The heavens start from the anger and clearness of Xiangxi

Chapter 13
There is a lot of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, so many Jianghu people like to sit in a teahouse and drink a cup of hot tea in their spare time to get rid of the humidity.

Apart from the tea in this teahouse, there are naturally storytellers and the martial artist Bai Xiaosheng who loves to tell anecdotes about the world.

The anecdotes of the rivers and lakes are naturally the legendary experiences of some big men.

And to say that the biggest and most resounding name in the arena is of course the killer organization called "Black Stone".

Black Stone, the cornerstone of the court's darkness.

It is a huge killer organization attached to a certain figure in the imperial court, and each of the killers has special skills.

In addition to the leader with unfathomable martial arts, Zhuanlun Wang, there is also a peerless swordsman named "Xiaoyu".

Xiao Yu's 41-way "Pishui Sword Technique", the sword moves are fast and dense, and the trend of the sword path is erratic like the drizzle in the wind, which is elusive. Blood.

Countless court dignitaries and martial arts heroes died at the hands of Xiaoyu. She was the most powerful and cruel killer in the Black Stone except the Wheel-Running King.

"Hey! Storyteller! Which important person did Xiaoyu kill these days?"

The idle man in the teahouse looked at the storyteller on the high platform and started booing.

Snapped!
The storyteller slapped the wood when he heard the words, and said loudly: "You don't know what the judges are. A few days ago, a mysterious person broke the water-piercing sword technique with his bare hands. It was broken by that man with a fierce iron fist!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience!
How can it be? !
It was drizzle!
The well-known peerless killer in the Black Stone, the water-piercing sword in her hand killed countless masters of the rivers and lakes, but was defeated with bare hands? !
And that water-piercing sword is a magical weapon that cuts iron like mud and cuts gold and jade. How could it be broken by human power? !

"Storyteller, are you kidding us? What kind of character is that Xiaoyu, and the water-piercing sword in his hand is the sharp edge of a magic weapon. How could it be broken by someone with bare hands? Is that still a human?"

Everyone questioned the storyteller's words.

Without him, it's just because these words are so unbelievable that it's hard to believe.

Mr. Storyteller was secretly delighted when he saw everyone questioning him.

This is what he wanted. He kept talking about old things, and no one wanted to listen to them.

However, the court and the rivers and lakes are dominated by the Heishi family, so it is hard to find anything new.

Now that a major event has finally happened, the storyteller will naturally rely on it to earn some money.

"Don't be in a hurry, judges, just listen to me slowly!" The storyteller made a fool of himself.

How could the audience not know his little thoughts, and everyone threw some copper coins and scattered silver on it for a while, asking him to talk about it quickly.

The storyteller was overjoyed when he heard the ding-ding-dong-dong sound of money falling to the ground, he patted the tree to wake him up, and said loudly: "It is said that night, Heishi ordered Xiaoyu to assassinate Zhang Shoufu."

"Zhang Shoufu is the head of the civil servants of our dynasty. He is loyal and dedicated to the people. He is a rare loyal minister and good minister!"

Everyone in the audience nodded after hearing the words. This Zhang Shoufu is indeed a good official who pleads for the people, and everyone in the world knows this.

This Black Stone actually wants to attack such Zhongliang, it is really inferior to a pig and a dog!

"That Xiao Yu deserves to be a peerless assassin. She entered Zhang Shoufu's mansion on a rainy night, as if she had entered the land of no one. Seeing that a generation of Zhongliang was about to die tragically at the hands of the Black Stone."

"Sudden--"

Snapped!
The storyteller slapped the wood again, and everyone was startled as well, fearing for the loyal minister Zhang Shoufu who was about to die at the hands of Xiao Yu.

"I saw lightning and thunder in the sky, a silver dragon danced wildly, and a knight in black descended from the sky!"

"I don't know the name of that chivalrous man, but this man's boxing and martial arts are very mysterious, especially his physical strength is the best in the world!"

"Even Drizzle, who dominates the rivers and lakes with speed, and his water-piercing swordsmanship is as fast as a ghost, can't keep up with his boxing speed!"

"This person weighs a thousand catties with one punch and one kick. It's just easy to break mountains and crack rocks. Anyone who gets punched will be smashed to pieces!"

"Not only that, this person's physique is like a heavenly man descended into the world, even if the Drizzle Sword is a magic weapon, it will be difficult to hurt it at all."

