Chapter 211 It's not as good as you run out of organs
Chapter 211 It’s not as good as you if you run out of mechanisms
There was smoke in the Skanda Hall. Since the door was tightly closed, the smoke gradually reached the point where people could not open their eyes. However, the statue of Skanda Protector wearing a hood and armor seemed to be still tall enough to touch the roof.
As they grow, Zheng Zheng is looking at them coldly with the pestle, ready to take action at any time to completely drive out the evil spirits and heretics to protect the righteous Dharma.
The urgent sound of wind and thunder drums suddenly sounded again at this time, reminding them that they had been delayed by one stick of incense, and also alerted them that what they were seeing was not an illusion. Four martial arts masters who could have dominated Tiannan were actually defeated by six old men.
The monk, who was in trouble, blocked the way near the mountain gate.
The remaining three masters hesitated, and suddenly heard the sound of bells and drums in succession, imitating the sounds of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning according to the rhythm, which made their hearts feel uneasy and restless, as if they were wet.
The strong mountain wind stirred up the thick clouds and mist, and finally turned into the continuous rain that blocked the road under the eaves of the corridor in the deep mountain Zen temple...
"Hey, brother, King He Dao has obviously been defeated. It should be your turn to play."
"Yes, Master Xu, you really don't want to have a competition?"
The two people behind them were still coming up with ideas as if they were fanning the flames. They took two steps back at the same time and pushed the Eight Immortals Swordsman forward - the two young faces still cupped their fists and held their hands in front of them, with no intention of taking the lead.
The swordsman standing alone, and the six old monks sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras, the contrast between the two sides is like the pines and rocks. Gufan Jiangzhu seems to have reached some subtle connection without saying a word, and at a certain moment
It touched me in a moment that words cannot describe.
It’s just that no one thought that it wasn’t the sword in his hand that made the first move——
"Ahem, Xu Chong, a disciple of Shangqingguan, is really polite. I wonder how many seniors respect their names?"
In the Pingxi Wangfu Boxing, the palm master expected that the opponent would draw his sword and fight, but he didn't expect the swordsman to ask him politely - in the eyes of the two people who didn't understand, the swordsman with a light body clasped his fists and raised his hands to the old monks.
When giving a salute, your posture is as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water.
"Xu Daxia, what are you doing?!"
Xu Chongzhen, the swordsman of the Eight Immortals, ignored the two of them. His hand holding the sword had quietly loosened his grip, and his face was full of caution. He laughed secretly that the two of them wanted to add insult to injury, but they were the ones who were watching the sky from a well, and they no longer bothered to associate with those around them.
, the context in my heart is as clear as a mirror!
"Are you kidding me? The skills the old monks used just now are not related to swords. They come in and out. In terms of sword skills alone, they are far superior to me. There is no chance of winning if you use them. You need to think long term..."
The two of them were stunned.
"Amitabha……"
The old monks chanted the name of Buddha in a low voice, and the whole room was filled with endless old voices, "Old monks have long stopped asking about the affairs of the world, and their common names and aliases have also faded away. The donor does not need to ask anymore..."
After hearing this, Xu Chongzhen, the Eight Immortals Swordsman, became more and more determined, and looked at the several old monks with more vigilance. He was thinking about how to convey this news back to the Shangqing Guanshi Sect in its entirety.
Yes, Xu Chongzhen has always been full of doubts about what happened to him at the foot of the mountain the day before yesterday. When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. He really can't figure out how a remote place like Jizu Mountain can hide such a master, and even let himself
All the brothers and sisters can't get along.
After a lot of thought, he finally recalled that before they set off from Dali, Pingxi King Wu Sangui had specifically told several people that in addition to seizing scriptures during this trip, they should also pay more attention to Jizu Mountain to see if there were any "suspicious escapees".
People who boil stones", or "rebellious people who shave their heads and dye their clothes and take refuge".
At first, Xu Chongzhen didn't understand the purpose of Wu Sangui's instructions, but now he suddenly realized that Prince Pingxi's explanation was clearly based on his guess that there might be a master who defected to Xitan Temple!
