The sky is bright, the sky is clear, the mountains and rivers are clear, and the flowers and plants are bright.

Zhang Shuwei and Li Chaoyang, after separating from Su Hanshan, hid for a day according to their prior plan, and began to change their route on the morning of the second day, trying to get out of the encirclement.

When they first set out on the road, they were still very cautious in their movements, and they could detect the traces of the activities of a large number of gang disciples in the mountains and fields.

But after the sun rises three poles, there is a sudden burst of fierce iron whistle in the mountains, echoing from afar, and spreading all over the mountains.

The movements of those gang disciples patrolling quickly became sparse, and it seemed that they had moved away from them.

Zhang and Li knew that this was Su Hanshan's action, and it had already achieved results, although they were worried in their hearts, they knew better that they should not live up to such an opportunity, so they didn't say a word and hurried away.

However, even if Kuanggutang ordered these local gangs to temporarily shrink and evacuate the most dangerous areas, it was impossible to allow them to retreat too far.

If Zhang Shuwei and the two of them go to the outermost outermost area, most of them will still encounter big trouble, so this route choice will test their minds very much.

With Li Chaoyang, a young man who is familiar with the terrain, and Zhang Shuwei, an old man who knows the subtle things, he finally tossed and turned in a small half a day without encountering any enemies.

Around noon, they had arrived near the Lingyin Temple.

Lingyin Temple, backed by the north peak, facing the Feilai Peak, was built in the first year of Xianhe in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, is the famous ancient temple of Lin'an.

During the period of Song Zhenzong and Song Renzong, there were many rewards for Lingyin Temple, and after the Song family moved south, the Zhao family had several generations of emperors who often came to Lingyin Temple to make incense.

Today's emperor, specially the original Daxiong Treasure Hall of Lingyin Temple, renamed "Juehuang Palace", and gave the book "Miao Solemn Domain" four words.

The people of Kuanggutang can easily drive away the tourists who fly to the peak, and in the recent days, they have been monopolizing the peak, but they have not acted rashly against the pilgrims of Lingyin Temple.

It was only by sending people to set up an ambush and fortification a few miles outside the Lingyin Temple, but now they have transferred a large number of people, and the ambush they set up is far from rigorous, so they were successfully bypassed by Zhang and Li.

"Finally got around."

Li Chaoyang was relieved when he saw the outline of the Lingyin Temple in front of him and the noisy scene of the small market outside the temple.

When they arrived in such a place, he and Zhang Shuwei were mixed in the crowd, and it was even easier to be noticed, and they could even disguise themselves as pilgrims and enter Lin'an City in a bright light.

Uncle Zhang had already cut off his beard, dyed his hair black, and looked like a short-bearded man in his prime, walking on a flat dirt road, listening to the voices of the vendors on both sides, and his heart was a little more stable.

In Lin'an City, there are often literati and scholars, dignitaries, and relatives of high-ranking families who come to Lingyin Temple to play, and the vendors will gather here to form a bazaar, which is to take a fancy to this.

Therefore, most of the things they sell, most of them claim to have something to do with the Lingyin Temple, the most common is a variety of pendant ornaments, some carved the outline of the Bodhisattva Arhat, and some just carved a swastika on the small stone, the workmanship is very rough, but some people really love to buy.

There are also those who sell incense sachets, incense sticks, prayer flags, and vegetarian food, all kinds of things, and the fragrance is full of fragrance.

Li Chaoyang was in the prime of life and had a strong appetite, he had eaten dry food and white water for a long time, smelled these aromas, and couldn't help but feel a little moved, and looked at a shop selling steamed buns.

There are many people there who buy steamed buns, packed in oiled paper, and most of them buy and leave, the store is small, and there is no place for people to sit and taste.

But there was an old man in gray hair who was holding a basket of vegetarian buns and stood there directly to eat.

When Li Chaoyang saw this person, for some reason, he suddenly felt extremely close in his heart, as if he saw the most loving elder, a relative connected by blood.

