In the Skanda Hall, the smoke-filled birds, because the door was tightly closed, the smoke gradually reached the point where people could not open their eyes, and the statue of the Skanda protector wearing a hood and armor seemed to reach the height of the roof. It was still growing. At this time, Zheng was staring at them coldly with the pestle, ready to take action at any time to completely drive out the evil spirits and heretics to protect the righteous Dharma.
The urgent sound of wind and thunder and drums suddenly sounded again at this time, reminding them that they had been delayed by one stick of incense, and also alerted them that what they were seeing was not an illusion. Four martial arts masters who could have dominated Tiannan were blocked by six old monks near the mountain gate.
The remaining three masters hesitated, and suddenly heard the sound of bells and drums in succession, imitating the sounds of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning according to the rhythm, which made their hearts feel uneasy and anxious, as if they were wet. The strong mountain wind stirred up the thick clouds and mist, and finally turned into the continuous rain that blocked the road under the eaves of the corridor in the deep mountain Zen temple...
"Hey, brother, King He Dao has obviously been defeated. It should be your turn to play."
"Yes, Master Xu, don't you really want to compete?"
The two people behind him were still coming up with ideas as if fanning the wind to ignite the fire. At the same time, they took two steps back and pushed the Eight Immortals Swordsman forward - the two young faces still cupped their fists and held their hands in front of them, with no intention of taking the lead.
The swordsman standing alone in one place and the six old monks sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras, the contrast between them is like the green pines and rocks and the lonely sail in the river. It seems that they have reached some subtle connection without saying a word. A moment that cannot be touched by words.
It’s just that no one thought that it wasn’t the sword in his hand that made the first move——
"Ahem, Xu Chong, a disciple of Shangqing Temple, is really polite. I wonder how many of the seniors have their surnames?"
The Pingxi Wangfu boxing and palm masters thought that the opponent would draw their swords at each other, but they did not expect that the swordsman would ask him politely - in the eyes of the two people who were puzzled, the light and strong swordsman cupped his fists and raised his hands to the old monks. When giving a salute, the posture is as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water.
"Xu Daxia, what are you doing?!"
Xu Chongzhen, the Eight Immortals Swordsman, ignored the two of them. The hand holding the sword had quietly loosened his grip, and his face was full of caution. He laughed secretly that the two of them wanted to add insult to injury, but they were the ones who were watching the sky from the well. At this time, they no longer disdained to be with the people around them, and the context in their hearts was as clear as a mirror!
"Are you kidding me? The skills that the old monks used just now are not sword-like. They come in and out. In terms of sword skills alone, they are far superior to me. If you use them, you have no chance of winning. You need to think long term..."
The two were stunned.
"Amitabha……"
The old monks chanted the name of Buddha in a low voice, and the whole room was filled with endless old voices, "Old monks have stopped asking about the affairs of the world, and their common names and aliases have faded away. Donors don't need to ask anymore..."
After hearing this, Xu Chongzhen, the Eight Immortals Swordsman, became more determined and looked at the old monks with more vigilance. He was thinking about how to convey the news back to the Shangqing Guanshi Sect in its entirety.
Yes, Xu Chongzhen had always been full of doubts about what he had experienced at the foot of the mountain the day before yesterday. If anything went wrong, there must be a monster. He really couldn't figure out how a remote and remote place like Jizu Mountain could hide such a master, even making it impossible for his brothers and sisters to get together.
After a lot of thought, he finally recalled that before they set off from Dali, King Wu Sangui of Pingxi specifically told several people that in addition to seizing scriptures during this trip, they should also pay more attention to Jizu Mountain to see if there were any "suspicious escapees". People who cook stones", or "rebellious people who shave their hair and dye their clothes".
At first, Xu Chongzhen didn't understand the purpose of Wu Sangui's instructions, but now he suddenly realized that Prince Pingxi's explanation was clearly because he guessed that there might be a master who defected to Xitan Temple!
