different paths

The flute sounded three times, and Mei Xin was startled, but what was disturbing at this moment was the three souls and six souls of the people, with clear consciousness.

"The Luan Po Song is really extraordinary."

People with poor internal strength can't stop the mesmerizing sound of the flute even if they close their eyes and listen, but some people can stay awake at this moment and praise each other quite lightly.

The person who spoke was precisely Qiu Wanzhan.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the moment Qiu Wanzhan spoke, Lin Luanpo fell to the ground like a fallen leaf, and the sound of the flute also stopped abruptly at this moment.

"Elder Qiu is a man of knowledge." Lin Luanpo put the jasper flute in his sleeve, looked at Qiu Wanzhan, and said with a half-smile.

"It's just that your flute is a little bit skillful, so it's just a three-legged cat's trick. With your people in the sky, you want to compete for one or two on the artifact book? What a joke!" Before Qiu Wanzhan could reply, there was already a person in the dojo The reckless man hurriedly opened his mouth.This person has a dark complexion, a bunt, revealing a thick and naughty body, red eyes, hair like iron brushes, and a crested ax in his hand. Following his words, the handle of the ax hit the ground heavily, making a muffled sound, and then Looking at where the ax handle fell, the stone slab has been broken into several pieces, which shows how powerful this person is.

What he said was unreasonable, but Lin Luanpo was not annoyed, and took the time to say: "I know who it is, it turned out to be Gang Leader Yang. It's all because of Lin's bad memory. I really can't remember the artifact that is more than a hundred years old. "

This reckless man is Yang Wusi, the leader of the Bahuai Gang, which is also known as the "Hehai Two Great Gangs" along with the Iron Shark Gang.Although the crested ax in his hand is at the bottom of the list of divine weapons, compared with the weapons that have not entered the list of divine weapons, it is more than inferior than the top.Coupled with his brute strength, he dared to fight and bump, and the opponents he met in his life were nothing more than small gangs and mobs who depended on rivers, lakes and seas for food.

Lin Luanpo's light words hit him at the bottom of the list.He jumped and said, "You're a non-masculine thing, you speak so rudely, your grandpa will teach you, what are the rules."

After speaking, he stood up and took a step forward, which was exactly the gesture to challenge Lin Luanpo.

Lin Luanpo stretched out a finger and shook it lightly, with a secret smile on his mouth, but he turned sideways, giving way to a big man who was about the same size as Yang Wusi.

This man was tall and strong, the entire right arm was made of metal, what was attached to the wrist was not a palm, but a sledgehammer, the hammer was as big as a water tank, and it weighed no more than two hundred catties.At this moment, in this person's hands, it is lightly turning in circles in the air, like a toy.

"Tiancangu, Chu Hu." After declaring his identity, Chu Hu stretched out his left hand, as if greeting a pet, and hooked his fingers at Yang Wusi with a look of disdain and contempt.

"Let your grandpa see whether your grandson is a tiger or a rat."

After saying that, Yang Wusi lifted the phoenix axe and struck Chu Hu head-on.The surface of the ax carried a strong wind, and the places it swept were full of decayed grass and broken leaves. Everyone looked at the furious crested axe, and couldn't help but freeze their breaths, only to see how the people in the sky and the valley faced it.

Hearing a loud "dang", Chu Hu in Cangu seemed to have just raised his arm at random that day, but the crested ax that was still angry just now was completely overturned in the air, and the surface of the ax broke in response to the sound.

When such a sudden change happened, Yang Wusi's face turned pale, looking at her empty palm, her eyes were full of disbelief.

He has been in the arena for many years, although he is not a first-class master, he has never been defeated by a single move, let alone even the most convenient weapon was destroyed once.Although his crested ax was listed at the end of the artifact list, it was not a piece of iron after all. It was completely broken in two in just one blow. It was impossible to repair it. , is a rare opportunity.Thinking about all kinds of things, Yang Wusi's unbelievable expression showed more hopelessness.

At this moment, Chu Hu sneered, the voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear: "There was such a commotion before, what a powerful person Grandpa is, who knows, the grandson is jumping up and down!" No matter how powerful you are, you can't escape Grandpa's palm."

Previously, Yang Wusi called himself "your grandpa", but now he was humiliated by Chu Hu with the same tone, and he felt even more shameless. He bowed his head and stood aside, clenched his fists with both hands, but his bulging joints revealed his current state of mind. anger.

