Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 168 Skills and Spirits, Suspended Qi and Injury

Standing next to you, if you don't add any prerequisites, this requirement sounds very simple.

But in fact, when the nearly [-] first-class masters within a hundred feet first arrived here, their six senses were enlightened and their keen perception had already felt the hardships contained in it.

The unused pipa, if it is far away, sounds like the sound of wind and rain, mixed with one or two thunderbolts, and the listener is completely intoxicated from body to heart.

But after getting closer, you can feel that the rainwater is continuous into lines, the lines are accumulated into depressions, and the depressions are as deep as the sea. Fantastic momentum.

If you get within ten feet of him, you can feel the increasing momentum of wind, rain, and waves every time you take a step closer.

It was as if he had suddenly come to a new world from a world with a clear sky.

Those seemingly calm air, when you really step into it and put yourself in it, it turns out that there is a mighty atmosphere, and the whistling wind and rain are hidden.

Under the control of the melody, the invisible dense wind turned into colorless high walls scattered and moving, twisting and twisting repeatedly, squeezing towards Shao Lingxiao over there.

However, every time he arrived at Shao Lingxiao's side, these waves-like strong winds would be provoked by him, lifted up, and pushed back.

These sounds of wind and waves have instead become a tool he uses to restrict Juyue, making the undercurrent around Juyue denser and more ferocious.

When the drunken young man just broke into the edge of this area, his body couldn't help being torn by the chaotic air currents, swaying and tilting, and his drunkenness became even worse.

The masonry ground, which has been repeatedly washed by the undercurrent of the wind and waves here, has become slightly damp, and the color has changed from gray to dark blue.

When the distance between the shoulders of the drunk young man and the dark blue ground was less than two inches, his straight body suddenly burst out.

This change in movement is extremely strange, completely different from the habit of ordinary people's body exerting force, and it doesn't even rely on the spurt of true energy to hit the ground to change its direction.

And it seemed like a psychic sword, when it fell to the ground, because it hated the dust on the ground, it naturally adjusted its direction, clinging to the ground, turning at a certain angle, and flying out.

People are like knives, knives piercing the air, a heavy undercurrent, whether it is a frontal impact, a side attack, or even a spinning suction, in front of his straight flying figure, it is like a lot of thick and heavy cloth dancing chaotically, being caught Slashed in one fell swoop.

The clothes on the drunk young man's body were stained a lot, and the material was also dusty, but when he flew away in the air, from his hair to the corners of his clothes, his whole body became white and gleaming in a blink of an eye.

The meaning of the sword is like snow waves, and the heroic posture is like a swan.

Among the many onlookers in Guanzhong Wulin, many who did not know him suddenly remembered a name.

"Treading the snow in Jialing, flying like a swan, it turned out to be Lu Ningxian, the successor of the Changbai sword technique."

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, Wang Bo, the Zhishilang of Changbai Mountain, rebelled. Although there were many relapses and the end was very bad, his courage to be the first in the world was still boasted by others, and his Changbai sword technique was passed down from generation to generation.

For many years, among the successors of Changbai Sword Art, sometimes only after two or three generations can there be such a first-class master, and there are not enough disciples, so they have already disappeared from everyone. Inheritance can be said to be everywhere.

But Lu Ningxian's reputation is actually greater than the sword skills he inherited.

At that time, Yin Beiwu, the master of the East China Sea, was playing on the Jialing River, dancing swords and singing long songs on moonlit nights. Lu Ningxian came to him looking for the singing, looking like a young man, he actually asked Yin Beiwu for advice.

It is said that he made three moves before and after, and was knocked down into the river by Yin Beiwu three times. Still carrying a broken knife, he walked out of the muddy current at the bottom of the river and asked Yin Beiwu to drink.

Later, Yin Beiwu rushed to the southwest, talked and laughed in front of several orthodox masters, many martial arts tycoons, and generals, mentioned this matter, and praised Lu Ningxian a lot.

Lu Ningxian's reputation spread from this. Ten years later, no one could tell exactly when he stepped into the realm of a first-class master, but seeing this slash with his body as a sword today, it is obvious that he is in this realm. It has also been called the best.

However, just when he actually came to the right side of Juwu and just landed on the ground, his head abruptly gave way back, taking five steps back in a row.

It looked like the moment he landed, something pierced the front door, causing him to back away in shock.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, no one saw anything attacking Lu Ningxian at that moment. Even if other first-class masters had clear senses and intuitive senses, they couldn't see why he retreated.

After retreating five steps in a row, Lu Ningxian's expression was extremely solemn, his brows were furrowed, as if he had encountered an ancient problem that he couldn't understand.

