The bells and drums rang three times, and the third watch had arrived. There was still silence outside the hall. Zhu Yuanzhang looked a little pale, and Zhang Yuchu was also sitting upright, silently exercising his skills.
A person floated in outside the hall like a ghost, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu, it's been a long time. It's really difficult to see you now."
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up suddenly, his heart was pounding wildly, and he forced himself to calm down and said: "Is it Master Zhang? Please show me your appearance."
The man laughed and said, "Who would dare to come here and spread wildfire if it wasn't Zhang?" He rubbed his face casually and took off a human skin mask.
But I saw that this man had bright eyebrows and straight nose. He was a handsome middle-aged man with an elegant look and a free and easy manner.
When Zhu Yuanzhang saw it, he really had the right idea that made him uneasy. He was not afraid because he was protected by Zhang Yuchu and Duan Ziyu. Moreover, he had a bachelor and naughty temperament. When things came to a close, he was still very tough even though he was trembling with fear.
He bowed his head and said: "It is true that the leader is here, and Zhu has no right to be honored. It has made me miss him for so many years."
Duan Ziyu was suddenly shocked and said, "Are you the leader of Zhang Wuji?"
The man smiled and said: "Xiao Ke Zhang Wuji, Xianyun Yehe, the leader Yunyun has become an old man. Little brother, your kung fu is very handsome.
"It's just too spicy. I'll follow you all the way. I originally wanted to get rid of you to prevent you from poisoning the martial arts world, but later I saw that you have a good heart, and I gradually became more comfortable with you."
Duan Ziyu suddenly said, "You were the one who followed me when I rescued Fan Yao on Junshan Mountain."
Zhang Wuji said: "Not bad."
He said to Zhu Yuanzhang: "Brother Zhu, I think back then there was a popular saying in the martial arts world that 'the sword slays the dragon, the supreme martial arts master, relying on the sky and not coming out, who can compete with him?' Brother Zhu has now become the supreme master in the world. Do you still remember this Western saying?"
Zhu Yuanzhang was frightened in his heart and responded: "How dare you forget, but Zhu has not sorry for the common people in the world, nor is he afraid of Yitian's sharp edge."
Zhang Wuji said: "In the past, I established a religious rule at Daguangmingding. Anyone who fights, kills or fights with brothers in our religion will not be spared. Even though you are the emperor, you are still a member of the Ming religion."
"Why do we massacre our brothers so much, more than our foreign enemies? Even though I don't have the Heavenly Sword, I can't kill you with this dragon-slaying knife in my waist."
The voice was as cold as ice, and Zhang Yuchu and Duan Ziyu both felt a chill in their hearts.
Zhang Yuchu said with a smile: "The emperor is the supreme one in the world, and the Mingjiao should also be among the ministers. They did not abide by the rules of the ministers and openly rebelled. Of course, the emperor must eliminate the violence and bring peace to the people for the benefit of the people. There are three feet of law in the court, how can the Mingjiao's rules restrain the emperor?" "
Zhang Wuji said: "You must be the new Tianshi Zhang. I am handling Mingjiao affairs now, and you have no right to interfere. After I settle this matter, I will learn the skills of Tianshi."
Zhang Yuchu was frightened as soon as he came in. There were guards outside the palace. Although he knew they were useless, they could still be used as warning eyes and ears.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji slipped in without knowing it, and the guards outside were not aware of it.
Zhang Wuji's fame had shaken the martial arts world for decades, and he was recognized as the world's number one master. Although Zhang Yuchu was arrogant, he was slightly afraid of him, so he didn't dare to attack. Seeing Zhang Wuji in the nine deep palaces, he seemed to be wandering around. The indescribable calmness between Lin Quan and the demeanor of a peerless master made Zhang Yuchu heartbroken.
Duan Ziyu had long admired Zhang Wuji's reputation, but he was young and energetic and had few rivals. Hearing Zhang Wuji's words to get rid of him, he was dissatisfied and wanted to fight for supremacy.
Zhang Wuji ignored Zhang Yuchu's words and said coldly: "Brother Zhu, follow me to the Great Bright Summit. Let's gather all the brothers in the religion in front of Ming Zunling. As long as you are right, I will guarantee that you will come back unharmed." Be the emperor."
Zhu Yuanzhang knew that people like Yang Xiao hated him to the core. If he followed Zhang Wuji back, it would be strange if he didn't eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.
He glanced at Zhang Yuchu in panic, indicating that he would use force.
Zhang Yuchu was about to attack, but Duan Ziyu stood up, cupped his hands and said:
“I have heard for a long time that Master Zhang’s magical skills are unparalleled, and Duan Ziyu, a disciple of Huashan, dared to teach him.”
Zhang Wuji was slightly annoyed. He didn't want to think that he had not been around the world in these years, and no one listened to what he said. Even though Zhu Yuanzhang became the emperor, in his eyes, he was just a disciple of the Flood Flag, and he actually hired someone to deal with him.
He smiled slightly and said: "Dali's Duan family has been powerful in the southwest for more than a hundred years. Zhang Mou has to fight with the descendants of the Duan family. I am very lucky. Please."
Duan Ziyu said: "It's a violation." A sword thrust out, purple light shot out, and several dazzling sword flowers suddenly appeared in the air.
Zhang Wuji had not used a weapon for a long time. Seeing the terrifying power of this sword, he did not dare to catch it with his bare hands. He took off the dragon-slaying knife hanging from his waist, unsheathed it, and used the Qiankun Great Shifting Mind Technique to draw it outward.
Duan Ziyu suddenly felt the sword swing and was surprised. Zhang Yuchu praised:
"What a moving skill." He reminded Duan Ziyu to take precautions.
Duan Ziyu's mind froze, and he stopped concentrating. His sword was slightly deflected, then it froze in the air. He held the sword flower with his backhand and stabbed Zhang Wuji's right shoulder again.
Zhang Wuji was also shocked when he saw that his tried-and-tested Divine Technique of Shifting the Universe could not send his sword flying.
He hurriedly used the scabbard to cover the spine of his sword, intending to use his magical power again.
