Chapter 2177 God teaches his talents, the Nine Mysterious Dharma

There was a hint of unwillingness in Yu Wenhua's cold eyes. He was only one step away from getting the "Secret of Immortality". He struggled to kill Shi Long, the number one master in Yangzhou. Unexpectedly, he was stabbed by two gangsters and picked off.

After picking up the fruit, he snorted angrily and turned back to Yangzhou City. He wanted to mobilize the warships and pursue Fu Junzhuo and the others.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling couldn't control themselves when they saw the powerful Fu Junzhuo. They respected him like a god and had to worship him to express their inner admiration.

Suddenly, the bamboo fence above Fu Junzhuo's head tore into pieces and shot into the river. He opened his mouth and spat out a bloody arrow. His body became limp and weak. He immediately sat down cross-legged, preparing to treat his internal injuries.

When Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling saw this, they exclaimed and rushed toward Fu Junzhuo, with worried looks on their faces.

Fu Junzhuo waved his hand with a strong wind and pushed the two back. He looked at them indifferently and flatly refused their approach, saying coldly.

"Don't come near me!"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling stared blankly at Fu Junzhuo, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and adjusting his breathing. They didn't know what to do for a moment. The fishing boat drifted with the river wind and drifted farther and farther away from Yangzhou.

Not far away, Hou Xibai stood on a small boat, recalling the scene he had just seen, and ordered the boatman to follow him. However, he opened the Baimei Fan, splashed ink with his pen, and sketched Fu Junzhuo's portrait.

A woman in white clothes stands on a lonely boat on the river, holding a sword. She has a graceful figure and a heroic demeanor. Her beautiful face is full of chill, indifferent yet firm. A small mole at the corner of her mouth is particularly charming and charming.

Sharp and sharp, what a female swordsman.

"Mr. Song is right, I am Hou Xibai!"

Fu Junzhuo saw Hou Xibai turn his head and was not alert. He should have taken action, but for some reason, he felt a sense of danger in his heart and hesitated to take action. It seemed that the person opposite was not a young master, but a Yue Yue.

Zhi Yuanting's great master gave her the illusion that she was facing her master Fu Cai Lin.

Hou Xibai seemed to be completely unaware. He looked at the people who were looking at him and said to himself.

Song Shidao said with great humility. The Lingnan Song Clan, the head of the four great sects, had more than a bit of a bad reputation. Even Du Fuwei, a master master, did not dare to offend the intimidating power of Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, and had to stay away.

Awe.

After Song Shidao's introduction, it turned out that the man was "Silver Beard" Song Lu, a famous master of the Song Dynasty. He was famous in the south of the Yangtze River for his self-created "Silver Dragon Guiding Technique". He was Song Shidao's clan uncle and one of the core figures of the Song Dynasty.

The woman's name is Liu Jing, and she is Song Lu Xina's concubine. As for her origin, she has not revealed her origin.

Fu Junzhuo was dressed in white, holding a sharp sword in his hand, his eyes full of indifference. Hearing the sound, he looked at the young master with a stern expression and said in a cold voice.

Hou Xibai couldn't help but secretly nod when he heard Kou Zhong's interpretation of "Nine Mysteries". No matter how Kou Zhong deceives people in the future, his understanding is indeed amazing. This kind of martial arts wisdom and knowledge has surpassed ordinary masters. It can be said that his talent is given by heaven.

He is worthy of being the son of fate and the protagonist of the world.

"Say it!"

Fu Junzhuo frowned, and her cold face became more solemn. Her palm gradually loosened the hilt of the sword. She had a vague understanding that she was no match for the passionate young man opposite her. In this case, why bother to take it anymore?

What a shame!

Hou Xibai sensed the dissipated murderous intent, turned to look at Fu Junzhuo, smiled brightly, and said softly.

"Isn't the golden scale just a thing in the pond? It transforms into a dragon when encountering the storm!"

This well-dressed young man was very gentle and did not back down because of Fu Junzhuo's bad attitude. He bowed and apologized.

Song Shidao told the story about the rebel army's defeat of the Sui navy. Seeing the anxious look on Fu Junzhuo's face, he hurriedly said with courtesy.

"The lower one keeps the form, the upper one keeps the spirit, the spirit is like God, and the sign is like movement. The movement of opportunity is inseparable from its emptiness. This emptiness is very empty, but it is not empty. It is quiet and quiet, and its coming and going cannot be met.

