The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 63 The Sword Defeated the Three Monks
"Amitabha!"

After the Buddha's call, a monk in a gray cloth monk's robe supported Pan Qianweng,
Suddenly, two more monks arrived, standing in front of Pan Qianweng and the others.

After the monk holding Pan Qianweng put it down, he took out Shaolin's secret elixir from his bosom - Shaolin pills and gave it to Pan Qianweng.

After doing all this, he stepped forward slowly and gave a salute.

"Little monk Shaolin Xuanbei, have you seen this Wudang senior brother!?"

Yang Qingyuan felt happy, you deserve to call me Senior Brother?
Shaolin Dharma name: Jueming crosses the sky, Xuanyuan Xuhui.

Zhang Sanfeng used to carry water for many years under Master Jueyuan of Shaolin, and felt that Master Jueyuan taught one-third of the Nine Suns Scripture, so he should be of the same generation as Shaolin Mingzi, so Yang Qingyuan can also be regarded as this Mingzi generation. Not three generations higher than Xuan Bei.

Yang Qingyuan didn't respond to the brother's call, but just took out a token from his bosom with a cold expression.

"Investigate the case at Dali Temple! The idlers stay away!"

Xuan Bei saw that Yang Qingyuan didn't respond positively, and saluted again, "My lord, don't you know what crime my nephew committed?!"

Yang Qingyuan took back the token and asked, "Who are you Pan Qianweng?!"

"The little monk is his senior brother."

"Pan Qianweng is suspected of smuggling goods! He was reported! This official came to investigate according to his authority, but Pan Qianweng resisted arrest instead! What? You are also an accomplice?!"

A tall middle-aged monk sneered with a look of disdain on his face.

"As expected of Zhang Sanfeng's apprentice and grandson, and the virtue of an old Taoist priest, he stole a little Shaolin's subtle skills and acted recklessly in the arena! He is willing to be a lackey for the court and a minion for a tiger!!..."

"Xuan Cheng shut up?!" Hearing Xuan Cheng's wild words, Xuan Bei, who was the leader, also turned pale with shock.

In front of so many people, insulting Zhenwu Taoist, including Wudang disciples, this is no different from Wudang declaring war, and it also involves slandering the court. , this trip should not take him out.

On the other side, Yang Qingyuan didn't get angry directly either. Now he is not only Wudang Junior Martial Uncle, but also the Dali Temple Chancellor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a law enforcer.

"If you apologize now, I can let the past go!"

"Amitabha, monks don't tell lies! Which sentence did the poor monk say wrong?!"

Looking at the nonchalant Xuan Cheng, Yang Qingyuan remained expressionless and recited the laws of the Great Zhou.

"According to the law of the Great Zhou! If you slander the imperial court in public, you should slap your lips twenty times, and you will be fined ten liang of silver. It's a crime! Zhang Zhenren was the imperial teacher of the late emperor. If you wantonly insult and slander the national teacher in a large audience, you should slap thirty slaps. A fine of 50 taels of silver, I think you are a first-time offender! A lighter punishment! Combined punishment for several crimes, twenty slaps, and a fine of 50 taels of silver! Can you accept the punishment!?"

Xuan Cheng was irritated by Yang Qingyuan's attitude, "Bah! Just because you, a lackey of the imperial court, deserves to punish me?! What court regulations can't be controlled by me!"

Shaolin claims to be the sect of martial arts in the world, and has established a long-standing sect. Before the Qin Dynasty, it was the state religion of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and it was the leader of the world's Buddhist sects.

Even after Zhang Sanfeng founded Wudang, he still believed that he was the number one sect in the world.

Xuan Cheng's mentality is also the mentality of many people in Shaolin.

Facing Yang Qingyuan's identity as a native of Wuzhong and a lackey of the imperial court, Xuan Cheng's hatred was almost full.

Not only was Yang Qingyuan not annoyed, but a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the pig teammate was really good.

"So, Shaolin has voted for Yuanmeng in the Northern Territory? It is no longer my countryman!"

Yang Qingyuan was directly labeled as a traitor.

