Ye Guhong wanted to punch a few times, and the curiosity was not only Zhang Sanfeng, but also Wudang Zhongxia, Emei female brother, Hu Daniu, and Tang Heng, all of whom couldn't help but perk up.

Compared with others, the women of Emei are a little nervous in addition to curiosity.

After all, this is a real person!

Looking at the entire martial arts, the person who dares to come up with a temporary punch and ask Zhang Sanfeng to pass his eyes is afraid that it will be the one in front of him.

Ye Guhong was not in a hurry, he had the boxing method to be fought in his mind, and he stood impartially, and he was calm and relaxed.

But seeing that his feet and shoulders were wide, he raised his wrists and raised his hands, then bent his knees and pressed down, slowly and leisurely played a few moves, and then finished his work.

These tricks are neither the wings of the white crane, nor the mane of the wild horse, nor the left and right movement of the block, the waving of the pipa, and the tail of the bird, nor can it be said that it is the Chen's Yang's, Sun's, Wu's, or the park's 24-style.

It is said that Ye Guhong was also able to fight in the ring in his previous life, and the boxing method he played, if it was completely fancy, would be considered wronged.

But with his current vision, he naturally knows how big the flaws are in the boxing techniques he practiced in the past, and which ones are purely fancy, so he has made three or five moves at this moment, which is not at all the tricks he learned in his previous life, purely according to the eight strengths of smashing, squeezing, pressing, picking, squeezing, elbowing, and relying on these eight strengths to play freely, which can be said to be similar to the Tai Chi gods in later generations.

When the women of Emei saw him hit these few times, their faces were full of confusion, and they said in their hearts, what is this, if they deliberately slow down so that everyone can see clearly, but what is the matter with that lazy and uncaring demeanor?

Among the five heroes of Wudang, Song and Yu Erxia glanced at each other, if there was something, Zhang Sixia frowned and closed his eyes, thinking hard, Yin Liu, Yu Qi, and Tang Heng's expressions were similar to those of Emei disciples.

Only Zhang Sanfeng couldn't take his eyes off it, and when he stopped, a light suddenly burst out of his eyes, and he smiled: "Good boy, fight again." ”

Ye Guhong smiled, and sure enough, he hit again.

Emei disciples, Yin Liu, Mo Qi, and Tang Heng were even more puzzled, but Zhang Si let out a soft cry of "oops", revealing a look of understanding.

Ye Guhong played more than 20 moves this time, except for the starting hand, none of the same moves as before.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that it is still performed according to the eight strengths of Tai Chi.

After finishing the fight, Ye Guhong smiled and said, "Zhang Zhenren, do you want the juniors to fight again?" ”

Zhang Sanfeng had already smiled, shook his head and said, "Enough, enough!" Haha, wonderful, really wonderful! Guo Nuxia to a woman's body, the evolution of Jiuyang, Emei Jiuyang Gong, there is a hidden yin and yang, you learn this kung fu as a man, only see its yang and not its yin, now I have learned a trace of the old way in the way of Tai Chi, it is immediately enlightened, just say this understanding, the old way is better than you, today I see you play martial arts, less to say that the old way of ten years of water grinding kung fu! ”

When the Wudang Five Heroes heard this, they were all overjoyed, and then looked at Ye Guhong, their eyes became more and more close.

Zhang Sanfeng looked up to the sky and said, "Wow! This is exactly: the action is light and introverted, the Mojiao is intermittent and researching, the left and the right are virtual and real, and the meaning is the day after tomorrow! Haha, and the cloud: flickering and flickering into the long, a feather is not added to the Daozang, the hand is slow and the hand is fast, and the four or two dial thousands of luck into good. ”

Yin laughed three times, suddenly picked up Ye Guhong, raised it and shook it three times, and said happily: "Good boy, good boy, two years later, Lao Dao my centennial birthday, I remember to come to celebrate Lao Dao's birthday, Lao Dao does not look at your boxing skills in vain, and then you will definitely pass on a novel kung fu that no one has ever seen before, hahaha, hahaha." ”

Laughing and putting down Ye Guhong, he turned his head and instructed: "Yuanqiao, for the sake of the teacher's heart, this is a retreat, on the day of your birthday, remember to send a bowl of Shou noodles to eat, put more lard." ”

Without stopping, he strode back to his hut, and with a flick of his sleeve, the door closed immediately.

Ye Guhong walked out of the small courtyard, Yu Lianzhou, who had always been calm and silent, hugged him first, and laughed rarely: "Good brother, you have saved my master ten years of effort, and I have to admit my feelings from top to bottom, if there is anything to do with your second brother in the future, just talk to me." ”

Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi were also smiling, only Mo Shenggu pouted: "You still thank him?" Sixth brother and I haven't seen Master for a long time, so we waited for the eldest brother to celebrate his birthday, and Master was close and close, but I didn't have time to say anything today, and Master went to retreat again, and it was all this kid's trouble. ”

But his emotions came and went quickly, and when it came to Song Yuanqiao's birthday, he suddenly slapped his leg: "Big brother, you celebrate your birthday this time, the head of Emei is really treated as a big deal, you don't see that the head of the house has never come in person, but the gifts prepared are really amazing!" The little brother couldn't sleep all the way, let's be poor in Wudang, this has to wait until the birthday of the head of Emei, how can this gift be repaid. ”

Jin Mingjun couldn't help but say, "That's it, why can't you sleep?" Your snoring voice is louder than that of Lao Niu, and our sisters and sisters all said, it is not in vain that you called Mo Shenggu, Zhang Zhenren chose this name for you, I am afraid that it is also the inspiration to listen to your snoring. ”

Everyone laughed, returned to the Chengbi Hall where they were entertaining, sat down separately, and let the disciples serve tea.