Since the turmoil in the Ming Dynasty, there have been a lot of chaos in the martial arts world. Many of the older generation of martial arts masters have lived in seclusion in the mountains for the rest of their lives. In addition to places like Zhongnan Shouyang, the Yungui places with dangerous mountains and rivers are also a good choice. And Jizu
The mountain is a famous Buddhist mountain, and the Sidtan Temple is protected by the Mu family. Maybe there is a group of old people who have disappeared from the world. They usually hide in the temple to study martial arts, but now they happen to be bumped into!
He himself was born in a side sect of Wudang, and he is most aware of the terrifying aspects of these old guys. If not for this, Xu Chongzhen would not believe that so many masters could be cultivated out of thin air in the mountains, nor would he believe that a mere temple with an obscure reputation could cultivate so many masters out of thin air.
Let yourself be so frightened today!
The more he thought about it, Xu Chongzhen felt that he had guessed very well. For example, the young man with outstanding martial arts skills at the foot of the mountain was probably an older member of the sect on the mountain, so he was ordered to stop him and warn him.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. The more frightened he became, the more he thought. The Eight Immortals Swordsman Xu Chongzhen was scratching his head at this moment. He couldn't figure out who the other party was. He could only feel that the auras of these old monks were as vast as the abyss and the long beards were sparse and unkempt.
Hidden in the white eyebrows are features as sharp as a knife or an axe. With your eyes closed tightly, you will emit a bright light at any time...
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Jiang Wen was sitting in the middle of the five old monks. He was racing against time to perform exercises to heal and adjust his inner breath, which had been disturbed by the Six Meridians Divine Sword. His eyes were hidden under his false eyebrows and Vairocana hat, and he spoke calmly and calmly.
Observing the surroundings.
Just as Jiang Wen analyzed to Abbot Hongbian before, if a temple like Xitan Temple wants to fight against the Pingxi Prince's Palace, which has a lot of troops, it is naturally a matter of mantis trying to defeat the chariot. If you are not careful, it can easily lead to panic among everyone in the temple.
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For the current plan, we can only break down this difficult matter from macro to micro, first turn the fight against Prince Pingxi into a fight against martial arts people, then reduce the fight against martial arts people to fight against the four masters, and finally lure the opponent into the game through numerous designs.
Xitan Temple may not be incapable of fighting.
But just as Xu Chongzhen, the Eight Immortals Swordsman, had expected, it would be impossible for Xitan Temple to quickly create six masters with outstanding martial arts skills who could defeat all the heroes. Even quasi-first-class masters like Zen Master Anren are rare. So how to deal with the four masters of Prince Pingxi's Mansion?
A master's degree is a very technical test.
Fortunately, this matter was not a problem for Jiang Wen. For this reason, in addition to the Dali Duan martial arts that filled the stage, he also used two miraculous skills that made Jin Yong famous in the world.
The first miraculous skill is the Beiming Divine Skill, the highest martial art of the "Xiaoyao Sect".
After practicing the Beiming Divine Skill, every acupuncture point on the body can absorb people's internal energy and turn it into Beiming Zhenqi. However, Jiang Wen this time, ingeniously went in the opposite direction and took advantage of the opportunity of being close to the five old monks.
, quietly transferred Beiming's true energy into the bodies of the other five old monks, and then used various acupuncture points to stimulate the human body, achieving the weird zombie-like appearance of the old monks with the same hands and feet.
It's just that Beiming's true energy is both yin and yang, strong and domineering. The masculine Beiming's true energy is boiling like a furnace, and the feminine Beiming's true energy is several times colder than ice. Ordinary people are infused with this internal force into their bodies, although their muscles and veins will not be affected.
The pain would still be unbearable, so Jiang Wencai abandoned the young and strong monks and chose these old monks who had advanced cultivation and were good at enduring hardship——
Anyway, Jiang Wen was controlling it with his internal power. Thanks to the secret method of meditation taught by the Sidtan Temple from generation to generation, these old monks were able to leave the world of desire and enter the four meditations and eight meditations, thereby completely ignoring the painful sensation of the physical body.
