The first thing that caught his eye was a quiet and serene village fort, which was Lijiabao in Luling, Jiangxi, and the time was the twentieth year of Dayuan Shunzong. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

One night, Lijiabao was lit by fire, with swords and swords. The next day, the corpses of relatives and clansmen were scorched between the scorched wood and embers.

For 20 years, this scene has been repeated. He seemed to see his father, his mother-in-law, and his half-brother die under the knife, which was naturally just a phantom, and he was not yet a year old at that time, still in infancy.

On that day, he and his mother went back to their grandfather's house in a neighboring county. The enemy will also rush over, again with knives and fire, but the mother and son still slip through the net, because they have already set off to come back and missed on the way.

The hometown could not be settled, and the mother and son were displaced to a foreign land. In the countryside thirty miles from Suzhou, they have another home: a stepfather, a mother, and a half-sister.

Seven miles outside the village, there was a tall tower, and since he was sensible, he longed to reach the top of the tower. When he was seven years old, he went there for the first time with his sister, who was three years older than him, and looked at the swallows hovering at the top of the tower for a long, long time.

He also went to school for enlightenment, but he was always bullied by his classmates, and when he came back, he argued about why his father's surname was Lu and his surname was Li. Her sister called it vexatious, and always coaxed him out at such times.

When he was eight years old, his mother told him in tears while spinning that he was the last member of the famous Li family in Luling.

The Li family's marksmanship, before the Yuan people entered the Central Plains, was quite famous in the martial arts. In the Yuan Dynasty, it was strictly forbidden for the Han people to hide weapons privately, and the horses were all allowed to enter the officials, and they were not allowed to hunt and practice martial arts, and the Li family declined. Until the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the world rose together, and the Li family was fortunate to have his heroic brother Li Zixiang, who walked the rivers and lakes at the age of seventeen, and the Li family, which had been silent for a hundred years, only then did it prosper again, but within a few years, it was wiped out.

The next day he left home, and he did not even envy the swallow, and wanted to be the eagle, the eagle that flew over the meadow and cast a great shadow on the ground. He played the example of his heroic brother and revived the Li family. I still remember when I went out, my sister, the only one who knew about it, was threatened by him, and she didn't dare to tell her parents, so she hid behind the door alone and cried with red eyes.

Li Zijin wandered to Jinling and watched Ma Fengcha in the dart game. The old dart master who was grinding his temperament in his spare time asked the headless public case of Li Jiabao in Jiangxi, and who had the best kung fu on the rivers and lakes, until he could not ask any more, he went to his hometown in Jiangxi, visited the grave of his father and brother, and then set off to Hengshan to worship the famous Wulin monk Forget Shi as a teacher.

Scratch someone's back

On the first trip to Hengyang, Li Zijin met a person on the way. This man decided most of his future fate.

Walking in the mountains to block the rain, Li Zijin saw a dilapidated ancient temple, the eaves collapsed, and the rain poured down like a small river. He closed the door, gathered the remnants of the wood on the ground, made a fire, took out some dead birds from their coats, skinned them, and roasted them on the fire.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", the wood behind the door fell, the wind outside the door blew in, and a wild man appeared at the temple gate!

Li Zijin was startled, and quickly picked up a thick log in his hand to fill the fire.

The man's face was full of thoughts, and he put his hair on the top of his head in a mess, and surrounded his face in all directions. With thick eyebrows and big eyes, the lion's nose is not much taller than the horizontal flesh of the cheeks. The gray coat was damp, as if it had just crawled out of the river.

The fire is blazing, and the barbecue on the fire is tantamount to a wonderful dish for people who have not eaten water and rice for three days.

The wild man closed the door with his backhand and approached step by step.

Li Zijin reached out to withdraw the bird's meat, hid it in his arms, and stared at him with both eyes.

The savage did not rob either, but took off his clothes, revealing his hairy chest, and his wet clothes were roasted by the fire, and the taste was unpleasant, and he commanded:

"Bring it!"

"Why?"

But the wild man saw that the child was afraid, but not as much as he imagined.

