The host and guest sat down, and the topic returned to the matter of marriage proposal.
"Brother Yao, what do you want to do today? You can't have one woman marry two husbands, right?"
Hong Qigong said impatiently.
"Seventh brother, there is no need to be anxious. My daughter's marriage is of great importance and cannot be decided rashly. How about this, let's leave it as it is for today and wait for the brother to think about it overnight. How about we discuss it tomorrow?"
Huang Yaoshi couldn't make a decision for a while. If he had his own way, Ouyang Ke, who seemed to be charming and suave, would be much better than Guo Jing. However, Hong Qigong came to propose marriage to Guo Jing in person, and also accepted Guo Jing as his disciple. In this way,
Come on, one is the descendant of Xidu and the other is the disciple of Beibei. They have equal status. No matter which one he chooses, he will offend the other. He has to consider the consequences. Moreover, his daughter Huang Rong is devoted to Guo Jing, so they can be regarded as two people.
They were in love with each other, but this would put Huang Yaoshi in a difficult position.
In desperation, he had no choice but to put the topic aside for the time being and came up with a delaying plan, which would give him a night's time to think about it carefully.
"Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow. The old beggar wants to see what solution you can come up with."
Although Hong Qigong was dissatisfied, he could understand the difficulties Huang Yaoshi was facing at this time, so he stopped forcing it.
Ouyang Feng hummed and agreed.
After a night of silence, Huang Yaoshi finally came up with a solution in the early morning of the next day. When Taiyuan heard this, he went back to the original path.
Huang Yaoshi proposed three competitions. The first competition was of course not between Guo Jing and Ouyang Ke, but between Hong Qigong and Ouyang Ke, and Ouyang Feng against Guo Jing. The two sides restrained each other. Neither Ouyang Feng nor Hong Qigong could be cruel.
Hands, as long as one of the two juniors is injured, the one who took the shot will be considered a loser. Both sides compete on the roof, and whoever lands first will lose.
This method is as fair as possible and can be said to be impartial, which shows Huang Yaoshi's talent.
After Huang Yaoshi finished speaking, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong both agreed.
"Okay, you Huang Laoxie is the only one who can come up with such a weird and exciting method. Come on, Ouyang boy, let's do it now!"
Hong Qigong let out a long laugh, and jumped up like a dragon on the roof.
Ouyang Ke looked at Ouyang Feng and when he received a positive reply, he also used Qinggong and jumped up.
Then Guo Jing and Ouyang Feng also arrived at another roof.
Huang Yaoshi gave the order and the fight between the two sides began.
The skills of Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng were much higher than those of their two juniors, so naturally this competition was just a competition. In terms of moves, there was no need for internal strength. Hong Qigong used Xiaoyaoyou's palm skills to deal with Ouyang Ke. In the blink of an eye, the two of them
It took a few moves.
Although Ouyang Ke lacks internal strength due to his character, he comes from the Xidu sect, and his external skills are quite sophisticated. He uses many martial arts from Baituo Mountain, such as Shentuo Snow Mountain Palm, Spirit Snake Boxing, etc.
The changes are subtle and the moves are mysterious.
It's just that Ouyang Ke was astute and knew that no matter what moves he used, he would never be Hong Qigong's opponent, so he played a trick. He made false moves, his body shape changed, and turned into a white shadow.
The rooftops were erratic, and if they didn't fight Hong Qizheng face to face, they were just trying to delay time.
He thought very clearly that as long as he delayed this fight until his uncle knocked Guo Jing off the roof, he would be victorious and there was no need to fight forcefully.
The two of them were only competing with their moves and never used their internal strength, so even with Hong Qigong's pure martial arts, he was unable to gain any advantage in the face of Ouyang Ke's method of avoiding the real and attacking the weak.
On the contrary, Guo Jing was simple-minded and did not have so many tricks. Once he made a move, he used a set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and fought with Ouyang Feng.
Ouyang Feng was overjoyed when he saw Guo Jing being so sincere. He changed his palm skills and used a spiritual snake boxing technique he had created in recent years. His fists and feet were agile, his bones were soft, he was erratic and flexible, and just a few moves made Guo Jing miserable.
Word.
After all, he was a master of the generation. With Ouyang Feng's martial arts attainments, even if he didn't use internal strength, Guo Jing's little effort would hardly be his opponent. The only highlight was that he could sustain a few moves in Xi Du's hands.
