Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 110

In the elegant and unique courtyard, there was a fair-faced young man dressed in brocade, with a jade belt around his waist, standing quietly.There was a bit of nobility lingering between his brows and eyes.

In front of the boy, there was a dummy made of solid wood.

Immediately, he stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and there was a fiery red glow on the fingertip.

"drink!"

While waving the palm, there are afterimages.The gesture was as fast as lightning, and it landed on the dummy in the blink of an eye.

bang bang bang!During the fight, after three loud bangs, I took a closer look and saw three unfathomable finger holes on the chest of the dummy.This level of finger strength is truly astonishing.

"it is good!"

Hearing the sound of appreciation, the boy turned around.What came into view was a middle-aged man dressed in gold and jade, and he also had a lingering nobility lingering around him.

Stepping forward, the middle-aged man was full of joy, patted the young man on the shoulder, and praised: "Siqi, your yang finger has now reached the fifth rank, and you really deserve to be the successor of the Southern Emperor, my Dali Duan family." The most gifted."

Hearing this, Duan Siqi smiled indifferently, and said: "Father, the king is overwhelmed! The realm of five extremes is by no means the end of a child!"

"Good good!"

As soon as these words came out, Duan Hongyi clapped his hands and laughed, looking at the heroic son in front of him, his face was full of pride.

"By the way, father, have you ever found the trace of Master Yideng? Now that my child has entered the fifth grade of Yiyang Finger, there is no one in the clan to teach it to. I would like to ask Master Yideng to give some advice."

"I found it after looking for it, but it's a pity..."

After sighing, he shook his head. Duan Hongyi continued to speak with regret on his face: "Well, since Master Yideng became a monk five years ago, he has been hiding from the world. We found his trace this time, but it is a pity that he insisted on practicing Buddhism intensively. avoid seeing."

"This... oh..."

With a sigh, Duan Siqi looked regretful.

Seeing this, Duan Hongyi patted his son on the shoulder, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Siqi my son, don't worry! Master Yideng is also a member of our Duan family, even if he is a monk, he will not ignore the family members of!"

In the middle of the conversation, after pondering for a while, he changed the topic and proposed: "Well, let's wait for this matter, and you follow me to visit Master Yideng. At that time, in the name of intensive study of Buddhism and Dharma, you will stay in Yideng next to the Master."

"it is good!"

After nodding in agreement, Duan Siqi seemed to have thought of something, and asked: "Father, this time Hengshan Sword Discussion, are we going to take Jiuyin?"

Before the words finished, Duan Hongyi directly shook his head in denial.

Immediately, he glanced at his son with a deep expression, and explained earnestly:

"Siqi, we are just joining in the fun at this time. Although our Dali Duan family is a royal family, it is also a family of martial arts. Therefore, we can participate in the affairs of the Jianghu, but we should not get too involved."

"The child understands."

Nodding his head, a look of disappointment flashed across Duan Siqi's face.

This expression was captured by Duan Hongyi.Smiling slightly, he thought to himself: After all, you are a young man, eager to win!

Rubbing his son's head, he said dotingly: "If you really want to fight that dialect, then go for it. However, your subordinates must be measured."

"it is good!"

Nod your head, the boy is smiling
In the central capital of the Kingdom of Jin, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen sat around a spacious round table, silent.

Qiu Chuji, Taoist name Changchun, has a straight temper and short temper. He is the fourth disciple of Quanzhen Chongyang Daoist. His martial arts is the top of the Quanzhen Seven Masters, but he is usually the least loved by Wang Chongyang.

Chongyang real person once commented on him: he has a violent temper, easily agitated, and will start a fight if he disagrees with him.When the opportunity arises, he indulges in the study of martial arts and wastes Taoist kung fu.Those who practice martial arts need to practice vigorously, while those who learn Taoism need to be indifferent and straightforward. The two are quite incompatible.

Seeing that all the brothers were silent, Qiu Chuji looked left and right, his face was flushed red, as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Brother, are you talking? It's not an option to keep silent like this!"

After anxiously urging, he snorted coldly, picked up the long sword in front of him, and got up to leave.

"Junior brother, sit down, what are you going to do?"

Seeing such a scene, Rao Yima Yu's honest and easy-going temperament couldn't bear it anymore, and sternly reprimanded Qiu Chuji.

"Qiu Chuji, if you dare to walk out of this door today, you will no longer be my Quanzhen disciple!"

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Chuji froze in place.

Immediately, he yelled at Ma Yu angrily: "Hmph! Brother, don't use the name of the head teacher to bully me, Qiu won't accept this!"

