Chapter Twenty-Nine: Spearmanship Like a God

Langzhong, since the Qin annihilation of the country to govern the county for more than 1,000 years, now for the Longzhou office, surrounded by mountains, like the treasure basin, the scenery is beautiful, the environment is quiet, the four seasons are like spring, it is a good place to retreat in the monastic way.

An old man with white hair and a fairy wind standing on the top of the mountain, looking up at the starry sky, only to see the stars, but in the eyes of the old man, those are not just stars, but a star, a life. The universe is too vast and wonderful to describe in words.

Since he and Yuan Tiangang performed "Tui Bei Tu" that year, he resigned and went into hiding, and Yuan Tiangang was nowhere to be found. Now that it had been more than a few years, he was old, and he felt that the end was near, so he went to the stars again at night.

Ever since the comet fell in the north three years ago, he had a thrilling feeling, but he couldn't be as a mortal as that god. In the past three years, I have been watching the stars every night, and I always feel foggy, and I have deduced several times, but there is still no result. The number of days is already changing, and in the future, every qiē will become the unknown number of lives.

Stretched out his hand and took out the "Push Back Map", unfolded it, couldn't help frowning, and then looked up to the sky and smiled, "False, false, the stars are moving, the universe is wonderful, it's hard to guess, I, let's go." ”

The old man said, standing still, the mountain wind was slow, blowing the old man's clothes, the boy had not seen the old man's movements for a long time, he stepped forward to see, he was shocked, and cried: "The fairy weng has gone!" ”

Soon, in the Xuanzheng Hall of Chang'an Daming Palace, Emperor Gaozong got the history of Longzhou Thorn, and he knew that Li Chunfeng had passed away. The old ministers of the DPRK and China were inexplicably sad. Emperor Gaozong posthumously crowned Li Chunfeng as the Taishi Order, and sent an envoy to Langzhong to mourn.

Wu Qing didn't know about the fairy-like Li Chunfeng, so he didn't have any sorrow, and at noon, he came to the outside of the City God Temple in Longqingfang on time.

Looking at the desolation of the mountainous land of Longqingfang, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this is Chang'an City, why is it so desolate. In the distance is Longqing Pond, the area is not large, the scenery is also very beautiful, it is a good place to play, thanks to the Longshou Canal, so it has never dried up.

"Well, you're pretty punctual!"

An old man's voice came from behind him.

Wu Qing was depressed, how could these masters always like to speak from behind when people were not paying attention, did this seem to be very high and unfathomable?

However, Wu Qing didn't dare to slack off, and immediately turned around and bowed, and said, "The apprentice has seen the master." ”

The old man didn't wear a night robe this time, nor did he wear a face scarf, this is a very healthy old man, his beard is still as black as ink, if it weren't for the two white sword eyebrows and the vicissitudes in his eyes, who would have known that this was already an old man who was nearly eighty years old?

"Okay, if you can accept two disciples at this age, God treats me well. Aren't you kid very curious, why can't you see it at all now, could it be that you pretend to be deep after learning the bullshit art of war from Li Ji for a few days? ”

This old guy, why is he so cynical, Li Ji is also a national prince. Wu Qing hurriedly said: "Master's appearance makes the disciple very pleased. ”

"Oh? Tell me, the old man thought you would be disappointed! The old man said.

Wu Qing didn't doubt it at all, this old man really had a way of health preservation, health preservation, those brick families in later generations were blown to the sky, but he hung up in a few years. "Master's appearance gives the younger generation a lot of confidence in the master, and the master has a long life, so that the apprentice can serve the master for a few more years and learn more skills from the master."

At first glance, Wu Qing was really a filial son, but after listening carefully, this guy was too purposeful. The old man smiled: "You kid is smart, if you can learn the heart of this sect, you will not be close to women for the rest of your life, and you will practice diligently every day, and it will not be difficult to reach the point of becoming a teacher." ”

"Ah, not close to women?" Wu Qing almost exclaimed.

In this way, he suddenly understood that it was no wonder that Zhao Yun became a family so late back then, and it turned out that there was such an inside story inside. It's not close to women, this is too harsh, I live in the Tang Dynasty anyway, and the Tang Dynasty girls who are like flowers and jade are greedy, for a while, Wu Qing was crazy.

"Okay, Wu Qing, don't wander out of the world." The old man interrupted Wu Qing in a daze.

Wu Qing hurriedly said, "Let the master laugh."

