Yang Xiao said solemnly: "Good work, I'll wait for you to learn from me."
Zhang Wuji knew that Yang Xiao was a martial arts master when he was young, and his martial arts became more and more refined in his later years. Looking at the world, he had few opponents. He also heard that Yang Xiao was defeated by his martial arts skills and told him that he had a good strategy to deal with him, so he pulled Yin Yewang Piaoran back.
In fact, Yang Xiao doesn't have a perfect plan, but seeing that this magical power is too powerful, although the leader has unparalleled magical power, he is not an immortal Buddha. If there is a danger, wouldn't all the Ming sect be withdrawn outside the Yumen Pass, let alone entering the pass and the theories of various sects? Let’s eliminate resentments and resolve grievances, and fight against foreign enemies together.
He thought of sacrificing himself and used his whole life's martial arts to deal with it with more than a hundred moves. Even if he could not defeat the enemy and kill him, the leader could still see the way of his martial arts. If he was prepared to fight, he could win.
Duan Ziyu saw that the Mingjiao followers of the Western Zhou Dynasty were gathering more and more, and there were already hundreds of them. He felt awe-struck in his heart. Except for the two elders of Huashan, Ning Caihe, Cheng Nan, and Zhan Chunshang, who could stand alone, the other disciples were probably no match for the demons.
Even though his skills have increased dramatically, he still has no chance of winning in a battle with Zhang Wuji. The others are definitely not the enemies of Yang Xiao and King Yin Ye.
If a group fight breaks out, the chances of the two groups winning are probably very limited.
Seeing Yang Xiao coming up, he smiled and said: "Mr. Yang Zuo, there are many people in your sect, why don't you come up together, and fight the generals one by one, how long will it take to finish the fight?"
Zhang Wuji said coldly: "You only need to defeat Yang Zuoshi in one and a half moves, and we will be on our way immediately. Mingjiao never does anything to bully the weak with more."
Duan Ziyu knew that he meant what he said, so he immediately felt confident. He was not sure about dealing with Zhang Wuji, but he could deal with Yang Xiao with ease.
Situ Mingyue whispered: "Don't hurt my master." Then he retreated.
Although Yang Xiao had not used weapons for many years, he did not dare to ask for help at this time. He took a long sword from a member of the congregation and said with a smile:
"Yang is not talented. He has learned Master Duan's Six Meridians Divine Sword skill. Those who practice martial arts will die from this magic skill, so they will die without regrets."
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "Young Master Yang Zuo is my wife's teacher. Although I have no intention of offending you in my late life, I won't do this."
He pulled out the Yitian Sword. As soon as the sword came out of its sheath, it was already freezing cold. Although it was dark and dull, most people in the Ming Cult recognized it and exclaimed: "Yitian Sword."
Zhang Wuji was also surprised that Wu Jincao and Xin Ran only took up the Dragon Slaying Sword one after another. Because Yitian Sword had killed many members of Ruijin Banner's cult, Zhang Wuji refused to continue, so Zhang Wuji returned the broken sword to the Emei Sect. I don't know why. When it came into his hands, it was in perfect condition, as if it was newly cast.
Duan Ziyu said loudly: "It is said in the martial arts that 'the supreme king of the martial arts, who slays dragons with his precious sword, commands the world, no one dares to disobey him. If he cannot rely on the sky, who can compete with him?'"
Now that the Dragon-Slaying Sword is out, Wansheng doesn't want to take orders from your sect, so he has no choice but to compete with the Heavenly Sword. "
The members of the Ming Cult were all angrily expressing their thoughts. Duan Ziyu's words seemed to indicate that he wanted to fight against the Ming Cult on his own. Zhang Wuji also frowned slightly, secretly thinking that this guy was too arrogant.
Yang Xiao frowned and said angrily: "Take the move."
A sword suddenly bloomed with more than ten sword flowers, the sword body trembled slightly, and the sound was like a dragon's roar.
Duan Ziyu did not block, and stabbed Yang Xiao's chest with his sword, which came first and hit the empty door of Yang Xiao's sword.
Yang Xiao said "Huh" and dodged sideways. The sword stabbed him in the right rib. Duan Ziyu didn't turn around. He flipped his wrist and struck out the sword with his backhand. There was a faint thunder, purple light flickering, truly the power of thunder and lightning. In the middle of Yang Xiao's sword strike, Duan Ziyu's sword light almost touched his wrist. Yang Xiao was shocked. Without bending his knees or waist, his body suddenly slid back three feet like a zombie.
Duan Ziyu shouted: "Okay, I have always heard that Yang Zuoshi is very good at martial arts, and it is better to meet him with the same name."
Everyone in the Ming Cult knew that although Zuo Shi's move made Junji extremely weak, they were at a disadvantage. They were all shocked when they saw Duan Ziyu's two swords casually and casually, but Zuo Shi actually dodged with all his strength.
Little did they know that Duan Ziyu's two swords are the essence of Duhu Nine Swords and Tianlei Swordsmanship. Although Yang Xiao is well versed in swordsmanship in the world, he knows nothing about these two unique skills, so he is overwhelmed as soon as he gets started. , dangers abound.
Zhang Wuji knew at a glance that Yang Xiao was no match for him. He was afraid that Yang Xiao would make a mistake, so he stepped forward and said:
"Brother Yang, please step back. I've seen these two magicians fighting each other, and it's hard to bear. Duan Shaoxia and I have a battle in the capital, and the winner has not yet been determined. How about giving up this fight to me?"
Yang Xiao was originally a master of martial arts. Although he only had two moves, he knew that his skills were quite different. Zhang Wuji just found a step for him, bowed and said:
"I obey the order." The sword strike just now made him break into a cold sweat and he retreated without saying a word.
Zhang Wuji took the long sword and said with a smile: "In the battle in the capital, I will use the power of my sword to cut off your long sword. Duan Shaoxia is really magical and found a sword that keeps cutting. I don't know how many times Zhang will have to change the long sword this time."
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "How can you show your martial arts skills by relying on the power of the divine weapon's sharp blade? If Wansheng has no choice but to cut off Master Zhang's weapon, Wansheng will be considered defeated."
Everyone around was incredulous. How could the two swords not intersect when they were fighting? The Yitian Sword was extremely sharp, and only the Dragon Slayer Saber and the Holy Fire Token could block its sharpness. The swords beside them broke into two pieces as soon as they struck.
Duan Ziyu said this, which was tantamount to self-imposed shackles. Zhang Wuji felt that he was laughing and laughing for the first time. He had defeated all the invincible opponents in the world. Unexpectedly, when he came back, a younger generation dared to give him some advantages. He laughed loudly and said:
"Okay. Seeing that the hero is like this, Zhang's return to the world is not in vain."
Then he showed the starting move of Wudang Tai Chi Swordsmanship "Wanyue Chaozong" and said: "Please invite Duan Shaoxia to take action."
