The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 349: Martial arts teaching
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"Have you heard? A market appeared out of thin air in the west overnight, with carriages and horses like dragons, bustling and rich, and... hey, I heard that the women in it are more beautiful than the last and can attract the souls of men."

In the east gate of Bianhuangji, the Han people coming and going were talking among themselves. In the market, there were escorts delivering goods as collateral, swordsmen leading horses, and merchants selling goods from north to south. They were all kinds of people, and they were very noisy.

The inns and restaurants on both sides were filled with people from all walks of life. These people either looked fierce or had faces as cold as frost. They never left their bodies or hands with their swords. They were covered in travel dust. When they heard the sound, they pricked up their ears like wolves that smelled meat. , want to listen carefully.

The Huangji here is the most lively place in the entire border wilderness. Several major Hu ethnic groups and the Han gangs of the Han people are on their own side. From the initial fight with each other to now, they control and restrain each other, creating a situation of mutual non-aggression. .

But unfortunately, this balance is about to be broken.

A few days ago, news came that Fu Jian was about to send his army south. Since this desert area is the border between the north and the south, it is naturally the first to bear the brunt.

Nowadays, the other gates have long been closed, and only the east gate controlled by the "Han Gang" allows Han people to avoid disaster.

"How could I not know? It has been spread for a long time. I heard that Xiehu is very powerful!"

"how?"

"Looking at the hundreds of miles of deserted land in the border wilderness, except for the border wilderness market, which is protected by the Han gang, there is only half a step beyond the gate of the Yama Palace. A market suddenly popped up. Someone has already touched it, but guess what? What’s going on? Several groups of people came one after another, but they all left and never returned.”

"Ah, could it be that all those who encounter cruel troubles die?"

"It's even weirder than that. None of the people who entered the market came out, and every one of them looked like a different person. Some were obviously big thieves who were running rampant and killed people without batting an eye. As soon as they entered, they immediately transformed into A guy who brings tea and water."

As soon as this statement came out, the others also took over.

"Yes, I've heard about it too. I heard that there was only a ruined temple there at first, but in just ten breaths of time, the ruined temple was completely new and turned into a pagoda, which almost scared people to death... and the surrounding area of ​​the ruined temple , Houses were pulled up one after another."

"I remember that there was indeed a market there at the end of the Han Dynasty, but it was ruined by war and natural disasters. It was exposed to wind and rain, and it collapsed completely. In the end, only an old temple was left for people. Rest."

"Could it be that there are too many people dying here and something evil is happening?"

"Evil spirit? Oh, what evil spirit can be so evil these days? Even if it is true, it will have to die again."

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. In my opinion, it is a 'demon market', and everyone who enters will die."

……

Everyone was talking at once, and the roof of the house was about to collapse.

In the corner, a handsome young man sat alone at a table, carrying a sharp sword on his back, sipping the wine in the glass, and listening to the miscellaneous news in the wine shop with great interest.

Especially after hearing about the strangeness of the market, he asked a few questions to others.

"Amazing!"

Those who can work alone here in Huangji are either young people who are just starting out and don't know how to live or die, or they are famous masters, and young people obviously do not belong to the former.

This person was nicknamed "Desolate Sword" and his original name was Yan Fei. He had been wandering around in this desert a year ago. He was famous for fighting against the heroes alone with his sword.

Now that I'm here again, I don't want to hear about the battle between the north and the south, and the talk of the "demon market", I can't help but frown.

At this time, someone suddenly heard someone saying mysteriously: "Do you know why so many people dare to rush in even if they are not afraid of death? Because it is said that there are immortals hiding in the market, who have practiced elixirs, and taking them can make people live forever. Even a team of scouts sent by Fu Jian broke into it and never came out again."

Elixir?

Now everyone couldn't sit still anymore, they all looked pale and stood up suddenly.

Someone asked sharply: "Is this true?"

"Of course it's true. I heard that the recipe for the elixir was found by the First Emperor in the pre-Qin Dynasty from overseas alchemists. Now it has reappeared in the world. No wonder there is such a strange thing!"

The speaker was an old man in gray clothes with gray hair and a stooped back. He was dressed like a traveling trader. He also held a piece of facial makeup in his hand. The old man was looking at his face.

Mentioning that it was passed down by the First Emperor dispelled too many doubts in everyone's minds.

Originally, they were just joining in the fun and didn't want to hear such shocking news unexpectedly, so they couldn't sit still. Many people's eyes suddenly changed, and they got up and left their seats in a hurry.

The wine shop that was noisy and lively just a moment ago suddenly became deserted.

Thousands of miles in the sky, floating clouds are moving.

Yan Fei didn't move much. He was still sipping his wine, but his eyes were looking straight at the old man who gave out the news.

