The Heaven Sword and the Dragon Sabre Chapter 4: The first pass of Tai Chi is soft and strong

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Zhang Wuji thought that Master Song and others did not know if they had returned to the mountain from the Western Regions. They never heard from them on the way. Shi Bo Yu Daiyan is crippled in bed, and the powerful enemy is sudden, how to resist? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel worried, and said loudly: "Seniors and elder brothers, the Wudang school is where my father came from, and Master Tai is kind to me like a mountain. In today's disaster, rescuing soldiers is like fighting a fire. It will be a moment and a moment earlier. Please now. Wang Fu accompanied me and went to the aid first. Everyone came in batches. Please Yang Zuozhu and Grandpa command and arrange everything." He arched his hands and walked out of the mountain gate.

Wei smiled lightly and walked side by side with him. Qunhao did not say anything, and the two had already arrived outside the Shaolin Temple. The two men are so light and fast that there is no third person in this world.

The two ran for dozens of miles without stopping. Wei Yixiao didn't lag behind at first, but as time went on, it seemed that his internal strength was gradually declining. Zhang Wuji thought to himself: "The journey to Wudang Mountain is still far, and you can't run like this in the end, let alone the strong enemy in front, you still need to leave energy to fight." Wei smiled: "Let's go to the town in front to buy two mounts. , Take a break." Wei Yixiao had this intention, so it was inconvenient to exit, and said: "Master, buying and selling mounts, it takes too much time."

After a short while, seeing the oncoming five or six rider horses approaching, Wei smiled and stood up, lifted the two riders, gently placed them underground, and shouted: "Master, come on!" Zhang Wuji hesitated and stopped. Wouldn't it be the same as a robber if he wanted to block the way and rob the horse? Wei Yi smiled and exclaimed, "Those who deal with major events don't stick to the trivial, then take care of so many?" Amidst the shouts, the two riders were lifted off the horse.

The few people also know a little bit of martial arts, and they yelled and drew out their weapons and wanted to do it. Wei smiled and strangled the four horses with both hands, kicking the weapons of those people away. He only heard one shout: "It is the hero who committed the crime and robbery, and I will leave thousands of children!" Zhang Wuji wanted to entangle him, only to offend others. He jumped on his horse, and Wei Yixiao led a horse and left. . Those people yelled at them, but didn't dare to chase after them.

Zhang Wuji said: "Although we are helpless, we don't know that people are in a hurry. This is an uneasy act." Wei smiled and said: "Master, these trivial things are really good? The Mingjiao acted in the past. That would be called'unscrupulous, rampant lawlessness'!" He laughed.

Zhang Wuji thought to himself: "Ming Jiao is regarded as a heresy of evil spirits, and there is a reason for it. However, it is difficult to confirm which is right and which is evil. The Lord Yang handed down three major decrees of the holy fire and five small decrees. I must obey in the future.” I think of being a leader, but I have shallow knowledge and can’t make up my mind on many things. I just hesitate about the trivial matter of grabbing horses in front of me. Although I have a high level of martial arts, how can I resort to force for all things in the world? ? Thinking of this, my heart is at a loss, and I only hope to receive the return of my adoptive father as soon as possible, so that I can take off the burden that I can't bear, and I really don't want to bear it.

At this moment, the figure was shaking suddenly, and two men stood in the way, both holding steel rods in their hands.

Wei smiled and shouted: "Get out of the way!" The horse whip rolled away, and the horse rushed. One raised his staff to block the whip, the other whistled loudly and raised his left hand. Wei Yixiao's mount was frightened, and he stood up. At this moment, four more men in black sprang out from the bushes, looking at their body skills, they were all hard-handed. Wei Yixiao shouted: "The leader just hurry up and wait for his subordinates to entangle with the rat generation."

Zhang Wuji saw that these people intended to stop the Wudang Sect’s rescuers, with vicious intentions. It is conceivable that the Wudang Sect’s situation is extremely dangerous. He knew that Wei Yixiao’s light martial arts and martial arts were perfect, even if they were invincible. , At least it is enough to protect yourself, now a clip of both legs, urge the horse forward. Two men in black crossed the steel rods and stopped in front of the horse. Zhang Wuji leaned forward, grabbed the two steel rods with his hand, and threw them away, only to hear two screams, two black clothes The man had broken his thigh bones with steel rods, and fell to the ground. He saw that the martial arts of the four people who had entangled Wei Yixiao were not weak, but he was afraid that after he left, Wei Yixiao would strengthen the enemy even more, so he helped him take care of two.

Mount Song and Mount Wudang are in the west of Henan and the other in northern Hubei, but they are not far apart. After passing the Mashan Pass, there were plains all the way south, and the horses ran quickly, passing the Neixiang at noon. When Zhang Wuji was hungry, he bought some flour cakes at a market to fill his hunger. Suddenly he heard a sigh of grief from the horse behind him. When he turned around, he saw that a sharp knife had been inserted in the belly of the horse. Flickered at the street corner and disappeared immediately.

Zhang Wuji flew over, grabbed the man, and saw another man in black, with horse blood splattered on his front. Zhang Wuji yelled and asked: "Who are you? Which gang? Has your brigade gone to Wudang Mountain?" After asking several times, the man only closed his eyes and did not answer. Zhang Wuji didn't dare to delay too much, thinking that he would understand everything when he reached Wudang Mountain. He stretched out his hand and closed his "Dazhui Point", making him sore and suffering for three days and three nights.

He rode his horse hurriedly, rushed to the Hall of the Three Officials in one breath, and crossed the Han River to the south. When the boat reached the middle stream, looking at the surging river, I remembered that Master Tai took him and came home from Shaolin Temple for medical treatment that day, and met Chang Yuchun on the Han River and rescued Zhou Zhiruo. Her beautiful image of Lirong appeared in her mind, and the eye waves of Guangming on top of her veins could not help but be fascinated.

After passing the Hanshui River, urge the horse to continue to the south. At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the eyes were hazy. For another hour, the stars and the moon were even darker. The mount was so exhausted that he could no longer support it, and fell to his knees. He patted the horse's back and said, "Horse, horse, you rest here and go by yourself!"

At the time of the fourth shift, he suddenly heard the faint sound of horseshoes in front of him. It was obvious that there was a large crowd. He speeded up his pace and passed by the group of people. His body is fast and light, and in the dark, no one is aware of it. Looking at the direction of this group of people, they are heading towards Wudang Mountain. There are more than 20 people who do not say a word and can't find out what the origin is. But it is vaguely visible that they all carry weapons. No doubt. He retorted in his heart: "After all, I have caught up with them, and the Wudang faction should not have been attacked yet."

In less than half an hour, another group of people headed for Wudang Mountain. There were a total of five batches before and after this, with each batch ranging from more than 30 people to less than a dozen people. After seeing the fifth group of people, he suddenly became anxious: "But I don't know how many groups have gone up the mountain? Has anyone started working with someone from the school?" Although he is not a Wudang school disciple, but Because of his father's origins, he always regarded Wudang School as his own school. Thinking of this, he ran even faster.

I went up the mountain soon, but fortunately I didn't encounter any more enemies. When I was approaching the middle of the mountain, I suddenly saw someone in front rushing hurriedly, with a bald head and big sleeves. He was a monk with light work under his feet. Zhang Wuji followed from a distance, watching his movements.

The monk went all the way up the mountain, and when he was approaching the top of the mountain, he could only hear someone shouting: "Is it a friend of that way, the light descends to Wudang late at night?" After the sound, four people appeared behind the rock, two vulgarities. He was the third and fourth generation of Wudang Sect disciples.

The monk Heshi said, "The Shaolin monk is empty, and if you have an urgent matter, I want to see the real person of Wudang Zhang." Zhang Wuji was slightly startled: "It turns out that he is the senior master of the Shaolin school's'empty' character, and the abbot of Kongwen and Kongzhi. The three great monks of emptiness and emptiness are senior brothers. He went to Wudang Mountain without hesitation and came to report the news by himself."

A Taoist of Wudang Sect said: "Master came to work hard, please move and watch the tea." He said to lead the way. Kong Xiang removed the knife from his waist and handed it to another Taoist to show that he did not dare to carry the sword into the sight.

Zhang Wuji saw that the Taoist introduced the empty phase to the Sanqing Hall of the Zixiao Palace, so he squatted outside the long window. Just listen to Kongxiang’s loud voice: "Please report to Master Zhang immediately. The matter is urgent and cannot be delayed for a while!" The humanity said: "The master came by accident. Our master has been in the gate the year before, and has had more than a year so far. It’s been a long time since the sent disciples saw his old man’s kind fan.” Kong Xiang said: “If this is the case, please inform Song Daxia.” The humanity said: “Master uncle led the same family and all the uncles, and the Guipai alliance, the expedition to Mingjiao has not returned. ."

Zhang Wuji heard that "the expedition to Mingjiao has not returned", secretly surprised, it turns out that Song Yuanqiao and others also encountered obstacles on the way home.

I only heard a long sigh from Kong Xiang, and said: "In this way, the Wudang Sect is like my Shaolin Sect, and it is hard to escape this calamity today." The Taoist did not know what he meant, and said: "The affairs of our Sect are now by the spirit. Senior Brother Xuzi presided over, and Xiaodao immediately went to report and asked him to come out to see the master." Kong Xiang said: "Which disciple of Taoist Lingxu is?" The Taoist said: "Under the master Yu San." Kongxiang long eyebrows Yixuan said: "Yu Sanxia is hurt in his hands and feet, but I understand in my heart, the old monk said these words to Yu Sanxia." The humanity said: "Yes, please follow the instructions of the master." Turning inside.

The empty phase was pacing up and down the hall, looking very impatient, listening attentively from time to time, as he was worried that the enemy would attack the mountain. After a while, the man walked out quickly and bowed and said, "Uncle Yu San has a request. Master Yu San said, please forgive him for not being able to come out." At this time, the man's demeanor and behavior were more respectful than before. I think it was the Shaolin monk who heard the word "empty" by Yu Daiyan, and had told him to be more polite and considerate. Kongxiang nodded, and followed him to Yu Daiyan's bedroom.

Zhang Wuji pondered: "The third uncle's limbs are disabled, and his ears and eyes are only more sensitive. I went outside his window to eavesdrop, I'm afraid he would find out." He stopped a few feet away from Yu Daiyan's bedroom.

After about a cup of tea, the Taoist hurried out of Yu Daiyan's room and whispered: "Cool breeze, Mingyue! Come here." Two Taoists walked up to him and called out. Voice: "Uncle Master!" The Taoist said: "Prepare a soft chair, and Uncle Third Master will come out." The two Taoists agreed.

Zhang Wuji lived on Wudang Mountain for several years. The Taoist who knew the guest was a new disciple of Yu Lianzhou. He did not know each other, but he knew Qingfeng and Mingyue two Taoists. Knowing that Yu Daiyan would come out sometimes, he sat on a soft chair. Carrying and walking. Seeing Ertong walking towards the wing room with soft chairs, quietly following behind, the first second child entered the room and suddenly shouted: "Qingfeng, Mingyue, do you recognize me?" Ertong was startled, and looked vaguely when he stared at him. Familiar, but can't recognize it for a while. Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "I am Little Master Wuji, have you forgotten it?" Ertong immediately recalled the old things and was overjoyed, and exclaimed: "Ah, Little Master, you are back! Are you cured? "The three are about the same age and used to play together.

