The middle-aged man nodded slightly to Zhang Jun and said, "I am Liu Ziguang, and you are Xiaoxian's friend Zhang Jun, right? Thank you for taking this trip in person for my illness."
Zhang Jun said: "Uncle Liu, you're welcome. Sister Xian cares about your health very much. Her business is my business." Then he led several people into the room where Hua Buyi was.
Several people took the elevator to the ninth floor of the hotel. Zhang Jun opened the door and invited Liu Ziguang and others into the room.
Hua Buyi was reading the newspaper in the living room. His daily life was very regular and he never wasted time. Zhang Jun always admired this. Ever since he was able to transfer blood energy, he understood that the blood energy of a master changes with the rising and setting of the sun.
Adjust in spring, summer, autumn and winter, so as to be in line with nature and live a long life.
Hua Buyi did a great job in this regard. By doing different things throughout the day, he naturally adjusted the changes in Qi and blood, making them consistent with the nature of heaven and earth. He truly achieved walking, sitting and lying without leaving the environment, and practiced Kung Fu to the extreme.
In daily life.
Seeing Zhang Jun ushering people in, he nodded slightly and said, "Sit down."
The two guards were used to seeing big shots. Even the leaders of the country had to shake hands cordially when they saw the commander, but this man was so arrogant that he didn't even bother to stand up. But they were guards after all. Although their faces were unhappy, they only looked at him.
Able to tolerate.
Liu Ziguang did not feel dissatisfied with this. He said politely: "Mr. Hua, I have heard of you for a long time. It is my honor, Liu Ziguang, to meet you today."
Hua Buyi said calmly: "You're welcome." Then he took his pulse and asked about his condition.
When he opened Liu Ziguang's clothes and saw the wound on his back, his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly pulled the clothes off and said coldly: "You go away, I won't treat this injury."
"How dare you! You dare to play tricks on our leader!" A guard was furious and scolded Hua Buyi.
Although Zhang Jun was surprised, he was firmly on Hua Buyi's side, even if the other person was someone Lin Xian knew, so he glared at the guard and said, "Master is silent, and you have no right to speak."
The guard wanted to say something else, but Liu Ziguang waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "You two, get out!"
The two guards immediately exited the room and stood guard outside the door.
Liu Ziguang looked at Hua Buyi, sighed and said, "Mr. Hua really has a sharp eye, you must have seen it. Yes, this injury was left at that time. But there is a misunderstanding. I, Liu Ziguang, am definitely not a traitor."
Zhang Jun was confused and raised his ears to listen.
Hua Buyi was unmoved and said: "How many heroes died overnight, but their deaths were not in vain. They used special fighting methods to leave indelible scars on the traitors."
Liu Ziguang looked excited: "Mr. Hua, I was just a pawn at that time. I was not taken seriously by the big people at all. How could you leave a mark on me? This injury was actually left by a big traitor. He killed a group of us
It was used as an experiment, presumably to study that special technique."
Hua Buyi still had a cold expression on his face, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. He was a great expert in holding pills. When he was angry, the whole room seemed to have a coldness. The face of the young woman accompanying him changed slightly, and she looked at Hua Buyi warily.
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After a moment, he restrained his murderous intent, sighed, and said: "Everything is just a dream."
Liu Ziguang said: "Mr. Yang Ling had a high status and was respected by everyone. His passing made many people sigh with regret."
Hua Buyi waved his hand: "Stop talking and let me take a look at the injury again."
Liu Ziguang was very cooperative and recounted the situation when he was injured based on his memory. Hua Buyi looked at it for a moment and said, "That man's imitation skills are so good that he can almost confuse the fake with the real one. I was deceived just now."
Liu Ziguang nodded: "He was known as the Tathagata of Killing Living Beings, and his methods of killing and wounding were the best in the world."
"Sure enough, it's him." Hua Buyi's face was gloomy, and he stopped talking and concentrated on treating Liu Ziguang's injuries. About half an hour later, Liu Ziguang felt relaxed all over, and the pain that had tortured him for many years disappeared instantly. He was very grateful.
