The heavens preach

Liu Baiyuan, Arm King Chuck, Liang Kun, Huang Feihong, Su Can, Mr. Zan, Chen Huashun, Peng Ganwu, and other masters of the northern and southern martial arts all stood up.

"Is that the Taoist who transmitted the sound?"

"very young!"

Even though three days had passed, many of them still couldn't understand how Chen Xixiang managed to enter the room through sound transmission, but the person was not outside the room, which was too unbelievable.

The Taoist approached the seat, his skin was delicate, like jade, exuding a faint luster, he glanced at all the experts present, and said slowly:

"Three days ago, Pindao personally invited eighteen martial arts sects, and none of them was absent today. Finally, everyone is willing to give Pindao this face."

There are a total of 21 people in this seat today.

Except for Chen Xixiang, Li Cunyi, and Gong Baotian, the eighteen others were all invited by Li Cunyi to come to Foshan after a year from the northern and southern martial arts.

Mr. Zan stood up, made a slight bow and said:

"It turned out that the person who only heard his voice three days ago was the real person. Today, the real person is face to face, and we are all here. What the real person wants to do, why don't you just say it outright."

He was greatly shocked by Chen Xixiang three days ago, so there was some respect and awe in his words.

On the seat, Peng Ganwu, the head of another Taiji sect, twirled his beard and looked at Chen Xixiang with a cold smile.

Especially when he glanced at his apprentice Zhao Xinchuan at this time.

Originally, he didn't expect that Zhao Xinchuan could bring him back such a big gift, which explained the unimaginable Kung Fu training method and state he obtained, which made him change his view of his apprentice.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xinchuan was so honest that he actually told him that what he got back for him was only a copy, and the original copy was given to a real Daoist who saved his life.

This is the Taoist today!

After Mr. Zan opened his mouth, Master Yang, the young master of Yang Style Tai Chi Sect, also took a sip of tea, and said: "Today the real person invited the masters from all over the world, why? There have always been deep grievances, especially after I arrived in Foshan, there were more fighting and killing incidents among the disciples of several sects, and finally I had to draw out the elders."

Originally, among the Tai Chi Sect, there were different sects.

Peng, Chen, and Yang's families refused to accept each other, and they all said that they were Tai Chi orthodox, and their grievances and grievances accumulated seriously.

After Ye Wen and Wu Zhongsu saw that all the important figures were present, they had already started to get down to business, talking about today's business.

Immediately afterwards, they looked expectantly at the young Taoist who was being questioned by several sect leaders, and only heard him sigh slowly:

"I invited all of you here today, part of the reason, most of you are clear."

"One is that the Yaoquan lineage is waiting for an opportunity to counterattack the martial arts. The threat is outside. My senior brother Li Cunyi took the initiative to bring up the 'North Fist and South Biography'. He wanted to eliminate the gap between the North and the South. For the sake of future generations, he proposed to establish a 'Chinese Martial Arts Museum'. Let the North and the South All the masters of the various sects have joined in and cultivated more outstanding juniors, so that they can hopefully maintain the inheritance of each sect."

"Secondly, after Pindao came to Foshan, he saw a demon boxing in order to destroy the integration of the northern and southern martial arts, and turned into a spy, sowing dissension in it, and he came up with the idea."

"In Pindao's view, the grievances and grievances between the northern and southern martial arts stem from the world's saying that the northern and southern martial arts are divided. Just because the land is divided into the north and the south, the boxing is also divided into the north and the south, and the people are also divided into the north and the south. It is the source of all disasters. "

"In ancient times, the general trend of the world has always been that unity leads to peace, and division leads to chaos. Today, the poor Taoist is planning to work with you to get rid of the north-south division."

After hearing the words.

The heads of all the boxing schools were silent.

Just one sentence?

Gong Er silently watched the young Taoist below from behind the screen.

Liu Baiyuan sat on the spot with his chest folded, pushed his sunglasses, and asked calmly:

"Go? How are you going to go?"

At this time, both Li Cunyi and Gong Baotian became slightly nervous, waiting for Chen Xixiang to say something next, which would inevitably cause a lot of commotion in the audience.

Chen Xixiang turned around to look at Liu Baiyuan, and said with his hands behind his back: "As the saying goes, a grievance has its head, and a debt has its owner. The love and hatred of the major schools of martial arts are indeed people who are not from this generation, but people who don't know How many generations ago, things piled up little by little, grievances repay each other, generation after generation..."

