Chapter 146 The Confucian Sheng Huishan shows his magical powers, and the sword god returns to the earthly realm
Before the destruction of the Forbidden Mountain Villa, Huishan Xuanyuan was called the Northern Brother Shunan Xuanyuan. He has a long history of martial arts and learns from others’ strengths. The descendants of Huishan have eliminated several exquisite and unique techniques, and the elders cultivate their younger generations, and most of them teach according to their aptitude. Xuanyuan National Vessel was praised by experts as having a congenital sword body since childhood, so he learned sword early; as for the three generations of contemporary Jing, according to custom, they would capture Zhou at the age of one year, and the three of them were different. Xuanyuan Jingcheng captured a book “Spring and Autumn”, and Xuanyuan Jingyi and Xuanyuan Jingxuan captured two martial arts secrets; in the next generation, because of the many descendants, it became more and more complicated, Xuanyuan Qingfeng held a jade Ruyi, and Xuanyuan Jingyi’s eldest son Xuanyuan Qingmang chose a string of bells, which were strange and strange. Although this generation of children have their own rifts, they are still close to each other, and they are not a fight. They can drink a cup of guinea pig wine and a pot of Mingqian tea every now and then.
Xu Fengnian was about to ask, but the old sword god tilted his head and scratched his ears. It seemed that he had no sense of accomplishment because he could not take out his earwax. He said unhappily: “I opened my eyes and saw clearly. The next two people competed with each other, and their tricks might be average. After returning to the simplicity, they were nothing more than simplicity. But the operation of the qi and the timing were the key. For example, our swordsmen, after all, it was nothing more than striking and picking horizontally and vertically. Why do ordinary people use swords to be rigid? A master swordsman can produce qi in the sword, and a sword immortal can take the head and hand it out. Unless he does it with all his strength, it seems to be extremely fast, but suddenly slows down, allowing the opponent’s expected move to fall into the empty space. When he changes, he will increase his speed sharply. Even if I had time, I lost the momentum of fighting in the first place. This is just the simplest truth. Masters fight with each other. Fighting strength is the foundation, and fighting wits, courage and ruthlessness are the wonderful things. I remember that when the number one master of Beimang went to the two Zen temples, he was blocked by a monk in white. The two seemed to have not really fought, and they didn’t make a move, but just stood still. A martial saint, a Bodhisattva who could have been the head of the Buddhist temple, was always napping and dazed. But I have to ask why Beimangzi, who has reached the peak of martial arts, didn’t he take action? Hey, this is the real wonder of the Vajra Realm. The so-called first-class Vajra Realm masters in the world today are far from being famous. Isn’t the dead Xuanyuan Jingxuan known as Vajra’s fingering mystery? Vajra is not undefeated! “
The heavy snow and full of rain suddenly became the rain and was suddenly brought up by Xuanyuan Jingcheng with its energy and flew into the air.
After the nine thunders, there were waves of thunder again.
A strange phenomenon occurred instantly, and the water was connected to purple thunder.
Li Chungang narrowed his eyes and said, “Boy Xu, don’t want your entourage to be affected by the fish in the pond and end up dead, so he quickly let them retreat. I only promised to protect your boy’s life. The rest of the people, thunder rolled down this day, and it was messy. I didn’t have the patience to block the natural disaster for them.”
Xu Fengnian waved his hand and signaled that everyone except Huang Man’er and Qingniao would withdraw from the snow-capped floor.
