God of martial arts

　　One of these two men used a sword and the other used a palm, fighting fiercely endlessly.

　　After fighting for a while, Yan Chixia felt a lot of pressure, jumped out of the battle circle, and asked repeatedly: "Why don't you use a sword?"

　　Xiahou swordsman looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said sharply: "Yan Chixia, I have been chasing you for seven years, and today you are finally going to lose to me! From now on, I, Xiahou, will be the number one expert in the world."

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　　Yan Chixia sighed slightly, and said: "Is the reputation of being the best in the world really that important? If you want it, I'll give it to you!"

　　"Hey, why do I need you to let me go!"

　　Swordsman Xiahou sneered, raised his palms, and attacked Yan Chixia again.

　　"Kang Long has regrets!"

　　Boom boom~

　　Xiahou swordsman's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were fierce and unparalleled, and the fierce palm wind came over, forcing Yan Chixia to turn over to avoid it, and she was embarrassed.

　　Standing in the courtyard of the main hall, Zhao Xuan nodded slightly as he watched the battle between dragons and tigers.

　　He taught Xiahou Swordsman the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and he did not make a mistake. This Xiahou swordsman is not suitable for using the sword, but is more suitable for such a vigorous martial art method as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

　　Xiahou swordsman was suppressed by Yan Chixia for seven years, but now the situation is completely opposite, he is suppressing Yan Chixia to fight.

　　This pleasant feeling made him feel comfortable all over, and at the same time, he admired and feared the young man who taught him this set of palm techniques.

　　The two fought a few more moves, and after they were still tied, Xiahou swordsman smiled ferociously, put his palms together in front of him, and shouted: "Yan Chixia, try my move again, the flying dragon is in the sky!"

　　He stomped heavily on the bluestone brick floor of the main hall, until the bluestone bricks were torn apart.

　　And his whole body jumped up abruptly, flying towards Yan Chixia.

　　Yan Chixia's heart was full of alarm bells, and without even thinking about it, she quickly drew a mysterious Taoist talisman on her palm, and softly drank in her mouth: "The world is boundless, and the universe borrows the law!".

No.17 Chapter Yan Chixia, Ghost Festival【1/3, please subscribe】

　　bang bang bang~

　　A burst of violent explosions sounded in the hall.

　　The confident Xiahou swordsman was hit hard and was sent flying.

　　He retreated seven or eight steps in succession before he stabilized his figure.

　　"you!"

　　But as soon as he stretched out his finger, pointed at Yan Chixia and yelled a word angrily, he couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of bright red blood.

　　Yan Chixia showed remorse, she was silent for a moment and said: "Don't pester me in the future, you are not my opponent."

　　Swordsman Xiahou adjusted his breath for a while, and finally calmed down the turbulent internal energy.

　　Hearing Yan Chixia's words, his face turned green, and he snorted coldly: "Don't get complacent too early, I swear, one day I will defeat you!"

　　After finishing speaking, Xiahou swordsman was about to leave when he saw several people walking slowly behind him.

"Five Thirty"

　　"Senior, is that you?"

　　Seeing Zhao Xuan as the leader, Swordsman Xiahou's eyes lit up first, and then he said with a little dejection: "Senior gave me magical skills, but I am still no match for Yan Chixia. I am ashamed to pass on the skills to senior."

　　Zhao Xuan shook his head slightly, and said softly: "No, you have already won."

　　"I won, what do you mean by that?" Xiahou Swordsman didn't know why, so he hurriedly asked.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled, and talked eloquently: "In terms of martial arts, you have already defeated Yan Chixia, and the move he defeated you just now was in the category of Taoism. So, you won this competition."

　　When Yan Chixia heard this, she gave a wry smile, and immediately admitted it.

　　"This scholar is right. My palm thunder is a way of Taoism, and it is not the same as ordinary martial arts."

　　After Xiahou swordsman heard what the two said, his face turned blue and then pale. After a long time, he seemed still unwilling, and couldn't help asking: "Then how should I practice Taoism?"

　　"Huh~"

　　Zhao Xuan smiled playfully and asked, "Are you sure you want to learn Taoism?"

　　Xiahou swordsman looked serious, and said in a deep voice: "This junior's lifelong wish is to defeat Yan Chixia and become the number one master in the world, and I hope senior will fulfill it."