, without revealing any flaws. At this time, Beiming's true energy is fully flowing in the body, and he can be as if he is not afraid of swords, guns, fists and kicks, and he can rely more on the masters of Prince Pingxi's Palace.
It stands to reason that with the Beiming Divine Art, Jiang Wen can already sweep the scene with his master's skills and sit back and relax. However, releasing the true energy like this is already a huge load. Even if it is transmitted close to the body, the loss cannot be underestimated. With his current success,
In addition, the internal injuries have not healed, so I am thankful to God if I can hold on for just one stick of incense.
No matter how strong the swordsman's martial arts and fierce momentum are, these are secondary. Unless King He Dao changes his name to King He Li, he is not really a threat. However, Jiang Wen originally planned to fight quickly, but he thought that since the Pingxi Palace
The four masters came together, and he formed a six-man formation. The other party would naturally challenge the old monk together - but he did not expect that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The four of them took action separately, but they were attacked by a He Dao King.
It took such a long time.
There are no coincidences in the world, and Jiang Wen, who was most afraid of delaying the wheel battle, happened to encounter the four masters who were stupid enough to use the gourd baby tactic to save his grandfather, and he almost vomited blood due to the delay.
In Jiang Wen's current state, it was already too difficult to control the enemy with just one finger. But who knew that the gourd brother He Daowang was still an iron-headed boy. He would insist on using life-and-death tactics when his face was slapped, forcing Jiang to do so.
Wen also used the Six Meridians Divine Sword in advance!
By the time of the second drum, Jiang Wen's internal injuries were almost unbearable. If he continued to fight like this, the performance of dancing in chains would inevitably show flaws. Fortunately, Jiang Wen, who was meticulous in his work, had planned his backup plan in advance.
, which is the second golden book magic skill——
Nine Yin Scripture!
Compared with the Skull Taishou, who was in the underworld in the Ming and Qing Dynasties and was extremely mysterious and treacherous, even if the original version of Huang Shang is slightly less mysterious, he is still a genius among martial arts masters.
It also has miraculous effects, ensuring that Jiang Wen can still retain some strength. Anyway, the important thing is that the Jiuyin Manual records the magical martial arts "Soul Transferring Technique" that captures and seizes souls.
The Nine Yin Scriptures are vast, extensive and all-encompassing. This soul-moving method is said to be martial arts, but in fact it is a high degree of integration of martial arts, psychology, and hypnosis. It can use the laws of the human body to use words, sounds, gestures, movements, and scenery.
The arrangement confuses the minds of others, causing them to make errors in judgment during the fight, amplifying psychological flaws, and ultimately defeating others without fighting.
When Huang Rong was able to use this technique to counter Elder Peng's mind-threatening technique, and Yang Guo was able to rely on it to hypnotize Dalba to tell the truth, it showed the power of this technique. Therefore, in fact, the people who came from the Pingxi Prince's Palace to the Xitan Temple
From that moment on, they had already stepped into the soul-moving trap deliberately arranged by Jiang Wen. As the situation gradually developed, the fear and anxiety in their hearts were gradually resolved step by step until they were destroyed!
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The old monks who closed their eyes and recited sutras have entered into the ultimate hypnotic subconscious state. Years of practice have allowed them to still have clear sutras in their minds even in this state. But for some unknown reason, the sutras came from the old monks of the Tiantai Sect.
We all recite the contents of the Avatamsaka Sutra unconsciously.
"For example, if it is true, it can illuminate greatly; if you dedicate your good roots, it will also illuminate the world with great wisdom..."
"For example, it is true that it is indescribable; the deeds of good roots are also like this, and all words cannot express it..."
Jiang Wen took a deep breath. No matter what happened, he had to persevere. With these two great skills to deal with these people together, although there were some deviations in the process, as long as he persevered to the end, victory would be certain.
Belong to your own side.
Jiang Wen could now see that all four of them were more or less under the influence of the soul-transferring technique.
