Chapter 376 The fight between the civil and military
This shocked the world and weeping God’s fairy fight, the movement is not really small, Wudang Mountain up and down, probably in addition to a certain white monk’s daughter-in-law is still snoring like thunder, almost all of the cloak and get up, but without exception, there is no one to go over close to the hilarious.
The battle between Li Chungang Wang Xianzhi in Wudi City, the battle between the three great masters of Tai’an City, Xu Fengnian Deng Tai’a Cao Changqing, and the battle of Cao Changqing’s one-man attack on the city afterward.
As well as some of these peak battle of the jianghu event, have given people in the martial arts blood lesson, that is, not to that point, do not get involved in it, otherwise it is not negotiable! Want to go to those martial arts appraisal masters to point out the moves, difficult as heaven.
The real top martial arts masters do life and death struggle, will never give small fry shrimp in the side of the clap or a chance to startle.
The white-robed monk without the string of beads on his chest sat on the bench in front of the hut and quietly looked up to enjoy the moon.
The same white and tall woman appeared opposite him.
The white-robed monk did not look at her, but only said softly, “This heart drags on, and the world calls it bitter, but only you and I, we are happy in it.”
This leader of the world’s Qi Practitioners nodded and shook her head again, “You and I are the same, and different.”
The white-robed monk touched his bald head and lamented, “My daughter didn’t know where she heard an asshole saying from the foot of the mountain, saying that for women in the world, ten years to cultivate Song Yushu, a hundred years to cultivate Xu Fenian, and a thousand years to cultivate Lu Dongxuan.”
The one hundred year old but marvelous looking woman sadly murmured, “He doesn’t understand.”
The white-robed monk sighed, “More afraid of pretending to be confused.”
She suppressed that emotion and looked at the white-robed monk, “No matter what, I am a Qi Practitioner after all, I will follow my heart.”
The white-robed monk let out an oh, “Then the poor monk won’t invite you for tea.”
She asked, “Just so?”
Just then, the white-robed monk suddenly remembered the clear voice of a young girl, “Mother mother! Quickly wake up! Father is secretly meeting with his confidante again!”
The white-robed monk’s face changed drastically as he hurriedly stood up, “Tantai Patriarch, don’t go yet, help explain!”
Where would the woman who only cared about acting on behalf of the heavens pay attention to this bullshit faggotry, and directly swept away.
The white-robed monk stiffly turned around and saw the gloating daughter, the sleepy eyes of the stupid disciple, as well as the daughter-in-law who ran out of the house with a chopper in her hand aggressively.
The white-robed monk had a flash of insight and said in a serious manner, “That woman is over a hundred years old, she is not even in the same generation!”
The woman froze, “That old?”
The white-robed monk nodded vigorously.
The woman rolled her eyes and turned around.
I am as beautiful as a flower, at the very least, I am also a woman who is half old and still has her charm, competing with an old woman of a hundred or so years of age to be jealous?
Stealing a handful of cold sweat white monk glared at his own daughter.
She made a face, gasping: “During the day to mother tugging now still hurt!”
The white-robed monk did not have the good sense to say: “Father hard to save so little private money, who let you tell your mother? You’ve lifted a stone and stoned your own feet, haven’t you?”
The young girl froze, just as the white-robed monk was old and happy, thinking that his daughter’s conscience had come to her senses, he didn’t expect her to immediately turn her head and shouted, “Mother! Although that woman is old, she looks very young! Younger than you look!”
The room immediately resounded with an angry cry that was more majestic than a Buddhist lion’s roar, “What?!”
The white-robed monk silently raised his head and looked at the moon, guessing that this time Buddha could not save himself.
Buddha is probably really can not save this drinking and eating meat to marry the monk, but his stupid disciple suddenly enlightened, boldly and his teacher’s wife a lot of explanation, actually is the teacher’s wife persuaded to go back.
The white monk who escaped death rubbed his cheeks, smilingly called his stupid disciple to his side, “North and south ah, taking advantage of the moon and stars to have a clear mind, the teacher is going to pass on your difficult Buddhist teachings …….”
