Chapter 21: The Aftermath of the Tiger's Mouth

After being punished by the master for facing the wall for one night, Zhang Jianfeng changed his strategy, and the master and sister both favored this kid, so they might as well pretend to be kind to him, and then find an opportunity to revenge their love.

Early the next morning, Zhang Jianfeng came back from the back mountain and saw Cunyi and Zi Yan participating in sword moves.

He stepped forward with a smile. Zi Yan was suspicious of Zhang Jianfeng because of the unpleasantness that happened last night.

Seeing him coming over, Zi Yan asked in a panicked tone, "Senior brother, what do you want to do?"

Zhang Jianfeng patted her on the shoulder and said, "Senior sister, do you think that senior brother is here to find the bad luck of junior brother? This is completely wrong, after master's punishment, I have completely figured it out, as a senior brother, I should be lenient with others, this time I want to apologize to junior brother for yesterday's irrationality." ”

Cunyi smiled and said to Zhang Jianfeng: "Senior brother, you are serious, I didn't pay attention to yesterday's incident at all. ”

Seeing that Cunyi did not accept his apology, Zhang Jianfeng was very angry in his heart, and in order to let Zi Yan see his sincerity, he begged Cunyi to forgive him.

Zi Yan said to Cunyi on the side: "You see that Senior Brother sincerely apologizes to you, so you can accept his apology." ”

Cunyi said to Zhang Jianfeng: "Senior brother, in the future, we will help each other, honor the master, practice martial arts diligently, and jointly carry forward this faction." ”

Zhang Jianfeng nodded and said: "What Senior Brother said is very reasonable, Senior Brother sincerely admires your words, but you didn't think about anything else in your heart except for honoring Master and practicing martial arts?"

After listening to Zhang Jianfeng's words, Cunyi clenched his fists and said: "There is another big thing in my heart, that is, I personally killed the traitor Wei Zhongxian who ruined my family. ”

Zhang Jianfeng replied: "Practicing martial arts is for revenge, apart from these two items, do you have any other thoughts in your heart?"

Seeing that Zhang Jianfeng kept asking about Cunyi, Zi Yan stared at Zhang Jianfeng with a pair of beautiful eyes dissatisfied, and then asked, "Senior brother, what do you want to do when you ask East and West?"

Zhang Jianfeng squeezed out a smile on his face, and said to Zi Yan: "Senior sister, you misunderstood me again,

The reason why I kept asking my junior brother was to test him. ”

Zi Yan asked puzzledly, "Senior brother, what are you testing him?"

Zhang Jianfeng replied: "Practicing martial arts must be distracted, so that you can make your martial arts to the next level. ”

Cunyi said to Zhang Jianfeng: "Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance, I remember." ”

Zi Yan interjected, "Senior brother, can you give us some advice on our sword moves." ”

Zhang Jianfeng knew that Zi Yan's move was obviously to ask him for advice, but in fact, he was secretly teaching Cunyi.

He knew that the Wuji Sword Technique must be at the time when the Wuji Mind Method reached its mastery before he could peek into its path, and every time he learned a style in the future, he must first practice the internal strength, otherwise imposing the practice would make the martial artist delirious and become a stupid person.

Zhang Jianfeng only told Cunyi about the skills of using swordsmanship, but did not tell him the essence of practicing swordsmanship.

Seeing Zhang Jianfeng teaching Cunyi the swordsmanship, Zi Yan happily said to Cunyi: "It's rare that Senior Brother can come down, you have to take this opportunity to ask him for advice." ”

After finishing speaking, Zi Yan handed the Chanjuan Sword in her hand to Cunyi, and said to Zhang Jianfeng: "Senior brother, you should quickly teach the first form of the Wuji Sword Technique, "Wuji Incarnation", to the junior brother. ”

Zhang Jianfeng said with a smile: "Zi Yan, you really love your junior brother, you never show this Chanjuan sword, today for the younger brother to practice the sword, you not only took it out, but also let the junior brother use it to learn the sword." ”

Zi Yan's face was as ashamed as a peach blossom, and she said to Zhang Jianfeng: "Senior brother, don't talk nonsense here. As a senior sister, I have the responsibility to urge my junior brother to learn martial arts well. ”

Zhang Jianfeng took over and said: "You, as a senior sister, have the responsibility of superintendent, and I, as a senior brother, have a great responsibility." Rest assured, junior brother, I will definitely pass on what I have learned to you. ”

Under the guidance of Zhang Jianfeng, Cunyi soon practiced the first style of the Wuji Sword Technique.

