The first among the heavens begins with martial arts

Chapter 1
Yanjing Forbidden City.

Xuan Ye flipped through the memorial, joy filled his body.

Great news came, the Heaven and Earth Society was dealt a devastating blow, and the forces that could resist him were weakened again.

The San Francisco was completely wiped out against the party, and the rule of the dynasty was stabilized, so he was even more at ease.

If it wasn't for Qian Heng, the biggest anti-thief leader, who hadn't been killed yet, the Qing Dynasty would have gone to peace at home even if all its internal worries had been exhausted.

"When will this rogue die!"

Thinking of this, Xuan Ye felt uncomfortable again.

Never a good thing since hearing this name three years ago.

Ming, Ming, and Qing are rich and powerful, but they have been deflated in the hands of this rebel. The continuous loss of troops will make it a shame.

The successive major cases made this rebel the reputation of being the best expert in the world, and almost became a banner of anti-Qing. If this thief hadn't been at odds with other rebels, there must have been a big trouble long ago.

"what?"

Xuanye suddenly remembered that he hadn't heard from Qian Heng in the past few months, and felt a little strange.

Since the first time he heard this name three years ago, this thief has been very active, making a big news every two months on average to embarrass the Qing court.

"How long has there been no news from the money thief?"

Eunuch Pu said without the slightest hesitation: "My lord, since the last assassination of the governor of Huguang, the money thief has disappeared for five full months."

"Five months?" Xuan Ye showed doubts. Could it be true that the rumor that the money thief was seriously injured in the assassination last time was true?

Eunuch Park gave an affirmative answer again.

"Could it be true what those dog slaves said this time?"

Xuan Ye was in doubt, every time Qian Heng did something, he would swear that he had been seriously injured, but the other party was always alive and kicking soon after, and there was no sign of any injury at all.

Eunuch Park didn't know, so he didn't reply at all. He knew that Xuanye didn't mean to ask him at all.

"Well, what they said is actually true every time!"

A strange voice suddenly sounded in the hall, both Xuan Ye and Eunuch Park were taken aback.

A tall, burly but skinny Taoist priest appeared in front of the two of them. His white hair was disheveled but neat and clean. A long-handled epee in his hand was stained with blood.

This outfit, this long sword, seems familiar.

Xuan Ye's pupils suddenly narrowed, and his back felt chills. He recognized who the person in front of him was.

The world's number one master Polujian Qian Heng.

Also the world's number one rebel.

Pu Gonggong's muscles all over his body tensed suddenly and he stepped forward. His body was like a cloud or a breeze, and he slapped Qian Heng with a palm.

This palm does not have any famous name, it is just a common move in the Wudang cotton palm that has been passed down for hundreds of years, but it has been practiced to his level and it is comparable to any magical skill in the world.

He has practiced this palm for more than 30 years, which is the reason why he can become the number one master in the palace, and it is also the reliance that he can accompany the emperor in the current dynasty.

The power of this palm is condensed but erratic, making it difficult for people to defend. It shows Park Gonggong's pinnacle of control, and its power is even more shocking. Even a stone mill will be torn apart, let alone a big living.

Eunuch Park is confident that his martial arts will never be inferior to Chen Jinnan, who was once the number one master in the world, as long as he is of flesh and blood, he will not dare to take a direct blow from him.

At the same time as he slapped the palm, Eunuch Pu's sharp whistling sound pierced the night sky. With such a big movement, Ouchi's guards would definitely be alarmed. As long as he stopped the opponent for a short time, he would be able to serve as a guardian of the sky and fight with his ancestor Pu Buhua. The same name remains in history, and the descendants of the hometown will also be proud of themselves hundreds of years later.

Qian Heng was panting heavily, but he was not in a hurry. He didn't even raise his sword, but just struck out with the same palm with his left hand.

His hands were terrifyingly thin, almost like a skeleton covered in skin, which looked horrible.

Hands over.

Silently.

Eunuch Park stood still, as if a bomb had been detonated in his body, blood spurted out from the seven orifices for free, and even a large amount of pores oozed out, directly becoming a blood man.

This is exactly the effect of the anti-thief Qian Heng's housekeeping skills.

The pores of Xuan Ye's whole body tightened, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

one move.

Eunuch Park, whose martial arts are so high that he is frightening, does not know whether he is alive or dead.

"Hero Qian, if you have something to say, I can give you whatever you want, even if it is to return the country and let the Eight Banners withdraw from the customs, it is not impossible to discuss!"

Pfft!
Eunuch Park finally lost his balance and fell to the ground. He didn't seem to have the slightest ups and downs in his chest. He had obviously become a corpse.

Although he didn't stop Qian Heng, he did alarm the guards with swords guarding the outer hall, and there was constant noise outside the hall.

In 20 seconds at most, they will be able to rush into the inner hall.

In this era of declining martial arts, even Qian Heng cannot be an opponent of the army. Once the guards with swords kill him, there will be no chance of escape.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

Qian Heng walked up to Xuan Ye, and placed his world-famous Polu Sword on the table casually, with a relaxed expression and no anxiety at all.

Xuan Ye was stiff all over, even if Qian Heng turned his back to him, he didn't dare to react in the slightest, for fear of causing the other party's misunderstanding, even though he had good martial arts skills.

Ever since he was young, he has never been so close to death, even if he was oppressed by Oboi, he was only resentful and annoyed, but at this moment his mind was completely filled with fear.

The noise outside was getting closer and closer, as were the sounds of armor rubbing and footsteps shouting to kill, but Qian Heng sat on the Xuanye dragon chair and rested.

