Chapter 70: You're Not Xuanyizi!Who the Hell Are You?

On the bank of the Hanshui River, the water is turbulent, an old Taoist priest wearing a black robe, white hair and white beard walks along the river, and the old Taoist walks over the mountains and mountains with a wooden cane, as if walking on the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xu was tired of walking, so Lao Dao rested for a while on a boulder by the river, drank a few sips of river water, looked up at the direction, and then lifted the wooden stick and continued to walk.

After Lao Dao walked out for a few miles, Huang Zhongtao appeared where he had just been drinking. Looking at the vague back of the old man, Huang Zhongtao was sure that this person was the real person of Xuanyizi, the head of the martial arts sect who had a lot of grievances with him.

Xuan Yizi is the same age as his Shaolin master Master Shouxuan, and he is now more than ninety years old, Huang Zhongtao has been behind Xuan Yizi these days, thinking that this old Taoist priest is not old, he is still vigorous and running.

Seeing that he was about to enter the realm of the Wudang faction, Huang Zhongtao didn't dare to wait any longer, for fear of attracting other Wudang sect masters and masters.

Huang Zhongtao was injured again last year, and now he no longer dares to use grandmaster-level force easily, and in the face of the previous juniors, his martial arts are not worth mentioning, and he doesn't even have any hope of winning.

Therefore, Huang Zhongtao used light skills to stop in front of Xuan Yizi, wanting to settle grievances on the bank of the Hanshui River.

The inlets, tidal flats, weeds, and gravel all show the desolation of the deep water bay here, and only the three or five ash trees in the distance are reflected in the water, adding a touch of brilliance to this place.

Huang Zhongtao has been following Xuan Yizi these days, so this is the first time the two have met.

Xuan Yizi's eyes are as deep as two stars, with the coldness of seeing through everything in the world. Regarding the sudden appearance of Huang Zhongtao, Xuan Yizi was a little puzzled, but he didn't seem to take it to heart.

Seeing Xuan Yizi's eyes, Huang Zhongtao felt a 'chuckle' in his heart, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong in his heart, as if the other party was too calm when he saw him.

These calm and deep eyes, as if they had seen it there, but they couldn't remember it a little, could it be the night when Xuan Yizi forcibly broke into the Black Wood Cliff? Even in the face of the strangulation between himself and the Great Demon Venerable, he was not moved in the slightest. Yes, it seems that the old Taoist priest also looked like this that night.

I only heard Xuan Yizi ask, "Why are you blocking the way of the old way?"

The old Taoist priest's hair was white, and he had a bit of fairy bones, but his voice was hoarse and ugly, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and every word was like two handfuls of sand rubbing together.

Huang Zhongtao sneered and said, "Xuan Yizi, you will never forget the old man, who did you lose your skills and fall to the realm of grandmasters?"

Xuan Yizi muttered, "Xuan Yizi?", then looked at Huang Zhongtao carefully, and suddenly said: "It turned out to be you, the little monk who cultivated the Four Fundamental Mental Methods back then, and your 'Four Extremes Secret Method' has some meaning. ”

Huang Zhongtao was half angry, the 'Four Extremes Secret Method' was the proud work of his life, although it was short-lived, he only tried two tricks with the Great Demon Venerable when he was in Dacheng. Because of each other's jealousy, they maintained an undefeated situation.

You must know that the Great Demon Venerable back then was a generation of evil demons supreme who overwhelmed the martial arts and had monstrous demon flames, and his martial arts were so high that he was hidden as the number one master in the world.

And Huang Zhongtao has such strength at the beginning of his divine skills, and his martial arts are so high that he is simply shocking the past and the present, and he doesn't think of being the second person in the world, otherwise how could he inherit the title of 'Dugu Seeking Defeat' so arrogantly?

But this kind of magic skill is only 'some meaning' in Xuan Yizi's mouth? Huang Zhongtao's face instantly became gloomy.

Xuan Yizi's cold eyes flashed an inexplicable look, with reminiscence, regret, anger, and sadness.

The old Taoist priest who hadn't spoken for a long time made an exception and said one more sentence, only to hear Xuan Yizi sigh: "However, cause and effect are involved, you were blocked by Shaolin Temple and broke the foundation of the wood-burning knife method." The four poles are missing a corner, and since then there is no way to get to heaven, and the old man is useless. It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a hate!"