　　Zhao Xuan shook his head, pointed to Yan Chixia who was beside him and said:

　　"A person who cultivates the Tao is indifferent to fame and fortune. Seeking to obtain it is a struggle with the heavens. Not to mention that your character is not suitable for cultivating the Tao. Even if you can really cultivate the Tao, it must be because you have cultivated the quiet and inaction temperament of the Taoist school. At that time, you will become like Yan Chixia, who doesn't care about the troubles in the world, let alone the false name of being number one in the world."

　　What this means is that if you cultivate the Tao, you will not care about false fame.

　　If you don't practice Taoism, you will never win against Yan Chixia who is practicing Taoism. This is almost an unsolvable deadlock.

　　Sure enough, after hearing Zhao Xuan's explanation, Swordsman Xiahou was stunned.

　　After a long time, he suddenly laughed maniacally, it turned out that he couldn't bear the blow and went crazy.

　　The crazy swordsman Xiahou stumbled away from Lanruo Temple.

　　Looking at his devastated back, the bearded Yan Chixia let out a long sigh, and said, "I knew this earlier, so why bother~"

　　After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Xuan with a little surprise, and said:

　　"It's my fault. I didn't expect you, a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken, is still an expert who doesn't show off his mountains and show off his water."

　　Yan Chixia laughed at herself, remembering the things she was worried about when the other party first came.

　　Looking at it now, it is purely self-indulgent.

　　Thinking of this, Yan Chixia smiled helplessly, then threw the sword behind her back, sang a heroic song, and turned back to the main hall.

　　"Daodaodaodaodaodaodaodaodaodaodaodaodaodaodao...the way of heaven, the way of earth, the way of humanity, the way of the sword..."

　　The singing voice is loud and clear, and the lyrics are also thought-provoking. It also sang Yan Chixia's unrestrained and unrestrained mentality.

　　In fact, in the whole trilogy of A Chinese Girl, the protagonists are not so much Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian, but this unbearable bearded Taoist, Yan Chixia!

　　Looking at the characters in A Chinese Girl's World, Ning Caichen, a frail scholar, has a dignified appearance and says no, but his body is very honest.

　　Zhuge Wolong, a strange man of his generation, has the talent of Wang Zuo, but he would rather curl up in the prison of the county government than apply what he has learned to help justice.

　　Fu Tianchou, a loyal minister, attracted a group of righteous men to follow, but he was foolishly loyal to the monarch who was bewitched by monsters, corrupt and stubborn.

　　Not to mention the Xiahou swordsman who just went crazy. Although he has a bottom line of principles, he is just a warrior after all, trapped in his own obsession and unable to extricate himself.

　　Only Yan Chixia with true temperament is the one that Zhao Xuan admires the most among all the characters...

　　Yan Chixia sees more clearly than anyone else, and lives her true self more freely than anyone else.

　　After a big show ended, Zhao Xuan sighed softly, turned around and said to Nie Xiaoqian and his daughter, "We should go back too."

　　Nie Xiaoqian looked at Zhao Xuan tenderly, and straightened his collar for him.

　　For her, being a husband and a child is her dream.

　　Now, she is content to be able to marry Zhao Xuan and have a loving husband and wife.

　　The three hit the road again.

　　On the way, Jin'er snapped her fingers, thinking about something.

　　After a long time, she let out a cry, and said to Zhao Xuan and Nie Xiaoqian, "Master, sister, today is Ghost Festival."

　　Ghost Festival, also known as Ghost Festival, is called Yulan Basin Festival in Buddhism, which is the fifteenth day of every July.

　　Legend has it that on this day the gate of hell will be opened, and all the ghosts in the underworld will come out.

　　Therefore, on this night, every household will close their rooms and not leave their doors.

　　Zhao Xuan nodded with a smile, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly frowned.

　　Next to him, Nie Xiaoqian noticed the change in his expression, and hurriedly asked, "Sir, is there something wrong?"

　　Zhao Xuan pondered for a moment, and said: "I'm afraid it will be uneasy tonight, my husband will send you back first."

　　In the past three years, Zhao Xuan has shown so many miraculous things that the two girls have long been familiar with it.

　　3.8 After hearing Zhao Xuan's words, the two girls didn't ask any further questions, they hugged Zhao Xuan obediently, let him fly with the sword, and sent the two girls back to their home in Luoshui County in a short while.

　　Zhao Xuan's mansion is the most luxurious mansion in Luoshui County.

　　There is also a mysterious formation arranged by Zhao Xuan. In the world of Chinese Girls, Zhao Xuan is the only one who can break this formation.

　　Therefore, he felt more at ease by letting the two girls stay at home.

　　After doing all this, Zhao Xuan flew back to the carriage a hundred miles away with Yujian again.

