April 1st is the day of virtue.
It is advisable to collect wealth and travel, and avoid disturbing the earth for mourning.
Deep in the underground palace, in front of the hall door, Xiang Ji stood squatting, sucking in his waist and hips, holding his chest and pulling his back, his thumb abducted and bent, and the other four fingers were spread out toward the back of his hand, and the back of his hand was open, shaped like an eagle's claw.
Then his posture changed, and he raised his arms like an eagle spreading its wings. His crouching body also stood up and shook, making a crackling sound, and turned into a stance. He raised his arms high above his head, and the Mingwang phase on his back was also revealed. Come out, twisting with the movement of the body, the internal energy is released and circulates, constantly adjusting the force of every inch of the muscles and bones. He does not move quickly, but the boxing frame is unusually heavy when it is opened and closed. Wherever the fist passes, air is generated. The sound of whimpering.
The power of the Nine Bulls and Two Tigers circulated at will, and the steaming air surged three feet away. The energy and blood in his body rolled, and a sound like a stream came out.
Boom!
The next moment, like a bow string being pulled, large blue-black tendons appeared on Xiang Ji's body, undulating and stretching, like a strong bow, producing a continuous sound of breaking the string.
Practice the muscles to move like a string, perfect the continuous bow!
Chi Chi Chi! In an instant, a series of energy radiated outward, using the big tendons as bows and the veins as strings, the internal energy was sent out with a fierce momentum, which was stronger than the energy of ordinary fists and feet. Each outward energy was shot out like a bow and arrow, just like if It is a skill added to nature, incorporating changes in archery.
"Three-level martial arts master, his muscles, bows, and veins are stringing and his energy is flowing outward. He possesses the power of nine oxen and two tigers. I only have the foundation of four oxen and one tiger to achieve such a feat in one month. I am afraid that even the master can't think of it. I advanced from the second level to the third level so quickly. I was already a county captain, and could reach the top 100 on the dragon and tiger rankings.
As for the golden flesh and jade bones in the fourth level, they possess the power of an image. The physical treasures are dug deeper and step by step. I wonder what kind of miracles there are? It is indeed true that this martial arts is hailed as the prototype of a new sequence. The Qin Emperor and the Han Martial Arts were truly unrivaled in achieving this step with manpower. "
Xiang Ji's fist moved according to his heart, and his thoughts continued to flow. He thought of Emperor Qin and the martial arts of Han Dynasty. This time he punched for an hour before stopping. The Eagle Claw Kung Fu intertwined with Ming Wang's body, and he fell down under the pull. It has some connotations of the Buddhist Dapeng King Fist.
Regardless of whether it is shallow or profound, body-training martial arts in the world all lead to the same goal. It is nothing more than the qualitative changes of the skin, flesh and blood, tendons, bone marrow, and internal organs. It is a process of accumulation and thinning of the human body, or in other words, it is a kind of qualitative change. The gradual evolution of life.
If the Twenty-Eight Constellations sequence handed down from ancient times is about grasping the power of heaven and earth, then the martial arts developed by Emperor Qin and Han Dynasty is to strengthen oneself, explore the evolutionary path of the human body, and realize that the body carries "the heaven and earth are black and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric."
"Now I am in the third level, and I have completed most of the journey to the Tianguan. I have reached the standard where I can hold the initiation ceremony of the magical power sequence. Now the only two sequences I can take are the Kuimu Lang sequence and the Jiaomu Jiao sequence.
The former is a ten-step warrior, I know the ceremony very well, and there are conditions for its realization; while the latter's Kunshan Captain Ceremony is circulated among the military, and it is difficult to obtain it for the time being, so it is time to prepare for the promotion of the ten-step warrior.
Killing hundreds of people in ten steps and forging martial arts scriptures with hard work. After completion, I wonder how strong the strength will be? "
Xiang Ji thought about the way forward and already had a goal. His mind couldn't help but sink into his mind. He noticed that after absorbing one hundred and eight sharp edges, his soul that turned into a divine weapon of light also improved. He made a breakthrough, got rid of the rough iron and reached the level of a hundred-refined weapon.
But there is still a long way to go before it reaches the level of a famous historical instrument.
In the spiritual world, the dark Ancestral Aperture world seems to be shrouded in a layer of misty skylight. Under the skylight, the little Yuanshen sitting cross-legged is shrouded in a hazy layer of clear light, dense like mist, slowly standing up, although there is no facial features, but it gives people the feeling of opening their eyes.
At this time, although what he saw was the real world, when he thought about it, everything in the world turned into black and white energy and chaotic colors, as if this world was the most original and real.
"Is this... the luck corresponding to my destiny?"
