Jiang Huaien entered the Jiang family with kindness in his heart.
Unlike those disciples who have been practicing in the tomb of the sword for generations, a family has more or less subtly become contaminated with the sword intention nourished by the sect for thousands of years.
Don't underestimate this invisible and intangible mystery, which is like the luck and opportunity that pervades the entire world. It affects the rise and fall of a person, a family, and a country. It is not an invisible method that you can have if you believe it or not.
Among the disciples who have grown up in the Mingdao Tomb for generations, there are quite a few who can make the magic swords in the Dao Pond with the sword spirits fostered by their ancestors recognize their masters in their teens, and Jiang Huaien can only be regarded as a half-way monk. It was not until he was more than 20 years old that he successfully awakened his sword energy, which he would cultivate for more than ten years, and became dependent on a large ring sword weighing more than 60 kilograms.
Mingdaofeng is different from other sects or sects. In the beginning, they practice the special mental method in the sect to nourish the meridians. When it is done, it condenses in the body into a sword energy that is unique to the disciples of the sect. Only then can the sword be recognized as the master.
After that, based on the attributes of the sword, we can decide whether to use the sword to fight the enemy by refining qi, or the physical skills of the outsiders to build a strong bridge and a hard horse.
A fellow qigong practitioner like Ye San Geng, who has been practicing qigong since he was a child, naturally has a mentor Ye Mu Lin who was a powerful figure in the world and has been immersed in martial arts all his life. He just got a big deal and his status in the tomb of the funeral knife is by no means ordinary. After Luanhui recognized his master, he continued to practice steadily.
It was like a Taoist enlightenment. Jiang Huai'en, who had been an afterthought, had to start all over again in his twenties and practice physical skills again.
At that time, Jiang Huai'en, who was young and vigorous, was also holding his breath. It is said that he exercised day and night, and others could not bear to look at the beating on his body.
Every day, he tied dozens of kilograms of sandbags, soaked his body with coarse salt, and cut three thousand stones. In just a few years, he was able to improve his cultivation to the level of the Vajra Realm where he was practicing martial arts at home.
The stupid bird flew first and soared into the sky, becoming the first foreigner to hold the post of Impermanence in the history of Midaofeng, and he was well deserved.
Regarding his hard skills, King Yama of Sifang, who is similar to the elder in the sect, once made a four-character evaluation of the ability displayed by this Kunlun slave when he was promoted to Wu Chang: a tiger with a strong back and a strong back.
Naturally, this is not to say that his figure is as tall and straight as a tiger or a bear. As his naked upper body is so visible to others, his tallness is exaggerated, and he is slightly more muscular, but it does not deserve such a description.
The four words "tiger's back and bear's waist" have nothing to do with anything else. They completely describe the Kunlun slave who is as strong as an ox. He has been trained hard for many years and has such a body of steel and iron. Extremely difficult to pull off.
Ye Sangeng, who has heard a lot, would not be too self-righteous. He is afraid that because of his thick skin polished by coarse salt particles, he will not get much benefit from a punch, and he will probably suffer the repercussions in turn. The force was so painful.
On the contrary, this man cuts three thousand stones every day, and his bare upper body is only as powerful as one arm, and the muscles of his naked upper body are exposed, which makes people look at him with horror.
In the middle of the night, when he was extremely relaxed, he thought of Bo Jinhou, a young man from Lixia City. He waved his arms with great force. With a little bit of polish, these two people might be the same as each other.
He also thought of the blacksmith Lou Gui, whose muscles were exploding and whose arms were as thick as his legs. It was estimated that only his strength could restrain Hei Wuchang, who practiced hard kung fu.
It's not that it would make other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige, but the midnight shift is just a way to distract yourself and try to relax yourself as much as possible.
It is true that this fight was unavoidable. Whether it was to kill Ye Xieyou who was forced to go back to the grave to bury the knife in return, or the big sword Luanhu that had been with him for seven or eight years, Ye San had to take the wrong approach. Using one move to encircle Wei and rescue Zhao, Bai Wuchang was already constrained.