Duan Ziyu's sword suddenly turned in the middle and stabbed his throat instead. This change of move was swift and unparalleled, which was the mentality of Dugu Nine Swords.
Zhang Wuji said "Hey" and slapped the sword with his palm.
He was not sure whether this palm could shake the sword away, but the sword came so fast that there was no other way except to strike with palms.
Duan Ziyu knew that he had extraordinary skills, so he tilted his sword and stabbed his hand with the tip of the sword. Zhang Wuji took advantage of the moment of respite and slashed his sword horizontally. The swords met and the swords met, knocking Duan Ziyu back a step.
Zhang Yuchu secretly sighed: "It's a pity." If the sword hadn't been turned, even if it couldn't hurt Zhang Wuji under the sword, it would still make him panic.
Duan Ziyu screamed continuously, and the Xiantian Yugang's footwork under his feet was very familiar and flowing. He walked around Zhang Wuji's body, and the sword energy filled the air with a hissing sound.
Zhang Wuji did not dare to neglect, he pulled out the dragon-slaying sword, held the sword in his left hand, and the sword in his right hand, unfolded the Tai Chi sword technique, and moved in a circle, intending to move the sword first, and stopped with stillness. In an instant, people danced around him, seemingly tangible. In the circle of quality, Duan Ziyu's sword is like a gust of wind, and the first part of the palace is penetrated, but each sword seems to be piercing the cotton, but it can't penetrate.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind and thunder in the Qinzheng Hall, as if a thunderstorm was approaching. Several masters outside the palace had already heard the sound and came in. They could not help but feel guilty and terrified, fearing that Zhu Yuanzhang would be punished. However, seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang was closely watching the battle in the palace, they felt a little relieved and hurriedly surrounded Zhu Yuanzhang.
The two men fought for a while, Zhang Wuji's figure was enveloped by the sword energy of both sides, making it blurry. Duan Ziyu's body turned faster and faster, and the whistling and wind and thunder on the sword shook the hall.
Suddenly there was a click, and the two of them separated on the ground, but it was Zhang Wuji who cut off Duan Ziyu's long sword with the dragon-slaying knife, and the remaining half was also shattered by the Nine Yang Divine Art, leaving only the sword in his hand.
Duan Ziyu's face was slightly sweaty, he abandoned his sword and said in astonishment: "Master Zhang is really good at martial arts."
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "I didn't expect that after a few days, your skills have improved a lot. I relied on the power of the sword and did not defeat you in tricks. I came back to the world and saw such a handsome man. I am very relieved."
He did repel Duan Ziyu with the heavy and sharp edge of the dragon-slaying knife. He had always been upright and upright, and he spoke out from the first words and refused to take advantage of others secretly.
Zhang Yuchu stood up and said, "I'll come back to teach you." He casually took out a mahogany sword from where he sat down.
Zhang Wuji was waiting to get to the palace, so he grabbed Zhu Yuanzhang and left.
Although there were many guards in the palace, he didn't take it seriously. He broke into the palace a few times before, but there were too many palaces, and Zhu Yuanzhang's address was uncertain. , not to show weakness and run away.
Unexpectedly, he invited two experts. He had seen Duan Ziyu's kung fu in Junshan. Although he was appalling, he was still inferior to him, so he didn't care much about it.
I planned to pick it up within a hundred moves, but I didn't know that he was different in a few months. He was brave and diligent. Compared with Junshan, he was completely different.
His swordsmanship was so high that he had never seen in his life, and he was horrified. After five or six hundred moves, he had no choice but to use the power of the sword to cut off the blade.
The Celestial Master's teachings have the most famous names in the world. As a young Celestial Master, Zhang Yuchu is no small matter. Seeing the guards standing around him, he is not sure whether he can survive today.
Zhang Yuchu stood at attention with his sword, while Zhang Wuji hung the scabbard on his body, used the knife as a sword, and performed the Tai Chi Sword's starting position "Wanyue Chaozong". The two stared at each other for a long time, neither of them taking the lead in making a move.
The imperial guards were dumbfounded when they saw the battle between Zhang Wuji and Duan Ziyu. They really didn't believe that martial arts could be so exquisite.
Seeing the two of them standing facing each other, they both held their breaths and their hearts were pounding wildly.
Knowing that if these two people don't take action, they will be on their own, and if they do, it will be a thunderous blow.
Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Duan Ziyu had unimaginable martial arts skills as Zhang Yuchu said, so he felt a little more generous. With these two people protecting him, he expected nothing would happen, so he did not make any plans to escape.
Zhang Yuchu moved slightly and stabbed out with a sword. The tip of the sword flickered and his head trembled like a flower branch.
Although it was several feet away, the tip of the sword was wandering unsteadily towards the large hole in front of Zhang Wuji's body.
Zhang Wuji stood still, his eyes fixed on the tip of the sword. If his emotions were slightly lax, and an empty door was revealed, it would be difficult for him to strike like a thunder.
The two of them suddenly clashed with each other with swords, and there was a loud sound. Zhang Yuchu suddenly rushed in and struck out with his palm. Zhang Wuji caught it with his left palm. With a bang, it was like a huge thunder exploded in the hall, and everyone's ears were buzzing. The weak guard felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
Both of them were knocked back by the opponent's powerful palm force. Zhang Wuji took advantage of this shock and flew towards Zhu Yuanzhang. A guard rushed to intercept him. Zhang Wuji slapped his palm and hit the man on the chest with a bang. , this man's head looked like it had been struck by lightning, his internal organs were shattered, his skin was charred and his flesh was black, but it was Zhang Wuji who used the Great Heaven and Earth Shifting Magic to transfer Zhang Yuchu's Heavenly Thunder Divine Palm to his body.
The guards fought desperately to get on, Zhang Wuji's dragon-slaying knife danced like flying, and everyone involved had their identity compromised. In an instant, eighteen guards were killed by the dragon-slaying knife.
Zhang Wuji reached out to grab Zhu Yuanzhang.
