Chapter 6: Confusion (2)
"As a teacher, I have something to discuss with you today. Grandpa Chen's eyes were suddenly like lightning, and his voice was gloomy.
"I don't know what the master has to hand over to the apprentice?" Yan Zhe saluted respectfully to Gonggong Chen.
"Zhe'er, Leng Tianfeng has been on the run for two months, and the people I sent have not found any trace of him so far, and I want to send you to take him down, I don't know if you are willing?" Chen Gonggong's tone was not tough, but it was even more with a bit of discussion, but in Yan Zhe's ears, this was an order.
"Master, don't worry, the apprentice will definitely take down Leng Tianfeng. Yan Zhe blurted out without thinking, and even knelt down on one knee and saluted, "It will definitely live up to its mission." ”
"That's good," Gonggong Chen smiled on his face, and poured another glass of wine for Yan Zhe, "Zhe'er, get up, and have another drink with the teacher." ”
"Yes, Master," Yan Zhe got up cautiously, took the wine glass with both hands and drank it in one gulp, and then asked cautiously, "Master, the apprentice heard that you have sent those four monsters to capture Leng Tianfeng, why do you still need the apprentice to go, is there something wrong?"
"There is no mistake, but," Gonggong Chen took a sip of wine, and his face became more and more gloomy, "On the day of the execution ground, Lin Mengting gave Leng Tianfeng a long sword, that sword was extremely sharp and full of murderous aura, and later I looked through the ancient books and found that the shape of that long sword was very similar to the legendary Heavenly Soul Sword, so Leng Tianfeng is actually not important, but you have to bring that sword back, do you understand?"
Yan Zhe was instantly stunned when he heard Gonggong Chen's words, he was Gonggong Chen's absolute confidant, and naturally he knew what Gonggong Chen meant, but they never thought that the Heavenly Soul Sword would be born like this, but he understood that as long as there was a slight possibility, the sword must be taken back.
"Master, please forgive the disciple for daring to ask if Master has already informed the Holy Lord of this?" Yan Zhe knew that this matter was serious, so he had to open his mouth to ask.
Gonggong Chen didn't care, and said while picking up the wine glass: "I have informed Your Majesty, Your Majesty has also sent the Four Swordsmen to sneak into the rivers and lakes secretly, and the people who were killed by Leng Tianfeng in the recent rumors on the rivers and lakes are half of them made by my Dongchang, and the other half are made by the Four Swordsmen." ”
"Master, the matter of 'seizing the Eight Swords of Yue' is very important, the Four Swordsmen have no friendship with my Dongchang and Jinyi Wei, what if there is a conflict in the rivers and lakes?" Yan Zhe had a cold sweat on his forehead when he heard that the Four Swordsmen had already taken action, he knew too well the weight of the Four Swordsmen.
"Zhe'er," Gonggong Chen put the wine glass on the table and sighed, "'Capture Yue Eight Swords' is related to my Ming Dynasty's national fortune, this matter is very important, and there is no room for carelessness, and those four swordsmen are directly under the imperial front, if you meet them on the rivers and lakes, you must not have a conflict, no matter what, you must endure it, after all, everything we are doing is for the world of the Ming Dynasty, understand?"
Yan Zhe heard Gonggong Chen's words, and he had already begun to carefully plan in his heart, he bowed to Gonggong Chen and said: "Master don't worry, the apprentice knows what to do, I will take someone to go to arrest Leng Tianfeng early tomorrow morning," suddenly he remembered something again, and then asked, "Master, what should happen to these more than forty people who are being imprisoned called Huazi?" The apprentice has been tortured for two months, but he has never received any useful information, it seems that they really don't know anything. ”
Gonggong Chen looked at Yan Zhe and said casually: "Since it's useless, let's kill it." He drank another glass of wine.
Yan Zhe heard what Gonggong Chen said, his heart sank, but he still saluted respectfully, and then turned around and walked out of the cell and walked into the darkness.
At this time, the internal force is agitated, the fists and palms are staggered, and the five figures are entangled together, for a while, this Buddhist gate has been shrouded in the killing atmosphere, and the Buddha gate hall with strict treasures has become a place of fighting.
The three senior monks of Shaolin Temple joined forces to surround Leng Tianfeng and Ming Weilin, and Master Qingkong swung the robe he was wearing, and a strong wind wrapped the two. The qi wall formed by the strong wind is like a substance, and at this time, Leng Tianfeng is fighting against the two masters of Qingjing and Qingjian with one enemy and two enemies, and Ming Weilin's skills are insufficient, so he can't break through the qi wall. As a last resort, Ming Weilin could only use the kung fu of the Ghost Flame Claw to protect himself.
Emptying all is one of the Shaolin seventy-two stunts, the "robe subduing the demon gong", this exercise is all based on internal force to hurt people, under the swing of the robe, the lifelong air flow to the robe as the medium, turned into an invisible force, and trapped Ming Weilin tightly. Seeing that Ming Weilin couldn't break through, he took advantage of the situation and bullied forward, and the long sleeve of his right hand struck at Ming Weilin's chest as if the wind was agitating.
Seeing this, Ming Weilin didn't have time to think about it, his claws came out together, and he fought back. Clear but has seen Ming Weilin's moves clearly, the sleeves have covered Ming Weilin's left hand, the sleeves of the monk's robe have always been wide, the empty palm is hidden in the sleeve, Ming Weilin is difficult to see the change of the clear palm, suddenly only feel that the pulse door is buckled, panic and don't have time to think about it, the wrist twists back and the fingertips have been buckled to clear the pulse gate. Emptying in an instant, the palm turned into a finger, and a strong adamantine finger had already pierced the Lao Gong acupoint in Ming Weilin's palm.
