This arrow was impartial, shooting Xia Hou's official hat straight into the pine pole, Xia Hou was angry, and just wanted to scold, but when he turned around, he saw "Sai Wenhou" Jiang Zegui raising his bow and pulling arrows, and the second arrow was already aimed at himself, so he had to stop his anger. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you say more, look at me shooting you blind in your left eye, this is the rivers and lakes, it's not your Chang'an Houfu, without your father, it's just a waste material. ”

Xia Houbasket understands that he is right, he went to the market a few days ago and saw a beautiful young woman, who wanted to be rude, teasing and rubbing oil in every possible way, grabbing her chest and touching her buttocks, so unhappy, she couldn't think about it! Later, he ordered the family to snatch the beautiful young woman back to the Hou Mansion, and killed the heavenly killer halfway, beat all the family members away, and lay down, and he was also stripped of his clothes, and there was a red five-finger mountain on his face, and the head was the spit star of the beautiful young woman, and when the family called the officers and soldiers to defend the city, the thieves had taken away the beauty, ran away without a trace, touched their faces, and now they are still in pain! Otherwise, the Hou of Chang'an would not have sent his son to the north to learn art. Why are you just asking for self-preservation, and continue to do evil in the future! Think about being pulled out and the people in the whole city watching, where will your little prince's face go? Leaving to study art, let everyone forget their ugly things, think about returning to the city after learning and continue to do evil, and a little happy and comfortable will appear on his face.

Xia Hou didn't say anything more, closed his eyes and folded his hands, praying that the damn would end sooner.

Zhenzong saw that the fist was better than winning or losing for a long time, and he flew over and grabbed the mace in the lama's hand, and pointed at Xuanjizi, "Light up the weapon, you and I have a superior weapon." ”

Qingfeng threw the blade of the sword in his hand at Master Xuanjizi, who took the hilt of the sword that flew and arched his hand and said, "The living Buddha has asked for advice."

The two weapons collided together, ping pong, like a metal beating string music.

Xuanjizi is still the Taiji swordsmanship of this door, which is feminine and feminine, such as peach blossom flying, and the sword splits the upper plate of the true sect.

Zhenzong's mace, that is the whirring wind, attracting wolf poison, not to cause the mystery of the machine and the death of the resurrection. Bangbang is strong and powerful, but the two of them always do not show the slightest flaw to each other, and half an hour has passed, and the sound of the group of heroes may be a little smaller because of hunger.

Xuan Jizi pulled out the soft sword in his belt, and in the thirty-sixth round, he seized the opportunity and slapped the sword on the mace, but the tip of the sword gently slashed across Zhenzong's face, leaving a shallow scratch.

Zhenzong wanted to say something, but touched the knife marks on his face. "If you lose, you will not break your word. This is the letter symbol, you can transfer troops when you come, don't leave it at that, and we will fight again today in ten years. ”

Zhenzong threw the talisman at Xuanjizi and walked away, followed by the lama.

"It's not early, everyone comes in to watch and have some snacks, and then the feast begins. ”

The heroes followed the breeze to the temple, and the banquet in the temple was set up in the training ground, and the huge training ground was full of banquets. Xuanjizi looked at the Zhenzong at the door, and it seemed that he didn't have anything to say, and when he saw Master Zhijue coming, they walked together.

In the room, the smoky pine and cypress were helping the master and nephew to light the fire while watching the competition, and even throwing the wooden stick into it was the master's Tai Chi sword move, and the master and nephew covered his mouth and snickered, while busy serving the food out.

On the drill ground, Xuan Jizi changed into a festive robe and beckoned guests to sit down. After a while, the wine and food came up, everyone began to drink in a big bowl, and the meat was eaten in large pieces, and the heroes came from all directions, and the sound of guessing fists in various local dialects was endless.

"Uncle Shi, Yuecheng is busy with business, and piracy has been rampant recently. After drinking your 80th birthday banquet, my nephew rushed back to Fujian to prepare to deal with the infestation of pirates. "Su Yue became enlightened. "This bowl of wine is a tribute to Uncle Shi's longevity, every year there is today, do it first as a respect"

Su Yuecheng picked up the wine bowl and dried it up.

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It is said that this black-faced cat pine and cypress is busy with the fire and the gestures at the same time.

"Master told you to go out to greet the guests, go out quickly, we are here! ”

Songbai came out with the dishes, while gesturing his fists and feet, carelessly, kicked the evil foot, the chicken on the plate almost flew out, Xiahou's thugs wanted to teach Songbai a lesson, Xiahou waved his hand to signal not to make trouble. Because "Sai Wenhou" has always stood up to himself. Afraid of another arrow, just shot the official hat on the tree, a few of his guys climbed the tree, and the pick was torn for a long time before taking it off, and the arrow still wiped the trunk of the tree without moving. It's still scary to think about it now, he doesn't want to mess with that guy anymore and beg for bitter fruit to eat.

