, look at each other and move forward together.

"Amitabha, the two donors don't need to test the old monks. You might as well see a few peaks in this dusty monk's house. The old monks will definitely agree."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the man in the gray robe was the first to speak: "Thank you for your approval, senior! Although I come from a rough background, I am not a stubborn person. I just want a few seniors to comment on our martial arts!"

This request was too weird. Jiang Wen originally thought that they were seeing Lie Xinxi and wanted to secretly learn a few tricks. It would not be difficult for him to teach him the Dian Yi Yang Finger, Duan Family Sword, and Wu Luo Qing Yan Zhang's fur, but looking at them

I mean, it seems that I want to teach myself a few tricks? Is this a new trick to take advantage of me?

"Several seniors! These two little brothers are not weak in martial arts, but they have never really traveled in the world, and they still have some unruly personalities. Seniors, don't blame them!"

Xu Chongzhen was horrified and wanted to stop the two of them. Just now, the old monks just pointed their magic fingers in the air, and King He Dao of Pingxi Palace flew backwards and vomited blood without waking up. Such a method was unheard of, and it was obvious that he was trying to ward off the enemy with power.

In fact, they don’t want to break up and hurt everyone. But if these two young men recklessly mess up the matter and cause the old monk to hurt people again, I don’t know if the Sittan Temple will be cleared up, right?

They killed them hard!

"Don't worry, Master Xu, we both have our own sense of propriety and won't be reckless."

Xu Chongzhen, the swordsman of the Eight Immortals, vaguely heard the meaning of their words, and Jiang Wen also knew to some extent what they were thinking. These two people were probably convinced of the demeanor of worldly masters they had created, and wanted to test themselves in the name of asking for advice from the younger generation. They lost.

They are not embarrassed and are not afraid of blame. Winning is an even greater achievement.

As Jiang Wen's mind raced, the opponent's robes began to vibrate and sway, and he raised his hand and punched out.

As the Beiming Qi of the Tanzhong Qi Sea filled and circulated, like the essence, the old monks each stretched out a palm and pushed it forward, constantly clashing with the strange-shaped fists of the gray-robed man, and let out dull thunderous sounds.

Bang bang sound, the movement of the man in gray robe became faster and faster with luck, and the fight between the two became more and more fierce. No matter how ignorant others were, they could see that the man in gray robe regarded the old monk as someone who would not fight back.

The punching bag who never retaliates has practiced his fierce and swift fist and kick skills to the extreme.

Jiang Wen, who was fighting against the gray-robed man, felt it even more obvious. He relied on Beiming's true energy to protect his body, so that such a simple fist and kick fight did not cause the risk of vomiting blood and losing all the veins. He could also feel the gray-robed man's gestures and feet.

The strength is getting stronger and stronger, gradually becoming one from head to toe, turning upside down like convergence and rotation.

Jiang Wen initially thought that the other party was using Tai Chi or other Kung Fu, but he quickly denied this guess. This person obviously just brought a kind of "strength", as stated in the "Tai Chi Sutra": "

There should be no defects, no concavities and convexities, no discontinuities."

More specifically, the so-called full strength is not exclusive to Tai Chi, but relies on rigorous punching rules to allow each fulcrum of the triangle to move at the same time when the body exerts force, and each side to shorten or lengthen at the same time, so that the deformation and force are stable and integrated.

, the shot was flawless.

Jiang Wen relied on his unparalleled martial arts attainments to see through the secrets, and gradually tested the opponent's strength with a Yang finger. Seeing that the moves were not successful, the gray-robed man's expression gradually turned solemn, and the strange-shaped fists in his hands kept turning sideways.

The palm is like a knife, using its strength to fight against the Yang finger.

The two were deep into the sparring, and the man in gray robe suddenly withdrew with a strange chirp, flipping like a jackdaw caught in the rain, occupying the treetops and fluttering his feathers, and the whole tree was shaken by it, and like a kite falling into the water, rising up from the shore, and landing on the shore.

The boat swayed and water splashed, and the whole boat was shaking unsteadily. At this time, he punched out his hands like beaks, and the flawless strength surged repeatedly, and huge force burst out through the gap. The combined attack of the body, waist and hands actually had

An earth-shattering feeling!

The man in gray robe felt that he had exerted unprecedented power and hit the opponent with such certainty that his eyes suddenly turned black and his whole body was depleted. He could even crack a monument or crack a stone.

"Donor, at such a young age, you are able to combine movement and stillness, distinguish between reality and reality, and integrate hardness and softness into one body. You can also display infinite strength with every inch of strength and energy. You must have a family background in it..."