The wild man's eyes were rolled, and they were all white beads, and his hair and beard suddenly opened like thorns, and there was no wind to automatic. He was determined to frighten the child, and to make him willing to sacrifice the bird's meat. Otherwise, with his skills, he called "let go", and he really had the ability to force people to put down their weapons obediently, and he actually had to grab meat with children to eat, although no one else saw it here, and it was disgraceful to think about it.

"If you don't stop, I'll throw the meat out!"

When the savage heard the sound, he immediately turned out the black beads, revealing a fierce light, but it wasn't the kid who was going to throw it towards the wall!

It was easy to kill the child, but the wild man finally sighed:

"Bring it, I've got something to exchange for you. ”

Li Zijin-for-tat:

"Take it out and see what it is!"

The savage had an idea, and snorted gloomily: "Martial arts." ”

This is the last resort, and if it doesn't work, I have to do it. He thought that if it weren't for Fengzhi Cao, he wouldn't have stayed in this martial arts mountain, this kid actually spent the night alone in this barren mountain, and he would judge that he didn't care to rob it, and when he rolled his eyes, he made a move, which showed that he had a bit of a background. For children who know martial arts, the magic of the word "martial arts" is greater than anything else.

"Take it out, take it out. When the savage saw the child put the meat on the fire again, he muttered to himself, "What kind of meat? It turned out to be bird meat, and it was really a bad dog in decay, and for the sake of these rotten meats, he had to put so much effort into it—probably he was really hungry and faint." ”

The savage said "martial arts" one more gloomily, and then stuffed the meat into his mouth.

Li Zijin took out a few pieces with his backhand Three or five days ago, what could be called steamed buns, he ate them with relish.

The wild man pursed his lips, stretched out his hand again, and got two pieces, as if the word "martial arts" was much more useful than the three words "take it".

When the savages finished eating, they fell asleep. Li Zijin took his wet clothes and dried them by the fire.

The next morning, the wild man woke up, it was dawn, and the rain had stopped. The child stared at him like a lion.

The wild man put on his dry clothes, took the steamed buns handed over by the child, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"What about martial arts?" the child asked.

The savage grinned as he walked: "Where's the bird meat?"

He thought the boy would reply, "You have eaten the bird." So he added to himself: "Haven't you learned martial arts?" At that time, he must have walked to the door, and the matter naturally passed.

Who knew that Li Zijin replied like this: "I gave you bird meat, but you didn't teach me martial arts." ”

This is how Li Zijin learned a set of Tunak kung fu, which is still unknown to this day. He was still grateful to the nameless wild man, and thought he was not a bad person. Although, at dusk that day, the wild man was leaving, Li Zijin asked, "Why didn't Master take me?" and the wild man replied, "Not Master." And he shook out of the temple gate and disappeared into the twilight.

Forget the stone and kaiseki

The Forgotten Stone Monk is located halfway up the mountain on the south side of Hengshan. The room has only one row, and the central living room is slightly protruding from the front and back, so that the exterior is cross-shaped, and it is all made of ashlar stones: stone walls, stone walls, stone steps, stone pillars, and stone rooms.

On the left side of the living room, there is a room, which is both a study and a bedroom, luxuriously furnished, but without losing the bookish atmosphere. People outside the house, no one can see that there is such a house in the rough stone house, just like an ordinary farmer, how can he not see this master, it is the northern faction of Qiankun palm and the star sword, the "Central Plains Yiding" Fang Jianchen has the potential to fight all over the world.

In the afternoon of this day, after the practice of Fang Jianchen, a monk of Forgotten Stone, he sat alone in the fighting room, and suddenly heard a commotion outside the door, but it was not like the enemy came to the door, so he slowly paced out, it turned out that it was the family Lao Wang and a child around ten years old arguing.

Lao Wang's body was magnificent, his eyes were bright, and his head was full of gray hair, and he was angry at this time, and when he saw his master come out, he whispered to him in a few words, while squinting at the child - Li Zijin.

When the monk heard that he was going to come to learn from the teacher, he shook his head again and again, meaning that he didn't need to talk about it. I thought to myself: "How can I have the heart to take care of a child again at this time, a stone is enough trouble, not to mention, this child's foundation does not seem to be good." ”

As soon as Li Zijin saw the demeanor of the Forgotten Stone Layman, he knew that the person who came was the famous teacher he had traveled thousands of miles to worship, so he forgot to speak, and looked at him almost with the mood of admiring the appearance of the gods, and his whole mind was intimidated by the spirit of the Forgotten Stone Monk.

