Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 223

"How credible is the news you've heard?"

At the corner of Xitan Temple, there are a few solitary buildings scattered out of the outside world. Occasionally, pilgrims who stray into it will rest and chat beside the side, relieve the soreness of walking all day after going up the mountain, and be responsible for the firewood delivery. The mountain people who carry goods often stop here, stop for a while and then continue their journey.

Hovering by the tree at the foot of the mountain, the shadows were like dry grass swaying in the wind. The few people with the bamboo hats lowered were silent, only one of them said firmly: "Don't worry, I heard it clearly from the monk. That Jiang Liu'er of Jingnan Prince's Mansion is a god." Mysteriously disappeared, he had appeared in Xitan Temple a few days ago, and disappeared suddenly in the past few days, looking at the whole temple, he must have been hidden in this wilderness!"

But the voice of doubt did not stop because of this, instead it was about to lead to a storm of endless debate.

"It doesn't matter where Jiang Liu'er is, the key is how we can win against each other!? Everyone knows the way of mantis catching cicada and oriole behind, but once it is smashed, it will not work in the future."

The man dressed as a young woodcutter kept talking, until he met the cold and fierce eyes on the bearded face, the air was silent for a moment, and finally the woodcutter stopped looking away.

"Hmph, don't get me wrong, the prince asked you to pretend to be invisible in the Xitan Temple. He intended to order you, but what did you do? Do you really think of yourself as a big shot? Tiangang Monk found something out of him, do you still plan to do business when you go back?"

After being reprimanded by the middle-aged Orion, the other three dressed as the woodcutter and the merchant remained silent, showing some surprise on their faces, but they did not dare to retort. Only the other young man behind the merchant still seemed a little resentful.

It was none other than the five people who were quietly gathered at this time, the four masters of the Pingxi Palace, namely "Goose Wing Sword" King He Dao, "Eight Immortal Swordsman" Xu Chongzhen and his younger brother, "Zonghe Boxing" Huang Liang, "Snake Swordsman" Tricky-looking "Jian Fu, right now he has assembled the most powerful force in the palace, obviously it will not be as simple as going out to enjoy the flowers.

When Jiang Wen was on the move, the others were not idle, and there was already an undercurrent raging under the stagnant pool of Xitan Temple.

People in the rivers and lakes often have a strange intuition, just like the cold light in each other's eyes, they can't hide what they really want to say.Once the masters of the rivers and lakes in Pingxi Palace acted, their efficiency was naturally not slow, and they locked Jiang Wen's location in half a day.

The masters of the Pingxi Palace headed by He Daowang decided to remove the obvious obstacles first, and create a guarantee for their purpose of this trip.

For this reason, King He Dao even used the name of Pingxi Palace to forcefully gather the other three masters who seem to be in harmony with each other, including Huang Liang and Jian Fu who are fascinated by the chance of the two immortals of the turtle and crane, and they will not let the Eight Immortals swordsman Xu Chongzhen brother.

However, Huang Liang and Jian Fu felt very disapproving of this matter, and with the style of King He Dao who was born in the army, there was a lot of estrangement between their actions and the people in their arena, and there were many quarrels on weekdays.

In their eyes, the old monks of Tiangang monks are mysterious and extraordinary, they are earth-shattering when they strike, and they are calm when they return to seclusion. It’s time to dissipate their martial arts, otherwise they can only prove that their martial arts are so high that the sound of the voice is invisible and the elephant is invisible, which makes the world unbelievable——

In the face of such a great opportunity, who is in the mood to fight to the death for trivial matters?

It's a pity that the few of them are the followers of Pingxi Palace after all. King He Dao added the royal decree this time, and Princess Pingxi didn't show any specific instructions or objections, so they can only give enough face.

"He Dao Wang, it's not that our brothers disapprove of you, but you have to make it clear what you want to do, otherwise, if you falsely convey the meaning of the prince and princess, how will we know the truth?"

"Snake-shaped hand" Jian Fu sneered and expressed the doubts in the hearts of several people. It is more than enough for the four of them to join forces to deal with King He Dao. The only reason for them to obey orders is the mountain of King Pingxi, no matter what You have to prevent the opponent from pulling the tiger's skin to make a big banner.

