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Leng Qing vaguely felt a wave of heat invading her body, as if she was soaking in a hot spring. Her limbs and bones felt warm and comfortable, and she fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, he heard the faint sound of someone breaking through the window and entering the temple. Leng Qing shouted in a muffled voice, "Brother Di." It was called out a few times, not bothering with Di Qing's reply.

Suddenly, he felt as if there was something crawling all over his face. Opening his eyes, he saw a huge monster with a pair of long, dry, hairy hands groping at his chest.

Leng Qing cried out loudly as she rolled to the side and said, "You …" "You are …"

Hearing the sudden clanging sound and hearing the shouting from Di Qing, Leng Qing rushed into the front hall and shouted, "There's a ghost! "Oh my god, there's something wrong with Brother Di!"

Suddenly, she slipped and fell, and in an instant, her whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice kiln. She was abnormally cold, and Leng Qing stuttered, "Di …" Brother, I … I'm so cold... "It's so cold."

Di Qing was shocked. She walked up and picked him up. She felt strange and cold as if she was holding a piece of ice in her arms. She wanted to put Leng Qing down, but suddenly, a flow of cold Yin energy came from her body from her fingers to her arms.

Di Qing paled. She didn't understand why the chill in Leng Qing's body was so deep and could even enter her own body. Even if she wanted to let go, she couldn't. Her arms were numb as if they were frozen.

A weirdo with a head as short and fat as a maw laughed as he walked out from the back of the hall, "Little kid, you've been hit by this old man's icy palm strength. Be obedient and don't move. This old monk will come to save you soon." The sound was sharp and ear-piercing, causing people to feel extremely uncomfortable.

Di Qing was both frightened and frightened. Coldness invaded her body, and her teeth chattered as she said, "You …" Who are you? I... We didn't offend... I've offended you, why should I … "Using this kind of evil scheme?"

That strange man grinned and asked curiously, "Your question is strange. I killed many people who didn't offend me." There are many people that offended this old man, and I was unable to kill them all. For example, that old monk offended this old man, but I can't kill him. " He lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then, he said, "Now, you have not offended me either, right? But I suddenly want to kill you! " He reached out and grabbed Di Qing by the door.

Moonlight spilled in through the long window, shining upon the strange man's skinny hands. The furry hair on his head was the claw of an ape. His hair was messy and it was difficult to see his face clearly.

Even if Di Qing was very brave, this fear couldn't stop him from losing his mind. Seeing the strange ape's claw reaching towards the door like a hook, Di Qing sighed secretly. He didn't expect that his unfulfilled ambition would lead him to lose his life in the Desolate Temple and die in the hands of this deformed monster.

All of a sudden, a gust of wind blew past his ears, and a person flew into the room. He chanted in a high voice: "Anita Buddha …" He raised his hand to meet the strange ape's claw. The fist and claw collided with each other with a "pa" sound.

Di Qing opened her eyes and saw the strange man staggering back a few steps. She shouted, "Aiya, old monk, you came fast …" Under the moonlight, he was like a straight line, disappearing in the blink of an eye. The sharp voice came from afar, "Old monk, I can't beat you up, you chased me from inside the city to outside, but you didn't do anything to me. I would like to see how many people you can save. "

The man was wearing a yellow robe and had long eyebrows. He was Ling Qiu Grandmaster whom he had met earlier in the day. He said in a clear voice, "Mister Qin, I won't chase you down, but Mister shouldn't hurt an innocent person in vain."

Before he finished speaking, the long window swung open, and that strange person suddenly appeared under the window. Lao Dou stuck his head in and said, "Are you serious? As long as you don't disturb me, this old monk will not cause you any trouble.

Ling Qiu said, "Guilty!" He said, "If you don't take advantage of my family, won't you believe in this old monk?"

The strange man bared his teeth, "Who dares not believe a word that you, old monk, have said? "Trust, trust!"

Ling Qiu continued, "Mr. Qin, this old monk has known you for several decades. I wonder if I can listen to a few kind words?"

The strange man said, "Please speak, please speak."

