Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

The smoky bird in the Wei Tuo Temple, because the door is tightly closed, the smoke is so lingering that people can't open their eyes gradually, and the statue of the Wei Tuo Dharma Protector wearing a hood and armor is so tall that it touches the roof. It is still growing, and at this time they are holding a pestle and staring at them coldly, ready to strike at any time, completely exorcising evil spirits and heretics to protect the righteous law.

The eager sound of wind, thunder and drum suddenly sounded again at this time, reminding them that they had missed a stick of incense time, and reminding them that they were not hallucinating.Four martial arts masters who were able to dominate the south of the sky were unexpectedly stopped near the mountain gate by six elderly monks.

The remaining three masters hesitated, and suddenly heard the continuous sound of bells and drums in their ears, imitating the sounds of wind, rain, thunder, and electricity according to the rhythm, making them feel restless and anxious in their hearts, like wet The mountain wind of the waves urges the thick clouds and mist, and finally turns into the eaves of the corridors of the Zen Temple in the deep mountains, the continuous rain that blocks the road...

"Hey, buddy, He Dao Wang has obviously lost, it should be your turn to play."

"That's right, Master Xu, you really don't intend to compete with each other?"

The two people behind were still making up their minds like fanning the wind, and at the same time took two steps back, pushing the Eight Immortal Swordsman to the front—the two young faces still clasped their fists together, and had no intention of making the first move.

The swordsman standing alone in one place, and the six old monks sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures, the contrast between the two sides is like a pine and a rock, and a solitary sail on a river. It seems that some subtle connection has been reached without saying a word. A moment beyond words can touch.

It's just that no one thought that the first move was not the sword in his hand——

"Ahem, Xu Chongzhen, a disciple of Shangqing Temple, is very polite. I don't know the names of the seniors?"

The boxing and palm masters of Pingxi Wangfu thought that the other party would draw their swords, but they didn't expect the swordsman to ask politely. In the puzzled eyes of the two, the light and strong swordsman clasped his fists and greeted the old monks. When saluting, the posture is as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Xu Daxia, what are you doing?!"

Xu Chongzhen, the swordsman of the Eight Immortals, ignored the two of them, his hand holding the sword had already been released quietly, and his face was full of prudence at this moment.He secretly laughed that the two of them still wanted to add insult to injury, but the two of them were the ones who watched the sky from the bottom of a well. At this moment, they no longer bothered to be with their surroundings, and the veins in their hearts were as clear as a mirror!
"Are you kidding me? The kung fu used by the old monks just now is neither pointing nor swords. They are in and out of nothing. In terms of swordsmanship alone, they are far superior to me. If you use your hands, there is no chance of winning. You need to think long-term..."

The two were stunned.

"Amitabha……"

The old monks whispered the Buddha's name, and the room was full of old voices, "The old monks have long stopped asking about the affairs of the Jianghu, and the common names and aliases have disappeared with the past. Donors don't have to ask anymore..."

Hearing this, the Eight Immortal Swordsman Xu Chongzhen's expression became more determined, and he looked at the old monks with more vigilance, thinking in his heart how to pass this news back to the Shangqing Guanshimen.

Yes, Xu Chongzhen was always full of doubts about what happened to him at the foot of the mountain the day before yesterday.If things go wrong, there must be a demon. He really can't figure out why such a remote place like Jizu Mountain hides such a master, so that his brothers and sisters can't get together.

After much thought and thought, he finally recalled that before they set off from Dali, Pingxi King Wu Sangui specially instructed a few people that in addition to seizing the scriptures during this trip, he had to pay more attention to whether there were "suspicious escaping Zen" on Jizu Mountain. The person who boiled the stone", or "the rebellious convert who shaved his hair and dyed his clothes".

