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175 Visiting Ice and Fire

From then on, Cheng Kun disappeared and secretly practiced Shaolin martial arts, while Xie Xun practiced the Seven Injury Fist to find his enemies. Under Cheng Kun's planning, the Ming Cult was finally introduced into the Central Plains martial arts world, and began a period of disputes.

Xie Xun’s news about Kuwukun knew that revenge would become increasingly slim if this continued, and then he happened to learn the location of the Dragon Slaying Sword...

"No one dares not obey the world!" This sentence is too harmful. If you get the dragon slaying, you will be ordered to the world. No matter how much they call the Central Plains of the Western Regions, everyone will have to help him find enemies.

So, poor, Xie Xun, who was exploited, embarked on the road to killing the dragon without returning. The madness on the Ice and Fire Island was caused by hatred and internal injuries to the Qiwu Fist. Fortunately, his temperament changed drastically after his blindness and occasionally became gentle. Zhang Wuji's existence also filled the gap in Xie Xun's loss of family affection when he was destroyed.

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After visiting the ice and fire without any obstacles, Xie Xun studied the secret of the dragon-slaying sword in the ice and fire island for more than 20 years, but he still gained nothing.

Just imagine, isn’t it even more excessive to trick the dragon-slaying sword from such a golden lion king than pulling out the lion’s teeth?

Zhang Wuji thought about it and wanted to get the treasure sword, but it was nothing more than good and evil.

On the evil road, kill Xie Xun and grab the sword. But this matter will lay a lot of disasters. Not to mention whether you can beat Xie Xun or not. If you fuck him, you will have to turn against Zhang Wuji. If you don’t say that you can beat Zhang Wuji, you will be offended by Zhang Wuji. If you start a war with him, you will be provoked by Zhang Sanfeng again... Wudang Shaolin is a good friend, and if Mr. Zhang is angry, Shaolin will not please him... The world is also a network of relationships, which will move the whole body.

The Five Mountains Sword Sect is still in a semi-dead state. It is quite terrifying to say the name, but it turns out to be the current combat power. I am afraid that the Five Mountains are not as good as Wudang, so I should let go of this evil path with endless troubles.

The decent route is very clear. I helped Xie Xun fight Cheng Kun, hello, I and everyone.

But whether Cheng Kun and Xie Xun or Shaolin Temple monks are good at internal strength, Fang Xian is now a weakness in this regard. Dugu Nine Swords and Sword Sword Technique is a skillful martial art after all. It is not easy to use when encountering an expert in internal skills. It is easy to be injured by a recoil. It is difficult for any of the seven-injury fist Arhat Fist to hit the body. So 175

Not to mention Cheng Kun, Tian Boguang may not even have done it now.

"Big brother! My adoptive father...Entertainment father..." Zhang Wuji rushed over in panic. "My adoptive father is gone!"

"Are you missing?" Fang Xian was shocked and followed Zhang Wuji toward the cave where they lived.

As Zhang Wuji said, there is only a layer of dust in the cave, and some simple living utensils are also something that has not been used for a long time.

"Wuji. Yuyan, look around to see if there are any signs of fighting."

The three of them searched separately, and there was nothing else except Chai Jin from their previous lives.

"Wuji, Yuyan, look around to see if there is any shit."

“…”

The three of them searched separately. Apart from some animal feces, there was no big lump of Rexiang.

After observation and judgment, Fang Xian has drawn a conclusion.

"Well... when people leave, they will always leave shit. It will take a while before the shit will be broken down by nature, so Xie Xun has been away for at least a week. Xie Xun's eyes are blind. I guess he will not leave, so he can only be picked up. Considering that there are no traces of fighting and no blood stains on the island, we have reason to believe that Xie Xun was picked up by an acquaintance and trustworthy person."

"Uncle Tian won't let me help you see this time?"

"Well... Yuanfang is outdated, I'm just in reverse reasoning, because I can probably guess where he is."

"Where?" Only Zhang Wuji can ask such a stupid question.

"Golden Snake Island, go and find your adopted father and old friends and your children!"

"Little boy?" Zhang Wuji only smiled bitterly, "I was born on this Ice and Fire Island. After that, I walked around the world and thought I had made some friends, but in the end I realized that it was just my wishful thinking."

"You will know when you see it." Fang Xian felt that the protagonist still had to take care of these things about men and women by himself, so he stopped talking and took the oar on the boat and headed east.

Fang Xian took a single paddle and went left and right, feeling that his skills were becoming more and more proficient. Based on the martial arts theory, using various techniques of hardness and softness to take advantage of the momentum on rowing would be twice the result with half the effort.

"Uncle Tian is so smart to row the boat." Wang Yuyan wanted to come over to help, but it was not easy to disturb him when he saw Tian Boguang waving the sound of the wind.

"Hi, are you skilled? You've been very busy before."

"If... my cousin could be as calm as you, Uncle Tian, ​​you would not be like this."

By this time, Murong Fu has basically become the topic of jokes between the two.

When rowing, you should also have a method to do things. Murong Fu is too eager to achieve success and wants benefits when encountering things. It is indeed easy to get into a trespass. Being a person is like rowing. When it is time to go with the trend, you should follow the trend and try your best to go against the trend, which will not work well.

After thinking about it this way, Fang Xian suddenly felt that he was a little obsessed with it.

When I thought about seizing the Dragon Slaying Sword, I always thought about how to be direct and fast. I just achieved it with my hands, and I didn’t use the power of my power smartly.

