulness. The more I look at it, the more I love it. The more I look at it, the more I am imaginative it, and I wish I could break into the window, jump into my body, push the romantic monk down, and sleep beautifully with the romantic nun.
The more I thought about it, the more beautiful the more I felt itchy, in a blink of an eye, the romantic monk on the bed suddenly disappeared, leaving only the tender and pretty romantic little nun. He couldn't help laughing, thinking to himself that the romantic monk was really tactful. Before he could pluck up the courage to break in and push down, he took advantage of his heart and fulfilled his will, and automatically freed up the hot quilt, let him go in and be happy, sealed his mouth, and bought the best of both worlds.
The raspy color was all over the beauty. The more you thought about it, the more courageous you became, the more you became. When you lift your foot, you thought of going in front of the door and getting a beautiful beauty. Unexpectedly, as soon as his toes fell to the ground, his waist suddenly felt numb, and he couldn't lift his arms and legs, staring blankly with his mouth open, his whole body was as stiff as a stick poked on the ground, and he couldn't move.
Although the ruffian was numb and his body was numb and stiff, he couldn't move. He knew very well. Immediately afterwards, he suddenly felt a flash of light in front of him, and a pill shot into his mouth, melting sweetly in his throat. He was stunned and confused. His body was suddenly raised high. He walked forward a few steps and was gently thrown out. He threw him out like a lion rolling a ball, , like a cloud and fog, and fell into the weed slope.
When the man raised the rambling and threw it out the wall, he took advantage of the opportunity to untie his closed acupoints and yelled softly: "Get out! Close your mouth forever!"
The rambling was really obedient, and he crawled home. He lay down without illness for half a month, closed his mouth obediently, and turned into a mute who couldn't spit out the sound. The romantic monk indeed sealed his mouth, but it was not a treacherous person, but gave him a pill of mute medicine, which made him keep his mouth shut forever.
It’s a pity, I’m used to being so sloppy and smooth-tongued, and I can’t hold back what I have in my stomach. I got used to flirting and cursing, and I was so angry that I wanted to vent my anger. As the saying goes, Qin Hui has three friends, and he also has two of them that have similar scents, so it must be good. He finally gritted his teeth and held it in for three months, but after three months, he couldn't help it. When the rambler met with two rambler friends, he used his hands instead of his mouth and wrote the nine words "A romantic monk" on the ground, sleeping with the romantic nun. He wrote and wiped it, and he nodded and gave up until his two good friends understood his feelings.
rumor is fast. The evil rewards obtained by mischief are faster than rumors. Before the romantic affairs of the romantic monk and the romantic nun were revealed, the two rascals had a stroke and remained silent, just like one of them, becoming a mute who could not speak loudly. Moreover, after the report, the three spoils all got crazy with chicken feet overnight, and their five fingers were curved with their right hand, and they were trembling and unable to make a word.
Who is that romantic monk? Who is that romantic nun? Who is the statue of Emperor Shenwu who is powerful? Why is there no plaque of Mawang Temple hanging on the mountain gate of Mawang Temple, but there is only a divine stone carving white horse erected in front of the large screen wall in the mountain gate? There are all kinds of wonders in the world. Is this Mawang Temple not the real Mawang Temple? But in the turbulent years of turbulent times, people who are interested in hiding their names and specially built a treasure shrine that hides dragons and phoenixes?
Three hundred years ago, the turmoil in China was changing.
After a tremendous battle of earth-shaking storms, the land of China changed color, and it changed from Ming Dashun to the Qing Dynasty. The moon was dark and the wind was high. A brave young general in blood-stained battle robe rode on a white dragon horse. He carries half of the copper coins in auspicious patterns given to him by Emperor Dashun, Li Zicheng, waving a cold green rainbow sword, bravely breaking out of the siege, and then ran southeast like lightning, heading straight to the sea at Laoshan, East China Sea.
After a day, the moon is bright and stars are sparse. A beautiful young girl in military uniform rides on a beautiful snow-red peach zebra. She carries half a copper coin with auspicious patterns given to her by Queen Dashun Gao, and a green sheathed purple electric sword inlaid with gold and jade on her shoulders. She also chased her down in the direction where the brave young general rushed.
On Yulong Mountain, by Baishui Spring, in those years of chaos, a family of three fled from Qixia County, Dengzhou Prefecture, built a thatched hut and supported a wine flag. They actually opened a "Hero Drunk Hotel" with great skills and courage.
Since ancient times, there have been a huge number of heroes. Shanxi has produced a tiger general who killed Hua Xiong with warm wine Guan Gong Guan Yunchang, Shandong has produced a tiger-beating hero Wu Song Wu Erlang. Who doesn't want to be a hero? The name of a drunk man is not very nice, so the name of a drunk man is much louder. Therefore, although this mountain hotel is not very prosperous and lively, it has attracted many martial arts hunters, woodcutters, and strong fishermen to go to the store every now and then to cut two plates of cooked pork head meat, dip a few bowls of old roasted wine, drink a cloud of clouds and fog, floating around, and enjoy the joy of drunkenness of a hero.
The owner of the shop, Lao Man Yu, is over fifty years old, has a strong figure and loves to tell stories. He admires Wu Song, a hero who beats the tiger, and praises him endlessly. It is often said that he named the hotel "Haohan Zui" because he wanted to attract a hero like Wu Song to enter the store, eat large pieces of meat, and drink large bowls of wine to satisfy his eyes.
His daughter Yu Xiaofeng has handsome eyebrows and beautiful eyes, beautiful and cleverness, and is a good helper for him. His nephew Yu Xiaohu, who is thirteen years old, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and is very strong. Moreover, he was born with divine power and defeated the big yellow cow at a young age. Although these three men and women did not call themselves heroes, they would use guns and sticks. They have practiced several hand-held monkey fist leg iron sand palm farmer style. They are busy with the shops when there are many customers, and when there are few customers, they are busy with the farm. They grow vegetables and grains on the slopes behind the house, raise pigs and sheep, and live a peaceful life that seems to be invincible with the world.
