At that time, there was no light, a temple was demolished to the ground, and only a few Buddha statues stood in the wilderness, looking strange and weird.
Fan Yao and King Yin Ye looked at Ouyang Jiu with doubts.
Those two palms just now were powerful and powerful. This person must be no ordinary person, but why is he so unknown in the martial arts world?
The two men looked solemn, and with a move of their hands, their followers held up two swords.
These two people have exquisite martial arts skills. They rarely fight with others. Even if they do, they can defeat the enemy with their fists and kicks. Weapons are redundant for them. With the swords in their hands at the moment, they clearly treat the old and the young in front of them. , seriously injured and disabled, all listed as the enemy.
Fan Yao shouted in a deep voice: "Three of you, we are here only for the treasure of our religion. I respectfully ask the three of you to go away in vain. I have no intention of harming you. When the lost treasure is found, I will send you back to the center." Earth. If you refuse to listen to good advice, don't blame me for being so cruel."
Zhang Yuzhen said with a smile: "Your Majesty Fan is so tolerant and generous, which is admirable. My little lady, I will let you go. My legs were broken by you, so you have to carry me all the way."
Fan Yao smiled happily and said: "Of course, I will cure the girl's leg injury on the horse and buy two maids to serve the girl in her daily life."
Duan Ziyu said coldly: "Zhen'er, do you really believe their lies? Guangmingding is a land of tigers and wolves. Wherever you go, life and death will be decided by others, just like a lamb. What's more, I have heard that Fan Youshi's city is very deep and cunning. Infinity, don’t get on his pirate ship.”
Zhang Yuzhen said quietly: "If you go, you will not die, but if you don't go, it will make no difference. I caused the disaster, and I should bear the death. I have already tired you a lot, how can I let you get into trouble with me for no reason again." "
But I heard Duan Ziyu laugh and say: "Zhen'er, you underestimate me too much. The Duan family in Dali has never been afraid of trouble or death. Although I am unworthy, I will not insult the ancestral customs."
"If you just let them take you away, I, Duan Ziyu, will be nothing more than a seven-foot-tall man, and I won't be able to see my ancestors after my death."
These words were so heroic that Zhang Yuzhen's blood surged and tears fell from his eyes.
Ouyang Jiu clapped his hands and cheered: "Okay! The young master is a descendant of the emperor. If God can cut off the Duan family, nothing can be said. If God's principles are clear, the Duan family lineage cannot be cut off by human power. Let's look at Uncle Jiu."
Putting his two palms on the ground, he rose up, moved his palms like wind, and struck Fan Yao.
Fan Yao thrust out his sword and hit the Laogong point on his palm.
The sword's position is extremely accurate at all times, and the opponent's move has been accurately calculated, and the sword will pass through the palm of his hand.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Jiu's gesture moved up a few inches, his left arm shortened by half a foot, and his right arm suddenly grew by half a foot. Not only did he avoid the sword, but he also directly hit the Neiguan and Waiguan acupoints on Fan Yao's wrist.
Fan Yao didn't expect this, he quickly retracted his right hand, and quickly exchanged palms with Ouyang Jiu with his left palm. The two palms touched together with a pop, and Ouyang Jiu slapped his head with his left palm. Fan Yao had no choice but to abandon the sword with his right hand and hit him. Going up, the two palms were glued together again. The two people were actually competing for life and death with their internal strength.
With a click, the two green bricks under Fan Yao's feet were shattered into pieces.
Ouyang Jiu's legs were pointing toward the sky, and his body was upright, like Mount Tai pressing against the top.
Fan Yao was like Li Jing holding a tower, his feet already sinking into the ground.
He violently destroyed the opponent's internal force several times, but was unable to shake it off. On the contrary, he felt that the opponent's internal force was like a raging storm, increasing unabated, so he had no choice but to attack and defend on all fronts.
Ouyang Jiu's internal strength is actually no better than Fan Yao's, but since he has lost his legs, his actions are naturally greatly reduced. If he changes his moves, he will definitely lose if he doesn't use 200 moves. He has no choice but to take this strategy. Fight to the death.
His ancestor was originally the steward of Ouyang Feng, one of the five great masters of the Southern Song Dynasty. He was shrewd and capable, and won the favor of Ouyang Feng. He learned the skill of Xicheng Toad Kung Fu.
Ouyang Jiu accidentally stepped on a plate and walked into the house of a martial arts tycoon at night. He was seriously injured and left in the wilderness, dying.
Duan Ziyu's father happened to pass by, and he couldn't bear it, so he healed his injury with a yang finger passed down from his family.
Ouyang Jiu was grateful and joined the Duan family as a servant.
After Duan Ziyu's father healed his wounds, he lost all his internal strength and it took five years to recover. Unexpectedly, in the spring of the western year, enemies invaded and the couple were both killed.
Ouyang Jiu deeply understands his master's wishes and knows that it is easy to die generously for the master, but it is difficult to save and care for the orphans, so he breaks out with the infant Duan Ziyu in his arms.
For twenty years, I have been hiding in Tibet with my young master. It is difficult to describe the joys and sorrows.
