Lan Ruochan
Chapter 5 Snake Villa invites high-profile guests to join the world and the Dragon King hires a good
Chapter 5 Snake Villa invites high-profile guests to join the world and the Dragon King hires a good teacher
Someone from the left and right lifted up the eight-faced stele.
I saw that Pei Duji threw off his shirt, gave a loud shout, and concentrated his energy. Amidst the sound of popping beans, his chest, abdomen, shoulders and arms swelled like a raft inflated.
The dark blue veins mixed with the distinct muscle lines make people feel more menacing.
After several punches and kicks that stretched the muscles and bones, the big man exhaled and raised his voice, walking like the wind, and using the power of stepping and wronging his waist, he threw eight punches in a row like lightning, breaking the eight stone tablets in unison.
Immediately, gravel splashed and exclamations rose.
The big man did another set of closing postures and let out a light breath. Although his forehead was covered with sweat and his face was flushed, his expression was natural and his breathing was undisturbed.
Some people in the crowd were already whispering, "What a strong foreigner's kung fu! It seems that the teacher must belong to him."
Guangling Wang Yuanyu has a handsome appearance, sharp eyes, and looks very capable. Although he is the younger brother of the current emperor, he does not have the extravagant style of the royal family in his impression.
He nodded slightly, and said to Liu Chengwu with a smile, "Prince Song's mansion really has a lot of responses in Jianghu. This kind of strange people, even the selection of Tuoba Jinjia's personal guards may not be able to invite them. There is Song Wang Kuang, my great Wei , is really the blessing of the Tuoba clan."
"King Guangling, what you said is wrong! Emperor Wei personally ordered that my Tuoba clan has been renamed Yuan clan, why do I keep talking about each Tuoba?" Although Yuan Faseng was called the Little Dragon King, he was actually in his forties.
But his temperament is quite consistent with that name, and he has always been a young man.
In his heart, only a hero like his father is worthy of Tuoba's surname, and no one in the current royal family is worthy of my young master's respect.
So even facing a prince like Yuan Yu, he didn't have the slightest awe.
"The little dragon king is right. Xiao Wang often thinks about the heroic appearance of his ancestors, and it is always difficult to change his words. The Yuan family can have a little dragon king, which is naturally enough to glorify future generations." The Nanhua move of Emperor Yuan Hong of the Wei Dynasty to change his capital to change his surname is actually quite popular in the clan. controversial.Many Tuoba people still miss the old homeland, even a confidant like Yuan Yu can't be unconcerned.
The young man on the soft couch in the middle looked sick, and was surrounded by four sword slaves. Seeing the two of them speaking against each other, he hurriedly ended the situation, "The royal family of the Wei Dynasty is full of talents, and elites come out in large numbers. The body should be stronger. As a citizen of the Great Wei, if the royal family needs anything, they will naturally wait for their orders. Little Dragon King, do you know if you are satisfied with Master Pei?"
Qingyun poked Caiting secretly, "Senior sister, why do these people speak in a strange way? It's not like boasting, and it's not like hurting. Are northerners so tired of talking?"
Cai Ting raised her slender hand and patted Qingyun on the back of the head, "What about the north and the south? Don't talk nonsense when you go out for the first time. It's a conspiracy between their princes and sons. You idiot can't understand. What does it have to do with the region? Sister taught me today You make sense, people who talk about regions all day long are ignorant! You have to change it in the future!"
While the two were muttering, there was another loud bang on the field.
The little dragon king had left the table at some point, he slapped Pei Duji, and the latter hurriedly raised his palm to fight.
There was a muffled sound as the palms interlaced, and the little dragon king bounced back to his original position with his strength.
Looking at Pei Duji again, the forearm of his right hand was swollen like a puffer fish, and it was black and purple. It was obvious that the arm bone had been crushed, turning up the muscles that had been trained horizontally.
Such mutual twisting of flesh and bones is several times more painful than the pain of ordinary people breaking their arms.
Pei Duji had a resentful expression on his face. He knew that his skills were inferior to others, but he was unwilling to give in. Even though his veins were bulging all over his body and he was sweating profusely, he still stood there without saying a word.
"He's a man," Little Dragon King praised sincerely, "It's a pity that guiding me is not enough. Come here, give him good wound medicine, and give him a hundred taels of gold, so that he can be sent back."
Immediately, dozens of people walked out from behind the referee's platform, helped Pei Duji down, picked up the broken steles, and cleared the field.In less than a cup of tea, the cooking was done.
Liu Chengwu raised his hand slightly, and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Next!"
An old man in black clothes stepped forward and hugged a pair of dark and skinny ghost claws together, "Ling Weifeng, the poisonous old man in Surabaya, is showing his clumsiness."
Someone from the left and right brought two chicken coops, each containing more than ten roosters.
Yuan Yu frowned slightly, "Sir, what is the meaning of this? I'm afraid it's not very elegant to play around in this crowd."
Ling Weifeng laughed a few times, "My lord is relieved, the old man has his own measure, and he will never make a fuss." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands and smashed the top cover of the chicken coop.
Dozens of roosters fluttered their wings and fought to escape from the cage.
These roosters crow loudly, with their necks raised high, and they look like healthy chickens in their prime. Jumping roof tiles, flying eaves and crossing streams are all a piece of cake.
At this time, if a group of chickens gush out together, how can it not make a mess of chicken feathers?
Yuan Yu looked at the old man suspiciously.
He quickly rubbed his hands together a few times, shouted loudly, flipped his palms, and kept all the chickens in the cage, but he didn't touch any of them.
The roosters were eager to try and rush out of the cage, but they were very afraid of Ling Weifeng's palm, so they buried their heads and squeezed towards the far corner.
At the beginning, a few clucking and whining could be heard occasionally, but soon the flock completely quieted down.
When everyone looked at it again, all the chickens drooped their heads, their mouths were foamy, their eyes protruded, and they were lying stiff like dead fish in a corner of their respective cages.
Little Dragon King was very surprised, he was about to visit, but was stopped by a sword slave beside Liu Chengwu.
