Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 178 Breaking into the Wudang Formation

Some time ago, Daoist Chongxu did give instructions, saying that he would be busy for a while, and if it was not important, don't bother him. During this period, several sects came to visit and were pushed away.

Who the hell is this kid who actually made Daoist Chongxu take the time to greet him in person?

And not only the real master, but also seven uncles are all on the list-this scene reminds the doorkeeper Daotong of the battle that Shaolin Master Fangzheng came to a few years ago.

But what is Master Fangzheng's identity?How old is the kid in front of me?What qualifications do you have to enjoy such courtesy?
Everyone was puzzled for a moment, and couldn't think of any school or school of young heroes in the Jianghu who could be worthy of this scene.

But Daotong also knew that this was not something he could ask, so he didn't talk too much, and he was a little lucky when he exchanged glances.

Fortunately, they reported the news in time, this is really a distinguished guest.

In fact, not to mention them, even Yan Ming himself was a little surprised. Daoist Chongxu gave him too much face, and he felt a little flattered.

"He De He Neng, boy, please trouble the Taoist priest to meet you in person." Yan Ming hurriedly took a few steps.

"Hey, little friend Yan, you're being polite, this is not a place to talk, come here with the poor."

Daoist Chongxu enthusiastically grabbed Yan Ming and led him into the mountain gate.

The welcome Taoist boys lined up on both sides, throwing curious and envious eyes from time to time.

Daoist Chongxu walked ahead with Yan Ming, while the seven Wudang sons behind him were all carefully sizing up Yan Ming.

"This is Yan Butou, who has made amazing achievements one after another?"

There were surprises in the eyes of several people.

Although Daoist Chongxu was full of praise for Yan Ming after he came back last time, they have heard of Yan Ming's name a lot during this period of time, but when they saw it for real, they found that Yan Ming was more important than they expected young.

It is also difficult to see the depth of strength when walking and raising hands and feet.

Several people exchanged glances, knowing that it wasn't Yan Ming's lack of strength, nor was it their lack of vision, but it was just that the other party's strength was so profound that they had already managed to gather it inside, conceal it without revealing it, and easily fail to see the depth.

Daoist Chongxu acted as if he hadn't seen an old friend for many years, he didn't care about the age difference between the two of them, and went straight to the hall with Yan Ming on his arm.

On the way, Yanming also looked around the interior of the Wudang School. It really had a sense of tranquility, and from time to time, he could see some pilgrims who were practicing in their residences.

Soon, Yan Ming was brought to the living room, and after sitting down, he informed him of his coming.

At the beginning, Daoist Chongxu still had a smile on his face, but after hearing the name Gongsun Wulong and his relationship with the death of Qi Dashi and Zhiqing, Daoist Chongxu gradually became serious.

"Well, if that Gongsun Oolong came to provoke him, it would be difficult indeed."

But when he turned his gaze and landed on Yan Ming, Daoist Chong Xu chuckled again.

"Of course, if little friend Yan is here, then you can sit back and relax."

Daoist Chongxu's words were full of trust.

Since the last time we parted, Daoist Chongxu has heard that Yanming has done several important things one after another, and among the masters he won, there is no shortage of people who are not inferior to Gongsun Wulong, this is not an exaggeration.

It's just that the other Taoists of the Wudang sect are skeptical about this.

After talking about this matter, Daoist Chongxu immediately ordered people to prepare a dormitory for Yan Ming.

"The condition of the humble faction has always been poor, I hope Xiaoyou Yan will not be disgusted."

"Don't dare."

"By the way, the last time I exchanged ideas with Yan Xiaoyou, I thought about it for a long time after Pindao came back. There are still a few joints in this empty and clear idea..."

Daoist Chongxu was about to open up the chatterbox, and talked about martial arts and boxing with Yan Ming.

Someone beside him hastily stepped forward and said something in Daoist Chongxu's ear.

Daoist Chongxu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and patted his forehead.

"Look at my memory, I was so excited when I saw Xiaoyou Yan, I forgot about the thing I was busy with just now."

"How about this, Xiaoyou Yan is not an outsider, and has extraordinary eyesight, which may be of great help to our study of techniques. Xiaoyou Yan may come with me, and let me see how I send formations?"

"Ok?"

Yan Ming was holding the teacup, smashing the taste, comparing the similarities and differences between the clear tea from Wudang Mountain and the tea that costs hundreds of taels of silver in Manlou.

Hearing Taoist Chongxu's words, I suddenly became interested.

To be honest, Yan Ming is still very interested in formations, and has always wanted to see them, and he has experienced many battles, big and small, but he is extremely rare for formations.

That is, some time ago, those people brought by Qi Yunao formed a formation.

