Wudang Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu is the essence of Taoist Kung Fu. It was created by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Sect. In fact, this Kung Fu can be said to be the highest internal Kung Fu and mental technique of Wudang Sect. Unfortunately, Taoism emphasizes on the use of perfect combination and not the victory of surprise.
When practicing 'Pure Yang Wuji Gong', movement and stillness must be combined. In addition to constant inhalation and exhalation, there are also specific fingering methods on the limbs to close the meridians and tap acupuncture points all over the body.
When the exercise reaches its peak, you can hold on to the unity at will, draw in the Qi and increase the strength, and try to open the twelve main meridian acupoints.
The true energy was absorbed into the Dantian from his limbs, and then flowed from the Dantian, pouring into various large and small meridians.
After learning about the fire in the snow-capped mountains, my mind can be said to be blessed. I am as calm as the zhenqi that was rushing around in my body. Now I am very calm, calmly thinking about it, and staying in one.
The true energy of the whole body wanders around for a while, gathering in Dantian, and then breaks through the tail gate, Jiaji, and jade pillow...
In the pine forest, the little girl was meditating and practicing under a pine tree. The little girl heard a strange movement, and there was a sound of hoofbeats from the west... Unable to contain her curiosity, she followed him.
During this period of time following Anyan, although her progress in swordsmanship was slow, she learned very quickly the 'Zongyi Xiaoyao Jue' taught by Anyan, and she was able to master the 'Cloud Passing Style' in just over ten days.
Luck, using small objects in the forest to boost his energy, he rose into the air and jumped away... Following the sound of hoofbeats, Qu Feiyan walked through the pine forest, and a plain suddenly appeared in front of him.
There were many people standing in the vast plain. She hung on the tree and glanced around. She saw that there were at least six or seven hundred people, and among the crowd, there was a small pavilion.
I saw an old man in white, alone, sitting in the pavilion drinking alone.
Not only did she see the old man in white, she also saw Linghu Chong.
Lin Pingzhi was taking care of the Wang family's funeral affairs in Luoyang, which made Linghu Chong not miss Ren Yingying. Linghu Chong had just met Ren Yingying and his subordinates at Wu Ba Gang three days ago, and now they were in Songshan.
But when Linghu Chong saw that the old man was enjoying a drink alone under siege by a group of enemies, he felt admiration in his heart, and he actually walked away from the crowd.
Six to seven hundred people were all staring at the old man in white, but no one noticed him.
The old man has a thin appearance and a snow-white beard that hangs naturally. He looks at the scenery on the horizon without even glancing at the hundreds of people around him.
"Grandpa Xiang, let me pour you some wine!" His voice was sweet and charming, soft and crisp.
A figure passed in front of everyone's eyes and entered the small pavilion.
She had a smile as bright as a flower, dressed in a green shirt, standing gracefully next to the old man, extending her hand, with a few small yellow flowers embroidered on her sleeves, and her big eyes were unusually smart.
When the old man saw the visitor, he laughed loudly and said, "So, you girl, why are you here?"
Qu Feiyan said: "I have been following my elder brother, why is Grandpa Xiang here?"
The old man did not answer, but said: "I forgot that you have been following that person these days."
As soon as the two of them exchanged a few words, a loud voice shouted from outside the pavilion: "Little girl, hurry up and go away. I'm going to kill this demon from the demon sect for the sake of righteousness. Be careful not to lose your life here."
Someone else suddenly exclaimed: "Ah... that little girl... that little girl is with Demon Leader Ren."
"It's... it's really her!"
As soon as the words 'Ren Motou' came out, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically. They immediately looked left and right, the weapons in their hands tightened again and again, and almost everyone looked uneasy.
Someone on the left sneered: "Is this what the so-called righteous way looks like? Hahahaha, what kind of devil are you? We were ordered by the leader of the East to capture the traitor Xiang Wentian. That girl seems to be the granddaughter of the traitor Qu Yang, so that's good. Seize that girl and ask about the whereabouts of the traitor Qu Yang."
It turns out that these people are divided into two groups, black and white. The two groups came here to pursue Xiang Wentian, but they happened to form a confrontation.
Xiang Wentian said softly: "Okay girl, leave quickly. We haven't seen you for two years, but you are so bold."