Little bald head sighed, “Master, you are also really, a big age, also do not know to collect heart. No wonder Master’s mother always told me and stuff in the past two days that flies don’t bite seamless eggs.”
The white-robed monk’s vajra fury.
Unfortunately, the stupid disciple is half afraid, but instead a board said, “Master, the Buddha said that against their own feelings of sentient beings, the rise of hatred and anger, there is resentment, need to observe the five righteousness to remove.”
The white-robed monk lost his temper.
Li stuff made a playful and cute pig face and wandered back to the house.
The white-robed monk was helpless.
Stupid north and south suddenly whispered, “Master, stuff actually a whole night to help you string that Buddha bead it, afraid of master mother know the rope is broken, and then to worry about chanting the impermanence of life, stuff even oil lamps did not dare to light, just through the window moonlight string beads.”
The white monk was full of joy, heaven forbid, “Master’s daughter well!”
In a good mood, the middle-aged monk laughed: “disciple ah, the teacher or continue to pass on your Dharma.”
The young monk is young but has long been two Zen Temple’s three Tibetan masters, whether it is the generation of the mountain door, or on the depth of the Buddha’s teachings, in fact, are deserved to be a high monk.
The little monk suddenly blushed slightly, sneaky: “Master, Buddhism will be put aside, or first hidden in the Han Taoist master side of the three taels of silver lent to me? Tomorrow I will give something to buy that Smoke and Willow Place Mian Yan Zhi to go.”
The white-robed monk waved his big sleeve and stomped towards the hut, “The moonlight is not working tonight, it is not appropriate to teach the Dharma!”
Only left a small monk sighing.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, the statue of Zhenwu Emperor took a big step to climb the mountain, and the purple gas rose.
At the top of the stone steps, Xu Fengyen was holding a mountain sealing talisman sword, fluorescent light flowing.
The Zhang family sage remained calm and composed, his hands hanging down, gently shaking his sleeves, “It’s really a nature that won’t turn back until it hits the south wall.”
Static thought movement, Xu Fengyen did not start the thunder and lightning rush, but like the Taoist aptitude in the shrinking of the ground, in an instant the figure appeared in front of the Zhang family saint, jumped up high, the body twisted and turned, a knife diagonal cut down.
The large sleeves fluttered, with the posture of an immortal supporting the swaying.
The Zhang Clan sage raised his arm, extended a finger and smiled, “The benevolent one enjoys the mountains.”
Xu Fengyen’s slash containing ten thousand pounds of astral energy was so stagnant that it didn’t even touch the old Confucian scholar’s finger.
Between the two, it was as if they were separated by the rolling hills of 100,000 mountains, a line apart, a stone’s throw away.
Xu Fengnian, whose body was in the air, almost simultaneously recited silently, “Open the mountain!”
His divine intent was Li Chun Gang’s “If the mountain doesn’t come to me, my sword will open the mountain”, and his stance was Jian Jiuhuang’s Six Thousand Miles.
The tip of the sword continued to press down, not like a breakthrough, but slow and firm.
A hand behind the Zhang family saint of the hidden a tail of auger dragon talisman knife, seemingly do not want to really touch, see the tip of the knife from the finger only inches gap, frowned, said in a deep voice: “Wise man happy mountain!”
The hand behind the negative quietly shook his wrist, halfway up the mountainside that washes the elephant pool, as if there was a green dragon drawing water, a magnificent water column as thick as the mouth of a well swiftly drew up, straight to the top of the mountain.
At the same time, the Zhang family sage did not give the young feudal lord a chance to withdraw his sword and retreat, from the single finger against the tip of the sword to the double finger clamping sword, “I would like to see if you are qualified to be the Beiliang Iron Cavalry’s co-owner!”
Xu Fengyen, who was holding the sword in his left hand, had his face as usual, his right hand raised and slapped down with a palm.
Wind and thunder shook loudly in the palm.
The immortal stroked the top to break longevity!
The Zhang Clan Sage had originally harnessed that long dragon of pool water to crash into Xu Fengnian’s chest, and had to slightly reroute to respond to the young Vassal King’s crushing palm.
