The tall and thin Taoist said, "This time, at the invitation of the head of Linghu, my brothers and nine of my brothers went to Meizhuang. My junior brother Songkui and my disciples went along, and I met Senior Sister Wuwei by chance here. I think it was due to fate. My junior brother Songkui has been a swordsman since I was a child. I have been having a good relationship with Emei for generations in Wudang. I also asked my senior sister to take responsibility for it, so don't blame me."

It turned out that this group of people were the head of Emei, the head of Emei, the head of Wudang, Taoist Songfeng, and his junior brother Taoist Songkui. The child behind Taoist Songfeng was his disciple.

Master Wuwei replied: "It's okay, Junior Brother Songkui is quick to speak, but he is also a person with a temperament. He is tired late at night but still enters the sword path. He is worthy of the name of a sword fool. The nin confirmed with his junior brother one and two, which made Senior Brother Songfeng laugh."

The four of them continued to walk forward, looking for a wide area to discuss swords. Master Songfeng said to the little disciple behind him, "Xiao Yu, it's so late, you don't have to follow us, just go back to the hotel to rest when you are tired." Song Kui on the side also said, "That's right, child, you're sleeping in the hotel, there's no need to work with me with uncle."

Xiao Yu shook his head and said, "Mr. Song Kui said that the seventh style of the Jue Sword and the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Sect are not something you can see at any time. I am not sleepy at all. Don't worry."

Seeing him saying this, Songfeng stopped persuading him now. The four of them turned the hill and came to a flat ground. Songkui could not wait for his sword to be unsheathed and made a gesture of respect to the head of Emei. Wuwei's master did not bring a sword. He shook the whisk and said, "When using the sword, it is inevitable that he will hurt the harmony. Poinni uses this as a sword to learn the unique skills of Wudang."

Song Kui knew that Wuwei Master would not take the lead in attacking, so he did not dare to neglect it at the moment. He used Wudang's unique skills and "drilling" and "spiral" to operate the Tai Chi power at the extreme. He handed over fourteen swords to Wuwei Master, but Wuwei Master avoided it one by one with the magical body technique of Emei turning into butterfly dance, and even the monk's robe and robe were not touched.

"Be careful." Master Wuwei reminded him, and then he used the "meteor flying fall" and "playing flute on the river" moves, which disrupted the sword force created by Song Kui's previous four-step move, forcing Song Kui to retreat four or five steps in a row. Song Kui thought to himself: "I have known that Master Wuwei's attainment in Juejian has been superb. If I lose too badly this time, it will seem that my Wudang sword technique is a little inferior." He dared not rush to attack now, and used the "continuous" momentum in Wudang's sword intent to fight with Master Wuwei.

The two of them showed their unique skills. In the middle of the night, they could only see the sword light shining and the whisk shaking.

Song Kui was forced to retreat by Master Wuwei's move "Flying Swallows Passing Willows". He was about to go up again, but Xiao Yu, who was watching the battle, shouted: "Master Wuwei, Master Songkui, please stop first! Master, look at that, is it on fire?"

After hearing this, Song Kui bowed slightly to Master Wuwei, and stopped going forward and put his sword back into the sheath. The Taoist Songfeng, who was beside him, looked along the direction of the little disciple's finger and saw a fire in the distance, which was far apart and almost impossible to see. If it weren't for the dark starlight tonight and the child's eyes were clearer than the adults, it was also because of chance that these four people would compare swords here, otherwise no one would know, leaving only a ruin in the morning.

"Senior sister, junior brother," said Taoist Master Supplying the Wind, "The fire in the starry night is not aware of the damage left and right. Since we have been encountered by people among us, we should not stand by and watch." As he said that, he carried his apprentice on his back, used his light skills, and ran towards the fire. Master Wuwei and Taoist Master Song Kui also performed their light skills, following closely behind.

The three of them ran for about thirteen or four miles and found that it was a fire in a manor by the lake. The fire was extremely strong and they could not be extinguished. "Junior brother, you and I will look around, are there any

People, remember not to act recklessly." Taoist Songfeng put down his little apprentice and said to Songkui.

The two of them went in two directions, "Master, this fire is not an accidental fire, but a human cause." Master Wuwei said strangely when he heard Xiao Yu say this, "How did you know?" Xiaoyu replied, "Master, look, it's dull and windless tonight. If a fire breaks out, it can only spread slowly, but looking at the fire, it seems that the entire manor is burning together. How could there be accidental fires everywhere in the world?"

Master Wuwei saw that he was still young and had a good view of things, so he nodded secretly and asked, "I just saw that you were called Senior Brother Songfeng. Are you his disciple?" After hearing this, Xiaoyu stood still and bowed respectfully and said, "Ling Muyu, a disciple of Wudang Songfeng, has not told her to pay tribute to her before, so please forgive me."

"The spiritual energy of the disciples under the senior brother Songfeng is really enviable. Good boy, you are waiting here, be careful not to get close to the fire. If it is done by man, the evil person must be more than just burning the village. I will go to the village to see if there are any clues." Master Wuwei said, using his light skills and searching for the village.

Ling Muyu stood by the lake and waited. He knew that his masters and uncles were all first-class masters in the martial arts world, and they would not be injured by the mere fire. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the fire here revealed a strangeness: "Here is embraced by the mountains, and there are no houses around him, and the neighbors will not be hated. If it weren't for a coincidence tonight, it would be difficult to know that there is a village here, and the robber Green Forest would not know. I have never heard of it in the martial arts world. What kind of sect is there in Jiaxing? The possibility of grudges in Wulin is extremely small. Who would have set fire to the fire? Could it be that the people in this village had a dispute, which evolved into quarrels and killing. There would always be a winner, and that party would not have burned his own manor."

