Chapter 51, Zhu Jing Ice Toad, Mixed Yuan Gong, Broken Jade Fist
Riverhouse –
Sihai Restaurant, this restaurant has a small reputation in this place, and there are heroes of the rivers and lakes who drink and carnival here, and talk about the anecdotes of the rivers and lakes and the stories of martial arts.
The business of the restaurant has been particularly lively recently, because of its high reputation and wide network in the northern martial arts, and Meng Bofei, who is known as Gai Mengwei, is approaching his 60th birthday, so there are naturally many people in the martial arts who come to celebrate his birthday.
People in the rivers and lakes have always been unconventional, and if you look at the right eye, you can call yourself a brother after a few glasses of wine. But just when the high-rollers in the restaurant were drinking and chatting about whether they were happy or not, some uninvited guests walked into the lobby.
The noisy atmosphere quickly became quiet.
The shopkeeper behind the counter saw the person who came, and suddenly had a headache.
Flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife!
Compared with the ordinary people outside the capital, there are still many knowledgeable people in the rivers and lakes, especially after the destruction of many green forest heroes in Beizhili and Shandong, Jinyiwei is undoubtedly more famous in the rivers and lakes.
Of course, although the vast majority of people in the rivers and lakes do not bird these court eagles and dogs, they will not take the initiative to provoke them. Therefore, the high-rollers in the lobby just looked at these brocade guards coldly and remained silent.
Some of the vendors were afraid of causing trouble, so they quickly settled the bill and quietly left.
Some people noticed that among these brocade guards, there were also three robed swordsmen wearing bamboo hats and black clothes and masks, which were a little different from the brocade guards.
An Jianqing walked into the lobby and looked at the unfriendly eyes as if he had not heard of them.
He opened a scroll and drew a portrait against it, his gaze scanning the lobby until he fixed on the man seated at a table to the north.
It was a small man with two whiskers on his upper lip and an occasional gleam in his eyes. He watched An Jianqing's gaze fall on him, and he immediately became vigilant, ready to apply oil to the soles of his feet.
In his line of work, it is normal to be targeted by officials.
An Jianqing grinned, raised his hand and pointed at the man, and suddenly more than a dozen brocade guards behind him quickly flashed forward and surrounded the man.
"What for! Do! Get out of the way and don't bother me drinking! ”
This man was also a timid man, and when he saw it, he shouted loudly.
An Jianqing stepped forward, condescending, and sneered: "Hu Guinan! ”
When Hu Guinan saw that the other party called out his real name, he suddenly secretly said something bad in his heart, but his face pretended to be confused: "Who is Hu Guinan?" I don't know! ”
An Jianqing sneered: "I'm still hard-mouthed, take it down for me!" ”
As soon as his words fell, more than a dozen brocade-clothed guards drew their swords in unison.
Seeing this, Hu Guinan's eyes rolled, and he shouted, "Ahh Help me! When you are an official and want to harm the good people, Jinyiwei will arrest people indiscriminately! ”
At the same time as the words came out, Hu Guinan's short body drilled under the table, and several brocade guards pounced, and the knives also slashed on the wooden table.
When the others reacted, Hu Guinan got out from under the table again, his body was slippery and abnormal, running from side to side, and at the same time kept kicking over the table, Jin Yiwei was chased by his nose, and the lobby quickly became chaotic.
Some of the other high-rollers who had been drinking happily before were not interested at all, and they were usually dissatisfied with watching these court dog officials, so they showed their kung fu with the strength of the wine, and they were stunned in the lobby from time to time to block the brocade guards.
Seeing this, An Jianqing immediately snorted coldly: "Damn it! If you are on the contrary, do you really think that I can't touch you? Dare to hinder Jinyiwei's work, the sin is unforgivable! ”
Someone scolded loudly: "You dog officials usually prostitute tigers, oppress the people, and are used to doing all kinds of bad things!" Now you dare to frame a good person so rampantly, I can't see what's wrong, a fleshy man fucks me!! ”
Someone instigated it, and immediately many people responded loudly with the strength of the wine.