The robes all over his body were pulled to the east and westward in this undercurrent, fluttering unsteadily, but his feet were firmly planted on the ground, as if they had taken root immediately, and he did not want to step back or deviate. The drunkenness gradually turned into a thin smoke with the smell of alcohol, curling up into the air, and then being washed away by the surrounding undercurrent.

The people around waited for a while, but he didn't see any more movement from him, so the long-bearded civil servant took out a golden dart and hid it in his palm, and pressed the hilt of his sword with his other hand, and walked towards Juyou step by step.

The choice of the long-bearded civil servant is completely opposite to Lu Ningxian's speedy flying just now. It can be said that he is making steady progress every step of the way. Even when he is ten feet behind Juyou, his steps echo the tune of the pipa , when striding forward a few times, it happened to be the accent under the buckle of the pipa.

The steps he took were big and sometimes small, but the footprints he made became deeper and deeper. When he was about four feet away from where Lu Ningxian was, he stepped down and it reached his knees.

This was originally a street, not only the masonry is hard, but the foundation under the stone layer is also extremely compact, even if it is destroyed by a huge force, there should be some cracking noises, but the long-bearded civil servant stepped on it step by step, every time the footprints Deep in, all silent.

Knowledgeable people can guess that it must be because there is a thick and deep pressure, which has penetrated deeply into the ground before the long-bearded civil servant stepped on his feet every time, turning the supposedly solid masonry foundation into a swamp. generally.

The long-bearded civil servant tried to shake the sunken leg, pondered for a while, released the golden dart and long sword, exercised enough skill, bent down and slapped his hands on the ground, and pulled himself out, bang bang bang bang , several strides in succession.

Every step of the foot leaves a deep crater, but before the foot sinks into the crater, he has already taken the next step, and the colorless true energy like steel shoots out from the whole body, and he walks through the air.

In such a vigorous effort, the long-bearded civil servant rushed behind Juyou in an astonishing manner, and even made people think that he would directly pass Juyou in the next step and rush straight in front of Shao Lingxiao, but suddenly froze there.

After a few breaths of silence, he wiped the sweat dripping from his head and face with his sleeves, and retreated cautiously, step by step, to a place farther than Lu Ningxian before his whole body froze. , stop on the spot.

Everyone observed repeatedly, and saw that the two of them didn't seem to be seriously injured or imprisoned by force, but they stopped moving forward, and they were extremely puzzled.

Someone yelled loudly, asking them what happened to the two of them, but they got no response.

After adopting two completely different methods, it seems that they can't succeed. The pipa, which is not in use, is getting closer and closer to the end.

The rest of the people looked around, their eyes collided, and there was already a tacit understanding without speaking.

Some people lowered their short knives in their sleeves, some put on silver silk gloves, Shi Qing also took out the King Yu Hammer that he was famous for, it was a short golden hammer with a handle like a lotus root and a hammer head like a melon, more than two feet long. hammer.

There were more than [-] first-class masters present, not to mention the first-class people in the eastern part of Guanzhong, there are only so many people, but at least more than [-]% of them have come, and several of them belong to the Ministry of Punishment, and were temporarily dispatched by the inner guard over here.

The next moment, when these people rushed out almost at the same time, everyone witnessed a violent storm that engulfed two rows of nearby houses and rolled up countless tiles.

With the power of more than 20 first-class masters, they blasted through the undercurrent covering within ten feet of Juwu like a meteor falling to the ground.

Their figures shuttled between the storms, not only came to Juyou's side, but even rushed out of him without stopping, and each used their unique skills to kill Shao Lingxiao.

Who can practice martial arts to such an extent that he can be a big man in any place, and who would not have his own arrogance.

The so-called "stand by the side of the house" bet, if it is brought up by ordinary people, if they hear it, they will just laugh it off and don't take it to heart.

Only because it was Shao Lingxiao who made the bet, the leader of the southwestern enemy country ten years ago, and the person who almost destroyed Laojun Mountain in a surprise attack recently, he is qualified to make them feel emotional, and he is qualified to let them have a kind of "prove yourself!" " thoughts.

However, in order to prove the strength of Guanzhong Wulin and Datang warriors, in addition to fulfilling the conditions of the bet, wouldn't it be better if they could repel or even injure Shao Lingxiao?
The place where Shao Lingxiao was was originally a restaurant, but in the blow when he knocked on the wine glass, the whole house was destroyed, and even the surrounding walls and roof collapsed quite a bit.

Now there was only a bench and a table where he was sitting, and the four servants standing behind him, Qiu Ruzui and Zhu Linlang had already left on the way to listen to the music.

