Autumn goes to winter, time is like a horse, just a moment.

In the blink of an eye, it is the end of the year, among the rivers and lakes, the wind is surging, Shaolin Temple has the secret of "Wuji Elixir", with the masters of various factions in the rivers and lakes, led by the beggar gang, to collect all kinds of strange flowers and plants in the world, and want to work together to refine the elixir.

Not only that, but some people even said that all the people who got the treasure map should also gather in Shaolin to share the secret of the ascension of the day.

When the news came out, all the black and white masters in the rivers and lakes heard the news, that is, the Khitan and Tubo also had masters who sneaked into the Central Plains, and the good hands came out, which can be said to usher in a martial arts event that is not in the millennium.

At the same time, in the Taishan Mountains of Fengyugou in Bingzhou, there was a chaifu who saw a thin man with a swax yellow face like a sick ghost crawling out of an old tomb, wearing broken armor, carrying a rusty iron lance on his shoulder, with long ape arms, hair like artemisia grass, and the shape of a savage.

It is rumored that this person runs like thunder, moves like the wind, captures the tiger for riding, and the roar can lead the sky to collapse, like a demon like a ghost.

There is also Shaohua Mountain, there is a Taoist Zhenxiu once bumped into a sloppy old Taoist riding a donkey down the mountain leisurely, carrying a wooden sword, as if sleeping and waking up, the mouth is leisurely and loud, reading is the "Fu Shaozi" of the "Dragon Gong", which is very similar to the ancestor of Chen Tuan in the painting.

In Dali, in a nameless small temple, one day there is also a sword meaning to the Central Plains.

The clouds move in all directions.

Inside the Vulture Palace.

All the maid disciples looked solemn, holding their swords, not only guarding the Tianshan Mountain, no one could enter, but also guarding the Vulture Palace, no one could come out, all of them were like facing a great enemy, staring closely at the big cocoon floating in the air.

The big cocoon is not the substance, the outside of the red and green two qi coiled and swirling, some time ago it was still distinct, can distinguish the two colors, but with the passage of time, there is a fusion of posture, like the fusion of water and milk, turned into a dark, chaotic and unknown, it is difficult to see the subtlety of it, can only faintly see the two figures sitting in the air, against the palm and hanging.

In the midst of the two gases, Wu Xingyun now only feels that he is in an extraordinary and wonderful realm, in a vast and boundless sea of words.

A flickering handwriting poured out of Chen Zhuo's body, some dotted in the void like stars, some rushed like torrents and waves, some like wind, some like flowers, some flowed under her feet, like a bending river, as well as wind, rain, thunder and lightning, mountains, rivers, grass and trees......

It's too much, it's so vast,

These character marks, sometimes dark and sometimes bright, sometimes big and sometimes small, are infinitely wonderful; Some even put together a sentence of mystical truth, and under the aggregation, it was integrated into a piece of miraculous magic

It's so mysterious.

Rao is a "carefree school" with a good background, but witnessing such a far beyond the worldly heritage, Wu Xingyun is still inevitably shocked and lost his mind.

She had never heard of any of these martial arts.

No, there are familiar.

"Tianshan Folding Plum Hands", "Tianshan Six Yang Palms", and then there is a peerless method that is collected in the "Vulture Palace", which are now dismantled one by one, turned into small characters, and integrated into this sea of immeasurable words, which seems to have dissipated, but these truths are actually blended together with what Chen Zhuo has learned in the past, and they are derived separately and take the essence.

This is Chen Zhuo's spiritual sea, and it is also the essence manifestation of his divine consciousness, and it is also the ultimate embodiment of his understanding of martial arts that he has learned all his life in the past, and his understanding of all things in this heaven and earth.

Wu Xingyun looked curious, and then glanced at Chen Zhuo in front of him without a trace, and his cheeks burned inexplicably.

The fact that one person can show everything he has in front of another person undoubtedly says a lot.

Her eyes flickered, and she reached out and grabbed a piece of handwriting from mid-air.

"Amazing shot!"

It turned out to be the beginning of a miracle feat.

Wu Xingyun instantly comprehended it, and he didn't need to look at it much, he already had a profound understanding of this martial art in his heart.

Feeling fresh and curious, her eyes moved, raised her hand and moved again, just a light touch, the word mark suddenly distorted, turned into a phantom of a graceful woman, swinging her fist and making moves, it is a shallow kung fu called "Inner Family Fist".

But although the fists and feet are ordinary, except for the difference in dress, they are exactly the same as Wu Xingyunsheng.

Wu Xingyun was stunned for a moment.