As a result, the two battle groups showed completely different appearances. Ouyang Ke only used Qinggong and body skills plus feints to fight. He looked very lively and fought Hong Qigong vigorously. On the contrary, Guo Jing was already at a disadvantage.
Facing Ouyang Feng's weird Spirit Snake Fist, he could only resist back and forth with all his strength, but he was still stuck on the left and right, and his body kept retreating, gradually retreating to the eaves of the house, and he might fall down at any time.
Huang Yaoshi's face was expressionless, and Taiyuan watched with interest. Huang Rong was the only one with an anxious look on her face. She could also tell that Guo Jing was in a bad situation. This round of competition was shaky and might fail at any time.
"Taoist Priest Taiyuan, aren't you a very skilled martial artist? Come and help Brother Jing. Look, he's about to fall to the ground."
Huang Rong was anxious and said beside Taiyuan.
"Haha, Huang Rong, this battle is very exciting, let's continue watching. Besides, this competition was proposed by your father, Island Master Huang, for the sake of fairness. How can Pindao help? Isn't that bad?
rule?"
Taiyuan smiled lightly. He did not take action directly, but kept observing the moves of Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng. These two were both martial arts masters. Let's not talk about Hong Qigong for the time being. He once discussed Tao Yue with them.
Yu knew his kung fu relatively well, but Ouyang Feng was different. Taiyuan was still very impressed by Xidu's martial arts talent, and was currently observing his exquisite martial arts.
"Taoist Priest Taiyuan is right, Ronger, just watch and see how you can get someone to intervene at this time."
Even with Huang Yaoshi's skill, he couldn't hear what Huang Rong said, so he warned in a serious tone.
On the roof, Hong Qigong only fought a dozen moves before he saw Ouyang Ke's intention. He was secretly angry. This guy was too cunning, so he gave a clear shout, his body flashed, as fast as lightning, and he volleyed in the air.
The palm was smacked towards Ouyang Ke. The roaring palm power was very frightening. Ouyang Ke's expression changed and he felt that the void around him had solidified. It was impossible to dodge. In desperation, it was also a palm strike.
When he hit it, it collided with Hong Qigong's palm, and there was a crisp sound. Ouyang Ke only felt that the bones and flesh all over his body trembled for a moment, like an electric shock. His whole body was stiff and numb, and his lower body was immediately unstable. He staggered back, and in a few steps he fell.
Retreat to the eaves.
With a slight cry, Ouyang Ke yelled that something was wrong. He didn't expect that in just one move, he would be beaten into a mess by Hong Qigong. With that volley of palms, although there was no internal force, Hong Qigong's martial arts skills were from the outside to the inside.
, is the number one martial artist in the world today, even his uncle Ouyang Feng is not as good as him. How could he be Bei Beggar's opponent simply by comparing moves.
On the other side, Ouyang Feng heard Ouyang Ke's screams. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Ouyang Ke was in a bad situation. He was afraid that he would fall to the ground within a few moves, so he felt fierce in his heart and could not hold back the Spirit Snake Fist.
, Shentuo Snow Mountain Palm, and even Baituo Mountain's quick movement and lightness skills were brought out. It can be said that except for the strong innate true energy, he has used all his strength.
In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Feng launched dozens of moves in a row. Guo Jing was already at the end of his strength, and now it was even worse. He felt that there were many shadows of palms in front of his eyes, and he could not see clearly the origin of Ouyang Feng's moves, so he had to hold back for a while.
With his tone, he performed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from beginning to end. After completing a set of palm techniques, he suddenly felt empty all over his body. Just as he was wondering, his shoulders went numb, and Ouyang Feng's palm had already slapped him on the shoulder.
.
This was the last straw. His body rose into the air and fell to the ground.
Almost at the same time, Ouyang Ke was also beaten down by Hong Qigong.
In mid-air, with nowhere to draw on, both Guo Jing and Ouyang Ke have no choice but to land on the ground. The difference is who comes first and who comes last, which can determine victory or defeat.
Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong watched intently, wanting to see the final result.
At this moment, he could see that Guo Jing's hard work these days had been accomplished. He was in mid-air, and he did not have the ability to control the wind with nothingness, so he took a deep breath, his inner breath circulated, and with the clarity in his mind, Quan Zhen suddenly emerged.
