Chapter 109 Our service tenet is not to refund tickets
Chapter 109 Our service tenet is not to refund tickets
Murong Fu went up to greet him: "Master, Mistress." This was Wu Yazi Li Qiushui who arrived with Wang Yuyan. When he wanted to inherit the Xiaoyao Sect as the leader, he had to have a name. Murong Fu's wife had nothing to do with Wu Yazi.
I can only additionally worship Wu Yazi as my teacher.
Wu Yazi waved his hand and greeted Huang Shang, "Huang Zhenren, I am Wu Yazi."
"I have met senior Wu Yazi." Huang Shang was born in Taixue, and his etiquette is much more thorough than this group of gangsters. He can't find any faults. "May I ask what you have learned from me, senior?"
"I don't dare to teach him. I just heard that my good disciple is here, so I came here to take a look."
Wu Yazi said: "However, after listening to what Huang Zhenren said, I have some different opinions. I was born on the border of the Western Army. I was a teenager and was accepted by my master into the Xiaoyao Sect. I grew up in Lingjiu Palace. Later, I married my wife
After living in Dali and spending forty or fifty years in Leigu Mountain, Henan Province, Huang Zhenren asked, which country do I belong to?"
"This..." Huang Shang couldn't answer easily, "It still depends on the senior's own wishes."
"That's right!" Wu Yazi said again: "People are mobile, and it doesn't matter which country they are from. I have martial arts from the Central Plains, the Western Regions, and Dali, which are integrated into one. Which country's martial arts do you think is stronger? Only Duojia
Communication is the way to progress.”
Huang Shang argued strongly: "But after all, this is a meeting of the Central Plains martial arts..."
"Hey." Wu Yazi waved his hand, "You, Wudang, are a Taoist sect, and I, the Xiaoyao Sect, are also a Taoist sect, and all Taoist sects in the world are one family. If we have to have this distinction, shouldn't we be divided into the Western Region Taoist sect and the Central Plains Taoist sect? In that case, our Western Region Taoist sect
The Taoist sect is just like your Zhongyuan Taoist sect."
"Um..." Huang Shang felt a little numb. This old guy doesn't have martial ethics.
Wu Yazi didn't give him a chance to respond, waved his hand and said: "Fu'er, you should know how to meet the Wudang master first!"
"Yes!" Murong Fu stood up and said, "Please enlighten me!"
"Junior brother, let me do it." Li Shouning took a step forward, cupped his fists and raised his hands, "Mr. Murong, please."
The two of them stood ready.
All the heroes couldn't help but hold their breath. The strength of these two was obvious to all, and everyone in the world knew that they were top-notch masters. The duel between the two of them was so exciting that many people didn't even dare to think about it. They didn't dare to blink their eyelids for fear of missing it.
Wonderful shot.
The two confront each other.
Five minutes passed.
A quarter of an hour passed.
Half an hour passed.
Half an hour passed.
Not moving at all!
With this kind of endurance, you have to give in!
I'll give you a thumbs up!
"Refund the ticket!" someone in the crowd shouted.
Murong Fu tilted his head, looked at the person and said, "You're kidding, our service tenet is not to refund tickets. Besides, have you bought the ticket?"
Only then did the man remember that he had not bought a ticket at all, so he shouted: "You can't do this even if you don't buy a ticket. Are you treating us like stupid boys?"
There was a leader, and everyone started making noises. Shaoshi Mountain suddenly turned into a vegetable market, with chaos and excitement.
"That's right, that's right!"
"Let's fight or not! Let's break up!"
"I'm in a hurry to go home, and I still have soup simmering on the stove!"
"What kind of soup, Brother? Can I have a bite?"
"The black-bone chicken soup stewed for your sister-in-law contains dangshen and astragalus."
"Oh, that sister-in-law, Chi Liu, you are so blessed, Chi Liu, sister-in-law, Chi Liu, good, she looks so beautiful, Chi Liu..."
"You greedy sister-in-law, are you still greedy for soup? Believe it or not, I will chop you down!"
A group of rabble-rousers, the style of painting gradually went astray.