At the beginning, Xu Chongzhen still couldn't understand the intention of Wu Sangui's instructions, but now he suddenly realized in his heart that Prince Pingxi's confession was clearly guessing that there might be some masters hiding in Xitan Temple!
Since the turmoil in the Ming Dynasty, there have been a lot of turmoil in the martial arts. Most of the older generation of martial arts masters have lived in seclusion in the mountains. In addition to places like Zhongnan Shouyang, Yunnan and Guizhou with dangerous mountains and rivers is also a good choice.As Jizu Mountain is a famous Buddhist mountain, and Xitan Temple is protected by the Mu Family, there may be such a group of seniors who have disappeared in the rivers and lakes. They usually hide in the temple to study martial arts, and now they happen to be given Met!
He himself was born in a sect of Wudang, so he knows the horror of these old guys best.If it weren't for this, Xu Chongzhen would not believe that so many masters could be cultivated out of thin air in the deep mountains, and he would not believe that a mere famous temple could make him so frightened today!
The more he thought about it, Xu Chongzhen felt that his guess was indistinguishable. For example, the young man with outstanding martial arts at the bottom of the mountain was probably the junior of a certain elder on the mountain, so he was ordered to stop him and warn him.

The more he thought about it, the more startled he became, the more startled he became, the Eight Immortal Swordsman Xu Chongzhen searched his brains at this time, but he couldn't figure out who the other party was. Hidden in the white eyebrows are the facial features that look like knives and axes, and the closed eyes are ready to emit a bright light at any time...

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Sitting in the middle of the five old monks, Jiang Wen was racing against time to heal his kung fu and adjust his internal energy, which had been chaotic due to the Six Meridians Excalibur. His eyes were hidden under the false eyebrows and Pilu hat, calmly Looking around.

Just like Jiang Wen’s previous analysis to Abbot Hongbian, it is natural for a single temple in Xitan Temple to fight against the heavily armed Pingxi Palace. .

For the current plan, the only way is to break down this difficult matter from the macro to the micro, first turn the fight against the Pingxi Palace into a fight against the martial arts people, then reduce the fight against the martial arts people to deal with the four masters, and finally use various designs to lure the opponents into the game. Xitan Temple may not be without the power to fight.

But just as the Eight Immortals swordsman Xu Chongzhen expected, it is naturally impossible for Xitan Temple to quickly produce six masters with outstanding martial arts and overwhelming all heroes. A great master is a very technical test.

Fortunately, this matter did not trouble Jiang Wen. For this reason, in addition to the Dali Duan family's martial arts, he also used two of Jin Yong's famous martial arts.

The first extraordinary skill is the highest martial art of the "Xiaoyao School", the Beiming Divine Art.

After practicing the Beiming magic skill, every acupuncture point in the body can absorb people's internal energy and turn it into Beiming's true energy. This time, Jiang Wen, ingeniously doing the opposite, took advantage of the opportunity of being next to five old monks , quietly transfer the true energy of Beiming to the other five old monks, and then use various acupoints to stimulate the human body, realizing the weird appearance of the old monks with hands and feet like zombies.

It's just that Beiming Zhenqi has both yin and yang, strong, fierce and domineering, masculine Beiming Zhenqi is tormented like a furnace, and feminine Beiming Zhenqi is several times colder than ice. Ordinary people are infused with this kind of internal force, although it is not likely to affect the muscles and veins. It will still be unspeakably painful, so Jiang Wen abandoned the young and strong monks, and turned around and chose these old monks who are highly cultivated and good at enduring suffering——

Anyway, it is Jiang Wen's internal force that is manipulating it, and thanks to the secret method of meditation passed down from generation to generation by Xitan Temple, these old monks can leave the world of desire and enter the four meditations and eight meditations, thus completely ignoring the painful perception of the fleshy skin , without showing any flaws.At this time, Beiming's true energy is flowing in the body, and he can seem to be not afraid of swords, guns and fists, and he has a little more reliance on the masters of Pingxi Palace.

It stands to reason that with the presence of Beiming's magical power, Jiang Wen can already sweep the scene with the resources of a master and sit back and relax, but the load of exuding the true energy like this is huge, and the loss of even close-to-body transmission should not be underestimated. With his current success With internal injuries still unhealed, it is thankful to be able to persist for a long time.

No matter how strong the martial arts of the swordsmen who lead the battle, no matter how aggressive their aura is, these are secondary. Unless He Dao Wang is renamed He Li Wang, it is really not a threat, but Jiang Wen originally planned to fight quickly, thinking that since the Pingxi Palace The four masters came together, and he formed a six-man formation, and the other party would naturally challenge the old monk together - but he didn't expect that there would be a world where there were people. Such a long delay.

There are no coincidences in the world, and Jiang Wen, who is most afraid of delaying time in wheel battles, has met the four masters who are stupid enough to use the gourd baby to save his grandfather's tactics, and he almost vomited blood due to the delay.