Duan Ziyu said: "I'm offended." A sword flew towards him like thunder.
Zhang Wuji concentrated on facing the enemy, made a circle with his long sword, and leveled it towards the Yitian Sword.
He was not afraid of the sharpness of the Yitian Sword. At the Zixiao Palace in Wudang Mountain, he used a wooden sword to confront Fang Dongbai who was holding the Yitian Sword. He still cut off Fang Dongbai's arm. After he withdrew from the world, day and night I immersed myself in this set of Tai Chi swordsmanship when I had nothing to do, and I really got the essence of Zhang Sanfeng. I don't know how many times better than Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou.
The two swordsmen crossed each other, Duan Ziyu's feet drifted diagonally, the sword force suddenly changed, and he stabbed his left shoulder quickly, Zhang Wuji made a circle with his sword, and then moved towards his sword.
Duan Ziyu moved around like flying and never crossed paths with his long sword. Although he thought that his internal strength might not be inferior to Zhang Wuji's, he was determined to win with the Dugu Nine Swords and Tianlei sword techniques.
Duan Ziyu's feet spun faster and faster, until finally, it was like spinning in the air. Yang Xiao and King Yin Ye looked at each other in shock. Wei Yixiao was famous for his light martial arts, but Wei Yixiao may not have this skill.
Zhang Wuji's posture formed a circle, seemingly slow and yet fast. Every time the sword came out, it seemed like a silk cocoon was spread around his body. Gradually, the white air filled his body, and there was no flaw to be found.
The sword in Duan Ziyu's hand became heavier and heavier, and every stroke of the sword seemed to be piercing into the fabric, extremely hard.
You can't help but admire his swordsmanship and internal strength.
Although the two swords did not intersect, the two sword auras, one purple and one white, were very different. The clothes of the people two feet away were fluttering, and every sword strike was like a thunderous roar. People have torn off their clothes and plugged their ears for fear of being stunned.
The two of them fought fiercely for a long time, becoming more and more courageous as they fought, and their internal strength showed no sign of diminishing. Everyone watching was already stunned, dumbfounded, and speechless.
Duan Ziyu suddenly let out a long roar, and used all his strength to strike the Qiankun Throw. In an instant, white air burst out in front of Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji crossed his sword and used the seventh-level mind technique of the Qiankun Great Shift to draw it outward.
Unexpectedly, Duan Ziyu's blow hit his head like a huge thunder. Zhang Wuji used all his strength, but he only moved an inch. The Yitian Sword stabbed his left chest quickly. Zhang Wuji was horrified, but he remained calm. He quickly stretched out two fingers and clamped Yitian. Sword, the tip of the sword is steady on the chest.
Yang Xiao and others were so frightened that they rushed forward to attack. Duan Ziyu suddenly abandoned his sword and said:
"Master Zhang is really amazing, Wan Sheng admires him."
Zhang Wuji had just recovered from his shock. In his life, except for the three eminent Shaolin monks who fought evenly against each other in the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle, he had never encountered such a dangerous situation. Seeing Duan Ziyu abandoning his sword and retreating, he obviously didn't want to fight with his inner strength and said with a smile:
"Duan Shaoxia is so brave and brave, but Zhang already lost half of his moves. This is truly the happiest battle in my life. Even though I lost, I feel honored."
He held the tip of the sword with two fingers and handed it over.
Duan Ziyu took the sword and said: "Master Zhang is serious, this match will be a draw at best. If it comes down to internal strength, Wansheng may not be his opponent."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, feeling sympathy for each other. With such an opponent, they could live up to their skills and avoid the feeling of being alone and seeking defeat.
Zhang Wuji smiled and said: "Duan Shaoxia seems to be visiting Kunlun. It's a pity that Zhang has business in the Central Plains and can't fulfill his friendship as a landlord."
Duan Ziyu said: "Since Master Zhang has gone to the Central Plains, if he can come to Huashan, he will be treated well in his later life."
Zhang Wuji said with a smile: "We will fight for another thousand rounds." The two laughed, feeling frustrated with each other.
Zhang Wuji said goodbye and set off for the Central Plains with a group of people.
Duan Ziyu and Huashan sent people to send the Kunlun faction back to their base - Sansheng'ao.
Along the way, Duan Ziyu recounted in detail the story of his westward journey to Tianlong Temple, his lucky escape after falling into a cliff, and his marriage with Situ Mingyue. Everyone suddenly realized that in the valley of despair, there was only one man and one woman, both talented and beautiful. , what else will you do if you don’t get married?
Gao Sicheng smiled and said: "I have the foresight. That day I said that Miss Situ is a wife who beats her husband. Now she has become the wife of our head."
Except for Yue Lin, everyone didn't understand what was going on and was busy asking questions. Gao Sicheng liked to joke with Duan Ziyu the most.
Duan Ziyu and Situ Mingyue both felt shy. Yue Lin wanted to stop his junior brother, but he wanted everyone to know, so as not to suspect that the leader was a disciple.
When they arrived at Sansheng'ao, the Kunlun sect tried their best to entertain the Huashan sect for eight days. Duan Ziyu led the group back, but Zhan Chunku couldn't keep him, so he sent him thirty miles away before leaving in tears.
On this day, I passed by a peach grove and saw two men and a woman fighting fiercely in the open space of the peach grove.
The man and woman wielding the sword seemed to come from a well-known family, both around thirty. The man wore a fluttering blue shirt, and the woman wore a goose-yellow silk shirt, making her look as elegant as a fairy.
The man facing him was a middle-aged country bumpkin, and he did not hold a weapon. He was swinging his fists and fighting against the two swords.
The Western boy and the servant girl next to him were holding jade Xiao and Yao Qin, both of them were also delicate and gorgeous.
However, the three people turned a deaf ear to the people from Huashan and continued to fight fiercely. The people from Huashan stood on the ground and watched. After watching for a long time, they were all surprised.
Duan Ziyu saw that the swordsmanship of a man and a woman was very good. The two swords combined were more powerful than Kunlun's positive two-dimensional swordsmanship and Huashan's negative two-dimensional swordsmanship. The combination of moves was perfect.
However, once they reached the enemy's vital point, they stopped suddenly. Seeing that they only needed to advance the sword blade a few more points to hurt the enemy's sword, the two of them did not do this, as if they were showing great mercy to their opponent.
The middle-aged country bumpkin's fists were dancing, which was even more weird.
The boxing technique is ethereal and empty, as if it is not used to hit people. The moves on both hands are completely different, and he actually uses the technique of fighting with both hands, which is extremely subtle.
Yue Lin looked at it for a while and said: "The sword technique used by that man seems to be the Quanzhen sword technique, but the Quanzhen sect has declined greatly and there is no such master. However, the moves of the other two are incomprehensible."
Among the Huashan sect, he is the most knowledgeable. He can't see it, and others can't understand it.
