Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 27 Out of the Valley
Dao Shen smiled and said: "Monk, you are a monk, so of course you don't know the benefits of this wine. The old man told you, this wine is really a good thing. We Jianghu people drink it. It not only strengthens our courage, but also has a magical effect. Promoting blood and nourishing qi, for those who practice martial arts, as long as they are not greedy for life, it is still a way to maintain their health."

Qing Cheng said in amazement: "Really, so to speak, the benefits of wine are really great, but it's a pity that my monks don't drink at all."

Dao Shendao: "That's still fake, let me tell you, 60 years ago, an old guy named me and ranked in the same list, nicknamed 'Drunk Taoist', he drank five catties of yellow rice soup a day , I have very little acquaintance with him, but every time I see him, he is the most drunk, I have never seen him sober, his martial arts... tsk tsk, powerful, it is hard to guard against, I am under his hands I suffered a dark loss."

After hearing this, Qing Cheng said, "Old Benefactor Dao, who is this drunk Taoist?"

Dao Shen said: "He is not a real Taoist. He used to fool around in a Taoist temple, and his relationship with the temple master became stale. For the family, when encountering injustice, he helps out. He is a strange knight in the world. People in the martial arts see him always drunk, so they call him "drunk Taoist". Speaking of his age, he is probably not much younger than me. Many, if alive, it would be more than 120 by now."

Hearing this, Qing Cheng was startled in his heart, and thought: All these old monsters have become masters one by one, their martial arts are so high, their lives are so long, and their actions are so independent, no wonder they will become figures in the martial arts world Headache character.

The sword god pondered for a moment and asked, "Monk, what are you going to do now?"

Qing Chengdao: "Oh, what can I do, I have no choice but to go back to Shaolin Temple first, fortunately this time the effort was not in vain, one of the Seven Wonders of our Shaolin Temple, the Tianchan Sword, will return to its original owner."

Dao Shen said: "Grand Monk, I'm afraid you will be unhappy if you say something?"

Qing Cheng hurriedly said: "Old benefactor, don't say that, just say what you have to say."

Dao Shen said: "I have been fighting with Chandao in Canglong Valley for decades, but we are never its opponent. It is free now, and I am afraid it will not go back to Shaolin Temple with you. In this world, except Fang Xiaozi, who can tame it, no one can tame it." No, the strange thing is how the Heavenly Cicada Knife was tamed by Fang Boy, does your Shaolin Temple have any methods?"

Qing Chengdao: "Old benefactor Dao was joking, I also find it very strange that Shaolin Temple has this kind of ability, Tianchan Dao is in Ming'er's hands, why it becomes very quiet, what's wrong with it?"

The sword god lowered his head for a moment and asked, "Has Fang kid ever learned the Tianchan sword technique?"

Qing Chengdao: "There, today's Cicada Saber technique is the treasure of Shaolin Temple. If I hadn't seen the Wuming Master use it, I would not have known that someone in Shaolin Temple would know it."

Dao Shen said: "Then this is even more strange. The Wuming old monk has learned the Tianchan Dao technique, and there should be some communication with the Tianchan Dao. Fang Xiaozi didn't learn it, so why did Fang Xiaozi resonate with it, but Wuming didn't?" It's a bit evil to make any movement at all."

Qing Cheng smiled wryly and said: "The old seniors can't figure it out, but how can the young monk realize it. Probably this is the 'fate' that the Lord Buddha said."

I saw the sword god shaking his head, and said in his mouth: "No, no, there must be some secret in it. When Fang boy wakes up, I will find out what treasure is in his body so that Tianchandao can convince him."

The two chatted for a long time, and the sword god suddenly said: "Monk, I want to take Fang boy to the rivers and lakes to practice, I wonder if you can agree?"

Qing Cheng was stunned and said nothing.

Dao Shen said: "What? Are you afraid that I can't take care of him well?"

Qing Cheng hurriedly said: "No, I don't dare to think so, it's just that I'm afraid that I won't be able to explain to the master master when I go back."

Dao Shen laughed and said: "This is easy to handle, just tell your head, I—— Dao Shen, the people on the Tianbang want to take Fang Boy out to play, can he not allow it?"

After hearing this, Qing Cheng hurriedly said: "With the words of old benefactor Dao, the little monk can rest assured. If there is anything wrong in the future, old benefactor Dao can teach him."

Dao Shen smiled and said: "Haha, how dare I teach him a lesson, maybe he will teach me instead." Qingcheng couldn't help laughing.

The next day, Qingcheng took three boxes containing ashes, a burden on his shoulders, and the fake Tianchan knife (wrapped in gray cloth) on his waist. The two waved goodbye. Originally, Fang Jianming wanted to hand over the Tianchan Sword and the secret book to the master, but when the Tianchan Sword saw that Fang Jianming was going to send him out, it flew out of his hand unceremoniously, and slapped him fiercely. The fake Tian Chan Dao was knocked three times as a warning.Fang Jianming had no choice but to give up, and put the handed-out secret book back into his bosom.Now in Fang Jianming's bosom, there is not only the secret book of "Great Sleeping Magic" that he regards as a treasure, but also the secret book of Tianchandao that people in the martial arts dream of.

