Chapter 92 The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop
On the mountainside of the main peak of Baiku Valley, various buildings have become a mess. There are traces of the earthquake everywhere. Rubbles can be seen everywhere. Only rafters and tiles are left in the buildings. Some people were crushed under the rocks.
Below, only the severed limbs and blood stains remained on it.
The uninjured people of the Baidong Sect were rushing to rescue the people. The people in the South Cave and the North Cave were all busy. Some people were busy rescuing the injured, and others were busy removing the rocks that were holding people down. The old leader stood high
He was standing there, his clothes were all torn, and he was giving orders to the disciples with sharp eyes.
The shouts and screams mixed together were quite shocking.
When Zhao and Zheng came here and saw this scene, they both felt compassion and wanted to step forward to help.
"Friends of the Baidong Sect, the two of us passed through this place and encountered the earthquake together with you. Fortunately, we were not injured. We saw that your sect suffered heavy losses. I wonder if we two need to help, and we can do our little bit."
Hua said loudly.
Baiku Valley runs diagonally from the north to the southeast. Although the roads in the valley are difficult, many people still choose to pass by here, and some passers-by are quite normal.
Hearing the sound, the leader of the Baidong Sect looked towards the place where Zihua and the two were standing. Seeing that they were two strangers with their faces covered, he felt suspicious and declined politely: "Thank you two friends for your kindness, we will
I won't bother you two with my own affairs, so as not to delay your schedule."
"Master, you're welcome. We are both idle clouds and wild cranes. We don't have anything important to do. We are happy to help." Zihua said.
"We, the Baidong Sect, appreciate your kindness. But you really don't need to intervene here. The manpower within our sect is enough to handle this matter." The leader of the Baidong Sect refused for the second time.
Zhao Zheng and Zi Huan looked at each other. They sighed together. They came here to help with good intentions, but they were in trouble. This is someone else's territory. Since they don't need their intervention, they can only leave.
.
Zihua passed the message again, said goodbye to the leader of the Baidong Sect, and left here with Zhao Zheng.
The two of them returned by the original route and traveled for two days. They returned to the previous fork and checked into the Nanshun Inn. Their next destination was Tong Wanhua's residence and they needed to take another fork.
Before setting off, the two planned to rest for a few days to allow Zhao Zheng to recover from his left shoulder injury.
Zhao Zheng settled in the inn peacefully. That night, he asked the inn's waiter to prepare a large basin of bath water. Before taking a bath, he opened the system warehouse and took out the jade liquid stone soap he had just obtained.
I weighed it twice. This thing was slightly larger than a palm, crystal clear, white in color, and weighed less than a kilogram.
It was his first time to use this thing. He didn't know how effective it was. The introduction in the picture said that this thing had very little effect. It was estimated that it would not have much effect after just using it a few times. He took off his clothes, stepped into the bathtub, and got comfortable
After soaking in, the water level reached his chest.
After soaking for a while, he picked up the jade liquid stone soap and slowly wiped it on his body. The originally sharp edges and corners on the stone had long been rounded, so he could use it without worrying about scratching the skin. He had just used it on his skin.
There was no special feeling when I touched this stone. After rubbing it with water on the same skin for a while, my skin gradually became strange. I felt a coolness seeping into my skin, which was quite comfortable.
Zhao Zheng rubbed the jade liquid stone soap all over his body, except for the red and swollen areas on his shoulders. When the skin all over his body felt cool, he stopped and put the jade liquid stone soap on the table next to him.
He washed himself with jade liquid stone soap, wiped off the water on his body, took off the hanging bamboo tube from his trousers, and opened the lid.
The bamboo tube contains a lot of milky white liquid, which is stalactite jade liquid. This liquid is derived from jade liquid stone soap over a long period of time. It has the same effect as jade liquid stone soap, but the effect is faster. Just apply it on the body.
Take effect.
Zhao Zheng poured a small amount of the stalactite into the palm of his hand, put it on his right arm, and gently ground it. The stalactite brought a more obvious cooling effect, and penetrated into the skin at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually
disappear.
The stalactite liquid has a special property. Once it touches human skin, it will penetrate into it, and the skin that has been penetrated will become tough.
Zhao Zheng smeared all over his body with stalactite and jade liquid, and his whole body was as cold as if he had been soaked in ice water. Later, he really couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to use his internal energy in his Dantian to raise his body temperature.
Fight the cold.
After applying it to his body, there was not much stalactite liquid left. He simply used it up in one go and applied the remaining liquid to his head, heart and other key areas to enhance the effect.