"Grandma's bear! Lao Tzu has long seen these dog things, and it is not pleasing to the eye! ”
"Dare to scare people! Was grandpa bluffed? ”
An Jianqing saw that many people in the lobby were about to move: he sneered: "I don't care if he is a good person or a bad person, this is a thief!" What's wrong with Jinyiwei catching thieves? Do you still want to rebel? Get out of here irrelevant ones! ”
An Jianqing's cold words woke up many people, and after they calmed down, they also felt that it really didn't matter to them, and the so-called righteousness of the rivers and lakes was not as important as the lives of the whole family, so many people left in a hurry.
However, there are still really arrogant people who have no scruples, and stay in the lobby and directly attack the brocade guards, who add up to more than 20 people.
Seeing this, Hu Guinan immediately stopped running away.
He has strange movements and flexible body movements, swimming between the crowds, and from time to time he casts his hands on those brocade guards, which makes people unguardable. Or pick up the wine jug and other things, and keep throwing them on the head of the brocade guard.
"Humph!" An Jianqing's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "What a bunch of traitors who despise the king's law!" Since you want to find death, Lao Tzu will fulfill you! ”
He turned to look at the three swordsmen who were wearing hats and black clothes and masked, who had not moved, like wood: "Three, please do it yourself!" ”
The three of them were silent, and the first one looked at An Jianqing with a dead gaze, and nodded lightly when An Jianqing's heart was about to furnish inexplicably.
Then, whether it was the two parties fighting in the lobby, or the good deeds on the outside of the restaurant, they all saw a strange and infiltrating scene.
The three black shadows drew their swords in unison, turning into phantoms, and they were extremely fast.
Some of the high-rollers who were entangled with Jinyi Wei only saw the black shadow flashing in front of them, and before they could react, a large amount of blood splashed from their throats.
The onlookers could barely see that the three black-clothed swordsmen were strange and fast, like ghosts, and at the same time, the swordsmanship was so strange that it made people's scalps tingle.
Often, before others can see it clearly, they see a flash of sword light, and the person they approach has already spurted blood to death.
Just a few breaths away, a puff of blood flowers rose in the lobby, strange and illusory, boundless, making the onlookers all creepy.
By the time the three black-clothed swordsmen wiped the blood from the long swords and put them into their sheaths, there were no standing high-rollers in the hall except for the brocade guards.
Inside and outside the restaurant, there is silence.
The smell of blood permeated the streets outside.
Outside the restaurant, the people who watched the play before left one after another, not daring to stay.
In the lobby, it was not the first time that a group of Jinyi guards and An Jianqing had seen the 'evil killer' kill, but their scalps were still numb at this time.
An Jian swallowed his saliva, looked at his subordinates stunned, and suddenly turned cold, and scolded: "What are you doing in a daze, Hu Guinanas is not dead yet!" Go and find out if anything is on him. ”
The subordinates were ordered, and they didn't dare to look at the three 'evil killers', so they hurriedly went to pull up Hu Guinan, the only one on the ground who was not dead, but whose hamstrings and tendons were broken, and then searched him for a while under Hu Guinan's miserable and resentful gaze.
After a while, a brocade guard took a bunch of miscellaneous small things and put them in front of An Jianqing, and then bowed and retreated.
An Jianqing was attracted at a glance by one of the gold boxes inlaid with beads and jade, and the handmade was exquisite. He carefully opened the box and saw that two dead white toads came to him. The two toads are snow-white, but their eyes are as red as blood, and they look very cute.
An Jianqing smiled: "That's them, just like what adults described!" ”
……
North Town Fuji.
Not long after Luo Chen was promoted to commander, there was also good news from the edict.
In the back office, in the main hall, there are only two people, Luo Chen and Zhang Jin.
In front of Luo Chen, there were several books, all of which were Huashan martial arts recorded by Gui Xinshu after being dictated. They are: Fuhu Palm, Stone Splitting Fist, Broken Jade Fist, and Mixed Yuan Palm, all of which are the best kung fu of the Huashan School.
Luo Chen was attentive and quietly flipped through these secret books one by one.
Zhang Jin sat on the side, like a wooden man, and didn't dare to disturb Luo Chen.
An hour later, Luo Chen roughly flipped through the secret notes and rubbed his eyebrows lightly.
