Jin Yong's martial arts world, although it is said that there are internal skills, there are also all kinds of magical martial arts, but after all, it is only a Chinese martial arts world, far from the level of destruction of Gao Wu. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so Ji Ming always thought that the people here could only smash a boat and break a big tree at most, and it was impossible for someone too strong to appear.

But now, his three views have been subverted: leading the water of a river to save people, this is especially in the world of wind and clouds, and it is not ordinary!

You know, even if it's just a small section of the river, it's measured in tons.

"I really didn't expect that in this Central Plains martial arts, there are super masters like you." Although shocked, Ji Ming was not afraid, and said as he rushed over: "However, if you want to save this Murong Bo, your unexpected palm is not enough!" ”

Before the words fell, the fist wind came first, and Ji Ming punched the man with an inch.

This is an inch fist after combining internal strength, the speed is faster than the sound, and the strength is increased several times.

"Let you see the real Dou Zhuan Xing Xing!" The old man said, and with a slight wave of his hand, Ji Ming's strength was all unloaded into the river. Then, without waiting for Ji Ming's reaction, he pointed out and sealed Ji Ming's acupoint. But Ji Ming's figure didn't even pause at all, and directly when he was stunned, he kicked Li San on his chest.

In an instant, a wall-like gang qi was stimulated, and it exploded with a "boom".

The river was bombed everywhere, and the two people in the battle also retreated dozens of meters each, falling on both sides of the river.

"Old man Murong Longcheng, this unsuccessful thing is my descendant, and I ask the little brother to give him a face and let him go." After the old man landed, he sucked Murong Bo into his hand with one palm. Ji Ming looked at him across the river, and when he heard this, he was shocked and said, "You are actually the ancestor of the Murong family?" ”

The ancestor of the Gusu Murong clan, the person who created the "Dou Zhuan Xing Xing", is named Murong Longcheng.

He was born in the same era as Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, and was originally high-spirited, but he broke out of the name of "Nan Murong" at a young age, which has continued to this day a hundred years later. Yes, a hundred years later, he is not Murong Bo's father or grandfather, but an ancestor who does not know how many generations.

He was born in a time older than the Great Song Dynasty, and before Zhao Kuangyin was born, he was recognized as the first person in the world in the martial arts.

But unfortunately, he was burdened by his ancestors and took on a mission to recover the Yan Kingdom.

As a result, there is no doubt that a man who was like a god on the battlefield was met by him, and after the two fought many times, Murong Longcheng was defeated and retreated, and there was no news from him since. Many people thought that he died depressed and would never appear again, but today, more than a hundred years later, he was actually here and was bumped into by Ji Ming.

"Exactly, can you give face?" Murong Longcheng Road.

"It's okay to let him go, but you'll have to answer me a question first." People are polite, and Ji Ming is not aggressive, so he casually found a step and said: "As far as I know, you became famous all over the world more than a hundred years ago, and now more than a hundred years have passed, why haven't you died of old age?" ”

Zhang Sanfeng, who lived the longest in Jin Yong's pen, was only one hundred and forty-nine years old, and this Murong Longcheng lived for nearly two hundred years.

And not only is he old, but he doesn't look old, which makes Ji Ming very puzzled.

"The martial artist who runs through the bridge of heaven and earth, as long as he finds a place with a strong aura to do turtle breath sleep, his body will not age." Hearing Ji Ming's question, Murong Longcheng did not hide it, and said directly: "The martial arts of the turtle breath state will continue to increase their strength over time, and when they accumulate to a certain extent, they will have incredible power in every move like me." ”

The bridge of heaven and earth is another entrance above the innate nature, not within the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, nor in the acupuncture points of the human body.

After penetrating the bridge between heaven and earth, it will produce celestial and human induction, and its strength will skyrocket.

However, even if that kind of strong person is more powerful than the four peers and others, it is not much more powerful, and it is definitely not as terrifying as the current Murong Dragon City.

"This is just an ordinary person, like the Bodhidharma Patriarch, a strong man who has made meritorious contributions, after he turns into a golden body relic, even if he sleeps for a thousand years, he will not have the slightest aging." Murong Longcheng continued: "The Central Plains is as strong as a cloud, and the ancients who have not died so far, as far as I know, there are several ancestors of my family, and more than a dozen such as Zhao Kuangyin and Xiaoyaozi, and I don't know even more." ”

At this point, he paused for a moment and added, "However, most of them have been asleep, and they usually do not wake up. ”

It turns out that it is not that there are people who can live forever, these people are just finding a place to sleep and slow down the aging of the body.

"How deep is the water in the Central Plains Martial Arts?" Ji Ming asked.

"That's the second question, but it doesn't hurt me to answer you." Murong Longcheng smiled slightly and said: "The current Central Plains martial arts are divided into three orders, the most inferior are the acquired masters, they don't even have all the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and their strength is not worth mentioning at all in the eyes of first-class masters. On top of this, there are congenital masters who have opened up the second vein of Ren Du, and the first-class martial artists in the Central Plains martial arts are all in this realm. You are the best of them, relying on the amazing cross-linked kung fu, you can even compete with the master of the 'Bridge of Heaven and Earth', it is incredible. ”

"Then the third category is you hidden masters?" Xiao Luo interjected.

"No, above the innate are the powerhouses of the ordinary 'Bridge of Heaven and Earth', they have not yet begun to sleep, they are the strongest group of people in the martial arts, you can call them 'peerless masters'." Murong Longcheng said with a smile: "The acquired level, the congenital level, and the bridge between heaven and earth correspond to the three levels of non-entry, first-class, and peerless respectively, and the super-first-class masters are also considered first-class, while we belong to the 'hidden world' masters!" ”

Depending on the location, the angle from which you look at things will be different.

Ordinary people in the rivers and lakes can be ranked from the ninth rank to the first-class, and even the super-first-class, but in the eyes of the real strong, there are only three levels: non-entry, first-class, and peerless. Among them, all those who are not congenital are all inherent, the innate martial artists are first-class, and the bridge between heaven and earth is invincible.

In fact, peerless is peerless, extinct rivers and lakes, rare in the world.

Before the sweeping monk made a move, there was no peerless master on the bright side of this Tianlong world.

"I was also sleeping, who knew that the ancestor who touched the gold actually dug up my sleeping Xuanyuan grave, and said that I was disrespectful to the two emperors of Yan and Huang, and led the troops to hunt me down for three months." Murong Longcheng suddenly showed a bitter expression and said depressedly: "He doesn't know at all, my mother and grandmother are both Han Chinese, and in fact, Yanhuang is also my ancestor, how can I be disrespectful to them?" ”

After speaking, he picked up Murong Bo, jumped and disappeared directly.

And in the same place, Ji Ming and Xiao Luo glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Touching Jin Ancestor, isn't that the first generation of Touching Jin Captain, Cao Cao Cao Mengde?" (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )