Li Chengliang originally thought the two of them were weird, but when he heard Wang Lele shouting, his eyes shone strangely. He was originally the manager of Liaodong and had been guarding the border for more than ten years. He had experienced hundreds of battles and was well-informed. All residents outside the customs, no matter they were
Which ethnic group is it from, Jurchen, Mongolian, Goryeo, Japanese pirates?
No matter how he dressed or disguised, he could tell at a glance, but he couldn't figure out the way around these two people in front of him, and he couldn't predict their behavior, as if they were visitors from outside the world.
Wang Lele stuck out his tongue, knowing that he had spilled the beans. He glanced at his brother with his eyes, playing with the platinum sword, and kept cutting the long, soft grass around him.
The wind on the grassland blew whistling, bringing with it a tranquil atmosphere, mixed with the fragrance of earth and green grass, and a trace of moisture, which made people feel extremely comfortable. Li Zicheng, a child, did not listen to a few people talking, and spent most of his time there.
Silently he looked up at the sky, as if there was something in the sky that he was very interested in.
"Qingcheng Flying Sword?" Li Chengliang's eyes fell on the platinum sword in Wang Lele's hand, and he looked at it carefully for a while, "It must have been used for decades, but it is a pity that the materials are lacking. They only use yellow, platinum, and iron.
Without the essence, its power is limited.”
Wang Zhong heard that Li Chengliang only glanced at him, and even the origin and information of Feijian were revealed. The two brothers and sisters looked at each other, secretly surprised in their hearts.
"Good boy! How could the ancients be so powerful? It's really not simple. It seems like what my brother said, it's not that easy to be the emperor." Wang Lele was still dreaming about Wu Zetian in his heart, but he gradually lost confidence.
Wang Zhong knew that there were many flaws in his identity, and he couldn't hide it no matter what. It would only make the former Liaodong General Soldier more suspicious, so he might as well keep silent about their origins. He then narrowed his eyes and laughed, and moved on to other topics.
Li Chengliang saw that the two people did not tell them their origins, so it was not easy to ask. After all, they met by chance, and the other party had saved him. "Uncle, let's go!" Li Zicheng helped lift the snake saliva flag and gave Wang Zhong a cold look.
Only then did Wang Zhong see the long flag clearly. The pole of the flag was made of iron, and the surface of the silk flag was white and slightly yellow. From top to bottom, there seemed to be eighteen black snakes drawn with ink on the flag surface.
Each has its own posture, coiled and twisted, vivid and ready to move, with an aura that is about to burst out.
As soon as the flags were erected, the wind made the silk flags rustle, and a strong smell of snake smell came out from the flags. It made people nauseous, and the smell was extremely unpleasant. Wang Zhong even frowned, and Wang Lele frowned.
He even covered his nose.
"It's really miraculous that this flag can restrain flying swords." Wang Zhong saw with his own eyes that Li Chengliang used this snake saliva flag to fight with Wei Zhongxian's flying sword. As soon as the flag was shaken, several black air entangled and gathered into a group. It was so fierce.
The flying sword actually couldn't penetrate.
"My banner is made of the venom from the mouths of 1,800 Southern Xinjiang vipers and the essence and blood of their whole bodies. As long as it is activated by internal energy, the venom on the banner will immediately boil and disperse into gas. It will not only contaminate the flying sword, but also stain it.
People die immediately!"
Li Chengliang smiled: "I want to rush to Hetuala, do you want to go? The war in Hetuala is imminent. Three religions and nine schools, masters from all over the country, strange people and strangers are all gathering outside the pass. The forms are complicated and boundless. I think you two are involved in the world.
I’m not familiar with it, so I’m afraid I don’t understand some of the rules, but you can come with me and have someone to look after you along the way.”
"Yeah, that's fine!" Wang Zhong thought for a moment.
"Uncle!" Li Zicheng called out, his tone seemed to be very reluctant.
"Oh!" Wang Zhong saw Li Zicheng looking at him coldly, and couldn't help but smile. Li Zicheng suddenly felt cold all over his body, as if he was scared, and took a few steps back and turned his body away.
Li Chengliang was amazed. His nephew's hometown was in Shaanxi. Due to the famine, he came to Liaodong to seek refuge with him for two years. He had a stubborn character and never gave up. He had never been afraid of anyone. Now he was actually afraid of someone he had never met before.