Zhang Wuji said: "Qingfeng, let me pretend to be you, go and lift the third uncle, and see if he knows." Qingfeng hesitated and said: "This... is not good!" Zhang Wuji said: "Three Uncle Master saw that I came back from illness and was overjoyed. How could I scold you before I was too happy?” Ertong Su knew that from the ancestor Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang Six Heroes were extremely fond of this young master. He recovered from his illness and returned to the mountain. It's a happy event, he wants to make a little joke to make Yu Daiyan amused in his illness, without hurting himself.

Mingyue smiled and said, "What do you say to Uncle Xiaoshi!" Qingfeng smiled and took off his robe, shoes and socks, and put on Zhang Wuji. Mingyue helped him roll up a bun. In a moment, it turned out to be a little boy.

Mingyue said: "You have to pretend to be Qingfeng. If you don’t look like it, you are said to be a new Taoist boy in Guanzhong. Qingfeng injured his leg, so you can do it for him." Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "Excellent... ····" Just listen to the man yelling and cursing outside the room: "Two little guys, what are you doing, they don’t see anyone here for a long time." Zhang Wuji and Mingyue stretched out their tongues, lifted their soft chairs, and walked towards Yu Daiyan’s room. middle.

The two helped Yu Daiyan to sit in the soft chair. Yu Daiyan looked solemn, and didn't pay attention to who was the Taoist boy who carried him, and said, "Go to the back mountain courtyard and see Grandpa Grandpa!" Mingyue replied: "Yes!" Turning around, holding the front of the soft chair, Zhang Wuji Lifted the back end. Yu Daiyan only saw Mingyue's back, let alone Zhang Wuji. The empty side accompanies the soft chair to the back mountain at the same time. Those who knew the guest didn't want Yu Daiyan to summon them, so they didn't dare to go with him.

The small courtyard where Zhang Sanfeng retreats and retreats in the depths of the bamboo forest in Houshan, with dense repairs and green shades everywhere, except for the occasional bird's words, there is no sound. Before Mingyue and Zhang Wuji brought Yu Daiyan to the courtyard, they stopped the soft chairs. Yu Daiyan was about to open a voice for seeing him, when suddenly he heard Zhang Sanfeng's old voice from the other door saying: "The Shaolin monk came to the cold house. He is too old to welcome him. Please forgive me." With a bang, the bamboo door opened. Open, Zhang Sanfeng walked out slowly. Wuxiang's face was astonished. He was surprised when he heard Zhang Sanfeng knew that it was a Shaolin monk who was visiting. But then he expected that the person who knew the guest had sent someone to report in advance. Yu Daiyan knows that Master's martial arts is getting deeper and deeper, and from the footsteps of Wuxiang, he can already tell his martial arts school and the depth of his cultivation.

Zhang Wuji's inner strength is far above the void, from the real to the virtual, regardless of his behavior, vision, footsteps, and voice, everything is hidden, and Zhang Sanfeng can't hear it. He saw that Master Tai was red, but his beard and eyebrows were white, and he was a bit older than when he broke up. He was joyful and sad in his heart, and couldn't help but tears from his eyes, and he turned his head hurriedly.

Xianxiang bowed and fit, and said: "Little monk Shaolin Kongxiang, see Zhang Zhenren, the current generation of Wu." Zhang Sanfeng returned the gift together and said: "Don't dare, the master doesn't need to be polite, please come in and talk." Five people entered together. The small courtyard. But seeing a teapot, a teacup, a futon underground, and a wooden sword hanging on the wall, nothing else. The table is underground, full of dust.

Xiangxiang said: "Zhang Zhenren, the Shaolin faction suffered a catastrophe that has not been encountered in a thousand years. The demon sect carried out a surprise attack. This faction was subordinate to the abbot Kongwen, died in the temple, or was captured by force, only a small monk. Escape desperately. Everyone from the Demon Cult Brigade is coming to Wudang. Today, the martial arts in the Central Plains are all in the hands of Zhang Zhenren." He cried loudly.

Zhang Wuji's heart was shocked. He knew that the Shaolin Sect had already suffered calamity, but he never expected that the whole faction would be wiped out.

Rao him Zhang Sanfeng’s century-old cultivation base. He suddenly heard the bad news and was shocked. He was speechless for a long time and calmed down. Then he said: "The demon cult is so rampant. The master of Shaolin Temple is like a cloud. Was the demon sect poisoned?"

Xiangxiang said: "The two brothers, Kongzhi and Kongxing, led their disciples to form an alliance with the five major factions of the Central Plains and besiege Guangmingding. The monks stay in the temple and wait for good news every day. Reports from the mountain today, The expedition was victorious and returned. The abbot Kongwen was overjoyed by the news and led the disciples of Tonghe Temple to welcome the disciples from the mountain gate. Seeing that the two disciples of Kongzhi and Kongxing led the disciples of the West Expedition, they returned to the monastery and were still holding them. Hundreds of captives. When everyone came to the compound, the abbot asked about the reason for victory. Brother Kongzhi asked if he could not. Brother Kongxing suddenly shouted:'Brother watch out, I will fall into the hands of the prisoners, all the captives are enemies. ·····'The abbot was shocked, the captives pulled out their weapons and suddenly started to take action. I sent all the people to be caught off guard. Secondly, most of the good players went west to trap the enemy, and the strength of staying at the temple was weak. The enemy has been blocked, a fierce fight, and finally ended in a complete defeat. Senior Brother Kongxing was martyred on the spot..." At this point, I couldn't cry.

Zhang Sanfeng felt sad and said: "The Demon Cult is so vicious, who can beware of this evil trick?"

Xiangxiang stretched out his hand to remove the yellow cloth baggage on his back, opened the baggage, there was a layer of oil cloth inside, and then opened the oil cloth, and a head was revealed, eyes wide open, and his face was angry. It was Shaolin III. A master of emptiness, one of the great monks. Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji both knew the face of emptiness. When they saw them, they couldn't help but yelled out at once.

Kongxiang wept and said: "The little monk sacrificed his life to grab the body of Senior Brother Kongxing. Zhang Zhenren, how do you think this great enmity will be paid?" He put the head of emptiness on the table respectfully, and fell to the ground. Bow down. Zhang Sanfeng bowed sadly and saluted.

Zhang Wuji remembered that when he was fighting against the bright top, the emptiness of the monk was generous and upright, and he was indeed worthy of being the master of Shaolin.

When Zhang Sanfeng saw that Kongxiang was lying on the ground for a long time, he cried and felt sad, so he stretched out his hands to help and said: "Brother Kongxiang, Shaolin Wudang is a family, this hatred must be revenge..." He just said The word "may" banged coldly, and empty-phase palms hit his lower abdomen together.

This sudden change happened suddenly. Although Zhang Sanfeng’s martial arts reached the highest level of what he wanted and unsatisfactory, he could have expected that this shaolin monk, who had blood feuds and reported from afar, would suddenly attack him. ? In an instant, he was so sorrowful that he was so mentally confused that he regarded himself as an enemy in the confusion, but then he knew that it was wrong. The palm strength on his lower abdomen was actually the Shaolin Sect's outer magical skill "King Kong Prajna Palm". "But Jue Kongxiang exhausted all his energy and urged him to come over with endless palm strength. He saw that his face was as white as paper, but the corners of his mouth were grinning.

Zhang Wuji, Yu Daiyan, and Mingyue were all shocked when they saw this change. Yu Daiyan was physically disabled and could not step forward to help Master. Zhang Wuji was young and knowledgeable. At this moment, he hadn't realized that Kong Xiang actually wanted to kill the master in his palm. The two only exclaimed, and they saw Zhang Sanfeng swing out his left palm, and with a soft slap, it hit the sky-like sky spirit cover. This palm was as soft as soft, it was firmer than iron, and the empty phase instantly shattered the brain, paralyzed like a pile of wet mud, and died without humming.

Yu Daiyan hurriedly said: "Master, you..." He just said a word "you", he stopped. I saw Zhang Sanfeng sitting down with his eyes closed. In a moment, a white breath came out of his head, and a few mouthfuls of blood spewed out.

Zhang Wuji was shocked, knowing that Master Tai's injury was really serious. If he vomited purple and black blood, with his profound internal skills, he would recover in three days, but what he vomited was blood and madness. Squirting out, then the internal organs have been seriously injured. Suddenly, he hesitated in his heart: "Should I immediately show my identity and save Master Tai? Or what?"

At this moment, only the sound of footsteps was heard. Someone came to the door. Hearing his rapid pace, he was very flustered, but he did not dare to enter or make a sound. Yu Daiyan said: "Is it Lingxu? What's the matter?" Lingxu said humanely: "Report to Master that the Demon Sect Brigade has arrived outside the palace to see the grandfather of the ancestor, and uttered foul language, saying that he would defeat the Wudang Sect... ··"

Yu Daiyan shouted: "Shut up!" He was afraid that Zhang Sanfeng would be distracted and agitated.

Zhang Sanfeng slowly opened his eyes and said: "The Shaolin Prajna palm is really extraordinary. It seems that you have to rest for three months, and the injury will be difficult to heal." Zhang Wuji thought: "It turns out that the injury suffered by Master Tai is better than I expected. Heavier." Just listen to Zhang Sanfeng saying again: "Mingjiao is going up the mountain in a big way. Alas, I don’t know if Yuanqiao and Lianzhou are safe? Daiyan, what do you think?"

Yu Daiyan did not answer in silence, knowing that, except for the master and himself, the martial arts of the other three or four generations of disciples on the mountain were insignificant. The enemy was perfunctory, let the master avoid the ground to heal his wounds, and then get revenge in the future, and said loudly: "Ling Xu, you go and tell those people, I will come out to meet and let them wait in the Sanqing Palace." Lingxu agreed. went.

Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan have been together for a long time with their masters and apprentices, and they have the same mind. Hearing what he said, knowing the meaning, said: "Daiyan, life and death, no care, but the Wudang school's unique knowledge cannot be interrupted. I sit here. Guan Shizheng, in a set of Taijiquan and Taiji sword, finally connected back and forth, in one go, it will be passed to you at this moment."

Yu Daiyan was in a daze, thinking that he had been disabled for a long time, so what kind of boxing and swordsmanship could he learn? What's more, at this time the powerful enemy has already entered the view, how can I have spare time to teach martial arts, and only shouted: "Master!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly, and said: "Since I started Wudang faction, my heroes have done much benevolence and righteousness. In terms of large numbers, I shouldn’t stop there. My set of Tai Chi and Tai Chi swords The way of martial arts is totally different. It pays attention to static braking and post-production control. Your master is over a hundred years old, even if you don't encounter strong enemies, you can have a few years to live well? Those who like it can create this martial arts in the twilight years. Yuanqiao, Lianzhou, Songxi, Liting, and Shenggu are not around. Among the third and fourth generations of disciples, there are no outstanding talents except Qingshu, let alone he is not on the mountain. Daiyan, you bear my life. The important task of great art. What is the way for Wudang School’s daily honor and disgrace? As long as this set of Taijiquan can be passed on to future generations, my Wudang School's name will be able to survive through the ages. He didn't pay attention to the powerful enemy in the pressure environment.

Yu Daiyan Weiwei agreed, and he has understood that the master must bear the humiliation and inherit the stunts of the school as the first priority.

Zhang Sanfeng stood up slowly, with his hands drooping, the backs of the hands facing outwards, the fingers slightly soothed, the feet parallel to each other, and then the arms were slowly raised to the front of the chest, the left arm was half-circle, the palm of the hand and the face were facing each other, right Turning the palm over Chengyang palm, he said: "This is the starting hand style of Taijiquan." The performance was followed one by one, and the names of the moves were called: bird's tail, single whip, handle, Baiheliang Wing, hug knees and stance, swing the pipa with one hand, move the hammer in progress, close as if closed, cross hands, hug the tiger and return to the mountain...