However, the skills are not as good as people, and there is nothing to do.The disciples of the Bahuai Sect saw the leader being humiliated in this way, but they dared not speak out. They just stared at Chu Hu angrily. If their eyes could be turned into sharp swords, then Chu Hu's body would already be full of holes.

"Chu Yingxiong is so powerful, can you allow Xiaoke to ask for advice?" A lazy voice came from the crowd, and everyone looked sideways, only to see a person dressed as a waiter come out of the crowd.

This person is of course Jia Wuhai.

Seeing Jia Wujue's tattered attire, some disciples of the Beggar Clan couldn't help feeling a bit of camaraderie. Seeing that he was thin and unarmed, he probably wouldn't be able to gain any advantage if he confronted Chu Hu, so he thought You have to hold him back so that he won't be a hero for a while.Unexpectedly, just as he was about to reach out, Qiu Wanzhan said with a smile: "It's okay, let little brother Jia go, I don't think he will lose."

Chu Hu looked at the dry and skinny boy who emerged from the crowd, raised his jaw, and said in a rough voice, "Who are you?"

"It's just a nobody, not worth mentioning." Jia Wujue let Chu Hu's eyes linger on him, and said with a smile.

"An unknown soldier, dare to challenge your grandfather?" Chu Hu let out a bad breath from his nose, and stared at him like copper bells, quite a bit like Zhong Kui exorcising ghosts in New Year paintings.

What he said was unreasonable, Jia Wuyu was not annoyed, he took the time to say: "Since he is an unknown pawn, wouldn't it be embarrassing for Chu Yingxiong to lose to Xiao Ke?"

Hearing this, Chu Hu said angrily: "Boy, let me show you how capable you are to dare to challenge your Grandpa Chu!" After saying that, regardless of the fact that there was a crowd just around the corner from Jia Wu, he waved a sledgehammer and smashed at his face. go.

The sledgehammer slammed towards Jia Wujue's position with a strong wind, and there was a loud "bang". Where the sledgehammer fell, all the originally flat stone slabs had been shattered, and they lost the protection of the slate and were exposed to the outside world. The land is deeply sunken, forming a huge pit.

It's just a fly in the ointment, what was damaged was only ruthless things such as mountains, rocks, and trees. The person who was aimed at by the sledgehammer did not know when he came to a place several feet behind Chu Hu, and nothing happened.

"What a quick movement!" Someone in the crowd sighed secretly.

Someone else asked curiously, "Can any of you see clearly how he got there?"

Everyone shook their heads, just now when Chu Hu's sledgehammer hit, most of them just tried their best to retreat and dodge, they didn't care about whether the unknown boy was dead or alive.

"Shaolin is worthy of being the master of martial arts, and even the servants around Shaolin disciples are hidden dragons and crouching tigers." Wudang Daoist Han Ling said suddenly at this moment, his tone was quite flat, but the meaning in it was praise or derogation, praise or praise Ridiculous, can only be figured out by people carefully.

"Taoist Master Han Ling is absurd." Monk Fa Yan didn't seem to understand the deep meaning of the words, touched his bald head, and said to Yue Chentan who was beside him: "Junior Brother Shen Tan, the Sa family is watching, you This young fellow, with his clear bones, is indeed a good material for martial arts. If you don’t wait for the sword appreciation competition to end, you can go to the store to ask for it to join my Shaolin sect, and you can be regarded as a good material.”

"Senior Brother Lao bothered, it's just that this person already has a teacher." Yue Chentan said.Although he didn't show it on the face, he couldn't help but find it a little funny when he thought of Ruojia Wuyu's reaction after knowing that Fayan wanted to take him away to become a monk.

"Oh?" Fa Yan patted his head regretfully, and then asked in confusion: "Since you have a teacher's inheritance, why don't you practice diligently and study your skills, and you just became the waiter in the shop?"

"Joining the WTO is not necessarily a kind of practice." Yue Chentan said seriously.

"So that's how it is." Fa Yan suddenly realized, "It turns out that the Sa family is too strict."

While speaking, Jia Wujue and Chu Hu had already fought to the center of the dojo.

