Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 61

The green smoke in Huixian Temple is lingering, and the sun shines obliquely into the house in the early morning of autumn, like clouds and mist.

"Master Yuanhua! The junior is here to visit again!"

Jiang Wenke politely put a bag of fried chestnuts on the pine wood tribute table, and knocked on the half-hidden inner door.

After a while, an old Taoist priest with white beard and hair stepped out from the door. With a wave of his blue robe sleeves, he pocketed the fried chestnuts.

Jiang Wen led two disciples into the inner gate, walked through the main hall and into the alchemy room in the backyard. The strong smell of medicinal herbs penetrated his nostrils. It is no need to guess that the old Taoist priest has already refined the medicine.

"come in."

The old Taoist calmly took the pulse of Hong Wending and Fu Ningdie one after another, and after a moment of meditation, he picked up a pen and wrote down a few Chinese medicines, and then slowly said: "The residue of bone-rotting poison has almost been eliminated. In the next days, I will cultivate more Tonic, repair the damaged foundation, there is no other serious problem."

After hearing this, Fu Ningdie ran out of the house with a happy smile, happy that she didn't have to chop firewood and carry water every day.

As a novice who doesn't know anything, the bone rotting poison has little effect on her, which is equivalent to catching a cold.

But for Hong Wending, the bone rotting poison slowly corrodes the foundation of martial arts, and the higher the martial arts, the greater the influence. This time, his kung fu has been regressed for more than a year.

Fortunately, his mind was precocious and he was not too depressed.

As the two apprentices went out, Yuan Huazi had already started to take the medicine according to the prescription. Jiang Wen waited boredly, looked at the decoration of the alchemy room, and found that there was a silk painting in the middle of the thatched hut, which depicted Wuyi in detail. The appearance of the true shape map, and one by one with the ink brush to outline the Wuyi peaks and water veins.

"Really, are you studying this Wuyi terrain?" Jiang Wen asked.

The beard on Yuan Huazi's thin face twitched, and he said vaguely, "Well... look at it occasionally..."

"Where is this looking? It's clearly a search for dragons and acupoints. My real man, if you find something good, remember to give me credit for it."

"Nonsense! Don't be greedy!"

Yuan Huazi stopped dispensing the medicine, "I, Immortal Master Bai Yuchan of the Ziyang School, presided over the Nanchong You Temple in the Great King Peak and the Zhizhi Nunnery in the West Peak. The immortal master once said that the magic of immortality is hidden in Wuyi Mountain. It will cause endless harm and must be destroyed."

Jiang Wen snorted, thinking that he is a moral gentleman certified by Master Jipo, and the treasure map of Southern Shaolin is entrusted to me for safekeeping, so why would he be greedy for other things.

Jiang Wen said with some headaches: "Why is it that you can live forever? The demon monk said that you can become a Buddha here, and you said that you can live forever here. Then there is a Confucian legend. I think the three religions can be confused."

Yuan Huazi smiled when he heard the words, and pointed to a half-covered book on the table: "Confucianism? It has come a long time ago. Zhu Xi, the master of Confucianism, once gave lectures at Chongyou Temple in Wuyi Mountain, and he and Bai Yuchan were teachers of each other. Brothers are commensurate and have contacts with each other."

"Immortal Master Bai Yuchan once revealed the secret of longevity inadvertently, which made Zhu Xi's Taoist heart stronger in his later years. Due to his status as a Confucian master, he expressed his envy of immortality in his words. He wanted to ask Dan from Immortal Master Bai Yuchan several times. Taoism, all of which were declined. Later, he believed that it was hidden in the evolution of the Book of Changes, and under the pseudonym Zou Xin, a Taoist priest from Kongtong, tried his best to study "San Tong Qi" but found nothing, and since then cited it as a lifelong regret."

Jiang Wen opened the book on the table, and it turned out to be the handwritten Zhu Xi's annotation "Zhou Yi Refers to the Same Agreement and Examines the Differences".

The old Taoist was just seeing the eighth chapter of Distinguishing Evil and Righteousness, which read "I don't sleep day and night, and the darkness never stops.The body is tired day by day, in a trance-like state. 】

Underneath this passage, the manuscript is marked in teeny-headed lowercase script: [Magic barriers, or demons and evils, or turning into beautiful women to cut their hearts, or spying on Shen Anweiding, or seeing the evil husband Qu Yan, or watching the return of the great man. 】

This paragraph of words was suddenly written on this Danjing, which seemed a little weird.

Jiang Wen thought about the strangeness carefully, it was like a nightmare after a sudden awakening was mixed in an academic book, for no reason.Especially after writing all kinds of absurd and bizarre scenes, I deliberately added the vague "return of the master" at the end, which seemed to be a warning to something...