Thinking that the martial arts passed down by the young master's family had already mastered it, how could his meager kung fu be enough to make the young master famous in the world and make him a traitor? When Duan Ziyu was twelve years old, he was willing to take a strange risk and broke into the Tomb of the Living Dead in Zhongnan Mountain with the jade seal passed down by the Duan family. .
He stole a Nine Yin Manual from the descendants of the Condor Heroes Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu. This kind of kung fu made him suddenly improve his martial arts. Otherwise, his original skills would not be comparable to Fan Yao and Yin Ye. A master like Wang faced off against the enemy.
At that time, he used the internal power of the Nine Yin Scriptures to use the luck method of the Toad Kung Fu, and he kept saying "Gu Gu" repeatedly, which was really similar to the sound made by a toad.
King Yin Ye did not expect that the two men would compete with each other in terms of internal strength as soon as they started fighting. He was horrified when he saw Fan Yao being knocked an inch into the ground.
He knew Fan Yao's martial arts skills very well. He was tied with Yang Xiao as the first master in the teaching, and was even higher than himself and Wei Yixiao.
Later, I saw that he immediately stabilized his body, and despite Ouyang Jiu's whole body shaking and violently destroying his internal strength, he remained like a rock in the wind, not moving at all, and then he felt relieved.
Although he had the intention to separate the two of them, he thought that he was not yet capable of doing so, so he stopped thinking about it.
Seeing that the two of them were still unable to decide whether to live or die, they raised their swords and walked towards Duan Ziyu.
Duan Ziyu didn't wait for him to approach, he attacked first and grabbed him with one claw. King Yin Ye raised his sword and stabbed the Quchi point on his elbow. Duan Ziyu used his old tricks and swayed around to his left, still grabbing with one claw. This claw is a real move, it's fast and ruthless.
King Yin Ye shrank his shoulders and leaned forward half a foot. Duan Ziyu suddenly stretched out his right arm half a foot like Ouyang Jiu, able to grasp the shoulder bone of King Yin Ye.
King Yin Ye felt the wind biting in his claws. He was horrified. Finally, he was superb in martial arts and reacted extremely quickly. Unexpectedly, his right shoulder suddenly sank another five points, and he slipped out from under his claws with a "fish off and wild goose" move. The pain in the middle is like a pinprick.
The Yin Ye Wang Fist struck out in succession, and both punches were in the same style as "The First Attack of the Yellow Dragon".
King Yin Ye learned from his father Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King, and his boxing power was the best among Shen Xiong. Only Shaolin Temple's "Hundred Steps Divine Fist" and Kongtong School's "Seven Injury Fist" could not compare.
Duan Ziyu didn't dare to test his sharpness head on, so he had to rely on his erratic movement to dodge in the west. His entire body was in severe pain from the punches, and he knew that as long as one punch hit him hard, this body would no longer belong to him, and the situation was extremely critical.
The King of Yin Ye threw more than twenty punches at once. He was greatly surprised when he saw this kid jumping up and down. Although he was in a miserable state, every punch he made was evaded by him in a strange way.
The more urgent the punches became, the more powerful the punches became, and the sound of the fists was everywhere in the west. The dozens of Mingjiao followers had retreated more than ten feet away to avoid being affected by the winds of the fists.
King Yin Ye punched out again, and Duan Ziyu hurriedly dodged, but he didn't know that King Yin Ye's punch was actually a feint and had no strength. He looked at where he was ducking and punched out again, faster than thunder and lightning.
Duan Ziyu's body suddenly folded, his feet were firmly nailed to the ground, the back of his head touched the ground, and his waist and spine were slightly straight. He had truly mastered the essence of "Iron Banqiao" kung fu.
The one punch that was sure to hit was in vain.
King Yin Ye couldn't help but secretly applaud. This boy's quick response was incredible.
First he missed a move, and then twenty more punches failed to produce any effect. This punch was deceptive and still failed to sell. Although the opponent could only parry and had no power to fight back, he still felt that he was losing his status as a master and continued to fight. The traces are close to being stalked by rogues in the market.
In the midst of hesitation. There was a slight pain on his back, like a mosquito bite, and he felt a chill in his heart. He knew that there was a hidden weapon on the Lingtai point. He didn't need to turn around to look, but he knew it was Zhang Yuzhen.
He kept saying this, with unknown fire rising in his heart. He turned around and jumped to Zhang Yuzhen's side. He punched her out with a punch, trying to kill her. Zhang Yuzhen's legs were broken, and he had no intention of evading, but no strength to move. He closed his eyes and looked miserable.
With a bang, Zhang Yuzhen felt that the punch had not hit him. When he opened his eyes, Duan Ziyu rushed over and took the punch forcefully.
This punch was delivered by King Yin Ye with all his strength, and it was even more violent than the previous twenty punches.
Duan Zi Yuyuan did not dare to fight with him on the palm of his fist. At that time, he saw Zhang Yuzhen was about to die. Without thinking, he flew five feet away and stood in front of Zhang Yuzhen like a meteor. Use your palm to receive the punch.
