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There is such a thing as Deng Yuanjue, the Tathagata of Precious Light. His Zen staff is swung like a green dragon. It is so powerful and heavy that it can cause death if it is rubbed and injured if it touches it. If he hadn't had no killing intention, he would have smashed the Tianling Gai of the two Ouchi masters in one encounter.
Deng Yuanjue glanced at Chen Ang and his entourage, snorted coldly, and inserted the Zen staff heavily into the ground. The gravel ground on the official road was very solidly trampled by the horses, but like tofu, the Zen staff was inserted deep into the ground. If he hadn't acquired this skill, it would have been impossible for him to be so without any fireworks if he hadn't been a master of internal mystical skills.
"You guys are sneaky and have bad intentions. I want to ask you, what's the matter with you coming to Muzhou?" Deng Yuanjue has tried the martial arts of two Dauchi masters. Although they are far inferior to him, they are still good. A top-notch master in the martial arts world, Muzhou is the base camp of the Ming Cult. When he saw Chen Ang and his group's extraordinary martial arts skills, he instinctively became alert.
Huang Shang snorted coldly, obviously very dissatisfied with Deng Yuanjue's turf-digging style, and immediately said rudely: "I don't know when Muzhou had a small court. In the whole world, is it the king of the Song Dynasty? I When I can come and go freely, when will I have to explain to you whether you are the government or the court?"
When Deng Yuanjue heard this, his leopard eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "Okay! It turns out he is a lackey of the imperial court. You have to take a stick from Sajia first!" After saying that, he pulled out his Zen staff and shook a staff flower in the air. The broken stones from the tip of the stick shot out one after another and hit the tree, causing the tree to rustle and drop leaves. There was a thunder-like explosion in the air where the shadow of the stick was swung.
At this time, the old man on the horse suddenly coughed violently. His face turned purple from holding back, and he struggled to breathe. His thin and hunched body trembled violently, and his gray hair hung down weakly on his face.
When Deng Yuanjue heard the old man's painful voice, his violent movements suddenly froze. He hesitantly put down the Zen staff in his hand, ignoring that Huang Shang was still beside him, and casually put the stainless steel Zen staff beside him, and carefully helped the old man up to help him. The ferocious face was now very gentle, and he gently brushed the saliva from the corner of the old man's mouth.
Huang Shang had already channeled his inner energy into his hands, but he couldn't help but relax when he saw this. He walked aside calmly, with his back to Deng Yuanjue, and would never take advantage of him. One of them focused on taking care of the old man, and the other looked after the other. Turning a blind eye is a magnanimous person.
Deng Yuanjue spared no effort in calming down the old man's breath. He did this several times before the old man's complexion improved. When he saw that the old man's breath had calmed down a little, he quickly picked up his Zen staff and said to Huang Shang: "I still have something to do. Even if I lose this time, look. You act like a magnanimous man, and even if you go through it, the Mingjiao will never embarrass you."
"Why do I need you to help me?" Huang Shang rolled his sleeves and said: "My actions are my own cultivation. What does it have to do with others, and what does it have to do with you? If we meet again, it will still be life and death. What you said is really Insult me."
Deng Yuanjue didn't say a word, but he was about to run with the old man on his back. Huang Shang called to him, "Lead the horse over! This old man is very hot. I can't ignore it. Also, there are some medicines to relieve the heat. You should hurry up." take it."
Huang Shang saw the hesitation on his face and sneered: "Do you think I am showing favor to you? No, all the people of the Song Dynasty are like parents and relatives to me. You have your filial piety, and I also have my responsibility. See you later. I will be the first to chop off your head, you rebel!"
Deng Yuanjue was furious when he heard this: "You are a lackey of the imperial court. It's up to you to chop off whose head! The sword of the Sa family has been sharpened long ago. If it hadn't been for your court's misdeeds, the severe summer heat would have forced the salt households to boil salt." , how could this old man become so popular?"
"I have already chopped off the head of the salt official, including you!"
But he caught the medicine bottle thrown by Huang Shang in his hand, held it under his nose, sniffed it, and applied it under Renzhong's nose for the old man. After hearing his scolding, Huang Shang's face turned red with anger. He was an evil official in the court. He had also heard about it. Although he was angered by Deng Yuanjue's behavior of killing officials and rebelling, he still suppressed his dissatisfaction.
Deng Yuanjue could spend a lot of energy for an old man he had never met. He carried people for hundreds of miles in the dog days of summer, and even killed officials and rebelled, leaving his wealth and life behind. He was obviously a hero. If Qiao Feng saw it, he would only He was afraid that he would have to drink three jars of fine wine, but in the eyes of a scholar like Huang Shang, his mood was extremely contradictory.
On the one hand, I admire their heroic spirit, but on the other hand, I am angry that they are lawless.
In his heart, Chen Ang completely looked down on things like Wang Fa, and he also had a good impression of Deng Yuanjue, a hero in the market. He cleared a clearing, took off his cloak, spread it on the ground, and said to Deng Yuanjue: "I'm the doctor, help the old man over."
Deng Yuanjue sawThere were densely packed silver needles in the box at my waist. I felt confident and helped the old man over calmly. The old man's forehead was covered with sweat and his body was trembling. Chen Ang pinched his pulse and found that the old man's body was exhausted and his energy was drained. He was only hanging on by Deng Yuanjue's internal strength.
"Fortunately, you didn't give up. If you didn't help him over, he would have died if he couldn't reach Muzhou!" Chen Ang twisted a silver needle and immersed it into the old man's heavenly spirit. His left hand was like playing a pipa, Twisting, flicking, brushing, and stabbing, it quickly turned into a shadow and brushed the silver needle.