Chasing, welcoming and following it, and harmonizing it with unintentional intention, this is the first stage of attaining the beginning of Xuan Dao."

The scenery in the city is unique, with rivers criss-crossing the rivers. Hundreds of stone arch bridges are erected on the rivers. People live by the water. Residential houses are scattered in rows. Streets are formed by water, cities are formed by water, roads are formed by water, water, roads and bridges.

The houses are integrated into one, giving a tranquil and simple water city scenery, as tender as water.

Song Lu was different from Song Shidao. He was wary of Hou Xibai and the others. He asked about their identities and wanted to judge the relationship between enemies and friends.

The men present, whether they were Song Lu, Song Shidao, Kou Zhong, or Xu Ziling, were all rare and handsome men, but in front of Hou Xibai, they all eclipsed them, like stars over the moon.

The clouds give people a sense of heroic spirit, the eyes are like cold stars, dazzling, able to see through people's hearts and illuminate the darkness, the bridge of the nose is high, straight and flawless, the lips are thin, red and crystal clear, the facial features are exquisite, perfect, and even more rare

It is a perfect and harmonious combination into a whole, which makes people feel amazing and extremely handsome at a glance.

Hou Xibai stood on the pier, looking at the merchant ships filling the river, thinking thoughtfully. Li Zitong's rebel army in the East China Sea had just crossed the Huai River, formed an alliance with Du Fuwei, defeated the Sui Division, and sent an army to the south.

Directly force Liyang. If Liyang is attacked, the Yangtze River waterway traffic will be cut off, so now everyone adopts a wait-and-see attitude and dares to go west only after seeing the situation clearly.

A handsome and graceful young man, half a head taller than Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling. He was not weak at all. His back was straight and his shoulders were wide. Although he was dressed as a scholar, he had a sword on his waist. Although the sword was hidden

However, there was a sharp edge coming out of the sheath, giving people a feeling of superb martial arts. He looked at the confused Fu Junzhuo and the three of them and couldn't help but speak.

Hou Xibai's five senses were sharp, and he suddenly heard the voices of Fu Junzhuo and the others coming from the room not far away. He showed a surprised look. He did not expect that there would be an unexpected surprise. He heard the "Nine Mysterious Dafa" written by Fu Cailin, the master of Yijian.

, it really takes no effort at all.

Song Shidao's handsome face showed a bit of pride and he said seriously.

"The meaning of unintentional should refer to the state of mind that is intentional or unintentional, so it is empty but not empty, it is done quietly, and it cannot be met when it comes, and it cannot be chased when it goes."

Fu Junzhuo's voice was much softer than before, and could even be called gentle, which was very consistent with the Rakshasa woman's temperament.

"Maybe you understand what this means?"

Song Shidao's words were extremely loud. After all, Li Zitong and Du Fuwei were not even looked down upon by Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, but he had just spoken so confidently, so he must have something to rely on.

"We are destined to meet each other. If you don't dislike this young master, of course you can!"

"If I guess correctly, Mr. Hou is a passionate young man, Hou Xibai!"

Fu Junzhuo was from Goguryeo, so naturally there was no hope between him and him. This made Song Shidao, who fell in love with Fu Junzhuo at first sight, heartbroken.

"What do our own affairs have to do with you?"

However, Hou Xibai's performance also aroused Song Lu's curiosity, and he turned to look at this handsome young man.

Song Shidao was very discerning and saw Fu Junzhuo's plan and said quickly.

Song Shidao's face turned pale. The Song clan valued bloodlines the most and always adhered to tradition. It strictly prohibited intermarriage between clan members and non-Han people, so it was regarded as Han orthodoxy in the world.

Xu Ziling also spoke about his own understanding, and his wisdom and understanding were not weaker than Kou Zhong's.

"Mr. Song, since you are so enthusiastic, I wonder if you can take me as an idler with you?"

Danyang City is the largest city upstream of Yangzhou City. It is the only way from the inland to Yangzhou City and then to the sea. Its importance is second only to Yangzhou. Of course, it owes it to the Grand Canal that runs from north to south.

"Mom, what's so difficult about this? It's too easy!"

Fu Junzhuo did not deny it. His pretty face was as cold as frost. He nodded slightly without saying a word. His eyes were like a sharp sword, staring at Hou Xibai, looking for his flaw, ready to attack.

