Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 563
"Hahaha, from now on, who will be my opponent?" Sima Teng was surprised and delighted.After venting, the whole body is comfortable.

This movement immediately attracted interested people.Sima Teng noticed that a murderous look flashed across his face, and when he was about to start a killing spree, his stomach suddenly felt severe pain, and he was sweating profusely.

His internal energy is far inferior to that of Ximen Jin. After absorbing Situ Kuang's internal energy, Ximen Jin took a lot of time to absorb it.He sucked the internal energy of the two of them at once, logically speaking, he should have exploded and died, but fortunately, he has both the internal energy foundation of the two families, and when he was vented, he did not explode.

If so, the pain in the stomach is just a small punishment, after which there will be a lot of pain. Once you fight with someone, after a long time, you don't know what the consequences will be, anyway, it will never be a good result.

He snorted coldly in his heart, and said: "Wu Shiming, Fang Jianming, Dacheng, you three will be remembered by this young master, at least half a year, at most a year, this young master will definitely let you die without a place to bury you, hahaha——"

Hold back the pain in the stomach, soar into the sky, and fly away.

Not long after they left, two figures arrived, descending from the sky, and shouted in Huaziliu's voice, "Old thief Ximen, take your life!"

Combined with the twin swords of "Bing'er", the pair of swords held supreme strength, passed behind Ximen Jin's back, and pierced through his chest, revealing the tip of the sword.

The two felt strange, why did Ximen Jin let them kill him without moving?

The two drew their swords, "Bing'er" looked suspicious, and looked at the situation in the field, looking at Ximen Jin and Situ Kuang.

Hua Ziliu asked: "Bing'er, is the old thief dead? What did you find?"

"Bing'er" took his hand, retracted the sword, and wrote on the palm of his finger.

Hua Ziliu was amazed, and thought to himself: "Didn't Sima Cheng be taken away by them? Why are there two dead bodies here, where is Sima Cheng?"

Although the two were shocked, they saw Ximen Jin's death, although they didn't die by their hands, but they also pierced two holes with their swords, which can be regarded as revenge.

The two knelt down facing the west, Hua Ziliu cried out with tears in his eyes: "Father, mother, and child are unworthy, and they have not avenged you until now. I hope your heroic souls can find peace."

He said again: "Master, rest in peace when you are old. Bing'er and I will never forget your great kindness and virtue. We will follow your advice and never come out to walk in the rivers and lakes again. Binger and I have decided that in the future, the first A boy, asking him to be surnamed Wei is our repayment for your old age."

The two hugged their heads and cried loudly, feeling both sad and happy.The great vengeance has been avenged, and nothing else is enough to cause trouble. Even if they were to die now, they would die together.

At this time, a figure flew towards them, and the two realized that they didn't know if it was an enemy or a friend, so they drew their swords out of their sheaths and stood ready.

"Brother Hua, it's me, younger brother Fang Jianming." Fang Jianming jumped to the ground and quickly identified himself.

After hearing this, Hua Ziliu said happily, "So it's Brother Fang, why are you here?"

Fang Jianming said: "I don't worry about you, I followed you, I didn't expect to follow the right path with you." He glanced at the scene, and said: "Oh, Brother Hua, you have finally avenged yourself."

Hua Ziliu shook his head and said, "When we arrived, they were already like this, and I don't know who killed them?"

Fang Jianming listened, went to look at the two people again, found something wrong, walked over, touched the two people's bodies, was shocked, and said: "Their internal strength is gone, what's going on? Where is Sima Chengren?"

Hua Ziliu smiled wryly, "We don't know either."

Fang Jianming thought for a while, and suddenly made a bold guess, and the conclusion he got made his heart skip a beat.According to the current situation, this speculation is not unreasonable.

The internal power of Situ Kuang and Ximen Jin was sucked dry, who did it?
There was no sign of Sima Cheng in the arena. Could it be that Sima Cheng sucked the internal energy of the two of them?
Isn't Sima Teng abolished martial arts?How could he do it?The two will let him suck?
Although he couldn't think of the key point, he guessed that Sima Chen must have used a trick, otherwise it would be impossible for Sima Chen to absorb the martial arts of the two of them.

"Bing'er" had been quietly listening to the conversation between the two. At this moment, she wrote something on Hua Ziliu's palm with her fingers, and her face blushed slightly.

Hua Ziliu suddenly realized, and said: "Brother Fang, I forgot to introduce you. This is my... wife who has never been married, Miss Shui Ru Bing Shui."

