The monk read the lyrics and explained to Chen Feng: "There was a strange woman named Han Honger in the Southern Tang Dynasty. She was originally displaced from Jingkou due to family poverty and war, and became a beggar. Later, by chance, she learned martial arts, disguised herself and joined the army. In Panjiang, she led her troops to defeat the Northern Han army. Later, she was betrayed by her subordinates, and was ambushed by the Northern soldiers. Her abdomen was seriously injured. Her intestines were covered with sweat towels and continued to fight. Finally, she was bleeding heavily and her armored, and she was caught and killed. Her head was also cut off by the Northern people. The Northern people were moved by her loyalty and bravery, and her body was displayed to the public and sent back. The court paid great condolences after hearing the news. My red dust disaster was given to her." Speaking of this, the monk's face was also full of sorrow.

After learning about Han Honger's experience and reading this poem again, Chen Feng could easily appreciate the monk's admiration for Han Honger's integrity. However, in the midst of chaos, few people were optimistic, and this poem also permeated the monk's sad emotions.

Taoist priests' poem:

"Holding the bridle and burying the wheel is worthless, and the beard is like a halberd. From the perspective of the struggle, a wing of the eagle in the sky is full of wings. It is only the sky that runs through the sun and the moon, and the thoughts are revived with things. Until now, the miasma of the sky will be clear, and who can do it?

The sky road, the king of heaven. What is the ultimate thought of the past? If you hide your journey in detail, you should be ashamed. The red air is on the King of Mountains, and the plum blossoms are not soft. I hope that this journey will be cherished and the dragon jade will be wandering."

This poem expresses his vicissitudes of life, but Chen Feng subconsciously touched the white jade given by Hua Cuicui in his arms after reading the last three words. Wouldn't that be a piece of dragon jade?

Chen Feng thought for a while, pointed to the handwriting on the stone wall and said, "The master's handwriting is simple and natural, but he is a little disappointed. The Taoist priest's handwriting is iron hook and silver, but it is too sharp. As for the content of the lyrics, I cannot comment on it."

The Taoist priest and the monk said together, "Young friend, it's okay to say it." Chen Feng had a sudden inspiration, knowing that no matter what he said, his knowledge of the world was too shallow. He would rather have a vague idea. He recited a poem he heard from Fang Qing: "The morning dew is a flash of cereal, and the world is far away. Ten bends of the Yellow River, after all, it flows eastward. Ninety thousand miles of sky, the wind is shaking the shadows, who can share it with? The Great Dipper of the Great Dipper of the Yao Palace is cold and bitter, and it is not as good as the fairy couple, the world for a hundred years..."

After hearing this, the monk was stunned as if he was as stupid as a wooden chicken, and the Taoist priest stabbed the stone wall with a shot. The stone wall suddenly exploded. The words they wrote were already in vain: "The Great Dipper of the Thousand Years, the Cold and Deep in Yao Palace are not as good as the couple of gods and fairies, a hundred years of martial arts. Good! It seems that the knowledge of both of us is not as good as this young friend. However," the Taoist priest sighed, "How can the word "love" be summarized in life?"

The Taoist priest put away his spear, took out a cloth bag from his arms and said to Chen Feng: "My friend, it's rare to have your sentence. These pills I made may be your help. The world has been full of wind and rain since ancient times, and it is also swaying in this time when mountains and rivers are shaking. If a real man can make achievements, he will be enough to take good care of the people around him. If he can't, it's enough to take care of the people around him for free in this life! I'm going to go north of Panjiang to meet the northern generals and soldiers, monks, and your grudges will be eliminated. We will meet again if we are destined to meet again." After that, the Taoist priest had already withdrawn and disappeared in a short while.

The monk looked at the Taoist priest's disappearing back and said, "It seems that my worldly disaster should be clear to the world." After that, he did not go back to Taohua Mountain, but followed the Taoist priest.

Chen Feng could not have imagined that this raucous murder would end like this, and their decades of grudges disappeared. There are so many unexpected things in life!

At present, Chen Feng stood at the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain, thinking about the opposition between the Southern Tang and Northern Han countries, the bloody storms in the Jianghu and the Secret Realm, and thinking about how many unjust ghosts and ghosts will be born every year under the driving force of fame and fortune... As for Chen Feng's future path, how many storms will there be?

Loneliness is the loneliness of others. Chen Feng reminds himself not to be over-infected. If he keeps hurting the spring and the autumn, Chen Feng is afraid that he will not be able to persist in this secret world of "people cannibalize people".

The Taoist priest and monk had both left. Chen Feng looked at the towering cliffs on both sides of the valley and one or two herbicide collectors among the white clouds. He felt that flying away was quite eye-catching, so he slowly walked towards Taohua Mountain.

At the entrance of the valley, Chen Feng suddenly found a person leaping out in front of him, dressed in red like blood. The woman didn't see Chen Feng at all. She turned around and ran away, and soon there was no trace.

Chen Feng wondered, it would be fine if this world's light skills master had this speed, but why did a woman who ran out of the deserted valley have such handsome skills? But no matter how you look at it, the woman's back gave Chen Feng a familiar feeling.

With curiosity, Chen Feng looked in the direction where the woman rushed out and found a man lying on the ground in the distance, his eyes were red and he was breathing sharply, as if he had received some medicine. Could it be that the woman in red who escaped just now was actually a flower picking thief?

After finding some mountain spring water to pour it on the man, he finally woke up: "Thank you, thank you, please, please."

"How could you lie here?"

The man lowered his head and did not speak.

"What did that woman do to you?"

The man's face turned red, but he shook his head.

Since he didn't say anything, Chen Feng naturally wouldn't pay attention to him anymore and turned around and was about to leave.

"I... I saw that she was beautiful and had evil thoughts for a moment and wanted to tease her. Who would have thought that she just smiled at me and I fell to the ground. She also fed me a medicine to make me feel in pain." The man's face flushed and finally admitted.

Chen Feng almost laughed out loud, there was such a strange thing.

"Do you know the origin of that woman?"

The man shook his head: "I don't know, I just know that her name is Azhu."

Azhu? Chen Feng was a little puzzled. His back was indeed similar to Azhu whom she knew. However, when did Azhu, a secret master, become a figure in the martial arts world? Looking at her face, she was a little similar, and it seemed that she had disguised herself. However, judging from Azhu's personality, if she offended her, there would be no good end. I don't know if the Earth Spirit Spider found her.

"You are honest."

"My benefactor, although I was frivolous in the past, I never ruined the innocence of a good woman. This... Mr. Xiao can testify to this."

"Young Master Xiao? Which Young Master Xiao?"

"Young Master Xiao from Xiaojiabao."

"But it's called Xiao Jinlong?"

"Yes, it's him! Do you know him by benefactor?"

Chen Feng did not comment, but asked: "Where is Xiao Jinlong now?"

"A few days ago, I saw him in Taohua Mountain. Now, I don't know where he is."

"Then you can do it yourself." Chen Feng said, and turned around and left.

"Please give me a chance to thank me, even if it's a glass of water and wine!"

How could Chen Feng have come and gone with such a little conscience-like disciple? He turned around and headed towards Taohua Mountain. If Xiao Jinlong and Azhu were both there, they could reminisce about the past. However, how could the two of them appear here together? Could it be a coincidence?
Chapter completed!