Who knows that there will be unexpected situations in heaven and people will have good fortune and good fortune at any time. On this day, the clouds were dark and the sky was low, and the autumn breeze was blowing. As soon as the sky was dawn, a group of people ran over and shot the street door of the hero drunk hotel. Hearing the sound, Old Man Yu hurriedly put on his clothes and got off the kang, opening the door to welcome the guests. As soon as the door opened, eight heroic sabre warriors rushed in like a whirlwind, glaring at the angrily eyes and murderous faces. As soon as they entered the store, they turned their backs and sat around the Eight Immortals table. One of the strong men with a curly beard in the shape of a leader, took a move and ordered like a master's slave, "Shopkeeper, make a table of good wine, meat and vegetables, so that the men can eat, drink, and have a good meal. As long as you feel comfortable serving the men who have been running all night, our family will have a lot of rewards."
Old Man Yu nodded and muttered to himself: Obey, listen to the voice, why does this guy speak like this? Chinese is not like Chinese, with external voices, and most of them are the leader of the Qing army entering the pass? Be careful and be more careful.
The old man flashed and retreated into the inner room, calling his daughter Xiaofeng and nephew Xiaohu, and then started working together. In less than half an hour, he brought a large pot of wine and a large plate of meat to deliver it.
The strong man bearded ordered some wine with his chopsticks, first asked the shop owner to drink a cup of wine and eat a piece of meat, and lowered his voice and ordered: "Old man, tell me the truth, the man is chasing a court criminal who has been chasing thousands of miles to chase you. When the idea comes into the shop later, you have to pretend that it is nothing, just boil the wine and hot dishes, and keep the other people's affairs away. After the man is done, he will naturally have your benefits and will never treat you badly. If you talk too much and ruin the man's big affairs, the man will never forgive you! Break your legs! Break your skin!"
Old man Yu couldn't help but tremble his thick eyebrows slightly, and hurriedly retreated to the kitchen, whispering to his daughter Xiaofeng and his nephew Xiaohu: "It seems that something is going to happen now, someone will die! You both should be more vigilant and act according to my eyes. If something goes wrong, let's burn the shop and let him fly away!" After saying that, he was still a little reluctant to let go, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and sighed heavily.
Old Man Yu brought a bowl of steamed chicken out, Suddenly, a burly man rushed in and rushed straight to the strong man bearded, whispering nervously: "Major General Jishha, I've stayed in Baiyun Cave at night and floated down from the top of the peak. What a powerful light skill, like a white cloud floating in the air. But, the appearance of the idea seemed to have changed. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but suddenly he turned into beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes. He had a face full of heroism, but suddenly he changed. He became a pink and tender long face. He was originally twenty-three or four years old, but suddenly he became a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man. He was originally..."
"Stop talking. Just you talk too much. If you talk too much, you won't finish it." Jishha was just an intermediate leader in the Qing army. He has not yet been given the rank of general, but he is young and vigorous, relied on his martial arts skills and outstanding military achievements, and has long regarded himself as a general. He likes to wear high hats, so his subordinates are happy to compete to curry favor with him and call him the major general.
A month ago, after a bloody battle, the Qing army won a great victory, and Wang Yijun was defeated in a crushing defeat, almost wiped out the entire army. Seeing that the situation was hopeless and unwilling to fail, Emperor Dashun, Li Zicheng, secretly sent his confidant general Li Xingshun, with half a copper coin with auspicious patterns in dragon and phoenixes, and a secret treasure picture. Taking advantage of the enemy's arrogance and slackness after the battle, he rode alone, broke through the siege, leaving behind the anti-Qingxing Shun fire, and took advantage of the situation to lift the enemy's troops. After the Qing army commander defeated Wang Yijun, he tried to eliminate the roots in order to avoid recurrence. Seeing a brave young general taking advantage of the opportunity to break through the siege, he secretly sent Jishha, who was very skilled in martial arts, to lead eight warriors under his command to hunt them down thousands of miles.
Jishha not only has outstanding martial arts skills, but also very alert. After he scolded the burly man, he thought to himself in his heart while listening quietly to the outside world. He fought with the extremely brave young man and met him, but he was almost cut off his right ear heel by the green rainbow sword light flashing with cold light. Although it was a false alarm, I still feel scared when I think about it.
Jishha led the warriors to hunt down the powerful enemy, but did not dare to be distracted. He hurriedly eliminated the distracting thoughts and listened carefully. Suddenly, a breeze passed by, and suddenly a bright breeze flashed before his eyes, and it turned out like a jade tree facing the wind, pear blossoms drifted in. A white dress fluttered in, wearing a white square scarf on his head, and wearing a pink and tender shoes on his feet, set off a young scholar with a pink and tender face. He should be as handsome as a young scholar.
Ji Shiha could tell at a glance that although the young scholar was gentle and beautiful as a tender girl, he had unique skills and had reached the best level of stepping on the snow without scars. It was also seen that although the young scholar was wrapped in a long white cloth under his armpit, it was like a sword, but he would never have been disguised as he followed and chased the brave young man who was outside the Baiyun Cave. Strange, strange! Overnight, why did that brave young general suddenly become this young scholar?
Jishha is suspicious, and he still pretends to be nothing on the surface, eating and drinking.
The young scholar came into the store, and he didn't even look at Jishha and the eight samurai warriors led by him. He floated straight to the door of the kitchen, and asked softly, "Shop, do you have fresh pig and sheep blood? Come with a big bowl. Cook a pot of old wine and cut a plate of five-spice roasted pork, and the next bowl of three-fresh dumplings. It should be fast."
has been very experienced and seen widely. Seeing that the young scholar was floating and light, he dared not neglect, he immediately brought a large sand bowl of raw sheep blood as ordered, boiled a pot of old wine and cut a plate of five-spice roasted pork.
The young scholar picked a small table and sat down, wrapped the long white cloth under his armpit and put it on the table, then took a sip of wine, ate a piece of meat, and drank it with relish.
