The Zhuojiang River flows and the ancient temples are like mountains.
Above the sky, black clouds rolled, and a bolt of silver lightning fell down like a dragon. The white sky was twisted and torn apart, creating a tiny black crack.
In the temple, with the gloomy wind blowing, four bronze figures of black Arhats were swaying, walking as if they were singing a big show, guarding the Buddha statue of King Ming in the center.
"What is this? It's a hexagram."
Xiang Ji weighed it up and felt that although longevity is precious, it must be consumed in the face of unknown dangers that may threaten his life.
In a flash, the life-changing diagram flashed, and a trace of vitality was extracted from his body. His life span was reduced by another day, leaving only one year and three hundred and thirty-nine days, and the message of the bronze man was also revealed:
[Creatures of the Wei Yueyan Sequence: Borrowing Yin Soldiers (which have been destroyed over the years), they can host residual thoughts and continue to pollute the creatures under the Assimilation Sequence, and assemble a hundred and eight numbers of Yin Soldiers that can be transformed into a large formation. 】
"Borrowing the Yin Soldiers...could it be that the former drunken monk's path was one of the twenty-eight constellations, 'Wei Yueyan'?"
Since Xiang Ji paid attention to the path of the dangerous moon sequence, the characteristic of pollution and assimilation has been revealed, but what does it mean to host residual thoughts?
Could it be that I had felt a strange spiritual will before? Who did it belong to?
"It can't be a drunken monk who has been dead for hundreds of years, right? That's all. Let's do another calculation. Even if the opportunity is good, you still have to take it with your life."
He felt more and more that something was wrong. It was not just the Baima Temple and the Donghai Wang family who were promoted by the county magistrate, but there were probably ulterior secrets in Mingwang Temple.
Soon, another day of longevity was absorbed, leaving only one year and three hundred and thirty-eight days, and a new hexagram appeared on the life-changing diagram:
The lower stem and the upper kun are the earth and heaven, which means changes in response to the times.
This is the Zhongzhong hexagram, which means that yin and yang interact with each other, up and down, heaven and earth intersect, and all things are diverse. On the contrary, it is bad. Everything and everything is in opposition and transformation. The peak of prosperity must decline, and when it declines, it will turn into prosperity. Therefore, those who change in response to the times will succeed.
Xiang said: Entering the palace with a full stomach of learning and literature, I will be proud of the third yuan. From now on, my sorrow and boredom will be relieved, and I will be happy and thunderous.
[Ying Gua: A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. It is better to advance lightly than to advance slowly.
Auspicious - seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, avoid subsequent disasters, and not suffer from the poison of the dangerous moon and the harm of obsession.
Unlucky - The attempt to draw water from a bamboo basket is in vain.
Tianji-quanji (green). 】
[Ni hexagram: Seeking wealth and honor in danger, God will not take it, but you will suffer the blame; when the time comes, you will not be able to do it, but you will suffer the disaster.
Ji - Luck is with you and opportunities come to you; there will be opportunities between changes.
Fierce - fighting with the dragon and tiger heroes, Wei Yue's poison is beside him, and he is obsessed with it.
Tianji-Liyu (Green)]
"There is no disaster in the Ying hexagram, and if you just return without success, it will be in vain; the dangers of the reverse hexagram are very clear, but it is also clear that there will be opportunities. The martial arts problems can be resolved, and there is still a turning point. How to choose?
Forget it, it’s time to cut it off. If I miss today, I will really have to stay in the government and study third-rate martial arts, but I only have more than a year to live! I'm afraid you won't have the chance to touch second-rate martial arts until you die, so how can you talk about breakthroughs and extending your life?
If you miss today, the future will be bleak and you can only drift with the tide. In this case, then take a chance and find wealth in danger! "
Xiang Ji's mind turned quickly and he thought of the hexagram of the woman in the red dress. He was protected by his luck. In the future of martial arts, he had very little life left. He had to fight when it was time to fight. He gritted his teeth and felt his heart. , gave up the idea of leaving, and wanted to fight for a chance.