The secret of the Soul-Transferring Technique is that it can be changed according to local conditions. King He Dao was very murderous, so he was aroused to the violence in his heart and led to his destruction. Another example is the Eight Immortals Swordsman, who had a close relationship. He was affected by the Soul-Transferring Technique.
The flaws are magnified infinitely, and it is obvious that he has fallen deeper and deeper into the obsession with names and appearances, and has lost the courage to draw his sword and take action.
Just now Jiang heard what he said that he was from Shangqingguan. No wonder this man used the Wudang Zui Eight Immortals swordsmanship. He turned out to be a Taoist priest who had returned to the secular world. Because of the infinite awe of his master in his heart, he treated the old man
The monks regarded themselves as peerless masters who lived in seclusion. They had no intention of fighting or provoking any more, and they were able to subjugate the opponent in front of them.
It's just that the attitude of the remaining two people was ambiguous. They were neither willing to take action nor give up. They fanned the flames behind their backs from time to time, which left Jiang Wen with nowhere to start. He could only vaguely see that the two of them were still ready to make a move, and sometimes wanted to test and compete.
pop up.
Jiang Wenyun started ventriloquism and said slowly: "Dear benefactors, Xitan Temple has opened a door of convenience to the outside world. As long as you can step through this door and let go of your anger and ignorance, the old monks will never stop you..."
Hearing what the old monks said, the Eight Immortals Swordsman Xu Chongzhen was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. He cupped his fists and raised his hands and was about to exit the hall, but the two men behind him joined forces to block his way.
"Xu Daxia, we two juniors are short-sighted and not experienced in martial arts. We have never been fortunate enough to be taught martial arts by senior masters. We can meet with all the eminent monks today, how can we return empty-handed?"
The two people behind him followed Xu Chongzhen's example and handed over their hands, but their expressions were somewhat relaxed and casual. One of them was standing tall and tall in a gray robe, and the other had generous and energetic palms. He looked like the same young man.
, look at each other and move forward together.
"Amitabha, the two donors don't need to test the old monks. You might as well see a few peaks in this dusty monk's house. The old monks will definitely agree."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the man in the gray robe was the first to speak: "Thank you for your approval, senior! Although I come from a rough background, I am not a stubborn person. I just want a few seniors to comment on our martial arts!"
This request was too weird. Jiang Wen originally thought that they were seeing Lie Xinxi and wanted to secretly learn a few tricks. It would not be difficult for him to teach him the Dian Yi Yang Finger, Duan Family Sword, and Wu Luo Qing Yan Zhang's fur, but looking at them
I mean, it seems that I want to teach myself a few tricks? Is this a new trick to take advantage of me?
"Several seniors! These two little brothers are not weak in martial arts, but they have never really traveled in the world, and they still have some unruly personalities. Seniors, don't blame them!"
Xu Chongzhen was horrified and wanted to stop the two of them. Just now, the old monks just pointed their magic fingers in the air, and King He Dao of Pingxi Palace flew backwards and vomited blood without waking up. Such a method was unheard of, and it was obvious that he was trying to ward off the enemy with power.
In fact, they don’t want to break up and hurt everyone. But if these two young men recklessly mess up the matter and cause the old monk to hurt people again, I don’t know if the Sittan Temple will be cleared up, right?
They killed them hard!
"Don't worry, Master Xu, we both have our own sense of propriety and won't be reckless."
Xu Chongzhen, the swordsman of the Eight Immortals, vaguely heard the meaning of their words, and Jiang Wen also knew to some extent what they were thinking. These two people were probably convinced of the demeanor of worldly masters they had created, and wanted to test themselves in the name of asking for advice from the younger generation. They lost.
They are not embarrassed and are not afraid of blame. Winning is an even greater achievement.
As Jiang Wen's mind raced, the opponent's robes began to vibrate and sway, and he raised his hand and punched out.
As the Beiming Qi of the Tanzhong Qi Sea filled and circulated, like the essence, the old monks each stretched out a palm and pushed it forward, constantly clashing with the strange-shaped fists of the gray-robed man, and let out dull thunderous sounds.
