Before leaving Shandong, Chen Xixiang dealt with the large wave of pursuers from Shandong.
At the same time, I learned some deeper information about the Demon Fist lineage, and understood that there is actually a saying in the martial arts world of "one demon, two Buddhas and three swordsmen".
The murder he caused in the dense forest of Yizhou Prefecture.
Among them, more than fifty Qing court Tatars and more than twenty foreigners were killed by him like mowing grass.
The reason why this move is so bloody is that on the one hand, his practice has reached a new level, he is still and restless, and he wants to use these desperate pursuers to prove his strength in one go.
Another reason lies elsewhere.
But in today's world, the evil spirits are weak and regard foreigners as honored guests and Chinese people as horses and cattle.
It can be said that in the eyes of these evil Tatars, the life of one foreigner is more important than the lives of a hundred common people.
After he killed the two priests, he could basically predict that in order to appease the foreigners, they would probably do anything to scapegoat the common people.
This is not something that has never happened in history.
Therefore, under this possible situation, Chen Xixiang once again took the initiative to approach the Tatar pursuers and foreigners of the Qing court, causing an even greater wave of commotion!
And he also deliberately allowed five or six foreigners to escape.
Just to tell these people.
All this is done by one person.
Let these people use thousands of troops to chase and intercept him alone, and do not use innocent people as scapegoats.
The deaths of more than a hundred people in the deep forests of Yizhou were all caused by him, all to show off his muscles and threats.
Let them know.
Only people like him can do this kind of thing. Ordinary people can't do it at all. No one believes in scapegoating people.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
Chen Xixiang came out of Shandong.
Sure enough, because of the major case in the deep forest of Yizhou Prefecture, more and more crazy soldiers were chasing him.
But he has already reached the state of "not seeing or hearing, and avoiding danger when aware of it".
Usually, he has a subtle sense of large-scale pursuit and interception by officers and soldiers, but if it is a small group, he will immediately turn back and start a massacre!
In just one month.
Chen Xixiang passed through two provinces and encountered thirteen waves of pursuing soldiers.
But he was alone and killed seven waves of pursuers, nearly two hundred people, including foreigners and Tatars!
The Forbidden City in Beijing shocked the government and the public.
And in Chuxiu Palace.
The Demon Queen looked at the angry clauses from Germany on the document, her knuckles turned white, and she said sharply:
"The Ai family doesn't believe it. A Taoist from the mountains has truly become an immortal. He killed so many Qing officers and soldiers by himself. Even foreign guns can't deal with him!"
In the palace, all the eunuchs and maids were shaking with fear.
In front of the curtain, a military attache wearing a flower feather on his head waved his sleeves, knelt down and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, this person has already reached an incredible level. He has reached the pinnacle of boxing skills and has a sharp mind. He is almost on par with the living Buddhas of Tantric Buddhism. To kill this person, we cannot use the army. We can only invite some people like him. Only people can deal with it.”
boom!
The Demon Queen slapped the document with her palms, which had become wrinkled due to old age.
The heart fluctuates.
She suddenly raised her head and looked at Changbai Mountain, the ancestral homeland of the Jianzhou Jurchens, and remembered that the God of the Qing Dynasty had come to Kyoto during this period.
Please deal with beings like this kind of people...
"Can...please...him..."
The Demon Queen's voice trembled, but she gritted her teeth.
"Pass to Zhang Zhongtang."
One day later.
At Zhang Zhidong's house.
A military general wearing long robes and a mandarin jacket, with high eyebrows, a nose like an eagle, and cold eyes came to the door.
He is Yan Xiaoguo, the number one martial artist in the Qing Dynasty who won the top spot from Wu Ke Township last year.
Yan Xiaoguo was a high-ranking official in the imperial court for three generations, and he also received Western education. More importantly, his ability to obtain the official position of Wu Zhuangyuan, the nominal "No. 1 Warrior in the World," already shows his strength.
After passing the front hall of Zhang Zhongtang, Yan Xiaoguo walked straight into the study, knocked on the door, and saw the master of the imperial court.
However, they discovered that there was actually a person wearing a robe sitting in the guest seat next to the master in the middle hall.
Yan Xiaoguo wrinkled his nose slightly, and for some reason he smelled a faint stench in the sandalwood-filled room.
He glanced at the man wearing a robe, his whole body covered in it, not even showing his face, and thought deeply in his heart;
Is the one in this robe the God of the Qing Dynasty?
It seems that he saw Yan Xiaoguo's thoughts.
Zhang Zhongtang was holding tea in one hand and flicking the tea cup with the other, saying:
"Don't get me wrong Xiaoguo, he is not that person, but he is also one who came out of Changbai Mountain."
The man in the robe on the seat spoke, his voice was very clear, as pure as a baby, and said:
"You can call me Lord Bai. The Supreme Demon has already left Beijing."
The old demon from Montenegro is no longer in Beijing.
Zhang Zhongtang took a sip of Biluochun.
If that person were here, how could he dare to sit down, let alone be in such a dull mood.
The old demon from Montenegro came to his house twice.
Once, there was a strange phenomenon caused by the flowing fire in the world in July.
He came to ask the court to collect the strange things that happened in the world.
The second time, after the few pieces of paper he got were presented directly to him, he left the world again like a god descending into the world.
But he doesn't know if his successor and enemy have been found.
As for Master Bai, he followed the old demon to the capital the second time.
"I wonder Xiaoguo, have you ever heard of the Five Dark Fist Demons in the folk martial arts world?" Zhang Zhongtang asked.
Yan Xiaoguo's eyes fluctuated and he looked at "Master Bai" and said: "Fox yellow and white willow gray, it seems that you are the white demon among the five demons?"