Jishiha saw that the young scholar was elegant and elegant, as if there was no one around, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious. He was angry, so he let out a mouth and winked at the burly man who came in behind, asking him to come forward and try differently, and call the young scholar the weight.
The burly man used to doing this, so he picked up a bowl of old white dried soy wine, and shook it over as if he was drunk, grinned at the young scholar, and said grinning: "Little brother, a man must drink this spicy and crispy, numb, and it will burn the fire when he enters his stomach, so that he can taste the taste of the drunk Eight Immortals like a cloud-like fog. Is this also called wine? It is sweet, bitter, and there is no spicy taste. It was drunk by the eldest daughter and the young wife, the old man and the old mother, the serious man, who would like to drink that! Come! Little brother, I wish you a bowl! The hero is drunk by drinking it!"
The young scholar was mocked in person, Not only was he not ashamed or annoyed, he also smiled with a white teeth as fine jade, saying, "Thank you for your advice, I'm better to obey your orders."
then took the bowl and drank it all, lit up the bottom of the bowl, flipped his back and gently pressed it on the table, and then embedded the thin porcelain white bowl into the wooden tabletop, as if dipping his fingers in white paint, drawing a round white circle on the tabletop.
The burly man toasted the bowl and lost his ability to suck the bowl out of the table. He had to use the wine to cover his face, and he stuck out his tongue in surprise and returned to his seat awkwardly. Jishha thought he didn't have that high martial arts skills, and he could lift the bowl out of the table with softness and hardness, and the earthquake flew out of the table without any damage, so he pretended to turn a blind eye and drank the wine.
The young scholar did not speak, but while untied the long white cloth, he hummed Yue Fei's Manjianghong lyrics and songs. When the package was untied, a green sheathed sword with gold and jade was indeed revealed. Jishiha's eyes flashed with a few fierce and cunning green light like a wolves, as if it was about to erupt, but he tried to hold it back. The store owner, Old Man Yu, saw it and was happy in his heart. His eyes lit up and he nodded secretly.
The young scholar seemed to have not moved, but in fact, he had already seen the expressions of Jishha and the shopkeeper from the corner of his eyes. He casually stretched out his thumb and pressed collapse spring , and with a click, he held a sharp sword with purple light in his hand. He swung the sword around and burst out sword flowers, purple lightning, flying colorfully, and the sword wind was swaying. Jishha and the warriors changed their faces. They all held the hilts of the knife in their hands, and were full of vigilance and defense.
The young scholar was very skilled and bold, just like a cat playing with a mouse, relaxed and free, sending and receiving from the heart. While dipping the blood of raw sheep, he grinded the sword on the sword sheath with serious consequences, and then he said to himself: "Purple Lightning Sword, Purple Lightning Sword, drink blood, as fast as lightning. You know my heart, I fulfill your wish. If you want to drink Tartar blood, I will be angry and win the crown!"
"Good boy! Your milk hair is not dry. How capable can you have? How dare you be so arrogant and speak wildly! I think I'm impatient to live, grandpa will send you back to grandma's house!"
Before he finished speaking, the back window opened, and a somersault in the air flew into a fierce god with a scarred face. He was cruel and ruthless, and suddenly fired a willow leaf flying knife, which shot towards the young scholar's back heart like lightning.
"Oh! Not good!" When Old Man Yu saw the scarred god breaking into the window, his heart skipped a beat, and he knew that something was going to be bad, and a disaster was coming! Otherwise, the fierce god would be ruthless when he attacked the flying knife, causing people to hurt the person behind his head, and he was so vicious! No matter how good the young man is in martial arts, he can't take care of the situation and the back of his mind. He is afraid that he will suffer a secret loss, and there will be more and more dangers.
The old man's thoughts were lightning, and suddenly a loud noise was heard. The cold light shot from the willow leaf flying knife collided head-on with a flashing golden light shot from the opposite side and was shot to the ground. The golden light that rebounded was pinched by the young scholar's two fingers and one clamped tightly between his fingers. He threw it gently, then moved it into his palm again, flashing his eyes and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but be overjoyed and shouted: "Dragon and Phoenix Money, Longfeng Money, I'm so worried that you've made me suffer!" It turned out that what fell into his palm was half a copper coin engraved with auspicious patterns of dragon and phoenix. He couldn't suppress his passion, and immediately took out half of the copper coins with dragon and phoenix patterns from his arms and were paired together, and they were tightly tied and integrated.
The scar-faced fierce god is a Qixia swordsman.His father is a local domineering man and a domineering woman, and he does everything he wants. His brothers were three, one was as fierce as the other, and they were so flirting with their hearts that they had to deal with their daughters and daughters-in-law. The local villagers hated his four men and her teeth were itchy. They dared not speak out in front of them, and they called him behind their backs not humans, but a dragon gave birth to three poisonous snakes. Old Man Yu's wife and eldest daughter were one after another. After fifteen years, they were beaten by the old evil dragon and the little poisonous snake. They were embarrassed and angry and hung for a shortcoming.
Old Man Yu is a trainee, and he can't bear it anymore, so on a dark and windy night, he set off a fire, burned the old dragon's home and his own. He also took advantage of the sleepy eyes of the old dragon and the three poisonous snakes to destroy the two poisonous snakes, leaving a scar on the scar-faced face of the fierce god. He took his second daughter Xiaofeng and nephew Xiaohu overnight and ran away.
The old evil dragon is used to being domineering, how can he swallow this anger? He rolled his eyes and rolled his eyes. It was determined that the old man must have gone far away, entered Guandong, hid his name, and went to the deep mountains and forests to avoid disaster. He sent a fierce and cruel scarred god with martial arts skills, brought gold and silver bills, and traveled across the ocean to Kanto to visit enemies to take revenge. The scar-faced evil god has been gone for two years. He has not found his enemies, but has found his strong and powerful master. He has worked as a spy for the Manzhou Tartars, and has entered the pass with the Qing soldiers who have entered the pass, and has worked as a warrior and guide for Jishha. He has followed him thousands of miles to the shore of Jiaozhou Bay.