Bow deeply to Hua Buyi.
Hua Buyi waved his hand: "Go ahead."
Liu Ziguang bowed his head and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Hua, if you have anything to do in the future, just ask me and take my leave!"
A group of Liu Ziguang walked out of the room and got into the elevator. The young woman Liu Ling finally couldn't help but asked: "Dad, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
"You'd better not understand." Liu Ziguang looked stern, "Remember, don't say a word to outsiders!"
Liu Ling's heart trembled and she said: "Yes."
In the room, Zhang Jun was also full of curiosity. Before he could ask, Hua Buyi said, "Do you want to know what's going on?"
He nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Master, what happened that year? It seems that Grand Master was also involved."
Hua Buyi was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Your great master, Mr. Yang Ling, was assassinated at that time. This is a blood feud between our masters. You must not forget it." After a pause, "You should not ask more about these things for the time being.
When you take charge of Shennongmen, I will tell you everything."
Zhang Jun had no choice but to endure his curiosity and stopped asking.
When Liu Ziguang returned to the military compound, Lin Xian called and asked about the treatment. He smiled and said: "Xiao Xian, thanks to you today, my uncle's illness has been cured. Please say hello to your father for me and talk to him."
We haven’t seen each other for a few years, so I have a chance to get together.”
Lin Xian was very happy and said: "That's great, he really didn't disappoint me."
Liu Ziguang asked curiously: "Xiaoxian, is he your boyfriend? Haha, you are not young anymore, it is time to have a boyfriend."
Lin Xian sighed and said: "Uncle, my family does not allow us to be together. For the benefit of the family, they want me to marry into the Xu family. Now I am only given two years. After two years, I will marry someone I don't like."
people."
Liu Ziguang's tone deepened and he said: "Don't worry, Xiaoxian, my uncle will make the decision for you. If Lin Hui dares to force you to marry, I will break up with him."
Lin Xian was overjoyed. With Liu Ziguang's help, it was possible to change her father's attitude. She quickly said: "Uncle, thank you so much!"
The next day, Zhang Jun had breakfast with his master, and then went to Bailong Temple alone to meet Situ Xing.
Hakuryuji Temple is located on Hakuryu Mountain in the western suburbs of Kyoto. It is different from other temples with strong incense. Due to the rugged and difficult mountain roads, there are few incense on weekdays and it is deserted. Occasionally, only nearby mountain residents come to the temple to offer incense.
Zhang Jun walked for more than two hours before he saw the Bailong Temple. However, since practicing carrying Qi and blood, his physical fitness has greatly improved. At this time, his face is not red, he is not out of breath, and he is not even sweating.
The door of Bailong Temple was wide open, and he walked directly in. A young monk was sweeping the yard. When he saw Zhang Jun coming in, he asked, "Is this the donor Zhang?"
Zhang Jun said quickly: "Yes, young master, is Mr. Situ here?"
The young monk pointed behind him: "Mr. Situ is waiting for you in the Zen room in the backyard."
Zhang Jun thanked him and went straight to the backyard. He saw a simple thatched house built there, surrounded by several fallen leaves. He walked to the thatched house and knocked on the door: "Senior, I'm here.
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The door was pushed open and Situ Xing walked out. Without saying a word, he picked up a dead branch from the ground and put it on his front.
Zhang Jun knew that the other party was practicing sword moves, so he quickly concentrated and used perspective to observe the secrets. He saw that his left leg was slightly arched in front, his right leg was behind, and his feet were about thirty centimeters apart. His right hand was holding a dead branch, and his arm was slightly arched.
Curl, thrust forward slowly.
If a person who doesn't know Kung Fu sees it, he won't be able to understand it at all, but Zhang Jun is different. He observes the trajectory of Situ Xing's blood energy and looks for the secret.
After stabbing out his sword, Situ Xing said calmly: "Practice slowly and call me after you practice." After saying that, he went into the thatched cottage again.
