Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 112 Wu Xian Meets Black Robe

Beside the Futong Inn in Shalin Town, Wu Xian leaned against the poplar tree, with a vast expanse of snow in front of him, waiting for the arrival of the beggar gang.

Wu Xian also thought of Meng Yi who delivered the letter for Zhao Min. When he communicated with Zhao Min later that day, he realized that the letter was just randomly sent to a Kunlun spy. The news was innocuous, not a big deal at all.So until now, Meng Yi has not arrived at Shalin Town, which is hundreds of miles away from Guangmingding.

None of the other elders of the Beggar Clan came here before Wu Xian. Shalin Town is located a hundred miles east of Mingjiao, and to the north is a desert Gobi. Whenever there is a strong north wind, the yellow sand will be swept away Since then, all the yellow sand in the sky has flowed into the town. There is a quiet lake in the downstream, with clear and pleasant water. The ancestors and sages of Shalin Town were far-sighted people who planted trees all the time. Therefore, the town is surrounded by big trees to block the attack of yellow sand. Therefore, it is called "Shalin Town".

Wu Xian was in a daze, staring blankly.Coincidentally, a black shadow flashed across the sky, as swift as a vulture, like a sharp black shadow, rising and falling like a rabbit, and jumped up to the second floor of the inn in a blink of an eye.

With a creak, the black shadow gently opened the wooden door. After looking around, he quietly entered the room. Wu Xian was standing behind the big tree. The man went in a hurry and didn't see Wu Xian. What are you trying to do?
Did he do something bad and go back to his room to change clothes?Still sneaking into the room, trying to do something bad.Wu Xian didn't know, he was only slightly curious, so he leaned under Hu Song and waited to watch the fun.

After a while, a beautiful figure climbed up to the second floor, leaning on the railing alone, looking toward the northeast with resentment, seemingly filled with unspeakable sorrow, Wu Xian saw it clearly under the tree, and was a little far away, although he couldn't see the girl's face clearly, But she is slender and graceful, lonely and resentful, which makes people feel pity.

"Sister Liu, are you still worried about Fifth Uncle and the others? Don't worry, Fifth Uncle is so powerful that I can't even beat him." The man rubbed his head and smiled naively.The man's name is Li Zai, and Miss Liu is the daughter of his fifth uncle, named Liu Qinghe.

"But that thief is so powerful, in a blink of an eye, several uncles died..." Miss Liu said, her brows were slightly frowned, as if remembering something terrible, her face was bloodless.

Li is not good at words, and he only said a few words, "Don't worry", "Fifth Uncle, they are very powerful", the words are vague and powerless, even he himself is a little unbelievable, let alone let The beautiful girl in front of me believed it.

Wu Xian's eyes lit up, isn't this guy the one he met earlier, stubborn and simple, this is Wu Xian's impression of him, but this guy has supernatural power, if he is practicing external skills, he is uniquely blessed and unique.

Wu Xian thought again that the conflict between himself and him was caused by a girl, could it be the one in front of him?Wu Xian became interested, so he approached the inn quietly, and suddenly remembered the figure in black, wondering if the three of them were related.

The weather was a bit cold, and seeing Liumei's little face was flushed from the snow, and her fair palms were also flushed, he immediately said, "If you're really worried, I'll go find Uncle Wu and the others." Suddenly remembered something, the big head shook like a wave drum, and said: "No, I can't go, no one will protect you if I go."

"I can take care of myself." Miss Liu Yingying said, looking at the man with a pair of watery eyes, full of pleading and pity, which is quite pitiful.The implication of that is that it is really filial piety to ask Li to find his father.

Li was really helpless, his eyes flicked left and right, he didn't dare to look at Miss Liu's face, so he could only touch his head, seeing Liu Mei's begging look, he couldn't bear to refuse for a while, and then remembered the words of the fifth uncle when we parted, Don't take half a step away from Miss Liu.I really don't know what to do.

The atmosphere was a bit silent, Liu Qinghe sighed, she was really embarrassing Brother Li, so she turned her head away, Miss Liu is a person who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, although her appearance is indescribably weak like water, her heart is as flexible as a reed, At this time, the eyes were red and flickered, and there was an indescribable sadness in them.

"Then...then sister Liu, go into the room, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold." Li Na stood aside blankly, hesitating.

How did Liu Qing know that Li Na was worried about herself, and if she didn't go back to her room, it would be another dilemma for him.Walking to the door, looking back for the last time, he wanted to open the door and go in.

Wu Xian saw that he was very sure that the man in black came for the two of them, and the grievances and resentments he had with Li Jin before, Wu Xian had already begun to be a girl, as if he had been deceived by a flower picker. Pitiful.

Wu Xian only passed a shadow, and he jumped up from downstairs, and before Liu Qinghe reached out, he put his hand on the door bolt, and when he landed silently, not only Li Ji and Liu Qinghe didn't expect it, but also Even the man in black hiding in the darkness in the room would never expect that someone would come to spoil his affairs.