Anyway, there is only more than a year of life left, so those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes!
"I'll try."
At this moment, Xuetoutuo shook his two fingers, and a silver needle appeared directly between his fingers. He had actually practiced hidden weapon kung fu.
Seeing him working hard, his red robe made a hunting sound, and his nails were as red as blood. Even the silver needle turned black under the infusion, and then dyed with a trace of blush, he suddenly split his palm and shot out.
The chopping hand moves like a string, and the bow moves in perfect succession!
Woo! The air was torn, making a sound like cracking silk. The Erguan martial artist's blow was extraordinary. The blood needle directly pierced the eyebrow of one of the bronze men, and the tail end trembled like arrow feathers.
The bronze man who was dragging his feet paused, turned around and stared at Xue Toutuo, and said expressionlessly, "Ghost Golden Sheep, not done yet."
The voice was hoarse, completely different from human voices, and the strange thing was that the bronze man's mouth was carved and could not be opened at all. Where did the voice come from?
Does Xue Tutuo want to go to the Ghost Golden Sheep sequence? Xiang Ji paid keen attention to the key points and guessed in his mind that the sequence initiation ceremony could only be held after entering the third heaven pass, but the true magical power could not be achieved until the fifth heaven pass.
The two tigers in the Panshan Mountain felt their hair stand on end as they shouted, "Is the drunken monk from the past still alive? Is his spirit interfering with the present world and his obsession is still there?"
As soon as these words came out, several people frowned. People who practice martial arts are not afraid of ghosts and gods, but their spiritual will is strong enough to a certain extent to interfere with the present world, and even retain obsessions. This is a phenomenon that is often called a 'haunting'. .
"Pretending to be a ghost!" The descendant of the Donghai Wang family snorted coldly, wearing a Confucian scholar's robe flying, and rushed towards him with a shake of the big gun in his hand. He was using the 'One Point Star Reaching' in the marksmanship. With a chirping sound, the tip of the gun came out like a poisonous snake. The hole silently penetrated the chest of the "bronze man" and pierced it to the ground.
ah? Everyone was relieved when they saw this, and suddenly they saw the face carved by the bronze man change slightly, showing a sly smile, and the sealed lips opened forcefully, as if something was about to come out.
"Be careful, King Donor! This is probably related to the Crisis Moon Sequence!" the young holy monk of the White Horse Temple warned, wearing a gray monk's robe, barefoot on the ground, and holding a gold Zen staff in his hand.
In the early years, the drunkard-fighting monk returned to secular life from the White Horse Temple. Later, he changed the body of the Fudo Myoyo into the body of the Three Generations of Myoyo. This has its own cause and effect.
"This is a creation of the Weiyue Sequence, borrowed from the Yin soldiers of the Dao, it will be polluted if touched, and it will harbor obsessions." Xiang Ji also reminded him at the right time. He sold his personal feelings, firstly, to form a good relationship with the Wang family of Donghai; secondly, It is a way to use the hands of Master Donghai to test more and identify more yin soldiers.
Hearing this, the young holy monk was a little surprised. Even he couldn't confirm the identity of the bronze man. How did Chai Feng Captou know about it?
Could it be that he is the descendant of some hidden force?
Hanjiang Jian and Xuetutuo were also quite surprised. They couldn't help but look at Xiang Ji a few more times. He still had such a method?
"Okay, thank you Zhui Feng Captou for letting me know." The descendant of the Wang family in the East China Sea remembered Xiang Ji's words, twitched the tip of his spear, and sprayed out the waves with all his strength, pushing his whole body back like the wind, flying three feet. Far away; but unexpectedly, the bronze man did not spray out poisonous water, but there was a gurgling sound inside his body, as if water was swaying. The place where he was shot was hollow, and no blood flowed out. Suddenly, a string of black water was seen opening from his body. It slowly leaked out of the mouth and flowed all over the floor in a blink of an eye. The body of the bronze man was like a skin that had been drained and slowly collapsed.