Although Yanming can't help it, it's really interesting, and it can enhance their strength. If they don't face Yanming, but change their opponents, it's really hard to beat.

Arrays are rare in Jianghu, but those who can make a name for themselves are all high-quality goods, with unique features.

For example, the Beggar Gang's Dog Fighting Formation, Shaolin's Arhat Formation, and the Five Sacred Sword Sect's sword formation...

The formation of this Wudang faction must not be too weak.

"Can I?"

"Of course, we have spent a lot of effort researching this formation, but there are still some shortcomings. I also need to ask Yan Xiaoyou to help me with my eyes and give suggestions."

With that said, Daoist Chongxu stood up.

He ordered several Taoist priests in the Wudang faction to handle the matter, and at the same time pulled Yan Ming and led the seven Wudang disciples to the back.

Daoist Chongxu didn't seem to shy away from Yanming.

After walking for a certain distance, they passed through several courtyards and arrived at the training ground inside the Wudang Clan.

The area around here is becoming more and more clean, not to mention ordinary sojourners, even many disciples of the Wudang Sect are not qualified to come here.

On the spacious practice field, there are still many Wudang disciples practicing formations with long swords in their fingers.

As soon as Yan Ming arrived nearby, he saw that the formation formed by the disciples had a strong sense of hierarchy, and they could move instantly with a single command to change the formation.

Although it was only the positions of the disciples who moved, but at first glance, one could only feel the long swords densely packed, rising and falling one after another, with a faint killing aura emerging.

"Is this the formation of the Wudang faction? It's really interesting."

Yan Ming looked at it, feeling a little appreciative in his heart.

If it is against the enemy, not to mention other things, but this unpredictable formation can already stun the opponent.

Daoist Chongxu looked at Yan Ming's expression from the side, as if he wanted to show off, and nodded his head against the Taoist priest.

The Taoist immediately understood, and with an order, the disciples who formed the formation worked harder, and the formation changed one after another, but they couldn't see the rules.

Then a group of disciples not far away joined in with their fingers and long swords. Although there were more people, they were not chaotic, but naturally merged into a whole, making the scale of the formation larger and more varied.

Yan Ming looked at it for a while and couldn't help nodding.

"The Wudang faction really has a profound background. This formation is very mysterious, and the people in the formation cooperate with each other, which can actually amplify the strength of individuals."

"Little friend Yan really has good eyesight."

"But I don't know what the name of this formation is?"

"I'm ashamed to say that this formation is based on the remnants of the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation left by our ancestors. After a period of study and improvement, we have not yet decided on a name. In terms of subtlety, it is far inferior to True Martial Seven Segment Formation."

"Oh?"

Yan Ming was slightly surprised.

Has the Zhenwu Seven Block Formation been lost?

But it's normal when you think about it, Wudang has been passed down for several generations, and there have been several chaos in the middle, and it's normal to lose some skills and formations.

No wonder the Taoist boy who was guarding the door said that the Taoist priest Chongxu was busy and didn't usually see customers, so he didn't lie.

But looking at the modified Zhenwu Seven-section Formation, Yan Ming couldn't help but feel a little eager to try.

It seemed that Daoist Chongxu also had this intention, so he asked.

"If Xiaoyou Yan doesn't dislike it, would you like to test this formation for us?"

"People in our school have similar martial arts methods, and we can't try it out at all. We don't want outsiders to know about this formation. Xiaoyou Yan has profound knowledge and is a good friend of the despicable faction. He is a good person to help. "

"Row!"

Facing Daoist Chongxu's invitation, Yan Ming readily agreed.

But after looking at the formation, he looked around.

"However, if we only rely on these disciples, it may not be enough."

Yan Ming pointed to several positions in the middle of the formation.

"These key nodes need to be replaced by warriors above the Grandmaster level to show the true power of this formation. Otherwise, the whole is not compact enough and it is easy to be broken by force."

Yan Ming didn't hide it either, and said very straightforwardly.

Daoist Chongxu, and even the masters and uncles of the Wudang School behind were surprised when they heard this.

I was amazed that Yan Ming could see the nodes with a few glances. The places he just pointed to were the key points of the formation, and indeed, as he said, the people who needed to be arranged in these places had higher levels of cultivation. Only in this way can the formation be worn into one body, and the overall strength can be improved.

Otherwise, relying on some Qi and blood warriors alone, it is easy to cause division in front of extremely powerful enemies.

It's just that this crucial point was suddenly seen by Yan Ming, which made them a little frustrated.

At any rate, it is a formation that took a lot of hard work and repairs from you all, or is it based on the foundation of the ancestor Zhenwu's seven-section formation, is it so obvious?
In fact, how did they know that Yan Ming's pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu and Wudang Tai Chi Kung Fu are the most orthodox Wudang inheritance, and even the Wudang Sect has lost them.