"No matter what you say today, as the head teacher, you have to come up with a charter. The nine Yins left by the master are taken away for nothing, and we just sit here and do nothing. We can't justify it! "

Xu Shi was moved by his words, and the remaining five sons set their eyes on Ma Yu, which meant asking him to come up with a solution.

Looking at the earnest eyes of all the juniors and sisters, Ma Yu sighed secretly, and asked helplessly, "What are you doing? What can we do?"

In the middle of the conversation, seeing Qiu Chuji wanted to interrupt again, he raised his hand to interrupt, with a look of great regret, and said: "All juniors and sisters, the Jiuyin was taken away, and the old Taoist is also heartbroken, but we are weak, and we are so weak. What can be done?"

"Let's not talk about anything else. We are now invited by the Emperor of the Kingdom of Jin to give lectures, and we must not leave suddenly. If we do this, one of them will be bad, and I'm afraid it will bring disaster to our sect!"

"Furthermore, what can we do this time? Uncle Master is not here. Although our martial arts are not low, looking at Jianghu, it is nothing but ordinary. Even with Master's Tiangang Beidou Formation beside us, we can How many people are blocked?"

"Today's Tanzhou is mixed with fish and dragons. The six gates of the Jin Kingdom, the six gates of the Great Song Dynasty, the Imperial City Division, the Duan family of Dali, the Iron Palm Gang, and even Shaolin, which has been closed for a hundred years, have come out of the mountain. What can we do? ?”

"Heh, with the reputation of being the best teacher in the world, we can't do anything! The secret books in the school have been taken away, but we can only sit here helplessly. Alas, I am incompetent as the head teacher, and I am ashamed of my teacher. Your teachings"

Laughing at himself, Ma Yu looked sad.

Hearing such words, everyone present felt a sense of powerlessness.

The six gates of the Kingdom of Jin, the five gods of gold, wood, water, fire, earth; the four gods of the Song Dynasty, the four gods of wind and rain, the four secret agents of the imperial city, the heaven, the earth, and the yellow, and the east, west, north, south, and four directions; the Southern Emperor Duan of Dali; the iron palm gang Qiu Qianren; Word sad eminent monk and so on, all are rare masters in the martial arts.

As for Quanzhen at this time, the school has only been established for 20 years, and there are very few disciples in the school.Even though Wang Chongyang was number one in the world, he was no longer alive after all.Zhou Botong, the only one who can be said to be the first-class warrior under the five masters, has disappeared, which can be said to be stretched.

Thinking of such a situation, even with Qiu Chuji's unyielding temperament, he couldn't help feeling deeply hopeless and kept silent.

"Ugh"

After Wang Chuyi let out a long sigh, he frowned slightly, and tentatively said: "Senior brother, according to the agreement of Huashan on swords, the Nine Yin Scriptures belong to me, Quanzhen, so we really don't care about it, is it really good?"

"The righteousness is up to me. If we go, maybe there will be a chance to get Jiuyin back!"

Before the words fell, Ma Yu smiled bleakly, and said in a self-deprecating and reprimanding voice: "The righteousness lies with me? What's the use of it!"

"If it was before that dialect Ming was discovered, if it was before the Hengshan Discussion of Swords, perhaps most people would be concerned about righteousness and our Quanzhen's reputation, but now, it is of no use!"

"East evil poisons the southern emperor and the northern beggar! This time the northern beggar has announced to the world, and Fang Yanming is standing behind Dongxie. What can we do!"

After speaking, he got up, bowed to all the juniors and sisters, and said solemnly: "Everyone, this is my Ma Yu's incompetence, and all the mistakes are my fault! I hope you can extinguish your thoughts of taking back Jiuyin!" ah!"

Seeing his elder brother beating his chest and stamping his feet, he was filled with regret, but also looked extremely helpless.Everyone couldn't help being silent, and didn't mention the matter of Jiuyin again.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Qiu Chuji angrily picked up the long sword and left.

"Junior Brother! Junior Brother!"

After Danyangzi called anxiously twice, Changchunzi's roar came out.

"I practice sword!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone sighed in unison.
It was night, in the deserted woods, Fang Yanming was staring at the bright moon in the sky, dazed.

"Hah! Good wine!"

Hong Qigong's voice appeared behind him, waking him up.

"Qigong, tell me, can my little uncle come on time?"

"who cares!"

After Hong Qigong replied nonchalantly, he glanced at the young man, and said with a teasing smile, "What? Boy, are you afraid that I will be a beggar and not keep you?"

"Hey, Qi Gong, your martial arts are world-class, I naturally believe it. But if my little uncle can come here, wouldn't it be safer!" Scratching his head, Fang Yanming said with a flattering expression.

"Aren't you going to see your senior brothers and sisters? They are looking for you very hard!"

