Liu Baiyuan in the Golden Tower fell to the ground, announcing that the hatred between the northern and southern martial arts must end with the last person falling to the ground.
This was agreed before the fight.
"Okay, after today, the feud between the north and the south will be over!"
Gong Baotian gave his arm a fierce encouragement.
He was very emotional.
Li Cunyi did the same. He immediately walked into Taichung from his seat, met Chen Xixiang, and said with emotion:
"Junior brother, you have really accomplished this. Your merits are truly immeasurable. Future generations will remember you!"
Among the major sects in the south.
In the golden building, some people went up and were knocked away by Chen Xixiang, and some did not dare to go up.
These people were listening to the wailing and groaning voices of the masters from the north and the south in the Golden Tower. When they heard Li Cunyi's words again, they felt silent in their hearts.
A bit dazed.
The hatred between the North and the South in the martial arts world has been accumulated over many years and generations.
Surprisingly, it really ended so easily.
Chen Wuhou of Tai Chi Sect wiped the blood from his lips, got up from the ground, and shook off the support of his disciples.
When he stood up, he glanced at Yang Luchan's son, then lowered his head and gasped violently, cupped his hands and said:
"After today, there will be no new or old grudges between me, Chenjiagou, and your Yang family. We will separate ourselves from each other."
When he said this, his tone was obviously angry.
After all, Yang Luchan left Yangjiagou and opened up a new door. This put the status of Chenjiagou Tai Chi, which originally taught Yang Luchan, in jeopardy.
People in the martial arts world strive for fame.
People who came from their own families turned around and founded a Tai Chi sect. Their reputation and status were even more powerful than that of Chenjiagou. The founder Chen Changxing could look away, but how could the younger generations look past him.
However, today is a battle.
All this must be revealed.
Young Master Yang also bowed his head and remained silent, and bowed his hand to Chen Wuhou:
"Since it was promised beforehand, Master Chen has shouldered this eternal grudge on his shoulders, and we all lost at his hands, it is tantamount to admitting that we will resolve the grudge and do what we say."
"From now on, whenever I, the Yang family, meet people from Chenjiagou, I will treat them with courtesy and will wipe out all past grudges!"
People from the two Tai Chi sects spoke.
Huang Feihong, Liang Kun, Su Can and other Guangdong Ten Tigers and their descendants also gave Chen Xixiang a hand with complex voices or admiring tones:
"After this battle, we are convinced by the real person. From now on, we will definitely restrain our disciples and never mention the merits of the southern fist and the northern leg. If we violate this, I, Huang Feihong, will raise my head to see the real person!"
"Su Can also swears here to acknowledge the outcome of the real person's decision today and will never break his promise."
Master Zan was helped up by Chen Huashun who came in from the door. He coughed, clasped his fists at Chen Xixiang and said:
"In the martial arts world, whoever has the big fist can make sense and convince everyone. Today, the real person is trying to resolve the grievances between the northern and southern martial arts circles. He takes justice as the priority. I have great admiration for him. Now the real person has really accomplished this.
After today, I will restrain my disciples with the words of the real person, and never mention the distinction between north and south. The past grievances with the northern boxing sect have been cleared up, and I am willing to join the sequence of the spread of southern boxing to the north. Only the real person will follow suit. "
On the second floor of the Golden Building.
Gong Er held the screen with his fingers and looked at the martial arts masters from the north and south below with bright eyes. They all surrendered to their uncle and admitted that they would never mention the past grudges again after today.
Chen Xixiang looked at the assurances of everyone present.
He nodded and said to Li Cunyi and Gong Baotian: "Let the disciples help give medicine to our friends."
From the beginning, Shang Yunxiang, Xue Dian and others were waiting with medicine basins, jars and gauze. There were also Fengchen Renxia from Jinlou and people of various temperaments who helped.
People who were knocked down and thrown away by Chen Xixiang were helped up one after another.
Peng Ganwu was also helped up from the ground by Zhao Xinchuan and his son.
He looked up at the people from other sects and gritted his teeth and said the words "Others are convinced, but I am not convinced."
However, just as he was about to speak, he bumped into Chen Xixiang's indifferent eyes, which were pressing down on him like a heavy mountain.
Just a look.
Peng Ganwu read a meaning from it.
"If you dare to say you are not convinced, I will beat you until you do!"
Peng Ganwu was shocked by this look, and his mind trembled. The wound was involved again, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He lowered his head tremblingly, not daring to look again.
"Master..."
"father……"
When Zhao Xinchuan and Peng Qizi saw Peng Qianwu's gesture, they felt confused and confused.
Zhao Xinchuan really wanted to speak.
Master, it is really not a shame for you to lose at the hands of such a person.
Chen Xixiang's eyes forced Peng Ganwu to swallow his words obediently.
Immediately, he looked at the masters from the north and the south who were being given medicine and wrapped in gauze. His lips were slightly opened, and his voice accurately reached everyone's ears:
"To convince you all in this way today is indeed arrogant, but it is also a helpless move."
"Everyone may also know why I want to discuss the spread of Northern Fist to the South and Southern Fist to the North."
"In today's era, masters from various sects no longer teach their disciples well. Moreover, in the eyes of different sects, if things continue like this, sooner or later each sect will be cut off."
"Not only because of the threat from the Demon Fist lineage, but more importantly..."
Chen Xixiang glanced at everyone present one by one, and then said something that shocked the hearts of all warriors, as if it was deafening and enlightening:
"You are not blind or deaf, you can see with your own eyes what is happening in the world today."