Chu Hu's hammer, at first glance, seems to be attached to the wrist, but in fact it has another key.The hammer and the wrist are connected by a soft rope, which is made of a mixture of silk yarn and gold hazel and silver thread. It is both flexible and tough.With the blessing of the soft rope, the cumbersome iron hammer has become a flexible meteor hammer, and it is easy to attack from a distance and fight in close combat.There were bursts of piercing sounds, and the meteor hammer seemed to have eyes, aiming at Jia Wukai's position and hitting it at a fixed point.

But every time, just when the hammer was barely brushing against Jia Wuchai's scalp, Jia Wuchai suddenly dodged to dodge, neither sooner nor later, neither fast nor slow, and at that moment, he twisted his body and dodged The fatal blow of the hammer.

"What kind of agility does this kid use?" Someone from the Bahuai gang finally couldn't hold back and asked, just now their gang leader was vulnerable in front of Chu Hu, but when he arrived at Jia Wujue's place, the other party seemed to hide effortlessly. After firing Chu Hu's attack, it seemed that Chu Hu's hammering method was a bit clumsy and slow.

"Misty step."

A cold voice answered this question, it was naturally Mei Dulin.Mei Dulin is a sword idiot as well as a martial arts idiot. As long as he has shown his talents in the world of martial arts, there is nothing he does not know. It is not an exaggeration to call him a walking martial arts code.

"Isn't it the lost step that martial arts practitioners in Qingzhou often practice?" Someone asked uncertainly.

"En." Mei Dulin uttered a syllable from the nasal cavity, which was regarded as an answer.

"But the lost step is not a unique movement technique, nor is it a brilliant light kung fu. It is said that anyone who practices martial arts in Qingzhou can practice it..." At this point, there is no need to say anything later.

Since Mi Zongbu is an ordinary movement technique, how can it possibly compete with Tiancangu's weird martial arts.But since Mei Dulin said that Jia Wuju made a mistake, he must be right.It is also a lost step, why does this person's lost step look much better than the ordinary lost step?

"Kungfu in the world is invincible, only fast can't be broken." Qiu Wanzhan looked at the two people who were facing each other in the field, and a sharp flash of light flashed in his casual eyes.

As if in response to Qiu Wanzhan's words, Jia Wujuan seemed to have had enough of playing the game of standing on a stake and waiting for Chu Hu to fight.Just as Chu Hu was swinging the hammer for the next round of violent attacks, he ground his heels and turned his toes lightly. The whole person, like a phantom, moved to Chu Hu's back in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Chu Hu's giant hammer was still in the air.

"Chu Yingxiong." Jia Wujue patted Chu Hu's shoulder with a smile, as if it was an ordinary greeting between friends, rather than a life-and-death struggle in the martial arts arena.

"boom!"

The roar of the hammer hitting the ground was the best answer to his greeting.Chu Hu turned around slowly, looked at the thin boy in front of him, his facial muscles twitched from time to time, and finally choked out a few words: "I lost."

After finishing speaking, there was a sound of "咻", and the soft rope penetrated into his iron arm like lightning, and the hammer embedded in the soil returned to his wrist.After putting away his weapon, he returned to behind Lin Luanpo without saying a word, his arrogance long gone.

"This young hero, what a handsome kung fu!" Although Lin Luanpo's side lost, he didn't care, and praised his opponent's kung fu with a smile.That voice and demeanor, as if he was the winning side.

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Jia Wuyu cupped his hands lazily, actually accepting Lin Luanpo's compliment.

"I don't know how to call the young man?" Lin Luanpo asked with a constant smile on his face.

"A man stands between heaven and earth, and his name is nothing more than a thing outside his body. Why do you need to ask, and why do you need to answer?" Jia Wuju said nonsense without changing his face.

"This little brother has a bit of a Zen mind." Monk Fa Yan praised secretly.

Yue Chentan: "..."

"Why bother talking nonsense with him, I think this kid is glib and doesn't look like a good thing." A hard voice sounded from Lin Luanpo's side.

Jia Wujue followed the voice and saw that the one who was speaking was a mustacheed man next to Lin Luanpo.In the cold weather, his upper body was naked, and he was shirtless in the cold wind and fog.Underneath is only a pair of shorts with frayed edges, and the brown spots on the gold background are actually made of leopard skin.It wasn't the trousers that caught the eye, however, but the leg in the right trouser leg.