"Stop!"

Uncle Zhang grabbed his shoulders slightly, and a deep voice reached his ears.

Li Chaoyang came back to his senses and was shocked, only to realize that he had unconsciously walked towards the old man.

Now the gap between the two is less than two feet.

"Uncle Wei, brother, after many years of absence, the demeanor is the same as before."

The old man in Ge Yi turned his face, revealing a face like an old immortal.

His eyebrows were thick and long, gray from old age, his eyebrows were drooping, his eyes were clear, his laugh lines were deep, his teeth were neat, and his goat's beard was supple and clean.

Uncle Zhang sneered: "Zheng Dao, the hall master of Kuanggu Hall, wearing a coarse coat and eating vegetarian buns here, is too pretentious. ”

"Brother misunderstood me."

Zheng Dao was still eating steamed buns when he spoke, and while chewing in his mouth, he didn't know how to spit out such clear words.

"In order to invite my brother back as a guest, I led people to guard Feilai Peak for several days, and the food had to be transported up from the mountain, and people frowned."

"I guessed that my brother was going here today, I rushed over to meet, smelled the aroma of this freshly out of the cage, I really liked it, and I couldn't help but eat a few first."

While the two old men were talking, Li Chaoyang was already tense, his hand grasped the hilt of the sword in the burden behind his back, and he was vigilant around.

However, he found that there were no more people in the ancient hall around.

On the contrary, the pedestrians who were originally close to this place naturally stayed away from this place, and even the owner of the steamed bun shop walked out in a daze.

Several stalls in the vicinity were all empty, and none of the goods were taken away, and such a strange scene did not even attract the slightest attention from others.

Zhang Shuwei also noticed such a thing, and his voice suddenly became a little heavier: "You have become?!" ”

"Not yet."

Zheng Dao showed a kind of regret on his face, "When we were young, you said that although this set of martial arts was my adventure, but if I insist on refining this martial arts, if I want to touch the realm of grandmasters in the future, I am afraid that I will have to take the road of refining the skull, which is a hundred times more dangerous than refining the internal organs." ”

"I didn't believe it back then, I thought you were jealous, and I regretted it after being stuck at this point all these years."

Uncle Zhang's face softened slightly: "Yes, if it happens, it will not only affect these people, but even I will be taken away by you silently." ”

"Although your martial arts are not good, your vision is really high, more than ten years better than I knew before, my martial arts and Xiangye's longevity skills are in urgent need of people like my brother to join, and I have to do my best."

Zheng Dao finished eating the buns, smiled, and spread his right hand to the side, "Look, I know you don't like to affect the innocent, so I let them all leave, and when I saw you, I only persuaded with good words, which shows my sincerity." ”

"I also know that you don't like the way we do things over the years, after you go to the Prime Minister's Mansion with me, if you really have results, you can also use them as bargaining chips to exchange with us, let us restrain our subordinates, and even let us change our position, it's not impossible."

Uncle Zhang was slightly moved: "Is that really the case?" ”

Zheng Daoli replied: "Our joint commitment with Xiangye, is that still false?" ”

Uncle Zhang pinched his beard slightly and was silent.

Zheng Dao was still smiling and looking forward to it at the beginning, but gradually his smile faded.

Because on this dirt road where the sun is shining, Zhang Shuwei is like a wooden stake, motionless, and he doesn't lift his eyes.

The wind blew, and there was silence all around.

Li Chaoyang's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, not only because he was nervous in his heart, but also because his whole body had been tense for too long and he was a little tired.

He secretly went to look at Zhang Shuwei next to him, but Zhang Shuwei still didn't move.

"Dude."

Zheng Dao laughed again, his eyes narrowed into slits, "It's better to go back with me first, and then you think slowly." ”

Uncle Zhang finally moved, brushed his beard, rubbed the corners of his eyes, brushed his eyebrows, pointed to his nose, and said, "What do you think of my appearance?" ”

"The young jade tree is in the wind, and the old is elegant and eternal."