Suddenly, Xiang Ji found that there was a cyan light and shadow wrapped around the shoulders of his soul, and he naturally understood that this was the shape of his luck. The theory of luck has always been elusive, but it is real.
Corresponding to his blue destiny, what appeared was a blue shadow that could be three inches long. This shadow looked like a snake, but it was wrapped in green smoke. It was a blue loach, but it looked a little different. It was ordinary, with a fin-like tail like a dragon, and two small bulges on the forehead. The eyes were not vertical pupils, but human-like eyes, with bright yellow pupils, as if the sun and the moon were floating in them.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a dragon loach that is about to turn into blue, and the blue smoke is getting thicker and thicker.
There is no need to look down upon the loach, let alone call it contemptuous. In fact, it is a fallen dragon, that is, a dragon that was punished to fall into the mud plow. It has dragon nature but no dragon shape, has dragon luck but no dragon life, and has dragon bones but no dragon body. There is no dragon appearance, but if there is a chance, this person with dragon luck can turn into a real "dragon loach" and try to capture the heavenly secrets that soar above the sky.
"I'm afraid only those princes, generals, and heirs born from aristocratic families can have great fortunes. They don't have to travel the day after tomorrow. I am swimming upstream with a humble body. Without the help of magical things like the Yi Ming Diagram, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to reverse the change. It is simply impossible in this era when martial arts and magical powers are monopolized by aristocratic families.
This era is a stage that belongs to aristocratic families, and the royal family is only a powerful one. Ordinary people are just the background, a 'field' under the monopoly of realm and power. "
He did not sigh with inferiority, nor was he arrogant. He just maintained his self-awareness and worked hard towards his goal. Even if he is an ant, the first thing he must learn is not to look up to the real dragon in the sky, but to learn to respect himself and think highly of himself. Can see the future!
After a while, Xiang Ji woke up from sedation. His eyes were shining, his face was rosy, his body was full of energy and blood, and his mental power had returned to perfection, even purer than before. His thoughts moved like arms and fingers, and he had perfected his cultivation. The Kunyu picture suppresses the mind, and the newly formed Dapeng picture is released to the outside world.
Suddenly, a huge golden roc appeared three feet around him. It was unparalleled in strength. It spread its wings to split the sky and the earth, and waved its claws to shatter the void. Its wings were dazzling and shining, like a rising sun.
Phew! As it flapped its wings, there were sword lights rising up from the sky and the earth. One hundred and eight swords were transformed into feathers and lined up in the sky. Divine swords were like forests, sharp and cold, standing upright toward the sky. The evil spirit turned into a substantial mist and undulated. There was this. The means, combined with his combat prowess, are enough to fight against the four-pass martial arts masters who have not yet mastered magical powers.
Xiang Ji was sure of his own strength, so he immediately decided to leave the underground palace and go to the ground to explore. He didn't know what happened to the Panshan Tiger under the siege of the Pen Judgment of Life and Death that day by Sun Zhao and the two sect leaders.
There is no need for any righteous excuse or cover-up between them. It is just the simplest relationship between enemies. I will feel uneasy until you die!
As for Xue Toutuo, with his style he would take advantage, but he would not risk death. He would be the first to run away if something went wrong.
After leaving the ten-mile long bronze road, the familiar cave came into view. Xiang Ji followed the stream directly into the eye of the sea. He was swept up by the whirlpool and rushed against the current, and returned to the lake surrounded by three trees.
Uh-huh!
The water splashed everywhere, and he jumped up with his upper body naked. He came to the big tree that he broke and looked at the sky.
At this moment, the setting sun was setting in the west, and the mist was gradually rising. After crossing the pond, and then passing through an old vine, I saw a mountain stream, with clear water gurgling, and everything seemed peaceful and quiet.
It seems that the fight on the mountain and the danger below the mountain have nothing to do with it. They are different scenes in the same world.
After being dormant for a month and seeing the light of day again, Xiang Ji couldn't help but sigh, in the whole world, what is most lacking is opportunity and good fortune, and what is most indispensable is opportunity and good fortune.
Boom!
He took a step forward, and the energy under his feet was like muffled thunder. A recoil force immediately lifted his body up to a height of three feet. Then he stepped down alternately with his left and right feet, one after another of energy. The explosion pushed up and forced Xiang Ji to fly all the way from the bottom of the cliff to the mountainside.
"No wonder they say that the three gates are completely different. This new way of traveling is extremely convenient."