No, that might not be called a leg.

A metal rod protruded from the trousers, extending all the way to the ankle, connected to it was an iron wheel.The two sides of the iron wheel were covered with sawtooth, sharp and jagged like a wolf's fangs.And that metal rod was somewhat thicker than an ordinary man's leg, and it was as thick as a cannon barrel, and it was also covered with knife edges. I don't know what kind of sharp weapon was hidden in those tightly closed knife edges.

Lin Luanpo noticed Jia Wuchai's gaze, smiled slightly, and took a few steps away, allowing the brash man to stand at the front of the group: "Since the young hero doesn't want to reveal his name, I won't do what is difficult for others. It's just There is one thing, I would like to ask the young hero to complete it. This is the most important person in the Tiancan Valley. I just saw the young hero's superb physical skills. I am heartbroken and itchy. I don't know if I can ask the young hero for advice. ?”

He spoke with such politeness that it was hard to refuse.It seemed that it was predicted that Jia Wuju would not dare to refuse, the reckless man had already taken a step forward, and said to himself, "Tiancangu, Xu Wujiao."

"Offended." Jia Wujue also bowed his hands in a dignified manner, and he accepted it.

The two stood facing each other, occupying two ends of the dojo, separated by more than nine zhang.The audience gradually quieted down. Once the mountain wind passed, the trees and grass moved, but no one moved.

The intersection of masters is only in an instant.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, and they didn't even want to blink their eyes, for fear of missing the most critical moment.

At this moment, Xu Wu's foot moved—he gently pressed his right hand on the leg.

"What's the smell?" Among Wudang disciples, there are many alchemists who are most sensitive to the smell of gold stone medicine.

Someone with a heart heard the words and sniffed the air in the sky. I don't know if it's a psychological reason or something real, but I really smelled a strange smell in the air.

"It smells like saltpeter." Wudang disciple said to himself.

"There is also sulfur and charcoal." Han Ling looked at the two people in the dojo, with a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

"Sulphur, saltpeter, charcoal..." Someone finally realized, "Could it be the smell of gunpowder!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was secretly shocked.

People in Jianghu are no strangers to gunpowder, not only because of alchemy and pharmaceuticals, but also because among the weapons used by the imperial court army, firearms are the most powerful, no less than the Jianghu sects opposed by the imperial court. Bow down.Among the firearms, the Shenhuo Flying Crow is the most powerful.

The main body of the sacred fire flying crow is made of thin bamboo and reed, shaped like a crow spreading its wings, with both head and tail complete.The inside of the flying crow is filled with gunpowder, which is connected to the fire starters on both sides of the crow's body.After igniting the torch, the flying crow really seemed to be alive, and it could spray to a distance of one hundred feet. No matter the speed or range, it was unmatched by ordinary weapons.When the flying crow landed, the gunpowder inside was ignited and exploded, like a divine fire that fell from the sky, burning everything it went.

Hearing everyone's whispers, Yue Chentan's face sank like water, his brows frowned slightly, and he looked at Jia Wujue with a bit of worry.If Xu Wujiao really used gunpowder as a weapon, no matter how skilled a martial arts practitioner is, he would be no more than a mortal body. If he had a one-on-one confrontation with a firearm, he would be seriously injured or even killed.

Just as everyone guessed, there were several uninterrupted sharp sounds of "咻" and "咻", but in an instant, Xu Wujiao had rushed in front of Jia Wujue, as if he could really shrink into an inch.His figure was so fast that even Jia Wuchai found it difficult to deal with it, so he had to dodge the opponent's attack with a short body the moment he appeared in front of him.

"Look at his legs—" the people on the sidelines who came back to their senses noticed the abnormality of Xu Wujiao's legs and couldn't help shouting.

I saw metal rods protruding from Xu Wujiao's trouser legs like a cannon barrel, white smoke billowed all around, and the smell of gunpowder in the air gradually dissipated as his footsteps stopped.The moment he settled down, he suddenly raised his right leg, and the iron wheel covered with fangs instantly turned into a deadly weapon, and slapped Jia Wuhai in the middle.

When Jia Wuhai retreated, he stepped forward; when Jia Wuhai turned around, he also changed his posture.Looking at a person who is five big and three thick, but at this moment, he is like a ghost, following Jia Wuhu closely.

