The next day.
The sun was still shining brightly in the morning, but after noon, it suddenly began to rain, and it didn't stop until two or three o'clock.
The weather is getting cooler.
There are gradually more and more pedestrians on the streets of Fucheng, and busyness is always the theme of life.
On a thoroughfare in the east direction of the city, a man and a woman were walking eastward holding hands.
Next to the two people were two tall horses. The height of the horse's back was almost as high as an adult. Their limbs were strong and their lines were smooth. At first glance, they were not ordinary breeds.
These horses can be called "treasure horses", and any one of them can be sold for at least a hundred gold!
These two people are Wang Cheng and Xu Ya.
Xu Ya stopped, looked at Wang Cheng and said: "Brother Cheng, if you want to take me away from Wuliang Temple, in addition to the three levels I mentioned before, this last level is that you have to accept all the younger disciples of Wuliang Temple. challenge.”
Wuliangguan has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it is not that there are no female disciples who marry outside. There are also true disciples like Xu Ya, but if you want to marry them, you must pass through several hurdles set by Wuliangguan.
Wang Cheng also knew this very well. Among the classics collected by the Martial Arts Pavilion, there was an anecdote about some disciples of Wuliang Temple, so he promised last night that he would personally visit Wuliang Temple before the Lotus Festival.
Of course, Xu Ya doesn't have to go back. But once you actually do this, it will be tantamount to betraying the Infinite View. At that time, the elders of the sect will come to look for her in person and destroy all her cultivation.
If one's cultivation is abolished, he will be no different from a useless person. Not only will the body be severely damaged, but life span will also be greatly shortened.
"I know that your senior brother, second senior brother, and third senior brother are all martial arts wizards, so why don't they all take action?" Wang Cheng asked.
Xu Ya said: "The second senior brother should not be able to do it. He only focuses on the fourth senior sister. The first senior brother, the third senior brother, the fifth senior brother, and the sixth senior brother should be able to take action."
Wang Cheng's heart sank. These senior brothers of Xu Ya are all Dacheng martial arts masters who have mastered all twelve disciplines, and have been breaking through for several years. They are all top masters of the younger generation in the world. If they attack together, he will not be able to bear it.
He joked: "I didn't expect that our Fairy Fangfei would have so many flower guardians. If I tell them that you are my woman, will I be hacked to death by their swords?"
"Who is your woman?"
Xu Ya rolled her eyes at him angrily, and then said in a solemn tone: "Brother Cheng, if you must go to Wuliang Mountain, you must break through to the Zhoutian realm beforehand."
Wang Cheng nodded. He already knew that one of the three levels was called the "Great Wall of Sword Qi". It tested the warrior's true energy. Without true energy, he could only be beaten passively.
"Brother Cheng, can you give me another poem?"
Hearing this, Wang Cheng felt disgusted. You said that you are a science guy, how can you pretend to be a literary master?
It's okay now. The persona I put on must be set up no matter what, and it cannot fall down.
He was thinking hard, and suddenly noticed a pavilion a few miles ahead. A farewell word immediately flashed through his mind, and he read:
"The chilling cicadas are mournful. It's late in the pavilion, and the showers are beginning to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital. I am nostalgic, and the orchid boat is destroying my hair. I hold my hands and look at each other's tearful eyes, but I am speechless and choked. Thinking about it, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and even more so, they can’t bear to be left out in the Qingqiu Festival. Where will I wake up from my drunkenness tonight? On the bank of willows, with the dawn wind and the waning moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? "
After Xu Ya listened, her thoughts were immersed in Liu Yong's song "Yu Linglin" and she couldn't get back to her senses for a long time.
"Although some places are not suitable for the scene, I can tell that this is another song that can be sung through the ages."
She looked at Wang Cheng affectionately, how much she wanted to stay here and live with Wang Cheng forever.
"Brother Cheng, just send it here!"
"Just keep walking, I have nothing to do anyway."
The two of them continued walking all the way until they reached the pavilion, and finally stopped walking.
"Brother Cheng, go back!" Xu Ya said again.
Wang Cheng took Xu Ya into his arms, kissed her on the forehead, looked down at this incomparably beautiful face, and suddenly kissed her alluring red lips.
Xu Ya put her arms around Wang Cheng's waist and responded positively.
Finally, after the passers-by said, "The world is getting worse," the two were reluctant to leave.
Xu Ya blushed, clenched her fist and hit Wang Cheng on the chest, saying shyly: "It's all your fault!"
"Haha! You don't understand! In our place, this is called "spreading dog food". That single guy will be so angry!" Wang Cheng laughed.
Xu Ya stretched out her hand to help Wang Cheng straighten his collar, and whispered: "Brother Cheng, I really need to go."
Although Wang Cheng was extremely reluctant to leave, he had to let go at this time, pretending to be free and easy: "Go! It's the end of April now, and we will meet again in more than three months. If you feel uncomfortable, just take the phone and watch away Come out and take a look, I've got you a new charger, it won't break easily now."
Xu Ya nodded, then stood up on tiptoes and kissed Wang Cheng on the mouth, turned around, got on her horse, and drove away without looking back.
After walking two miles, she turned around and saw that the figure was still there, tears welling up in her eyes. Although she felt uncomfortable, she was also very happy. She finally found the person worth entrusting her life to.
evening.
The sky actually cleared up, and a huge red sunset set on the mountain, and the sunset glow filled half of the sky.
Wang Cheng held two jars of wine in his hands and walked down the lane of Huitu Lane to Yang Si's residence.