In Jiang Wen's current state, trying to control the enemy with one yang finger is already a bit stretched, but who knows that the calabash brother He Daowang is still a tough kid, and when his face is brushed, he insists on using life-and-death tactics, forcing Jiang Wen Qin also used the Six Meridians Excalibur in advance!
Persisting until the time of the second drum, Jiang Wen's internal injuries were almost unbearable, and if he continued to fight like this, the performance of dancing in shackles would inevitably reveal flaws. Fortunately, Jiang Wen, who was meticulous in his work, arranged a backhand in advance , that is, the golden book of the second sect——

Nine Yin Scriptures!

Compared with the extremely mysterious and treacherous skull prefect of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, even if the original version of Huang Chang is slightly less mysterious, he is still a genius among martial arts masters. It also has miraculous effects, ensuring that Jiang Wen can still retain some strength. Anyway, the important thing is that the soul-stirring and magical martial art "Soul-moving Dafa" is recorded in the Nine Yin Manual.

The Nine Yin Scriptures are vast and all-encompassing. This method of moving souls is said to be martial arts, but it is actually a high degree of integration of martial arts, psychology, and hypnotism. Arrangement confuses the minds of others, causing them to make mistakes in judgment in the fight, magnify their psychological flaws, and finally surrender without fighting.

Back then, Huang Rong was able to use this method to counter Elder Peng's intimidating technique, and Yang Guo was able to use it to hypnotize Daerba to tell the truth, which showed the power of this method.Therefore, in fact, from the moment the people from Pingxi Wangfu Jianghu stepped into Xitan Temple, they had already stepped into the soul-moving trap deliberately set up by Jiang Wen. As the situation gradually developed, their inner fear and anxiety were gradually eliminated , until they are destroyed!
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The old monks who closed their eyes and recited scriptures have already entered the subconscious mind of extreme hypnosis. Even in this state of practice for many years, they can still see clear and clear scriptures in their minds. However, what they recite subconsciously is always the content in the "Avatamsaka Sutra".

"For example, the truth can illuminate the world greatly; the devotion of good roots is also the same, illuminating the world with great wisdom..."

"For example, the truth is unspeakable; the same is true for the dedication of good roots, and all words cannot be said..."

Jiang Wen let out a deep breath, the matter has come to this point, no matter what, he has to persevere, with these two great achievements to deal with these people together, although there have been some deviations in the process, as long as he persists until the end, victory will surely come. Belong to their side.

Right now Jiang Wen could see that the four of them were actually more or less under the influence of Soul-shifting Dafa.

The mystery of soul-shifting Dafa is that it can be changed according to local conditions. King He Dao himself has a lot of murderous intent, so he is triggered to be defeated by the hostility in his heart. Another example is this Eight Immortals swordsman who had a relationship with him once. He was affected by the soul-shifting Dafa. The flaws are infinitely enlarged, and it is obvious that he has become deeper and deeper in obsession, and has lost the courage to draw his sword.

Just now, Jiang Wen heard what he said that he was born in the Qing Dynasty. No wonder this man used the Wudang Zui Eight Immortals sword technique. He turned out to be a lay Taoist priest.Because of the infinitely magnified reverence for the master in his heart, he regarded the old monks as peerless masters who could not live in seclusion. He had no intention of fighting and provoking at all in his heart.
It's just that the attitudes of the remaining two people are ambiguous, neither willing to do anything nor give up, and from time to time they fan the wind behind their backs to ignite the fire, but Jiang Wen has nowhere to start, but he can vaguely see that the two are still ready to move, and there are temptations to exchange ideas from time to time thoughts come out.

Jiang Wenyun picked up his ventriloquist and said slowly: "Blessing benefactors, Xitan Temple has opened a door of convenience to all outsiders. As long as you can let go of anger and ignorance through this door, the old monks will never stop..."

Hearing what the old monks said, Xu Chongzhen, the swordsman of the Eight Immortals, was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. He clasped his hands and was about to exit the hall, but was blocked by two people behind him.

"Xu Daxia, we two juniors are short-sighted and not deep in the world. We have never been fortunate enough to be taught martial arts by senior masters. Today, we can meet all eminent monks. How can we return empty-handed?"