"This person fought Xiao Yu with only a dozen moves. Not only did he severely injure Xiao Yu with one punch, but he also smashed the Pishui Sword, a magical weapon that cut gold and broken jade, and saved the life of Zhongliang Zhang Shoufu."

"However, this person is not good at making light work, so Xiao Yu took the opportunity to escape, otherwise Xiao Yu might not be known in the world anymore!"

"it is good!"

Everyone in the audience applauded, and after hearing the storyteller's exciting story, they immediately felt a surge of excitement!

The traitor is in power, the killer wants to kill Zhongliang, and the chivalrous man from the sky, doing justice for the sky, saves Zhongliang's life. This story of punishing evil and promoting good immediately received thunderous applause and applause.

Although they usually laugh at themselves about the darkness of the court and the poverty of the people, they often hear stories about Heishi being bold and Drizzle killing people like hemp.

But in their hearts, who doesn't want Yuyu to clarify one day, who doesn't want someone who can punish evil and promote good, and kill those damn corrupt officials.

Now that this story is satisfying the simple heart of justice in their hearts, all the people feel their blood boil, and they throw the scattered silver taels in their hands on the stage to reward the storyteller.

The storyteller was naturally happy when he heard the thumping sound, but more importantly, today's story was told to him heartily, and his heart was surging!
He used to say that those black stones and drizzle were more to get some rewards to live a better life, why didn't he feel aggrieved in his heart?Why don't you feel that the current situation is dark and treacherous ministers are in power?
Today's words simply wiped away the anger in his chest, and he spoke excitedly and freely!
"Storyteller! Who is Jiang Haoxia that day? How could he defeat Xiao Yu with more than a dozen moves?!" Someone asked curiously.

But the storyteller shook his head and sighed: "No one in the Jianghu knows the origin of this man, only know that his boxing skills are unparalleled, he advances and retreats like a dragon and a tiger, and his physique is extraordinary and sacred. hurt."

"Although I'm not good at doing light work, but within ten feet, I can be said to be invincible in the world!"

"That's why people in the Jianghu called it 'Shenquan'."

"What is God?"

"Back then when the Japanese pirates were suppressed, Marshal Qi who clarified the universe had a saying: 'It's so dark that people can't see it, it's called a god!', this hero is exactly what he said."

"The name of Divine Fist is well-deserved!"

"Okay! Well said!" Everyone in the audience couldn't help shouting excitedly.

This hero descended from the sky, defeated the killer Xiao Yu with his unpredictable fist, saved the life of Zhongliang's chief assistant, punished evil and promoted good, eliminated violence and brought peace to the good, naturally he deserved the name of "God Fist"!
Among the applauding people, there was a man who was tall and handsome, even more handsome than women, drinking tea silently.

He sipped tea leisurely, and occasionally turned his head to look at the painting boat in the misty rain outside the window.

I'm afraid no one would have imagined that the "magic fist" that the storyteller speaks about, the "magic fist" that punishes evil and promotes good, is this handsome young man who looks weak and weak.

And he was Lu Qing.

After Lu Qing said goodbye to Chen Yulou in the last world, he wanted to search all over the famous mountains and rivers, looking for news of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra.

Unexpectedly, after just sleeping, he traveled again and came to this time and space of the Ming Dynasty.

Wandering around, he ran into a Shaolin monk named Lu Zhu. The two walked together for a long time. Before parting, they exchanged martial arts and had a match, and they were evenly matched.

Within five feet, Lu Qing wins; beyond five feet, Lu Zhu wins.

Because Lu Qing can only jump three feet with all his strength, and beyond five feet, Lu Qing can hardly touch Lu Zhu.

But within five feet, Lu Qing can stabilize Lu Zhu with his unparalleled strength and extreme control over his body and strength.

After that, Lu Zhu entrusted him to protect the chief minister of the court from Xiaoyu's massacre, and guarded Xiaoyu on his behalf for a period of time so that she could not kill any more.

As a reward, he dictated the Marrow Cleansing Sutra to Lu Qing.

The Sutra of Washing the Marrow is exactly the method of training the marrow that Lu Qing dreamed of, so he agreed to Lu Zhu's commission without hesitation.

Only then did the legends of the storytellers say that heaven and man descended into the world, and that "Shenquan" defeated Xiaoyu.

(End of this chapter)