He heard a bang inside his body, as if all the bones, tendons, and flesh inside his body had been shattered. His vision went dark and he fell down. King Yin Ye ignored him completely and punched out again, hoping to destroy Zhang Yuzhen with his punch.
Suddenly, Fan Yao was heard shouting: "Don't hurt her!" But Yin Yewang punched out, using all his strength, but he couldn't hold it back.
A hand suddenly appeared in the air, grabbed Yin Yewang's fist, and pulled it back forcefully.
There were only two groans, and Ouyang Jiu and Fan Yaoji separated.
Fan Yao plopped down on the ground, but Ouyang Jiu was knocked away and landed among more than a dozen Mingjiao followers.
These dozen or so congregants were all very capable. They swarmed forward and knocked Ouyang Jiudian to the ground, unable to move.
The most shocked person in the center of the field was King Yin Ye.
He could never think of anyone in the world whose hands could pull back the punch he struck with all his strength. Even his most admired nephew, Zhang Wuji, could at best knock him back with the Nine Yin Divine Technique, or use the Great Shifting Technique of the Universe. It is impossible to move the punch elsewhere and pull the punch back like this.
Although Yang Xiao and Fan Yao are better than him in martial arts, their success lies in their variety of moves and proficiency.
With such a punch, they could only avoid its sharp edge, let alone pull it back.
You should know that although the effect of shaking the fist back and pulling the fist back is the same, the difference in skill is huge.
Therefore, he was dumbfounded for a moment, feeling that the five fingers on his fist were like iron pincers, and his heart was filled with despair, knowing that the other party could kill him with just one more move.
I heard someone laughing in my ear: "The King of Yin Ye is well-known in the world, and he is also a well-known man. How could he get angry at the injured junior today? It is too disrespectful to his status." The five fingers of the fist were already clasped. loosened.
When the King of Yin Ye turned around, he was face to face with the man, and the tips of their noses almost collided with each other. He jumped three feet backwards with his hands on the ground, but he saw that the man who came was sixty years old, with a golden crown and crane hair, a golden belt around his waist, a slender figure, and double arms. His eyes were clear, as if purple light was coming out of him, but he was a graceful and noble old man.
Zhang Yuzhen burst into tears. The man quickly held her in his arms and said softly:
"Good boy, good boy, daddy is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
King Yin Ye and Fan Yao were both surprised. They never expected that this cunning and weird little girl was actually the daughter of an old Taoist. How could a monk marry a wife and have children.
Zhang Yuzhen cried a lot and cried: "Dad, if you come one step later, you won't be able to see your daughter. Why did you come here? You almost killed your daughter." After saying this, he cried loudly again.
The man just comforted her softly, like a loving mother coaxing a baby.
Fan Yao stood up from the ground, looking extremely tired.
When I saw the skill of the veteran, I was amazed and overwhelmed.
With his and King Yin Ye's martial arts skills, even if they fight against the enemy with all their strength, the wind blowing and falling leaves around them cannot escape their ears and eyes. However, this old Taoist seems to be an illusion of a god, just like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace behind.
Zhang Yuzhen cried for a long time, and his clothes were soaked through.
Then he raised his head and said, "Dad, please kill all these bad guys quickly. My daughter's legs were broken by them, and Brother Duan was beaten to death for me."
The old Taoist's eyes suddenly shot westward, scanning the people in the Ming Cult, and King Yin Ye and Fan Yao couldn't help but tremble.
After a moment, Lao Dao's eyes returned to normal, and he said: "Is this guy on the ground the Brother Duan you mentioned?"
Zhang Yuzhen hummed, and the old man put down Zhang Yuzhen and said, "This kid is not bad, very good. Daddy will revive him first."
Zhang Yuzhen said in surprise: "Dad, do you think Brother Duan is not dead?"
The old Taoist smiled and said: "If dad were not here, he would be dead. If he didn't sacrifice his life to save you, I wouldn't care about him."
Zhang Yuzhen stopped the conversation and said: "Dad, please stop saying a few words and save people quickly. If you can't save Brother Duan, I will leave you without a daughter."
The old Taoist hummed: "It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, this kind of work is casual."
There was no hint of displeasure in his tone. He placed his fingers on Duan Ziyu's veins and took out a white wax-sealed pill from his arms. After crushing the wax seal, he took out a golden elixir the size of a soybean and put it into Duan Ziyu's mouth.
Then he tapped the "Jieche point" on his cheek, the "Lianquan point" on his throat, and the "Tanzhong point" on his chest, making the golden elixir roll into his stomach. Golden elixir.
Zhang Yuzhen said in surprise: "Dad, did you bring the 'Innate Fortune Pill' from home?"
The old Taoist spread his hands and said, "Don't worry now. Don't say that this kid is not completely dead. Even if he is dead, you can still take his life back from the hands of the King of Hell."
King Yin Ye cupped his fists and said, "Your Excellency's martial arts are extraordinary, and Yin admires them. I also hope that I can tell you how to become a master."
The old Taoist said calmly: "You asked me my name because you want to regain my reputation in the future. I don't want to tell the common people my name, but I might as well tell you.