"Jiang Wen."

Yuan Huazi's voice was like a slap in the face, waking up Huangshen Jiang Wen. Only then did he realize that he had covered the text with his hands, and pressed his fingers deeply as if he wanted to buckle the page of the album.

"Sorry, I'm fascinated."

"It's okay, you can get away so easily, it's beyond the old man's expectation."

The old Taoist handed him the medicine, put the book away calmly, and reminded him: "Since you made a fuss in the ancient city of Minyue, many people have come to Chong'an County overtly and covertly. "

Jiang Wen nodded: "When I come out of the arena again this time, there will always be a day when I will become famous, and I have already prepared for this situation."

The old Taoist smiled slightly and said, "I forgot about this. You said for three years that you would retire from the world, and I thought you were going to become a monk to practice Taoism—otherwise, why didn't you honestly marry a wife?"

"It's up to you!"

Jiang Wen said angrily, "You are an old bachelor yourself, how dare you laugh at me for not having a wife?"

Yuan Huazi was not annoyed, he turned his head and looked at the real shape of Wuyi painted on the wall, and fell silent.

"Really, you don't set foot in Jianghu, how do you know that someone is inquiring about me?" Jiang Wen asked.

The old Taoist said without moving his eyes: "Although I am an old Taoist, I guard Huixian Temple alone, but my brothers and sisters are all walking around the rivers and lakes. Recently, because of Gansu, Shanxi, Henan and Shandong, we have worshiped a "vacuum hometown, lifeless old mother" Ancient Buddha, so I often write letters to contact..."

Yuan Huazi said a lot of news inadvertently, and then suddenly stopped the car, "What are you doing asking about this? It's okay, I'll serve tea to see off the guests."

Jiang Wen chuckled, even though the old Taoist priest pushed and pushed him, he didn't move a muscle.

"Renren, I actually want to come here this time to ask for a skill. Recently, there are some shortages to teach apprentices. I remember that you have a cheat book of "Rouyun Sword Manual" before you here, Daren? Can you lend me two copies? sky?"

"A certain person in Jiang teaches apprentices, and you come to fight the old way's autumn wind?!"

Yuan Huazi blew his beard and stared at him in anger again, "Obviously he knows so much kung fu, and there are those miraculous skills of moving acupoints and borrowing force, and miraculous lightness kung fu, wouldn't it be enough to just teach one!"

Jiang Wen spotted the collection of books on the bookshelf, took them away and hid them in his arms, and then started running around.

"Don't hit, don't hit, my kung fu is too advanced, it's useless! A shot is a killing skill, how can it be passed on to a child lightly! Wait, why do my words sound like a charlatan?"

Although Rouyun Sword came from the Wudang sect, it has been widely circulated in the Jianghu.For example, in Jiangling City, there are masters who are famous for their soft cloud sword. Most of them learn simple and complicated moves, so there is no risk of stealing their masters.

The old Taoist was merciless in dealing with thieves, and beat them with his whisk.

When he came outside the main hall, Jiang Wen glanced at the sword manual and picked up a broom from the corner.

"Bold thief! Look at me blocking the river with iron locks!"

The old Taoist priest Yuan Huazi shook off his whisk, and blocked Jiang Wen's way with a move of "Iron Lock Blocking the River", while the master Jiang swung his broom around, and entangled the silk with a move of "Spring Rain of Apricot Blossoms". Silk dust.

"Scholar's business can be called stealing... Pick me Xinghua Chunyu!"

After making the first move, Jiang Wen turned his hand and threw down the broom head, followed the posture of the second move, suddenly called out the move, then pulled out the bamboo pole, and stabbed around the body with the "jade belt apron", the swordsmanship was like soft silk Continuous, continuous spring rain, a set of good swordsmanship is already impressive.

"What do you think of this jade belt apron?"

"Eating seasoned continuous piercing through the heart!"

The old Taoist saw through the trick, and deliberately threw down the whisk without any surprise. His old palms were as soft as snow, and he slapped the bamboo pole away with incomparable timing, and fought with Jiang Wen with his bare hands.

"Good trick, look at the broken jade and broken tiles of the master!"

"Nonsense, when did you learn the Po Yuquan!"

"Hey, I lied to you."

Hong Wending and Fu Ningdie were dumbfounded, watching an old man and a young man exchanging skills there.

My master is a beginner who is just practicing, and the Taoist old man is bluffing. The two people's voices are one after another reporting the name of the move. I really don't know why they suddenly started fighting.

On the other hand, Xiao Daotong passed by carrying the medicine bag, stopped and said with a little emotion.

"It's only when Master Jiang comes over that Master will be so happy."

(End of this chapter)