Hou Xibai was not afraid of Fu Junzhuo's murderous intentions at all. He had piercing eyes and a cynical smile on his handsome face. He smiled and asked softly.

After a long time, a sigh sounded above the river and spread far away. Hou Xibai sighed.

Song Lu knew Fu Junzhuo's identity and did not show much surprise. When he tested Fu Junzhuo just now, it was to remind Song Shidao that the other party was most likely not a Han from the Central Plains and was not suitable for him. Now Hou Xibai said it clearly

, but it saved his energy and he didn’t need to do anything more.

Hou Xibai's eyes were filled with sparkling light, and he looked at Liu Jing, thoughtfully, with a smile on his lips. It was interesting that he was from the Yingui sect. What the Yingui sect was best at was going to major universities.

The forces are filled with women, some overt and some covert, all of whom are pawns of the Yingui faction. The existence of these pawns has given the Yingui faction many more allies.

When Fu Junzhuo heard this, his mind moved slightly. He finally made up his mind and asked with a slightly gentler tone.

Fu Junzhuo saw that Song Shidao's attitude was sincere and gentle, and seemed to have only good intentions. His expression softened a little, his coldness subsided a bit, and he still said distantly.

Fu Junzhuo was causing trouble in the Central Plains, and he was from Goguryeo. He had a blood feud with the Sui Dynasty. How could he dare to reveal his identity? He said calmly with a pretty face and an indifferent tone.

Now that they saw Fu Junzhuo and the other two people encountering difficulties on the dock, they were even more delighted and took the initiative to ask for acquaintance.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling are both extremely talented and insightful, but they wasted their years because they were born as orphans. Now they have obtained the "Secret of Immortality" and met Fu Junzhuo. It was the fate of the two of them that they will transform into dragons.

, soaring in the nine heavens on the wind, stirring up changes in the world.

"Isn't it just that from the visible method to the invisible method, without thinking about the divine movement, when the opportunity comes, you will come into contact with the invisible treasure house that you know and have in your body that your mother pointed to, and the divine mechanism will be activated, and then you will control it with unintentional thoughts.

If you use it, you can develop his mother's true energy."

Fu Junzhuo's beautiful eyes were thoughtful, and his pretty face was a little more cautious. He looked Song Shidao up and down, frowned slightly, and said.

"Miss Fu, I wonder if what Hou said is correct?"

Hou Xibai followed Fu Junzhuo and others, and also found a separate room on the boat. He was admiring the hundreds of beautiful pictures he had drawn during this period. There were mountain elves like Shi Qingxuan, who were carefree; there were high-ranking people like Song Yuhua.

The ladies are gentle and noble; there is the master concubine Xuan and the fairy in white, who is stunning and holy; the demon witch Luan Wan is charming and coquettish; the little phoenix of the Dugu family is dressed in red and has a sharp sword, and is extremely sharp and so on. These women are all the heroines of the world, and they will not let them go.

Men are even better than men.

"Miss Fu, she is reserved and reserved. She has a superior martial arts inheritance, and her sword style is also full of exotic sentiments. I wonder who the master is, who actually trained someone as brilliant as this girl?"

When Fu Junzhuo heard this, a chill flashed through his beautiful eyes, his sharp edge was revealed, his hand was on the hilt of the sword, and he seemed to have murderous intent in his heart.

At first glance, the white clothes are more beautiful than the snow, and they are flowing elegantly, with a cynical detachment about them.

"Beautiful Tang Tu, I, Master Song, would like to apologize in advance. I did not dare to disturb you, but I saw that the girl seemed to be confused about the return of the river boats, so I ventured to inquire. I had no other intention."

Hou Xibai put away his pen and stood up, looking at the woman on the fan. She was both spiritual and lifelike, with an inexplicable edge coming out of the painting, which made people's hair stand on end. Hou Xibai nodded with satisfaction, put away the fan, and pinned it down.

Standing with his hands behind his waist, he looked at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling on the fishing boat not far away, with light shining in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The man is about forty years old, but he has white hair and a beautiful silver-white beard. However, he does not show signs of aging at all. He is graceful and majestic, with the air of a great man, and his demeanor is very humble and polite.

"If you dare to say that, you must have an extraordinary background, so that even Li Zitong and Du Fuwei would not dare to offend you!"
To be continued...