Murong Fu and Li Shouning were not the same. One of them learned Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, and the other learned Tai Chi. They were both techniques of attacking from behind, using force to convert force. No one was willing to attack first, so the hand could not move.
After all, it was the Xiaoyao faction who suggested the beating first, and Murong Fu yelled, "I'm sorry!" and hit him with a flick of his magical power.
Li Shouning drew a circle with his hands, using Tai Chi to trap his finger power in the circle. He turned around and kicked his left foot, advancing with a single whip to hit Murong Fu.
Murong Fu made several circles with his hands. Li Shouning felt that the absorbed finger force and the force of his attack all bounced back. His heart skipped a beat, Yun Shou stopped him, and then sent all the force back.
Not to be outdone, Murong Fu plucked the strings with his hands, causing the universe to shift and the stars to shift, rebounding Li Shouning's strength back.
Li Shouning saw this and simply waved his pipa, then waved away Murong Fu's blow.
The two of them walked back and forth, moving as slow as a snail, pushing each other's hands softly and lightly. Everyone who watched them was so sleepy that they couldn't even curse.
Is it okay for the two great sects to openly crack down on fake matches in front of the Buddhist Holy Land?
Is there anyone taking care of it? Does the imperial court care about this?
"This is the first time I have seen Mr. Murong attack with all his strength. This man is indeed very powerful. I am afraid he is even more powerful than me." Only a strong man like Xiao Feng could see the danger. The two of them fought softly because they did not use any force at all.
You can completely borrow the other party's power, but the other party is completely powerless, so you can only borrow the power.
The competition is about the fine control of force. If anyone uses a little force first, the opponent will immediately seize the opportunity and press forward, leaving him unable to fight back.
Circle after circle, like a snowball, even if there is only a trace of strength at the beginning, it will become the overwhelming force of Mount Tai in the end, and the winner will be determined at that time, and even life and death.
Xiao Feng saw Murong Fu attack twice, once against him in Juxian Manor, and once against Jiumozhi just now. They were both strong and hard fights. This was the first time he saw Murong Fu attack with all his strength in his own martial arts style. His strength made him awe-struck.
Respectfully.
Li Shouning finally suffered from the short time of practicing martial arts. Internal strength can be accumulated quickly through many methods, but the understanding of the "meaning" in Tai Chi cannot be understood overnight. He was knocked to the ground by Murong Fu.
"Brother Li, I accept the concession."
Murong Fu was very proud. Wu Yazi laughed and said: "Fu'er has a solid foundation in martial arts and a smooth path. Are there any Taoist friends in Wudang who are coming to teach me?"
"Let me give it a try. However, Brother Murong must have exhausted a lot of physical strength after a big battle. It would not be fair to fight with me again." Huang Shang stepped forward and stared at Wu Yazi, "Junior, if you dare,
Let’s challenge Senior Wuyazi.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In fact, the fight between Murong Fu and Li Shouning just now was based on their understanding of Huali Kung Fu. They hardly used any force, and it was nonsense to talk about consumption.
Tan. Huang Shang just wanted to fight Wu Yazi, otherwise he would only win against Murong Fu. He also had a master over his head, so it would not count as defeating the Xiaoyao sect.
"Okay, heroes come from young, I have learned from Huang Zhenren's clever tricks."
Wu Yazi could feel the Taoist charm in Huang Shang's body, and knew that this young man should not be underestimated. He raised his hand like Tianshan Zhemei's hand, circling and flying, attacking and forcing him, not daring to give Huang Shang a chance.
Everyone said "ugh". According to the rules of the martial arts world, seniors should maintain their identity when fighting with juniors, and let the juniors take a few moves to show their magnanimity. Unexpectedly, this ninety-year-old senior of the Xiaoyao Sect not only refused to let the juniors move, but even
He used ruthless tactics to force the attack as soon as he came up, which was totally out of style.
Huang Shang didn't take it seriously. He had already been able to discuss things with Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng many years ago. The age gap was completely false to a true genius like him. The Wudang sect's kung fu was to strike from behind.