Using the many tricks of the Jin Yan Gong to borrow force in the air, his whole body was shaken. Although he could not rise into the air again, he still let his body pause in the void.
It's this pause that makes the difference between victory and defeat.
With a plop, Ouyang Ke finally landed first, and the first game was considered a loss.
Seeing this scene, Ouyang Feng sighed, helpless, but Hong Qigong laughed again and again, extremely happy.
"Haha, Jing'er, good job. You have won the first game. Huang Laoxie, please announce the result quickly."
Huang Yaoshi said calmly: "It was Guo Xian's nephew who won the first round."
Ouyang Ke's face was livid, but he had no choice but to secretly get angry and think about how to move back in the next game.
The test method in the second round was, not surprisingly, still based on musical rhythm.
As soon as this result came out, Hong Qigong and Guo Jing were dumbfounded. Both of them were considered pure martial artists. Naturally, they knew nothing about the art of music. Huang Yaoshi's method of competing in the second game was beyond anyone's ability.
After a quarrel, Huang Yaoshi had made up his mind and would not change his mind.
Although Hong Qigong was angry, he couldn't give up halfway. If he really left out of anger, he would really benefit Ouyang Feng's uncle and nephew in the end.
In this round of competition, there is no doubt that Guo Jing has no musical knowledge at all. How can he find the beat in Huang Yaoshi's flute? He can only hit it randomly, unknowingly adding his inner strength, showing off his rapid improvement of inner strength.
The final result was naturally Ouyang Ke's victory.
At the end of the two rounds of competition, both sides each won one game, and it was considered a draw.
So the only variable is the third game.
The third test was about memory. After Huang Yaoshi made the announcement, no matter what Guo Jing and Ouyang Ke thought, he took out a yellowed book from his arms. There were four crooked seal characters on the cover, which read Jiuyin Zhen.
through.
"Hey, Island Master Huang is also cunning. He had already obtained the second volume of the Nine Yin Manual from Mei Chaofeng, but now he brought out this fragment."
Taiyuan muttered secretly in his heart, he knew that Mei Chaofeng at Guiyun Village returned the Nine Yin Manual to Huang Yaoshi, but at this time Huang Yaoshi took out this incomplete scripture.
"But after thinking about it, this scripture has a profound meaning. It should be the remaining pages that Feng Heng wrote before he died. Huang Yaoshi's move was out of infatuation."
Vaguely understanding Huang Yaoshi's thoughts, Taiyuan was also filled with emotion. Such a talented martial arts master, although he was known as Dongxie, was also a very affectionate person.
"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than enough damage. Therefore, the virtual is better than the real, and the deficiency is more than enough..."
Above the scriptures, every word is exquisite and profound, and contains many Taoist mysteries. Taiyuan just glanced at it and stopped paying attention. The martial arts he possessed at this time was already extensive enough. Let’s not talk about anything else. Quanzhen Sect
His innate skills were enough for him to comprehend, so he didn't have that much desire for the Nine Yin Manual. Besides, he had also obtained the Double Ninth Festival inscriptions. Although the Nine Yin Manual was not complete, it still contained many subtleties.
place.
Guo Jing and Ouyang Ke read the scriptures one after another.
After starting to recite, Ouyang Ke was indeed very talented. Although he only read it once, he still recited a large section.
When Guo Jing started to recite, Taiyuan was shocked and began to pay attention.
Guo Jing is a foolish person. It would be nonsense to say that he has a photographic memory. However, he has countless opportunities. He has long been familiar with the Jiuyin Sutra.
Later, it far exceeded the records in the book, and it was a blockbuster.
Huang Yaoshi was extremely shocked. He seemed to have never expected that Guo Jing would have such ability.
Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed with a deep light, and he vaguely understood something.
The result of this game is self-evident, Guo Jing's performance was perfect.
"Oh, he is indeed the protagonist of luck. Many things have changed, but Guo Jing still got the complete Nine Yin Manual. His inertia is really strong."
Taiyuan was filled with emotion. Needless to say, Guo Jing got the Nine Yin Manual from the old naughty boy. However, the second volume in Huang Yaoshi's hands came from the old naughty boy. But later, the old naughty boy had destroyed the original scripture.
Okay, so where does this next volume of scripture come from?
This question appeared in Taiyuan's mind, but it made him want to see the old naughty boy as soon as possible and ask about it.
