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Chapter 149 Zhang Sanfeng

Seeing the man in the field using a set of Tai Chi to such perfection that he could defeat hundreds of people by himself, I was shocked. I couldn't help but feel awe, and I was even more certain that this man should be from the same world and earth as myself.

Tai Chi is a traditional martial art of the Chinese nation. Every movement is smooth and coherent, and each style is continuous and like a Tai Chi diagram. The boxing method is a combination of the boxing methods of various dynasties, combined with the changes of yin and yang and the five elements of Yi Xue, the ancient guidance and breathing of meridian science of traditional Chinese medicine. It is a kind of boxing skill that is both internal and external, soft, slow, light and agile, and combines hardness and softness.

Tai Chi is a perfect combination of the dialectical theoretical thinking of the Chinese nation and martial arts, art, guidance, traditional Chinese medicine, etc. It takes Tai Chi and the dialectical concept of yin and yang in traditional Chinese Confucian and Taoist philosophy as its core ideas to cultivate temperament, strengthen the body, and combat martial arts. Integrating multiple functions into one is a high-level human body culture

The historical documentation about the origin of Tai Chi was first seen in Qing history manuscripts: "Internal martial arts originated from Zhang Sanfeng, a Taoist priest in Wudang in the Song Dynasty. His method is based on static movement and immobilization; it is very different from the Shaolin Temple's idea of ​​​​attacking, so Shaolin is called the external martial arts. The Wang Zongyue sect spread in the Qin and Jin Dynasties is the most famous... In the middle of the Qing Dynasty, there was Tai Chi in Hebei Province. It is said that the boxing technique came from the Wang Zongyue sect in Shanxi."

Zhang Yun sorted out the knowledge about Tai Chi in his mind. He was already extremely enthusiastic about martial arts. In addition to practicing, he often studied some martial arts methods of various sects, including Tai Chi. However, Tai Chi has been passed down to this day and can only be regarded as a form of martial arts. This kind of health maintenance and performance skills gradually lost the competitive power at the beginning of martial arts.

Watch the Tai Chi performed by the people in the field. It integrates the principles of yin and yang of heaven and earth. It is endless and continuous. It is as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit.

Zhang Yun couldn't help but secretly guess: "The Tai Chi exercise performed by this person is as powerful as the Yangtze River and the sea. It seems to come from the Wudang lineage. I don't know which senior figure of Wudang Boxing the person in the field is."

In his mind, he had already reached the square. The man who was still fighting in the field suddenly looked in the direction of Zhang Yun. Two sharp lights burst out from his eyes, and his face instantly became distorted, revealing an expression of deep hatred.

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment when he saw this, but then he realized that he was looking behind him, and he immediately understood that he was about to approach the outside of the encirclement of more than 300 people. He quickly stabilized his body, turned around, and confronted the guards who were chasing him.

Feng Xiaolan ignored Zhang Yun and waved his hand. Twenty guards in golden armor surrounded Zhang Yun, but he focused his eyes on the people fighting fiercely in the field.

The people in the field easily repelled the attacking enemy, but they glared angrily at Feng Xiaolan and roared: "Crazy old lady, Taoist Master, I must kill you today, otherwise it will be difficult to understand the hatred in my heart that you have ruined my life for hundreds of years." If you practice, I will kill you. I will kill you."

The man who claimed to be Taoist roared angrily, and his voice was accompanied by soul fluctuations and secret sound transmission techniques. Everyone present heard his words incoherently. It was obvious that he had a deep hatred for this beautiful woman named Feng Xiaolan.

Feng Xiaolan laughed loudly, and the laughter was filled with a kind of heroism. The two peaks on his chest also rose and fell, dazzling and

As soon as the laughter stopped, she said with the same soul wave with a charming smile on her face: "I love you so much, Xiaofeng. How can you be willing to leave me? You don't have to learn the crystal ball of the language of all realms that I gave you." It’s much more convenient to communicate in the international language.”

"Master Taoist, I can't stand your dirty words. I have been silent for eight years. You have tortured me for eight years. I must kill you today." The old Taoist priest roared angrily while waving his hands and feet quickly. He quickly approached Zhang Yun and Feng Xiaolan with his footwork.

The golden-armored guard standing in front of him was quickly knocked away by him. In the time it took him to drink tea, he rushed to the surrounding circle of beautiful women in leather armor and slapped the two of them away with two palms. He also took out two aqua orbs. When you put it in your arms, it shouldn't be stuffed through the round hole on your chest, sliding down and getting stuck on your belt.

The twenty-odd golden-armored guards surrounding Zhang Yun did not receive orders from Prince Xiao and did not dare to take action. They all glared with swords in their hands. Zhang Yun also watched the farce in the field with great interest.

Feng Xiaolan waved the guards to stop attacking her, but walked in the direction in which the Taoist priest was running. Soon she came to the old Taoist priest who was glaring at him, laughed, and then said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Feng, don't be so arrogant and go back with me." I will continue to pamper you. You are no match for me, so just let it go."

