Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Hundred Losses to the Daoists

Since Xie Xun felt the benefits of being hunted down by this Taoist priest, and this Taoist priest acted above board, he never asked to let it go.

Through these three months of fighting, Xie Xun found that although the palm power of this Taoist priest is vicious, but the internal strength is righteous but not evil, it belongs to the authentic Xuanmen internal strength, he just practiced the cold side to the extreme, which gave Xie Xun a new understanding of martial arts.

Xie Xun fled while fighting, and fled to Zhongnan Mountain on this day.

As soon as he entered Zhongnan Mountain, Xie Xun felt that this old man was good at being angry, and his shots were even more vicious, especially when he arrived at the dilapidated Chongyang Palace, he was completely like choosing people to eat.

Xie Xun was shocked, this old way has always been light and light, and when he was embarrassed, he always looked dignified, why did he suddenly look like a demon now.

Xie Xun shouted: "Master Dao, what is this for?" We have no grievances, don't be so serious! ”

The Taoist priest didn't answer, his eyes were blood-red, and every palm was about to put Xie Xun to death.

Xie Xun knew that something was wrong, and his life was in danger, so he retreated to the direction of the ancient tomb in the back mountain while fighting, and now only the Condor Hero can save himself.

Xie Xun and the Yang family are business partners, and they have been in correspondence over the years. He knew the recent situation of the Condor Heroes, but he didn't know if they were in the ancient tomb at this time, if they weren't there, he would be miserable.

Outside the ancient tomb, the two fought upside down, Xie Xun repeatedly begged for mercy, but the Taoist priest just didn't answer.

Xie Xun had no choice but to fight hard, "fighting left and right", "Jiuyang Divine Skill", "Tai Chi Boxing", "Dragon Elephant Panruo Gong", any good kung fu was used for him, but he was still beaten out of breath.

Xie Xun was clumsy, trying his best to avoid a hard confrontation with him, but this Taoist priest's move was as fast as a move, and finally his palms were inevitably docked.

A cold internal force came out of his body, and Xie Xun was shocked: "This is to fight with yourself for internal strength!" ”

Xie Xun had no way to avoid it, so he could only use his Jiuyang Divine Skill, sink his dantian, and resist with all his might.

In just a moment, a layer of hoarfrost formed on Xie Xun's body.

The internal force of the old road is like the Yangtze River, which is violent, and it has an endless posture.

But although Xie Xun is unbearable on the surface, he is actually not powerless. His internal strength is indeed very different from this old way, which is why Xie Xun has always shown weakness. But when it came to the competition of internal strength, when he was in close combat, he found that his Jiuyang True Qi was just enough to restrain his Yin Han palm power, because of the attributes of internal strength, it shortened the gap between the two, no wonder this old Taoist insisted on taking himself.

Under the pressure of this Yin and Cold palm force, Xie Xun's Jiuyang True Qi operated to the limit, wandering through the muscles and veins of the whole body and the acupoints around the body, filling the limbs and hundreds of remains, becoming more and more agitated, and the internal force was also increasing sharply.

The old man knew that his skills were far superior to Xie Xun, but he found that Xie Xun's internal strength was growing appallingly, and he was shocked and angry in his heart.

Lao Dao knew that if he continued like this, even if he won, he would be greatly injured, and he regretted that he had chosen to fight for internal strength.

But the matter has come to this point, how can there be regret medicine for him, he can't continue like this anymore, he is desperate to hurt his vitality, and he must quickly kill Xie Xun in the palm of his hand.

Lao Dao used his internal force to the extreme, wave after wave, squirting out, watching the little black hair on his head turn white, the wrinkles on his face increased and deepened, and he instantly aged dozens of years. It's about exhausting the potential, but also about the final battle.

Although Xie Xun's internal strength is growing at a rate that is visible to the naked eye, how can this old man's skill really outperform Xie Xun too much, this gap can never be quickly smoothed out, and Xie Xun's situation is still precarious.

Lao Dao's desperate efforts, Xie Xun was in danger, and he tried his best, but his black hair turned pale yellow, showing that his potential was drying up, and he secretly shouted: "My life is over!" ”

Suddenly, from the "Lingtai Acupoint" on his back, a fierce internal force poured in, and rushed straight to the old way.

Under the pressure of two huge internal forces, he directly broke through Xie Xun's second vein and dozens of entrances around his body, and Jiuyang's true qi flowed all over his body, which was extremely comfortable.

Xie Xun was blessed by misfortune, the "Jiuyang Divine Skill" was completed, and the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" broke through the seventh layer.

Look at the old way again, spurt a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground on his back.

Xie Xun looked back, but it was not Yang Guo.

Xie Xun hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Senior Yang!" ”

Yang Guo is older than a few years ago, and his skills are even more unfathomable.

Yang Guo said to Xie Xun: "Xiaoyou's kung fu has grown a lot. Who is this old way? Why do I have to put you to death? ”

Xie Xun had yellow hair at this time, with a tall and burly figure, majestic, and finally had the shadow of the "Golden Lion King".

He shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "I don't know, I sneaked into the palace and was discovered by him, so I chased it all the way here." ”

Yang Guo was surprised: "Mongolians? ”

Xie Xun replied, "I don't know." Even if they are not Mongols, they are also members of the imperial court. ”

They walked up to Lao Dao.

