Liu Ziguang nodded: "He was known as the Tathagata of Killing Living Beings, and his methods of killing and wounding were the best in the world."
"Sure enough, it's him." Hua Buyi's face was gloomy, and he stopped talking and concentrated on treating Liu Ziguang's injuries. About half an hour later, Liu Ziguang felt relaxed all over, and the pain that had tortured him for many years disappeared instantly. He was very grateful.
Bow deeply to Hua Buyi.
Hua Buyi waved his hand: "Go ahead."
Liu Ziguang bowed his head and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Hua, if you have anything to do in the future, just ask me and take my leave!"
A group of Liu Ziguang walked out of the room and got into the elevator. The young woman Liu Ling finally couldn't help but asked: "Dad, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
"You'd better not understand." Liu Ziguang looked stern, "Remember, don't say a word to outsiders!"
Liu Ling's heart shivered and she said, "Yes."
In the room, Zhang Jun was also full of curiosity. Before he could ask, Hua Buyi said, "Do you want to know what's going on?"
He nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Master, what happened that year? It seems that Grand Master was also involved."
Hua Buyi was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Your great master, Mr. Yang Ling, was assassinated at that time. This is a blood feud between our masters. You must not forget it." After a pause, "You should not ask more about these things for the time being.
When you take charge of Shennongmen, I will tell you everything."
Zhang Jun had no choice but to endure his curiosity and stopped asking.
When Liu Ziguang returned to the military compound, Lin Xian called and asked about the treatment. He smiled and said: "Xiao Xian, thanks to you today, my uncle's illness has been cured. Please say hello to your father for me and talk to him."
We haven’t seen each other for a few years, so I have a chance to get together.”
Lin Xian was very happy and said: "That's great, he really didn't disappoint me."
Liu Ziguang asked curiously: "Xiaoxian, is he your boyfriend? Haha, you are not young anymore, it is time to have a boyfriend."
Lin Xian sighed and said: "Uncle, my family does not allow us to be together. For the benefit of the family, they want me to marry into the Xu family. Now I am only given two years. After two years, I will marry someone I don't like."
people."
Liu Ziguang's tone deepened and he said: "Don't worry, Xiaoxian, my uncle will make the decision for you. If Lin Hui dares to force you to marry, I will break up with him."
Lin Xian was overjoyed. With Liu Ziguang's help, it was possible to change her father's attitude. She quickly said: "Uncle, thank you so much!"
The next day, Zhang Jun had breakfast with his master, and then went to Bailong Temple alone to meet Situ Xing.
Hakuryuji Temple is located on Hakuryu Mountain in the western suburbs of Kyoto. It is different from other temples with strong incense. Due to the rugged and difficult mountain roads, there are few incense on weekdays and it is deserted. Occasionally, only nearby mountain residents come to the temple to offer incense.
Zhang Jun walked for more than two hours before he saw the Bailong Temple. However, since practicing carrying Qi and blood, his physical fitness has greatly improved. At this time, his face is not red, he is not out of breath, and he is not even sweating.
The door of Bailong Temple was wide open, and he walked directly in. A young monk was sweeping the yard. When he saw Zhang Jun coming in, he asked, "Is this the donor Zhang?"
Zhang Jun said quickly: "Yes, young master, is Mr. Situ here?"
The young monk pointed behind him: "Mr. Situ is waiting for you in the Zen room in the backyard."
Zhang Jun thanked him and went straight to the backyard. He saw a simple thatched house built there, surrounded by several fallen leaves. He walked to the thatched house and knocked on the door: "Senior, I'm here.
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The door was pushed open and Situ Xing walked out. Without saying a word, he picked up a dead branch from the ground and put it on his front.
Zhang Jun knew that the other party was practicing sword moves, so he quickly concentrated and used perspective to observe the secrets. He saw that his left leg was slightly arched in front, his right leg was behind, and his feet were about thirty centimeters apart. His right hand was holding a dead branch, and his arm was slightly arched.