Ling Qiu said sternly, "The Kou family has loyal sons and filial piety. Lord Kou is revered by tens of thousands of people. Mr. Qin is an expert, why bother to make trouble with the loyal and filial children? Even if the old monk were to shove his hands into his sleeves, I fear that he would not be able to escape the wrath of the world's righteous people. "

The strange man said, "Lord Kou is loyal, loyal, and loyal. This old man only wanted to borrow something from his residence, so why would he make things difficult for his family? "This old man will make a promise to return it, hahaha …" He flicked his big head, and then laughed shrilly as he flew off into the distance.

Ling Qiu wrapped his arms around Leng Qing and placed him on top of the altar. He turned back to Di Qing and said, "This old monk will first dispel the cold for Benefactor. The cold Qi from Benefactor is not very strong, but you need to sit still in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn in order to avoid any future problems caused by the cold poison energy entering your abdomen. As he spoke, he lightly tapped a few of the acupoints on his chest.

Leng Qing had separated his arms from Di Qing's body, and the cold air around Di Qing's body had suddenly decreased. The Spirit Hill's several palms struck against each other, and a stream of warm air flowed into his chest. Hearing Ling Qiu's words, he did not dare to say anything and slowly sat down.

Ling Qiu walked in front of Leng Qing and untied his shirt to take a closer look. He saw that black Qi was faintly condensing on the five acupoints of Leng Qing's chest, Shan Zhong, Zhong Ting, Yu Tang, and Xun Ji.

Fu Lengqing slowly sat up and took off his shirt, afraid that he would hurt his lungs. She placed her palms against his lungs and slowly guided him in.

The lung, Yu Acupoint, was the acupoint on the back of the Zu Sun Meridian, it was used to treat the lung and internal organs. After an hour, Leng Qing spat out a mouthful of black blood, and her body gradually relaxed. However, his mouth was numb and he was unable to speak.

Ling Qiu kept his palms and sighed, "Although the cold poison from young benefactor has yet to be purged from his body, nothing serious has happened. Everything happened because of this old monk. Anita, sin, sin!"

Di Qing had long since stood beside Di Leng Qing. Her tentacles were still slightly cold, but were no longer cold. She asked puzzledly, "Master saved the lives of two juniors without showing any gratitude. How could it be because of Master?"

Ling Qiu continued: "In the end, Mr. Qin is vicious, but he always has a high opinion of himself, so he was not willing to hurt this child. He did this to force the old monk to save people, so he has no time to meddle in other people's business. Ever since the old monk had found traces of this person in the Jiang Ling manor a month ago, he had followed him all the way here. However, this person was abnormally crafty. He would use the Cold Ice Palms to injure a person in times of emergency.

"Dozens of years ago, this Frozen Ice Palms had already become famous in the martial arts world. If an ordinary person were to be hit by them, they would instantly freeze, and within six hours, they would bleed to death from the seven orifices of their orifices. However, he always acted in a hurry, and his goal was to force the old monk to save someone, so he had the time to do so. That was why he acted so lightly. In the middle of the month, he was wounded more than a dozen innocent people, but no one died because of it. "

Saying that, Ling Qiu sighed, "But he has done a lot to this child. If I don't have a month and a half, I am afraid that I will not be able to cure him well. It is obvious that he wants to waste this old monk's time so that he can have some free time to settle his own matters. From the moment the old monk saw him, he knew that this person had appeared. The entire martial arts world would be stirred up by his words and he said that he was going to borrow something from the Kou Residence.

Di Qing suddenly thought of something and said, "This junior also encountered something strange tonight …" He explained in detail what he saw in the forest and said, "Could it be that these people are here for this item?"

When Ling Qiu heard about the colorful young girl's "Black Dragon Whip", his face slightly changed. He nodded and said, "The Black Dragon Whip and the Nine Hell Ghost Hand are Old Qin's famous martial arts skills. I should have thought that with the appearance of the Big Brother Qin's Frost Palm, how can the Old Qin's Black Dragon Whip and the Nine Hell Ghost Hand not appear? So it turned out that the 'Netherworld Udumbara Flower' had appeared. This was truly extraordinary. "Could it be that after a few decades of peace, the martial arts world is going to fall into chaos again?"