, he is not at a disadvantage either.
Both hands of Tai Chi took over Wu Yazi's palm power and disappeared. However, the Tianshan Plum Blossom Shou claimed that any martial arts in the world could be incorporated into it on its own, which was simply endless. When the front palm power was canceled, three more palm power changes were immediately generated to keep up.
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Zhuo Bufan, who was in the team at Lingjiu Palace, twitched at the corner of his eye. When he first mastered the sword light, he thought he was a god and did not take Lingjiu Palace seriously. He thought that he would conquer thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands in one battle.
He became one of the masters in the martial arts world. Unexpectedly, Murong Fu used a move to break the plum blossom hand and surrendered his sword.
But now Wu Yazi used this move and hit it on the Tai Chi boxing frame, but it was like a child playing and was swung away.
Fortunately, Wu Yazi is not a loser like Zhuo Bufan. Under Tai Chi, the infinite stamina of the Tianshan plum-breaking hand begins to show.
There are many exquisite and cruel techniques, and every time a palm is struck, the hearts of the heroes seem to be hit by a heavy hammer, and they are throbbing. Wu Yazi's moves are extremely dangerous, even the eminent monks of the Xuan generation of Shaolin, I am afraid that he will not be able to take them.
Even one move is difficult.
At this point, everyone knew how good the Xiaoyao sect was in martial arts, and how terrifying it was to use force against this sect. Murong Fu and Li Shouning's boring push just now was finally recognized as containing an incomprehensible mystery.
However, no matter how the Tianshan plum-breaking hand changes for no reason, it will eventually be rotated in a Tai Chi diagram. Tai Chi is like a sea. No matter how high or fierce the waves are, they can only surge in the sea, but they will not harm the sea itself.
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Suddenly, Huang Shang's palm movements changed and became swift and sharp. He smiled and said: "Don't forget my martial arts skills. I have finished Tai Chi. Senior, try my way!"
Tai Chi is a Wudang martial art, and Huang Shang must use it, but it is Zhang Sanfeng's way. Those who learn from me will live, and those who imitate me will die. Huang Shang is not the seven losers of the Wudang Seven Heroes who follow the established path.
Still not walking well.
If you follow Zhang Sanfeng's path, you will definitely not be able to surpass Zhang Sanfeng. As the founder of the Nine Yin Manual, Huang Shang has his own path. After reading the Nine Yin Scripture in advance and discussing it with Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng for many years, he gradually found this way.
The Tao of stocks means that "the Tao follows nature and is unpredictable."
All the martial arts in Jiuyin Manual come from Huang Shang's adaptation of the moves of Mingjiao enemies. This is Huang Shang's martial arts style. In this life, he has seen the ancient tomb sect, Peach Blossom Island and other martial arts, and used them one by one.
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Huang Shang's martial arts suddenly became erratic. His long sleeves were fluttering, and he used the Luoying Divine Sword Palm with his left hand, and the Heaven and Earth Net style with his left hand. He pushed forward and waved the five-string heart-destroying palm, and his rear defense was like a closed Tai Chi.
His strikes were as fast as lightning, and they disappeared in a flash. Wu Yazi became interested and shouted: "Okay!" He also displayed many martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect.
Xiaoyao sect's martial arts emphasizes lightness and elegance, elegance and purity. Under the stimulation of Jiuyin Sutra, Huang Shang is also free and agile, and looks like a god. But I saw one with a childish face and white hair, and the other with as calm as the wind. Both of them were instantly touched.
Walking, really just like a pair of butterflies among the flowers, dancing unsteadily.
Xiao Feng couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a 'Xiaoyao'!"
The heroes all nodded in agreement. The scene at this time was so wonderful that even the most pedantic people could not care about the difference between Hu and Han and could only admire it.
But then I started to wonder again, although the Xiaoyao sect is free and easy, and the Wudang sect is also elegant, is it possible that this martial arts is so informal? From this point of view, the Buddhist martial arts seems too strong and heavy.