The young people are coming!
"Young people are not simple. Although their martial arts skills are not high, they have an inexplicable aura of strength. I have only seen such an aura in a few people in my life."
This grassland is the Horqin grassland under the Greater Khingan Mountains. It has lush water and grass and fertile land. Although it belongs to outside the customs, it is still thousands of miles away from Hetuala City under the Changbai Mountain. Wang Zhong also doesn’t understand why the volcano erupted and took him away from the Changbai Mountain.
Sent to Daxinganling, thousands of miles away.
To get to Changbai Mountain, we have to cross the Liaohe Plain and pass through the Songhua River before we reach the foot of Changbai Mountain.
A group of four people walked eastward on this grassland for a day. It was getting dark and they didn't encounter a yurt. They had to rest on the spot. Fortunately, the long and soft green grass was just right for sleeping, but it was very cold at night.
, a few people didn't have cow dung and wood, so they couldn't light a bonfire. Fortunately, Wang Zhong had more than a dozen tiger and bear skins spread on the ground, stacked thickly, which was nice to keep warm.
Li Chengliang's internal strength was profound, even better than that of Xu Tianbiao whom Wang Zhong met. He was not afraid of the cold at all. He breathed and exhaled in the cold moonlight without knowing what kind of kung fu he was practicing.
Li Zicheng, on the other hand, although he had practiced martial arts for two years, was still young and was shaking all over from the cold. He still followed Li Chengliang to practice breathing and breathing.
Wang Lele grabbed two bearskins and gave them to the two of them. Li Chengliang ignored them and did not move. He had obviously fallen into deep trance.
Li Zicheng hesitated for a moment, moved his mouth, and did not reach out, as if he wanted it but didn't want it. Wang Lele didn't care so much, "It's not good for such a big kid to catch a cold!" The bear skin was wrapped around Li Zicheng forcibly, and he lowered his head.
Go, murmured softly.
Wang Lele saw Wang Zhong facing the north in the distance, absorbing Xuanwu Gangsha and turning it into sword energy. He had no interest in it, so he could only tease Li Zicheng to play, but Li Zicheng was like a dull gourd, lowering his head and mumbling, and could not hear clearly what he was saying.
At this time, Wang Zhong's mind was wandering, as if he was already in space, and he once again saw the huge stars in front of him intertwined into a basalt-like figure.
Groups of cold and chilling air flow into the triple burner along the Taiyin lung meridian of the hand, the pericardial meridian of the hand Jueyin, and the heart meridian of the hand Shaoyin. As the internal energy is compressed and tempered, they gather into small blue balls until one
One hundred and eight strands of Xuan Dao Qi were condensed in his body, and Wang Zhong withdrew his thoughts.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! In the deep night, the wind faintly brought the terrifying howling of wolves in the distance. Wang Lele shuddered, and quickly returned to his brother, covering his whole body with thick tiger skin.
"Brother! I have a feeling that Hetuala might be able to meet Sister Nana this time." Wang Lele took a long breath and expressed his feelings to Wang Zhong who had returned from practicing.
"Yes, what happened in the past few days is all a mystery! On the stone tablet in the crater, I saw with my own eyes the name of the old demon of Montenegro. Everything is related to the old demon of Montenegro. As long as I get to Hetuala,
Once you meet the old demon from Montenegro, you can unravel the mystery."
"I heard from Li Chengliang that the old Black Mountain monster is the best monster in the world. Like Zhang Sanfeng, he is about to become a god. Could it be that he can really travel through time and space? Then we can go back, but in the end is it better to go back or not to go back? I
You have to think clearly." Wang Lele frowned, "If all the people in ancient times were so powerful, not only would they not be able to become emperors, but they would not even be able to save their lives, it would be better to go back because it is safe."
"Why are you thinking so much? We'll wait until we meet the Black Mountain old demon. I'm really looking forward to it." Wang Zhong narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky.
As soon as the sky dawned, the fiery red sun jumped out, illuminating the entire grassland in a bright red. Li Chengliang brought salt and dry food with him. The brother and sister had not tasted salt for a long time, and they ate with gusto. Li Zicheng practiced his fists and kicks in an orderly manner.
It seems to be both form and meaning, and also seems to be [*], very simple.
The small figure moves with great flexibility, and the fists and feet make a sound.
