Jingzhi smiled and nodded secretly in praise. Qinghe's "Twin Streams Convergence" move was timed just right. It was just when Tang Feng's right-hand sword style was getting old, and it could be regarded as his peak work. Opposite He
The owner of the village also looked at the field happily, sitting on the Taishi chair, motionless, as if he was still confident and not worried about Tang Feng's arm at all.
Tang Feng's right hand didn't have time to block it, but his left hand suddenly formed into a palm and cut across the back of Qinghe's knife like lightning. There were two loud sounds of "bang, bang", and Qinghe stepped back a few steps before standing firm, with the two swords still in his hands.
Now, his face turned pale, his heart became hot, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Power is transmitted through objects." Yuan Ji knew that I didn't see clearly and whispered, "Sir, Tang Feng's own martial arts is far higher than that of his opponent. The sword in his left hand was shot down, but a burden was removed. His inner strength is profound, and through
Qinghe's double swords hit his opponent with his inner energy, and
At this time, Qinghe's whole body's strength was concentrated on the two swords. The resistance in his body was weak and could not block the penetration of Tang Feng's internal energy. Therefore, he should have suffered internal injuries, but the two swords did not take the force and escaped. Tang Feng's
The scale is well controlled, and this blow will not be fatal to Qinghe."
"Then if Tang Feng uses all his strength, wouldn't it mean that Qinghe's internal organs will be shattered?"
"Well, sir, there is no doubt about it."
Tang Feng did not continue to attack. He picked up his left-hand sword and saluted: "Senior Brother Qinghe, I accept the concession."
Qinghe said with a gloomy expression: "Thank you, Senior Brother Tang Feng, for showing mercy. I have lost this battle."
Jingzhi shook his head, stood up with a calm face and chanted: "Supreme Heavenly Lord, Master He, your lay family has won this year's competition. Congratulations to the Master on getting a good son-in-law."
Of course, Master He understood what Jingzhi meant. The Chisong Taoists did not lose to Chisong martial arts, but to an outsider. Master He did not point it out and said loudly: "Senior Brother Jingzhi, this time my Taoist family was lucky enough to win.
, Farewell, the owner of the village will come on time at the beginning of next month."
"Supreme Heavenly Lord." Jingzhi said to an elderly Taoist priest next to him: "Jingxin, see off the guests."
Everyone in Hejiazhuang surrounded the owner of Hezhuang and Tang Feng and left the backyard excitedly. Tang Feng glanced at us when he left. I felt that he seemed to be looking at Fang Ling, but this is normal, considering Fang Ling's
Her looks and head-turning rate are naturally very high.
After Master He left, the people in the audience also dispersed one after another. Jingzhi looked at us for a long time, seemed to have thought of something, muttered a few words to a little Taoist priest next to him, then turned and left. The little Taoist priest came in a hurry.
He came to us and said: "Dear good people, the master of the temple invites you to go to Qingning Hall to talk about it."
Qingning Hall is located behind the third entrance hall of Baoji Temple.
"Dear good people, today is the day of the annual martial arts competition of our sect. Please forgive me for the slightness of the disciples in the temple." Jingzhi said politely when he saw us coming in.
"Jing Zhichang, I am Huyan Donghai, from the Shifeng Trading Company in the capital. I came here today because of its reputation. I have no intention of offending your precious temple. I just want to visit the Baoji Temple."
"So it's Mr. Huyan, who are these?"
"Taoist Priest, they are all members of my business."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jingzhi suddenly stepped forward quickly, making a fist with his back hand and a palm with his left hand, and attacked Wen Zhang who was standing at the edge.
Before I could react, Wen Zhang had already shot out both palms. Wen Zhang was so fast. In just an instant, the two of them had already executed three moves.
"Sure enough, it's you, Xiao Wenzhang." Jingzhi took three steps back and smiled.
"How do you know me?" Wen Zhang took back his posture and asked.
"You are the cross-hand in Longhushan martial arts, right?"
"Yes, Taoist priest...?" Wen Zhang saw that Jingzhi seemed to know him, and he became polite.
"Ten years have passed in a flash, Wen Zhang. Ten years ago, Pindao went to see your master. At that time, you were just starting out. Now you have grown into a young man. If you hadn't tried out your martial arts, Pindao wouldn't have been there."
