The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 232 The Supreme Master
Every era has its own story.

The rise and fall of dynasties, the ups and downs of the rivers and seas, it was the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, the court was corrupt, misfortunes abounded, the Yuan Dynasty grew stronger and stronger, the common people were in dire straits, the masters of the two countries were also busy running back and forth, trying to seize the power of the world, fighting endlessly.

And among them, the three masters are the most astonishing.

One is the "Supreme Grandmaster" Ling Donglai, who is amazingly talented, extraordinary and holy, and is an extraordinary person in the Central Plains martial arts; The third is the "Emperor Master" Ba Shiba of the Great Yuan Dynasty, who practiced the "Spiritual Dafa of Changing the Heaven and Earth", and traveled across the universe without encountering opponents.

In addition, there are four other wonderful books that have to be mentioned.

They are the Daomen Qijing "Longevity Jue", Cihang Jingzhai's town treasure "Cihang Sword Code", the magic door's most treasured "Tianmo Strategy", and the most mysterious "God of War Illustrated Record".

The four great books have the same origin but are different, and if they are cultivated to the limit, they can all shatter the void.

However, this situation is rare.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless geniuses and geniuses, such as the vast stars, who can reach the state of Broken Diamond, but they are as rare as a feather, and there are only a handful of them.

Different from "Longevity Jue", "Cihang Sword Manual", and "Tianmo Strategies", these three have traces to follow, but the "God of War Illustrated Record" is the most mysterious, unknown origin, and unknown author , although word of mouth, but it is the most illusory, no one can see.

There are very few records about this book since ancient times.

In ancient times, the "Emperor Master" Guang Chengzi once comprehended the mysteries of the heaven, earth and universe in the "War God Temple", and later wrote the extraordinary sutra "Longevity Jue".

Xie Tiao, the first evil emperor of the Demon Sect, also mentioned this book in "Thoughts on the Way of Demons".

Furthermore, Dini, the ancestor of "Cihang Jingzhai", was also a coincidence. He accidentally peeped into "Caprice of Demonic Dao", learned about "Shattering the Void", and created "Cihang Sword Manual".

Therefore, the secret formula of "Shattering the Void" was handed down to later generations and known to the world, and it is the ultimate state of martial arts.

However, if you want to get this book, you must have a great chance. It is rumored that the "War God Temple" is hidden underground, guarded by a magic dragon, forming a world of its own, and will wander around on its own.

……

Lin'an.

The spring is cold and cold, and there is a light rain.

Under the rainy atmosphere, a temple can be vaguely seen, overflowing with incense, and it has become a place to shelter from the rain.

There is a plaque hanging in the temple, with four characters hanging high.

"Wu Mu is loyal!"

Yue grave.

The rain is getting heavier and the rain is getting worse.

Suddenly I saw a man walking out of the rain.

This man is majestic and tall, with a slightly wet green shirt, disheveled hair on his shoulders, a copper-colored broad chest exposed under the half-open skirt, a red mark on the center of his brow, calm and deep eyes, but with a feeling of saying no. It is cold and stern, narrow and long like a knife, and hides a magical power that can see through people's hearts.

Seeing the man's body and appearance far beyond ordinary people, the pilgrims under the eaves who were sheltering from the rain felt uncomfortable and escaped in the rain, scattered in all directions.

In a blink of an eye, there is only an old man who guards the shrine left.

The old man was over sixty years old, full of vigor, wrapped in a black coat, and when he saw the man walking in, he couldn't help but take a second look.

Seeing that he was in the posture of offering incense, he hurriedly lit the incense again and passed it on.

"Thank you!"

The man smiled gently, looked at the "Statue of Yue Fei" in the temple, and lost his mind for a moment for no reason.

The aroma curled up, and in the midst of rising, crooked handwriting suddenly appeared in it.

【Operator: Chen Zhuo】

【World: The Last Years of the Southern Song Dynasty】

【Fate: Greedy Wolf's Fate】

【Luck: Ninth Grade A】

[Number of Fate: Three disasters, six disasters, endless calamities, nine deaths and one life]

[Talent: Consolidation] (Note: Greedy wolf devours the sky, devours the enemy and consolidates.)
Reminder: Fate changes with luck, luck depends on human effort. (Note: The master of luck has already achieved his potential. If he establishes a sect in the future and distributes martial arts and skills, he can gather the luck of disciples and gather the luck of the sect; if he establishes a dynasty and strives for hegemony in the world, he can get the great luck of the people; if he reaches the peak, he can get another Going to other worlds, you can also return to the world you experienced in the past.)
……

The smoke disappeared with the wind in a blink of an eye.

As soon as the man's aura stopped, Youyou's eyes gradually widened a little with bewilderment.

The rain is getting heavier, but the wind is weak.

The man stood under the eaves, looking at the silent mountains, the sky was full of wind and rain, and listening to the thunder above his head, he was fascinated and remained silent.

The sky is dark, the sun and the moon have no light.

Today, although his thoughts and thoughts have been penetrated, but the five qi have been trapped inside the heaven and the earth for a long time, so that his heart often floats. out.

I think it's because the physical body is too strong, and I'm trapped in a cage.

"How do I get off?"

Looking at the wind and rain in front of him, he murmured softly.

I don't know how long I stood there.

"boom!"

A thunderclap brought him back to his senses.

Thunder fell and struck an old tree outside the temple. In an instant, thunder and fire ignited, and the old tree turned into burnt wood.

But instead of a tree, he was looking at a person.

A figure in the rain strode in.

The visitor had long hair hanging down his shoulders, his complexion was purple like lightning, and he was dressed in white clothes that were as thick as snow.