Of course, in the middle of the night, I still place more hope on He Qingshan, hoping that the storyteller who controls the largest gang in the world can hide his sister more secretly, so that I can practice my skills.
Ye Sangen, who already had a strategy to deal with the enemy, looked at Jiang Huai'en who was unpacking the baggage behind him. He ignored Yue Baizhi who was clutching at him, raised his hand and pushed him aside, and started to charge forward.
Obviously, there is no breath that can be mobilized in the sea of qi. Without the support of the inner qi, it is naturally impossible to have symbiotic contact with the external qi. It is all about the physical strength that can only be obtained by hard work in childhood. Ye Sangeng has to sigh again at his old man's original strength. Smart move.
Three steps and two steps at a time. He breathed and breathed very quickly from a distance of three to four feet. He didn't dare to use his fists to fight hard. In the middle of the night, he flipped his wrist and held down the baggage in Jiang Huai'en's hand with one hand. He came out of the hole like a snake with the other hand. He brushed it upward towards the chin of the black Kunlun slave.
A move of the cloud-moving hand coincides with Taoist Tai Chi's strength, and uses four ounces of strength to overcome strength with softness. It is naturally a masterful move to deal with this tiger-backed Kunlun slave.
After all, going head-to-head with this tiger-backed Kunlun slave is asking for trouble.
Jiang Huai'en relied on his copper skin and iron bones, so naturally he didn't take this blow seriously. His hand had already touched the handle of the large ring knife in the baggage, and he could only draw the knife to force the opponent away.
The abacus jingled, but the attack on his lower jaw at midnight was fake. In the middle, he made a thrust to retrieve something. It looked like he was holding down the baggage, but in fact, his palm turned into a claw, grabbing the seemingly inconspicuous navy blue that actually had a secret. Colorful cloth pocket.
The use of force to break the taboo has always been a top priority for the imperial court. Whether it was the Wei Dynasty in the previous dynasty, or the previous regimes that aspired to conquer the Central Plains, whether it was to unify the north and south of the Yangtze River, to dominate the world, or to be content in a corner of peace. Qi Yue, compared to those swordsmen and pen officials who are full of ink and have a lot of twists and turns in their minds, the most taboo for those in power are the martial arts warriors.
There is no distinction between good and evil, and there is no good or bad. If you rely on your martial arts, you will naturally have some eyes above your head, and have rules in your heart that are not the same as the secular etiquette. You will probably act according to your temperament, and no matter what you do, you will be disapproved by those in authority. .
Therefore, the control of warriors has made officials of all dynasties rack their brains. Many strict laws and regulations have been deliberately suppressed in the world, and the weapons that are inseparable from warriors will naturally be targeted.
Let's not talk about other dynasties for the moment. It has been a hundred years since the Great Zhou Dynasty. Ever since Emperor Tianwen unified the north and south, he has begun to enforce a reporting policy for martial arts practitioners. All those who practice martial arts will have their personal information recorded in the local county government records, and their family members will have detailed records of their apprenticeships. , the division sect is even more detailed in filing.
At that time, there were no less than a dozen sects in various places who disdained government control, deliberately avoided delay, or used various excuses to refuse to obey the imperial edicts. They refused to comply with the government's repeated urgings, which was considered tough.
Emperor Tianwen, who was known for his iron-blooded skills, ignored this at all, and did not listen to the rhetoric of "the country is based on the people, and the boat will be overturned". He never hesitated and transferred the government to various prefectures and counties. With more than a thousand soldiers, the warriors on the battlefield who licked blood with their swords were directed to target the rivers and lakes sects that did not follow the rules, either to block the main roads, or to confine the people of the city to their homes, and to wash away the rivers and lakes with the force of thunder. power.
At the right time, there were reports from various places, and many sects disappeared overnight. The corpses were so mutilated that they were almost broken, so that later, when their heads were hung in public, they had to be mended by corpses to put them back together.
What frightened the warriors was not just that. The Eagle Claw Gate in Cangzhou, Hebei Province was one of them. It only took less than half an hour for a group of warriors who were more violent than the bandits to wipe out the entire gate. Secondly, That ancient mansion, which was located in the downtown area of Cangzhou City and had stood for hundreds of years, was razed to the ground directly in front of the public for the crime of treason and disrespect.
