In the golden building.
As soon as the young Taoist priest in black and white robes stepped in, the whole place fell into silence.
At this moment, everyone felt the emotion in their hearts.
As if he knew in his heart that someone had appeared at the door, he looked up and saw this person.
As soon as he walked towards the twenty-one seats in the center of the Golden Building, he attracted the attention of everyone present.
Master Yang, the young master of the Tai Chi Sect, felt his heart skip a beat:
"The rightful owner has finally arrived."
The head of the Chen Family Tai Chi Sect also looked solemn:
"This is the person who told us three days ago? He is so young!"
Liu Baiyuan, Arm King Chuck, Liang Kun, Huang Feihong, Su Can, Mr. Zan, Chen Huashun, Peng Ganwu, and other masters from the northern and southern martial arts circles all stood up.
"Is it the Taoist who delivered the message?"
"very young!"
Even though three days have passed, many of them still can't understand how Chen Xixiang managed to transmit sound into the house without anyone outside. This is too incredible.
The Taoist approached the seat. His skin was as delicate as jade, exuding a faint luster. He glanced at all the masters present and said slowly:
"Three days ago, Pindao personally invited eighteen martial arts sects, and no one was absent today. Finally, everyone is willing to give Pindao this face."
There are a total of twenty-one people in this seat today.
Except for Chen Xixiang, Li Cunyi, and Gong Baotian, the eighteen others were all invited by Li Cunyi from the northern and southern martial arts circles to Foshan after a year.
Mr. Zan stood up, bowed slightly and said:
"It turns out that the person who only heard his voice three days ago was Zhenren. Today, Zhenren is in front of him and we are all here. What exactly does Zhenren want to do? It's better to speak frankly."
He was quite shocked by Chen Xixiang three days ago, so there was some respect and awe in his words.
Peng Qianwu, the leader of another Tai Chi sect sitting on the seat, twirled his beard and looked at Chen Xixiang with a cold smile in his eyes.
Especially when he glanced at his apprentice Zhao Xinchuan.
Originally, he didn't expect that Zhao Xinchuan could bring him such a big gift. It explained that he had gained incredible kung fu training and realm, which made him have some changes in his view of his apprentice.
But he didn't expect that Zhao Xinchuan was very honest and actually told him that what he brought back to him was only a copy, and the original was given to a Taoist master who saved his life.
This is the Taoist man today!
After Mr. Zan spoke, Master Yang, the young master of the Yang Style Taiji Sect, slowly took a sip of tea and said: "Today the real master invites all the masters from all over the world for what purpose. If you are here, you should also know better. In this world of martial arts in the north and south, There have always been deep grievances, especially after I arrived in Foshan, there were more fights and killings among disciples of several sects, and in the end I had to bring out the elders."
Originally, there were different sects in Tai Chi Sect.
None of the Peng, Chen, and Yang families accepted the other's orders. They all claimed that they were orthodox in Tai Chi and had accumulated serious grievances.
After seeing all the big shots present, Ip Man and Wu Zhongsu started to get down to business and talked about today's business.
Then, they looked expectantly at the young Taoist who was being questioned by several sect leaders, and heard him sigh slowly:
"I have invited all of you here today. Most of you know part of the reason."
"The first is that the Demon Fist lineage is waiting for an opportunity to counterattack the martial arts world. The threat is outside. My senior brother Li Cunyi took the initiative to bring up the 'Northern Quan Nan Chuan'. He wanted to eliminate the gap between the North and the South and plan for future generations. He proposed to establish a 'Chinese Martial Arts Museum' to bring the North and the South together." Only when all the masters from various sects join in and cultivate more outstanding juniors can we hope to maintain the inheritance of each sect.”
"The second is the idea that Pindao had after he came to Foshan and saw an incident where Demon Fist turned into a spy and sow discord in order to disrupt the integration of the northern and southern martial arts."
"In Pindao's view, the grievances between the northern and southern martial arts circles stem from the division of the northern and southern martial arts circles in the world. Just because the land is divided into the north and the south, and the boxing is also divided into the north and the south, people are also divided into the north and the south. This is actually the source of all troubles. "
"In ancient times, the general trend of the world has always been that unity leads to peace, and division leads to chaos. Today, Pindao plans to work with you all to eliminate the division between the north and the south."
After hearing this.
The heads of each boxing school were silent.
Just one sentence?
Gong Er silently watched the young Taoist below from behind the screen.
Liu Baiyuan sat there with his chest crossed, pushed up his sunglasses, and asked calmly:
"Go? How do you plan to go?"
At this time, Li Cunyi and Gong Baotian were slightly nervous, waiting for Chen Xixiang's next words to come out, which would inevitably cause chaos in the room.
