Shortly after the monks and Taoists left, Qin Zongyao also carried Qin Shuai and placed Qin Mufeng in the same room to facilitate the care of the two.

"Hmm?" Qin Zongyao looked at Qin Mufeng and let out a soft moan.

I saw a silk handkerchief stained with blood beside Qin Mufeng, folding and placing it casually.

"That Taoist priest just left in a hurry and forgot what he had with him." Qin Zongyao thought, and casually opened the handkerchief, and the slightly cool and smooth feeling came from his fingertips. The silk thread on the handkerchief was delicate and the color was pure white, which made Qin Zongyao, who was knowledgeable in the business road, know that this must be the best of the lake silk, Heluo.

A poem is written on the handkerchief:

He sighed with his hands behind his back, the eastern fence scattered, and the cold moon sang and moved his blue shirt.

The wind is unhappy, the rain is lying on the slums, and the ancient times are filled with smoke and clouds.

The seven kills appear, and the strings are urged and the body is horizontal and horizontal.

At the top of Kunlun, the sharp edge is hard to cover, and the sword tests the world to eliminate the world of evil spirits.

Although an unroutine poem is not neat, its ambitions are extremely great. The whole poem seems to describe the turning point of his life. From the sigh of helplessness when he saw the injustice of the world to the ambition of traitors who wiped out the world, the transformation is incredibly great.

Qin Zongyao was silently reciting this poem in his heart, and suddenly he found a legendary figure with many rumors in the world.

Decades ago, there was a teenager in his teens who shocked the court and the public because of his talent. At that time, the emperor summoned him to talk about his future ambitions. Who knew that this young man had lofty ambitions? The emperor admired his talent and immediately awarded him the seventh rank. After years of this, the young man climbed up step by step in the court.

Who would have been jealous of a villain, saying that he could only do verbal essays, and the young man's character was instantly exposed. He cursed the treacherous and slandered in the court, but he did not know that the other party's wings were all the time afterwards. Even the emperor at that time felt that his words and deeds were inappropriate, so he was demoted to him, so he felt helpless to sigh with his hands behind his back. The blue shirt was also a symbol of his identity at that time, from Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" "The Green Shirt in Jiangzhou was wet."

After half a year of confusion, he encountered bandits in a certain place. The county magistrate went to war many times, but the number of bandits continued to increase. He had no choice but to report to the court. When the young man heard this, he immediately volunteered to prove that he was not only good at speaking, but because of all the treacherous and treacherous, he only sent him three hundred soft soldiers to fight against bandits. Half a year later, thousands of bandits were wiped out, and the young man returned to the court alone with blood. All the military officers of the dynasty admired him for his wisdom and courage, but God was willing to do anything, and the once wise monarch was already day and night.

The new king was promoted to the first day of the first throne and wanted to demote him to his official position and return to his original homeland. At this time, the young man knew the darkness of the officialdom, and his upright and unyielding personality was not suitable for staying in the court, so he voluntarily resigned. The reason was only four words, the flavor of water chestnut. It means that the water chestnut and sea bass in his hometown were at its maturity, and he missed the taste of water chestnut and sea bass very much, so he wanted to quit his official position and return home. The simple four words were exactly the same as his thoughts.

After that, the young man went to Kunlun and polished his sword for ten years, vowing to kill the traitors in the world and to restore the people to a prosperous era of Qingming. Within a few years, although all the traitors in the court were killed at their hands, the injustice of the people continued to go to the world, and the young man entered the world and practiced the way for heaven.

Several years have passed, and the boy was already in his forties, and he realized how the power of one person changed the whole world? And how can he guarantee that there is no hidden truth behind his so-called practice of the heavens? People's hearts have good and evil. For example, in "Water Margin", Wu Song killed someone because Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing colluded. However, when a person who didn't know the inside story saw a strong man holding a sharp blade and killing a handsome young man on the road where people came and went, he might be the first thing he thought of was the delusion of love and hatred.

As he entered his forties, his understanding of life became deeper and deeper. From then on, he wandered around the world and only helped loneliness and no longer set off his sword at will. This poem is a true portrayal of this person's first half of his life.

When Qin Zongyao thought of this, his shock became stronger and stronger. Unexpectedly, the rumored person actually came to visit him today, and even gave the Yin-Yang Reversal Pill that he had worked hard for thirty years to extend his life. He was ashamed at the moment.

Why is he now dressed in a Taoist costume?

In fact, the reason is very simple: seeing through the world and being in harmony with man and nature.

So, who is that monk? Why can you see at a glance the "extinction needle" of the Tiandao Sect used by Wang Bo, and the number of acupuncture points is not bad at all?

neither knows.

Qin Zongyao looked down at the poem again. His handwriting was beautiful, and it was obvious that it was from the hands of a lady from a family. The poem described the experience of the old Taoist priest in the first half of his life. No wonder the old Taoist priest said that his life had experienced ups and downs, and he had no regrets. When the old Taoist priest saw Qin Mufeng, he stood unsteadily and seemed to want to kneel down, just because he saw that he would definitely save the people from water and fire in the future and take the people of the world as his responsibility?

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Zongyao became more determined and he must cultivate Qin Mufeng into a talent and live up to the expectations of the old Taoist priests today.

And what about Qin Feng? Why would the old Taoist priest worry that he would go on a wrong path? Could it be that Qin Feng would do the opposite in the future? Qin Zongyao could not figure it out, but he understood that Qin Feng's performance yesterday was destined to be extraordinary in the future. In addition, his usual dislike and very indifferent personality would have to put in ten times more effort than Qin Mufeng.

"Brother Wang, please find someone to wash this handkerchief carefully and take good care of it. It is easy to explain when the Taoist priest comes back in the future." Qin Zongyao said to Uncle Wang.

"That's right." Wang Bo replied, then respectfully took the handkerchief and walked out slowly, leaving Qin Zongyao alone in the room to take care of the Qin Mufeng brothers.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the night is as cool as water.

Qin Mufeng slowly opened his eyes, feeling a stream of hot air in his body wandering around, and occasionally venting slight impacts on the tendons and veins. When he clenched his fist, he felt that his whole body was full of strength. It can be seen that the medicinal power of the Yin-Yang Reversal Pill also has a strong effect of body tempering.

"Xiao Feng, how are you?" Qin Mufeng said anxiously when he saw Qin Feng lying beside him. He had already seen the whole process of Qin Feng fighting with the snake for a day and a night in his dream, and his body was covered in scars, so how could he not care?

"Feng'er, are you awake?" Qin Zongyao, who was sitting beside him, whispered.

"Dad? How is Xiao Feng? Is there anything wrong with him?" Qin Mufeng asked.

"There is nothing serious about Feng Yi'er, but she is still in a coma, and it will be fine in a few days." Qin Zongyao said.

"Dad, I want to become stronger. I dreamed that Xiao Feng fought with the strange snake that hurt me, but I couldn't help at all. I don't want to experience this kind of powerless feeling anymore. I want to become stronger. Please teach me martial arts now." Qin Mufeng said firmly, but he didn't mention the repeated dream.

"Feng'er, this is just a dream. Don't think too much. Now the killing is fine. But, alas, our Qin family's secret of martial arts practice for generations can no longer be hidden. Since that's the case, we don't have to hide it. What should come will always come. Feng'er, it's not too early. You have to rest more. Let's talk about martial arts practice tomorrow. I have something to tell you, it's about our Qin family." Qin Zongyao said seriously to Qin Mufeng.
Chapter completed!