Although these martial arts are all superior, adhering to the idea of being greedy and chewing more, he temporarily decided to only practice Mixed Yuan Gong and Jade Breaking Fist.
Among them, the mixed yuan palm and the mixed yuan gong are one.
What is practiced is the palm method, and what is practiced is internal strength.
Since the practice of internal strength of various schools, they all pay attention to breathing, breathing, meditation and qi, but the internal strength of the Huashan school has a unique way, from the outside to the inside, in the palm of the practice of internal strength.
Although this skill takes a long time and the effect is very slow, there is no danger of going mad when practicing, and it is extremely powerful after practice.
When the mixed yuan is successful, it will be invincible and invincible.
And Luo Chen's insight into martial arts has deepened his understanding in the past two years, and his heart has long been different, and with his eyesight, he can naturally see that this "Mixed Yuan Gong" is even better than the "Arhat Divine Gong" of Shaolin Temple.
And "Breaking Jade Fist" is powerful and powerful, sharp and domineering, and one punch is like an iron hammer hitting a rock and a giant axe opening a mountain, which is difficult to parry.
In this way, he will major in the internal power mixed yuan gong in the future, the knife method is the ring breaking knife method, and the fist and foot kung fu are mixed yuan palm, broken jade fist, dragon claw hand, and vajra finger.
Of course, his main means of attack is still knife technique, and his fist and foot kung fu can only be used as a supplement, and he will never use his body as a weapon unless necessary.
It's a pity that the two completely different internal skills of "Arhat Divine Skill" and "Mixed Yuan Gong" cannot be practiced at the same time. Although they all follow the path of fierceness and domineering, they are still different in nature, and the way of luck is also very different. If you practice together, in addition to being easy to get mad, you will also restrain each other, and the effect will be half the effort.
Unless it is the two kinds of martial arts that are combined with yin and yang and complement each other, "King Kong is not bad divine skill" and "Dafa of Absorbing Gong", the two can really get twice the result with half the effort.
If Luo Chen wants to break through the second vein of Ren Du, it is obviously more prudent to cultivate the "Mixed Yuan Gong". But in this way, he could only slowly transform the internal force of the "Arhat Divine Gong" that he had cultivated into the internal force of the "Mixed Yuan Gong".
Luo Chen looked at Zhang Jin, threw these secrets of the Huashan School to him, and commanded: "Find some trustworthy teenagers, let them practice the martial arts above, if they encounter problems or puzzles, really find Gui Xinshu to explain!" ”
Zhang Jin was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood Luo Chen's worries.
"Don't worry, my lord, I will arrange it immediately!"
This approach is indeed more prudent and cautious, in the final analysis, although Gui Xinshu sees it as a compromise with them, who knows if the other party will secretly keep a hand.
Luo Chen said: "Gui Xin Shu is still useful, leave him with a life to take care of it." ”
Zhang Jin nodded hurriedly, and suddenly said embarrassedly: "My lord, Lao Lu and the others accidentally killed his two apprentices in order to pry open Gui Xinshu's mouth. ”
Luo Chen looked at Zhang Jin with an indifferent face, and he couldn't guess the emotion from his face.
"It's okay, I promised Lao Lu about this before, and if you die, you will die.
However, when you arrange for someone to practice these Huashan Sect martial arts, you will personally stare at it, but if there is any problem, immediately make it clear to me! If you encounter a problem and ask Gui Xinshu to explain, bring his son in with him, I hope he can cooperate. ”
With Gui Xinshu's resentment towards Jinyiwei, the ghost knows if he will leave a secret door in the secret book, and if he doesn't know how to cultivate in a daze, how do you know what the consequences will be?
In fact, Zhang Jin still has some words that he hasn't said, if it weren't for Lao Lu's group of perverts who are still a little interested in women, Gui Xinshu's mother-in-law and the flying witch Sun Zhongjun are afraid that they will die together with Gui Xinshu's two apprentices.
Of course, in Zhang Jin's view, these two women should simply die rather than live. Reduced to that group of perverted playthings, that's what makes life worse than death.
……
It was also from this day that the Jinyi guards in the Yamen of Fusi in Beizhen were surprised to find that there were many fewer monks running to the Yamen on weekdays.
On the contrary, there are more and more Taoist priests in Taoist robes.