Everyone was stunned by this vision. They had never seen such a strange scene before.
The next moment, I saw the black water rushing past, heading straight towards the descendant of the Wang family in the East China Sea as if it were alive, as if it was going to rush into his body and take over his body.
"Sure enough, as he said, there is something strange in this water. It wants to pollute me. Is it obsessed with taking away my body?"
Although the descendant of the Wang family has strong marksmanship, he can only assassinate tangible objects. Facing this invisible water, he is also overwhelmed. He can only retreat and retreat, suddenly jump up, and then jump up to the edge of the wall with a somersault, his sleeves fluttering. The wind, shaped like an eagle spreading its wings, embedded itself on the roof.
Wow! Seeing that the human body was far away, the pool of water could not fly up. It could only spin in place for a while, then found another target and ran towards the nearest Tiger Lao Er.
"Second brother, let's go quickly!" Tiger Boss exclaimed, fearing that all three of them would be here today.
"If I want to die, I should drag you with me!" A vicious look flashed in Hu Lao Er's eyes, and he turned towards Xiang Ji, intending to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
The little holy monk was surprised, but did not move. Young Master Donghai, who was leaning on the beam, frowned. He had accepted the kindness and naturally wanted to repay it. He directly shook his hands and shot out a ball of blue energy that landed on the ground, blocking the front of the black water and gaining a breather. opportunity.
"Stupid." Xiang Ji seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and was in front of Tiger Er in an instant. He raised his hand to grab it, and used the Eagle Claw skill to follow the trend. He bent and spread his five fingers, tearing through the air like an iron hook. He grabbed his shoulder directly, shaking his muscles and bones, breaking all his strength.
In his frightened eyes, he casually threw the guy back into a pool of black water.
The puddle rolled up and submerged Hu Lao Er on the spot. Suddenly, with a popping sound, Hu Lao Er's bones broke and his body swelled up as if it had been inflated. In an instant, his large robe was filled to the brim.
"No!" He kept struggling, his eyes were bloodshot, and he let out one last roar. Then it was like an inflated rubber ball being poked through and bursting, with blood raining everywhere, covering the sky and the earth.
ah! The tiger screamed loudly, got closer, and was hit by bloody water. His whole body was like invisible arrows, covered with fine blood holes, and he rolled and crawled away.
But the strange thing is that the black water that exploded the tiger's dick also rushed up, poured into his body from his seven orifices, and stretched his whole body. His upper body bulged and his lower body shrank, and he fell into the Zhuojiang River with a pop, life and death. Uncertain.
"If Heishui is really possessed by resentment and is related to the Crisis Moon Sequence, there is no chance that this guy will be taken away. My friend, since you are the arrester of Zhuo County, it is best to arrest him afterwards to avoid chaos.
The resentment in the secular world is bound to one place at most, but the obsession of the strong can be a disaster. "
Seeing this, Han Jiangjian, who was born in the Shushan Sword Sect, reminded him that after all, he was still a disciple of the righteous path and had a sense of responsibility.
"Thank you. I will inform the county magistrate when this matter is settled." Xiang Ji's expression condensed. The martial arts of gods and demons have been passed down to the world. Monsters are rampant in the wilderness, and ghosts and ghosts are not uncommon.
It's just that the tiger boss has a grudge against him and is possessed by resentment, which is also a problem.
"Amitabha, this Buddha statue, each part of the body corresponds to a martial art. They were all created by the drunken monk. The mantra of the Third Ming King in it is what the monk wants to take back the White Horse Temple. I hope you will not snatch it. The remaining Dharma is The weapons, arms and legs are all part of the same martial arts, it all depends on your fate."
The little holy monk of White Horse Temple proclaimed the Buddha's name without any concealment, and frankly revealed the secrets of this place.