After a few words of gossip, Su Qingmeng, as the senior sister, took out the gift slip and handed it over, Yu Lianzhou took it in his hand and looked at it, and said in surprise: "Before, the seventh brother said that the gift was too thick, and I also said that he was laughing, big brother, you see ......."

Song Yuanqiao took a look at it, and was also stunned, only to see that the gift list was impressively written: "Ten bottles of Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill, ten bottles of Tianqi Shark Dansan, ten bottles of Impermanence Pill, a handle of white jade dust, and a string of white jade beads." ”

Song Yuanqiao was the earliest, and when he heard Zhang Sanfeng talk about many old martial arts things, he was surprised: "Could this be the elixir created by Huang's predecessors back then?" Emei has actually recovered? It's just that this kind of elixir, one is already rare, you ...... Ten bottles of ...... Song really deserves it. ”

Ye Guhong said with a smile: "Song Daxia, my master is a first-class real character in the world, Wudang treats my Emei as his own family, how can he not know in his old man's heart?" Now that I am waiting for Emei disciples, the first time I came to Wudang to move around, and it was such a happy day as Song Daxia's birthday, with my master's temperament, I was reluctant to empty Emei. ”

As soon as he said this, all the heroes in Wudang knew in their hearts: Emei has had several elixirs over the years, but I am afraid that they are basically here.

As he spoke, Su Qingmeng opened the package that he had never dared to leave, and took out a brocade box, Yu Lianzhou took it and saw that it was thirty bottles of priceless elixir, as well as a dusty stalk and a string of beads, the jade was as delicate as fat, the color was crystal clear, and it was also an extremely rare treasure, but compared to those medicines, it was far inferior.

I heard that although Song Yuanqiao is not a Taoist, he is good at wearing Taoist robes and reading Taoism, so he simply borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and sent Wudang together.

Song Yuanqiao was full of emotion, called his apprentice, and asked him to collect the gifts, at this time Tang Heng suddenly got up, hugged his fists and said: "Song Daxia, Tang is a savage in the rivers and lakes, it is an honor to come to celebrate his birthday together, but Tang has no long things, so he can only put pen and ink and chat about his heart, and I hope that Song Daxia will not be cold." ”

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly returned the salute: "Where is this?" The virtuous brother came this time, and the inside and outside of Chengbi Hall were glowing, and Song was even more happy from the bottom of his heart. ”

Tang Heng was also happy when he saw that he was sincere, and he took out a pen and paper from his sleeve at the moment, Mo Shenggu was familiar with the way, and still held up the paper for him.

Tang Heng licked the wet brush, and wrote a title "Chengbitang He Yuanqiao's Birthday", and pondered for a moment, where the pen fell, the dragon and snake were flying, full of paper and smoke, and everyone scrambled to look at it, but it was a long poem-

The Yellow River was cleared for 3,000 years, and the Kunlun source was wiped out.

I should be thousands of miles away, but I blame the dust and the sky.

How is it like a drop of water in Cao Xi, and Tai'a is like a sharpening.

The three rivers and five lakes dare not flow, and the sea is clear and windless.

Yuanxiang has a pulse through China, and Qiankun has no roots and vitality.

The blue sky is under the water, casting a glass autumn.

The Taoist made up his mind about this, and coldly shot his pupils and double moon shadows.

Exquisitely chiseled open the cloud and mist window, and realized it as a large round mirror of the void.

Yin Liu boasted of knowing poetry, and nodded hurriedly: "Brother Tang's poem, it really has Li Qinglian's style, wonderful, wonderful." ”

Yu Er read it silently, and nodded and said: "What a Taoist has a self-determined heart, a double moon shadow with pupils, a chiseled cloud and mist window, and a great circle of the void, but it has a lot in common with my martial arts method, clever, clever." ”

Song Yuanqiao was also overjoyed, read it several times in a row, and said: "Thank you Brother Xian, with this poem, I will be immortal with Jiawen." ”

Zhang Songxi said with a smile: "I don't know poetry, but this calligraphy, is really beautiful, I asked people to frame this book well, and hung it on this Ning Bitang, he came back with his fifth brother, so he was surprised." ”

When Song Yuanqiao heard this, his smile suddenly narrowed, and he shook his head and said: "Alas, people know the destiny of heaven until they are fifty, but I don't know when the fifth brother will have to pay it back, and when the third brother will be healed." I'm fifty years of empty work as a senior brother, and I can be described as incompetent. ”

Mo Shenggu said: "The fifth brother is very capable, he must be fine, as for the third brother, just let the big bull brother take a look." ”

Regarding Yu Daiyan's injury, except for Mo Shenggu, the other heroes were faintly desperate in their hearts, but Song Yuanqiao suddenly had a thought: This doctor is young, and he can recover several big medicines in Emei, maybe there are really some extraordinary means, and it is not known.

At that moment, he said: "Yes, yes, please Mr. Hu take a look for the third child!" ”

(End of chapter)