Facing the many figures coming in the storm that blurred their vision, the four young attendants were calm and composed, and they had no doubts about their leader's ability, so they would not shrink back in the slightest.

These four people are the most talented disciples among the younger generation of Huo Luo Dao, and they were also cultivated by Shao Lingxiao personally teaching martial arts.

Except for Yu Tu, Tian Fang, Ye Motian and a few others, no one in the world would have a deeper understanding of Shao Lingxiao's marvelous martial arts attainments than them.

Shao Lingxiao's response was just to ring the wine glass again.

Unlike the last time when there was a light sound that exploded the air waves, this time, the white porcelain jade-like wine glass was the first to shatter under the long chopsticks.

The wine glass turned into sword-shaped powder amidst the fierce crisp sound, and flew out.

Immediately afterwards, the whole table was also thumping, cracking into many fragments, from the top to the corner of the table, one after another, like long nails or small swords, swayed in the air, shuttled and shot away.

Shi Qing's King Yu's Hammer is ingenious and does not work, it combines clearness with turbidity. A warhammer seems to be the closest partner, and it will even actively drive his body to make wonderful attacks and dodges.

But this time, intentionally or unintentionally, he couldn't avoid the volleying sword energy formed by the powder in the blink of an eye, the gourd-like hammer head resisted it, and the white porcelain powder hit it, knocking him whole People flew out.

At this time, the rest of the people were also found by three, five, and seven wooden fragments.

Wang Guang from the Wang family of Taiyuan, wearing a pair of silver silk gloves, Shi Zhan developed the unique knowledge handed down from the five surnames and seven families that were known together with the Cui family and the Lu family back then.

The technique is sharp and supernatural, like pinching and buckling, like a nine-headed bird pecking, sacking and killing.

At that time, the Taiyuan Wang family was also called the Jilu Wang family, and all the dignitaries were proud to marry the daughter of the Wang family. Jiufeng Jilu was good at capturing, and it was originally the martial arts practiced by the Wang family's daughter since childhood, and I didn't know how to intercept it. How many in-laws and family spirits have been learned.

Later, Emperor Gaozong suppressed the royal family and caused it to decline, but this set of martial arts was passed down and gradually became the foundation of the family.

Wang Guang has been cultivating this set of martial arts for 30 years. When he first entered the first-class level, he played with a few friends and ordered bamboo sticks to be poured upstream of the waterfall.

Standing under the [-]-foot waterfall, he used this set of grappling techniques to intercept all the marked bamboo sticks within the loud noise and turbulent flow of the waterfall.

But today, when he faced the five wooden fragments that were only a few inches long, he failed to catch them three times in a row. Instead, he was cut through the front of his clothes and had bleeding marks at the corners of his eyes. He dodged in panic.

When retreating in a hurry, Wang Guang closed one eye forcibly because of the injury at the corner of his eye. While his eyes were shaking, he could see the trajectory of those few pieces of wood flying past, like a swordsman walking around him, using swordsmanship to attack. .

The peacock spreads its tail, the roots of the old tree intertwine, the needle is searched under the sea, the cloud moves the sword, the phoenix nods three times and so on.

While dodging in fear, the moves Wang Guang saw were all the most common swordsmanship moves in Jianghu. There are similar movements in the basic swordsmanship listed in the introduction of each school and school.

If the facts were not in front of him, even if he killed Wang Guang, he would not believe that he would be forced into danger by these clumsy moves.

When he gathered all his strength, he made a grab at the fastest speed, but was pulled and deflected by the force field generated when the two pieces of wood intersected.

At this moment of anger, the other three wood chips hit his body one after another, penetrating into the flesh some deep and some shallow, and the tips of the wood chips pressed exactly on several points called acupuncture points.

The body froze for an instant, unable to move, Wang Guang's anger was about to be vented but he didn't vent, his throat was fishy and sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood mist.

This was a storm that hadn't stopped, and as soon as the blood mist was spit out, it was blown upside down on his own face by a gust of wind.

But just because he couldn't move anymore, he had the freedom to see other people's situation at this time.

All, all.

All of them are such superficial sword moves, breaking the Leaping Deer Knife inherited by Liu Yejun, breaking the palm skills of the big tiger minion, breaking the ancient clumsy hands of Jihusou's family, breaking the sword that is said to be left by Yuan Tiangang back then. Lie Ziyin.

There was even a master of the Ministry of Criminal Justice whose surname was Huangfu, who was forced to use a set of evil palms, which seemed to be the dust-free palm of Yang Mulao, the demon leader among the barbarians a few years ago.

I don't know how he, who is known for his righteousness, can practice this set of palm skills.But no matter what the hidden secrets are, they are all suppressed by those wood chips without discrimination.