Huang Zhongtao was really laughed at, he thought that Xuan Yizi was crazy. Snorted coldly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked the doubt in his heart: "Why haven't you died yet?"

Xuan Yizi was stunned, his explanation was the same as not explaining: "Lao Dao has lived for so many years, and he is going to die a long time ago, but he is unwilling, but he has never died." ”

Huang Zhongtao shook his head angrily, he only thought that Xuan Yizi was an old fool, and even forgot the deep hatred of each other. Huang Zhongtao thought to himself that he and he were both eighty or ninety years old coffin boards, there was no need to take revenge, as long as he lived a few years longer than him, he would naturally survive to death, but there was no need to fight to death.

Thinking about this section, Huang Zhongtao was not in a hurry to make a move, and asked casually: "Then what are you going to do in the Huashan faction, don't you go to Daohe Huashan faction to change the head." ”

Xuan Yizi was also honest, and said truthfully: "Ziwei Emperor Star was born, and the old Tao naturally has to pay attention to it. It's a pity that he is still too young, although he is extremely talented, but by the time he grows up and enters the Heavenly Dao, Lao Dao is afraid that he will have died of old age. Unwilling, the old way is unwilling. ”

Huang Zhongtao had already regarded Xuan Yizi as a madman at this time, and when he was in the Iron Sword Gate last year, Huang Zhongtao gave Situ Xuan's criticism, so he accepted Dongfang Bai as an apprentice.

If, according to what the old Taoist priest said, Situ Xuan, this kid, really has the hope of entering the Heavenly Dao, wouldn't it be equivalent to that white-haired kid slapping his mouth in the face?

So Huang Zhongtao immediately said: "That white-haired boy? his hard work and longevity are overdepleted, his potential has dried up to the bottom, and it will be difficult for the grandmaster to do anything in the future, how can he enter the realm of the Heavenly Dao?"

The old Taoist priest sneered when he heard this, and said again and again, "Stupid, stupid and stubborn!" After that, he ignored Huang Zhongtao's stubble, but the opening and closing of his lips made Huang Zhongtao guess the words 'cause and effect' and 'fate'.

Huang Zhongtao was furious in his heart, and he hated the Taoist master the most, saying to him: 'You can't understand cause and effect in your life'. It seems that these people have seen through the past and the future, and he Huang Zhongtao is destined to have a miserable life.

This is why Huang Zhongtao didn't hear Feng Qingyang's evaluation of him, otherwise even if this 'kid' is his daughter's favorite, he would have to do it and see the high and low.

Huang Zhongtao has devoted himself to Shaolin Temple since he was a child, chanting and practicing martial arts on weekdays, and practicing internal strength, how can he have time to learn heavenly numerology, cause and effect, and other mysterious things?

But most of the masters of the Daomen have a deep foundation in easy learning, and these people are the most hateful, obviously they can't beat him, but they have to be superior, saying that he 'doesn't cultivate Tianji numerology'.

It's just that Huang Zhongtao suffered a lot in his life, and in his later years, out of caution, or for some unspeakable reason, he found a clear and easy-to-calculate Taoist priest as a registered disciple to help him calculate something, that is, the 'Heavenly Machine' who calculated the direction of Ziwei Star.

Xuan Yizi said to himself, ignoring that Huang Zhongtao's face had turned black to the bottom of the pot, and only heard the old Taoist priest say: "When you come west this time, hasn't anyone told you that this trip is a dangerous and dangerous catastrophe within a catastrophe?"

Huang Zhongtao's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "You don't care about the old man's trip, anyway, today is your 'death calamity'." Huang Zhongtao was abducted into the ditch by Xuan Yizi, and subconsciously imitated the old Taoist priest who was chattering with gods.

Before the words fell, Huang Zhongtao's right hand was raised with one palm, and he slowly sent it forward, this palm seemed to be cut and pushed, and it seemed to be pressed and patted, and it was not like a simple move.

But it is such a palm, but it seems to have the power of ten thousand jun, the weeds around it are lodging, the water waves are surging, and the branches and leaves of the ash trees are hanging down for three points, which is a move to 'look horizontally into a peak on the side of the ridge'.

This is the first style in Huang Zhongtao's comprehension of the "Heart Sutra of the Thick Earth" and the creation of the 'Earth-shaking Fist', and it is also the starting style, although it looks nondescript, more like a move.

