Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 91

A thin figure on the mountain road in the distance has gone to a vague distance, making it hard to see clearly.On the entire Manting Peak, he was the only one who was able to stumble forward.

The rest, even Jiang Wen and Liujia God General, were still unable to take such a close step, and were restrained in place because of the fight.

The distance of thirty to fifty feet seems to have separated the two worlds.

"Really, I'll hold them back, go up and see if the person in front is your apprentice!"

Jiang Wen said without hesitation, even in the face of the siege of six people, he has no fear—but mentally despising the enemy cannot change the status quo of his own internal energy consumption.

There are so many weirdnesses in this mountain, and Yuan Huazi never heard about it thoroughly with Jiang, so he simply threw this unsure task back to the old Taoist priest.

The mountain road in front of him was in a trance as if shrouded in tulle. The old Taoist priest walked forward with his hair loose, pinching his fingers and chanting some words. He was chanting mantras to drive away tigers and leopards, exorcise ghosts and evil spirits, and hurried towards the distant figure.

The God General Liujia had ordered the mountain to be closed earlier, and at this time he also wanted to chase the old Taoist priest to stop him from going to the Immortal Feast Altar ahead, but Jiang Wen blocked the six people with a backhand palm, instead of letting them escape from the battle.

Just as Jiang Wen was trying to fight the enemy, Yuan Huazi also encountered trouble.

A short stature boy with a blue complexion stood in front of him, looking at the old Taoist with a ferocious look.He was out of breath after trying his best to rush on the road, but the veins on his hands were bulging, obviously he had already accumulated a lot of energy.

"Really, the fairy banquet ahead has nothing to do with you, so please don't go forward."

Hongyang Shengtong's voice was no longer ethereal, it appeared gloomy and hoarse, with an old man who was completely different from his appearance.

Yuan Huazi looked into the distance worriedly, "The old Taoist never wants to participate in any fairy feast, and there is no fairy feast in this world—I just want to save my apprentice."

The Red Sun Saint Child grinned with contempt on his face.

"At the beginning, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty obtained the stone scriptures in Wuyi Mountain, and then ordered to sacrifice to the Queen Mother of the West in the Chenghua Palace. The handed down blue bird method is in the hands of your sect. If you are not interested in the feast of immortals, why bother to guard the things you stole back then? "

Yuan Huazi said vigilantly: "The blue bird technique has caused endless harm. From Emperor Xuan to Emperor Ai, everyone who used this secret technique died unexpectedly, and it has long since been lost."

The Red Sun Saint Child laughed, and his voice merged into the cold air, forming a hazy sound of wind.

"Don't try to lie to me, the blue bird method was not cut off in the hands of Emperor Ai in the end! It is still recorded in the classics of the Shangqing School that was obtained from the Fushi Youming! But the "Book of Xunyi Shengxian" in my hand is more clearly recorded, In fact, the Shangqing School did not succeed in communicating with Emperor Ai's Yin God, and their records came from another deceased person!"

Yuan Huazi stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and said coldly: "The "Book of Xunyi Shengxian" is the most popular. Luo Chunyi probably went crazy when he saw something he shouldn't have seen in Tao Hongjing's tomb. Will write such absurd things!"

Hongyang Shengtong was noncommittal, looking straight at Yuanhuazi.

"Since real people criticize hypocrisy, why not tell the truth openly and see who is crazy? Do you dare to tell everyone that the blue bird law was finally spoken from the mouth of the dead! And it was issued by the imperial edict. The usurper of Shushu told you this with the shriveled head that you stole and had been hidden in the treasury for more than two hundred years!"

Jiang Wen pricked up his ears and listened from a distance, thinking of the fire in the forbidden arsenal during Emperor Hui of Jin's time.

"Book of Jin Zhang Hua Biography" contains: In October of the fifth year of Yuankang Emperor Hui of Jin Dynasty, the arsenal caught fire, and the treasures of generations, such as Han Gao's Snake Sword, Wang Mang's head, and Confucius' shoes were all burned.When Shi (Zhang) Hua saw the sword flying through the house, he didn't know where it was going.