He was really exhausted, silently killing more than 20 armored guards in the inner hall, it was the most difficult battle in his life, almost exhausted all his skills and all his martial arts wisdom.

Normally speaking, with the limitations of the Ludingji world, it is impossible for him to do this. If there is not the secret of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa that does not belong to this world, he would have failed long ago.

This original version of the potential-inspiring magic technique originated from Liang Yusheng's world will devour the user's flesh and blood, and then continuously transform it into true energy, allowing the user to increase the combat power dozens of times in a short period of time , but it will be backlashed within a day or two at most after use, and the whole body will be turned into powder.

Fortunately, the method he got was the final version after countless revisions, which could delay the time of death for a long time, but by now his time has been completely exhausted.

Four years ago, his soul traveled to the world of Deer and Ding Ji, and the golden finger also appeared at the right time, which allowed him to obtain a copy of "Dafa of Disintegration of Heavenly Demons" and a Shaolin Great Returning Pill that increased his power for 30 years after taking it. Basic swordsmanship.

The so-called wearing the chrysanthemum set of electric drills without rebelling against the Qing Dynasty, Qian Heng did not want to shave his hair and braid it, and he had no intention of becoming a slave.

After some searching, he took refuge in Tiandihui and practiced martial arts and swordsmanship in secret, but after traveling for a full year, the secluded place was suddenly surrounded by the Qing court, and he fell into a situation of ten deaths and no life.

As a last resort, he could only use the method of disintegrating the demon to break out of the encirclement, and he paid a heavy price.

This kind of eccentric idea of ​​magic is extreme and narrow. It pays attention to the extinction of life and the infinity of extinction. Therefore, once it is used, it cannot be stopped, and it must die with the enemy.

Even if the version obtained by Qian Heng is optimized and optimized again, once used, the lifespan and vitality will be lost at twenty times the speed of ordinary people, and it will increase dozens of times when using force.

However, the modified method also has an unexpected benefit. Because the potential and vitality are stimulated, the speed of his internal energy accumulation and injury recovery speed has also increased by [-] times.

No matter how serious the injury is, he can recover quickly.

After taking Shaolin Dahuandan, coupled with diligent study and practice, he now has more than a hundred years of skill, truly dominating the universe.

The strongest person I have ever met, the leader of the Dragon Sect is far inferior to him in terms of skill, and apart from this person, there are very few strong people like Park Gonggong who have refined their skills for 40 to [-] years, very few.

Relying on his unrivaled martial arts and speed of recovery, Qian Heng can be said to be unscrupulous. He kept looking for troubles in the Qing court, and he let out a breath of anger. From the beginning, he only killed some county magistrates, and later the governor general was also slaughtered like a dog. Officials of the Qing court feared it like a tiger.

Although he got angry, it also made his overall plan aborted, and he could not do anything in the remaining three to five years of his life. He could only keep looking for young men with a firm will against the Qing Dynasty, and prepared to use his martial arts and the knowledge theory of later generations. Pass it on, and hope that the disciples can fulfill their wishes.

Five months ago, he realized that his life force was about to fade, and his physical condition was actually equivalent to that of a centenarian, so he stopped taking action and concentrated on educating his disciples.

Ten days ago, Qian Heng, who had basically completed his cramming education, realized that his death was approaching, so he decided to do one last big thing.

Assassinate Kangxi directly.

As the ruler, Xuan Ye is obviously a clear-headed and talented king, and a king who has been waiting for a long time is very beneficial to the stability of the rule. For the sake of his disciples' rebellion, he must get rid of this chieftain.

But when he was in front of him, Qian Heng suddenly changed his mind.

Killing Kangxi, Prince Yinreng can ascend the throne in a legitimate way. In history, this person has not ascended the throne, so it is impossible to judge whether he is a faint king. If he is not, the blow to the rule of the Qing court is actually not too great.

Maybe it can be done.

He hit the key point on Xuan Ye's head like lightning, and violently messed up Xuan Ye's prefrontal cortex, and performed a prefrontal lobotomy on this emperor, which was widely known in later generations in America.

Qian Heng was keenly aware that Xuan Ye's eyes immediately dimmed, obviously the operation had worked.

The sequelae of this operation include the destruction of high-level thinking activities, becoming like a walking dead, docile, lethargic, dull, indifferent, listless, distracted, dull, and at the mercy of others.

Qian Heng is not a doctor, so he can't judge what sequelae the other party will have, but the possibility of no sequelae is very low, and any of the above-mentioned sequelae is very serious for a king.

From today onwards, Xuan Ye will no longer be known as a wise man, but he has been in charge of the government for a long time and has done a good job. His throne is stable, and it is difficult to replace him easily.

Unable to change the emperor, and Xuan Ye became stupid and unable to control the inside and outside, it would leave the soil for the birth of foreign relatives and powerful officials.

If internal conflicts arise in the Qing court, it will be difficult to work together, and the chances of his disciples will be a little higher, and the assassination will achieve its goal.

Gently patting Xuan Ye's shoulder, Qian Heng exhaled the last trace of turbid air, feeling relaxed and light-headed all over his body, his eyes were bright, and his vitality was completely exhausted.

The Ouchi guards had already rushed to the inner hall, but they were afraid of Xuan Ye being beside him, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

With a slight smile, the true energy in his body collapsed, and he was no longer able to suppress the backlash of the demon's disintegration of Dafa.

The backlash that had been accumulated for three years came in an instant. With the sound of crackling, Qian Heng turned into powder inch by inch from his feet upwards. In just a breath, he disappeared into the hall, leaving only the windless Polu sword.

"We are destined to see you again!"

(End of this chapter)