Ling Muyu picked up a small wooden stick from somewhere in his hand, and while thinking, he was drawing randomly on the ground. At this time, he suddenly heard someone running towards this path behind him.

He looked back and saw a little girl of similar age, running towards the villa with an anxious expression. When he saw him, he stopped and asked, "What are you doing here, you little thief? Tell me, you are burning this Zhuangzi, Zhuangzi?" His voice was anxious, with a hint of crying.

Ling Muyu knew that she was extremely anxious, and he didn't get angry when he heard her call him a little thief, and replied, "Miss, are you the master of this farm? We were passers-by. Seeing the fires soaring into the sky, thinking about whether we needed help, we came here. The fire had been burning for a while, but it was not what we released. We Wudang disciples never lie."

The little girl was Cheng Yuxi who was asleep in Yutao Shu Cave, Houshan. She woke up at night but was not sleepy and hungry, so she thought about going home early to find some food to relieve her mother. On the way home, she saw that the fire in the village was soaring into the sky and rushed towards her.

After hearing this, Cheng Yuxi hurriedly asked, "Did you see my mother, my aunt and my sister Shuang?" Ling Muyu replied clearly, "No, after my master and uncle came here, I saw a big fire, but I never saw a single person."

When Cheng Yuxi heard this, tears in his eyes burst out, and he couldn't stop flowing down, crying, "How could this happen? Mom, my mother must be still inside." He cried and was about to rush into the sea of ​​fire. Ling Muyu was beside him, hurried forward, grabbed him, and hurriedly said, "Miss, don't worry, my master and uncle have already entered. If your mother and sister and the others are inside, my master will definitely be able to rescue them."

Cheng Yuxi had lost her mind at this time. When she woke up, there was a fire in her home and all her relatives were unclear about their lives. Although Cheng Yuxi had learned martial arts for several years, she was a woman after all. She was pulled by Ling Muyu and could not break free for a while. In a hurry, she used the method of passing on her legs to turn the bead curtain and swept Ling Muyu to the ground.

Ling Muyu really fell, but when he saw Cheng Yuxi was about to rush into the fire, he knew that a little girl had entered, and she had to be seriously injured even if she didn't die. She didn't care about the pain in her body, rubbed her body and went up again. He said, "I offended you, I can't see you die in vain." He used a geese-winged move from the thirty-two Wudang Changquan taught by his master and hit Cheng Yuxi on his upper body, hoping to knock her to the ground and apologize later, which is better than watching her die.

When Cheng Yuxi saw him falling to the ground, he turned over and rushed towards him, dodged by, and threw himself into the forest with his backhand and hit Ling Muyu between his lower abdomen, and then knocked Ling Muyu to the ground, feeling extremely painful in his stomach. Although he was a disciple of the head of Wudang, Taoist Songfeng, the head of Wudang, the magic of Songfeng's sword and palm techniques was also a famous figure in the martial arts world, but Ling Muyu doesn't like to practice martial arts in peace, so his martial arts are mediocre, and even girls of his age cannot control them.

Seeing that Cheng Yuxi was only a dozen steps away from the fire in the village gate, Ling Muyu endured the pain and ran over, using a trick of a small grasper, Feng Xingcaoyan pushed away Cheng Yuxin's hands, and ignored it, he hugged her waist and fell to the ground. After all, Cheng Yuxi was young and weak, so he fell to the ground with him. When he was about to get up, Ling Muyu used the force to roll in the opposite direction of the manor, and rolled onto the ground with Cheng Yuxi.

Cheng Yuxi was covered in dust. When he saw this man holding him and rolling around on the ground, he didn't let go. He was embarrassed and angry, and he used all his strength to pat Ling Muyu's waist. Ling Muyu said firmly in his heart: "If you have the ability, you can kill me, otherwise I will never let go and let you bury you in the sea of ​​fire." He ignored the pain in his body and only hugged Cheng Yuxi with all his heart and did not let go.

Cheng Yuxi's family's technique of brushing acupoints was extremely exquisite, but she was still young after all and had not learned it for a long time. In addition, she was panicked and was taken to the ground again, wrapped around her waist with her arms. For a moment, it was difficult to find the correct acupoints, so she could only pat and tap Ling Muyu, but it was difficult to get out.

Songfeng and Songkui failed to investigate near the manor, but found nothing. When they returned to their original place, they saw two children about ten years old fighting on the ground. They were very surprised. The Master of the Fengfeng also knew that Ling Muyu had never liked martial arts since he was a child and had a good temper. He did not like fighting with others. Therefore, the first time he saw his disciple fighting with others on the ground, he had a smile in his heart.

Songfeng hurried forward and pulled the two away. Seeing that the opponent was a girl of a big size. Although the two were fighting on the ground, they saw that the girl had no scars. There were more than a few dozen finger marks on her apprentice's body. She couldn't help but shake her head and said to herself: "This time I go back to the mountain, I must urge this kid to practice martial arts seriously no matter what. Otherwise, if such martial arts will suffer losses in the future, I will walk around the world."

Although Ling Muyu was not hit by the key acupoint, in just a moment, he was hit dozens of times on his waist, legs and back. Although the woman was powerless, she was still beaten up and down, and was a little confused. After being pulled away by his master, he calmed down and saw that it was his master. He hurriedly said, "Master, hurry up, stop her, she is going to rush into the sea of ​​fire."

Cheng Yuxi was pulled away and finally escaped from Ling Muyu's arms. He was very happy and wanted to run to his house. However, after taking two steps, he was caught by Song Kui. Song Kui was no longer as good as Ling Muyu. She let her make trouble, but she was still as stable as Mount Tai and could not go further.
Chapter completed!