Xuanmeng and Benxu got together for a few days, inquired carefully about the location of each sect and faction, and the situation of some famous figures, and asked about the Xuandu Gate a hundred years ago. Ben Xuan gave him detailed instructions and explanations one by one.

In the past few days, Benxu, Xuanji, and Ruan Gang Leader carefully analyzed the current situation of the martial arts, and finally asked the two of them: "The heavy task of quelling the catastrophe of the martial arts is up to the two of them, and I hope the two of them can work together to curb the Shura Sect and benefit the martial arts." The two of them were modest, and they stayed for a long time, said goodbye to their original modestion, and went down the mountain.

Xuanmeng stayed in the mountain for more than a month, Benxu explained a lot of basic martial arts principles for him, so that he could practice in the future, and also gave a set of self-created palm books and Shaolin introductory boxing Fuhu boxing book. Because Xuanmeng is not a Shaolin disciple, he cannot teach him with less * merit. In the early morning of this day, Xuanmeng kowtowed to Benxu a few times, said goodbye and went down the mountain.

At noon the next day, more than 100 miles away from Songshan, he came to a small town, entered a small shop, asked for a small dish, a few steamed buns, and sat in a corner of the lobby and ate slowly. Before a steamed bun could be eaten, several Taoist priests wearing long swords walked in.

Xuanmeng suddenly saw a few Taoist priests, secretly strange, and didn't want to provoke them, just bowed his head to eat. Who knew that the Taoist priests walked straight in front of him, hugged their fists and said, "This little friend, I'm sorry, the family teacher is upstairs and invited." Xuanmeng put down his chopsticks, learned from the man and hugged his fists and said: "These Taoist masters are very raw, do you recognize the wrong person?" The Taoist priest who took the lead smiled: "This child's heroic and chivalrous deeds on Songshan Mountain, we have witnessed it with our own eyes, how can we recognize the wrong person, you go upstairs and know yourself, please." ”

Xuanmeng secretly said: "I was wearing makeup at the hero conference in Songshan, how could they recognize it?" hesitated in his heart, but seeing that these people spoke politely, it was inconvenient to refuse, so he had to go upstairs with them.

The hotel is spread over two floors, and the rooms above are obviously a little more elegant. As soon as he entered the door, Xuanmeng saw an old Taoist priest sitting at a table, who was the head of Wudang, the head of the Xuanji Dao.

Although Xuanmeng had scruples about Xuanwu's Wudang faction, on Songshan Mountain, he saw with his own eyes that Xuanji maintained the reputation of Shaolin everywhere, and did not hesitate to spend his efforts to heal his wounds, and his prejudice had changed, so he said: "Xuanji senior, it turned out that you were old, and you didn't want to say goodbye for a month, and your old man has not returned to Wudang Mountain." ”

Xuanji greeted him and said: "This little friend, no, little knight, the old way is a little mundane, and he has been delayed a little, I never thought that I would meet you here, I am really happy." Come, sit down and have some food with Lao Dao. ”

Xuanmeng was embarrassed to hear him call him a little knight, and said timidly: "Old Taoist, don't call it that, I can't afford it, I just did what I had to do." ”

Xuanji said: "Children, don't be modest. What you did in Songshan that day was completely the demeanor of a generation of heroes, even if you are recognized as a chivalrous person in the martial arts, at that critical juncture, I am afraid that you will not stand up as easily as you. Although the children are young, but the chivalrous heart is clearly visible, you can't afford the word chivalry, who can afford it? ”

Xuanmeng waved his hand and said, "Old Daoist, you're welcome, I can eat everything." Then he sat down. Xuanji asked while eating: "This child, I haven't asked your name yet." Xuanmeng said: "I don't dare to be a big name, my surname is Zhang, and my name is Kexuan." Xuanji said: "Oh, Kexuan, then I will call you Zhang Xiaoxia." Xuanmeng said: "Old Daoist, don't call me a chivalrous or unchivalrous person, just call me by my name." Xuanji smiled: "Okay, I'll call your name." Why didn't you stay in the Shaolin Temple, but you came here? I saw that the abbot of Benxu was very blue-eyed to you. Xuanmeng said: "Abbot Benxu is really good to me, but I have other things to do, so I can't stay in the temple for a long time and listen to his old man's teachings." Xuanji said: "Kexuan, when the abbot of Japan talked to me about you, he was very appreciative, I listened to his tone, and I had the heart to accept you as a disciple, why, he didn't mention it?"

