Chapter 3, the top of Huashan

After Xuantianji descended the mountain, he walked all the way to the land of people. After some inquiry, he learned that he was in Henan, walked west for three days, and finally came to a town. Entering the city, he found a place called "Yuelai Inn", went up to the second floor, sat by the window, ordered a few side dishes, and drank quietly.

The place of wine shops is always a good place to find out the news. People come and go in the rivers and lakes, and the transmission of news takes place in the wine shop.

"Slap", the big man slapped the table and said: "Have you heard, now there is a magic book on the rivers and lakes, and it is said that if you get this secret book, you can become the first in the world, and many people died because of this secret book a while ago." ”

As soon as the words "No. 1 in the world" came out, the inn suddenly became a lot quieter. Jianghu people, who don't care about fame. The title of "No. 1 in the world" is enough to make countless people moths to the fire.

"Hmph, your news is outdated," another thin man shouted, "The bloody storm not long ago led to the Chongyang Zhenren of the Quanzhen Sect. Chongyang Zhenren personally took action to seize this cheat, and sent a post to the characters with heads and faces, saying that it was to compete for the title of the first in the world on the ninth day of September, the top of Huashan Mountain, and compete for the title of the first in the world, and the winner can have this peerless cheat. ”

"Who got the invitation, do you know?" asked one of the drinkers.

"This time the sword is very powerful, I heard that there are the Hong gang leader of the beggar gang, Huang Yaoshi, the owner of Peach Blossom Island, Duan Zhixing, the emperor of Dali, and Ouyang Feng of the White Camel Villa in the Western Regions. The thin man also looked excited, and said yearningly.

"Hiss", everyone gasped, these are the most famous masters in the rivers and lakes, Wang Chongyang is a man of the Tao, he was young and fought against gold with the army, and created the famous Quanzhen Sect in middle age, and Ouyang Feng is full of poisonous skills, and everyone in the rivers and lakes is cold. As for Duan Zhixing, Duan Jiayiyang refers to the mighty martial arts. Huang Yaoshi is a generation of strange people, who knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, and his martial arts are even more extraordinary. Hong Qigong, the leader of the world's largest beggar gang, is chivalrous, and he is fierce and fierce with eighteen palms of dragon descending in one hand.

"If we take advantage of their defeat, we will rush up again......," a hoarse voice came suddenly. Everyone was stunned, but many people left in a hurry.

"In this way, the plot of the Condor Shooting has not yet begun. Judging from the description of Guo Yang in the original book, Guo Jing, Yang Kang, and Huang Rongju were not born, and Mongolia has not yet risen, so I have to plan carefully. Xuantianji thought, "It's the first day of September now, so you should rush to Huashan first."

Xuantian Ji settled the account, and immediately accelerated after leaving the city, and finally came to the foot of Huashan in less than three days. At this time, the town under the mountain was already overcrowded, martial arts people from all walks of life carried swords and swords, and a large group of Taoist priests in cyan Taoist robes were responsible for maintaining order.

Xuantianji found a place to meditate, he exuded his momentum, a cold heart chill emanated, and everyone who was close to Sanzhang felt that their internal strength was not smooth, and they were almost frozen, and they dispersed in a hurry. Everyone was shocked and frightened, and they didn't know when such a domineering person appeared on the rivers and lakes.

There was a sound of footsteps, Xuantianji opened his eyes, but six men and one woman hurried over, just looking at the seven people dressed up, they knew that these seven people were the famous Quanzhen Seven Sons in later generations.

The first person made a joke and said: "Poor Ma Yu, I don't know the name of this young man?"

Xuantianji replied: "Xiaodao Xuantianji, it is said that my master still has some relationship with the Bi Sect. ”

Ma Yuqi said: "Oh, please also ask Daoist friends to explain in detail." ”

Xuantian Ji said: "My master is from Lu Zu Chunyangzi, but my lineage has been through war and turmoil, and my vitality has been greatly damaged, but there is only one person left in my generation." The Chongyang Zhenren of your sect also inherited the Taoism of the Pure Yang Patriarch, which is the origin of what I said. ”

Ma Yu listened, and said: "That is the case, you and I still need to be close to each other, please Taoist friends look at this sect, don't use swords." ”

Xuantian said: "Poor Dao likes to be quiet, so he released his voice so as not to be disturbed by others. Please rest assured that you will not use swords and soldiers. ”

Ma Yu said: "That's it, we will retire." Then he hurried away.