　　As soon as he sat down, he heard horseshoes flying behind him, and a bearded man hurriedly chased after him.

　　"Fellow Daoist, stay!"

　　Zhao Xuan had expected that Yan Chixia would come after him, so Shi Shiran stepped out of the carriage and asked with a smile, "Why, bearded man, do you want to compete with me so that you can become the number one expert in the world?".

Chapter 18 The old demon of Montenegro appears, fellow Taoist, I will help you【2/3】

　　Yan Chixia laughed, and then her face turned slightly condensed, she urged the horse to come forward, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist, I'm not kidding, I'm here to talk to you about something important."

　　After a slight pause, Yan Chixia sorted out her words and said slowly:

　　"I have settled in Lanruo Temple for more than two years. And every year on Ghost Festival, when the gate of ghosts is opened, a big demon in the underworld, the old demon from Heishan, will come to the world in person to seek revenge on a young scholar."

　　Yan Chixia showed memories, and sighed: "At the beginning, I didn't know the depth of this monster, and I fought with him a few times, but every time I came back wounded. This big monster is so powerful, it's really not easy to mess with." guy."

　　Zhao Xuan was noncommittal, curled his lips and said, "Then what? What does this have to do with me?"

　　"Well, fellow daoist doesn't know something. I thought about it not long ago, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that fellow daoist's appearance was very similar to the young scholar that the old demon from Montenegro was looking for. Therefore, I came here to escort the fellow daoist family."

　　As she said that, Yan Chixia showed her doubts again, and she couldn't help asking: "Fellow Daoist is young, how did you get into trouble with this big monster?"

　　Zhao Xuan naturally knew that the Black Mountain old demon wanted to avenge himself.

　　However, he himself never took it to heart.

　　Let me ask, who would care about the anger of an ant?

　　If the ants are an eyesore, just slap them to death.

　　Having said that, Yan Chixia was kind after all, and Zhao Xuan did not refuse, and said leisurely: "Maybe it is because I have robbed this old demon's wife."

　　Hearing this, Yan Chixia couldn't help being startled, then gave Zhao Xuan a thumbs up, and said repeatedly: "Fellow Daoist is so bold, you dare to snatch even the old demon!"

　　"Haha, don't say it's robbing people. If this old Black Mountain ghost dares to do Q in front of me, I will definitely give him two slaps."

　　Yan Chixia chuckled lightly, but her heart was full of contempt.

　　Slap the Montenegrin old demon?Who are you bluffing?

　　But she didn't believe it in her heart, Yan Chixia continued to remind her repeatedly: "Fellow Daoist, don't underestimate the enemy. After all, this old Black Mountain demon is a great power in the underworld."

　　Speaking of this, Yan Chixia thought for a while, and took out a simple-style Buddhist scripture from her bosom, "I have a volume of the Diamond Sutra here, fellow Taoist, take it for self-defense first."

　　In the original plot, Ning Caichen relied on this Diamond Sutra to save himself from danger several times, and finally even wiped out the external incarnation of the old Black Mountain demon.

　　That's right, in fact, in the first part of A Chinese Ghost Story, what Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia worked together to destroy was not the real Montenegro old demon, but the clone he sent out when the gate of hell was wide open.

　　This point is also mentioned in the third part.

　　After all, you can understand it when you think about it.

　　Yan Chixia's strength is limited, and it is difficult to deal with a centipede, let alone a big monster like the Black Mountain Old Demon, who ranks high in the underworld.

　　The true strength of the Montenegro old demon was not shown too much in the original plot.

　　However, according to Zhao Xuan's estimate based on the ten halls of Yan Luo, Heishan must at least be a demon immortal who has survived the catastrophe, a first-class ghost immortal.

　　Looking at the Diamond Sutra in Yan Chixia's hand, Zhao Xuan sneered disdainfully, and said:

　　"Fellow Daoist, I practice Xuanqing Zhengfa, and I am a monk of Xuanmen. Do you think it is appropriate for me to use the things of the Buddhist bald donkey?"

　　Yan Chixia is a Taoist herself, so she naturally knew what Zhao Xuan meant.

　　His old face blushed, and then he cursed angrily: "When the time comes when the Montenegrin old demon comes to the door, don't come begging me!"

　　After finishing speaking, he urged the good horse under his crotch, turned around and left.

　　In fact, Yan Chixia didn't know that the Diamond Sutra is a Buddhist thing.

　　However, his cultivation level is not good enough, he doesn't know how to refine weapons, and he really doesn't have any magic weapons to protect himself.