The old man of the mountain, Gadra, looked at the body in front of him for a moment, then opened the door, stepped out of the room, stepped down the steps, crossed the corridor, and stopped at the edge of a platform.

Twelve black shadows stood side by side in front of him, all bowing deeply to him.

The old man nodded and said to the only woman among them, "You have done a good job, Amina, Mahad is indeed disobedient, your loyalty has earned my trust, and from now on you will take Mahad's place." ”

Amina's face was solemn, and under the intricate faces of the other ten messengers, she stepped forward and bowed, "Thank you for your grace, Mentor. ”

The old man of the mountain nodded to Amina, then turned his gaze to the only one who was not his messenger, a young man from the east, and said approvingly: "What an outstanding child, my ears have been full of your great deeds in the mountains, and your deeds have become legends, and will be sung by generations of Assasin, and I will bestow on you the title of Assasin's messenger, and you will be the sword of Assasin, and your name will spread throughout all Mesopotamia, even the kings of the West, I will tremble at the sound of your name. ”

Qi Yufeng immediately stepped forward to receive the order, and the big hand of the old man in the mountain rubbed on the top of his head for a while before he got up and turned around.

Then the old man in the mountain looked at Yester, who looked blank and demented, and said with emotion: "Poor Yester ......"

He took a few steps forward, took Yester's hand, and lifted his long sleeves, revealing his arm, which was clearly seen by the light of the light, and the shape of a small black sword was depicted on the arm.

When Qi Yufeng saw this mark, he unconsciously glanced down at his arm, thinking that if it weren't for his internal strength and breakthrough in the realm, coupled with Amina's antidote, he would have almost been confused by this evil art.

The old man in the mountain glanced at the mark. "It's the vicious tricks of the Crusaders, who burn witches in their land, but they are happier than any witch to play these tricks." ”

After that, Qi Yufeng only felt a burst of cold air, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the old man in the mountain grabbed Yester's arm, and his body seemed to be steaming. There was white smoke constantly coming out of the top of his head, and he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart: "This old man's internal strength is so high, it seems to be on par with the best internal strength of the Central Plains Taoism, and although this internal skill is not mellow and square, it is not an evil skill, but it is a little different from the Persian martial arts said by the people of the Central Plains Mingjiao." ”

I saw that Jester was firmly grasped by him. His body trembled, and after a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "Mentor, Mahad is ......"

The old man in the mountain looked down, but saw that above Yester's arm, the small black sword had long disappeared without a trace. Nodding slightly: "Mahad has already gone to hell, don't mention this name again." ”

Yester seemed to have woken up from a big dream, but when he saw that the other ten messengers around him were all on the "vulten's nest", which was something that the Assasin sect had never done before, he immediately felt uneasy in his heart, and he could only nod his head again and again.

The old man in the mountain looked up and exhaled, as if he hadn't been active on such a night for a long time. He raised his head, looked at the surrounding scenery, and said with a smile: "It's rare that people have such a complete set of things today, you can walk with me." ”

Everyone immediately received the order, and they all stood behind the old man in the mountain, but they saw him walking a few steps, but they looked back at Qi Yufeng again. asked: "Qi, you are an Oriental, what martial arts did you learn?" ”

Qi Yufeng heard that he actually spit out Chinese, and the words were correct and round. Immediately stunned, he immediately replied in Chinese: "The villain learned the family martial arts, and later he also dabbled in the martial arts of various schools in China. ”

The old man in the mountain nodded, stroked the long hair on his chin, and asked, "Since you are from the Central Plains, have you ever heard of a person named Zhang Wuji in the Central Plains?" ”

Qi Yufeng said in his heart that this old man was really knowledgeable, and he could even find out Zhang Wuji's name, so he replied: "This person has heard a little about it, but he has not seen it with his own eyes. ”

The old man in the mountain frowned and asked, "According to what you have heard, what is the ranking of this Wuji's martial arts in your east?" ”

Qi Yufeng was strange in his heart, so he replied: "Zhang Wuji is the former leader of the Chinese Ming Sect, and his martial arts can be called the first in the world, but this is the first in the world, but it is also a little wet, just because he has a master Zhang Sanfeng Zhenren, who has never been defeated by anyone in his life, but he is now one hundred and forty or fifty years old, and it is not good to put him in the ranking when he mentions it in the martial arts." ”

The old man in the mountain said strangely: "But he is young, not more than thirty years old, his martial arts are so powerful, Master Tai is the first person in the martial arts world, why is his father not the first?" ”

When Qi Yufeng heard this, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, and said in his heart that even Zhang Wuji was young, and he actually knew that this old man in the mountains was really close to a demon.