Duan Ziyu clearly understands the advantages and disadvantages of martial arts, but he knows very little about the martial arts of various sects, not as good as Ning Caihe and Cheng Nan.
The three of them fought fiercely for a long time, and Duan Ziyu became more and more surprised as he watched. The swordsmanship used by the man was just ordinary, while the swordsmanship used by the woman was as elegant as a fairy, with elegant postures, but extremely beautiful, just like what is said in the Buddhist scriptures:
"The appearance is graceful, solemn and elegant, upright and pleasing, and the viewer is insatiable."
The two sword techniques alone are much inferior to the Tian Lei sword technique and the Dugu Nine Swords. However, when the two swords are combined, they are like turning iron into gold. When the two swords dance together, there is no flaw to be found. I secretly nod in admiration. , thinking that only by using the Six Meridians Divine Sword can we win.
The middle-aged country bumpkin jumped out of the circle, cupped his hands and said:
"When a virtuous couple combines their swords, they are the best in the world. My brothers admire them."
The man and the woman sheathed their swords together, and the woman smiled and said:
"Brother Zhou's seventy-two-way Kong Ming Fist is the best in the world in terms of fighting left and right."
Gao Sicheng was unhappy after hearing this and said loudly: "Brother, two more 'number one's in the world" have appeared."
Yue Lin said coldly: "Junior brother, people behind closed doors come from a certain title. It has nothing to do with you, so don't say anything."
He was scolding his junior brother openly, but secretly he was full of ridicule.
When the three people heard this, they all looked here. When the man and woman saw Duan Ziyu, they both smiled.
The middle-aged country bumpkin surnamed Zhou's face suddenly changed, and he sneered: "What kind of hero has come? Of course Zhou Xi's three-legged cat kung fu is not good, but he is very angry, but he is willing to learn from you."
Duan Ziyu and others burst into laughter when they heard that he called himself "Zhou Xishou".
Duan Ziyu felt very close to these three people. He quickly dismounted his horse and said with a bow:
"Just joking, Brother Zhou, don't take blame, don't talk about competition. I have practiced this two-handed fighting technique for several days, but I still can't get in. Brother Zhou is so good at it, we admire it.
"This set of seventy-two-way Kong Ming Fist is a completely different approach to boxing. It is eye-opening and will make you convinced."
When Zhou Xishou heard him praising his martial arts, he immediately smiled happily and glanced at the two elders of Huashan, still angry.
The woman pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Brother Zhou, this young hero is the famous leader of Huashan, Mr. Duan Ziyu. Duan Shixiong's ancestor is Master Nandi Yideng, and he has a close relationship with ancestor Ling."
When Zhou Xishou heard this, he was overjoyed. He grabbed Duan Ziyu's hand and shook it, seeing the intimacy, he smiled and said:
"This is Brother Duan. Don't blame me for being careless in etiquette. Don't blame me."
Duan Ziyu said in surprise: "Why does this elder sister recognize my younger brother? I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I really can't imagine where I met Jing."
He has a very good memory. Anyone who has met them once can still remember them even after many years. However, he really can't remember the fairy couple in front of him.
The woman smiled sweetly and said, "I've known you since you were ten years old. It's not surprising that you don't know me. Brother Duan Shi has achieved great success, and there are successors in the Duan family lineage. We are worthy of it."
After saying that, she said goodbye to Duan Ziyu with her arms folded, and drifted away. The tinkling Yao Qin and the whimpering jade flute gradually faded away and were no longer audible for a moment.
Duan Ziyu was astonished and felt unbelievable for the first time, and said with a wry smile:
"Brother Zhou, who are these two eldest brothers and sisters?"
Zhou Xi murmured with his hands, "This, this, they won't tell you, there must be a reason, let them tell you themselves. Brother Duan, see you later."
As soon as he handed over his hand, he disappeared.
Duan Ziyu was stunned and puzzled. Situ Mingyue came over and said with a smile:
"Mr. Duan, they are just a few lunatics, don't care what they do."
Duan Ziyu originally wanted to make friends with these three people, but the news suddenly appeared like a flash in the pan, and then flew away, leaving him feeling very disappointed.
And these three people call each other "brothers", which shows that they have a close relationship with their ancestors, but they don't tell each other clearly, which is even more incredible.
The group continued to move forward, but Duan Ziyu still couldn't comprehend it all the way, so he had to give it up.
On the way, not far from Ouyang Jiu's tomb, Duan Ziyu wanted to pay homage and turned back to Sanqing Temple.
It is still several miles away from Sanqing Temple. I have seen fireworks in the distance, so I guess the location must be Sanqing Temple.
Duan Ziyu was shocked and shouted: "Follow me later."
It shoots out of the horse's back like an arrow from the string, and gallops towards Sanqing Temple like lightning.
Before he could get close, he could hear endless shouts and screams. Duan Ziyu was worried, fearing that Ouyang Jiu's tomb would be poisoned again, so he took the first flight smoothly, reaching the state of walking on the wind.
After a while, I arrived in front of the tomb and saw two Mingjiao followers spraying oil on Ouyang Jiu's tomb, intending to set it on fire.
Duan Ziyu burst into anger, and six-meridian divine swords shot out from a distance of more than ten feet. The energy of the swords was like lightning, and two members of the cult were hit by the swords and killed instantly.
Duan Ziyu saw hundreds of Ming Cult members, including members of the Ruijin Banner and Fierce Fire Banners, surrounded by darkness. Sun Biyun was dancing wildly with her long sword, her buns were messy, and she looked like a madman. She was trapped in front of the gate with more than 20 Taoist priests. .
Duan Ziyu screamed sharply, rushed into the crowd, and grabbed the Nine Yin White Bone Claws with both hands. Every time the claws came out, one of the cult members' skulls would be penetrated and killed.
He was no longer merciless, and he had captured more than thirty people to death in a matter of seconds. These followers attacked him with dozens of weapons, but his footwork was mysterious, and every time he slipped out of the net of weapons like a fish, he was still alive. Elegance is like taking a leisurely stroll in the garden.
Duan Ziyu's feet were fluttering, and his figure was like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, someone was hit by his claws and died. Various weapons were able to hit him, but he slipped away like a loach, injuring many of his own members. people.
After the Mingjiao gathered at Daguangmingding, they were led by Zhang Wuji and went into the Central Plains to celebrate festivals with various sects, hoping to join forces to fight against the enemy, participate in the grand event, and overthrow Zhu Yuanzhang's imperial career.
The various branches of the Mingjiao had deep grudges with the various martial arts factions, so they infiltrated in batches to avoid defeating them first before resolving them.
The Five Elements Flag, Fiery Fire Flag and Ruijin Flag were led by the Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao. When they arrived at the Sanqing Temple, old grudges inevitably came to mind.
