Since more than a hundred years ago, the Dalai Lama's top master Sangye Lama, who cultivated Tantric Mahamudra to the highest level, was besieged and killed in a religious coup, the Nyingma sect has declined.
The Red, White, and Yellow Sects lost control of the martial arts sects in the Qinghai-Tibet region, and the evil sects of the Black Sect, which had been wiped out many times, began to flourish again.
The Blood Knife Sect is a branch of the Qinghai Black Sect. Each generation of leader in the sect is called the Blood Knife Ancestor. According to legend, the martial arts of this generation, the fourth generation of Blood Sword Ancestors, are already ranked number one in Tibet.
The five monks who are currently breaking into the prison are the disciples of the ancestor of the Blood Knife. They have committed many major crimes that cannot be tolerated in the Central Plains, including rape, burning and killing, committing all kinds of evil, and are notorious for the Shengdi, Baoxiang, Shanyong et al.
Since the Blood Knife Sect often kills fellow sect members, unlike many people in the world, after discovering that Ding Dian was also in prison, the Five Blood Knife Monks wanted not only the Lian City Treasure, but also what they wanted to capture. Shen Zhao Jing Qigong.
But none of them expected that Ding Dian's martial arts would reach such a high level that he still seemed to have enough power to fight one against three.
His fist silently hit the back of Shengdi's sword, knocking it half a foot away; then he quickly struck the other two monks with a palm that contained wind and thunder.
Under the fierce wind of the fist, the robes of the two monks turned over, revealing a dark red and bloody short knife on the black skirt. It was embroidered with red silk thread. There were three points of blood dripping from the knife head, which was also embroidered with red thread. The shape was vivid and very terrifying. .
Immediately afterwards, the iron chain between Ding Dian's arms suddenly stretched straight, as if it turned into a spear, and stabbed the other monk's neck with great force.
Although the Blood Knife Sect has a horizontal training method similar to that of the Golden Bell Cover Iron Shirt, except for the Blood Knife Ancestor, no one has practiced to the level that can withstand ordinary swords, and the others can barely weaken some blunt weapons. The power of the blow.
Seeing that Ding Dian's inner power of Shen Zhao Gong seemed to have reached its peak, the monk quickly jumped back and swung his sword to cut the iron chain, fearing that Ding Dian's remaining strength would severely injure him.
Ding Dian laughed loudly, and with a flurry of fists and palms, he took a step back and kicked up the two single swords hidden under the straw mat with his toes.
One of them fell into his hand, and the other shot towards Shanyong who was approaching Di Yun, causing him to stop and use his knife to block, and the back of the knife hit the stone wall with a "clang" sound.
Di Yun saw Ding Dian throwing the weapon and tentatively reached out to grab it, only to see that the sword hit and bounced, and it landed in his hand.
Shan Yong beside him let out a low roar and flew towards him again, with the momentum of a running tiger. At the critical moment of life and death, Di Yun instinctively turned over the blade of the sword, and with a "sword removal move", he raised Shan Yong's scimitar.
This move was one of the moves that Yan Daping had studied for many years and successfully restored Mei Niansheng's Liancheng swordsmanship. Shanyong did not expect that his opponent, whose martial arts was quite low at first glance, could actually show off a clever move. With a slight flick of his right hand, , the weapon had already passed by in vain, missing Di Yun's shoulder by a hair.
Just like that, Ding Dian found the opportunity and punched away the monk who was hugging the elephant. With his feet on the ground, Ding Dian turned back to rescue Di Yun.
However, Di Yun's hand tendons were cut and his strength was not as strong as ordinary people. In a blink of an eye, Shan Yong saw through the truth. In order not to give the opponent a chance to react and use strange sword moves, Shan Yong immediately drew out his sword again and slashed at Di Yun's shoulder as fast as lightning.
There was a sudden sound, and the scimitar was slashing at a group of human-shaped black shadows that suddenly flew in, making a sound like a defeat.
Shan Yong was surprised. The scimitar in his hand was already a sharp weapon. With the bonus of his martial arts, he could cut off several martial arts masters stacked on top of each other. Why was he so hindered?
He looked intently and found that a middle-aged man had squeezed in between him and Di Yun. His coat had a big hole cut out, revealing a black undershirt.
This person's face was purple, and there was faint blood oozing from his mouth and nose. He had been dead for a long time. Apparently, someone just threw his body in between him and Di Yun.
Except for the unconscious Baoxiang, the four monks all looked outside the iron fence and saw a pretty girl in black standing outside the stone house.
Under the moonlight, the faint smile on the girl's face was clearly visible. As the black shadow shook, she had broken into the stone house and attacked Shanyong.
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When Zhao Qing arrived at Jingzhou Prison, dozens of officers and soldiers lay dead on the ground outside, and blood and broken limbs were everywhere in the alleys.