Yang Si saw Wang Cheng holding wine in his hand and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you? Did your wife run away with someone?"
"roll!"
Wang Cheng was so angry that he almost smashed the wine jar on his head. He threw a jar of wine to him and said, "Drink!"
Then he picked up the opened wine jar and poured it into his mouth in large gulps.
Turns out this is what love feels like.
When she is there, everything is sweet, even the bitter ones are sweet; when she is not around, everything is bitter, even the sweet ones are bitter.
He wanted to sing a song or roar, because he couldn't cry like his little daughter.
So, he jumped up from the steps, holding the wine jar in his hand, and struck out with the "Fighting Tiger Fist".
Then, he poured a sip of wine into his mouth and sang loudly: "The wine in the gold bottle is worth ten thousand dollars, and the treasures in the jade plate are worth ten thousand dollars."
He was shouting, but the moves on his hands did not stop, and he turned to "Independent Climb".
I saw his left leg bent at the knee and raised up, forming a right independent step, and his left arm bent at the elbow and raised the palm to his chest.
"boom!"
There seemed to be a thunder in the air, and with the explosion of Fuhu Fist, Wang Cheng's nearly ten thousand kilograms of energy and blood directly broke through the threshold of ten thousand kilograms of strength!
"I can't eat when I stop drinking and throwing chopsticks. I draw my sword and look around at a loss."
After saying this, he changed his moves again, and launched the most powerful move of Fuhu Fist - Black Tiger's Heart.
"If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
When I was free to fish on the Bixi River, I suddenly took a boat and dreamed of the sun. "
Wang Cheng sang loudly and punched at the same time, and with the help of three points of wine, Fuhu punched vigorously.
He had never been in such a state of mind as he was now.
Reluctance, longing, excitement... Under various emotions, he burst out with extraordinary power.
Every move and style is flexible and powerful, as if it has transcended "right" and reached the level of "skillful", which is the realm of great success.
“The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, and the roads are divergent, where are you now?
There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea. "
After the song "Difficult to Travel" ended, Wang Cheng did not stop there. He poured a sip of wine into his mouth and continued singing:
“If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.
Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. "
…
Wang Cheng kept punching, and after completing the first sixty-four postures, he entered the last sixty-four postures.
Compared with the first sixty-four postures, which can only make perfect, he can only perform the latter sixty-four postures, but at this moment, he can also perform them flexibly and freely.
In the huge courtyard, Wang Cheng sometimes drinks and sings, sometimes throws punches, sometimes as fierce as a tiger, sometimes as quiet as a sick cat, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as aggressive as fire...
The six golden mastiffs in the courtyard immediately acted like puppies, lying on the ground and not daring to move.
Yang Si sat on the steps under the eaves, staring blankly at Wang Cheng, who had almost turned into a shadow in the courtyard. He had even forgotten to drink the wine in his hand.
After a long while, he shook his head and said, "Damn it! You can actually understand the truth even after drinking!"
After listening to Zhang Xiaosheng for several months, he was no longer the novice warrior he was before, and he naturally saw that Wang Cheng had entered a deep level of enlightenment.
This is a state that countless warriors can only hope to achieve, and many warriors may not be able to touch it in their lifetime.
"The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you."
End of poetry.
The punch stops.
Wang Cheng stood there, looking at the empty wine jar in his hand, with those moves still in his mind.
A full three minutes passed before he finally woke up.
At this time, Yang Si walked up to him and said, "Do you know what you were doing just now? You have enlightenment!"
Wang Cheng nodded, of course he knew that he had just gained enlightenment, otherwise he would not have been able to practice the Fuhu Fist to a great level in one go.
Yes, a few months after acquiring the Fuhu Fist, he finally practiced the Fuhu Fist to a great level.
late at night.
A breeze blew by, and a figure suddenly appeared on the courtyard wall. He was dressed in black and had a black face, almost blending into the night.
He did not enter the courtyard immediately, but first threw a few meaty bones into the courtyard and quickly swept outside the courtyard.
However, after waiting for a long time, no movement was heard in the courtyard.
Are those dogs tied up?
With doubts, he flashed past the courtyard wall and entered the courtyard.
But just as his feet touched the ground, a long and slender object shot out at a very fast speed, reaching the center of his eyebrows almost instantly.
At this moment, his heart stopped beating!
When he saw clearly that it was a chopstick, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but then he felt scared.
The other party obviously didn't want to take his life, otherwise he could have shot through his head with just this chopstick, not to mention that the chopstick could be shot or replaced with a steel needle or a dart.
At this time, another booklet flew out of the dark room.
He took the book and an old voice sounded in his ears: "Give this to him!"
He nodded, flew into the air, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
inside the house.
It's a waste of time.
At a table, Wang Cheng and Yang Si sat opposite each other. There was an oil lamp on the table, but it was not lit.
"Why didn't you catch him?" Yang Si was puzzled.
Wang Cheng said: "Why catch him? If you catch him, someone will come again next time. Besides, do you really think this person is so easy to catch?"
Yang Si's sly little eyes rolled around a few times. He probably knew Wang Cheng's strength, and there was basically no opponent among the martial arts masters.
He blurted out: "Could that be a martial arts master? Do you see the origin of this person?"
Wang Cheng had a complicated look on his face, and said to himself: He is indeed a thousand-year-old fox, to be able to invite him here!
[The emotional description of the protagonist has come to an end. The following is the last case in the "Decade of Zhaowu" volume - the Valley of the Dead! 】