Since the turmoil in the Ming Dynasty, there have been a lot of chaos in the martial arts world. Many of the older generation of martial arts masters have lived in seclusion in the mountains for the rest of their lives. In addition to places like Zhongnan Shouyang, the Yungui places with dangerous mountains and rivers are also a good choice. Jizu Mountain is a famous Buddhist mountain, and Xitan Temple is protected by the Mu family. Maybe there is a group of old people who have disappeared from the world. They usually hide in the temple and study martial arts, but now they happen to be given to them. Got it!
He himself was born in a side sect of Wudang, and he knew the horror of these old guys best. If this were not the case, Xu Chongzhen would never believe that so many masters could be cultivated out of thin air in the mountains, nor would he believe that a mere temple with no reputation could make him so frightened today!
The more he thought about it, Xu Chongzhen felt that he had guessed very well. For example, the young man with outstanding martial arts skills at the foot of the mountain was probably an older member of the sect on the mountain. Only then was he ordered to stop him and warn him.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. The more frightened he became, the more he thought. The Eight Immortals Swordsman Xu Chongzhen was scratching his head at this moment. He could not figure out who the other party was. He could only feel that the auras of these old monks were as vast as the abyss and the long, sparse and unkempt beards. Hidden in the white brows are features that look like knives and axes, and with tightly closed eyes, a powerful light will emit at any moment...
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Jiang Wen was sitting in the middle of the five old monks. He was racing against time to use his energy to heal and adjust his inner breath, which had been disturbed by the Six Meridians Divine Sword. His eyes were hidden under his fake eyebrows and Vairocana hat, and he spoke calmly and calmly. Observing the surroundings.
Just as Jiang Wen analyzed to Abbot Hongbian before, if a temple like Xitan Temple wants to fight against the heavily armed Pingxi Prince's Palace, it is naturally a matter of mantis trying to use its arms as a chariot. If you are not careful, it can easily lead to panic among everyone in the temple. .
For the current plan, we can only break down this difficult matter from macro to micro, first turn the fight against Prince Pingxi into a fight against martial arts people, then reduce the fight against martial arts people to a fight against the four masters, and finally lure the opponent into the game through numerous designs. Xitan Temple may not be incapable of fighting.
But just as Xu Chongzhen, the Eight Immortals Swordsman, had expected, it was impossible for Xitan Temple to quickly create six masters with outstanding martial arts skills who could defeat all the heroes. Even quasi-first-class masters like Zen Master Anren were rare. So how to deal with the four masters of Prince Pingxi's Mansion? A master's degree is a very technical test.
Fortunately, this matter was not a problem for Jiang Wen. For this reason, in addition to the Dali Duan martial arts that filled the stage, he also used two miraculous skills that made Jin Yong famous in the world.
The first miraculous skill is the Beiming Divine Skill, the highest martial art of the "Xiaoyao Sect".
After practicing the Beiming Divine Skill, every acupuncture point on the body can absorb people's internal energy and turn it into Beiming Zhenqi. However, Jiang Wen this time, ingeniously went in the opposite direction and took advantage of the opportunity of being close to the five old monks. , quietly transferred Beiming's true energy into the bodies of the other five old monks, and then used various acupuncture points to stimulate the human body, achieving the weird zombie-like appearance of the old monks with identical hands and feet.
It's just that Beiming's true energy is both yin and yang, strong and domineering. The masculine Beiming's true energy is as tormenting as a furnace, and the feminine Beiming's true energy is several times colder than ice. Ordinary people are infused with this internal force into their bodies, although their muscles and veins will not be affected. The pain would still be unbearable, so Jiang Wencai abandoned the young and strong monks and chose these old monks who had advanced cultivation and were good at enduring hardship——
Anyway, Jiang Wen was controlling it with his inner power, and thanks to the secret method of meditation taught by the Sidtan Temple from generation to generation, these old monks were able to leave the world of desire and enter the four meditations and eight meditations, thus completely ignoring the painful sensation of the physical body. , without revealing any flaws. At this time, Beiming's true energy is full and flowing in his body, and he can seem to be virtually fearless with swords, guns, fists and kicks, and he has more reliance on the masters of Prince Pingxi's Palace.