At this time, he stood behind the window of the Hero Huo Hotel and patrolled the wind and looked at Jishiha. In order to please his master, he broke into the window and suddenly let out a flying knife to attack the back of the young scholar who said crazy words and insulted his master. He thought that he had a strong martial arts skills and a sudden attack would definitely work with one blow, and the knife would bleed, winning the favor and appreciation of Major General Jishha. Unexpectedly, an accident happened and a powerful golden light shot towards him, knocking his willow leaf flying knife to the ground. He was shocked and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, staring blankly. After recovering, anger arose from the heart, evil arises from the side, and swings the golden back goose feather knife and slashes the young scholar's head radially.
The young scholar was facing two and a half-dragon-phoenix-shaped copper coins with auspicious patterns. Suddenly, he felt a sound of a golden blade slashing the wind behind his head. He bent his fingers and shot them back, and two crisp sounds, which shocked the golden-backed goose feathered sword. He also used objects to transmit power and used force to hit the tiger's mouth with scarred face and hurt the fierce tiger's mouth, and a blood-red hole was broken.
Jishha saw it and was shocked in his heart. He quickly winked at the scarred god, letting him know more, and tolerate it for a while, and then wait for the opportunity to move.
The young scholar calmly stretched out his two fingers and clamped the two half copper coins that were bounced back by the golden-backed goose feather knife into the gaps of his fingers, and gently threw them onto the table.
"Little brother, you are young and you are very good at playing with copper coins. Let me try it too."
said, and a young man with big eyebrows and big eyes, with his arms and shoulders not moving, he stepped flat toward the young scholar like flowing clouds and water. He smiled with a close understanding and sat down.
He reached out and picked up the two and half copper coins with a dragon, phoenix and star auspicious pattern, looked carefully, and pinched them together, and then pinched the two and half copper coins together. With a pop of his middle finger, the copper coin with auspicious patterns in dragon and phoenixes that were combined into two, flew and rotated on the table. The more he spins, the faster he spins, the young scholar who is dizzy, his eyes are dazzled, his eyebrows are spring, and his cheeks are red. He then pats the copper coin on the table, revealing the money face with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes.
"Shopkeeper, boil a pot of old white dried soybean wine and cut a plate of beef with five-spice sauce. Come quickly!"
Old Man Yu recognized the scar at a glance, it was really a narrow road for enemies! It is a blessing or not a disaster, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided! Enemies meet and are timid! Dodging and showing timidity, the flaws will be seen by the scar-faced god and soon recognized him. Old Man Yu shook his energy and was busy for a while. He gave the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes a pot of dried old white soybean wine and cut a plate of beef with five-spice sauce. I was so panicked that I made some mistakes and brought the chopsticks, but forgot to get wine bowl .
That young man was very easy to talk. Not only was he not surprised, but he laughed happily. He suddenly blew up his true energy, condensed it in the palm of his right palm, and gently pressed it to the round white picture on the table. rotated for a week, rotated right for a week, and lifted it up in a floating manner, and it seemed like a magic trick, sucking out the thin porcelain white bowl inlaid into the wooden table. He wiped the wooden slag with his sleeve, then drank a large bowl of wine and ate the meat.
Jishha watched coldly. Seeing that the expression of the young man was similar to that brave young man, he concluded that it was the idea that the dragon had never seen the head and didn't see the tail. He appeared in person and wanted to fight with him wits and courage. And he was the first to win the air, and the flying money dropped the flying knife, and smiled and showed his amazing skills. He soldered the money with his hands and sucked in a thin porcelain white bowl with three-point wooden points.
Jishiha knew that without strong internal strength and superb mysterious skills, he would definitely not reach such a state of superb enlightenment. The young man showed his amazing skills in public, and he was definitely not deliberately showing off. His intention was to attack his heart before taking action, shock the enemy's courage, seize the enemy's soul, and destroy the fighting spirit of a strong enemy. This is called tigers running and wolf chasing both ends! What is he afraid of? Of course I am afraid that a good tiger will not be able to hold a group of wolves! He each had a sword, so he could not beat ten of them with ten swords! Therefore, he saw the dragon but did not see the tail, and he evaded along the way, not daring to meet them seriously. Now, why did he show up again and want to take action? Of course, I found a powerful helper and was fearless. Who is his powerful helper? Of course it was the young scholar. Jishiha's mind became calmer and calmer. He wanted to watch the changes. He would not move, so he would eat and drink, ignore it, and let the salty and spicy words pour into his ears.
The young scholar smiled at the young man with a smile, and then sharpened his sword on the sword sheath again. After grinding for a while, he picked up the young man's wine pot, poured out a clear nectar, and poured it on the sword. The sword immediately sneered and sniffed a wisp of purple smoke. The sword edge that had originally shined with purple light appeared in the cold light.
"What a purple lightning sword that cuts gold and cuts jade!" the young man blurted out.
The young scholar smiled proudly, then pointed his finger and made a pleasant sound of running water. With a slightly erect elixir lips, he sang slowly and said, "Dragons are paired with phoenixes, phoenixes are paired with dragons, purple lights are paired with green rainbows, the power of the two swords is infinite! No matter how fierce you are, no matter how fierce you are, the dragons and phoenixes are, you will suffer, and if you are paired with two swords, you will not survive!"
"Good boy! I call you crazy!"
Jishiha and Manzhou Wushang are real Tartars, and they are not afraid of scolding, and they suppress their hot temperaments and do not attack them. The scar-faced god is a fake Tartar. He is eager to protect his master, so he can't help but feel evil. He is also ruthless while fighting fiercely, while secretly shooting a willow leaf flying knife, which directly hits the young scholar's throat.
"Be careful of the flying knife!"
Old Man Yu stared at his enemy coldly, looking very sincerely. In desperation, he couldn't help but blurt out.
The young scholar listened to the wind and clamped the willow leaf flying knife shot from the lightning. Then he waved his sword gently, cutting the willow leaf flying knife like a leek.