After lowering his head and pondering for a while, he looked at the two men and said, "This matter is not simple. The old monk cannot stay any longer. Right now, we only have to teach this young benefactor a way to breathe and let him heal himself. "

After getting Leng Qing off the case, Di Qing said in a serious tone, "The 'Heart Cleansing Scripture' skill of this old monk is not an absolute art. The two benefactors have learnt it and can strengthen their bodies, I hope that you two will do more righteous deeds in the future, and will not betray the old monk's kindness today."

Leng Qing's tongue became numb. Knowing that Ling Qiu had saved him, he knelt beside Di Qing and kowtowed. Di Qing said, "I am indebted to great master for your kindness. Di Qing will repay the people with the country in my lifetime. If you go against this, heaven will be destroyed!"

After the past few days of suffering and hardships, Leng Qing's mind had gradually matured. The miserable death of her father flashed before her eyes as she gritted her teeth and said, "But Sect Leng Qing will not die today. He has learned all his skills and vowed not to let evil people run rampant."

Ling Qiu saw that he was still young, but there was a hint of anger in his words. He said, "Good, good. The two benefactors have always done a good deed. This old monk is very pleased." He made the two of them sit down cross-legged and teach them how to rid themselves of all distracting thoughts.

This old monk, Ling Qiu, was the world's greatest martial artist. Even his words were considered to be the most profound of martial arts, not to mention teaching it with all his heart. The two of them did as they were told and after a while, they both felt calm and magical.

Ling Qiu praised them, "My two benefactors, your spiritual altar is bright, and your meditative state is swift. You can see how pure your heart is, without any evil thoughts from the mortal world in your heart. Congratulations." He then taught the two how to breathe their luck, which took a lot of time.

The two of them were no longer clear about the meridians around their bodies. Ling Qiu gave them pointers from head to toe, detailing the severity of each acupoint, making sure that there were no more mistakes and allowing them to give it a try. The two of them slowly circulated their auras. Following the guidance of the Spirit Hill, their bodies felt as warm as the spring breeze. It was extremely comfortable.

Ling Qiu placed a hand on Leng Qing's back, and a gentle force flowed into his dantian. Leng Qing suddenly felt as if her body had suddenly turned into a feather, her mind was clear and bright. After repeating this a few times, the sky had begun to brighten.

Ling Qiu said, "Alright!"

The two of them jumped up, both of them were feeling refreshed, their chests were warm without any sign of fatigue.

Ling Qiu ordered the two of them to practice once each and check if there was anything wrong with them. He clasped his hands and said, "Young Benefactor, you will practice this technique once a day and once a day for ten days." To Di Qing he said, "Both times we met were coincidences. It can be said that this old monk and Almsgiver were fated, please do not disappoint me today! " He waved his sleeves and walked into the dim light.

As the two chased each other out of the door, Ling Qiu's yellow robe fluttered in the wind as he flew further and further away. Finally, he disappeared into the morning mist in the forest. The two of them knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of the Spirit Hill Estate. They stood up and looked at each other. Joy filled their hearts, as if they were in a dream.

Although the Spirit Hill was passed on to him by the "Heart Cleansing Scripture", Leng Qing had been channeled the pure and mellow inner strength of his sect into her body. It was truly a great fortune that she would not be able to use for the rest of her life.

Although Di Qing did not have this great opportunity to channel inner strength, she would have plenty of time to practice Qi in the future. Her body would be light and vigorous, and her kung fu would be greatly improved. She would also benefit greatly. Later on, he galloped through the battlefield, charging into the fray. He was valiant and invincible, and had achieved numerous meritorious deeds, all of which had benefited him today.

At that time, the two of them couldn't hold back their joy and practiced again before eating the rations left behind by Ling Qiu. Di Qing originally wanted to return to Fenzhou last night to eat rations and help Leng Qing put on her short gown. She said, "Little brother, all good things must come to an end. Big brother is going home, we will part ways here."

Leng Qing was surprised and said, "Brother Di, why don't you take me there? Now that Daddy is dead, I don't have a home anymore. If I stay here, I will be humiliated. "

Di Qing stood up and walked to the window. In the distance, the sky was dim, showing a touch of white.