"I am Zhang Chenggong from the Tianshi Cult. If you want to find me in the future, you can go to the Qing Palace on Longhu Mountain or the Tianshi Mansion in the capital. But you can't let me take action. But there will be someone to follow you."
King Yin Ye and Fan Yao looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They had become involved in the Tianshi Sect, and it was extremely difficult to end the matter.
Tianshi Sect was originally the "Five Pecks of Rice Road" created by Zhang Daoling and his grandson Zhang Lu in Shu during the Han Dynasty. It used charms to treat people's illnesses. It was very effective and many villagers followed it.
During the Three Kingdoms period, Zhang Lu used his followers to segregate Hanzhong, which the imperial court could not control, so he was granted the post of prefect of Hanzhong. Later, he surrendered to Cao Cao and was granted the title of marquis.
Since then, the Tianshi Sect has become more numerous and powerful. However, this sect is famous for its talismans and seal scripts for cursing water. Its specialty is to draw talismans to catch ghosts, eliminate demons, and pray for rain to eliminate disasters. It rarely gets involved in martial arts. Therefore, it is quite famous in the court and among the people, and few people in the martial arts know about it.
According to folklore, Zhang Tianshi, who holds a mahogany sword and uses hand skills to catch ghosts and subjugate them, is the leader of this sect in the past.
Fan Yao said: "It turns out that the leader of the Tianshi Sect, Zhang, is here. Although your sect and ours don't have good relations, they have never had any relationship for several generations. It's just a matter of mutual indifference. I don't know why your sect would bring trouble to my sect. I hope you can teach me.”
Zhang Changsheng said calmly: "It's just children who are fooling around, and I don't know anything about it. Fortunately, the little girl was not seriously injured, so you two don't have to mind. It's just a matter of smoke, so forget it."
Fan Yao saw that he was not older than him, but in his words, he compared himself and King Yin Ye to children.
The carefully arranged treasure thief at Guangmingding and their thousands-mile pursuit all became children's pranks.
He said angrily: "Although our sect is small, the important place of the main altar is not something that just a few children can sneak in and out of. This time is clearly planned by your sect for a long time and carefully planned, not to mention that the important treasure of our sect has been stolen. How can Master Zhang do it?" If you blame others, how can you explain this incident in just a few words?"
Zhang Changsheng's face darkened, with a hint of hesitation, and he said: "If I say you don't know, you don't know. You have to believe it or not. So what if you don't reveal it for the holidays? Do you want me to give it to you? Can’t you kowtow to apologize?”
Fan Yao said: "I don't dare. Leader Zhang said something serious. Since the leader doesn't know the inside story, it must be a subordinate of yours who makes the right decision. I also ask the leader to severely punish the mastermind and make it public to the martial arts community to convince people."
Zhang Shengcheng said: "This is a matter in my teaching. Rewards and punishments depend on whether I like it or not. How can I let you make plans on my behalf? If my subordinates had not acted inappropriately, how could I let you hurt my beloved daughter alone?" Leave alive."
Fan Yao and the King of Yin Ye discussed for a few words, and they both felt that since they could not defeat the opponent, it would be useless to show their courage and lose their lives. Not only would it not help the matter, but it would not let the people in the sect know who the opponent was?
Both of them suspected that Wei Yixiao, King of Green-winged Bats, had intercepted the Holy Fire Order midway and hid it secretly to covet the position of leader. Foreign troubles were a real concern, and troubles from the elbows and armpits were even more terrifying.
At that moment, Fan Yao said: "Master Zhang is so merciless, so we have no choice but to go back and report to the leader of our sect. We will deal with this after the festival."
Zhang Changsheng smiled lightly. He waved his hand, quite impatiently.
Zhang Yuzhen shouted: "Father, we can't let them go. You kill them to vent your anger on Zhen'er."
Zhang Changshang said: "Don't you think you've done enough nonsense? This time I'm so tired that I have traveled thousands of miles. Let's see how I punish you when I get back."
Zhang Yuzhen said: "Can you punish me to sit on your lap every day and count your beards for you?"
She knew that the trouble she had caused was quite serious, and she no longer dared to insist on letting Zhang Chenggong intercept these people.
Zhang Changcheng has two sons and one daughter. The eldest son, Yu Chu, has a unique natural appearance and is good at both civil and military affairs. In recent years, Yu Chu has been in charge of all the affairs of the church. The second son, Yu Qing, is fond of martial arts, especially the cultivation of internal strength. He usually sits in silence at banquets.
In his later years, he got a girl named Yuzhen, who loved her more than life. She held her urine like a pearl in her hands since she was a child. She pampered her in every possible way and developed a cunning and eccentric personality.
Every day she would either pester him to act coquettishly or tease her two brothers. The two brothers also loved her very much and everything depended on her personality.
This time she sneaked out, and the Tianshi Mansion was almost overturned. The Tianshi Sect devoted all its efforts to search, and Zhang Changshang personally took action, and finally rescued his beloved daughter in time from the Yin Ye King's fist.
