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Chapter 9 Changchun Real People

Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing are brothers who have competed with each other every year. Although competing in the same discipline may not necessarily lead to victory or defeat, Yin Zhiping is young and has a young mind, while Zhao Zhijing is narrow-minded. They are also trying to defeat them.

The other party is fighting for the title of number one among the three generations.

After a moment of confrontation, Zhao Zhijing's sword tip trembled slightly and he said: "Junior Brother Yin, please come in and attack."

As a junior, Yin Zhiping naturally did not dare and could not be too polite. As soon as the hilt of the sword was turned, he used the first move of "Zhang Fan Li Ji" to attack in a dignified manner.

The competition among their fellow students was their martial arts skills, not fighting in the arena, so Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping each used Quanzhen swordsmanship to make moves, and the moves were smooth and peaceful. The sound of the sword blades intersecting went straight into the sky, revealing the swords.

It has already brought about internal strength.

Lin Qingxuan watched with wide eyes. The Tianyan Mirror was constantly adding mental formulas and moves diagrams, and the two people's experiences in practicing Quanzhen Swordsmanship were also integrated into it.

Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping are both true disciples with excellent qualifications and training under the guidance of famous teachers. They are both very proficient in Quanzhen swordsmanship and are indistinguishable in terms of moves. However, after all, Zhao Zhijing is a few years older and has fought for a hundred years.

After the move, the force of Yin Zhiping's sword was somewhat insufficient, and it fell down.

Lin Qingxuan was in a very happy mood as he watched the mental techniques, moves and diagrams in the Tianyan Mirror keep increasing. At the same time, he also saw Yin Zhiping's lack of success with his profound insights into Quanzhen Neigong's mental techniques.

With a thought in his mind, he thought to himself: It seems that Yin Zhiping will be defeated within ten moves.

Things turned out as Lin Qingxuan expected. After eight more moves, Yin Zhiping's defeat was revealed, but he just refused to admit defeat.

Seeing that he could not defeat Senior Brother Zhao no matter what, Yin Zhiping took a step back, raised his right arm, and the sword force suddenly changed. Although the style was the same as Quanzhen's swordsmanship, the moves were different.

I saw Yin Zhiping holding the sword technique with his left hand, stepping out with his left foot, and thrust the sword upward like lightning. The sword edge slid and hissed through the air, which proved the power of this move.

"Dingyang needle!"

Zhao Zhijing's face was solemn, and he thrust out his sword with the same move. In an instant, the two swords intersected with a crisp clang, and then they each took a step back.

Yin Zhiping didn't have enough skills. After taking a step back, he loosened his wrist and the long sword in his hand spun and flew up, like a silver moon falling towards the crowd of three generations of disciples who were watching.

Ma Yu, Liu Chuxuan, and Hao Datong were worried about accidentally injuring their disciples, so they were about to fly forward and cut off the sword.

Suddenly, a gray shadow fell from the sky, grabbed Yin Zhiping's long sword and dropped it.

Everyone looked at him and saw that he was a red-faced Taoist in his late fifties, wearing a gray Taoist robe.

This Taoist's eyebrows are slanted into his temples, he has big ears, a beard like a halberd, and his eyes are shining brightly. He has the look of a hero, but there is no hint of the Taoist's peaceful demeanor.

Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping hurriedly came forward and bowed down, one calling them uncle and the other calling them master.

Lin Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: It turns out that this person is Changchun Ziqiu Chuji. This is the first time I have seen him in Chongyang Palace for more than a year. As expected, his skills are extraordinary. If he had used the movement technique just now to catch me, I am afraid I would be dead.

He didn't react in time this time, no wonder he was the one with the highest martial arts among the Quanzhen Seven Sons.

Qiu Chuji laughed, helped the two of them up, and praised Zhao Zhijing's correct swordsmanship and solid foundation. He turned his head and glanced at Yin Zhiping again, and said sternly: "Don't you think you can practice my Quanzhen martial arts with some qualifications?

You haven’t mastered Quanzhen Sword Technique yet, but you have practiced Ding Yang Needle. If you weren’t competing in the same discipline, with the three-legged cat sword technique you just practiced, you would have died many times down the mountain!”

Yin Zhiping was sweating profusely and kept kowtowing and confessing his guilt.

Qiu Chuji snorted coldly and shouted: "Get up and watch!"

As he spoke, Qiu Chuji held Yin Zhiping's sword with his left hand, stepped half a step to the left with his left foot, and thrust the sword diagonally out in a semicircle with his right hand.

The same movement, the same sword move, but Qiu Chuji used it without any sharpness. It seemed ordinary, but in the eyes of Ma Yu, Liu Chuxuan, Hao Datong, Tan Chuduan, and Sun Buer, they all felt that it was just right, in form and spirit.