Fang Jianming lived with his master since he was a child, this parting, and he didn't know when he would see each other again, so he couldn't help crying, seeing his prejudice, he was also sad in his heart, and said: "Tomorrow, a man should not cry, the master will After the temple, I will come down the mountain to find you after a while, and we will meet soon, you have to listen to the old benefactor Dao, you know?"

Fang Jianming nodded, and the sword god suddenly took out a small wooden knife from his arms, and said: "Monk, if you meet people who don't know good and bad on the road, take out the old man's token. If they don't know, you can Use this token to find a pawnshop with a bamboo hat in front of the door, ask them to help, and they will definitely help you through the difficulties."

Qing Cheng took the knife, thanked him a few words, turned around and left.Fang Jianming silently looked at the back of the master who was no longer obese, and prayed silently for the master.

Fang Jianming and Sword God stayed in Canglong Valley for three days, then packed up and saluted, and left Canglong Valley.When he came to the woods outside the valley, the Sword God suddenly pulled Fang Jianming and said, "Boy Fang, wait a minute."

Fang Jianming was wondering, the sword god laughed loudly: "Haha, you guys, come out with this old man."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were many figures in the woods. Several rows of faces were painted black and purple, and a mighty, bare-chested man came over.

Fang Jianming didn't know where these people came from, but the sword god knew that he had lived in this area for a long time, so he naturally knew the details of these people.

"Ask the steward to come out and answer." Dao Shen sneered.

A man in a blue gown flew down from a big tree, with a long sword on his back, and two mustaches on his lips.

"Who are you two? What are you doing here?" The local accent was very strong.

The sword god glanced at the other party, and a flash of electricity flashed in his eyes, which made the man in the long coat startled.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here? Do you know this is the old man's place!" The sword god asked knowingly.

"We are the nursing home of Mr. Wang's family. We were ordered to capture the beast that killed Mr. Wang. You said this is your place. Well, if you think the beast is yours, quickly hand over the beast and go to see it with us. Lord Wang."

The sword god "hehe" smiled and said: "There is something to say, you point your bows and arrows at us, it's scary, that poor animal will come over in a while, you wait a moment, it shouldn't have killed your young master, it deserves its bad luck now .”

The blue-shirted man didn't know whether it was real or not, and said tentatively: "I see that you are dressed like you are wandering the world, why did you come to live here?"

Dao Shen said: "There is no way, the gods let the bad guys run rampant, we ordinary people can't survive, of course only learning from the people in Taohuayuan, hiding in the mountains is better than being bullied and squeezed outside, do you think I'm right? "

Hearing this, the blue-shirted man shouted: "Good guy, what do you mean by that? Do you have any dissatisfaction with my Ming Dynasty?"

"Oh, I'm a common man, how many heads dare to be dissatisfied with the Ming Dynasty? It's just that I can't survive, so I come to this deep mountain and old forest to make a living. There is no other meaning."

While speaking, several rows of naked, painted-faced men holding strong bows approached the two of them step by step, and stopped three feet away.

Fang Jianming counted, there are six rows, eight people in each row, adding up to 48 people, 48 strong bows, which is no small matter.

The man in the blue shirt rolled his eyes and said, "Why hasn't the beast come? Are you delaying here on purpose so that it can escape."

The sword god transmitted his voice to Fang Jianming: "Boy Fang, when I say to do it later, you will do it, and we will catch him off guard. Hehe, it's quite interesting to play with these idiots."

But he said in his mouth: "Master, look, isn't that beast coming?"

"Where? Why didn't I see it?"

The blue-shirted man and the 48 big men tensed up, their eyes flicked around, looking for the trace of the beast.

The sword god laughed loudly, and said: "You fools who don't know how to live or die, the silver-horned beast is here, how can you survive? Let the old man send you away, do it!"

As soon as the word "hand" was spit out from his mouth, he slapped his hand casually, and the overwhelming wind blew the forest with rustling noises, and the first two rows of archers fell to the ground in a mess.

Fang Jianming let out a chuckle, and straightened his figure. The Tian Chan knife coupled with the scabbard cast a shadow of the knife, hitting the bow and arrow of the third row of archers, and the bow and arrow broke in two like paper.Amidst the laughter, the archers in the fourth and fifth rows had not had time to shoot, and the bows and arrows had been cut off by their scabbards.

The man in the blue shirt turned pale with shock, and said, "Sixth row, shoot them, shoot them to death, don't let...uh..."

Dao Shen flicked his fingers, and a ray of wind pierced through the air, hitting the Duan acupoint, and he could no longer speak.

"You are so noisy, you really hate it, shut up for the old man!"

Fang Jianming unleashed his lightness kung fu, using the Dragon Claw Hand, knocking down the eight men in the sixth row in a blink of an eye.Don't look at these guys' tall stature, they are actually powerful and powerful. They just learned some crop moves like "black tiger digging out their hearts", so how can they be the opponents of martial arts figures.

(End of this chapter)