Hu Bi asked curiously: "Why can master see my injury at a glance?"

Liaoyin smiled and said: "I came in from Jubaomen, went around asking for alms, and finally walked into the store, and you were the only one in the city to talk to me. And I saw you wiping away tears, so I paid more attention. I was in contact

When I visited you, I sensed your internal energy, which was uneven and mixed, but there were no external injuries on your body, so I judged that you had internal injuries."

"Sigh, the magic of Shaolin Temple is really miraculous. It can sense my internal injuries from a distance. Is this the skill of the Yi Jin Jing?"

Liao Yin smiled slightly and did not answer directly. He said: "I have been practicing Shaolin internal martial arts for more than decades. When internal martial arts are practiced to a certain level, a person's five senses will be released. In your eyes, I am just superficial, but you

In my eyes, it is a stream of true energy and thoughts. When you open up the eight extraordinary meridians throughout your body and each major acupuncture point can release true energy, then you have truly entered the world of energy."

Hu Hui exclaimed: "Is this the peak of Yi Jin Jing's kung fu? No wonder everyone says that Yi Jin Jing is the strongest kung fu in the world."

Liao Yin closed his eyes, "The strongest in the world...that may not be..."

This was a discussion about martial arts, and Hu Hui listened with great interest.

"Everyone says that the Yi Jin Jing is the most powerful kung fu in the martial arts world, but did you know that the Yi Jin Jing and the Dumoluo Kung Fu originated from the Delhi Sultanate? They are martial arts extended from the Buddhist code and are not martial arts from the Central Plains.

Central Plains martial arts has another system and tradition, but it is in the hands of a few people and has not been carried forward."

Hu Xi frowned and asked: "Oh, Central Plains martial arts? Are you referring to kung fu like Yugu Liangyi Gong and Qianqiu Yunshuizhang?"

Liaoyin said: "Yes, the sources of martial arts in the Central Plains are many and complex. In the previous dynasty, there was a leader of the Ming Cult. This man was so blessed that he actually learned the three great magical arts, the Nine Yang Manual, the Great Shift of the Universe and the Holy Fire Order. It's a pity.

The Great Shift of the Universe and the Holy Fire Order are both kung fu techniques from Middle-earth Persia. They are not about the Qi movement, but focus on the law of movement and energy. If you practice it to the extreme, it will still not be as good as the Yi Jin Jing and other kung fu techniques."

Hu Xi nodded and said: "Yes, there are rumors in the world that Mingjiao teaches Wuji that in addition to these three major kung fu, he also has Wudang's Tai Chi, which is also an incredible kung fu."

"Yes, in the past hundred years, it is not Jue Yuan who has the strongest kung fu. In fact, it should be Mingjiao leader Zhuang Wuji. Among them, the Nine Yang Manual he practices was discovered by Master Jue Yuan of Shaolin Temple. Unfortunately, the poor monk is only inferior to Jue Yuan.

A generation ago, but when I entered the monastery when I was young, Master Jue Yuan had already passed into nirvana and I was never able to meet him. The Kung Fu of the Nine Yang Sutra passed down by Jue Yuan is the martial arts of the Central Plains, and should not have come from the Western Regions or the Sultan of Delhi."

Hu Xi didn't think about it carefully at first, but after careful calculation, he was shocked. Master Jue Yuan lived during the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty. The Yuan Dynasty lasted for ninety years. According to this estimate, the master is more than a hundred years old, but he still has ears.

Clear eyesight.

Hu Xi answered: "Yeah, but after Zhang Wuji disappeared, the Nine Suns Scripture was also lost."

Liaoyin opened his eyes as clear as water, nodded and said: "Yes, but in addition to the Nine Yangs, there is also the Nine Yin Manual, which also disappeared in the late Southern Song Dynasty. Legend has it that the Nine Yin Manual should finally be in the ancient tomb

The descendants of the Yang family were sent to the hands. Since the Yuan Dynasty destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty, the descendants of the Yang family also disappeared with the Southern Song Dynasty, and no news about them has been heard from again. The Central Plains martial arts always emphasizes that non-our sects should not be passed on to others, so it is inherited

It has always been a big problem. Once it becomes extinct, it will be lost. Our Shaolin Temple has a large number of people and spreads its branches and leaves, so there are many practitioners and its roots are not spread. Therefore, everyone regards our Shaolin as the master of martial arts, but in fact, in the Central Plains

Martial arts is profound and profound, so how can it be that the Shaolin sect is the only one?"