So many officers and soldiers were killed? Which group of forces did this? So cruel?
She took a closer look at the injuries sustained by the deceased, and found that they were all caused by machetes, and the knives were of different sizes, indicating that multiple people had taken action.
Speaking of which, there are not many people who can kill dozens of officers and soldiers. Any first-rate master can do it. But being able to do it and having the courage to do it are two different things. After all, the imperial court is the most powerful force in the world. Such a provocation is bound to cause serious reactions.
The last time Zhao Qing left the prison, he did not take action to kill these officers and soldiers, but just used a hidden weapon to knock them down:
Firstly, these people are just following orders. They may still have parents and relatives at home, and most of them will not be punished to death. Secondly, if they are attracted by the imperial army to kill them, although they are sure to escape, the original plan will be ruined. It's ruined.
Suddenly, a man in gray clothes walked in from the alley. Seeing the tragic situation inside, he was stunned for a moment and then turned around and ran away, but Zhao Qing had already followed him.
Zhao Qing just glanced at it a few times, grabbed the man's Shinto point, and threw him to the ground. But what is surprising is that although the man's acupuncture points have just been grabbed, he does not feel sore all over his body, and he jumps up immediately after the fall.
Seeing such a strange situation, Zhao Qing grabbed and threw him again, and slapped him on top of his head, killing him instantly. She stretched out her finger and poked the man's body, but a strong yet soft force bounced her finger back.
Was it the invulnerable Wu Canyi? Zhao Qing remembered the treasured armor that appeared in Liancheng Jue.
Black silkworm clothing is made of black silkworm silk from the Snowy Mountains. The woven material cannot be cut and can only be fastened together in front and back. Only important figures in the Snow Mountain Sect can own it.
I didn't expect that the martial arts of the Snow Mountain sect's characters were so poor. During the "Xia Ke Xing" period, the major sect second only to Shaolin Wudang was in such decline.
Then, Zhao Qing carried the corpse over the wall and saw Ding Dian fighting against the Five Blood Sword Monks. When Di Yun was in danger, he threw the corpse to block Shan Yong's blow.
So, now it is a situation of two against four, two top players versus four first-rate players.
The battle ended quickly. Ding Dian used his skills to force the monks to fight, while Zhao Qing struck each one with a sword, stabbing each one to the core.
The Five Blood Sword Monks, who once ran rampant across the world and committed countless crimes, fell into a dark prison like this.
Ding Dian walked towards Di Yun, worried that he had been hurt just now, and gently pressed his hands on Di Yun's back to warm him up.
Zhao Qing recognized the tallest and thinnest monk and knew that he was Bao Xiang, the most promising disciple of the Blood Knife Ancestor.
She checked and found a small oilcloth bag from Baoxiang monk's robe. Obviously, what is in this package is the "Blood Knife Secret Book" of the Blood Knife Sect.
Knowing in advance that the enemy had secrets, Zhao Qing did not hold back at all just now, instead of waiting for the opponent to use all his martial arts skills before taking action like he did when he killed Wan Zhenshan.
Zhao Qing walked outside under the moonlight, opened the oilcloth bag layer by layer, and took out a small yellow paper book inside. Seeing that Ding Dian had finished his work and exhaled, he was ready to invite him to watch it together.
"Master Ding, as far as I know, this secret book can make up for the flaw of your hamstring being cut. It would be good for you to come over and study it."
Ding Dian should be the number one master in this era, and his talent is not low.
Although he said that the last time he had a sparring match with Ding Dian, the iron shackles on his body were not removed and he was not at his peak strength. However, at the speed of his progress, it would not take long for him to surpass him.
If you want to find a stronger opponent in this world, you might as well try to promote Ding Dian's martial arts progress.
Ding Dian was about to lean over and check whether the body of the man who had just blocked Shan Yong's sword was wearing some kind of treasured armor. After hearing this, he thought for a while, walked out, and looked at the little yellow paper book.
I saw a few lines of writing on the cover of the small book that didn't look like words and pictures that didn't look like pictures.
Ding Dian looked at it carefully and said: "This should be the Sanskrit text passed down from Tianzhu and used in Tibetan Buddhism. I have seen some at Ling Tuisi's house before. There are many Buddhist scriptures for his research. Ling Tuisi found and cultivated them. The Jinbo Xun flower, the word 'Bo Xun' is Sanskrit."
Opening the cover, there is a picture on the first page of a lean and withered naked man, pointing one finger to the sky and the other to the ground. His face is extremely strange. The side is filled with colorful strange characters, shaped like tadpoles, either red or green.