The old man has hair as silver as frost and a white beard as white as a halberd. He plays with the facial makeup in his hand. He always has a cheerful expression on his face. From time to time he glances at the floating clouds in the sky and basks in the sun. He looks very kind.

"Your Majesty, do you know that with those words just now, I don't know how many people in the world will die." Yan Fei suddenly said.

He seemed to have decided that the elixir of life was a lie.

The old man twitched his nose, smelling the aroma of wine, but had no intention of taking action. He just said slowly: "There are many divergent roads in life, but those who wish to take the bait are all. It is easy for a sober person like my little brother to survive Wait a little longer, as for them, they have murderous intentions and hostility in their chests, and they will not live long, and everyone here in Huangji has blood on their hands. Although there are heroic and courageous people, who dares to say that they are innocent."

Yan Fei fell into thinking after hearing this. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that the person in front of him was unfathomable.

Although he looked alive and close before his eyes, there was no energy leaking out from his whole body, and what was even weirder was that he had no breath. Although the breathing of the best martial artists in the world could be close to nothing, the old man seemed to have no heartbeat at all. No, it looks like a fake.

"May I ask where the old gentleman came from?" Yan Fei asked.

The old man smiled and said, "You have already made a guess in your mind, but you have mistaken one thing. The recipe for the elixir of life does exist, and it was indeed passed down by the pre-Qin Dynasty."

Yan Fei's hand holding the wine glass suddenly shook, and the wine spilled all over him, but he didn't seem to notice it at all, but his eyes widened, unable to hide his shock.

If this statement were true, the world would be in a state of excitement.

The noble families in the south have enjoyed their glory and wealth for a long time, but they are only afraid of death. As soon as this news comes out, everyone in the world will flock to them and fall into madness.

The old man had already stood up and walked out.

Yan Fei hurriedly said: "Senior, wait a minute!"

After saying that, he quickly followed him.

But it's okay if he doesn't chase him, but Yan Fei's heart is shaken when he chases him.

In terms of skill, he considered himself to be able to roam the frontiers. Not to mention the best in the world, he was also one of the best in the world. However, after a few steps, the old man in front of him became farther and farther away. The ups and downs of his steps seemed extremely slow. No matter how ordinary it is, who would have thought that in one fell swoop, the person was suddenly gone away, then appeared and flashed, and even stepped tens of feet in one step, which was really shocking and had never been seen before.

Not to mention him, all the people in the market who had not left were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. If it hadn't been for the clear sky and daylight, they would have fallen down and worshiped.

A group of people now no longer cared about avoiding trouble, and started chasing after each other, wanting to find out what was going on and see clearly.

It is only said that the crowd is huge and the bee pupae are coming.

From a distance, I really saw a bustling and lively market on the desolate land. It was full of people and singing. It was like a grand scene of burning oil cooking. It was incompatible with the desolate land around it. Why? Look at the evil nature in the butt, which makes people feel cold on the back of their necks.And the closer you get, you can see that everything in the market seems to be separated by a curtain of water, like a dream, vague and ethereal. It looks close in front of you, but it is extremely unreal.

Outside the market, a group of people had already gathered around. These people neither dared to rush in nor were willing to retreat, so they could only watch helplessly.

Yan Fei hurried along and saw the old man walking into the market in the distance like a leisurely stroll under everyone's astonished gaze, and disappeared step by step inside.

The people waiting around outside are also different. There are people from the Hu tribe, Han people, people marching in the north, and military scouts. They all look at it with solemn faces, hesitating.

Seeing the old man entering so easily, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore. He gritted his teeth and walked out in a few steps. As soon as he touched the edge of the market, a layer of water rippled in the void, sucking him in.

Someone was watching here for a long time and said in a surprising way: "The scope of this market is getting bigger and bigger. Before, the boundary was still a hundred steps away, but now it has extended here. Some people suspect that these scenes are not real, but similar to It’s like a mirage.”

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the market.

"Watching chess and cutting lumber, walking slowly at the mouth of the valley by the clouds, selling salaries and selling wine, laughing wildly from pottery. The green path is high in autumn, facing the moon and pillowing pine roots, and the dawn is dawn. Recognize the old forest, climb the cliff and cross the ridge, and break it with an axe. Withered vines. Harvested into a load, in the song market, Yimi three liters. There is no competition, the market price is flat, no cleverness, no honor or disgrace, calm and prolong life. When you meet, you are either a fairy or a Taoist. Sitting quietly and talking about yellow court……"

A leisurely singing voice came out, vague and uncertain, like white clouds and blue sky, with no trace to be found.

Some people couldn't help but excitedly said: "It's true, there must be an immortal among them, and I would like to ask the immortal to pass on the magic of immortality!"

Just when everyone was looking at each other in shock and confusion, the voice floated out again.

"All living beings in the world are suffering. From today on, I will teach Dharma and practice here, and give lectures on sutras for several months. All people in the world can come here to listen to the great truth and understand the wonderful principles of heaven!"