When the fire broke out, Zhongshu Supervisor Zhang Hua suspected that someone was making trouble, so he ordered people to block the arsenal instead of putting out the fire first.After the fire, Zhang Hua asked people to take stock of the collection, and found that almost all the treasures left by the Han Dynasty had been burned, including the Henkel Snake Sword, Wang Mangtou, and Confucius clogs.

The so-called flying sword in the fire piercing the house is too bizarre. I am afraid that there was a cut in the wall of the house after the fire, which was attached to become a flying sword.Thinking about it carefully, it is clearly a clue left behind by the official historian, a burglary through the house!
According to Hongyang Shengtong, the head he pointed at was Wang Mang's head?

Furthermore, could it be that Yuanhuazi's master planned the fire and stole several treasures from it?But can that head that died 270 years ago at the beginning of the Western Jin Dynasty really speak?

Yuan Huazi said slowly: "It's nonsense."

Hongyang Shengtong was short in stature, but his imposing manner was comparable to that of Yuanhuazi. He continued, "Isn't it ridiculous? I think the fire was too strange, and Zhang Hua's handling of Zhongshu Supervisor is also quite suspicious—write down the fairy tale It is impossible for him who has read "Natural History" not to have heard the legend of the Queen Mother of the West, the blue bird..."

Four words suddenly flashed in Jiang Wen's mind, "Self-defense and self-stealing!"
Could it be that when encountering the fire in the treasury in the palace, the reason for staying still was to leave time for the things to be stolen?

Thinking about it this way, only Zhang Hua, who has a high position and monopoly power, can make the fire appear without warning, and make the internal officials rush to close the case in the face of the traces of theft, leaving only the "Flying Sword" legend that the historian has kept secret.

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Just when Jiang Wen was distracted by shock, he struggled with Luoying Divine Sword Palm for a long time, and the Liujia God, who could only maintain his invincibility, trembled even more. It was as if the water was about to boil, and white gas rose from the skin continuously.

In front of the Immortal Feast Altar, Jiang Wen and the Liujia God Generals were fighting endlessly, fists and palms of both sides were flying, and murderous intentions appeared repeatedly. Yuan Huazi, who was standing in the distance, could see clearly that Jiang Wen had already blocked it with his own strength. Despite the siege from all directions, there was still a calm expression on his face.

The six weirdos in front of them were neither hot nor cold in the cold night, and they were not bruised or damaged by being hit. Under the surface of slobbering, they had a strong internal martial arts cultivation, which made them look so invulnerable to cold and heat.

Suddenly, two Liujia gods stepped forward together, sealing Jiang Wen's face with the move of the fairy palm supporting the cloud, and the other two turned around and attacked instantly with the style of stealing the sky and changing the sun, their movements were neat and neat.

As soon as he fought, Jiang Wen felt that the opponent's strength was stronger. When the sword palm touched, it was like cutting a stone with a sword. He scratched his wrist and fell into a stalemate unexpectedly.

"This is obviously not a fighting method, but a practice method. These six weirdos seem to be caught by something, and they are subconsciously practicing a set of exercises..."

Jiang Wen's intuition is so keen that he instantly noticed the traces of breathing and breathing and the movement of the six meridians. If you don't take apart the red characters on the talismans all over your body, it is obviously a set of magnificent health-preserving exercises.

At this time, even though Jiang Wen always looked down on the Bailian Sect's deceitful and deceitful behavior, he couldn't help but sigh at their extensive collection of exercises.

From the ghostly and bizarre zombie fist to the majestic health-preserving skills, the White Lotus Sect has collected all of them without mercy, and finally used them in fraudulent business.

However, Jiang Wen's expression became more and more strange, and he even faintly smiled.

Jiang Wen heard that he was indeed laughing, and he had to be, because the longer he fought with Liujia God General, the more he knew the source of the attraction when fighting.

"These guys actually have internal strength!"

Luoying Divine Sword Palm volleyed to change moves, and the moment the sword was sheathed, both hands formed claws, and they grasped the forearm of Liujia Shenjiang upside down. His hands were clenched like dragon claws, and there was a stronger suction force than Liujia Shenjiang's fist. It burst out suddenly!

(End of this chapter)