The purple light appeared again in the oblique stab, but it was Duan Ziyu who snatched the guard's sword and flew to intercept it. Zhang Wuji swung the sword away. Duan Ziyu knew that his sword was extremely sharp, so he folded his body in the air, avoided one sword, and then stabbed out with another. .
Zhang Wuji held the sword with one hand and slashed at it, while still grabbing Zhu Yuanzhang with the other hand. The two exchanged more than ten moves in an instant, but Duan Ziyu was afraid of the sharpness of his sword. He was circling back and forth in the air, with no help at all. He had to rely on a breath of his true energy to hold him up, and Zhang Wuji couldn't free his hands to lift him up.
Even so, Zhang Wuji was distracted and delayed his attack for a moment, waiting to catch the person.
After all, he was a guard. It turned out that Zhang Yu first saw that the situation was critical, so he hurriedly pulled Zhu Yuanzhang out, grabbed a guard with his backhand, and sent him to Zhang Wuji.
Although the guard's martial arts skills were not weak, he was unable to fight back under Zhang Wuji's buckle. Zhang Wuji saw that he had caught the wrong person and was about to throw him away when Zhang Yuchu suddenly hit the guard with the "Heavenly Thunder Palm" on his back, and the guard was like a piece of cake. The bullet hit Zhang Wuji quickly.
Zhang Wuji didn't expect this. He tried to dodge but was unable to do so. With a bang, he was knocked back a few steps by the guard. He suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest and abdomen. When he lowered his head, he saw that his robe was scorched black. Fortunately, the Nine Yang Divine Skill protected the body and did not get hurt. Flesh.
The guard was struck by the "Heavenly Thunder Divine Palm", and his whole body was as black as charcoal. Under the collision of Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Divine Art, all his bones were broken into pieces, and a living person suddenly turned into a fire. Excavated remains.
When the guards saw this, they were all disappointed. They hated Zhang Yuchu for being too vicious and even sacrificing his own people to hurt Zhang Wuji.
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and groaned, Zhang Yuchu's personality was indeed similar to his, and the two of them had a tacit understanding. According to Zhu Yuanzhang's wishes, as long as Zhang Wuji could be removed, let alone a few guards, it would be a mountain of bones, which would be a great thing.
The guards were all in danger.
For fear that Zhang Yuchu would bring someone up as an intermediary for hunting cattle across the mountain, no one dared to step back, and everyone was trembling.
Duan Ziyu jumped down lightly, and couldn't help but feel sad when he saw this tragic image. He also saw more than ten corpses in the hall that were chopped into two pieces with dragon-slaying knives. They were bleeding. The Qinzheng Hall that ruled the country and brought peace to the world had turned into a miserable Shura. field.
He said coldly: "Master Zhang, you said my methods are too harsh. How many people must I kill before I can be called vicious?"
Zhang Wuji's chest was filled with energy and blood, and he was prepared to receive the first strike from the Heavenly Thunder God's palm, and immediately transferred it to a guard.
He was completely unprepared for this palm. Although there were guards in the middle, Zhang Yuchu used the power of hitting the cow from across the mountain. The palm force hit him through the guards.
Without the Nine Yang Magic to protect his body, he would really be like a bodyguard.
Seeing the corpses all over the ground, he had the most kind heart. Although he said he couldn't help himself, he couldn't bear it in his heart. He secretly thought that if he didn't kill all the guards, it would be difficult to take Zhu Yuanzhang out of the palace. To kill so many people for Zhu Yuanzhang alone would be unkind. Lift.
Moreover, Zhang Yuchu and Duan Ziyu may not be able to get through this on their own, and there is still the risk of being trapped in the palace.
Although Zhang Yuchu knew that he would have a hard time if he was hit in the palm, he was too famous after all, and he was afraid that he would come up and hurt Zhu Yuanzhang, so he did not dare to continue the attack and stayed by Zhu Yuanzhang's side.
Zhang Wuji took the opportunity to adjust his energy and blood, and said sternly: "Zhu Yuanzhang, although you can save your life, you may not be able to keep me. Back then, the Mingjiao could command the world to expel the Tatars, but today it may not be possible to raise the flag of righteousness and restore the country."
After saying this, he rose into the air and swept away outside the palace.
The guards outside the palace gathered to intercept him, but he used some force on his shoulders, heads, and even eighteen weapons. His feet did not touch the ground, and he flew away like a wisp of light smoke.
Zhu Yuanzhang felt relieved at this moment and ordered his guards to drag out the dead body for burial. He placed wine in the Yangxin Hall to thank Zhang Yuchu and Duan Ziyu for their great service in protecting the body.
After hearing the news, Empress Ma also hurriedly arrived and was overjoyed to see that Zhu Yuanzhang was fine. She was the most familiar with Zhang Yuchu, and immediately poured wine for them and thanked them profusely.
It was daylight after the banquet, Zhang Yuchu was left in the palace, and Duan Ziyu returned to the Tianshi Mansion alone. Zhang Yuzhen didn't sleep all night. He didn't feel relieved until he came back. When he learned that the enemy was Zhang Wuji, he was stunned for a long time, and Fang Hen Hate said:
"The Emperor is also vicious. If I had known that Zhang Wuji was looking for trouble with him, I would not have let you go. There are many people in the world who are Zhang Wuji's opponents."
When Duan Ziyu recalled Zhang Wuji's bravery, he was heartbroken and said with a smile:
"Although he is powerful, my eldest brother and I also drove him away."
Zhang Yuzhen said bitterly: "Brother is also troublesome. There is no reason to make such a strong enemy. As soon as Zhang Wuji comes out of the world, the demon sect will immediately gather under his command. Even if the whole country has the power, it may not be able to defeat it. Your little Huashan sect will have to suffer." have eaten."
Duan Ziyu was young and energetic, so he didn't take it seriously. The two returned to the building, and two maids came up to pull off their boots and undress them.
These two maids are Zhang Yuzhen's confidants, one is Caiyun and the other is Yeyun. Although they are not of national beauty, they are also of great beauty.
Being considerate, these are the two beautiful maids that Zhang Yuzhen said he wanted to give to Duan Ziyu.