On the mountain road, Xiang Ji looked around, but could not see the disciples of the two sects, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
He ran all the way, and in a few breaths he reached the peak where the banquet had been held. The place was already in a mess, with blood stains and broken stones everywhere. There were still no disciples of the two sects, but instead there were Jianghu people dressed in bamboo hats. There are quite a few, just browse and pick them up here.
People were not surprised when they saw him coming, as if they had been used to it for a long time. They only showed a slightly strange expression when they caught a glimpse of Xiang Ji's naked upper body.
"Friend, I don't know what happened to Panshan in the past month. I left after the banquet and have been in seclusion ever since." Xiang Ji found an old fisherman with a gray beard. He was rummaging among the ruins, looking for something. Got two items left behind.
When he heard someone asking about Panshan, the old Diaosou couldn't help but be surprised, "This Panshan incident has gone viral, shocking Dai County, and Lingqiu County government offices are in chaos. You came all the way out of customs and didn't hear about it?"
Forget it, on the day when the sword discussion banquet was held a month ago, the envoy of the Huanxi Cult was killed by the tiger demon who coveted the tomb of King Zhao Wuling, and took away the secret book. Then he was surrounded and killed by the three elders of Cui Zhaosun and Cui Zhaosun. Toutuo and Fantiankun also appeared, but in the end they fought to the top of the mountain. In the chaos of the battle, all three elders were killed. Gongsun Yue was seriously injured and disappeared, and the two sect leaders fled to the county government all the way..."
"Elder Sun died in battle, Elder Zhao was nailed to death in front of the mountain gate, and his life and death are missing. The two sect leaders fled to the county government for help? Where are their other disciples?"
Xiang Ji was shocked, so many people couldn't defeat Panshan Tiger alone? The two sect masters are going to ask the county magistrate for help, hoping that the strength of the five levels can suppress the situation.
"Where are the other disciples? They're dead, they're all dead! That day the tiger demon went crazy, and all the elders who came were killed. They were all sucked clean, even the two great elders were injured. After learning the Tao, he was trained as a puppet, and the leader of the Huanxi Sect turned back halfway and took advantage of the chaos to massacre the disciples of the two sects to practice evil methods. The rest were completely destroyed, the sect was empty, and only Qiu Laohu and the mountain guest fled in grief and anger, asking for help. County magistrate."
What Old Diaosou said next was even more shocking. The Qiudao Sect and the Ganshan Sect were destroyed!
The Huanxi Sect took advantage of the chaos and massacred its disciples. The sect that had lasted for more than a hundred years had only two sect masters left to escape. It was such a tragic tragedy that no one could have expected.
In the past, all members of the cult were wanted by the county government, and the two cults were suppressed. The disciples and disciples were all beheading thieves who raped and robbed people, killed people for blood, raped men for semen, and prostituted women for sex. This time they were even more ruthless. , directly destroying two of his enemies.
"The Huanxi Cult, what a Huanxi Cult!" Xiang Ji's expression grew colder. He originally thought it was the tiger demon who had moved his hands, but he didn't expect it to be the Huanxi cult that couldn't steal books. They were really a group of lawless guys.
In a sense, he also inherited the love between the two sects. By cooperating with them, it might be possible to develop into a partner in the future. However, now he is being massacred by the cult. How can he remain unmoved?
Seeing him like this, the old Diaosou hurriedly made a move to cover his mouth, "Hey, the strong man is careful, now that the two sects have been destroyed, the biggest forces in Lingqiu County are the county government and the Huanxi Sect, you are talking like this , there is no chance that they will come to seek revenge, those guys have either committed crimes or escaped from prison, they are not kind people."
"Don't worry, old man. Soon there will be no more joy to teach."
Xiang Ji didn't say much. When he found out that Qiu Huhu and the mountaineers fled to Lingqiu County, he naturally wanted to help him. After that, the Huanxi Sect was used as a ceremonial place for him to slaughter hundreds of people for their blood and to be promoted to a ten-step martial artist. Just right!
This young man...Old Diaosou hadn't reacted yet, and when he was about to speak, the figure disappeared in front of him. When he turned around again, he couldn't help but be stunned, watching the young man just step away through the air, thundering at every step, like a stream of water. It passed by like a long stream of clouds.
Expose your energy, a three-level martial artist? !
Such a young three-level martial arts master!
"Hey, with such strength and age, who is one of the top 100 on the Dragon and Tiger List?"
Some of the people around who were rummaging through the ruins couldn't help but look over, showing expressions of astonishment.
Panshan is really a wonderful place, with several outstanding figures appearing in January.
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The moon is high in the sky, and the evening breeze is gradually soft.
On the path leading to the Lingqiu County Government Office, several figures hurriedly passed by, disturbing the dead branches and birds, and they fluttered.
