At dusk, weary birds return to the forest, looking at the beautiful waves of the lake from afar, and the brilliance is dazzling.

After leaving Lei Haoyun, Hu Xiaotian did not rush to move, but rode back to the lakeside to try to feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth hidden in the lake. He chose a secluded and hidden lake shore, immersed his palms in the lake water, and silently used the techniques and formulas, but lacked the spiritual insights from the dying state last night. When he came into contact with the lake water, he was always separated by an impenetrable barrier. He could not reach a harmonious state and could not lead the air into his body. Looking at the clear lake water that passed by his fingertips, breathing the fresh breath floating on the lake surface, he couldn't help but sigh that some things were hard to come by. It was already an unexpected surprise to unlock the first level of ban. What else was there to be dissatisfied? Too greedy and eager to advance, it was not a good thing for martial arts practice. He let out a long roar, stopped his hand and jumped up, and rode his horse towards the east.

After running for more than ten miles, the dusk was gathered and the stars flashed.

But I saw the lights in front of me, and the roof tiles overlapped, and a small town appeared next to the official road. Hu Xiaotian pressed the reins slowly and saw an inn at the entrance of the town. Two strings of lanterns were picked up outside the store, and a large red character was pasted outside. Together, they were the eight words "The wealth is coming in and the guests are full of guests". The inn was brightly lit, and the people were crowded, and they were full of wine, and they were laughing and scolding, which was very lively.

Hu Xiaotian got off the horse in front of the door, and his own partner helped him to serve the pedestal. When he entered the inn, he booked the room first, then ordered the wine and food, and sat alone at the table and chewed happily.

Suddenly, the hooves were heard, and the wheels rolled, and a large group of people rushed outside the inn to stop. After a while, five or six young men with long swords rushed into the door and shouted loudly. The shopkeeper asked the shopkeeper to clean up the table and prepare the food and drinks as soon as possible. In the busy time, more than ten people walked into the hall, including men and women, old and young. Among them, a gray-clad girl was particularly eye-catching. Her eyes were as autumn water, her eyebrows were as light as the moon, her nose was as straight as the bridge, and her cherry lips were as straight as snow. Her skin was as white and smooth as snow, and she had no flaws. She was petite. She wore a monk's hat, held a string of black Buddhist beads in her hand, lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, and followed an old nun silently. She was about the age of twenty. Her temperament was extremely pure, and her beauty was no less than Li Xuan'er in terms of appearance, just like a bright moon in the night sky, which could only be seen from afar and not played with.

The noisy hall was like ice water, and it fell silent in a blink of an eye. The merchants from all over the country stared at the gray-clothed girl, everyone was obsessed with it. There were a few crisp sounds of dangling, and several wine glasses fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Hu Xiaotian had too much love debt. When he saw the beauty, he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, and his eyes turned on the face of the girl in gray and moved to another place.

Among these guests, four or five people were filled with divine light. The temples were raised high and the wind was walking, and the lower plate was calm. The leader was tall and red, about 40 years old. He was so arrogant that he stomped his feet in dissatisfaction and shouted: "What are you looking at the monks with two faces? What's the matter!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, like a gong ringing, which made everyone's eardrums hurt.

The merchants suddenly woke up, and their faces were red at the young age. When they were old, no one dared to stand up and find it uncomfortable. Hu Xiaotian felt a little moved. These people were talking about Shandong accents, and most of them were carrying broad-blade long swords. Could it be the Taishan Sword Sect among the seven major sword sects? What is the relationship between them and these two nuns?

Nearly twenty people squeezed into the inn, how could there be so many empty seats? The shopkeeper begged grandpa and finally made three tables free. A young swordsman with an arrogant face was impatient. He strode to Hu Xiaotian's table, slammed the table, and said in a deep voice: "Friend, it's too wasteful to own a table, so why not give it to us? You can pack the wine and food on the table and enjoy it slowly." Hu Xiaotian frowned and said lightly: "Tell me everything first and then come. You are not an official, so what's the right to drive me away? Are the disciples of the Taishan Sword Sect so domineering?" The young swordsman raised his eyebrows and said unhappily: "My friend is rude and has no reason."