The bamboo tube was completely empty, not a drop of liquid remained.
Zhao Zheng used the stalactite jade essence accumulated by Baidong Sect for two years at once, which improved the toughness of his skin. He put on his pants, put on his clothes, and sat cross-legged on the bed, and the exercise power would penetrate into his skin.
The stalactite liquid inside is completely absorbed.
Looking at his own attribute panel again, the external skill has jumped by 3 points, proving that the stalactite jade liquid has had a real effect and enhanced the resistance of his body.
Turning off the panel, he used the light on the table to observe the back of his hand with the naked eye. He found that the skin was smoother, but other than that, there were no other changes. He couldn't really cut the skin with a knife.
, look at how tough it is.
Relying on the stalactite and jade liquid, he became stronger again. Although he was only a little stronger, this is how a strong person comes step by step.
There was nothing else to say during the night.
Two days later, Zhao Zheng's left arm was already feeling much better. The redness and swelling had subsided, but he could not move his arm. He was eager to get going and planned to set out on his journey after one more day of rest.
That afternoon, he stood in front of the window, enjoying the spring breeze, holding his hands on the window sill, and looking down.
A group of people appeared on the road. There were not many people. There were only seven people riding horses. These seven people were wearing similar clothes. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue Taoist robe with a Tai Chi pattern on his chest. The other six people appeared on the road.
A young man is wearing a light blue Taoist robe, and there is a Tai Chi pattern on his chest. All seven of them carry swords on their backs, and the long sword tassels hanging down are black and white.
Tai Chi Taoist robes and a black and white double-tasseled sword hanging on the back are the standard attire of the Wudang sect. One look at this outfit can tell the origins of these people.
One Temple, Three Purities, Five Mountains and Eight Gates, One Temple refers to the Shaolin Temple, and Three Purities refers to the three Taoist sects, one of which includes the Wudang Sect. The Wudang Sect has a long history, outstanding martial arts, many masters in the sect, and even top-notch strongmen.
. He is a famous sect in the world and a giant of righteousness.
When Zhao Zheng saw that it was someone from the Wudang Sect passing by, he immediately cheered up, observed attentively, and recognized the identity of this group of people.
The leader is a leader of the Wudang Sect, about forty years old, with a black beard. His eyes are like lightning, his cheeks are like knives, and he has the unique heroic spirit of a martial artist. Zhao Zheng is concerned about this.
I don't have a deep impression of him, I vaguely remember that his name is Jiang Yong. The other six are all disciples of the Wudang Sect, and five are unknown people, not worth mentioning. Only one of them is extremely talented and has a very high level of cultivation.
This outstanding young man is called Jiang Ming, the son of Jiang Yong, who possesses the fifth heaven realm. He has mastered the Tai Chi swordsmanship in the sect, and every move is unique. Even the majestic leader of the Wudang Sect
They all praised him highly.
Jiang Ming went down the mountain this time to accompany his father and a group of fellow apprentices to congratulate the owner of Luoshu Villa on his birthday. Unexpectedly, he encountered the sword slaves of Zhujian Villa setting up a sword formation and distributing the swords that participated in the capture of Zichu Sword.
Qualification Token. His age barely met the requirements, and he was quite confident in his swordsmanship, so he asked his father for instructions and participated in the battle. His strength had reached the fifth-level realm, and he successfully captured the third token.
Among the twenty-four challengers, Jiang Ming's strength is probably ranked in the middle and lower reaches, slightly stronger than those at the bottom.
Zhao Zheng didn't take this person seriously and didn't pay much attention to him. He didn't expect to meet him at the Nanshun Inn today. They must have been rushing to Zhujian Villa or doing other things.
"Hall Master Jiang, we have been traveling for a few days, so let's rest here for one night."
"It's just that we finally came across an inn, so we'd better take a rest before leaving."
"I've been eating dry food every day along the way, and I've long since lost my mind. I really want to go to the inn and eat some meat."
The disciples of the Wudang Sect were all talking in different directions, and everyone wanted to stop and rest for a night and have a good meal.
The leader of the hall, Jiang Yong, couldn't stand the noise of these juniors and agreed to everyone's request. The Wudang sect members, including Jiang Ming, cheered together and got off their horses. The waiter heard the news and hurriedly walked out of the inn to greet them.
In this way, all the disciples of the Wudang Sect also checked into the Nanshun Inn and will set off tomorrow.