Dare you recognize me?"
"Ah, you are, you are Zhu Zhijie, Taoist Master Zhu?"
"Exactly." Jingzhi said with a smile, "Master Huyan, please sit down, Wen Zhang, is your master okay?"
Fang Ling and I sat down, with Yuan Ji, Wen Zhang and others standing behind us. When Jing Zhi saw Wen Zhang standing there, she frowned slightly, thinking that the Taoist disciples of Longhu Mountain were also protecting people.
Are you a caregiver at home?
At this time, Qingyun hurriedly walked in, his face still a little red and swollen, and shouted: "Master."
"Qingyun, you still haven't apologized to a few good people."
"Master, I, I, he, he was the one who did it." Qingyun pointed at Wen Zhang and said.
"What about me, his brother Wenzhang, when it comes to seniority, you still have to call me uncle."
When Qingyun heard this, he didn't dare to talk back and apologized hastily.
"Well, Qingyun, you can go down now."
"Yes, master."
Wen Zhang hugged his fists and saluted: "Taoist Master Zhu, he is very good. He is currently cultivating himself in Longhu Mountain and seldom goes out."
"If it hadn't been for your master that day, Pindao, this old man, would have been left behind by you. Haha, let's not mention the past, Wen Zhang, why are you here?"
"I will accompany my Mr. Huyan to Jinhua for business, and by the way we will visit Chisong Mountain."
"Master Huyan is your son? Wen Zhang, does your master know?"
"Of course I know, it was arranged by the master."
Jingzhi said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions. His face softened slightly and he said, "Mr. Huyan, this Chisong Mountain has beautiful mountains and clear waters. It is a good place for outing. Pindaozhibaoji Temple has a long history, so you can also visit it."
"What the Taoist Master said is absolutely true. This place is indeed a prosperous Feng Shui place, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and gathering the essence of the mountains and rivers."
"Young Master has a sharp eye."
"The Taoist priest has given me the prize, Jing knows the elder. Why did you compete just now? Then why did Master He say that he is still coming on the first day of the junior high school?"
Jingzhi sighed and said: "Master Huyan, since Wen Zhang is your subordinate, Pindao is also destined to be acquainted with you. To be honest, the annual competition is to refer to the Chisong Post, the secret book of our sect."
"Aka pine patch?"
"Exactly." Jingzhi continued, "Don't be impatient, young master. I will tell you in detail. The Chisong sect was inherited from the Jin Dynasty a thousand years ago. In order to commemorate the two Wong Tai Sins, the founder of the sect divided the sword technique into two, and then
This is the two-handed sword technique you see today. When practicing this set of sword techniques, you need to cooperate with the mental training techniques I send. This is the origin of Chisong Tie.
More than a hundred years ago, Chisong sent a strong man with two arms, He Yuanqing, who was the ancestor of Hejiazhuang. He Yuanqing changed his sword into a hammer and followed Marshal Yue in the east and west, and made great achievements in battle. After Marshal Yue was killed,
, Qin Hui sent his imperial guards to hunt down the main generals under Marshal Yue, forcing He Yuanqing to commit suicide. Together with He Yuanqing
All the elites of our Akamatsu sect who fought in the battle were wiped out, causing our Akamatsu sect's vitality to be severely damaged. No one could read through the Akamatsu post left by our ancestors. At that time, the remaining elders of the sect were divided into two factions due to different opinions.
Among them, the elder surnamed He left Baoji Temple in anger and founded Hejiazhuang. Since then, our sect has divided into Taoism and secularism.
Two factions of the family. More than ten years ago, in order to compete for the red pine secret book, the two sides agreed to compete every year to determine the right to read it in the following year. The original red pine secret book was on a stone wall in the red pine temple, so the winner could be selected.
The three of them entered the Baoji Temple to watch. Even if Hejiazhuang wins, they will come here to see the details."
"I see."
"Well, I always won the first few times. I didn't expect that this time, Master He suddenly got a son-in-law."
I remembered that when we came here, we passed by Hejiazhuang and saw the villagers removing the table, and asked: "Jing Zizhang, then the new son-in-law of the owner of Hejiazhuang happened a few days ago. Isn't this a bit too coincidental?"
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"Young Master, I also feel that this matter is strange. This is the first time I have heard of the competition for marriage, and there was no warning in advance."