But behind this move, there are actually five powerful punches, collectively known as 'Wuyue Pressing the Top'. Each punch is as heavy as a mountain, and each punch carries an unparalleled unique force.

Five punches in a row, five moves stacked on top of each other, it is Huang Zhongtao in the Iron Sword Gate, once used to suppress his own injuries, can attack and defend the powerful move 'Yongzhen Mountains and Rivers'.

Xuan Yizi Lao Dao didn't seem to care about Huang Zhongtao's mountain-like momentum at all, and the wooden staff was randomly pointed, which happened to stab Huang Zhongtao's right hand Shenmen acupoint. If he continues to punch, he will inevitably be stabbed with a wooden staff.

Huang Zhongtao was unmoved, his right hand retracted and clenched his fist, and the strong wind surged, enveloping the air current, and took the old Taoist's wooden staff away. At the same time, he made a fist with his left hand and smashed it into Gen Yizi's right chest.

Xuan Yizi's strain was extremely bizarre, and the Wudang faction's martial arts were swaying freely, only to see the old Taoist priest take half a step back, forcing the internal force into the wooden staff, and the wooden staff was bent like a rope, stabbing Huang Zhongtao's left hand Shenmen point from the outside.

Huang Zhongtao's eyebrows furrowed, his left fist opened and flipped outward, skillfully avoiding the old Taoist's wooden staff, and his right fist stabbed obliquely, hitting the old Taoist's right chest again.

The old Taoist priest's wooden staff was used as a sword, and he didn't know what tricks he had made, so he completely ignored the strong wind and fist momentum brought by Huang Zhongtao, and pointed to Huang Zhongtao's right hand Shenmen point again with the head of the wooden cane with dirt and half of the grass roots.

This feeling of punching the cotton made Huang Zhongtao depressed and wanted to vomit blood. Obviously, it is the boxing technique of opening mountains and towns and breaking mountains and rivers, but the old Taoist priest actually didn't let him make all the moves, let alone what five punches came out in a row, and the five strengths were superimposed on each other.

Thinking of this, Huang Zhongtao was shocked, his right fist opened and lifted upward, his left fist struck, his steps were wrong, and he withdrew three steps.

Every move of the two grandmasters, any punch, any staff, is the evolution of their own minds, the embodiment of their own martial arts.

Although he did not use the sword intent fist intent, nor was it the sword qi of the palm wind, but this kind of trick that was integrated into the mind was the most thunderous in the silence, and even the innate master might not be able to stop a few moves.

Huang Zhongtao thought that he had seen through Xuan Yizi's 'bottom line', and said: "Good swordsmanship!" 'Shenmen Thirteen Swords', 'Finger Twisting Soft Sword' is really extraordinary, I said why you have lived in seclusion for more than 30 years, it turns out that you are cultivating these martial arts skills." But so what, look at the old man's punch. ”

As soon as the words fell, Huang Zhongtao grabbed it with his left hand, pushed it with his right hand, and then reversed his left and right fists, and smashed his right hand with a fist on his left hand. At the same time, he opened his mouth and said: "Take the five mountains, catch the seven peaks, the ancestral veins of the hundred mountains, and the Wanyue Dynasty!" Look at the old man's punch 'Wanfeng Chaoyue, Wanyue Chaozong'. ”

Between the grabbing and pushing just now, Huang Zhongtao seemed to communicate with the power of the nearby leylines, and the land around the entire inlet shook from time to time, and there was even a scene of land fluctuations and soil rolling.

With the smash of his right hand, the entire surrounding environment seemed to stand still for a moment, and if someone watched from a distance, they would inevitably have the absurd feeling of 'the ground is sinking into three points'. It seems that this small environment was smashed into the surface by Huang Zhongtao for a few minutes.

This is not fist intent, this kind of summary and embodiment of one's own martial arts path.

It is an extraordinary perception of a certain trick, an artistic conception, and a primary state of fist intent. Similar to the 'Great Cold' and 'Lichun' that Situ Xuan comprehended, of course, the power of the two sides is far apart.

Huang Zhongtao's smash is facing a group of innate masters, and I am afraid that ten or eight can be abolished, which shows the powerless power of this punch.

But Xuan Yizi Lao Dao was silent, the wooden stick was grabbed on his right hand at will, and in the face of Huang Zhongtao's move, Xuan Yizi Lao Dao still stabbed out with a cane, and stabbed Huang Zhongtao in the chest quickly and incoherently.