Previously, the old Confucian had used a single palm to disperse the two sleeves of green snakes, destroying and destroying, with an overpowering momentum.
Xu Fengyen returned the color of this palm, no less, between the two, muffled thunderstorms, just like the two iron horsemen on the sands of the narrow road, the only thing to do is to fight to the death and not to retreat.
A few moments later, the saint’s vast weather involved in washing the elephant pool boiling, the water surface is already down more than ten feet.
The two men coincidentally switched between the old and new qi, the water column stopped, the Zhang family sage slid backward and retreated a few steps, Xu Fengyen floated down to the ground with his talismanic sword.
It just so happened that the True Martial Statue had already approached the top of the mountain and lunged towards the old Confucianist’s back.
The Zhang family sage did not turn around, but looked straight at the young feudal king with purple and gold eyebrows and laughed, “Good to teach you kid to know what my Confucianism means by cultivating the body and cultivating the character, and what it means to resonate with the heaven and earth with the vastness of the qi!”
Only to see the old Confucian gently stomping his foot.
The ordinary martial artists in the world, especially the external fist masters, are concerned about the inch strength through the earth to kill snakes and rats, the implication is that a foot stomping the ground, hidden in the depths of the ground, snakes and rats will also be shocked to death on the spot.
But Zhang family saint this foot but the sound of no momentum, but only like the countryside farmers in their own crops in a random stomp.
When the Dang Mo statue was about to reach the top, a clay statue suddenly appeared behind the Zhang Family Sage, tens of feet tall, seated in an azure position, flush with the top of the Great Lotus Peak!
This clay statue holding a scroll is far more familiar to the world than the Northern Xuanwu Emperor, who only enjoys incense in the Northern Liang Dao.
Zhang family ancestral hall, the capital city palace, Fu Zi Temple, the school palace, the academy, Li Yang map, nowhere to be seen.
Zhang family saint lightly flip palm, laughed aloud: “the sea changes, such as watching palm prints!”
The clay statue of the saint behind him then slapped the Zhen Wu statue with a scroll.
The scroll shattered, and the True Martial statue also burst apart.
Xu Fengnian softly droned, “Rise!”
At the place where the mud and wood debris were splattered, a gigantic golden-armored and hair-cloaked phallic figure stood up loftily.
One stood and one sat.
One is the Taoist Devil Swinging Heavenly Father who sits in the north, and the other is the Supreme Sage Ancestor who is worshiped as a god by the readers.
The battle between literature and martial arts!
The Zhang Clan sage laughed, ”Is this the world’s first grade of the Heavenly Image Realm proposed by Dafeng Gao Shulu, the Dharma Heavenly Image? I didn’t expect you to be able to support this spectacle with your only remaining personal qi, but it’s a pity that it’s a ragged portal poor preaching!”
The old Confucian’s smile deepened, “A showman meets a soldier, can’t reason with reason? That’s a good point that doesn’t make sense!”
The clay statue of the saint lifted an arm and flicked its fingers.
The True Martial Dharma Phase interlocked its fingers into a fist and slammed it down!
The old Confucianist said blandly, “I also have some Finger Xuan insights in my heart that I want to share with the world. Readers read, up to the world, in the temple pointing out the mountains, poor is good alone, pen turning books do not forget the original heart.”
Sage clay statue pointing to where, constantly appear the size of the temple building beams of snow white thick astral, true martial phantom of the arm was shot through, appeared a black hole.
When both fists finally succeeded in pounding on the top of the clay statue’s head, it was already disheveled.
Both arms of the True Martial Dharma Phase were broken and dissipated in the air.
The clay statue of the saint only shook gently, far from injuring the root of the intent.
Therefore, the young feudal lord’s purple and gold qi on his brow gradually faded away, the Zhang family saint’s qi remained unabated, and the saint’s clay statue was even more unharmed.
But the next scene, so that the old Confucian was not expected.
Loss of arms of the true martial arts phantom even tilted his head up, a foot on the stone steps, the body leaned forward, and then to the saint of the clay statue of a hammer!
The entire Wudang Mountain then trembled.