Throwing coins, although the point set on Li Lei's face is slightly imperfect, but for the sake of successfully selecting high-level Tai Chi Divine Skills, Shi Yinghu still generously forgave Li Lei.

Although according to Shi Yinghu's original idea, even if he decided to exchange for high-level Tai Chi Divine Skills, he should burn incense, bathe, meditate, and Bigu in the retreat secret room of his home in the Chiyang Lake Community for seven days, adjust his body and mind to the most perfect state, and then exchange and comprehend, and use his 120-level accumulated depth of intermediate Tai Chi Divine Skills to complete the transformation in one go.

However, since I decided to exchange for high-level Tai Chi Divine Skills, my heart is like a cat scratching.

During the period of being stationed in the cockroach camp, Shi Yinghu couldn't hold back, and directly told everyone that he had comprehended martial arts, and then borrowed Piceno's retreat room to begin to comprehend the exercises.

Clever martial arts, for people like Shi Yinghu, are like fine wine for drunkards, like beautiful women for perverts, not to mention a high-level internal skill that has been in mind for a long time.

The senior Tai Chi Shengong is the virtuous and beautiful daughter-in-law of the family, the peerless and enchanting daughter-in-law, Tiyun Zong is a young and cute elementary school girl who relies on herself, and the Xuanxu Knife is arrogant and cold but has nothing to do to provoke her own female boss in the company.

Man, it is inevitable that he will be shaken in this situation, not to mention that Shi Yinghu finally followed the call of his heart and went home to love his wife.

"Tai Chi is born without limits, the opportunity of movement and stillness, the mother of yin and yang. If it moves, it is divided, and if it is still, it is combined. If you don't do it, you can stretch it out with the song. Yin is not separated from yang, yang is not separated from yin, yin and yang are combined, close to the gods. ”

"The heart is calm and the body is upright, the qi is also running, the opening and the virtual and the real, the inside and outside are one, the movement is soft into the rigid, the rigidity and the soft are used together, and the static hair is free...... In the end, the heart proves the heaven and the earth, and the body is natural!"

In the retreat room, although Shi Yinghu repeatedly reminded himself before the exchange that he could not enter it if he only comprehended it, but as the idea of the exercises was poured into his mind, the Tai Chi Yin and Yang True Qi in his body naturally followed, and Shi Yinghu himself also entered a state of complete self-forgetfulness.

Bang Bang ...... Bang bang.

What is described here is that with the operation of the true qi of internal strength, Shi Yinghu's body is full of qi and blood, the tendons and bones are soft, and the form and spirit are all one.

Low-level Tai Chi Divine Skills, the heart of a child, and the Buddha Dao Lotus.

Intermediate Tai Chi Divine Skills, the Zen mind is destroyed, and the Buddha is destroyed.

With the comprehension and operation of advanced Tai Chi divine skills, the third chapter of Zhang Junbao's diary was slowly opened, showing Shi Yinghu the magnificent and ups and downs of the long life of a generation of great masters.

In Jiangzhou City, in a restaurant, there are many sergeants making noise.

Outside, the rain was pouring down, and the continuous line of water diluted the crimson blood on the ground, whether it was the blood of heroes or cowards.

I used to be curious, there are countless beautiful legends on the rivers and lakes.

In those stories, there are righteous warriors, there are thousands of dollars, there are white horses and silver swords, and beauties are like jade, but I know very well that beauty will not arise out of thin air, just like planting crops to sow seeds.

It wasn't until I really stepped into this river and lake that I knew that as long as I had a good martial arts, it was too easy to want money.

If you enter the evil way, you will rob your house and rob hundreds of households at night, and you will get all the wealth in the world.

If you take the right path, there are landlords and squires who send gold and silver to make friends, and there are even many wild people who are willing to sell themselves as slaves, just asking for your protection, especially in this troubled world, the power and authority of the government have been weakened to the lowest point, and the person who is ruthless and sword is the uncle!

On the second floor of the restaurant, on the table on Zhang Junbao's side, there are some scattered wine and food.

A group of five people around the round table are eating and drinking, it has been two years since Zhang Junbao went down the mountain, and his hair has grown, but he feels that the long hair is troublesome and will still be repaired with a knife similar to a flat hairstyle, at this moment is the invasion of Mengyuan, and the world's etiquette is broken, so Zhang Junbao's flat head and waist wearing a sword and a sword Although the shape is peculiar, but the world has no intention of caring.

"Junbao, martial arts care about purity, your sword skills are both fast and ruthless, why did you suddenly start using swords?" At this time, Sister Ling, who was sitting opposite, asked, she was a descendant of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect, her swordsmanship was sharp and spicy, and she took great care of herself during this time and did not hesitate to give advice.

