Everything starts with Datang Ssangyong

Chapter 272 Winning and Losing, Shimen Reopens!

The rivers and lakes are turbulent, and in less than half a month, there are rumors that the island master of Lanjiang and the "Master Yijian" of Gaoli fought in Huyue Gorge and lost both!

All of a sudden, this news caused a sensation all over the world.

It should be noted that since the moment when the three great masters passed on the martial arts outside the Central Plains, no one in the Central Plains or outside the region has been able to challenge the name of the three great masters for decades!
Whether it is the "Flying Eagle" Qu Ao of the Tie Le clan in the grassland, or the "Evil King" Shi Zhixuan of the Central Plains Demon Sect who is also the mysterious of the Huajian and Butian Pavilion sects, neither of them have much to challenge the three with their resources back then. The odds and grasp of the great master!

"Master of Swordsmanship" Fu Cailin has been shocking the outside world for nearly a hundred years. No matter in Korea or in the martial arts outside the Middle Earth, few people have the courage to challenge him!

The Great Sui Dynasty was so powerful that year, and it recruited elites from the Central Plains in order to conquer Goryeo. However, even so, it still ended up with the defeat of the three Goryeo conquests.

And the reason for this is related to Fu Cailin!

Now that Fu Cailin went to the Central Plains in person, he fought with Xu Ziyi and ended up losing both sides. Such news naturally shocked the world!

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that since the First World War, the pattern of the three great masters outside the Middle-earth region will be broken...

How terrifying is a young master who is less than thirty years old? I have experienced Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan's rivals in their prime, but I have the most experience!
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Just as people all over the world were arguing about this matter, the atmosphere on Lanjiang Island rarely became dignified. Even Xiao He'er, who had always been eccentric, became much restrained at this time, and was no longer as usual. .

As for the reason, it was related to Xu Ziyi's injury.

Xu Ziyi's return from the battle with Fu Cailin back then was true, but the injuries he received were worrisome...

Another day, the sun was shining brightly, Xu Ziyi was sitting alone on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, his hair was disheveled and his face was pale. It was obvious that his injuries hadn't healed yet.

Fu Cailin is proficient in the way of life, that sword is not just as simple as it appears on the surface, it contains his own unique spiritual rhythm and traces of the great way of perception.

Even Xu Ziyi's body, which was made of iron and bronze, could not completely resist the power of Fu Cailin's sword!
"Brother Xu, drink the medicine!"

Only Cheng Lingsu's familiar voice sounded, and soon the younger sister came over holding a bowl of freshly boiled herbal medicine in her hands, and beside her, Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao's two daughters also looked at Xu Ziyi expectantly.

Seeing this, Xu Ziyi had no choice but to smile wryly, pinching his nose and pouring his little sister's thoughts into his stomach.

Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao hurriedly asked nervously: "Brother Xu, do you feel better?"

"Minmin, Zhao'er, even if Hua Tuo was alive, the medicine brewed by him would not be effective so quickly!" Cheng Lingsu shook his head when he heard this.

However, she didn't mean to blame the second daughter in her heart, she knew how could the two of them not know this truth because of their ice and snow intelligence, but as the saying goes, care will lead to chaos.

"I feel better!" Xu Ziyi said with a smile.

His words are naturally false. How could the troubles left by Fu Cailin's sword be so easily resolved...

After a short time, I heard Xiao Heer outside the door saying: "Sister Cheng, Master Zhang is here!"

Hearing this, Cheng Lingsu's three daughters all went out to greet each other in person, and after a while, the white-haired and childlike Zhang Zhenren entered the room.

In the battle of Tiger Leaping Gorge, not only Xu Ziyi showed his might, but Zhang Zhenren's Taijiquan sword was also famous all over the world. It was the first time that the four famous monks all over the world admitted that their skills were inferior to others...

It was also thanks to Zhang Zhenren's action that Xu Ziyi was able to return to Lanjiang Island successfully.

"Really Zhang, brother Xu's injury needs your help..."

Speaking of this, Cheng Lingsu, Zhao Min, and Xiao Zhao saluted Zhang Sanfeng at the same time.

"I try my best!"

Hearing the words, Zhang Sanfeng looked solemn, nodded slowly and said.

