"I have something to do with you. Seeing that you are safe and sound, I will feel relieved as a teacher!"
The sunlight slanted down on the visitor's profile, outlining a calm and smooth outline. It was Li Changyuan who Liu Xiaomu "encountered" by the Ningbi Pond last night.
Yang Chaoxi had not seen his master for several days and thought he had left Luoyang. Unexpectedly, he met again today in the old courtyard of the Beggar Gang. His heart was so excited that he did not think about how his master came here.
When the saint Xiaoman saw the visitor, she revealed that she had another identity, and was also Yang Gongzi's mentor. She also took away the flail and short stick, Yingying Fu said: "Senior, you are so complimentary! Xiaoman was taught by his aunt and adoptive father.
He has today’s martial arts skills.”
Li Changyuan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "With his high martial arts skills, good nature, and humility and courtesy, he is better than many Han women."
When he said this, an inaudible female snort seemed to be heard from behind the group of beggars. He turned his eyes to look, but did not find the person who made the sound, so he did not take it to heart. He continued to show his face,
"This flail stick was originally a farmer's harvesting tool. It was a handy agricultural tool for threshing corn during the autumn harvest. It was supposed to be one long and one short, which coincides with the principle of 'the long and the short are in harmony with each other, and the high and the low are leaning against each other'. When faced with an enemy, it can be used
It was unexpected. You changed it like this. Although it is much shorter, it has a lot more fierce power. Moreover, the two sticks are equal in length and have thin chains hooked together. They are very different from the previous flail sticks, making them more rigid and soft at the same time.
, soaring like a dragon. If you don’t have a name yet, why not call it ‘Double Dragon Stick’?”
"Xiaoman has only been practicing the stick technique recently, but he hasn't thought about it so much. So just as the senior said, let's call it the 'Double Dragon Stick'!"
Xiao Man was also quite happy when she heard this. Since she began to learn martial arts, she has been most fond of stick weapons, from long sticks, short sticks, flail sticks, eyebrow sticks, to staffs, stiles, pestles, clubs, and other stick weapons.
They all dabbled in it. What they always carried with them were two short sticks, one long and one short, with iron rings and hidden buckles on each end. When the two sticks were buckled together, they formed a short flail stick about three feet long.
Originally, this flail short stick rarely encountered an opponent. However, a few days ago, when I was fighting with Tan Qing at the Tan Mansion Pavilion, a section of it was chopped off by her fancy swordsmanship, and the two sticks became the same length, with a strange appearance.
Flail and short stick. Xiao Man regretted that he accidentally injured Mr. Yang, and also regretted that the flail short stick was broken, so he simply used the broken stick to find another way, and gradually figured out a different set of stick techniques.
, and it has also increased a lot. The "violent momentum" mentioned by the former Master Yang Gongzi is due to this.
After hearing what the middle-aged Taoist said, the group of beggars found this stick technique incredible, and they all clamored to learn it.
Even the old beggar Long Zaitian struck a chord while the iron was hot: "If the little barbarian girl is willing to teach the disciples of the Beggar Gang, she can become the first female guest elder of the Beggar Gang. But if she has a destiny, the disciples of the gang will serve her enthusiastically."
Before Xiao Man could answer, Liu Xiaomu had separated from the group of beggars and walked out: "A Taoist priest and an old beggar, are you trying to kill me, Shuangyue Dharma Protector of Zoroastrianism?"
After saying that, he looked at Xiaoman and said, "Xiaoman, the competition between you and me has just begun. It's not clear yet how good your stick skills are. Don't let others praise you and become arrogant! You must know that a arrogant soldier will be defeated.
, if you are careless and underestimate the enemy because of this, when the little Taoist priest becomes fierce later, you will lose completely!"
Li Changyuan and Long Zaitian looked at each other awkwardly. They quickly bowed their hands and changed the subject: "We haven't seen each other for many years, but fellow Taoist Long is still in high spirits. It's really presumptuous of me to come here without telling you. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist!"
Speaking of which, the world-famous Master Changyuan came here rashly today, which made Long Zaitian feel a little unhappy.
But he stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. Seeing that he had a humble attitude and took the initiative to apologize, Long Zaitian walked down the slope and said: "Easy to say, easy to say. If you can be useful to my beggar gang, Master Changyuan can just speak up. The old beggar will take care of himself."
Do your best to help.”
Xiaoman was poured cold water on his head by the holy aunt, and he did not dare to say anything. He immediately waved the "Double Dragon Stick" and continued to attack Yang Zhaoxi. But he was always paying attention in his heart, for fear that he would sweep the stick too fast and Yang Zhaoxi would not be able to dodge in time.
, and then get a "head-on blow".
Yang Chaoxi couldn't help but be surprised when he saw her using a "double dragon stick" to draw, pull, lift and hit, dancing so tightly that she defended more and attacked less. The offensive attack of the long stick in her hand also slowed down a bit.
