Chapter 163 Iron Plate
The two of them stared blankly at the skeleton in front of them. Mo Zhi hesitated for a long time before picking up the gray iron sign. He looked at it carefully for a moment and blew it, and saw that the dust dispersed. Although the sign was separated by countless years,
, but gray at the moment
The dust is gone, but there is still a cold light. I don’t know how much iron it is made of. It has been covered with dust for many years, but it is not rusty and unbroken. And on the front of this iron plate, there are several big characters carefully engraved on it. It is strong and strong.
, obviously made by a master.
The master of Hanye Valley, Meng Yunting.
"Ah..." Meng Xueqing exclaimed softly and said, "It turns out to be the waist badge of our ancestor Yunting Gong."
Although Mo Zhi had never heard of who Meng Yunting was, he knew that Hanye Valley had been a heroic master for generations, so he was naturally in awe. At this moment, he said nothing and just listened quietly to what Meng Xueqing said.
"I once heard my father say that the Meng family has not left the valley for generations, protecting the people in the northern border and has always been stable. However, nearly a hundred years ago, the northern border was not a stable place. Bandits were everywhere and evil spirits deceived the people. It was this man who
Our ancestor Yunting Gong went out to suppress the bandits and formed a rebel army to resist the Tatars in the north. However, he disappeared one day and never thought that he would end up in this deep valley."
Mo Zhi nodded and said: "I once heard that a hundred years ago, when the world was in chaos, this Yunting hero was able to single-handedly calm the crisis in the north. He must be an unparalleled hero in the world. It is because of this achievement.
The descendants like me and others should also pay our respects."
Meng Xueqing also said: "Gong Yunting has made great achievements for a long time. As a descendant of the Meng family, I should also pay tribute to him."
With that said, Meng Xueqing was the first, followed by Mo Zhi, and they bowed deeply to Meng Yunting's bones.
Meng Xueqing folded her hands and fell to the ground, and said loudly: "My ancestor, Mr. Yun Ting, is above. This junior Meng Xueqing accidentally went into a deep valley and saw the remains of our ancestors. I couldn't bear that my ancestors were alone in this cave, so I buried you first. It's just that we are in a hurry today and cannot use the candle in vain."
For the enjoyment of the fruit offering, I can only rest in peace in the ground. When the snow clears and I know my father one day, I will definitely go back to the valley to hold a grand burial for my ancestors."
After saying that, Meng Xueqing bowed four times in succession.
Mo Zhi waited for Meng Xueqing to kowtow, and he also performed the courtesy that a junior should pay to an ancestor. When he stood up, the two of them worked together to move the bones. Meng Xueqing knew that the bones in front of her were those of her ancestors, and her admiration had already begun.
Overriding the previous fear, I moved now with both caution and effort.
However, the valley had been exposed to wind and snow for a long time, and the soil was as hard as iron. The two of them worked hard for a long time to find a shallow pit, which happened to be where the bones were buried. Meng Xueqing sighed softly and said, "This is the best we can do now. If the snow falls,
The sword is here to carve some inscriptions for the ancestors of Yunting."
Meng Xueqing carefully looked at the iron plate in her hand and said to herself: "In those days, Duke Yunting was considered a hero of the whole world, but he did not know why he died here. I am afraid it is difficult to find out what happened in the past. The man in the past has passed away, and now only the
Why don't we leave this iron sign in front of our ancestor's tomb as a mark so that we can find it in time when we go back here to look for it in the future."
Mo Zhi nodded. It was very difficult for him to find this cave in the wind and snow. The wind was strong in Hanye Valley and there were thousands of caves. How could he identify which cave contained the bones? He and Meng Xueqing were arguing.
He picked up the iron sign and walked towards the entrance of the cave.
The cave is rugged and deep. The closer you get to the entrance, the louder the wind sounds, and the light of the snow gradually becomes brighter. Every time, the silver light shines on the iron plate. The iron plate seems to be rejuvenated, becoming more and more gray and eye-catching, holding it in your hand.
bursts of majesty
Suddenly, Meng Xueqing caught a glimpse of the back of the iron sign, which seemed to be engraved with several rows of densely packed small characters in the snow light. It was so deep in the cave just now that she could not notice it. Now, with the light outside the cave, some traces were revealed.
"Brother Mo, look behind this brand!"
The two of them looked at it together and saw that the small characters on the back of the iron sign were written with very light strokes, as if the person who wrote them had no strength. However, the characters were neat and neat, not messy or chaotic, and showed considerable skill. The two of them took advantage of the wind.
