"Wuji and Taiji, Taiji moves and generates yang, moving and static, static and yin, static and complex movement. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info—Movement and stillness, each other is its root. "A man in coarse cloth in white stood in front of 3,000 people, with his shoulders and elbows down, his fingertips forward, palms down, loose waist, feet straight, parallel apart, the distance was at shoulder level. It was Wan Yankang who led everyone to start practicing Tai Chi.

3,000 people practice Tai Chi together, every move is almost the same, men, women and children, each group and row, the scene is spectacular and extraordinary.

"Sticking together, reciprocating and reciprocating...... Everywhere is a circle, everywhere is a boxing ......" After Yan Kang every time he got to a new style, he always narrated the essence of Tai Chi first, explained in simple terms, and spoke very fast but gave people the feeling that they would not not have heard it, and everyone was inevitably surprised at first, but now it is no longer strange after half a month, but there is more awe of the sect leader.

After finishing the morning exercise, Dugu Jian reminded: "Sect Master, in a few days, it will be the Emei Sect Leader, do you want to leave early?"

"So fast?"

"Master, what is the Emei Sect Leader's Association?" The Wu couple were too doting on this only son, on the one hand, the Yangtze River Haisha Gang was not qualified enough to participate, and on the other hand, they didn't cherish it too much, so that he didn't have the common sense that many Jianghu people should have?

"The Emei head will be a five-year event of the Emei faction, as the name suggests, it is a meeting to elect the head, and all the famous sects on the rivers and lakes on that day, the gangs will be invited to watch the ceremony. ”

"Master, why haven't you seen your father there?" he regretted a little as soon as he said this, he already realized that he had asked a stupid question.

"The head will be divided into two factions, the competition and the head of the competition, Emei often comes up with rewards that people can't refuse, so that the masters of each faction can't help but compete on stage, and so on after the end of the competition is the head of the competition, all those who are eligible to participate are registered one month in advance, and then draw lots to group, the final winner is the head of Emei!"

"Wouldn't this be too arbitrary? The one with the highest martial arts skills will definitely win, but the one with the highest martial arts may not be able to be the leader?"

"Candidates can ask someone to replace Wu!"

"Huh?" with a "This TM is okay!" expression.

The flag is displayed, and the crowd is crowded.

Although tomorrow is the head of Emei, when the town of Emei at the foot of Mount Emei is already overcrowded, there are people invited to come and dignitaries in the court, after all, obtaining the identity of the head of Emei is equivalent to having the qualification to compete for the throne may be the next monarch, and the members of the court and the political affairs can not come in person, but their children are a lot to participate.

When the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and it is inevitable that there will be a gentleman when there are more dignitaries, and the reason why the gentleman is different from the young talent is like the difference between fans and users, one brain is disabled, and one brain is complete.

"Little beauty, I am Wang Chusheng, the son of the official department, follow me to ensure that you eat fragrant and drink spicy!"

In the Yuelai Inn, a young man in Chinese clothes smiled at a Hengshan nun, only to see that the nun was pure with a bit of charm, plus the temptation of uniforms and identity, no wonder it made the young man in Chinese clothes itch.

There was no one to eat in the inn at the moment when the young man in Chinese clothes opened his mouth, and he glared angrily at the young man in Chinese clothes, but his self-reported identity was too intimidating, and as a "secretary of the ministry", God knows how many friends his father had made, and in order to provoke his own sect for a while, many people in the rivers and lakes dared to be angry and did not dare to speak when they thought about it.

As a qualified gentleman, he naturally won't just talk about it, although the mouth is always moving, but the hand can't stop, and when he is about to reach out and touch it, a chopstick shoots out like a sword out of the sheath, and when he is about to shoot through the palm of his hand, the other chopsticks are the last to hit the chopsticks away.

When the guards told him what had just happened, the young man in Chinese clothes shouted angrily, "Who is it? Who is it who is so ignorant of life and death that he actually plotted to murder the relatives and nobles of the imperial court!" A big hat was buttoned down, making everyone not only sigh a little in their hearts, "It seems that this product is still a little intelligent." ”

The inn was silent, but a voice was particularly eye-catching, "God-given, test you, which of the seven killings of my Divine Sect do you say this thing belongs to?"

When everyone heard the sound, they saw a group of people in a corner wearing white embroidered Taoist clothes with burning clouds, and a young man with a good appearance and temperament sat upright in his seat and said casually.

"Kill those who don't like it?"

"That's good!" As soon as the words fell, another chopstick shot out, although his secret weapon was not Xiao Li's flying knife, but the skill realm was there, how could the power be bad?

When he made a move, three chopsticks shot from different directions, without much thought, there was only one purpose, to stop this young and impulsive young chivalrous warrior from killing the killer.

It's just that Wan Yankang was only blocked with a casual blow just now, how could he be a group of scumbags who could block it with all his strength?

Everyone saw that a chopstick pierced the chopsticks coming from three directions, and the remaining momentum stabbed the young man in gorgeous clothes through the heart and then shot into the big wooden pillar of the inn.

"How is that possible?" a Taoist priest, a monk, and a sect leader sighed.

The guard of the young man in Chinese clothes also reacted when he saw the owner who fell to the ground, drew his knife and roared angrily, but after a few chopsticks, the inn returned to quiet, but it was not just quiet, but it seemed a little quiet.

Wan Yankang spoke again, "Xiao Er, come out to wash the floor!"

After hearing Yan Kang's words, everyone was a little speechless, and Xiao Er also recovered from the shock, but after relieving himself, several nurses were very efficient in reining the corpse.

On the top floor of the Yuelai Inn, a few eyes completely take in everything.

"Third brother, this is your jurisdiction, and you won't save the son of a minister who is still a scholar?"

"Help, how to save, I'll save you, wait for my body!" The middle-aged man who was called the third brother wore a hat on his head, wore coarse linen clothes, and looked like a down-and-out Jianghu guest, said angrily.

The woman who looked like an old bustard with heavy makeup waved a brocade handkerchief, "The third brother is the first innate master in our inn in a hundred years, why is he so unambitious?"

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes, but it was a man in a red leaf silk shirt who spoke: "The seventh sister wants to murder her husband, and we are happy to see it, but what should our attitude be?"

A man touched the Qinglian Sword in his hand, "What else can we do?" We can't afford to mess with him, this monster is a broken void at every turn, and then he often goes home to see the world, this time it is a prosperous year, listening to the information from the ancient town, he is definitely not reincarnated this time. And more importantly, he doesn't know what has happened in the past hundred years, and if he changes his benevolent style, this kind of butcher who has no scruples and no scruples is still less troublesome. ”

Everyone nodded secretly when they heard this.

(Apologies: Something happened, I'm sorry for the past two days.) ）