It stands to reason that with the Beiming Divine Art, Jiang Wen can already sweep the scene with his master's skills and sit back and relax. However, releasing the true energy like this is already a huge load. Even if it is transmitted close to the body, the loss cannot be underestimated. With his current success, In addition, the internal injuries have not healed, so I am thankful to God if I can hold on for just one stick of incense.
No matter how strong the swordsman's martial arts skills and fierce momentum are, these are secondary. Unless King He Swordsman changes his name to King He Li, he is not really a threat. However, Jiang Wen originally planned to fight quickly, but he thought that since the Pingxi Palace The four masters came together, and he formed a six-man formation. The other party would naturally challenge the old monk together - but he did not expect that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The four of them took action separately, but they were attacked by a He Dao King. It took such a long time.
There are no coincidences in the world, and Jiang Wen, who was most afraid of the wheel battle delaying time, happened to meet the four masters who were stupid enough to use the gourd baby tactic to save his grandfather, and he almost vomited blood due to the delay.
In Jiang Wen's current state, it was already too difficult to control the enemy with just one Yang finger. But who knew that Calabash Brother He Daowang was still an iron-headed boy. He would insist on using life-and-death tactics when his face was brushed, forcing Jiang to do so. Wen also used the Six Meridians Divine Sword in advance!
By the time of the second drum, Jiang Wen's internal injuries were almost unbearable. If he continued to fight like this, the performance of dancing in chains would inevitably show flaws. Fortunately, Jiang Wen, who was meticulous in his work, had arranged his backup plan in advance. , which is the second golden book magic skill——
Nine Yin Scripture!
Compared with the Skull Taishou who traveled from the underworld in the Ming and Qing Dynasties and was extremely mysterious and treacherous, even if the original version of Huang Shang is slightly less mysterious, he is still a genius among martial arts masters. It also has miraculous effects, ensuring that Jiang Wen can still retain some strength. Anyway, the important thing is that the Jiuyin Manual records the magical martial arts "Soul Transferring Technique" that captures and seizes souls.
The Nine Yin Scriptures are vast and all-encompassing. This soul-moving method is said to be martial arts, but in fact it is a high degree of integration of martial arts, psychology, and hypnosis. It can use the laws of the human body to use speech, voice, gestures, movements, and scenery. The arrangement confuses the minds of others, causing them to make errors in judgment during the fight, amplifying psychological flaws, and ultimately defeating others without fighting.
When Huang Rong was able to use this technique to counter Elder Peng's mind-threatening technique, and when Yang Guo was able to rely on it to hypnotize Dalba to tell the truth, it showed the power of this technique. Therefore, in fact, from the moment the Jianghu people from Pingxi Prince's Palace stepped into Xitan Temple, they had already stepped into the soul-moving trap deliberately arranged by Jiang Wen. As the situation gradually developed, the fear and anxiety in their hearts were also solved step by step. , until they are destroyed!
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The old monks who closed their eyes and recited sutras have entered the subconscious state of extreme hypnosis. Years of practice have allowed them to still see clear and clear sutras in their minds even in this state. But for some reason, the source came from the old monks of Tiantai Sect. We all recite the contents of the Avatamsaka Sutra unconsciously.
"For example, if it is true, it can illuminate greatly; if you dedicate your good roots, it will also illuminate the world with great wisdom..."
"For example, it is true that it cannot be expressed in words; the deeds of good roots are also true, and all words cannot express it..."
Jiang Wen let out a deep breath. No matter what happened, he had to persevere. With these two great powers to deal with these people together, although there were some deviations in the process, as long as he persevered to the end, victory would be certain. Belong to your own side.
Jiang Wen could now see that all four of them were more or less under the influence of the soul-transferring technique.