Xuanyuan Jingyi and two big guysThe guest’s mind was swaying. Even though he was used to the big scenes, his face was very pale at this time. Especially Xuanyuan’s respect, which was ashamed, was simply a heartbroken. The elder brother’s words to himself, “I’m a god on the land” were better than a thousand words of warning and threat. The realm of the land gods and immortals has been around for a hundred years. Except for the Longhu Mountain Qi Xuan Fen, which was recognized as a talent in heaven and man in his youth, is a figure in this realm. Even Wang Xianzhi, who occupied the second place in the world for 60 years in Wudi City, only dares to guess or have such magical powers, but still dares not assert. It can be seen how rare this realm of the land gods and immortals is. What is particularly mysterious is that this state of unity between man and nature is far beyond the other first level and three realms to guess. In the past five hundred years, some amazing talents in martial arts have reached the top, but they are often not lasting, just like flying geese stepping on the snow mud, but they just accidentally leave their fingers and claws on the mud, and they quickly return to the celestial phenomena. Few Qi Xuanjie ascended directly like this, which is why Qi Xuanjie is regarded as the only immortal who can rival Lu Zu in the past five hundred years.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng on the big ping was unexpected again, looking for distance, and fighting with the ancestor Xuanyuan.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Dapan rushed forward together. The latter had a straight line, and the wind and rain spread, and he jumped up to Xuanyuan Jingcheng and hit him with a knee. Xuanyuan Jingcheng pressed the ancestor’s knees with both hands, slid his feet back, and sputtered countless water. This Confucian scholar who was already extraordinary and saint did not want to remove this domineering force, but tweaked to the side. Xuanyuan Dapan’s burly body was still in the air. Xuanyuan Jingcheng leaned forward and smashed his elbow down, smashing his ancestor’s body onto the ground of the snow-capped floor. This was not enough. He kicked out and kicked Xuanyuan Dapan away more than ten feet away! Xuanyuan Jingcheng took advantage of the situation to chase him. Xuanyuan Dapan was kicked out, and his five fingers hooked and clawed into the ground, suppressing the trend of defeat. He slapped his palm and finally got up. When Xuanyuan Jingcheng bullied himself, his fists were blowing out!
Xuanyuan Jingcheng, with a faint face, held his hands at the enemy’s fists and stood firmly, but a large area of space behind him was squeezed by the huge atmospheric force and evaporated in an instant. Xuanyuan Jingcheng held up his gesture and said softly, “Send my ancestors to heaven.”
Xuanyuan Dapan’s body soared into the sky.
Thunder fell down in the sky.
A loud bang.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who was standing on the ground, was in power and was not at all forgiven. His palms slapped his hands together. The accumulated water that had flowed down the mountain on the edge of the snow-capped floor was like two green dragons attacking. The two dragons penetrated the sky on the big ping, shaking Xuanyuan Dapan, who was already busy circulating the air sea to resist the sky thunder, and exploded without any effort.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng took a little toe and flew into the air. After grabbing the belt of the ancestor Xuanyuan fell to the ground, he ran quickly. After running twenty feet, his feet stopped suddenly and threw Xuanyuan Dapan straight west, as if he wanted to throw this ancestor Huishan to the snow-capped floor!
As soon as he sent to the West
Xuanyuan Dapan’s body fell surprisingly when he was about to fly out of the Daxueping Cliff, and barely fell to the cliff. Finally, the rain was washed away by the face of blood.No longer the calm and composed demeanor of the great master.
The old man was waiting, waiting, waiting for the eldest grandson to enter the realm of a god from the side to exhaust his life! Xuanyuan Dapan’s Zhongtian Realm is obtained step by step. As long as the meridians continue to be removed, the Qi Sea will not be afraid of exhaustion. But the Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who was determined to bully the clan and destroy the ancestors, was different. Taking a shortcut to the sky would be like building an attic in the sky. No matter how majestic it looked when it was built, it would eventually collapse. Xuanyuan Dapan took a breath, and the chest and abdomen were burning like a fire, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow. This terrifying damage that hurts the degree of heart meridians has not been encountered for many years. It took him so long that he almost forgot about this pain. The last time he was on the Demon-Slaying Platform to compete with Qi Xuan Fen for internal strength. As for Gu Jiantang and others, the so-called loss is just a loss in one move and half of the move. Since he did not fight to the death, Xuanyuan Dapan lost not quite tragic.
