Chapter Twenty-Seven: Asking for Guidance
After returning to Huya City, Li Xuan jumped off his horse directly at the gate of the city and refused Hu Laosan's warm invitation.
Just as he was about to return to the mountain, he found that Master Yuangang was waiting near the city gate for a long time, and then introduced him to two great monks.
As he guessed, the two great monks were both warrior monks of Longxin Temple, the sideburns monk Yuantong was a warrior monk of Prajnatang, and the tall and thin monk Yuanming was a warrior monk of Bodhi Temple.
His own master was born in the Prajna Hall, and the sideburns monk Yuantong looked at him with a kind and gentle look, Li Xuan naturally understood which one was on his side.
After the four of them converged, they hurried to Cangzhou at noon that day, first to Cangzhou and then by water, and returned directly according to the way they came before.
In addition to Li Xuan, the three warrior monks are all 3-star level powerhouses, and Yuantong and Yuanming are even more 3-star masters, equivalent to super-first-class masters on the rivers and lakes, and they are only one line away from the grandmaster realm, otherwise they would not have sent the two of them to escort Yuangang.
If ordinary people leave Huya City and go to Cangzhou, they must have to turn around the road, even it takes two or three days to ride a horse, but the three warrior monks are all strong men whose physical strength is far better than that of ordinary people, and they directly choose to climb over the mountains with steep roads and often infested with fierce tigers and poisonous snakes.
Although Li Xuan is just starting out in martial arts, he has two powerful physical talents, plus several martial arts are also strengthened strength and physique, so he can barely keep up with the three masters, starting from noon and hurrying, and by the evening he has come to a typical water town.
I wanted to find a temple to place an order, but after inquiring, I found that there was no temple here, so I had to find a small inn to live in, and the four big men only needed one room.
Li Xuan secretly slandered in his heart, you are used to using meditation instead of sleeping, and there are still teenagers here who need enough sleep!
In the dark room, four bald heads sit cross-legged, and the bald heads reflect the moonlight, which is not a good view!
After eating the shredded radish oil dun sent by several shops, and drinking a big bowl of rice porridge, Li Xuan's stomach finally felt a little more comfortable, at this time he really missed the days of penance in the mountains, and he could eat roast pheasant or wild boar soup pot every night.
After eating, Li Xuan also felt quite tired, and was about to sit down cross-legged and start practicing qi, when he heard his own master next to him say to the monk Yuantong: "Senior brother, my apprentice was born with a pair of steel and iron bones, I just gave him a little guidance on the practice of the golden bell jar, and he cultivated the golden bell jar to a new realm without a teacher, and now he needs to polish it with a blade." ”
"I see, I see. The sideburns monk Yuantong smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand and patted it on the back of his waist, and a long knife immediately flew out from behind his back, as if it had spirituality, and fell directly on Yuantong's hand.
Then Yuantong took the lead in walking towards the grove not far from the inn, obviously to guide Li Xuan there, and he could only follow helplessly when he saw this.
"Senior nephew, twenty years ago, it was my master who instructed your master to cultivate the Vajra Demon Suppression Knife, and today I just want to show your master what I have entered in the past ten years. After walking into the woods for nearly a hundred zhang, the monk Yuantong laughed and motioned for Li Xuan to come over, and the long knife in his hand shook and roared leisurely.
Li Xuan approached Yuantong with a bitter face, tied up his horse three feet away from him, and then activated the golden bell jar true qi, he hadn't been beaten for two days, and he didn't miss this kind of day when he was cut and beaten every day.
Yuantong Shibo's ring knife ring is about three feet long, the blade is not opened and there is no blood groove, from the appearance, it is really a ring knife, not a murder weapon with sharp lethality.
But Li Xuan, who has already stepped into the field of Buddhist martial arts, knows that for the warrior monks, the sharpness of the weapon is not important, the important thing is that the weapon is tough enough to withstand the attachment of strong true qi.
Even after the blunt knife is blessed with strong true qi, it can still sharpen iron like clay, so Li Xuan will not underestimate the ring knife in Yuantong's hand at all.
"Nephew, I'm about to start. Yuantong's face was pale, and the whole person immediately changed from a laughing monk to a mighty monk.
Shout......
Li Xuan's eyes flickered, and the sword light covered his entire field of vision in an instant, enveloping his entire upper body like a tidal wave.
Wisps of pale golden true qi were violently stimulated and began to run wildly in the body, and then rushed to the outside of the body and began to repair the places where the protective true qi collapsed everywhere on the surface of the body.
"Master and nephew, this Vajra Demon Suppression Knife is not a heavy move, the first step is to cultivate to the heart to the hand, and the strength can only be done with the knife, and only when you reach this step can you slightly understand what the Demon Suppression Knife is. Yuantong waved the long knife while explaining, and the sword light was like the waves of the Yangtze River, without any pause at all.
Li Xuan could not listen to it, he just tried his best to search through every trace and wisp of true qi in his body, and constantly mobilized them to the outside of his body; once the protective true qi on the surface of his body could not be repaired in time, the next time he was slashed, he would have the strength of a knife to slash into his body, producing a sharp pain like tearing his lungs!
Bang bang bang......
The muffled sound like striking iron kept coming from Li Xuan's body, and from time to time there was a little pale golden light that seemed to light up slightly, which was the peculiar phenomenon of the golden bell jar's protective true qi breaking and then making up.
Fortunately, he frightened those people at the gate of the Hu family before, otherwise even the fourth level of the Golden Bell Jar would not be able to resist the long knife that blessed the true qi!
At this moment, Master Yuantong didn't use his true qi at all, but just used a quick frequency of slashing to disperse Li Xuan's talisman true qi, and he couldn't repair his talisman true qi in time, so Li Xuan tasted that pain again.
If Master Yuantong slashes with a knife with all his might, even if he runs the golden bell jar with all his might, I am afraid it will be the result of two cuts.
After just a few minutes of cultivation, Li Xuan already felt that he was about to run out of breath!
After all, it was a realm that relied on the title of Shamen Walker to improve, and it really couldn't last long in the face of high-intensity blade slashes.
"Almost, nephew, come and taste it, what is the strength of the demon subduing sword. The shadow of the sword in the sky was violently retracted, and it turned back into the ordinary blunt knife in Yuantong's hand, and this time he slashed out lightly, both the speed and the angle were extremely ordinary.
Li Xuan exhaled deeply, and then concentrated the true qi of his whole body on his chest, expanding the protective true qi in this place to twice the thickness of usual, he firmly believed that it was enough to resist the opponent's double strength slash.
The blunt knife slashed into Li Xuan's chest slowly, and the blade was completely resisted by the talisman true qi, and it didn't even touch Li Xuan's skin!
But in the next moment, the short-rotating sword power instantly broke through the golden bell jar qi of the protective body, and completely destroyed the defense at his entire chest in an instant, and it seemed that the next moment the sword power would pour into his body, destroying all the internal organs.
Fortunately, the sword strength disappeared immediately, and it is obvious that the knife technique of Master Yuantong has reached the mysterious realm of strength from the heart, which is really breathtaking.
"Nephew, you have a good experience, uncle, I smell the wine, and go see if I can get a bowl to drink. Yuantong put away his knife and returned to his waist, laughed and shook his hand and left, leaving Li Xuan standing in the forest sweating.
"Apprentice, tomorrow you go and ask Uncle Yuanming the key to Donkey Kong finger power. After Master Yuantong left, Master Yuangang came out and gave Li Xuan a strange order.
Yes?