Zheng Dao praised, "Good looks, a talent." ”

Uncle Zhang frowned slightly: "Then do you think I look like a fool?" ”

Zheng Dao sighed: "I regard my brother as a real smart person, the so-called gentleman does not stand under the wall, a real smart person, not only will he not be in danger, but he will also take care of the lives of the young people around him." ”

Uncle Zhang said lightly: "Tiger and wolf generation, bloodthirsty to the bone, greedy and greedy, even if there is occasional restraint, it is not for the purpose of becoming a vegetarian, just to be more unscrupulous in the future, I don't want to be a tiger fighter." ”

Zheng Dao sincerely persuaded: "You might as well be hypocritical." ”

"I know that you have more means than the world thinks, if I take a step back, can I still hold the second and third steps?"

Uncle Zhang said with a slight smile, "The reason why I retired back then was because I was afraid, afraid of your methods, afraid of you people, really, too afraid!" ”

"If you are really afraid, you will not go out of the mountain, but you are really afraid of apostasy, you should kill yourself when you see me, it seems that you are still more afraid of death."

Zheng Dao said as he spoke, and Hongran sighed, "If you knew that you were no longer a hard bone, why should I talk so much nonsense with you, I arrested you and went back, I am not afraid that you will not obey!" ”

Before the words fell, the bamboo cage drawer in his hand was thrown forward, and a strange loud whining sound suddenly appeared in the air.

What Li Chaoyang saw in his eyes was not a steamer flying towards him, but a thick, pure, golden Sanskrit wheel that could resonate with his body and mind, rotating horizontally, constantly magnifying, and translating and colliding over.

"Look at the !! of the sword"

Li Chaoyang shouted suddenly, drew his sword and slashed.

In the face of the golden Brahma wheel, which was as heavy as 10,000 catties, if he didn't shout this loudly, he felt that he couldn't pull out his sword.

But his sword slashed through the air.

Although he thought that he could "see" clearly, it was real, and he could even feel the strong wind on his face caused by the rotation of the giant wheel, but the steamer was actually not flying towards him at all.

On the contrary, Zhang Shuwei next to him let out a low shout, and his palms came out together and slapped on the steamer.

At the same time as the steamer was shattered, Zhang Shuwei was also shaken.

He didn't retreat, but all the silver needles, pills, medicine bottles, and silver coins hidden in the inner lining of his robe were all shattered, piercing his clothes and shooting out.

Li Chaoyang didn't expect it, the Tianzong Sword spun rapidly in his palm, and although most of the fragments were blocked, there were still a few broken copper coins and broken silver, which shot at him, causing him to vomit blood and staggered a few steps.

Fortunately, the Baiyun Drunken Elixir was given to Su Hanshan, otherwise when the medicine bottle and the elixir were broken on the surface of the body just now, Zhang Shuwei would have fallen asleep.

But Uncle Zhang's feeling was much more uncomfortable than falling asleep.

He felt that the more than 200 bones in his body, as if they were parts of a brass bell, had been knocked just now, and now they were still trembling, the aftermath was still ringing, and his ears were also buzzing, and his heart was shocked.

Although Zheng Dao has not yet succeeded in refining his skull and becoming a grandmaster, he obviously already has extraordinary brain spiritual power.

Being able to disperse the people around them unconsciously, not paying attention to things here, being able to shake the minds of Zhang Shuwei and Li Chaoyang, and putting huge pressure on them are all manifestations of this kind of spiritual power.

Zhang Shuwei just used the method of Taoist doctors to fast, looking like wood and stone, and his heart was like stagnant water, pretending to delay and test the bottom line of the other party's tolerance, also in order to get rid of his own influence.

It is hoped that Zheng Dao's mental and mental power will be significantly damaged when he maintains this state for a long time.

But just now, he made a move, his body and spirit are good, his heart and qi are united, and he is extremely wonderful.

Whether it is spiritual or internal force, it is unfathomable, and it is impossible to see whether there is any loss.