I secretly thought in my heart, one day after learning kung fu, the first one to seek revenge on you, just a broken arrow, and scare and scare me, and have the ability to find a mysterious trick to try!

Songbai continued to serve food to the table of Xuanjizi, the great monk did not eat meat, and he also ate fast without dust. Songbai took the chicken and put it casually, and walked in the direction of the room.

"Criminal, I haven't come here to see two masters, this Shaolin abbot Zhijue, and this is the head of the Emei faction, Wuchen Shitai. ”

The pines and cypresses have seen them bending down and saluting one by one.

"This is your senior brother, the proud disciple of Senior Brother Xuanyue, Su Yuecheng, the governor of the Huguang Water Division. ”

"I've seen my brother, take me to play pirates another day, I hate pirates for a long time, but I like the sea, especially the blue sea and blue sky......"

"When you grow up, how about Senior Brother take you?"

After three rounds of drinking, the heroes from all walks of life thanked and left one after another......

In front of Lingyun Guan, Xuan Jizi sent greetings to heroes from all walks of life in the rivers and lakes one by one, but only Qiang stayed with Master Zhijue for a few days, and Zhijue saw that he couldn't go, so he had to agree.

Xia Hou saw that the heroes had left, and he was full of wine and food, and said to Xuanjizi, "This is a secret letter from my father to Xuanji, I have read it, no." Borrow some soldiers, horses, food, and grass,"

"If you teach me peerless martial arts and defeat my eldest brother, he will say that I am hereditary and sitting in Chang'an, and this king will be a real person and a horse, and Chang'an and my teachers are all monarchs."

Xuan Jizi's face was silent, "Little prince, can you please move to the wing?" Without waiting for Xia Hou's reply, he went straight to lead the way, passed through the main hall, and took it to the backyard wing, which was specially used by high-ranking officials and pilgrims to stay overnight and listen to the sermon.

Very quiet courtyard, in the middle of which are planted with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants. It can be described as the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, Xuan Jizi walked to the door and gently pushed the door, "Little prince, please inside." The family and the master also wanted to go in together, Xuan Jizi stretched out his hand and pressed the door frame to block them from entering, Xia Hou nodded and asked them to wait outside the door.

They chatted inside until the end of the day, until the meal was delivered by the pine and cypress in the house.

Master's family stopped Songbai, "Master, it's time for dinner, my nephew is still waiting for you to guide the evening class!"

"Call you Senior Brother Qingfeng, and have important matters to discuss for the teacher. Leave dinner for the door, you go back."

The master of Zhijue from the next courtyard also came over, "Xuanji Zhenren, aren't you going to talk to Lao Qu about the scriptures tonight? Why haven't you eaten yet? Look at you walking by in vain......

Xuan Jizi opened the door at this time, "Chang'an is waiting for the little boy to come to learn art, this is not indifferent, hehehehe...... Let's go, go to dinner, carelessly, snub the master, don't blame, don't blame".

A group of seven or eight people walked towards "Qing Zhai Fang". There is talk and laughter, talk and laugh. At this time, there were not many people in the fasting room......

The next day, on the eagle's beak cliff, the pine and cypress chopped wood while reading a book, and from time to time they also made a gesture of fists and feet, two bundles of wood had been cut and bundled, and the sound of the fight came, and ran straight behind the boulder, Xuan Jizi and Master Zhijue were competing.

Master Zhijue made Shaolin Luohan boxing, the fist wind is whirring, strong and powerful, Xuanjizi's Taijiquan, soft and rigid, four or two fight a thousand catties. Songbai was happy to see it, and secretly wrote down the moves, and whenever he went to chop wood in the morning, he must practice Tai Chi and Shaolin Luohan boxing bare-chested......

When I returned to the view, I practiced splitting pine wood by hand, and the chopping of firewood was faster and faster, and finally the wooden stakes were stacked on the ground in a row, and all the qi was split one by one...... The teachers and nephews watching from the side clapped their hands in unison.

As for Xia Hou, Xuanjizi always teaches art behind closed doors, and no one knows or sees it, because his family and master are guarding at the door every day.

Time flies, time flies, and before you know it, the three cold and three signatures have passed......

Xuanjizi called Songbai to the meditation hall, put on a pillar of incense, turned his back to Songbai and said, "You have grown up, and the teacher wants to send you down the mountain to do one thing for the teacher,"

"Master, please speak, the apprentice must do his best. ”

Xuanjizi took out a brocade box, and took out a gold leaf embossed with a mouse from it, "This is a holy relic of this door, helplessly scattered among the people, a total of 12 zodiac patterns of gold leaves, for the teacher to spend his life, only to find this mouse pattern gold leaf, the teacher left a posthumous training, ashamed of this life......"

"Who ?......" a figure flashed outside the hall......