The scar-faced god is afraid of bullying the weak, and his hands are very dark, and he suddenly kills people at any time, and a cold knife hurts people! When he heard the shop owner speak out loud and dared to protect customers and meddle in other people's business, he couldn't help but feel suspicious. He stared at the thief's eyes and looked at it carefully, and recognized that he was an old enemy of blood hatred. A dog that bites people does not bark. He looked at the moment when the old man was greedy for the young scholar to see the young scholar cutting the willow leaf and flying knife and leaving the god, he swung the golden-backed goose feather knife, and looked at the back of the old man Yu's head, and then slashed it down with his head covering!
The young scholar and young man, although his martial arts are extremely high, and both are loose on the outside and tight on the inside, are secretly alert, but no one expected that the scar-faced fierce god would be so vicious. Seeing Leng Zi killing the innocent store owner suddenly, he didn't have time to send out a copper coin dart to rescue him.
Yu suddenly felt the golden blade slashing the wind behind his head, and quickly stretched out his arm to block it. His head avoided the blade, but one of his right arm was chopped off shoulder-to-shoulder.
He screamed in pain: "Xiaofeng! Xiaohu! The enemy is here, avenge our family of three!" Then he blew blood and fell to the ground and rolled on.
The scar-faced god saw that his old enemy was rolling on the ground in pain. Seeing that he couldn't live, he felt very unsatisfied. He even pulled his duck's throat and laughed thornyly.
"Fierce God! Take your life!"
Scarface was looking at the tragic situation of his old enemy rolling into blood, and let out a sneer-heer smile. Yu Xiaohu, whose eyes were red with anger, swung his 60-pound machete, and slashed the fierce god's sky spirit cover.
I hate it and I am afraid of being stunned. When the scar-faced god saw Yu Xiaohu trying hard to fight him, he hurriedly swung the knife to block it. The two swords collided in the air. A crisp sound actually shocked the god of evil and retreated repeatedly, piercing the drums of his ears. However, the thirteen-year-old child Yu Xiaohu was born with divine power and stood there in place with the wind.
"God of evil! I'll give my mother's life! I'll give my sister's life! I'll give my father's arm!" Yu Xiaofeng picked up the pig-killing knife and cried and joined the battle group.
Scarface Fierce God is full of martial arts skills. Unexpectedly, he overturned the boat in the sun ditch and was tightly entangled by Yu Xiaofeng and Yu Xiaohu, and the killing was so busy that he was sweating profusely and gasping for breath.
Jishiha sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, calm down and wait for an opportunity to move, and one strike is successful. Suddenly, he was attacked by the scar-faced fierce god, and was also angry and embarrassed and slashed the store, disrupting his wishful thinking and disrupting his steady formation. He was so angry that he glared at the ring of his eyes, and his beard opened his lotus. He snatched the scar's face with a fierce look. He forced him to pull out the long sabre and waved it in the air, and took the lead in flying to the grass outside the store.
followed closely, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, eight Manzhou warriors swaying eight long shiny sabers and all flew outside the store. Immediately, back to back, four people rushed to form two sword formations.
The young scholar and the young hero suddenly saw a fierce god who had a branch out of the road. When they had an accident, they immediately made a quick decision and responded flexibly. They both swung their swords and flew outside the shop, with their backs against their backs. The swords were connected with each other, and the swords were fast and agile, like the surge of Nujiang River. Under the attack of the two sword formations and eight long swords, they rushed left and right, flew up and down, and only killed the sky and the blood rain arrows sprayed. The enemy was fighting for the front and was extremely jealous. Jishha was a first-class master among the Manchu warriors. He had a pair of round eyes, which was sharper than clippers. He suddenly joined the sword formation, and suddenly joined the sword formation, dancing a long sword into silver light, as if the cold wind was pouring snow.
As soon as he joined the sword formation, the warriors of the sword formation were full of energy and fought bloody battles. Just got a draw with the one-on-five powerful opponents and had the power to fight back. As soon as he leaves the sword formation, the warrior of the sword formation is like a defeated rooster. In front of a powerful enemy with extremely high martial arts skills, his fighting spirit is relaxed and exhausted from supporting and dealing with it. He can only handle the skill and have no power to fight back.
Jishha rolled his eyes, which were as sharp as a falcon, and it was obvious that the bloody rain arrows were all spraying the Manchu warriors under his subordinates, and almost all of them became bloody people. Bloody battles, bloody battles, warriors are jealous of blood. They can fight for a while, but they can't last long. He quickly concluded that this bloody battle is more likely to be successful, and the powerful enemy is combined with the two swords, and the power is doubled, and he is already sure to win. A hero does not suffer any loss in front of him. If he didn't act as soon as possible and escaped, he would probably have to be stained with blood from the grassland, and none of them would survive, and there would be no one left to report to the commander of the army.
Leave the green mountains there, and you are not afraid of burning firewood. Jishha had settled his mind, so he waved his long saber and flew into the store. Just as Yu Xiaohu Dao cut the back of the fierce god's face, he became angry and hated him. He was so angry that he couldn't save him. He suddenly clamped Yu Xiaofeng under his armpits, used a clever swallow to penetrate the curtain, flew away from the back window, carrying Yu Xiaofeng as a shield, and ran away with great strides.
Yu Xiaohu showed his might and slashed Scar's face, avenging his uncle's family of three, and he felt very unhappy. Suddenly, a figure flashed, and my sister Xiaofeng screamed, and was grabbed by a Manzhou Tartar, flew out of the rear window, and then changed her back to her shoulders, running away like a meteor.He couldn't save him, and he couldn't catch him, so he squatted and fell to the ground with a butt, holding the body of Old Man Yu, who was covered in blood and had a broken breath, and Hao Tao started crying.