Then the three daughters left the hut tacitly. With their three daughters' intelligence, it is natural to see that Xu Ziyi is pretending to be innocent, but among the three daughters, Cheng Lingsu's medical skills are undoubtedly the best.

But even Cheng Lingsu was helpless in the face of Xu Ziyi's internal injuries, because Xu Ziyi's injuries were far from ordinary internal injuries, and ordinary medicine stones alone had little effect.

Inside the hut, Zhang Sanfeng was calling for Xu Ziyi's pulse in person, but Zhang Sanfeng's expression suddenly changed when he held hands, because it didn't take too much time to sense a sharp sword intent in Xu Ziyi's body.

"Master Zhang, don't worry about it. Master Lu tried to use the Yi Jin Jing to help me dissolve this sword intent before, but I was almost seriously injured by him..."

Seeing the sudden change in Zhang Sanfeng's expression, knowing that the other party also understood his current situation, Xu Ziyi shook his head and smiled.

Speaking of this, Xu Ziyi slowly raised his left hand, and saw blood oozing from the tip of his index finger. Zhang Sanfeng looked at it intently for a while, but he didn't see it healed for a long time.

It should be known that with Xu Ziyi's current skill, such a small wound can be healed in a short time, but now it has not healed for a long time, which is naturally extremely abnormal.

"This Fu Cailin's understanding of the way of life is indeed terrifying. I seem to have healed from the trauma, but in fact Fu Cailin's remaining sword intent is still devouring life in my body!"

Looking at his fingertips, Xu Ziyi said slowly.

It seems that only a drop of blood oozes out of his fingertips, but in fact, the essence and blood in his body are slowly draining, and the time is short, which is fine. If it is like this for a long time, even if the vitality is as strong as Xu Ziyi, he can't stand the dripping water The consumption of stone wear!
"This sword intent is indeed terrifying!" Zhang Sanfeng sighed with his beard brushing.

Even with a hundred years of experience, he didn't know how to expel the remaining sword intent in Xu Ziyi's body...

"It's a pity that my wedding dress magic skill was not perfect at the beginning, otherwise this sword intent would not be able to do anything to me..."

Feeling the sword intent in his body stealing life all the time, Xu Ziyi couldn't help shaking his head.

With the overbearing and fierceness of the wedding dress magic skill, if it is as great as his, it will definitely be able to wipe it out of the body, and naturally it will not cause such a hidden danger...

Now that this remnant sword intent in my body is trying to steal my life, even if I make a great wedding dress in the future, it will be difficult to get rid of it as easily as it was at the beginning.

Unless he can take this magic wedding dress to a higher level...

As the saying goes, it is difficult to make further progress. With his current cultivation base, it is even more difficult to make a breakthrough, and it is even more difficult to make progress with the dominance of the true energy of the wedding dress magic skill!

And if it wasn't for his extraordinary physique, this residual sword intent would not only take away his vitality, but would take his life in an instant!

"There is no better way now, unless the stone gate is opened..."

Knowing that he had no good plan at the moment, Xu Ziyi could only shake his head.

"But although my injury is difficult to recover, then Fu Cailin's situation will only get worse..."

Speaking of this, Xu Ziyi suddenly turned his head and looked to the north.

For all things in the world, the solitary yang does not grow, and the solitary yin does not grow. The power of the wedding dress magical power is rare in the world even if it is placed in the world of Huang Yi.

Fu Cailin sacrificed his life to stab himself with a sword, and he was also injured by his own palm. Under the fierce and domineering true energy of the wedding dress magic skill, his injury would only get worse.

At the same time, far away in the "Empty Mountain Hermitage" in the Yumeng Mountains in the east of the Yangtze River, the concubine Shixuan dressed in men's clothes is more like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, and the whole world is transformed into a fairyland because of her fairy trail. .

However, she frowned slightly at this time, and saw that Fu Cailin, who was full of strange charm in the eyes of everyone, was sitting cross-legged in the hall with disheveled hair.

And Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling are approaching their full strength, with their rare yin and yang powers, they are trying their best to neutralize the violent flame in Fu Cailin's body.

But even so, Fu Cailin's complexion became paler, and gray hairs gradually appeared on his originally pitch-black long hair. It was obvious that his situation was still not very optimistic.

"Forget it, let me go to the Jingnian Temple!"