Fang Jianchen's eyebrows are clear and bright, his hair and beard are still black, he is not like the age of knowing his fate, it can be seen that he must be handsome and extraordinary when he is young. He became famous with a weak crown, his seniority is higher than his age should be, he has no friends or parties in his life, he is alone, and he knows only three or five people. Half because he thinks he's too high. The choice of friendship is too harsh, half of it is because of the frustration of the love scene, and the temperament is inevitably withdrawn. After forgetting the stone until middle age, Fang Shi married a wife, and his wife was a Miao girl, unfortunately only three years after the knot, and then returned to the west, leaving a woman Fang Kaizhi. Her father found a good master for her, and he lived there, not by Fang Jianchen's side.

The monk took a few steps behind his back on the stone steps, looked back at Li Zijin again, and said simply, "I don't accept apprentices anymore." ”

In ancient times, there was a rhyme of Chengmen Lixue, Li Zijin came not in season, and there was no snow in Hengshan, so although he begged bitterly, he cried and cried for a long time, and the monk forgot to forget the stone and was still unmoved, and closed the door.

It wasn't until the time of the lantern that Fang Jianchen said to Lao Wang: "This kid is really pestering, take him in for the time being, and help you do some chores." ”

He originally meant to ask Lao Wang to accept Li Zijin as a disciple. Lao Wang was a lone thief in the seven northern provinces, once he went too far, and found Fang Jianchen, at that time, "Central Plains Yiding" was about to return to Hengshan, and asked a master to look at the portal for him, so he made a promise, and the loser would be a servant for ten years. As a result, there are fewer giant thieves in the north, and there is one more family member in Hengshan - in terms of Lao Wang's skills, it is more than enough to teach an apprentice.

So Li Zijin - he himself changed his name to Li Jing, and Li Zijin was too literate and crepe. He became the little family member of the Fang family. The fact that the little family worships their old family as a teacher has not become a fact. It is rare to see a monk who forgets the stone all day long, and he doesn't pay attention to Li Jing's existence at all, and Lao Wang doesn't like this child, because Li Zijin doesn't have the benefit of being innocent as a child, and Li Zijin is even more reluctant to speak by himself. He had already made up his mind in his heart, or not at all, or the best. Obviously, he thought that Lao Wang was not good enough.

On weekdays, he only did some chores such as fetching water, collecting firewood, and lighting a fire, and slept alone in a corner of the kitchen at night. He always used the night to sit cross-legged and practice, and gradually he was able to, as the savage said, to stand in the market, and not move.

When he was able to pinch small stones into powder for the first time when he was going up the mountain to collect firewood, his tears naturally burst out of his eyes and lurked on the stone powder in the palm of his unfolded hand.

One day, Li Zijin sent lunch to the hillside fifty zhang away behind the house to give it to the young master as usual. The young master's name is Wei Huaishi, who is the "Central Plains Yiding", and now he is the only descendant of Fang Jianchen, who claims to be a monk who forgets the stone, and lives in a stone room there.

The stone chamber has only three sides, and the back side is submerged into the mountain and becomes a stone cave, so although it is four zhang deep and two zhang wide, it is still square from the outside.

Although Li Zijin was not without resentment towards the Forgotten Stone Layman, he only sincerely envied Wei Huaishi's good luck, and he was ashamed that he was inferior to Wei Huaishi in a hundred things. When Li Zijin heard his name for the first time, he almost laughed, the master wanted to forget the stone, but the apprentice wanted to carry the stone, it was really like a sincere anger, how did he know that there was a story of blood and tears in the middle.

"Young master, the meal is here. ”

Li Zijin didn't just leave his food outside the door today, and turned around to leave, but pushed the door in, and the door was actually a big stone slab.

"How do you push the door?"

Wei Huaishi, who was three years older than him, pushed the book up, his face was like a crown of jade, his nose was like a hanging gall, his sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, his outfit was still plain, and he was dressed in white Confucian clothes.