Chen Xixiang turned to look at Liu Baiyuan, put his hands behind his hands and said: "As the saying goes, every grievance has its own owner, and every debt has its owner. The hatred and hatred among the various martial arts sects are indeed people who are no longer of this generation, but who do not know. Things that happened many generations ago are accumulated bit by bit, and grievances are repaid, generation after generation..."
"Today Pindao might as well say something to you directly. In order to unify the northern and southern martial arts worlds, Pindao alone will take care of the grievances and hatreds between the sects and masters."
"It's in this golden building today."
Chen Xixiang's eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and his voice was cold:
"No matter what grudges you all had against each other before today, today, you can regard Pindao as the person who has enmity with you. I have taken over his grudge for Na Ling. All grudges will be resolved today by Pindao. The hand of Tao will resolve them one by one for you..."
As soon as these words were spoken, countless people in Jinlou felt a sense of arrogance and domineering from this young Taoist.
"this!"
"What a loud tone!"
"Are you going to challenge all the masters in the world with just one person?"
"What this means is that all hatred can be placed on him. Anyone who wants revenge today can come to him. If you can beat him to death, will it be considered revenge? If not, you have to listen to his words and resolve the problem. A grudge."
on the seat.
Liu Baiyuan looked at Chen Xixiang and whispered to himself: "Kicking over the waves of the world with both feet, and carrying all the sorrows of the past and present on one shoulder. He is such a real person. I don't say whether he can do it or not. This kind of pride is really admirable."
There are eternal grievances in the martial arts world, and some have lasted for unknown generations.
Take the Chen and Yang Tai Chi sects for example. This is the grudge of the previous generation. Because Yang Luchan established his own Tai Chi school and created the Yang style of Tai Chi, he made Chenjiagou Tai Chi dissatisfied. Therefore, when walking outside, the Chen and Yang families never dealt with him. .
For example, Tie Qiao San, Huang Qiying and others who were born in the Ten Tigers of Guangdong have innate and irresolvable sectarian grievances with the martial arts masters from Songshan North Shaolin because many of them became apprentices in Putian South Shaolin.
The grievances between these sects are simply a mess. Even if a saint is alive, it is impossible to figure out who was right and who was wrong dozens or hundreds of years ago. Most people in the martial arts world are fighting for their wills.
Often for a trivial matter, or because someone loses face, he would hide in the mountains and forests to practice kung fu hard, and then regain his face.
This is how a lot of hatred arises.
Now.
This young Taoist planned to stir up this ancient martial arts feud and resolve it directly in the simplest and most brutal way.
Chen Xixiang stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, his eyes fell on the twenty martial arts masters from the north and south present today, and said:
"After I finished speaking, I think it's better to start with Tai Chi Sect."
In an instant, all the martial arts masters from the north and south in the hall, as well as juniors such as Ye Wen and Gong Er, all looked at the people from the three Taiji sects.
Peng Ganwu's eyes paused between Chen Wuhou and Young Master Yang.
But the next moment, he stood up, touched his beard, and smiled at Chen Xixiang:
"The fight between the Chen and Yang Tai Chi sects for orthodoxy has nothing to do with my Peng family. I really don't mind giving the name orthodox to any of them. However, I do mind one thing, and that is the things of my Peng family. No. Anyone can take it.”
"Since you, the great master, want to resolve the grudges, why not take out the things belonging to my Peng family and return them to me."
When he spoke, the others were confused.
Did Chen Xixiang take anything from the Peng Family Tai Chi Sect?
Zhao Xinchuan's expression on the side changed quickly, and he immediately said: "Master, that secret book is not from our sect. It is what the disciples harvested outside. Because the real person saved..."
Before he finished speaking, Peng Ganwu turned around and stared at him with cold eyes, and sneered: "Okay, I really raised a good apprentice..."
Zhao Xinchuan's heart skipped a beat as he realized that he was openly disobeying his master in public.
"go away!"
Peng Ganwu shouted coldly and turned to look at Chen Xixiang: "Before you resolve the grievances of other sects, come and settle the accounts with me. According to what you said, if you lose, just obediently hand over the real secret book to me."
He was overjoyed when he saw Tang Zichen's notes presented by Zhao Xinchuan at first, but then he learned that this was actually a copy that Zhao Xinchuan gave him, and the original was given to another person by Zhao Xinchuan.
Peng Ganwu was already suspicious, so he subconsciously suspected that the secret book he had obtained did not contain all the contents of the secret book.
Now that I have met the rightful owner today.
Peng Qianwu originally regarded the contents of Tang Zichen's notes as the teachings of heaven and man, and his greed was completely uncontrollable. He wanted to get "more" and decided that Chen Xixiang had "more".