Xuan Bei also knew that her junior brother's nonsense was giving others a reason to talk, and with a stroke of luck, she sternly shouted, "Xuan Cheng shut up!"

Xuancheng's mind was shaken by this drink with the mentality of a Buddhist lion's roar, and he immediately reacted.

"Brother, I...!"

Before Xuan Cheng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xuan Bei, who sternly reprimanded him, "Shut up from now on! I will go back and report the truth to the head of the Discipline Hall for what you did just now." Afterwards, Xuan Bei bowed and saluted .

"Benefactor Yang, Xuan Cheng has just entered the rivers and lakes and is ignorant of the law. It was an unintentional mistake! Please forgive him once!"

In fact, Xuan Bei's attitude was not bad, if it was normal, Yang Qingyuan would not be aggressive, at most he would be fined, but now Yang Qingyuan will not let go easily.

At this time, it is precisely to create chaos for Ye Jianhan, so that he can sneak in.The teammates of the other party have given the opportunity to him, how could Yang Qingyuan let it go easily?

"Master's words are wrong. All the judgments made by this official are in line with the laws of my Great Zhou, and there is no intention of favoritism. If everyone tries to get rid of the crime in the name of ignorance of the law, the world will be in chaos! If the younger brother is released, then this official will It's a disregard for the law!"

"Master, if you are dissatisfied with this official's punishment, you can request a reconciliation from the Ministry of Criminal Justice, or report this official's crime of breaking the law to the Metropolitan Procuratorate! But today, this sentence must be implemented!"

People from Buddhism are good at sophistry and wit, Yang Qingyuan doesn't want to say more.

"Master Xuan Cheng, are you going to receive the punishment yourself, or will you receive the punishment after I capture it?!"

Just as Xuan Cheng was about to speak, he thought of Xuan Bei's words just now, a pair of tiger eyes glared at Yang Qingyuan, but he didn't speak.

"Amitabha! Lord Yang has made up his mind, and the poor monk will not say more? But Xuan Cheng is my Shaolin disciple after all, and it is difficult for the poor monk to watch the lord take him away for execution."

Yang Qingyuan spat out his true energy in his left palm, and a long sword was captured from the palm of a fast catcher behind him.

"It seems that I still have to capture it myself!? Sigh!"

Before the words fell, the figure moved forward rapidly.

The Kunlun School Chasing Wind and Yudian is a rare master of lightness skills in the world, and is especially good at short-distance straight-line sprints.

Before Xuan Cheng could react, Yang Qingyuan's sword was already in front of Xuan Cheng.

Seeing that it was too late to dodge, Xuan Bei on the side punched out Yang Qingyuan's sword.

Just now, under Xuan Bei's full concentration, he used Shaolin's unique skill of eight steps to drive away cicadas, barely kept up with Yang Qingyuan's speed, blasted out a hundred-step magical fist from the side, and saved Xuan Cheng in time.

Xuan Cheng and Xuan Nan at the side also reacted and made moves one after another.

XuanNan Jingyan slammed down the stele hand, and between the strikes, the palm strength was astonishing, and the true energy was magnificent.

Although Xuan Cheng is reckless and arrogant, he is indeed a rare talent in Shaolin, and he has learned the seven unique skills of Shaolin by himself.The moves in the hands are changing, the flower finger, the prajna palm, and the dragon claw kung fu are used one after another.

Palm strength and fist strength, splashing everywhere.

But Yang Qingyuan, who was under the siege of three people, did not have the slightest pressure, and his movements were graceful and elegant.

The moves of Xuan Cheng and Xuan Nan probably couldn't keep up with Yang Qingyuan's lightness kung fu.

Only Xuan Bei, who is proficient in the eight-step chasing cicada and the hundred-step magic fist, can barely keep up with Yang Qingyuan's lightness swordsmanship.

In fact, it's not that Xuan Cheng and Xuan Nan are low in lightness kung fu, the people in the world have always thought that masters of external kung fu are not good at light kung fu, this was originally a wrong view.