"This one is so heavy. Li Zijin said with a sad face, in fact, this is easy for him, since he learned that hand from the wild man in the mountains.

Li Zijin was very disappointed when he saw that the young master was only studying, and he wanted to open his eyes this time it was hopeless, he wanted to see how the apprentices of famous teachers learned art, and made up his mind to learn secretly, even if it was good to be half a claw.

Wei Huaishi doesn't have a good impression of this little family, although Li Jing is not good-looking, and his stature is not shorter than him, but his identity is very different, and he has nothing to talk about, besides, he only came out of the stone room once in seven days, and went back with the master to visit his mother, and the master and apprentice passed on the light skills on the way.

Li Zijin looked at the stone room with a ghostly head, the stone room had no windows, and there was a jade plate hanging on the top, which was inlaid with twelve night pearls. In addition to the bookshelves and desks, the most striking thing is the stone bed—the bed is cold to the touch, and it has many benefits to sleep for many years! In the deepest part of the room, there is a wooden frame made of trees, like a monkey's nest.

"Practice the hidden weapon, plug in the incense before and after the high and low, and extinguish all in one shot. Li Zijin guessed in his heart, and asked, "What is that shelf for?"

"Practice the hidden weapon. Wei Huaishi replied succinctly, while noticing that the little family was looking at the fingers on the table with their hands and feet, and hurriedly said, "Don't turn it over! Master's, besides, you can't understand it." ”

Autumn goes to winter, once the fog comes, the morning light shines through the morning fog, the trees in the fog are only faint shadows, and the dense fog between the valleys, not illuminated by the sun, is thicker and denser.

He had just come back from outside when he suddenly heard a girl's voice: "Little family!

What caught her eye was a girl with thin hands and feet, only eight or nine years old, dressed in scarlet trousers, combed two long braids, smiling, her eyes were dark and big, and her hand was pointing at him, as if she was seeing something funny.

Li Zijin was annoyed and said, "What's the matter?" and scolded in his heart: "Where did the little monkey come from?"

"It's so fierce!

The little monkey shouted, and the way he walked was very strange, his hands were raised above his head, as if he was lifting a heavy object, and his steps were very heavy, as if he was extremely forceful, but the man slipped away and disappeared, and there were bells jingling when he walked, and he kept hearing them.

Somehow, Li Zijin became even angrier, and scolded again, "Monkey play!"

In the hall, the lights and candles are brilliant, which is also rare, and the laughter can still be faintly heard. Originally, no one in the family of the Forgotten Stone Lay had ever laughed, and they rarely even met each other. Li Zijin couldn't help but have an urge to go and see it.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I looked at it and heard the voice of a female guest:

"Is this your new apprentice?"

This **** and the forgotten stone monk sit as guests and hosts, with white clothes and white skirts, dark coats, and slight fish patterns at the corners of his eyebrows when he smiles, which adds more charm.

"I'm ashamed that I can't stand alone in the world in martial arts, and I vow not to accept apprentices - oh, only one apprentice. The monk forgot that the stone monk looked a little solemn, his face was still smiling, and he looked at Wei Huaishi, who was sitting on the side: "Shi'er is very good, and the Qiankun palm has sixty percent of its power." The Wandering Star Sword is better, I don't have this kind of fire at his age. ”

Shi Mingzhu looked at his son with great satisfaction, and looked up at the monk who forgot Shi, with a look of approval, and suddenly sighed slightly with half-closed eyes, but the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile:

"I'm trying my best to teach that naughty baby. ”

The self-deprecating part of the words. Quite sensitive, busy said:

"You can't be wrong in teaching, but this kid doesn't have a mother. ”

At this time, after the "naughty baby and poor child" had counted the few black hairs left on Lao Wang's head, they crawled into her master's arms, still very restless. Li Zijin never thought that such a big child would have to be hugged, but the monk forgot to be stone, but he couldn't bear to look at this picture that was slightly closer to the joy of family, and sighed.

In the afternoon of the same day, the winter sun shone on the square field in front of the door, which was quite warm, and it was the day when all the old dogs in the world did not want to miss it.