"Hmph, these few people have been working so hard to 'investigate the military situation' recently, and the right and wrong in the process are naturally seen by the palace, but it is not a solution to continue like this, more and more masters are gathered in Xitan Temple, if you don't do something , It will be too late to regret if you miss the opportunity.”

King He Dao lowered his voice, raised his eyes and glanced at a few people at this moment, and suddenly asked: "Today, He asked a few people, who is the most difficult person to deal with in Xitan Temple at this time?"

This question is a bit acute, and people in the Jianghu usually would rather admit defeat than admit defeat, but this question is right in front of them, and it only needs to be considered comprehensively, and the result will naturally not be too difficult to come to.

The "Eight Immortal Swordsman" Xu Chongzhen was mature and prudent, and took the lead to put down his burden and analyze: "There are powerful enemies in Xitan Temple, and in my humble opinion, the most difficult ones to deal with are naturally the mysterious 36 Tiangang monks and the unfathomable Miaobao Dharma King." .”

At this time, the dispute between monks and Taoists was fully revealed. In Taoist Xu Chongzhen's view, these confusing monks are natural enemies, and the fear in his heart naturally comes first, while "Zonghequan" Huang Liang is a little behind. objection.

"No, in terms of the origin of martial arts in Kangzang, how can it compare with the great Central Plains? This Miaobao Dharma King is just a man who pretends to be a ghost. The most difficult person to deal with in Xitan Temple, I think only 36 Tiangang monks, Anyway, if I don’t fight, I will fight them to seek death.”

"Zonghequan" Huang Liang and "Snake-shaped Hand" Jian Fu looked at each other and nodded. The two of them were in the Wei Tuo Hall that day, they had directly confronted the old monk's edge, and also experienced the miraculous martial arts. The awe and amazement are naturally greater than the Miaobao Dharma King who has only seen from a distance.

"Being scared out of your wits so easily?"

King He Dao sneered coldly, his eyes slightly narrowed showing a faint evil spirit, "He is not afraid of being seriously injured, are you so afraid of death?"

"It's hard to say. Just because you're not afraid of death doesn't mean you can beat them."

Brother Xu Chongzhen, the "Eight Immortal Swordsman" poked his head out unconvinced, "It's just that Jiang Liuer, who my brother and I met at the foot of the mountain, has far surpassed your martial arts, and at this time, he has the banner of Jingnan Prince's Mansion to protect his body. I don't think so." It’s easier to deal with than the 36 Tiangang monk.”

Xu Chongzhen signaled his brother not to talk nonsense with his eyes, but his brother was still angry and ignored his hint at all, and was stopped by his brother immediately after he finished speaking.

"Yingfeng, since you're not talking to the other masters, don't talk nonsense!"

This face is not for King He Dao, but for Prince Pingxi’s mansion. Xu Chongzhen said while saying, but he also admitted in his heart that what the younger brother said is very reasonable. Everyone here is making judgments based on their own experience, with different emphases , there will naturally be different views.

However, even if the opinions of several people are not the same, there is an undoubted common category in their statements, that is, the "36 Tiangang monks" who have been dormant and lurking in Xitan Temple for many years. Where, just existence is enough to make them walk on eggshells.

"Great opinions, anyway, it seems that there is no objection to the threat to the Tiangang monk."

He Daowang ignored the intentional provocation of the swordsman junior, and said calmly, "The six old monks are many and powerful, and their martial arts are strong. We really can't deal with natural forces, but the power of war is to use the strong to attack the weak. Six We may lose against five, but we may not be able to take advantage of five against one!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into deep thought, and then showed a thoughtful expression, and gradually guessed what King He Dao was referring to.

"Five against one? You mean, our gathering this time is to concentrate on dealing with one person?"

"Zonghequan" Huang Liang frowned slightly, his expression a bit cryptic, "But those old monks usually practice meditation in the Zen temple, and never leave the monk's house. Once they are attacked, they can't hide it from others—if they can't If we win suddenly, we will be besieged on all sides."

"Joke, why should we hit a stone with a pebble?"

