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Chapter 153 Magical skills, put into destiny

On the top of Huashan Mountain, the curtain just opened.

But there was a storm in the martial arts.

Sima Wei, the head of Qingcheng, was killed outside Baidi City by someone piercing through his skull with a moon-breaking cone technique with the word "city eighteen broken".

Ma Dayuan, the deputy head of the beggar gang, died under his throat-locking hands, his larynx was crushed, his face was livid, his eyes were bloodshot, and he described it as extremely miserable.

Master Xuanbei of Shaolin, who has been practicing the Da Wei Tuo Pestle Technique, one of Shaolin's 72 unique skills, for decades, has a superb cultivation base.It just so happened that such a person was also smashed to pieces by the black hand behind the scenes with his own proud martial arts, the Great Veda Pestle.

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In a short period of time, more than a dozen murders occurred in various parts of the Central Plains.The people who died were all famous and amazing people in the martial arts.What's even more frightening is that all of these people were defeated by their own famous stunts.

Martial arts practitioners, because of their natural talents, want to practice a certain Kung Fu successfully, at least for ten or eight years, and at most for a lifetime.

Being able to use the opponent's unique skills to kill the opponent shows the extensive kung fu of the people behind the scenes.

There seems to be no such person in today's martial arts world.

After a lot of involvement, the target was finally locked on the Murong family in Gusu.

Because of Gusu Murong's family, martial arts are quite well-known in the Jianghu, and there is a saying that one should return the other's way to the other's body.

Besides them, who can have such ability?
The descendants of the family members of the deceased, hearing the news, rushed out one after another, and went to the south of the Yangtze River to look for Gusu Murong!

The same Shaolin faction whose sect was murdered, because the matter is not conclusive, even insists on the status of a master of martial arts, so it can't hold back.

And another Beggar Gang, the largest gang in the world, was filled with righteous indignation due to the death of the deputy gang leader, and directly released the word that they would go to Gusu Yanziwu to settle the score with Murong Fu in a month.

When the martial arts in the Central Plains was in turmoil, there was a rumor that originated from the land of Heshuo and spread to the Central Plains.

"On the top of Mount Hua, the Hall of True Martial Arts opens."

"Magic and unique skills, put into practice."

As soon as the rumors came out, countless people laughed.

I don't even believe that there is any Zhenwu Temple on the top of the bare Huashan Mountain, and I don't believe that someone will spread the magical skills to the world.

How can there be a good thing in the world, what if someone sets a trap?Traveling thousands of miles, wouldn't it be death.

In addition, the land of Heshuo is far away from Mount Hua, and under uncertainty, no one would mobilize people to rush thousands of miles away just because of a rumor.

Those who heard the news were all indifferent, and instead held the mentality of watching a joke.

Let's see if there is any idiot who will travel thousands of miles because of a rumor.

No one knew that at this time, a black-clothed boy who had not reached the weak crown quietly left the land of Heshuo with a three-foot green sword in his hand.

After traveling for more than a month, I came to the foot of Huashan Mountain.

Go straight up the mountain.

The boy was about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in black, with his hair tied up with hemp rope.He is described as indifferent and resolute, his faint eyes reveal aloofness, his slightly pursed lips make him look more decisive, and his back is as straight as a sharp sword.

"It's not a rumor. There are traces of buildings on the top. Is there really a Zhenwu Hall?"

The stone palace is built on the edge of the top, which can be clearly seen before reaching the bottom of the peak.

The young man quickened his pace and arrived at the foot of the peak not long after.

Naturally, I saw the ten large characters on the wall of the peak.

The young man leaned on the ground with his long sword, stood at the foot of the lonely peak, raised his eyes and opened them, the eyes were bright.

"In the world...Unparalleled Tao, in the world...No.1!"

Every word spit out from his mouth, his voice gave people a feeling of sharpness like a sword.

It makes people feel that this is an indomitable, resolute and decisive young man.

"Ok?"

"This is?"

The young man's eyes were burning, and he stared at the word "Tao" on the peak wall, watching it very carefully from beginning to end.

The resolute and indifferent face was slowly dripping with sweat.

"So fast, so cold, so terrific! There is a peerless sword technique hidden in the word "Tao"."

"Between the strokes, there are criss-crossing, and the swordsmanship changes extremely. The sharp sword energy is hidden deep in each stroke. The word "Tao" was clearly cut out by someone with sword energy. If you are not sincere in the sword, you will never feel it." not."

"Who has this ability? Could it be that this person is the master of the Zhenwu Palace who can carve letters on this cliff of tens of feet?"

The young man raised his head suddenly, his eyes piercing through the thick clouds.

At the same time, there seemed to be an inexplicable beam descending from the peak, staring at the young man unabashedly.

As if looking at something.