Fang Kaizhi was so energetic that he wanted to take Wei Huaishi and Li Zijin to climb the mountain, although she rarely came back once a year, and she didn't know the mountain road at all. Li Zijin found that she never walked in a regular manner, and her heart was happy, that is, the posture of carrying things came out, and the tips of her shoes rolled up two pompoms, which were decorated with golden bells.

After the children went out, the monk began to stand up and paced, and sighed intermittently.

"I call myself the Forgetting Stone, but in fact, how can I forget the Stone? When will I forget the Stone?" It turns out that what he wants to forget is this Stone! Fang Jianchen's eyes suddenly flashed, and hatred revealed to himself: "He will take a name and get a good name!

Of course, Shi Mingzhu knew who the "he" in Fang Jianchen's mouth meant, and felt that the other party's Jianchen couldn't afford it, so he begged him softly and said:

"The children are so old, let's not talk about these things, okay?"

The monk really didn't dare to speak again, and the two sat silently, each thinking about their own thoughts.

Shi Mingzhu knew what he was thinking, and he knew that he had done too much for her.

When he knew that he wanted revenge on behalf of his husband, he came forward to seek revenge for his rival in love; he originally vowed not to accept apprentices, but also opened the vows for her, made an exception to accept the son of his rival in love as an apprentice, and taught him a unique skill;

At dusk, the children returned. Fang Kaizhi's cheeks were red from the cold, Shi Mingzhu hugged her in his arms and kissed her. Wei Huaishi's expression was calm, as if he was already an adult. suffered Li Zijin, was tricked by the little monkey for an afternoon, and swore not to deal with Yin people for a hundred lifetimes. He knew today that the master of the daughter of the monk was Wei Huaishi's mother, and he thought that he had only gained as promised in one day, but he didn't expect that he would remember again today that he would be angry, a happy child, which he had forgotten for nearly three years.

After that, the little monkey often came with her master, and at that time, it was the day when the whole family showed laughter, and it was also the day when Li Zijin couldn't cry or laugh.

One day in the summer of the second year when Li Zijin came to the place of the monk of Wangshi, the opportunity finally came, and Wangshi and Huaishi went to see Shi Mingzhu together, and Lao Wang suddenly found that the oil and salt were all used up, so he took advantage of the good weather to go to Hengyang to purchase.

Li Zijin slept like a dog at the door.

When Lao Wang was far away, he turned over and ran to Wei Huaishi's stone room. Pushing the door in, he rummaged through the desk, bookshelves, and bedside, carefully looking for a book—the book Wei Huaishi was reading when he came to this stone room years ago.

"How could it be gone? Can't even go out with you?" he was so anxious that he was sweating, and suddenly he came to his senses and ran back to the front room.

The stone room of the Forgotten Stone Layman, on the left side of the hall, he knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime, fleeting opportunity, and pushed the door in without hesitation.

The room is divided into two entrances, the front and the back, the front is the study and bedroom, with a variety of paintings and calligraphy, flashy and vulgar, almost so that he can't believe that this room is under the same roof as the kitchen where he has been wandering all the year round. But he hurried back in.

Its room was very bright, although there were no windows, the light came from the Night Pearl—it was also a board of twelve, and it was the same as the one in Wei Huaishi's room. In the center of the stone chamber is a large stone with a small hole in the center, the size of a finger. One side of the stone was light, and his face was dense, like a beehive.

Li Zijin believed that this must be a peculiar qigong practice, and ignored it. searched the case, and sure enough, I found the book of "Tuna Finger Fans". He didn't have a pen and paper to copy, but fortunately, he didn't have many words, he had a strong memory, and he read four words and one sentence, so he memorized them, and he didn't have time to deliberate on the meaning.

As he walked out of the stone chamber, he noticed that there were no traces. In the hall, he put on his shoes again, which he had taken off when he entered the stone chamber, and then went out to bask in the sun, and secretly recited the mantra in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, I suddenly felt a strange itch in my nose, and I reached out to sweep it, but it was like a shoe, and I was busy opening my eyes to take a look, and I was so angry that one Buddha was born, and two Buddhas ascended to heaven!

It turned out that Fang Kaizhi crossed his hands on his waist, looked down at him, stood on one foot, swept his face with one foot, and plugged his nostrils with pompoms on his shoes.