After hearing what Yin said, Hu Hui thought of this point of view. He nodded and said: "Yes, each sect always has its own sect. Just like the Yugu Palace insists that there can only be two descendants in one generation, the one who practices There are fewer and fewer people, and naturally it is becoming less and less known.”

"Yes, in fact, the ancient martial arts in the Central Plains are all amazing kung fu. The Duanmu family's sacred skills of Tianzong general, the Eighteen Palms of subduing the dragon, the magical swordsmanship of Sunflower Temple...and..."

At this point, Liao Yin glanced at Hu Xi meaningfully and said: "There are also the Golden Sword Sword Technique, Ran Deng Shou, and Ji Xiang Jade Shou. Which of them are not martial arts that existed in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period? If you have a chance, I really want to learn the lamp-burning hand, which is said to be as powerful as a running dragon, with cloud hands carrying fire, and exerting energy from a distance. Oh, I never thought that someone could actually do that skill."

Hu Xi felt embarrassed to see him. He didn't expect that the old monk knew so much history.

Liao Yin smiled kindly, stood up and said, "Well, it's okay, let's just say goodbye!"

Hu Bi was reluctant to part with his savior and wanted to keep the old monk for a while.

Liaoyin said with a smile: "The world is full of cycles of cause and effect. If we are destined to meet again, we will definitely meet again. I hope you will remember my words. It is difficult to heal a broken heart. You still have to rely on yourself." Liaoyin patted his shoulder. , picked up his bowl and baggage, stood up and left, disappearing into the crowd on the bustling Qinhuai River Street.

Although he was wearing a cassock, what Master Luo Yin said was worldly truth. Hu Hui admired in his heart: "This is really a virtuous man."

Hu Hui had a conversation with Yin last night that kept him awake all night.

Now that Yao Guangxiao's control over him has been released, Liao Yin said that even if the remaining poison cannot be removed, it will not cause death. So does he still need to continue to carry out Yao Guangxiao's mission?

But now, can he just walk away?

Hu Hui betrayed his family and fell into the hands of Yao Guangxiao, transforming from a martial artist into a court official. He originally thought that life would be worse than death, but the experience during this period opened his horizons. In the past, Hu Hui He only cares about grudges and grudges, and doesn't care about life or death. However, in the past few years, he has traveled to various places among the people, and he has seen many people's sufferings in the world. In addition to eradicating Baigui Yexingmen and saving Liu Wenzhi, he also defeated the evildoers of the Tiejuan Gang. , the many deeds actually fascinated him.

It turns out that I have such great power now, I can change some people, and I can save some weak people. Now I am a third-grade official, traveling in all walks of life, and can control the illegal behavior of officials in various places at any time. In the past, he could only walk with one hand at most. He can save a person or a family. But now that he has been given the power of a third-grade official, he can change everything wherever he goes, eradicate corrupt officials, bring order to chaos, and he can help more people.

Just these thoughts lingered in Hu Hui's mind, and he couldn't sleep all night.

Early in the morning, the rooster had just crowed. Hu Xi was already standing at the street corner, watching the sunrise in the east. He also made a decision in his heart. He used the power he had now to atone for his sins and let Hu Xi's future be decided by the sky. .

Hu Hui clenched her fists, and suddenly she didn't know where the strength came from. The internal energy in her Dantian burst out, and she couldn't help but give a loud shout to cheer herself up.

Suddenly a voice came from behind: "Brother Hu, are you getting up so early?"

Hu Hu turned around and saw that Duan Feiyan had packed his bags and was standing in front of the Jubao Inn with a smile.

Duan Feiyan asked: "Are you leaving?"
Chapter completed!