The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 1225 Sikong Xuan

This is an extremely inconsistent face that makes people feel creepy. Half of it is young and handsome, with smooth and tender skin, and the other half is as old as chicken skin, with sagging fat. It is obviously a face, but it makes Xiang Yang feel that he is facing two people a feeling of.

"This is the God of Swords? Sword Qi spans [-] miles, and the sword is radiant and cold in nineteen states. If the people of the world know that the invincible powerhouse in their hearts is actually a monster, I don't know how they will feel."

Xiang Yang is not discriminatory, but just a little surprised. Of course, he seems to understand why the sword god in the past was able to suppress the devil emperor, but now the sword god is acting evil. Thinking about it, the reason for everything is that this picture is different. face.

Not only that, when Xiang Yang saw the sword god speaking, he opened his mouth, but made a strange heavy voice, as if two people were talking, one spoke first, and the other repeated, but because the distance was too short, they couldn't tell the difference , making him even more imaginative.

In his understanding, a generation of martial arts giants, peerless masters, and Patriarch Bodhidharma are interpreted in many myths and legends.

One of the legends is that Bodhidharma was so talented that he created the boy's magic skill in his early years. Afterwards, his martial arts became more and more sophisticated. He thought that the boy's magic skill was still insufficient, so he successively created the three magic skills of Yijin Jing, marrow washing, and golden bell cover. The achievements are astonishing in the past and the present.

Among them, he practiced the marrow washing scripture created by himself in his later years, and he unexpectedly became able to see the past and the future, and witnessed the creation process of martial arts such as the Nine Yin Manual and Nine Yang Magic in the long river of time in the future.

Bodhidharma was deeply troubled by this, and he bred demons, which split him into two. From his flesh, bones, and soul, he separated another dark Bodhidharma who was comparable to his martial arts, and started a protracted struggle .

Sikong Xuan in front of him, or the sword god Zhong Yin, is quite similar to this myth and legend, but the difference is that the current process of splitting seems to be still in its infancy.

If it really comes to the future, maybe just like the relationship between Bodhidharma and Dark Bodhidharma, there will be another dark sword god to fight against the bright and righteous sword god in his heart.

"This is what I look like. A young me and an old me coexist in one body. The relationship between them is complicated and many things have happened. Just listen to me slowly..."

Sword God seemed very calm about his current situation, and did not hide anything. Instead, he told the events of the year combined with what happened later, and it seemed that no one had communicated with him so intimately for a long time, which seemed very happy.

Xiang Yang would not refute the good intentions of the Sword God. After the Sword God sat cross-legged, he also sat down on the spot and listened attentively.

Sikong Xuan, born in the last years of Daqian, was born in the hidden sect at that time, Tiandizong, a sect that mainly focuses on martial arts and formations.

And he himself is even more talented. He practiced internal strength at the age of seven, and his teacher who taught him discovered his talent beyond ordinary people. In addition to other disciples in the sect, he has been greatly cultivated.

When he was nine years old, martial arts had entered the classroom, and he defeated his elder brother who was 20 years his senior with his own pure martial arts. Flaws are rectified and sublimated.

At the age of 13, Sikong Xuan's performance was even more astonishing. He could deduce the key points of any martial arts once, and there were rumors of the reincarnation of a saint.

At the age of 17, Sikong Xuan had already dabbled in the complex formations that even the elders in the sect could hardly solve. He could trap and kill the enemy with a pile of broken stones and a mess of flowers and plants. The Tiandizong had nothing to teach him.

In the same year, Sikongxuan walked out from the mountain gate. At this time, he was not only outstanding in martial arts, amazing in formation, but also well-read, wise, good at planning, formation of troops, astrology and divination, and everything.

When Xiang Yang heard the sword god tell his origin and past in an almost flat, indifferent tone, his heart was sore, he felt a dull pain, and was hit by tons of critical blows.

Isn't this fucking a proper template for a genius protagonist?
When I was 17 years old, I was far from being an opponent in terms of martial arts alone. If I added other skills, I would not even be as good as the opponent's little finger. If there was no Wordless Book, Xiang Yang might not even be able to see the opponent's back.

"So, this person's talent is really astonishing, and it makes sense to have the current level of martial arts."

After secretly comforting himself, Xiang Yang continued to listen with peace of mind.

At that time, Sikongxuan, who had just come down from the mountain, was young, and he was dissatisfied with the turbulent society ruled by Dagan when he first entered the rivers and lakes.

At that time, Emperor Jingming had already started to build the Changle Palace. The people who were working and resting, the common people were suffering unspeakably. He also recruited nearly [-] beauties in the nineteen prefectures of the world to enter the palace.

Sikongxuan learned all the way, accumulated anger all the way, and after the uprising broke out, he went to assist the four Qianlong one after another, advised them, took charge of the military administration, worked hard, but they all thought they were not the Ming Lord, and finally left with his seal.

Because they all have shortcomings of one kind or another.

For example, some masters are benevolent and good people, but they are not qualified leaders, let alone in this era of competition in the Central Plains. It's okay to be a general, but you must not die a good life if you are a master.

Picking from left to right, in the end, Sikong Xuan chose Taizu of Great Zhou as his real assistant.

Their meeting was because Sikong Xuan took the initiative to come to visit him, so it was not a big deal, compared to the sincerity of visiting the thatched cottage, Sikong Xuan was really underwhelming.

However, Taizu was a man with far-reaching wisdom and outstanding abilities. After discovering that Sikong Xuan had real abilities, instead of underestimating him because he took the initiative to come to the door, he doubled down on him. Not long after, he was exceptionally promoted as a military advisor to his ministers.

All important matters must be discussed and judged with him, and he is taught with an open mind. The relationship between the two is also heating up sharply.

Speaking of this, with the heart of a sword god, there is also a lot of nostalgia overflowing. Obviously, he has deep feelings for Taizu, and the two of them are also well-known in the history of this world.

This friendship has been maintained for many years, with Sikong Xuan's ability and the secret assistance of the Demon Sect, coupled with the great talent of the Taizu of the Great Zhou, he gradually emerged among the anti-kings, and Sikong Xuan's name spread widely.

However, Sikong Xuan was as meticulous as dust, and he also realized that the Taizu might not be as simple as it appeared on the surface, but due to the majesty of the master, he dared not speculate.

This kind of close friend relationship, which is not mixed with any interests and needs, and is purely for the goal of restoring a peaceful and prosperous world, has lasted for many years, and it has been maintained until one night, when the Taizu of the Great Zhou called him into his room, and then there was a change. .

(End of this chapter)