Seeing that his daughter was not seriously injured, he was overjoyed, so he was quite tolerant of people in the Ming Cult.
He has great martial arts skills and is also very conceited. He rarely fights with others in his life, and he is not willing to start killing lightly, which will tire his own practice. Seeing Fan Yao and others leaving in panic, there was one person left on the ground, it was Ouyang Jiu.
Zhang Changchang patted open his sealed acupuncture points, but he could not speak or see. His face was like gold paper, and his energy was like a gossamer.
Zhang Zhongcheng quickly touched his pulse, and his expression was gloomy at the moment.
Zhang Yuzhen asked hurriedly: "Dad, how is Uncle Jiu doing?"
Zhang Changsheng shook his head and sighed: "He lost all his true energy, and suffered a fatal blow from Fan Yao. Now his meridians have collapsed. Even if Daluo Jinxian comes personally, he can only cry out and bear the burden."
Zhang Yuzhen was shocked when he heard this, started crying again, and said sadly: "Dad, your old man has great magic power. He should be cured quickly and give him an innate good fortune pill."
Zhang Changshang smiled bitterly and said: "My dear, outsiders don't know the basics of your father's ability, but you should understand at least seventy-eight points. You don't want to do anything you ask your father to do, but the manpower is limited and there is no way to save him.
"If there is an 'Innate Creation Pill', there is indeed a 20-30%25 chance. But do you think this pill is a 'Dali Pill' from charlatans? You can get as much as you want.
"To tell you the truth, we only have this pill in our family. If it weren't for the sake of this kid sacrificing his life to save you, he would not be able to enjoy this pill even if he died a hundred thousand times."
Zhang Yuzhen cried: "No, Dad, you have to save Uncle Jiu. Otherwise, Brother Duan will be so sad when he wakes up and sees that Uncle Jiu is dead."
Then he tearfully told the identity origins of Duan Ziyu and Ouyang Ye, as well as the story of how the master and servant sacrificed their lives to save themselves.
Zhang Changsheng felt moved with compassion and said with emotion: "The world is declining, and human kindness is becoming less and less. I never expected that there would still be such a righteous person in this world, so I will make an exception and fight with the sky. It depends on his fate." After saying this, He stood with his hands down and closed his eyes as if he were in concentration.
Zhang Yuzhen knew that his father wanted to kill Ouyang Jiu with the supreme magic taught by the Celestial Master. This is the special skill of the Celestial Master, and it can indeed win over the creation of heaven and earth.
However, the Tianshi sect belongs to the Taoist stream. Zhang Changsheng has always taught his sons and daughters to understand heaven and destiny, obey nature, and never act against the way of heaven. Even if they practice magic, they will inevitably be sent by heaven.
Now he has gone against the law because of the debt he owed to his daughter.
Zhang Yuzhen held his breath, fearing that making any noise would hinder the execution of the spell.
Zhang Zhongping stepped out with his left foot, and the general strong wind blew out from the sole of his foot. The wild grass more than ten feet away fell with the wind.
Zhang Zhongcheng's right foot was rotated in the middle, and he stepped out to the east, taking three steps in a row, and then took three steps in a row to the south. In this way, he stepped all the way to the west and north in an instant. His steps were like flowing water, and the strong wind was like a sudden strong wind, blowing the flowers and grass. fold.
At that time, it was the Chenpai time in the morning, and the morning glow was glowing like thousands of golden snakes dancing wildly. Suddenly the sky became dark, the floating clouds covered the sun, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky.
Zhang Changzheng pointed his halberd towards the sky, and there was a faint purple light shooting out from his fingertips. The crane's cloak was as full as a drum. The purple light seemed to be something solid, frozen in the air. After a while, a thunder exploded in the sky, and a bolt of lightning shot into the sky. Zhang normal finger tip.
Zhang Changsheng suddenly spun up like a puff, and his fingertips touched the Baihui point on Ouyang Jiu's head like lightning. Ouyang Jiu felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his body suddenly twitched into a ball.
Zhang Zhongzheng immediately landed on the ground, his two palms were as red as blood, and he spread Ouyang Jiu's cramped limbs like a piece of cloth. His palm movements were long and slow, sometimes stopping, pointing, chopping, dragon claw hands, phoenix hairpin hands, orchid brush. The acupuncture hand, in an instant, transformed into ten kinds of martial arts, and applied the technique on Ouyang Jiu's 108 major acupoints.
He intended to use extremely high magic power to reconnect his broken meridians.
If experts like Zhang Wuji, Song Yuanqiao, Yang Xiao, and Fan Yao saw it, they would definitely be shocked and admired, and would regard it as the ultimate martial arts achievement.
It's a pity that Ouyang Jiu's soul is still there. He only feels a burst of unbearable pain and a burst of heat like fire. It is said that he is in purgatory and suffering from the hell. Zhang Yuzhen has no interest in this at all and only cares about whether Ouyang Jiu can survive. .
Duan Ziyu turned around leisurely, and was surprised to find that all the pain in his body had disappeared, and that the true energy in his body was flowing continuously, not only the Rendu Second Channel, Yinqiao, Yangqiao, Daimai, Chongmai, etc., but also strangely. The eight main meridians and the twelve main meridians are all open at once.