Wei Yixiao's first defeat was in front of the Sanqing Temple. Yan Yuan, the flag-bearer of the Houtu Banner, and more than 20 masters from the sect were all killed here. The Sanqing Temple was also occupied by the Tianshi Sect. Although Zhang Wuji said To clear up the past grudges with the various sects, it was actually to deal with the Tianshi Sect. Therefore, after Wei Yixiao, Wu Jincao, and Xin Ran made plans, they all came here with the intention of destroying them.
Due to Duan Ziyu's knowledge of Zhang Changchang's weapons, he became an outstanding member of the Tianshi Sect in Sanqing Temple. Sun Biyun was Zhang Yuchu's first disciple, and he also received most of his literary and martial arts skills from his master.
If Wei Yixiao and the others hadn't taken advantage of them, succeeded in a sneak attack, and had a one-on-one duel, they really wouldn't know who would win.
As soon as the Fiery Banners sneaked in, they used spray cans to shoot paint, which was oil produced in the Western Regions. They then ignited the paint with fire cans, and Sanqing Temple was immediately engulfed in a sea of fire.
Although the Taoist priests of Sanqingguan are all good at it, few in the martial arts world dare to spread wildfire here. As time goes by, they will inevitably neglect their precautions.
Under the sudden change, they rushed out one after another, only to be beaten badly by the Ruijin Banners with hundreds of spears, short axes, and thousands of sharp arrows. After the battle, half of their hands were broken.
Sun Biyun knew that guarding the tomb was Zhang Yuchu's important duty, and if he abandoned it and escaped, he would be severely punished, so he fought bloody battles with determination to die. After half a day, there were only about twenty brothers left. Destruction is imminent.
Fortunately, Duan Ziyu descended from the sky like a god, and the Nine Yin White Bone Claws were even more powerful and invincible. Mingjiao saw that he had succeeded, but unexpectedly killed him, and saw that he was as powerful as a tiger, floating like a dragon, and the Nine Yin White Bone Claws were flying up and down. , galloping vertically and horizontally, as if entering a deserted place.
When Wei Yixiao saw him coming, he climbed up to meet him, intending to entangle him for a moment, then kill Sun Biyun and others, and then cut them into pieces with random blades.
Duan Ziyu's Qinggong was superior to him at this time, and he did not want to fight with him. He fluttered his figure and attacked the followers. Wei Yixiao followed closely, but he always slipped away by half a step.
The members of the Ming Cult were no match for him. The crowd was crowded, and several magic weapons were useless. In the time it took him to make tea, more than a hundred people were captured and killed by him. Everyone's brains flowed out, mixed with red and white, and the death was extremely tragic.
Sun Bi went to wait and saw that strong reinforcements had arrived. He was overjoyed. Suddenly his energy doubled, and he came out with a whirring sword.
After Duan Ziyu killed one person with one claw, he suddenly felt a pain in his back and was cold to the bone. He knew that he had been hit by Wei Yixiao's ice-cold palm. He felt angry and turned around suddenly. He stretched out his thumb and shot out with Shaoshang's sword skills. .
Wei Yixiao was horrified. Except for Zhang Wuji, no one in the world could be hit by the Ice Palm and still be able to use it. Suddenly, he saw the sword energy like purple lightning. He raised his body and saw a piece of hair on the top of his head sliced horizontally by the sword energy. Finally, Be quick to respond, otherwise you will be shot through the head.
Duan Ziyu used his sword skills.
He opened and closed, and the beating made Wei Yixiao scurry left and right, in a state of panic. Fortunately, thanks to his quick movement, Duan Ziyu fired five swords in a row, but he dodged them all. The last sword landed on the ground and rolled quickly, in the style of a famous master. They were also beaten to nothing.
Duan Ziyu suddenly felt a pain in his back. He fished it out with his backhand and hit the man's shoulder bone.
However, Wu Jincao took the opportunity to attack with a sneak punch. Unexpectedly, he did not hurt his opponent, but was instead scratched through the shoulder bone by the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
He was in pain to the bone, but he endured without making a sound, and there was no fear in his eyes.
Regardless of whether he was afraid or not, Duan Ziyu drew out his claw again, penetrated his forehead, and threw it casually, knocking down a member of the congregation.
The members of the cult under Ruijin's banner immediately surged up like crazy tigers, their eyes were about to burst, and they looked like crazy tigers.
Duan Ziyu squeaked out and pulled out the Yitian sword, slashing his head horizontally. No matter whether it was a weapon or a body, he would stand up and break the sword. In a moment, more than thirty people with Ruijin Banner were cut into pieces by swords.
Everyone saw that he was like the Shura King in Buddhist legends. The Western word "killing people like hemp" seemed not enough to describe him.
In the sunset, Duan Ziyu was seen covered in blood, slashing and killing with his sword. The dark sword body was covered with brilliant purple light, the sound of the sword was like thunder, and the sweep of the sword was like lightning. Some people died of fear without waiting for the blade to reach their body.
Huashan sent people to arrive early, and everyone was shocked when they saw this scene. The two elders of Huashan had never seen such a murderous scene in their whole lives in the martial arts world. Everyone stood and watched, but did not come forward to help.
Situ Mingyue's face was pale and her eyes were filled with tears. She never expected that her husband would turn into a murderous demon.
Sun Biyun and others also put away their swords and looked at it. They were all astonished and couldn't figure out whether this was a "human" or a "god".
Wei Yixiao let out a long sigh, grabbed Xin Ran who was about to step forward and said desperately:
"Escape one by one! We will avenge this blood tomorrow." The two of them fled towards the northwest corner.
Although the two elders of Huashan could not intercept Wei Yixiao, they could intercept Xin Ran. However, at this moment, everyone felt unbearable in their hearts. They looked at the Ming Cult members as if they were waiting for slaughter. Although they usually hated evil as much as they hated it, at this time they all felt compassion. .
Situ Mingyue suddenly shouted: "Duan Lang, haven't you killed enough?"
When Duan Ziyu heard this, he felt like he was enlightened. He suddenly realized that under the nameless fire, he had committed murder unconsciously. If Situ Mingyue hadn't drank it, he would have really wanted to stop.
Hundreds of congregants were swept away by Duan Ziyu Tianwei, leaving only about ten people in the west.
Their faces were like dust, and they were trembling with fear. Although death was terrifying, these tragic images were a hundred or a thousand times more terrifying than death.
The setting sun was like fire, shining blood all over the ground. Corpses were scattered everywhere, and broken limbs and broken arms could be seen everywhere. The breeze blew, and everyone's heart was trembling. I don't know if this is the Shura slaughterhouse or the hell on earth, the eighteenth level of hell. There is no such tragic image in China.
The remaining members of the congregation were like idiots, neither fighting nor escaping. Their eyes were swollen, and Gao Sicheng shouted:
"It's your grandma's fault, please get out of here if I forgive you."
After hearing the words, more than a dozen people stumbled away and some of them were frightened to death. After eating and drinking, they fell to the ground exhausted, while the other twenty people stood there unmoved.