Jishiha's soles were oiled and opened. The Manzhou warriors were headless. They were immediately panicked and were confused. One is rising and the other is growing. The young man showed his might and made the silver snake dance wildly with a green rainbow sword, and his spitting out his splendor. In an instant, he killed four thrilling Manzhou warriors and splattered blood, and they all fell on the grass, lying horizontally in a pool of blood. The young scholar also shook his spirits and used a purple light to make the purple light surge, and the cold air was soaring that the four Manzhou warriors were scattered and fled, but they all splattered blood one by seven steps, making the dead soul under the sword.
Yu Xiaohu ran out of the shop crying, hugged the legs of the young man, and begged bitterly: "Brother Master, you have such a high martial arts skills and great skills. My uncle died, and my sister also called the Manzhou Tartars to kidnap, leaving me alone. My father and mother fled to the famine with a few little brothers, and I couldn't find them for a while. Brother Master, I am now without relatives and no home. You have to accept me and teach me martial arts! I have the strength to chop wood, carry water, and cook. You can accept me as a little disciple for you, right?"
The young man stretched out his hand and pulled Yu Xiaohu up, and smiled kindly, "Little brother, you are so strong! But, just call me master and brother again, wouldn't it be a mess of the master's seniority? I think, why not do this? I will accept a registered disciple on behalf of the master and teach you martial arts. Don't call me master or brother, just call me senior brother."
Yu Xiaohu saw that the young man agreed to teach him martial arts in person, and immediately smiled, knelt down and kowtowed to the south three times, which was considered as worshiping the old immortal master. He stood up again, bowed to the young man with a fist, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother, you have accepted me as my junior brother, and you have to teach me three years of martial arts with all your heart! Three years later, if I can't beat you, you will be able to keep a hand and teach me your heart and soul!"
"Little Brother, I can't tell you that you are very weird. You are very strong and have enough heart. Unfortunately, I have too many things to do. I can't teach you for three years, I can only teach you three months. In a month, we will break up, and you will go to the world alone. But don’t worry, as long as you are willing to study hard and practice hard, three months is enough. I will guarantee you to improve your martial arts and be brave and brave, and you will be comparable to me."
Yu Xiaohu heard from his senior brother that as long as you study hard and practice hard for three months, you will be able to fight him. He was very happy and couldn’t help but burst into tears and smiled. He reached out to wipe his tears, and even painted a tiger-faced face with tiger-eyed eyes into a bloody face.
The young scholar couldn't help laughing when he saw this and giggled.
Yu Xiaohu's black eyes rolled around, and he was wrong and said with a smile: "Second Brother, don't be surprised, everyone wants to climb a high point. People are afraid of comparing, and your martial arts are also quite high, but if you compare with the senior brother, it's just a little bit worse."
The young scholar was very strong-hearted, and couldn't help but feel angry in love, and said annoyedly: "Little Brother, are you not a little bit too big, but a little snob! Unfortunately, you were too serious and took a look. My senior sister's martial arts are much better than your senior brother's martial arts, and his master is afraid that my master will be three points. Junior brother, you are quite sweet, and the second senior brother is calling you a happy one. But do you know who we are? Tell you, his name is Li Yingshun, my name is Gao Yanmei, my purple electric plum blossom magic sword, using softness to overcome hardness, breaking his Qinghong Chasing Wind Sword, one by one, and one by one. Do you regret it? It doesn't matter. Only If you want you to call me a few sweetly, I will teach you that set of purple electric plum blossom magic sword to make you better than him. Junior brother, what is your name? "
" Yu Xiaohu. What's the weird thing, you are obviously a handsome guy, why do you like being a girl? Call me your senior sister? "
" Me, I will change." Gao Yanmei took off the white square scarf and exposed her hair, "Look, she has become a woman."
Li Yingshun shouldered the heavy trust of Emperor Dashun, and did not dare to rely on his outstanding martial arts skills and neglected to guard against it. He took advantage of Gao Yanmei and Yu Xiaohu's intimate jokes and threw the bodies of eight Manzhou warriors into the store, sprinkled them with bone erosion, lit a handful of pine hair fire, and burned a hero's drunk hotel to the sky.
Li Yingshun pulled Gao Yanmei with one hand and Yu Xiaohu with the other, bounced up, and flew to the Eagle Beak Rock on the top of the peak, looking at the raging firelight burning beside the Baishui Spring, sighed: "Be a hero, die as a ghost hero, a soldier of the rebel army, and old hero, let the Manzhou warriors and national scum with blood return blood with blood, give blood to you, and comfort your heroes. "
At this time, the red sun was bright, burning the blue sky.
Li Yingshun and Gao Yanmei stood on Yingzui Rock, looking southeast, and saw the blue-light Jiaozhou Bay blue waves, and small boats came and went, like jade girls shuttled through. The green mountains were surrounded by green water, like the green leaves in the red flower village. It was bright and bright, and it was bright and bright.
Gao Yanmei suddenly flashed with big watery eyes, and chuckled at Li Yingshun, "Brother Ying, this place has beautiful mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery, and is very close to the sea. It is really a blessed cave like a fairyland in Penglai. Brother Ying, let’s settle here invisibly, for the sake of Dashun, the dragon, the tiger, the phoenix, the unicorn, and plan for Dayi, let’s take a look at the next step? "
Li Yingshun was entrusted by the King of Chuang and shouldered the great cause of Xingshun. His heroic spirit was far superior to the tenderness of children. But Gao Yanmei was the virtuous wife and mother of Chuang and Mrs. Gao when the battle situation was taking a sharp turn, and carefully selected him as an assistant. For Xingshun, she was a virtuous wife and mother who was born in the Great Fortune of Xingshun. He did not want to be cold in her heart and pick her intentions when she was tender, so she said softly: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go. "Then he flew off the Eagle Beak Rock, pounced on Baiyun Cave, summoned the Thousand Mile Horse, and three people and two riders slowly drove south, gradually disappearing in the mountains and ridges of Dazhu Mountain and Xiaozhu Mountain.
