In the mid-spring of this year, taking advantage of the comfortable weather, Mr. Tao Ran took the disciples out for a spring outing, starting from the Wuhou Temple, going north to Luo County, passing Mianzhu, and going to Mage Mountain. This road is the route of Deng Ai Po Shu, Mr. Tao Ran said while walking, and when he walked to the foot of Ma Ge Mountain, he saw that this mountain was steep and steep, extremely difficult and dangerous, and the disciples could not go up, Mr. Tao Ran had a feeling, stepped on the mountain stone and walked up six steps, and left a line of footprints on the mountain stone after six steps.

This is the origin of "difficult to walk", the road is far from shallow, and it is impossible to step on the stone into a seal in six steps, but if you think about Mr. Tao Ran's skills, eighteen steps are already good. However, this exercise also has drawbacks, that is, once you step into a stepping stone into a seal, the strength of the whole body is mentioned to the extreme, and every step is a great burden on the body, if it lasts for an hour, no matter who it is, the meridians will burst and die, even if it is half an hour, it is no less than a serious illness. Lu Xiuyuan's usual battles are almost the same as seven or eight steps, but today he walked eighteen steps in a row, which is obviously ruthless.

In the amazed eyes of everyone, Lu Xiuyuan walked in front of Master Humble Nunnery, stood still with his feet, business from his heart, guided by qi, urged by qi, toes, fingertips, and the tip of his nose into a line, and then turned his wrist and punched, according to Master Humble Nunnery's chest is a punch, a simple and unpretentious punch.

I saw that Master Cun'an's body shook and shook his head slightly.

Lu Xiuyuan punched out, his body was not sluggish, he flashed and moved, jumping and jumping, it was really similar to a swallow, his far hand was close to his elbow, and he smashed his middle shoulder high and low, and it was like hitting a wooden stake.

Just opened that punch, if you are not an expert, you may not be able to see it, but now as long as you are a person who practices martial arts, you should be able to recognize it, this is the Yan Qing Fist in the Meridian Gate Thirty-six Killer Skills.

The Meridian Gate is the same as the Wuhou Temple, with the thirteen factions, don't look at it as a killer's portal, but if you want to get to the root of it, it is very famous.

At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, the officials were forced and the people rebelled, and one hundred and eight good men led by Song Jiang gathered in Liangshan, fought righteousness and squandered wealth, killed the rich and helped the poor, practiced before the war, rested after the war, and created 36 unique arts together with the old abbot Master Yuantong of the Jianfu Temple of Liugong Mountain. Because they have to practice in the morning and evening, these thirty-six martial arts are also called meridian skills. Later, the heroes of Liangshan accepted the imperial court's recruitment, but they did not fall behind, and their descendants were in the rivers and lakes, and they did not know who summoned them, so they had the current Meridian Gate.

The grandfather of Yao Wei Yao, the old chivalrous guest of Yao Wei Yao, who painted the halberd Sensen Town, was the hall master of Fang Sheng Hall of the Meridian Gate back then.

And this Yanqing boxing, is from the meridian gate Yanqingtang, is the prodigal son Yanqing's boxing, this punch is rigid and soft, both internal and external, the move is wide open and closed, there is a tendency to overwhelm the mountains and seas, there is a hidden killing machine, focusing on the vital point of the human body, often a move can control people to death.

The sixty-fourth Yan Qing fist was finished in one go, and when he looked at Master Humble Nunnery again, his face was a little pale, but he did not fall.

Lu Xiuyuan frowned at that time, his strength was clear, even if it was a tiger and a lion after this punch, he was out of breath, and this old monk was really resistant to beating.

"Master, do you dare to speak?"

Those who practice martial arts talk about practicing one breath inside and one muscle and bones outside. The breath here is not about the internal force, the internal force is tendons, the external force is bones, the muscles, bones and skin, the meridians are injured is internal injury, the flesh and bone are traumatized, and the flesh and skin are injured is called skin trauma, which is usually not tightened. If this breath is said broadly, it is internal breath, internal force and breath, to be more accurate, it is really a breath, otherwise it is called luck, and only luck can ensure that the strength is not damaged when making a move, and can ensure that you are not injured. Look at the fights of those who practice martial arts, only when one move is finished, hurry up and breathe a sigh of relief, if you pant when you make a move, the opponent can slap you to death with one palm. The hard kung fu of horizontal practice is no exception, don't look at this breath and you can be invulnerable, but if this breath is gone, it is also a mortal child. If you take precautions in advance and don't let go of your breath, you can cope with the other party's ability for a while, but if you are unprepared, let alone cope, you don't even know how to die.

Lu Xiuyuan's words are this idea, old monk, aren't you hard-working? Do you dare to take off your guard and let me slap me?

Master Humble Nunnery shook his head slightly, opened his mouth and did not speak, but vomited half a mouthful of blood, obviously suffering internal injuries.

Seeing this scene, everyone in Shaolin Temple raised their eyebrows and gritted their steel teeth, but no one dared to stop it, because this was what the abbot had promised.

"You'll regret it......"

Master Humble Nunnery wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and as soon as he said this half sentence, before the words fell, he saw that Lu Xiuyuan's face suddenly turned pale, his hands were blue, and his palm slapped on Master Humble An's Qi Sea Acupoint.