He was trained in martial arts, and now he is actually the number one expert in the imperial court. Naturally, he also knows all kinds of secrets and rumors in the martial arts world.
In the martial arts world, apart from the God of Changbai Mountain, there are two monks who meditate and practice their minds.
The remaining masters are three sword immortals, four immortals, and five great masters.
These five demonic fists were able to fight Yang Luchan's four old immortals to great effect, disrupting the martial arts world for more than ten years, and it has reached the next generation, once again causing a great turmoil in the current martial arts world.
With Dong Haichuan and Guo Yunshen as their disciples, they want to organize something like the "North-South Martial Arts Conference" in the south, hoping to abandon sectarian opinions, create the current situation, and cultivate the next generation who can compete with the five demonic fists.
From this point of view, I am afraid that each of the five great demons has a "Gang Jin" cultivation level equivalent to that of the five great masters.
Zhang Zhongtang finished his cup of tea and said:
"Yan Xiaoguo, the influence of the evil way is so great that it affects the relationship between our Qing Dynasty and other countries. Now I order you to lead three hundred of your army's best soldiers. With Master Bai helping you, within three months, you must bring the evil way to the forefront. See."
"As you command!"
Yan Xiaoguo waved his robe and bowed down, his voice was as deep as thunder and his words were like nails.
…………
midwinter.
Chen Xixiang walked from the north to the south, but felt that the air was colder.
It is rare for Foshan to have heavy snowfall.
Chen Xixiang was still wearing a single coat in the heavy snow, but when the snowflakes fell on his clothes, they were bounced up and could not stay.
Because he was entering the city and wanted to avoid being too conspicuous in the city, Chen Xixiang controlled his facial muscles and changed his appearance, so he changed into a teaching robe worn by scholars.
It was as if he had changed his appearance and was reincarnated.
When it comes to Gang Jin, the precision of muscle control throughout the body is incomprehensible to people who are not at this level.
And coupled with the ability to "avoid danger".
It can be said that as long as he does not want to die, even if people in a country want to hunt him down, they will not be able to find him.
The hunt for him stopped and disappeared more than a month ago.
Although wanted orders are still hanging in various provincial and county government offices.
But no one comes to die anymore.
"It seems that a more powerful wave of pursuit is brewing. Do you know that a few officers and soldiers are useless? Then... will you let the old demon come forward?"
Chen Xixiang's cultivation has now reached a level that is second to none in the world.
Sun Lutang and him were also in between.
The only person who can make him feel powerful and threatened again is the number one demon in the world.
As for the imperial court and the great powers, he did not pay attention to them at all.
Especially the Tatars' energy will be completely exhausted in a few years.
The Demon Queen and the Qing Dynasty will all be crushed by the wheels of history and no longer exist.
At Chen Xixiang's level of cultivation, he only expected the old demon from Montenegro, or to meet and fight with Wang Chao and Tang Zichen.
Although the realm is one step away, if you can encounter a wave of fights with people in this realm in advance and then retreat calmly, then you will have a lot of confidence in breaking through to the realm of national martial arts and seeing gods.
With his current strength and Qing Qi Kung, if he wanted to leave, he could just leave.
"Now that we've arrived in Foshan, let's find out how Li Cunyi and others are doing with their 'Northern Boxing to the South' project."
It took Chen Xixiang more than three months to travel from Shandong to Foshan.
The snow is falling heavily and the cold wind is howling.
People on both sides of the road were hunching their necks, circling the snow on the road, hands in sleeves, and hurried home.
Pedestrians are in a hurry.
Chen Xixiang glanced at it and felt the aura of human beings rushing towards him, and smiled slightly.
He himself walked on the street, taking in all the various forms of living beings in his heart, which actually made his heart warm.
The Tao is in thousands of households, and the Tao is in the three religions and nine streams.
suddenly.
His eyes flickered.
"Well, is this a flower photo shoot?"
I saw a beggar on the opposite side of the crowded road next to the shop, wrapped in a tattered cotton-padded jacket and a pair of dirty shiny trousers. His head was two feet long, like a henhouse piled on his head, and he had an unkempt beard. .
His hand slapped the head of a child in the crowd like lightning. With this slap, a lot of dust-like things spilled out from between his fingers.
The child felt someone patting his head, suddenly sneezed, and passed out.
The disheveled beggar smiled faintly, and put a very skillful hand into the child's arm, just as he was about to pick him up and walk away.
Chen Xixiang just saw it, but there was someone who was faster than him. It should be said that he was not far from the beggar.
It was a slender white woman's hand that clasped and clasped on his wrist, twisting the beggar's wrist into a strange posture.
The beggar's face turned pale and he screamed like a pig being killed.
"Ahhhh!!"
The beggar's scream immediately caused chaos in the crowd.
The person who took action was a beautiful-browed woman wearing a black cloak.
Next to her stood a young man wearing a locomotive hat, his body as straight as a gun.
The woman threw the beggar away with just one hit and a flick, which was the technique of Baguazhang.
At the same time, the crowd dispersed, and someone immediately went to help the beggar.
It turns out there are accomplices.
Several fierce roars came from one person:
"If you dare to choke on that road, you must have stretched your hands too wide!"
The woman’s face was delicate and expressionless when she heard the words:
"The car and boat shop's legs and teeth should be killed even if they are not guilty. This sentence is indeed correct."
At the same time as she finished her words, she stepped a few steps away, approached one of the beggars, made a circle with her steps, and walked around like lightning, then pushed the man from behind his neck, causing him to lose consciousness and fall to the ground.
"It's Gong's Baguazhang."
Chen Xixiang whispered in his heart, looking at the woman's footwork and strength, he recognized the woman's origin.