The two people behind him clasped their hands imitating Xu Chongzhen's appearance, but their expressions were relaxed and casual. One of them was standing tall in a gray robe, and the other's palms were broad and full of spirit. They looked like the same young man , looked at each other and moved forward together.

"Amitabha, the two benefactors don't need to tempt the old monks. You might as well just see a few peaks in this dusty monk's house, and the old monks will definitely agree."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the tall man in the gray robe spoke first, "Thank you for your approval, senior! Although this junior comes from a reckless background, he is not stubborn. I just want some seniors to comment on our martial arts!"

This request is too weird, Jiang Wen thought they were seeing Lie Xinxi and wanted to learn some tricks secretly. It is not difficult to teach the fur of Dianyiyangzhi, Duanjiajian, Wuluo Qingyan Palm by himself, but look at them It seems that he wants to teach himself a few tricks instead?Is this some new tricky way to take advantage?
"Several old seniors! These two little brothers are not weak in martial arts, but they have never really walked in the rivers and lakes, and they are a bit unruly, seniors, don't blame them!"

Xu Chongzhen was shocked and wanted to stop the two of them. Just now, the old monks just pointed in the air in a miraculous manner, and the King He Dao of the Pingxi Palace flew upside down and vomited blood unconsciously. In fact, he didn't want to tear his face and hurt everyone.But if these two young men messed up the matter recklessly and caused the old monk to hurt people again, I don't know if Xitan Temple will kill them all once and for all!

"Don't worry, Mr. Xu, we both have our own measure, and we won't be reckless."

The Eight Immortal Swordsman Xu Chongzhen vaguely heard the meaning of their words, and Jiang Wen also knew their thoughts to some extent. These two people probably got used to the demeanor of the worldly masters they created. They are not ashamed or afraid of blame, and winning is considered an added achievement.

While Jiang Wen's thoughts were spinning, the other party's robes began to shake, and he raised his hand and punched out.

As the Beiming Zhenqi in the sea of ​​tanzhong qi filled and circulated like a substance, the old monks each stretched out their palms straight out, and kept fighting with the strange-shaped fists of the gray-robed man, sending out dull thunderous cries. Bang bang, the movement of the gray-robed man became faster and faster with luck, and the confrontation between the two became more intense. No matter how ignorant bystanders were, they could see that the gray-robed man regarded the old monk as a man who could not fight back. The sandbag who never retaliates has practiced a sharp and quick boxing kung fu to the extreme.

Jiang Wen, who was fighting against the gray-robed man, felt even more obvious. He relied on Beiming Zhenqi to protect his body, so that there was no danger of mad vomiting blood and all veins being destroyed in such a simple fight. The strength is getting stronger and stronger, gradually becoming one from the head to the feet, and the upside-down flow is like a converging rotation.

Jiang Wen thought at first that the other party was using Tai Chi Kung Fu, but he quickly denied this guess. This person obviously only brought a kind of "integrity", just like the "Tai Chi Classic" said: " There should be no flaws, no bumps, no discontinuities."

More specifically, the so-called whole energy is not exclusive to Tai Chi, but only relies on the rigor of the boxing method, so that when the body exerts force, each fulcrum of the triangle moves at the same time, and each side shortens or extends at the same time, so that the deformation and force are stable. , the shot was completely intact.

Jiang Wen relied on his unparalleled martial arts attainments to see through the mystery, and gradually tested the opponent's reality with the strength of a single yang finger. Seeing that the moves had not completed an inch of skill, the expression of the gray-robed man gradually turned dignified at this time, and the strange-shaped fists of both hands were sideways from time to time. The palm is like a knife, using strength to fight against a yang finger.

The two of them practiced each other to the depths, the gray-robed man suddenly withdrew with a strange yell, tumbling like a jackdaw in the rain, occupying the treetops and quivering its feathers, and the whole tree was shaken by it, like a kite falling into the water and getting up on the shore. The boat shook, water droplets splashed, and the whole boat was shaking. At this time, he punched his hands like beaks again, and his intact energy surged up repeatedly. The huge force burst out through the gap, and the combination of body, waist and hands was amazing A sense of shock!
The gray-robed man only felt that he had hit the opponent with an unprecedented force, and he hit the opponent so firmly that his eyes were temporarily black and his body was exhausted.

"Benefactor, at such a young age, you have combined movement and stillness, distinction between reality and reality, rigidity and softness into one, and you have exerted infinite power with every inch of strength. You must have a family background in it..."