Li Zijin's first reaction was to stand up with a breath, his anger condensed in his arm, and he was about to palm, but he suddenly calmed down and ignored her. He was afraid that after a fight, the mantra he had memorized painstakingly would run away, although he had long wanted to beat her up, and he was always teased by her, which was really annoying.

Li Zijin suddenly remembered a thought, so he "exhaled" and slapped his palm with all his might! This was the first time he had made a move since he practiced martial arts, but he only felt that the little monkey had long disappeared in front of him. Li Zijin hurriedly turned around, and with another palm, he found that Fang Kaizhi dared to fly into the air, rushing down, and shrank back in a hurry, asking her to fall firmly!

Fang Kaizhi first looked at the anger of the little family, and suddenly disappeared, Zhengjue was not interesting, not afraid that he would suddenly sneak attack, his heart was happy, shooting straight into the air, head and feet, sticking out his tongue to make her smug face, that knew that the little family was so stupid that he could only reflexively punch, but he didn't see it, so he had to close his abdomen and chest, and his head and face naturally rose up, and he fell suddenly. As soon as she got dusty, she flew up with her right foot and kicked at the little family!

Li Zijin screamed that his left arm hurt into the bone marrow, and he simply forgot to palm his hand and threw himself over with his arms open......

"Li Jing, you're crazy!"

I don't know when, Wei Huaishi was already present, and when he saw this, he scolded angrily, and there were two people behind him, Fang and Shi. As soon as the monk forgot Shi and Shi Mingzhu were together, he was in a good mood, his face was like the winter sun, and he was not angry. Shi Mingzhu Yingying walked over and grabbed Fang Kaizhi, the little monkey was in the master's arms, and began to punch and kick the ground.

Li Zijin ran to lie on the ground again, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and was very proud of his alertness: "As I expected, I knew that she would not come alone." After all this trouble, shouldn't the Forgotten Stone Monk wonder what the hell I have done so far...... Just being kicked by that little monkey will be really unlucky for a lifetime!"

On the same day, Li Zijin had a quiet afternoon, and Fang Kaizhi ignored him. But when she was about to go back with Master, she ran to the kitchen.

"Hey, why are you hitting me?"

"Why are you fooling me?"

"I'm joking with you. ”

Li Zijin came angrily again, bullied others, and said that it was a joke, so he said forcefully: "I'm also joking when I beat you!"

The little monkey clapped his hands and grinned, "Yes, we are all joking, and no one is allowed to be angry with anyone." ”

Li Zijin realized that he had lost much worse than he thought.

The kitchen, except for the roaring fire, was pitch black.

Li Zijin cowered beside the stove and worried. The firelight reflected his face, flickering and flickering, just like the troubles in his heart, rising and falling.

He had learned all the mantras he had learned this afternoon--in the past, before his mother went out to seek art, he had been studying in a private school, and he was not unfamiliar with reading the articles and sentences---the twelve points through which the true qi flowed, although they were similar to those taught by the savages, but the order of the route was completely different, and he was troubled by this?

The tongue of fire in the stove, swallowing and spitting, flickering east and west, sometimes forming a large stream of spit out, in this tongue of fire that spits and receives, there seems to be some kind of meaning, ready to come out. Li Zijin frowned, staring at the tongue of fire, trying to read some thoughts from the red fire—thoughts that could help him solve the problem in front of him!

"Yes, I'll put aside the mantra of the savage for the time being, and change to the one of the Forgotten Stone Layman—in the end, like two fires, become one!"

In the third year of his coming to Hengshan, that is, when he was thirteen years old, he learned to split the empty palm from Wei Huaishi.

At this time, he was able to merge two different methods of luck into one. But what made him happiest was that, in spite of the depth of his inner strength—which he had previously been able to crush stones, but now he could break them two feet apart—his temples were so full that there was no bulging phenomenon, which he thought would be of great help to his future actions.

A spring afternoon. Wei Huaishi came back from his mother with his master.

It was as if he had been driven down from heaven, sullen and absent-minded. In order to try his footsteps, Wei Huaishi rushed forward, leaving his master far behind.