"Gu Yu."

She muttered this name, changed her face, was stunned for a long time, and finally looked at Chen Zhuo deeply, her eyes were extremely complicated.

Then he closed his mind, looked at the person in front of him and slowly closed his eyes, and the handwriting of light and change flew out of his body, floating between the two of them, turning into a miracle.

"Yangguan Tong Grandma Divine Skill".

As soon as this exercise came out, I suddenly saw Chen Zhuo's sleeves wave, and golden character marks appeared out of thin air, corresponding to it like a golden light curtain, which was "Jiuyang Divine Skill".

The two miraculous techniques echo each other, Chen Zhuo's eyes are not open, but his hands are picking in the air, and his fingers are dotted one after another, and he immediately sees that the words in them are staggered and complementary, and they achieve each other.

From time to time, there are handwriting flying from everywhere, blending into it, and even Wu Xingyun also made a move, putting his own feelings into "Jiuyang Divine Skill".

The two texts are damaged and defective exercises, and they are quickly completed.

Every time that exercise is completed, the momentum of the two of them will be strengthened.

The more Wu Xingyun perceived, the more joy he felt in his heart, and this joy did not come from the body, but from the spirit, and there was a strange feeling of seeing the blue sky through the clouds.

The two of them are entangled in their minds, and their hearts have figured out, you have me, I have you.

Wu Xingyun seemed to feel something, and suddenly raised his hand and pointed at it, and "Yangguan Tong Grandma Divine Skill" instantly changed to "Nine Yin Divine Skill".

I don't know how long it has been, until the two miraculous techniques are completely complementary and integrated, and it is difficult to distinguish each other, and the fusion of the two people's divine thoughts also climbed to the top at this moment, only as if they were merged into one and turned into one consciousness.

An indescribable realization immediately came to my heart, turning into an unprecedented pleasure.

There have been great changes in the spiritual sea, everything that was originally nothing, and everything projected by the truth has become real; The soft breeze hits the face, the flowers are blooming, the sun is shining, and the birds are singing; The grass, trees, mountains and rocks here, all kinds of things, actually give birth to an illusion of reality, as if there is vitality.

The two of them opened their eyes in unison.

Seeing Chen Zhuo's smile on his face, Wu Xingyun pursed his thin lips and smiled at each other, laughing thrillingly.

Inside the Vulture Palace.

The many maids who were cautious with their swords against each other saw that the cocoon in mid-air suddenly froze, and the two qi wrapped around it were like clouds surging over the waves.

"Be careful, set up!"

Someone snorted.

Just waiting solemnly, not wanting the wind to rise suddenly, the big cocoon suddenly dispersed, and a cloud-like mighty aura surged to all directions like a tidal wave, forcing everyone to retreat again and again.

"Grandma Tong, are you okay?"

"It's okay here."

Wu Xingyun's voice soon sounded.

Wait until the dust clears.

Everyone looked at it, and saw that Wu Xingyun was the only one left on the jade couch sitting still, not to mention that all his skills had recovered, and his white hair was also repeated blue and black, and his cheeks were ruddy, just like a twenty-eight girl, as if he had rejuvenated.

"What about the man? Pursue! ”

Seeing that the people below wanted to move, Wu Xingyun said: "No need, let him go, how long have I been in retreat?" ”

The maid below hurriedly said: "Grandma Tong, it has been forty-three days. ”

She fixed on her eyes at the goose feathers and snow outside, her eyes trembled slightly, her cheeks turned imperceptibly red, and then she didn't know what she thought, and suddenly said coldly in her mouth: "This little thief, hum! ”

It's just that after speaking, a touch of loss flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes were closed, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's go and send a letter to your Uncle Li, and I will go to the 'End of the World Pavilion' in person soon...... It's time for a few of us to make a break! ”

……

Ethereal peak, one person independent.

Chen Zhuo stood proudly in the air, facing the wind and snow, his eyes moved, he glanced at the Vulture Palace, followed the pouting and took a long breath, and immediately saw the wind and clouds surging overhead, and the majestic cold air was swallowed by the whale.

It only took a moment, but he saw that there was an extra circle of red light like fire around his eyes, and the red light flowed, and at first glance, his eyes were only like two flames rising in the cold wind, which was breathtaking.

The whale swallowed three or two cups of tea, and when his lips and teeth were closed, his eyes were red, and his eyebrows were like red flames, but when he looked at it again, it had turned into a strange red mark like flowing clouds and fire.

As soon as the wind and snow passed, there was no one at the peak.

(End of chapter)