A competition for marriage came to an end, and the final winner was naturally Guo Jing, who got the beauty from then on. Even though Huang Yaoshi was dissatisfied with him, since he had made a promise, it could only be like this.
The marriage recruitment was over. Taiyuan also watched the excitement and then said to Huang Yaoshi: "Master Huang, I heard that my great uncle has been on the island these years. I wonder where he is?"
Huang Yaoshi's expression changed slightly, and finally he sighed and said, "Yes, Zhou Botong is indeed on my island. Since you want to find him, Taiyuan Taoist Priest, then let me come."
"What? Zhou Botong of the Quanzhen Sect is on this island? Okay, okay, Brother Yao is really good at it. It seems that the Nine Yin Manual has fallen into the hands of Brother Yao. We are afraid of the next sword debate in Mount Huashan.
No longer a rival."
Ouyang Feng was already thinking about the origin of Guo Jing's Nine Yin Manual, but at this moment he suddenly heard that Zhou Botong was on Peach Blossom Island. He was startled, and then said in a gloomy tone.
"Humph, Brother Feng is overly worried. Huang once swore that he would take the Nine Yin Scriptures to his deceased wife's grave and be cremated. He would never practice the martial arts mentioned in the scriptures during his lifetime. What do you have?
Worryingly, as for the scriptures on the old naughty boy, Huang has not obtained them yet."
Huang Yaoshi snorted, what a arrogant person he is. Since Feng Heng's death, although he is still obsessed with the Nine Yin Sutra, it is not to practice the martial arts in the sutra, but to commemorate himself with the sutra.
's wife.
As for the meaning of Ouyang Feng's words, how could he not understand, and naturally he was a little dissatisfied.
Ouyang Feng chuckled lightly and said no more. As for Huang Yaoshi's statement, he naturally didn't believe it. He only believed that the Nine Yin Manual was such a wonderful martial art, and he didn't believe that Huang Yaoshi wouldn't practice it after he got it.
It is nonsense to burn the scriptures to commemorate his deceased wife.
"What Island Master Huang said is absolutely true. Only in this way can we be considered a master. How about the Nine Yin Manual? It is just a martial arts created by our predecessors. When we reach this realm, the most important thing is to understand the great path of martial arts. As for what
Martial arts secrets and the like are not that important anymore."
Taiyuan smiled lightly and admired Huang Yaoshi's statement very much.
Among the five arts, Huang Yaoshi is the most amazing. The others basically inherited the legacy of their predecessors. There is only the Peach Blossom Island lineage. Many martial arts were mostly created by Huang Yaoshi. But this is the only point.
, which is enough to see his extraordinary qualities.
The group of people followed Huang Yaoshi and walked around among the peach blossoms on the island for a few times before they saw a cave not far away.
"Alright, Taiyuan Taoist, Zhou Botong is in the cave ahead."
Huang Yaoshi pointed to the cave and said.
"Well, thank you so much to Lord Huang." After Taiyuan finished speaking, he carefully investigated and found that the cave was completely empty, obviously no one was inside.
"I am a poor Taoist, Quanzhen Taiyuan, and I would like to invite my uncle to come out and see me."
Standing at the entrance of the cave, Taiyuan did not enter, but spoke in a direction beside the cave entrance.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared from the bushes not far away. This man had thick beard and hair, and looked like a shaggy ball. His clothes were in tatters, and he only had one pair of eyes, as pure as a baby, as bright and deep as a baby.
, seems very extraordinary.
"Eh? You have a calf nose like the Quanzhen sect? How did you suddenly arrive at Huang Laoxie's Peach Blossom Island? Did he also capture you? No, no, if you were captured, how could you be so intact?
With my magical powers back then, my legs were broken before I was captured, so there is no way you could have escaped unscathed."
Zhou Botong jumped next to Taiyuan, looking left and right, his eyes moving rapidly, and his mouth kept asking questions like a barrage of questions.
"Okay, Uncle Master, please be quiet for a while!"
Taiyuan frowned. He naturally admired Zhou Botong's martial arts talent, but when it came to his mental wisdom, he couldn't be more respectful. When he saw him walking around, he snorted softly,
He stretched out his hand to explore, and it suddenly fell on his shoulder.
This move was so sudden that even with Zhou Botong's martial arts skills, he didn't react before Taiyuan grabbed his shoulder with one hand. The innate Gang Qi circulated in his body, and the extremely pure Gang Qi broke through directly.
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