It was only under the snowy moonlight that I could see these tiny characters clearly.
"I inherited the ancestral system, guarded the cold valley, stood alone, and worked hard in isolation. It has been twenty-three years now."
When Mo Zhi read this, he thought to himself: "This must be what Master Meng Yunting of the Valley did back then. Standing in the cold valley to defend one place was truly a heroic act. If I was asked to defend this place alone, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do it.
arrive."
But Yu Wen wrote:
"In my weak years, Beidi blocked the pass, the bandits were in full force, the government restrained its hands, and the people suffered misfortunes. They were as panic-stricken as withering grass in the wind, and they were dizzy and exposed to the poisonous and evil fog. They were afraid all day long, how could they hope for anything? I was practicing martial arts.
The sword has been harvested, and it should be used to defeat evil and sweep away all evil. One is the man who took the two swords forged from the cold iron and bright jade in the valley.
'Drinking Ice', also known as 'Fuxue', uses half an inch of each other's swords to support each other. They live and die together, never to part with each other. Once the divine sword is completed, I hold the Drinking Ice Sword to cut across thousands of miles of frost, killing all evil spirits.
, Retreat from Beidi, no one can take it, kill seventy-three bandit leaders, and suppress fourteen evil sects, so the pass is peaceful and there is no danger."
Meng Xueqing suddenly said: "It turns out that the two swords in the valley, Drinking Ice and Brushing Snow, were forged by Yunting's ancestors. It's a pity that these two swords first appeared in the world, and the Drinking Ice Swords were also left in the world with the disappearance of Yunting's ancestors. Where did they fall to the ground?"
, but I don’t know.”
"Beidi is ferocious and good at fighting. I retreated to the cold valley. Di soldiers arrived. I led my army to retreat into the deep valley, and the enemy invaders were in hot pursuit. But in the valley, where the shuo wind started, the wind was so powerful that all the troops were wiped out. Only Yu Wenyuan, his slave leader, and
I fought for four days, and finally the ice-drinking sword pierced his chest, and the snow wolf snatched away his body. The ice-drinking sword was lost in the deep valley, and only the sword that brushed the snow remained. I am so lonely and miserable, and I am wrong."
"Nowadays, the injury is so serious that it is difficult to walk, but here is the reason. The Shenli Spring water can be found in Liufang Cliff, which is a miracle. It combines the heat of the earth's veins and the ice and ice of the cold weather. It is unbearable for ordinary people. The temperature is unbearable. When entering the water, it is blocked like a prison.
water sinks like
Iron, cold and heat, yin and yang attack alternately. Now that I have died here, I bow to myself and think about it. I have accomplished little in my life and am not completely ruined. I only think that there is still a secret method in my heart that can make the energy of the whole body transform into three channels and three qi.
peers
, nine times its effect. However, this method is so whimsical that it requires the three mysterious internal skills to stay close to the body and not die. When practicing this method, the power of yin and yang, cold and heat is used as an arm, and the breath is trapped and forced to do so. Only then can it be achieved. However, how can it be done in this world?
Do people get such a special experience? The fantasy and wonderful idea of this method is nothing but false. I feel sad about it. It is carved at the bottom of the spring of Dharma. If you are destined, you can cultivate it or leave it and abandon it. It is the destiny of heaven. Once I have achieved this Dharma, I will die on my own.
This is the place.
The cold leaves never fall, flying swords sweep them away, and all dharma returns."
After the two of them read this article, they were both shocked. Meng Xueqing slowly stood still, tears suddenly filled her eyes, and she whispered: "The ancestors resisted Beihuan with an army, but they died for the country, and the outside world did not know their whereabouts."
, and also said that he was carefree in the world and did not know where he died. Now it seems that we, the descendants, have underestimated the ancestor. Xue Qing will be grateful to emulate the ancestor like a hero every day.
"
Mo Zhi looked the cave up and down and said, "The former Valley Master has indeed benefited the people in the north, but can you understand the second half of the inscription, Sister Xueqing?"
Meng Xueqing read for a while, but the article after Meng Yunting beheaded the enemy was not clear. She also shook her head and said: "I don't understand. My ancestors seemed to have seen some kind of spring water miracle in Liufang Cliff. It's just that
I have never been to Liufang Cliff, so I don’t know its secrets, but what I said in the last paragraph seems to be a
The rudimentary form of the martial arts mental method did not record the mental formulas, nor how to practice it. Presumably, even the ancestors did not figure it out when they died, but looking at what the ancestors wrote, this skill can be practiced nine times faster than ordinary people.