Sun Biyun was very surprised. He looked closely at the front and said sadly:
"They were all frightened into idiots. After that, they stabbed them all to death with one sword. Everyone felt that this was a kind act.
Duan Ziyu was also shocked by his masterpiece. He couldn't believe that this tragic scene was caused by himself, and he was speechless for a long time.
At that moment, the Sanqingguan Taoist priests extinguished the remaining fire, carried the dead and treated the injured. Huashan sent people to quietly gather the Mingjiao corpses together and set them on fire. The Mingjiao followers left many oil cylinders and fire tubes. Although the corpses accumulated like a mountain, it was not troublesome to burn them. .
Situ Mingyue knelt beside the fire, held his hands in the shape of flames in front of his chest, and recited:
"Burn my broken body with a blazing holy fire. What joy is there in life, and what pain is there in death? To eliminate evil for good, only for the sake of light. Joy and sorrow all return to the dust. Have mercy on me, the world, for there are many sorrows. Have mercy on me, the world, for there are many sorrows. "
Although she wholeheartedly followed Duan Ziyu and rebelled against the religion, she could not let go of her years of practice, so she recited mourning words for these believers.
Duan Ziyu washed away the blood. After changing his clothes, he regained his appearance like a jade tree facing the wind. When he heard her reciting, he also clasped his sword to harmonize and recited loudly.
After Situ Mingyue finished reciting, he said angrily and confusedly: "You killed everyone, how can you pretend to be a good person now?"
Sun Biyun smiled and said: "Girl, as soon as Mr. Duan kills people in the Demon Cult, he will save their souls."
Situ Mingyue said angrily: "Hypocritical."
Duan Ziyu said coldly: "They are my enemies while they are alive. Death is like a lamp going out. Once dead, a hundred people will die. I will not enmity with the dead."
Wei Yixiao calls himself a hero in vain, he doesn't even spare the people in the tomb. "
Situ Mingyue also knew that Wei Yixiao wanted to set fire to Ouyang Jiuling's tomb, but Duan Ziyu's ferocity became fierce and killed so many people. He remained silent until the fire was gone and the corpses were transformed, so they dug a grave and buried them.
Most of the Sanqing Temple was burned down, but fortunately the temple behind it was unharmed.
Huashan sent people and Sanqingguan Taoist priests to rest in the jingshe, while Duan Ziyu and Situ Mingyue went to the underground secret room to spend the night.
In the secret room, Duan Ziyu saw things and missed people, and was very sad.
Then he told Situ Mingyue in detail how Ouyang Jiu desperately rescued her, escaped pursuit for thousands of miles, and came here to support and teach her. He was kind and kind. Although he was a servant, he was no different from his parents. Every time he felt sad, he choked up and couldn't express anything.
At this time, Situ Mingyue realized his innocent heart and his heartfelt gratitude for Ouyang Jiuyuntian's righteousness. Then he realized that Wei Yixiao and others had really violated a taboo, and that they had suffered the consequences of being killed. She felt relieved and regretted that she had blamed Duan Ziyu. .
Seeing that his eyes were not drying up, he couldn't bear it. He took the handkerchief and wiped his tears and said, "I really don't know. I blamed you wrongly."
Duan Ziyu sighed: "Fortunately, Uncle Jiu's mausoleum is safe. If the old man is tortured again after his death, I, Duan Ziyu, will not be redeemed by my death!"
Situ Mingyue leaned into her arms and comforted her:
"You showed off your power today, Uncle Jiu will be happy when he's under the tomb, so there's no need to regret it."
The two talked about love for a long time and spent half the night in bed. Then they took off their clothes and boarded the couch, enjoying the joy of flying. Situ Mingyue bowed to welcome them and was prepared.
On the second day, Duan Ziyu personally swept Ouyang Jiu's mausoleum clean, burned incense and worshiped, and then stopped mourning.
After hearing the news, the Shaanxi branch of the Tianshi Sect sent more manpower overnight to rebuild the Sanqing Temple and tighten the defense of the mausoleum.
Duan Ziyu and others said goodbye and set off, arriving in Huashan in half a day.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuzhen had been waiting on the mountain for a long time. When he saw him bringing a beauty with him, he already knew about it and said with a smile:
"Okay, you go out to play with women, but ask me to look after your house."
Situ Mingyue had known about Zhang Yuzhen and Shi Qing's affairs for a long time. At that time, the two of them were in Jue Valley and had no idea that there would be a day to get together. When they suddenly bumped into each other here, they were so ashamed that they were embarrassed. Duan Ziyu was also very embarrassed and did not want to have a three-court trial.
His disciples have long since learned to stay away from him.
Zhang Yuzhen was generous and took Situ Mingyue's hand very affectionately. After looking at it for a moment, he smiled and said:
"Brother Yu, you really have a good eye. Where did you find such a fairy-like beauty?"
Duan Ziyu knew that it was hard to say anything, so he first sent Situ Mingyue to a monastery, asked two female disciples to take care of the food, and then returned to his dormitory.
Zhang Yuzhen raised his feet and saw him coming in. He said bitterly: "You are so dishonest. You know that I am not jealous. Why did you only recruit one person last time? You didn't kneel down to apologize and invited them all."
Seeing that Duan Ziyu just smiled bitterly, he said angrily: "You are too mischievous. I don't want the two beauties around me to give you. Why bother to go out to look for them?"
Duan Ziyu couldn't help but hold him in her arms and tell her what happened in the past six months.
Zhang Yuzhen was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. His trace of jealousy was gone. He hugged Duan Ziyu and refused to let go, for fear that he would really fly away in the air. His heart was pounding non-stop.
After a long while, she calmed down and joked with him again, saying: "You can bring the eldest sister of the Shi family here someday. She has been abandoned for nearly a year. If the eldest sister of the Shi family can't wait, she can marry her." What should you do if you don't care about others?"
Duan Ziyu smiled but did not answer, but secretly thought that he should ask a prestigious senior in the martial arts to be a matchmaker and go to the Beggar Clan to propose marriage.
Zhang Yuzhen smiled again and said: "The emperor gave you Xuanwu Lake. Now we have started to prepare materials. Just wait for you to set a date before we start building the mansion."
Duan Ziyu didn't care about this matter. In the afternoon, the two sisters met and talked. Zhang Yuzhen was not upset at all. Situ Mingyue saw that the matter had come to this, but she had no choice. Zhang Yuzhen was really affectionate. She had someone to talk to, and the two of them were happy. Get along with Yan Ran.
Duan Ziyu gathered everyone in the meeting hall and ordered:
"This time the demon sect has entered the Central Plains in a large scale. Although Yun has resolved old grudges with various sects, the demon sect has always been cunning and insidious, and its words cannot be trusted.
"From now on, if you encounter someone from the Demon Sect, you will be killed on the spot without mercy. But you might as well be a bit more generous with the girls from the Dizi Sect."