Song Wang Shizi coughed lightly, gathered some energy, and raised his voice, "The poisonous palm of the Sishui poisonous man is highly poisonous. To practice this skill, you need to soak your hands with corpse poison every day, and then take poisonous grass and corpse poison to balance it to avoid backlash Although the path is dangerous, once it succeeds, it will be extremely domineering and unrivaled. It’s not too late for the little prince to check after the poisonous gas has dissipated.”
Ling Weifeng squeezed the wrinkles and scabs on his face together to make an expression that looked like a smiling face, "The Young Master of Zhan Snake Villa really deserves his reputation. These trivial skills of the old man are secret techniques that are passed on alone and are not known in the world. I don't think that the young master can know it, and he can explain the method of cultivation. It seems that the rumors that Jianzong knows everything about Jianghu are true."
"Although this skill is domineering, its practice is indecent and extremely dangerous. It is not royal. Little Dragon King, I think..." Together with voodoo, it is actually a royal taboo.Yuan Yu was afraid that the Little Dragon King would lose his future because of this miraculous achievement, so he couldn't help but persuade him.
But Yuan Faseng snorted coldly, "This skill is overbearing? But it may not be! Let me break it with bare hands!"
At the sound of the words, a yellow shadow rose up.
Monk Yuanfa flipped his handprints several times in the air, his forearm was congested with blood, and his palm glowed with a strange red light.
This slap seemed to be much weaker than the slap that defeated Pei Duji just now, but it was this weird silence that made people feel that this slap did not come from a physical blow of flesh and blood, but almost a coquettish magic power .
Ling Weifeng's pupils suddenly shrank, like the old fox's sixth sense before the landslide, suddenly aware of something bad.
Although he didn't know what was wrong, it was not good.
He staggered his palms, trying to slow down his opponent with the poisonous miasma, concentrated his waist and legs, and retreated like flying.
Avoid the sharp edge of this blow, and then find a countermeasure.
Foxes are always more difficult than tigers because they can always make the most accurate responses.
It's a pity that what he encountered this time was not a tiger, but a dragon king!
A deep dragon chant was sent into Ling Weifeng's eardrums.
Among Xixi's people here, only he heard this voice, because the dragon chant did not come from the air, but from the resonance of his own bones.
He is not fast enough, and the effect of the poisonous miasma is not as good as expected, but the poisonous blood in the body does delay the transmission of the nerves, so the pain will occur later than the dragon's chanting.
However, Ling Weifeng didn't feel any pain. Before that, he had passed out first. Anyone who was crushed with an arm would have the same result.
At this time, Ling Weifeng was obviously worse than Pei Duji just now, the corpse poison in his palm and the toxin taken orally were directly fused in the open blood vessels.
I saw his eyes turned up like dead fish, his complexion was dead gray, his lips were purple and black, with a string of white foam hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know how many strands of gossamer were left in his three souls and seven souls.
"Is there any help?"
"I don't know, I'm afraid it will be useless after being rescued?" The crowd was full of whispers.
"Congratulations to the little dragon king. It is not recorded in the Records of Killing Snakes that he can practice the mahamudra of the bald family to this level." With the support of the sword slave, Liu Shizi looked at Yuanfa respectfully. The monk bowed to the ground.
"Really?" The Little Dragon King picked up the falling turban, put it back on, covered the hairless head, and replied coldly, "Then you remember, General Longxiang of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Little Dragon King Yuanfa Monk, According to the deceased father's posthumous article, he learned the lost Mahamudra of the Bald Fa family in the Central Plains, a great success. But it is still not as good as his late father Tuoba Zhongkui in his prime. Remember, Tuoba Zhongkui, this surname must not be spelled wrong!"
A sword slave next to Shizi swung his sword and swung his wrist, the tip of the sword was swimming and dancing on a wooden board beside him, but he was writing a record. Since the little Dragon King made a sound, it moved and stopped with the sound, without any difference for a moment.There are all kinds of things in the field today, no matter how big or small, and nothing is missed.
At this time, Yuan Yu's face was gloomy, as if he was pondering over the meaning of Yuan Fa's words.The latter seemed to be aware of it, snorted coldly, and said to Liu Shizi, "Let's see the next one."
The third candidate was dressed in a green shirt, with a long sword stuck in his back. He looked to be in his early 20s, much younger than Yuanfa Seng.
The three people on the referee's seat couldn't help but frowned at the same time.
But the man was not in a hurry, he clasped his fists and said loudly, "He Shuodu..., Liu Ying, come here to apply." His voice was crisp and full of energy, but he hesitated for some reason when he announced his name.
Liu Chengwu asked casually, "What unique skills does a strong man have?"
"sword."
"Sword? Discussing swords in front of Zhan Snake Villa, it's really tricky." The crowd of onlookers began to commotion.
"Sword? Do you know who he is?" Yuan Yu asked, pointing at Liu Chengwu.
"The young owner of Snake Villa."
"Then what qualifications do you have to discuss swords here?"
"At the age of 20, He Shuo is already invincible. This time, I heard that Zhan Snake Villa has selected masters, so I intend to give it a try. The frog at the bottom of the well wants to know how big the world is, and he hopes to be successful." He compared himself to the frog in the well, although his tone was Humility, but with a proud look on his face, it seems that he has no fear of Zhan Snake Villa.
Yuan Faseng reached into his turban and scratched his bald head, "Zongheng Heshuo, I seem to have heard of it, so you are the one..."
"There is an imperial edict today, and the surnames of Xianbei are changed to Han surnames. I am Liu Ying."
"Hahaha, that's right! As a swordsman, the surname Liu is suitable for you, but some people may not be so happy." Yuan Faseng knew that the other party also had the same thoughts as himself, loving martial arts and Wu, in order to integrate into the broader Central Plains. Jiang Hu has no grudge against Yi's surname.
As expected, Liu Chengwu's face was not very good-looking, and he waved to a sword slave beside him, "Geng Qi, go and try."
The sword slave bowed deeply to accept the order, turned around and left. "Slaying Snake Mountain Villa Tiangan Sword Slave Geng Qi, learn how to teach the master's tricks."
