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On the stone platform of Jie Pavilion.
The two young Hengshan disciples couldn't help but show a bit of amusement. They were also dissatisfied with the young head of the Yu family in Nanyue County. However, he had a profound background and was not someone they, two unknown Hengshan disciples, could offend. Now Someone raised their eyebrows, and the two of them felt relieved. As for whether Su Qinian and the other four could bear the consequences, they didn't care.
"You are so brave!"
Under the gaze of everyone, as soon as the eyes of the young master of the Yu family stood up, cold light flashed out. As soon as the inner energy in his hands was released, he was about to strike cruelly.
Unexpectedly, the fat man's big hand was as motionless as an iron pliers, and the young head of the Yu family only felt that the internal energy that he had escaped from was like a cow in the sea, sinking into the opponent's palm, without any effect at all.
Snapped!
The next moment, the fat man let go, and struck again like lightning. With a slap, the young head of the Yu family flew out, spitting out several bloody teeth in the air, and half of his face instantly swelled like a steamed bun.
What!
At this time, some of the disciples of the sects and aristocratic families who were not optimistic about it showed surprise. The young fat man had clearly not established a foundation, and there was no internal energy fluctuation in his body. However, the young head of the Yu family had already penetrated nearly five of the twelve twelve rules. Seriously, being slapped like this made many casual cultivators and knight-errants feel toothache, but they felt extremely happy in their hearts.
Speaking of which, many wanderers and knights also understand that in the eyes of many famous sects and children of aristocratic families, they are not people in the world at all. They are just scattered flowers, grass and green leaves that decorate the rivers and lakes. They are dispensable. To put it bluntly, there are so many stinky fish and shrimps in these vast rivers and lakes that they are not worthy of attention.
But because of this, they are even more unwilling to give up, and would rather fight hard to survive in this vast world. It’s not that they are willing to watch the show, or that they follow trends. Only this opportunity can allow them to learn a little bit. They are small people with little or no foundation. This is their only chance, although very few of them can achieve anything in the end. But in the end there is hope.
So many times, they desire respect more than anyone else, they are bohemian, they are wild and wild, they can disagree with each other, wield swords and guns, after years and decades, they finally become old oily, and oily. It's not the heart that's beautiful, it's the pieces of it that have been polished smooth by the wind and rain. Then hit the wrinkled old face.
"Yes, a master?"
The old man, who was seven or eight feet away, squeezed the wine gourd in his hand, let go, showed a wry smile, and murmured: "I'm really old. It seems it's time to go back. There are still two acres of land in the countryside. It’s enough to eat and drink.”
"It turns out that he is a disciple of Wudang, and the Turtle Snake Fist is quite interesting in releasing the force and controlling it."
At this time. Yu Jueqing, who had never moved at all, spoke. His light gold robe was fluttering, his eyes were cold, and his tone was even colder. He looked at the fat man and said calmly: "Now you can slap your own hands, kowtow to the young head of the Yu family in Nanyue County and admit your mistake, and then you can leave."
He spoke in an understatement, and the two young Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain who were accompanying him also glanced at Su Qinian and the four of them with an overlooking and contemptuous look.
The fat man smiled and looked at the little Celestial Master's younger brother with an extremely cold gaze. He said in a deep voice: "The use of force is not to bully the weak. Martial virtues and martial virtues. If you have martial arts, you must also have virtues. If you have martial arts but no virtue, you will lose the face of the whole country!"
The eyes of the two young Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain became colder, but Yu Jueqing did not get angry, but said calmly: "The world of martial arts is originally about swords and shadows. If you can't withstand even this little wind and rain, you can withdraw from the world as soon as possible. What kind of martial ethics? Except for slaying demons, they are just the cry of the weak. When power cannot suppress everything, use reason to support it. It can only quench thirst by drinking poison. Well, you can slap your mouth now. If it were not for the Wudang sect, none of you would be intact today. go out."
"In that case, there's nothing more to say."
The fat man's eyes were colder than ever before, and many casual cultivators and knight-errants around him were dumbfounded and felt a great sense of shame in their hearts.
"Damn it, I can't bear it any longer! The worst I can do is get beaten to a cripple, and my life is at stake. Kill me if you can!"
A middle-aged ranger who was in his prime was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and had a palm mark on his chest. He shouted angrily: "It's just that he was born well, and his innate physique and understanding are better than mine. This is destined by God. You didn't earn it by yourself. You are lucky. If you join a famous sect, I can only struggle hard. Yes, your cultivation is far inferior to that of me. I may not be able to achieve your current achievements if I work hard all my life. But please don't be complacent and think you can look down on me. All living beings in the world look at me, the sages and sages all say benevolence, but you only make me sick!"
"presumptuous!"
A young Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain scolded him coldly. He took one step forward, and the inner family's true energy, which was close to a third-rate master, burst out of his body. The true energy field was like a heavy hammer, crushing the air, and the middle-aged ranger arrived in the blink of an eye. Three feet in front of you.
call!