In the eighteenth year of Chenghua, after Lu You killed the Zhongzhou hero Xi Kaifu, he knew that the decent people in martial arts would not let him go, so he traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains and the north and south of the river, visited relatives and friends, and also returned home on the way, leaving "Crane Gong" at home. After his death, Lu Xiuyuan was eager for revenge, so he practiced the exercises in the book, although he had not yet fully practiced, but he could already make it.

Seeing Master Humble Nunnery speak, Lu Xiuyuan was very happy, thinking that he was about to succeed, but when this palm was real, he immediately felt that something was wrong, soft and similar to patting cotton, and wanted to withdraw his palm, but Master Humble Nunnery's Maitreya Buddha's stomach was like a sucker, and his hand was firmly glued to it. The next moment, he only felt a force rushing down his arm, and suddenly the sky was spinning, and he lost consciousness.

Yao Xian watched from behind, pinching a handful of sweat for Lu Xiuyuan, and saw Master Humble Nunnery speak, and Lu Xiuyuan was about to succeed, but before he could relax his breath, he saw Lu Xiuyuan's body thrown up on the ground, leaving a blood line in the air, and falling to the ground with his back down.

Yao Xian was suddenly shocked, and flew up to pick it up, but saw a black shadow passing by her, and in the blink of an eye, Lu Xiuyuan had already taken it down. Although it was daytime at this time, this person was still dressed in night clothes, not tall, thin, with two eight-character eyebrows, and a pair of small eyes with a thief's light.

Everyone hurriedly gathered around to take a look, only to see that Lu Xiuyuan's eyes were closed, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know who was there, but fortunately, the breath was still there, his heartbeat had not stopped, and he was still saved. At this time, a person squeezed in from the crowd, "Get out of the way, let me see." ”

Yao Xian turned her eyes and saw that it was a woman in white with a light veil cover, this person was her friend, the little medicine fairy of the Medicine King Valley, Ge Mingxian.

"Xian'er, take a look. ”

Ge Mingxian didn't say much, he stepped forward to take his pulse first, and couldn't help but gasp under the ride, "It's strange, the injury is not too serious, but why is it a sign of going mad?"

"If you go mad, then why don't you hurry up and open up the meridians for him with your true power?" Yue Huasheng frowned.

"But our internal strength is mixed, and we have not perfected the realm, so there is no problem in pushing the palace through the blood, and we can open up the meridians...... Can you?"

"I can't do it so much, I have to try if it doesn't work. ”

Everyone was just about to start, but they heard a "Amitabha" next to them, and Master Humble Nunnery had arrived at their side at some point.

The little heroes pressed the spring and shook the big gong like butterflies, and immediately became vigilant.

Yao Xian's eyebrows stood up, and she said hatefully: "Great monk, what kind of demon magic have you used?"

Master Humble Nunnery shook his head slightly, and said slowly: "The old man doesn't know how to demons, and Lord Lu Shi is actually not injured by the old man. ”

"You weren't hurt?

"Yes, exactly. ”

"What a bald donkey! It's okay to keep your mouth full of nonsense and coax others, but my aunt doesn't believe that your smoke cannon ghost blows out the lamp, and moves the sword and ...... sword."

As soon as Yao Xian's long sword was raised, the Luo Shen Sword was unleashed.

This Luo Shen Sword is really extraordinary, there was it during the Jin Dynasty, and it has always been a single lineage, but it has never been broken for thousands of years, and its solitude can be seen.

Master Humble Nunnery was reluctant to fight with the woman, dodging left and right, but after all, he was very passive, and in the end he was helpless, and with his palms together, he caught Yao Xian's sword.

"You let go!"

"Female benefactor, please listen to me......"

"I don't listen to ......"

"Only I can save Lord Lu. ”

"How do I know if you want to save him or kill him, you monks don't have any worries on their heads, and every trace of them grows in their hearts. ”

"Amitabha, if the old man had murderous intentions, Lord Lu would have died for a long time. He was shocked by his own internal force, and he had problems with the exercises, so he fainted. ”

"Really?"

Yao Xian looked like she was staring at Master Humble Nunnery, but in fact, she asked Ge Mingxian again.

"If you put it that way, it makes sense. ”

Hearing Ge Mingxian say this, Yao Xian believed it in her heart, drew back her sword, and said to the side: "You go over, if you dare to poison me, I will demolish your Shaolin Temple!"

Master Humble Nunnery had a pain in his brain at this time, and his heart spoke: "No wonder the disciples of Buddhism are not close to women, Lao Qu has lived for decades to understand the truth today, it turns out that women are not reasonable." ”

Although he thought about it, he didn't dare to say it, for fear that Yao Xian would say something unpleasant, so he hurriedly walked to Lu Xiuyuan's side, let him sit on the ground with his heart facing the sky, and press his hand on the Tanzhong acupoint to start exercising.

Under the gaze of more than a dozen pairs of eyes, there was a stick of incense, Lu Xiuyuan opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and then he woke up, but he was very weak and couldn't even stand up. Raised his eyes and looked at Master Humble Nunnery, then at Yao Xian, at the other Chinese people, sighed heavily, drew his sword and wiped it from his neck.

Yao Xian screamed, she couldn't stop it if she wanted to. The rest were also horrified.

But the nearest master of the humble nunnery had time, only to see the master of the humble nunnery shoot like lightning, and grabbed Lu Xiuyuan's sword, "Amitabha, why should the donor be like this?"