Everyone obeyed the order sternly. Not many of these disciples were the first to become enemies with the Demon Sect, but many of their teachers and ancestors had lost their lives at the hands of the Demon, so they had no objection to starting a war against the Demon Sect.
That night, Duan Ziyu and Zhang Yuzhen had not seen each other for half a year. They were more than newlyweds after a long separation, so they were extremely affectionate.
Moreover, Duan Ziyu suffered a great calamity and was able to return, which was a blessing. Zhang Yuzhen felt like he had found a treasure out of thin air, and a night of caressing and warmth was far better than before.
I wish I could transform into him and never leave him.
The two tried their best to be affectionate for several days. Zhang Yu really didn't want to stay in Huashan for a long time, so he returned to Nanjing with his followers.
Duan Ziyu knew that this time he had slaughtered Ruijin and the two flags of fierce fire, and the great hatred had been accomplished, and there was no way to resolve it, so he urged his disciples to practice swords day and night in preparation for the Mingjiao's revenge.
On this day, he was supervising the practice of sword formation, and his disciples reported that Baijie Master Tai came to the mountain to visit.
Duan Ziyu was startled and hurriedly came out of the mountain gate to see Master Baijie holding Jingsi in her left hand and holding Shi Qing in her right hand.
Duan Ziyu was overjoyed to suddenly meet Shi Qing. After bowing to Baijie, he smiled and said:
"Good girl, when did you meet Master Tai? We haven't seen each other for a year, and the girl has become more and more beautiful."
Shi Qing looked pale. When he saw him smiling, he came up to hold his hand. He reached out and gave him a very loud slap in the face.
Unexpectedly, Duan Ziyu was beaten to a pulp, and he didn't understand why.
Baijie was smiling and saying nothing. The two elders of Huashan, Ning Caihe, and Cheng Nan both covered their mouths and smiled. After all, the leader's moral power was limited, and now he also hit a hard wall.
Fortunately, the master's magical skills are extraordinary, and the skill on his face is also very important, so he is not afraid that he cannot bear it.
Shi Qing wanted to hit her again, but Jingsi couldn't see it and hurriedly pulled her back.
Duan Ziyu received this slap in full view of everyone. Although there was no pain on his face, his face also felt dull. Seeing Shi Qingxuan's expression about to cry, he thought that she must be annoyed that he had not gone to see her in the past year, and he also felt that Feeling guilty, he nonchalantly invited Baijie to sit on the floor in the living room.
Baijie smiled and said: "Master Duan, I have brought you the man. This little girl is insisting on becoming a monk. I don't have the guts to give her a haircut, so I went to Huashan to find you to decide."
Duan Ziyu was horrified when he heard this, and said with a wry smile: "Good girl, why don't you go and become a monk?"
Shi Qing glared at him and heard him calling her "good girl" one after another, not shying away from outsiders. His heart softened, he had mixed feelings, and he cried bitterly at the table.
Jingsi pulled Shi Qing into Duan Ziyu's room to comfort him, and Bai Jie explained the reason to Duan Ziyu in detail.
It turns out that Shi Qing has been flying since he left Junshan, and there is no news. There is a rumor in the world that Duan Ziyu, the leader of Huashan, has become the son-in-law of the Celestial Master Chenglong. When Shi Qing heard the news, he was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die. Fortunately, Shi Hongshi took every possible precaution. Nothing serious happened.
After Shi Qing calmed down, he thought that Duan Ziyu would return to Junshan and send someone to act as a matchmaker. Although it would be too aggrieved to imitate the Emperor E for being the daughter of a beggar gang, but when I thought of Duan Ziyu's graceful wind, soft words and considerate words, I wanted to hate him, so I accepted it.
Unexpectedly, Duan Ziyu passed away for many years without any news. Feeling disheartened, he insisted on becoming a monk under Baijie's family. Baijie treated Duan Ziyu like a son, but he was not willing to let him have his hair.
Shi Hongshi also tried every possible means to persuade her to die, but she was determined to not become a monk and threatened to die.
Shi Hongshi's eyes were filled with tears and he did not dare to push her too hard.
After Baijie coaxed her for a few days, she heard that Duan Ziyu was fighting against the Demon Cult at Sanqing Temple and knew that he had returned to Huashan.
He then brought Shi Qing to Huashan and promised that if she still wanted to become a monk after meeting Duan Ziyu, he would have her hair cut off for her.
Duan Ziyu was speechless for a long time after hearing this.
Baijie frowned and said, "You kid likes to play around so much. Such important events in life are just for fun. It's okay for teenagers to be romantic, but you can't go too far."
Duan Ziyu slowly summarized the events of this year. Even though Master Baijie had extremely high concentration, he couldn't help but feel his heart beating, and it took him a long time to calm down.
He couldn't help but sigh: "I can't blame you. I've known for a long time that there was a reason for everything. You are definitely not a frivolous person with a heartless and righteous nature. It is really a blessing to be saved from this catastrophe."
So he went to Shi Qing himself to explain the reason.
Gao Sicheng came up to him with a smile and said: "Master, I have always heard that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan are the best palm skills. You received one palm and your skin was not even broken. It can be seen that..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yue Lin grabbed the back of his neck and threw him out of the hall.
After a while, Master Baijie returned to the hall and said with a smile:
"Yu'er, I've said everything that needs to be said. This little girl is tender-skinned, and you still need to coax her."
Duan Ziyu suddenly remembered and asked Master Baijie to act as a matchmaker and go to the Beggar Clan to propose marriage.
Baijie said quietly: "I didn't expect that I would live apart from the secular world for more than twenty years, but I would grow old again under the moon." He made a promise without saying a word.
Duan Ziyu was overjoyed and used Baijie Shitai's reputation as a matchmaker. This marriage can be considered a success.
Duan Ziyu returned to his dormitory, and Jingsi happened to come out, laughing and shaving to shame him.
Duan Ziyu made an angry look, and Jingsi ran away with a smile.
Duan Ziyu entered the room and saw Shi Qingwu sitting facing the wall, crying and saying with a smile:
"Why did my sister learn from Bodhidharma and meditate?" Shi Qing also ignored him.
Duan Ziyu had no choice but to call "good girl" thousands of times. Shi Qingfang turned around and held back tears.
After she learned the reason, she had already forgiven him in her heart. However, she had suffered for a year and had to tell someone about the hard work in her heart. She couldn't help but pretend to be a little showy and tease him to vent the pain in her heart.
Duan Ziyu saw that there were still tears on her face, and her cheeks had turned tender red, just like hibiscus emerging from water, and she was so gorgeous.
With love in his heart, he relaxed his arms and took her into his arms. Shi Qing beat her on him for a while, then cried loudly in his arms.
My heart began to feel relieved.
After the rift between the two was resolved, their old love inevitably rekindled. It was night, and the two of them relived their wildest dreams, so charming that it is difficult to describe them all.