The reason why Zhan Snake Villa has an incomparable reputation in Jianghu is because the king of Song used his connections in the northern and southern dynasties to raise a group of dead men as sword slaves.
Some are gangsters who have committed crimes,
Some are swordsmen who have offended their enemies and have nowhere to go,
Some are martial artists who are greedy for high salaries from the palace,
There are also some who are purely looking for an environment to learn swordsmanship.
When they came here, they all abandoned their real names, and only referred to each other by code names, and judged each other by their swordsmanship.
The strong can win the names of the four evils, ten stems, twelve branches and twenty-eight mansions, and the rest can only be called by numbers.
A few years ago, there was a robber who committed a series of murders. The Northern Wei government had no choice but to offend the masters of the Dongzong and wanted to join Zhanshe Villa, but he only got a number.
Feeling humiliated, such a gangster naturally became furious and made trouble.
In the end, he was beheaded with a sword by Su Nukui Mulang who was present, shaking the world!
It can be deduced from this that all the slaves in the villa have the strength to be a giant, so what kind of existence will the sword slaves of the three levels of fierce Ganzhi be?
It's a pity that no one in the world dares to take the initiative to reveal this answer.
Today, for a boy with a hairy head, he actually attracted the Heavenly Steed Sword Slave to end, and the spectators all stared wide-eyed.
Even Yuan Yu was puzzled, "It's just a young man, does it need such a big show?"
"Every sword user in the world, I know the details of Zhanshe Villa. He can be shortlisted for this teacher selection, so we will naturally investigate him. Huozhu and Xinyuehu, who lived in the slave room of Zhanshe Villa, had a few years ago. Even against him, he failed to win."
Yuan Faseng patted his head, "This is so fucking interesting! Age is not a problem, let's see if there is any stock."
When Liu Ying saw that there was a slave coming off the stage, his eyes flickered, and he said arrogantly, so he drew his sword out of its sheath and opened his posture.
Jiannu Gengqi snorted coldly, "Jianzong's starting gesture, you are not worthy!"
A blue light followed the sound and hit Liu Ying directly in the face.
The so-called saber is white, sword is black, such slashing sword moves are not owned by any faction at all, but are outright provocative.At this time, those present who could understand the way understood that Geng Qi didn't take his opponent seriously at all.
Seeing this, Liu Ying didn't think he was disobedient, he bowed slightly, and raised the tip of his sword to meet him.In terms of etiquette, this move is to learn from the seniors, the seniors let the juniors do the starting salute, at this time it is used for humility rather than humility, it is quite appropriate.
Geng Qi thought he was also a senior with status, so he was not too crazy when he saw that the other party was courteous.Immediately, the sword edge turned and swept out horizontally.
The sword in his hand was no more than an inch thick, but the momentum of this sweep was like a gust of wind, the sword light was erratic in the wind, as if no matter how high or low, it was enveloped by it.
Under the sword light, Liu Ying's clothes fluttered like dead leaves, and he was about to be smashed to pieces by the strong wind.
Zu Weizhi was well-informed and explained softly, "This Gengqi is a master of the sword sect. The two sets of swordsmanship, Dafeng and Tengshen, are only destined to be practiced by the inner disciples passed down by the suzerain. Those who can use the Dafeng swordsmanship to this It's just a few people."
Liu Ying naturally knew it well, with a serious face, he relaxed the strength of his wrist, and slowly handed out the long sword in his hand.
With no effort on his wrist, the sword shadow fluttered like a gossamer in the strong wind. At the moment the gossamer swayed, Liu Ying actually made a move that shocked the audience.
"How dare he close his eyes? He underestimated Tian Nu so much?" Yuan Yu looked puzzled.
"Somewhat interesting, this person learned the Sword Sect method, but not the Yi Sect branch, so he doesn't know much about the Great Wind Jue.
But his understanding of Gu Yingfa in his sect is quite profound.
Because the former master of Shu was good at male and female swords, the world often mistakenly think that Gu Yingfa means Gu Ying with two swords.
In fact, this method is also used in single swords in our sect. Gu means that the sword looks at each other from head to tail, and the killer will not attack lightly; it should mean to see the enemy's weaknesses and strike later.
He closed his eyes right now just to focus on his wrist, to perceive the changes of the Great Wind Art from the sword wind, and to respond. "The two players in the game are both using the sword technique of Jianzong, so the explanation of the young master of Jianzong is naturally absolutely authoritative.
Sure enough, the two had exchanged moves in the field,
Although Liu Ying doesn't look at people, but as soon as he detects his wrist, he flicks his wrist and sends out the sword. Every time he hits the opponent's sword, and each time it is like hitting three inches of a snake, blocking the opponent's ability to attack.
Amidst the sound of jingling, all of Geng Qi's sword intent was blocked two feet away from Liu Ying.
When the strong wind encounters a solid wall, it is a dilemma. The agitated murderous aura follows Geng Qi's step by step and turns around, like a tornado, ready to go.
"Young master, do you want to..." A sword slave beside Liu Chengwu asked for instructions, holding the hilt of his sword tightly.
"No, neither of them looks like someone who can be killed easily." The prince smiled slightly, waved his hands, pondered for a while, and said, "Qongqi, protect the two princes. Chaos, Taotie, pay attention The crowd watching the battle. Wuwu, continue to record."
The four murderous slaves said that they should disperse, except for Wu Wu who was taking notes on the scene, the other three held their sword hilts and looked at the center of the scene to prevent the scene from getting out of control.
"People are going to die!" Hu Caiting turned sideways, as if he was ready to hide behind Qingyun at any time, thinking about it, he couldn't bear to watch it.
There are only two outcomes in the current situation.
Either the embankment breaks and floods, and Liu Ying is torn to pieces by raging waves,
Either the dragon spins back and Geng Qi is devoured by thousands of swords.
No matter which result, the loser will die a miserable and ugly death.
The dead end has finally changed!
A cold light flashed between the sky and the earth, and a thunderbolt rolled up to the sky.
The vortex of sword energy that was impossible to advance or retreat just now rushed towards Xiaohan angrily, like a snake.