King He Dao raised his thick eyebrows, and stared at the Eight Immortals swordsman Xu Chongzhen and his junior with a victorious smile.

"It's thanks to these two people who mentioned Jiang Liuer, a master of the Jingnan Palace, in Lao He's ears every day, so I came up with this method. You see, now we are [-]% sure that he has a relationship with Tiangang Monk. On weekdays, they live in isolation and form their own faction, wouldn't it be the best to use five enemies and one goal..."

After the voice fell silent, these sneaky shadows dressed as mountain folks involuntarily followed King He Dao to look up at the cliff, looking at the dilapidated mountain house halfway up the mountain like a treasure hunt.

"You don't need to look for it. The person we are looking for is now on this cliff. As long as we can restrain him, we will have a way to make a few Tiangang monks obediently—they are always reluctant to part with such a handsome junior from the master's school, because Some small things are broken outside, right?"

As soon as King He Dao said this, several other people gasped.

Although such an unscrupulous style is disgusting, it is hard to guard against, and the chances of winning are not low.

The five first-class masters do their calculations with their minds, and even if they are masters of knives, they will inevitably suffer from a sudden attack by their own side. Once the situation falls into a pre-arranged situation, it is really certain to break the situation. It is not impossible for Yu to take the opportunity to deceive the clues of Guihe Erxian.

Breathing gradually increased, and several people seemed to be a little resistant to such behavior, but some special emotions had begun to affect their judgment—maybe it was the desire for martial arts secrets, or the temptation to become famous, or Maybe it was an opportunity to fight to the death with the masters of the rivers and lakes, which made them less opposed to this plan.

The mountain house stands quietly on the hillside of Manyue Peak, with bamboo trees swaying gently on both sides, and furtive figures have already lurked around the side.

Several people took off the homemade clothes of hunters and mountain people that were used as a cover, and the rest of them were hastily empty-handed. Only King He Dao took out the long knife weapon that was not easy to be seen from the shoulder pole and held it firmly in his hand.

King He Dao leaned against the stone wall to show his eyes, and the other people also quickly found a hidden location, as if they surrounded the outside of the house, so he stretched out his fingers and knocked on the door panel, making a dull thumping sound Voice.

"Master, we are here to bring you firewood."

Imitating the accent of the local mountain people, King He Dao narrowed his eyes slightly, and listened to the sound of footsteps from far to near, and slowly opened the rough door, revealing a thin, dark old face and a bald forehead.

"Amitabha, the benefactor just put the firewood at the door, and the money and food can be collected from the prison monk in the warehouse."

Master An Ren opened the door and thanked him. Suddenly he heard the sound of a fierce breaking wind, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a gleaming weapon that was heading straight for his forehead. The roaring sound was endless, and he could almost feel it. A piercing pain.

This knife was cut against the door panel, and half of the old monk's head was exposed. If he was not careful, he would be in a miserable state, and it seemed that he had no way out.

Venerable An Ren faced the steel knife head on, and the monk's robe suddenly flung out from his body, turning into a flapping black shadow to block his sight, then bent down and rolled away, defusing the attack by sticking to the ground.

The saber failed to hit, but smashed into the wooden door of the mountain house, and it was stuck for a while, and Master An Ren was unambiguous when he saw this, and swung out a Buddhist Fist of Subduing Demons. The wind was strong and fierce, and for a while, he was no longer a skinny and ugly old monk, but suddenly a Buddhist king who stood upright.

The other people who had settled down frowned and stared, not knowing why King He Dao wanted to attack the old monk, but they heard his angry reprimand immediately.

"Hurry up and do it! This monk Anren is not weak in martial arts, if you don't get rid of him first, you will definitely scare the snake!"

Weapon masters are often biased, and at this time, he was a little embarrassed. King He Dao returned the sword to save him, but the sword refused to obey. He came again with the Big Arhat Fist, Lao Lao's body was as tight as a bow, his fists and feet were magnificent and majestic.

"Hey! Where did the thief come from!"

Venerable An Ren exhaled a turbid breath, showing a look of glaring King Kong. The other masters also knew that they were dragged into the water at this time. If they didn't take down this old monk quickly, they would jump into the Yellow River later. The explanation was unclear, so they all resorted to martial arts to besiege them, and finally rescued King He Dao, who had fallen into a disadvantage in close hand-to-hand combat.

