"Are you Wang Yangming's descendants?"

Li Chengliang originally felt that the two of them were strange, when he heard Wang Lele shouting, his eyes emitted a strange jīng light, he was originally a Liaodong Jingluo, guarding the border for more than ten years, experienced in a hundred battles, well-informed, all the residents outside the Guan, no matter which ethnic group, Jurchen, Mongolia, Goryeo, Wakou.

No matter how he dressed and disguised, he could see it at a glance, but the two people in front of him, he couldn't see the way, and he couldn't guess the behavior and actions, as if they were visitors from outside the world.

Wang Lele stuck out his tongue, knowing that he had missed his mouth, he glanced at his brother with his eyes, played with the platinum sword, and kept cutting the long and soft grass around him.

The wind on the grassland is blowing, with a quiet atmosphere, mixed with the fragrance of earth and grass, and the slightest hint of water, which is extremely comfortable. Li Zicheng, a child, didn't listen to a few people, and most of the time he silently looked up at the sky, as if there was something in the sky that he was very interested in.

"Qingcheng Flying Sword?" Li Chengliang's eyes fell on the platinum sword in Wang Lele's hand, and he looked at it carefully for a while, "There have been decades of fire, but it's a pity that the materials are lacking, only three kinds of yellow, platinum, and iron are used, and the jīng pith is lost, and the power is limited." ”

Wang Zhong heard that Li Chengliang only glanced at it, and even the origin of the flying sword and the materials said that the two brothers and sisters looked at each other, and they were secretly surprised in their hearts.

"Good boy! Where did the ancients have such a powerful thing, it's really not simple, it seems that it's really like what my brother said, I'm afraid it's not so easy to be an emperor. Wang Lele was still dreaming of Wu Zetian in his heart, but he gradually lost confidence.

Wang Zhong knew that his two identities were very flawed, and he couldn't hide it, only to make the former Liaodong general more suspicious, it was better not to mention the origin. He squinted and laughed at the moment, and pulled away from other topics.

Li Chengliang saw that the two of them didn't say their origins, and it was not easy to ask, after all, it was Pingshui who met, and the other party had saved himself, "Uncle, let's go!" Li Zicheng helped lift the snake saliva banner and glanced at Wang Zhong coldly.

Only then did Wang Zhong see clearly this long flag, the pole was cast in iron, the silk woven banner was white, slightly yellow, and the banner surface from top to bottom seemed to be painted with ink Eighteen black snakes, each with its own posture, coiled and twisted, vivid, stupid and moving, there was a momentum to break through the flag.

As soon as the banner was erected, the wind blew the silk flag, and there was a strong snakey smell coming out of the flag, which made people vomit and smelled very bad, and Wang Zhongdu frowned, and Wang Lele covered his nose.

"It's amazing that this banner can restrain a flying sword. Wang Zhong saw Li Chengliang use this snake saliva banner to fight with Wei Zhongxian's flying sword, and as soon as the banner shook, several black qi were entwined and gathered into a group, so sharp that the flying sword could not be interspersed.

"This banner of mine is made of 1,800 pieces of poison from the mouth of the pit viper in southern Xinjiang and the blood of the whole body, as long as you use your internal strength to urge it, the venom on the banner will immediately boil and emit qi, not only defiling the flying sword, but also staining people to death!"

Li Chengliang smiled: "I'm going to Hetuala, do you want to go?" Hetuala is in the middle of the battle, the three sects and nine streams, masters from all over the world, strange people and strange people are gathered outside the pass, the form is complex and boundless, I see that you two are not deeply involved in the world, I'm afraid you don't understand some rules, but you can go with me, and there is a response along the way." ”

"Well, it's okay!" Wang Zhong thought for a moment.

"Uncle!" Li Zicheng shouted, his tone seemed to be very reluctant.

"Oh!" Wang Zhong saw Li Zicheng looking at him coldly, and couldn't help but crack his mouth and smile, Li Zicheng suddenly felt cold all over his body, as if he was very scared, took a few steps back, and turned his body around.

Li Chengliang was amazed, his nephew's hometown is in Shaanxi, because of the famine, he has come to Liaodong to join him for two years, he is stubborn and strong, he never admits defeat, and he has never seen someone who is afraid. Now I'm afraid of a young man I didn't know before!