"Today, Pindao might as well tell you a word directly. For the unification of the northern and southern martial arts, the grievances and hatred between the sects and masters will be taken over by Pindao alone."

"It's in the golden building today."

Chen Xixiang's eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and his voice was cold:

"No matter what resentment you have between each other before today, today, you can regard the poor as an enemy of you, and I took over his hatred for that Lingyi. All the grievances will be in today, from the poor The hand of Tao will resolve them one by one for you..."

As soon as these words were uttered, countless people in the Golden Building felt a sense of domineering arrogance from this young Taoist.

"This!"

"What a big breath!"

"Is this going to pick all the masters in the world with one person?"

"This is to say that all hatred can be put on him. Anyone who wants revenge today can come to him. If he can kill him, he will be revenged? If not, he has to listen to him and resolve the problem." A pile of grievances."

seat.

Liu Baiyuan looked at Chen Xixiang and whispered to himself: "Kicking the waves of the world with both feet, bearing all the worries of the past and the present on one shoulder, such a real person, not to mention whether it can be done, this kind of pride is really admirable."

There are eternal grievances and grievances in the martial arts world, and some of them have lasted for countless generations.

For example, Chen and Yang Taiji School, this is the grievance of the previous generation. Because Taiji Yang Luchan established his own school and created Yang's Taiji, Chenjiagou Taiji was dissatisfied, so when he was walking outside, the Chen and Yang families never dealt with each other. .

For example, Tie Qiaosan, Huang Qiying and others who were born in Guangdong's Ten Tigers, because many of them were apprentices in Putian South Shaolin, they also had innate and irresolvable grievances with the martial arts masters who came down from Songshan North Shaolin.

The grievances and grievances between these sects are simply a mess. Even if a saint is alive, it is impossible to understand who was right and who was wrong tens of hundreds of years ago.

Often for a trivial matter, or being humiliated, and then hide in the deep mountains and forests to practice kung fu hard, and then regain face.

So much enmity has arisen in this way.

just now.

This young Taoist intends to provoke this ancient martial arts enmity on his shoulders, and use the simplest and most brutal way to resolve him directly.

Chen Xixiang stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, his eyes fell on the twenty masters from the northern and southern martial arts who were present today, and said:

"After finishing talking about poor Taoism, I think it's better to start with Tai Chi Gate first."

In an instant, all the masters of the northern and southern martial arts in the hall, as well as Ye Wen, Gong Er and other juniors, all looked at the people from the three Tai Chi sects.

Peng Ganwu's eyes stayed between Chen Wuhou and Young Master Yang.

But the next moment, he stood up, stroked his beard, and smiled at Chen Xixiang:

"The fact that Chen and Yang's two Taiji sects are competing for orthodoxy has nothing to do with my Peng family. I really don't mind giving them the name of orthodoxy. However, I do mind one thing very much, and that is my Peng family's stuff, isn't it? Anyone can take it."

"Since you really want to resolve the grievances, you might as well take out the things from my Peng family and return them to the old man."

When he opened his mouth, the others were confused.

Did Chen Xixiang take anything from the Peng Family's Tai Chi Sect?

Zhao Xinchuan's complexion changed quickly, and he immediately said: "Master, the secret book is not from our sect, it is obtained by the disciples outside, because the real person saved..."

Before he finished speaking, Peng Ganwu stared back at him with cold eyes, and said with a sneer, "Okay, I really raised a good apprentice..."

Zhao Xinchuan's heart skipped a beat immediately, realizing that he was outspokenly disobeying Master in front of the public.

"go away!"

Peng Ganwu snorted coldly, and turned to look at Chen Xixiang: "Before you resolve the grievances of other sects, come and settle accounts with the old man. According to what you said, if you lose, you should return the real cheats obediently to the old man."

He was overjoyed when he first saw Tang Zichen's notebook presented by Zhao Xinchuan, but later he learned that it was actually a copy given to him by Zhao Xinchuan, and the original was given to another person by Zhao Xinchuan.

Peng Ganwu was already suspicious, so he subconsciously suspected that the book he had obtained did not fully describe all the contents of the secret book.

Since I met the Lord today.

Peng Ganwu originally regarded the content of Tang Zichen's notes as a study of heaven and man, and his greed was completely unstoppable. He wanted to get "more", so he believed that Chen Xixiang had "more".

After Peng Ganwu finished speaking, he turned and glanced at the young man beside him, and said:

"Let's take back our Peng family's things with Dad."

The young man's body was straight, and he said lightly: "Yes."

At that moment, these two people all walked towards Chen Xixiang.