Look at the small hill again, when he arrived home, Wei Huaishi suddenly found that the little family was sitting alone under a tree, and there was a row of big stones in more than two feet in front of him, placed at intervals, like battlements. The side cliff is steeply dropped, the mountains and rivers are like belts, smoke clouds and sand trees, and the history is presented in front of you.

Wei Huaishi slowed down and thought, "It's strange, the little family will also come out to appreciate the beauty of the mountains and rivers." ”

The little family didn't know what to think, but they didn't realize that Young Master Wei was coming. Wei Huaishi gathered his energy in his hand and shot it at the stone from afar.

"Bang", the palm force was everywhere, and the stones were destroyed, and Li Zijin was startled.

"What are you doing with these things?" Wei Huaishi asked casually, he had grown into a beautiful young man with a jade tree in the wind.

Li Zijin stood up and said in a slightly louder voice:

"You have destroyed my city! Ah, just break them all to pieces. He really wondered in his heart why Wei Huaishi didn't palm his hands continuously.

Wei Huaishi raised his hand again to break a piece, and said, "Stupid, how can that?"

Li Zijin took a closer look, and almost thanked all the gods in the heavens, and the stones that were broken the second time were not as broken as the first time!

"Oh my God, three years of servant, it's finally not in vain!" He felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, standing where Wei Huaishi had just stood, "Huh", "Huh", "Huh", "Huh", clapping his hands continuously, five or six boulders smashed in succession, and the gravel flew, he was simply crazy, raised his head and roared, and got carried away.

This is a picture that is timeless, on the hillside on a spring afternoon, the air is clear and clear, the mud is yellow and the grass is green, and the sun is removing gold everywhere. A young man, like a tree, stands proudly, the breeze blows his clothes, the wind is full of blessed voices, all the humiliation, all the shame caused by hard study, all become glorious in this moment, the mountain spirit loves, blood and tears irrigate, an orphan finally grows up.

Shi Shiran, a monk who forgot the stone, walked over, heard the whistle, and witnessed all this.

"This little thief, this little thief is actually here to go undercover!" Fang Jianchen gritted his teeth, both shocked and angry, and hurriedly rushed back to the house, flashing in the shadows, which Li Zijin could not detect. He wanted to quickly find Lao Wang, because he disdained to do it himself: "I quit the rivers and lakes, and the 'soul returning skill' that I practiced hard was so loved by outsiders, and I sent a thief to go undercover to observe!"

It turned out that when Li Zijin sneaked into the stone room of the Forgotten Stone Monk that day, the big stone he saw was the golden stone of the "Soul Returning Skill". When practicing this exercise, the person stands in front of the five steps of the boulder, exhales through the small hole in the center, and then collects the qi, so that the true qi swells upwards. The beehive that Li Zijin saw was the trace he had chiseled when he turned his imperial qi, dense and different shades, because the current skill of the Forgotten Stone Monk was not enough, and the true qi could not penetrate the stone to return to the truth.

If the "Soul Returning Skill" is practiced, Fang Jianchen will not only be the "Central Plains One Ding", but also the "World Ding". Famous hands to move, the skill is similar, to the move for the victory, Qiankun palm auxiliary this skill, the majestic palm power can be ethereal over the opponent, and then reverse the strengthening, attack the enemy's back, how different from the two of them join forces! You Xingjian can also have one more "free and easy" move, throw the sword, stab from the enemy's back, attack before and after, and be injured if you don't die. Fang Jianchen originally wanted to use this killer weapon and the Shaoyang Palm that had recently been transformed from the Qiankun Palm to enter the rivers and lakes again - but now, I don't know if it was that opponent, he actually sent a young disciple with no weak skills to spy on him, and it has been three years!

As soon as Li Zijin returned to the house, he heard Lao Wang shouting:

"Undercover thief, don't kneel yet!"

Li Zijin didn't know where he was born, and he was about to kneel, but when he saw the forgotten stone monk standing in the middle hall, he didn't feel angry, so he didn't kneel.

Lao Wang stared at the tiger's eyes, approaching step by step, stretching out his arm to clasp Li Zijin's wrist. Li Zijin instinctively dodged away, and at the same time made a palm, Lao Wang didn't care about the little family's hand, and hurriedly let go sideways, and his shoulder was swept by the palm wind, and he felt a faint pain.