"Young people are not simple, although their martial arts are not high, they have an inexplicable and strong aura, such an aura, I have only seen it in a few people in my life. ”

This grassland, is the Horqin grassland under the Great Xing'an Mountains, the water and grass are luxuriant, the land is fertile, although it belongs to the Guanwai, but it is still thousands of miles away from the city of Hetuala under the Changbai Mountain, Wang Zhong does not understand why the volcano erupted, and sent himself from the Changbai Mountain to the Great Xing'an Mountains thousands of miles away.

To go to Changbai Mountain, you have to cross the Liaohe Plain, pass through the Songhua River, and then arrive at the foot of Changbai Mountain.

A group of four people, just in this grassland all the way east, walked a rì, the sky is getting dark, and I didn't touch the yurt, only to rest on the spot, fortunately, the long and soft grass just sleeps, but the cold air hits people at night, and a few people have no cow dung wood and the like, so they can't light a bonfire, but fortunately, Wang Zhong has more than a dozen tiger skin bear skins, spread on the ground, stacked thickly, but also warm.

Li Chengliang's internal strength is deeper, better than Xu Tianbiao who Wang Zhong touched, and he is not afraid of the cold at all, so he breathes in the cold moonlight, and he doesn't know what kind of kung fu he is practicing.

It was Li Zicheng, although he had practiced martial arts for two years, he was still young, and he was shivering from the cold, and he still followed Li Chengliang to practice breathing and breathing.

Wang Lele grabbed two bear skins and gave them to the two of them, Li Chengliang ignored them and didn't move, obviously he had settled into a deep place.

Li Zicheng hesitated, his mouth moved, and he didn't stretch out his hand, wanting but not wanting it. Wang Lele didn't care so much, "It's not good to catch a cold when you're just such an older child!" The bear skin was forcibly wrapped around Li Zicheng's body, lowered his head, and muttered quietly.

Wang Lele saw that Wang Zhong was facing the north in the distance, ingesting Xuanwu Gang and turning it into knife qi, he was not interested, he had to tease Li Zicheng to play, but Li Zicheng was like a stuffy gourd, bowing his head and muttering, and he couldn't hear what he said.

At this time, Wang Zhong's mind was dark, as if he was already in space, and once again saw the huge stars in front of him intertwined into a Xuanwu-like figure.

A mass of cold and murderous air flow along with the hand too yīn lung meridian, hand convulsion yīn pericardial meridian, hand less yīn heart meridian into the three jiao, with the compression of the internal strength, quenching, gathered into a small ball of green sè, until one hundred and eight Xuandao qi condensed in the body, Wang Zhong's mind was recovered.

In the deep night, the wind faintly brought a terrifying wolf howl in the distance, and Wang Lele shivered, and hurriedly returned to his brother's side, covering his whole body with a thick tiger skin.

"Brother, I have a feeling that Hetuara might be able to meet Sister Nana this time. Wang Lele let out a long breath and said what he felt to Wang Zhong who came back from practice.

"Yes, what has happened in the past few days is a mystery! On the stone tablet in the crater, I saw with my own eyes the name of the old demon of Montenegro. Everything is related to the old demon of Montenegro. As long as you arrive at Hetuara and meet the old demon of Montenegro, you can uncover the mystery. ”

"Listen to Li Chengliang, what kind of demon is that old demon in Montenegro who is the first demon in the world, like Zhang Sanfeng, he is about to become an immortal, can he really travel through time and space? Then we can go back, but whether it is better to go back or not, I have to think clearly. Wang Lele frowned, "If everyone in ancient times was so powerful, not only would they not be able to be emperors, but they would not even be able to save their lives, it would be better to go back, and it would be safe to go back." ”

"What are you thinking about doing so much, wait until you see the old demon of Montenegro, it's really exciting. Wang Zhong narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky.

As soon as the day dawned, the fiery rì head jumped out, illuminating the entire grassland red, Li Chengliang brought salt and dry food, and the two brothers and sisters had not tasted salt for a long time, and they ate with relish. Li Zicheng practiced his fists and feet with a clear eye, which seemed to be the meaning of the form, and seemed to be **, very simple.

Between the small figures, they are flexible and flexible, and their fists and feet are also whirring.