"Come with me!"

Zheng Dao grabbed it empty-handed, and an invisible power gathered from the air, locked Zhang Shuwei's whole body, and pulled him over.

"Turtle son! Where to go?!! ”

Outside the market, there was a sudden shout.

With this sound, a thick sword qi broke through the ground, like a small boat breaking through the water, and the dust raised was pushed away to both sides.

This sword qi slammed into Zhang Shuwei's back.

Uncle Zhang was unharmed, but he felt that his limbs were loose, his feet were on the ground, and the power that trapped him had been shattered by this sword qi.

People who practice swordsmanship in the world, and when they practice sword qi, they all pursue sharp edges.

There are really only a handful of sword qi like this kind of chaotic and bladeless, hitting people without hurting them.

Coupled with the loud shouting just now, before he could see anyone, Li Chaoyang, who was vomiting blood, had already screamed.

"Master Situ!"

A figure flew over his head with a "whirl", landing like a stubborn stone, dust splashing, and his legs did not move at all.

With their backs to Zhang and Li, they faced Zheng Dao.

This man had a short beard, a black robe and a yellow robe, a yellow forehead tied on his head, a fierce appearance, many old scars on his hands, and thick calluses.

He is not tall, only five feet, and he is a head lower than Li Chaoyang and Zhang Shuwei.

But the sword he carried on his shoulder seemed to be five feet long, as wide as a palm, as thick as an inch, and a foot and a half long in its handle.

"Situ Zhongxia!"

Zheng Dao's eyebrows frowned, his ten fingers rotated and closed, and he clenched them into fists, "Didn't you go back to the Bashu Sword Pavilion to take over the position of the head of the house, the lord of the dignified faction, so like to run back to Li Qiumian as a dog's leg?" ”

"You son of a bitch is a dog, Lao Tzu is a hero, a hero cherishes a hero, a turtle son, give me death!"

Although Situ Zhongxia is not tall, his temperament is like fire, his voice is like thunder, and as soon as he says a few words like a cannon, he raises his sword and kills.

The others were only five feet tall, but this sword seemed to have turned into a ten-foot giant.

When the sword body was slashed, it broke through the air, with a dull thunderous sound, as if there was a landslide.

Zheng Dao's face moved, and the tail of his eyebrows that fell down suddenly rose, and his angry eyebrows went into his sideburns, making people ignore his age for a moment, such as seeing a King Kong rising from the ground, pinching the Dharma seal, forming a fist seal, and blasting it away with a punch.

The hall master of this ancient hall actually fought against the Xuantie sword that weighed a hundred catties and was stronger than ten thousand pounds with his bare hands.

While!!!

Where the two collided, it suddenly sinted, and the earth went downwards and squeezed around.

There was no crack in the pit, but at the edge of the pit, there were cracks spreading outward.

Then, three feet to the east, four feet to the west, and six feet to the southwest, several stones broke through the earth and bounced into the air.

I don't know what year or month, these stones, which were buried under the solid pavement, were actually stimulated by the strength under their feet, broke through the layers of soil of different depths, and jumped up.

Most people on the rivers and lakes know that the hall master of Kuanggu Hall, Zheng Dao's famous stunt is called the Five Rounds of King Kong Boxing.

But the original name of the exercise he obtained through his adventures back then was supposed to be called "Seven Wheels of Brahmana I Fixing Seal".

In the martial arts classics of the Tianzhu Kingdom, it is believed that there are seven most important hubs for the vitality of the human body, which are called the seven wheels.

From bottom to top, they are Mooladhara, Abdominal Chakra, Navel Chakra, Heart Chakra, Throat Chakra, Agnya Chakra and Sahasrara.

The Seven Wheels of Brahman-Self Sealing, assuming that through practice, one can create the feeling of the fullness of the seven chakras, and have the supreme experience and mystical power of "Brahman-Self Unity".

But the founder of that martial art, in fact, only cultivated to the fourth round, and the last three realms, he just deduced a synopsis, and it is difficult to say how many deviations and omissions there are.