These meridians are like ditches, lakes, and a network of stars in the body, and the inner breath is like sourceless water, rushing wildly in these ditches, ditches, and lakes, and the hair and nerves all over the body are trembling.
He listened to every word of the conversation between Zhang Yuzhen and his daughter, and saw the incredible magic performed by Zhang Changshang. He was still horrified, and suspected that he was a god. Although he had the intention, his body did not seem to belong to him, and not even his fingers were there. Can't lift it.
The inner breath was like a river bursting its embankment, an angry tide surged wildly, but it was overwhelming but unstoppable. After an unknown amount of time, it gradually calmed down and poured into the Dantian below the navel like a river flowing into the sea, condensing into a ball of dense purple light.
I could hear Zhang Zhongcheng breathing unevenly as he said: "After all, human power is invincible. Your father and I have tried our best to destroy my Taoist practice for twenty years, but it's a pity that all my efforts have failed.
"However, he is the only person in this world who has been able to personally perform this 'Shenxiao Tianlei Dharma' by me. He knows it well, so he can be regarded as an honor."
Ouyang Jiu screamed and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. There were many purple clots in the blood, and his clothes were stained with blood.
Zhang Changchang sealed his Tanzhong, Yunmen, and Quepen acupoints to stop his vomiting of blood. Zhang Yuzhen said in surprise:
"Uncle Nine is alive, Uncle Nine is alive."
Zhang Changsheng said sadly: "He only has one day to live. At sunset, his life will end."
Duan Ziyu felt great grief in his heart and jumped up. Unexpectedly, his skill suddenly increased several times. He jumped more than two feet high and fell down carelessly, almost falling.
He hugged Ouyang Jiu and said, "Uncle Ninth, Uncle Ninth, how are you?"
Ouyang Jiu opened his eyes and felt relieved when he saw Duanzi coming to life. murmured:
"Okay, finally God has eyes, and the young master is fine. Your uncle Ninth is going to see your father and your mother. I want to tell the master and his wife that the young master has grown up and has accomplished martial arts, and the Duan family will eventually be reunited. Zhen Wulin, the master and his wife can rest in peace."
Duan Ziyu's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he kept saying: "No, Uncle Jiu, aren't you very good now? Your injury will definitely heal. Don't leave me alone in this world."
Zhang Yuzhen couldn't help crying when he heard this, and he couldn't say a word of comfort in his heart.
Although she first met Ouyang Jiu, Ouyang Jiu died of serious injuries because of her, and the pain in her heart was indescribable.
Zhang Changsheng said slowly: "Mr. Duan, a person's wealth, life and death are often determined and cannot be forced by human power. Uncle Jiu came here to save my little girl. I am incompetent, so I feel very sorry."
Duan Ziyu raised his tearful eyes and said: "Senior's magic is profound. If the elder's magic can't save Uncle Jiu's life, the junior can only accept his fate. The junior's life was also saved by the senior, and he has been blessed like heaven, a great favor. Dare not say thank you."
Zhang Shengcheng said: "You still have one day to get together. If you have anything to say, please talk as soon as possible." After that, he picked up Zhang Yuzhen and carried her to a place a hundred meters away to treat her leg injury. Secondly, he also wanted to avoid suspicion.
Ouyang Jiu held onto Duan Ziyu's hand and said, "Master, don't be sad for me. On the day your parents died, I died as a martyr. The reason why I didn't die was to raise you up to continue the legacy of the Duan family." .
"For me, these twenty years have been a bare existence.
"Now I am lucky enough to have fulfilled the orders of the master and my wife back then, and can go to see them with peace of mind. You must know that in the past twenty years, I have been worried and trembling every day, lest you make a mistake, and lest you fail in martial arts.
"I have been very tired for the past twenty years. Death would be a great relief for me. What's more, if there is no such thing as today, and you have grown up, I should kill myself in front of the grave of the master and his wife. How can I have the dignity to live in this world again.
"Fan Yao's palm really helped me. You have understood the truth since you were a child. You must not take advantage of the bull's horns and grieve for yourself. If you hurt yourself, I won't be able to live peacefully underground."
Duan Ziyu's head touched the ground, choked with sobs and unable to speak, and his whole body was shaking.
Ouyang Jiu said with a smile: "I am empty in my belly, so I can't go and beg from the devil. You bring out a few jars of good wine, and you and I, my master and servant, will have a good drink."
Not long after, Duan Ziyu brought some jars of fine wine, ham, bacon, phoenix and chicken, and placed them in front of Ouyang Jiu.
Ouyang Jiu said loudly: "Little girl, if you and your father don't dislike me as a person under the spring, how about drinking together?"
Zhang Changsheng responded: "It's so disturbing." He came over with his daughter.
His medical skills are also really exquisite. Zhang Yuzhen is walking like a normal person at this time, and there is no sign of injury.
Duan Ziyu patted open the mud seal, and the aroma of the wine overflowed, extremely mellow, and poured it into a large Western cup. He tore open the phoenix chicken and the like with his hands and placed them on everyone's plate.