Qu Feiyan tilted his head, thought for a while, and whispered: "Okay, Grandpa Xiang, Fei Fei will leave first. I'll go find Brother Ren and ask him to rescue you."
Xiang Wentian smiled and didn't answer, but he felt horrified when he saw that the Five Mountains Sword Sect and other Bai Daozhong people didn't dare to stop this girl.
Is the name arbitrary now so powerful?
Thinking like this, the Sun Moon God Sect did not agree.
"Where to go!"
Amidst the shouts, more than a dozen people moved to stop in front of Qu Feiyan. Seeing this, the white Taoist people retreated several feet, as if they wanted people to know that this matter had nothing to do with them.
The little girl said slightly excitedly: "I'm not afraid of you."
"Girl is looking for death!"
In an instant, the sword was dazzling, and more than ten weapons slashed at her.
Qu Feiyan is really not afraid, she can be anywhere in the forest. In this section of the road, she learned the 'Zongyi Xiaoyao Jue', and even if she only mastered the 'Cloud Passing Style', she would still be able to run to her side.
Just as she was about to leave, a figure came riding the wind.
"Brother Ren!"
While exclaiming, everyone saw the ghostly figure. But those who took action suddenly felt the wind blowing, and figures passed through the gaps beside them, unable to react in time.
When the hands of more than a dozen people were empty, their weapons disappeared...
However, there was another person beside Qu Feiyan in the pavilion. His hair was as long as snow, his clothes were as white as clouds, and he had a delicate face, but his eyes seemed to be full of death.
When these eyes looked at everyone, everyone felt as if they were being stared at by death, causing chills all over their bodies.
More than a dozen weapons were all taken into the palm of his hand at will, and with the movement of his palms, there was a sound of choking, banging, and all the weapons were broken by him, and they were all thrown at his feet.
Someone said in a daze: "It's him...he...he's here!"
Everyone in the Demon Sect has never seen Ran, even if there are rumors about the Demon Lord in the world... most people in the Demon Sect don't believe it; they only think it is the exaggeration of the white Taoist people.
But when it comes to his hand that can crush dozens of weapons, no one dares to underestimate him.
A thin man from the Demon Cult walked in front of these people who had lost their weapons and shouted: "Our Holy Cult only hunts traitors, you'd better leave as soon as possible."
Randomly but suddenly said: "I don't have to leave!"
The man sneered: "You don't want to leave?"
Ranran said calmly: "It's you who should go!"
This man didn't understand how he dared to say such a thing, and he didn't understand how someone could be so arrogant... The sword dropped from his sleeve.
He held the sword in his hand, and suddenly, the sword light flew out!
The graceful sword light had a bright crimson color. Just when he was about to fly out, the sword light twisted around his neck and then dissipated!
Then, Xuanyuan stood beside him, and as the sword edge shook, a few drops of blood were swung out.
The man was still standing beside Ran Ran, not moving. His hands had dropped, his face was stiff, and at this moment, his head suddenly fell down.
Seeing this, some people in the demon sect crowd shouted and another person rushed in. The meteors fired by the attacker's hands vibrated violently before they were shot out. After they were shot out, they collided with each other and were extremely powerful.
The meteor hammer arrived in front of Yi Ran, and he stabbed with his sword...
This meteor hammer is a solid blunt weapon. Wouldn't it break immediately if the sword edge stabs it?
But the sword's edge was not broken. When the sword tip pierced the hammer, I don't know what happened. The sword actually broke it into pieces. The meteor hammer suddenly turned into eight pieces and shattered away.
Before the sword's intention was exhausted, the sword's power continued, and it stabbed into the man's throat again!
The sword was pulled out, and the man fell to the ground. He looked at the dozens of people who had just taken action. He moved and fell with one step, and there was a long-lasting afterimage of the sword light. Under each sword light, All accompanied by a line of blood.
One step at a time, one sword at a time, and in just a breath, more than ten people had blood spurting from their throats and fell down one after another.
At this moment, everyone saw the horror, and they also recognized Yi Yi... And Yi Yi, he said: "Okay, you can get out, all of you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked into the pavilion. Not only did he turn a blind eye to these six to seven hundred people in black and white, but he also seemed not to take them seriously at all, and could even drive them around at will.
This was enough to make everyone angry, but no one dared to stay any longer.
The righteous people were dispersing, and the demon sect people also retreated, looking at Xiang Wentian at will: "You get out too!"
