Although the coin was placed on Li Lei's face, Shi Yinghu generously forgave Li Lei for his successful selection of advanced Tai Chi magic skills.

Although according to Shi Yinghu's original idea, even if he decided to exchange for the advanced Tai Chi magical skills, he should have burned incense, bathed, calmed his mind and fasted for seven days in his retreat secret room at Chiyang Lake Community, adjusting his body and mind to the most perfect state, and then exchanged for enlightenment, and used his intermediate Tai Chi magical skills to be accumulated in level 120 to complete the transformation.

However, since I decided to exchange for the advanced Tai Chi magic skills, I felt like a cat was scratching my heart.

During the period of time when he was stationed in the cockroach camp, Shi Yinghu couldn't help but tell everyone that he had some understanding of martial arts, and then began to comprehend the martial arts by using Picheno's seclusion room.

For people like Shi Yinghu, his mastery of martial arts is like wine to drinkers, like beauties to perverts, let alone a high-level internal skill that has been longing for a long time.

The advanced Tai Chi magic skill is a virtuous and beautiful wife at home, and the peerless and charming daughter-in-law. Ti Yunzong is a cute and cute little girl who relies on her at a young age. The mysterious sword technique is arrogant and cold but has nothing to do and tease her female boss in the company.

Is it a man? It is inevitable that he will be shaken in this situation, not to mention that Shi Yinghu eventually followed his heart's call and went home to love his wife.

"Tai Chi is born from Wuji, the mechanism of movement and stillness, the mother of yin and yang. When moving, it is divided, and when stillness is combined. There is no need to be too much or too little, and it extends with the curve. Yin does not leave Yang, Yang does not leave Yin, Yin and Yang are in harmony, and are close to the gods."

"The mind is calm and the body is upright, and the energy is also running, opening and real, combining the inside and outside, moving softness into hardness, using hardness and softness, calmness comes freely... When it comes, the mind realizes the heaven and earth, and the body becomes natural!"

In the seclusion secret room, although Shi Yinghu repeatedly reminded himself before redeeming, and he could not get in after just understanding it, as the mind of the exercises poured into his mind, the Tai Chi Yin and Yang true energy in his body naturally flowed with him, and Shi Yinghu himself also entered a state of selflessness.

Slap sex... Slap sex sex.

Here we describe the movement of the internal energy, the qi and blood surging around Shi Yinghu, the tendons, meridians, bones and joints are lightly sounding, and the body and spirit are united.

Low-level Tai Chi magical skills, innocent heart, Buddhist Taoist lotus.

Intermediate Tai Chi magical power, the Zen mind is destroyed, and the Buddha enters the destruction.

With the understanding and operation of advanced Tai Chi magical skills, the third chapter of Zhang Junbao's diary was slowly opened, showing Shi Yinghu the magnificent and ups and downs of a generation of great masters.

In Jiangzhou City, there are many soldiers in a restaurant that are noisy.

It was raining outside, and the continuous waterline diluted the deep red blood on the ground, whether it was the blood of heroes or cowards.

I was once very curious that there are countless beautiful legends in the world.

In those stories, there are righteous knights, some spend a lot of money, and some white horses, silver swords, beautiful women are like jade, but I know very well that beauty will not come out of thin air, just like planting crops to sow seeds. Where do those righteous knights spend a lot of money come from?

It was not until I really entered this world that I realized that as long as I had good martial arts and wanted money, it was too easy.

If you enter the evil path, you will rob your family and steal hundreds of households at night, and you will get the money from all over the world.

If you follow the right path, there will be landlords and gentry sending gold and silver to win over and make friends. There are even many wild people willing to sell themselves as slaves, just asking for your protection. Especially in this chaotic world, the power and authority of the government have been weakened to the lowest point. The person with a fierce sword is the old man!

On the second floor of the restaurant, there were some scattered wine and food on the table next to Zhang Junbao.

There were five people around the round table holding vegetables and drinking. It has been two years since Zhang Junbao went down the mountain, and his hair has grown long, but he felt that long hair was troublesome and he still used a knife to make a flat hair style similar to a flat hair. At this moment, it was the invasion of the Mongol Yuan, and the rituals and music in the world were broken. Therefore, although Zhang Junbao's flat head and waist were wearing a sword and a sword, the world no longer cared about it.

"Junbao, you care about the purity of martial arts. Your sword skills are both fast and fierce, so why did you suddenly start using swords?" At this time, Sister Ling, who was sitting opposite, asked. She was the descendant of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect, and her sword skills were fierce and spicy. She took great care of herself during this period and did not hesitate to give advice.