Zheng Dao was able to cultivate to the fifth round, and even had already spied into a higher realm, relying on Zhao Lizong's guidance, Xiangfu's martial arts classics, and his own speculation.

In his boxing method, there is not only the essence of Tianzhu martial arts, but also the mystery of the Wutai Mountain Town School Divine Skill "Great Weide King Kong Wheel Seal".

Cultivating Brahma on the inside and vajra on the outside, every time a fist is punched, the enemy can feel two layers of strength.

One layer is just untouchable, shattering the body and mind, and the other layer is endless, diluting the mind.

The Darkiron Greatsword collided with his fist, and the Greatsword stood upright into the sky and shot into the air.

Situ Zhongxia shot up from the ground like an iron pea, chased after the big sword, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and shouted.

"A sword in the sky!!"

Zheng Dao's figure turned into three, blurred, and when the big sword was split, he struck a left punch, a right punch, and then both fists fired together, impacting the sword body head-on.

This time, the sword body did not fly into the air, but directly swirled and flew backwards.

Situ Zhongxia somehow let the long sword get out of his hand again, and chased after it was free, and after holding the hilt of the sword, the figure spun up and raised the sword to the sky.

It turned out that he was always at the moment of collision, and when he was fighting against the opponent's first layer of fist strength, he deliberately loosened his palm fingers, and most of the power was borne by the Xuantie Greatsword.

The impact of the second layer of fist power was half empty, half on the sword body, and the impact on Situ Zhongxia itself was reduced to the extreme.

This kind of sword control method is like walking a tightrope over a volcano.

But Situ Zhong Xia Yi is bold, there is no error in timing, there is no tension on his face, and his gas posture is even more courageous.

The sword was originally centered on the middle of the sword body, rotating like a disc, but now it was under his grip of the sword, pointing straight into the sky, with the ridge line of the sword spine as the central axis, rotating like a diamond.

"A Sword !! the Sky"

It's another sword.

But this time, even Zheng Dao didn't dare to take the sword body that was like a drill swinging down, so he had to retreat.

As soon as he retreated, a strange spiritual force field that enveloped all directions and was pervasive suddenly wavered.

Situ Zhongxia's sword, which looked like it was going to tear the earth apart, suddenly bounced up and stabbed straight when it just touched the ground.

There was only a pit the size of a bowl on the ground, and when he stepped out, he stepped on the slope of the edge of the pit, and borrowed strength forward, and the momentum was even more urgent.

Zheng Dao smashed the tip of the sword with a punch, and Situ Zhongxia pushed it with a horizontal sword, and the sword body carried both fists.

Boom!!!

There was another loud bang like a yellow bell, and the two figures left four furrows on the ground, each of which slipped back.

The spiritual force field that enveloped the surroundings was completely broken, and there seemed to be no change in the surroundings, and it seemed that the tone of all the scenery was a little colder.

Zhang Shuwei suddenly understood, no wonder Zheng Dao couldn't see any loss before.

It turned out that he was laying an invisible circle around him, no matter the spirit or the breath of internal force, he only started in this circle, adhering to a kind of mandala enchantment-like martial arts artistic conception.

After Situ Zhongxia came, a sword and a sword finally broke this enchantment.

The chief guest secretary of Fuyao Mountain has a big advantage, and the head of the Bashu Sword Pavilion is like a rainbow.

Zheng Dao's face also became extremely solemn, and his hands were sealed in front of him, changing three times in an instant, calming his breath and condensing his strength.

"Okay, it seems that your skill and swordsmanship have improved again, and your entry into the realm is really not slower than mine at all!"

Situ Zhongxia let out a swallowing sound like a long whale, raised his sword with one hand, and his momentum became more and more intense, and shouted: "Your strength is really not small, come again!" ”

The two confronted each other, the robes on their bodies undulating more and more, and their hair fluttering and flying.

These two people are obviously opposite each other, but their hair is blowing backwards, so that people can't understand the wind direction of this place for a while.