Zhang Jianfeng said to him: "Master said that you are talented and intelligent, no matter what you learn, you can understand it thoroughly, and when I saw it today, I really felt very admired." It took me two days to memorize the first form. ”

Cunyi said: "Senior brother, you are too humble. ”

Zhang Jianfeng patted him on the shoulder and said to him: "Practice hard, you are extremely qualified, if you work hard, your future achievements will definitely be far better than mine." ”

After Zhang Jianfeng left, Cunyi continued to practice the swordsmanship moves explained by Zhang Jianfeng.

A few days passed, the master inspected the martial arts of the three of them, and Jian Feng and Zi Yan got their wish again and learned new swordsmanship. However, the Master still made him learn the Wuji Mind Method to strengthen his internal strength.

After the master left, Zhang Jianfeng came to teach Cunyi to practice swordsmanship, and Cunyi shook his head and said: "Master warned us that learning martial arts is gradual and gradual, and we must not be in a hurry. ”

Zhang Jianfeng replied: "What Master said, it works for those of us with mediocre qualifications, Senior Brother, you have already integrated the Wuji Mind Method, if you don't learn the Wuji Sword Method at this time, will you only learn it when your enemies are dead?"

Thinking of his deep hatred in the sea of blood, Cunyi decided to continue to secretly learn swordsmanship with his senior brother.

In the tea shop, Li Kuilong and the brocade guards surrounded the hats, and the battle of life and death was about to break out. Li Kuilong held the embroidered spring knife in his hand, flew down from the horse, and slashed at the back of the hat man. Seeing the knife waving, the hat-taker was not in a hurry, sat on the wooden bench, and resolved it with a move "Su Qin's back sword".

Li Kuilong saw that the other party was sitting and receiving the call, and he despised himself too much, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart.

He picked up his horsewhip and whipped it towards the hat man's door, and the hat man dodged left and right, and the long whip was only close to him.

Seeing that the commander couldn't take this person, the Jinyi guards drew their swords and joined the battle circle. For a while, several steel knives stabbed at the hearts of the hats, and the hats jumped out of the tea shop and came outside.

The relentless wind and sand mixed with the withered weeds rolled back and forth at the feet of the killers and the hatholders. Both sides held their breath and stared at each other, and between this death and death, the brocade guards swung their knives at the hat-bearers.

The hat-bearer drew a large ring knife from behind his back and stood in place waiting for the enemy. The two guards were divided into two and slashed at him with their swords. The man with the hat bent forward, and with the agility of a rabbit, he fell between the two.

Raise your knife and cut them both down.

Li Kuilong shot three willow leaf darts from the dart bag, and the hat man grabbed a brocade guard and used his body to stop the dart.

"If you can't steal chickens, you can't eat a handful of rice. With a hoarse roar, Li Kuilong took the remaining few brocade guards and stepped up.

The hat-bearers dodged and moved, killing all the brocade guards who came up from the siege. Li Kuilong has not yet been able to win in the case of superior numbers, and this time he is alone in the face of a fighter with a strong martial arts skill than himself, I am afraid that he will be more than lucky.

However, Li Kuilong got the true biography of Wei Zhongxian, who was despicable and sinister, and when he saw that he was worried about his life, he threw a dart from his arms, and in an instant the smoke filled the air.

The hat-taker pointed at Li Kuilong weakly and said, "Despicable villain, secretly release poisonous mist." ”

Li Kuilong held the embroidered spring knife in his hand, stood in front of the hat man and said with a wild smile: "You don't need to be resourceful in battle, but you are stupid and reckless." The envoy didn't bother with you, but now I'll cut off your head and go to the nine thousand years old to offer it. ”

The hat man said: "Wei thieves and fishermen will be punished by heaven." If you and other thieves help the abuse, you will definitely not die well. ”

Li Kuilong waved his knife and said, "Let this envoy come and ferry you to Elysium." ”

The hat-bearer had no power to fight back, and closed his eyes and begged for death.

