The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 151 Gathering (Three in One)

"When I was six years old, at the Lantern Festival, I was abducted by beggars. They said they would break my limbs so that I could go begging on the street."

"They starved me for three days and I was terrified."

"Later, an old Taoist priest rushed in from nowhere. He was very powerful. With three punches and two kicks, he beat all the beggars to death and maimed them. He rescued me and many other children like me."

"My family is a wealthy family in Luzhou. In order to repay his kindness, my father found him later and wanted to give him a thousand taels of gold, but he didn't want it."

"My father said that this Taoist priest is a true Taoist priest with practice, so he asked me to come to worship him as a teacher."

"Master was unwilling to accept him at first, but he couldn't hold back my father's enthusiasm, so he came to the door again and again, so he had no choice but to accept me under the door."

"Master said, we are the disciples of the Quanzhen sect, and the patriarch is Wang Chongyang. We must practice martial arts well, and we will be able to take revenge when we meet someone from the ** temple."

"It's just that Master's health is not good, and he likes to drink. Three years ago, he became seriously ill and passed away Yu Yu. Before he died, he grabbed my hand tightly and told me not to forget that the enemy is ** Temple, and the enemy is Eighth. Siba."

"That night, I fell asleep in front of my master's bed, and then I had a dream. In the dream, there was an old Taoist. He said that his name was Li Zhichang, and he was my master. If you succeed, you will seek revenge from the Living Buddha of the ** Temple, and you will surely succeed..."

On the sickbed, Lu Yuncheng chattered about the past with Li Li.

The experience was relatively simple. A rich man happened to join a declining sect. As for why he was able to become Li Zhichang in the end, and how he was able to swing that sword, he didn't say a word. Of course, he didn't know at all.

According to him, when he followed the trick Li Zhichang taught him in his dream, he had already lost consciousness.

But he doesn't need to tell, Li Li can probably guess a thing or two.

During the chaotic battle in the palace, Li Zhichang must have escaped by chance, hated Ba Siba from then on, and passed this hatred on to the younger generations, so that they should not forget this matter.

As for Li Zhichang's final appearance, it is not inconceivable. There is a saying in Tibetan Buddhism that the living Buddha is reincarnated, using the secret method of empowerment, passed down from generation to generation, and the fire is endless. Li Zhichang is likely to adopt this method.

"So, what are you going to do next?" Li Li asked.

"Naturally, go to Huashan to watch the grand event of Buddhism and Taoism debating scriptures and martial arts!"

Lu Yuncheng said firmly: "If that Basiba wins, I will risk my life and kill him once more!"

Ba Siba is over a hundred years old, and usually lives in seclusion in Tibet, and does not travel around the Central Plains at all. If he misses this opportunity, he may never be found again.

Ba Siba wins...

Li Li sighed, this is the worst ending, if it really comes to this time, the situation of Zhang Sanfeng...

He didn't dare to imagine such consequences, although he hoped that Zhang Sanfeng would win, but after this battle, with his strong skill and almost innate sword intent, he couldn't even block the opponent's finger, Ba Siba's attack The horror was beyond his imagination.

"Take good care of your injuries. After your body recovers, let's go to Huashan together." Mo Li said.

They are still in Yicheng at the moment.

Although the two were seriously injured, they were not intractable. Lu Yuncheng used a move that was beyond his tolerance, exhausted his energy, and drained his energy, so he lay there. One finger was seriously injured, but the other party did not have murderous intentions. The two miraculous skills he possessed both have the magical effect of strengthening the body and speeding up recovery. In addition, the two of them are young and full of energy and blood, so the injury did not cause serious damage. What a hindrance.

However, after ten days or so, both of them were able to walk on the ground, most of them had recovered, and after one month passed, their bodies were basically healthy.

But at this time, the debate on Buddhist scriptures and martial arts spread to all parts of the world. Countless people in the rivers and lakes, regardless of the distance, the distance, but whoever heard the news, traveled day and night to Mount Hua.

Ba Siba, the astonishing genius of Buddhism who emerges once in a thousand years; Zhang Sanfeng, the only one Taoist master in hundreds of years!

Such a peak duel between the two, not to mention unprecedented, is absolutely rare in hundreds of years.

March [-]th, Huayin City.

At this time, there were only three days left for the Huashan martial arts competition. This place was adjacent to the famous Guanzhong city of Huashan, and it was already overcrowded.

Countless tyrants from the rivers and lakes flocked to Huayin, waiting here for the day of the debate on March [-]th.