"This is the Ming Dynasty. After hundreds of years of training, the lost ones are lost and the improved ones are improved. The boxing techniques are naturally different."
Li Chengliang was instructing Li Zicheng on how to practice boxing. Wang Zhong couldn't help but get excited. Suddenly he roared, his palms were like iron, and the strong wind blew. He did a somersault in the air and rushed towards Li Chengliang: "General Li, please teach me two moves!"
"Well done! Good practice with the iron sand palm!" Li Chengliang was stunned for a moment when he saw Wang Zhong coming towards him, and then burst into laughter. He jumped up and stood on the top of the grass in the air, swaying in the wind and dodging Wang Zhong's palms.
Wang Zhong didn't have this ultimate lightness skill. When his palms failed, he turned over like a "strange python" and hooked his hands into eagle claws to lift Li Chengliang's thighs.
Li Chengliang uttered a mouthful, his body clicked, he stepped hard on the ground, and cut down with his horizontal palms. The strong wind blew so hard that the grass around him whistled, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
Feeling the strong wind like a knife and the pain on his skin, Wang Zhong did not expect that Li Chengliang's casual attack would be so powerful. He quickly crossed his hands, floated up an inch, avoided the front, and grabbed the opponent's veins.
Li Chengliang twisted his hands with one hand, his joints cracked violently, he made a hook, turned his palm into a fist, and flicked his wrist! Bang, the air hit by the bullet made an explosion sound, and Wang Zhong only felt that his hand was exploded by the explosive, which was painful.
The tremendous pain came.
"From strong to soft, from strong to soft!" Li Chengliang turned around and punched out with a long fist. The wind roared and the air exploded again. His force was so fierce that it forced Wang Zhong to roll five or six meters away. His body was also like
He floated up like blades of grass, stepped on the grass to grab his body, punched fiercely, and split mountains and rocks, but his movements were extremely agile, one strong and one soft, completely natural, even Wang Lele, who had just barely understood it, was stunned.
Regardless of the severe pain, Wang Zhong's eyes were bright: "This trip was well worth it!" He clapped his palms, his whole body bounced up, and hit Li Chengliang's palms hard.
Li Chengliang smiled slightly, and slid out with his body touching the tip of the grass. Wang Zhong clapped his hands in the air and landed on the ground. Li Chengliang's palms whizzed and they clapped to the ground.
The soil rolled on the ground, and a strong force surged through the soles of his shoes and penetrated directly into Wang Zhong's Yongquan point. His legs felt as if they had been hit by a hammer, and they were suddenly numb. Wang Zhong could not stand steadily, squatted down, and then
He rolled a few feet, but could not stand up.
"What a shot to beat the cow across the mountain!"
Although he lost, Wang Zhong was extremely happy. Li Chengliang came over, patted his leg, pressed and rubbed the acupoints, "I have decades more effort than you, and my inner strength is naturally deeper than yours. It's not enough."
Odd, I see that you are brave and diligent in your kung fu, but what you have learned seems to be a little off. If you use a sword to attack, then I will be invincible."
Wang Zhong learned Neijiaquan from Lu Na. He is not a master, and Shi Yue is also very shallow. He usually relies on the strength of the iron sand palm to defeat the enemy in a single blow, but when he encounters great masters like Xu Tianbiao and Li Chengliang, he will inevitably lose.
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After Li Chengliang used his inner energy to drive away the damage, Wang Zhong stood up and asked for advice on boxing techniques, pulse circulation, and visceral breathing regulation. Li Chengliang also happily answered. Wang Zhong benefited a lot from this consultation, which he usually doesn't understand.
Everything suddenly connects.
Li Chengliang is a master of martial arts, and the two most difficult meridians, Ren and Du, are all connected to the Du meridians. These two meridians, Ren and Du, are the most involved and are also the two most difficult to penetrate among all the meridians. Any one of them is more difficult to penetrate than the other eighteen.
difficult.
Xu Tianbiao has penetrated eighteen meridians, and Li Chengliang has penetrated nineteen meridians. Although there is only one difference, the difference in skill is almost doubled. If Xu Tianbiao were to fight Li Chengliang, he would definitely end up losing to death.
A group of four people traveled for two days and finally saw the end of the grassland. They could faintly see mountains, rivers, houses, and roads in the distance. Wang Zhong asked Li Chengliang for advice all the way. He practiced hard day and night. He ate ginseng, drank tiger blood, and had a lot of essence.