The old man said with a smile: "People are not ruthless, and the seven emotions and six desires are also human nature, you don't have to care, besides, the ancestor Tong Yuan has not set the rules, let alone let his disciples not be allowed to start a family." Therefore, there will be no such requirement for teachers. Today's teacher is to teach you "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix Gun", and at this time of year in the future, I will come to test you. When you have fully mastered this set of spear techniques, you can choose to cultivate the Qimen Dunjia technique of the master sect or the way of arranging troops, or the way of cultivating immortals, and so on. Anyway, you can learn whatever you want. There is only one requirement for being a teacher, one is not to be evil, and the other is to pass on the master's gunnery skills. ”

Wu Qing muttered in his heart, "Aren't these two requirements, and there is only one, cut!" ”

"Remember Master's teachings!"

"Old decay Dao number Qingfeng Zhenren, you can remember, you also have a senior sister named Yuwen Su'e, who is one year older than you, and when you are successful in cultivation, I will let him come to you." The old man said.

Wu Qing had a lot of thoughts in his heart, Senior Sister, don't be ugly. "I remember."

The temple is very dilapidated, because Buddhist temples and Taoist temples have been built in the past few years, and few people come to worship small gods like this. In addition, the area near Longqing Pond is already desolate, making this area sparsely populated. It gave convenience to Wuqing and Qingfeng Dao people.

"A Hundred Years of Phoenix Spear" has a total of nine styles and one hundred and eight moves, nine styles have, "Iron lock across the river, immobile as a mountain, chasing the stars and catching the moon, pointing to the country, the sky collapses and the earth cracks, the nine days of the Milky Way, shattering the stars, a hundred birds chirping, and the phoenix sings for nine days."

According to the meaning of Qingfeng Daoren, if you can practice the first three styles, you can become a tooth general, which is considered a second-rate general, and it is not a problem to deal with small thieves. If you can cultivate the first six forms, you will be a battlefield general, and you can become a first-class general. If you go one step further and master the seven styles, I have to say that there must be a place for you in the list of famous generals of the Tang Dynasty. If you master the eight styles, if there is no ** like Li Yuanba, then you are the only one in the world. As for the ninth form, it is very difficult to cultivate, this form is not only a test of the cultivator's body, but also requires the wisdom of the cultivator, even the Qingfeng Dao people have never cultivated. If you can really cultivate and succeed, you can take the rank of general among the millions of enemy troops, just like picking up something. Otherwise, why was Zhao Yun able to kill seven in and seven out in Changban Slope back then?

Qingfeng Daoist said that it was spittle, and Wu Qing was fascinated when he heard it.

It's just that each formula has a mental method, and Wu Qing doesn't seek to understand it, but forcibly remembers it. Then there are the various medicinal materials needed for cultivation, the first form of cultivation requires one hundred and eight, the second form is doubled, and so on, and you must bathe in the medicinal liquid for an hour every day, and each medicinal material can only be soaked three times at most. Wu Qing calculated that if he could refine the first eight forms, the amount of medicinal materials needed would be an astronomical amount!

Can you refine this Nima by yourself? It's no wonder that advanced martial arts can only be cultivated by children of rich families, which are completely piled up with medicinal materials.

However, Wu Qing agreed, and he had no choice. If you don't let people bully, you have to practice martial arts, and the troubled times are like dogs, if you can't protect all the people you cherish, it will be so sad.

So, the Qingfeng Dao people took out a burden from somewhere, and when they opened it, it turned out to be a spear, which was split into three sections. Qingfeng Zhenren also ignored Wu Qing's surprised expression, and soon a spear about seven feet long was in Qingfeng Zhenren's hand.

In an instant, Qingfeng Zhenren's momentum became more and more fierce, as if the wind was blowing on Wu Qing's face. Wu Qing was shocked inexplicably, is this Nima a fairy world? There is such momentum! Could this be the so-called murderous spirit?

Qingfeng real person moved, the spear turned, a block, and the Buddha blocked the river; Pick, smash, as if opening a mountain and breaking a mountain; A stab, a stroke, as if piercing the sky

Wu Qing was stunned, really stunned, is this Nima a martial art? Can martial arts have such an effect? The little friend was completely stunned.

The wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, and Qingfeng Zhenren collected the gun.

Looking at the stunned Wu Qing, he woke up with a slap and said, "Boy, if you can also practice this set of spear skills for decades, you will also have such momentum." ”

Wu Qing nodded in adoration, his eyes were like stars, at this moment, in Wu Qing's eyes, this Qingfeng real person is really a fairy-like figure.

"Disciples, remember Master's teachings."

So, from noon to dusk, Wu Qing was learning the first eight movements from Qingfeng Dao people, forcibly memorizing the moves, and then slowly with the assistance of medicine, relying on the mental method to cultivate internal strength, in order to perform real spearmanship.

In fact, what Wu Qing didn't know was that this big spear technique was the prototype of Neijiaquan hundreds of years later.