The light voice seemed to have an invisible magic power, revolving in the wilderness and lingering for a long time, falling into the hearts of everyone.

"Wow!"

Everyone watching outside the market was in an uproar.

A Xianbei man, holding a bow and arrow, sneered repeatedly: "Humph, it's just a cover-up. How dare you pretend to be a ghost here? Watch me burn this damn place of yours!"

But just as he spoke, he raised his bow and was about to shoot.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and a thunder exploded in the sky.

The man didn't have time to scream, and his body "teared" and became torn into pieces. It was clear that he was dead and could no longer die.

But in everyone's eyes, what they cared about was no longer the way this short-lived ghost died, but rather everyone's eyes widened and they looked at the market in shock.

But I saw an ancient temple rising from the ground in the market. As the ground moved and the mountains moved, the ground below rose steadily. In just a few breaths, it turned from a flat bottom into a towering mountain.The old temple on the mountain is looming, and there is a group of divine light intertwined inside, which is rich and bright, like stars.

"What I preach is neither Taoism nor Buddhism, but the Martial Arts Sutra."

On the top of the mountain, the voice seemed more ethereal and more ethereal, echoing through the mountains, rivers and land, making the wind and clouds surge and resonate.

"At the beginning of the world, people drank blood while stumbling on the ground, then walked on two feet, until they imitated the movements of animals, turned clumsiness into skill, understood how to move their energy, and then ran, jumped, tossed, and extended. Next, all kinds of strange skills and skills were born, and then it became a discipline of its own, called "Wu"."

"The way of martial arts is to constantly strive for self-improvement and to defeat the strong with the weak."

"I dare to ask senior, what is the power of this martial arts?"

The person who spoke was none other than Yan Fei.

He sat with his sword in hand, feeling that the martial arts theory was very new and surprising. He couldn't help suppressing the strangeness in his heart and asked.

Everyone else kept their ears pricked up, for fear of missing a word.

In today's martial arts, there are endless magical skills and wonderful methods, and there are countless masters.In addition to the "Illustrated Book of the God of War" which has been circulated in the world and only exists in legends, there are also the "Secret of Immortality" and "Tian Mo Ce", which are famous, plus the "Huang Tian Dafa" of "Tianshi Dao", and the "Huang Tian Dafa" of the north. The "Ten Abodes of Mahayana Kung Fu" of "Dahuo Maitreya" are all top-notch methods in the world.

Among them, the most powerful person in the world has a life-long pursuit of soaring into the sky and shattering the void. Naturally, they want to know how far this "Martial Scripture" will reach.

And the voice just said: "Bloom!"

In an instant, on the originally desolate and barren land, vibrant flower buds emerged from the soil and bloomed.

Looking around, there are beautiful flowers all over the place, colorful purples and reds, hundreds of flowers blooming, and the fragrance of flowers spreads for miles.

"Wind blows!"

There was another sound, and as the words came to an end, a strong wind suddenly appeared on the edge of the wasteland, flying sand and rocks, covering the sky and blocking the sun. Everyone screamed in agony, and their hearts were filled with shock and horror.

"Ray comes!"

When the two words came out again, the sky thundered and lightning flashed, ink clouds rolled, and the sky became bright.

"It's raining!"

The storm suddenly stirred, and after the thunder, heavy rain fell from the sky.

"Disperse!"

Following the last sound, all the strangeness disappeared again.

"Martial arts reaches the extreme level and can break through the void... This time I only talk about the true meaning, not the training method. If there is anyone among you who hears the true meaning and enters this way, he can be my disciple and be taught the true transmission."

Everyone's eyes widened, listening to one sentence after another, looking at the terrifying method that made the world change. They felt their mouths were dry and they couldn't help but tremble. They didn't care about other things, so they quickly sat down on the ground and looked for someone. Good location, already waiting for the people in the temple to spread their martial arts.

"The law is not spread to the Hu people."

Not only them, they also saw several goshawks circling down in the wilderness, resting on a dead branch, facing the old temple on the mountain, as if they were waiting for something.

There are also yellow sheep, hares, lone wolves...

Even the nearby wild animals heard the sound and came. It was truly a first-class miracle in the world. Everyone who saw it was dumbfounded and their eyes almost dropped to the ground.

"Ah, why don't you tell me?"

The faces of some Hu people were surprised at first, and then quickly turned pale. How could they be willing to let the great opportunity go like this?

Several people winked at each other, then pulled out the sword from the sheath and said, "I want to see what you are like..."

However, before they could finish their words, their whole bodies suddenly burst into flames. They didn't even utter a scream, and turned into ashes all over the sky in the wind and rain.

Before anyone could react, they heard the voice come up again.

"Show secret, perfect and perfect, there is no other way to cherish one's life..."

(End of this chapter)