The willow white ape in the golden building fell to the ground, announcing that the grudge between the north and the south martial arts must also end with the fall of this last person.

This was said before the fight.

"Okay, after today, the grievances between the north and the south will be over!"

Gong Baotian vigorously tapped his arm.

He was emotional.

Li Cunyi was the same, he immediately walked into the stage from his seat, greeted Chen Xixiang, and said emotionally:

"Senior brother, you really did this, it is really a great merit, and future generations will remember you!"

Among the major fists in the south.

In the golden building, there are those who went up and were beaten away by Chen Xixiang, and there are also those who didn't dare to go up.

These people listened to the voices of the masters of the north and south who were wailing and snorting all over the four places in the Golden Tower, and when they heard Li Cunyi's words, their hearts were silent.

It's a bit of a trance.

The grudge between the north and the south of the martial arts does not know how many years and how many generations have accumulated.

Actually, it was really ended so simply.

Chen Wuhou of Taiji Sect wiped the blood from his lips, got up from the ground, and shook off the support of his disciples.

When he stood up, he glanced at Yang Luchan's son, then lowered his head and gasped violently, arched his hand, and said:

"From today onwards, my Chen Jiagou and your Yang family, there will be no new hatred and old hatred, and each will be clear."

When he said this, there was obvious anger in his tone.

After all, Yang Luchan walked out of Yangjiagou and opened up a new court, which made the status of Chenjiagou Taiji, who originally taught Yang Luchan, precarious.

People in the martial arts are already fighting for fame.

The people who came out of their own homes turned their heads and founded a Tai Chi sect, and their status was even more powerful than Chen Jiagou, and the patriarch Chen Changxing could see it, but how could the younger generations see it.

However, today's war.

It all had to be revealed.

Master Yang Shaomen also bowed his head and was silent, and arched his hand to Chen Wuhou:

"Since it is a matter of words, Chen Zhenren has borne this eternal enmity on his shoulders, and we have all lost at his hands, which is equivalent to admitting and resolving grievances, and doing what we say."

"From now on, when my Yang family meets the people of Chen Jiagou again, they will be polite and courteous, and the past grievances will be written off!"

The people from the two Taiji Sects spoke.

Huang Feihong, Liang Kun, Su Can and other Guangdong Ten Tigers and juniors also bowed to Chen Xixiang with complex voices or admiring tones:

"After this war, we are convinced of the real person, and from now on, we must restrain the doorman, and no longer mention the superiority and inferiority of the southern fist and the northern leg, if this is not true, I Huang Feihong will raise my head to see the real person!"

"Su Can also swears here, admitting the result of the real person's decision today, and will never break his word."

Master Zan was helped up by Chen Huashun, who came in from outside the door, coughed, and hugged his fists at Chen Xixiang and said:

"People in the martial arts, who has a big fist, who has a reason, can convince everyone, today's real people are for the north and south martial arts grievances to resolve, righteousness first, the old man is full of admiration, and now the real person has really achieved this.

After today, the old man should restrain the people with the words of the real person, not to mention the difference between the north and the south, and the grievances between the past and the northern boxer, so that one stroke is revealed, and he is willing to join the sequence of the southern boxing and the north. ”

Above the second floor of the Golden Building.

Gong Er held the screen with his fingers, and his eyes were shining as he looked at the masters of the northern and southern martial arts below, and they all confessed to their uncles, admitting that they would not mention their past grievances after today.

Chen Xixiang looked at the assurances of everyone present.

He nodded, and said to Li Cunyi and Gong Baotian: "Let the apprentices help give medicine to all friends." ”

From the very beginning, Shang Yunxiang, Xue Dian and others were waiting with the gauze of the medicine pot and the medicine jar, and there were the wind and dust of the Golden Building, and all kinds of people in the temperament helped.

One by one, those who were knocked down and thrown away by Chen Xixiang were helped up.

Peng Qianwu was also helped up from the ground by Zhao Xinchuan and his son.

He looked up at the people of the other sects, gritted his teeth and said the words "others accept it, but I don't accept it".

However, as soon as he was about to speak, he bumped into Chen Xixiang's indifferent eyes and fell over, pressing on him like a heavy mountain range.

It's just a matter of looking at.

Peng Qianwu read a meaning from it.

"If you dare to say that you are not convinced, I will beat you until you are convinced!"

Peng Qianwu was shocked by this light, his heart trembled, the wound was pulled again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he directly lowered his head tremblingly, not daring to look at it again.

"Master......"

"Daddy......"

When Zhao Xinchuan and Peng Qizi saw Peng Qianwu's posture, their hearts were complicated and inexplicable.

Zhao Xinchuan really wanted to speak.

Master, it is really not a shame for you to be defeated at the hands of such a person.

Chen Xi's eyes were so bright that Peng Qianwu obediently swallowed the words back into his stomach.

Immediately, he looked at the masters from all walks of life in the north and south who had begun to be drugged and wrapped in gauze one after another, his lips opened slightly, and his voice accurately entered everyone's ears:

"It is indeed arrogant to convince you in this way today, but it is also a helpless move."

"You may also know why I want to discuss the matter of the North Fist South Transmission and the South Fist North Transmission."

"In the current era, the masters of various sects are not good at teaching their disciples, and in the eyes of different sects, if this goes on like this for a long time, the things of each sect will be cut off sooner or later."

"It's not just because of the threat of the Demon Fist, but more importantly, it's ......"