It was the beginning of the country. The Great Zhou unified the country and ended a century of chaos. The people had just gotten over it and lived and worked in peace and contentment. Who could bear the charge of rebellion?
It is true that the spear picked out the first bird. The Eagle Claw Sect, which was once considered a second-rate sect in the world, single-handedly let the whole world know that the methods of this orthodox royal family are now so fierce and domineering.
It was precisely because of this incident that happened more than a hundred years ago that the whole world was filled with rumblings and complaints. However, this did not stop some practitioners, whether they were from well-known families or walking alone in the streets, they all had something to say. Routine.
Of course, not to mention the demon sects that were wiped out by the founding emperor's iron hooves when they were conquering the north and south in those years, the suppression of the martial arts during the Tianwen years can be regarded as a ill-fated martial arts journey.
Therefore, apart from the peace shown by the world without evil ways, the bloody methods used by the Zhou royal family from top to bottom made another world of pleasure and hatred no longer have the past. Exuberant and wonderful.
Indeed, it goes without saying that a secluded sect such as the Ming Daofeng is hidden in the mountains of Bashu. Even if he has no fight in the world, Emperor Tianwen, who believes in beating him to death with a stick, still sets fire to the mountain or surrounds him. The careful strategy has made many sects that have long disappeared from the world bow down and surrender.
Therefore, in the face of the terrifying methods used by the Great Zhou Dynasty against the martial arts warriors in the martial arts world, Mingdao Tomb, which has been famous for its swords in the entire martial arts world for hundreds of years, had to take a step back.
Since he didn't dare to carry the weapon blatantly, he did so on the third day of the night and let Ye Xiayou carry it.
Jiang Huaien did the same, wrapping the large ring knife, which was considered a heavy weapon even in the Tomb of Mortal Swords, in a baggage.
What he said was that the Kunlun slave would use the sword, but his hand was unambiguous. He took action in the middle of the night just to seize the sword.
For the disciples of the Ming Dao Fen Sect, as long as they have one of their own, it is equivalent to another life. It can be said that the sword is with the person, and no one is killed by the sword. Ye San even acted like this, so that Jiang Huai'en, who realized later, had to protect the burden with all his strength.
Through the layer of coarse cloth, I could already feel the cold blade inlaid with nine copper rings, but when I pulled it back with force, it suddenly became stronger. It was obviously harder for Ye San to move an inch.
Hei Wuchang, who used the baggage as a sheath for his sword, suddenly had a stern look on his dark face and snorted: "Ignorance."
With the two-word exit, the right elbow was pressed down.
The plan failed, and the attack was missed. Ye Sangen did not stop, retreated, and just avoided the sharp elbow with the sound of wind. When he returned, he took advantage of the situation and used his strength to pull the arm. The dark arm was lowered, and the left leg, which was only a step back, was quickly gathered. The bend contained the power of thunder, and hit the face that was downward due to the sinking of the elbow.
Going around and around, changing hands several times, Jiang Huaien is still the target, not the knife that has not been sheathed yet.
In the middle of the night, with his own thoughts in mind, he crossed his hands over each other, regardless of top or bottom, and pressed hard on the back of Jiang Huai'en's neck, which was definitely not dark because of his skin color.
Ye Sangeng, who had good control over his strength, would not kill him painfully. With a smile on his face, he had already taken the advantage, so he didn't have to worry about any subsequent moves.
As he expected, Jiang Huai'en, who underestimated the enemy, put his hands on his cheeks, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. He hurriedly retreated, but he didn't want to change his moves again in the middle of the night, and moved his hands around in front of him like a fish. He grabbed the navy blue baggage and backed away hastily.
Although he was in a hurry and looked a little embarrassed, Ye Sangeng, who had succeeded in his "treacherous" plan, was all smiles. He shook the baggage that had changed hands in just a few breaths towards Jiang Huai'en who was stilling and about to fight back.
"My knife is here, your knife is here."