When Wang Guang saw this, the anger in his heart that his family's reputation was humiliated by the simple moves cooled down.

Simultaneously manipulated hundreds of pieces of wood, performed such a simple and unadorned swordsmanship, and deciphered more than [-] kinds of martial arts unique arts with different origins.

It's hard to imagine what kind of mentality it is that makes the genius of the Demon Cult's direct lineage, a person who can choose any supernatural skill at will, still devote extreme concentration when practicing these basic sword moves.

With sincerity, make the stubborn stone bloom, turn decay into magic.

"Is it because I evaded all the way, so that you have the illusion that my injury is so serious that you can launch a counterattack against me with just these people?"

Shao Lingxiao raised his wrist, and the chopsticks twirled lightly between his fingers. He laughed and said, "Or, are you really underestimating the group of people left behind by Cao, Yan, Ju, and Su Xing?"

In terms of skill, if these twenty or so people add up, they are really stronger than Shao Lingxiao who is seriously injured now. Unfortunately, in terms of moves and mind, they have no chance to gather their skills and pose a threat to Shao Lingxiao.

"Without self-knowledge, you have to pay more."

The chaotic wind weakened, and the long hair fell down, covering Shao Lingxiao's side face. The wide sleeves of the robe slipped from his wrists. He held the chopsticks and stabbed forward lightly.

Hundreds of strands of true energy stretched out from one end of the long chopsticks and connected to the acupuncture points of those who were restrained.

The people scattered in all directions felt a thick and unspeakable true force almost in no particular order, and it was transmitted along that strand of air.

"This is……"

The hearts of many warriors were shocked, not only because of the tingling pain they felt in the meridians at this moment, but also because they immediately recognized that this real power was not a demon sect martial arts.

Of all martial arts in the world, the one with the purest qi is naturally the Shaolin King Kong True Essence Sutra, and the one with the deepest foundation is Laojunshan.

The inaction scriptures practice qi like ink, and the qi of the five elements and extinguishing phases is divided into five colors, which are all very easy to distinguish.

What is transmitted to them at this moment is not the true power of the Five Elements Annihilation.

"We... fell for it!"

Wang Guang and others suddenly realized.

"The rumors are true. The battle before Reverend Tianfang shattered the void did leave him with a serious hidden danger. He is using our foundation of skills to offset the injuries left after the previous battle with Reverend Tianfang."

In order to completely remove the Wuwei Excalibur in Shao Lingxiao's body, Xu Hongmei only dissipated [-]% of the five-element rebellious heterogeneous zhenqi remaining in his body when he was born with Tianfang's trick.

During this period of time, he stopped and went all the way, wasted by General Feng, who has the combat power of a grandmaster, and three top-notch masters with magical weapons, and he failed to recover much from his injuries.

But now, if there are so many first-class masters who share the five elements with their pure internal strength of hard work, Shao Lingxiao's injury will recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Guang and the others knew this truth, but they had to resist.

To them, Tian Fang's five-element extinguishing true qi is like seeing a mountain peak, about to smash it down on them. There is no way to think about it any more.

Zheng! ! ! !

Suddenly the pipa vibrated.

The tone changed, like a war horse neighing in the wind and rain, outlined by the wind and filled by the rain, revealing the true face of a mighty army.

The five-color true qi received by the crowd slowed down, and the qi threads connected to them also vibrated like the strings of a lute.

Shao Lingxiao's gaze moved over: "From the moment you played the first sound, you have been suppressed by me and can't even speak. This is the end, do you want to do more futile things?"

He didn't need to have a slight worry on his face, and when he fell into such a dangerous situation, he only frowned slightly, and plucked the strings with his eyes downcast.

Perhaps those people who can be called masters of rhythm throughout the ages have a more sentimental heart than ordinary people. Some people denounce it as hurting the spring and autumn, or praise it as deep love and longevity, but they can't help feeling that they are just A little more fragile.

The good things in the world are not strong, and the colored clouds are easy to scatter and the glaze is brittle.

But the unused sorrows and hurts were always just a little bit, a superficial layer. When he was living in the market, like begging from outside the Great Wall to Chang'an, he refused to make this point more worrying.

Later, he had to meet the magic soldiers, and his martial arts became famous, and the emperor also went out to the palace to enjoy the performances for him, with thousands of sounds, and his reputation was left in history, but he refused to teach it.

Rather than saying that he is a little sad, it is better to say that he is unwilling to bow his head and insist on being in the same class. There is very little sadness in it, and the arrogance is deeper.

"Fengxi, Dale, there is still a moment."