The hoarse and low voices came from the old monks. Several old monks who bowed their heads did not show any fluctuations. Their power seemed to be transmitted into the depths of the unbearable earth. He was also shocked in his heart and had no choice but to be honest.

said.

"What the seniors are saying is that the junior Huang Liang was born in a small village at the foot of Mount Emei. What he has learned since he was a child is only the superficial martial arts taught by his elders from generation to generation, which makes you laugh..."

Although he was speaking modestly at this time, his tone was full of pride. He was obviously quite confident in his martial arts, and he accepted all the praises from the old monks.

"Why should the benefactor be too modest? This Zonghe Fist is truly wonderful, and it is also an eye-opener for the old monks..."

"Zonghe Fist?"

Listening to Jiang Wen's comments, the man in gray robe murmured in astonishment, and then quickly used an indifferent attitude to cover up the slight flaw. Unfortunately, his every move did not escape Jiang Wen's sight——

Strange, does this person not know what kind of martial arts he is learning?

The so-called "strength" of Zonghequan refers to the "elasticity" erupted through the rapid contraction of human muscle tissue just like before. Some masters of Zonghequan with profound skills only need to hit the opponent when they fight.

Any part of the body will cause the opponent to feel paralyzed like an electric shock, or be knocked down and thrown several feet away.

Zonghe Fist is supposed to be one of the White Crane Fists, but the kung fu performed by Huang Liang, a man in gray robe, has tampered with the good Crane Fist beyond recognition, and the progress of the moves is not complete. If it is learned by ordinary people,

Throughout his life, he has only practiced a few tricks of the crop, but it is difficult for Huang Liang to understand the hidden "Zonghe Jin" from them and turn this rotten skill into a miracle.

The old monks were silent for a moment and continued to speak slowly: "This martial arts is infinitely mysterious, and the donor should learn more about it. If you have time, you might as well go deeper into Mount Emei..."

After Jiang Wen said this, he refused to say a word more, leaving Huang Liang, the man in gray robe, to freeze on the spot and deep in thought. His mind was filled with all this information, and he entered into mysterious speculations.

"That's it, thank you seniors!"

Regarding this, Jiang Wen is not just talking nonsense. At least he has long ago known through Yan Yongchun and Yuan Ziyi that the five masters of the famous crane boxing are living in seclusion in Mount Emei. This beautiful and hidden Zonghe boxing must be the same as the masters.

Her old man is related - as for whether this unlucky child can find the five masters, that is none of his business.

Just after dealing with Huang Liang's Zong He Fist, another young man with a generous hand stepped forward, came to the old monks sitting cross-legged, and spoke in a rough voice.

"Old monk, I know you are knowledgeable and skilled. I don't intend to make a fool of myself in public today, but I can't be a coward either!"

Before he finished speaking, the Eight Immortals Swordsmen looked at each other angrily, and Huang Liang scratched his head in embarrassment. It was obvious that both of them had been hit by the map and had nothing to do with this guy who spoke so freely.

The young man put up his posture nonchalantly and shouted: "As long as you can defeat me in one move today and tell me the origin of my martial arts, I, Jian Fu, will stop immediately and I will do what I say."

"Amitabha……"

As the old monk's desolate Buddha chant sounded, the current meaning was self-evident, and Jian Fu, who looked like a boy from a peasant family, had also taken action boldly.

Facing Jian Fu's menacing punch, Jiang Wen originally planned to use the soft palm power of Wuluo Qingyan Palm to neutralize it. After all, he had already used many martial arts today and successfully shaped Xitan Temple into a Zen martial arts.

To learn how a holy land should look, you cannot rely on habit to use the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms to overcome strength.

But as soon as they had a fight, Jiang Wen knew that the person in front of him was not as honest as he appeared. After a few punches, what seemed to be a fierce and stubborn punch hit his hand, but it turned out to be another cunning and vicious symbol.

Taking advantage of the old monk's palm movements to slash diagonally, Jian Fu's left and right hands actually drew eight characters one after another at the same time, continuously going backwards along the path of Jiang Wen's palm!

Looking from the left, I saw Jian Fu's right hand with the palm facing up, moving forward to the left until it reached the throat level and grabbing the vital part; looking from the right, Jian Fu's left hand instantly turned into a fist, and the palm of his hand was as fast as lightning.

Go all the way back down to the left, and you will immediately grab the old monk's waist!