Lao Dao opened his eyes leisurely, glanced at Xie Xun, and then at Yang Guo, and his already listless face suddenly appeared angry, and he scolded: "Traitor! ”

Xie Xun was stunned, where did the "traitor" start? He pointed to his nose and asked, "What about me?" ”

The old man didn't look at Xie Xun, just glared at Yang Guo.

Xie Xun was even more surprised, and looked back at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo was also blinded, he was deviant when he was young, and later became famous all over the world, and the bitter love with Xiaolongnu was even more intolerable by the world, scolding himself or something, but what does the word "traitor" have to do with himself?

However, a flash of lightning flashed in his heart, and he remembered that a long time ago, someone did call him a "traitor", and he did once be a traitor: the Quanzhen Sect.

The person who called him a "traitor" to you was his true master: Zhao Zhijing.

Yang Guo asked: "Are you a Quanzhen sect?" Do you recognize me? ”

Yang Guo has no regrets or guilt for betraying the Quanzhen Sect to this day. At the beginning, Zhao Zhijing treated himself like that, and he only hated the Quanzhen Sect, not to mention that getting to know Xiaolongnu was the greatest blessing in his life.

Later, Zhao Zhijing died, the Quanzhen Sect fell, and these past events became a passing cloud, not lingering, and they were suddenly mentioned at this time, and they also reminded a lot of past events.

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "I don't know you, but with your great name, it's still easy to recognize." ”

Yang Guo looked at his empty right arm and said, "Those who can know my name are probably from that era, have we been together?" ”

Lao Dao shook his head again: "When I started, you had already reverted out of Chongyang Palace, and I also heard the elders talk about you." ”

Yang Guo nodded. His own rebellion was regarded as a great shame by the Quanzhen Sect, even if there was Zhao Zhijing here, he later became famous all over the world and did a lot of good things for the benefit of the country and the people, but he was still disliked by the Quanzhen Sect. For his name, Chongyang Palace is even more secretive. But later, his fame was too great, and no matter how much he concealed it, news would inevitably be revealed.

Yang said: "I ran away from the Quanzhen Sect because I was persecuted by my master at the time, I have nothing to do with the Quanzhen Sect, although I have carried the word "traitor", but I don't have any guilt towards you. ”

Lao Dao shook his head and said: "The Quanzhen Sect is my home, I grew up in Chongyang Palace since I was a child, although I haven't seen you, but you have discredited the Quanzhen Sect, and you are my enemy." ”

Xie Xun suddenly realized that although the battle between the two was fierce, it was far from reaching the point of fighting for their lives, but as soon as they arrived at Zhongnan Mountain, in this Chongyang Palace, this Taoist priest was furious, and it seemed that he was stimulated by this scene of defeat.

Xie Xun said: "You are a true faction, how did you become a lackey of the imperial court?" ”

The Taoist priest probably felt that his limit had arrived, and he didn't take Xie Xun's sarcasm to heart, and said: "In the great debate of Buddhism and Taoism back then, the Quanzhen Sect was defeated and trampled under the feet of Tantra, and I saw with my own eyes that my master Fan Zhiying was shaved as a monk, so I swore that I must revive the Quanzhen Sect, I practiced martial arts hard, practiced the yin energy in the yin and yang qi to the extreme, and created my own Xuanming God Palm......"

As soon as Xie Xun heard the "Xuanming Divine Palm", his heart immediately understood, and he interrupted him and asked, "Are you a Hundred Losses Daoist?" ”

The Hundred Losses Daoist only mentioned it once in "Yitian", and did not mention the origin, Xie Xun always thought that he was dead, but he didn't expect to really let him meet him, and he fought for more than three months.

Since he is from the Quanzhen Sect, it is no wonder that he can break his "left and right fighting" kung fu in one mouth, which is the martial arts created by the patriarch-level figure of the Quanzhen School, the middle urchin Zhou Botong.

Lao Dao glanced at Xie Xun in surprise and said, "You actually know Lao Dao's name." ”

Xie Xun finally understood the cause and effect. Jiuyang Divine Skill is the nemesis of Xuanming Divine Palm, although his skills are still shallow, but he also sees the clues, so he is very interested in himself, and wants to explore the "Jiuyang Divine Skill".

It's not that he wants to strangle himself in the cradle, as a great grandmaster, he doesn't disdain it, after all, his kung fu is also an authentic Xuanmen internal skill, not weaker than his own "Jiuyang Divine Skill", but he goes to the other extreme.

It's like if you're interested in the "Nine Yin True Scripture", but you won't take the liberty of cultivating, but the stones of other mountains can attack jade, and there is no harm in seeing it.

However, when he witnessed the master's shaving, he became his demon. Now that the old land is revisited, it reminds me of the sad past, I can't control myself for a while, and I want to fight to the death, if there is no Yang Guo, Xie Xun will die.

The Hundred Losses Daoist continued: "I have achieved great success, and the masters of the Tantric Sect have been defeated by my hands one by one, and finally forced the Emperor to crown me as the Quanzhen Patriarch ten years ago, and my Quanzhen Sect can raise my eyebrows. ”

Speaking of this, his spirit was full of energy, and he was very proud that he could make a name for himself for the Quanzhen Sect.

Yang Guo sighed: "Your master is Fan Zhiying, and my master is Zhao Zhijing, we are considered peers." Unexpectedly, in the twilight of life, we met. You are extremely talented, and your martial arts are so high, I am afraid that you will chase after the Chongyang Patriarch. ”