"Hmph, the Snake Trick. This old bone is really cautious, and he dare not bet his life with the junior." The fierce slave Qiongqi, who had just asked the young master for instructions, was obviously quite disdainful of Geng Qi's response.
Yuan Yu saw that Geng Qi rolled up all the accumulated sword energy and made a move to strike down. The situation was good, so he made a relief and said, "Geng Qi thinks he has the chance to win, and he doesn't want to take risks."
The Yuanfa monk on the side shook his head like a rattle, "Then Liu Ying was forced to abandon himself and keep his eyes on the defensive. Although there was still a last chance to fight for life and death, the chances of winning were slim. Geng Qi was afraid of death and changed his tactics. The momentum is not small, but Liu Ying's crisis has been resolved. If Liu Ying continues to use life and death to press forward step by step, and Geng Qi still dare not fight, the situation will soon be reversed."
The corner of Qiongqi's mouth was lightly raised, and he glanced at the little prince, his eyes seemed to be appreciative.
Liu Ying didn't stop in the field, he sensed that his opponent was leaping up with the momentum of wind and thunder, so his eyes opened wide, and he also jumped up and followed him.
Liu Ying's sword is on the front line, and his castration is extremely fast.Geng Qi was in an awkward situation. If he didn't gain enough distance to change his attack, his lower body would be his lifeline.
As his upward momentum slowed down, the opponent's sword was already approaching.Geng Qiyi gritted his teeth, held the sword in both hands, and thrust it straight down.In an instant, the situation turned backwards, like a thunderbolt swinging a hammer. Although the distance of force was limited, it was enough to nail the oncoming Liu Ying into the loess for three points.
Liu Ying's sword was not disturbed at all, and he still stood proudly, but avoided the powerful cyclone, and pierced the unfallen Geng Qi's waist when the kinetic energy was exhausted.
The opponent fights with all his strength, but Geng Qiku has no strength to dodge.Even if he is ready to be killed, he will be pierced by Qing Feng, and his life and death are uncertain.
Sure enough, Geng Qi still cherished his life, but in a flash his sword was deflected, and he swung towards the sword that Liu Ying was bound to win.
The more moves are borrowed, the greater the momentum, the more difficult it is to change moves.
Geng Qi switched from slashing to slashing, and almost exhausted all his strength, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead, before he threw the long sword in his hand onto the opponent's blade with a clang.
He also wanted to use this blow to get out of the deadlock.
The moment the two swords intersected, their figures changed.
Geng Qi saw the sneer at the corner of Liu Ying's mouth, and his distorted expression reflected in Jian Guang's reflection.
"""""Knock on the blackboard time"""""
In Chapter 2, we mentioned the concept of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Of course, according to today's common name, the Southern Song Dynasty refers to the regime after the Zhao family's Song Dynasty went south.But before that, the Southern Song Dynasty naturally referred to the so-called "Liu Song" today.The Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty were a period of confrontation between the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
In fact, whether it is the Song Dynasty in the Spring and Autumn Period, Liu Song Dynasty, Zhao Song Dynasty, their country name is "Song", and the people of the country call themselves only "Song".The Eastern Han and Western Han all claim to be Han, the Southern Song and Northern Song all claim to be Song, the former Qin and the latter Qin all claim to be Qin, and customary appellations change with the times.Eastern Han and Western Han are sometimes referred to as Han and Later Han.Tang and Southern Tang were once called Tang and Later Tang.Cao Wei and Tuoba Northern Wei were also called Wei and Later Wei in Sui and Tang Dynasties.In some novels, it is a common-sense error to apply today's distinction between the same country names to ancient times.
Perhaps when mentioning the topic of the confrontation between the North and the South, in order to strengthen the geographical location, the Northern Wei and Southern Song Dynasties would appear at that time.However, in the court meeting in this country, it must be called the Great Wei and the Great Song.
The name of the country has been a place name (name of the country) since the Yuan and Ming Dynasties.Either it is the place where the king rebelled, the place where he was born, or the fiefdom.Although there are very few, such as Liu Yuan, who claimed that the Han was to embezzle the ancestors, but he soon realized that it would not work, so he changed the country name to Zhao.
The title of the country can also speak, and what it tells is also history.If you are interested, you can read the origin of the Longxing of most regimes in China from it, and you may have a new understanding of Chinese culture and history.
Zhou (Shaanxi Han River Basin), Qin (Shaanxi Han River Basin), Han (Shaanxi Han River Basin), Jin (Shanxi), Sui (Ji Sui, Shanxi Fen River Basin), Tang (Shanxi Fen River Basin), Zhao (Feng Guoben Taking Shanxi as the center, gradually moving eastward, crossing Henan and Hebei, and sharing the north screen with Yan), Wei (the state was originally located in Ruicheng, Shanxi, and then gradually moved eastward), Han (Hancheng, Shanxi), the Yuan Shifeng of these country names The capital of the country is in the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River.Including Hua (Huashan) and Xia (Anyi), their earliest geographical meanings are also in the Shan, Jin, and Long regions.
If we do not dogmatically stick to the historical view that China originated from the Central Plains, in fact, modern archaeological discoveries in Hexi (such as the ancient city of Shenmu, Yangshao culture group) are enough to justify the lost pre-Xia culture in China.Comparing the so-called early Egyptian cultural relics with the archaeological unearthed objects of the Yangshao Culture Group, it is nothing more than that.
Human beings have evolved from living in caves to farming, and all of them have come out of the mountains since ancient times.We use the end point to define the starting point of our ancestors' migration, isn't it just self-destructive history for thousands of years?The ancient Egyptians walked from the Nubian mountains to the Nile River plain, the ancient Babylonians walked from the Caucasus mountains to the Two Rivers, and the ancient Indian Mauryan Dynasty originated from the foot of the Hindu Kush Mountains. Wouldn't it be absurd for one's own plain farming history to compete with other people's evolutionary history, and to cut himself off from the previous farming civilization?Desperately connecting the ancient records with the Longshan culture is continuing the mistakes made by those rotten scholars for thousands of years.About the ancient things, it is the content of the follow-up works of this series.At that time, we will use modern discoveries in genetics, climatology, geography, archaeology, the development of written language and other disciplines to supplement the official historical records and restore a logical line of ancient history.