Zuixian Pavilion, the largest restaurant in Huayin City, is already full of guests at this moment!
A man speaking with a Guanzhong accent spit and said, "Damn, let's see how many heroes and swordsmen we have imprisoned. For such a big event, there is no sect like ours!"

It was not just Zhang Sanfeng and Basiba who participated in the debate on Taoism, but also various schools and sects of Buddhism and Taoism. Buddhism was represented by Shaolin Temple, Taoism was represented by Wudang Sect, and the rest were famous monks and sects from all over the world. There are many hidden masters of Taoism and Taoism, and the most famous Huashan faction in Guanzhong, the only sense of participation is to provide a competition venue.

This is not surprising. Although Guanzhong has been the foundation of emperors and outstanding people since ancient times, since the Song Dynasty, the people in the south of the Yangtze River have been more elegant than those in the northwest, especially the Quanzhen sect in Zhongnan Mountain. is completely backward.

"It's not entirely true what my brother said. No matter how many heroic swordsmen there are, can they compare with those two?"

The big fellow at the table next to him said: "Zhang Sanfeng and Master Zhang are like gods, and Ba Siba is a living Buddha in Tibet. The Taoist nebula that we fought with our own strength back then was scattered. So many of us came all the way from thousands of miles. It’s not the two of them, who can stand shoulder to shoulder with these two in this Guanzhong land?!”

Hearing this, the man with a Guanzhong accent couldn't help being stunned for a moment, the reasoning is really so reasonable, what kind of characters are Zhang Sanfeng and Basiba, they have almost become immortals and Buddhas, on the land of Guanzhong, who is worthy of these two people Fight against court?

He picked up the cup, took a sip into his mouth, and muttered angrily: "Who is standing shoulder to shoulder with the two of them? The Shaolin Wudang is in front, and the Huashan School is also a branch of the Taoist school. The martial arts praised by everyone in the world!" Da faction, it is time to send someone to participate in this battle."

"This is not about dividing up the territory to get ahead. This battle is about Buddhism and Taoism, and about the luck of the martial arts in the Central Plains!"

An old man dressed as a businessman caressed his long beard, and said, "The Huashan School is quite famous, but there are only a few masters in the sect. Who dares to place this heavy responsibility on them?!"

"well said!"

There were three people sitting on the side table, two men and one woman, the leader held up his wine glass and said with a smile: "There are only four words for a master, and they couldn't be more appropriate. It should be clear!"

This is a middle-aged man with a good face, he picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, he seemed to be the opponent of the Huashan School.

"Hey, the head of the Huashan School is Xian Yutong. People in the Jianghu are called Shen Jizi. An iron fan is so powerful that it shakes the Jianghu. No one in the world knows it. No one knows it. How can you say it at will?" The man with the Guanzhong accent said indignantly.

"Miraculous calculations, losing to the Wudang sect's Mo Liyijian, if I remember correctly, those of us in the Jianghu should be called masters by those with high martial arts skills, not some magical calculations." The middle-aged man said sarcastically.

Although Xian Yutong is a top-notch master, he is not famous for his martial arts. It is well known in the world that he is scheming and exhaustive, so he has earned the nickname of "Shen Jizi".

And his most well-known feat is that he met a fledgling Mo Li on Wudang Mountain two years ago, and was cut off by his sword. He was embarrassed. He was the first famous master who was defeated by Mo Li's sword. , as Mo Li's reputation became more and more famous, more and more people mentioned him as the first master who was defeated by Li Li's sword.

The man with the Guanzhong accent was impatient, and patted the table and said: "The Huashan faction also has two grand elders, and there are many changes in the anti-liangyi saber technique, and there are few opponents!"

"I remember that thirteen masters were defeated in the battle of Wudang Zhenwu Seven Sections, so there is the so-called anti-liangyi sword technique?"

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "It's really interesting to bully the few and still lose. This few opponents are really interesting!"

"you……"

The man with the Guanzhong accent was so blocked that he couldn't speak, and his face turned red with anger. Everyone burst into laughter when they saw this, but the local hero obviously didn't look very good-looking.

No matter how bad the Huashan School is, but at this moment, it is the facade of Guanzhong Dadi after all!
Sitting next to the middle-aged man was a long-bearded man with an expressionless face. He watched the reaction of everyone present, patted the middle-aged man's sleeve, and said, "Brother Hu, be careful."

The man speaks concisely and his tone is indifferent, obviously he has an indifferent temperament.

The middle-aged man surnamed Hu smiled and said: "Brother Leng, what Hu said is the truth, there is no exaggeration in it, even if the disciples of the Huashan School face to face, they have to admit it!"