After the second solar eclipse, Baijie smiled at Shi Qing and said, "Miss Shi, come back to Emei with me to get married. With your martial arts skills, you can inherit my mantle in the future, and Emei won't have to worry about lack of successors."
Shi Qing was extremely shy.
They were having a lot of fun together.
Baijie smiled and said: "Okay, I can't resist your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. You want to get married, but I don't have the guts. It would be strange if Master Duan doesn't turn Mount Emei upside down."
After everyone joked and laughed, they went to the martial arts training ground to watch the Western sword formation.
While several people were discussing, the deacon disciple stumbled and ran up in a panic, gasping:
"Master, someone is coming up the mountain."
Everyone was stunned, Duan Ziyu drew his sword and said with a smile:
"Could it be that the Demon Cult is here again? Wait until I stop them outside the mountain gate."
The deacon's disciple said with a mournful face: "It's not the Demon Cult, it's the Beggar Clan's leader Shi who brought people up the mountain to kill them."
Everyone smiled bitterly when they heard this, knowing that Shi Hongshi was venting his anger on his daughter's behalf.
Shi Qing hurriedly said: "Master Tai, please tell my mother clearly."
Turn around and run into the house. Baijie smiled and said, "It's hard to persuade the mother-in-law to beat her son-in-law."
Duan Ziyu sheathed his sword and hurriedly walked towards the mountain gate to greet him.
As soon as they arrived at the mountain gate, Shi Hongshi arrived with murderous intent. When he saw Duan Ziyu, he couldn't help but say something. He made a circle with his left palm and struck out with his right palm. He hit Duan Ziyu firmly on the chest with a "strong dragon has regrets" and said angrily:
"I'll kill you, the unjust person, first."
Duan Ziyu didn't dare to fight back, nor did he dare to rebound, so he had to use his internal energy to dissipate it. The Baijie Shitai who followed behind shouted: "Stop, Master Shi, I have something to say."
Shi Hongshi knew that Baijie was on good terms with Duan Ziyu. As soon as she arrived, he could not take action and shouted:
"This traitor has ruined my daughter's life. I have nothing to say."
As he spoke, he moved his palms like the wind. The eighteen palms of "seeing a dragon in the field", "fording the great river", "do not use it to hide the dragon" and "for the benefit of seeing the master" were all struck firmly on Duan Ziyu's chest, abdomen and back, every time. Each palm was fired with full force, but it was like a defeat in the palm, without even a banging sound.
When Bai Jie arrived and the eighteen palms were finished, Duan Ziyu stood there as if nothing had happened. When she finished, Fang bowed and said: "Junior Duan Ziyu respectfully welcomes the leader of the gang."
When everyone saw this, they were all shocked and found it unbelievable. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan are so powerful. Even with the power of a hundred calamities, they would never dare to bear one palm with their chest and abdomen, let alone the eighteen palms.
Shi Hongshi was even more surprised. Although his skill had not yet reached the extreme level, under the eighteen palms, even a person made of iron could be beaten to a pulp. Unexpectedly, not only was he fine after being forced, but he could also salute and speak, and he was furious. He shouted:
"Good thief, if I can't kill you, just kill me."
After all, the Beggar Clan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were extraordinary. Duan Ziyu stiffened down, his blood boiling in his chest, and he was speechless after saluting.
Upon seeing this, Cheng Nan hurriedly stepped forward and pressed his palm on his Lingtai acupoint, inputting internal energy. With the help of his Zixia magical skill, Duan Ziyu adjusted his breathing as usual in a moment.
Baijie pulled Shi Hongshi aside and said with a wry smile:
"Gang Leader Shi, you are so reckless. If you really want to beat him to death, Miss Qing will have to jump off the cliff."
At this moment, Duan Ziyu suffered a catastrophe, but luckily escaped, and his relationship with Shi Qing was as good as before, and he asked himself to be a matchmaker.
Shi Hongshi's anger turned into ecstasy, and he was speechless and speechless.
She knew that Duan Ziyu was very powerful in martial arts and that she was probably no match for him, so she brought along the martial arts leaders among the elders of Chuan Gong, Law Enforcement, and Zhang Bo, as well as the leaders of each branch, intending to fight to the death with Huashan. I didn't know that the situation suddenly turned into this situation.
Several elders and sub-rudders of the Beggar Clan were standing around with deep hostility. Although they knew that Duan Ziyu would be difficult to deal with alone, and now that Baijie was helping him, he might not be able to get away with it, so if the leader didn't give the order, no one would do anything. Dare to take action.
Seeing the gang leader turning from anger to laughter, everyone was puzzled. They felt unbelievable for the first time. They didn't know how kind and compassionate the Dharma had enlightened the gang leader for hundreds of kalpas.
Shi Hongshi couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, feeling that it was difficult to end. He was thinking about how to speak when he suddenly heard someone shout:
"Good boy, you have bullied my disciple."
Before anyone could see him, the sound of hidden weapons roared loudly in the air, and hundreds of hidden weapons were fired at Duan Ziyu.
Everyone shouted in unison: "No, be careful!"
Suddenly, he saw purple air in the air, and the hidden weapon that covered the sky disappeared for an instant, but he saw Duan Ziyu wielding the Yitian Sword in his hand. The sword was covered with all kinds of strange hidden weapons, and the sun was blue and clear. Fed with poison.
The Dragon-Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword were forged by the elites of the dark iron in the sea for thousands of years. Not only are they unparalleled in sharpness, but they also have great magnetism and are the nemesis of all hidden weapons.
Everyone took a closer look and saw a three-foot boy leaping up. His face and body were the same as those of an adult. He was the seven-hand boy.
Shi Hongshi was furious again. He was already feared by people in the world, but this ghost was clinging to him. He couldn't fight back or scold him. He was just infatuated, which is commendable, otherwise he would have been eliminated long ago.
When he saw him coming up, he started to attack him. Although Duan Ziyu was fine, he was really worried about him. He jumped up, stretched out his hand, and saw two big-eared scrapers, one opposite and the other positive, and cursed:
"Who asked you to cause trouble? It's embarrassing to come to Huashan."
The boy with seven hands was beaten so hard that he spun around ten times in a row. He didn't have Duan Ziyu's miraculous beating skills. His cheeks suddenly swelled up, and his head was already big. Now his head and the head of his neck were as big as each other.
He had good intentions, but when he heard that Shi Hongshi wanted to fight Huashan, he hurriedly came to share life and death with his beloved. Unexpectedly, he was slapped inexplicably, and he didn't understand why.
The people around him were miserable. They couldn't help laughing when they saw this. However, they knew that this was a taboo of the Beggar Clan. Everyone suppressed it and pretended to be solemn. This living sin was really uncomfortable.
They all said in their hearts: "The Shi mother and daughter are not the best in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but their ability to slap people is unrivaled."