The secret of the Soul-Transferring Technique is that it can be changed according to local conditions. King He Dao was very murderous, so he was aroused to the violence in his heart and led to his destruction. Another example is the Eight Immortals Swordsman, who had a close relationship. He was affected by the Soul-Transferring Technique. The flaws were magnified infinitely, and it was obvious that he had fallen deeper and deeper into the obsession with names and appearances, and had lost the courage to draw his sword and take action.
Just now Jiang heard what he said that he was from Shangqingguan. No wonder this man used the Wudang Zui Eight Immortals swordsmanship. He turned out to be an outsider Taoist priest who had returned to secular life. Because his awe for the masters in his heart was infinitely magnified, he regarded the old monks as peerless masters who lived in seclusion. He completely lost the intention of fighting and provoking, and he was able to subjugate an opponent in front of him.
It's just that the attitude of the remaining two people was ambiguous. They were neither willing to take action nor give up. They fanned behind their backs from time to time, which left Jiang Wen with nowhere to start. He could only vaguely see that the two of them were still ready to make a move, and would occasionally try to discuss the situation. thoughts emerged.
Jiang Wenyun started ventriloquism and said slowly: "Dear benefactors, Xitan Temple has opened a door of convenience to the outside world. As long as you can let go of your anger, ignorance and troubles through this door, the old monks will never stop you..."
Hearing what the old monks said, the Eight Immortals Swordsman Xu Chongzhen was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. He cupped his fists and raised his hands and was about to exit the hall, but the two men behind him joined forces to block his way.
"Xu Daxia, we two juniors are short-sighted and have little experience in the world. We have never been fortunate enough to be taught martial arts by senior masters. We can meet with all the eminent monks today, how can we return empty-handed?"
The two people behind him followed Xu Chongzhen's example and handed over their hands, but their expressions were somewhat relaxed and casual. One of them was standing tall and tall in a gray robe, and the other's palms were broad and full of energy. He looked like the same young man. , look at each other and move forward together.
"Amitabha, the two donors don't need to test the old monks. You might as well see a few peaks in this dusty monk's house. The old monks will definitely agree."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the man in the gray robe was the first to speak: "Thank you for your approval, senior! Although I come from a rough background, I am not a stubborn person. I just want a few seniors to comment on our martial arts!"
This request was too weird. Jiang Wen originally thought that they were seeing Lie Xinxi and wanted to secretly learn a few tricks. It would not be difficult for him to teach him the skins of Dian Yi Yang Zhi, Duan Jian, and Wu Luo Qing Yan Palm, but seeing them It seems that he wants to teach himself a few tricks? Is this some new trick to take advantage?
"Several seniors! These two little brothers are not weak in martial arts, but they have never really traveled in the world, and they still have some unruly minds. Seniors, don't blame them!"
Xu Chongzhen was horrified and wanted to stop the two of them. Just now, the old monks just pointed their magic fingers in the air, and King He Dao of the Pingxi Palace flew backwards and vomited blood. Such a method was unheard of, and it was obvious that he wanted to fight back the enemy with power. In fact, I don’t want to break my skin and hurt everyone. But if these two young men messed up things recklessly and caused the old monk to hurt people again, I wonder if Sidtan Temple would put an end to them and kill them!
"Don't worry, Master Xu. The two of us have our own sense of caution and won't be reckless."
Xu Chongzhen, the swordsman of the Eight Immortals, vaguely heard the meaning of their words, and Jiang Wen also knew to some extent what they were thinking. These two people were probably convinced of their image of being worldly masters, and wanted to test themselves in the name of asking for advice from the younger generation. They lost. They are not embarrassed and are not afraid of blame. Winning is an even greater achievement.
As Jiang Wen's mind raced, the opponent's robes began to vibrate and sway, and he raised his hand and punched out.
As the Beiming Zhenqi in the Tanzhong Qi Sea filled and circulated, like the essence, the old monks each stretched out a palm and pushed it forward, constantly clashing with the strange-shaped fists of the gray-robed man, and let out dull thunderous sounds. Bang bang, the movement of the man in gray robe became faster and faster with luck, and the fight between the two became more and more intense. No matter how ignorant others were, they could see that the man in gray robe regarded the old monk as someone who could not fight back. The punching bag who refused to retaliate had perfected his sharp and swift fist and kick skills.