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged Taoist at the table next to him stood up, walked to the people at the table with an angry face, and said, "If you dare to say a word, you will not be allowed out of this door by the poor Taoist!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Hu raised his brows, and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw a flash of silver light and a soft tinkling sound. The sword was inserted into the sheath, and the three wine glasses on the table were neatly cut in the middle, and the wine flowed all over the table!
Everyone on the scene was startled, and cut all three wine glasses in half with one strike of the sword. Such a sword technique is truly miraculous!

Suddenly someone recognized his identity and shouted: "He is the Qing Lingzi of the Huashan School!"

The heroes present were all stunned, no wonder they had such sword skills, no wonder they wanted to trouble others, it turned out they were disciples of the Huashan School!

"What if this sword is replaced by your head?!" Qing Lingzi asked in a bad tone.

How difficult is it to cut off a human head with such a fast sword?

The middle-aged man surnamed Hu had a frightened look on his face, obviously a little scared, but the woman and the cold-faced man beside him all showed displeasure.

The cold-faced man didn't speak, but just raised his hand and patted the table. Immediately, the six porcelain cups that had been poured on the table jumped up and closed together tightly. If the wine was not still flowing on the table, no one would have seen it. I can't tell that these are three wine glasses that have been cut open!

Everyone present stared at this scene with wide-eyed eyes. This hand is undoubtedly much better than that fast sword.

It's not difficult to shake the wine glasses from the table, but to make them close together without any damage, you must have extremely deep internal strength and strong control. This cold-faced man is undoubtedly a master!
"No malice, please get out of the way." The cold-faced man said.

Qing Lingzi looked at the cold-faced man with great apprehension, stepped back with an ugly expression, and sat back on his seat.

"go!"

The cold-faced man was obviously the leader. He gave an order, and the man and woman got up and walked out. However, just as the three of them reached the door, they heard a thud, and Qing Lingzi, who had just returned to his seat, slammed The child fell to the ground, his lips were black and purple, foaming at the mouth, and his whole body was twitching!

"poisonous!"

"Get out of the way!"

……

The heroes of the rivers and lakes beside him all ran away in fright. Poison is no different than anything else. If it affects him, he won't be able to cry!
The woman among the three looked back, with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Three and stay!"

On the second floor, someone suddenly shouted loudly, the voice was so powerful that it overwhelmed the noisy sound in the hall, it was obvious that he was a master with extremely profound cultivation.

However, the two men and one woman didn't stop walking, and they still went straight out.

call out!
An extremely ear-piercing sound of piercing the air came, and with a ding, it hit the ground about a foot in front of the three of them.

It was a white porcelain wine glass, but at this moment, it was fully embedded in the masonry without any damage.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene, this move was much more powerful than the cold-faced man's method of closing the cup just now.

How fragile the wine glass is, but it is inlaid into the ground bricks and stones without any damage, which shows that the person who made the shot has a high level of internal strength!

The three of them paused and looked back at the person who made the shot, but they saw a short old man standing by the table next to the railing on the second floor. He was about fifty years old and was staring at them with piercing eyes.

There seemed to be two figures beside the short old man, but they were blocked by the curtain, so they couldn't see clearly.

"Three, you are offended, please leave the antidote!" The short old man shouted.

Although he was inconspicuous in stature, his voice was extremely loud, and his voice was mixed with true energy, rolling towards all directions with great momentum.

"That's Yue Gang, the Supreme Elder of the Huashan School!"

"I didn't expect him to be here, what a coincidence!"

……

A person who recognized the identity of this short old man whispered, everyone was stunned, it turned out to be the Supreme Elder of Huashan School, no wonder he has such martial arts!

Those three people obviously also heard the whispers of the crowd, the cold-faced man frowned, and the expressions of the remaining one man and one woman changed drastically.

The shadow of the famous tree of people, don't look at the fact that they looked down on the Huashan faction just now, but no matter how poor the Huashan faction is, it is still a powerful force with several first-class masters in the sect, and it has been passed down for more than a hundred years.

The two Supreme Elders in the sect, although they were once defeated by the Wudang School's True Martial Seventh Sect Formation, they are still big figures that ordinary people in the Jianghu can only hope for and cannot reach!

"An antidote?"

The woman suddenly smiled, she looked not young, but with beautiful eyebrows and pink face, and a pretty face, this smile was full of charm, a bit more enchanting and charming than that of a young girl.

She said: "My poison has never had an antidote."

"If you don't leave the antidote, I'm afraid I won't be able to let the three of you go out of this door!" The short elder said in a threatening tone.

