That day, Xiaomeng and Yang Qingyuan went down the mountain and went to the Han River to practice Wanchuan Qiushui.
Zhuang Xiaomeng stood on the bank of the Han River, and the green energy once again surrounded Xiaomeng.
The water of the Han River is still flowing normally under the disturbance of the blue aura, and it seems not to be affected at all. But if you look carefully at the bank of the Han River, you will find that the waves that originally hit the rocks on the shore are gone. If it were not for the wet marks on the rocks,
, I would only think that the river has always been like this and has never hit the rocks.
Autumn water in thousands of rivers, Tao follows nature.
The Tianren Sect enters the Tao by nature, and conforming to the way of heaven is the core of the Taoist law and martial arts of the Tianren Sect. Blindly pursuing advancement will only lead to a lower state of mind.
Xiao Meng also had a smile on her lips, but then it disappeared and turned into a arrogant one.
Of course, if he were not arrogant, Xiaomeng would not be Master Xiaomeng.
Wanchuan Qiushui has reached a new level.
"Don't run! Stop!"
"stop!"
Just as Xiaomeng was practicing, a group of shouting people came from the distant river bank.
A middle-aged man was running for his life with a little girl in his arms, followed by a group of chasing people.
Although he knew that the attack was not directed at the two of him, Yang Qingyuan was still very vigilant.
At this time, Xiaomeng's internal energy is trying to follow the flow of the river and understand the natural way. Tianzong's skills are mysterious, and the internal energy training is also rigorous. Xiaomeng in this state of cultivation is fragile. If someone disturbs her at close range,
, it is very likely that the internal force will backfire.
The middle-aged man who was being chased seemed to have seen Yang Qingyuan and he immediately accelerated towards Yang Qingyuan.
He ran and called for help.
In fact, Yang Qingyuan has always had a problem.
Why did these people keep shouting "Don't run" and "Stop" when they were chasing me?
Could it be that if they shouted, the person being chased would stop? We are all adults, and we are not stupid! This kind of useless effort is very strange.
And judging from their appearance, their martial arts skills are not very high. Running and shouting at the same time, is it really not a problem?
Although it has been a year since he came to this world, his thinking habits are still difficult to change. Yang Qingyuan had this strange thought at the first moment in his mind.
In order to prevent them from getting close to Xiaomeng and disturbing her practice, Yang Qingyuan had to take action in advance.
The figure is like an illusion, flying across the sky.
After several ups and downs, Yang Qingyuan had already appeared on the scene of a large-scale pursuit.
"How many of them? I don't know what the grudge is! They were chased and killed in broad daylight with a knife?!" Yang Qingyuan was unwilling to interfere too much in this matter. He originally just wanted to drive these two groups of people away.
When the pursuer saw Yang Qingyuan's elegant Qinggong, he knew that the person in front of him was not easy to mess with.
"Brother, this is a tough fight! Let's..." One of them had already decided to give up.
The leader holding the sword waved his hand slightly, then took a step forward and said, "This young hero invites you!"
"We are from the Sihai Clan. Gong Boyu, the Beihai Hall of the Sihai Clan, is hunting down our enemies. I would like to ask this young hero not to interfere. I, the Sihai Clan, will be extremely grateful and will come to pay my respects in the future!"
This Gong Boyu is worthy of being the leader of the hall. His words are both soft and hard, coaxing and intimidating.
To translate, my Sihaimen is very powerful, so please don’t meddle in other people’s business, otherwise we won’t let it go.
"Sihaimen?!"
Yang Qingyuan frowned slightly, feeling as if he had never heard of it! He had been practicing on Wudang Mountain, and all his knowledge of Jianghu anecdotes came from the stories told by Zhang Sanfeng.
Among Zhang Sanfeng's stories, the most minor ones are the Cao Gang, the Yan Gang, and the Xiang Sihai Clan, which will definitely not be mentioned. Naturally, Yang Qingyuan will not know either.