"...because, I feel it is suitable for me." Because, in the battle formation, using a knife consumes too much energy and internal strength, and a sword is a small spear, which is far more difficult to use than a knife in the battle formation. But if it is used well, using a knife to kill three people can kill ten people, or even more.

Many people in the martial arts world will never understand this truth even if they fight for a lifetime, because they will hardly have the idea of ​​an enemy.

Although no one taught him martial arts, since he went down the mountain, his martial arts naturally made rapid progress in the fight. At this time, he used the sword because he felt that if he used the sword, he could be stronger.

Of course, the battle between swords and swords has actually been a draw since ancient times, but Zhang Junbao faced the invasion of the northern barbarians, Mongol cavalry. In most cases, he did not need to further improve his explosive power to fight against the strong with the weak. Instead, he needed to enhance his continuous combat ability. Putting aside the environment and talking about adaptability, he was just a hooligan. Zhang Junbao just realized that swords were more suitable for him.

Sword technique is quick to get started, high killing and high explosion; sword technique is difficult to get started, strong penetration and strong control, and who is stronger varies from person to person.

"I think it's my fault. The little monk started learning sword because he wanted to be more intimate with our Sister Ling. Isn't there a saying... If you want to learn it, sleep with your master first!" A rough man at the same table said and laughed strangely. The table was filled with laughter. At this moment, the fierce and fierce Sister Ling's cheeks turned red.

"Okay, okay. Stop making trouble, stop making trouble. This time we are going to assassinate Temuer. Whether it is successful or not, it will probably be difficult to drink happily with a few brothers in this life... Come on, I, Ling Zuoying, have a drink for everyone. As a woman, I can walk side by side with all the heroes. Ling Zuoying did not go for free in this world. Please!"

"Okay, the woman Ling is not as good as a man. I, Fan Chong, was a thief who was hiding the green forest. He robbed the official ships and plundered hundreds of households at night. He never thought he was a good person. But his mother, the Northern Barbarians, were too bullying. A baby who had just been born and not yet termed, was put on the gun and showed his power... I came to kill people this time, neither for the Emperor of the Zhao family nor for the sake of making a name for him, or for the sake of making a name for him, or for the sake of making a name for him, or for the sake of his mother, he was going to exude this bird's breath in his chest!"

"Brother Fan is right, come on, I'll give you a bowl!" On the second floor of the restaurant, five people from the world who had not known each other for a long time persuaded each other to drink with a fierce heart.

People in the world, licking blood from the knife, and of course there is no shortage of blood.

"Brother Zhang, why are you here? Revenge or make a name for yourself?" Ling Zuoying came to Zhang Junbao and asked softly while drinking.

"I...I don't know either, I just think I should come here." Thinking of Master Jueyuan who had passed away, the burning fire at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, and the bright and beautiful girl riding a little donkey, Zhang Junbao was confused for a moment.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from downstairs. The man in the rivers and lakes on the second floor looked sideways and saw that the owner of the restaurant was being kicked by several Mongolian soldiers. The nearby dining table had been overturned, and it was a mess at this time.

Zhang Junbao's hands naturally fell on the hilt of the sword at his waist, but Ling Zuoying, who was pressed down on his palm, looked over, but saw her shaking her head gently.

"A little impatience will cause chaos in the big plan. Now China is in decline. As long as the city occupied by the Northern Barbarians is ten times worse than this, killing the city's head coach Temuer is useful. Now, killing several Yuan soldiers in anger will be of no use in the current situation."

The heavy rain outside the building kept falling, and it seemed that it would never stop... but it was just like it.

late at night.

Ling Zuoying, Xu Ming, Fan Chong, Bai Youchou, Zhang Junbao, and a group of five were hiding on both sides of the long street, waiting.

During this period, Temuer was addicted to the famous prostitute of Baihualou and had to return to the military camp tent every night after midnight.

In the field of martial arts, the Central Plains have always been in a relatively dominant position compared to the Northern Barbarians, and the number of Central Plains masters is much more than that of the Mongolian Yuan side.

However, the polarization in the Central Plains is severe, with high warriors and low civilians. Once the average is calculated, it is far less powerful than the Northern Barbarians.

Moreover, the advantages of masters are difficult to act on the battlefield, because in the ancient environment of chaos and fighting, even the masters cannot find the enemy coach. On the contrary, the northern barbarians often have the advantage of war horses. On the ancient battlefield, just this advantage is too terrifying. War horses can improve riders' mobility, offensive and defensive abilities, and even endurance in all aspects.

