After 300 years of cultivating immortals, he suddenly discovered that he was a martial arts man

With such a big commotion, the surrounding death row prisoners were also woken up.

They looked at the passage of the dungeon that had been knocked down by the air, and then at Cui Heng. They were all dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost.

What a joke!

How did a strong man of this level get caught?

"I'm a little mother!"

The old man was even more frightened and exclaimed. He flinched back, looked at Cui Heng in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice, "Zong, Grandmaster?! No, Grandmaster can't knock down the bluestone building four or five feet away. Channel, this is a great master!"

"Continue to talk." Cui Heng still looked calm, as if nothing happened just now.

"Okay, let me say, let me say." The old man nodded quickly, and his attitude became very respectful, "200 years ago, not long after the founding of the Jin Dynasty..."

After the old man's narration, Cui Heng had a general understanding of Xianxia School.

About 200 years ago, not long after the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, the world was initially in turmoil. It was the time when martial arts heroes emerged in large numbers and new schools emerged in endlessly.

Not counting the top sects that have been passed down for thousands of years, there were more than 7000 sects in the Jianghu at that time, distributed in the states and counties of Dajin.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, there were only 240 counties in the thirteen prefectures in the whole country, which were further divided into 960 nine counties.

Even on average, there are more than 70 sects in a county, and five or six sects in a county.

These sects are fighting each other, competing for strength and territory, and the degree of chaos can be imagined.

The imperial court watched this from the sidelines, and the great families of the sects swept the snow in front of their own doors, and they didn't care about it. This made countless people miserable, and in turn gave birth to more gangs and sects.

Until a person turned out to be born.

Her real name is unknown, but she only calls herself Hengxia. She is a girl who looks to be only eighteen or nineteen years old. She looks extremely beautiful, but her strength is frighteningly high.

When Heng Xia first appeared in the arena, she was already a master-level master of the Qi Transformation Realm. In just one month, she wiped out 130 and nine sects in Hedong County with just one person and one sword.

Since then, it has been famous all over the world.

From then on, Hengxia began to walk the rivers and lakes. Anyone who did evil was met by her, and there was no possibility of escape. Anyone who was oppressed for no reason at least met her and would get help.

If you act like this, you will inevitably provoke big shots.

About three years after her debut, she personally beheaded a dude who robbed a civilian girl, but she didn't expect that person to be the son of the head of the Cangxuan Sect.

The Cangxuan sect has been passed down for thousands of years and is famous for its spear, knife and palm techniques. The founder of the sect is said to be a land god, with a long inheritance and profound foundation. It has survived six dynasties.

The killing of the head's son immediately aroused the anger of the Cangxuan Sect. Many disciples went out to hunt down Hengxia, but without exception, they were all beheaded by her sword.

In the end, even elders at the grandmaster level were no match for her.

After going through three months of chasing and killing, Hengxia climbed up Cangcheng Mountain alone, one person and one sword, and completely defeated the entire Cangxuan Sect!

Even the Cangxuan sect who has lived in seclusion for many years and has long since ignored worldly affairs is the best in the world, but he can't make a move under Hengxia's sword.

Rumor has it that the Hengxia sword is like a ray of light, and the sky is full of rainbows. It is so beautiful, but there is nowhere to hide. It does not seem to be a sword technique that can be found in the world.

After that, the Cangxuan Sect was ordered to disband on the spot, and Hengxia took advantage of the trend to establish a sect on Cangcheng Mountain.

The name is "Xianxia School".

Because she likes to wear Taoist robes, she has a fairy air, and her temperament is extraordinary and refined, so the world respects her as the real Hengxia.

Under the prestige of Master Hengxia, the Xianxia faction grew rapidly, and sent disciples to sweep down those small sects that often caused turmoil, so as to bring peace to the world.

In just a few decades, Xianxia Sect has become the most powerful sect in the world.

Even those top schools that have been passed down for thousands of years can only be ranked below the Xianxia School.

There are even rumors that the martial arts of real Hengxia has reached the realm of the gods on land, unfathomable and invincible in the world.

People in many places have even spontaneously built temples to the real Hengxia, worshiping her as a god.

