Chapter 12 Gui Zhong descends the mountain, the Temple of the Magic Mountain
After practicing Xiyi swordsmanship once, Gui Zhong did not continue. It was not that he did not work hard, but that he knew in his heart that such a profound and unpredictable skill could definitely not be improved by hard practice. It also required careful speculation, analysis, and deduction. All kinds of mysteries and mysteries of this swordsmanship. Only by understanding each move of this swordsmanship and its essence can you get twice the result with half the effort. It is obviously impossible to become a master by practicing hard, especially after returning home. The Xiyi swordsmanship that Zhong is now practicing is infinitely mysterious and complicated, and it is not the kind of skillful or clumsy method at all.
After practicing Xiyi Sword Technique for a period of time, Gui Zhong has made great progress. If he wants to continue to improve, it will not be so easy. After all, his current skill is not enough. If he wants to practice this sword technique to a high level, he still has enough strength. Not caught.
After Xiyi's swordsmanship was somewhat accomplished, Gui Zhong no longer insisted on this swordsmanship. Instead, he continued to go to the cave to check out the many swordsmanships carved on the stone walls. Among them, the one he was most concerned about was a Huashan secret skill that killed people. Lian San Sword, this sword technique was a secret skill of the sword sect back then. The three swords were executed in one go, starting with a straight strike to the head; if the opponent leaned away and got out of the way, then circled the long sword and slashed across the waist; if the opponent could still avoid it, , will inevitably jump over the sword, then the long sword will flip back and stab the opponent's back quickly. There are no eyes on the opponent's back, so it is extremely difficult to dodge. These three sword moves are thrilling and decisive, and are a first-class way to save the enemy's life. With this technique, Gui Zhong could feel the murderous intent just by looking at the humanoid drawing on the stone wall.
Immediately, he rehearsed directly, slashing out with the sword, the sound of the wind was overwhelming, the cold air was strong, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring. Then he circled the long sword, doing everything horizontally, and finally turned the sword back to tease. Each move was more thrilling than the last. It was really a killing swordsmanship.
"This swordsmanship is really ferocious. It is a pure killing sword. When facing the enemy, it depends on nature. The wonderful use of it depends on one mind. I have practiced it skillfully. When encountering danger in the future, it can be said to be a powerful move." The special skills at the bottom of the box may be life-saving."
Although Gui Zhong has not yet walked down the mountain, he also knows that the world is dangerous. A few years ago, his senior brother Feng Nandi was so angry that he entered the government office at night and picked off people's heads. How heroic. But wasn't it also dangerous later? If it weren't for good luck, I'm afraid You are really going to die! So once you go down the mountain and walk in the rivers and lakes, it is dangerous everywhere and you must check it out. Even the first-class masters do not dare to be careless. I don’t know how many people in the rivers and lakes have fallen into disgrace in the past and present. Return Zhong also thought that while he was still cultivating in Huashan, he would be sure to have a few more life-saving trump cards, so he became more and more interested in the deadly three-immortal sword and did not dare to relax at all when practicing.
Practicing over and over again, after meditating and refining Qi every day, he would practice swordsmanship. Gui Zhong never relaxed for a day during the days when he was thinking of crossing the cliff, because he wanted to practice the many swordsmanship he knew to the extreme, and he must turn it into himself. Instinct: When facing an enemy, you can move out at will, so that you won't be in a hurry and endanger your own life.
Suddenly, a year passed. During the year, Gui Zhong spent most of the time practicing swordsmanship and martial arts on Siguo Cliff. He made breakthroughs in his cultivation. Finally, he completely penetrated the Twelve Sutras and reached the sixth level of Huashan Mental Technique. At the peak, his internal energy is pure, dense, thick and vast, and his strength is already extraordinary.
Ever since he came to Huashan Mountain on a snowy night and became Gui Zhong, he has not dared to relax for a day in these years. At first, it was to cure his own congenital deficiencies and stubborn illnesses, and then he was immersed in martial arts, unable to extricate himself, unaware of the sun and the moon. Now, He has grown from a boy to a young man.
On this day, Gui Zhong went down Si Guo Cliff, returned to his home on Yunu Peak and wrote the next letter. However, he left a message about his coming down the mountain. Once Gui Xinshu and his wife returned to the mountain, they would
When he saw it, there was no need to worry, everything was ready, he took dozens of taels of money, and he was dressed in a green Taoist robe, with long hair, and a long sword hanging from his waist. He walked all the way, as light as a feather, and soon descended from Huashan Mountain.
Looking at the majestic and precipitous peaks of Huashan Mountain behind him, Gui Zhong let out a deep breath, turned his eyes around, and suddenly felt that his mind was broad, and there was no place in the vast world where he could not be free!
"I came from the mountains, and once I entered the world of mortals, I was a wanderer thousands of miles away. How could I find the truth?"
With a long chant, the sound shook the surrounding areas and frightened countless birds. The returning bell ignored it, laughed a long time, swayed in its footsteps, and went far away in the blink of an eye.
It is already the middle of winter. The cold wind is howling in the Guanzhong land and the air-conditioning is oppressive. On an official road not far from Mount Huashan, there is a Taoist in green who is striding forward. This Taoist has beautiful features. Although he is not very handsome, he has a certain charm of his own.
Fan Saran's spirit is heart-breaking. This person is none other than Gui Zhong.
He came down from the mountain. He didn't have any specific destination for a while, so he just walked away. Although it was a cold season, he had accomplished Taoist internal skills and his internal energy was pure. As he circulated, he felt warm all over his body.