The close combat failed, so they could only attack from a distance.

Just when the two were entangled endlessly, Jia Wuju deliberately sold a flaw.How could Xu Wujiao let go of this opportunity, raised the iron wheel and swept towards Jia Wuhai's lower plate.Unexpectedly, Jia Wuhai's body, which had been twisting unsuccessfully, suddenly floated backwards, so fast that even Xu Wujiao had no time to catch up.

"The good wind sent me to the blue sky with its strength." Qiu Wanzhan looked at the two people who had separated again, and touched his chin with interest.

"What did Elder Qiu see?" the Beggar Clan disciple asked.

"In your opinion, who is faster and who is slower?" Qiu Wanzhan asked without answering.

"Compared to before, I naturally feel that the little brother is slightly better, but judging from the meaning just now, the two seem to be indistinguishable."

"No," Qiu Wanzhan shook his head, "Just now, of the two of them, one was meeting and the other was dodging. They were able to catch up, but they were unable to avoid it."

"Elder Qiu means that the guy from Cangu was faster that day?" the Beggar Sect disciple guessed.

Qiu Wanzhan laughed, but did not answer.

"That's not right," the disciple was very puzzled, "If the guy from Tiancangu is faster, how could he be pulled away by that little brother?"

"What do you think is the speed of the iron wheel?" Qiu Wanzhan asked.

"Of course it's fast!" All the disciples responded in unison.

"What about the wind carried by the iron wheel?" Qiu Wanzhan asked again.

"Of course it's urgent and fast!"

"So," Qiu Wanzhan elongated his tone, paused for a moment, and then said slowly, "With the strong wind as evidence, the little brother's movement will only speed up."

Everyone was enlightened, and only then did they understand the meaning of the poem he just recited.Although Jia Wujue is fast enough, he can't beat Xu Wujiao who is blessed with firearms. If he wants to widen the distance between the two, he can only use tricks and not fight hard.So he intentionally sold a loophole to attract Xu Wujiao to strike hard. The harder and harder the opponent's blow, the faster and faster he can take advantage of.Xu Wujiao exerted enough strength in that round, and naturally succeeded in sending Jia Wukai to the other end of the dojo.

"This little brother is a bit interesting." Someone said.

Qiu Wanzhan could see the key point, but how could the masters of various factions present not see it, and they couldn't help but admire Jia Wuzhan in their gazes.There are many people who clap their hands and smile with compassion, and there are not a few who praise them out loud.It's just that Yue Chentan pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were fixed on the dojo, and he didn't leave for a moment.

In the dojo, Xu Wujiao looked at Jia Wuhai who was far away from him with a gloomy expression.But for a moment, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and a hand stroked the side of his leg calmly.

The smell of gunpowder gradually permeated the air, Jia Wukai twisted his ankle, stared at Xu Wujiao for a moment, secretly thinking about how he should respond if the opponent attacked him.The moment he closed his eyelashes, Xu Wujiao rushed to him fiercely like a falcon.

Is this a repeat of the old trick, or...

Jia Wukai didn't have time to think about it, so he had to dodge one after another to avoid the attack of the iron wheel that was approaching him.At this moment, he suddenly heard a slight rustling sound, which was almost buried by the sound of the iron wheels chopping the wind.He thought something bad was going on in his heart, and as soon as his body was concave, he was about to float backwards.

It's a pity that at the same time as he was moving, countless sharp weapons shaped like gongs sprang out from Xu Wujiao's thick artificial legs, and attacked Jia Wuhai like a sleet of snow.Although the sharp weapon is small in shape, it is filled with gunpowder, the sound of piercing through the air is extremely sharp, and its speed can be seen.After landing, there was a loud "bang", and the place it went turned into scorched earth in the blink of an eye, its power cannot be underestimated.

Jia Wujue was able to dodge the sharp weapon once or twice by virtue of his dexterous body skills, but facing the dense dysprosium rain, he was a little helpless and helpless.Just when he was in a dilemma, Xu Wujiao launched a new round of Mingdi attacks. No one knew how many such amazingly powerful weapons were loaded in his cannon-like prosthetic leg, but seeing his determined posture , I'm afraid he won't give up until he blows Jia Wuhai to pieces.

"The purpose of the Sword Appreciation Conference is to learn from each other. Since the winner has already been decided, why should you be aggressive?"