Bang bang sound, the movement of the man in gray robe became faster and faster with luck, and the fight between the two became more and more fierce. No matter how ignorant others were, they could see that the man in gray robe regarded the old monk as someone who would not fight back.
The punching bag who never retaliates has practiced his fierce and swift fist and kick skills to the extreme.
Jiang Wen, who was fighting against the gray-robed man, felt it even more obvious. He relied on Beiming's true energy to protect his body, so that such a simple fist and kick fight did not cause the risk of vomiting blood and losing all the veins. He could also feel the gray-robed man's gestures and feet.
The strength is getting stronger and stronger, gradually becoming one from head to toe, turning upside down like convergence and rotation.
Jiang Wen initially thought that the other party was using Tai Chi or other Kung Fu, but he quickly denied this guess. This person obviously just brought a kind of "strength", as stated in the "Tai Chi Sutra": "
There should be no defects, no concavities and convexities, no discontinuities."
More specifically, the so-called full strength is not exclusive to Tai Chi, but relies on rigorous punching rules to allow each fulcrum of the triangle to move at the same time when the body exerts force, and each side to shorten or lengthen at the same time, so that the deformation and force are stable and integrated.
, the shot was flawless.
Jiang Wen relied on his unparalleled martial arts attainments to see through the secrets, and gradually tested the opponent's strength with a Yang finger. Seeing that the moves were not successful, the gray-robed man's expression gradually turned solemn, and the strange-shaped fists in his hands kept turning sideways.
The palm is like a knife, using its strength to fight against the Yang finger.
The two were deep into the sparring, and the man in gray robe suddenly withdrew with a strange chirp, flipping like a jackdaw caught in the rain, occupying the treetops and fluttering his feathers, and the whole tree was shaken by it, and like a kite falling into the water, rising up from the shore, and landing on the shore.
The boat swayed and water splashed, and the whole boat was shaking unsteadily. At this time, he punched out his hands like beaks, and the flawless strength surged repeatedly, and huge force burst out through the gap. The combined attack of the body, waist and hands actually had
An earth-shattering feeling!
The man in gray robe felt that he had exerted unprecedented power and hit the opponent with such certainty that his eyes suddenly turned black and his whole body was depleted. He could even crack a monument or crack a stone.
"Donor, at such a young age, you are able to combine movement and stillness, distinguish between reality and reality, and integrate hardness and softness into one body. You can also display infinite strength with every inch of strength and energy. You must have a family background in it..."
The hoarse and low voices came from the old monks. Several old monks who bowed their heads did not show any fluctuations. Their power seemed to be transmitted into the depths of the unbearable earth. He was also shocked in his heart and had no choice but to be honest.
said.
"What the seniors are saying is that the junior Huang Liang was born in a small village at the foot of Mount Emei. What he has learned since he was a child is only the superficial martial arts taught by his elders from generation to generation, which makes you laugh..."
Although he was speaking modestly at this time, his tone was full of pride. He was obviously quite confident in his martial arts, and he accepted all the praises from the old monks.
"Why should the benefactor be too modest? This Zonghe Fist is truly wonderful, and it is also an eye-opener for the old monks..."
"Zonghe Fist?"
Listening to Jiang Wen's comments, the man in gray robe murmured in astonishment, and then quickly used an indifferent attitude to cover up the slight flaw. Unfortunately, his every move did not escape Jiang Wen's sight——
Strange, does this person not know what kind of martial arts he is learning?
The so-called "strength" of Zonghequan refers to the "elasticity" erupted through the rapid contraction of human muscle tissue just like before. Some masters of Zonghequan with profound skills only need to hit the opponent when they fight.
Any part of the body will cause the opponent to feel paralyzed like an electric shock, or be knocked down and thrown several feet away.
Zonghe Fist is supposed to be one of the White Crane Fists, but the kung fu performed by Huang Liang, a man in gray robe, has tampered with the good Crane Fist beyond recognition, and the progress of the moves is not complete. If it is learned by ordinary people,
Throughout his life, he has only practiced a few tricks of the crop, but it is difficult for Huang Liang to understand the hidden "Zonghe Jin" from them and turn this rotten skill into a miracle.