When he walked away, Qiu Chuji couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, how could you make a conclusion based on the other party's words, and be so polite to him, wouldn't it have ruined the reputation of our Quanzhen Sect?"

Ma Yu was silent, and said for a while: "Senior brother, you still have to change your fiery temper." This person's martial arts are so high that we can't resist it even if we add a piece. Just now I was about to make a temptation, but I suddenly felt a sense of panic in my heart, and I felt that endless danger was coming. There is no need for such a master to lie to us. Since this person can't make a move, why bother to have more things", and sighed: "I don't know if such a young master appears on the rivers and lakes, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." ”

The ninth day of September.

Under Huashan, there is already a lot of people, and big people who are rarely seen on weekdays can be seen everywhere today. It was almost noon, everyone suddenly quieted down, Xuantianji opened his eyes and looked, a person slowly fell from the sky, stopped on a piece of bluestone, the breeze blew, the Taoist robe fluttered, the long hair fluttered, and there seemed to be hundreds of millions of stars rising and falling in the black eyes, and the expression was very quiet. What a real person!

As if an appointment, the crowd in the north made their debut, and a middle-aged beggar stepped into the middle, this person's clothes were full of patches, but both the clothes and the patches were brand new satin, a green staff in his hand was as jade as jade, and a large gourd with vermilion lacquer was on his back. A young scribe came from the east, this person was dressed in green clothes, wearing a square scarf on his head, and a jade flute in his hand, which looked timeless, quite a famous scholar of the Wei and Jin dynasties. To the west, a tall man dressed in white strode forward, with a high nose and deep eyes, a brown and yellow face, and eyes like iron and knives, and very sharp. What came out of the south was an old monk in a yellow robe, and his every move was full of majesty, and at first glance he was a person who had been in a position for a long time.

After the five of them greeted politely, Wang Chongyang said: "Since you have come here, you should know the purpose of this Huashan sword discussion, and I don't want to say more. It's just that this sword has to be set up with a charter. The first level is to rush to the top of Huashan from here, and the top 100 can enter the next level. In the second level, draw a large circle, and those who remain in the circle after a scuffle can enter the next level, limited to a quarter of an hour. The third level is limited to 200 moves, and the competition is for the first place. Do you have any opinions?"

Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng, Duan Zhixing, and Huang Yaoshi glanced at each other and nodded one after another. Several of the top masters had no opinion, and the others also nodded one after another.

"So, let's start this first race at noon." The faint voice condensed but did not disperse, and it fell into everyone's ears word for word, showing a strong cultivation.

Noon is fast approaching. The masters from all walks of life present used their martial arts to go out of the town, and the scene was extremely lively for a while, and there were figures climbing up everywhere. If you have good light work, every point on the mountain wall, your body can be raised. Those with poor light power will stay on the mountain wall for a long time, but the amount of body rise is extremely short. There are many second-rate masters who have climbed hundreds of zhang, and their internal strength is already insufficient, so they have to give up. What's more, if I accidentally fell down, I only heard a scream. Everyone is also related.

Xuantianji was not nervous at all. He was confident that no one else in the world could match his speed. Nie Fengneng won the title of "God of the Wind" with his wind god legs, which shows the power of this exercise. In fact, after being directly empowered by Tian Lingzi, Xuantian Ji directly grasped the mystery of wind and clouds, and the leg method he used could no longer be said to be a martial art, to be precise, it was a kind of Taoist technique.

The Xuantian machine finally moved. The steep cliffs were like smooth roads, and they couldn't stop him for half a point. Like a gust of wind, he galloped upwards without even touching the ground. This is the legendary Wind Ride. People take advantage of the wind, like a bolt of lightning, just a moment, Xuantian Ji far surpasses others. In less than a few minutes, Xuantianji arrived at the top of Huashan Mountain, properly first.