Fang Jianming clasped his fists towards "Bing'er" and said, "Jianming below, I have seen Shui Girl."

A faint blush appeared on Shui Rubing's face, and he gestured with his hands to show his friendliness.

Fang Jianming had a big question in his heart, and asked, "Brother Hua, did senior Wei really pass away? How do you know that Ximen Jin will come to Mount Tai?"

Hearing Fang Jianming mentioning Master, Hua Ziliu's face was filled with sadness, and he said with great pain: "Master stole the bride price from the lover's villa, and Ximen Jin really came to the appointment. This old thief's internal strength has increased a lot for some reason, Master After battling with him for hundreds of moves, he was wounded and came back with the wound. He was always depressed and frowning. I advised him not to worry, but he just shook his head.

In the evening, we stayed at the Lingjiu Temple in Dafu, Mount Wutai, and were entertained by Master Xuantong, who was a teacher and friend of his family.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Master and Master Xuantong called us to come to the meditation room, and Master actually wanted to perform the empowerment and pass on the power of his life to us.We listened, of course we wouldn't agree, even if we couldn't get revenge, we couldn't let Master do this.

The master seemed to know that we would not agree, so he pointed out our way, forced to pass on the exercises, and asked Master Xuantong to protect the law.Although empowerment can pass one person's skill to another, it is very dangerous. It is said that there has never been a precedent of passing it on to two people separately.

The empowerment given by the master comes from Master Xuantong, which is more wonderful than the usual empowerment.After Master passed on the inner strength to us, he passed away the next day.

We cremated Master according to his dying words. Just after finishing a ceremony, an old senior who claimed to read the script came and said that Ximen Jin had gone to Mount Tai and wanted us to come to revenge. After tidying up in a hurry, I rushed over.

From this point of view, the old man is indeed a strange person. Master Xuantong has been looking for a monk named Dacheng for more than ten years, and he said that this person will also appear in the martial arts conference.Therefore, Master Xuantong also came with us.I didn't expect this person to be here. "

The last time Fang Jianming met Wei Tianguo, during his conversation with Fang Baiyu, he heard that he meant to make his disciples perfect. Unexpectedly, this became a fact, and he couldn't help sighing secretly.

"Senior Wei's doing so is really admirable. Could it be that the old monk who went after Dacheng earlier is what you called Master Xuantong?"

"Exactly."

"What's wrong with him and Dacheng?"

"I heard from Master Xuantong that Dacheng and him were good friends. Although Master Xuantong is dozens of years older than each other, the two of them gather in Mount Wutai every year to discuss scriptures and Taoism. It is expected that Dacheng has ulterior motives. Thirteen years ago, He stole something from Master Xuantong and ran away."

Fang Jianming said angrily: "This great success should not be hateful, and bad things must never be done."

Thinking of one thing, I don't know if there is a real relationship between them, so I asked casually: "Brother Hua, who is Master Xuantong's respected teacher?"

Hua Ziliu was stunned, and said: "Master Xuantong's respected teacher has passed away for many years, what are you doing?"

Fang Jianming smiled wryly and said, "I saw Master Xuantong's martial arts is very strong, and his master must be a peerless eminent monk, that's why I asked."

This reason is very reluctant, but Hua Ziliu did not pursue it further, and did not feel that it was a rash answer to answer this question, and said: "Since you want to ask, I will tell you. I heard from my teacher that Master Xuantong's master's dharma name It's called Shenyin."

Fang Jianming felt excited when he heard this, and asked, "Does Master Xuantong still have a senior brother?"

Hua Ziliu said: "I heard from my teacher that Master Shenyin had two disciples before he was alive. The eldest disciple seems to be a member of the Tianbang. I know what his name is."

Fang Jianming was very unhappy, as long as he heard about his family, he would feel yearning and excitement.Back then, when he fell off the cliff, in the study of the beautiful monk Wen Ruowang, he learned that his grandfather's master was the abbot of a monastery in Wutai Mountain, and his Dharma name was Shenyin.

If there is no accident, this Shenyin is also Xuantong's master, and the two Shenyin are the same person.

Unexpectedly, my grandfather also has a younger brother, which is really great.

Seeing him in a daze, Hua Ziliu didn't know what he was thinking, so she couldn't disturb him.

Fang Jianming came back to his senses, smiled shyly, and asked, "Brother Hua, what are your plans now that you have avenged yourself?"