"You..." Li Na yelled, he didn't expect Wu Xian to dare to appear in front of him, and remembering that Liu Mei was being treated lightly by him, he immediately became angry and strode over to hit her.

And Liu Qinghe also covered her small mouth in surprise, only feeling a breeze in front of her, and Wu Xian's tall and handsome figure appeared in front of her eyes.

Wu Xian's face darkened, this man really couldn't tell the good from the bad, he had explained it repeatedly before, but this time he couldn't help but fight.

"There is someone in the room." Wu Xian yelled loudly, not wanting to spend more time with the two of them, and spit out the words like thunder, not only the two people in front of them were dumbfounded and paled in astonishment, even the man in black in the room was like a blow to the head. Do not want to stay any longer.

With a bang, the man in black rose and fell, broke through the door from the roof, and saw wood slag and blue tiles flying around. Wu Xian glared at Li. Li looked like a child who had done something wrong, with his head drooping and a little lost.

Help people to the end, send Buddha to the west.On the one hand, Wu Xian felt pity for the woman's life experience, so he helped her.On the other hand, seeing the man in black, sneaky, not like a good person, was the reason why he felt curious about him.

Wu Xian flew forward, faster than the black shadow. When the black shadow rose straight to the roof, Wu Xian had already jumped to the roof. Wu Xian came from heaven.

As soon as Wu Xian threw out his fists, it was like a dragon going out to sea. The strength of the two fists swallowed, and the man's palm was blocked by Wu Xian. With his palms facing each other, he heard the sound of booming and breaking, and there were green tiles within three feet. It was thrown out and fell everywhere below.

"Brother Li, do you want to help him?" Liu Qinghe was a little worried. The black-robed man was so powerful that even his father and other experts were no match for him.

And that young hero is young, a few years younger than himself, and Wu Xian is helping him, if Wu Xian is injured, or if something happens, Liu Qing can't feel at ease.

The two competed with each other for several moves, each move was Wu Xian's advantage, and every time the black-robed man made a move, his hand strength was reduced, and at the same time, it touched the wound, and coughed twice.

The man in black suddenly shouted sharply: "We have no grievances or enmities, why do you want to stop me?"

"You're asking, do you need a reason to act bravely in the face of righteousness and help the weak? In fact, you just don't like it."

The man in black was anxious, his face was anxious, his injury was not healed, how could he face a strong enemy, and the young man in front of him was relaxed and relaxed, probably not doing his best.Could it be that I am really going to die in Huangquan today, I am not reconciled, even if I die, I will hold my back.

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, he had already disregarded life and death, and felt that Wu Xian had spoiled his good deeds, he hated Wu Xian so much, and wanted to drag him to die together.

The man in black rushed out, and the strength in his hand was even stronger. If you observe carefully, you can find that there seems to be an invisible vortex on the palm of his hand. Lightly turned and swung towards it.

Wu Xian only felt that his aura had changed. If he was mysterious and sneaky before, now he was Yuan Ting Yuezhi. His left hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, and he hit the yellow dragon directly, attacking Wu Xian's dantian in his lower abdomen. As fast as a gust of wind, with the sound of thunder breaking through the sky.He hurriedly grabbed Wu Xian's neck.

The people below only saw two people fighting, each fist and palm were extremely fast, so fast that everyone felt as if six or seven arms were pulling and competing, as for where the fists and feet were attacking, and how to prevent them, their eyes were smeared , all do not know.

Wu Xian also didn't have the previous sense of joking at all, his eyes glanced sharply, and he had to put on the posture of Sleeping Arhat Fist, "Arhat Conquering Demons", each move seemed ordinary, but the movements were extremely fast, and he protected it with a fist. neck, and punched his arm.

The black shadow changed its attack in an instant, the snake-shaped hand in its hand separated from the five fingers of the eagle's grasping hand, grabbed Wu Xian's hands, and a strong suction spewed out from his hands.

Wu Xian only felt his internal energy being pulled out along his meridians, and was startled in his heart. His eyes changed when he looked at the man in black. How could his internal energy be sucked out? Could it be that he knows the magic of Beiming?Or the method of attracting stars?Wu Xian was much more cautious in his heart, and hurriedly mobilized his internal strength to resist.

During this operation, Wu Xian discovered that the true energy of Huimeng Heart Sutra practice is peaceful and stable like a rock, and is extremely resistant to this external force, so he tried to circulate a trace of true energy in the dantian, and it really only existed in the limbs and bones Form a loop and will not be sucked up.

Wu Xian grasped the hope, and quickly turned back to the dream method with all his strength. A trace of internal energy gradually circulated and formed a big cycle in the body. After another ten breaths, Wu Xian's entire body was like a lake, and the true energy circulated in the lake. External force cannot be affected at all.