Ouyang Jiu raised his cup and drank it all in one gulp, and said, "Isn't it Zhang Tianshi from Tianshi's teaching?"
Zhang Changcheng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's just me, a heavenly master. I really don't dare to be one."
Ouyang Jiu couldn't hold his tongue, so he held up three cups in a row for a long time.
He laughed wildly and said: "Unexpectedly, I have to drink and talk with Master Zhang today. Heaven has been kind to me. I, Ouyang Jiu, will be honored in Jiuquan even after I die."
These words are completely true. Thinking about how respected Zhang's normal status is, when the emperor sees him, he will downgrade him to a courtesy, calling him "Zhenzhen" or "Sir", and treat each other as host and guest, not as monarch or minister.
All the princes and nobles in the capital were polite and courteous, and it was difficult for him to see him. When ordinary people saw him, they felt as if they were in heaven.
Ouyang Jiu was just a thief, and he joined the Duan family as a servant like Cangtou. Today, he got to have a drink and talk with Zhang Changcheng. It was such a blessing. How could he not be overjoyed for eternity.
Zhang Changshang said with a smile: "Brother Ouyang is over-praised. Zhang's name is only flattered by ordinary people. It's really insignificant. Brother Ouyang's skills seem to come from famous masters, and they seem to belong to the same martial arts class as Ouyang Feng's martial arts in the late Southern Song Dynasty." source."
Ouyang Jiudao: "The Celestial Master's Dharma vision is correct. My ancestors once served as the housekeepers of the old mountain master and were taught this technique, but they were not good at it. It made the Celestial Master laugh."
Zhang Changsheng smiled lightly. In his eyes, Ouyang Jiu's martial arts was not even comparable to that of a three-legged cat, but he had a good impression of him, so he gave him a few compliments.
Ouyang Jiu saw that Duan Ziyu and Zhang Yuzhen had sad expressions on their faces, but they were unmoved by the food and drink, so he smiled and said:
"The Heavenly Master is willing to go out of his way to drink with me, but you two pick up Qiao instead?"
The two of them had no choice but to drink and eat meat, forcing themselves to smile. Zhang Chenggang had been practicing Taoism all his life and had a very indifferent view of life and death, but he was also quite impressed by Ouyang Jiu's calmness and boldness.
At that time, the west wind was blowing coolly, the wild grass was blowing, the fragrance of flowers filled the air, and the crows were all over the western fields. Westerners were talking and laughing, just like a family outing and drinking together happily. Who would have guessed that this was actually a farewell wine.
The sky finally darkened, the dusk rose in the west, like smoke and fog, and the sun withdrew its last slanting light.
Ouyang Jiu held the wine cup in his hand, smiling and remaining silent.
After a long time, the wine cup fell to the ground with a clang, and his body fell backwards. A long time had passed.
Duan Ziyu screamed in pain, like a wolf howling or an owl cry, which frightened the tired bird returning to the nest and flew away with its wings and flew away.
Duan Ziyu fell on Ouyang Jiu, crying so hard that his voice changed.
Zhang Yuzhen shed tears and wanted to express condolences. Zhang Changsheng said: "Let him cry. He has been holding it in for a day. It will be better if he cries."
Several people came quietly from a distance, bowed down on the ground, offered filial piety clothes and hats, paper money, and fragrant horses. There were also a few people carrying a fine nanmu coffin. These people were all members of the Tianshi disciples and had been here for a long time. On the other side, on Zhang Changchun's order, he traveled more than ten miles away to buy these final things.
These people were familiar with the road, and skillfully put the shrouds on the deceased, put them into the coffin, and buried them in the ground. Within a meal, a large tomb was raised in front of them.
Zhang Changsheng and his daughter stayed with Duan Ziyu for more than ten days in a row. They saw that his grief became worse and worse day by day. Although Bai Duan offered relief, it had little effect.
When Duan Ziyu knelt down to worship, a small bottle fell from his arms. Zhang Yuzhen picked it up and saw that it was a small bottle made of a whole piece of mutton-fat white jade. There was a silk label with the Chinese characters "Shaoyang Shendan" written on it.
Asked: "Brother Duan, what is this?"
Duan Ziyu suddenly remembered it and said, "This was given to me by Master Emei Baijie. I carried it in my arms and forgot to read it."
Zhang Changsheng took it and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Baijie is really generous to you. This is Emei's treasure. Taking it can increase your power. Ordinary people would be embarrassed to ask for one, so she gave you the whole bottle instead."
Zhang Yuzhen said: "Is it comparable to that innate creation pill?"
Zhang Changshang said angrily: "Children are randomly comparing themselves to each other. Although this elixir is considered a treasure, it is comparable to Shaolin Temple's Nine Transformations Great Return elixir and Wudang Sect's White Tiger Life-Destroying elixir, and has similar effects.
"That innate creation pill was your ancestor who collected the elixirs from all over the world after your ancestors. It took ten years of time to refine it into a furnace. It only became three pills. Although it cannot make people ascend in the daytime or live forever.