Zhang Wuji watched intently. In the beginning, Master Daotai deliberately performed the posture very slowly so that Yu Daiyan could see clearly, but when he saw the seventh trick "hand waving the pipa", he saw his left palm. , Right palm Yin, staring at the left arm, his palms slowly closed, it was as dignified as a mountain, but as light as a feather. Zhang Wuji suddenly realized: "This is an excellent martial arts that is slow and fast, with static braking. I never thought that there would be such a clever martial arts in the world." His martial arts are already extremely high. Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's hands turn round, every move contains Tai Chi-style yin and yang changes, subtle and subtle, and actually opened up a new world that has never been seen in martial arts.

About the time of a meal, Zhang Sanfeng sent to go up to step high to explore the horse, step up to the tail of the bird, single whip to combine Tai Chi, standing calmly and calmly standing there, although after a serious injury, a set of boxing techniques was completed, the spirit See Jianwang. He hugged a Tai Chi circle in both hands and said: "The trick of this set of boxing is'virtual strength, chest and back, loose waist and hips, sink shoulders and elbows' 16 words, purely with intention. Do not use force the most. The unity of form and spirit is the gist of this method." Explain in detail again.

Yu Daiyan listened without saying a word, knowing the urgency of the time, and no time to ask questions. Although there are so many things that I don’t understand, I only remember it hard. If the master is unpredictable, these mantras are always passed on by myself. After going on, it will be up to the wise and wise to investigate the essence of it in the future. Zhang Wuji has a lot to appreciate. Every dictum and every move of Zhang Sanfeng made him feel like he had first heard of the great way and was overjoyed.

Zhang Sanfeng saw that Yu Daiyan's face was confused, and asked: "How much do you know?" Yu Daiyan said: "Disciple Yulu, only knows 30-40%, but he has memorized the moves and formulas." Zhang Sanfeng said: " That's hard for you. If Lianzhou is here, I should be able to understand 50%. Alas, your fifth junior has the highest understanding. I believe that he can understand 60% to 70% in a hurry. Unfortunately, he died early, if I had three years of hard work. , Give him a good point, you can pass my stunt." Zhang Wuji couldn't help but feel sore when he heard him mention his father.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "The strength of this fist is mainly like loose but not loose, and will not show, and the strength will continue..." As he was about to explain it down, I could only hear it coming from the front of the Sanqing Palace. An old and long voice: "Zhang Sanfeng can't shrink his head, let's kill his disciples and grandchildren first." Another rude voice said: "Okay! First burn this Taoist temple before speaking." There was another sharp one. The voice said: "Burning the old man to death, that would make him cheaper. We captured him and tied him to various sects to parade in public, so that everyone can see how old the martial arts master looks like he is not dead."

The small courtyard in the back mountain and the front hall are more than two miles away, but the voices of these people are clearly heard, which shows that the enemy is deliberately showing off their skills, and their skills are indeed extraordinary.

When Yu Daiyan heard these insults to Master, his heart was furious, and fire burst out in his eyes. Zhang Sanfeng said: "Daiyan, how did I forget your words in a blink of an eye? Can't bear the humiliation, how can you bear the weight?" Yu Daiyan said: "Yes, I would like to follow the instructions of the master." Zhang Sanfeng said: "You are physically disabled, the enemy is not I'll be on your guard, and don't be impatient. If the fine art I painstakingly created cannot be passed down to later generations, then you are a sinner of my Wudang school." Yu Daiyan only heard a cold sweat all over his body, knowing what the master said. Intentionally, no matter how the enemy insults and bullies his master and apprentice, in short, he must survive and endure the humiliation.

Zhang Sanfeng took out a pair of iron-cast little arhats from his side and handed them to Yu Daiyan: "This empty face said that the Shaolin Sect has been destroyed, and I don't know if it is true or not. This person is a master of the Shaolin Sect, and even he surrendered. Enemy, come here to plot against me, so the Shaolin faction is bound to suffer a catastrophe. This pair of iron arhats was gifted to me by Guo Xiangguo's female hero a hundred years ago. You will return it to the descendants of Shaolin in the future. I hope that from this pair of iron arhats, Let's pass on a fine art of the Shaolin School!" With a wave of his big sleeves, he walked out the door.

Yu Daiyan said: "Bring me and follow Master." Mingyue and Zhang Wuji lifted up the soft chairs and followed Zhang Sanfeng.

The four people came to the Sanqing Temple, and saw that they were sitting or standing in the temple. The black people were all heads, and there were always three to four hundred people.

Zhang Sanfeng stood in the middle and made a question as a gift, but did not speak. Yu Daiyan said loudly: "This is my master Zhang Zhenren. Come to Wudang Mountain, what do you think?"

Zhang Sanfeng's name is Megatron Wulin, and everyone's eyes are concentrated on him for a while, but he is seen wearing a dirty gray preaching gown, with a beard and eyebrows like silver, and his body is very tall. Besides, he has no special feelings.

When Zhang Wuji looked at this man, he saw that half of them were dressed in the clothes of the Mingjiao congregation. The dozen or so people in the lead were wearing their own clothes. Hundreds of high and low monks and laymen crowded in the temple, and it was difficult to look at each person's face for a while.

At this moment, someone outside the door suddenly heard a call: "The leader is here!" Everyone in the temple was silent at once, and more than a dozen people headed out to greet the temple first, and the rest followed quickly out of the temple. In an instant, hundreds of people in the hall walked away cleanly.

Only heard the footsteps of more than a dozen people coming from far and near, and stopped outside the hall. Zhang Wuji looked through the door of the hall, and was startled. He saw eight big men carrying a big yellow satin sedan chair, and seven or eight people guarding the front and back. They stopped at the door. The eight sedan chairmen were all green The "sacred arrows and eight heroes" of Liushanzhuang.

Zhang Wuji moved his heart, smeared his hands with dust on the ground, and then scribbled on his face indiscriminately. Mingyue only said that when he saw the enemy coming, he was terribly frightened. The two Xiaodaotong suddenly became like a stove king Bodhisattva, and they could no longer see their true colors.

The door of the sedan lifted up, and a young boy walked out of the sedan. He was dressed in a white robe with a blood-red flame embroidered on it. He gently shook the folding fan. It was Zhao Min who was disguised as a man. Zhang Wuji said heartily: "It turns out that she was doing all the tricks, so it's no wonder that the Shaolin School was a complete failure."

I saw her walking into the hall, and more than a dozen people followed. A burly man took a step, bowed and said, "Qizi, this is the old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang school, and that disabled man must be his third disciple, Yu Daiyan."

Zhao Min nodded, took a few steps forward, closed the folding fan, and reached the ground to Zhang Sanfeng, saying: "Late born in charge of Mingjiao Zhang Wuji, today I can see Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, how lucky it is!"

Zhang Wuji was furious and cursed in his heart: "You thief girl pretending to be the leader of Mingjiao, that's all, you actually used my name to deceive my master."

When Zhang Sanfeng heard the three words "Zhang Wuji", he was very surprised: "How come the demon leader is such a young and beautiful girl with the same name as my Wuji boy?" He Shi returned the gift and said, "I don't know the leader. Come here, I'm not welcome, and please forgive me!" Zhao Min said: "Good talk, good talk!"

The Taoist scholars led the fire workers and offered tea. Zhao Min sat in the chair alone, and everyone under her stood behind them with their hands down, not daring to come within five feet of her, as if they were afraid of being disrespectful and blaspheming her.

Zhang Sanfeng’s hundred years of cultivation base, humility and retreat, has long been conscious of everything, but his master and apprenticeship is deep, and he is very concerned about the life and death of Song Yuanqiao and others, saying: "A few old disciples don’t At my own discretion, I went to your teacher to ask for advice, but I haven’t returned so far. I don’t know where they are. I also ask Master Zhang to make it clear."

Zhao Min chuckled and said: "Song Daxia, Yu Erxia, Zhang Sixia, and Mo Qixia are now in the hands of this teacher. Everyone has suffered a little injury, but their lives are harmless." Zhang Sanfeng said: " Suffered a little injury? No more! Most of it was poisoned." Zhao Min smiled and said, "Zhang Zhenren is really arrogant about Wudang's unique knowledge. You say that they are poisoned, even if it is poisoned." Zhang Sanfeng Knowing that a few disciples are all first-class players in the world, even if they are outnumbered, there are always a few people who can get away and return. If they are caught in one go, they must be poisoned by the enemy without a trace and unavoidable. When Zhao Min saw that he had guessed correctly, he admitted frankly.

Zhang Sanfeng asked again: "Where is my boy named Yin?" Zhao Min sighed: "Yin Liuxia was caught in the ambush of the Shaolin Sect, just like this Yu Sanxia, ​​his limbs were broken by the strong King Kong finger. Death is impossible, you have to die. You can't move, but you can't move!" Zhang Sanfengjian looked and discerned, knowing that she was not guilty of what she said. His heart ached, and he wowed, spouting a mouthful of blood.

The people behind Zhao Min looked at each other and looked happy, knowing that the person sent by his side had succeeded in the sneak attack. This Wudang expert had been seriously injured. The only one they feared was Zhang Sanfeng, and now they have nothing to fear.

Zhao Min said: "There is a good word to persuade me in my late birth, I wonder if Zhang Zhenren would listen?" Zhang Sanfeng said: "Please tell me." Zhao Min said: "Under the whole world, is it the land of the king, the shore of the land, is it the king? Minister. My Mongolian emperor Weijia is everywhere. If Zhang Zhenren is able to do well, the emperor will award special awards, and the Wudang school will be a great honor, just like my Taizu emperor honored the Quanzhen Sect Changchun. . And Song Daxia and others are innocent, let alone a problem."

Zhang Sanfeng looked up at the roof beams, and said coldly: "Although Mingjiao has done many unrighteous and nonsense, but has always been against the Mongols. When did it come to the court? The old way is lonely and ignorant."

Zhao Min said: "Abandon the dark and turn to the bright, and those who know the current affairs from time to time are outstanding. The Shaolin Sect, from the empty-wen and the empty-wise monks, all contribute to the court. The sect can only see the general trend and follow the world's wise men. How wonderful is it?"

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes are like electricity, looking directly at Zhao Min, and said: "The Yuan people are brutal and harmful to the common people. Today, Fang joins the group to expel the Hulu and return me to the rivers and mountains. All my descendants of the Yellow Emperor exist. This is the general trend of driving out the heart of the Tartar. Although the old way is a person outside the party, he also knows the righteousness. Kongwen and Kongzhi are the gods and monks of the world. How can you be succumbed to the power? Why is your girl speaking so upside down ?"

A big man suddenly flashed behind Zhao Min, shouting loudly: "Wu, the old way, you don't know the importance of words! Wudang faction was wiped out in a blink of an eye. Your old way is not afraid of death, don't all of the more than one hundred Taoist disciples on this mountain fear death? "This man is full of energy in his speech, tall and powerful, and his appearance is extremely powerful.

Zhang Sanfeng chanted in a long voice: "No one in life has died since ancient times, and keep his heart and soul!" These are two lines of poems by Wen Tianxiang. This heroic prime minister was extremely admired, and later often lamented that the martial arts failed at that time, otherwise he would have to die to save him in trouble. At this moment, facing the critical moment of life and death, he naturally chanted. He paused, and then said: "The prime minister can't help but be stubborn, but I beg my loyalty, no matter how he writes his history books in the future!" Looking at Yu Daiyan, he said in his heart: "I look forward to this set of Tai Chi. The fist can be passed down to later generations. Isn’t it the same as Prime Minister Wen, and the name behind the whole body? In fact, the teaching is worthy of the world, why bother whether he can pass the Tai Chi sword and whether the Wudang Sect can survive!"