Shi Hongshi said angrily: "Get down the mountain if you don't want to."
Duan Ziyu couldn't see it, and he felt very sad that the rabbit had died and the fox had died. He stepped forward and cupped his hands and said:
"Master Wu is here, and the Huashan School is in full glory. Please sit inside."
Baijie also pulled Shi Hongshi away, but the seven-handed boy was still confused and confused, not knowing what he was doing, and really didn't know where he was wrong. Seeing Duan Ziyu greet him with a smile, he felt even more incredible.
Everyone went to the living room and sat down. In the tea room, Baijie Shitai told the whole story and immediately proposed marriage to Shi Hongshi. Shi Hongshi was already overjoyed. At this moment, with Baijie as his guarantee, he felt even more There is honor and no words left.
Everyone looked around and were startled. The seven-hand boy's swollen cheeks had disappeared as before.
In fact, the seven-handed boy had been punched by Shi Hongshi more than ten times or eight times. He was already prepared. He had a healing ointment on his body, which he applied to his face and it disappeared in a moment.
Everyone from the Beggar Clan came here to fight for their lives, but unexpectedly they became the in-laws of their children. A hundred banquets were held immediately, and wine and meat were offered at a reasonable price. A hundred calamities naturally prepared another vegetarian meal.
Shi Qing was shy and had to come out to meet her. Shi Hongshi held her in his arms and couldn't help crying. Everyone knows that Shi Qing has a mother but no father, so she takes her mother's surname. Who is her father? This is a big secret in the martial arts world. The Beggar Clan is so powerful that no one dares to violate this taboo and stroke this tiger's beard.
Everyone had a feast and dispersed after enjoying themselves. Shi Hongshi left with his daughter and the Beggar Clan. Baijie and Jingsi also returned to Emei. After seeing off the guests, the night was filled with mist.
Duan Ziyu, with all his thoughts at ease and his mind at ease, returned to his bedroom, only to see Situ Mingyue crying on the pillow, and he hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her.
Situ Mingyue said: "Everyone has orders from their parents and teachers, but what do I have?"
Duan Ziyu said: "We are the matchmaker of heaven and earth, and the sun and moon are witnesses. Isn't this enough?"
Situ Mingyue felt relieved after hearing his affection.
Under the candlelight, Duan Ziyu saw that her silk shirt was thin and her jade body was hidden. Her red breast top was half-exposed, like mutton-fat white jade, and her brows and corners of her eyes were filled with the feeling of spring. He then closed the door and got into a quilt with her. It’s time to practice the art of double cultivation as a couple.
Duan Ziyu had been waiting for the Ming Cult in Huashan for a long time, so he remembered the incident about the powerful Vajra Finger. This matter stuck in his mind, so he made a plan with his two elders to leave them to stay in Huashan, while he led Cheng Nan and more than a dozen disciples to Shaolin to investigate the matter. , Situ Mingyue dressed in men's clothing and followed around pretending to be a disciple of Huashan.
The group left Tongguan and soon arrived at Songshan Mountain in Henan.
As soon as I arrived at the mountain gate, I found the report in the Shaolin Temple. Abbot Yuanjue, together with several elders and the chief, came out to welcome him. Although Yuanjue knew that his intentions were not good, he saw that he only brought a dozen disciples and did not intend to cause trouble, so he was polite and received him into the temple to serve tea.
Duan Ziyu explained his intention and said with a smile: "This matter is related to the blood feud of late life. I hope all the masters can give me some advice. I am very grateful."
Yuanjue and others were all startled. There are only a handful of people in this temple who have mastered the Powerful Vajra Finger. It would have been impossible for these people to go to the Western Regions twenty years ago to kill people and destroy families in order to seize the secret book. But the Powerful Vajra Finger has not been passed down to lay disciples. , this matter is indeed incredible.
Kong Zhi said: "Years ago, in Wudang Yin and Liu Shaanxi, the three heroes Zhang all suffered from this murderous attack. The Wudang sect also came to investigate many times. At that time, Kong Wen heard that senior brother was the abbot of the temple, and searched in many ways, but there was no result.
"This temple once sent people to Putian to inquire about it, only to find out that this skill in Putian Lower Court has been lost for a long time and no one has learned it. It is indeed a strange thing."
Duan Ziyu said coldly: "According to the master's words, no one except your temple has learned the powerful Vajra Finger?"
Kong Zhi was startled. If he said yes, Shaolin's suspicion would be confirmed.
But if he said it was not true, it would be inconsistent with reason. Kong Zhi never lied in his life, and said in deep thought:
"It should be so, but Master Duan might as well investigate in more ways. Since the Vajra Finger originated from this temple, this temple must find out the truth."
Duan Ziyu covered his face with frost and said coldly: "In this case, there is no need to go outside to check. As long as the master can find out in your temple, there is no need to go far away."
Kong Zhi said angrily: "Master Duan has determined that the murderer is a member of this temple? I know how to use powerful diamond fingers, and I will go to the Western Regions to seize your family's secret book?"
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "This is what the master said himself. Wan Sheng is not sure about it. The master knows whether he knows it or not."
He took advantage of the situation and laid the blame on Kong Zhi.
Kong Zhi suddenly stood up and said solemnly: "Is Master Duan deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?"
Duan Ziyu said calmly: "I don't dare to do that, but if the master wants to use the Vajra Finger to teach me, I will teach him at home. My parents died under the Vajra Finger. If I follow my parents, I will have no regrets." "
These few sentences first describe Kong Zhi as the murderer of his parents.
Although Kong Zhi's martial arts skills are high and he ranks among the great Western monks, and he is also proficient in the powerful Vajra Finger Kung Fu, he has extremely poor self-cultivation and is as fiery as fire. He didn't want to be dubbed a murderer by a joke in a few words, and he was suddenly unknown. The fire rose up to ten thousand feet, and Yaoshou's face, which was originally in mourning, became filled with murderous intent. He pointed at Duan Ziyu and used the powerful Vajra finger.
Duan Ziyu raised his index finger and raised his yang finger. The two fingers collided with each other, making a hissing sound. It was hard to tell who was better for a moment.
Yuanjue's eyebrows twitched. Although he felt that his uncle was too presumptuous and had fallen into someone's trap, he also felt that Duan Ziyu was too intimidating. He stretched out one finger and hit the middle of the two fingers, using a Pointing to the Zen skill, he smiled and said:
"Please stop and talk slowly if you have something to say."
When Duan Ziyu heard that Kongzhi admitted that only those in the Songshan Academy had mastered the powerful Vajra Finger, he immediately wanted to kill all the experts in the Shaolin Temple who were skilled in the Vajra Finger. When he saw Yuan Jue fighting with one finger of Zen, he stretched out the index finger of the other hand. When he came out, his internal energy shot out and collided with Yuanjue's one-finger Zen finger, trying to fight one against two.