Although Duan Ziyu was respectful and insensitive, the two maids were determined to follow him for life, and they both had the same intention.
Duan Ziyu is a romantic person by nature, and although he has no intention of entering the house, he still makes fun of him on weekdays. Although it is not as chaotic as it is, his lust and soul are as good as turning his clothes upside down.
Zhang Yuqing came after hearing the news.
These days, Zhang Yuchu was kept close by Zhu Yuanzhang, and all matters of the Tianshi Sect were handled by him.
Hearing Duan Ziyu describe the dangerous battle situation, he was fascinated.
Duan Ziyu sighed: "I hate that I have no sharp blade, so I am always subject to the dragon-slaying knife, otherwise I should be able to compete with it."
Zhang Yuqing smiled and said: "There is nothing we can do about it. The Dragon Slaying Sword can only compete with the Yitian Sword. Where can we find the Yitian Sword?"
Duan Ziyu said: "The Yitian Sword fell into my hand, but unfortunately it was broken into two pieces and could not be rejoined. How could it be as powerful as the Tuyou Sword?"
Zhang Yuqing said with great joy: "Is the Yitian Sword really in your hand? Not to mention breaking it into two pieces and turning it into pieces. I have a way to put it back together as before."
Duan Ziyu was stunned and didn't believe it, Zhang Yuzhen said with a smile: "No one has the skills of Tianshi Jiao, but this furnace smelting is unmatched. The Dragon Slaying Sword and the Yitian Sword are made of thousands of years of black iron. If there is black iron.
"You can make anything you want, but why didn't you tell me that you had this treasure earlier? You didn't even tell me. Tell me, what other treasures are there?"
Duan Ziyu smiled and said, "That's me."
Zhang Yuzhen spat: "I don't know how to be ashamed, I think I am a treasure."
Several people laughed, and Duan Ziyu and Zhang Yuqing agreed to select several skilled craftsmen to go to Huashan to replace the Yitian Sword.
A few days later, Master Baijie and the two elders of Huashan sent letters one after another, saying that the situation in the martial arts world had suddenly changed and asking him to return to Huashan as soon as possible.
During this period, Zhu Yuanzhang repeatedly asked Zhang Yuchu to pay his respects and asked him to stay in the palace as a prince or guest minister and take charge of the garrison. He expressed his sincerity in his humble resignation.
They were all rejected by him.
The Zhang brothers and sisters couldn't keep him, so they had to send him to the dock personally and set him up with wine to see him off.
Zhang Yuzhen's three maids had tears in their eyes and looked miserable.
Although Duan Ziyu couldn't bear it, he was concerned about the situation in the martial arts, so he hardened his heart, shed tears and boarded the boat, and sailed away with several swordsmiths from Tianshi Mansion.
Along the way, we drove day and night, alternating between water and land. Along the way, there were many disciples of the Celestial Masters who took care of the needs of the boats and horses. In less than a month, we arrived at Mount Huashan.
The two elders of Huashan, Zhan Chun and others were overjoyed and welcomed him up the mountain. Ning Caihe led a group of disciples to kowtow and say hello.
As soon as the banquet to welcome the wind and wash away the dust was over, Duan Ziyu watched the disciples of the two sects practicing their swords. Over the past few months, the disciples of the two sects had been practicing diligently. The Western sword formation had achieved a small success. The two sets of martial arts were combined into one, and the power was indeed increased by ten. More than twice.
Duan Ziyu felt relieved, and repaired and perfected the improper sword posture one by one to ensure that the sword formation was flawless.
He watched the Kunlun sword technique used by Zhan Chun again and pointed out its subtle and mysterious aspects that were difficult to understand. Zhan Chun practiced according to it and found that his sword skills had improved, and he was very grateful.
That night, in Duan Ziyu's dormitory, the short old man Yue Lin said: "I heard rumors in the world that Zhang Wuji, the leader of the Demon Cult who had been missing for many years, has returned to the world. People from the Demon Cult have gathered at Guangmingding. Do you know whether it is true or not?"
Duan Ziyu said: "That's true. I even competed with this great leader in the capital."
Everyone who heard it was shocked. After hearing what he said, they were still speechless. Yue Lin said:
"Unexpectedly, the master's magical skills are so great. I think back when our fellow apprentices joined forces with Mr. Kunlun Tieqin and Mrs. Ban, we were completely defeated by him.
"After so many years, his martial arts must have become even more superb. It is really gratifying for the leader to fight him officially for five to six hundred moves without losing."
Duan Ziyu said: "His martial arts prowess is certainly formidable, but what's even more worrying is that everyone in the Demon Sect respects him like a god. If he ascends to the top and shouts, the disintegrated Demon Sect will become a monolith again, making it even more difficult to deal with."
Gao Sicheng smiled and said: "What's the point? Leader Zhang Wuji is a benevolent and righteous gentleman. With him stepping forward to restrain his subordinates, the Demonic Cult may be reformed."
Yue Lin said: "This moment is the same as that moment. In recent years, every martial arts sect except Wudang has formed a blood feud with the Demon Cult. Even if Zhang Wuji is kind-hearted, he may not be able to let it go. The future of the martial arts world is worrying.
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "He is a human being, and I am a human being. I don't believe that the martial arts world in the Central Plains will be destroyed by him alone. Everyone only needs to practice martial arts well, and then there will be a vigorous battle. Success or failure will not matter. ”
When the two elders of Huashan heard that he was so heroic, they were less worried and left one after another so that he could rest.
On the morning of the next day, the swordsmith of Tianshi Mansion set up a blast furnace on the flat part of the mountain. The fire was raging, and the sword continued to rely on the sky.
The fire in the Shanyin furnace burned for seven days and seven nights, and I don't know what method was used to restore the broken Yitian Sword to the original state without even a broken line. It was really a miraculous skill.
Duan Ziyu held the sword in his hand and tried the sword on various objects. Not only did the sword break in response to the edge, but also the boulders and iron blocks were cut like tofu.
I was overjoyed and thought to myself that holding this sharp sword could rival Zhang Wuji's dragon-slaying sword.