The stone bridge stands tall and the lake flows. People on both sides of the river are already asleep, but there is no undercurrent outside the window.
"Hurry, the county government is right in front of you."
The mountaineer's face turned pale, and there was a palm print on his chest that could be seen at some point. The surrounding flesh, muscles, and bones were all necrotic. His usual double whips had long been broken, leaving only two handles hanging at his waist. Qiu Huhu was beaten by him. Carrying it on my back, I kept walking, feeling breathless, as if I was about to faint.
The battle was so brutal that the two martial arts masters from the fourth level were injured like this.
"Hey, hey, you still want to run away? It's not me, Huanxi Cult, who is chasing you now, but also the tiger demon who has no idea where it came from. These two chasing puppets look very familiar. Oh~~, I remembered it. Isn't this the great elder of your two sects? No wonder you can't take action. Oh my, do you need my help?"
At the same time, another figure wearing a hundred-flower cassock emerged from the shadows, with a handsome and strange face, purple lips, and a peach blossom lit with cinnabar in the middle of his eyebrows. It was the leader of the Huanxi Cult, who had been chasing him all the way.
In front of him, there were two purple-eyed old men chasing the two sect leaders. They were actually the two great elders of Qiudao Sect and Ganshan Sect. They were both at the level of three-level martial arts masters, but now they have become the puppets of the Tiger Demon. .
Uh-huh! The next moment, the happy monk took action, and the skin of his left hand suddenly flashed with golden light, shaking off the pink energy all over the sky with a flick, just like the peach blossoms in full bloom, and the rain of flowers falling down. It was also mixed with some kind of aphrodisiac powder, which can awaken people's lust. , lose their minds, regardless of gender.
"Shameless lewd monk!" The mountaineer yelled angrily. He turned around and slapped him with his arms. His arms instantly turned into gold, and he beat down his arms like a Buddha statue made of gold. He was so powerful that his fists collided with Huayu's energy, and even Make a banging sound.
ha! In an instant, the two masters exhaled and shouted at the same time, and there was a crackling sound in the body, like firecrackers lit by every household during the New Year Festival, connected in a string, and the dense strength suddenly spurted out, making their golden arms stand out. The jade white lines are where the bones are. This is the magical power of the Siguan martial arts masters, golden muscles and jade bones.
Bone training is like firing a cannon, and the sky is like a chain!
puff! However, the confrontation changed in an instant. The mountaineer who was seriously injured was still carrying Qiu Huhu on his back. Naturally, he was no match for the happy monk. His arms instantly cracked and oozed blood. His steps suddenly reversed and he flew into the middle of the stone bridge. His face gradually turned ugly.
Because it was not just the leader of Huanxi who was moving, but the two great elders who had become puppets were also pressing in. But at this moment, an inexplicable sense of sharpness appeared, causing the two of them to stop in their tracks, and turned their heads to look blankly with purple eyes. To the side.
However, I saw that the water flow south of the stone bridge suddenly seemed to be cut in half with a sharp long knife. The waves automatically separated to the left and right. On the other side of the stone bridge, there was a lonely figure surrounded by purple energy, walking slowly towards the stone bridge. Come.
His upper body was exposed, and his skin was as strong as refined iron. Wherever his bare feet passed, the ground was scorched as black as if struck by lightning, leaving mark after mark.
"Friend Shanhe!" The hiker looked surprised. He didn't expect that he was still alive after falling off the cliff. He rushed over to help!
The happy and obscene monk was also a little surprised and confused, "Whispering Kun?"
According to rumors, isn't this kid at the second level of martial arts? When did he become a third level martial artist!
This method of showing off one's energy is too obvious and high-profile to be fake.
"Huanxi Cult, your heads should be worth a lot of money."
The cold wind was blowing and the murderous intent was strong. Xiang Ji's eyes were filled with cold light as he stared at the leader of Huanxi as he stepped forward.
With every step he took, his burly body seemed to expand even more; with every step he took, the purple thunder energy surrounding his body became more and more surging.
When I step down with my left foot, the houses on the long street seem to be shrouded in dark clouds, making it dull and oppressive; when I lift up my right foot, the stone bridge over the lake seems to have fallen into a sea of thunderstorm lightning, and the long bluestone slabs are suddenly blackened and melted. At this moment, this place was still lively and lively just now. The area fell into deathly silence!
"Do you think you are writing a pen to judge life and death, Gongsun Yue?" The happy monk sneered. As soon as he stepped wrong and twisted his body, he came closer. The footprints went from shallow to deep, and the shaking speed became faster and faster accordingly, even making people dazzled and dizzy.