Such power and influence, such fame, can be called the pinnacle.

Unique for thousands of years!

But a hundred years ago, the Xianxia School suddenly announced the closure of the mountain for some reason, and only occasionally a few disciples would go down the mountain, but they all kept a low profile and never made a statement.

There is no news of Master Hengxia.

"After the Xianxia sect closed the mountain a hundred years ago, the real Hengxia never showed his face again?" Cui Heng frowned slightly. Now he can almost confirm that this so-called real Hengxia should be Jiang Qiqi who has accomplished martial arts.

Whether it is the characteristics of martial arts or the style of acting, they are all right.

"I haven't heard of it." The old man shook his head and said, "There are rumors in the world that since a hundred years ago, Master Heng Xia seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and never showed his face again. Some people also said that Master Heng Xia had passed away. melted."

Sit down at the end of your life?

Cui Heng shook his head lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Are there any rumors about why the Xianxia sect closed the mountain?"

When he created "Xianxia Sword Art", he combined a lot of ideas of cultivating immortals. The function of prolonging life is definitely not bad. Even if he only cultivates to the level equivalent to the ninth level of refining Qi, he can live for more than 200 years.

A mere 100 years will not be the end of life.

"There are a lot of rumors about this." The old man thought for a while, "There are rumors that the Xianxia faction was worried about being besieged by the aristocratic families of the various sects because the real Hengxia died.

"It is also said that the Jin court did not allow such a powerful sect to exist, so it united with the top great sects and great families to force the Xianxia sect to close the mountain, and it is also said that the Xianxia sect wanted to pursue the way of raising the sect to ascend, and sealed it. Mountain Cultivator.

"In short, there are different opinions, and there is no accurate statement."

"You said before that you had a secret book that you stole from the Xiaoxianxia faction 50 years ago?" Cui Heng asked again.

"This... I was bragging about it." The old man dared to lie at this time, and hastily explained, "After the Xianxia sect closed the mountain, occasionally some disciples would go down the mountain, but they would return soon.

"Before returning to the mountain, some disciples will compile their own favorite swordsmanship into a secret book and leave it at the foot of the mountain. The secret book I got is this kind, and it can be cultivated to the innate state.

"My master and my fellow disciples killed my parents in order to obtain this secret book from me. After I succeed in martial arts, they will directly destroy all his sects!"

In the end, the old man had a murderous look on his face.

However, he soon noticed how strong the man sitting in front of him was, and hurriedly restrained his emotions, lowered his head and laughed a few times.

"You can't sell such a secret book in prison?" Cui Heng smiled lightly.

"I just want to play tricks on people, how can I teach the truth..." The old man quickly closed his mouth and explained, "Well, I, I, I didn't want to play tricks on you!"

"It's okay." Cui Heng smiled and stood up, "If it weren't for your joking words, I wouldn't have noticed the Xianxia School...Huh? There are guests here."

"What a lifeless thing, dare to destroy the dungeon!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the depths of the death row, but it was the young monk who disguised himself as a yamen servant again, and entered from another entrance in the depths of the death row.

He came here very quickly, ignoring the collapsed passage, staring at Cui Heng with gloomy eyes: "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Chapter 30 Exhale like wind, scold like thunder

After Monk Huishi pretended to be a yamen servant, it seemed that he had really become a yamen servant who bullied the weak and feared the hard, with an extremely arrogant attitude.

Behind him were more than a dozen ordinary yamen servants, all staring viciously at Cui Heng in the cell.

However, no one dared to rush forward.

Although they didn't see that Cui Heng collapsed the passageway of the cell four or five feet away, he was definitely a first-class master in the Jianghu who could shake the bluestone building like this, and he could slap them to death with a single slap .

Cui Heng looked at Monk Huishi, and said with a light smile, "Why do monks have such a violent temper? Are you not afraid that the Buddha will blame you?"

"It's nonsense, I'm the head of the Julu County government office, not a monk!" Monk Huishi was furious. He obviously didn't want to reveal his identity, so he stepped forward, raised his right hand and grabbed Cui Heng.

This monk pretending to be the leader of the yamen servants was obviously not weak in martial arts. He was two or three feet away from Cui Heng, but he came to Cui Heng in just one step.