Peach blossoms bloom, apricot blossoms fall, and willows are green and green all over the slope. In the blink of an eye, it took two years. Li Yingshun went east to sea but failed, so he returned to the bank of Jiaozhou Bay with Gao Yanmei. On the weed slope of the hero's hotel beside Baishuiquan on Yulong Mountain, planting pine and bamboo. A Mawang Temple was built, which was not for the Mawang Prince, and a Puji Temple that was vegetarian and did not quit meat. Li Yingshun, the young general who followed the Chuang King to fight to the north and south to conquer the world, galloped on the battlefield, was a brave and warlike young general, shaved his head and put on a cassock, and transformed himself into the first generation of Zen Master Xingshun, the first generation of host of Mawang Temple. He was adopted by Mrs. Gao as his adopted daughter, and a small flower in the heroic Detachment of Women, also cut off his black and oily hair and became the first generation of host of Puji Temple Huixin Xianni. Then the romantic monk Sleeping Fengliu Nini The rumors of the aunt came out, three slutty men with nostalgia and fucked with a stroke, and they covered the Mawang Temple and Puji Temple with a confusing mystery.
Ten years of bitter cold plum blossoms and snow, ten years of spring, the tender bamboos grew into sky-drill bamboos, and the young pine trees grew into towering trees. Yu Xiaohu, a strong prodigy who was tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-eyed, tiger-eyed, tiger-eyed, tiger-eyed, tiger-eyed, tiger-headed, tiger-eyed, tiger-eyed, tiger-headed, tiger-eyed, tiger-eyed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-eyed, tiger-eyed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-eyed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-eyed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, tiger-headed, lit up the 60-pound machete wrapped in blue cloth, traveled around the world, robbed the rich and helped the poor, and went everywhere, no matter where he had gone.
Can the prodigal son travels to the world, can he forget his hometown? Yu Xiaohu, a thirteen-year-old child, has grown into a thirty-five-year-old man. Will he still call Xiaohu the name that has never been known? People know that in his hometown of Qixia County, a shocking hero Yu Qi appeared. He was riding a green horse with four hooves and a machete weighing 120 kilograms. He led tens of thousands of rebels to attack Ninghaizhou, Dawendeng, and attack Fushan. He also defended on the steep and majestic Jaggede Mountain with a steep and majestic mountain peak. He fought with the 100,000 green-backed soldiers and horses led by General Jingdong of the Qing Dynasty for seven days and seven nights. Would he die and not surrender? People know that General Jingdong Jishha was the Manzhou Tartar who abducted Yu Xiaofeng in the Hero Drunk Hotel! People also know that Yu Xiaofeng later gave birth to a handsome daughter. The mother and Jishha were drunk and secretly let the captured rebel leader run away and defected to Yu Qi's camp overnight. Yu Qi recognized him as his sister and niece!
After Yu Qi recognized the handsome girl born by Yu Xiaofeng as her niece, he named her a fragrant name Yu Danmei, and personally taught her a set of exquisite plum blossom magic swords and a set of handy plum blossom flying needles, which won her the nickname of a plum blossom hero.
The great hero Yu Qi was guarding the Jagged Tooth Mountain and fought with the overwhelming Qing soldiers for seven days and seven nights. In the end, because he was outnumbered, the number of people around him was getting fewer and fewer, leaving only a hundred warriors, and the 18-year-old chivalrous girl Yu Danmei.
General Jishha of Jingdong passed on the general order: he would be rewarded by seven hundred thousand people, one pound of meat, one pound of silver, one pound of bones, one pound of gold. At this time, Yu Qi, who was very skilled and brave, had already put his life and death aside, sat on the threshold stone on the top of the peak, opened his tiger's eyes angrily, stared at the Qing soldiers who were climbing the stone path and catching him on the mountain to catch him and slaughter him one by one. The Qing soldier, who was so scared that he was obsessed with money, turned around and rolled and ran down the mountain. He was chased by the plum blossom flying needles shot out by the plum blossom hero Yu Danmei and took his soul away.
Sunset, the moon rises, the night is hazy, the great hero Yu Qizheng half-squinted his eyes to rest as he suddenly shot an arrow, which was inserted into the crack of the rock on his head.
"Brother, it must be the eldest brother. Only he can pull the hard bow of eight horses and shoot this flying arrow up the mountain!"
At this time, Yu Qi had already broken into pieces, dispersed the warriors, and if one could rush out, he would leave a spark for the rebels to make a comeback, leaving only a small Danmei left beside him. He blurted out joyfully while raising his hand and pulled out the arrow shaft. He saw a note tied on it, with eight big words written upright: Take off your boots in the front mountain, and seize the way in the back mountain!
Yu Qi smiled knowingly, then handed the note to his niece and looked at it.
acted as planned, took off his boots, and threw them on the road ahead of the mountain in front of the mountain. He took Xiao Danmei's hand again, caressed her, and solemnly reminded him: "Danmei, breaking through is not as good as refusing to defend. You must act alone without knowing it. Your light skills are better than uncle. You will go straight to the southwest when you go down the mountain and go to Jiaozhou to find Mawang Temple, Puji Temple, and go to your master and aunt to follow their arrangements. It's not that my uncle is cruel to leave you, but that's the time when I must be separated from life and death. Uncle is an imperial prisoner who painted and slapped pictures everywhere in the Qing Dynasty. He cannot implicate you. You can't implicate your master and your aunt. Danmei, since then, there will be no Yu Qi in the world. If you want to meet again, it will be difficult, and I'm afraid you can only meet in your dreams. Danmei, you have to remember your uncle and listen to your uncle's words!" Before the great hero Yu Qi finished speaking, he patted his plum blossom hero Yu Danmei, who was farewell with tears in his eyes, slapped the cliff behind the mountain in the air, urging her to use the ultimate light skills of walking straight to Lingxu, flying and falling into the valley like a skillful swallow passing through the clouds.
Yu Qimu watched his niece go down the mountain, then slid back on the threshold stone, and used a few dragonflies three-point wings in succession, and then slid from the cliff like a knife and an axe to the bottom of the back ditch. He headed straight south overnight, turned west a few times, ran to Huayan Temple in Laoyou, and was disfigured by oil. He became a monk and became a monk, and lived to the age of 113.
