The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 40

Lu Xiaofeng never knew that the honest monk had such brilliant lightness kung fu.

This kind of lightness skill, if you look at the rivers and lakes, there are no more than twenty people who can beat it.

However, the three people present today are among the twenty people.

A gust of wind blew past, Lu Xiaofeng only came to see a figure from the back clearly, and in the next second, Song Xing had already appeared on the road that the honest monk must pass.

The honest monk slammed on the brakes and changed several directions, but every time, Song Xing was like a prophet, precisely blocking his escape route.

The honest monk gritted his teeth, and struck Song Xing's chest with both palms. His left palm shook slightly, and the shadows of his palms danced, instantly transforming into sixteen palms.

Lu Xiaofeng recognized that the honest monk used the Thousand-hand Tathagata palm of the Shaolin school. This palm technique is extremely complicated to practice, and non-talented people cannot practice it. Hidden in the movement, it is extremely difficult to resist.

The honest monk struck with one palm, attacking sixteen acupoints on Song Xing's upper body, but people couldn't tell which palm he was actually hitting. Obviously, the honest monk had already mastered the Samadhi of this set of palm techniques.

Facing the honest monk's fierce offensive palm, the Tianzi Wangqi technique was activated, and all the luck lines of the honest monk's hands were clearly presented in Song Xing's eyes.

With flowers hidden at the bottom of the leaves, Song Xing raised his right hand, like a petrel flying through the wind and waves, avoiding all palm shadows, pointing at the honest monk's elbow, the palm shadow disappeared in an instant, revealing the honest monk's pale face Face.

"Good fingering, at least seven changes of swordsmanship are integrated in one finger, and you can cultivate swordsmanship to such an extent, no wonder Sikong Zhaixing said that your swordsmanship is not inferior to Ximen Chuuxue."

Lu Xiaofeng walked forward with a surprised look on his face.

In terms of fingering techniques in the Jianghu, Lu Xiaofeng's Consonant Finger is definitely among the top three, and it is precisely because of this that he can see the horror of Song Xing's move.

There are countless people who practice weapons in the world, and among them the strong ones probably use weapons like arms and fingers.

That being the case, why not turn your fingers into the most powerful killing weapon?
All the masters who are famous for fingering in the world have absolute confidence in their kung fu. Fingering can be attacked or defended.

Song Xing's simple finger, with Lu Xiaofeng's eyesight, can only see that at least seven different sword techniques have been fused together, called fingering, but in fact it is an extremely powerful sword technique.

The palm move was broken, the honest monk knew that he couldn't run away, so he simply gave up, and stood there quietly with his hands down, bowing his head and not saying a word.

Lu Xiaofeng was almost dying of curiosity, what kind of person could make someone like the honest monk do such a thing.

So he asked, "Who is the little old man?"

Song Xing glanced at him with a half-smile, and said, "A person you don't really want to see."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Hearing you say that, I want to see him even more."

Although he only made one move, Song Xing was obviously an extremely mysterious and powerful master from a glimpse.

Lu Xiaofeng expressed his interest in such a master, who tried his best to get through him, and would not hesitate to find someone who was an honest monk.

Seeing the three men staring at him, the honest monk sighed, and said with a sad face: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked, the Buddha said: Don't say anything, don't say anything."

Song Xing was noncommittal: "It's okay if you don't say anything, I'll send you down to meet your Buddha right now. As for the whereabouts of the little old man, at worst, I'll ask Eagle Eye Old Seven."

Lu Xiaofeng was startled when he heard this, because he also knew Eagle Eye Seventh, and he was his half friend.

The head of the Twelve Links, the old seven eagle eye, is also a well-known figure in the Jianghu. Although the power of the Twelve Links is not as good as the top forces such as the Qinglong Club of Daqimen, but because it specializes in water transportation, its power has even spread. Outside the customs, there are intersections with various forces, and it is also a force that should not be underestimated.

As a master who has been famous for nearly 30 years, Eagle Eye Lao Qi has thousands of subordinates, and he responds to everyone with one hand. He has defeated all heroes in thirteen waterways with one hand, and he is a famous figure on the waterways.

If what Song Xing said is true, Lu Xiaofeng feels that this matter is becoming more and more confusing. This man named little old man actually has intersections with the honest monk and the eagle-eyed old seven.

The honest monk was about to speak, but he felt a wave of qi locked on him, and suddenly the hairs on his back stood on end, realizing that what the person in front of him said was not a lie.

The honest monk doesn't know whether Eagle Eye Lao Qi recognizes the little old man, but since Song Xing said it, it seems to be not groundless.

"The monk does know the little old man."

The honest monk who has not found out his life and death has made a choice from the heart.

"Take me to find him."

"The monk advises you to better not see him, or you may regret it."

The honest monk said again: "The thing I regret most in my life, apart from meeting Lu Xiaofeng, is meeting the little old man."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, touched his nose, and couldn't help but ask: "Could it be that the little old man is a very scary person?"

The honest monk admitted: "At least I have never seen a scarier person than him."

Sikong Zhaixing said beside him: "There are also people who are afraid of monks?"

The honest monk said: "A monk is also a human being, and as a human being, there are things to be afraid of."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "You put it that way, I want to see him even more."

Three days later, Song Xing, Lu Xiaofeng and the honest monk were already on a sea boat, heading for the depths of the ocean.

The sea boat was rented at a coastal port for 1000 taels.

The money for chartering the boat was not paid by them themselves, Lu Xiaofeng was always drunk at the moment, and spent all the money he had, even though Song Xing had some scattered money, it was far from enough to rent the boat.

As for the honest monk, his pocket is cleaner than his face.

So Song Xing found a rich family with the most notorious reputation in the local area. Seeing that the three were so poor, the rich family showed great kindness, and decided to take out 1000 taels on the spot to help the poor.

From delicious food and wine, surrounded by beauties, to sitting alone on the deck, with the cold wind blowing, Lu Xiaofeng also enjoys it, and doesn't feel wronged at all.

The prodigal son of the rivers and lakes is a wanderer, no matter whether he is well-clothed, fine food, or simple food, it is nothing more than a state of being alive.

Soon he became one with the sailors on the ship, drinking and gambling was very lively.

As for Song Xing, he stood alone on the mast, posing in the posture of a green dragon reaching out for his claws, and practiced the twelve postures of Yijin.

The Twelve Tendon Poses are worthy of being the key points of boxing techniques derived from the Tendon Sutra in the previous world. After Song Xing reached the blood-changing state, the Twelve Tendon Pots combined with true qi cultivation can still bring great strengthening to his physical body .

Although Mingyu Gong has been cultivated to the peak of the ninth floor, Song Xing has not relaxed the strengthening and training of his physical body for a day.

Wei Tuo's posture of presenting a pestle, picking up stars to change a fight, pulling nine bulls upside down, nine ghosts drawing a saber, green dragon probing its claws, crouching tiger pouncing on its prey, tail drop, between the upper inch of the mast, twelve tendons and one posture The style is like flowing clouds and flowing water.

In this seemingly ordinary move, Song Xing's muscles and bones were sublimated a little bit, and his blood was like mercury. After entering the blood exchange state, Song Xing's physique was greatly enhanced.

When he fought against the honest monk before, if he wanted, he could even beat the honest monk to death on the spot with his blood-changing body without using his true energy.

Perhaps it was because of Song Xing's tyranny that the honest monk compromised and was willing to take them out to sea to meet the little old man.

(End of this chapter)