In the melee boxing and kicking, I have to say that each of them has their own strengths. Zong He's fist touches the body like electricity and leaves immediately, and the snake-shaped hands are entangled and entangled, making it difficult to find traces. The Wudang Drunken Fist of the same source was released to avoid the reality and attack the emptiness, and surrounded Master Anren like a hundred flowers in full bloom, fists and feet became faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, the old monk's Fumoquan and Arhatquan were buried, left to block the right The branch is full of loopholes, and the only thing left is to stand still and resist with difficulty.

Now that the soldiers are very fast, everyone doesn't know if Jiang Liu'er has found out in the house, but it is extremely dangerous to alarm this old monk, let alone delaying it any longer.

"He Dao Wang, you can go to seize the opportunity, we will deal with it here!"

The siege of four people was afraid of accidental injury and it would be inconvenient to use the sword, so King He Dao took the sword and ran through the formation, trying to pass through Master Anren and enter the house, but a strange thing happened, even though the four masters besieged Master Anren with the upper hand, the old monk There was almost no chance to fight back, but they blocked the door and refused to retreat a step. The four of them were unable to take down the old monk for a long time.

"No, this old monk is weird!"

King He Dao squinted his eyes and found that Master Anren's martial arts methods were very strange. Facing the extreme danger of being besieged by the crowd, he still opened and closed his shots, neither dodging nor dodging, and his thin and short body was hit by the fist. There was only a muffled sound like a broken drum when the flesh was slapped on the palm of his body. There was no discomfort in appearance, but a bit of strength rose out of thin air.

King He Dao has also seen this kind of kung fu on the battlefield, it is nothing more than being able to withstand some injuries better than ordinary people after horizontal practice and beating.But the appearance of such a person on the battlefield often means that the most exhausting and arduous fighting is about to begin, and it also means that in some invisible places, important people are evacuating or the backbone is about to enter the battlefield.

Master Anren ignored Zonghe's fist, and the cold mountain internal energy in his body suddenly released a strong anti-shock force, resisting the three punches and kicks on his chest, and even tore the snake-shaped hand away from his body when he turned his hand, and then he did not retreat half a step He stood guard at the door of the mountain house, and simply tore off the torn monk's robe on his body, exposing his skin and flesh like gold polished by water, but the inside was unscathed.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher knife."

Master An Ren regained his strength, he still didn't give an inch, but he didn't attack the enemy hard, he always kept his sense of proportion when he made every move.

"Old monk, don't try to play tricks to delay the time, the rescuers you are waiting for have no time to come up now."

He Dao Wang frowned and sneered, and raised his sword to point at the Xitan Temple at the foot of the mountain. Several people also looked curiously, and found that the warehouse on the southeast side of the temple was already billowing with smoke, and the raging fire could be faintly seen from the tile window , Countless ant-like shadows are shuttling through it to carry water, and the important task of fighting the fire has already attracted most of the manpower.

"what?!!!"

The masters were horrified, Master An Ren's eyes were tearing apart, he let several people around him punch and kick, but his head and neck kept looking down the mountain, as if these fists and feet had nothing to do with him, Instead, the hall below the mountain was on fire, and it was burning violently on his body.

"Hey master, please stop your hand obediently, I have no choice but to."

Jian Fu usually looked slick, but at this time he was the first to feel sorry for him. He looked down on King He Dao's unscrupulous behavior. To achieve his goal, he used arson and sneak attack.

King He Dao sneered coldly: "Hmph, this master is not stubborn at all, he is probably trying to deceive people!"

With a wave of the long knife in his hand, he suddenly smashed the window of the mountain house. Under the splash of wood and stone, the interior of the simple house of the mountain house was already in sight. A figure in white clothes like snow was sitting quietly in the house at this moment. Suddenly, his incomparably cold eyes turned to the few people outside the house.

Seeing the situation, Venerable An Ren took a few steps back, took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart, and said to several people.