The old monks were silent for a moment and continued to speak slowly: "This martial arts is infinitely mysterious, and the donor should learn more about it. If you have time, you might as well go deeper into Mount Emei..."
After Jiang Wen said this, he refused to say a word more, leaving Huang Liang, the man in gray robe, to freeze on the spot and deep in thought. His mind was filled with all this information, and he entered into mysterious speculations.
"That's it, thank you seniors!"
Regarding this, Jiang Wen is not just talking nonsense. At least he has long ago known through Yan Yongchun and Yuan Ziyi that the five masters of the famous crane boxing are living in seclusion in Mount Emei. This beautiful and hidden Zonghe boxing must be the same as the masters.
Her old man is related - as for whether this unlucky child can find the five masters, that is none of his business.
Just after dealing with Huang Liang's Zong He Fist, another young man with a generous hand stepped forward, came to the old monks sitting cross-legged, and spoke in a rough voice.
"Old monk, I know you are knowledgeable and skilled. I don't intend to make a fool of myself in public today, but I can't be a coward either!"
Before he finished speaking, the Eight Immortals Swordsmen looked at each other angrily, and Huang Liang scratched his head in embarrassment. It was obvious that both of them had been hit by the map and had nothing to do with this guy who spoke so freely.
The young man put up his posture nonchalantly and shouted: "As long as you can defeat me in one move today and tell me the origin of my martial arts, I, Jian Fu, will stop immediately and I will do what I say."
"Amitabha……"
As the old monk's desolate Buddha chant sounded, the current meaning was self-evident, and Jian Fu, who looked like a boy from a peasant family, had also taken action boldly.
Facing Jian Fu's menacing punch, Jiang Wen originally planned to use the soft palm power of Wuluo Qingyan Palm to neutralize it. After all, he had already used many martial arts today and successfully shaped Xitan Temple into a Zen martial arts.
To learn how a holy land should look, you cannot rely on habit to use the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms to overcome strength.
But as soon as they had a fight, Jiang Wen knew that the person in front of him was not as honest as he appeared. After a few punches, what seemed to be a fierce and stubborn punch hit his hand, but it turned out to be another cunning and vicious symbol.
Taking advantage of the old monk's palm movements to slash diagonally, Jian Fu's left and right hands actually drew eight characters one after another at the same time, continuously going backwards along the path of Jiang Wen's palm!
Looking from the left, I saw Jian Fu's right hand with the palm facing up, moving forward to the left until it reached the throat level and grabbing the vital part; looking from the right, Jian Fu's left hand instantly turned into a fist, and the palm of his hand was as fast as lightning.
Go all the way back down to the left, and you will immediately grab the old monk's waist!
These two palm techniques were extremely cunning and cunning, hurting people unprepared. They attacked two key points in parallel, making it impossible to guard against them. Jiang Wen felt that the top two of the so-called four masters of the Pingxi Palace just took advantage of the preference and strength of the troops.
Taking advantage of the weapons at hand, when it comes to martial arts, the latter two young men are probably the rising stars.
Jian Fu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he was about to use his strength to grab the old monk and break the formation, but suddenly he felt pain in his hands. A pair of skinny palms grabbed him and pressed them imperceptibly on his Hegu point.
I felt numb, sore, and unbearable all of a sudden, and the move was broken when I changed hands.
"The donor's hand does not have a fist shape, so he uses the palm shape to do it. He can also practice spitting messages from poisonous snakes without leaving any trace. He must have put in a lot of hard work, but it is a pity that the snake shape has too many flaws. The old monks happen to know better.
The Eagle Claw Method..."
Jiang Wen Yunshan said misty words, and he could tell at a glance that what Jian Fu was learning was the secret snake hand of the inner family, but he didn't know whether it was because he was restricted from learning from his master, or because his master died early, so his moves were strictly based on the formula.