Curl, thrust forward slowly.
If a person who doesn't know Kung Fu sees it, he won't be able to understand it at all, but Zhang Jun is different. He observes the trajectory of Situ Xing's blood energy and looks for the secret.
After stabbing out his sword, Situ Xing said calmly: "Practice slowly and call me after you practice." After saying that, he went into the thatched cottage again.
He nodded and started practicing. The sword strike just now was actually not difficult. After practicing for half a small amount of time, he was able to do it both physically and mentally, so he said: "Senior, you have already practiced it."
Situ Xing checked the lie and then performed another sword pose.
In this way, he taught a sword posture every half an hour or so, and the day passed unknowingly. During this period, the young monk brought rice twice, and the two of them ate some hastily.
That night, Zhang Jun stayed at Bailong Temple. At night, he was still thinking about the twenty-four sword moves he had learned during the day, and felt that he had indeed mastered them. At the same time, he was a little strange in his heart. These simple sword moves were
A powerful flying fairy?
The next day, Situ Xing taught another twenty-five sword styles as usual. So far, Zhang Jun had learned a total of forty-nine sword styles, and was able to master each style.
In the evening, after teaching the forty-nine sword styles, Situ Xing finally said: "Tianwai Feixian combines these forty-nine sword styles into one sword. When one sword is released, ghosts and gods will be shocked. You can practice it yourself."
After saying that, Situ Xing went to rest, leaving Zhang Jun alone outside in a daze. Forty-nine postures combined into one sword? Just kidding!
He can be sure that this matter is probably more than twice as difficult as learning Zhenwu Mu Fist!
So, he spent the whole night thinking hard, but unfortunately he made no progress. When the sun rose, a group of foraging sparrows settled on the branches, chirping and making a lot of noise.
Zhang Jun was worried, so he picked up a stone and threw it at him, causing a group of sparrows to fly away. The images of countless flying sparrows overlapped in the sky, forming a chaotic flying scene, which gave him an idea.
"The energy and blood flow of each sword style is different, and the movements are also different. How can it be integrated together? This is different from Zhenwu Mu Quan. Each style has its own independent form and meaning, while the latter only focuses on its meaning and not its shape.
Naturally, a real martial arts furnace can be formed, integrating the best of hundreds of schools of thought."
"Flying immortals outside the sky, flying immortals outside the sky! What does it mean? Immortals do not belong to the mortal world. This sword must be unpredictable."
He kept thinking and didn't even know that Situ Xing had left the room. The latter ignored him and went out without knowing what he was doing.
When Situ Xing came back at noon, Zhang Jun said: "Senior, please practice a move of the flying immortal from the sky."
Situ Xing said: "The flying immortals in the sky are in my heart, not in my moves." After saying that, he entered the thatched cottage again.
Zhang Jun was stunned. He thought hard all morning. Just when he had some ideas, he was rejected by the other party.
"It's in my heart, not in my moves." He pondered this sentence with a confused look on his face.
Three days passed in a flash, and even Zhang Jun felt embarrassed. Wasn't this a waste of Senior Situ's time? But at this moment, the group of sparrows appeared again, and they were still making a loud noise.
The difference is that there are also three or five kinds of birds that cannot be named, mixed with the sparrows.
Zhang Jun stared blankly at a group of chirping birds, and suddenly threw another pile of stones. Immediately, the birds flew away in fright, and this time it was even more spectacular.
His heart moved, as if he had thought of something, and he looked ecstatic and murmured: "Yes! If you tie two birds together and fly, they will definitely not be able to fly, but one of the birds can learn from the other bird.
flying skills!”
"The so-called combining the forty-nine sword styles into one actually means adapting to the situation and flexibly using the methods of fighting the enemy in the forty-nine sword styles. Isn't this just 'in the heart, not in the moves'?"