With a "dang" sound, Li Kuilong's knife fell to the ground, and he scolded loudly: "Which guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, dares to obstruct the official affairs of this envoy?"

As he looked around, a figure flashed from among the grass.

Li Kuilong looked at it, and an old monk wearing a robe and kind eyes appeared in front of him.

Li Kuilong pointed at the monk and said, "Bald donkey, did you obstruct me just now?"

The old monk clasped his palms together and said in his mouth: "Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life, why does the donor act in vain to kill?"

Li Kuilong waved his knife and pointed at the master, and said to him: "Bald donkey, you cultivate your Buddha, I will be my official, and our well water will not interfere with the river water." If you know each other, don't wade into this troubled water, and be the enemy of Gonggong Wei, you won't end well. ”

The master said: "The emperors and generals are all illusory, even if the Duke of Wei is in power for a while, a hundred years later it will be just yellow sand and dust. ”

Li Kuilong listened to the monk's words and said angrily: "You thief, you have ruined my good deeds, and now I will send you to hell." ”

The master said, "Amitabha, my Buddha's compassion can also slay demons and eliminate demons. The old man is wise and good, and he can also punish evil. ”

Li Kuilong said: "The bald donkey said a big word, see me embroider the spring knife, and let you engrave the ghost under the knife." ”

The master didn't answer, and flipped the robe up and down, fighting with Li Kuilong.

Li Kuilong's embroidered spring knife, chopping, picking, stabbing, and chopping, the knife technique is ruthless, and the tricks are fatal.

The master swings his fist, blocking, blocking, grabbing, and resisting, and the punch is windy, sharp and fierce.

The eighteen-style Arhat Fuhu Fist was made by Master Zhishan to be superb, and Li Kuilong only felt that there were fist shadows everywhere in front of his eyes, which dazzled him.

In just a few moves, Master Zhishan used the bridge posture of Luohan's Fuhu fist to hit Li Kuilong's weakness with both fists.

The thief let out a roar of pain and fell to the ground and vomited blood.

Master Zhishan said: "The monks are merciful, I will spare your life today, hoping that the benefactor will change his life in the future." ”

Li Kuilong listened to Master Zhishan's words, and while kowtowing to him, he secretly took out the willow leaf dart from his waist.

When Master Zhishan was giving the hat man the antidote, Li Kuilong threw a willow leaf dart and hit Master Zhishan in the back of the heart.

The hat-bearer said in a weak voice, "Dart." ”

Speaking of this time, it was fast, and Master Zhishan's back was like having eyes, and the moment the darts came, he turned around and caught all the darts.

Then he also hit the dart at Li Kuilong with color. The thief finally reaped the consequences of his own death and died at the hands of his own dart.

Master Zhishan gave the Qingfeng Pill to the hatholder, and after a while, he felt that he had strength.

The hatsman handed the big cloth bag to Master Zhishan and said to him: "Master, these gold and silver are all ill-gotten gains obtained by Wei Zhongxian by squeezing the people, I will give it to you now, I hope the master can use it to help the people." ”

Master Zhishan said: "Amitabha, the donor is chivalrous, and the people of Lao Ku are grateful for the donor's kindness. The rivers and lakes are stormy, I don't know what the donor's plans are in the future?"

The man with the hat said: "Don't hide it from the master, I want to go to the Beijing master and find Wei Zhongxian's old thief to avenge the murder of my father." ”

Master Zhishan listened to the words of the hat man and asked, "Dare to ask which of the donor's fathers is?"

The hatsman replied: "My father Wang Wenyan." ”

Master Zhishan stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the hat man and said: "Lingzun has a lot of connections with this temple, and it is not too late for Shaoxia to go to Shaolin and go down the mountain to take revenge after learning martial arts." ”

The hat man stepped forward and knelt down and said, "Master is above, please accept the disciple Wang Jun's worship." ”

Master Zhishan helped Wang Jun up, and the two embarked on the road back to the temple.