Duan Ziyu originally wanted to go to the Shaolin Temple to question the Dali Vajra Finger, but he thought that the matter was not clear. Moreover, the Shaolin Temple has 72 unique arts. For thousands of years, no one has learned them all. He may not covet the Duan family's martial arts in Dali and go as far as the Western Regions to snatch them. Most of the martial arts secrets were produced by other tribes.
Thinking of what Zhang Yuchu said about the monks of Tianlong Temple, he wanted to go to the Western Regions to find out what happened.
The two elders of Huashan knew that there was nothing they could do to stop him. Since he had accomplished great feats and had the Heavenly Sword to help him, the journey was not expected to be dangerous, so they had no choice but to send him off.
Duan Ziyu rode northwest and arrived at Yumen Pass in a short time.
Looking at the desert yellow sand outside the pass, the setting sun is shining, as red as blood, and the occasional camel bells jingling in the distance, I suddenly feel desolate in my heart, thinking of the memorial written by Ban Chao, Dingyuan Hou of the Later Han Dynasty:
"I don't want to go to Jiuquan County, but I hope to be born in Yumen Pass."
After savoring these words, I couldn't help but cry with sadness.
On this day, I arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. According to what Zhang Yuchu said, I found a tomb. However, I saw the weeds were blurred and the wild haze was not repaired. I couldn't help but think that the tomb buried in it was my parents who could not even remember their faces and faces. He fell in front of the tomb and cried bitterly.
Suddenly he heard cluttered footsteps around him, and looked up to see more than ten monks standing around holding swords and Zen staffs, looking at him with both hostility and curiosity.
One person said loudly: "Wuna, what is the connection between you and the people in the tomb, why are you crying so sadly?"
Duan Ziyu stood up and wiped away his tears, saying: "This is the tomb of my parents. It took me twenty-one years to return. How can I not be sad?"
An old monk with eyebrows as thick as snow and over eighty years old came over to the crowd and shouted:
"There are a lot of people these days who pretend to be fake names. What's the proof?"
Duan Ziyu took out the heirloom jade seal from his arms and said, "This is an heirloom of my family. Master has seen it."
The old monk took the jade seal, looked at it for a long time, and then examined it carefully with several older monks. Then they struck and listened to the sound in the sun to distinguish the authenticity, and then said to Duan Ziyu: "Stretch out your hand."
Duan Ziyu didn't understand why, so he stretched out his hand as instructed. The old monk touched his pulse, took a long breath, and said:
"It's anti-Guanmai. It's true that the little lord is back."
It turns out that the Duan royal family has unusual signs, all of which are anti-Guan veins. Even if others can be faked, those born this day cannot be counterfeited.
When these monks heard this, they were suddenly shocked.
They guard the tomb here every day, and what they do is nothing more than this day. In the past twenty-one years, I have experienced countless hardships and hardships, but when I suddenly looked forward to this day, my mind felt like a blank.
A monk threw down his Zen staff, stepped forward suddenly, hugged Duan Ziyu, his face was filled with tears, and he couldn't say a word. With a strong movement of his arms, Duan Ziyu was thrown into the air.
The senior monks in Sanxi also cheered enthusiastically, and several elderly monks shed tears and sobbed.
When Duan Ziyu saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst into tears and choked up his words.
Seeing how crazy these people were, and thinking of how hard they worked every day, guarding the tombs of their ancestors in the wind and rain, I felt extremely grateful.
These monks were in a frenzy for a long time and greeted Duan Ziyu, but Duan Ziyu refused to return the favor.
The group of people came to a Zen temple not far away. The forehead of the temple was still "Tianlong Temple".
Duan Ziyu sat on the floor in the Buddhist hall and first briefly recounted his experiences in the past twenty-one years. When the monks heard about Ouyang Jiu's death, they all clasped their hands and recited a Buddhist verse:
"There are no clouds in all directions, it is clear and bright to the west, the breeze carries the fragrance, and the mountains are silent. I am very happy now, but I am vulnerable to danger. I have no anger and no worries. I would rather not celebrate."
The expression on his face was solemn and tragic.
After hearing about his repeated adventures and practicing magical skills, the oldest monk said:
"Everything my master has learned is the treasure of others, but his own treasure has not yet been obtained."
Duan Ziyu said: "I was in chaos when I was young. I'm lucky to have escaped with my life. The family tradition of one yang finger is really unlearned."
The old monk said: "My lord, there is no need to practice other martial arts today, but the treasure that I have guarded for more than a hundred years has been returned as a complete jade, and I am also free."
The old monk moved the futon under his seat and stretched out his fingers to shoot quickly at a spot on the wall. Hearing the chi chi sound, the finger strength was strong and mellow, which was the magic skill of Yiyang Finger.
As soon as the thirty-six fingers passed by, the green brick of the futon suddenly sank in, revealing a hole. The old monk fired thirty-six fingers "one Yang finger" in succession. He looked exhausted and said with a smile:
"This is still a mechanism set up by our ancestors. It can't be opened without one Yang finger, nor can it be opened without thirty-six consecutive fingers that add up to the number of days in the week.
"If it is forcibly opened by martial arts, the thousands of kilograms of gunpowder buried under the temple will explode immediately, and the area within a few dozen feet will be reduced to ashes."
Although what he said was plain and simple, as if he was talking about family life, Duan Ziyu couldn't help but feel horrified. He didn't want to sit on thousands of kilograms of explosives. If the old monk lost his internal strength in the middle of speaking, wouldn't he have no bones left? ?
The people who set up this mechanism back then were too vicious.
After thinking about it, this is nothing more than the meaning of dying together with Duan's martial arts. This heroic spirit is admirable and lamentable.
The old monk continued: "This secret has only been passed down to one person from generation to generation. It was passed down by the ancestor, the abbot of Tianlong Temple, and Lao Na, who was the abbot of Tianlong Temple. Hidden in the cave are Tianlong Temple's unique art 'Yi Yang Finger Pu' and the 'Six Meridians Divine Sword'." '.