I was accusing me of Taishan Sword Sect, was it because of the intention of provoking me?" Hu Xiaotian shook his head and said, "Is it my rude first, why did it become mine? Is Master Ji here? Why would you ask him to come and comment." The young swordsman was furious and sneered, "Is it a judging?" His right hand suddenly stretched out, and his four fingers were bent like a hook, buckled towards Hu Xiaotian's Jianjing point. Hu Xiaotian raised his chopsticks and aimed the tip at the Laogong point in his palm, just waiting for him to come up. The young swordsman's palm sinking slightly and stood up and slashed slantedly, which was a "tiger jumping gorge" in Taishan's sword technique. Unexpectedly, the other party's bamboo chopsticks had a subtle change at the same time, and turned to the Taiyuan point on his wrist, forcing him to stop and retreat.

Hu Xiaotian smiled slightly, stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised beef and put it in his mouth, praising: "No, it has a mellow fragrance, delicate knife skills, and very chewy."

Seeing that the other party was forced to retreat, the young swordsman felt a sudden blow and did not dare to make a rash easily. He was a little embarrassed for a moment. Hu Xiaotian pointed to the empty seat beside him and said, "If brother doesn't dislike him, just ask his companions to sit down. If you are away, it is convenient for others to be convenient for yourself." The young swordsman breathed a sigh of relief and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, my friend, then we will be upset."

The group finally sat separately, and the girl in gray and the old nun sat alone at the table, eating steamed buns and pickles, and a bowl of vegetable soup, which was extremely simple. The disciples of the Taishan Sword Sect who were traveling with him were probably used to it, and they ate it hard, and no one went to show their extra care.

Several young men sitting at the same table with Hu Xiaotian were a little worried, and they whispered while eating. The so-called speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. It turned out that the female nun in gray was actually the "Shi Shen Niu" who was one of the seven beauties in the martial arts world. After finishing her trip to Shandong, she returned to Jiuhua Mountain. After hearing about the outbreak of the epidemic in Bozhou, she temporarily decided to go to the epidemic area to treat the people. The disciples of the Taishan Sword Sect were going to rush to Jinling and were ordered by the head to escort the two of them. The righteousness was in the end. Several young disciples thought of crossing the epidemic area, or the possibility of an epidemic when they were infected, and everyone was as strong as lead. After all, when the disease was rampant, no matter whether they had martial arts or not, anyone could die of illness.

Hu Xiaotian sighed secretly that he is worthy of being a god of helping the world. He has a broad mind to save the people of the world. He knows that there is a tiger in the mountain and is heading towards Tiger Mountain. Since their masters and disciples dare to go straight to the epidemic area, they must have deep confidence in their medical skills. These young disciples were worried about the sky. Before they could finish their thoughts, they suddenly heard the sound of hooves in the distance, and several riders shrouded in the night, like a strong wind. The riders rushed outside the inn. Herodor neighed a fierce horse, and stood firm. Then the wind sounded loudly, and three figures flew into the door.

The first person to run into the inn was a girl in red. She was tall, with long legs and a whip on her waist, which outlined a perfect curve. At first glance, she looked like a splash of soul-stirring fire. The blazing heat waves came to her face, making the people dry. Her face was like a silver plate, her phoenix eyes were charming. Her lips were plump and rosy, and she was a top beauty in none of them, not even worse than the Jingxin Niang. The girl in red had three points of evil spirit hidden between her eyebrows and eyes, and her expression was slightly anxious. Her hair and clothes were covered with dust. She had no time to take care of her. Following were two cold and tough young men in black. The one on the left was a little older and tall

About seven feet, with wide shoulders and thick back. His hands were as big as palms, and his palms were covered with thick calluses. His palms were calm and murderous intent, and his eyes were extremely alert. The one on the right was about twenty-three or four years old. He was strong and heroic, with a Qimen weapon that looked like a knife and a sword stuck behind his shoulders. He looked like an energetic and restless character. There was a colorful scorpion on the side of his neck, which added three points of evil to his handsome appearance, forming a very special charm and uniqueness. The three of them swept around their eyes, jumped over the disciples of the Taishan Sword Sect who were eyeing them, and fell on the two female nuns with their eyes shiny, as if they had a treasure.

The girl in red cheered and rushed directly to the two nuns, saying tremblingly: "Dare you ask if the two Dharma names are wonderful Dharmas, so calm down?"

The old nun nodded: "Old body is a wonderful method, she is my disciple's quiet heart. I wonder what the female donor has to teach you?"