Zhao Zheng has nothing to do with these disciples. At most, he can meet Jiang Ming in the ring in the future.
As the saying goes, water in a well does not offend the river, so he did not want to pay attention to these people, but it was a pity that the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop.
During dinner that day, Zhao Zheng and Zihua went downstairs side by side.
In the lobby on the first floor of the inn, there were five tables of guests, two of which were disciples of the Wudang Sect.
Zhao Zheng had just reached the middle of the stairs when a disciple of the Wudang Sect recognized him and pointed out: "This man looks familiar. If I remember correctly, he should have broken through the sword formation like Senior Brother Jiang and got
I got the token. His name seems to be... I can’t remember, it seems his surname is Zhao.”
The disciples of the Wudang Sect were chatting, and when they heard this, they all turned their attention to Zhao Zheng. Another disciple recognized Zhao Zheng and called out Zhao Zheng's name.
Zhao Zheng succeeded in breaking through the formation and successfully obtained the token. He has already gained a small reputation, so it is not surprising that he was recognized. Not only him, Zi Huan was also recognized by people from the Wudang Sect and was called by name.
With nicknames.
Now that someone has recognized him, he can no longer keep a low profile and has to go up and say hello even out of politeness.
Zhao Zheng and Zihua went downstairs and walked in front of everyone from the Wudang Sect. They exchanged polite greetings and said some unhelpful words such as "I have admired the name for a long time."
While talking, Zhao Zheng felt a sharp gaze staring at him. He turned around and found that the person staring at him was Jiang Ming. This is no wonder, after all, both of them have tokens and are potential partners for each other.
Competitors are likely to be ranked high and low in the ring in the future, and they will inevitably look at each other a few times when they meet.
Jiang Ming is in his twenties, older than Zhao Zheng. He has a wide forehead, windy ears, and copper bell eyes. He is full of energy and majestic.
Zhao Zheng didn't take it seriously and smiled in return. Jiang Ming also smiled reluctantly in response.
After saying hello, Jiang Yong, the leader of the Wudang Sect, invited Zhao Zheng and Zhao Zheng to dine together. He seemed very enthusiastic. The two could not refuse. They could only obey the order respectfully and sat on Jiang Yong's right hand. Jiang Yong ordered again.
Several dishes of wine and food were served, and the entire Eight Immortals table was filled to the brim.
A group of people were eating and drinking, and the conversation mostly fell on Zhao Zheng and Zihua. These disciples of the Wudang Sect are all in their teens to twenties, which is the age where they talk a lot.
"When you broke into the formation that day, I happened to be there and witnessed the whole process of your breaking into the formation. You were really amazing at that time. You actually memorized all the routes that the little soul boy chose when he broke into the formation, and you got through it easily.
." A young disciple of the Wudang Sect praised.
"Brother, that's ridiculous. I was just lucky." Zhao Zheng said modestly.
"How can there be so much luck? There are no less than dozens of young people who participated in the battle. The only ones who succeeded were Senior Brother Jiang and you. Hehe, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I also went for it shamelessly, but it didn't work.
After walking a few steps, I was blown away by the wind coming from the sword array."
"I would like to ask, how advanced are you?"
"How can I compare to you and Senior Brother Jiang? We have just reached the second level of heaven."
"With this level, it is indeed impossible to break through that sword formation."
"I also know it's impossible, so I just went to feel the power of the sword array. There's not much danger anyway." The Wudang disciple sighed and said with a wry smile, "We are all the same age. I really don't know that you and Jiang
How did Senior Brother cultivate so much that he could achieve such a high level of cultivation that he could leave behind us cowardly people all the way down the street?"
"Actually, there are no shortcuts. Just be diligent." Zhao Zhengdao.
"You have passed through the sword formation, and Senior Brother Jiang has also passed through the sword formation. In the future, the two of you will most likely meet in the arena of the Sword Forging Villa, and I don't know who is better at it." The Wudang Sect disciple said without hesitation.
"When the time comes, we will compare and you will be able to tell the difference." Zhao Zheng said calmly.
"We won't have to wait until then. We can discuss it now." Jiang Ming suddenly spoke from the side, looking at Zhao Zheng with a stern look on his face.
"You must not be rude tomorrow. How can you challenge others randomly and cause trouble?" Hall Master Jiang Yong frowned, scolded, and then clasped his fists at Zhao Zheng and said, "Young hero, don't blame me, my son is young and energetic.
Sheng, he always speaks and does things without thinking, so he is not as calm as you."