(End of this chapter)
Someone from the left and right lifted up the eight-faced stele.
I saw that Pei Duji threw off his shirt, gave a loud shout, and concentrated his energy. Amidst the sound of popping beans, his chest, abdomen, shoulders and arms swelled like a raft inflated.
The dark blue veins mixed with the distinct muscle lines make people feel more menacing.
After several punches and kicks that stretched the muscles and bones, the big man exhaled and raised his voice, walking like the wind, and using the power of stepping and wronging his waist, he threw eight punches in a row like lightning, breaking the eight stone tablets in unison.
Immediately, gravel splashed and exclamations rose.
The big man did another set of closing postures and let out a light breath. Although his forehead was covered with sweat and his face was flushed, his expression was natural and his breathing was undisturbed.
Some people in the crowd were already whispering, "What a strong foreigner's kung fu! It seems that the teacher must belong to him."
Guangling Wang Yuanyu has a handsome appearance, sharp eyes, and looks very capable. Although he is the younger brother of the current emperor, he does not have the extravagant style of the royal family in his impression.
He nodded slightly, and said to Liu Chengwu with a smile, "Prince Song's mansion really has a lot of responses in Jianghu. This kind of strange people, even the selection of Tuoba Jinjia's personal guards may not be able to invite them. There is Song Wang Kuang, my great Wei , is really the blessing of the Tuoba clan."
"King Guangling, what you said is wrong! Emperor Wei personally ordered that my Tuoba clan has been renamed Yuan clan, why do I keep talking about each Tuoba?" Although Yuan Faseng was called the Little Dragon King, he was actually in his forties.
But his temperament is quite consistent with that name, and he has always been a young man.
In his heart, only a hero like his father is worthy of Tuoba's surname, and no one in the current royal family is worthy of my young master's respect.
So even facing a prince like Yuan Yu, he didn't have the slightest awe.
"The little dragon king is right. Xiao Wang often thinks about the heroic appearance of his ancestors, and it is always difficult to change his words. The Yuan family can have a little dragon king, which is naturally enough to glorify future generations." The Nanhua move of Emperor Yuan Hong of the Wei Dynasty to change his capital to change his surname is actually quite popular in the clan. controversial.Many Tuoba people still miss the old homeland, even a confidant like Yuan Yu can't be unconcerned.
The young man on the soft couch in the middle looked sick, and was surrounded by four sword slaves. Seeing the two of them speaking against each other, he hurriedly ended the situation, "The royal family of the Wei Dynasty is full of talents, and elites come out in large numbers. The body should be stronger. As a citizen of the Great Wei, if the royal family needs anything, they will naturally wait for their orders. Little Dragon King, do you know if you are satisfied with Master Pei?"
Qingyun poked Caiting secretly, "Senior sister, why do these people speak in a strange way? It's not like boasting, and it's not like hurting. Are northerners so tired of talking?"
Cai Ting raised her slender hand and patted Qingyun on the back of the head, "What about the north and the south? Don't talk nonsense when you go out for the first time. It's a conspiracy between their princes and sons. You idiot can't understand. What does it have to do with the region? Sister taught me today You make sense, people who talk about regions all day long are ignorant! You have to change it in the future!"
While the two were muttering, there was another loud bang on the field.
The little dragon king had left the table at some point, he slapped Pei Duji, and the latter hurriedly raised his palm to fight.
There was a muffled sound as the palms interlaced, and the little dragon king bounced back to his original position with his strength.
Looking at Pei Duji again, the forearm of his right hand was swollen like a puffer fish, and it was black and purple. It was obvious that the arm bone had been crushed, turning up the muscles that had been trained horizontally.
Such mutual twisting of flesh and bones is several times more painful than the pain of ordinary people breaking their arms.
Pei Duji had a resentful expression on his face. He knew that his skills were inferior to others, but he was unwilling to give in. Even though his veins were bulging all over his body and he was sweating profusely, he still stood there without saying a word.
"He's a man," Little Dragon King praised sincerely, "It's a pity that guiding me is not enough. Come here, give him good wound medicine, and give him a hundred taels of gold, so that he can be sent back."
Immediately, dozens of people walked out from behind the referee's platform, helped Pei Duji down, picked up the broken steles, and cleared the field.In less than a cup of tea, the cooking was done.
Liu Chengwu raised his hand slightly, and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Next!"
An old man in black clothes stepped forward and hugged a pair of dark and skinny ghost claws together, "Ling Weifeng, the poisonous old man in Surabaya, is showing his clumsiness."
Someone from the left and right brought two chicken coops, each containing more than ten roosters.
Yuan Yu frowned slightly, "Sir, what is the meaning of this? I'm afraid it's not very elegant to play around in this crowd."
Ling Weifeng laughed a few times, "My lord is relieved, the old man has his own measure, and he will never make a fuss." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands and smashed the top cover of the chicken coop.
Dozens of roosters fluttered their wings and fought to escape from the cage.
These roosters crow loudly, with their necks raised high, and they look like healthy chickens in their prime. Jumping roof tiles, flying eaves and crossing streams are all a piece of cake.
At this time, if a group of chickens gush out together, how can it not make a mess of chicken feathers?
Yuan Yu looked at the old man suspiciously.
He quickly rubbed his hands together a few times, shouted loudly, flipped his palms, and kept all the chickens in the cage, but he didn't touch any of them.
The roosters were eager to try and rush out of the cage, but they were very afraid of Ling Weifeng's palm, so they buried their heads and squeezed towards the far corner.
At the beginning, a few clucking and whining could be heard occasionally, but soon the flock completely quieted down.
When everyone looked at it again, all the chickens drooped their heads, their mouths were foamy, their eyes protruded, and they were lying stiff like dead fish in a corner of their respective cages.
Little Dragon King was very surprised, he was about to visit, but was stopped by a sword slave beside Liu Chengwu.
