The refugees in the Shaolin Temple were huddled together for dinner, and they were gobbling up one by one. His face was like a starving ghost reincarnated. The unpleasant smell of the former temple, although they have been in the habit of smelling it here, but the smell of thousands of people's lives is so strong, even if the nose is used to it, but the body still can't keep up. When it comes to lunch, everyone has no appetite and can't eat.

But tonight Shaolin Temple sent this porridge I don't know what kind of magical delicacy it is, it is obviously a simple coriander porridge, after a mouthful, the whole person is refreshed, and the appetite is great. The dry food that was originally like chewing wax and difficult to swallow suddenly turned into a delicious and juicy butcher's shop, and I couldn't stop taking one bite at a time.

The people on the side couldn't help but reach out to taste the miraculous changes after eating this porridge after eating it. This taste is naturally clear, the mouth is full of relish, and a few mouthfuls of dry food in the hand fall into the stomach, but it is still not enough. Such a miraculous effect naturally spread throughout the entire refugee group at once, although the total amount of porridge was not enough, but it was actually stunned to eat little by little, almost everyone got a mouthful.

In the former temple here, the scene of refugees devouring, if the mountain peak sees it, I am afraid that I will exclaim that the gluttony in the mouth of the old man Du is nothing more than that. If Li Wei is allowed to see it, he is afraid that he will exclaim that this one by one is not the transformation of the mountain peak, and the appearance of the face of the mountain peak is nothing more than that.

The council hall of the back temple is far away from the front temple, and the sound cannot be transmitted that far. How could these refugees know that there was an earth-shattering duel taking place in the Shaolin Temple.

A boy of about seven or eight years old, because of his small appetite, raised his head and burped after eating, and his eyes were full of happiness. He fled with his parents from Luoyang City, although his parents told him that he was a murderous Mongolian, but at this age, how could he understand what country and what war, and he was still worried about whether the little sister next door also fled to Shaolin with his parents, if they could meet, I really wanted to hug her again. I don't know what's going on lately.,I always feel that the sister next door is extremely cute.,Always miss it tightly.,Every time I play with the sister next door.,There's always an indescribable warmth in my heart.。

But the young man's little growing pains hadn't thought much about it, and when he looked up at the sky, he was already shocked by what he saw in his eyes, and his mouth opened wide. "Mom, look, there's a fairy flying on the moon. The little hand frantically slapped the mother who was burying her head in eating, wanting her to watch it together.

The mother beside the young man was eating vigorously at this time, and when she heard her son say something immortal, she didn't even raise her head, but just looked at the porridge in her hand, shook her head, and sighed: "You kid, even if this porridge is indeed a little more skilled than your mother, but is it too exaggerated for you to hallucinate by eating." ”

Seeing that his mother ignored him, he hurriedly shook his father who was also eating on the other side, and his eyes still did not leave the night sky for a moment.

"Dad, come out to see the gods!"

The young father was not as good-tempered as his mother, and he knocked down a chestnut on his head at his son who was staring at him with a big mouth, and scolded in his mouth: "Where are all the gods, tell you not to look at those ghosts and gossip." Lonely city, I tell you, when you get to the south, if you read those broken books again, see that I don't kill you. After scolding, he continued to eat porridge with his head bowed, thinking that when he arrived in the south, he must go to the official mansion to let the court take charge of those booksellers who only knew what kind of ghost and miscellaneous things they published, and taught their children badly, which was really unreasonable.

If it was usual, the young man named Lonely City was afraid that he would have a few words with his father. For example, you yourself are not worshipping the God of Wealth at home, and your mother always comes to Shaolin Temple to worship the Buddha. It's just that he didn't reply tonight, because he was already attracted by what he saw in his eyes and had nothing else to think about.

month, which is the month of the month. The moon hung in the sky, like a huge jade plate hanging in the air, crowding the eyes of the young man.

Night, hot and humid night. In this noisy night, the original sounds of conversation and eating around me are no longer in my ears.

Shadow, like a dreamy shadow. The phantom of the immortal was suspended in the middle of the moon, and the clothes fluttered as if they came from above the nine heavens, standing in the air stagnantly.

Light, the light that flies to light. In an instant, it went straight to the moon, like purple light and thunder gushing out from the ground, and the electric switch galloped in.

This scene is picturesquely painted in the eyes of the young man, this image is like a knife engraved in the young man's mind, and no one knows what this scene left in the young man's heart. Only when this scene comes out again a hundred years later, it is still the same as what young people see today, which makes people tremble when they see it and feel chilled when they hear it. This is the origin of that sword, the most brilliant sword in the world.

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The earliest history of the Huashan School can be traced back to the Qin and Han dynasties, when there were many stories of swordsmen circulating near Huashan. And after years to the present, the Huashan faction has always been a famous and decent family in the martial arts, and the martial arts of the Huashan faction, especially the swordsmanship, after more than 100 years of development, has formed a complete set of perfect swordsmanship system, and then after the Huashan faction of the masters of the past dynasties, the Huashan faction swordsmanship has become more and more exquisite, and the sound shocks the martial arts, so the Huashan faction is also known as the Huashan sword faction.

But a few people know that the Huashan faction is actually not famous in the world with swordsmanship. Dugu Nine Swords, the swordsmanship is exquisite, and the martial arts of the world know that it is the masterpiece of the swordsmanship of the Huashan sect. But this is not the case, the Dugu Nine Sword is not a swordsmanship created by the Huashan faction, but a peerless learning obtained by a certain head of the previous generation of the Huashan faction by chance.

This Dugu Nine Swords came from the hand of the sword demon rumored in the rivers and lakes, how did the head of the previous generation of Huashan get this mastery, how to determine that this Dugu Nine Swords was indeed the legendary sword demon Dugu's defeat, as a secret of Huashan, it has always been known only to the master.