General Jingdong Jishha was hit by Yu Qi's boot removal plan and heard the soldiers in front of the mountain shout: I found Yu Qi's boots! Yu Qi ran away from the mountain! He personally led a dozen Manchu warriors to chase him towards the mountain.
He chased him out of the mountain and didn't even see Yu Qi's shadow. In a hurry, he forgot that he is now the general who commands 100,000 soldiers, and is not the young and impatient leader back then. He was so happy that he went southwest and chased after him in a hurry.
No matter how high the lightness skills of the plum blossom hero are, the land lifting technique they use is fast, but because of the excessive effort, they cannot stand for a long time and cannot run into the fast horse chasing the wind. As soon as the sky was dawn, just in front of a dark forest, it was caught up by more than a dozen samurai warriors led by Jishha and surrounded them. Thanks to her green gauze covering, she was not recognized by Jishha. But because of her green gauze, Jishha's suspicion aroused, and the warriors ordered her to take her down and chase out the whereabouts of Qin Yu Qi from her mouth.
At the command of Jishha, the warriors waved their shiny sabers and launched a fierce attack on Yu Danmei with a force of wind and rain. What a plum blossom hero. With a long sword dancing, the plum blossom magic sword spread out, a ball of light burst out, covering all over his body tightly, and not being able to penetrate the wind and rain.
Jishha ordered her to take her down, meaning she wanted to live. Although the warriors were full of sabers, they were all worried and did not dare to kill him. Therefore, Yu Danmei has a gap to take advantage of, with less defense and more attacks, and seized the opportunity first. Suddenly, the sword light spits out quickly and stabs the enemy's throat. Suddenly, he raised his backhand and shot out a flying needle of plum blossoms, which injured the lifeline of the enemy's key acupoint. After a short time of battle, the four horsemen were stabbed to the horse.
Jishiha saw that the girl was so powerful that she waved the red-haired sword and slashed Huashan with one move. She hugged the plum blossom hero and slashed her face. He was ruthless when he took action, and the warriors were red in their eyes again, and the swords were not far away from her vital parts. A sudden storm of rain slashed and killed the plum blossom hero, forcing him to retreat repeatedly, and danger was everywhere. At this critical moment, a flash of golden light shot out from the forest. With a violent sound, the local area shot down the red-haired sword that Jishha had slashed to the ground.
Jishha was suddenly shocked and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Suddenly, another whistle-whistle-throw, a golden light shot out from the forest, and took his right eye directly, stabbing him so hard that he screamed. When his eyes turned black, he turned into a blood-stained one-eyed dragon. Immediately afterwards, two bald monks flew out of the forest. An older one made a green rainbow sword dance wildly and spit out a splendor. A younger one made a purple lightning sword shine and the cold air was shining. In addition, the long sword with heavy phantoms of Xiao Danmei, the plum blossom hero girl, suddenly killed the warriors in Manzhou to the death. Only two and two cavalry were left, guarding the blood-faced one-eyed dragon general Jishha, and fled in panic.
The young monk had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and had a heroic look. He was only twenty years old. The sword was sheathed, and then gently patted the palm, sucking up two golden dragon and phoenix copper coins with auspicious patterns and flew into the palm.
Yu Danmei saw it and liked it in her heart. She couldn't help but feel her heart moved. Suddenly she felt familiar and seemed familiar? After thinking about it carefully, I remembered the appearance of the young monk, and it turned out to be exactly the same as the uncle whom I never forget. What about Master? What will the 22-year-old rain and snow bellows carve him into? Could it be the middle-aged monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him? It seems that they look a bit similar, they are just two men and sons. However, a great monk cannot give birth to a young monk. What's going on?
The plum blossom hero's thoughts were flashing, and the older monk was also moved and full of doubts. How could this pretty girl in front of me who pulled off the green veil and exposed her pink and chubby face look like Yu Xiaofeng? Like the junior brother Yu Xiaohu? Especially the set of Plum Blossom Swords that she used with phantoms turned out to be a beautiful plum blossom sword? who is she? Why did you come from the same school as Yanmeiyi? Master the same lineage?
has a clear understanding. Words are the golden key to happiness. Yu Danmei met two bald monks on the road and found the master uncle whom she often dreamed of in her dreams, and his eldest son, Senior Brother Li Zhiyuan.Then I successfully arrived at Jiaozhou Bay, went to Yulong Mountain, visited Baiyun Cave, saw Baishuiquan, knelt down to worship the main god of Mawang Temple, moved into Puqian Temple, and ate the fragrant fermented black beans and delicious and refreshing side dishes.
That night, she slept in the same bed with the beautiful aunt of the master. She had a casual conversation, and solved the mystery in her heart. She willingly cut her hair into a nun, and tenderly became a lover with Senior Brother Li Zhiyuan, and lived in two places. After the master and his aunt passed away, they both became the second-generation hosts of Mawang Temple and Puji Temple. The first generation of the Mawang Temple and Puji Temple were buried together in a tomb.
For three hundred years of ups and downs, China has undergone many turbulent changes.
Really illusion is not a dream, but the illusion is real and it looks like a illusion.
An old chess friend over the age of 70 years ago often went to Mawang Temple to play chess with the monk. The two of them had similar interests. Over time, they became friends who could talk about everything. The monk revealed to him the secret history of the temple. It turns out that this Mawang Temple is actually a King of Chuangwang Temple. There is no plaque in the mountain gate, but a stone-carved white horse is erected, with a profound and subtle meaning. Isn’t it just a word to break through if you stand in the door? He turned Prince Ma into Prince Chuang. The main god wearing a crown and a big red dragon robe in the main hall, the powerful Emperor Shenwu, is the incarnation of Emperor Dashun Li Zicheng.
Ming is the Mawang Temple, but it is actually the Chuangwang Temple. The first generation of Zen Master Xingshun was very dedicated to building this temple.