A martial artist who exercises his body with external skills has strong limbs, and even has an advantage over ordinary qi refining martial artists in terms of sprinting and bursting body skills.

But the helpless opponent is Yang Qingyuan. Yang Qingyuan's martial arts is still far behind the top masters and masters in the world, but when it comes to lightness martial arts, there are only a handful of them who can surpass him.

Based on Wudang Tiyun Zong and Fengwu Nine Heavens, Yang Qingyuan incorporated Kunlun School's Yunlong Nine Appearances and Chasing Wind Yudian, Qingcheng School's Tiangang Footwork and a series of light kung fu and body techniques, and he also comprehended Qingfeng Thirteen Sword, comprehend the meaning of the breeze.

Among the younger generation, Qinggong does not think of being second to others, even if it is a master of the older generation, there are very few who can beat him.

Xuan Bei was able to keep up with Yang Qingyuan, it was because Yang Qingyuan was trying to delay Ye Jianhan's time.

Yang Qingyuan seemed to be attacking fiercely, but in fact he only used the Liangyi swordsmanship of the Wudang School to fight against the enemy. He was suppressed by the three of them for a while, and he was at a disadvantage.

But even so, the three of Xuan Bei were shocked.

Xuan Bei and Xuan Cheng are direct disciples of the contemporary abbot Kongwen of Shaolin, and Xuan Nan is a disciple of the first emptiness monk of the Bodhidharma Academy.

They are all outstanding disciples of Shaolin Xuanzi generation. Among them, Xuan Bei has been selected as the candidate for the next Shaolin abbot, Xuan Cheng has the demeanor of No.1 Xuanzi generation, and Xuannan is also extraordinary in martial arts.

With such a combination of three people, Yang Qingyuan could not do anything.

The three of them could not have imagined that the younger generation of Wudang would have such a master, it was really frightening.

Pan Qianweng on the side originally wanted to step forward to help, but suddenly thought of something, stroked his beard and did not choose to step forward, but continued to confront the six-door arrester.

Yang Qingyuan and Xuannan fought against each other for two quarters of an hour, Xuanbei saw that there was no result for both sides, so he said while making moves.

"Master Yang, although the three of my senior brothers can't do anything to you, you can't win against our senior brothers. Why don't both sides stop fighting and let my senior brother make amends. How about letting the two sides just let it go?!"

But Yang Qingyuan didn't intend to stop at all, with the long sword in his hand, one move after another, the light of the sword flickered, and the sword energy flew.

Seeing this, Xuan Bei also called out the Buddha's name and continued to attack.

The two sides fought for half an hour, and Xuan Bei, as the candidate for the next abbot, was awarded the Shaolin unique skill Yi Jin Jing. The inner strength of the true energy is thick and long, which has not been noticed yet, but only half of the true energy in Xuancheng and Xuannan is left.

On the other hand, Yang Qingyuan, with one enemy against three, has never stopped his sword moves, but his true energy is still thick and long.

The more Xuan Bei and the other three fought, the more frightened they became. Could it be that Yang Qingyuan was going to delay the three of them until their real energy was exhausted?
The three people's true energy in their palms unanimously used all their strength, trying to defeat Yang Qingyuan in a short time.

A moment later, Yang Qingyuan, who was under siege, suddenly sensed a familiar aura coming, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Afterwards, a figure jumped down from the height, it was Ye Jianhan who was going to steal the account book.

Ye Jianhan nodded slightly towards Yang Qingyuan, indicating that the account book was in his hands. Seeing this, Yang Qingyuan no longer hid his clumsiness, and suddenly his figure flashed, and his speed increased by another [-]%.

With the long sword in his palm, the momentum of the sword changed.

The Liangyi Excalibur, which was originally a combination of rigidity and softness, suddenly became light and mysterious, seemingly non-existent, virtual and real.

Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng——The breeze comes slowly.

Wind is the movement and stillness of Qi, impermanent and silent.

The three of Xuan Bei couldn't block the wind, couldn't hide from the wind, couldn't catch up with the wind, so they couldn't block Yang Qingyuan's Qingfeng Thirteen Swords.