"The Yiyang Finger Kung Fu has also been taught to old monks and others. However, since the creation of the Six Meridians Divine Sword Kung Fu, only Emperor Xianzong, Sheng Bayu (i.e. Duan Yu), was blessed with the miraculous fate to achieve this skill."
When Duan Ziyu and Zhang Yuzhen first met, he heard her comment on martial arts in the world, saying that the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" was the best in the world. Unexpectedly, this skill still exists for hundreds of years.
I can't help but feel my heart beat, like a greedy person hearing about delicious food.
Although the other monks are also responsible for guarding the temple and guarding the tomb, they know nothing about this secret, and they all listened with rapt attention.
The old monk took a few sips of tea to moisten his throat and continued: "The One-Yang Finger Technique can be learned by both monks and lay disciples. Only the abbot and elders of this temple can participate in the miraculous skill of the 'Six Meridians Divine Sword'.
"The lay disciples have never been passed down, and the country of Dali fell at the hands of the Tatars. The monk and guardian of Tianlong Temple moved away from his homeland and died here.
"The old monk Renren is the current abbot of Tianlong Temple. He has never seen this merit, and others know nothing about it."
Duan Ziyu wondered: "Even if you have this amazing skill, why is it not spread among the disciples like a Yang Finger? If you had practiced this skill during the imperial examination, how could you have died at the hands of a gangster?"
The words were expressed with great indignation, and the ancestral rules also disapproved of them.
The old monk smiled and said: "It's not that the ancestors kept it secret, but the fact is that this magical skill is too profound. If you don't have enough skill and force yourself to practice it, you will not only fail to practice it, but also do great harm to yourself.
Therefore, the former lord has not been able to practice it. It is actually due to his own lack of skill and it is not because the temple does not begrudge the secret technique. "
Duan Ziyu finally felt relieved and said with a smile: "You are ignorant and rude to master. Don't blame Meng Lang."
The old monk didn't care at all, laughed it off, and continued: "I originally thought that this treasure would be buried with me in the ground. Fortunately, my lord was able to return it, and he has practiced the Jiuyin Magic Skill to great success. I expected to be able to participate in the study of this magic skill."
After saying that, he pursed his lips and whistled, and for a moment, a giant snake head snaked out of the cave, with eyes like torches and poisonous beards hissing outside, and the whole hall was filled with air-conditioning in an instant.
Duan Ziyu was shocked. Unexpectedly, a poisonous snake emerged from the treasure cave. He reached out and drew his sword. The old monk smiled and said:
"My lord, please don't blame me. This is a treasure-protecting thing. I have been raising it for seventy or eighty years, and it has finally been put to great use."
As expected, they saw a giant snake winding up, bringing out a jade box from its body, and then it retreated back down and entered the cave again. Everyone was dazzled by the sight and found it difficult to swallow their tongues.
Duan Ziyu saw that the snake's body was as thick as a barrel and more than a foot long. Unexpectedly, it was guarded by thousands of kilograms of explosives and placed this thing to protect the treasure. He was very surprised when he saw the snake swaying up and down.
The old monk gave the jade box to Duan Ziyu with both hands. Duan Ziyu knew that it was a sacred object passed down from his ancestors, so he bent down and took it, holding it in his arms, and was not busy opening it to look at it.
Duan Ziyu said: "This disciple came back not to seek martial arts, but to find out the truth about the blood feud twenty years ago, so that he can kill the enemy with his own hands and comfort the spirit of the emperor's concubine in heaven."
When the old monk heard this, he was in great mourning. His eyebrows fluttered and moved without any wind, and he calmed down after a long while.
The other monks folded their hands and lowered their eyes, their lips moved slightly, and they didn't know what scripture they were reciting.
The old monk said slowly: "When the late lord was still alive, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, he sent all the ministers of the Western Empire away. Therefore, on the day when the late lord was killed, I waited until I and others saw the signal.
"Hurry over and find out that the late lord and mistress have been killed. I have a scuffle with the assailants. The assailants are really powerful. Two of them seem to be wielding the Xuan Ming Divine Palm passed down from the past. The one who wins will stand up. Dead and hopeless.
"There are also several people who use Shaolin martial arts and are very skilled. Two of the thieves used Yang Finger in a panic.
"Fortunately, the people in this case fled as soon as they saw the reinforcements coming, otherwise the monks of Tianlong Temple might not have been able to defeat that fierce battle.
"This is also the spirit of our ancestors in heaven protecting us and taking away their souls."
At this point, he stopped suddenly, as if he was remembering that brutal and bloody battle again, and he still felt fear in his heart. Most of the people in the palace participated in this battle, and their expressions changed with awe.
After a moment, the old monk continued: "When I was waiting to bury the late lord, princess and mother, I saw that both the lord, princess and mother were struck by the Xuanming God's palm, and all the bones in their bodies were crushed by Shaolin's powerful diamond fingers.
"It seemed like he was being tortured and asked for something. It turned out to be the secret book of the 'Six Meridians Divine Sword'."
When Duan Ziyu heard that his parents had been tortured by this, his eyes were about to burst, he slapped out a claw, his head penetrated under the bluestone, and cried:
"I wish I could tear these two old thieves into pieces. It would be too easy for them to feed them to wild dogs."
When the old monks and others heard that Duan Ziyu had accidentally killed the two elders Xuan Ming, they all celebrated with their foreheads raised and chanted Amitabha.
The old monk said: "After I buried my late lord, princess and mother, I searched for the ministers of the Western Family. I expected that there was a traitor. Unexpectedly, Zhu Changling and Zhu Jiuzhen's father and daughter had died years ago, and Wu Lie and Wu Qingying's father and daughter were missing.
"Lao Na got angry out of nowhere and killed all the other two ministers. Even if they were not traitors, it would be unfavorable to rescue the late lord, but they still deserved to die.
"If the old monk and the others had not known that our lord was out in the dust and that Dali still had some vitality, he would have already activated the mechanism and followed the late lord and mistress underground."
These words were so passionate and tragic that Duan Ziyu couldn't help but feel his blood boiling and regretted not killing Wu Qingying and his wife that day.