Zhao Min's white jade-like left hand lightly waved, and the big man bowed back. She smiled slightly and said: "Zhang Zhenren is so stubborn, so don't talk about it for the time being. Please come with me!" As she stood up, the four figures behind her swayed, and Zhang Sanfeng was surrounded in groups. One of these four is the burly man, the other is a quail-clothed man, the other is a lean monk, and the other is a bearded and blue-eyed man from the Western Regions.

Zhang Wuji saw that these four people were dignified or elegant, and all of them were extraordinary, and he was shocked: "How can there be such a master under this Zhao girl?" Seeing that if the master did not go, the four would have to take action. Zhang Wuji thought: "There are so many enemy masters. This group of people are all treacherous, shameless and disrespectful people. They are not comparable to the six major factions that besie Guangmingding. It is really hard for me to protect Taifu and Third Master. Even defeated. After a few of them, they will never admit defeat and will inevitably rush to it. The matter is over, and they can only do their best to catch Miss Zhao and intimidate each other."

He was about to come forward and stop the four of them. He suddenly heard a long laugh from the **** of the door, and a blue figure flashed into the hall. This person's body is like a ghost like a charm, like a wind like electricity, and suddenly deceived. Behind the burly man, he waved his palm to shoot out. The big man didn't even turn around, still palmed his backhand, intending to fight hard with him. The man didn't wait to be attacked, and his left hand had already photographed the shoulder of the Huren from the Western Regions. The **** dodged and kicked him in the lower abdomen. The man had already attacked the thin monk, followed by leaning back, and patted the man in the tattered clothes with his left palm. In an instant, he hit four masters with four consecutive palms. Although he missed every palm, his technique was extremely quick. Knowing that they had encountered a strong enemy, the four of them leaped a few steps away, concentrating on the battle.

The man in Tsing Yi ignored the enemy, bowed to Zhang Sanfeng, and said, "Wei Yixiao, the junior under the seat of Master Zhang Jiao of Mingjiao, see Zhang Zhenren!" This person is Wei Yixiao. He got rid of the entanglement of the enemy on the way, and rushed to it.

Zhang Sanfeng heard him claiming to be "under the seat of the Master Zhang of Mingjiao", and said that he was also a party of Zhao Min, reaching out to repel the four people, and most of them had other conspiracies, and said coldly: "Mr. Wei does not need to be polite. The winged bat king is so light-hearted that it is rare in the world. When I see it today, it really deserves its reputation."

Wei smiled and was overjoyed. He was young in the Central Plains and has always been not well known. How did Zhang Sanfeng know that he was light-hearted, and bowed and said: "Zhang Zhenren’s martial arts and the Big Dipper’s hope, the juniors are praised by real people, really honored Yu Huagun, overjoyed." He turned around and pointed at Zhao Min and said, "Miss Zhao, you sneaky pretending to be Mingjiao and corrupting the reputation of this teaching. What is your intention? You are a man, why are you so sinister and sinister?"

Zhao Minge smiled and said: "I'm not a man, I am sinister and vicious, so what about you?"

Wei Yixiao made a mistake in the first sentence, and she was speechless to refute her, and said in a daze, "You attack Shaolin first, and then disturb Wudang. What is the origin? If you have a relationship with Shaolin and Wudang Resent and grudges, Mingjiao shouldn't be nosy, but you pretend to be my Mingjiao, and Joe pretends to be a member of the sect, I can’t ignore Wei Yixiao!"

Zhang Sanfeng originally didn't believe that Mingjiao, who had been the imperial enemy for hundreds of years, would surrender to Mongolia. Hearing Wei Yixiao's words, he understood: "It turns out that this woman is a fake. Although the demonic cult is not well-known, he encountered this. Major events, after all, are unambiguous."

Zhao Min said to the burly man: "Listen to him blowing such an atmosphere! Go and see what he has learned."

The big man bowed and said: "Yes!" He took the luan belt around his waist, walked steadily to the middle of the hall, and said: "King Wei Bat, let me teach you your cold palm kung fu!" Wei couldn't help but smile. Surprised: "How does this person know my cold palm? He knows that I have this skill, but he still challenged him, but he can't underestimate the enemy." He slapped his palms and said, "Ask your Excellency Waner?" The humanity said: "We Even if I pretend to be Mingjiao, can I still use my real name? The Bat King is too stupid to ask." The dozens of people behind Zhao Min laughed together.

Wei Yi smiled coldly and said: "Yes, I am stupid to ask. Your Excellency is willing to be a court eagle dog and a foreign slave. It is better not to say his name, and he will not insult the ancestor." The big man's face was flushed. , The anger rose, and with a palm, he patted Wei Yixiao on the chest. It turned out that the middle palace went straight ahead and took the key.

Wei Yixiao moved in a staggered footstep and had already avoided it. His figure was flashing, and he pointed his finger at his vest. He didn't get out of the cold palm first, he wanted to explore the depth of this man. The big man swung his left arm back, defending and attacking. After a few tricks, the big man's palms became faster and stronger. Although Wei Yixiao’s internal injury was cured by Zhang Wuji, he no longer needed to drink warm blood to suppress the insidious poison in his body as he had done for a long time. I didn't dare to neglect in the slightest. The two of them gradually slowed down and gradually reached a situation where they could compare their internal strengths.

With a sudden call, a black giant was thrown into the door and slammed into the big man. This mass is bigger than a big bag of rice. It is really strange that the world has such huge hidden weapons. The big man slapped his left palm with great luck, and knocked out the mass of things. At the place of his hand, he felt soft and didn't know what it was. But when I heard a scream of "Ah", it turned out that someone was hiding in the bag. This person was hit by the powerful hand of that big man. Is there any reason to break the bones?

The big man was stunned and at a loss what to do. Wei smiled silently and deceived behind him, and patted a "cold palm" on his vest "Dazhui Point". The big man was frightened and furious, turned around abruptly, and strenuously slapped Wei Yixiao's head and shot it down.

Wei smiled and laughed, but he couldn't avoid it. Halfway through the palm of the big man, his arm was sore and weak. Although the palm hit the opponent's sky spirit cover, there was a little bit of strength there, but it was like a light stroke. Wei Yixiao knew that as soon as the palm of the cold ice was on, the opponent stood up and unloaded, but the masters dared to let a powerful opponent hit the forehead. The courage was unheard of, and the audience was amazed. If the big man had the technique of resisting the cold and the palms, and his strength was not gone for a while, wouldn't his brain burst with his palm on the top of his head? Wei Yixiao acted strangely throughout his life, and the more others were afraid to do, reluctant to do, and disdain, the more happily he did. He took advantage of the distraction of the big man to make a sneak attack. He was a bit unpretentious, but then he took the palm of the opponent with his forehead, but he went over the fire with arrogance.

The man in the tattered clothes tore the cloth bag and pulled out a man, only to see that his face was blood-red, he was killed by the blow of the big man. This person was dressed in black, and it was their group, who did not know how, but they were thrown in a cloth bag. The man was furious and shouted: "Who is sneaky..." Before he could finish his words, a white bag was already covered. He lifted his breath and leaped, avoiding this mask, and saw a fat monk standing in front of him grinning, it was the Budai monk who couldn't say anything.

After Zhang Wuji broke the unspeakable air bag on the top of Guangming, he had no weapon in hand, so he had to make a few cloth bags indiscriminately. After all, it was not as powerful as the unbreakable Qiankun bag. Although he was not as light as Wei's smile, his attainments were also extremely high, and he was not obstructed in the middle, so he rushed to the front and back feet.

If you can't, you can bow and bow to Zhang Sanfeng, saying: "Under the seat of Mingjiao Zhang Jiao, the Budai Budai monk can say no, see Wudang Master Zhang Zhenren." Zhang Sanfeng also said: "Master has worked hard from afar." Under the seat of the leader of our religion, the envoy of light, the white-browed eagle king, as well as the scattered people, the five banners, and all walks of life have all gone to Wudang. Zhang Zhen, you stand by and watch the Ming sect, and this group of shameless imposters Higher and lower."

His remarks were only a bluff, and a large number of Mingjiao people did not arrive so quickly. But Zhao Min frowned when he heard it, thinking: "They came so fast, who leaked the secrets?" I couldn't help asking: "Where is your Master Zhang? Ask him to come and see me." Said that, Xiang Wei smiled and glanced at it, with a doubtful look in his eyes, which clearly asked him where the leader has been.

Wei smiled and laughed, and said, "Are you not pretending anymore?" But he was thinking in his heart: "The leader must have arrived, but I don't know where he is at this moment." Zhang Wuji has been hidden behind the bright moon, knowing Wei smiled and said that he hadn't recognized himself yet, and he was very pleased to see these two capable helpers.

Zhao Min sneered: "A poisonous bat and a smelly monk, what kind of climate does it become?"

After a word was over, a person on the east corner of the room suddenly asked with a long smile: "I can't say Master, has Yang Zuo made it?" This person's voice was loud, vigorous and heroic, and it was the white-browed eagle King Yintian who had arrived. Saying that he hadn't answered yet, Yang Xiao's laughter sounded from the west corner of the house. He just listened to him with a smile: "Eagle King, after all, you are always strong, and you got one step ahead." Yin Tianzheng smiled: "You don't have to be polite, Yang Zuoshi, we two arrived at the same time, we still can't tell the difference. I'm afraid you still see. For Master Zhang, he gave me three points." Yang Xiao said: "Do your part! I have tried my best, but I still can't get the Eagle King one step faster."

The two of them competed on the way. They had strong feet in the competition. Yin Tianzheng had a deep internal force. Yang Xiao walked briskly, and they started side by side, reaching with their heads flat. In the long laughter, the two fell from the corner of the room.

Zhang Sanfeng has long heard of Yin Tianzheng’s name, not to mention that he is Zhang Cuishan’s father-in-law. Yang Xiao is also a man of great background in the rivers and lakes. Dajia." But he was quite puzzled: "Yin Tianzheng is clearly the leader of Tianying Sect, so what did he say,'Look for the leader of Zhang's?"

Yin and Yang bowed and saluted. Yin Tianzheng said: "Long admiration for Zhang Zhenren's name, no chance to see him, today I saw Zhiyan, Sansheng is fortunate." Zhang Sanfeng said: "Both of them are masters of the first generation, coming together, Xun is a grand event."

Zhao Min became more and more angry. Seeing that there were more and more masters of Mingjiao, Zhang Wuji hadn't appeared yet, but I was afraid that he could not say anything. He was indeed planning secretly. What powerful battles should be set up, and he should arrange it properly. It seems that Tie’s strategy has been difficult to succeed today, but it was so easy to beat Zhang Sanfeng seriously. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and there will never be a second time. If you don’t take this opportunity to clean up the Wudang faction today, you will be treated for him in the future. , Then it’s extremely tricky. A pair of dark and round eyes rolled twice, and sneered: “The rumors of the rivers and lakes that Wudang is an upright martial sect. With the support of the Demon Sect, the martial arts in this school is not worth it."

Unspeakable: "Miss Zhao, you are a woman's opinion, a child's knowledge. When Zhang Zhenren was in the martial arts, I am afraid that your grandfather has not yet been born, what do children know?"

More than a dozen people behind Zhao Min stepped forward and glared at him. He couldn't be arrogant, and smiled: "Don't you say I can't speak this sentence? My name is'Don't speak', but I have always spoken and spoken well. Forgive you for nothing I can't do." Zhao Min's thin monk said angrily. "Master, wait for the subordinates to cook this talkative monk!" He couldn't say: "Wonderful! You are a wild monk, and I am also a wild monk. Let's compete, please Wudang Grandmaster Zhang Zhenren for advice. It’s better than ten years of hard training.” He waved his hands and shook a cloth bag out of his arms. Others saw him take one cloth bag after another, and he couldn't get enough. I don't know how many cloth bags he still has under his monk's robe.