The fat man moved, he stepped on the Bagua position, took one step forward, and stood between the two. He made a fist seal, and a five-color furnace filled with chaotic energy emerged on the edge of the fist and penetrated forward.
puff! The field of true energy was punctured. The fat man's body trembled slightly and he took half a step back. The young Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain raised his eyebrows. Yu Jueqing frowned slightly and said: "I don't know what is good or bad. It turns out that I am practicing Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" When you reach the ninth floor, no wonder you are confident. Junior Brother Wu, just take action and interrupt whichever hand strikes. No one can blaspheme the reputation of Longhu Mountain."
Turning his eyes, Yu Jueqing looked at the middle-aged ranger and said calmly: "As for this person, don't kill him. Take him back to Longhu Mountain and recite the Taoist scriptures in front of the statue of the Tianshi for the rest of his life. Being taught by the Heavenly Master’s Taoism can be regarded as a blessing and good fortune.”
The fat man heard the words but sneered: "Imprisonment can be so shameless. You have a good reputation in Longhu Mountain, but have you ever taken Wudang seriously? What a grand pomp and show, what a great merit and fortune!"
"shut up!"
Next to Yu Jueqing, the young Taoist priest called Junior Brother Wu took action.
The inner family's true energy, which is close to being a third-rate master, blooms. This is an astonishing oppression. The true energy field crushes the air. Many people in the world only feel that their chests are heavy and their breathing is stagnant.
A palm is like a dragon or a tiger. If the wind and clouds gather, it penetrates into the vacuum, and even rubs against the vacuum barrier, producing little sparks.
""Wind and Cloud Palm"!"
There are disciples of sects and aristocratic families who are shouting, "The clouds follow the dragon, the wind follows the tiger," this is the "Wind and Cloud Palm" of Longhu Mountain that is famous all over the world. It is the headmaster of Longhu Mountain of the previous generation, who was personally named the pillar of the country by the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. Created by a generation of heavenly masters, after the disciples of Longhu Mountain build the foundation, everyone needs to practice and comprehend a second-rate superior palm technique, which contains the true essence of the Longhu Mountain Taoism.
This palm pierced through, and the fat man stood in front of the middle-aged ranger, but he did not dodge or avoid it, and did not even show any sign of taking action. He just resisted the surging true energy field to prevent those behind him from receiving it. spread.
Suddenly, Yu Jueqing seemed to notice something and shouted: "Be careful!"
Tsk!
A fist, in front of the fat man, turned from virtual to solid, and came out of the vacuum. It looked simple and unpretentious, with only a ray of floating light wrapped around the fist edge, and it touched the Taoist priest's palm like lightning.
Any real energy palm power disappeared like white snow in the spring in front of this ray of light.
Click!
There was a clear sound of bone cracking, and the young Taoist priest's entire forearm twisted instantly, and his body flew out like a broken piece of lint.
"Junior Brother Wu!"
Another young Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain shouted in surprise, and as soon as his body moved, he took action to help him resolve his strength.
Bang!
Who knew that as soon as his two hands touched his body, it was like being struck by lightning, and an indescribable force of unforged fists was transmitted. No amount of blood and true energy could be resolved. The next moment, the two of them were like gourds rolling on the ground. , fell into a ball.
This was an astonishing scene. A figure turned from virtual to real. It was not until the punch was fired that the figure appeared in front of the fat man.
An ordinary boy who looked about sixteen years old, dressed in a green shirt and with black hair like ink.
Su Qinian's eyes were slightly cold. At the same time, he stretched out a finger and gently moved it towards Yu Jueqing. He said lightly: "I don't want to listen to your fallacies. Let's take action. Just follow what you said. Big fists are the truth." .”
There was silence in all directions, and some disciples of Jianghu sects and aristocratic families looked solemn. They vaguely smelled something unusual. In fact, Taoist sects have always competed for the ownership of the ancestral home, such as Quanzhen Sect, Maoshan Sect, Shenxiao Sect, Baiyun Temple, Gezao Mountain and so on, among which the three great sects of Quanzhen Sect, Longhu Mountain, Wudang Mountain and Zhongnan Mountain are the most important, all of which are the major sects of the country.
In the past hundred years, the holy family of Longhu Mountain has been solemn. Not only was the previous generation of heavenly masters canonized as the pillars of the country and the first-class national master, Longhu Mountain was also allowed to go out of Jiangxi Road, and the land of incense was no longer limited to one place. .
This is not a trivial matter. Even if the Taoist sects reported to the Ministry of Rites and asked the current emperor to take back his life, they could not get any response.
Yu Jueqing's indifferent eyes gradually turned cold. He was still indifferent, but a sharp edge began to permeate his body.
"You defeated Junior Brother Wu, who was close to a third-rate master, by mastering one of the Twelve Sutras. It seems that you built your foundation by perfecting the ninth level of Wudang's Turtle and Snake Kung Fu." Yu Jueqing looked at Su Qinian, "And that boxing technique seems to be derived from the Turtle Snake Fist. I don't know if it is a new kung fu derived by some Wudang master."
"But it's a pity that you are too conceited. It's no wonder that you have achieved such an achievement at such a young age."
Yu Jueqing held the hilt of the fiery red sword with the dragon and tiger behind him with his backhand. In an instant, his whole person exuded a scorching temperament. This temperament was lonely and proud, as if everything was ignored. (Please subscribe, please subscribe, please subscribe, and create high-quality products. Come to Qidian to support genuine subscriptions.) (To be continued.)