The hoarse and deep voices came from the old monks. There was no fluctuation in the few old monks who bowed their heads, and the power of Peiran seemed to spread into the deep part of the unbearable earth. He was also surprised, so he had to be honest. Said.

"What the seniors said is true. The junior Huang Liang was born in a small village at the foot of Mount Emei. What he learned since he was a child is only the simple martial arts taught by the elders. You are laughing at me..."

At this time, although he said modest words, his tone was full of self-confidence, obviously he was quite confident in his martial arts, and he also took all the compliments from the old monks.

"Why should the benefactor be overly modest, this hand of Zonghe Fist is absolutely wonderful, and the old monks are also eye-opening..."

"Zonghe Fist?"

Hearing Jiang Wen's comment, the gray-robed man muttered in amazement, and then quickly covered up his slight flaws with a calm posture, but unfortunately his every move did not escape Jiang Wen's sight——

Strange, doesn't this person know what kind of martial art he is studying?
The so-called "strength" of Zonghe Boxing refers to the burst of "elasticity" through the rapid contraction of human muscle tissue as just now. Parts of the body will cause the opponent to feel paralyzed like an electric shock, or be knocked down and thrown several feet away.

Zonghe Fist was supposed to be a branch of White Crane Fist, but the kung fu performed by Huang Liang, a man in gray robe, tampered with a good Crane Fist beyond recognition. Throughout his life, he has only practiced a few crop moves, but it is difficult for Huang Liang to comprehend the hidden "Zong He Jin" from them, and turn this kung fu into a magic.

The old monks were silent for a moment, and continued to speak slowly: "This martial art is infinitely mysterious, and the benefactor should understand it more. If you have time, you might as well go deeper into Mount Emei..."

When Jiang Wen said this, he didn't want to say a word more. He let Huang Liang, the gray-robed man, freeze on the spot and fall into deep thought, his mind was filled with these information, and he entered into mysterious and mysterious guesses.

"So that's the case, thank you seniors!"

In this regard, Jiang Wen is not talking nonsense, at least he has long known through Yan Yongchun and Yuan Ziyi that the five masters of the famous crane boxing master live in seclusion in Mount Emei. Her old man has something to do with it - as for whether this unlucky child can find Wumei Shitai, it's none of his business.

Just after dealing with Huang Liang's Zonghe Fist, another young man with a broad palm stepped forward and came to the front of the old monks sitting cross-legged, speaking in a rough voice.

"Old monk, I know that you are knowledgeable and skilled. I don't plan to make a fool of myself in public today, but I can't be a coward either!"

Before the words were finished, the Eight Immortal Swordsmen looked at each other angrily, and Huang Liang scratched his head embarrassedly. Obviously, both of them were bombarded by the map, and there was nothing they could do about this blunt guy.

The young man put on a posture indifferently, and shouted in his mouth: "As long as you can beat me by one move today, and then tell me the origin of my martial arts, I, Jian Fu, will immediately stop and do what I say."

"Amitabha……"

With the ringing of the old monk's desolate Buddha's name, the meaning of the present is self-evident, and Jian Fu, who looks like a farmer's boy, has also made a bold move.

Facing Jian Fu's menacing punch, Jiang Wen originally planned to use the soft palm force of Wuluo Light Smoke Palm to dissolve it invisible. After all, he has used a lot of martial arts today, and successfully shaped Xitan Temple into a Zen martial arts. Learning what the Holy Land should look like, you can't use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to overcome rigidity by habit.

But as soon as they fought, Jiang Wen knew that the person in front of him was not as honest as he seemed on the surface.After a few punches in succession, accompanied by a punch that seemed fierce and fierce, the hand that reached it turned out to be another cunning and vicious meaning. Taking advantage of the palm of the old monk, Jian Fu's left and right hands unexpectedly drew a punch at the same time. One by one, they continued to go retrograde along Jiang Wenzhang Road!

Looking to the left, I saw that Jian Fu's right hand was already facing upwards, and he was swimming forward to the left until it reached the throat and grasped the vital organs; when looking at the right, Jian Fu's left hand turned into a fist in an instant, and the palm was as fast as lightning Rewind all the way down and to the left, and immediately want to grab the old monk's waist!
These two palm techniques are extremely tricky and treacherous, hurting people by surprise, and attacking two vital points in parallel is impossible to defend against. Jiang Wen felt that the so-called four masters of the Pingxi Palace, the first two were just the preference of the ranks. Taking advantage of the weapons in hand, when it comes to Jianghu martial arts, the last two young people are probably the rising stars.