Faced with Fu Cailin's current injury, the concubine Xuan, who is the successor of this generation of Jingnian Temple, can do nothing at all. After thinking about it, the only thing she can do is think of the Chan Master Liaokong.

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Twelve miles from the east gate of Kaifeng, there is a small town called Houjianji.The town got its name from Hou Ying.Back then Hou Ying was the prisoner of Yimen in Daliang.There is a mountain in the east of Daliang City, which is flat and flat, called Yishan, and the east gate is called Yimen.The Yimen Supervisor is the guard of the East Gate of Daliang.

It was already evening on this day, and the villagers who came to the market from all over the place were carrying their own burdens and carrying baskets, returning one after another, when suddenly there was a faint sound of horseshoes on the northeast corner.The sound of hooves was approaching, it turned out to be a large group of people, at least two hundred riders, the sound of hooves galloped, and the riders galloped.Everyone looked at each other and said, "Most likely the officers and soldiers have arrived."

Some said: "Get out of the way, the officers and soldiers rushed over and kicked over the load, that's all, I trampled you to death, and I deserve it."

There were bursts of whistling mixed with the sound of hoofbeats.After a while, Hu whistle echoed eastward and westward, south to north, and there were whistles in all directions, which seemed to surround the Hou Jian group.Everyone turned pale in shock, and some people with more experience couldn't help muttering in their hearts: "Could Zhe be a bandit?"

Just when everyone was suspicious, they saw four or five healthy horses rushing towards the east of the market.The riders on the horse were dressed in black, wearing Fanyang bamboo hats, each holding a gleaming steel knife in his hand, and shouted: "Fellow townspeople, everyone stand in place and move a little bit, don't blame the knife for not having eyes." He scolded and patted his horse and galloped westward.

The horseshoe slapped on the bluestone slab, making a loud clang, which made people jump in fear.

The sound of hoofbeats didn't stop, another seven or eight horses rushed towards the west wing, and the riders on the horses were also dressed in black, wearing bamboo hats with the brim of their hats pulled down low.These people generally scolded: "Be obedient and don't move, it's okay, those who like to eat noodles will come out!"

The waiter at the grocery store on the street heard the words, but he didn't take it seriously. He still smiled and said, "What's the taste of Bandao noodles..."

He is usually used to being poor-tongued, and just as he was about to tell a joke, he didn't realize that there was no end to his sentence. Immediately, a big man swung his horsewhip, threw it into the counter, hooked the guy's neck, and along the way, there was a bang, Throw him hard into the street.

The big man's mount galloped forward, dragging the guy along.A horse came up from behind, its front hooves were trampled, and the guy wailed, seeing that he was dead.

When others saw this, they were naturally trembling with fright...

Five or six doors away from the grocery store, there is a sesame seed and fried dough stick shop. The hot oil in the oil pan is sizzling, and seven or eight fried dough sticks are placed on the wire rack.A grey-haired old man bent over, kneading flour into small balls, and pressing the small balls into round pieces, turning a blind eye to the thrilling tragedy in front of him.

He sprinkled some chopped green onion on the noodle cake, folded it diagonally, pinched the sides, grabbed some sesame seeds in a yellow sand bowl, sprinkled it on the cake, picked it up with iron tongs, and put it in the oven.

But at this sesame seed stall, there was a man in green shirt sitting slowly outside the shop, eating freshly baked sesame seed cakes as if no one was around.

This man looks only in his twenties, but his appearance is quite handsome, obviously he comes from a wealthy family, but now everyone on the street sees that he is still so sure about his identity, and they can't help but secretly worry about him.

It must be known that this group of strong men strike fiercely. This young man looks delicate and tender, and I am afraid that he can't even hold the other party's sword...

At this time, the whistling all around stopped, the horses stopped walking, and there was no sound in a market of seven to eight hundred people. Even the crying children were held down by their parents to prevent them from making a sound.While everyone held their breath, they could only hear the sound of a person's leather boots clicking, clicking, clicking, coming from the west along the street.

This person walked very slowly, and the sound of heavy footsteps was like stepping on everyone's heart.The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and at that time the sun was about to set, and a long figure was reflected on the street, slowly approaching with the sound of footsteps.

Everyone on the street seemed to be stunned, only the old cake seller was still making his sesame seed cakes.The sound of leather boots came to a stop outside the biscuit shop, the man looked up and down at the old biscuit seller, then glanced at the man in the blue shirt from the corner of his eye, and suddenly sneered three times, obviously very surprised that this world is so real Someone is not afraid of death!