Immediately, he replied honestly: "Zhang Wuji's father died when he was very young, and he did not practice Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts. ”

When the old man in the mountain heard this, he couldn't help but stop his footsteps, and sighed softly: "It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

After saying that, he asked again: "That Zhang Wuji's martial arts are in the same vein as his master?" ”

Qi Yufeng saw that he was so interested in Zhang Wuji, and he was already a little apprehensive in his heart, and immediately said: "This is said to be not, Zhang Wuji's internal strength and mental method are self-contained, called Jiuyang Divine Skill, and there are also some Mingjiao martial arts, as for the martial arts of the Wudang faction, but he only learned it after he became the first in the world." ”

The old man in the mountain nodded, and suddenly turned around and said, "What is your internal strength method?" ”

Qi Yufeng saw the old man in the mountain suddenly turned around, staring at himself with a pair of awe-inspiring eyes, almost breaking out in a cold sweat, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "The martial arts under the mountain also have some origin with this Jiuyang divine skill, Chinese martial arts, safflower and white lotus, the original family, have truncated each other for thousands of years, but the real difference has long been indistinguishable." ”

The old man in the mountain nodded and smiled: "It's a good thing to cut off the strengths and make up for the weaknesses." Your martial arts are very good, and in another ten years, you will be able to beat that Zhang Wuji. ”

When Qi Yufeng heard this, he couldn't help but be curious anymore, so he asked, "Mentor, have you met with this Zhang Wuji......?" ”

The group had already walked into the martial arts arena at this time, and the old man in the mountain watched the black clouds disperse, and a bright moon sprinkled the light down. I couldn't help but sigh slightly and said, "Yes, three years ago, I met him in Jerusalem, because he was too young, so he slapped him lightly, and he was raised for seven months before he recovered. ”

With that, he lifted a hand. gently touched his heart, and seemed to still have lingering palpitations about what he did back then.

Except for the old man in the mountains and Qi Yufeng, he knows little about Chinese, and seeing him old and young, he chatted very warmly. It's a little inexplicable, even if he doesn't make a sound, just stands quietly behind him, listening to the two of them chatting.

The old man in the mountain sighed for a while, and smiled at Qi Yufeng: "But after this battle, I also understand the mystery of Chinese martial arts, which is no less than my Persia." If we can be compatible and compatible, we can reach the realm of the Holy One. ”

Qi Yufeng knew that the realm of the sage mentioned by the old man in the mountain was the saying of the Assasin school, that is, the supreme realm of the five vehicles of the five vehicles, namely, the ritual vehicle, the Tao vehicle, the true vehicle, the vehicle and the supreme vehicle, and the emphasis on recovering one's own nature from temptation and restoring one's original nature, true nature. Clear-mindedness, unity of nature and spirit, in order to be perfect.

Immediately, he didn't know how to speak, so he nodded slightly.

The old man in the mountain smiled slightly, suddenly raised his hand, and suddenly punched out, rolling up a gust of wind. I could only hear a terrible whistling in the night sky.

Qi Yufeng relied on the power of the wind, and he could only hear the sound of the wind. There are seven different forces, either fierce, or feminine, or rigid and soft, or soft and rigid, or horizontal, or straight forward, or inward, and I can't help but be surprised: "This ...... This is the Seven Wounds Punch. ”

The old man in the mountain looked back and smiled, "Your ears are very sensitive, this should be your Chinese Kongtong Sect's Seven Injuries Fist Technique, but—I didn't learn it from that friend of yours." ”

Qi Yufeng's heart moved, and he said, "I learned it from Zhang Wuji's hand?" ”

The old man in the mountain nodded approvingly, turned around and patted Qi Yufeng's shoulder, and said, "You are very smart, smarter than all my disciples!" He punched me, but I learned his martial arts. ”

He turned his head, and another punch was gently sent, rolling up a gust of feminine wind, Qi Yufeng but saw that although this punch seemed to be slow, the punch power was complex, the throughput flickered, ever-changing, and the power was extraordinary.