Flirting with Slow Sweep is no longer like a martial arts competition, but more like flirting.
Seeing this, the group of beggars began to whisper. Some said that the little barbarian girl was secretly in love and could not make a heavy move, while others said that Elder Yang cherished the beauty and cherished the jade, so he would inevitably act recklessly.
Long Zaitian smiled and said nothing, but Li Changyuan shook his head repeatedly.
Liu Xiaomu's face became darker and darker as he watched, and he suddenly shouted: "Xiaoman! Is your stick technique used to scratch itches? You don't have any momentum at all!"
Xiaoman's hand froze, his pretty face turned red, he no longer dared to look forward and backward, and suddenly the stick became fierce. There was a whirlwind, the stick came out from under the arm, and with the power of wind and thunder, it swung towards Yang Chaoxi's face.
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Yang Zhaoxi could not help but feel his heart skip a beat when he heard the voice and judged the situation: the flail short stick that was originally three feet long was already extremely powerful. Now it has been changed to a "double dragon stick", which is several inches shorter in length. It has a tricky and agile meaning, but it is
Even better than before.
In a flash of thought, Yang Chaoxi used his long stick to block the next wave of strong attacks. He then pretended to retreat two feet, turned around and struck down with the stick! He was about to break Xiaoman's left shoulder, but saw a blow from her left shoulder.
With a twist, he dodged the power of the stick by an inch. Then he shook the double dragon stick in his palm, and the chain between the sticks was softly attached to the long stick. He twisted around and wrapped around the long stick.
Xiaoman was so powerful that he held the two sticks with one hand and pulled them backwards, causing the long sticks to move further and further away. Yang Chaoxi followed the sticks, leaning out about a foot, and the space door opened wide on his chest. Xiaoman held a small stick in his other hand.
If the empty punch is punched straight towards the tail of the dove and the two acupoints in the middle of the tan, if it is hit hard, at least the heart vessels will be damaged and the mind will be confused.
Seeing this, Yang Chaoxi still held the long stick in one hand, and hurriedly pulled out the other palm, carrying the inner breath, gathering it in the palm of his hand, and then patted Xiaoman's fist.
"ah!"
Xiaoman felt pain in his fists and did not dare to fight with his fists anymore. He hurriedly withdrew his hands and defended himself. The double dragon sticks were exchanged between the two hands from time to time. The sticks turned like swallows dancing with harriers, protecting the whole body tightly. No matter how much Yang
I pounded it with a long stick day and night, but it didn't touch even a single corner of her clothes.
Yang Zhaoxi became more and more surprised the more he fought. It wasn't that the Double Dragon Stick was really invincible, but if he only used stick moves to deal with it, he really couldn't beat this Saint Xiaoman, who was accustomed to using sticks and had exquisite moves. It seemed that he had really trusted the big one just now.
, unexpectedly fell into Liu Xiaomu’s method of provoking generals again.
Now that the long stick in his hand is restricted everywhere, it is obviously a stalemate. If you attack, the water will not flow in. If you defend, you will be unable to support it. You can only block a long stick in front of you and try your best to attack without being forced by the double dragon sticks.
too close.
Liu Xiaomu saw the two of them locked in a stalemate for a long time, and seemed to be impatient: "Xiaoman! If we don't come up with a special move now, when will we wait?!"
After Xiaoman heard this, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. He quickly regained his composure, bit his silver teeth, and the Double Dragon Stick flew out of his hand.
At this time, Yang Zhaoxi happened to lift up the long stick and was about to use a move to "sweep thousands of armies". Unexpectedly, the double dragon stick seemed to come alive. It was wrapped around the stick, as if it had borrowed strength.
, the castration became even more urgent, whirling towards Yang Chaoxi's neck.
Several exclamations of surprise were heard from the group of beggars. The loudest one was the little monkey who had just learned to sword.
Yang Chaoxi shrank his head and tried to dodge, but was half a minute too late. The chain in the middle of the double dragon stick directly blocked his Adam's apple, and the two sticks turned back. At the sight of it, they were about to hit the Fengchi and Jade Pillow points on the back of the head. Suddenly, his brain felt
Then there was a cold feeling, like a thief wind passing by, and then there were two consecutive "bang bang" sounds, which made his ear points hurt. However, he saw that the chain on his Adam's apple was loosened, the bell fell, and the two stick bodies were no longer there.
He flew away. After taking a breath, he heard two wooden sticks falling to the ground in the distance.
It turned out that right in the flash of lightning, a pretty girl ran out from the group of beggars. She raised her long sword in her hand, almost sticking it to the back of Yang Chaoxi's neck, and immediately cut off the two lengths of the stick, flying high into the air.
It went out and hit the far wall of the courtyard before finally falling.
Xiao Man's eyelashes trembled, and his beautiful eyes widened: "Tin Qing, what are you doing! I'm competing with Mr. Yang and I have my own sense of proportion. Why do you need to add extravagance to my weapon and destroy another one of my weapons!"