A burst of fiery energy was forced out and turned into a line of white mist, slowly rising from the old man's heavenly spirit. Chen Ang's right hand kept moving, and his internal force was focused on the old man's many acupuncture points. The gentleness of "The Essential Treatise on the Golden Chamber" The true energy harmonizes the yin and yang and calms the imbalanced aura in the old man.
Did the old man feel the tightness in his chest? The suffocation dissipated, and he breathed out a breath of hot air. His whole body was warm and comfortable. Once the hotness in his heart for days was relieved, he relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.
Deng Yuanjue breathed a sigh of relief and shook his body twice. It was obvious that the experience was too much. He braced himself and complained secretly. The two people in front of him had mysterious martial arts skills. They were both his lifelong enemies. In their heyday, they still had to be careful. In response, now that my energy is exhausted, isn't it like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?
It doesn't matter if you kill one of them, but these two people have bad intentions and make the brothers unprepared, which is very bad.
At this time, I suddenly heard a whistling sound from the distance. A man in coarse cloth, carrying a sword, and riding a horse galloped over. He saw someone here from a distance. The man reined in his horse and looked into the distance, and asked: "Is that the great monk Deng Yuanjue in front of you? Baoguang Dharma King?"
When Deng Yuanjue heard his call, he was overjoyed and echoed loudly: "Dharma King Nanli, I am here!" His Dantian Qi was full, his voice was as high as a thunderbolt, and a trill, which was secretly transmitted from Mingjiao, reached Shibao's ears. .
"Monk Deng, don't be anxious, I'll be here right away!" Shi Bao shouted, sat down on his horse, and stood up. Chen Ang looked at him like a leopard flapping, and after a few ups and downs, he stood next to Deng Yuanjue, holding his hand. Holding a steel knife, he was on guard against Chen Ang and others.
He was completely different from Deng Yuanjue, and the anger in his eyes was even worse. Although he was wearing coarse cloth clothes, he could tell that there were fine silk underwear underneath, which was completely inconsistent with Deng Yuanjue's linen-wrapped style. The corners of his eyes glanced at the figure lying on the ground. When he was an old man, he could not hide the arrogance of a martial artist.
"Who are you? You dare to come to the place under the jurisdiction of Mingjiao, but you don't report it." Shi Bao glanced at Chen Ang and the others and sneered.
Not to mention the cold and stern eyes of the Longxiang guards, even Deng Yuanjue frowned. He clasped his hands together and said in a good voice: "King Shifa, let's go over and talk!" He signaled Shi Bao to leave.
Shi Bao’s face was gloomy and he didn’t want to offend Deng Yuanjue. He just stared at Chen Ang and the others and turned to leave. He laughed and boasted to Deng Yuanjue: "His Holiness Baoguang is in Chun'an, well done! Haha! It's really satisfying to kill this thief."
"The dog officer who killed his mother is a good brother of our Ming Cult!" He looked up to the sky and laughed, extremely proud. Deng Yuanjue secretly thought that something was not right, and his expression turned grim. Sure enough, a clear voice came from behind them.
"Who gave you such courage?" Chen Ang put his hands behind his hands and walked out of them leisurely. There was only a moment difference between them. He smiled and said: "I am the governor of the Song Dynasty, the commander of the imperial army in front of the palace. I would like to ask. Let me ask you, you are living well, why are you seeking death?"
Shi Bao snorted coldly, raised the long knife at an angle, and stared at Chen Ang with a pair of sinister eyes in confusion. The way Chen Ang appeared was too strange. The voice was clearly behind his ears just now, but now, the person appeared in front of him. Chen Ang was there with his hands behind his back, his aura was completely unified, and under the lock of Shi Bao's sword, he couldn't sense any flaw in him.
Chen Ang stood there, as natural as the breeze and the bright moon. Locked with murderous intent, it was like a void. It was clearly there, but no one could detect any abnormal aura. A chill could not help but rise on Deng Yuanjue's back.
He thought that he had overestimated this young man. Unexpectedly, instead of overestimating, he actually underestimated his terribleness. Now that the arrow was on the string, he had no choice but to say: "The road is facing the sky, let's go to each side, we Mingjiao If the water from the well of the government does not interfere with the water of the river, please make way for me."
Chen Ang glanced at him lightly and said indifferently:
"What ability does the Mingjiao have to keep up with the imperial court? In other words, why should you let me worry about this? When did the Great Song Dynasty and its people become the masters of the Mingjiao?"
He glanced at the Ming Zun mark on Deng Yuanjue and Shi Bao, and said coldly: "In the Song Dynasty, the law was the only rule, and the court was the only law. The law is actually a treasonous and unruly person. Today, the imperial guards in front of the palace are enforcing the laws of the country to ban evil cults and identify lawless|"
"With the mighty power of heaven, the turbidity is cleared away and the pure is purified."
Chen Ang smiled incomprehensibly, looked at the two people who were on guard, and said calmly: "Killing officials to rebel and separatist kingship is nothing more than feeling that the imperial court is cowardly, and the government is submissive and wants to calm things down. Now we are here!"
"You Mingjiao, are you ready?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Today, the imperial guards in front of the palace are enforcing the laws of the country to ban evil cults and identify illegal|"
"With the mighty power of heaven, the turbidity is cleared away and the pure is purified."
Chen Ang smiled incomprehensibly, looked at the two people who were on guard, and said calmly: "Killing officials to rebel and separatist kingship is nothing more than feeling that the imperial court is cowardly, and the government is submissive and wants to calm things down. Now we are here!"
"You Mingjiao, are you ready?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com