Comprehensive martial arts: starting from Xiao Li Feidao's nephew

Chapter 245
Fighting is a matter of bravery. It is said that with enough courage, even if the strength is not as good as the opponent, the weak can often defeat the strong.

But Cai Jing lacked such things all his life.

Now the wind is so strong that it makes people dizzy, and the rain is so swaying that it makes people's skin hurt. He is cold, lonely and uncomfortable for a while, and he misses his warm big bed very much.

The spiritual miraculous power of Shan Zi Jing is so inconvenient. Even if it can achieve the magical effect of distorting the reality to make the real one false, it is impossible to interfere with this little wind and rain, which is far inferior to even the true energy of the acquired warrior.

It's all like this, so why fight?

Cai Jing's mind is strong and weak. The strong refers to the mind power obtained from many years of intensive practice similar to the Taoist meditation method of sitting and forgetting Buddhism. The weak is the lack of experience that he has never experienced life and death battles.He clearly knew that this battle should be won and he should focus on it, but he just couldn't control his wild thoughts. For a while, he regretted that he had practiced the Shanzi Jing instead of other magical secrets, and for a while he wondered about Li Wangchen's origin and means, and for a while Doubt if you can win.

At this juncture of life and death, he has no confidence that he can beat this arrogant kid in front of him. If it is a general death fight, he must have lost before fighting, and died before being defeated.

But fortunately, Cai Jing has the secret of the Supreme Divine Art Mountain Zijing. This method surpasses the heaven and the earth, extracts the essence of the sun and the moon, and is the first of its kind in a hundred generations. It is unimaginable to study the power of the human heart.

A feeling of unconfidence rose in Cai Jing's mind, which turned into a sense of frustration, but this thing, like a small flame lit on a candle, was as eye-catching and unique as if he was in a closed and cramped room, and it instantly gave Cai Jing Find.

He immediately recited the scriptures of the Mountain Characters silently, expelling the thoughts in his heart bit by bit, and his mind regained clarity, like a mirror that has been washed clean.

All the spirit and will are concentrated at this moment, becoming every grain of dust evenly distributed on the smooth and smooth mirror.When the thoughts of self-confidence were eliminated, Cai Jing suddenly had an unprecedented self-confidence, as if he was not a scheming treacherous minister in the past five or sixty years, but a victorious general, and today is just one of his hundred battles. The most insignificant one.

He raised his eyes and stared at Li Wangchen in the darkness.

All this happened in an extremely small moment, Cai Jing's mood appeared cracks, and then he made up for the flaws and became complete and self-sufficient, all of which were fleeting.Once the flow of time starts, it immediately whizzes past like a torrent that has been blocked for a long time and is suddenly released, and it is unprecedentedly violent and in vain, time seems to pass faster than usual.

The two collided in mid-air.

This collision was light and nimble, like two dizzy little birds that couldn't distinguish their companions, smeared by dark clouds and wind and rain, it was unclear whether it was bright or dark or in the groggy midair, a small spark flickered like that .

brush--

The wind and rain in the sky seemed to be chaotic for a while, as if another gust of wind blew out of nowhere, smashing the rainwater that was originally heading in one direction, and the dense and heavy rain curtain briefly showed the effect of random arrows.

Then two figures descended.

Li Wangchen stepped on the water with both feet, as if walking on flat ground, he held a knife in one hand, and his immature face showed a kind of solemnity and solemnity.

Cai Jing wore a robe, his beard and hair were stained with water and stuck to his aged skin, they were either curly and shiny, or twisted into strands, but his eyes revealed a different kind of deep and distant meaning, and his hands were behind his back, giving him an air of grandeur.

In an instant, it seemed that there were only these two people left in the world.

Li Wangchen said, "The Classic of Mountain Characters is really wonderful, the Yuan Thirteenth Limit has already surprised people, and Grand Master Cai also surprised people infinitely."