A monk does not tell lies, not to mention that what he practices is the first-class martial arts, the "Bodhi Dharma Divine Skill". What he pays attention to is the unity of knowledge and action, and does not violate the truth and sincerity, so his words will naturally be trustworthy.
Then, he jumped into the air and headed straight for the three-faced heads to take them back to the White Horse Temple.
At this move, everyone started to fight for it. Believing is one thing, but whether you want to give or not is another.
Who in the world doesn’t want opportunities?
However, at some point, the other three bronze figures disappeared and left the temple.
"Unfortunately, the remaining obsession of the drunken monk was divided into three parts and inhabited the bodies of three bronze men. Now he has been born into the thirteen states. I don't know what kind of disaster it will cause. The Weiyue Sequence is not a benevolent supernatural power. .”
In the fight for justice, something unexpected happened, and another figure jumped into the temple, ready to enter the temple.
Wearing a red dress like gauze, with bamboo flags in her hands, red lips and willow eyebrows, skin like gel, skin like white jade, but her eyes were lifeless, covered by black gauze, unable to see the world of mortals.
is her?
Xiang Ji's heart moved. It turned out that the woman in the red dress who used plum blossoms to predict fortunes was also involved!
Could it be that she reminded her of the opportunity here just for planning?
Regardless of this, Xiang Ji's first thought was to go straight to the torso of the statue of King Ming, and "descend into the body of King Ming of the Third World". Shouldn't it be on the body?
Also thinking about him were Xue Toutuo and Han Jiang Jian, who all jumped up together and took action separately.
The strong wind roared on the left, and the sword light on the right was threatening. It was as motionless as a mountain and as moving as thunder! The moment Zhenlei and Kunshan came into play, Xiang Ji did not hesitate to take action with all his strength, slashing horizontally with his side knife. Then he touched the ground with his left foot and kicked hard with his right foot, causing his whole body to tilt and slash out. In a semicircle, the long knife in his hand was swung continuously, combining the 'foot strength, waist strength and wrist strength' to explode at the same time, swaying continuously, creating a whirlwind with air, carrying multiple slashes, and slashing nine knives in a row.
The second form of the Purple Thunder Knife Technique: Heavenly Spin and Thunder Spin!
Boom!
The nine blades roared and struck left and right, and there was thunder in the void. Without any warning, the air burst open with a piercing sound, stopping the incoming strong wind and sword light at once, blocking the exploratory blow.
Then, the body fell to the ground, and his feet were strong enough to release the force of Kunshan. Xiang Ji groaned, and the two-inch membrane clothes were shaken violently. The clothes on his upper body were directly shattered. Among them, the remaining 70% was mixed with the second sword light and burst out, and the power increased dramatically!
The first form of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique·Spring Thunder Burst!
"Good sword skills." Hanjiang Jian praised. These two swords not only had the strength of his own body, but also combined part of his and Xue Tutuo's strength. They were already not inferior to those of Erguan martial arts masters. It was obvious that he had an extraordinary master.
Xue Toutuo remained silent, but his gaze became solemn. His fingernails were stained with blood again. An inexplicable fishy smell filled the air. The giant spirit that moved blood appeared in the second level. His arms swelled to the thickness of a human waist, and his sharp claws stretched straight through the wind. Knife, to catch it.
Due to his status as an official, he could not be ruthless, so he could only expel and capture the opponent. Although the opponent's secret technique that could neutralize 30% of the attack and then fight back was mysterious, it did not mean that he had no moves to deal with it. It was just the Hanjiang Sword. I don't want to waste too much money.
Not far away, the fight between the young holy monk and Mr. Donghai became more fierce. He saw the descendant of the Wang family of Donghai connecting with his spear and galloping with all his strength. Each wave was faster than the other, and each wave was higher than the last. He had already used the "Jingtao Beat". An Qianduixue's housekeeping skills.
With such martial arts, every strike will be stacked up, like a vast ocean, washing away continuously, getting denser and stronger, becoming more and more powerful. This is the method that the Wang family of Donghai is famous for all over the world.