With just one move, Qingfeng Thirteen Swords broke through the offensive of the three of them. Although the three of them were senior brothers, they joined forces temporarily and it was difficult to cooperate seamlessly.

For Feng, this is full of flaws.

Yang Qingyuan swung the sword with his backhand - Fengyang Bibo, repelling Xuanbei and Xuannan, and then stabbed straight with the long sword in his hand - Qingfeng pointed at the willow, breaking Xuancheng's palm strength and fist strength.

Just when the tip of the sword was about to stab Xuan Cheng's throat, Yang Qingyuan withdrew his move suddenly, and stretched out his fingers like lightning, sealing off Xuan Cheng's seven acupoints and cutting off the flow of true essence in his meridians.

Qingfeng Thirteen Swords, if used straight, is the first-class swordsmanship of the Xuanmen, but if it is used backwards, it is the Wushuang of the Xuanmen.

"Jianhan stop them!"

Xuan Bei and Xuan Nan wanted to continue to rescue them, but they were stopped by Ye Jianhan who was watching the battle.

Xuan Bei looked at Ye Jianhan, who suddenly stopped in front of the two of them, with serious eyes.

Looking at the aura of the person in front of him, he is another master of metamorphosis.A single Yang Qingyuan was enough to defeat the three of his senior brothers, and with this person in front of him, if the three of his senior brothers continued to fight, they might all have to be escorted back to Dali Temple.

"Master Yang, is there really no room for negotiation?" Xuan Bei had a bitter look on his face, he couldn't beat him again and again, and he didn't take reason, the younger brother can really cause trouble!

Yang Qingyuan glanced at Xuan Bei, "We'll discuss this matter later! I'm here today because I received a tip that someone reported the Cao Gang's smuggling of goods! Gang Leader Pan, do you agree or not!"

Pan Qianweng looked at the situation in front of him, the three Shaolin descendants were all defeated by Yang Qingyuan's sword, it didn't make much sense to continue to resist, it was better to abandon the car and protect the handsome.

"Master Yang, I really don't know at this time, can you give the villain half an hour, and the villain will go to investigate immediately! I will definitely give Master Yang a satisfactory answer!"

Yang Qingyuan thought for a while, nodded, and agreed.

He didn't come here for smuggling in the first place. His current strength is far from enough to completely solve the smuggling. Once he touches this piece of cheese, he will become a thorn in the side of those with vested interests.

Now he is not enough to deal with the revenge of these people!

Three quarters of an hour later, the Execution Hall Master of the Cao Gang hurried back.

"I report to the leader of the gang, Mr. Yang, I took the disciples of the Cao gang to check the pier, and indeed found smuggled goods. In addition, I also found four women who had been trafficked. After careful verification by the villain, it was the master of the Weishui hall who brought the seven daughters of the hall together. A disciple colluded with an outsider. The villain has taken them all and handed them over to Master Yang and the leader!"

Pan Qianweng glanced at Yang Qingyuan secretly, and scolded, "What to do with him? This is Mr. Yang's prisoner, he must be dealt with according to law! Don't hand him over to Mr. Yang!"

Yang Qingyuan handed over Xuan Cheng and several criminals to the police, then took out a pen and paper from his sleeve, and took care of it.

The disciples of the Cao Gang committed smuggling and human trafficking crimes. The leader of the gang, Pan Qianweng, was not strict.

After finishing writing, it was stamped with the seal of Dali Temple, flicked with a flick of the finger, and sent to Pan Qianweng.

"This is a punishment for the Cao Gang, and I hope that Master Pan will hand it over to the Dali Temple within five days!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the reactions of Pan Qianweng and Xuan Bei, and turned and left with the policeman.

Pan Qianweng looked at the paper in his hand, feeling unbearably angry, but it was not easy to get angry directly in front of Xuan Bei.

Xuan Bei also had a bitter expression on his face, watching his junior brother being captured, but he was helpless.

Among the people in the Dali Temple who were leaving, Ye Jianhan handed a book to Yang Qingyuan, and then jumped into the darkness and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)