The victory rate of the Song Dynasty against the Northern Barbarians was actually not low at all, but the Song Dynasty had no horses, so no matter how hard it was to win, it would be difficult to effectively kill and hurt. If you really gain a big advantage, you would lose once, and the infantry could not defeat the cavalry and would not even have a chance to escape.

A rider in armor can kill dozens or even more chaotic troops by one person. The increase in combat power of war horses on the ancient battlefield is so huge, and the significantly enhanced mobility has extremely high strategic significance for legion combat.

It is really difficult and difficult for the Yanhuang of China to compete with agricultural civilization for generations and destroy the nomadic peoples.

On the other hand, cavalry is also an important weight for the Mongolian Yuan to restrain the advantages of Central Plains martial arts masters. When facing Central Plains masters, they mix the masters into the riders and charge together to take action in the chaos. This is a very difficult tactic of fighting. Many masters are extremely depressed in the cooperation of the enemy.

Mongolian general Temur was greedy for beauty and gave people in the world the opportunity to surround and kill. Otherwise, even if he could dive into the central army's tent at night, it would be impossible for anyone to rush out alive even if he could succeed.

…………………

It was late at night, but it was no longer so heavy.

The long street in the city.

"The women in the Central Plains are gentle and tender, as well as little lambs, and have a completely different taste from the wives of our tribe who are like horses." Riding on the war horse and returning to the military camp under the night rain, Temuer casually spoke to the adjutant, with his expression reminiscing.

"General, after you get tired of playing, let your brothers try it out. It has been more than half a month since the woman's maid was tortured to death by her brothers. The brothers are all holding their anger."

"Hahahaha... I will give you rewards after I get tired of playing, hahahaha." It was not only Temuer and his adjutant laughing, but many of the personal soldiers in Temuer around were also laughing wildly.

The Northern Barbarians and Mongols were able to roar south to conquer cities and territory. Although it is undeniable that they are barbaric, they cannot deny that they are brilliant at the same time.

Only by feeding meat to subordinates can we develop wolf nature, and feeding bones to subordinates can we raise dogs. As for the Song Dynasty, high-ranking officials and generals have always been beneficial to me. The disaster is borne by the people below. The soldiers returned to their battles, and one out of ten were not saved. After returning home, I found that my family’s land was gone and the wife was slept by the officials. This reward and punishment mechanism, even if there are too many people, would be normal to not be able to defeat the Mongol Yuan.

Only when you have good fortune and hardship can you work together, only when you use resources to smash talents, and even if you have to train your wolf nature with the grass, you can't do it.

Just as Temu and his party reached Central Street, a sudden angrily shout suddenly sounded: "Temur, die!"

With Ling Zuoying's angry shout, a sword and sword suddenly burst out on both sides of the long street and surrounded him.

Zhang Junbao, Xu Ming, who is good at using big guns, and Bai Youchou both hiding on both sides of the road, while Ling Zuoying and Fan Chong, who are skilled in light skills, attacked on the roofs of both sides.

At this moment, Zhang Junbao pressed all his mind into the sword in his hand. His sword technique was inherited from Shaolin's sword technique, but it was even more fierce and ruthless, leaving no room for space, and he got the essence of the sword technique fast and ruthlessness.

In contrast, Zhang Junbao's left-hand sword was like a spring breeze and rain, completely hidden in the fierce and fierce sword light. Temuer's personal soldiers faced the sword light head-on. When the long sword collided, they felt that the fierce sword light that was slashing down was not strong. The next moment, they felt a chill of throat, and then their blood was sprayed out.

Although he had decided to use a sword, Zhang Junbao also knew that his current sword technique was far better than that of sword technique, so he did not give up using a sword for the time being. For him who had a vague state of Taoism and nature, it was not difficult to use a sword with his right hand and his left hand, especially after the day when "the Zen mind was destroyed and the Buddha was destroyed", Zhang Junbao clearly felt that the mellow and gentle internal energy that he practiced in Shaolin Temple since childhood had gradually transformed into a cold and cold qi that soaked his body.

This cold and cold energy makes me more and more calm and rational in the battle, but at the same time makes it more and more difficult for my emotions to fluctuate. This is obviously not the right way.

Although Shaolin Temple has been banned from practicing martial arts for so many years, she still has basic judgment ability under the influence of the eyes: internal strength cultivation is affected by the dual influence of the body and the spirit. As the Zen ancestral temple, Shaolin Temple is a master in the Zen Buddhism, and the internal strength qi cultivated should be more mellow and peaceful, without any murderous aura.
Chapter completed!