"This is the Ming Dynasty, after hundreds of years of tempering, the lost has been lost, the improved has been improved, and the boxing method is naturally different. ”

Li Chengliang was instructing Li Zicheng to practice boxing, Wang Zhong couldn't help but itch, and suddenly let out a long roar, his palms were like iron, the strong wind was blowing, and he volleyed a somersault in the air, and rushed towards Li Chengliang: "Mr. Li, you instruct me in two moves!"

"It's a good time! The iron sand palm is well practiced!" Li Chengliang was stunned at first when he saw Wang Zhong coming, then laughed, jumped his body, stood on the tip of the grass in the air, swayed with the wind, and flashed Wang Zhong's palms.

Wang Zhong didn't have this peak light skill, seeing that his palms were empty, a "strange python turned over", and his hands were hooked into eagle claws to tease Li Chengliang's thighs.

Li Chengliang took a bite, his body clicked, stepped on the ground fiercely, cut down with his palm, the wind was fierce, and the surrounding grass was hula and hula, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Feeling that the wind was like a knife and his skin was painful, Wang Zhong didn't expect that Li Chengliang would have such power as soon as he made a casual move, so he hurriedly crossed his hands, floated an inch, avoided the front, and grabbed the other party's veins.

Li Chengliang hanged with one hand, the bone joints made a violent sound, a hook hand, and turned his palm into a fist, and his wrist flicked! Bang, the air in the bullet made an explosion sound, Wang Zhong only felt that his hand was blown up by zha medicine, and the huge pain that drilled his heart came.

"Da Gang is soft, Da Rou is rigid!" Li Chengliang turned around and smashed out a long fist, the fist wind whistled, and the air exploded again, and its momentum was fierce and uncasting! The body floated up like a blade of grass again, stepped on the grass and grabbed the body, punched fiercely, opened the mountain and split the rocks, but the movements were extremely smart, one rigid and one soft, natural, even Wang Lele, who had just understood fur, was stunned.

Wang Zhong didn't care about the huge pain, his eyes lit up: "It's worth the trip!" With a slapped of both palms, the whole person bounced up and touched Li Chengliang's palms.

Li Chengliang smiled slightly, his body was a little grassy, and he slipped out, Wang Zhong slapped into the air, and landed in the air, and saw Li Chengliang's palms roaring and slapping on the ground.

The mud on the ground rolled, and a strong force surged over, through the soles of his shoes, straight into Wang Zhong's Yongquan acupoint, his two legs seemed to be hit by a hammer, and he was suddenly numb, Wang Zhong was unstable on his feet, squatted down, and rolled out a few feet, but he couldn't stand up.

"What a slap across the mountain!"

Although he lost, Wang Zhong was extremely happy, Li Chengliang walked over, patted his leg, held down the acupoint and kneaded, "I have decades of kung fu than you, and my internal strength is naturally deeper than yours, it is not surprising, I look at your kung fu, brave jīng advance, but what you have learned seems to be a little biased." If you use the sword, then I am invincible. ”

Wang Zhong's inner boxing was learned from Lu Na, not a Master, and Shi Rì was also very shallow, usually relying on the fierceness of the iron sand palm, he could defeat the enemy, but when he encountered a big master like Xu Tianbiao and Li Chengliang, it was inevitable that he would be defeated.

was driven out by Li Chengliang with internal strength, Wang Zhong turned over and stood up, and wanted to ask for the way of boxing, vein operation, and internal organ pranayama, Li Chengliang also answered happily. Wang Zhong benefited a lot from this discussion, and some things he didn't understand suddenly became clear.

Li Chengliang's martial arts are deep, and the most difficult to pass through the two veins of Ren Du are all connected to the Du vein. This second vein is the most implicated, and it is also the two most difficult to penetrate of all the meridians, and any one of them is more difficult than penetrating the other eighteen.

Xu Tianbiao penetrated the eighteen veins, and Li Chengliang penetrated the nineteen veins, although the difference was only one, the difference in kung fu was almost doubled. If Xu Tianbiao is allowed to fight Li Chengliang, it will definitely be a losing fate.

A group of four people walked for two days, and finally saw the end of the grassland, faintly saw mountains, rivers, houses, and roads in the distance, Wang Zhong asked Li Chengliang all the way for advice, and practiced hard at night, eating ginseng and drinking tiger blood all over his body, and his jīng qi was very vigorous, and he was refined into the true strength of the inner family, which was much thicker than before.