Rongrong, a single-dress Taoist robe, is not a big deal, but is very loose and comfortable.
The steps started, and the Jin Yan Kung was secretly used. It seemed that it was neither fast nor slow, but in fact, there was a long way to go with each step, and the speed was not slow.
Not long after, the sky was filled with heavy lead clouds, and the cold wind became more and more shrill. In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth became completely white, and there was actually heavy snowfall, and the weather became even colder.
Gui Zhong frowned. The snow was falling so heavily that it was not a good time to rush on the road. And now he had no way to go to the village or shop. There was only one person in the vast white snow, which made him feel a bit lonely. His steps were getting faster and faster.
The mysterious power in his body was running, and his whole body was like a blue phantom, running rapidly on the snow.
After walking for half an hour, even with Gui Zhong's current skills, he felt a little tired, and his energy and blood were boiling. "I can't continue, my energy and blood are like a furnace. If this continues, it will damage my vitality. Please find a place to take shelter from the wind."
Snow." This thought flashed through his mind, and Gui Zhong's eyes lit up. There was a mountain temple not far away. The temple was dilapidated, and there had been no incense for an unknown period of time. Of course, he would not care about these things. The mountain temple
Although it is dilapidated, it can be sheltered from the wind and snow. It is good to have a place to stay in such a situation.
After taking a few more steps, Gui Zhong soon entered a dilapidated temple. Dust was everywhere, and half of the statues inside had collapsed. It looked quite desolate.
Gui Zhong didn't care, he cleared an open space, sat down cross-legged, took out the dry food on his body, ate a few mouthfuls, and drank a few swigs of strong wine, and his body became warmer immediately.
"Looking at the direction of the wind, the heavy snow may not stop for a while. It seems that we will spend the night here tonight." Looking at the sky, Gui Zhong closed his eyes and sat in silence, practicing his internal energy.
The wind and snow were dancing wildly, the sky and the earth were covered in silver, but the light gradually dimmed, and soon night fell.
In the mountain temple, the Gui Zhong was breathing softly, and there was not even a light. Under the roar of the wind, the temple seemed more and more miserable. Of course, all this made no difference to him, let alone nothing.
He was afraid, but on such a windy and snowy night, the internal Xuan Gong was operating and spreading more and more, and traces of the Xuan Sect's internal power were derived, which were pure and dense, and the skills were getting deeper and deeper.
I don't know how long it took, but the wind and snow outside still didn't stop. Gui Zhong, who was in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes. Under the dark night, his eyes sparkled like lightning, which was so shocking.
"Huh? There are still people rushing here on this vast snowy night? How strange!" He muttered to himself, and he didn't care much, but he didn't expect that the footsteps were getting heavier and heavier, and they were actually heading towards the mountain where he was hiding.
Come to the temple.
Phew! A biting cold wind blew, and with a squeak, the dilapidated door of the mountain temple was opened. Snowflakes swept in, adding a bit of chill to the temple.
"Woooo..." A muffled scream sounded, like a ghost, sudden and terrifying.
"Damn it, you little bitch is not honest. When you get back to the village, you will feel better!" A rough voice sounded, accompanied by a burst of punches and kicks.
"Hey, Zhao Laoer, you are useless. You can't even handle a delicate little girl. There won't be a peaceful moment on this journey." Another sharp voice laughed strangely, like a night owl, in this dark place.
The mountain temple is becoming more and more crowded.
"Hmph, Wang Mazi, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me? I found this girl myself. How can my share of the credit be so unusual for the boss!"
"Okay, Zhao Laoer, do you want to monopolize this kind of credit? Come on, come on, wait for me to light the lights, and you and I will compete on this snowy night to see who is more powerful!"
Gui Zhong listened to the two people shouting and shouting without saying a word, and his eyes gradually became cold. Although he only listened to a few words, he got a general idea. It was obvious that Wang Mazi and Zhao Laoer were the two people.
It's not a good thing. In addition, he also sensed a soft breathing sound, which must be a woman.
With a crackling sound, light gradually lit up in the dark ruined temple. Zhao Laoer and Wang Mazi lit the fire. Just as they were about to continue teasing a few more times, their eyes suddenly widened and they were startled. Even the torches in their hands
They all fell to the ground, and the light in the entire temple flickered.
"who!"
"Damn it, is it a human or a ghost? Tell me!"
The two people suddenly saw a black shadow under the statue, and were startled on the spot. The black shadow they saw was naturally Gui Zhong.
"Huh? Wang Mazi, stop calling ghosts, it's not a ghost, it turns out to be a Taoist!"
Zhao Laoer suddenly came to his senses, picked up the torch from the ground, looked at it carefully, and finally saw Gui Zhong's face clearly, he was a young Taoist. He finally felt a lot more relaxed.
"As expected, he is a Taoist. Damn it, that boy, you are so disgusting. You didn't say a word. Do you want to scare your grandpa and me?" Under the light, Gui Zhong also saw clearly the faces of the two people. That Zhao Laoer
He is tall, dark-skinned, full of flesh, and has a fierce look on his face. He doesn't look like a good person. Wang Mazi is just the opposite. He has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a thin body, and a pair of triangular eyes that exude a vicious light from time to time. He just saw it.
The appearance of these two people dimmed in front of his eyes. Wang Mazi had already stepped in front of him, slapped his face with his thin palm, and cursed angrily while slapping him. For mobile phone users, please visit http:/