These two palm techniques were extremely cunning and cunning, hurting people unprepared. They attacked two key points in parallel, making it impossible to guard against them. Jiang Wen felt that the top two of the so-called four masters of the Pingxi Palace just took advantage of the preference and strength of the troops.

Taking advantage of the weapons at hand, when it comes to martial arts, the latter two young men are probably the rising stars.

Jian Fu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he was about to use his strength to grab the old monk and break the formation, but suddenly he felt pain in his hands. A pair of skinny palms grabbed him and pressed them imperceptibly on his Hegu point.

I felt numb, sore, and unbearable all of a sudden, and the move was broken when I changed hands.

"The donor's hand does not have a fist shape, so he uses the palm shape to do it. He can also practice spitting messages from poisonous snakes without leaving any trace. He must have put in a lot of hard work, but it is a pity that the snake shape has too many flaws. The old monks happen to know better.

The Eagle Claw Method..."

Jiang Wen Yunshan said misty words, and he could tell at a glance that what Jian Fu was learning was the secret snake hand of the inner family, but he didn't know whether it was because he was restricted from learning from his master, or because his master died early, so his moves were strictly based on the formula.

, so he takes the path of winning by surprise. Once he encounters a knowledgeable expert, he will inevitably be a little overwhelmed.

"Eagle Claw Kung Fu? I seem to have heard of it sometime..."

Jian Fu hesitated and refused to believe it, and thought about Jiang Wen's words.

But what's interesting is that because Jiang Wen was used to casually saying the name "Snake-shaped Trickster", he thought that the other party would refute, but he didn't expect that Jian Fu also murmured to himself in joy, and was quite interested in this name.

There is a feeling of love that cannot be put down.

Then the two young masters looked at each other, and the cunning in their eyes could not be hidden.

...What on earth is going on? These two people have a close relationship together. Is it because they only learned vague martial arts and practiced all unclear moves?

"Huh? No wonder these two people went around asking for advice, and finally broke into Prince Pingxi's Mansion..."

Xu Chongzhen, the Eight Immortal Swordsman, murmured to himself. He was born in a famous Wudang family and guessed the truth at this time. You must know that the understanding of these two people is outstanding, and the martial arts they learned are actually hidden. They are loved by God. This makes other people who practice hard

It was so unbearable to be defeated by them in Kung Fu. At this moment, his teeth were itching with hatred. He only wished that he was not a blind monk, so that he could not see these two people and give them a kick.

At this time, Jiang Wen finally understood that these two young men really did not come to learn martial arts secretly, but because the old monk had previously held back his moves and wanted to use them to learn from each other and break through his own bottlenecks in martial arts.

Fan also secretly learned the origin of his own martial arts, and took advantage of the situation to plan a path for the future.

The expressions of the two young men were a little cunning. If they really met the seniors in the world, they wouldn't be able to care too much at this time. They could only tie up their hands and be used by others. Unfortunately, what they met today was not some worldly master, but someone who could not take advantage of them.

Even if you get a bargain, you will suffer a loss. Jiang Wenjiang Zulu, the "gentleman's sword" with the golden sword Luo Yuantong, has always been a gentleman since ancient times. His specialty is to trick people with words and deceive them...

"Two benefactors, do you often compete with each other and learn from each other? Do you feel that each other's martial arts are very useful as a reference, but you only hate the endless knowledge?"

The old monks spoke slowly, their voices filled with countless desolation and desolation, and in the words they said, they were greeted with countless surprises.

Huang Liang and Jian Fu were stunned when they heard this. Unexpectedly, the silent old monks spoke again, and they quickly asked overjoyed: "Huh? How did the seniors know about this?"

The old monks sighed with sighs, and naturally they would not tell them that the two men's martial arts were obviously imitating each other. The sound of wind, thunder, bells and drums was accompanied by another stick of incense, and they answered slowly.

"The old monks cut off their hair and went to the mountains in their early years without caring about worldly affairs. They wanted to bring these things to the coffin, but they did not expect that by chance, they would meet the descendants of the two families by chance. The consequences of worldly affairs are true..."

This time, even the Eight Immortals Swordsmen pricked up their ears and listened carefully. They felt that although the old monks sitting cross-legged in front of them were withered, they were as unpredictable as the deep mountains and deep valleys. What they were about to say would also come out like water.

Shocked.

"Amitabha... Thirty years ago, the old monks were lucky enough to witness the emergence of a martial arts on Qingcheng Mountain, but it was neither a crane nor a snake, with eight unique steps..."

"Neither a crane nor a snake? Has eight unique steps?"
To be continued...