Song Wang Shizi coughed lightly, gathered some energy, and raised his voice, "The poisonous palm of the Sishui poisonous man is highly poisonous. To practice this skill, you need to soak your hands with corpse poison every day, and then take poisonous grass and corpse poison to balance it to avoid backlash Although the path is dangerous, once it succeeds, it will be extremely domineering and unrivaled. It’s not too late for the little prince to check after the poisonous gas has dissipated.”
Ling Weifeng squeezed the wrinkles and scabs on his face together to make an expression that looked like a smiling face, "The Young Master of Zhan Snake Villa really deserves his reputation. These trivial skills of the old man are secret techniques that are passed on alone and are not known in the world. I don't think that the young master can know it, and he can explain the method of cultivation. It seems that the rumors that Jianzong knows everything about Jianghu are true."
"Although this skill is domineering, its practice is indecent and extremely dangerous. It is not royal. Little Dragon King, I think..." Together with voodoo, it is actually a royal taboo.Yuan Yu was afraid that the Little Dragon King would lose his future because of this miraculous achievement, so he couldn't help but persuade him.
But Yuan Faseng snorted coldly, "This skill is overbearing? But it may not be! Let me break it with bare hands!"
At the sound of the words, a yellow shadow rose up.
Monk Yuanfa flipped his handprints several times in the air, his forearm was congested with blood, and his palm glowed with a strange red light.
This slap seemed to be much weaker than the slap that defeated Pei Duji just now, but it was this weird silence that made people feel that this slap did not come from a physical blow of flesh and blood, but almost a coquettish magic power .
Ling Weifeng's pupils suddenly shrank, like the old fox's sixth sense before the landslide, suddenly aware of something bad.
Although he didn't know what was wrong, it was not good.
He staggered his palms, trying to slow down his opponent with the poisonous miasma, concentrated his waist and legs, and retreated like flying.
Avoid the sharp edge of this blow, and then find a countermeasure.
Foxes are always more difficult than tigers because they can always make the most accurate responses.
It's a pity that what he encountered this time was not a tiger, but a dragon king!
A deep dragon chant was sent into Ling Weifeng's eardrums.
Among Xixi's people here, only he heard this voice, because the dragon chant did not come from the air, but from the resonance of his own bones.
He is not fast enough, and the effect of the poisonous miasma is not as good as expected, but the poisonous blood in the body does delay the transmission of the nerves, so the pain will occur later than the dragon's chanting.
However, Ling Weifeng didn't feel any pain. Before that, he had passed out first. Anyone who was crushed with an arm would have the same result.
At this time, Ling Weifeng was obviously worse than Pei Duji just now, the corpse poison in his palm and the toxin taken orally were directly fused in the open blood vessels.
I saw his eyes turned up like dead fish, his complexion was dead gray, his lips were purple and black, with a string of white foam hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know how many strands of gossamer were left in his three souls and seven souls.
"Is there any help?"
"I don't know, I'm afraid it will be useless after being rescued?" The crowd was full of whispers.
"Congratulations to the little dragon king. It is not recorded in the Records of Killing Snakes that he can practice the mahamudra of the bald family to this level." With the support of the sword slave, Liu Shizi looked at Yuanfa respectfully. The monk bowed to the ground.
"Really?" The Little Dragon King picked up the falling turban, put it back on, covered the hairless head, and replied coldly, "Then you remember, General Longxiang of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Little Dragon King Yuanfa Monk, According to the deceased father's posthumous article, he learned the lost Mahamudra of the Bald Fa family in the Central Plains, a great success. But it is still not as good as his late father Tuoba Zhongkui in his prime. Remember, Tuoba Zhongkui, this surname must not be spelled wrong!"
A sword slave next to Shizi swung his sword and swung his wrist, the tip of the sword was swimming and dancing on a wooden board beside him, but he was writing a record. Since the little Dragon King made a sound, it moved and stopped with the sound, without any difference for a moment.There are all kinds of things in the field today, no matter how big or small, and nothing is missed.
At this time, Yuan Yu's face was gloomy, as if he was pondering over the meaning of Yuan Fa's words.The latter seemed to be aware of it, snorted coldly, and said to Liu Shizi, "Let's see the next one."
The third candidate was dressed in a green shirt, with a long sword stuck in his back. He looked to be in his early 20s, much younger than Yuanfa Seng.
The three people on the referee's seat couldn't help but frowned at the same time.
But the man was not in a hurry, he clasped his fists and said loudly, "He Shuodu..., Liu Ying, come here to apply." His voice was crisp and full of energy, but he hesitated for some reason when he announced his name.
Liu Chengwu asked casually, "What unique skills does a strong man have?"
"sword."
"Sword? Discussing swords in front of Zhan Snake Villa, it's really tricky." The crowd of onlookers began to commotion.
"Sword? Do you know who he is?" Yuan Yu asked, pointing at Liu Chengwu.
"The young owner of Snake Villa."
"Then what qualifications do you have to discuss swords here?"
"At the age of 20, He Shuo is already invincible. This time, I heard that Zhan Snake Villa has selected masters, so I intend to give it a try. The frog at the bottom of the well wants to know how big the world is, and he hopes to be successful." He compared himself to the frog in the well, although his tone was Humility, but with a proud look on his face, it seems that he has no fear of Zhan Snake Villa.
Yuan Faseng reached into his turban and scratched his bald head, "Zongheng Heshuo, I seem to have heard of it, so you are the one..."
"There is an imperial edict today, and the surnames of Xianbei are changed to Han surnames. I am Liu Ying."
"Hahaha, that's right! As a swordsman, the surname Liu is suitable for you, but some people may not be so happy." Yuan Faseng knew that the other party also had the same thoughts as himself, loving martial arts and Wu, in order to integrate into the broader Central Plains. Jiang Hu has no grudge against Yi's surname.
As expected, Liu Chengwu's face was not very good-looking, and he waved to a sword slave beside him, "Geng Qi, go and try."
The sword slave bowed deeply to accept the order, turned around and left. "Slaying Snake Mountain Villa Tiangan Sword Slave Geng Qi, learn how to teach the master's tricks."
The reason why Zhan Snake Villa has an incomparable reputation in Jianghu is because the king of Song used his connections in the northern and southern dynasties to raise a group of dead men as sword slaves.