, so he takes the path of winning by surprise. Once he encounters a knowledgeable expert, he will inevitably be a little overwhelmed.
"Eagle Claw Kung Fu? I seem to have heard of it sometime..."
Jian Fu hesitated and refused to believe it, and thought about Jiang Wen's words.
But what's interesting is that because Jiang Wen was used to casually saying the name "Snake-shaped Trickster", he thought that the other party would refute, but he didn't expect that Jian Fu also murmured to himself in joy, and was quite interested in this name.
There is a feeling of love that cannot be put down.
Then the two young masters looked at each other, and the cunning in their eyes could not be hidden.
...What on earth is going on? These two people have a close relationship together. Is it because they only learned vague martial arts and practiced all unclear moves?
"Huh? No wonder these two people went around asking for advice, and finally broke into Prince Pingxi's Mansion..."
Xu Chongzhen, the Eight Immortal Swordsman, murmured to himself. He was born in a famous Wudang family and guessed the truth at this time. You must know that the understanding of these two people is outstanding, and the martial arts they learned are actually hidden. They are loved by God. This makes other people who practice hard
It was so unbearable to be defeated by them in Kung Fu. At this moment, his teeth were itching with hatred. He only wished that he was not a blind monk, so that he could not see these two people and give them a kick.
At this time, Jiang Wen finally understood that these two young men really did not come to learn martial arts secretly, but because the old monk had previously held back his moves and wanted to use them to learn from each other and break through his own bottlenecks in martial arts.
Fan also secretly learned the origin of his own martial arts, and took advantage of the situation to plan a path for the future.
The expressions of the two young men were a little cunning. If they really met the seniors in the world, they wouldn't be able to care too much at this time. They could only tie up their hands and be used by others. Unfortunately, what they met today was not some worldly master, but someone who could not take advantage of them.
Even if you get a bargain, you will suffer a loss. Jiang Wenjiang Zulu, the "gentleman's sword" with the golden sword Luo Yuantong, has always been a gentleman since ancient times. His specialty is to trick people with words and deceive them...
"Two benefactors, do you often compete with each other and learn from each other? Do you feel that each other's martial arts are very useful as a reference, but you only hate the endless knowledge?"
The old monks spoke slowly, their voices filled with countless desolation and desolation, and in the words they said, they were greeted with countless surprises.
Huang Liang and Jian Fu were stunned when they heard this. Unexpectedly, the silent old monks spoke again, and they quickly asked overjoyed: "Huh? How did the seniors know about this?"
The old monks sighed with sighs, and naturally they would not tell them that the two men's martial arts were obviously imitating each other. The sound of wind, thunder, bells and drums was accompanied by another stick of incense, and they answered slowly.
"The old monks cut off their hair and went to the mountains in their early years without caring about worldly affairs. They wanted to bring these things to the coffin, but they did not expect that by chance, they would meet the descendants of the two families by chance. The consequences of worldly affairs are true..."
This time, even the Eight Immortals Swordsmen pricked up their ears and listened carefully. They felt that although the old monks sitting cross-legged in front of them were withered, they were as unpredictable as the deep mountains and deep valleys. What they were about to say would also come out like water.
Shocked.
"Amitabha... Thirty years ago, the old monks were lucky enough to witness the emergence of a martial arts on Qingcheng Mountain, but it was neither a crane nor a snake, with eight unique steps..."
"Neither a crane nor a snake? Has eight unique steps?"
Huang and Jian looked at each other and vaguely guessed the origin of the first four words, but they still could not understand the meaning of the last four words. At this time, the old monks no longer pretended to be profound, and they talked about the three words like a drum.
people said.
"The so-called eight steps are the steps of the Eight Diagrams, which are like the shape of a pair of yin and yang fishes, like a snake swimming and entwining, with nine turns and eight steps encircling each other. During his walking and fisting steps, his waist turns left and right like a dragon and snake, passing through
If the two donors can really understand the whole picture of this martial arts, the old monks will have no regrets in breaking the precepts..."