After Peng Ganwu finished speaking, he turned around and glanced at the young man beside him, saying:
"Let's get our Peng family's things back with dad."
The young man straightened his body and said calmly: "Yes."
At that moment, both of them walked towards Chen Xixiang.
Wan Laisheng, who came from the south, saw the young man following Peng Ganwu out, as if he was about to join the father-son army, and his eyes were solemn:
"This young man must be Peng Ganwu's seventh son."
Peng's Taiji Sect is different from Chenjiagou. It was founded by a founder named Peng Xiaowen. By Peng Qianwu's generation, it was already the sixth generation.
In this generation, the Peng family has produced a genius who is comparable to Peng Xiaowen. His level of kung fu is already high, and can be compared with Wan Laisheng himself, Li Cunyi, Gong Baotian and others present. Unfortunately, he was born to Peng Qianwu and a woman from a foreign race. In the Peng family, which has strict family rules, orthodoxy cannot be inherited.
Some younger people have never heard of this.
But masters such as Mr. Zan, Liang Kun, Huang Feihong, Liu Baiyuan, etc. have all heard of this genius of the Peng family.
The young man followed his father Peng Ganwu out of the seat, stared at Chen Xixiang, and said slowly:
"In martial arts training, the higher the kung fu, the more difficult it is for two fists to defeat four hands, and the higher the state. After all, we are all human. Even if I cultivate Dan Jin, the most I can do is to fight three Huajin masters at the same time without losing. Sun Lutang's record It’s just a matter of one versus five Huajin masters during the Dan Jin period.”
"Today my father and I fight against you at the same time. It's unfair to you, but there's nothing we can do about it."
After he finished speaking, he bowed to Chen Xixiang.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Get our things back."
Peng Ganwu sneered at his son's actions, sneered, and spun his feet.
Wow!
In an instant, air flow actually started to circulate in the Golden Tower, spreading with the center of the circle under his feet.
Peng Ganwu moved all of a sudden.
Liu Baiyuan's eyes were closed tightly under his sunglasses, and he felt with his ears, saying in his heart: "Peng Qianwu is the leader, and in terms of cultivation, he is definitely comparable to Chen Wuhou, the leader of Chenjiagou. He is as soft as a swimming fish in Tai Chi. , only use the waist and abdomen to exert force, the force of the first blow is especially unprepared."
At the same time, Peng Qizi's body moved closely behind his father, and he took off in an instant.
boom!
There seemed to be thunder exploding in the air!
The moment Peng Qizi exerted his energy, his waist and hips became rounded, which was the most perfect posture of Danjin, and it suddenly seemed like a point opened by Hongmeng.
With one hand, air waves roared in the air, knocking off many bowls and chopsticks on the table, causing them to make a rattling sound.
Under the sudden force caused by Peng Qizi's action at this moment.
Liang Zan and Huang Feihong felt awe-struck in their hearts.
"It is true that there are many boxing geniuses in the north. This young man from the Taiji sect has developed elixir power at a young age. He is even more powerful than Li Cunyi and Gong Baotian when they were young."
"Father and son attack together. I'm afraid there are not many people in the world who can take this move."
However, Chen Xixiang, who was in the center of the attack, was wearing a wide robe and was blown by two groups of strong winds.
His hands drooped under his sleeves. Facing these two attacks, he lowered his eyes, and then... raised his hands.
one time,
Two times.
Just two clicks.
boom!
Peng Ganwu's eyes were bulging, his forehead was covered with veins, his mouth was wide open, and blood and spit were pulled out of his sight. He only came into contact with Chen Xixiang within a foot, and then flew out and was directly embedded in a wall.
boom!
Peng Qizi raised his head and spurted out blood. He only saw a sleeve swung towards him, and it seemed as if everything in the world was swung towards him, like a mountain falling without Zhou, like the four poles collapsing with great force.
Dan Jin cultivation base.
It’s just a moment.
Peng Qizi's eyes were numb, and he was knocked away and hung on the beam on the top of the golden building. The terrifying impact fell there, causing sawdust and dust to explode like snow.
In just two moments of waving, one Dan Jin and one Hua Jin, they flew out like two scarecrows.
Everyone present was completely silent.
Watching Peng Ganwu and his son attack Chen Xixiang, in the blink of an eye, they were knocked upside down by one of them, one was hung on the wall, and the other was hung on the beam.
Hoo ho ho!
In another second, the breath wave caused by Chen Xixiang's action spread out from the air like ripples on a lake, and finally hit the eight closed wooden doors of the Golden Building, making it seem to be blown away by a tsunami of air. Go, shake violently.
Even on the street outside the Golden Building, one could feel the whole building rumbling and shaking at that moment.