"This method of luck is so familiar, or in other words, the techniques are similar. The real mystery lies in the mental technique, but this method is enough for me to learn.
Isn't it similar to the one-blow and two-bang sounds that I use in conjunction with Kunshan Jin and Ganglie Tianji? Maybe we can improve one or two and achieve the third ring! "
Xiang Ji's brows heated up, his mental power entered his brain, and his consciousness started to move at a high speed. He was spying on how the power worked, and relied on his mental martial arts to learn some of the subtleties of this move.
Soon, the method he used to ask the willow stick and Li Xunhua to use the stick again appeared in his mind, "moving the clouds and clearing the fog and asking the sky three times". He exerted force three times in a row, pushing each other and bursting out. It was similar to the spear technique at this time.
"Three layers of strength, launched one after another, riding one wave after another, one move winning the next. In the end, each move is a blend of the remaining strength of the previous move, but it must be executed continuously in a moment, otherwise it will be broken. open!"
For a moment, the Beiming Divine Sea surged in Xiang Ji's mind and washed away with great force. He recalled the mighty river rushing eastwards and never returning.
Xue Tutuo's huge palm was already approaching, and the force was close to his body. Kunshan Jin inherited 30% of the force, and combined with the strong force, another 70% appeared in layers. The long knife in his hand suddenly raised and slashed out, and when the three points of force were exhausted, he recovered it again. Cut seven points, the two swords are connected, but when it bursts out, another sword comes out, the third sword belongs to its own power. The three swords are integrated into one, pushing each other and firing one after another!
boom! boom! boom!
Each of the three swords was stronger than the previous one, and each one was stronger than the last. By the time the last sword was struck, it had already reached three times the force. It was like facing the Yangtze River, and the mighty waves were washing over it, making people unable to resist.
"Hundred-refined weapon!?" Xuetou Tuo shouted, resisting the three swords that were enough to smash the leather armor, armor, and his own strength. His eyes were stunned, his fingers were sore, and the protective energy on his enlarged arms was all gone. Cracked, couldn't help but retreat.
And when he stopped, he had already landed three steps away. He couldn't help being shocked and angry. He was actually forced back by a first-level martial artist?
The dignified figure at the bottom of the list was taken advantage of by a junior today and almost forced himself to retreat?
How is that possible!
"What's the name of this move?"
Quickly calming down his mind and smoothing away his distracting thoughts, Xue Tutuo forced himself to regain his composure. He asked solemnly, wanting to remember this moment.
"The Yangtze River has three waves!"
Xiang Ji let out a light breath, and two inches of the membrane cracked and oozed blood. The wrist holding the knife twitched slightly, veins jumped, and the tiger's mouth felt sore and numb. He would not be able to use it again in a short time.
Although this newly created force-generating technique, Yangtze River Three Waves, was created by combining the secrets of heaven and destiny, it was too heavy a burden on the body. If he didn't have Kunshan Jin to resolve it and endure it, he wouldn't be able to use it. It would be difficult at the moment he was beaten. To continue.
If you can't stand the attack, why should you fight back?
However, when combined with the Purple Thunder Sword Technique, the power of this technique will be even more terrifying when three killing moves are executed in a row, which is enough to be used as one of his trump cards.
"You can create new moves just by observing martial arts. Is this talent a one-of-a-kind talent?!"
Later, the woman in the red dress was surprised. She didn't expect Xiang Ji's talent to be so high!
Although the difficulty of creating a move is very different from that of creating a martial arts, to achieve this step at the age of fifteen is already commendable for talent, and it is not much different if it is not one in a million.
"There are still people with such superb understanding in Zhuoxian County. Could they be rare talents? But I have underestimated the heroes of the world. I have pointed out the key points of Yin soldiers before, and now I have created moves. This person is worth making friends with." Even The descendant of Donghai Wang family is also a little incredible, and I can't help but be amazed.
This guy chasing the wind and chasing the head is really a bit unusual.