, how can this kind of magical power be obtained in this world? I’m afraid this prototype will never come true.”
But Mo Zhi looked at it and stared at the inscriptions, thinking secretly in his heart: "'The whole body's Qi veins are transformed into three channels, and the three Qi go together, which is nine times more effective. However, this method is whimsical and requires three mysterious internal skills.
Not to die, when practicing this method, you can achieve it by getting the help of the power of yin and yang, cold and heat, and the breath is trapped under strong pressure. However, no one in the world can achieve this special thing.
What happened? 'If you say that you can survive by possessing the three mysteries, wouldn't this be my current situation? If this method is really feasible, it can be regarded as a way to solve my current internal injuries. But according to what Senior Meng said, if I want to rely on
For this method to work, it still needs the miracle of a spring somewhere in Liufang Cliff. I’m afraid it’s hard for me to achieve it in this life, so why bother?”
When he thought of this, the hope in his heart was suddenly resurrected, but now that he was used to the experience of life and death, he didn't care about it. He knew that if he asked Meng Xueqing, she would definitely fight with the sect to let him
He had to enter Liufang Cliff to heal his wounds, but then he thought in his mind
: "Liufang Cliff is a forbidden area in Hanye Valley. No one but the head valley master is allowed to enter. If Sister Xueqing speaks to the sect for me, no one will be able to come down. Why should I spend the last moment of my life to cause the Meng family to have another conflict?"
?If I die, I will die. Such things must never be done."
Meng Xueqing looked at Mo Zhi's face, which was sometimes happy and sometimes disappointed, and she couldn't help but feel suspicious. Just as she was about to ask, a shrill roar suddenly came from behind her ears. Before she could look back, she heard the sound of sharp claws hitting the ground and the sharp wind coming at a galloping speed.
He heard Mo Zhi yell "Snow Wolf" and was the first to stop him.
Meng Xueqing suddenly turned around, only to see a huge snow wolf rushing up from behind. This place was already deep into the hinterland of Hanye Valley. This snow wolf was also stronger and taller than the three that Yu Wenjue had fought with just now. There was already one person.
Come long,
At this moment, the canthus was about to burst, the eyes were red, the teeth were cold, and it rushed up like lightning. Mo Zhi gathered Meng Xueqing behind him and turned sideways. The snow wolf came very quickly and threw itself into the hole. Mo Zhi shouted: "This iron
Let’s borrow the cards first!”
Before Meng Xueqing could react, Mo Zhi reached out and grabbed the iron plate in his hand to use it as a weapon. Although Xue Lang missed the target with one blow, he didn't stop for a moment and turned around to pounce on him again. Mo Zhi took a step forward and used the iron plate as a weapon.
The cards had already been ordered out, but suddenly, a burst of pain suddenly erupted in his Dantian. It turned out that the old injury suddenly recurred at this moment. In an instant, the energy all over his body felt like needles. Mo Zhi groaned in pain and immediately fell to his knees.
Seeing the critical situation in front of her, Meng Xueqing didn't know what to do for a moment. She grabbed the iron plate and grabbed it in front of Mo Zhi. She spat out the force in her hand and used the most exquisite swordsmanship of the Meng family.
"Hanqiu Sword Strength", I saw that one side of the sharp corner of the iron plate was trembling slightly
The snow wolf moved and turned into a dozen phantoms, all moving forward together. The snow wolf pounced very fast, and before it could stop, it actually hit the iron plate with its head. Although the sharp corners of the iron plate were separated by decades,
It was still very sharp, and it poked a wolf in the eye until blood dripped from it.
The snow wolf was in pain and roared violently. Although he was severely injured, he was still fierce. He raised his claws and clawed at Meng Xueqing's side. In an instant, Meng Xueqing felt a sharp pain coming over her side.
It’s already fresh
The blood spurted out thinly. As soon as Mo Zhi saw it, he suddenly felt the anger of love and care in his heart. He shouted loudly and ignored the pain in his body. He stood up and raised his hand to push, and then drove the iron plate into the snow wolf.
In the head.
As soon as the iron card entered his mind, Snow Wolf staggered and roared a few times, then fell to the ground and died. When Mo Zhi came back, he saw that Meng Xueqing had also fallen on the same spot, with her waist and ribs
There were streaks of blood oozing out from everywhere, obviously the wolf claws had scratched her.
Chapter completed!