After listening to what the old monk said, I knew that what Wu Qingying said that day was all lies, and that the traitors were most likely her father and daughter.
The old monk calmed down for a while and said: "I personally went to Shaolin in the Western Regions to interrogate the crime, only to find out that Shaolin in the Western Regions has long since declined. The whole sect only studies Buddhism and does not involve in martial arts.
"The national treasure of Tianlong Temple is in the mail, and the tomb of the late lord also needs to be defended, so there is no time to ask the Shaolin of the Central Plains for guilt.
"The monks of the whole temple traveled throughout the Western Regions to search for the whereabouts of the lord. Unexpectedly, Ouyang Daxia and the lord went to the pass and found all kinds of strange opportunities. It is considered God's vision."
Duan Ziyu asked: "Is this powerful Vajra fingering method unique to Shaolin?"
The old monk said: "This is Shaolin's unique Kung Fu. Judging from the purity of its fingering power, it must be a direct disciple of Shaolin. It cannot be said that lay disciples cannot pass on the practice. Even if they practice it, they will never have such skill."
Duan Ziyu's face turned purple and he gritted his teeth and said, "Even if we kill all the Shaolin sects of Putian and Songshan, we will never let the traitors slip through the net."
At night, in the abbot's quiet room, he opened the jade box. The box was carved from a single piece of beautiful jade. There were two silk volumes inside, both of which had turned yellow, showing that they were antiques.
One is the Yiyang Finger Book, and the other is the "Six Meridians Divine Art". On the title page is a preface written by Duan Yu, Emperor Xuanren of Dali Emperor Xianzong, saying that a powerful enemy once came to Tianlong Temple to demand this secret book. The monks of Tianlong Temple thought they were invincible and destroyed it with their fingers.
This book was transcribed by Duan Yu himself, and should be cherished by future generations. He also sternly warned his descendants not to study it unless their inner strength reaches the highest level, lest they fail to practice and suffer backlash.
Duan Ziyu read through it and found out that he had achieved great success in the Nine Yin Divine Skills and also had the "Innate Good Fortune Pill".
In martial arts, the most difficult thing to practice and the slowest effect is the internal force, which is passed by oneself. The only thing you need to know is how to transport the inner force and concentrate it on your fingers to release it.
He mastered the two magical arts in detail overnight, as if they were familiar with them.
Duan Ziyu tried the Six Meridians Divine Sword Kung Fu again, but it was not satisfactory. If all six sword techniques were used together, the internal energy could not surge out. He could use Shao Ze, Shao Chong and other sword techniques alone, but he was not very strong. Yu Yiyang pointed out that the subtle mysteries were inferior to Tianlei Sword Technique and Dugu Nine Swords.
The old monk smiled and said: "My lord, there is no need to rush this. This technique is known as the number one magical technique in the world, and the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing is still in his name. How can it be accomplished overnight?"
"My lord, with this level of cultivation, he is a divine warrior. If given time and internal strength, he will be able to accomplish great feats, and his fortune will go as he wishes."
After dawn, Duan Ziyu and the monks from Tianlong Temple went to the tomb of his parents to trim weeds and pile up new soil.
Duan Ziyu said: "In the future, if anyone dares to invade the imperial mausoleum, I will destroy them all. When I am done with the matter, I will return here, build the mausoleum, and rebuild the Tianlong Temple to repay the kindness of the master and others."
The old monk suddenly shouted: "Who is it?"
Duan Ziyu's ears were very sensitive, and he had already heard a faint sound in the grass, but he remained calm.
After the old monk finished drinking, there was still no sign of anyone. He felt slightly angry, stretched out his finger flatly, and shouted:
"Take the move." A wisp of the finger flew away quickly.
Something burst out from the grass, but it was a venomous snake as thick as a child's arm. Behind the middle finger, there was a protrusion that could hurt people. Duan Ziyu pointed it out again and immediately beat the snake's head to pieces.
Duan Ziyu scratched his head and said: "It is the first time I use a secret skill passed down from my family to kill a snake. It is really unfilial."
The old monk smiled and said: "My lord has such magical skills, my lord will feel at ease under the Nine Springs. This snake is specially designed to test my lord's ears."
The group worshiped Ruyi in front of the tomb and returned to the temple. Duan Ziyu said:
"My disciples searched for Wu Qingying, the thief in the Central Plains, but failed to find him, so he intends to go to Zhuwu Lianhuan Manor to have another look."
The old monk said: "That's fine. If you encounter someone, you can kill them with just one finger. It will do more harm than good for such vicious traitors to remain in the world."
Now he pointed out the way, and realized that his Qinggong was too high, and it would be a burden to send someone to guide him.
Duan Ziyu followed the path pointed by him, launched Qinggong, and flew away.
At that time, Duan Ziyu's grandfather lost his country and fled to this place. Although he wanted to deceive others and sent away the ministers of the Western Family and the monks of Tianlong Temple, he also wanted to prevent the attack of powerful enemies. Therefore, although these people were scattered everywhere, they were not far apart and could be ready at any time. Come to help and become a defensive force.
Duan Ziyu was excellent in Qinggong and arrived at Zhuwu Lianhuang Village in a few hours.
Duan Ziyu investigated carefully and found nothing. He walked up the hill and overlooked the two abandoned sites, feeling a lot of emotion.
He was in the Central Plains and had heard for a long time about the magnificent scenery of Kunlun, so he roamed in the mountains to admire it. After an unknown amount of time, he came to a cliff.
Looking at the abyss below the cliff, the clouds and mist are rising, which is dizzying.
Suddenly, a strong force came to him. Duan Ziyu was looking at the bottom of the valley. He jumped forward and felt bad. He turned back and grabbed something, but the force of his fall did not slow down. I felt my step was empty, the wind was whistling by my ears, and I fell.
Although Duan Ziyu didn't know who attacked him, he fell into the abyss and sighed in his heart:
"My life is over." He was holding something in his left hand. He didn't know what it was, and he had no time to look at it.