Some are gangsters who have committed crimes,
Some are swordsmen who have offended their enemies and have nowhere to go,
Some are martial artists who are greedy for high salaries from the palace,
There are also some who are purely looking for an environment to learn swordsmanship.
When they came here, they all abandoned their real names, and only referred to each other by code names, and judged each other by their swordsmanship.
The strong can win the names of the four evils, ten stems, twelve branches and twenty-eight mansions, and the rest can only be called by numbers.
A few years ago, there was a robber who committed a series of murders. The Northern Wei government had no choice but to offend the masters of the Dongzong and wanted to join Zhanshe Villa, but he only got a number.
Feeling humiliated, such a gangster naturally became furious and made trouble.
In the end, he was beheaded with a sword by Su Nukui Mulang who was present, shaking the world!
It can be deduced from this that all the slaves in the villa have the strength to be a giant, so what kind of existence will the sword slaves of the three levels of fierce Ganzhi be?
It's a pity that no one in the world dares to take the initiative to reveal this answer.
Today, for a boy with a hairy head, he actually attracted the Heavenly Steed Sword Slave to end, and the spectators all stared wide-eyed.
Even Yuan Yu was puzzled, "It's just a young man, does it need such a big show?"
"Every sword user in the world, I know the details of Zhanshe Villa. He can be shortlisted for this teacher selection, so we will naturally investigate him. Huozhu and Xinyuehu, who lived in the slave room of Zhanshe Villa, had a few years ago. Even against him, he failed to win."
Yuan Faseng patted his head, "This is so fucking interesting! Age is not a problem, let's see if there is any stock."
When Liu Ying saw that there was a slave coming off the stage, his eyes flickered, and he said arrogantly, so he drew his sword out of its sheath and opened his posture.
Jiannu Gengqi snorted coldly, "Jianzong's starting gesture, you are not worthy!"
A blue light followed the sound and hit Liu Ying directly in the face.
The so-called saber is white, sword is black, such slashing sword moves are not owned by any faction at all, but are outright provocative.At this time, those present who could understand the way understood that Geng Qi didn't take his opponent seriously at all.
Seeing this, Liu Ying didn't think he was disobedient, he bowed slightly, and raised the tip of his sword to meet him.In terms of etiquette, this move is to learn from the seniors, the seniors let the juniors do the starting salute, at this time it is used for humility rather than humility, it is quite appropriate.
Geng Qi thought he was also a senior with status, so he was not too crazy when he saw that the other party was courteous.Immediately, the sword edge turned and swept out horizontally.
The sword in his hand was no more than an inch thick, but the momentum of this sweep was like a gust of wind, the sword light was erratic in the wind, as if no matter how high or low, it was enveloped by it.
Under the sword light, Liu Ying's clothes fluttered like dead leaves, and he was about to be smashed to pieces by the strong wind.
Zu Weizhi was well-informed and explained softly, "This Gengqi is a master of the sword sect. The two sets of swordsmanship, Dafeng and Tengshen, are only destined to be practiced by the inner disciples passed down by the suzerain. Those who can use the Dafeng swordsmanship to this It's just a few people."
Liu Ying naturally knew it well, with a serious face, he relaxed the strength of his wrist, and slowly handed out the long sword in his hand.
With no effort on his wrist, the sword shadow fluttered like a gossamer in the strong wind. At the moment the gossamer swayed, Liu Ying actually made a move that shocked the audience.
"How dare he close his eyes? He underestimated Tian Nu so much?" Yuan Yu looked puzzled.
"Somewhat interesting, this person learned the Sword Sect method, but not the Yi Sect branch, so he doesn't know much about the Great Wind Jue.
But his understanding of Gu Yingfa in his sect is quite profound.
Because the former master of Shu was good at male and female swords, the world often mistakenly think that Gu Yingfa means Gu Ying with two swords.
In fact, this method is also used in single swords in our sect. Gu means that the sword looks at each other from head to tail, and the killer will not attack lightly; it should mean to see the enemy's weaknesses and strike later.
He closed his eyes right now just to focus on his wrist, to perceive the changes of the Great Wind Art from the sword wind, and to respond. "The two players in the game are both using the sword technique of Jianzong, so the explanation of the young master of Jianzong is naturally absolutely authoritative.
Sure enough, the two had exchanged moves in the field,
Although Liu Ying doesn't look at people, but as soon as he detects his wrist, he flicks his wrist and sends out the sword. Every time he hits the opponent's sword, and each time it is like hitting three inches of a snake, blocking the opponent's ability to attack.
Amidst the sound of jingling, all of Geng Qi's sword intent was blocked two feet away from Liu Ying.
When the strong wind encounters a solid wall, it is a dilemma. The agitated murderous aura follows Geng Qi's step by step and turns around, like a tornado, ready to go.
"Young master, do you want to..." A sword slave beside Liu Chengwu asked for instructions, holding the hilt of his sword tightly.
"No, neither of them looks like someone who can be killed easily." The prince smiled slightly, waved his hands, pondered for a while, and said, "Qongqi, protect the two princes. Chaos, Taotie, pay attention The crowd watching the battle. Wuwu, continue to record."
The four murderous slaves said that they should disperse, except for Wu Wu who was taking notes on the scene, the other three held their sword hilts and looked at the center of the scene to prevent the scene from getting out of control.
"People are going to die!" Hu Caiting turned sideways, as if he was ready to hide behind Qingyun at any time, thinking about it, he couldn't bear to watch it.
There are only two outcomes in the current situation.
Either the embankment breaks and floods, and Liu Ying is torn to pieces by raging waves,
Either the dragon spins back and Geng Qi is devoured by thousands of swords.
No matter which result, the loser will die a miserable and ugly death.
The dead end has finally changed!
A cold light flashed between the sky and the earth, and a thunderbolt rolled up to the sky.
The vortex of sword energy that was impossible to advance or retreat just now rushed towards Xiaohan angrily, like a snake.
"Hmph, the Snake Trick. This old bone is really cautious, and he dare not bet his life with the junior." The fierce slave Qiongqi, who had just asked the young master for instructions, was obviously quite disdainful of Geng Qi's response.