The old cake seller slowly raised his head, only to see that the man in front of him was extremely tall, with a face as bumpy as an orange peel, full of pimples.

The old cake seller said with a smile: "Master, do you want to buy cakes? It costs a penny each." Picking up the iron tongs, he picked up a hot biscuit from the oven and put it on a white wooden board.

The tall man sneered again, looking sideways at the man in the blue shirt who was still sitting in the same place in front of him, he couldn't help saying: "Get out!"

However, his words have been on the ground for a long time, and the man in the green shirt in front of him still remains motionless.

"court death!"

In an instant, the tall man lost his expression, and grabbed the man in green shirt's shoulder with his right palm.

However, before he could make a move, there was a loud "bang", and the tall man suddenly flew upside down, and no one present could clearly see what was going on.

Only the owner of the coffin shop not far away looked dumbfounded at a person lying in his own coffin unexpectedly!

"You are so lucky to be able to lie in a good pear wood coffin!"

After the man in the blue shirt wiped his hands slowly, he looked back and shook his head.

"If I were you, I would hand over the things!"

The man in the blue shirt then looked back at the old cake buyer in front of him.

"Is your honor also here for that kind of thing?"

The old man who bought cakes couldn't laugh anymore, so he boldly looked at the handsome man in front of him and asked slowly.

His original name was Wu Daotong, and he was originally from the Jianghu. This time, he got something by chance, and he hid it here originally, because he wanted to meet that person.

Unexpectedly, two years passed in the blink of an eye, not only did he not see that person, but today he provoked the strongman from "Golden Knife Village".

He was going to refuse to admit it from the bottom of his heart, but today, his biscuit shop has an extra master.

Although his martial arts are mediocre, but he thinks his moves are not bad, this young man can directly send that tall man in Jindao Village flying ten feet away without even looking back.

Wu Daotong has never seen such martial arts, such inner strength attainments...

After thinking about it, Wu Daotong couldn't help but secretly sighed, and then he took out something from his bosom, which was black like a piece of iron.

"Mysterious iron order?"

After seeing the three big characters Xie Yanke left on the iron plate, the man in the blue shirt also changed his expression slightly, obviously recognizing the origin of this iron plate.

"The young master also recognized this thing?"

At this time Wu Daotong couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This seemingly inconspicuous piece of iron is the black iron token specially made by "Motian Layman" Xie Yanke to thank his three friends, two of which have already been used.

Now there is only one in his hand, and it has not been taken back. He got it by chance, and he wanted to use it to beg Xie Yanke.

"Boy, I advise you to hand over the things!"

At the same time, they saw that the long street was firmly surrounded by more than a hundred people, all of whom were holding swords and looked fierce, among them was a short and thin old man.

It's just that this short and thin old man is staring greedily at the black token in the man's hand with greedy eyes.

"Young master, take care!"

Seeing this situation, Wu Daotong's eyeballs moved, and after he cupped his hands and finished speaking, he rushed into the town behind him in the blink of an eye.

"Old man Zhou Mu is the Golden Knife Village..."

Seeing Wu Daotong leaving in a bad situation, the short and thin old man ignored him, and instead stared at the man in green shirt in front of the biscuit shop with a flash of his eyes.

"roll!"

It's just that Zhou Mu hadn't finished his sentence when he heard the man in the green shirt suddenly speak. What seemed like a light rolling word really shook the crowd.

Many people even fell down on the spot, and Zhou Mu did the same. He barely stabilized his figure, but now his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his mind was dizzy.

Just a word of prestige shocked him into a serious injury!
Shocked, Zhou Mu naturally understood that the man in green shirt in front of him was an expert he couldn't afford to offend, so he scrambled and led a group of people to escape from the town in a hurry.

As the saying goes, come and go quickly, and after a while, the whole town returned to its usual tranquility. Seeing the group of strong men leave, the residents of the town were relieved, and at the same time they quickly closed the doors of their shops. door panel.

In an instant, there was only one person left on the whole long street, looking very lonely and desolate!
PS: Datang's martial arts level is several grades lower than that of Bianhuang Legend, not to mention Shattering the Void and Turning Clouds and Rain!

(End of this chapter)