"Sure enough, it came. ”

Seeing the light rain, Taiyuan nodded secretly, this person finally arrived at Wudang Mountain.

is also still in his expectation, martial arts into the innate realm, want to find a person to talk about the Tao, it is too difficult, today, I am afraid that the grandmaster of the innate realm, that is, Taiyuan himself, as well as Zhang Sanfeng, Qingyu these three people.

"Haha, Zhang Zhenren, light rain, so interested, poor Dao also came to join in the fun!"

With a long roar, Taiyuan's figure floated and directly joined the battle group of the two.

He punched with his bare hands, as if he was slowing down, and punched out with both hands, his fist was ancient and condensed, like a mountain peak crushing away, hitting Zhang Sanfeng and Qingyu respectively.

"Huh, it's Taiyuan Xiaoyou, it's good to come!"

Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise, an ancient and dignified fist had already blasted over.

As soon as his mind moved, his arms were rounded, forming a cloud hand, and layers of round and dense energy were distributed in front of him.

Poof, soft and muffled, the two of them were separated with a touch, Zhang Sanfeng only felt that Taiyuan this punch contained all kinds of complex and changeable strength, or rigid or soft, or push forward or pull back, the strength of this punch was weird and mysterious, with the subtlety of his Tai Chi Yun hand, he felt that his arm was vibrating, and there was a trace of condensed and strange strength invading, and the pure Yang Wuji Gong in the body was running, and a few breathing efforts were completely consumed.

"Good fist strength, this is the Kongtong faction's Seven Injuries Fist, Taiyuan Xiaoyou can make it to such an extent, Lao Dao admires!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed, and saw the mystery in Taiyuan's punch at a glance.

On the other side, Qingyu's figure was as ethereal as a cloud, and wisps of energy as sharp as fine needles were used dozens of times in a row before Taiyuan's fist strength was wiped out.

Since the Taiyuan fetal breath is perfect, the internal organs are full of essence, and the five qi circulation in the body, the kung fu of this seven-wound fist has been practiced by him to turn into strength, and he moves at will, and many fists are combined, and the destructive and lethal power contained in it is really terrifying.

"Zhang Zhenren has a good reputation, the two of them are on this Wudang Mountain, discussing the road, so comfortable, enviable!"

Taiyuan chuckled, did not delay, his body scurried, like a spiritual snake lying on the grass, and between twisting and unloading, he joined the battle group of the two, waving his fists and feet, silently, but his inner strength was deep, his moves were clumsy, and his strength was continuous.

Zhang Sanfeng and Qingyu glanced at each other, and did not say much, the two of them each showed their unique learning, one Tai Chi circled, the shape of the mind is continuous, the other body is like electricity, only fast is not broken, for a while, the three of them are like a marquee in this Wudang back mountain to fight hands.

As their strength collided, the vitality between heaven and earth converged, forming a cloud of mist and fog, and Song Yuanqiao and the others outside could only hear the roar of their fists and feet, but it was difficult to see the specific form of the move.

Even so, Song Yuanqiao and the others did not walk away, but condensed their minds, carefully comprehending the changes in strength and the true meaning of martial arts.

This kind of situation is equivalent to the three great masters personally evolving their own martial arts, and if they comprehend some truth from it, it will have a huge effect on their own martial arts cultivation.

At this time, in the spiritual sense of everyone, in the mountains behind Wudang, there seems to be a Taiji, a scorching sun, a divine sword, reflecting each other, sometimes Taiji Tu swallows the Yin and Yang Dao meaning, rigid and soft changes, subtle and mysterious, towards the scorching sun and the sword to suppress the past, sometimes it is a sword volley, Sen Ran sword intent cut off the void of heaven and earth, or a round of the vast sun, shining on the heaven and earth, the blazing light melts gold and iron.

These three visions are the true meaning of the martial arts of the three of Taiyuan, each with different mysteries and different mysteries.

The more fierce the battle, the more boiling the martial arts true intent of the three became, almost condensing into essence in the void, which was originally a pure spiritual intent, and there was a faint charm of breaking through the void and descending into the real space.

Such martial arts can almost be regarded as supernatural powers.

"Grandmaster Martial Arts, this is the real Grandmaster Martial Arts. ”

Song Yuanqiao has the highest cultivation among everyone, and he also understands the true meaning of Taiyuan and others' martial arts the most, and his expression is obsessed, and he can't wait to watch it forever.

Others, such as Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, Mo Shenggu and others, have different martial arts cultivation, and the true meaning they feel from them is also deep and shallow, but in the end, everyone has their own gains.

Exclamations kept ringing out.

It has to be said that Zhang Sanfeng has a unique eyesight, and several disciples under him are all extraordinary, and can understand from the arguments of their three congenital masters, it is not an easy task, if it is an ordinary martial artist in the rivers and lakes, the craftsmanship is too heavy, and he only knows how to practice martial arts according to the martial arts secrets of his predecessors, even if he practices the magic secrets, but in the end it is just to let there be one more martial arts master on the rivers and lakes, only the spirituality is extraordinary, and the wisdom is profound, in order to understand the true meaning of martial arts, from which to understand their own martial arts, only in this way, can be regarded as having the potential to achieve martial arts masters。

Song Yuanqiao Confucianism and Taoism are one, confirming each other, and now seeing the battle of the three great masters, the heart is full of inspiration, and the body gradually begins to exude a different temperament, and vaguely has a mysterious communication with the surrounding world, which is to begin to embark on the road of enlightenment.

Other people also have their own understanding, such as Yin Li Ting, who is a refined swordsman, the supreme sword intent of Taiyuan Dao people has the greatest effect on him, and after comprehending, there is also a layer of sharp edge on his body that spreads, and over time, if he really comprehends his own sword intent, he will have a lot to do when he steps into the innate.

Zhang Sanfeng, Taiyuan and Qingyu, these three innate grandmasters, discuss the Tao and fight each other, it is the minds that are clear, constantly absorbing each other's martial arts wisdom, and joining their own martial arts, all of which have improved.

Whew, the wind suddenly rose, and a cloud of white mist began to dissipate, Taiyuan and the others each took one side, closed their eyes and meditated, but they no longer moved.

"Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity, our family is congenitally deficient, and it is impossible to go further. ”

Qingyu was the first to wake up, and sighed gloomily, his eyes full of regret.

"The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, there will always be a glimmer of life, but you can't lose the heart of the Tao. ”

Zhang Sanfeng opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, there was a kind of clear and penetrating brilliance, and when he heard the sigh of light rain, he persuaded him.

"That's the case, my family is congenitally deficient, and my body is leaky, so what can I do. ”

What a realm of light rain, now his martial arts realm, vaguely beyond the realm of the innate cave and mysteries, vaguely entered the level of fetal breath, but because he is a eunuch, the physical body is deficient, no matter what, it is difficult to really enter the wonderful realm of fetal breath, the loss in his heart can be imagined, Zhang Sanfeng's words He naturally understands that everything has a glimmer of life, but how difficult it is to grasp this line of life, and what luck and wisdom are needed.

"I have gained a lot, and I have thanked two Taoist friends here. ”

Taiyuan let out a long breath, and the void in front of him seemed to have layers of ripples under his breath, which showed that the power of his viscera was amazing.