So, his eyes turned to the young man with messy hair. I remember that in the game, Zhang Wuji from Kunlun Fairyland should only know the Nine Yang Divine Arts, but in the battle of Songshan, he heard right, and he used a move to deal with Ning Zhongze with a move of the Great Transfer of the Universe.

The Great Transfer of the Universe is the treasure of the Ming Cult. If Zhang Wuji knew this move... it proved that that thing should have happened.

In addition to the two ways of good and evil, there may be a third way to seize the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"By the way, brother Wuji, are you the leader of the Ming Cult?" Fang Xian asked suddenly.

"Yes, they didn't let me quit the title of the leader, so I handed over everything to them and returned to Kunlun Fairyland to live in seclusion. What's wrong?" Zhang Wuji seemed to have no feelings for this identity.

Fang Xian was shocked. It turned out that the young man next to him was already the spiritual leader of a huge group of forces. In this way, the Golden Lion King Xie Xun had to obey his orders. As for the Golden Flower Grandma on Golden Snake Island, that is, the Purple-shirted Dragon King Daiqisi, it seemed that she was also under Zhang Wuji.

In order to ensure Zhang Wuji's power, Fang Xian continued to ask: "Then why don't you stay in Guangmingding and stay alone in Kunlun Fairyland?"

"Hey... I'm not that material. They insisted that I be the leader, and not everyone likes me."

"You mean Zhu Yuanzhang?" Fang Xian naturally knew who he was referring to. The era of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber was the time of the peasant uprising at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. Old Jin simply rubbed Zhu Yuanzhang and Xu Da and other things into it. In the novel, Zhu Yuanzhang is a typical guy who repays his grudges only for his benefit, without any mercy.

"He... is a person. He has framed and slandered me several times, in an attempt to crack down on my reputation and strengthen his own power. I am very sad. I don't want to fight openly and secretly with them for power and profit, but when I want to resign from the position of leader, the light left and right envoy, the Green-winged Bat King, my grandfather and others don't let me..." Zhang Wuji turned around and looked at the distant West, "Later, she left, and I left too."

Wang Yuyan pulled Fang Xian's neck of clothes: "Uncle Tian, ​​this silly boy also has a love plant."

"Who doesn't have a first love? Aren't your first love more crazy? You also talk about it."

Zhang Wuji's relationship with men and women is the most complicated. A rough number of three or four is up, including seven or eight. He encountered all good things. At this time, it was naturally Xiao Zhao who made Zhang Wuji melancholy. This woman was the daughter of the Persian saint and Grandma Jinhua.

Thinking of this, Fang Xian’s logic was a little confused.

According to the book, the one who took Xie Xun was Jinhua Grandma, the Purple-Shirt Dragon King of the Ming Cult, and the Persian Ming Cult's holy virgin Dai Qisi (when a virgin had a child, he would be chased, so he turned into Jinhua Grandma). But the book also said that when Xiao Zhao returned to the Persian Ming Cult's main hall, she was her mother, and her mother was also the Purple-Shirt Dragon King Dai Qisi.

So from this point of view, Grandma Jinhua should be in Persia...

"Wait... Brother Wuji, have you ever seen Grandma Jinhua?"

"You said Xiao Zhao's mother? Her name is Dai Qisi, and she has already returned to Persia with Xiao Zhao, hey..."

"This is this..."

When Fang Xian was stuttering, the boat had already hit the beach and the Golden Snake Island had arrived.

Fang Xian felt that the story might not be as smooth as he thought. He thought that if Zhang Wuji and Xie Xun would easily get "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", he would look like this chaotic timeline was brewing.

Grandma Jinhua’s wooden house is there, but Fang Xian already knew that the people inside were not necessarily Grandma Jinhua.

"Wuji, you are protecting Yuyan here. It's too dangerous inside. I can go by myself."

"I'm going too! Isn't it just a fight?"

"No, you have to protect Yuyan. Remember, if I don't come back, don't act rashly, no matter whether your adoptive father is coming or your lover is coming."

"Lovers? Big brother, who do you mean?"

“No one can do it.”

Fang Xian pulled out his big knife and walked slowly towards the wooden house.

"Grandma Jinhua is no longer there. Who is it... Can she take Xie Xun away without bloodshed..." Fang Xian opened the door with great vigilance. Looking roughly, there was no too much dust, and it was obvious that there was still someone living there.

"Sure enough..." Fang Xian walked forward with his knife. With his current skill, he calmed down and could realize that—

He was not the only one in the room.

Sure enough, the door closed with a sound of touching the ground, and a figure suddenly emerged from behind.

"The evil one takes his life!" The hoarse girl and the sound of wind came from behind.

Fang Xian was prepared for it. Before the voice was finished, he had turned around and swept it out before he could finish his voice.

The man didn't know that his body was so fast that he could not stop the move in a hurry, so he just stepped forward and slashed the big sword on his arm.

"You...you..." The man grabbed his right arm and felt a burst of soreness, but no blood was splattering. "The back of the knife you used?"

That's right, Fang Xian used his sword back. Considering the complex interpersonal relationships, he didn't need to kill him as soon as he got started. In addition, he is now a martial arts celebrity and has a reputation.

Fang Xian then raised his eyes and looked up at the man.

With just one glance, a stream of sour water in his stomach vomited out, and the man seemed familiar.

The visitor was a young woman with graceful figure and loving figure, and her long hair was as thin as silk... but only that face had purple tendons rising. She looked like a poisonous woman in a yellow shirt in a toad cave in the fairy sword.
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