"Bah, if you hadn't let those bead-wielding soul attendants sneak up on me from behind while I was fighting with you last time, Taoist Master, I wouldn't have fallen into your hands and suffered such shame and humiliation. I also want to thank you for your gift, which finally allowed me to understand Tai Chi. The true meaning of the picture is that I must kill you today. No, I will catch you and kill you slowly. I will repay you a hundred times what you did to me." The old Taoist priest known as Xiaofeng said through gritted teeth. After saying this, he pounced on you like crazy.

"Hahaha Xiaofeng, do you want to kill me? Come on, if you can beat me, I will allow you to be on top." Feng Xiaolan laughed evilly, then inserted the broken blade in his hand back into his leg and shook his fists to face it. The old Taoist priest rushed forward

The two of them fought together quickly. This woman has a strange figure, but her flexible fists are very powerful and full of violence. If you didn't look at her plump breasts and pretty face, you would definitely think that she is a macho warrior.

But the old Taoist priest used a set of Tai Chi to the fullest. Although he seemed to be able to neutralize the opponent's heavy punches effortlessly, it seemed that he would not be able to win in a short time.

Zhang Yun couldn't help sweating on his forehead after seeing the ** girl's boxing skills and thought to himself: "What a powerful woman, if she hadn't been quick at seeing opportunities and had good light skills just now, I'm afraid she would have been defeated by this tough ** girl now."

Then I remembered the conversation between the two people just now and couldn't help but sweat in my heart: "What kind of abuse would make such a Tai Chi master who is based on self-cultivation and nourishing the character so angry? What if I fell into his hands?"

Feng Xiaolan in the field was attacking ferociously while uttering some obscene words in an attempt to provoke the old Taoist priest and find a loophole to defeat the enemy.

"Xiao Feng, actually, the one I love the most is you, even though you are very young, and the imperial sister's favorite pet, Xiao Xuan Xuan, is very different. No, no, I shouldn't say that he is a dragon and you are an insect, hahaha."

The old Taoist priest was very angry at first, but after listening to her talk more, his mentality slowly calmed down, giving people a feeling of being in harmony with the surrounding world. It was as quiet as still water, and the wonderful artistic conception of God merging with heaven and earth quickly infected her. Zhang Yun and everyone present

"Although you are very young, I just like you because you are the most durable man I have ever seen. What is rare is that you are still a baby when you are young. It is wonderful for the first time."

Feng Xiaolan's words obviously hit the scars of the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest suddenly roared, jumped up and then withdrew from the wonderful mood of being carefree and joyless, as good as water. His two-handed boxing techniques changed from the previous style. Use a cunning and ruthless boxing technique to control the fast, and use head-on confrontation

"That's how you look like a man." Feng Xiaolan couldn't help but smile when she saw that the evil plot was successful. The powerful and useless punches just now made her very depressed. Now she can have a happy fight, which is naturally what she wants.

While she was fighting with the old Taoist priest quickly, she continued to use words to arouse his anger. In addition, she inadvertently mixed a short dialect into her words. As soon as she finished her sentence, the more than 300 guards watching the battle in the square fell silent. to surround the battlefield

Zhang Yun, a bystander who was fascinated by the authorities, saw all this in his eyes. He could not understand what the woman said, but she must have given the order to surround her. No doubt, a thought came to her mind and she quickly reminded her loudly: "The senior who is fighting in the field is not I know who is the senior master of the Wudang sect. What your opponent said just now was to anger you and mess up your mood. Don't be fooled. Now they have surrounded us. I don't think the heroes will suffer the loss in front of us. It is better for us to use the Thirty-six Strategies. You know, it’s never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. Senior, it’s better to listen to this kid and get out of the way quickly.”

The old Taoist priest who was fighting in the field was startled when he heard the familiar local accent ringing in his ears, and then he was ecstatic: "The words in his words can only be understood by people from his hometown. This man must be from that world of his hometown. Listen to him." His words seem to have something to do with him."

When he was distracted and thinking, his body couldn't help but stagnate, but the sexy woman Feng Xiaolan seized this opportunity and punched him in the abdomen.

There was a muffled sound, and Feng Xiaolan's fist sank deeply into her flesh as if she had hit a leather-colored leather. Then she suddenly felt a huge force coming from her lower abdomen, which shook her arm to the point of numbness and she couldn't stop it. Go back and retreat for more than ten meters before standing still.

However, the old Taoist priest's body took advantage of the force of the shock and landed next to Zhang Yun like an eagle. Then he suddenly leaned over Zhang Yun's clothes like a dog and sniffed hard.

After a while, he laughed and said: "After more than five hundred years, I finally smell the smell of my hometown again, and it's still very fresh. Obviously you just came across the border."

"Boy, do you know me? How about the Great Song Dynasty? How about the Wudang Sect? How did you get here? Are you my disciple?" The old Taoist priest caressed the snow-white stubble on his chin and asked a lot of questions. It was obvious that he was seeing this. The fellow villagers were so excited that they were a little incoherent.

Zhang Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Senior, can you tell me your identity first? We can talk about the rest after we rush out, okay?"

The old Taoist laughed, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, and then said seriously: "This poor Taoist is the Wudang Zhang Sanfeng."


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