Yue Xizi Tan Qing, however, seemed to be provocative, grabbed Yang Zhaoxi's arm, rolled his eyes at Xiaoman and said: "If you have any sense, who knocked out Senior Brother Yang with a stick last time in my Qin Mansion?
"
Xiaoman's beautiful face turned red immediately. Yang Zhaoxi knew that the two of them were not getting along, so she quickly clasped her fists and said, "Miss Xiaoman, I'm not good at studying, so I'm willing to be inferior. I lost the competition today."
Liu Xiaomu didn't care that the two girls were pinching each other, but he smiled and said: "Little Taoist priest! Are you convinced now? Our Zoroastrian stick method from the Western Regions has its own magic. You sit in a well and look at the sky, and you underestimated the foreign warriors.
"As he said this, he continued to persuade, "There are many more wonderful martial arts skills like this in my religion. You only need to join our Zoroastrian religion, and these martial arts skills will be available to you for you to practice. Cack!"
When Yang Chaoxi saw her trying to persuade him to join the religion again, he thought of what Zoroastrianism had done in the past few days, and immediately felt disgusted. He just turned a deaf ear and turned his face away, but he started talking to Tan Qing.
Xiaoman didn't know what was going on. He just watched Young Master Yang talking and laughing with Tan Qing, and his heart felt like it was brushed over and over again with an iron brush, feeling cold and painful. Even a group of beggars were making noises and shouting at the side, everyone wanted to worship her.
As a teacher, I was completely unaware of it.
When Li Changyuan saw that the competition between the two was finally over, he left Long Zaitian behind, raised his hands to Liu Xiaomu and said: "Miss Liu, it turns out that you, a Zoroastrian, and my disciple Chong Lingzi are both hiding in this Beggar Gang! Now there is a middleman
That’s all. How about we quickly find a quiet place and discuss the matter of the Hu merchants’ resumption of the market?”
Liu Xiaomu fiddled with her ten slender jade fingers and said nonchalantly: "That's it! Don't worry about it for a moment. My aunt is quite cherishing talents and wants to attract this little Taoist priest to join our Zoroastrian religion so that we can eliminate evil together."
He is doing good deeds and broadcasting teachings. You are his master, why don't you advise me?"
Li Changyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Chong Lingzi was born in a Taoist sect, how can he change his sect? Since the poor Taoist is a teacher, he only hopes that he can devote himself to cultivating Taoism and expand the sect. How can he in turn persuade him to give up his Taoist membership and follow God Hu?"
Seeing that he was so stubborn, Liu Xiaomu couldn't help but be disappointed and said: "I didn't say that the young Taoist priest should renounce his Taoism. Why can't he be a Taoist disciple and a Zoroastrian? Then why can you, a good disciple, be a beggar?"
If you help the elder Keqing, you cannot become the leader of our Zoroastrian religion?"
Li Changyuan was also greatly surprised when he heard this. He looked at Long Zaitian for confirmation and said: "Long Gang Leader, is this true?"
"This, Master Changyuan, please don't misunderstand. The old beggar also came from a Taoist sect and worshiped the Taoist ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty. Therefore, when Yang Xiaoyou joined the gang, he naturally did not deceive his master and destroy his ancestors or deviate from the Taoism. Quan should have found another Taoist temple to hang out."
Long Zaitian saw the two arguing with each other and actually dragged himself into it, and quickly defended.
"Ha! What a eloquent leader of the Dragon Gang."
Liu Xiaomu saw that this dragon in the field was thick and thin, and could even defend it with a few words. He couldn't help laughing and angry, "Auntie is just trying it out, and she doesn't really want to 'drive a duck to the shelf.' Look at the way you two are pushing back and forth, it's really
It’s really a waste of time to be a hero! That’s all, since I recommend this little Taoist priest, I value him for being honest and upright, with a clear sense of grudges and grudges, unlike those who bully the weak and fear the strong!
Master Changyuan, I invite you here. Firstly, I want you to see is to believe. I am convinced that your good disciple Chong Lingzi will live here properly. Secondly! You have also seen that what I said is true.
He may not be willing to believe it, and even if he believes it, he may not be willing to listen. You must talk to him personally. Thirdly, this matter has nothing to do with you. It is best to ask Henan Yin to find the little Taoist priest himself, so as not to complain if things don't work out."
Li Changyuan was convinced: "If you are as resourceful as Miss Liu, if you enter the court and serve as an official, why worry about favoring ministers and wielding power, eunuchs running rampant, vassal towns self-reliant, and border troubles..."
Liu Xiaomu stopped her with her jade hand, and said to him: "Stop it! You should give your flattery to your colleagues! Auntie, I am a little tired and need to go back to the guest room to rest. When Master Chang Yuan has arranged everything, it will not be too late to come find me again.
.Xiaoman! Let’s go.”
Li Changyuan stood in the courtyard, looking at the two graceful figures leaving, he could only shake his head and laugh.