In the same way, this person is also looking at the man under the eaves who is watching the world quietly. Earlier, he was meditating on Qixia Ridge, but he suddenly felt another vast energy on the mountain. He was shocked and only thought that the enemy was coming. It was a young man whom he had never seen before.

But watching, the face of the visitor gradually changed.

He only felt that the aura of the person in front of him was obscure, and at first he could see it clearly, but in an instant it became blurred, like clouds and mists, like viewing flowers in a dream, somewhere between reality and fantasy, unfathomable.

Can't see through, can't see clearly.

The purple-faced, white-clothed man paused in his steps, and stopped in the rain, feeling both surprised and surprised. He had heard of all the famous masters in the world, but he couldn't remember when such an unbelievable figure appeared in the Central Plains martial arts world. character.

The man in the green shirt turned his eyes lightly, "Who are you?"

The purple-faced man's eyes were cold, "Since you dare to come to me, you don't know my reputation as a hard worker? Who the hell are you?"

This person is actually the head of the most mysterious demon sect "Yingui Sect" in the Jianghu, "Blood Hand" works hard.

Sensing the hostility from the other party, the man in blue frowned slightly, then stretched it out again, and said slowly: "I'm just an unknown person, so insignificant."

Li Gong's eyes flashed brightly, "My boy, did you come here to amuse me? I didn't expect that besides Ling Donglai, there are still experts like you hiding in the rivers and lakes. Anyway, I have been practicing for a long time, and I am worried about being bored..."

He scolded: "Don't name it yet!"

Looking at each other, the guest in blue said softly, "Chen Zhuo!"

As a member of the demon sect, Li Gong used demons to enter Taoism, so he is not a good person; besides, since he first achieved demon skills, he felt that he has been able to run rampant in the world, seeing the people in front of him seem to ignore him, and with his squinted eyes The condescending appearance of the person has already set him on fire.

Just as he was about to make a move, but the moment the word "Chen Zhuo" came to his ears, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked around. Turning around, it turned into a bright sun, and the cicadas around the wall courtyard were buzzing, one after another, very noisy.

How could the weather that had just entered spring suddenly turn into scorching summer?

Not only that, Li Gong's pupils trembled, but seeing the scorching sun falling rapidly in the middle of the sky, it turned into night in a blink of an eye, the bright moon rose in the east, the night wind was blowing, and insects and birds were singing in his ears, then it turned into day, and then into night, The stars move, the flowers bloom and fall.

All the cycles of withering and flourishing outside the wall courtyard have gone through spring, summer, autumn and winter in a very unbelievable change.

The old man in the temple has long since disappeared. Under the eaves, Chen Zhuo works hard in the courtyard. Their eyes meet each other. The world is ever-changing, but the two of them stay in it and never change.

When Li Gong looked at it again, he suddenly realized that he was already in the boundless snow.

His expression changed from bewilderment to seriousness, and he didn't move a bit, watching the figure under the eaves turn into flying snow, drifting between the sky and the earth.

"Crench!"

It wasn't until there was a jerky and dry turning of the door hinge next to his ear that Li Gong just broke free from it and woke up like a dream.

It's still raining, as if it's just a blink of an eye

The old man guarding the shrine is closing the windows.

It was also empty under the rain eaves.

Li Gong was drenched all over, his cheeks trembled, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"Spiritual Dafa?"

He suddenly asked the old man, "Where was that man just now?"

The old man guarding the shrine was startled when he heard the words, "Who is the uncle talking about?"

Li Gong was a little impatient, "It's the one who sheltered from the rain under the eaves earlier."

The old man glanced in the direction Li Gong pointed, and his face was even more bewildered, as if he never remembered that there was anyone here.

Li Gong had already realized something, so he stood there in a daze.

……

After leaving Yuefen, Chen Zhuo walked in the rain, walked among the mountains, and went up to Qixia Ridge.

The mountains are emerald green, surrounded by rain and mist. If you look sideways, you can overlook the misty rain of the West Lake and see the prosperity at the foot of the mountain.

After walking for a long time, we can see many Buddhist statues and cliff carvings along the way.

Looking at the broken or broken stone statues, standing or sitting, Chen Zhuo slowed down his pace.

While observing all kinds of strange Buddha statues, he said casually: "Your Excellency followed me all the way, but I found the wrong person. He is in the temple."

His response was a burst of Xiao Xiao.

The Xiao sound was near and far away, as if it was far away in the sky, but also as if it was close in front of your eyes, like weeping and complaining, drifting around, passing by like the wind in a trance, flowing between mountains and rocks, and like a sharp arrow, Walk through the light rain.

On the mountain steps, a person walks in a hurry and appears.

The person who came was a sallow-faced scholar in green robes, hale and hearty, with a pair of red phoenix eyes and two swallow-winged eyebrows hanging on them. His eyes were deep and deep, and he had a short beard on his chin. He carried a three-foot long sword obliquely on his back. He walks freely and freely, quite in the style of Wei and Jin Dynasties, and looks elegant and elegant from a distance.

The scribe couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, and he didn't answer, but walked up to Chen Zhuo, stretched out his index finger, and wrote two words on the stone wall.

"Heavenly Dao!"

The stone powder rustled down, and when the words were formed, the strokes seemed to bloom in Chen Zhuo's eyes with a strange brilliance.

Chen Zhuo was a little surprised.

The person who came here actually cultivated the "Way of Heaven".

Chen Zhuo smiled, thought for a while, then raised his hand, raised his finger and dropped the characters on the side level with the other party, and wrote two characters stroke by stroke.

"humane!"

In an instant, thunder and fire burst out between the marks on the words.

The scribe's eyes lit up, and his smile grew even wider.

"Good words, wonderful words, order to come east!"

　Another big chapter tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)