A cold light flashed in Jian Fu's eyes, and he was about to use all his strength to catch the old monk and break the formation, but suddenly he felt that his hands were stuttering, and a pair of skinny palms grabbed him instead, and pressed him imperceptibly On the acupoint, it suddenly became numb, sore and swollen, it was unbearable, and the move was broken after changing hands.

"The benefactor does not have a fist-shaped hand, but uses a palm-shaped hand. He can also practice poisonous snake spit letters without showing his traces. It must be a lot of hard work. It's a pity that the snake-shaped tricky hand has too many loopholes, and the old monks happen to know a little bit more. The Eagle Claw Method..."

Jiang Wenyun said in a fog, and at a glance, he saw that what Jian Fu learned was the secret serpentine hand from the inner family, but he didn't know whether he was limited by stealing the master to learn the skill, or the master died early, and his moves were rigid in the style of moves. , so he took the path of surprise and victory. Once you meet a knowledgeable master, you will inevitably be a little stretched.

"Eagle Claw Skill? I seem to have heard of it before..."

Jian Fu hesitated and refused to believe it, and pondered Jiang Wen's words.

But what's interesting is that because Jiang Wen was used to saying the name "snake-shaped tricky hand" casually, he thought that the other party would refute, but unexpectedly, Jian Fu also muttered to himself overjoyed. There is a feeling of being in love.

Then the two young masters looked at each other, the cunning in their eyes couldn't be concealed.

……What exactly is going on?These two people came together and had a close relationship. Could it be because they all learned shabby martial arts and practiced all unclear moves?

"Huh? No wonder these two people went around asking for advice, and finally broke into Pingxi Palace..."

The Eight Immortals swordsman Xu Chongzhen murmured to himself, he was from a famous Wudang family and guessed the truth at this time, you must know that these two people have outstanding understanding, and the martial arts they learned are actually hidden, they can be called God's love, this makes other hard-trained How embarrassing to be defeated by them in kung fu.At this moment, his teeth were itching with hatred, he only hated that he was not a blind monk, so that he could not see these two people and give them a kick.

At this moment, Jiang Wen understood that these two young people really didn't come to learn martial arts secretly, but because the old monk held back his previous moves, he planned to use his own skills to compete and break through the bottleneck of his own martial arts. Fan also secretly heard the origin of his own martial arts, and took advantage of the situation to plan a way for the future.

The expressions of the two young men were slightly cunning. If they really met the seniors in the world, they might not care too much at this time. The "Gentleman's Sword" Jiang Wenjiang Zilu recognized by the golden sword Luo Yuantong himself has been a disadvantage if it is cheap. Since ancient times, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands.

"The two benefactors, do you often exchange lessons and learn from each other on weekdays, feel that there are many references in each other's martial arts, and only hate the endless knowledge?"

The old monks spoke slowly, with countless desolations in their voices, and countless surprises were exchanged for the words.

Huang Liang and Jian Fu were taken aback when they heard the sound, but they didn't expect the old monks who had kept silent to speak again, and hurriedly asked, overjoyed: "Huh? How... how did the seniors know?"

The old monks sighed and sighed, naturally they would not tell them that the martial arts of the two obviously imitated each other.Accompanied by another stick of incense, the sound of wind, thunder, bells and drums sounded, and he replied slowly.

"The old monks cut their hair and went to the mountains in the early years without caring about the world. They wanted to take these things into the coffin, but they didn't expect to meet the heirs of the two families by chance. The retribution of the world is true..."

This time, even the Eight Immortal Swordsmen pricked up their ears and listened carefully, feeling that although the old monks sitting cross-legged in front of them were withered, they were as unpredictable as deep mountains and deep valleys, and what they were about to say would come out like water. , terrified.

"Amitabha... 30 years ago, the old monks had the honor to witness the birth of a martial art on Qingcheng Mountain, but it was neither a crane nor a snake, and it had eight unique steps..."

"Neither a crane nor a snake? Unique eight steps?"