The tone of these words is extremely light, but the internal force contained in them cannot be underestimated.When a person with a relatively low level of cultivation heard these words, it was as if Hong Zhong Da Lu was ringing in his ears, and he became dizzy for a while, and his blood was churning.That Xu Wujiao's movements, followed by the appearance of this sentence, also stopped.

During this pause, a black figure appeared beside Jia Wujue.With a light wave of his arm, he hadn't even touched Jia Wuju's sleeve, but Jia Wuju, like a kite, floated lightly a few feet away and landed in the crowd.

"Who are you?" Seeing that his offensive was forcibly interrupted, Xu Wujiao was very annoyed and said viciously.

"Shaolin disciple, Yue Chentan." The visitor was dressed in black clothes, his hands were empty, but just standing tall, his momentum was much stronger than that of Xu Wujiao who was armed with gunpowder.

After Xu Wujiao heard the other party's identity, he was stunned for a moment, and then snorted coldly: "I don't know who it is, it turns out that it is the old bald donkey."

"What an arrogant man! How dare you insult Master!" There were many young and passionate disciples in the Shaolin party. When they heard Xu Wujiao's words were rude, they all wished to go on stage in person and give that guy a good lesson.

"Be safe and don't be impatient." Monk Fa Yan seemed to be reckless, but he was actually a person who was generous on the outside and deep on the inside. Since Yue Chentan had already played, he was naturally full of confidence.He stopped the enthusiastic Shaolin disciples and asked them to watch the battle.

Xu Wujiao hated the calm people the most in his life. He only felt that such people had deep thoughts and were the most difficult to handle.He originally thought that after provoking Yue Chentan, the other party's anger would definitely show his flaws. He made another move to subdue the enemy, but he didn't expect that his words would be like a stone thrown into the sea to the other party, without causing any waves.

"Stop gossiping." Yue Chentan just cupped his hands slightly and said, "I've offended you."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and everyone felt the aura of the dojo suddenly reappear.The originally spacious dojo gave them a sense of constriction at this moment, as if being squeezed by an invisible wall of air, only a line of heaven and earth was exposed, making people feel anxious and almost out of breath in fear.

Even if the people around the dojo were like this, Xu Wujiao, who was the opponent's target, felt even more uncomfortable.He wanted to swear a few more words, but the sudden coercion made his throat tighten, and he couldn't make a sound.Just when he opened his mouth to shout, Yue Chentan already offered a palm.The opponent was several feet away from him, and neither sword nor hidden weapon was used, but this slap in the air made the root of his tongue numb, as if an invisible hand had penetrated into his throat and pulled out the entire tongue.He involuntarily opened his mouth wide and flapped his nostrils, but even so, he couldn't relieve the pain of suffocation.The severe pain in his mouth and the unbearable suffocation made him hold his throat tightly, as if his tongue would be pulled out if he didn't pay attention.

For a moment, Xu Wujiao was in pain and panic again, and his mind went blank, as if he was insane.Everyone saw him baring his teeth and choking himself, with a ferocious expression and great strength, as if he really wanted to strangle himself to death.On the other side of him, Yue Chentan had already stopped his momentum, looking at the crazy person in front of him, his eyes were calm, neither sad nor happy.

"I've heard that the world's martial arts came from Shaolin a long time ago. Now that I see it, I know that the rumors are true." A scholar in Tsing Yi appeared beside Xu Wujiao at some point, saluted Yue Chentan and said, "It's Xu Wujiao's skill. Not as good as a human being, I, Tian Cangu, admit defeat, and hope that the young hero will raise his hand."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Wujiao's hands holding his throat suddenly let go, his expression was dazed and confused, as if he couldn't remember what happened just now.Just when he was about to speak, the green-clothed scholar stopped his arm slightly, and said again: "I don't know the skill that the young hero used just now, but it is rumored in the world that Master Tianxuan's unique secret book, Eighteen Clay Plow Palms?"

As soon as he said this, the originally quiet crowd immediately boiled up.There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Master Tianxuan felt the great wish of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, "Only when all sentient beings are saved can one realize Bodhi; if hell is not empty, one can never become a Buddha."

Eighteen mud plows, eighteen hells.Life sees fewer days, sees more days, good and evil changes are not the same.Death into the mud plow, there are deep and shallow, there are eight fire mud plows, and ten cold mud plows.