Yuan Yu saw that Geng Qi rolled up all the accumulated sword energy and made a move to strike down. The situation was good, so he made a relief and said, "Geng Qi thinks he has the chance to win, and he doesn't want to take risks."
The Yuanfa monk on the side shook his head like a rattle, "Then Liu Ying was forced to abandon himself and keep his eyes on the defensive. Although there was still a last chance to fight for life and death, the chances of winning were slim. Geng Qi was afraid of death and changed his tactics. The momentum is not small, but Liu Ying's crisis has been resolved. If Liu Ying continues to use life and death to press forward step by step, and Geng Qi still dare not fight, the situation will soon be reversed."
The corner of Qiongqi's mouth was lightly raised, and he glanced at the little prince, his eyes seemed to be appreciative.
Liu Ying didn't stop in the field, he sensed that his opponent was leaping up with the momentum of wind and thunder, so his eyes opened wide, and he also jumped up and followed him.
Liu Ying's sword is on the front line, and his castration is extremely fast.Geng Qi was in an awkward situation. If he didn't gain enough distance to change his attack, his lower body would be his lifeline.
As his upward momentum slowed down, the opponent's sword was already approaching.Geng Qiyi gritted his teeth, held the sword in both hands, and thrust it straight down.In an instant, the situation turned backwards, like a thunderbolt swinging a hammer. Although the distance of force was limited, it was enough to nail the oncoming Liu Ying into the loess for three points.
Liu Ying's sword was not disturbed at all, and he still stood proudly, but avoided the powerful cyclone, and pierced the unfallen Geng Qi's waist when the kinetic energy was exhausted.
The opponent fights with all his strength, but Geng Qiku has no strength to dodge.Even if he is ready to be killed, he will be pierced by Qing Feng, and his life and death are uncertain.
Sure enough, Geng Qi still cherished his life, but in a flash his sword was deflected, and he swung towards the sword that Liu Ying was bound to win.
The more moves are borrowed, the greater the momentum, the more difficult it is to change moves.
Geng Qi switched from slashing to slashing, and almost exhausted all his strength, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead, before he threw the long sword in his hand onto the opponent's blade with a clang.
He also wanted to use this blow to get out of the deadlock.
The moment the two swords intersected, their figures changed.
Geng Qi saw the sneer at the corner of Liu Ying's mouth, and his distorted expression reflected in Jian Guang's reflection.
"""""Knock on the blackboard time"""""
In Chapter 2, we mentioned the concept of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Of course, according to today's common name, the Southern Song Dynasty refers to the regime after the Zhao family's Song Dynasty went south.But before that, the Southern Song Dynasty naturally referred to the so-called "Liu Song" today.The Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty were a period of confrontation between the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
In fact, whether it is the Song Dynasty in the Spring and Autumn Period, Liu Song Dynasty, Zhao Song Dynasty, their country name is "Song", and the people of the country call themselves only "Song".The Eastern Han and Western Han all claim to be Han, the Southern Song and Northern Song all claim to be Song, the former Qin and the latter Qin all claim to be Qin, and customary appellations change with the times.Eastern Han and Western Han are sometimes referred to as Han and Later Han.Tang and Southern Tang were once called Tang and Later Tang.Cao Wei and Tuoba Northern Wei were also called Wei and Later Wei in Sui and Tang Dynasties.In some novels, it is a common-sense error to apply today's distinction between the same country names to ancient times.
Perhaps when mentioning the topic of the confrontation between the North and the South, in order to strengthen the geographical location, the Northern Wei and Southern Song Dynasties would appear at that time.However, in the court meeting in this country, it must be called the Great Wei and the Great Song.
The name of the country has been a place name (name of the country) since the Yuan and Ming Dynasties.Either it is the place where the king rebelled, the place where he was born, or the fiefdom.Although there are very few, such as Liu Yuan, who claimed that the Han was to embezzle the ancestors, but he soon realized that it would not work, so he changed the country name to Zhao.
The title of the country can also speak, and what it tells is also history.If you are interested, you can read the origin of the Longxing of most regimes in China from it, and you may have a new understanding of Chinese culture and history.
Zhou (Shaanxi Han River Basin), Qin (Shaanxi Han River Basin), Han (Shaanxi Han River Basin), Jin (Shanxi), Sui (Ji Sui, Shanxi Fen River Basin), Tang (Shanxi Fen River Basin), Zhao (Feng Guoben Taking Shanxi as the center, gradually moving eastward, crossing Henan and Hebei, and sharing the north screen with Yan), Wei (the state was originally located in Ruicheng, Shanxi, and then gradually moved eastward), Han (Hancheng, Shanxi), the Yuan Shifeng of these country names The capital of the country is in the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River.Including Hua (Huashan) and Xia (Anyi), their earliest geographical meanings are also in the Shan, Jin, and Long regions.
If we do not dogmatically stick to the historical view that China originated from the Central Plains, in fact, modern archaeological discoveries in Hexi (such as the ancient city of Shenmu, Yangshao culture group) are enough to justify the lost pre-Xia culture in China.Comparing the so-called early Egyptian cultural relics with the archaeological unearthed objects of the Yangshao Culture Group, it is nothing more than that.
Human beings have evolved from living in caves to farming, and all of them have come out of the mountains since ancient times.We use the end point to define the starting point of our ancestors' migration, isn't it just self-destructive history for thousands of years?The ancient Egyptians walked from the Nubian mountains to the Nile River plain, the ancient Babylonians walked from the Caucasus mountains to the Two Rivers, and the ancient Indian Mauryan Dynasty originated from the foot of the Hindu Kush Mountains. Wouldn't it be absurd for one's own plain farming history to compete with other people's evolutionary history, and to cut himself off from the previous farming civilization?Desperately connecting the ancient records with the Longshan culture is continuing the mistakes made by those rotten scholars for thousands of years.About the ancient things, it is the content of the follow-up works of this series.At that time, we will use modern discoveries in genetics, climatology, geography, archaeology, the development of written language and other disciplines to supplement the official historical records and restore a logical line of ancient history.
(End of this chapter)
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