Jiang Wen, who was fighting against the gray-robed man, felt it even more obvious. He relied on Beiming's true energy to protect his body, so that such a simple fist and kick fight did not cause him to vomit blood and destroy all his veins. He could also feel that there was a wave of energy in the gray-robed man's movements. The strength is getting stronger and stronger, gradually becoming one from head to toe, turning upside down like convergence and rotation.
Jiang Wen initially thought that the other party was using Tai Chi-like Kung Fu, but he quickly denied this guess. This person obviously just brought a kind of "strengthening energy", as stated in the "Tai Chi Sutra": " There should be no defects, no concavities and convexities, no discontinuities."
More specifically, the so-called full strength is not exclusive to Tai Chi, but relies on rigorous punching rules to allow each fulcrum of the triangle to move at the same time when the body exerts force, and each side to shorten or lengthen at the same time, so that the deformed force is stabilized and unified. , the shot was flawless.
Jiang Wen relied on his unparalleled martial arts attainments to see through the secrets, and gradually tested the opponent's strength with a Yang finger. Seeing that the moves were not successful, the gray-robed man's expression gradually turned serious at this time, and the strange-shaped fists in his hands kept turning sideways. The palm is like a knife, using its strength to fight against the Yang finger.
The two were deep in the sparring, and the man in gray robe suddenly withdrew with a strange chirp, stirring like a jackdaw caught in the rain, occupying the treetops and fluttering its feathers, and the whole tree was shaken by it, and like a kite falling from the water and rising from the shore, landing on the shore. The boat swayed and water splashed, and the whole boat was shaking unsteadily. At this time, he punched out his hands like beaks, and the flawless strength surged repeatedly. The huge force burst out through the gap, and the combined attack of the body, waist and hands actually had An earth-shattering feeling!
The gray-robed man only felt that he had exerted unprecedented strength and hit the opponent with such certainty that his eyes suddenly turned black and his whole body was depleted. He thought that it would be easy to crack open monuments and rocks.
"Donor, at such a young age, you are able to combine movement and stillness, clear distinction between reality and reality, firmness and softness, and you can exert infinite strength with every inch of strength and energy. You must have a family background in it..."
The hoarse and low voices came from the old monks. Several old monks who bowed their heads did not show any fluctuations. Their power seemed to be transmitted into the depths of the unbearable earth. He was also shocked in his heart and had no choice but to be honest. said.
"That's what the seniors said. The junior Huang Liang was born in a small village at the foot of Mount Emei. What he has learned since he was a child is only the superficial martial arts taught by his elders from generation to generation, which makes you laugh..."
Although he was speaking modestly at this time, his tone was full of pride. He was obviously quite confident in his martial arts, and he accepted all the praises from the old monks.
"Why should the benefactor be too humble? This Zonghe Fist is truly wonderful, and the old monks are also eye-opening..."
"Zong He Fist?"
Listening to Jiang Wen's comments, the man in gray robe murmured in astonishment, and then quickly used an indifferent attitude to cover up the slight flaws. Unfortunately, his every move did not escape Jiang Wen's sight——
Strange, does this person not know what kind of martial arts he is learning?
The so-called "strength" of Zonghequan refers to the "elasticity" erupted through the rapid contraction of human muscle tissue just like before. Some masters of Zonghequan with deep skills only need to hit the opponent when they fight. Any part of the body will cause the opponent to feel paralyzed like an electric shock, or be knocked down and thrown several feet away.
Zonghe Fist is supposed to be one of the White Crane Fists, but the kung fu performed by Huang Liang, a man in gray robe, has tampered with the good Crane Fist beyond recognition, and the progress of the moves is not complete. If it is learned by ordinary people, He has only practiced a few crop tricks throughout his life, but it is difficult for Huang Liang to understand the hidden "Zonghe Jin" from them and turn this rotten skill into a miracle.