"The Tatars have occupied the mountains and rivers for more than two hundred years and are about to run out of power. Faced with the bullying of foreign powers, they swallow their anger and lose their power and humiliate the country. Our people should think of danger and change."
"Under the tide of the times, if we don't hand over the real things to future generations, if the newcomers continue to stick to their sectarian views and don't stick together... in a few years, our descendants will be beaten."
"Not only will he be beaten by the Ai Yao Fist, but he will also be beaten by foreigners!"
After Wan Laisheng heard this, her heart was shaken, and she couldn't help but feel extremely guilty.
He was different from everyone present. His master was Du Xinwu, and Du Xinwu was a member of the reform and revolutionary faction. As a result, his disciple was not aware of this at all.
The Hongmen Youth Gang said they wanted to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, drive out the Tartars, and restore China, but they have never done anything effective.
Now compare this real person with incredible power, powerfully integrating the north and the south, and doing things simply and neatly.
And with such a big mind and far-sighted vision, I am afraid that even his master would be willing to be defeated.
In the golden building, there are mostly people with a charming temperament.
A middle-aged man immediately blushed with excitement and shouted:
"Master, I know I was wrong!"
Chen Xixiang put his hands behind his back, slowly stared at everyone present, and said:
“Martial arts is a technique that strengthens a country and breeds people, and it should be vigorously promoted to men, women, old and young.
After today, my senior brother Li Cunyi will take the lead and work with you to jointly establish the first 'Chinese Martial Arts Hall'. This hall will integrate boxing arts from the north and the south, just to cultivate new generations of new people. At the same time, Pindao's practice method will also be In the library, people from all walks of life can selflessly read and practice. "
As soon as this sentence came out.
Immediately, there was a tremor in the Golden Tower.
"Is the real person going to be the first to dedicate his own practice?"
this moment.
Even the major boxing champions from the north and the south, Dan Jin warriors, and outsiders like Liu Baiyuan, all had their hearts beating wildly.
Chen Zhenren's invincible cultivation just now had already made them suspect that this was not the power that could be achieved through Xingyi Quan.
Especially those who have already heard about Chen Xixiang’s deeds know some of the clues.
Legend has it that in addition to today's unparalleled achievements, this real person also has various magical means.
Such as healing wounds with true energy, tapping acupoints to fly, transmitting sounds into secrets...
As well as the miraculous powers such as 'breathing into wind, speaking out into thunder' and so on.
None of this can be achieved by simply practicing boxing.
But now, the real person is actually willing to provide this magical cultivation method to everyone on the earth.
Peng Qizi looked at the young Taoist in disbelief:
"This person's mind..."
There are such selfless people in the world.
Peng Ganwu's body trembled even more, and he shook his head violently in his heart:
"No, I don't believe it. How could someone openly tell everyone about their secret cultivation skills..."
However, for Zhao Xinchuan, who has already started practicing.
He knew it was true.
There really are such people in the world.
Chen Xixiang doesn't value his own practice at all, and just gives it to others casually.
Gong Er remembered what his father said and looked at the young Taoist with reverence in his heart, thinking silently:
"Lao Tzu preached to the world, and the Buddha saved all living beings. What he saw in his eyes was the world. Such a realm of life has long been beyond the imagination of ordinary people."
Wu Zhongsu and Ye Wen stood aside, both of them were shocked and sighed.
Wu Zhongsu looked at the young Taoist in broad robes and said:
"Awen, do you believe that from today onwards, and even within a hundred years in the future, every sect in the martial world will remember this Taoist in their hearts and regard him as a myth."
Ye Wen pursed his lips and said:
"I'm afraid it's more than that."
With his own efforts, he went all over the martial arts world in the north and south to resolve the eternal grievances in the martial arts world, and he was selfless and willing to pass on to the world what everyone knew to be the "top secret practice" in the world.
Chen Xixiang looked at the expressions of these people in the Golden Tower, and his heart was unmoved.
Nor does he have any desires.
It's just that what he wants is no different from what a saint does. They are all for the purpose of universal salvation, saving the common people, and opening a new river for heaven and earth.
…………
After the unparalleled battle at Jinlou.
Various rumors in the martial arts circles in the north and south immediately spread the results of this battle to the north and south of the country, and to all the green forests in all provinces and cities around the world.
Yan Xiaoguo saw this tip on the carriage on his way to capture Chen Xixiang.
Shen suddenly slammed the table angrily, shaking the carriage.
Herod~
The two horses pulling the cart neighed.
Yan Xiaoguo laughed angrily and shouted:
"What a rebel. He is getting more and more bold. He actually dares to gather together the reckless martial arts people from the north and the south to set up some kind of Chinese martial arts hall. Is this to gather people and prepare for an uprising?"
At this time, Master Bai's voice came from another carriage, with some thoughts:
"If he wanders around the world alone and the court wants to capture him, he can rely on his spiritual secrets to avoid it in advance. It would be difficult for us to capture him, but he dares to find a place to establish himself. This is undoubtedly self-trap. Fan cage.”
There is a saying that a monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple.
Chen Xixiang wanted to promote the Chinese Martial Arts Museum. Didn't he tell the court and the Yamen clearly that his home base was at this place.
When the imperial army passes by, you can run away, but what are your disciples going to do?
"madness!"
Yan Xiaoguo also had gloomy eyes:
"Three hundred guards listen to the order, give me more speed, and head to Foshan immediately!"
"yes!"
On the plain, three hundred officers and soldiers roared like thunder.
The horses' hooves trampled them, and the dust flew up, heading straight to the south.