Such a detailed martial arts theory suddenly appeared, which shocked everyone present to the point of hesitation and disbelief. Huang Liang and Jian Fu immediately clenched their fists and grabbed their wrists, their eyes widening with nervousness and excitement. Suddenly they knew that the two people next to them had more martial arts skills.
The Eight Immortals Swordsman Xu Chongzhen almost broke his teeth because of this connection——
He had also vaguely heard rumors about the eight masters gathering in Qingcheng Mountain to discuss martial arts and creating a strange and erratic "Snake and Crane Eight Steps". Unfortunately, the people involved had to escape to death in the past few decades.
The door even disappeared into the world without any explanation. But now, from what these old monks said, it seemed that they had witnessed the birth of this martial art?!
"Seniors, it turns out...!!!"
Xu Chongzhen felt that his breathing was almost disturbed. When he woke up and looked at the other two people, he saw a trace of sincerity in the eyes of Huang and Jian. It seemed that in this atmosphere with a sense of historical dignity, they were originally suspicious of each other.
The two parties actually developed a sense of sympathy for each other and helping each other in the same boat.
The three of them were so blessed that their fortunes were in front of them. They knelt down on the ground without hesitation and knocked their heads on the green brick floor, making a muffled sound that went straight to the outside of the hall.
"Juniors are brave, please ask seniors to clarify my doubts!!!"
The people outside Wei Tuo Hall were shocked when they heard this. They couldn't figure out what happened inside to cause such a strange noise. The remaining three masters did not run away or fight, but they seemed to be fascinated by each other.
Soul?
There was no sound in the main hall, and all the Dharma disappeared. The old monks fell into a long-lasting silence, and seemed to turn into six ugly stone statues on the spot. There was no response for a long time. The sense of time was infinitely magnified, and the three kneeling
The people who fell to the ground almost thought that the monks had turned into the sky because of leaking the secret, and when they disappeared, they heard a faint voice ringing in their ears.
"Ahem, Amitabha, speaking of which, this martial art has some connections with your Wudang..."
A weak voice accompanied them beside them. The old monks kept their mouths shut and bowed their heads, but the words almost seemed to surge deep in the souls of the three of them. The green smoke and dust dancing in the air also brought back the scene of this vanished ancient martial arts world.
Adds a dreamy atmosphere.
"The so-called snake and crane can actually be interpreted as the turtle and crane. The snake shape and the tricky hands actually come from the shape of the turtle, and the strength of the crane comes from the meaning of the crane. Just like the Patriarch Sanfeng of Wudang got a glimpse of the principles of Tai Chi from it, and the eight masters day and night
In the confusion of constantly sparring and competing, I bumped into something sneaky and erratic, something extraordinary..."
"I'm sending Patriarch Sanfeng?!"
Another mythical name quietly appeared. The three people kneeling on the ground began to tremble, preparing to listen to this secret that had long been extinct in the martial arts world. The Eight Immortals Swordsman Xu Chongzhen's voice could not hide the trembling.
"Amitabha, that's exactly it. In fact, Patriarch Sanfeng didn't tell outsiders that this martial art is actually related to a demon."
"In the former Yuan Dynasty, there was a big demon who wiped out the world. Countless masters fought with the demon and died in bloody battles. Only one master was able to turn the tide, but he also died because of it. Only two disciples of his disciples witnessed everything and inherited his mantle to create a new world.
Martial arts, this martial art was finally spread in the hands of Patriarch Sanfeng."
Xu Chongzhen knelt down, his eyes were splitting, and he looked at Huang tremblingly. Jane and the two said firmly: "That's right! I vaguely heard the master mention this matter. It was King Shura, the master of the evil sect who was revered as the former Yuan State Master...
"
The old monks seemed to turn a deaf ear to this. They put their hands together and closed their eyes to get rid of all the obstacles of the five aggregates. What they said was like the Buddha's narration of the eighty-four thousand Dharma doors. They were just to state the truth directly. There was no other reason for the form and meaning of the words.
"The defeated general is of no consequence. And you must keep in mind that one of these two senior masters is called Turtle Immortal and the other is Crane Immortal..."