The old man in the mountain finished this punch with great interest, and did not look back, turned his back to Qi Yufeng, and said: "What can you understand from this punch?" ”

Qi Yufeng said casually: "This martial art is really powerful, but if you practice seven injuries, if you practice it by someone whose internal strength has not been perfected, it will cause great harm to yourself." In my Chinese pharmacology, I pay attention to the five elements of yin and yang, gold, wood, water, fire and earth in the human body. Therefore, the so-called "seven wounds" are to hurt oneself first, and then hurt others......"

The old man in the mountain raised a hand, interrupted his words, turned his head and smiled: "You and I have reached the peak of our martial arts and reached the edge of the sage, it's just the difference between walking earlier and later, this kind of truth is good, but what use is it for people like us?" ”

Qi Yufeng immediately groaned silently, lowered his head and thought hard, he knew that if he said some insights in Chinese martial arts, he would definitely enlighten this old man, although he could not help but leak the mystery of Chinese martial arts, but if he said some ordinary truths, he could not help but be pleased by the old man in the mountains.

In the past year, he has achieved a small success in Wuji Pure Yang Gong, and the purple qi in the dantian is even more abundant, he openly obeys Mahad's Jianyì, but secretly joins forces with Amina, after the teaching of the two masters of the assassination faction, the martial arts of the Assasin faction have been practiced so much that they can no longer practice, but today for the first time facing this old man in the mountains, he always felt that he was still short of something, and it seemed that he could not really peek into the true mystery of the ancient martial arts of the Assasin faction.

At this point, he didn't have the heart to win against the old man in the mountains, so he was more wary, listening to him ask like this, I was really afraid that he would listen to his first words, just like Zhang Sanfeng, who was as enlightened as Zhang Sanfeng, and soared to the ground, but how did he deal with it?

Immediately, he had an idea, and he asked, "What have I realized, I don't talk about martial arts, but I say something else, can't it?"

Immediately, he had a certain plan in his heart, and said: "This Seven Wounds Fist, although it is powerful, but it must have corresponding internal cultivation, if you are not properly prepared, you will be physically and mentally injured, and your mind will be damaged, but a person who practices martial arts, who sees such martial arts, but can be willing to stop and not practice?" The more we learn martial arts, the more we feel small, and the less ingenious ideas we have, the more difficult it is to create a new world, but if we encounter new martial arts, we can't help but practice them again, otherwise we won't be able to progress. ”

His words were to sigh that Zhang Sanfeng had only learned the remnants of Jiuyang, but he had created such a timeless achievement as Taijiquan, and he felt that he actually said something, but he didn't remember it at all, but when the old man in the mountain heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he said: "What do you mean, you mean that I can't practice your Chinese martial arts?" ”

Qi Yufeng was shocked when he heard this, and said in his heart that this old man in the mountains should also be really careful, I will talk about it casually, he actually took it to heart so much, and it was extended to his own head, even if he bowed and apologized: "The villain doesn't dare." ”

The old man in the mountain was silent for a long time, sighed and said, "The more you learn, the less you know." I don't know why. In the far west, there was the city of Athens, where a thousand years ago there was a great philosopher, named Socrates, who, in his old age, was imprisoned for false accusations, but when he heard someone next door singing a song that he had never heard before, he asked the cellmate for advice. ”

The prisoner was surprised and asked, "Don't you know that you are about to be executed, why do you want to learn a new tune?"

Socrates nodded, "I know that when I die, I will have a new song."

After telling the story, the old man in the mountain paused for a moment, and then said: "A hundred years ago, I sent the ancestor to lead Altaïr, who was the highest martial artist in the Assasin sect in the past, and also learned the martial arts of the major powers, and had many adventures, and supplemented by the holy relics of the crusaders, at the age of ninety-two, he was able to break through the realm of life and death, in order to enter the ranks of the saints, we have no crusader relics, the only way is to work hard. ”

When Qi Yufeng heard this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and immediately felt a trace of admiration for this old man, like his age, especially with such an enterprising heart, but it was really rare, and he himself seemed to feel that he had seen the end of himself, it seemed to be a transparent ceiling, but no matter what, even if you fell and broke the blood, or even died in Huangquan, you can't get through.

This old man is so old, he still wants to fight to the death, such ambitions really have Zhang Sanfeng's perseverance.

Immediately, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Yes, the more you practice martial arts, the more you will be in the rules, and within the radius, you seem to be bound, but you can't do it without practicing, you can only think slowly in order to break through." ”

The old man nodded and smiled, and patted him on the shoulder again.

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