Three feet apart, the purple and pink energy between the two people was already twisted and entangled. In the early spring, when the winter cold had not disappeared, a gust of cold wind blew past the bridge, and surprisingly it still had a chilling meaning.
The next moment, Xiang Ji moved, and the purple energy all over his body exploded like lightning and thunder, causing Huanxi Cult Master's eyes to tremble, and the figure of the other party was instantly lost in his pupils.
This movement was like a violent storm.
too fast!
He dodged like a long knife and cut straight into the stone bridge, directly blocking the two puppets and the mountaineers.
The pink energy disappeared in an instant, and the Joy Master's energy that was originally locked on him was instantly shattered.
boom!
He turned his palm into a knife, chopped up the body-protecting energy of the Great Elder of Qishan Sect, and cut through the opponent's neck in just an instant.
This third-level puppet had no resistance at all. His neck was chopped open by a palm knife, and he fell into a corpse.
The elder of the Qiudao Sect's purple eyes were bright, and he was about to strike with his sword. However, he saw Xiang Ji raise his hand and shoot up a cloud of lake water. He waved his hand and sprayed it, and saw that the dripping water turned into a knife, glowing with ripples, and the blade was rough and three feet long. , the air was torn apart, pulling out a pale trace of energy.
What!
Everyone was quiet. The leader of Huanxi and the mountaineers looked at concentration at the same time. This was not only a display of energy, but also a sharp approach!
At this moment, Xiang Ji was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, breaking the air with a snap of his fingers, and dismembering the sheep, causing numerous scars.
boom! The sharp knife formed by the lake water savaged through, directly destroying the protective energy and three-inch film coat of the great elder Qiu Dao. It clung to him like a snake, dispersed the energy and blood, and directly suppressed him on the spot, his head was numb. Twisted and flew out.
It can't be stopped at all!
"Edge, pure edge power, there is more than one? There are two sharp edges in his body, and this martial arts technique of using energy to act as a bridge to carry the sword. Where did he learn it? ?" Huanxi Cult Master couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that he suppressed two three-level martial arts masters in an instant.
Although this child does not have the power of an image and lacks vitality and blood, the sharp and powerful power he possesses is not much less lethal. He really has the capital to conquer them.
"Have you seen enough? In fact, it doesn't matter whether you leave or not. Even if you escape back to Huanxi Cult, you will inevitably die."
Without even glancing at the two corpses, Xiang Ji stood on the stone bridge with his hands behind his hands, staring straight at the leader of Huanxi Cult with his dull eyes, his sharp edge hidden.
Hearing this, not only the mountain guest and Qiu Huhu were surprised, but Huanxi Cult Master also raised his eyebrows and snorted, "What do you mean, we shouldn't have much hatred, why do we have to go to this step?"
He didn't understand, it was just their first meeting, why could this Qian Tiankun in front of him want to kill him?
Even heroes like dragons and tigers who can fight back can't be so arrogant, right?
"Hate? Why do you have to make excuses?
Since you want it, I can give it to you, because you destroyed the Ganshan Sect and the Qiudao Sect, destroying two of my original allies, and I can break through the three levels, which means I have accepted their love and want to return the favor. Report.
I have always been fair in my work. Since you have destroyed two sects, I will destroy the Huanxi Cult. If you hunt them down, I will hunt you down.
You can try to see if you can escape back to Huanxi Cult in my hands. "
Xiang Ji's expression was indifferent, as if he was speaking very ordinary household words. He revealed the matter of extermination of the religion with ease, and described the pursuit of a Siguan martial artist with ease.
This is no longer the arrogance of young people, but domineering!
He has everything under control and has absolute confidence in his own strength... Ba! road!
"Good boy, you really think of yourself as a person. There are only 108 people. Do you think it is the 72-year-old Gongsun Yue who is the pen judge of life and death in person?
If it were him, I would still have some scruples, but you, still..."
Huanxi Cult Master's face darkened, and no matter how hard he could bear it, he still felt a little angry. He was about to start sarcastic, to suppress the momentum and confidence of this earth-shaking Kun. In a battle between masters, the mind and will are also very important.
bass!
The sound of a knife cut off his words, and Xiang Ji didn't give him a chance to continue. The black wooden box opened on his shoulder, and with a move of his right hand, he already held the Xunmei knife and unsheathed it.
Three feet of cold light appeared with the wind, which was particularly cold under the moonlight night. Along with the sound of the sword, there was also the unbridled and gentle voice:
"I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm just informing you of my decision.
As long as you listen, it's fine. As for whether you listen or not, whether you believe it or not, that's up to you.
No one or anything will stop this from happening.
The joyful teaching will be destroyed tonight.
And you will die. "