The monk sneered, and sat still. Wei Weishi was in his own stone room and was not present.

Lao Wang was in danger of being plotted, his old face was hot, and he was ashamed and angry. The pushing arm made a palm-shaped, and the figure shrugged, and it had already flashed behind Li Zijin.

Li Zijin was very confident in his palm power, and was about to wave his palm to meet the enemy, when suddenly his whole body was numb and weak.

Lao Wang suddenly unlocked the acupoint of the little family again, and at the same time kicked his knee bend, and then clicked the acupoint. At this moment, Li Zijin naturally became kneeling, and people were still conscious.

Seeing that Li Jing didn't know anything about the moves, he was sure that he was not sent by the enemy, so his anger was half gone, and he shouted:

"Whom have you been instructed to come here to reconnoitre, and you have been summoned from the truth? ”

Li Zijin knows that if he doesn't handle it well, everything will be over. I wanted to be stubborn to the end, but I just ignored it, so I changed my mind. So he attributed his own skills to the savages in the mountains, and naturally added fuel and vinegar to render the savages well.

Of course, he wouldn't give out the mantra of the savage, and the monk who forgot the stone, a person of that status, naturally would not ask such a question.

Fang Jianchen noticed that Li Jing's temples didn't bulge, and he muttered in his heart: "The Qinghai faction's 'Cangming Heart Method' is so powerful? I don't believe it, this little ghost must be deceitful, but I can't do anything, I can't do anything about dealing with immature children with 'dividing muscles and wrong bones', Fang Jianchen can't do anything." So he decided to put it in words, because he said:

"I hate this criminal, and he will teach the old man his art privately. ”

Lao Wang was startled, looked at his master suspiciously, and then looked at Li Jing.

Li Zijin knew that he would deceive this family, but instead of confronting Wei Huaishi, it was better to be single, but to be honest, he accidentally saw a book, so he naturally changed the location, and it was in Wei Huaishi's stone room.

"Are you going to practice the two together?" Forget the stone monk's face did not change, and his heart was really not good.

Li Zijin nodded honestly.

The monk's expression changed, and he was furious, shouting: "This will not spare you." I won't embarrass you, abolish your martial arts, and expel you from the gate!"

His explanation, Lao Wang will carry it out.

Lao Wang kept a straight face, without any expression at all, and said: "In the baggage, there is silver and a medicine list, and you will be fine if you eat it." ”

After Li Zijin was slapped three times, the corners of his mouth and chest were full of blood, and he desperately spit out another mouthful, and asked:

"Why don't you give ready-made medicine?"

"Not here. ”

Li Zijin knew that this answer was both a lie and a truth. There is a medicine to cure injuries and a medicine to abolish people's martial arts, but there is no medicine to cure injuries and destroy people's martial arts.

An hour later, Li Zijin went down the mountain, and in order to show that he would rather die than abolish his martial arts, he deliberately threw his burden on the road. It was only halfway through that he stopped and closed his eyes to exercise, and after three weeks of true qi transfer, he felt a little better.

Wei Huaishi appeared in front of him and glared angrily: "Have you learned the Cangming Heart Method?"

Li Zijin didn't answer, knowing that Wei Huaishi would not stop there, but he didn't want to risk vomiting blood to answer this unwarranted sentence. How did he know that Wei Huaishi had a grudge against the Qinghai faction to kill his father, and he should ask this unreasonable.

Wei Huaishi slapped him in the face.

Li Zijin was unwilling to give up, and his shot was to split his palm, but he had no strength. Wei Huaishi protected his chest with one palm, and with a slight wave, Li Zijin vomited a mouthful of blood again.

"Don't forget who taught you to split the empty palm, and I don't care about myself today. Anyway, if you don't win martial arts, the next time you touch my hand......" He said this, only to remember that there would be no next time at all, because if the little family does not treat the wounded, they will die, and if the injury is treated, the martial arts will be exhausted, and there is no possibility of practicing again, so he only said half of the words, glared fiercely, and walked away, while thinking:

"That's fine, last time he and Xiao Zhi were bad and deceived me, which is equivalent to learning in vain. It's hateful that he doesn't really have a Qinghai faction, otherwise killing one will count as a ......"