Xuanmeng nodded and said: "The old man of Benxu Abbot does have this intention, but I see that he is seriously injured and can't bear to disturb him." Xuanji smiled and said: "The abbot of Benxu wants to accept you as an apprentice, are you not satisfied? Although he said that his martial arts have been abolished, what he has learned in his heart is vast, and it is unique in the martial arts, and I don't know how many people want to worship him as a teacher. ”

Xuanmeng shook his head and said: "No, that's not what I mean, I naturally admire his old man very much, maybe we don't have a chance, how dare I underestimate his old man." Xuanji laughed and said: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but you missed it, it's a pity, it's a pity." Since the abbot of Benxu has failed to accept you as an apprentice, I also have this intention, and I dare not mention it. ”

Xuanmeng was stunned when he heard this: "Old Daoist, you say this, you can kill the younger generation, like you, the seniors, I can't ask for it, how dare I refuse? In fact, in the Shaolin Temple, I did not refuse the abbot of Benxu, and promised him to go to thank him in the future." ”

Xuanji nodded, "That's right." Kexuan, if you don't have anything too important, can you take me to Wudang?" Xuanmeng waved his hand anxiously and said, "No, no, old Daoist, I will go to see you in the future." I have important things to do now, and I really don't dare to delay. "But I said in my heart, as soon as I arrive at your Wudang Mountain, don't I be recognized by the Xuanwu Niu's nose, I'm afraid that your Wudang Mountain will fight the secret recipe again. Maybe you don't have this intention, who can guarantee that others don't?

Seeing his resolute refusal, Xuanji stared at him for a while, and said with a smile: "Kexuan, if you don't go, how can I force it, where are you going?" Xuanmeng said casually: "I want to go southwest." Xuanji said: "Okay, we are also going to the southwest, let's go together." ”

Xuanmeng had no fixed direction, only that they wanted to go back to Wudang Mountain, and would not go southwest, but they didn't expect it to be all the way. But once the words were spoken, they couldn't take it back, so they had to say: "Old Daoist, I don't dare to disturb your old man's cultivation." Xuanji smiled: "It's just a walk together, what's the bother." You are in the Shaolin Temple, I think the abbot of Benxu has not treated you badly, did he teach you some martial arts. ”

Xuanmeng said: "The old abbot of Cheng took a look at it and explained some of the truths in martial arts to me, but I didn't remember much in a hurry. In addition, he also passed on two sets of boxing books to me. As he spoke, he took out the two boxing books and handed them to Xuanji.

Xuanji stretched out his hand to take it, and when he saw the Fuhu fist book, he put it down, and the original palm technique of Benxu was hurriedly flipped over, and he sighed on the table: "The abbot of Benxu is really a contemporary martial arts master, I am ashamed of myself, but it is a pity that I was forced to abandon my martial arts by the big devil of the Shura Sect, which is really a pity." Kexuan, you have to practice this set of palm techniques, it is the painstaking efforts of the abbot of Benxu for decades, it is not trivial, and you must not show it lightly to others in the future. ”

Xuanmeng took it and said: "Thank you, the old Taoist, I will never dare to live up to the old abbot's expectations." ”

Xuanji lowered his head and pondered: "Since the abbot of Benxu has passed on these essence martial arts to you, even if I see you, I can't let you go home empty-handed, what good is it to pass on to you?" Xuanji waved his hand and said: "Kexuan, don't be polite, since the abbot of Benxu has passed on your set of palms, my Wudang palms dare not compare with Shaolin, and you can't enter my Wudang Gate, and this faction's swordsmanship can't pass on to you." Let's go on a journey together for a while, and let me explain to you the gist of swordsmanship. Xuanmeng insisted on refusing, but Xuanji insisted on teaching, Xuanmeng said gratefully: "Old Taoist, as long as you don't think the younger generation is stupid, I will go with you for a while and listen to your old teachings." ”

Xuanji laughed and said: "As long as you can afford my old way, you will be satisfied, with the abbot of Benxu in front, how can I not follow him? This is also the original intention of the abbot of Benxu to teach you martial arts. Xuanmeng thanked him again, and at the same time felt very uneasy when he thought that he had not shown his real name.