Although there is no clear record of the real martial arts seven-section formation, etc., the concept is the same. Naturally, Yan Ming's understanding of the concept of Wudang martial arts cannot be based on common sense.

"Qing Xu, Qing Zhi, Qing Yin, the three of you go up."

Daoist Chongxu pointed to three of the Wudang Seven Sons and ordered.

Of course, this generation of Wudang seven sons is not as good as the generation taught by the ancestor Zhang Sanfeng. Only four of the seven are masters, but they are all of good strength, and they are also very powerful in the world.

"Follow the order of the head."

The three of them stepped forward immediately, the formation had already stopped, and a large group of elite Wudang disciples left the formation, standing not far away, panting slightly.

They also looked at this young man who was being treated politely by the real master, full of curiosity, but also full of confidence in the Wudang formation they had practiced for many days.

Similarly, after the three masters took their positions, dissatisfaction flashed in their hearts.

They want to see if this famed Guanzhong god catcher has earned his reputation in vain.

"Row!"

Yan Ming saw that they were all ready, so he didn't refuse. He tidied up his things and walked slowly into the training ground.

In fact, this is a sparring session. Yan Ming originally wanted to take off the sword, but thinking about it, Wudang disciples are all pointing to long swords. If he doesn't hold a weapon and enters the battle empty-handed, isn't it a bit too disrespectful, so he enters with a sword .

As soon as he stepped in, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

The Wudang disciples who had just stood still suddenly moved, their figures staggered like dense butterflies, accompanied by many sword lights piercing their eyes.

For a moment, Yan Ming was enveloped by the piercing sword energy, and at the same time, the killing intent contained in it made his heart skip a beat.

This feeling of being in it is completely different from what it looks like outside, it is more chaotic, more sense of crisis, and more clueless.

Although the formation is composed of many individuals, under the blessing of the formation, all the auras are connected and closely linked, as if they are integrated into a whole.

This also means that the power they burst out is the effect of superimposing and then amplifying. So many elite Qi and blood disciples, plus three extremely strong masters at the node, plus their pure and unified Xuanmen Zhenggong.

Even Yan Ming felt a lot of pressure from the explosive power.

"Little friend Yan, be careful."

Qingxu reminded, the speed of the formation suddenly accelerated, and more than a dozen long swords stabbed at the same time.

Before the sword arrived, the aura had already condensed into a sense of chaos, as if it had condensed into an extremely sharp giant sword pointed directly at Yan Ming, it seemed to be slow but fast, and it was in front of him in an instant.

Good guy!
Yan Ming exclaimed, if this is not counted as sword intent, but in terms of power, it is almost as good as Ximen Chuuxue's sword that he has seen before.

The pressure was all over his body, as if he was going to force him to surrender.

But Yan Ming only twisted slightly, and a layer of elastic strength seemed to emerge from his body.

Directly receive a wave of coercion, and release the force in layers, dissipating to all directions of the body.

"Shh!"

The moment the long sword touched his body, Yan Ming had disappeared in place.

With his acrobatic acrobatics, it's easy to avoid them.

But as soon as he took two steps, his figure suddenly slowed down.

He wanted to avoid her, but the formation didn't let her go. No matter how many steps he took, the formation changed accordingly, always wrapping him in the center.

A stream of viscous energy seemed to envelop him in a strange energy center, causing his body's degree of freedom to drop sharply, and he couldn't perform body skills as he wished, but was dragged down.

The imposing long sword just turned into three handles, and struck again from different directions, blocking Yan Ming's retreat.

"Good come!"

Yan Ming's whole body swayed, he had already exercised Tai Chi Kung Fu, Tai Chi returned to Yuan, and the two instruments were combined, his movements suddenly slowed down, but it seemed that many silk threads were involved.

The three menacing forces reached his body, and they were pulled and pulled by Yan Ming in an instant, and changed their direction slightly.

Missing by a tiny bit, the tip of the sword brushed against Yan Ming and directly collided with another sword force.

Two groups of Wudang sect disciples were knocked sideways by the shock, their feet were thrown into disarray, they almost lost their balance, and let out a sound of ouch.

And another sword movement was drawn in front of him by Yan Ming's one-handed arc.

Every inch forward, the strength weakened by a point, and I don't know where it was unloaded.

"Okay, it's good to use the virtual to control the real!" Daoist Chongxu couldn't help applauding.

The three masters of the Qing generation couldn't hold on to the situation. In the first two rounds of attacks, they didn't even force the Yanming saber out of its sheath?When the other party raised his hand, his strength was relieved like spring wind and rain, which is unimaginable.

"Enter!"

Another group of sword-wielding Wudang sect disciples broke into the formation one after another.

The number of formations suddenly doubled.

(End of this chapter)