The old monks were silent for a moment and continued to speak slowly: "This martial arts is infinitely mysterious, and the donor should learn more about it. If you have time, you might as well go deeper into Mount Emei..."
When Jiang Wen said this, he refused to say a word more, leaving Huang Liang, the man in gray robe, to freeze on the spot and fall into deep thought. His mind was filled with all this information, and he entered into mysterious speculations.
"That's it, thank you seniors!"
Regarding this, Jiang Wen is not just talking nonsense. At least he has long known through Yan Yongchun and Yuan Ziyi that the five famous masters of Crane Boxing are living in seclusion in Mount Emei. This beautiful and clumsy Zonghe Fist must be the same as the masters. Her old man has something to do with it - as for whether this unlucky child can find the fifth master, that is none of his business.
Just after dealing with Huang Liang's Zonghe Fist, another young man with a generous hand stepped forward, came to the old monks sitting cross-legged, and spoke in a rough voice.
"Old monk, I know that you are knowledgeable and skilled. I don't intend to make a fool of myself in public today, but I can't be a coward either!"
Before he finished speaking, the Eight Immortals Swordsman looked at each other angrily, and Huang Liang scratched his head in embarrassment. It was obvious that both of them had been hit by the map bomb and had nothing to do with this guy who spoke so freely.
The young man put up his posture nonchalantly and shouted: "As long as you can beat me in one move today and tell me the origin of my martial arts, I, Jian Fu, will stop immediately and I will do what I say."
"Amitabha……"
As the old monk's desolate Buddha horn sounded, the current meaning was self-evident, and Jian Fu, who looked like a boy from a peasant family, had also taken action boldly.
Facing Jian Fu's menacing punch, Jiang Wen originally planned to use the soft palm power of Wuluo Qingyan Palm to neutralize it. After all, he had used many martial arts skills today and successfully shaped Xitan Temple into a Zen martial arts. To learn what a holy land should look like, you cannot rely on habit to use the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms to defeat the strong.
But as soon as they met, Jiang Wen knew that the person in front of him was not as honest as he appeared. After several consecutive punches, what seemed to be a fierce and vicious punch hit his hand, but it turned out to be another cunning and vicious symbol. Taking advantage of the old monk's palm gestures, Jian Fu's left and right hands struck out at the same time. One by one, the horoscopes are going backwards along the path of Jiang Wen's palm!
Looking from the left, I saw Jian Fu's right hand with the palm facing up, moving forward to the left until it reached the throat level and grabbing the vital part; looking from the right, Jian Fu's left hand instantly turned into a fist, and the palm of his hand was as fast as lightning. Falling all the way back down to the left, you will immediately grab the old monk's waist!
These two palm techniques were extremely cunning and cunning, hurting people unprepared. They hit two key points in parallel, making it difficult to guard against them. Jiang Wen felt that the top two of the so-called four masters of the Pingxi Palace just took advantage of the preference and strength of the troops. Taking advantage of the convenience of weapons, when it comes to martial arts, the latter two young men are probably the rising stars.
Jian Fu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he was about to use all his strength to capture the old monk to break the formation, but suddenly he felt his hands were in pain, and a pair of skinny palms caught him, and pressed him invisibly. The acupuncture point suddenly felt numb, sore and unbearably swollen, and the move was broken as soon as he changed hands.
"The donor's hand does not have a fist shape, he uses the palm shape to do it, and he can also practice spitting messages from poisonous snakes without leaving any trace. He must have put in a lot of hard work, but it is a pity that the snake shape has too many flaws, and the old monks happen to know better. The Eagle Claw Method..."
Jiang Wen Yunshan said misty words, and he could tell at a glance that what Jian Fu was learning was the secret snake hand of the inner family, but he didn't know whether it was because he was restricted from learning from his master, or because his master died early, so his moves were strictly based on the formula. , so he takes the path of winning by surprise. Once he encounters a knowledgeable master, he will inevitably be a little overwhelmed.