According to rumors, there are 18 stages in the Eighteen-layer Clay Plow Palm Kung Fu, and each stage coincides with the shape of the eighteen-layer clay plow. It is necessary to break through the No.18 level to be considered as a thorough cultivation.However, the name of No.[-] plow is Shen Mo, and Shen Mo’s suffering is indescribable and cannot be explained. It is ten thousand times more painful than his plow, and the pain is unbearable.The so-called coincidence between the state of the palm and the shape of the mud plow does not only mean that once the palm is released, the opponent is like falling into the mud plow, suffering from pain and torture, and cannot escape. The overturned mustard seeds are more prosperous, which is beyond human endurance.

Entering the plow is suffering, the suffering is unspeakable.

This pain is not only for the opponent, but also for the practitioner.Decades ago, the eighteen mud plow palms first appeared in the world, attracting many coveted and coveted people.In order to avoid another storm in the world, Master Tianxuan handed over several manuscripts recording the Eighteen Mud Plow Palm exercises to the Luohan Hall for safekeeping. He said that if anyone wants to practice the exercises, they can come to Shaolin Luohan Hall to read them.For a time, there were many people in front of Luohan Hall, and there were many people who practiced Eighteen Clay Plow Palms in the rivers and lakes.However, in less than a few months, people who claim to have mastered the essence of the palm technique either lost their temper and exploded to death, or their true energy went retrograde and lost their minds.Later, several martial arts masters jointly spoke out, saying that the depth and mystery of the Eighteen Clay Plow Palms is beyond human comprehension, and those who practice this palm, if they do not have the perseverance that can be traced by gold and stones, will surely perish.Gradually, people in the Jianghu kept a respectful distance from the eighteen mud plow palms, and the sects who had practiced this method were even more secretive about this experience and did not want to mention it.Today, the eighteen mud plow palms that originally had no threshold have become mysterious again.

After Master Tianxuan retreated to thank guests, no one in the world saw the power of the Eighteen Mud Plow Palms with his own eyes.Now this mysterious and treacherous palm technique is once again associated with Shaolin disciples, it can be said to be a turbulent lotus water, and it will definitely cause an uproar in the undercurrents of the rivers and lakes.

People from all walks of life around the dojo, after hearing the question from the scholar in Tsing Yi, all stared at Yue Chentan, just waiting for him to give an answer.

"Exactly." Yue Chentan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

As soon as he said this, there was no need for the scholar in Tsing Yi to ask, someone in the crowd had already shouted excitedly: "I heard that there are [-] stages in the Eighteen Clay Plow Palms. I don't know if Yue Shaoxia has broken through the last stage?"

"Not yet." Yue Chentan said briefly, from the beginning to the end, he had a cold expression and clear eyes.In this world, it seems that there is nothing that can make him mess up and lose his mind.

"It's just a mere lack of talent, how dare you ask the young hero's envoy is the first level of eighteen mud plow palms?" The scholar in Tsing Yi asked again.He is slender and has a calm tone. If you look at him from the back, you will definitely think he is a good man in troubled times. Unfortunately, his complexion is yellow and his features are loose.Many female disciples present sighed regretfully after seeing his face clearly.

When Yue Chentan heard the question, he fixed his eyes on him, and said, "That's right."

Facing Yue Chentan's prudent eyes, the scholar in Tsing Yi still had a light smile and said with a faint smile: "I heard that the first floor of hell is called Tongue Pulling Hell, and those who enter this place after death will be clamped by ghost officials with iron tongs The tongue was pulled out. The oppression we felt just now must be related to this."

As soon as these words came out, everyone understood why Xu Wujiao made such actions.Although they are outside the arena, they have already been breathless due to the flow of true qi in this palm, and Xu Wujiao... I heard that the kid did not pull out his tongue at once, but dragged it out slowly, and the pain was unprecedented. Personal experience, just a little thought, makes people shudder.

"Why should the hall master talk nonsense with him, just cut him off." At this moment, a roar suddenly burst out from the oblique stab, it was a few strange people from Tiancangu.