In fact, this is because after their momentum collided in the open space, they rebounded and blew the hem of their sideburns.

If the robe of either side is no longer backward, but forward, it proves that the momentum of the other side is flawed, and it will also be the moment of decisive victory.

Zhang Shuwei and Li Chaoyang were powerless to intervene at the moment, so they could only wait and see.

After a while, Uncle Zhang's pupils trembled slightly, and although his face remained unchanged, his fingers couldn't help curling up.

Li Chaoyang's hand holding the sword also became tighter, and his knuckles turned white.

Because they all saw that there were seven wet marks on the clothes on Situ Zhongxia's back.

It should be sweat oozing from the seven acupuncture points on the back, but judging from the color, it is definitely mixed with some blood.

Uncle Zhang looked along the traces of the seven acupuncture points and found that it was the right arm that led to Situ Zhongxia, and he realized in his heart.

In order to break through the colorless and substantial, but powerful five-wheel enchantment, Situ Zhongxia wanted to reverse and pull back the strength of the big sword between lightning and flint.

The seven acupuncture points on his right arm and back had already suffered an internal laceration in order to complete this change in time.

But Situ Zhongxia's swordsmanship has always been based on the right hand, and the left hand is only an auxiliary, and now that his right arm is injured, the next blow of victory or defeat is not ......

Uncle Zhang's heart sank slightly, but he didn't dare to show anything on his face, because he knew how keen his old friend was.

Li Chaoyang also knew this, and knew that he was not sophisticated enough, so after finding out that something was wrong, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, and covered up his demeanor by bowing his head.

At this moment, on the hill in front of Lingyin Temple, there was a long roar.

"Fly! Come! Peak!!! ”

This long roar was full of energy, full of skill, and the divine will was flying, going down through the sea of clouds and passing through the mountains and forests.

Not only the three words in the whistling sound can be heard clearly, but even can be heard. It was a young man's timbre.

Li Chaoyang raised his head in surprise, his mind was racing, he mustered all his strength, and roared.

"Brother Su!!"

After he finished shouting, he felt a sharp pain in his throat and lost his voice.

But this sound spread for several miles, and those people around the Lingyin Temple, who were no longer affected by the enchantment at this moment, all noticed this.

The people on the mountain, who have such exquisite skills, must have heard this sound.

Zheng Dao's eyes lifted, and his face tightened.

Sue? That Su Han Mountain!

The third and the elite of the seven factions had already gone to stop him, how could he break into Feilai Peak with all his might?!

Is there another reinforcement......

With a flick of his fingers, in a flash, Situ Zhongxia's sideburns and the corners of his clothes all floated forward, his expression was extremely focused, and his sword strength sprayed out.

But when he heard a dull loud noise, the dust was like a wave, and where the Xuantie Sword swung down, pillars of earth exploded and spread forward.

On the opposite side, the vigorous strength left the body and rolled backwards, turning the soil waves into dust.

When Situ Zhongxia swung his sword to sweep away the haze, the figure on the opposite side had disappeared.

"Hahahaha, turtle son!"

Situ Zhongxia couldn't stop laughing, and scolded his turtle son seven times in a row, and then turned around happily.

But the moment he turned around, the smile on his face couldn't be maintained, and the blood in his mouth couldn't stop oozing, and he swallowed it forcibly, but he walked to Li Chaoyang's side with a dragon and a tiger under his feet.

"Is this your new friend on the mountain just now, okay, let's go meet him!"

Situ Zhongxia's voice was bold, and he slammed the Xuantie sword to the ground.

Zhang Shuwei and Li Chaoyang heard "ant language transmission" in their ears.

"Lao Tzu only failed to break through the Grandmaster last month, and he lost a foundation, hurry up and meet the people on the mountain, otherwise I won't be able to hold on!"

Recommend a book, it can be regarded as a lot of martial arts elements, the author has written a few books before, and he is better at fast-paced.

Friends who like that type can check it out!

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