The other party publicly said that he was not a member of the Huashan School, but it was just a tavern chat, and he didn't bother to care about his status, but because of a little quarrel, he poisoned and assassinated, and the victim was still a good player in his school. He just didn't want to use the big to bully the small, Also had to make a move.

Seeing that the anger between the two sides is getting stronger, the heroes of the rivers and lakes present are all in high spirits. Didn't these people go to Guanzhong just to watch the excitement?
Now that the big bustle on Mount Hua hasn't started yet, it would be nice to watch a little bustle first.

"go!"

The cold-faced man's expression remained unchanged. After saying this word, he wanted to step out.

A pair of men and women followed closely behind him, directly ignoring what Yue Gang said!
"How brave!"

This is how Yue Gang can bear it, he shouted sharply, only heard the sound of piercing through the air, his figure swayed, and fell to the ground, just in front of the three of them!
"Hand over the antidote!" Yue Gang shouted again.

The cold-faced man looked at him, then looked back at the middle-aged man and woman behind him, but saw that the middle-aged man was also looking at the woman. The woman gritted her teeth and shook her head with stubborn eyes. .

"She said no, so she won't!" said the middle-aged man.

The cold-faced man nodded, stretched out a palm towards Yue Gang, and said, "Please!"

This is what it means to use force.

Yue Gang Mo looked short, but he had a violent temper. Hearing this, he couldn't stand it any longer. He snorted coldly, drew out his long knife, and slashed at the cold-faced man in the head!

The light of the sword is like lightning, like a snow-white horse, it is really good-looking, but the man is a well-known first-class master in the Jianghu, but this good-looking contains a different kind of fierce murderous intent, the sword is fierce, and the wind blows against the face, Faintly makes people feel unmatched!

Huashan School's Liangyi Saber Technique really lives up to its reputation!
Seeing this knife, all the heroes praised him in their hearts, and the cold-faced man also looked more dignified. He stepped lightly on his feet for a few steps, and while his figure was shaking, he calmly dodged aside, and at the same time stretched his palm forward. Now that he has penetrated the gap of the knife light and grabbed the opponent's arm, he really wants to use a pair of fleshy palms and empty gloves to kill him!

When this series of moves is used, it is like flowing clouds and flowing water, with a graceful posture and is extremely beautiful. Needless to say, everyone knows that this cold-faced man is probably a master of the rivers and lakes.

But the more this happened, the more excited they became.

Watching is a duel between masters, otherwise what's the fun? !

Want to take my knife!

Yue Gang stepped back half a step, avoiding the opponent's palm just in time, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but his heart was full of anger!

In the past few years since his debut, he has encountered so many enemies, even if he was defeated, and never left his sword in his hand, this guy clearly looks down on him!
As soon as he thought of this, Yue Gang no longer kept his hand, the long knife shook, and the light of the knife was rolling, brilliant and dazzling, just like a lone mountain towering in the world, steep and straight, revealing the murderous intent!
The cold-faced man still didn't withdraw his palms, they were stirring between the blades, as if he had practiced some foreign technique, he was not afraid of blades, and insisted on grabbing the opponent's long blades!

Dangdang!

The long knife slashed on the palm of his hand, not only there was no blood, but the sound of gold and iron clashing.

The short old man only felt that the place where the blade touched was hard and inexplicable, and he couldn't help being startled. The blade slowed down by three points. The silver glow shot towards the short old man's flaw!

Be careful!

Everyone watching the battle was startled. Although the two of them fought only three moves and two moves, they were dangerous moves, especially this wave of hidden weapons. Anyone who had some knowledge could see that they were just rushing towards the weak point exposed by the short old man. , he most likely won't be able to take it!
However, the other party is an old Jianghu after all, at such a critical moment, it can be seen that this elder of the Huashan School has no regard for face, a short body, a lazy donkey rolling, but he can barely dodge all three hidden weapons!

Tuk Tuk Tuk!
The three silver points were nailed to the wooden table, Yue Gang stood up in a state of embarrassment, and when he took a closer look, he saw that they were three small rotten silver pens, glowing silvery white under the candlelight.

With a move in his heart, he already recognized the other party's identity, and he couldn't help saying: "Okay, it turns out that Leng Qian, the leader of the five scattered members of the Demon Sect, has arrived, and the old man said who has the courage to act wildly in my Huashan territory!"

The Five Scattered members of the Devil's Sect, Mr. Lengmian is indifferent!