Zhao Zheng quickly returned the courtesy and said: "Senior, you are so polite. I also made a mistake just now."
"Father, I just want to have a discussion with Shaoxia Zhao, why are you blocking me?" Jiang Ming said dissatisfied.
"We have just met this young hero for the first time, how could we make such an abrupt request? Besides, there is no eye under the sword. What should we do if something goes wrong?" When Jiang Yong spoke to his son, he immediately put on a stern tone.
Tone.
Jiang Ming was not convinced and argued with his father for a few words. Several disciples nearby who liked to join in the fun also added fuel to the fire and organized the competition.
Zhao Zheng was still injured, and he was unwilling to have a grudge with the Wudang Clan. He declined politely and said: "Brother Jiang, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I injured my left shoulder a few days ago. Even if I wanted to compete with you, I can't.
You accepted the challenge, so let’s forget it. If we are destined, it won’t be too late for us to meet again in the ring someday.”
"The left arm is injured, but your right arm is still intact?" Jiang Ming asked in a strange tone.
"There's nothing wrong with my right arm."
"Do you usually hold the sword with your left hand or your right hand?"
"Of course the right hand."
"That's easy. Since you usually hold the sword with your right hand, when it's time to spar, you can just use your right hand, and your left hand can stay motionless. For the sake of fairness, I won't use my left hand during the spar. I'll just use it.
The left hand is behind the back." Jiang Ming challenged again, "How about it, do you have the guts to spar with me? We will probably meet in the ring in the future, and it will be good for both you and me to spar in advance."
Jiang Yong couldn't control his domineering son, so he sighed and stopped trying to stop him. As for the remaining members of the Wudang Sect, they all cast their fiery gazes on Zhao Zheng.
The matter has been pushed to this point, and there is no room for retreat. If you continue to shirk, you will inevitably be looked down upon. Ni Bodhisattva is still very angry, not to mention Zhao Zheng.
"Okay. It's better to be respectful than to obey. After this meal is finished, we can go to the courtyard of the inn to discuss things." Zhao Zhengzheng promised.
"I hope my little brother will be willing to teach me when the time comes." Jiang Ming's eyes lit up and he said happily.
"The Wudang Sect is a famous sect. The Thirteen Wudang Styles are widely spread, and the Tai Chi Swordsmanship is unique in the martial arts world. You should teach me more when the time comes."
"To be able to break through that sword formation, you must be an extraordinary person. There is no need to be humble."
As soon as they heard that these two people were going to compete, no one had any intention of eating. Even if there were some who were not full, they all said they were full. The meal ended and everyone got up one after another.
As an elder, Jiang Yong came forward and summoned the innkeeper, claiming that he wanted to borrow the treasure land for use, and stuffed some money with him. The shopkeeper did not dare to accept the Wudang Clan's money, so he agreed to lend the sparring venue for free, and warned that the sparring should be measured.
Don't make it bleed.
With the shopkeeper's permission, everyone walked out of the back door and walked around the courtyard.
Zhao Zheng and Jiang Ming stepped out of the crowd, stood away from the crowd, stood in an open space, and put some distance between them.
Jiang Ming opened his stance, pulled out the sword from his back, and used the starting position in Tai Chi swordsmanship. He held the sword across his chest, put his hands behind his back, and shouted: "Young Master Zhao, please!"
Zhao Zheng also pulled out the Life Sword, held a sword flower from the Maha Sword Technique, and said politely: "Brother Jiang, I'm offended."
Although he had just obtained the Tiger's Roaring Sword, this sword was obtained from a dead person and could easily cause unnecessary trouble, making it inconvenient for outsiders to use. He could only use the One-Life Sword to fight against the enemy. The only way to find a blacksmith was to find a blacksmith for Tiger.
Xiao Jian changed the scabbard and hilt of the sword before he could take out the sword and show it to others.
Tai Chi swordsmanship emphasizes the balance of hardness and softness, the harmony of yin and yang, the round and smooth movement, and the endless flow. Jiang Ming has practiced this swordsmanship since he was a child and has mastered the essence of this swordsmanship. Before he started, he first talked with Zhao Zheng
They walked around in a circle, taking steps one after another. The distance between each step was exactly the same, no difference at all.
Jiang Ming is drawing a circle, and Zhao Zheng is the center point of the circle. Together, they form a circular Tai Chi, one yin and one yang, which coincides with infinite changes.
ps: The update has been very late in the past two days. I'm really sorry. From tomorrow on, the update time will be moved forward so that it can be updated during the day.