The Qi has been nourished very strongly, and it has been refined into the inner strength, which is much stronger than before.
At the right time, it was almost noon, the sun was high and warm, the four of them found a small stream and were about to take a rest, eat something, and then walked out of the grassland in one fell swoop.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by. Li Chengliang frowned, sniffed the wind, and his expression changed: "Not good!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground shook violently, and a loud crashing sound came from behind, like an earthquake or a group of horses galloping.
Wang Zhong turned his head and looked behind. The sound became louder and louder. Dense black and yellow dots appeared in his sight. In a blink of an eye, they were close and clear. Countless cavalry appeared in front of him and rushed towards this side. A wave of
The fierce aura instantly filled the entire grassland.
There were faint cries of women among them, and the team behind them was immediately loaded with many plundered women.
"This is Hou Jin's cavalry! Manchuria is decorated with yellow flags!"
I saw that these cavalrymen all carried bows and arrows, carried swords across their waists, and their armors had bright flags and bright yellow colors. Especially on their backs, they all had a long, shiny black braid!
Seeing someone in front, the leading general pointed his horsewhip, and two teams of fast riders quickly rushed out of the team, whipping their horses hard, one to the left and one to the right, and they all came up!
"It's a Han dog! Three men and one woman!"
The four of them were no faster than the powerful horses and were surrounded within a short time. Seeing the fierce Manchu Jurchen soldiers in front of them, they laughed loudly and glanced at themselves with naked eyes. Wang Lele felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Kill the men and leave the women!" The general in the distance heard the report and issued the order. At that moment, the four or five Manchu soldiers in front drew out their bright swords, clapped their horses and drew them up. They raised their swords and waved them over the heads of several people. Two of them, caressing the big swords,
Laughing, he grabbed Wang Lele with one hand.
Li Chengliang threw Li Zicheng onto his back, howled loudly, stepped forward, and punched a horse that rushed forward. The horse and the man flew up, and with a neigh, five or six people fell out.
Ten feet away, a big hole appeared in the horse's body, and it was bloody and bloody. It died on the spot. The cavalryman also bled from all his orifices and was shaken to death by the internal force.
He punched both men and horses to death, but Li Chengliang didn't stop. He jumped up and broke the sword of a Manchu soldier with one punch. Then he fell to the ground, grabbed the horse's legs with both hands, and lifted the entire horse and company.
They swept around fiercely and killed four or five Manchurian soldiers.
Just as Wang Zhong was about to take action, Li Chengliang had already killed six or seven people and captured two horses.
"Hurry up!" More than a dozen Manchu soldiers surrounded us, and the large troops over there quickly surrounded us.
"Li Chengliang, it turns out to be you!"
When Li Chengliang saw a dozen Manchu soldiers about to draw their bows and shoot arrows, he quickly took the snake saliva flag in his hand, shook it, and eighteen streaks of black energy flew out, and he pounced on the man.
They were all poisoned to death.
There were at least three thousand people in this army. They were surrounded and there was only one way to die. Li Chengliang and Wang Zhong seized the horses and were about to escape. Suddenly there was a roar and two generals in armor jumped up from their horses like swallows.
He passed through the clouds and rushed over. Faster than a horse, he was close in the blink of an eye.
"Ban Buer, Temu Duoduo, you know that I am Li Chengliang, but you still dare to come."
Wang Zhong saw two generals flying over. One was about forty years old, strong and sturdy, with two mustaches on his mouth. His name was Bumble. The other was younger, less than thirty, with an eagle nose.
The harrier eyes are all big braids hanging down the back of the head, which are called ironwood blossoms.
Throwing Wang Lele onto his horse, Wang Zhong took a bow, drew his iron bow, took a poisonous arrow, and shot an arrow towards Tiemu Duoduo, who was charging towards him.
Temu Duoduo let out a sneer, tapped his feet on the ground, jumped up, and hid.
The Jurchens in Manchuria have become a phenomenon. In recent years, they have been approaching Liaodong. They are burning, killing and looting. They come and go like the wind. They have joined forces with Mongolia to kill Han people. Everywhere they go, they either kill the men and keep the women, or leave the strong laborers to work as coolies.
Slave Li Chengliang sent troops to kill many times, and both sides developed hatred.