A young man with a pure mind and keen five senses.Grasp the changes in the outside world in a timely manner, and feel it instantly.

My heart was shocked: "Someone is looking at me."

Extreme edge!

Lin Pingzhi stood with his hands folded, his eyes fell on the mountain, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's such a high aptitude to be able to detect my swordsmanship hidden in the lettering. If you don't have a chance with that person, this son should be an excellent successor of my swordsmanship."

He started with the land of Heshuo and spread the news of Zhenwu Palace in order to find someone.

A man who was known as the weak champion, the three-foot Qingfeng and the heroes of Heshuo!
That man became famous after South Murong North and North Qiaofeng, and only after the two passed away, he showed his sharpness. His swordsmanship skills spanned several eras and had a far-reaching influence.

Counting the time, perhaps he was still honing his sword skills in the land of Heshuo in the era when the Central Plains was full of talented people.

It takes years to achieve anything.

"Could this son be that person?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at it from the top, but the young man at the foot of the peak began to find a way to climb up the mountain.

The road is difficult, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.The young man didn't even change his face, he put the sword behind his back, pursed his thin lips, and climbed up.

It can be described as full of courage.

Huashan has been famous for its steepness since ancient times. There is a saying that Huashan is the most dangerous mountain in the world.The summit where Lin Pingzhi stands is not only dangerous, but also majestic.

Like a heavenly pillar that suppresses the earth and towers over the sky.

As soon as the boy climbed to the top, he saw a long and tall white figure.

White clothes and white hair, the hair is glittering and translucent.Standing on the edge of the top with his hands tied, his skirts fluttering, he has a sense of independence from the world, and just a back view makes people feel amazing.

It was as if the entire sky on the top had become his foil.

In the boy's heart, there was even a feeling that the world could not contain him, this feeling startled him, he quickly took a deep breath to calm his mind.

"You...are the Master of Zhenwu Hall?" The young man stared at his back with burning eyes.

"I am." Lin Pingzhi said lightly.

"I heard that you have magical skills and skills, and you can teach them to those who are destined?"

"The magic skills are all in the hall. If you want, you can take it yourself." Lin Pingzhi put his hands behind his back and didn't turn his head.

It seems that he doesn't care about the secrets of martial arts in the temple.

"I... didn't come here for the magical skills in the palace." The young man pursed his lips and said stubbornly.

"Oh?" Lin Pingzhi became a little interested.

The young man said earnestly: "Even if you really have magical skills to teach, it may not be suitable for me."

Lin Pingzhi's voice sounded faintly: "Do you know how many martial arts secret books there are in this hall?"

Before the young man could answer, Lin Pingzhi said again: "Skills of weapons, fists and legs, internal training methods, secrets of body skills... There are more than [-] volumes. Each of them is enough to be called a magic skill in the world. You are a swordsman, and there are at least four peerless swordsmen's martial arts hidden here, don't you think you are not tempted at all?"

The young man's eyes flickered slightly, he may not care about other martial arts, but as a sword learner, how can he not yearn for the unique skills of a peerless swordsman.

"If I say tempted, will you give it all to me?"

"Others can only take one, but you can make an exception. If you want, I can give you all the swordsmanship in the temple."

call!
The boy's breathing was a little heavy.

But soon, he changed back to his original form: "Why can I be an exception?"

"Because you are a person who is sincere to the sword. There are no three people like you in the whole world."

Lin Pingzhi sighed faintly, in this era when martial arts are so prosperous, it is really a pity that someone can reach the height of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue with swordsmanship.

"So it is."

The young man nodded, and then said something that surprised Lin Pingzhi: "Then I don't want it."

"You really don't want it?" Lin Pingzhi was a little surprised. Just now he clearly felt that the young man's heart was moving.

"No." The young man cut his teeth.

"Why?" Lin Pingzhi became interested.

"I have a sword!" The young man took off the three-foot green sword on his back and held it in his hand.

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said, "Heh, are you confident that your swordsmanship can stand shoulder to shoulder with them?"

"Not now, but in the future." The young man said resolutely.

Lin Pingzhi didn't say anything, but asked, "Since that's the case, why did you come here? Why bother to climb to the top of the mountain?"

"I thought that as soon as the rumors came out, many people would come here. I came here just to see the grand occasion of martial arts in the Central Plains, but I didn't expect that I was the only one who came here. I climbed to the top of the mountain. Because I saw a sword technique in the lettering at the foot of the mountain."

"You are really interesting. Where did you come from? What's your name?" Lin Pingzhi turned around.

When the young man saw his face clearly, his pupils couldn't help opening.This person... is really extraordinary, unlike ordinary people, he has the appearance of a heavenly man.

"He Shuo came here, named Dugu!"

(End of this chapter)