At the right time, it was noon, the head was hanging high, warm, and the four of them found a small stream, and were about to rest, eat something, and then walk out of the grassland in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, Li Chengliang frowned, grabbed the wind and smelled it, and his face changed: "Not good!"

As soon as the words fell, the ground shook violently, and a loud noise came from behind, like an earthquake, and like a group of horses galloping.

Wang Zhong turned his head to look behind him, the voice became louder and louder, and dense black and yellow dots appeared in his sight, and in a blink of an eye, it was close and clear. Countless cavalry appeared in front of him and rushed towards this side, and a fierce aura instantly filled the entire grassland.

There was a faint cry of women, and in the procession behind, many women were immediately carried.

"This is the iron horse of Houjin! Manchurian inlaid with yellow flags!"

I saw that these cavalrymen were all carrying bows and arrows, straddle swords, their armor was clear, and the yellow sè was bright, especially on the back, they all dragged a big black and shiny braid!

Seeing someone in front of him, he pointed a whip at the first general, and quickly rushed out of the two teams to ride quickly, pumping the horses hard, one left and one right, and Bao Cāo came up!

"It's a dog!" Three men and one woman!"

The four of them were no faster than the fierce horses, and they were surrounded after a while, and when they saw the fierce Manchurian Jurchen soldiers in front of them, they laughed, and swept their naked eyes towards themselves, Wang Lele felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Slaughter men and leave women!" The generals in the distance heard the report and issued an order, and at that moment, the four or five Manchurian soldiers in front of him drew out the big knife of Ming Huanghuang, slapped the horse and drew it, and raised the knife to greet several people's heads, two of them, stroking and laughing, grabbed Wang Lele with one hand.

Li Chengliang threw Li Zicheng on his back, let out a long roar, stepped forward with an arrow, and slammed a punch on a horse that rushed forward, the horse and the people flew up, a neigh, fell out five or six feet away, a big hole appeared in the horse's body, the flesh and blood were blurred, and he died on the spot. The cavalryman also bled and was shocked to death by the internal strength.

One punch even killed people and horses, but Li Chengliang didn't stop, the whole person rose up, broke the big knife of a Manchurian soldier with one punch, and then landed, grabbed the horse's legs with both hands, lifted the entire Ma Lianren, swept around fiercely, and killed four or five Manchu soldiers.

Wang Zhong was about to make a move, but Li Chengliang had already killed six or seven people and seized two horses.

"Hurry up!" More than a dozen Manchurian soldiers surrounded him, and the large army over there quickly surrounded him.

"Li Chengliang, it turned out to be you!"

Li Chengliang saw that more than a dozen Manchurian soldiers were about to draw bows and arrows, and hurriedly took the snake saliva banner in his hand, and shook it, and eighteen black gases flew out on it, and pounced on people, and the Manchurian soldiers in the middle suddenly had black faces, and even people and horses were poisoned to the ground.

This army has at least 3,000 people, surrounded by a dead end, Li Chengliang and Wang Zhong seized the horse, and were about to flee, when suddenly there was an angry roar, and two generals in armor jumped up from their horses, like swallows piercing the clouds, and swept over. Faster than a horse, approaching in the blink of an eye.

"Bambul, Tiemu Duoduo, you know that I am Li Chengliang, and I dare to come. ”

Wang Zhong saw that one of the two generals who flew over was about forty years old, and he was strong and strong, with two handfuls of mustaches on his mouth, and his name was Bamble. The other was younger, less than thirty, with eagle-nosed harrier eyes, all of which had big braids hanging down the back of his head, and were called Temu Duoduo.

Throwing Wang Lele on the horse, Wang Zhong took a deep lunge, pulled out the iron bow, took a poisoned arrow, and rushed towards the iron wood duoduo who rushed towards him.

Temu Duoduo let out a sneer, put his feet on the ground, rose to his feet, and dodged.

The Manchurian Jurchens have become a climate, in recent years, approaching Liaodong, burning, killing and looting, coming and going like the wind, uniting with the Mongols, killing the Han people, and everywhere they go, either slaughtering men and leaving women, or leaving jīng strong laborers, as coolie domestic slaves. Li Chengliang sent troops to tear up and kill many times, and both sides formed hatred.