Hua Ziliu sighed: "I wandered in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, just to find my enemies. Now that I have avenged my vengeance, I will go back to the mountain spring with Bing'er and stop asking about the rivers and lakes."

Fang Jianming said: "This is the best way. There are too many disputes in the world, and the grievances are endless. It is not a long-term place at all."

Hua Ziliu said: "Brother Fang, although you and I haven't met many times, you have given me a good impression. I have introduced you as my best friend in my life. If you don't dislike it, how about we worship here?"

Fang Jianming was overjoyed and said: "Brother Hua, please accept my bow!"

Hua Ziliu pulled him up, Fang Jianming called Shui Rubing "Ms. Come find us when you are free."

Fang Jianming said: "I hope that when I go, I can hear someone calling me uncle."

After hearing this, Shui Rubing was ashamed.The girl seemed very shy.But don't tell me, she looks better than ordinary people when she is ashamed.

Hua Ziliu glanced at Shui Rubing, and said affectionately: "Bing'er, from now on, we can live in peace."

The water was like ice holding his hand. She couldn't express it in words, but actions were undoubtedly more powerful than words.

Hua Ziliu turned his head, Fang Jianming said: "Brother Fang, brother and your sister-in-law are leaving, if you meet Master Xuantong, tell him for me, and say that we are waiting for him at Lingjiu Temple in Dafu."

Fang Jianming said "Okay" and waved goodbye to the two.

After the two left, Fang Jianming couldn't bear to see the corpses of Situ Kuang and Ximen Jinbao outside, so he dug a hole and buried them.If the two of them knew something underground, they didn't know what to do.

After finishing all this, I walked back, and within a few miles, a voice came from the right: "Son, come to me quickly, I have something to tell you."

Fang Jianming was taken aback when he heard this, the voice was very weak, it was obvious that he had suffered an internal injury, and this person's voice was read from the libretto.

Who can hurt to read the libretto?Could it be Nie Huangjie?

Fang Jianming exclaimed: "Look, you are injured, who injured you?"

Saying that, he flied towards the direction of the sound, passed a hundred feet, but there was no trace of Kanban, he got anxious and shouted: "Look, where are you?"

"If you look up to the upper left, you will see a tree. After you jump on the tree, look to the right, and there is still a tree. After you jump on this tree, you will know where I am."

Fang Jianming looked up to the left, and he saw a big tree. He flew down on the tree, and when he looked to the right, he saw another big tree. From the outline of the cave, it is clear that the script is in the cave.

Exercising body skills, he landed at the entrance of the cave, leaned forward and entered the cave. When he entered the cave, he saw the singing book lying on the ground with a pool of blood.

"Look old, look old..."

After reading the songbook, I opened my eyes and acted as if nothing had happened. I wanted to laugh, but when I opened my mouth, blood came out of the laugh.

"I'm fine, don't panic." The voice was hoarse.

Seeing this, Fang Jianming felt even more heartbroken, and said, "Look, I'll heal your wounds."

"No, I..."

Fang Jianming didn't wait for him to finish speaking, straightened him upright, sat cross-legged behind him, channeled his true energy into the opponent's body, and healed him.After reading the libretto, he gave a wry smile and let him go.

He first mobilized the authentic internal strength of Shaolin Temple, but who knew it didn't have much effect, and then mobilized the true energy of Tianchan, not only had no effect, but even made the audience scream out in pain.

Feeling anxious, he mobilized the internal power of the "Great Sleeping Magic", and this time he found the right way. After reading the script, he felt that his injury had improved, and he was surprised.

The injury he suffered, logically speaking, there is no internal energy in the world that can heal it. I didn't expect Fang Jianming's internal energy to be effective.

However, the wound he got was extremely serious, and he suppressed it for many days, even if the Great Luo Immortal came back to life, he would not be able to heal him.

Fang Jianming wanted to save the script, so regardless of his own limited ability, he used his skills and did everything he could.His "Great Sleeping Art" has only been cultivated to the third level.

It is already very good to have such an effect, but if you want to go further, it will be extremely difficult.

Drops of sweat rolled down from his forehead, and he was gradually unable to do what he wanted, but he still refused to give up, with his eyes wide open, desperately trying to heal the internal injury of reading the script.

"Cough..." Juan Songben couldn't bear his anger, moaned all over, and spit out a mouthful of blood, half of which was black.

Fang Jianming let go of his hands and panicked: "Look, I...your injury...is all my fault."

(End of this chapter)