“...... Because, I feel that it suits me. "Because, in the battle array, the use of a knife consumes too much internal force, and the sword is a small gun, which is far more difficult to use than a knife in the battle array, but if it is used well, the internal force consumed by killing three people with a knife can kill ten people with a sword, or even more.

This truth will not be understood by many Jianghu people who fight for a lifetime, because they will hardly have the idea of an enemy army.

And Zhang Junbao, although no one taught him martial arts, but since he came down the mountain, his martial arts have naturally advanced and soared in the fight, and the reason for using the sword at this time is because he feels that he can be stronger if he uses the sword.

Of course, the battle of swords, in fact, has been a draw since ancient times, but Zhang Junbao is facing the invasion of the northern barbarian Mengyuan Iron Cavalry, and in most cases he does not need to further improve his explosive power to fight the strong with the weak, but he needs to enhance his continuous combat ability.

Swordsmanship, fast to get started, high lethality and high explosion, swordsmanship, difficult to get started, strong penetration and strong control, who is stronger is different from person to person.

"I think so, the little monk started to learn the sword because he wanted to be more intimate with our eldest sister Ling, isn't there a saying...... If you want to learn, sleep with Master first!" A rough man at the same table was smiling strangely as he spoke, and the table was full of laughter in an instant, and the fierce and spicy Sister Ling's cheeks were red at this moment.

"Alright, alright. Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss. This time we are going to assassinate Temur, whether we succeed or not, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have a good drink with a few brothers in this life and this life...... Come, I, Ling Zuoying, toast everyone, as a woman, I can walk side by side with all the heroes and heroes, Ling Zuoying has not walked in vain in this world, everyone, please!"

"Okay, Ling Nuxia doesn't let her eyebrows go. I, Fan Chong, was originally a thief who crisscrossed the green forest, robbed officials and ships day and night and plundered hundreds of households, and never thought that he was a good person, but his mother's Beiban was too bullying, and the newborn baby who was not yet full-term put a gun on his head to show off his might...... Lao Tzu came to kill people this time, neither for him to be the son of the Zhao family, nor to make a name for himself, or for his mother to get out of her chest!"

"Brother Fan is right, come, I'll toast you!" On the second floor of the restaurant, five people in the rivers and lakes who had known each other for a short time persuaded each other to drink, and they were fierce.

People in the rivers and lakes, licking blood with a knife, of course, there is no shortage of blood.

"Little Brother Zhang, why are you here? take revenge or become famous?" In the midst of the staggering, Ling Zuoying leaned over to Zhang Junbao and asked softly.

"I ...... I don't know, I just feel like I should come here. Thinking back to the deceased Master Jueyuan, recalling the raging fire at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, and recalling the bright girl riding a little donkey upside down, Zhang Junbao was at a loss for a while.

At this time, there was a sudden loud noise downstairs, and the people in the rivers and lakes on the second floor looked sideways, only to see that the owner of the restaurant was being kicked by several soldiers of Meng Yuan, and the nearby dining table had been overturned, and it was a mess at this time.

Zhang Junbao's hands naturally fell on the hilt of the sword at his waist, but he was pressed by Ling Zuoying on the side to hold down his palm, looked over, and saw her shaking her head gently.

"If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, now that Shenzhou is sinking, as long as the city occupied by the Northern Barbarians is ten times worse than this, it happens every day, killing the boss of this city, Temur, this is useful, and now killing and injuring a few Yuan soldiers in a fit of anger is useless in the current situation. ”

The heavy rain outside the building kept falling, and it seemed that it would never stop...... But that's just a seem.

Late at night.

Ling Zuoying, Xu Ming, Fan Chong, Bai Youchou, Zhang Junbao, a group of five people hid on both sides of the long street, waiting for their breath.

During this time, Temur indulged in Shen Yanrong, a famous prostitute in Baihualou, and returned to the barracks tent every night after a certain hour.

In the field of martial arts, the Central Plains has always been in a relatively advantageous position compared to the Northern Barbarians, and the number of masters in the Central Plains is far more than that of the Meng Yuan side.

It's just that the Central Plains is seriously polarized, with high warriors and low civilians, and if you calculate the average, it is far less than the combat power of the Northern Barbarians.

Moreover, the advantage of the master is difficult to act on the battlefield, because in the ancient environment of chaotic fighting, no matter how master can not find the enemy commander at all, but the northern barbarians often have the advantage of war horses, in the ancient battlefield, just this advantage is too terrifying, war horses can improve the rider's movement ability, offensive and defensive ability, and even endurance in an all-round way.