Zhao Min shook his head slightly, and said: "Today we are here to ask Wudang's unique knowledge. No matter which one of Wudang faction ends, we are happy to accompany him. In the end, Wudang faction has true talents and real knowledge, or is it a fame? But the world knows everything. As for the Mingjiao and our holidays, it’s not too late to settle accounts. Zhang Wuji’s little devil is treacherous and cunning. I don’t get his tendons or skin him. It’s hard to get rid of my hatred, but I’m not too busy. For a while."

When Zhang Sanfeng heard the six words "Zhang Wuji that little ghost", he was surprised: "Is the leader of Mingjiao really called Zhang Wuji? Why is it a ‘little ghost’ again?"

I can’t say with a grin: "My teacher Zhang, the young hero, I’m afraid your girl Zhao is a few years younger than our teacher Zhang. Girl Zhao has a beautiful face, it’s better to marry our teacher, my monk seems to be a match... ····" Before he finished his words, everyone behind Zhao Min burst into thunderous shouts: "Nonsense!" "Shut up!" "The wild monk shit!"

Zhao Min has flushed cheeks, a charming face, only three points of anger in his expression, but seven points of shyness, a big boss who screams at the group, suddenly turned into a coy girl . But this expression was only a momentary matter. She focused a little, her face was covered with a layer of frost, and said to Zhang Sanfeng: "Zhang Zhenren, if you are not willing to show your hand, then leave a word and just say it. The Wudang faction deceived the world and robbed the name, so we all clapped our hands and left. Then let the boys like Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou return to you, what's the matter?"

At this time, Taoist Zhang Zhong and King Yin Ye arrived one after another. Soon Zhou Dian and Peng Yingyu also arrived on the mountain. Mingjiao added four more masters.

Zhao Min assessed the situation, and the two sides may not be able to win the battle in a decisive battle. What worries most is what Zhang Wuji is doing in secret. She glanced over the faces of the Mingjiao people, thinking: "Zhang Sanfeng became the confidant of the court because of his too prestige, and he was regarded as Taishan Beidou by the martial arts scholars. He was an enemy of the imperial court, and the warriors of the Central Plains were also both. He refuses to be attached. In fact, how long can he survive in his declining years? There is no need to take his life today. As long as he is shameful and the Wudang faction is degraded, this trip is complete." said coldly. "We visited Wudang, just to learn the truth about Zhang Zhenren’s martial arts. If we want to destroy Mingjiao, don’t we know the path of Guangmingding? Why do we compete in Wudang Mountain? Could it be that you are the only one in the world who can judge Zhang Zhenren’s martial arts? Win or lose? That's it. I have three family members here, one who has practiced the swordsmanship of killing pigs and dogs for a few days, one who can gain a little bit of internal skills, and the other who has learned a few tricks of three-legged cats. Second, Ah San, stand up, Zhang Zhenren only has to dismiss my three useless family members. We admire the Wudang faction’s martial arts is indeed worthy of the name. Otherwise, there is fairness in the world, and I don't need to say more." He said and patted his hands.

Three people walked out slowly behind her.

Na Ada is a lean and dry old man, holding a long sword in both hands, and it is the sword that leans against the sky. This man is long and thin, wrinkled, and frowning. It seems that he had just beaten someone badly, or else his wife and children had died. Others would almost cry for him as long as they looked at the expression on his face. Na Ah Er was equally skinny, slightly shorter, with a greasy heart on the top of his head, barely half of his hair left, his temples sunken in on both sides, half an inch deep. Na Ah San is strong, strong and powerful. On his face, hands, and neck, wherever the muscles can be seen, everything is knotted. It seems that the whole body is full of energy, swelling to explode, he left. There is a mole on the cheek, and a bunch of long hair grows on the mole. Zhang Sanfeng, Yin Tianzheng, Yang Xiao and others were shocked when they saw the situation of these three people.

Zhou Dian said: "Miss Zhao, these three are all top martial arts masters. I can't beat one of them, Zhou Dian, how can I disguise myself as a family member and come to joke with Zhang Zhenren?" Zhao Min said: "They are the best players in the martial arts? I don't know. What are their names?" Zhou Dian was speechless, and then he said haha, "This is the frowning **** of'One sword shakes the world', this He is the bald king of the "Pill Qi Bafang". As for this one, no one in the world knows, that is not known, hehe, it is the... Person."

When Zhao Min listened to his nonsense, he couldn't help but chuckled, and said: "The three families in my family who cook rice, tea, wipe the table and sweep the floor, what are the gods, the kings, and the venerable? Zhang Zhenren, you should talk to my family first. The Asam Bibi is fistful."

Na Asan took a step, clasped his fist and said, "Mr. Zhang, please!" With a kick on his left foot, there was a click, breaking three bricks underground. It is not surprising that the blue bricks at his feet smashed to pieces, but the two adjacent square bricks also shattered the strength of this foot.

Yang Xiao and Wei looked at each other with a smile, and said in their hearts: "Good fellow!"

Ada and Aer slowly backed away, lowered their heads, and did not look at everyone. After entering the hall, these three people have been following Zhao Min, always bowed their eyes and looked awkward. No one paid any attention. Unexpectedly, they just stood forward like this and stopped at Yue Zhi, like a master craftsman, but When he returned, he was flinching and cooperating with servants.

The Lingxu Taoist of Wudang Sect has been worrying about Master Tai's injury, and couldn't help but say loudly: "My Master Tai was injured just now and he was vomiting blood. Didn't you see it? What are you doing... ····” At this point, there was a crying sound in his voice.

Yin Tian thought to himself: "It turns out that Zhang Zhenren was hurt by vomiting blood, but I don't know why he was hurt. Even if he is not hurt, how can he compete with these people at such an age? Look at this man's martial arts, it's pure Just go all the way, and let me pick him up." Said loudly: "What a status Zhang Zhenren, how can he be able to fight against the low-ranking people? Isn't this a big joke? Let alone Zhang Zhenren, even if my surname is Yin, Humph, forgive these minions for not being worthy of my punches and kicks." He knew that Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San were definitely not mediocre, but he wanted to make them very unbearable so as to take the matter to himself.

Zhao Min said: "San, what have you done recently? Tell them about it, and see if you are worthy to engage with Wudang masters." In her words, she always clasped "Wudang" tightly. Two words.

Na Asandao: "The villain hasn't done anything lately, but on the Northwest Road, he had fought against a monk named Kong Xing of the Shaolin Sect, and broke his dragon's claw hand with the force of the finger. He immediately cut his head."

As soon as this statement came out, the hall was sensationalized. The emptiness **** monk used the Dragon Claw Hand and Zhang Wuji to attack on the top of the light, and once had the upper hand. Everyone in the Ming sect masters witnessed it. As he killed the Shaolin monk, he was enough to compete with Zhang Sanfeng.

Yin Tianzheng said loudly: "Okay! You killed even the emptiness monk of the Shaolin school. It is a pleasure to let the surname Yin come to fight." He took two steps and pulled both hands. He opened the shelf, his white eyebrows were erected, and his majesty was majestic.

A Sandao: "The White-browed Eagle King, you are the outsider of the evil demon, and I am the outsider of the evil demon. Let us vent our nostrils, and we will not beat our own people. If you want to fight, we will choose another day to compare. Today The master is destined, so he will only ask the villain to try Wudang Kungfu. The Wudang faction only has to admit defeat, is it really killing you?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, thinking that although he was seriously injured, if he used the superior martial arts method of "using the virtual to protect the real" in the new creation of Taijiquan, he might not lose to him. Those who were difficult to deal with would defeat Ah San. After that, Ah Er had to go forward to compete with his internal strength, but this was not a trick, but his eyebrows burned, and now, he had to dismiss the Ah three and say it again. Slowly walked to the heart of the temple, and said righteously to Yin Tian: "Brother Yin is good, poor Dao heart leads. Poor Dao has created a set of martial arts in recent years, called'Tai Chi', which is quite different from general martial arts. The donor must prove the Wudang School Kungfu, brother Yin defeated him, and forgive him for his unwillingness. Peng Dao used Tai Chi's tricks to split his hands with him, just to take the opportunity to take the opportunity to put the efforts of the Peng Dao for many years on everyone’s side. Home."

Yin Tianzheng was happy and worried when he heard it. He was quite confident about this set of "Tai Chi" in his words. What kind of person Zhang Sanfeng is. He is confident of saying this. Otherwise, how can he fall into his prestige? However, he was just a man who was severely injured and vomiting blood. He was afraid that although his boxing skills were good, his internal strength would not be able to support it. It was inconvenient to speak more at the moment, so he had to hold his fist and say: "The younger generation respectfully observes Zhang Zhenren's magical skills."

A San saw that Zhang Sanfeng went off the court unexpectedly, and his heart fell three-pointed. He changed his mind and thought: "Today I will fight with this old way to lose both. That is also a grand feat that sensationalizes the martial arts." Staring at Zhang Sanfeng's face, the inner breath secretly turned, the bones all over his body crackled, and there was a slight explosion. Everyone was stunned again, knowing that this is the best martial arts of Buddhism.

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked when he saw his look like this: "This person has a lot of origin! I don't know if I can deal with this Taijiquan?" Slowly raised his hands, letting Na Asan move in.

Suddenly, Yu Daiyan walked out from behind a shaggy little road boy and said: "Master, this benefactor has seen my Wudang school boxing skills, so why bother to work with Master Tai? Wait for the disciple to show him a few tricks, that is, Up."

The little road boy with a dusty face is Zhang Wuji. Not long after Yin Tianzheng, Yang Xiao and others broke up with him, although all his clothes had changed at the moment, he immediately recognized it when he heard the voice. The Mingjiao group was overjoyed to see that the leader was already here.

How could Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan guess? Zhang Sanfeng couldn't see his face for a while, and when he saw his clothes, he only said that the breeze said: "This donor possesses the outer magical powers of the Shaolin School of King Kong Volunteering. I think he is a master of the Western Region Shaolin team. Your child. It's a child's play to beat him up in one stroke."

Zhang Wuji held the corner of Zhang Sanfeng's clothes with his left hand, and gently shook his left hand with his right hand, saying: "Master Tai, you have never used the Tai Chi method you taught me, and I don't know if I can learn it. It is rare that this donor is A master from outside the family, let the disciples try the method of overcoming strength with softness and overcoming the futility, isn't that great?" While speaking, a very strong and soft Nine Suns magical power was passed from the palm of his hand to Zhang Sanfeng's body. past.

In an instant, Zhang Sanfeng felt that the strength coming from his palm was extremely powerful. Although he had practiced for decades and had a lot of effort, his strength was not as pure and mellow as his own internal strength, but he was sullen and drunk. Continuously, its potential is endless and endless. Shocked, he fixed his eyes on Zhang Wuji's face, and saw that there was no brilliance in his eyes, but there was a faint sense of warmth and sparkle, and it seemed that his internal strength had reached its peak. The people he encountered in his life were only the master Only a few people, such as the master, hero Guo Jing, and Shendiao Xia Yang Guo, have this kind of cultivation. Suddenly, countless doubts were turned in my heart, but the inner strength of this young man was so strong that he was obviously helping himself to heal his wounds. He had no intentions, but he could be determined, so he smiled and said: "I am faint and faint, what can I do? Good kung fu teaches you? You have to learn the great foreign kung fu of this donor, that is also good, you must be careful." He only said that this little boy is a master young man who came to help, so his words are extremely modest. Be polite.