The girl in red bent her knees and knelt down with tears in her eyes: "The two masters are skilled in the imperial physicians, and countless living people are living people. They are living Bodhisattvas praised by everyone. I beg you to be kind and save my father's life! My father was occasionally infected with a bad disease, vomited and had diarrhea, and was bedridden. He invited several famous doctors to come to treat him and was helpless. The little girl accidentally heard that the two masters were heading south, so she came to ask for help. As long as the friends promised to save my father's life, I would definitely give it all!"

Master Miao looked at each other, reached out to help the girl in red, and said softly: "Female donor, it is our duty to treat diseases and save people. However, due to the flood in Bozhou, dozens of towns and towns, a serious plague broke out. The old master and apprentice must immediately rush to the epidemic area and try their best to fight the epidemic. The situation is urgent, please forgive us for being unable to change our itinerary."

The girl in red begged, "Master, my father is in danger. If the sects refuse to rescue him, he will definitely die!"

Miaofa frowned slightly: "The female donor must be the old man who is not willing to save him. Please think from the perspective of the old man, which is more important, life and death of a person or life and death of millions of people?"

The girl in red said without thinking: "How can the lives of a foolish man and a foolish woman be compared with my father?"

As soon as these words came out, Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but shake his head.

The wonderful Dharma face darkened and he proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! You should have great compassion for all sentient beings, think of the kind fathers, think of the Bodhisattvas, think of the great Bodhisattvas, and always worship deeply in a deep heart and respectful manner to all sentient beings. In order to follow the Dharma, there are no more or less, and even those who love the Dharma deeply will not say much. The female donor, the body, mind and mind have been resolved and cannot be changed."

The girl in red was so angry that she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her backhand and said angrily: "Master, I'm kind to say good words to give you face, don't force me to turn against you!"

"Yanzi, don't be rude!" The older man in black behind her took a step forward and bowed: "The Buddha said that sentient beings are equal in nature, and that they are equal in the Dharma nature of sentient beings, and that they are equal in compassion, joy and giving to sentient beings, and that they are equal in the face of cause and effect, rather than saying that sentient beings have equal encounters and good fortunes and good fortunes. Some people do more good, some do less good, some do less evil, and some do less evil, and their fates are different. If they are reincarnated as humans, their encounters are naturally different. Regardless of the distance, Buddhist disciples are divided into four levels, such as Upassad and Upasy, when they see a monk, they must bow, but bhikkhu and nuns do not have to bow to Upassy and Upasy, how can they say equality? We sincerely ask for help, and we are anxious, and we hope that the master will reconsider."

Miaofa angrily said: "Absurd! This is a distortion of the essence of Buddhism and taking it out of context. How could the old man bewitched by the sweet words?"

The older man in black was not angry: "Master, my master is now resting in Shangqiu City, not far from here. If he could rush there overnight, he would be able to return in the afternoon tomorrow, and it would not take too much time."

Miaofa shook her head. Obviously she still refused to agree. Jingxin, who had been silent, suddenly said: "Master, saving a life is worse than building a seven-level pagoda. It is better to let your disciple go. The disciple is young and healthy, and you should be fine if you go back and forth for more than a hundred miles." Her tone was soft and clear, which made people hear it as if they were drinking an ice spring, and their fire was completely gone. Her medical skills were better than blue, and her reputation was three points higher than Miaofa. The technique of gold needle acupoints was unparalleled in the world, so she was known as "Shen Ni".

Miaofa frowned and said, "Jingxin, go alone, how can you feel at ease with your teacher?" Although her disciple is a Buddhist disciple, she is too beautiful, simple and kind, and does not know how to beware of others. If she accidentally enters a thief's nest, wouldn't it harm her for life?

Jingxin said inexplicably: "It's just a treatment, why don't you feel at ease with Master?"

The girl in red snorted coldly, "Master Miao, it's fine if you don't want to save people. Do you still want to stop others from doing good deeds and accumulating virtues? I know what I am worried about, as long as Jingxin Shenni goes to save my father. I will stay here as a hostage until she returns safely. If Jingxin Shenni suffers any damage, I will accept the punishment, even if I lose my life."

The two men in black changed their faces and said in unison: "Yanzi, no!"