"The old monk doesn't know why you are here, but there is no one else in the room, and the martial arts are good, so you don't come here on purpose to make an enemy of an old monk and a weak girl on the mountain, right?"

"Where is the woman from Prince Jingnan's Mansion inside? King He Dao, your news is not accurate at all, the master we are looking for is not here."

The snake-shaped hand Jian Fu is tricky and vicious in martial arts, but his mind is still pure and simple. He took the lead to stop the siege, and turned his head to look at King He Dao in embarrassment, "You are so aggressive to find us, but you have found the wrong way, right? !"

However, Jian Fu's doubts didn't last long. The actions of the people around him were indeed faster and more ruthless, as if they were expressing some kind of emotion. He could clearly see Huang Liang's sneer and Xu Chongzhen's panic. In the end, until the end, what he noticed was the face of King He Dao who had succeeded in his conspiracy.

"Brother Jian! If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Don't you understand it to this day?"

"Zonghequan" Huang Liang gritted his teeth slightly and said with a half-smile, "This Mr. He has found out everything, but he just couldn't find out that the master is not at home. Is such a ridiculous thing really possible? I think he is absolutely I did it on purpose!"

King He Dao smiled strangely under his beard, and pointed his long knife at the girl in the room, showing a winner's smile.

"That's right, I really can't hide this matter from a few of you. In the final analysis, if you weren't too obsessed with fairy tales, you wouldn't have been deceived by He in a few words."

Compared with Huang Liang's pretended calmness, Xu Chongzhen's panic was even more indescribable.

"What courage! What courage! King He Dao, I didn't expect you to lie to us to come and work together, let alone you dare to make your own claim without telling the princess! It's all fake to arrest Jiang Liuer and threaten Tiangang monk Yes, you are clearly here for the family members of Prince Jingnan's mansion in the house! You are plotting against us!"

Xu Chongzhen looked at his junior brother, the sense of fear made it hard for him to breathe, he had already guessed eighty-nine points of King He Dao's plan, this man simply dragged the four of them into the water on purpose, and he wanted to count Jingnan Palace into it!
Earlier, He Dao Wang said that if he wanted to deal with the 36 Tiangang monks, he had to subdue the master swordsmen first, but he didn't complete his words.There is an unspoken sentence in the back, if you want to deal with sword masters, you can also seize the hostages of Prince Jingnan's mansion first!

Such an interlocking plan, the final result is a chance to break the game without bloodshed, and with He Dao Wang's character, Xu Chongzhen guessed that he would never be stingy with killing the killer and blaming Xitan Temple until this matter became a big deal. The chaos that is most beneficial to the interests of Pingxi Palace!

Xu Chongzhen had to be afraid, and he had to be afraid!
Putting blame on others and confusing the public are clever tricks, but now they are in the midst of it, and if they are careless, they will lose everything. I am afraid that I will bear the joint strangulation of the two major forces of Pingxi Palace and Jingnan Palace!

"How can you act like this! I...I can't do it..."

Jian Fu looked at the room blankly, surrounded by a huge sense of absurdity, but the more absurd and bizarre scenes around him did not stop.

He saw the old monk at the door crumbling under the onslaught of the storm, his water-polished golden body was like a broken statue of the Vajra Guardian, and the orchid-like girl in the room seemed to be completely unaware of the danger, sitting quietly in front of the window. It looks like a white porcelain statue of Water Moon Avalokitesvara, and its thoughts are reflected in the slightest ripples in the pond.

The flickering eyes of several people were like dim candles, and the illuminated figures swayed between the junction of light and darkness, and there seemed to be a trace of blood hidden under their feet.

The masters of Pingxi Palace fell into a deep silence.They don't know why the old monk is still stubbornly resisting. Man Yuefeng has no way out. They are in such a dangerous situation with few enemies and many enemies. ——And where will all of this go, it just depends on a fleeting thought...

The boundary between silence and madness became more and more blurred. King He Dao once again cut through the ruins of the mountain house with a knife. The dust was rising all over the ground but it was difficult to settle. in.

But in a trance, they saw the girl in white in the room dissociate from the silence at that moment, and waved a cloud of air with her hands, as if the gate of heaven was opening in front of their eyes...

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