Di Qing waved her hand to signal Leng Qing to come over. She pointed to the horizon and said, "Little brother, the sun is about to come out. Darkness will not last for long."

After pausing for a moment, he continued, "Brother Di is wounded, so it is a fortuitous trip. I cannot bring you along with me. You just said that in the future, you will have to learn a lot of good skills and not call yourself the world's evildoer. "A man must do what he says and be brave in the face of evil. Although the sword and the neck are joined together, he will not bend his waist or bend his waist. He will not disappoint the men of my generation."

Leng Qing said in a low voice, "Brother Di, I know."

Di Qing nodded in approval, and said with a smile, "Little brother, farewell soon. Big brother will tell you a story. This story was told to the disciples by a very knowledgeable person from our school. I just happened to hear it and felt that it was very good, so I recorded it down. It's about a hero from Luoyang. "

Leng Qing looked at him with a serious expression. She turned her head to the side to listen to him, then said, "You can forget about the dynasty leader. Anyway, a long time ago, there was an official in charge of public security called Dong Xuan in Luoyang. At that time, there was a princess who was the emperor's elder sister. She had a servant who killed someone and hid in the princess' house. Even the officials didn't dare to arrest her. "One day, the princess went out in a car, and it was this servant who accompanied her. Dong Xuan was waiting on the road, and he held a saber in his hand to stop the princess' carriage."

Leng Qing exclaimed, "Ah!" "Then what should we do?"

Di Qing said, "Yes, Princess is very angry, so she immediately went to the palace to complain to the Emperor. In order to avenge his sister, the emperor summoned Dong Xuan and ordered someone to whip him. Dong Xuan wasn't scared at all. Instead, he kneeled down and said, "The Emperor was virtuous and wise, but he allowed the princess's servants to commit heinous acts and not punish them for crimes. How can he rule the world in the future?" "This humble subject does not need His Majesty to grant me death, I beg of you to commit suicide."

"With that said, he smashed his head against the pillars of the palace, causing blood to flow all over his face. The emperor was shocked by Dong Xuan's loyalty. He wanted to let Dong Xuan live, so he ordered Dong Xuan to kowtow and apologize to the princess. Dong Xuan refused, but the emperor forced Dong Xuan to kowtow. Little brother, do you think this person is a good man? "

Leng Qing felt a surge of pride in her chest as she replied, "Brother Di, I understand. No matter how vicious the wicked are, I won't be afraid of them in the future. However … "What happened next?"

Di Qing said, "Later on, not only did the Emperor not kill him, he also rewarded him with a lot of wealth. "Little brother, from this, it can be seen that as long as a person has proper conduct and behavior, even emperors would have to show respect and fear for him."

He was talking about the story of the time when Luo Yang ordered Dong Xuan to kill the Blue Luan, who was under the tutelage of Princess Hu Yang, for the crime of murder in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

At that time, Di Qing came from a poor family and didn't study much. Until later joined the army to resist the invasion of the Western Xia Army, repeatedly made a strange achievement, the prestige of the day, the Shaanxi Scripture at that time Fan Zhongyan appreciation.

Fan Zhongyan was a famous scholar in the imperial court. He advised Di Qing to read more during her free time in order to understand the ancient and modern times and to bestow the title of "Zuojie Spring and Autumn".

Di Qing then became angry reading, finally familiarizing himself with the tactics of the military, concealing his plans, and thus became a great general of the Northern Song Dynasty, leaving his name in the annals of ancient times.

His story was incomplete, but when Leng Qing heard it, her blood was boiling. She leisurely bowed and said, "Big Brother Di, I have remembered it. In the future, I will be a good man who does not fear tyrants like Sir Dong. The matter of burying the father and saving his life has never been forgotten by Leng Qing. With that, he raised his head.

Di Qing laughed and said, "Good, good, little brother, take care. If fate wills it, we will meet again!" After snatching a few steps, he walked out of the room with Leng Qing by his side.

One of them ran in the direction of the city while the other ran in the opposite direction. They crossed each other for a short time, but both of them had tears in their eyes. They didn't look back.

It was not until fourteen years later that they met again.