Zhang Wuji said: "Master, you treat your child as a mountain, and the child will be broken to pieces. It is not enough to repay the great kindness of Master Tai and other teachers and uncles. Although my Wudang school dare not say that the world is invincible, but He will never lose to the Western Regions Shaolin's hands. Master Tai, please rest assured." He said these few words very sincerely, a few words of "Tai Master" are purely natural, and he decided not to do it. Even Zhang Sanfeng was very surprised: "Could it be that he He is actually a disciple of my own school, secretly concentrating on his cultivation, just like his master Jueyuan in the past?" Slowly put down Zhang Wuji's hand, and stepped back, sitting in the chair and looking sideways at Yu Daiyan, he also looked at him. Perplexed.

Na Ah San saw that Zhang Sanfeng actually sent this little Dao boy to fight, and his contempt for himself has reached the extreme, but he thought I would beat the little Dao boy to death with a punch, which made the old Dao heart buoyant and arrogant. To be sure of victory, I don’t say much now, just say: "My child, send a call!"

Zhang Wuji said: "The new martial art I learned was created by my great master Zhang Zhenren for many years. It is a marvel of Wudang school and is called'Taijiquan.' I’m afraid I won’t be able to knock you down within 30 strokes. But that’s because I didn’t learn the art well, it’s not that this set of martial arts is not good. You have to understand this section."

A San didn't get angry but laughed instead, turning his head to Ah Da and Ah Er and said, "Big Brother, Second Brother, there are such arrogant boys in the world." Ah Er laughed loudly. Ah Da has already seen that this little Taoist boy is not easy to follow, and said: "Third brother, don't underestimate the enemy."

A San took a step, fisted Zhang Wuji, and hit Zhang Wuji's chest. This move was as fast as electricity. The fist hit midway, and the left hand fist caught up more quickly, coming first and hitting Zhang Wuji's face. The tricks are weird, which is really rare.

After Zhang Wuji listened to Zhang Sanfeng’s speech "Tai Chi", for more than an hour, he was always meditating on the principles of this boxing technique. Seeing Ah San Zuo hit the box, he even played Tai Chi with a trick to "catch the bird's tail." , The right foot is solid, the left foot is empty, the word "squeeze" is carried up, and the sticky stick is attached, the right palm has been placed on his left wrist, and it is sent out horizontally. Ah San couldn't help but rushed forward and took two steps before he stood still. When the audience saw this scene, they were shocked in unison.

This trick to "grab the bird's tail" is the first time since the world has had Taijiquan. Zhang Wuji possesses nine-sun magic and is skilled in the great movement of the universe. He suddenly uses the "sticky" method in Taijiquan. Although he has learned less than two hours, it has been like a lifetime study. Ah San gave him such a squeeze, the strength of his fist was as if he had penetrated into the vast ocean without a trace, no sound, but his body was moved two steps obliquely by the strength of his fist. When he was startled, his anger filled with anger, quick punches in a row, his arm shadow swayed, and he seemed to have dozens of arms and dozens of fists punching out at the same time.

Everyone saw his stormy offensive, and they were all shocked: "No wonder that the powerful martial arts such as master of emptiness also lost their lives under his hands." Except for Zhao Min's people, all were shocked. Worry for Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji deliberately wanted to show off the reputation of Wudang Sect. He didn’t use any martial arts himself. All his moves used the Tai Chi techniques created by Zhang Sanfeng, single whip, hand lift, white crane’s wings, crouching knees and stance, waiting to be used When it comes to a move "swing the pipa", swipe right and close left, and instantly realize the subtle and subtle aspects of Taijiquan. This move makes it seem like running clouds and flowing water, and it is incomparably unrestrained.

Asan felt that all the roads on the upper plate were covered by his palms. There was no evasion, no resistance, so he had to be fortunate enough to hold his palm, and at the same time slam his right fist. I only hope that the two will suffer a trick each, and it will be a game that will hurt both sides. Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji made a circle with his hands, like holding Tai Chi, and a powerful force formed a vortex, which only caused him to spin around seven or eight times, like a spinning top, like a spinning spindle, and it was easy to make a "thousand catty fall". Li kept his figure, but his face was full of redness and embarrassed.

Mingjiao Qunhao applauded loudly. Yang Xiao exclaimed: "Wudang Taijiquan Kungfu is so wonderful, it is really eye-opening." Zhou Dian smiled: "Asan brother, I advise you to change your name, call it'A Zhuan'!" Yin Ye Wang said: "It's not ashamed to turn a few more times. Didn't the ancients say'Thirty-six, turn to the top'?" It can't be said: "Back then, there was a black whirlwind among the heroes in Liangshanpo. Of!"

A San's face turned from red to blue with anger, roaring loudly, leaping forward, his left hand or fist or palm, unpredictable, but his right hand is pure finger work, grabbing points, poking, digging and picking, five The fingers are like a judge's pen, like acupuncture points and prongs, like a sword like a sword, like a spear like a halberd, the offensive is extremely fierce. Zhang Wuji was unfamiliar with Taijiquan, and he was in a hurry and couldn't cope with it. Suddenly he sneered, and his sleeves were torn off. He had to start lightly, rushing to dodge, and temporarily avoiding this unprecedented five-finger kung fu. A Sanquan chased after him, but he was able to catch up to the opponent's graceful effort.

Zhang Wuji dodged, and then he thought: "I just flee but don't fight. Didn't I lose? I'm not good at using this Taijiquan, so I can move the world and fight against him." The moment does not return. On the body, both hands pose in the Tai Chi "Wild Horse Splitting Mane" position, but the left hand has already used a great shifting technique. Ah San poked his right hand toward the opponent's shoulder, but didn't know how to move him. With a puff, he hit his left arm, and the pain was so painful that the star of Venus was in front of him, and one of his left arms could hardly be lifted. Yang Xiao saw that this was not Tai Chi Kung Fu, but he shouted first: "Tai Chi is really serious!"

A San was in pain and anger, and shouted: "This is a demon magic and sorcery, what kind of Tai Chi?" Swish three-finger in a row. Zhang Wuji drew away. Seeing Ah San stretched out his arms quickly, his **** prodded, and he moved his mind to move the universe, dragging it, and with a click, Ah San’s **** were inserted into a large wooden pillar in the hall. Middle, deep to the roots. Everyone was surprised and funny.

As everyone laughed, Yu Daiyan sternly shouted: "Hold on! Are you Shaolin-style diamond finger power?"

Zhang Wuji jumped away. When he heard the seven words "Shaolin Sect Diamond Finger Strength", he immediately remembered that Yu Daiyan was injured by the Shaolin Sect Diamond Finger Strength. For twenty years, the Wudang Sect has deeply complained about the Shaolin Sect. It seems that the real murderer is the person in front of him.

Just listen to Ah San coldly said: "What about the power of the diamond finger? Who taught you to be a hero and refuse to tell the location of the Dragon Sword? Is it good to feel the 20 years of disability?" /

Yu Daiyan sternly said: "Thank you for clarifying the truth today. It turns out that I am disabled and a poisonous hand of your Shaolin Sect in the Western Regions. It is a pity...it is a pity that my five brothers and brothers are good!" At the last sentence, I couldn't help but choke. It is important to know that Zhang Cuishan died of suicide because of Yu Daiyan's injury to Yin Susu's mosquito needles, so he didn't have a face to treat his brother. In fact, after Yu Daiyan got the mosquito-beard needle, Yin Susutuo’s Longmen Escort was transported back to Wudang, where he was treated for more than a month, and he would heal himself. His limbs were broken because of the poisonous hands of the strong vajra finger. If the culprit was found that day, Zhang Cuishan and his wife would also Not to die miserably. Yu Daiyan both felt sorry for the innocent death of her junior brother, and hated herself for being a useless person.

Zhang Wuji heard what the two said, and immediately understood all the causes and consequences. When he was a child, he heard his father say that Shaolin Temple fire worker Tuo secretly learned martial arts and killed the first Kuzhi Zen master of the Bodhidharma Hall. The masters of the Shaolin School had disputes, so that Zen Master Kuhui went to the Western Regions and created the Shaolin School of the Western Regions. It seems that this person is the descendant of Kuhui back then.

Sure enough, I heard Zhang Sanfeng said: "The donor's heart is also vicious. We didn't expect that there were such characters as the donor among the descendants of Zen Master Kuhui." Asan grinned and said, "What is Kuhui?"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he suddenly realized. After Yu Daiyan was injured by the strong diamond finger, Wudang sent people to question Shaolin. The Shaolin school abbot resolutely refused to admit it, so he suspiciously went to the Western Shaolin school. Buddhism does not understand martial arts. At this moment, I heard Asan’s phrase "What is bitter wisdom?", knowing that if he is a descendant of Shaolin in the Western Regions, he would never insult the patriarch of the school, so he said aloud: "No wonder, no wonder! The benefactor is the fire worker. The descendants of Tou Tuo not only learned his martial arts, but also passed on his vicious and insidious temperament! That emptiness or something, is it the brother of the donor?"

A Sandao: "Yes! He is my junior, he is not called Kongxiang, his Dharma name is Gangxiang. Zhang Zhenren, how does my'king of the king' prajna palm compare with your Wudang sect's control? "

Yu Daiyan sternly said: "It's far from as good as it is! He has suffered a palm from my teacher on the top of his head, and his brain has already burst. The insidious sneak attack, the class door uses an axe, and there is more to die!" Ah San yelled and rushed forward.

Zhang Wuji used Taijiquan to block him, "Asan, take the'Black Jade Intermittent Ointment'!" Then he stretched out his right palm. Ah San was taken aback: "The secret of the magic medicine for bone renewal in this school is extremely secret, and even the ordinary children of this school do not know its name, but where did this little Taoist hear it?"

In his "Medical Classics" written by Hu Qingniu, a doctor who knows the Butterfly Valley, it is said that there are martial arts from a foreign family in the Western Regions. It is suspected to be an offshoot of Shaolin. The technique is extremely weird. The secret medicine "black jade intermittent ointment" can be saved, but how to prepare this ointment, but the prescription is not passed on. Zhang Wuji thought of this verse and said it by the way. Originally, he only tried it casually. When he saw his face suddenly changed, he knew that he was correct, and said aloud: "Bring it!" He thought of the death of his parents and the two teachers of Yu Yin. The uncle's misery was so bad that he couldn't wait to put it to death immediately, and he really didn't want to say a word to him.

A Sanshi fought with him. Although he suffered a small loss, when he saw his strong King Kong command coming out, he had no choice but to dodge and escape. If you continue to fight, you will win, take a step, and shout: "Little guy, if you kneel and knock three times, then forgive you, otherwise this surname Yu will be a role model."

Zhang Wuji was determined to take his "black jade intermittent ointment", but how to deal with his diamond finger, there was no good way for the time. Although the method of great movement can hurt him, it can't force him to hand over the medicine. While he was pondering, Zhang Sanfeng said, "My child, come here!" Zhang Wuji said, "Yes! Too Master." He walked over to him.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Without intentions, Tai Chi turns round and can't be cut off. Take advantage of the opportunity to make your opponents ruin their roots. One move, one move, and one move must be continuous, like the Yangtze River, which is endless." He Shicai saw that Zhang Wuji used Taiji samādhi when he was facing the enemy, but he used to be too strong in martial arts, with sharp edges and strong moves, and failed to realize the meaning of Taijiquan.

Zhang Wuji has a deep knowledge of martial arts, and he can fully understand the key points. After listening to the words of the master, he immediately realized the meaning of the continuous rounding of the Taiji diagram and the change of yin and yang in his heart.