Since obtaining this peerless learning, no head of the Huashan Sect has ever been able to fully learn this sword technique.

Dugu Nine Swords, a total of nine styles, are the starting sword style, the turning sword style, the falling sword style, the swinging sword style, the bearing sword style, the split sword style, the closing sword style, the changing sword style, and the knot sword style.

The nine-style swordsmanship has its own method, and those who can practice it all can reach the magical realm of the legendary "no tricks to win". However, the Huashan faction has been passed down all the way, and no one has been able to fully learn this sword technique. There is a certain generation of masters who think that this sword method is its own method, which may conflict with the autobiographical heart method of the Huashan faction, so it is decided to divide the apprentices into the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect.

The Sword Sect is mainly based on swords, supplemented by qi, and specializes in swordsmanship, so as to crack the Dugu Nine Swords. The Qi Sect is based on qi and supplemented by swords, which is the origin of Huashan Sect. I didn't think that the head of the sect would have imagined that his decision would lead to the dispute between the two sects of sword qi in later generations.

As the chief of the Sword Sect, Ye Qiutao can only learn the Dugu Nine Swords, and at his age, it is already extremely high to be able to learn the four swords, which is more than the previous chief of the Sword Sect. But such a Ye Qiutao still can't be the head of the Huashan faction, which shows the profundity of Yue Lin's martial arts.

"Zixia Divine Skill" Qi Sect is peerless, Huashan Sect Origin Method, Yue Linzhi is the chief of the Qi Sect, the head of Huashan, this Zixia Divine Skill has naturally entered the realm of transformation. Otherwise, what can I do to stop Ye Qiutao. Although the Airbender learns swordsmanship, it is only a support, and it is mostly good at long-range attacks, and its melee ability is relatively low.

This Zixia Divine Skill is a profound mastery that uses internal force, and it is an extremely passive mastery, so it needs the assistance of swordsmanship as a tool for the mastery. However, the Huashan faction has been inherited for thousands of years, if it can really only cut people on the side, and if you are close to it, you will be deflated, why will it not fall for thousands of years?

The swordsmanship of the Huashan Sect was already at the top level, although it was not as good as the Dugu Nine Swords, but Yue Linzhi did not look down on the swordsmanship inherited from his own sect in his heart. Because compared with the unattainable so-called magical realm of Dugu Jiujian, this sword in his heart, the sword of Huashan's thousand-year-old inheritance is by no means a legend.

Yue Linzhi is rumored to be not good at melee combat, but is this really the case? No, it's just that he doesn't usually use it, because he has never used this sword again.

"This is the moment, the time for this sword. Yue Linzhi, who had been closing his eyes, opened his eyes, and the dust and sawdust that had condensed at his feet were scattered like flood water. The moonlight shone into his eyes, but it didn't affect him in any way.

Purple qi swirled around Yue Linzhi, and there was a trace of thunder flashing between the purple qi, which looked extremely wonderful. The dust and sawdust that were scattered in all directions seemed to be caught by some kind of gravitational force and flew back to Yue Linzhi's side, but before they came to his side, they flew away again, and so on.

Step forward with your right foot and lift your heel. The left hand is stretched forward, the upper arm and the forearm form a right angle, and the five fingers are together without gap.

All this was just in an instant, at this time, Yue Linzhi had just opened his eyes, and Xin Yuan had just stepped on a broken tile after being smashed through the roof by Feng Ruoni and Ye Qiutao's sword momentum and flying into the sky.

This moment is exactly this moment of Yue Linzhi.

The electric light galloped, and then there was a "bang" sound of breaking the wind. But when this sound sounded, Yue Linzhi had already struck Xin Yuan in front of Xin Yuan, who was able to turn around, like a purple thunderbolt that rose from the ground.

The sword is coming!

An incomparably powerful wind and wave rushed to his eyes along the heavenly thunder, and Xin Yuan opened his mouth and bared his teeth, and his white hair was angry. Where can the golden silk belt used to hoop the method be eaten, it is instantly torn into strips of silk cloth, and then it is hit away by the white hair that stands upright. The flesh on Shinbuchi's face, which was already small, was blown by the wind and waves, and it shook rapidly. The green tendons flare, and this is not a natural reaction of Shinbuchi's exertion, but the body that is excited by the electric light in front of him.

The wrinkles on the dry and old hands are layered under the perfusion pressure of internal forces. Shinbuchi drove his arms inward, his fingers stretched out, each as straight as a pen. The purple robe on his body was blown and whirred, but before the sound sounded a few times, the purple robe decorated with gold and silver threads had exploded, turned into silk, and then was scattered into powder by the wind and thunder. The purple robe dispersed, revealing the white undergarment underneath Nobuchi, which also bulged out like an angry pufferfish.

Xin Yuan's palms were closed, and it seemed that he was about to clamp the purple thunder and lightning, and this purple angry thunder showed its true face, which was Yue Linzhi's palm as the tip and turned into a sword.

Xin Yuan's stretched five fingers seemed to have doubled in size in a trance, and they met with Yue Linzhi's palm.

At this time, the voice of shouting from Yue Lin's mouth only stirred.

"Purple lightning thunder!"

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Shaolin Temple, just thinking in his heart how to report those gods and ghosts chattering about the middle-aged man just bowed his head and was about to continue eating, the sky suddenly seemed to flash a thunderbolt, just now I couldn't see the real hand of the bowl and chopsticks, as clear as the dawn.

He looked up in surprise and saw his son standing beside him, looking at the sky with an indescribable solemnity in his eyes. The thought in my heart that should have been surprised: "Is there really a ...... God?"

Before he could finish his thoughts, a loud sound that seemed to be like a landslide pierced his ears.