Huang and Jian looked at each other, and vaguely guessed the origin of the first four words, but they still couldn't understand the deep meaning of the last four words. said the man.

"The so-called eight steps are the steps of the eight trigrams, like the shape of a yin and yang twin fish, like a snake swimming and winding, nine turns and eight steps intertwined. During his walking, his waist turns left and right like a dragon and snake, piercing through If the two benefactors can really comprehend the whole picture of this martial art, the old monks will have no regrets in breaking the precepts of the past..."

The sudden appearance of such detailed martial arts principles shocked everyone present to the point of hesitating to the point of disbelief. Huang Liang and Jian Fu instantly clenched their fists and grasped their wrists, their eyes widened with nervousness.Suddenly knowing that the martial arts of the two people beside him had this origin, Xu Chongzhen, the swordsman of the Eight Immortals, almost gritted his teeth——

He had also vaguely heard the rumors about the eight masters gathered in Qingcheng Mountain to discuss martial arts and created a strange and erratic "Eight Steps of the Snake and Crane". The door even disappeared in the rivers and lakes for no apparent reason.But now, listening to these old monks, it seems that they have witnessed the birth of this martial art? !

"Several seniors turned out to be...!
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Xu Chongzhen only felt that his breathing was a bit chaotic, and when he woke up and looked at the other two, he saw a trace of sincerity in the eyes of Huang and Jian. It seemed that in this historically dignified atmosphere, they were suspicious of each other The two parties, unexpectedly gave birth to a sense of sympathy and solidarity.

The three of them were blessed to the heart, and Universiade knelt down on the ground without hesitation, knocking their heads on the blue brick floor and making muffled noises all the way to the outside of the hall.

"This junior is bold, and I ask all the seniors to clarify your doubts!

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The people outside Wei Tuo Hall were shocked and couldn't figure out what happened inside to make such a weird noise. The remaining three masters didn't flee or fight, so they seemed to be fascinated by each other soul?
There was no sound in the hall, all dharmas disappeared, and the old monks fell into a long, unchanging silence, as if turning into six barren and ugly stone statues on the spot, without any reaction for a long time.The sense of time was infinitely magnified, and the three kneeling people almost thought that the monks had already disappeared into the sky because of leaking the secret, when they heard a faint voice ringing in their ears.

"Ahem, Amitabha, speaking of which, this martial art has some connection with your Wudang..."

A faint voice accompanied them, and the old monks closed their mouths and bowed their heads, but the words almost seemed to surge from the depths of the souls of the three of them. The green smoke and dust dancing in the air also brought back the light of this vanished ancient martial arts scene, Adds a touch of dreamy vibe.

"The so-called snake and crane can actually be interpreted as a tortoise and crane. The snake's tricky hands are actually derived from the turtle's shape, and the Zonghe's strength comes from the meaning of the crane. Just like the ancestor of Wudang Sanfeng saw the principle of Tai Chi from it, and the eight masters practiced it day and night. In the confusion of non-stop sparring and fighting, I ran into some sneaky and extraordinary things..."

"I sent Sanfeng Patriarch?!"

Another legend-like name quietly appeared, and the three kneeling people trembled all over, ready to wash their ears to listen to this secret story that had long been extinct in the martial arts world.

"Amitabha, that's exactly the case. In fact, Patriarch Sanfeng didn't tell outsiders that this martial art is related to a devil."

"In the martial arts world of the Yuan Dynasty, there was once a big devil who washed the rivers and lakes with blood. Countless masters died in a bloody battle with the devil. Only one master fought to turn the tide, but he also died because of it. Only two disciples left under him witnessed everything and inherited his mantle to create a new world. Martial arts, finally spread this martial art in the hands of Patriarch Sanfeng."

Xu Chongzhen knelt on his knees, his eyes were about to burst, and he said to Huang and Jian tremblingly, "That's right! I vaguely heard this matter mentioned by my master, and that was King Shuluo, a master of the evil sect who was respected as the former master of the Yuan Dynasty... "

The old monks seemed to turn a deaf ear to this, closing their eyes with palms together and rejecting all five aggregates. Their words, like the Buddha’s narration of [-] teachings, were just for the sake of stating the truth, and there was no other reason for the words, form and meaning.

"A defeated general is nothing to worry about. But you must keep in mind that one of these two senior masters is called Gui Xianren and the other is called Crane Immortal..."