He made a claw with his right hand, and grabbed Cui Heng's shoulder.

The force of this claw was so powerful that it actually left white lines in the air during the swing, and the sound of wind was torn out, which was like howling wind to people's ears.

Even if it is copper and iron, it will probably be crushed on the spot under this claw.

The dozen or so yamen servants who followed were stunned. They never thought that their squad leader had such powerful martial arts.

Such martial arts might be even more top-notch, how could he condescend to come to a small county government office to be the team leader?

The old man in the cell next door was also a little surprised. He had excellent eyesight, and he could tell at a glance that the head of the yamen servant team should have condensed his true energy, and he could be honored as a little master in the world.

"Poor guy doesn't even know that the passage of the dungeon was collapsed by a distance of four or five feet." The old man sneered in his heart. In his opinion, the leader of the yamen servant team obviously wanted to kill himself.

It is not too difficult to collapse the dungeon passage built with bluestone.

As long as you step into the realm of marrow washing, stellar energy will be generated naturally, which is first-class in the world. With the power of stellar energy, a master at this level can shatter bluestone as big as a millstone with a single palm.

But Cui Heng directly collapsed the passage of the dungeon from a distance of four or five feet!

This is far beyond the unprecedented first-class and even grand masters. I am afraid that only great masters who have opened the porch and started to communicate internally and externally can do it.

If Monk Huishi knew this, he would never act hastily.

It's a pity he didn't see that scene at all.

In the blink of an eye, Monk Hui Shi's attack was close to Cui Heng's shoulder.

His eyes were ruthless, and he wanted to cripple Cui Heng's arm directly.

The martial arts used in this claw is a variation of the "Dragon Claw Grabbing Hand" in the 81 stunts of Lianhua Temple.

While hiding the origin of martial arts, it retains most of its power.

Best at grasping and unloading human bones.

It's impossible for a mere first-class countryman with no family or sect to resist his grasp that contains true energy.

But when Monk Huishi was thinking this way, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right hand, as if he had caught something indestructible, and all his strength rebounded abruptly.

Click!

The sound of broken bones sounded.

When the five fingers of the monk Huishi's right hand were three inches away from Cui Heng's shoulder, the flesh and blood suddenly shattered, and the bones inside were broken, sticking out from the flesh and blood!

"how can that be?!"

Monk Huishi exclaimed, with an expression of disbelief on his face, his eyes nearly popped out.

This feeling of extreme shock even surpassed the pain in his hand.

But before he realized what was going on, Cui Heng let out another breath.

As if a normal person breathes, he blows out a breath.

The next moment-

Boom!

As if a thunderbolt exploded, there was a deafening sound in the void.

In this dungeon with almost no air circulation, a group of small tornadoes unexpectedly appeared out of thin air. It was about ten feet high and connected to the top of the dungeon.

At the same time, the dead grass, gravel, and many sundries accumulated on the ground were all swept in by the gust of wind, flying sand and rocks!

Immediately afterwards, this extremely fierce storm directly hit the monk Huishi.

This master of Buddhism, who had developed enough qi to be called a little master, was knocked flying upside down on the spot, and slammed into the top stone slab of the dungeon hard.

However, the strong wind did not stop, and the places it passed were devastated, and all kinds of instruments of torture, stones, and stone prisons were completely destroyed after the storm swept through.

When the dozen or so yamen servants saw this situation, they all ran away as if they were seeing a ghost.

But how could their speed keep up with the gust of wind, each of them was like shredded paper in the storm, they were all rolled up, and then thrown in all directions, life or death was unknown.

Boom! !

Suddenly there was another loud noise, but it was this storm that hit the entrance deep in the dungeon, obviously collapsing that passage.

At this point, the gust of wind finally dissipated, and the entire dungeon was in a mess.

The old man who was standing not far from Cui Heng was completely stunned. He felt that his thinking had stagnated and his mind was blank.

what's the situation?

What was that just now?

Snapped!

He slapped himself hard, and the pain made him grin his teeth.

Isn't this a dream? !

"I'm a little mother, this, is this still martial arts?"

Outrageous!