The victory rate of the Great Song Dynasty in the war against the Northern Barbarians was actually not low at all, but the Song Dynasty had no horses, and no matter how much they kept winning, it was difficult to effectively kill, and they really had a big advantage, but as long as they lost once, the infantry could not beat the cavalry, and they had no chance to escape.

A rider in armor can kill dozens or even more of the rebels by himself, and the increase in the combat power of the war horse on the ancient battlefield is so huge, and the greatly enhanced movement power is also of extremely high strategic significance for the legion battle.

It is really difficult and difficult for the Chinese Yan and Huang generations to contend with agricultural civilization and destroy the nomads.

On the other hand, the cavalry is also an important weight for Meng Yuan to restrain the advantage of the Central Plains martial arts masters, when facing the Central Plains masters, the masters of the side are mixed into the riders to charge together, taking advantage of the chaos to shoot, this is a difficult way to entangle the tactics, many masters are in the enemy's cooperation in the defeat of the extremely aggrieved.

The Mongolian general Temur was greedy for beauty and gave the people in the rivers and lakes a chance to besiege and kill, otherwise even if he could succeed, no one would be able to break out alive.

...............

Late at night, the rain was still falling, just not as heavy as it was.

The long street in the middle of the city.

"The women of the Central Plains are supple and delicate, as well-behaved as little sheep, and they have a completely different taste from those mothers-in-law of our tribe who are like fierce horses. Riding on a war horse, he returned to the barracks in the night rain, and Temur casually spoke to the adjutant with a reminiscent expression.

"General, after you get tired of playing, let the brothers also try it, for more than half a month, the woman's maid was tossed to death by the brothers, and the brothers are all holding back the fire. ”

"Hahahaha...... When I'm tired of playing, I'll reward you, hahahaha. "It's not just Temur and his lieutenant who are laughing, but many of Temur's own soldiers around him are laughing maniacally.

The Northern Barbarian Meng Yuan was able to roar all the way south to conquer the city, although it is undeniable that it is barbaric, but at the same time, it cannot be denied its cleverness.

As for the Song Dynasty, high-ranking officials and generals have always been good for me, and there are disasters caused by the people below, and the soldiers are returned from a hundred battles, and there is no one in ten, and after returning to the hometown, I found that my family's field was gone, and my mother-in-law was slept with by officials.

Only when there are blessings and hardships can we work together, only by smashing resources can we smash talents, and we must train wolves with grass to feed sheep, which is impossible to do.

Just as Temur and his party were walking to the middle street, suddenly an angry shout suddenly sounded: "Temur, die!"

With Ling Zuoying's angry shout, a sword light and sword shadow suddenly exploded on both sides of the long street.

Zhang Junbao and Xu Ming and Bai Youchou, who were good at using big guns, were all hiding on both sides of the road to raid, while Ling Zuoying and Fan Chong, who were clever and skillful, attacked on the rooftops on both sides.

Zhang Junbao pressed all his mind into the sword in his hand at this moment, and his knife technique was inherited from Shaolin's sword-breaking knife technique, but it was more ruthless, leaving no room for it, and he had the essence of the knife technique quickly and ruthlessly.

In contrast, Zhang Junbao's left-hand sword was like a spring breeze and rain, completely hidden in the fierce and ferocious sword light, but when Temur's personal soldiers parried the sword light head-on, and when the long knives collided, he felt that the fierce sword light was not strong, and the next moment he felt a cold throat, and then blood spurted out.

Although he has decided to use a sword, Zhang Junbao is also very clear that his current knife skills are far more clever than swordsmanship, so he has not given up using a knife for the time being, for him who has a faint Taoist nature, it is not difficult to use the knife with the right hand and the left hand to make the sword, especially after the day of "Zen heart is destroyed, from the Buddha into destruction", Zhang Junbao clearly felt that he has been practicing in Shaolin Temple since childhood, and the mellow and gentle internal strength true qi like the sun has gradually transformed into a cold and cold qi, soaking the body.

This kind of cold and cold qi makes him more and more calm and rational in battle, but at the same time, it also makes it more and more difficult for his emotions to fluctuate, which is obviously not the number of internal strength of the righteous path.

Staying in the Shaolin Temple for so many years, although the Shaolin Temple has always forbidden himself to practice martial arts, but the basic judgment ability under the influence of the ears and eyes is still there: the cultivation of internal strength is affected by both the body and the spirit, and the Shaolin Temple as the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, the master of the door refines the Dharma, and the internal strength qi machine cultivated should be more mellow and peaceful, not stained with murderous energy.

The sword is like a scissor, tearing the night rain, and in the hands of Zhang Junbao, it shows the way of priority, speed and slow change. Blood and water, shouting to kill, have pierced the sky.