Cai Jing took a deep breath, suddenly stretched out his halberd and yelled, "You bastard! You are so brave——"

As soon as the word "gut" was uttered, his complexion changed, and all the previous rosy colors disappeared without a trace, but the outstretched fingers immediately clenched into fists, his whole body trembled slightly several times, and he almost fell to his feet .

Reluctantly exerting strength to support him, he had just stood firm when a shallow and deep knife mark gradually appeared on his chest.

This knife mark actually gives people a long-lasting and indelible feeling.

Li Wangchen looked as usual, as if he had expected it, "You lost."

In the one blow confrontation just now, Cai Jing didn't hit Li Wangchen, but instead got a knife from Li Wangchen himself.

Cai Jing's face twisted, he clenched his fist, and hit the mid-air fiercely, causing a splash of water to be thrown out. The force was so strong that his body staggered, "Die! You are talking nonsense, how could I... How could I die...my mountain scriptures...the creation of heaven and earth...I will not die...Shanzi scriptures, mountain script scriptures, mountain script scriptures..."

While he was talking nonsense, the knife marks on his body showed a strange state, around the wound, there was a burst of gold-plated brilliance, dripping out of the flesh and blood, like bits and pieces buckled from the golden statue of Buddha The crumbs seem to be half of the rainbow left behind when the sun sets.

But even with the help of these golden lights, the knife marks just stopped spreading, and there was no sign of improvement.

Li Wangchen watched the changes quietly, with a smile on his face, looking at the nonsense and flustered Cai Jing, he was amazed by the magic of the Shanzijing, but he was also more confident in the magical nature of Modao Xiaolou listening to the spring rain overnight.

Of course, after the battle with Murong Qiudi and escaped from Gong Ziyu's siege, Li Wangchen's knife just now was the last sliver of real strength, and it took a long recovery time for the thief in his body to go to the sky.

Suddenly blessed to the soul, a burst of inspiration came to my heart, Li Wangchen said, "Shanzi Jing can indeed be false and use false to cultivate the magical martial arts, but falsehood is false after all, no matter what is not true, it is not true. Cai Taishi is so self-deceiving , but it became a huge flaw in my eyes. In any case, you are dead this time."

He raised the saber, flicked the finger of his left hand, and flicked it on the tip of the blade. The flick made the cutting iron grass humming, and the sound of gold and iron clashing violently protested in his head, and then gradually fell silent.

Li Wangchen didn't look at Cai Jing again, turned around and left, and then he was going to a place to make a perfect footnote for all the things that happened in Lin'an Mansion in recent months.

It's just that the fake can't be true?

He suddenly remembered his walk in the world. Is it true or false, is it true or false, is it real or not?
This answer may still trouble Li Wangchen for a while, but Cai Jing will never trouble him again.

There was a soft sound behind him, the sound of Cai Jing falling down.If there is no accident, his body should be broken into two pieces, one after another, and they fell into the water one after another. The Shanzijing can no longer save him, this time it must be the 72 changes of Sun Houzi.

As soon as Cai Jing died, the dark clouds and wind and rain above the sky also retreated together. Although the earth was still flooded with rain, there was no longer such a sad scene of loneliness and darkness.

"Jellyfish Yin Ji is dead?" Li Wangchen also felt something as he walked on the roof.

The sun broke through the clouds and shone down line by line, shining over the bustling and disaster-prone city of Lin'an Prefecture.

Li Wangchen jumped lightly, then stopped, squatting on the highest point of the palace and the highest point of the entire city, quietly watching the distance for a while.He is a child, but he rarely does what a child should do, but this time he really looks like a country child who is bored and dazed.

What he looked at was the devastated land, and at the same time he saw the miserable people. Of course, he also saw the story of Cai Jing's death being told by people, and there were also many stories of heroes in the rivers and lakes helping the people.

This scene is really: bustling, bustling, sad and happy, good and bad.

Li Wangchen smiled suddenly, "The truth is always the truth, and the falsehood is never true. How stupid of me to think too much."

He stood up and looked at his feet.

This is the palace.

(End of this chapter)