It's so good that I can't help but admire it.

Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping were closest to each other and could see clearly. They both knew that Qiu Chuji was giving guidance and also giving advice to themselves.

After using the Ding Yang Needle, Qiu Chuji threw the sword to Yin Zhiping to catch it, and said coldly: "Get up, don't be greedy for more in the future, so that you can master your inner strength, mental skills and basic martial arts. Your sword skills

Although your fists and kicks are good, but your foundation is insufficient, you will definitely suffer when you encounter a master!"

Yin Zhiping took the sword and promised, then crawled on the ground and butted two heads before wielding it.

Ma Yu stroked his beard and smiled: "Junior Brother Qiu, you must have been back for a long time, right?"

Qiu Chuji untied his bamboo hat and luggage and threw it on the table aside. After greeting Ma Yu and others, he explained: "I wanted to rush back to see the progress of my disciples this year, but unfortunately I stayed in XZ for two days and just came in.

When I saw Zhiping setting up the Dingyang Needle here, I couldn't help but give him some advice, master teacher, please don't be dissatisfied with your younger brother's mischief."

Ma Yu smiled and said: "Sit down and have a cup of hot tea. The disciples under your seat have just performed very well..."

The six Quanzhen disciples in front of the hall were talking. Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing had also withdrawn. Several male disciples instructed by Sun Buer and Hao Datong's disciples stood up again to compete in dart techniques and footwork.

Quanzhen's martial arts is good at internal swordsmanship, but it is not without other martial arts. Palm skills and light kung fu are also unique in the martial arts. It's just that Quanzhen's seven sons are not good at learning, and the three generations of disciples are not worth mentioning, so they can't

Famous in the world.

When traveling in the world, concealed weapon kung fu is a skill that everyone must learn. Even if you don't learn to use concealed weapons, you must also learn to seize them. If you don't take it seriously, you will always be plotted by villains.

The Qing Gong of the Quanzhen Sect is the same as the mental method. It is solid and solid. The lightness and speed are far inferior to those of the Ancient Tomb Sect, but it is still considered to be the best skill in the world. Especially its deep internal strength and long-distance attacks are unparalleled in the world.

That Zhou Botong chased Qiu Qianren, and although his Qinggong was not as good as "Iron Palm Floating on Water", he could get close to him after a few hours over a long distance.

However, since the death of Wang Chongyang, there has been no master in the Quanzhen Sect. The Seven Quanzhen disciples relied only on the Tiangang Beidou Formation, and the disciples were taught to also pay attention to the footwork and body techniques of shifting stars and changing positions in the formation.

Therefore, the current third generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect may not be considered highly skilled in Qinggong, but as long as they have a little foundation, they must practice the Qinggong movement of Tiangang Beidou Formation under the strict urging of their teachers. Therefore, this small range of spinning and leaping, forward and backward steps

However, the Dharmakaya method has been practiced very solidly.

Lin Qingxuan was dazzled by the lively competition between the young Taoist priests here. It was not that these young Taoist priests practiced martial arts so brilliantly, but that the Heavenly Mirror kept reflecting and copying the martial arts of the young Taoist priests.

Lin Qingxuan was happy in his heart, and when he saw the little Taoist priest's movements, he just felt kind and beautiful.

In particular, the steps and movements are mysterious and profound. The more you look at them, the more you know that the Quanzhen Sect has a profound and profound foundation in the Taoist tradition.

After half an hour, four groups of disciples had changed on the field. After they finished practicing, each of them had real people giving comments and guidance.

Because the authentic Taoist martial arts requires not only the mental formulas, but also the masters to explain and instruct the secret words of Taoist practice. There are also matching breathing techniques and movements, which outsiders cannot understand or listen to.

Therefore, during the Chongyang Palace Competition, the Taoist Taoist priests who were serving the ceremony were not expelled, and Lin Qingxuan stood far away and did not attract the attention of others.

The more no one paid attention to Lin Qingxuan, the more intense he became. Unknowingly, the energy in his body was exhausted, and the light of the Tianyan mirror was no longer there. He finally woke up, and then glanced at the thoughts and feelings of the more than a dozen people on the mirror.

Although most of the martial arts mental methods are incomplete, and many of them are far inferior to mine, those corresponding insights and experiences are helpful in practicing martial arts.

Guessing that the essence of martial arts and experience in the mirror would be enough for him to digest for ten and a half months, Lin Qingxuan reluctantly looked back, went to the side hall to find the Taoist Taoist priest on duty, asked for sesame oil, and then took the oil.

The pot returned to the kitchen.


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