The iron cavalry stands out, and in the whistling wind of the flag, the sound of the pipa is like electric lines splitting in ten directions, blooming under the fingers and on the strings again and again.

The air filaments vibrated more frequently, but they continued until a pumpkin warhammer stirred horizontally, tearing the air filaments from the surrounding people.

There are many moves in the arena that use self-injury to stimulate potential, but when it comes to first-class masters, their true energy runs through their limbs, and every bit of potential is grasped by themselves. This kind of move has no meaning for them.

But there are always exceptions in the world.

Shi Qing, the leader of the green forest, has mastered self-destructive tactics that are useful to first-rate experts.

His body shrunk even smaller, and the robe that fit him just now seemed loose, which made the weight of the war hammer even more contrasting.

The hammer flew out without hitting Shao Lingxiao, and hit Lu Ningxian on the back.

Lu Ningxian was the first person to be suppressed, except for those who didn't use it. But when the hammer hit him, he felt that the positions of his acupoints jumped all over his body, and a hidden sharpness cut through the restraints.

A knife as thin as paper and as pale yellow as paper flashed in his palm with light.

As the sound of the pipa suddenly became passionate, Lu Ningxian leaned forward and cut off all the strands of air spreading from the front with one blow.

Another vertical knife splits the long chopsticks like a broken bamboo.

Shao Lingxiao clamped the blade with two fingers, but a trace of blood flowed between the fingers. The dark red blood dripped on the floor tiles, and the pattering sound was so clear.

"Paper torture knife, are you Yin Beiwu's disciple?"

The Demon Cult leader's eyes lit up instantly.

Among the five people back then, Yu Tu was not the most outstanding one because of his inner beauty and long-term thoughts. The more he fought, the more he showed his strength.

But on the second day after arriving in the Southwest, he entered the main altar of the Demon Cult with a knife, which affected the entire battlefield situation, resulting in Shao Lingxiao being blocked, the Supreme Elder of the Demon Cult being besieged and killed by three people including Cui Lingfang, and Yu Tu having the opportunity to suppress The group of elders from the direct lineage of the demon sect made Nanzhao determined to betray...

The last ray of light of the great collapse of the Demon Cult was the sharp edge of Yin Beiwu's sword.

But among those five people, Shao Lingxiao hated the least, but it was also this person.Not because Yin Beiwu was the first to die by his sword, but because...

"Back then, there were a few of them, each with their own reasons. A stubborn stone is like a stubborn stone. Cui Lingfang is the most ridiculous. Only Yin Beiwu, he just came to me for a martial arts competition."

When Lu Ningxian slashed this knife, the sound of the pipa was urgent, urging everyone to retreat.

Shao Lingxiao burst out sword energy between his fingers, shaking the swordsman away, and grabbed it with one hand, but those strands of air that had been severed had not dissipated completely.

The sword qi went through the dodge and protection of the people in a wonderful state, reconnecting their acupoints, and once again made everyone fall into a stagnation, and the five-color light surged away.

"You are Yin Beiwu's disciple, then you can go."

"The sword is senior's last wish, and it was sent by real Yu Tu, but I'm just senior's drinking buddy."

Lu Ningxian came back again.

Shao Lingxiao changed the five fingers of his other hand, or used the index finger and middle finger to form a sword, or used the middle finger and ring finger to form a sword, or used his thumb to press down, shook the magic sword several times, and pressed on Lu Ningxian's chest from the air.

"If you don't cherish it, then join them and become a tool for me to recover from my injuries."

Lu Ningxian's limbs were stiff and he hung in the air.

The pipa has already burst into blood, and the five-color light is still firmly penetrating through the obstacles, passing along the air filaments to everyone.

Shao Lingxiao got up, most of his body was filled with five colors of light, flowing out.

………………

beep! !
beep! ! ! !
The inner guard who escaped by diving on the river was completely soaked, blew his whistle, and ran wildly between the mountains and forests.

The whistle he uses is made of refined iron, with an ingenious internal structure, blown with true energy, the sound can be heard ten miles away, and its sharp tone is the only one of its kind, it is the fastest method used by the inner guards to convey warnings and ask for help.

It's a pity that in order to chase and intercept those monster mutants, the route of real masters like General Feng and the others has become difficult to figure out, and there can only be a general direction.

Neiwei rushed so far, but he didn't see the person he really wanted to inform came to him.

beep! ! !

The sound of the whistle suddenly dropped.

A silent but heavy wind pressure fell on the surroundings.

There was a trace of gold and red in each of the eyes swaying from the fire, surrounded by murderous aura, suddenly appeared in front of the inner guard.

(End of this chapter)