All of a sudden, Wu Xian flicked his wrist and shook the man in black's palm with a thunderous movement. The true energy of 20 years was suddenly revealed, and his fists hit the man in black's chest in an instant.

The man in black's eyes panicked. Since he obtained this miraculous skill from an unknown old monster three years ago, he has been hiding it very deeply. He has been cautious in the teacher's school and dared not practice it. Until a year ago, he took the initiative to ask for his order and was transferred from the teacher's school. I came to the Western Regions to practice magic skills, but I didn't know that I had attracted thirteen masters, and my inner strength was far stronger than before. When I was proud of the spring breeze, I suffered two consecutive failures. In front of me was a young man in black robes with a haughty heart and a fierce look in his eyes. Shan, immediately made up his mind that he must absorb the internal energy of all the masters in the world, to see if they can still beat him.

The black-robed man went astray, he only thought that his internal strength was not deep enough, but he ignored a problem, what belongs to others is always what belongs to others, although taking shortcuts like this can be quick, but it will bury hidden dangers for the future path of martial arts .

The black-clothed hand turned around to block, jumped and kicked, Wu Xian grabbed again, the black-clothed man did not hesitate to use his internal strength, he used all his strength in punches and kicks, there were a few bangs, and both of them were physical fists Collide with each other and take a few steps back.

"Wei Tuo presents the pestle." Wu Xian seized the opportunity and yelled loudly. In the dusk weather, the strong wind was wrinkling, and no one saw Wu Xian's movements clearly. Only a gust of wind passed by, like a gust of yellow sand. Unconsciously squinting your eyes, or blinking your eyes in a thrill, only in an instant, but miss the wonderful changes.

Wu Xian leaned back, stepped on his footsteps, and ran towards the man in black. The fist in his hand was surprisingly calm, but it made people feel a sense of ingenuity. Everyone felt that the fist was straight and ordinary, but In contrast, the man in black was even more clumsy with his feet and hands. In just a short moment, he was punched several times and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. The long-lasting dust on the roof tiles and beams was shaken. Floating in the mid-air, the dust seemed to be curled up and smoky, and it was strangely quiet for a while, and it was also extremely mysterious.

From the perspective of the man in black, Wu Xian's body suddenly changed, his whole body was sluggish, sleepy like someone who just woke up, as if there were flaws all over his body, no, the man in black shook his head, and fixed his eyes again Look, its momentum is as motionless as a pine, calm as a deep, just standing there lazily, it gives people an unrivaled sense of oppression, this feeling is like the feeling that a mortal faces when facing a god when he goes to a temple to worship. The black-robed man already had fear in his heart due to his inferiority complex. Although his body posture was well-positioned and there were no flaws, the biggest flaw was in his twisted and fearful heart.

Wu Xian is like a monkey catching the bright moon in the water, nimble and quick, and light and nimble like a drunken fist. His eyes are closed and he can't see the world, but when he rushes over, he clearly grasps every minute of his momentum, every breath, and every movement. , the fist hit, the straightness in the song, the return to the original, the angle of every movement was just right, every one of his coping methods was held back tightly, the man in black had no choice but to gather the true energy of his whole body in his chest, and run another door Jin Zhong Tie Bu Shan tried his best to resist, but he was also beaten half to death, his body flew backwards like being hit by a bullfighting bull, it was unstoppable.

The man in black spat out another mouthful of blood. The previous injury hadn't healed, but now he had a new injury. With a vibration of his internal force, the black clothes shattered with a hiss, revealing the white clothes inside. He fled into the crowd and waited for Wu Xian. When chasing after him, he saw only the crowded street below the inn, a sea of ​​people, and there was also a figure in black robe.

Wu Xian sighed a little desolately, is his fist already so limp and weak? Did he fail to take his life even if he hit him with seven or eight divine punches? He is really hard.Is it true that women affect the speed of punching?Wu Xian glanced again, his hands were indeed much slower recently.

"May I ask the young hero's name." A young man in his 27s cupped his hands and asked, his eyes were full of admiration and admiration. Wu Xian had seen those eyes before, like a crazy star-chasing fan in his previous life.

"I don't know if the young man will accept his disciples. When I was eight years old, an old blind man said that I had amazing bones and was a rare martial arts genius once in a hundred years. He wanted to accept me as a disciple, but my parents scolded him as an old magic stick and drove him away." Gone, now that I think about it, I have missed a great opportunity."

One person said that he wanted to be a teacher, and the crowd immediately became noisy. Many people surrounded the street, talking in a hurry and sincerely wanting to worship Wu Xian as a teacher.

"Wu Xian, the beggar among the beggars, sleeps like an arhat." As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Xian flung his robe gracefully. As soon as the words fell, he was already on the roof of the inn, and he jumped two or three times, and the figure became smaller and smaller. , disappeared into the distant sky.Only the amazed crowd remained.

(End of this chapter)