Li Chengliang recognized that the man who mounted the yellow flag this time was Daishan, the eldest son of the Manchu Lord Nurhachi, and his two generals with high martial arts skills were Banbul and Temuduoduo.
"I didn't expect that it was Li Chengliang who dared to throw himself into the trap! Mr. Fan, you have to take action yourself." At this time, Daishan, Nurhaci's eldest son, saw the cavalry surrounding him. He expected that Li Chengliang would not be able to escape, so he turned to a horseman next to him.
Tsing Yi scribe said.
Dai Shan was wearing bright armor and holding a long spear. He was younger than Wang Zhong. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was full of heroic spirit and exuded a formidable aura.
"The three great masters of the Confucian sect engaged in a battle with the old monk from Montenegro in the city of Hetuala. Who among the world's warriors wouldn't want to come and see it? Li Chengliang was dismissed from the post of Commander-in-Chief of Liaodong Army, which is no longer a cause for concern. However, he is a descendant of the Mohist family, and I heard that he has a book on his body.
Lu Ban Shu is very useful to obtain. It is also good to capture it! As long as the old immortal wins this time, the master will declare himself the Khan of Heaven and fight against the Ming Dynasty!" The scribe in green named Mr. Fan stared at the field, took a look, and
Keep an eye on Wang Zhong.
"Who is this person? No, it's the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword!"
Suddenly there was green energy in the field. It turned out that Wang Zhong saw Temu Duoduo rushing up and tried his martial arts with one arrow. He quickly used the Sanyin Demon Killing Sword. The black knife rolled and dozens of Manchu soldiers surrounding him were hacked to death on the spot.
, Temu Duoduo barely escaped with his life.
Wang Zhong and Li Chengliang had already gone out to fight, galloping their horses. Wang Lele was extremely skilled in riding, so he took Wang Zhong and ran away.
Mr. Fan's expression changed, he raised his sleeves, and a blue light flew out, "Go!"
"Why are there so many flying swords!" Wang Zhong was riding on his horse, with his back facing backward to prevent the opponent's cold arrows. Suddenly he saw a green light approaching, and he was shocked.
"Fan Wencheng is actually in the army! This is his Tianyou Sword!" Li Chengliang was shocked when he saw it. He quickly shook the snake saliva flag, and black energy burst out.
Fan Wencheng laughed and pointed with his hand. He saw that the Tianyou Sword was cultivated from the Confucian sect's awe-inspiring righteousness. It was extremely powerful and was not afraid of filth. With just one stroke, the dragon and snake were caught off guard and the black energy was scattered in all directions.
Fan Wencheng is a descendant of the great Confucian Fan Zhongyan, and the Tianyou Sword means "worrying about the world's worries first".
As soon as they stopped, a large group of cavalry came around and blocked the way! Everyone set up their bows and arrows and took aim.
Wang Zhong looked at the entanglement between Koutian Youjian and the Snake Saliva Flag, and was blocked in front of him. He was thinking about his way out. Suddenly, a rolling voice came from the sky, "Fan Wencheng, you dare to show off your little tricks."
A blood-red light fell, three feet long, surrounded by five-colored clouds.
This blood-red light intercepted the clear light of the Tianyou Sword, and with a twist, Fan Wencheng suddenly trembled all over, his face turned pale, and he desperately took the Tianyou Sword back.
"Five Clouds Blood Slaying Sword! You are Xi Kongtong Yelu Jingwen!"
Wang Zhong looked around and saw no one. Only the Five Clouds Blood Slaying Sword was jumping in the air, and a voice came from the sword, "It's me, Li Chengliang hurt my disciple Wei Zhongxian, let me deal with it.
Do you dare to meddle in other people’s business?”
The five-colored clouds on the sword began to evaporate, and in a blink of an eye they condensed into the shape of an old man with a gloomy face, floating and uncertain between reality and illusion.
"This old devil's soul has escaped and attached itself to the sword to show off. Brother, hurry up and send people to search for this old devil's body within two hundred miles. This old devil's soul has just been transformed. When he escapes, his body will lose consciousness.
If he hides it somewhere, it will be fine if he destroys it. I am holding him back, and with the prestige of the old immortal from Montenegro, this old devil does not dare to kill him." Fan Wencheng secretly winked at Dai Shan.
"Yuan Shen! Sure enough, there is a Yuan Shen. The ancients did not deceive me." When Wang Zhong saw it, indescribable ecstasy surged in his heart.