Li Chengliang recognized that this time the yellow flag was inlaid with the manchu lord Nurhachi's eldest son Dai Shan, and the two strong generals under his command were Bambur and Temu Duoduo.

"I didn't expect it to be Li Chengliang, who dared to throw himself into the net! Mr. Fan, you have to take action yourself. At this time, Nurhachi's eldest son Daishan saw the cavalry surrounding, and it was expected that Li Chengliang would not be able to escape, so he said to a Tsing Yi scribe riding a horse next to him.

Dai Shan's armor is distinct, holding a spear, he is younger than Wang Zhong, seventeen or eighteen years old, heroic, and his whole body exudes a compelling momentum.

"The three great masters of Confucianism have made an appointment to fight the old immortal of Montenegro in Hetuara City, the world's martial artists, who doesn't want to come and see? Li Chengliang was dismissed from the post of Liaodong General Army, and there is no need to worry, but he is a descendant of the Mo family, and I heard that there is a Luban book on his body, which is very useful. As long as the old immortal wins this time, the master will just proclaim himself the Mandate of Heaven Khan and confront the Ming Dynasty!" This Tsing Yi scribe named Mr. Fan stared at the field, looked at it, and stared at Wang Zhong at a glance.

"Who is this person? No, it's the Sanyīn Demon Killing Knife!"

The field suddenly became green, it turned out that Wang Zhong saw Temu Duoduo rushing up, tried his martial arts with an arrow, and hurriedly used the three yīn demon killing knives, the Xuan knives were rolling, and dozens of Manchurian soldiers around him were hacked to death on the spot, and Temu Duoduo barely escaped with his life.

Wang Zhong and Li Chengliang had already been killed, galloping on horseback. Wang Lele's riding skills were unusually jīng Zhan, and he ran away with Wang Zhong.

Mr. Fan's face changed, his sleeves were raised, and a blue light flew out, "Go!"

"Why are there so many flying swords!" Wang Zhong was riding on a horse, with his back facing back, to prevent the other party's cold arrows, and suddenly saw a blue light coming towards him, and he was immediately shocked.

"Fan Wencheng is actually in the army! This is his Heavenly Worry Sword!" Li Chengliang was also shocked when he saw it, and hurriedly shook the snake saliva flag, and the black gas burst out.

Fan Wencheng laughed, and pointed with his hand, the Tianwu Sword is the cultivation of Confucianism's Haoran righteousness, which is extremely powerful, and is not afraid of filth.

Fan Wencheng is the descendant of the great Confucian Fan Zhongyan, and this heavenly sorrow sword takes the meaning of "the worries of the world first".

At this stop, a large force of cavalry went around to the front and intercepted the way! Everyone set up their bows and arrows to aim.

Wang Zhong watched the sword of Koutian and the snake saliva entangled, and the way was blocked in front of him, and he was thinking about the way. Suddenly, there was a rolling voice in the sky, "Fan Wencheng, you little trick, you dare to show off." A blood-red light fell, three feet long, and the clouds were swirling.

This blood-red light intercepted the Qingguang of the Tianwu Sword, and a twist, over there, Fan Wencheng suddenly trembled, his face was pale, and he took the Tianwu Sword back desperately.

"Wuyun Killing Blood Sword! You are Xigangtong Yelu Jingwen!"

Wang Zhong looked around, there was no one, only this Wuyun Killing Blood Sword jumped in mid-air, and a voice came from the sword, "It's the old man, Li Chengliang injured my apprentice Wei Zhongxian, I will deal with it, you dare to meddle in your affairs?"

The five clouds on the sword steamed, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into the shape of an old man with a dove face, which seemed to be real and illusory, floating uncertainly.

"This old demon escaped out of the original god attached to the sword to play, the big brother quickly sent someone to search for the old demon's body within two hundred miles, this old demon spirit has just turned out, will come out, the body is unconscious, it must be hidden somewhere, and it will be nothing to destroy it. I dragged him back, with the prestige of the old immortal of Montenegro, this old devil did not dare to kill him. Fan Wencheng secretly looked at Dai Shan.

"Yuan Shen! Sure enough, there is a Yuan God, and the ancients did not deceive me. When Wang Zhong saw this, his heart welled up with indescribable ecstasy.