Chen Xixiang's eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and then his words shocked the hearts of all the martial artists, as if they were deafening:

"You are not blind or deaf in the world today, you can see with your own eyes."

"The Tartars have occupied the mountains and rivers for more than 200 years, and in the face of the bullying of the foreign powers, they swallowed their anger and lost their power and humiliated the country.

"Under the tide of such an era, the big guys no longer hand over the real things to future generations, newcomers, and then insist on the view of the door and do not hold together...... In just a few years, our children and grandchildren will be beaten. ”

"Not only to be beaten by the mourning demon fist, but also to be beaten by foreigners!"

After Wan Lai heard this, his heart shook, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.

He was different from everyone present, his master was Du Xinwu, and Du Xinwu was a member of the revolutionary faction of the Law Change, but his apprentice didn't realize these at all.

The Hongmen Qing Gang said that it was against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty, drove out the Tartars, and restored China, but they never did anything effective.

Now compared with this real person, with incredible power, he has strongly integrated the north and the south, and has done things neatly.

And with such a big mind and a long-term vision, I am afraid that even his master will be willing to bow down.

Among the golden buildings, most of them are temperamental.

A middle-aged man immediately blushed with excitement and shouted:

"Real person, I know it's wrong!"

Chen Xixiang put his hands behind his back, slowly stared at everyone present, and said:

"Martial arts is a strong country and a strong species, and it should be vigorously promoted to men, women and children.

After today, led by my senior brother Li Cunyi, I will jointly establish the first 'Chinese Guoshu Museum' with you, which will integrate the boxing of the north and south, just to cultivate new generations of people. ”

As soon as this sentence came out.

There was a shake in the Golden Tower.

"A real person wants to be the first to dedicate his own cultivation method?"

This moment.

Even the major boxing champions in the north and south, Danjin martial artists, and people from outside the world like Liu Baiyu are all beating wildly.

Chen Zhenren's invincible cultivation just now had already made them suspect that this was not the power that Xingyi Quan could practice at all.

Especially some people who have already heard about Chen Xixiang's related deeds know some of the clues.

Legend has it that in addition to today's achievements, this real person also has a variety of magical means.

Such as true qi healing, acupoints flying, and sound transmission into the secret ......

and Fang Cai's 'breath into the wind, spit words into thunder' and other magical powers.

None of this can be done by simply practicing boxing.

And now, the real person is actually willing to provide this magical cultivation method to everyone in the earth.

Peng Qizi looked at the young Taoist incredibly:

"This man's heart ......"

There are such selfless people in the world.

Peng Qianwu's body trembled, and he shook his head violently in his heart:

"No, I don't believe it, how could anyone openly tell everyone about their secret cultivation techniques......

However, as for Zhao Xinchuan, who had already begun to practice.

He understood it to be true.

There really are such people in the world.

Chen Xixiang doesn't pay attention to his own cultivation method at all, and he can give it to others casually.

Gong Er remembered what his father said, looked at the young Taoist with reverence in his heart, and thought silently:

"Lao Tzu passed on to the world, the Buddha purified all sentient beings, and what he saw in his eyes was the world, such a state of life is no longer something that ordinary people can imagine."

Wu Zhongsu and Ye Man stood aside, and they were also shocked and sighed in their hearts.

Wu Zhongsu looked at the young Taoist in the wide robe and said:

"Ah asked, do you believe it or not, from today onwards, and even in the next hundred years, all the sects on the martial arts rivers and lakes will keep this Taoist in their hearts and regard it as a myth."

Ip Man pursed his lips and said:

"I'm afraid it's more than that."

With his own strength, he picked up all the martial arts in the north and south, resolved the eternal grievances of the martial arts, and selflessly was willing to pass on to the world what he knew was the "top cultivation secret method" in the world.

Chen Xixiang looked at the expressions of these people in the Golden Building, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Nor is he without desire.

It's just that whoever he wants is actually no different from the saints, all for the sake of purifying the world, saving the common people, and opening up a new river for heaven and earth.

…………

After the end of the Great War of the Golden Building.

From the various rumors of the martial arts in the north and south, the results of this battle were immediately transmitted to the north and south of the river, and to the green forests and rivers and lakes of various provinces and cities in the world.

Yan Xiaoguo, who was on the way to arrest Chen Xixiang, saw this line of newspaper in the carriage.

He slammed the table in anger and shook the carriage.

Herod~

The two horses pulling the cart neighed.

Yan Xiaoguo laughed angrily and shouted:

"What a thief, he is becoming more and more emboldened, he actually dares to gather reckless martial arts people from the north and south to set up a Chinese Guoshu Museum, is this to gather people and prepare for an uprising and rebellion?"

At this time, the voice of Lord Bai came from another carriage, with some thought:

"If he travels the world alone, if the court wants to arrest him, he can rely on the secret art of the mind to avoid it in advance, it is difficult for us to catch him, but he actually dares to find a place to stand, this is undoubtedly a self-trapped cage."

There is a saying that if you can run, a monk can't run the temple.

Chen Xixiang wants to promote this Chinese Guoshu Museum, this is not to tell the imperial court and the yamen that his nest is in this place.

When the imperial army presses the border, you can run, but what will you do with these disciples?

"Stupid!"

Yan Xiaoguo's eyes were also gloomy:

"Three hundred guards obey the order, give me a quick whip, and go to Foshan immediately!"

"Yes!"

On the plain, 300 officers and soldiers roared like thunder.

The horses' hooves trampled and the dust flew and went straight to the south.