A San sneered: "It's too late to learn martial arts before the battle?" Zhang Wuji raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's just too late, just in time to ask you to try the trick." Turning around, his right hand turned forward, toward Ah. To squeeze the three-sided door, it is a trick in Tai Chi to "explore the horse". The five fingers of Ah San's right hand were brought together, cut into a knife shape, Zhang Wuji "double-winds through the ears", and then hit the band, his hands were rounded out. With this change, I really realized the "round and round" taught by Master Tai. The essence of the word. Immediately on the left and right circles, a circle followed by a circle, a large circle, a small circle, a flat circle, a vertical circle, a normal circle, and an oblique circle, one by one Tai Chi circles were sent out, and immediately set A San stumbled, and he couldn't help himself. Stable, like a coma in alcohol.

Suddenly, A three and five fingers violently poked out, and Zhang Wuji used a "cloud hand" with his left hand high and his right hand low. A circle had already wrapped his arm, and the strength of the Nine Sun Magical Art was used, Ka With a bang, Ah San's right arm was broken. The nine-yang magical power has both yin and yang, both rigidity and softness, and its strength is not great. The arm bones of one of Ah San's arms were immediately broken into six or seven pieces, and the bones shattered, not looking like. In terms of this strength, it is far beyond the reach of Tai Chi, which is based on soft strength.

Zhang Wuji hated him for viciousness. The "cloud hand" used it continuously, like a white cloud running through the sky. One circle was unfinished, and the second circle was already alive. After the click, Ah San's left arm was also broken, and then clicked. With a few clicks, his left and right legs were also broken one by one. Zhang Wuji had never done such a heavy hand in his life, but this man was the big murderer who killed his parents, and suffered the third uncle and sixth uncle. , Has already taken his life.

A San gave a muffled snort and fell down. One of Zhao Min's men grabbed him early and picked him up and retreated.

The audience in the audience was shocked when they saw Zhang Wuji's supernatural power, and even the masters of Mingjiao had forgotten to applaud.

The bald Ah Er flashed out, and his right palm slashed towards Zhang Wuji's chest. Before the tip of his palm reached, Zhang Wuji had already felt a little suffocated, and the next move was "diagonal flying", which caused his palm strength to be deflected. The bald old man couldn't make a sound, and the bottom plate was firm, as if firmly nailed to the ground, concentrated on, splitting out palm by palm, and his internal strength was extremely strong.

Zhang Wuji saw his hand in hand and passed down from Asan’s faction. Seeing his age as Asan’s brother, he was not as easy as martial arts, but he was far more stable. At the moment, he moved Taijiquan to stick, pull, squeeze, and press. Twisting his body, unexpectedly, this man's internal strength was too strong, and he was so sticky that he fell a step. Zhang Wuji's ambition became steep, and he thought: "I'm going to compete with you. See if your Western Shaolin internal power is great or my Nine Suns magic power is great." Seeing that he waved his palm and hit it, he also slapped it out. The head-to-head brutal beating, without any chance, the palms intersected, there was a loud bang, and both of them shook their bodies.

Zhang Sanfeng gave a "噫" cry in his heart: "No! This kind of brutal fight, the stronger one wins, is the opposite of Taijiquan theory. This bald old man has a strong internal strength and is rare in martial arts. I am afraid that it is under this palm. , The child was seriously injured.” At this moment, the two met again with a second palm, and with a bang, Ah Er shook a little and took a step back, but Zhang Wuji stood there calmly.

Nine-sun magical skills and Shaolin school internal skills have reached the highest level. However, the founder of the Western Regions "King Kong Gate" Pygong Tou Tuo stole the martial arts from Shaolin Temple. You can learn it secretly, but the internal strength is concerned with the movement of the breath in the body, so I watched others meditate and practice from morning to night. How do you know how to adjust his internal breath and how to carry it on the day of the week? Therefore, external skills can be learned secretly, but internal skills cannot be learned secretly. "King Kong Gate" is extremely strong in external power, not losing to the authentic Shaolin, but internal power is far inferior. This Ah Er is a stranger in the "Vajra Gate", born with supernatural power, from the outside to the inside, unexpectedly developed a new path, and developed a deep internal strength. His attainments have far exceeded that of the ancestor Pyonggong Tutuo of the year, which can be said to be a gift from heaven. Under his palms, very few people could handle the three moves. At this time, they fought recklessly, but Zhang Wuji's palm strength was shocked and he withdrew a step. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry. He took a deep breath, and both palms came out. , And at the same time hacked to Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji exclaimed: "Uncle Yin Liu, look at me to give you this nasty breath." It turned out that Yin Liting was now accompanied by Yang Buhui, Xiaozhao and others, and was carried by two Mingjiao congregants in soft pockets. , Arrived at Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Wuji stopped drinking, slammed his right fist, with a loud bang, the bald head Ah Er took three steps in a row, his eyes bulged, and blood surged in his chest. Zhang Wuji exclaimed: "Uncle Yin Liu, among the people who besieged you, is there this bald head among them?" Yin Liting said: "Yes! This person is the first evil."

Just listen to the crackling sound of the bald head A'er Zhou body joints, and he is self-imposed. Yu Daiyan knew that his internal strength was fierce, and that this strength of luck, palm strength was very unstoppable, and it was overwhelming. He shouted: "Cross the river without success, hit the middle of it!" It meant that Zhang Wuji didn't wait for the completion of Ah Er's movement, so he went forward and attacked. He was caught off guard.

Zhang Wuji responded: "Yes!" He took a step, but didn't attack. Ah Er lifted his arms and pushed him over like a powerful wave. Zhang Wuji took a breath, the real air flow in his body turned, his right palm swung out, and he refused to push, and touched the opponent's palm back as best he could. Adding these two forces together, Ah Er screamed, his body resembling a large rock shot by a stone generator, and a loud bang broke the wall and rushed out.

When everyone was shocked, they suddenly saw a person flashing into the hole in the wall, holding Ah Er's body in the ground. This person is short and squat, round like a stone drum, ridiculous in appearance, but extremely flexible. The bald Ah Er's arm bones, chest ribs, and shoulder clavicle were all shattered by his own violent palm strength. Yan Yuan put down Ah Er, bowed to Zhang Wuji, got out of the hole in the wall, and swiped around like a fat groundhog.

Zhao Min had long been suspicious when he saw that this little boy had lost his two first-rate masters in a row. Seeing Yan Yuan saluting him, he looked forward to him, and immediately recognized him, and cursed himself: "Damn, damn! I am preconceived and think. The little devil arranged outside, but he didn’t expect that he would pretend to be a Taoist boy and do some tricks here and do my big things.” He said in a low voice, “Zhang Wuji, you little devil, why are you so unpromising, pretending to be a little Taoist boy? , Too short, not too shy!"

Zhang Wuji saw that she recognized herself, and said loudly: "My father Cuishan Gongyi is the fifth disciple under the seat of the Tai-Master. I am not called'Tai-Master', but what do I call it? Is there any shyness or not?" Turning to Zhang Sanfeng knelt down and kowtow, and said: "My boy, Zhang Wuji, knocked on Master Tai and Uncle San. The matter was in a hurry, and it was too late to tell the truth. Please forgive my child for the crime of deceiving."

Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan met with surprises, and they could not think of this young man who defeated the second master of Shaolin in the Western Regions. He was actually the child who was so sick that he was alive and well. Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to help him, and said: "Good boy, you are not dead, Cuishan has something to do." Zhang Wuji's martial arts is the next best thing. In this world, I was really happy to descend from the sky for a while, and my heart was full of enthusiasm. He turned to Yin Tianzheng and said: "Brother Yin, congratulations on having such a good grandson." Yin Tianzheng smiled and said, "Zhang Zhenren, congratulations for teaching such a good grandson."

Zhao Min cursed: "What a good grandson, a good grandson! Two old immortal, raised a treacherous and cunning kid. Oh Da, you go and try his swordsmanship."

The sad face Ada responded: "Yes!" With a sigh, he drew out the Heavenly Reliance Sword, everyone's eyes were gleaming, and the cold air was faintly invading, and he was holding a good sword.

Zhang Wuji said: "This sword is owned by the Emei faction, why did it get into your hands?" Zhao Min screamed: "Little devil, what do you know? The extermination Lao Ni stole this sword from my house. At this moment, the thing belongs to the original owner, Yitian How is the sword related to the Emei School?"

Zhang Wuji didn't know the origin of the Heavenly Sword, so he asked her back, but couldn't answer, so he changed the topic and said: "Miss Zhao, please take the'Black Jade Intermittent Cream' for me, and it's cured. Everyone will forget the limbs of my three uncles and six uncles." Zhao Min said, "Huh! Let's forget the past? It's easier said than done. You know that the Shaolin School Kongwen, Kongzhi, Wudang School Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, etc., are all here at this moment. Where?" Zhang Wuji shook his head and said: "I don't know. Please also see the girl."

Zhao Min sneered: "Why should I tell you? If you don't break your body into pieces, it will hardly be the crime of frivolity and humiliation to me in the iron prison of Luliu Village!" Speaking of "frivolity and humiliation" four The words, thinking of the scene of the day, could not help but flushed, annoyed and ashamed.

When Zhang Wuji heard her talk about the four words "frivolity and humiliation", his face was flushed. On that day, in order to understand that the Ming sect was very poisonous and the matter was urgent, he had to make the best move and scratched the soles of her feet internally. In fact, there is no hint of frivolousness, but whether men and women grant or accept marriage, although they are in power, this matter has not been told to others. If everyone really thinks that they are molesting young girls, that would be bad. There is no way to argue at the moment, so they have to say: "Miss Zhao , Do you give this'black jade intermittent ointment' or not?"

Zhao Min looked around and smiled and said: "You want black jade intermittent ointment, it is not difficult, as long as you follow me three things, I will offer them with both hands." Zhang Wuji said: "Those three things Zhao Min said: "I haven't thought of it yet. I will think about it in the future. If I say one thing, then you will follow it." Zhang Wuji said, "How can it be done? Do you want me to commit suicide? Do you want me to be a pig? To be a dog, you have to rely on you?" Zhao Min smiled and said, "I will not ask you to commit suicide, let alone be a pig or a dog, hehe, even if you are willing to do it, you can't do it!" Zhang Wuji said: "You speak first and you will come out. If it doesn't violate chivalry and I can do it, then you might as well."

Zhao Min was waiting for the interface. In a blink of an eye, he saw Xiao Zhao’s temple with a bead flower. It was the one he gave to Zhang Wuji. He couldn’t help being annoyed. He also saw Xiao Zhao’s bright eyes and white teeth, Tao Xiao Li Yan, age. Although immature, he came out and ended like Xiaolu Furong, very pitiful, even more hated in my heart, gritted his teeth, and said to Ah Dadao: "Go and cut off the arms of this kid surnamed Zhang!"

Ada replied: "Yes!" He leaned on the Heavenly Sword, took a step, and said: "Master Zhang, Master is dead, tell me to cut off your two arms."

Zhou Dian has been holding back for a long time. At this time, he couldn't help it anymore, and cursed: "Fuck your mother's shit! You might as well cut off your arms!" Ah Da's face was sad and bitter. With a bitter face: "That's reasonable." Zhou Dian was happy now, and said loudly: "Then you cut it!" Dadao: "Don't be busy either."