Wan Laisheng, who came from the south, saw the young man walking out with Peng Ganwu, as if he was going to fight as a father-son soldier, his eyes were serious:

"This young man must be Peng Ganwu's seventh son."

Peng's Taiji School is different from Chenjiagou, it was created by a patriarch named Peng Xiaowen, and Peng Ganwu's generation is already the sixth generation.

In this generation, the Peng family has produced a genius comparable to Peng Xiaowen. He has achieved a great level of kung fu, and he is comparable to Wan Laisheng himself, Li Cunyi, Gong Baotian and others present. Unfortunately, he was born to Peng Ganwu and a woman of a different race. In the Peng family with strict family rules, they cannot inherit orthodoxy.

Some juniors have never heard of this.

But masters such as Mr. Zan, Liang Kun, Huang Feihong, Liu Baiyuan, etc., have all heard of the genius of the Peng family.

The young man followed his father Peng Ganwu to the seat, stared at Chen Xixiang, and said slowly:

"In martial arts practice, the higher the kung fu, the harder it is to fight with two fists and four hands, and the higher the realm. After all, everyone is human. Even if I cultivate Dan Jin, I can only fight against three Hua Jin masters at the same time without defeat. Sun Lutang's record It's just a master of one-to-five Huajin in the period of Danjin."

"Today, my father and I fought against you at the same time. It is very unfair to you, but there is no way."

After he finished speaking, he bowed to Chen Xixiang.

"Why so much nonsense, take back our things."

Peng Ganwu sneered at his son's actions, sneered, and spun his feet.

Whoa!

Suddenly, in the golden building, there was an air flow mediating, spreading around his feet as the center.

Peng Ganwu moved all of a sudden.

Liu Baiyuan's eyes under the sunglasses were closed tightly, and he used his ears to perceive, and said in his heart: "Peng Qianwu is the head of the sect, and in terms of cultivation, he is absolutely comparable to Chen Wuhou, the master of Chenjiagou. , only use the waist and abdomen to exert strength, the strength of the first stroke is especially unprepared."

At the same time, Peng Qizi's body moved closely behind his father, and the moment he set off.

boom!

There seemed to be thunder in the air!

The moment Peng Qizi exerted his strength, his waist and hips were rounded, which was the most perfect posture of alchemy, and suddenly seemed like the point opened up by Hongmeng.

With one hand, the air waves roared in the air, and many bowls and chopsticks on the table were directly blown away, causing them to make a clicking sound.

Under the sudden force caused by Peng Qizi's shot at this moment.

Liang Zan and Huang Feihong felt awe-inspiring.

"There really are more boxing geniuses in the north. This young man from the Taiji sect has cultivated alchemy at a young age, which is much stronger than Li Cunyi and Gong Baotian when they were young."

"Father and son attack together, there are not many people in the world who can take this move."

However, Chen Xixiang, who was in the center of the attack, was clattered by two groups of strong winds whistling in his wide avenue robe.

His hands drooped under his sleeves, facing these two offensives, his eyes lowered, and then... raised his hands.

a bit,

Twice.

Just two strokes.

boom!

Peng Ganwu's eyes protruded, his forehead was covered with veins, his mouth was wide open, blood and spittle were pulled out of his sight, and he only touched within a foot of Chen Xixiang, before he flew out and directly embedded into a wall.

boom!

Peng Qizi raised his head and spat out blood, only saw a sleeve robe flinging towards him, it was as if everything in the world was swaying towards him, like a mountain collapsed, like a huge force of four poles collapsing.

Dan Jin is cultivated.

It's just a moment.

Peng Qizi's eyes were numb, and he was sent flying and hung on the beam of the top of the golden building. The terrifying impact fell there, causing sawdust and dust to explode like snow.

It was just two waves of hands in an instant, one Dan Jin and one Hua Jin, and they flew out like two scarecrows.

Everyone present was dead silent.

Seeing that Peng Ganwu and his son attacked Chen Xixiang, but in the blink of an eye, they were knocked out by one of them, one was hung on the wall, and the other was hung on the beam.

Whoohoo!

In another second, the exhaling air waves caused by Chen Xixiang's shot, like ripples on the surface of a lake, spread out from the air, and finally hit the eight closed wooden doors of the Golden Building, making it seem to be swept away by an air tsunami Go, shake violently.

Even on the street outside the Golden Building, they felt the whole building rumble and tremble at that moment.

Chapter 1 I have already become a fairy, why should I stay in the world?