"Eagle Claw Kung Fu? I seem to have heard of it sometime..."
Jian Fu hesitated and refused to believe it, and thought about Jiang Wen's words.
But what's interesting is that because Jiang Wen was used to casually saying the name "Snake-shaped Trickster", he thought that the other party would refute, but he didn't expect that Jian Fu also murmured to himself overjoyed, and was quite interested in this name. There is a feeling of love that cannot be put down.
Then the two young masters looked at each other, and the cunning in their eyes could not be hidden.
……What exactly is going on? The two of them had a close relationship together. Could it be that they had only learned obscure martial arts and practiced obscure moves?
"Huh? No wonder these two people went around asking for advice, and finally broke into Prince Pingxi's Mansion..."
The Eight Immortals Swordsman Xu Chongzhen murmured to himself. He was born in a famous Wudang family and guessed the truth at this time. You must know that the understanding of these two people is outstanding, and the martial arts they learned are actually hidden. It can be said that God favors them. This makes other people who practice hard It's so embarrassing to be defeated by them in kung fu. At this moment, his teeth were itching with hatred. He only wished that he was not a blind monk, so that he could not see these two people and kick them.
At this time, Jiang Wen finally understood that these two young men really did not come to learn martial arts secretly, but because the old monk had previously held back his moves and wanted to use them to learn from each other and break through his own bottleneck in martial arts. Fan also secretly learned the origin of his own martial arts, and took advantage of the situation to plan a path for the future.
The expressions of the two young men were a little cunning. If they really met the seniors in the world, they probably wouldn't care too much at this time. They could only tie up their hands and be used by others. Unfortunately, what they met today was not some extraordinary master, but someone who could not take advantage of them. Even if you get a bargain, you will suffer a loss. Jiang Wenjiang Zulu, the "gentleman's sword" with the golden sword Luo Yuantong, has said that since ancient times, a gentleman has always talked but never used his hands. His specialty is to trick people with words...
"Two benefactors, do you often compete with each other and learn from each other? Do you feel that each other's martial arts are very useful as a reference, but you only hate the endless knowledge?"
The old monks spoke slowly, their voices filled with countless desolation and desolation, and their words were met with countless shocks.
Huang Liang and Jian Fu were stunned when they heard this. Unexpectedly, the silent old monks spoke again, and they quickly asked overjoyed: "Huh? How did the seniors know about this?"
The old monks sighed with regret, and naturally they would not tell them that the two men's martial arts were obviously imitating each other. The sound of wind, thunder, bells and drums sounded along with another stick of incense, and he answered slowly.
"The old monks cut off their hair and went to the mountains in their early years without caring about worldly affairs. They originally wanted to bring these things into the coffin, but they did not expect that by a coincidence, they would meet the descendants of the two families by chance. The consequences of worldly affairs are true..."
This time, even the Eight Immortals Swordsmen pricked up their ears and listened carefully. They felt that although the old monks sitting cross-legged in front of them were withered, they were as unpredictable as the deep mountains and deep valleys. What they were about to say would also come out like water. , I was shocked.
"Amitabha... Thirty years ago, the old monks were lucky enough to witness the emergence of a martial arts on Qingcheng Mountain, but it was neither a crane nor a snake, with eight unique steps..."
"Neither a crane nor a snake? Has eight unique steps?"
Huang and Jian looked at each other and vaguely guessed the origin of the first four words, but they still couldn't understand the meaning of the last four words. At this time, the old monks no longer pretended to be profound, and they were talking about the three words like drums on the mountain. said the man.
"The so-called eight steps are the steps of the Eight Diagrams, which are like the shape of a pair of yin and yang fishes, like a snake swimming and entwining, with nine turns and eight steps encircling each other. When he is walking with fists and steps, his waist turns left and right like a dragon and snake, passing through If the two donors can really understand the full scope of this martial arts, the old monks will have no regrets in breaking the precepts..."