Zhang Wuji secretly worries, this heavenly sword is unmatched, and any weapon will be broken when it encounters it. The only countermeasure is to use the method of moving the universe to take his weapon empty-handed, but reach out to this sharp sword, as long as The opponent's sword moves were a little strange, and the changes were a little unexpected. One of his own arms went from the fingertips to the shoulders, no matter where it was in the Jianfeng area, he immediately cut it off, and it took quite a while to confront the enemy. Suddenly I heard Zhang Sanfeng said: "Wuji, you have learned the Taijiquan I created, and there is another set of Taiji swords, you might as well pass it down to you now, which can be used to fight against this donor." Zhang Wuji said with joy, "Thank you, Master Tai." ." Turning his head to A Dadao: "This senior, my swordsmanship is too bad. I have to ask Master Tai for some advice before I come to fight with you."

Na Ah Da was secretly jealous of Zhang Wuji. Although he has a sword in his hand, he took advantage of it. It is difficult to know the outcome. I heard that he wants to learn new sword skills. That would be great. I want to learn something new. Although the sword moves are subtle, they are always unfamiliar. The way of swordsmanship is about light flying and agility, and you have to practice for at least ten or twenty years before you can master it when you are close to the enemy. He nodded and said: "You go to learn the recruitment, I am here to wait for you. Is it enough for two hours?"

Zhang Sanfeng said: "You don't need to go to the side, I teach here, Wuji learns here, that is, it is fried and sold, fresh and hot. It takes less than half an hour to teach a set of Tai Chi swordsmanship."

As soon as he said this, everyone except Zhang Wuji was horrified and hardly believed his ears. They all thought: Even if the Wudang Sect's Taiji swordsmanship is so mysterious and magical, if you openly teach it here, the enemy will see it clearly. What's the secret?

A Dadao: "That's fine. I'm waiting outside the hall." He didn't want to take advantage of this, and as a servant, he did the work of the master of martial arts. Zhang Sanfeng said: "It doesn't have to be. My swordsmanship is a start-up, and I don't know whether it works. You are a master of swordsmanship, I just want you to take a look and point out the flaws."

Yang Xiao thought, suddenly remembered, and said loudly: "Your Excellency turned out to be Elder Fang of the Eight-Armed Excalibur. Your Excellency is the elder of the gang of beggars, why should you be willing to be a servant of others?" Ming Jiao Qunhao heard, All were taken aback. Zhou Dian said: "Aren't you dead? How come you are alive again, how can this be?"

The Ada sighed and bowed his head and said, "The old man will die for the rest of his life, what did he do to the past? I am not the elder of the beggar gang anymore." The older generation knows the eight-armed divine sword. Fang Dongbai is the head of the four elders of the Beggar Gang. He has an extraordinary swordsmanship and a famous name. It is only because he is so fast that he has seven or eight arms, so he earned this nickname. I heard that he was seriously ill and died more than ten years ago. At that time, everyone felt sorry for him.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "The old way of Tai Chi swordsmanship can get the eight-armed magic sword to give pointers, and the honor is boundless. Wuji, do you have a saber?" Xiao Zhao took a few steps forward and presented Zhang Wuji from the green willow. The fake wooden sword from the villa. Zhang Sanfeng took it in his hand and said with a smile: "Is it a wooden sword? Isn't it used to draw symbols, pinch tactics, exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts?" Stand up, hold the sword in his right hand, pinch the sword tactic in his left hand, and put his hands in a ring, slowly raising it From the beginning, this hand-style exhibition, followed by the three-ring set moon, Da Kuixing, Yanzi Chaoshui, left block sweep, right block sweep... "Compass", drawing a circle with both hands at the same time, reverts to the 54th style "holding the sword and returning to the original." Zhang Wuji didn't remember the moves, but only carefully looked at the meaning of "God is before the sword, endless" in his sword moves.

Zhang Sanfeng finished his swordsmanship all the way, but no one applauded everyone. Everyone was surprised: "How can this slow and soft swordsmanship be used to fight the enemy?" Then he thought again: "Madam Zhang will come. I deliberately slowed down the trick so that he could understand it."

Just listen to Zhang Sanfeng asking: "My child, do you see clearly?" Zhang Wuji said: "See clearly." Zhang Sanfeng said: "Do you remember it?" Zhang Wuji said, "I have forgotten a half." Zhang Sanfeng Said: "Okay, it's hard for you. Think about it yourself." Zhang Wuji lowered his head and meditated. After a while, Zhang Sanfeng asked, "How is it now?" Zhang Wuji said, "I have forgotten more than half."

Zhou Dian screamed out: "Oops! I'm getting more and more forgotten. Zhang Zhenren, your swordsmanship is very profound, how can you remember it after reading it? Please show us the leader again."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll do it again." Raising the sword made a move, and the performance began. Everyone only saw a few tricks, and they were surprised that what they did the second time was not the same as the one they did the first time. Zhou Dian exclaimed: "Oops, awful! This is even more silly." Zhang Sanfeng drew his swords in a circle and asked, "My boy, what's the matter?" Zhang Wuji said, "There are three tricks I haven't forgotten." Zhang Sanfeng nodded. Take the sword back to your seat.

Zhang Wuji walked slowly in a circle in the temple, pondered for a while, then slowly walked in a circle, raised his head, his face full of joy, and shouted: "I have forgotten all about it, I have forgotten it all. That's right." Zhang Sanfeng said: "It's not bad, it's not bad! Forget it so fast, you can ask the Eight-arm Excalibur for advice!" Then he handed him the wooden sword in his hand. Zhang Wuji took it and turned to Fang Dongbai and said, "Senior Fang, please." Zhou Dian scratched his ears and scratched his head, worried.

Fang Dongbai asked: "Your Excellency the wooden sword?" Zhang Wuji said, "Yes, please advise!" Fang Dongbai went into the sword and said, "There is a arrogant!" A sword stabbed, Qingguang At the flash, there was a sneer, and the internal strength was no less than that of the bald Ah Er. Everyone was shocked, thinking that the sword in his hand that he was holding was a piece of scrap copper and rotten iron that could not be said to cut gold and jade. , Sure enough, well-deserved reputation.

Zhang Wuji's left-handed sword tactics obliquely, the wooden sword crosses, draws a semicircle, and lays on the ridge of the Yitian Sword. Fang Dongbai praised: "Good swordsmanship!" Shaking his wrists and turning the sword, the tip of the sword pierced his left side. Zhang Wuji turned his sword back and forth, and with a snap, the two swords intersected and each flew up. The Heavenly Sword in Fang Dongbai's hand was so shaken, it trembled and buzzed for a long time.

The two swords are one sword and the other wooden sword, but the planes intersect, there is no difference between the two swords and the wooden sword. Zhang Wuji's move is blunt by himself and without the front of the enemy, he has actually achieved Tai Chi. The essence of swordsmanship. It should be known that what Zhang Sanfeng passed to him was "sword intent", not "sword move", and he had to forget all the sword moves he saw in order to obtain its essence and use his intent to control the sword when facing an enemy. It's ever-changing and endless. If one or two swordsmanship cannot be forgotten, and the heart is restrained, the swordsmanship cannot be pure. This meant that Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and other masters had vaguely understood, but Zhou Dian was finally inferior, and this was nothing but worrying for a long time.

At this time, only the sound of scoffing in the hall can be heard. Fang Dongbai’s sword moves fiercely and fiercely. With extremely vigorous internal strength, he makes the extremely sharp and sharp sword. Everyone in the hall seemed to feel that there was a large snow ball spinning in front of them, sending out a bit of cold air. Zhang Wuji’s wooden sword drew circles in the cold light. Every move was pierced and retracted in an arc. There was no scum in his heart. He used his mind to transport the sword, and the wooden sword made every move. , It seemed to release a piece of filament and entangle it on the Heavenly Sword, the filaments accumulated more and more, and it seemed to have accumulated into a ball of silk floss, wrapping the Heavenly Sword. After the two had dismantled more than two hundred strokes, Fang Dongbai’s sword strokes gradually became stagnant, and the sword in his hand seemed to increase its weight continuously, five catties, six catties...ten catties, twenty catties... ···Occasionally, the sword stabbed out, and the true power was not enough, so the wooden sword was carried around a few circles.

Fang Dongbai became more afraid as he fought. There were more than three hundred moves in a fierce fight, but the two sides did not meet each other. That was something he had never encountered since he used the sword in his life. For convenience, a big net was cast and gradually tightened to the central government. Fang Dongbai changed six or seven sets of swordsmanship in a row, changing vertically and horizontally, and there was no way of fantasy, and the audience was blinded. Zhang Wuji has always used a sword to draw a circle. Except Zhang Sanfeng, no one else could tell whether his every move was offensive or defensive. This Tai Chi sword technique is just a circle of various sizes, oblique and oblique. It can be said that there is only one move, but this move is always infinite. Hearing Fang Dongbai loudly and loudly, his beard and eyebrows were erected, and he leaned in the palace of the heavenly sword.

Zhang Wuji saw that the momentum was fiercely evil, and turned his sword back diagonally. Fang Dongbai turned his wrist slightly, and the Heavenly Sword turned sideways, with a soft sound, the head of the wooden sword had been cut off by six inches, and the Heavenly Sword was not obstructed at all. , Pierced Zhang Wuji's chest straight.

Zhang Wuji was startled and turned his left hand. The two middle fingers of the sword that were originally pinching the sword art had already clamped the body of the Yitian Sword, and half of the sword in his right hand fell towards his right arm. Although the sword is made of wood, it has no special steel blade under his Nine Suns' magical power. Fang Dongbai's right hand regained his capacity, and the leaning sword made the opponent's left hand clamped by two fingers, like a cast of iron, but he didn't move a bit. In this situation, he let go of the sword and jumped back, and there was no other way to follow. .

Just listen to Zhang Wuji shouting: "Hurry up!" Fang Dongbai gritted his teeth and didn't let go. He snapped his right arm off the wooden sword at the moment of the flash of lightning. It is no different from cutting it off with a sword. Fang Dongbai refused to let go. He had already saved his heart to protect the sword. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed it without waiting for the broken arm to land. Although the broken arm had left his body, his five fingers still held it firmly. Relying on the sky sword. Seeing him so brave, Zhang Wuji was shocked and apologized. He didn't go to fight with him again and said, "I'm sorry!"

Fang Dongbai walked up to Zhao Min, bowed and said, "Master, the villain is incompetent, and you are willing to accept the blame."

Zhao Min nodded and said: "Hurry up and hurt your arm!" said loudly, "Look at the face of Master Zhang of Mingjiao today, let go of the Wudang faction." With a wave of her left hand, she said: "Let's go!" Starting from Fang Dongbai, bald Ah Er, and Ah San, they walked outside the hall.

Zhang Wuji exclaimed: "Wait! Don't leave the black jade intermittent ointment, I don't want to walk down Wudang Mountain." Standing up, he reached out and grabbed Zhao Min's shoulder. The palm of her hand is still a ruler away from her shoulder, and she suddenly felt that two silent palm winds were coming from the left and right. There was no sign beforehand. Zhang Wuji was startled, his palms turned out, and his right hand took a palm from the right. , The left hand took a palm from the left, and the four palms touched each other at the same time, only to feel that the strength was extremely strong, and there was an extremely cold air in the palm. This cold air is so familiar to him, it is the palm of the "Xuanming Divine Palm" that entangled him to death when he was young.

Zhang Wuji was shocked, the Nine Suns' magical power was born with thoughts, and suddenly his left side and right side were hit by the palms of two enemies at the same time. Zhang Wuji groaned and threw back, but saw that it was two tall and thin old men who attacked him. The two elders competed with Zhang Wuji's palms with a palm each, but the other palm caught him without a trace.

Yang Xiao and Wei laughed and yelled in unison, and rushed forward. The two old men slapped their palms again and banged twice. Yang Xiao and Wei smiled and withdrew a few steps, only feeling the blood surging in their chests, and the cold was to the bones. The two old men shook their bodies, turned around, and walked away protecting Zhao Min.