Unknowingly, the balance in people's hearts began to tilt. Those who participated in the battle at Juxianzhuang remembered what Xiao Feng said when he used Taizu Changquan to fight Xuannan, and couldn't help but nod secretly. Sure enough, the Hu religion in the Western Regions is still inferior.
Our own Taoism in China can be seen in its martial arts.
But in the final analysis, Huang Shang's path has not gone very far. In essence, although the martial arts of Peach Blossom Island, Tomb Sect, and Jiuyin Xiajuan are superb, they are far inferior to the martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect. The styles of their moves
Similarly, it is easy to tell who is strong and who is weak.
After only fighting for more than half an hour, Huang Shang's dejection showed. After all, Huang Shang was only in his early twenties, how could he defeat Wu Yazi who was in his nineties?
Wu Yazi used "Yangge Tianjun" to break up the fist of "Big Demon Subduing Fist" and pressed it on Huang Shang's chest. Huang Shang lowered his head and looked at Wu Yazi's palm and said: "
It was the juniors who lost."
Wu Yazi stroked his beard and smiled: "Little Taoist Brother Huang has profound skills. In time, his achievements will definitely be considerable. But let's look at it now. If we still have to divide the Western Region and the Middle Earth, then I am afraid that our Western Region Dao Sect will be better than the Middle Earth Dao Sect.
Already."
His original intention was that everyone was a Taoist sect and there was no distinction between regions. It was okay to let Murong Fu preside over this matter, but a lazy voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
"Ah, really?"
Hearing this voice, Murong Fu looked discouraged and had given up on his original plan. Wu Yazi looked into the crowd and saw a young Taoist priest in ragged clothes, holding on to his broken straw sandals with only the bottom left, walking slowly and leisurely.
came out.
"Master!"
Huang Shang and Li Shouning quickly bowed down.
The young Taoist cosplaying Jigong is naturally Zhang Sanfeng. Since he understood the divine book and regained his youth, his mind has gradually returned to his youth. He no longer sits in Wudang like an old immortal statue made of iron and clay. Instead, he is full of the same spirit as in his early years.
Got a bad taste.
He did not walk with the two disciples, but walked slowly and leisurely towards Shaoshi Mountain. His slovenly appearance was dragged away by the Beggar Clan disciples on the road, thinking that he was from their own gang, for fear that he would fall behind.
Zhang Sanfeng thanked the little beggar who dragged him over cheerfully, "You are quite a nice person."
On the road, the little beggar shot a pheasant and wrapped it in lotus leaves and soil to make a beggar's chicken. At this time, the helmsman called and asked Zhang Sanfeng to help him look at it and ran over to do it.
Zhang Sanfeng picked up the little beggar's chicken and ran away.
When the little beggar came back and saw that there were no chickens and no people, he burst into tears. After crying, he found a piece of silver and a map of cotton palm hidden under the ashes, and he became happy again.
Zhang Sanfeng was still holding the chicken stand and gnawing at it. He handed it to his two apprentices and asked, "Do you want to eat it? I stole this from a beggar in the Beggar Clan. It is an authentic beggar's chicken."
The two disciples' faces were twitching. You are almost 130 years old and you are stealing chicken from a little beggar?
Seeing that the two apprentices had no intention of eating, Zhang Sanfeng took it back to his mouth and continued to chew it, complaining: "Look at you two, you are separated from me. If it were Lao Yang, he would have to come and snatch it away."
Murong Fu looked at Zhang Sanfeng with disdain, "Pull him down, if it were Senior Yang, he would secretly stuff a belly full of ash and slag on your chicken and knock out two of your teeth."
Wu Yazi greeted Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Brother Zhang, long time no see!"
"Hey, easy to say, easy to say." Zhang Sanfeng finished chewing the last bit of meat and threw the chicken rack away without any sense of ethics, "You just said that the Taoism of the Western Regions is better than the Taoism of the Central Plains, right?"
Wu Yazi spread his hands: "Obviously."
"Shall we come?" Zhang Sanfeng's tone was casual, but Murong Fu felt that he was taking advantage of the fact that the master had a big "danger" written on his forehead.