In an instant, he realized clearly that people were laughing "haha" there.
Hearing laughter, Situ Xing came out and asked, "Understood?"
Zhang Jun nodded: "Thank you, senior."
"You don't need to thank me, it's because you have good understanding." Situ Xing said, "In fact, the simplest moves are often the most powerful ones. You have to practice the simple ones."
Zhang Jun asked: "Senior, how many sword styles do you need to perform the Flying Immortal from Heaven?"
"There is no sword style." Situ Xing said.
Zhang Jun was deeply impressed and felt that Situ Xing was so high and unfathomable.
"You are considered a beginner now. The rest is practical experience. Others cannot teach you this. You have to learn it yourself." Situ Xing said.
That afternoon, Zhang Jun left Bailong Temple. Before leaving, he left five hundred yuan to the young monk in the temple and asked him to buy more millet to feed the sparrows. The young monk also treated Zhang Jun as a Bodhisattva and happily agreed.
Come down.
In fact, little did he know that Zhang Jun was expressing his gratitude to those sparrows that were making a lot of noise. If it weren't for them, he might have stayed in the mountains for a few more days.
After going down the mountain, Zhang Jun returned to the hotel, but Hua Buyi was no longer there. He left a note saying that he was going to the south to do some errands and would be back before the jewelry store opened. Also leaving behind was the twin peaks.
sword.
Zhang Jun felt that he had nothing to do recently, so he simply went to visit Mr. Li. He went as soon as he was told. He called Mr. Li first, then picked up two bottles of high-end wine and went to look for him.
Mr. Li was very interested in him and sent security guard Xiao Zhao to pick him up at the hotel to prevent him from not knowing the way.
There are many dignitaries living in the area where Mr. Li lives, so there is one sentry every five steps and one post every ten steps. The inspection is very strict. Thanks to Xiao Zhao who leads the way, there is no trouble.
When they arrived at Li's home, the old man was very happy. After chatting for a while, the two started to fight with horses, horses and artillery. When he was in the East China Sea, he often faced off against Mr. Li. The two of them knew the details and the killing was quite brutal.
After playing three games, Zhang Jun won one and lost two, and gave Mr. Li a thumbs up: "Mr. Li is indeed a veteran, with superb chess skills. Even if I lose, it will be an honor for me."
Mr. Li laughed "haha": "It's no good, my brains are not as good as those of you young people. Ten years ago, you guys wouldn't have even been able to win a game."
Zhang Jun quickly said yes. He knew that elderly people like to hear good things, so he flattered him and made Mr. Li laugh.
While they were talking, a middle-aged man walked in, carrying a basket of fruit in his hand and said, "Dad, are we having a guest?"
Zhang Jun quickly stood up and nodded to the visitor.
Old Li said: "Yunfei, this is the Zhang Jun I mentioned to you. He came specifically to visit my old man."
The man in front of me is Mr. Li's son Li Yunfei, the captain of a secret operations team under the Eighth Bureau of National Security. Li Yunfei's appearance is similar to Mr. Li, with a height of 1.8 meters, a long and thin face, and bright and lively eyes.
"Haha, it turns out to be Brother Zhang, please take a seat." He said politely, took out a cigarette and asked Zhang Jun to smoke it, and the two of them soon started chatting.
Li Yunfei was obviously very grateful to Zhang Jun for saving Mr. Li's life, and said that he would let him stay for a few days and that he would take him to some interesting places. Zhang Jun agreed since he was fine anyway.
When Zhang Jun was in Li's hometown, where the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Yiyang District Police Bureau in Kyoto was located, a car with a license plate from the Ministry of Public Security drove into the detachment compound and four people jumped out of it.
One of these four people was Yang Hao, who was stepped on the ground by Zhang Jun that day, known as Hao Zi. They were all from the Police Supervision Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, and one of them, a middle-aged man, was also the deputy director of the bureau.