He nodded and started practicing. The sword strike just now was actually not difficult. After practicing for half a small amount of time, he was able to do it both physically and mentally, so he said: "Senior, you have already practiced it."
Situ Xing checked the lie and then performed another sword pose.
In this way, he taught a sword posture every half an hour or so, and the day passed unknowingly. During this period, the young monk brought rice twice, and the two of them ate some hastily.
That night, Zhang Jun stayed at Bailong Temple. At night, he was still thinking about the twenty-four sword moves he had learned during the day, and felt that he had indeed mastered them. At the same time, he was a little strange in his heart. These simple sword moves were
A powerful flying fairy?
The next day, Situ Xing taught another twenty-five sword styles as usual. So far, Zhang Jun had learned a total of forty-nine sword styles, and was able to master each style.
In the evening, after teaching the forty-nine sword styles, Situ Xing finally said: "Tianwai Feixian combines these forty-nine sword styles into one sword. When one sword is released, ghosts and gods will be shocked. You can practice it yourself."
After saying that, Situ Xing went to rest, leaving Zhang Jun alone outside in a daze. Forty-nine postures combined into one sword? Just kidding!
He can be sure that this matter is probably more than twice as difficult as learning Zhenwu Mu Fist!
So, he spent the whole night thinking hard, but unfortunately he made no progress. When the sun rose, a group of foraging sparrows settled on the branches, chirping and making a lot of noise.
Zhang Jun was worried, so he picked up a stone and threw it at him, causing a group of sparrows to fly away. The images of countless flying sparrows overlapped in the sky, forming a chaotic flying scene, which gave him an idea.
"The energy and blood flow of each sword style is different, and the movements are also different. How can it be integrated together? This is different from Zhenwu Mu Quan. Each style has its own independent form and meaning, while the latter only focuses on its meaning and not its shape.
Naturally, a real martial arts furnace can be formed, integrating the best of hundreds of schools of thought."
"Flying immortals outside the sky, flying immortals outside the sky! What does it mean? Immortals do not belong to the mortal world. This sword must be unpredictable."
He kept thinking and didn't even know that Situ Xing had left the room. The latter ignored him and went out without knowing what he was doing.
When Situ Xing came back at noon, Zhang Jun said: "Senior, please practice a move of the flying immortal from the sky."
Situ Xing said: "The flying immortals in the sky are in my heart, not in my moves." After saying that, he entered the thatched cottage again.
Zhang Jun was stunned. He thought hard all morning. Just when he had some ideas, he was rejected by the other party.
"It's in my heart, not in my moves." He pondered this sentence with a confused look on his face.
Three days passed in a flash, and even Zhang Jun felt embarrassed. Wasn't this a waste of Senior Situ's time? But at this moment, the group of sparrows appeared again, and they were still making a loud noise.
The difference is that there are also three or five kinds of birds that cannot be named, mixed with the sparrows.
Zhang Jun stared blankly at a group of chirping birds, and suddenly threw another pile of stones. Immediately, the birds flew away in fright, and this time it was even more spectacular.
His heart moved, as if he had thought of something, and he looked ecstatic and murmured: "Yes! If you tie two birds together and fly, they will definitely not be able to fly, but one of the birds can learn from the other bird.
flying skills!"
"The so-called combining the forty-nine sword styles into one actually means adapting to the situation and flexibly using the methods of fighting the enemy in the forty-nine sword styles. Isn't this just 'in the heart, not in the moves'?"
In an instant, he realized clearly that people were laughing "haha" there.
Hearing laughter, Situ Xing came out and asked, "Understood?"
Zhang Jun nodded: "Thank you, senior."
"You don't need to thank me, it's because you have good understanding." Situ Xing said, "In fact, the simplest moves are often the most powerful ones. You have to practice the simple ones."
Zhang Jun asked: "Senior, how many sword styles do you need to perform the Flying Immortal from Heaven?"
"There is no sword style." Situ Xing said.
Zhang Jun was deeply impressed and felt that Situ Xing was so high and unfathomable.