"But it is a waste to use it to relieve illness and cure diseases. Life and death, flesh and white bones do have their own power. Mr. Duan took the last one. How can such a divine thing be compared with this earthly thing."
Zhang Yuzhen stuck out his tongue and said, "Brother Duan, this is an advantage for you."
Zhang Changsheng smiled and said: "But the power of King Yin Ye's fist is really unexpected, and the injuries sustained by Mr. Duan cannot be saved except by this pill.
"I was afraid that you would be beaten like this, so I asked you to sacrifice your ancestors and use this elixir. Mr. Duan will sacrifice your life for you. Giving it to him will be the same as giving it to you. Mr. Duan does not need to be grateful."
Duan Ziyu broke out in sweat, bowed and said: "This junior's life is all given by the seniors. I don't know how I will repay you in the future."
Zhang Chenggong waved his hand and said: "That's wrong. You save my daughter's life, and I will give you one back. This is a fair trade, no deception, no credit, no debt, no discount. If you are grateful, meaning.
"That means you look down on me and regard me as a mediocre person repaying a favor. Do you understand?"
Duan Ziyu said: "Junior understands."
Zhang Changshang said again: "It's a pity that brother Ouyang died unfortunately. But I owe you a favor. Mr. Duan, who were the people who killed your father and mother in the past? How about you tell me?"
Duan Ziyu knew that Zhang Changchang was going to take action to deal with a powerful enemy for him, so it would be easy with his martial arts skills.
Immediately he said: "This is the sworn hatred of the younger generation, and I dare not let anyone else do it. The younger generation must take it upon himself to kill the enemy, and only then can he comfort the spirit of the deceased concubine in heaven."
Zhang Changshang muttered: "That's the case, that's it. Now that you have achieved some success in martial arts, you might as well follow me back to the Tianshi Mansion. I will teach you for three years and guarantee that you will achieve great success in martial arts, so that your wish can be fulfilled."
Duan Ziyu's heart skipped a beat. A great master like Zhang Changshang was something you could only meet but couldn't ask for. Not to mention being accepted as a disciple by him, even if he gave him some tips, he would benefit a lot throughout his life.
Seeing Zhang Yuzhen's joyful and cheerful expression, seeing Zhang Yuzhen's delicate and beautiful face, I felt that I could spend time with her day and night, practicing martial arts and swordsmanship together. First of all, she was like a god, so I immediately wanted to agree.
He suddenly saw Ouyang Jiu's tomb, his heart sank, and he said sadly: "I lost my father when I was young, and Uncle Jiu left me. I should have followed the kind wishes of my senior.
"But as a descendant of the Duan family, I really don't dare to support other people's disciples. The family's Yiyang fingerprint has been lost. The younger generation has to wander around the world to find it. The kindness of the seniors is really hard to obey."
Zhang Changshang stroked his beard and sighed: "Come on, come on, even if I beg you once to teach you a set of sword techniques to protect yourself, wouldn't it be okay?"
Duan Ziyu said in fear: "Senior's kindness, I should bear it in mind. It's really out of self-restraint. I hope senior can forgive me. It will be a great blessing if I can learn the sword technique from senior."
Zhang Zhongping's color brightened slightly and he said, "Do you have a sword? I am never unarmed."
Duan Ziyu said: "Junior, I will get it now."
Not long after, an ancient-colored long sword with a golden mouth and a shark sheath was taken out from the secret room. After Ouyang Jiu escaped from the difficulty with Duan Ziyu in his arms, he became Feng Fu again. All kinds of things, as long as they are estimated to be useful to the young master in the future, They were all stolen, and there were a lot of eighteen types of weapons, and none of them were mediocre ones worthy of his patronage.
Zhang Chenggong drew his sword and looked at it, and he also expressed his approval. He said: "I only teach martial arts three times. You can understand as much as you want. Pay attention and watch."
At the moment, the left hand is holding the secret, and the right hand is holding the sword. The steps under the feet are still the "Heaven and Earth Harmony" Yu Gang method used in the past. The sword is like a dragon. When it is opened and closed, there is a faint sound of thunder on the sword.
After a while, after performing it once, he turned around and performed it again according to the posture. He performed it three times in a row, handed the sword to Duan Ziyu and said:
"That's it, you just need to practice according to the form."
Zhang Yuzhen said angrily: "Dad, it's only been done three times, and the sword moves are so complicated. How can he remember it? You can show him a few more times."
Zhang Changcheng said: "He is not a disciple of our sect. He has no chance to learn this set of swordsmanship. If I teach him three times, he has gone beyond the standard. The things that break the rules can only be done once and for all. You have such a deep connection with the demon sect this time." Liangzi, we have to rush back to arrange things, so that no one can catch us by surprise. "
Although Zhang Yuzhen was somewhat reluctant to let go of Duan Ziyu, he couldn't disobey his father's orders, so he had to go back.
Duan Ziyu looked at her affectionate glance as she left, and felt sad in her heart. She wanted to chase after her, but finally held back and watched the group of people walking farther and farther until they disappeared.