The sudden appearance of such detailed martial arts principles shocked everyone present to the point of hesitation and disbelief. Huang Liang and Jian Fu immediately clenched their fists and grabbed their wrists, their eyes widening with nervousness and excitement. Suddenly knowing that the martial arts of the two people around him had this connection, Xu Chongzhen, the Eight Immortal Swordsman, almost broke his teeth——
He had also vaguely heard rumors about the Eight Masters gathering in Qingcheng Mountain to discuss martial arts and creating a strange and erratic "Snake and Crane Eight Steps". It was a pity that in the past few decades, the parties concerned had escaped to death. The door disappeared into the world without any reason. But now listening to what these old monks mean, it seems that they have witnessed the birth of this martial arts with their own eyes? !
"Several seniors turned out...!
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Xu Chongzhen felt that his breathing was almost disturbed. When he woke up and looked at the other two people, he saw a trace of sincerity in the eyes of Huang and Jian. It seemed that in this historically solemn atmosphere, they were originally suspicious of each other. The two sides actually felt a sense of sympathy for each other and helping each other in the same boat.
The three of them were so blessed that their fortunes were in front of them. They knelt down on the ground without hesitation and knocked their heads on the green brick floor, making a muffled sound that went straight to the outside of the hall.
"Juniors are brave, please ask the seniors to clarify my doubts!
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The people outside Wei Tuo Hall were shocked when they heard this. They could not guess what happened inside to cause such a strange noise. The remaining three masters did not run away or fight, but they seemed to be fascinated by each other. Soul?
No sound could be heard in the main hall, all dharma disappeared, and the old monks fell into a long-lasting silence. They seemed to turn into six ugly stone statues on the spot, without any reaction for a long time. The sense of time was infinitely magnified. The three people who were kneeling on the ground almost thought that the monks had disappeared from the sky because of leaking the secret, when they heard a faint voice ringing in their ears.
"Ahem, Amitabha, speaking of which, this martial art has some connections with your Wudang..."
A weak voice accompanied them beside them. The old monks kept their mouths shut and bowed their heads, but the words almost seemed to surge deep in the souls of the three of them. The green smoke and dust dancing in the air also brought back the scene of this vanished ancient martial arts world. Adds a dreamy atmosphere.
"The so-called snake and crane can actually be interpreted as the turtle and crane. The snake shape and the tricky hands actually come from the shape of the turtle, and the power of the crane comes from the meaning of the crane. Just like the Patriarch Sanfeng of Wudang got a glimpse of the principles of Tai Chi, and the eight masters day and night In the confusion of constantly sparring and competing, I bumped into some sneaky, erratic and extraordinary things..."
"I'm sending Patriarch Sanfeng?!"
Another mythical name quietly appeared. The three people kneeling on the ground began to tremble, preparing to listen to this secret that had long been extinct in the martial arts world. The Eight Immortals Swordsman Xu Chongzhen could not hide the trembling in his voice.
"Amitabha, that's exactly what happened. In fact, Patriarch Sanfeng didn't tell outsiders that this martial art is actually related to a demon."
"In the former Yuan Dynasty, there was a big demon who wiped out the world with blood. Countless masters fought with the demon and died in bloody battles. Only one master was able to turn the tide, but he died because of it. There were only two disciples left under his disciples who witnessed everything and inherited his mantle and created a new world. Martial arts, this martial art was finally spread in the hands of Patriarch Sanfeng.”
Xu Chongzhen knelt down and his eyes were splitting. He faced Huang and Jian tremblingly and said firmly: "That's right! I vaguely heard the master mention this matter. It was King Shura, a master of the evil sect who was revered as the former Yuan Dynasty Master... "
The old monks seemed to turn a deaf ear to this. They put their hands together and closed their eyes to get rid of all the obstacles of the five aggregates. What they said was like the Buddha's narration of 84,000 Dharma doors. It was just to state the truth directly. There was no other reason for the form and meaning of the words.
"The defeated general is nothing to care about. And you must keep in mind that one of these two senior masters is called Turtle Immortal and the other is Crane Immortal..."