Sihaimen and Wuhu Gang are collectively called Wuhu Sihai.
It was originally the largest gang on the Yangtze River. Later, due to the dispute between gang leaders, the Yangtze Gang split into two factions, which are now Wuhu and Sihai.
"I have long admired the great name of Shihaimen!"
Although he had never heard of it, Yang Qingyuan still pretended to be polite.
"Although I don't know what the grudge is between you, the child is innocent after all. It's better than this. Let's stop for now. Let's go to the Nanyang County government office and let the government resolve this case!"
Yang Qingyuan put forward a ridiculous suggestion: if you have any difficulties, go to the government.
"Brother, is this person a fool?"
The rivers and lakes and the imperial court are clearly distinct. Generally, the imperial court is not willing to interfere in matters in the rivers and lakes. Now that Yang Qingyuan suddenly made such a suggestion, everyone in Sihaimen did not expect it.
Gong Boyu glared at the subordinate who spoke.
If you conspire loudly, won't you get yourself into trouble? Even if you want to scold them, can't you wait until they leave before scolding them?
"This young hero is joking. Why does the imperial court need to intervene in our Jianghu affairs? Please help us, young hero."
"This might be inconvenient!"
Yang Qingyuan looked at the girl in the middle-aged man's arms and couldn't help feeling pity.
Although a year has passed, Yang Qingyuan still cannot accept this drama of vendetta.
"Even if there is hatred between adults, why should children be blamed?"
Gong Boyu shook his head and slowly took out the long sword from the sheath, "It seems that we can't reach an agreement! It's better to go directly to see the real chapter!"
"That's offending!" Yang Qingyuan pointed like a sword.
At Gong Boyu's signal, a group of Sihaimen disciples rushed towards Yang Qingyuan in groups, raising their swords in their hands and shouting loudly, which was quite a bit imposing.
But the thing that masters of Qinggong and Shenfa are least afraid of in open terrain is siege.
The phoenix dances in the sky and the Wudang ladder rises in the clouds, which is unpredictable.
Yang Qingyuan, who was wearing a blue shirt, turned into a blue shadow, disappearing among the disciples of the Sihai Sect.
His fingers are as fast as a sword and as fast as lightning.
Elegant and unrestrained, this has always been what Yang Qingyuan pursues, so he has not learned martial arts such as Juehu Tiger Claw Hand and Big Monument Smashing Hand. If practicing martial arts is not for the purpose of being handsome and unrestrained, it will be meaningless.
For example, the magical power of Vajra is indestructible, and it is powerful if it is strong, but it has nothing to do with elegance and unrestrainedness, and Yang Qingyuan is not interested in giving it to Yang Qingyuan for free.
Although he intended to save the little girl and his daughter, Yang Qingyuan had no intention of hurting anyone. He pointed the sword in his hand and only attacked the Shenmen point on his opponent's wrist.
The Thirteen Swords of Shenmen.
Specializing in attacking the Shenmen point on the enemy's wrist, nearly 90% of martial arts practitioners in the world need to use their hands to perform their martial arts. Injuring their Shenmen makes it difficult to hold a sword and use a fist.
It is no less effective than disabling his martial arts in a short period of time, especially for those warriors who have not yet achieved internal strength.
This is one of Yang Qingyuan's favorite martial arts. It ends the battle without killing the opponent. Compared with killing skills, this kind of martial arts is more in line with Yang Qingyuan's philosophy.
The sword energy on the sword finger hit the wrists of the disciples from all over the world. Along with Yang Qingyuan's body shape change, there was the sound of a bunch of clanking weapons falling to the ground.
By the time they had a cup of tea, the weapons of more than forty of Gong Boyu's men had been shot down.
All the disciples from the Four Seas covered their right wrists.
When Gong Boyu saw this scene, his face was as gloomy as water, "Your Excellency, great work! Sihaimen Gong Boyu dared to ask Your Excellency for advice!"