"It's still not possible! With the senior brother here, the second senior brother and the senior sister are safe and sound! In your words, the boy is now a bad luck, whoever sticks to it will be in trouble!"

Fang Yanming made a self-deprecating sentence with a smile on his face, but anyone could hear the helplessness and regret hidden in it.

"Then you didn't see the little policeman and the little girl from Hengshan Town either?"

Halfway through the conversation, Hong Qigong looked weird, changed the subject, and said with a playful face: "Oh, speaking of it, although this Hengshan Town is not big, it can be called an outstanding place!"

"Not only you, but also that little girl, who has opened up the Zhoutian meridian at a young age. The most powerful thing is that little catcher, who really has extraordinary martial arts!"

Hearing these words, Fang Yanming was slightly taken aback.It is truly a rare honor in the martial arts world to be called extraordinary by Bei Beggar.

"Qi Gong, you were discovered by Uncle Zhao?"

As soon as the words fell, Hong Qigong nodded with a serious expression.

Immediately, as if thinking of something, he asked solemnly: "Boy Ming, who is that arresting officer? Are you really a friend rather than an enemy?"

"Let me tell you! If there are three or four masters of martial arts like that little catcher, if you really start to fight, the old beggar will probably find it difficult to take care of you!"

"so smart!"

After an exclamation, Fang Yanming asked, "Qi Gong, you are a beggar from the north! Uncle Zhao's martial arts are really that powerful?"

Nodding his head, Hong Qigong explained: "Boy Ming, did Huang Laoxie tell you about the division of the realm of martial arts in today's world?"

"I've talked about it a little bit. My little uncle once said that those who have just glimpsed the way of internal strength and are proficient in moves are third-rate warriors. If they can penetrate Rendu, the internal force can flow unimpeded, and they are second-rate fighters. Open up the Zhoutian meridian and circulate endlessly. A first-class master. But after that, the little uncle kept silent."

"Huang Laoxie was right not to tell you!"

After affirming Huang Yaoshi's approach, Hong Qigong took a sip of wine happily, and said in a calm manner: "In this martial art, it is best not to be too ambitious. But since we have talked about this today, the old beggar will give you a little Talk."

"Above this level, there are two realms. This one, we will call him the master!"

"The five realms of martial arts are: first glance at the door, achieve a little success, enter the room, master the mastery, and even reach the pinnacle. And what is a martial arts master? It is based on moves, internal strength, experience, and attains the pinnacle of perfection. Call him the master of martial arts."

As soon as this remark came out, Fang Yanming was amazed at first, and then asked with deep doubts: "Qi Gong, according to you, this martial arts master's moves, internal strength and experience have reached the peak state, isn't that the martial arts practiced well?" Is it? How can there be a higher realm?"

Hearing this, Hong Qigong smiled and did not answer.

Immediately afterwards, he first pointed to the world, then pointed to the mountains, forests, lakes and seas, and finally pointed to himself, raising his eyebrows, with an inscrutable appearance that made people puzzled.

"Qi Gong, you should explain it more clearly! Riddlers are the most annoying!" The boy rolled his eyes and complained angrily.

With a slap, Hong Qigong slapped him on the head, blew his beard and stared at him, and said, "It's so useless to know! You brat, you still want to climb trees before you learn how to walk?"

"Ren Du hasn't mastered it yet, you should practice your internal strength well! When you practice kung fu to the level of a small catcher, you will naturally know."

"So, Uncle Zhao is a master at the Grandmaster Realm? I'm so obedient, I really can't see that he is so powerful!"

Thinking of the ugly Zhao Ning, Fang Yanming sighed in surprise.

Before he finished speaking, Hong Qigong curled his lips and said: "Little Catcher Kuai's Qinggong moves are all good, but his internal strength is lacking, so he can barely be called a master."

At this point, he changed the subject and said with a serious expression: "Boy Ming, to be honest, is that little catcher really a friend rather than an enemy? Let me tell you, if there are three or four masters who fight the old beggar, the old beggar Although Jiaohua can win, he still needs to fight with all his strength!"

"It's rare to see people above the first class, but with the current situation in Tanzhou, it is estimated that there will be a few people. Boy, you'd better find out the situation of that little policeman first!"

"Oh well!"

With a sigh, Fang Yanming reluctantly agreed.

With his decision made, he bowed his hands and saluted without any hesitation, and said earnestly, "Please trouble Qi Gong, let's go to Hengshan Town again!"

Hearing this, Hong Qigong raised his eyebrows and said playfully, "No need."

Before the boy could react, he turned around and faced the forest not far away, and said loudly, "Come out!"

Before the words fell, Zhao Ning, who was wearing a shabby blue police uniform, walked out of the darkness with a smile
(End of this chapter)