After eating, Xuanmeng and the Taoist priests walked slowly to the southwest. Xuanji explained swordsmanship to him when he was free.

The sword is known as "the king of short soldiers, the king of a hundred soldiers". But it is also the most difficult of all kinds of weapons to practice. Xuanji said: "Although the sword is called the king of a hundred soldiers, it is also the most difficult to practice. I haven't been with you for long, so I have to say a rough word, and the specific achievements in the future depend on your own cultivation. I'll start by telling you about the principles of swords. The spirit of sword movement should be highly concentrated, the whole body is relaxed, the breath is natural, the sword is led by the will, the momentum is moving, the technique, the eye, the body, the footwork, the step type, must be closely combined, so that the intention, the eye, the hand, the sword, the strength to, complete and unified, the posture is stable, the action is soft, the body is quiet, light and calm, coherent and round. When the sword is moved, the internal breath must go at will, and where the intention goes, the internal force must also be attached. The beginner of sword learning is mainly swordsmanship and moves, which is the basic skill of learning swords. But in the end, what determines the power of your sword is not swordsmanship and moves, but internal force. The moves are subtle, which is good, but the main thing is the cultivation of internal force. The higher the cultivation of the internal force, the greater the power of the sword. No matter how clever the swordsmanship is, when it encounters supreme internal force, it is at a loss. You see, my mediocre sword, which has no internal force, can only pierce half an inch into this tree. As he spoke, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and stabbed it at a big tree on the side of the road, and sure enough, the sword only pierced more than half an inch.

Xuanji continued: "You see that I have an internal force, the same sword. He was still in the same sword move posture as before. Xuanmeng sneered, but saw that most of the same sword had been inserted into the trunk of the big tree, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and shout: "Old Daoist, you are so powerful." Xuanji smiled slightly and said: "This is not very powerful, the internal force is cultivated to a certain extent, and when the sword is moved, it will be able to be sword qi." According to old legends, if it has supreme internal force, the tip of the sword can swallow out a sword that is more than a foot long. But for more than 100 years, no one has done so. However, a hundred years ago, the Xuandu Daoist appeared with a sword. In today's martial arts, although no one has this skill, the sword qi is real, qualitative and intangible, you see. As he spoke, he swung his sword and stabbed at a thin branch of the tree, which was still three feet away, only to hear a click, and the branch was broken in two, and the dead leaves of early winter fell one after another.

Xuanmeng looked at the fallen leaves fluttering in the air for a long time, and was even more impressed, and said: "Old Daoist, the attainment of the sword, I am afraid that no one in the world can match you." Xuanji smiled and said: "Don't say that, among the three mountains and five mountains, there are many capable hermits, maybe there are many people who are far better than me, but I don't know." To learn the way of martial arts, internal force cultivation is fundamental, and swords and knives are just tools. On the top of Songshan that day, I tried to find out that your internal strength is not weak, but you don't know martial arts at all, what's going on?"

Xuanmeng pondered for a moment and said, "Dao Chief, forgive me for having unspeakable secrets, and I can't tell the truth. Indeed, I have not learned any martial arts. ”

Xuanji smiled slightly: "Since you can't say it, don't say it." Remember, when the sword is moved, the internal force must follow the sword intent, and the sword will be the force. Next, I will teach you the basic sword posture of practicing swords. ”

Then he spoke and taught him some basic sword skills, such as stabbing the sword, splitting the sword, picking the sword, breaking the sword, and so on.

In only ten days, Xuanmeng has basically mastered the basic skills of sword training, and the use of internal force of the mind, and his heart is secretly happy. According to the mystery, as long as he cultivates the Guangcheng Mental Method, when the internal strength is completed, the martial arts will be prosperous, and then he will be able to kill the wicked people of the Shura Sect and avenge the Kexin family and his parents.