Qunhao couldn't help being in an uproar, the masters of Mingjiao are well-known in the Jianghu!
Mr. Lengmian is indifferent and modest, he is the head of the five scattered people, he is reticent, cold-tempered, and the rotten silver pen is his weapon of fame!
Yue Gang knew in his heart that when he slashed the opponent's palm just now, he must have been blocked by the small rotten silver pen hidden in his palm, so he couldn't perform meritorious deeds!
"Please step aside." Leng Qian still said calmly.

Yue Gang frowned, and said: "If you are not a member of the Demon Cult, and you leave the antidote, I can still let you go today, but now, I must avenge my nephew Baiyuan!"

Huashan School Baiyuan has always been believed by the Huashan School to have died at the hands of Mingjiao, and Baiyuan is the most outstanding contemporary disciple of Huashan School, and he was supposed to take over the head of the school!
If we talk about just now, Yue Gang still saved the lives of a few people and forced them to hand over the antidote, but this time he made a move, but his killing intent was revealed!
The Huashan School's Liangyi sword technique is unfolded, yin and yang are rotated, hardness and softness are combined, the light of the sword is erratic, and the moves go straight to the vital point, the sword is mysterious, the trajectory is unpredictable, and it is extremely fierce!

Lengqian's palm was like a butterfly piercing flowers, constantly shuttling in the light of the knife, the small rotten silver pen in his hand collided with the long knife from time to time, making a crisp sound, and from time to time he aimed at the gap and threw the small pen, trying to defeat the enemy.

It's just that although his hidden weapons are mysterious and his palm skills are not to be underestimated, but when the Liangyi saber technique is deployed, the saber's momentum becomes one piece, and as the fierce battle lasts, it becomes bigger and bigger, and Leng Qian is gradually suppressed by the saber light in a small space. In the circle, there is less and less space to display.

Anyone can understand that it is only a matter of time before this Mingjiao Five Scatterers loses!

However, at this moment, a burst of wild laughter suddenly came from outside, and someone laughed and scolded: "Old Huashan, bullying the young with the old, how shameless!"

Hearing that voice, the middle-aged man and woman showed a three-point smile, and even the cold and modest faces were somewhat relieved.

Yue Gang was startled, knowing that the other party had come to help, but the steel knife in his hand had increased a third of his strength, wanting to take this opportunity to take down this Lengqian first!

shhhhhh!
Suddenly, there were several sounds of breaking through the air, and the strong wind howled, directly hitting the vital point on the back of the short old man. The short old man had no choice but to defend with his saber, but during this movement, the saber relaxed, and Leng Qian jumped out all at once !
The strong wind collided with the steel knife, was cut off by the blade immediately, and fell to the ground, it turned out to be a bamboo chopsticks.

Yue Gang looked solemnly, looking in the direction where the bamboo chopsticks were fired, but saw a middle-aged man with a slender figure and a frivolous face came in outside the door, he looked at the crowd in the end, and smiled at Yue Gang: You old man is not willing to let us go and want our lives? Now Zhou Dian is here, if you want to kill, just come and try!"

His face is full of sarcasm, his arrogance is extremely arrogant, but because of the large number of people on his side, he dare not do anything to bully Yue Gang!

Yue Gang clenched the long knife tightly in his hand, he was so angry that he wanted to slash it, but he didn't make a move after all.

Zhou Dian, one of the five members of the Ming Sect, is much more famous than Leng Qian.

Just because of his arrogant words and deeds, he has offended many big men in the world with his stinky mouth, and he is cruel by nature, killing people like hemp, which is quite feared by people in the world!

It is not easy for Yue Gang to win. If the two join forces, he has no chance of winning!
"Old man, let me ask you, Zhou, with this broken knife in your hand, can we go or not?!" Zhou Maniac shouted frantically.

Yue Gang's face turned red, but he could only bear it. Suddenly, he cupped his hands towards the second floor, and said, "I ask my nephew to uphold justice!"

"Hey, among the younger disciples of the Huashan School, is there anyone with higher martial arts skills than your old man?!"

Zhou Dianhun said indifferently: "Zhou, I want to see, who dares to meddle in my Mingjiao business!"

"is it?"

Suddenly a clear voice came from the second floor, and said with a smile: "Even I can't control it?"

It is not surprising that this voice fell in the ears of others, but Zhou Dian was stunned in place when it fell into Zhou Dian's ears!

In his mind, he suddenly recalled the scene of being humiliated on Zhongnan Mountain. The figure of that young man couldn't help shaking, and tremblingly said:
"Sword... the sword god, Mo Li!"

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(End of this chapter)