The girl in red said, "In order to save her father's life, what's wrong? Can't the second brother and the fourth brothers guarantee the safety of Jingxin Shenni?"

The older man in black frowned and said, "Of course there is no problem. We are just alone here. If something goes wrong, how can we explain to our master?" Another man in black said ruthlessly: "Yanzi, second brother, don't talk nonsense to them. Just tie the little nun and leave!"

"Bold!" The masters of the Taishan Sect who had been neglected for a long time finally found an opportunity to speak. The middle-aged man in charge slapped the table and said in a deep voice: "What is Jingxin Shen Ni? How can you let you rudely collide? If she doesn't want to come forward, I will have to wait outside the door when the Heavenly King comes, let alone the gangsters! Those who know the situation, get out of the inn immediately and don't worry too much!"

The old man in black reached out and pressed his companion's shoulders, preventing him from acting rashly, and looked at the other party in a blink of an eye: "Who is the sacred person who is you, and you dare to speak wildly?"

The middle-aged man said proudly: "I am Kong Qingxia of the Taishan Sword Sect! Sitting beside me are my junior brothers Guan Ning, Zhang Dakai, Liu Haitao, and Chen Jun. How about it, what do you have to say?"

The old man in black said quietly, "It turns out that they are all the heroes of the Taishan Sect, who are well-known and admired for a long time! Luo Biao, this is my brother Yao Tie. Everyone should not violate the waters of the rivers, so why should they turn against each other? Luo is willing to borrow a glass of water and toast Hero Kong!" After saying that, he waved his hand from the air, and two wine glasses flew up from the table ten feet away, as if there were invisible ropes to pull it into front of him.

"Survey shot!"

Whether you know what you know or don’t know how to do it, you will gasp. The difficulty of this move is that you should lift it lightly and show your pure internal force by controlling the speed of the cup. If the wine glass flies suddenly, it will be no more difficult.

Luo Biao took a cup first, and bounced his right hand with a bent finger, and another glass of wine swirled and flew towards Kong Qingxia. The momentum was very fast, but the wine in the cup did not spill out a drop. Kong Qingxia sneered, his right hand bluntly, first emitted a hidden force to slow down the speed of the cup, and then his thumb and middle finger were lightning to accurately clamp the edge of the wine glass. Unexpectedly, with a light pop, the porcelain cup broke, and the wine splashed out everywhere, wetting his chest.

Luo Biao drank the wine in his hand and smiled and said, "Sir Kong, I've given up!"

Kong Qingxia's face was red and purple, and fire could almost ejaculate in his eyes. The wine glass was obviously cracked by Luo Biao's finger, and anyone could break it when he touched it, but he did not observe carefully, so he lost a move invisibly, which was really a shame of the name of the Taishan Sword Sect. He was so angry that he laughed: "Okay, what a blink of an eye! It's a bad thing to come and not be rude, I'll give you a jar!" He reached out and grabbed a jar of wine on the table, and threw it out suddenly.

This jar of wine was filled with his thick internal force, like a meteor hammer that had taken off the chain, with extremely fierce momentum and howling soundly. Luo Biao's face changed slightly, and he knew that he would never be able to use small skills to catch up with this jar. If he used his strength to force it, just like the previous wine glass was broken, the jar would definitely explode, and the dripping wine would pour over his head and face. He pushed and shook his palms, and the feminine palm power surged out, leading the jar as fast as a meteor diagonally.

The wine jar changed direction and flew in a slanted direction. It happened to be facing Hu Xiaotian. The girl Jingxin screamed: "Be careful!" Hu Xiaotian was actually ready to dodge. Suddenly, he heard Jingxin's concern scream, and the arrogance in his heart was stimulated. He sat upright and sat upright, and a pair of bamboo chopsticks in his hand seemed to be randomly swung into the air. The sword energy was intertwined, and it simulated the unstable and ever-changing artistic conception of water flowing out of the water. This set of sword techniques was realized by him when he watched the water in the river. At first glance, it looked messy. In fact, each trajectory implies the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, which conforms to the feminine and dense characteristics of water. The wine jar seemed to fall into an invisible spider web, and the fierce force was removed by the endless sword energy. The flying became slower and slower, and finally fell in front of Hu Xiaotian, intact.

Everyone was stunned, and the hall was silent for a moment, and the needles could be heard.
Chapter completed!