Ming Weilin's left palm was in pain, and he quickly withdrew his hand to defend himself, and his right hand and fingers stabbed straight into his eyes like a knife. Seeing this, the sleeve of his left hand swung and covered Ming Weilin's right hand, and the palm in the sleeve turned into a fist, and Ming Weilin punched him in reverse, and Ming Weilin was restrained again.
Master Qingkong has been the first seat of the Dharma Hall for more than 30 years, not only the Buddhism is profound, but also the martial arts are strong, at this time he used one of the seventy-two stunts of the "sleeve Qiankun", his hands are hidden in the sleeves, making it impossible to distinguish the moves.
The two masters of Pure and Clean, who were besieging Leng Tianfeng on the side, were not as easy as emptying. Before making a move, Leng Tianfeng had put his left hand on the sword, Qing Jian didn't have time to think about it when he saw this, and grabbed Leng Tianfeng's left arm with a move of "grabbing eighteen dozen", wanting to let him throw his sword, but who knew that Leng Tianfeng was just luring the enemy. Qing Jian only cared about letting Leng Tianfeng throw his sword, and hurriedly made a move, he had lost the opportunity, Leng Tianfeng saw the opportunity, drew a circle with his right hand, and opened Qing Jian's arm, and pushed out his left palm, and a cold breath had emanated from his palm. Qing Jian's moves were old at this time, and before he could change his moves, he had to take two steps back. Leng Tianfeng stepped up to attack, and for a while he had already attacked a chain of twelve palms, and the layers of palm force pressed Qingjian to the point that it was difficult to breathe, seeing that one palm was about to be in the middle of the door, and suddenly a strong force attacked Leng Tianfeng from the right side.
Seeing that Qingjian was suppressed, the abbot of Qingjing slapped the "Mighty King Kong Palm" towards Leng Tianfeng, and the palm momentum carried the power of thunder, and suddenly fell, like a mountain pressing on the top, not allowing half a breath. Leng Tianfeng is unavoidable, and the internal force is in the right palm, and the pure abbot is hard to shake a palm, and the cold qi along the hand Taiyin lung meridian has invaded the meridian of the right hand of the pure master.
The pure abbot's face was as usual, it was still an ancient well, but his heart was extremely shocked, and he felt that a cold breath invaded along the meridians of the whole body, almost freezing half of his body, but fortunately, he could only resolve it with internal force in time, and the pure abbot was shocked in his heart: "I didn't expect a young man in his twenties to have such skills." ”
And Leng Tianfeng is not happy, under the power of the powerful Vajra palm, although he relies on the ice full palm to take a hard palm, but at this time, the right hand is a little out of strength, and the muscles and bones are torn, and the pain is unbearable, you know, the internal strength of the Ghost Yanmen is different from other kung fu, and the practice of the Ghost Yan Claw needs to concentrate the Gang Qi on the arms, so the arms of the disciples of the Ghost Yanmen are all invulnerable, and Leng Tianfeng's hard connection and the strong King Kong palm will have severe pain in the arm, it is conceivable how profound the martial arts of the Shaolin abbot will be.
Leng Tianfeng already understood the cultivation of the Shaolin abbot under one move, and he knew that if he fought alone, the two might be evenly divided, but the two monks joined forces at the same time, and he would eventually lose the upper hand, if he didn't get out quickly, he was afraid that he would miss and be caught.
He glanced sideways slightly, Ming Weilin on the side had been completely suppressed by the Clear Master, although he would not be defeated, he would not be able to get out, Leng Tianfeng had already made up his mind in his heart, and he would not leave his hands. The true qi around the body lingered, protecting the whole body, both palms came out, the internal force burst out, and the power of yin and cold quickly enveloped the body in the range of one zhang of the body, and in an instant, even the temperature of the Daxiong Treasure Hall dropped a few points.
The pure abbot became more and more shocked, his body was affected by the internal force of Leng Tianfeng, the temperature was getting lower and lower, as if he was in the ice and snow, and his body was becoming more and more stiff. Leng Tianfeng has been practicing the internal strength "No Delusion Condensation Ice Technique" for many years, and the "No Delusion Condensing Ice Technique" has three layers, and a few years ago, he has broken through the first layer of "Treading Snow" realm, and has reached the second layer of "Cold" realm. When you reach this realm, you can not only melt the yin and cold internal force in the palm of your body, but also release the internal force in the acupoints around the body through the three yin meridians and the three yin meridians in the body during the fierce fight, and envelop yourself in the cold air, and the cold qi is connected with your own breath. In the fierce fight, the opponent's blood and qi are churning, and the heat energy in the body is emitted from the inside out, and the cold qi can also be invaded through the acupoint like a steel needle by the traction of the cold Tianfeng's palm, although it will not hurt the opponent, but it can also make the opponent's body sluggish and the internal force stagnant.
The pure abbot never thought that the ice full palm and the Wu Delusion Ice Technique would have such a wonderful effect, only that Leng Tianfeng secretly poisoned the body would be so uncomfortable. And just in his trance, suddenly flew in from outside the Mahavira Hall a black shadow the size of half a palm, the black shadow mixed with the strong wind directly attacked the clean abbot face door, the pure master just received Leng Tianfeng's palm before he could withdraw the black shadow has reached the front of him less than three inches, the fierce wind mixed with a fishy smell, obviously a highly poisonous thing, at this time it can be seen that the black shadow is actually a cross dart.
The abbot of the pure abbot didn't care about anything else, and shot down the dart with a palm on the side in his busy schedule, and there was a chance to breathe in the future, and he felt that a majestic force mixed with cold air had hit, and the pure had to pour the internal force of the whole body into the right palm and suddenly shoot out. Under the fierce collision of the two forces, the pure abbot unconsciously took ten steps back before stabilizing his figure.