He has superb internal skills. Even though he suffered a big change, he remained calm. He had already spotted a big tree, stretched out his foot and stepped on it. The tree trunk as thick as a bowl suddenly broke. However, he used the force of this flick to jump back to the cliff. Go, use the claws of your right hand to penetrate the stone, this gesture is performed with all your strength, it really brings out all the potential of the body. Although the stone wall is hard, the five fingers are deeply embedded to stabilize the body.
Although it was just a matter of lightning and stone fire, Duan Ziyu had become a human being for the second time. If it weren't for the sharpness of Jiuyin's white bone claws, he would not have been able to save his life.
When Duan Ziyu saw what he grabbed with his left hand, it was Situ Mingyue. He was so angry that he was trembling all over. He spared her twice and rescued her from the giant whale gang. Instead of being grateful, she pursued Zhongyuan head first. Once you get here, use a secret sneak attack to execute this dangerous trick.
But he saw that her face was pale and her eyes were closed tightly. Although she succeeded in the sneak attack, she was caught by Duan Ziyu with her backhand and fell down together. She was so frightened that she fainted. Duan Ziyu casually wanted to throw her into the bottom of the valley and break her into pieces.
Suddenly, he felt that it was too cheap to let her die unconsciously, so he held it in his hand and looked westward.
But when he saw a platform several feet wide two feet away, which was still enough to stand on, he concentrated his true power and jumped to it.
When I got to the platform, I looked down, but it was bottomless. Looking up at the top of the cliff, the clouds were covered with fog, and it was vast. My heart felt desolate for a moment. Although I escaped with my life for the time being, I couldn't go up or down three feet. Are you going to starve to death on the platform?
Situ Mingyue woke up slowly, and when she saw him grabbing her, she opened her mouth and bit his hand. Duan Ziyu was in pain, so she hurriedly stretched out her right finger, making a hissing sound, and sealed the ten important points of her Ren meridian with her "Yin Yang Finger" .
Situ Mingyue bit his hand, and it felt as if she was biting on a stone. She was shocked by the Nine Yin Divine Art and her teeth and cheeks bled.
Duan Ziyu cursed: "Vicious witch, I spared your life many times to save you, but you actually repaid kindness with hatred and did this cruel thing."
Seeing his angry look, Situ Mingyue immediately became elated and said with a smile:
"Yes, I am a witch who specializes in treating you, a little thief. Don't think that I will accept your favor after I have done you a few favors. I will never forget the revenge of an insult. I will not rest in peace until I kill you. You can scold me this time. Anyway, You won’t survive either.”
Duan Ziyu said angrily: "When we first met, you were dressed in men's clothes. I couldn't tell whether you were a boy or a girl. Even if you shot in the wrong direction, you shouldn't be so vicious."
Situ Mingyue said angrily: "I am a holy virgin of the Ming Cult. Those who will inherit the position of leader in the future must be extremely chaste. It will be a shame to be touched by the claws of a stinky man like you. Even if you are cut into pieces, I will not be able to bear it." This is shameful.”
Duan Ziyu said bitterly: "Okay, I'll make you extremely chaste. I won't let you die first. He touches you ten or twenty times every day, only to make you soak up the stinking manly energy before you die."
Situ Mingyue was horrified to death. She knew that since he was unlucky, he could really say it. If he touched her virgin body dozens of times a day, wouldn't it be even more cruel than going to the eighteenth level of hell? She immediately wanted to talk about it. commit suicide.
Duan Ziyu had been on guard against her doing this, so Yiyang pointed out that he would seal her "cheekche acupoints" from a distance, making it difficult for her to move her mouth and tongue. He was also afraid that she would roll around and move around, so he also sealed all the big acupoints on her legs. When Situ Mingyue climbed up, he couldn't even move his hands or toes.
Duan Ziyu felt bitter and reached out to touch her face and said, "What's going on with you this time?"
Situ Mingyue could not move a single bit of her body, and tears could not help but roll out of her eyes, revealing a look of fear and pity.
Duan Ziyu only felt that his hands were as smooth as grease, and his heart swayed. When he saw the look in her eyes again, he felt soft and no longer looked down upon her.
He stood up and saw a stone wall behind him, so he walked around the stone wall and saw a platform a few feet away, but there was still no way out. He was desperate and secretly thought of a way to repair Situ Mingyue so that his death would not be unjust.
Suddenly. He saw a small hole in the wall and stood up in hope of survival. He looked inside and was shocked to see that there was a mummy inside.
He stretched out his hand to pull out the mummy, but he didn't recognize it. He thought to himself: "I don't think that decades ago, someone slipped and fell from the cliff. He didn't fall to death at the bottom of the valley, but starved to death here. In a few years, I will be the same." This is what it looks like.”
Thinking of Zhang Yuzhen and Shi Qing again, all the fun of love on the pillow can't help but come to mind, and I feel heartbroken. I have mastered the magic skill of the original, avenged my great revenge, and enjoyed the blessing of being together with Zhang Yuzhen and Shi Qing. , Unexpectedly, a single thought of benevolence, encountering this unreasonable disaster, shed tears for a moment.
After being obsessed for a long time, he suddenly thought, why did this dead body crawl into the cave when it was still alive? There must be something weird in the cave. Even if it is still a dead end, dying in the cave is better than being stirred up by the cold wind.
Thinking of this, he leaned forward and dived in. After a short while, he felt that the cave was getting narrower and narrower, until he couldn't get through. When he saw a faint light outside the cave, he pulled out his Heavenly Sword and chopped at the stone wall.
The Heavenly Sword was extremely sharp and could cut rocks effortlessly. Duan Ziyu worked hard for a long time and actually expanded the cave to reveal the other side. He ducked in, still worried in his heart. What if there was also a deep valley on the other side, and he really had no hope of survival. For a moment, I didn't dare to climb over quickly.
He kept chanting "Amitabha" in his heart, and his heart was beating fast. He climbed and climbed again and again, and finally climbed to the other side of the cave. He suddenly made up his mind to open his eyes and looked around. He was so shocked that he couldn't make a sound. .