This time, Huang Zhongtao saw it clearly, and there was true qi surging around the wooden staff, like two swimming fish, constantly rotating and coiling, canceling out Huang Zhongtao's fist power. That's why it created a move that ignores the fist intent and is invincible.

Huang Zhongtao pushed with his left hand, and with a move, he 'stood on the wall', and an invisible wall of qi blocked his chest.

But Xuan Yizi's old wooden staff was like a divine weapon, completely ignoring Huang Zhongtao's qi wall, not dodging or dodging, and pointing at Huang Zhongtao's chest without hindrance.

Huang Zhongtao turned around to dodge, but the old Taoist priest made a series of sword moves, and he did not give up. The wooden staff was picked and folded, and before Huang Zhongtao could react, a cane with antelope horns pointed at his forehead. Huang Zhongtao watched intently while dodging, and after three or five moves, Huang Zhongtao saw the taste, this old Taoist priest was actually using the move 'writing'!

Huang Zhongtao was embarrassed and angry, and thought that the old Taoist priest was deliberately humiliating him, but after thinking about it carefully, Huang Zhongtao tasted four of the words, which seemed to be 'commanding the world'.

With a move in his heart, Huang Zhongtao had already guessed the words written by the old Taoist priest. It's nothing else, it's the 'martial arts proverb' that has been circulating on the rivers and lakes for nearly a hundred years since the end of the Song Dynasty:

Martial arts supreme, sword slaying dragon, command the world, don't dare to disobey, rely on the sky, who competes!

If he hadn't seen the secret record of the Demon Sect on the Black Wood Cliff, he really didn't know the ins and outs and detailed explanation of this martial arts proverb, and at the same time recognized the martial arts used by the old Taoist.

Huang Zhongtao suddenly said: "'Relying on the Sky and Slaying the Dragon Gong'? Xuan Yizi, you have really cultivated several Wudang Sect peerless studies, and you have made further progress. After shattering the 'Dripping Sword Intent', I actually condensed Yin and Yang and comprehended the Tai Chi Sword Intent, no wonder I could break my fist. In that case, let's have a fight. ”

Seeing Huang Zhongtao's figure for a moment, a momentum that supported heaven and earth and suppressed the four extremes and all directions slowly rose from his body, and Xuan Yizi's old way finally changed his expression.

The old Taoist priest frowned, and said: "There is a calamity within a calamity, and it is impossible to escape in a calamity! Since it was the old Dao who opened your Heavenly Dao path, under the implication of cause and effect, it should also be ended by the old Dao." ”

Before the words fell, a momentum also rose on the old Taoist priest's body, which was indescribable and indescribable, like a mass of black and white, regardless of yin and yang, moving and static, and there was no chaotic air mass all the time.

As the momentum of the old Taoist priest became higher and higher, the ideas that belonged to him gradually appeared, and the chaotic air mass began to tremble violently, constantly rotating, and then the Qing on one side, the turbid on the other side, the old Taoist body was between the turbidity, implementing the idea of no beginning and no end, yin and yang are uncertain, and the virtual and the real are intertwined.

A snake-shaped, or 'B', or S-shaped, gray-white lightning bolt streaked across the distance between the two men before it could blink an eye.

Rao is Huang Zhongtao has experienced a hundred battles, dodged in time, and resisted the counterattack with fist intent at a critical moment, or was a corner of the left shoulder blade cut off, and the old man grinned in pain.

Another 'B'-shaped gray-white lightning flashed, and this time Huang Zhongtao was cut off more than half of his buttocks.

Huang Zhongtao was extremely angry and roared: "You are not Xuan Yizi! Who are you? What kind of trick is this, don't force the old man to fight with you!"

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I've been so tired these days, I got up at six o'clock every day, got home at eight o'clock in the evening, washed and ate and wrote articles until one or two o'clock in the morning, stayed up for a few days, I was really sleepy last night, and I almost fell asleep when I drove home in the evening, but fortunately I didn't have a car accident, and I had to go to bed early last night.

I wanted to write more today, but the power went out at home, and the heat killed me. In the past, I watched others use the power outage as an excuse not to update, and I still scolded in my heart, thinking that the author was lying, but now I know what it feels like. (Written at 21:20)

In order to prove that I am not lying to everyone, I can only tell you with tears that there is another special call from home, so I can only continue to write. (Written at 23:25) (To be continued.) )