Xuanyuan Dapan was about to hurry up and adjust his breath, but Xuanyuan Jingcheng came to his eyes leisurely. Xuanyuan Dapan heard the grandson who was a Confucian saint whisper: “It is like following good things, even if it is difficult to reach Kunlun. After evil, it is useless even if it is in Kunlun. Ancestor, you should indeed read the books that you regard as useless. Martial arts can be learned from secret books. If you want to achieve the realm of immortals on land, it cannot be accumulated by hundreds or thousands of martial arts secrets.”
Xuanyuan Dapan said angrily: “You are worthy to tell me the great truth!”
The blood stains in the seven orifices of Xuanyuan Jingcheng no longer seeps out, but are no longer scarlet, but shocking blackness, but the Confucian scholar still has a calm face. Xuanyuan Dapan swept across, and he stepped on the knee of the ancestor Huishan, causing him to fall to the ground in a mess and fall into the rain with a bang.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled and said, “If Xuanyuan Jingcheng talks to you, my ancestors can naturally treat it as a wind in my ears. But at this time, the immortals talk to you, why are you still so conceited and ignorant?”
A thick thunder happened to hit Xuanyuan Dapan landing. Fortunately, the latter felt a sense of his heart, and a rolling rolling around who didn’t care about his identity could barely escape.
Xuanyuan Jingyi was dumbfounded and his lips trembled.
The ancient sword on the waist of Xuanyuan National Vessel no longer dared to make any trembling sounds, for fear that the qi will lead to unpredictable disasters.
One moves the whole body.
The more you are, the more you can lead the world. Xuanyuan Guoqi knew very well that in this heavy snowy floor of Huishan, besides his ancestors, he was most likely to be affected by the aftermath of this catastrophe.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng coughed a few times. It should have been very mild, but the masters present looked particularly sharp and harsh in their ears.
Xuanyuan Dapan looked happy and his figure flew straight, and he no longer fought to the death. He just wanted to distance himself from Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the farther the better.
Face is comparable to the most important thing of life.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng did not pursue it. He looked at the entrance of the Daxueping, but did not see the familiar figure. His eyes were slightlyHe was slightly sad, and he covered his mouth, turned to look at the ancestor Xuanyuan, and asked calmly: “You have a last word left to the descendants of Huishan.”
Xuanyuan Dapan pretended to be thinking deeply and delayed time.
To be honest, Xu Fengnian admires Xuanyuan Dapan’s shamelessness. As a noble ancestor of Huishan, he is one of the top small figures in the entire world. However, he is both accused and a domineering wife and daughter. When facing the enemy, he ignores his status and status at all. Needless to say, his martial arts are excellent, and his face is even more amazing. Just as His Highness was full of thoughts, the middle-aged scholar who was called the Confucian Saint by the old sword god suddenly turned his eyes to him, and Xu Fengnian’s body suddenly froze, but for some reason the old man in sheepskin fur ignored it. Instead, he just stared at the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Demon-Slaying Platform, leaving behind a not-tall back.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at His Royal Highness, and coughed and said intermittently: “After handling the family affairs, Xuanyuan Jingcheng will tell Qingfeng about his martial arts experience. She will tell you later. I will give you the reward for your Royal Highness to come up the mountain today. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the chance to invite Your Highness to drink a pot of osmanthus wine. Qingfeng’s warm wine technique is excellent.”
Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at Xu Longxiang again, with appreciation in his eyes, “What a Vajra Realm, Li Baiyi of the Two Zen Temples is not lonely. Here Xuanyuan Jingcheng talks more, the little prince should not enter the celestial realm easily. After entering the Xuan Realm, he will be invincible in the world. It is important to know that if he enters the celestial phenomena, he must resonate with the heaven and earth. Every man is only thieves; the heavens and man are possessed with treasures, but suffer disasters.”