Only then did everyone wake up from a dream and connected the scholar in Tsing Yi with Tian Cangu.Although he came out to block Xu Wujiao's attack just now, he has always been polite and has a good sense of advance and retreat, which makes people feel good. It is difficult to classify him with the two reckless men who fought in Tian Cangu before.What's more, Tiancangu only accepts disabled people, this scholar in Tsing Yi looks like an ordinary person from head to toe, how could he become a person from Tiancangu... Those female disciples who saw his face and sighed regretfully, at this moment He stomped his feet bitterly.

"Your Excellency will fight on behalf of Tiancangu." Yue Chentan said.

The scholar in Tsing Yi nodded his head slightly: "I have heard about these eighteen mud plows for a long time. If I can learn more, I will not be disappointed in this trip to Kunlun."

"Okay." Yue Chentan only said one word.

"Tian Cangu, Gu Yan, ask Yue Shaoxia for advice." After the scholar in blue finished speaking, he showed his weapon.

I saw him holding a sharp weapon like a sword, about three feet long, with a curved body.Like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife, it has both the shape of an iron sickle and a long hook, and the sharpness of a sword's blade. It is the legendary weapon, the Spring and Autumn Wugou.

The Spring and Autumn Wu hook is different from the so-called "Wu hook" in later generations. The later Wu hook refers to curved knives. Compared with ordinary broadswords, it only has more curved blades. With a sword, its shape is more like a sinking hook.Most people today use "Wu hook" as their weapon, but they actually use curved knives, and the real Spring and Autumn Wu hook is rarely seen in Jianghu.

The scholar in Tsing Yi hadn't made a move yet, but just showed his weapon, which already attracted everyone's attention.

"The hall master's weapons are not for viewing." Lin Luanpo looked at the people on the field, hooked his lips, and said to himself.Suddenly, he felt a direct gaze on his face, and when he turned around, it was Jia Wuhao who was staring at him thoughtfully.He didn't avoid the other party's gaze, on the contrary, he gave Jia Wujua a coquettish smile, which was so charming that Jia Wujua looked away embarrassedly.Seeing the other party's reaction, Lin Luanpo chuckled, and refocused on the two people in the dojo.

A gust of mountain wind blew past, and the scholar in Tsing Yi suddenly howled, the howling sound combined with the sound of the wind, like thunder passing through the border, it was deafening.In the past, there was Sun Deng, when he whistled alone, his voice was like the sound of a phoenix, and it was heard from forests and valleys, but now the whistle of a scholar in Tsing Yi is no less.After the whistling sound, only the scholar in Tsing Yi chanted:

"The world is a dream,

How cool is life?

When the night comes, the wind leaves the corridor,

Look at the eyebrows and temples.

The wine is cheap and the customers are few,

The moonlight is often hindered by clouds.

Who will share the lonely light during the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Look north sadly. "

When the word "solitary light" came out, everyone felt the cold air, and saw the figures of the two people in the center of the dojo like the wind, which could no longer be seen clearly. There was only a ray of snow-white sword light, like a dragon, like a snake, coiled around the two of them. around.When the two were stuck together, the sword light penetrated into the gap like a thread, like a dormant snake waiting for a fatal blow to the opponent. When the distance between the two was separated, the sword light suddenly flourished again, with a head and a tail, scales and beards, Like a flying dragon that makes clouds and rain, it roars towards the opponent with its scales and claws flying.

The bullfighting light first rested, and the meandering air gradually became stronger.The clouds penetrate hundreds of feet, and the water house jumps a thousand feet.

Just when the dragon's head was soaring, as if it was about to swallow Yue Chentan into his belly, there was a crisp sound of "Dang", and a stone hit the Spring and Autumn Wu hook that turned into a dragon and turned into a dragon.The sword light flashed like fireworks, and then disappeared without a trace.

Who is so busy, interrupting this fierce battle?

The people who were watching enthusiastically looked for the culprit who disturbed people's interest with some annoyance, only to see the kid who was slapped aside by Yue Chentan's sleeve swaggered into the dojo.

Jia Wujue bowed his hands to the scholar in Tsing Yi: "Forgive me for being impolite and interrupting the competition between Your Excellency and Brother Yue. It's just that there are very few people in the world who make hooks, and Chunqiu Wugou has never seen it before. Now I see that Your Excellency's hooks are exquisite. I'm worried." Itches very much, I can't hold it back, I just want to learn from you."

After finishing speaking, he took a step forward, but Yue Chentan was slightly blocked behind him.Yue Shentan