The man in the picture has a hooked nose, deep eyes, curly hair, high cheekbones, and a dark face, unlike the upper middle figure. The tip of his tongue slightly protruded from the left corner of his mouth, while his right eye was widened and his left eye was slightly narrowed, with a strange expression on his face.
And among the weirdness, there seems to be an attractive force, which makes people's hearts tremble involuntarily and their minds wandering.
Turning to the second page, I saw that the naked man was still painted on the paper, but in a different posture. The golden rooster on his left foot was independent, his right foot was stretched out horizontally, his hands were behind his back, his left hand held his right ear, and his right hand held his left ear.
The two of them could see clearly that these should be the postures used by the Blood Knife Sect to practice their internal skills.
Ding Dian said: "Some of these postures seem to come from the yoga method of Tianzhu. It seems that the reason why the Blood Knife Sect's martial arts can stand out among the Qinghai Black Sect is that it has absorbed foreign martial arts."
Yoga martial arts? Zhao Qing's heart moved, and he thought of the supreme yoga tantra mentioned by Jin Lun in The Legend of the Condor Heroes. According to Jin Lun, it is far superior to the magical power of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.
The world view of the Golden Book has the background of Sakyamuni and Tathagata Buddha. Tianzhu has some very special martial arts, which is normal. Bodhidharma's martial arts also originally came from Tianzhu.
No wonder the Blood Knife Meridian can overcome the injuries between the muscles and bones. After the hand tendons and hamstrings are severed, there is not much loss of martial arts. It must be a unique secret method.
Zhao Qing observed carefully that many of the meridians on the human figure in the book were not among the twelve regular meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians, and the recorded luck routes were also very different from those of the Central Plains Neigong and Heart Methods.
In the blink of an eye, she further thought of several ideas that might be able to quickly improve her internal strength.
Unexpectedly, some strange and strange martial arts would inspire him even more, Zhao Qing sighed secretly in his heart.
As he turned all the way down, he saw that the posture of the naked human figure became more and more weird, with endless changes. Sometimes he put his hands on the ground, sometimes he flew in the air, and sometimes he stood upside down on his head, with six legs growing out of thin air on his lower body. These are the techniques of Xue Dao Sect’s fist and palm light skills.
In the second half of the book, the man held a scimitar in his hand and also assumed various extremely weird postures. This is the Blood Knife Sect's Blood Knife Sword Technique: Every sword move is a weird posture from the front. Sinochem will come out and cut it out in an absolutely impossible direction.
With the contents of the Blood Knife Secret Manual in mind, Zhao Qing left the small book and gave it to Ding Dian.
"Miss Zhao, a lot of the officers and soldiers outside should have been killed by the evil monk with the blood knife. There will be a lot of trouble by then. It's better to take Brother Di away as soon as possible." Ding Dian reminded.
Zhao Qing nodded, took out a piece of rope and tied it to Di Yun, climbed up the high wall, and pulled him up with a little luck.
Di Yun looked straight at Ding Dian's figure under the wall. Brother Ding's comfort, emotional guidance, and martial arts teachings to him in the past few days all came to mind.
Feelings of reluctance arose spontaneously, and he couldn't help but moisten his eyes and shed tears.
Although Ding Dian had been treating him as a villain sent by Ling Tuisi to use the bitter flesh trick to defraud him of the city-linking technique in the past three years, and had beaten and scolded him many times, Di Yun did not blame him in the slightest.
After just a few days of getting along, in his mind, Brother Ding is already the closest person to him like his junior sister, a good person who sincerely cares about him and wants to help him.
"Brother Di, don't cry. Although your brother Ding is still planning to stay here for a while, there is no danger. He can leave the prison to visit you at any time. There is nothing to be sad about." Ding Dian saw Di Yun's sad look and said, He said comfortingly.
"Relax and concentrate on living a good life with your junior sister. We haven't seen each other for more than three years, and she must miss you very much. Don't keep her waiting. I will also prepare to attend your wedding by then. Woolen cloth!"
Ding Dian's voice was gentle, kind, upright and peaceful. Even though he was five or six feet away, it was as if he was right next to him. This was a profound use of internal energy.
Di Yun certainly didn't understand this rare secret method of sound transmission, but when he heard it, he choked up and couldn't say a word.
Zhao Qing patted Di Yun's shoulder, suddenly thought of something, and looked at Ding Dian below with clear eyes.
"Master Ding, you should have heard of the master of the Five Blood Sword Monks. I am going to try his sword skills. You will throw Baoxiang's body outside the wall later. I hope that after the news of the death of these monks spreads, The Blood Knife Ancestor came to take revenge."
She looked at Ding Dian, who was now alone again, and finally said, "I understand everything about Miss Ling. Don't worry, you two will have a good outcome."
"Is it a good result?" Ding Dian murmured, looking up at the bright night sky.
