I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 109 Our Service Purpose Is No Refunds

Murong Fu went up to pay respects: "Master, Master Wife." This is Wu Yazi, Li Qiushui brought Wang Yuyan here. Back then, if he wanted to inherit the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, he had to have a name. Murong Fu's wife had nothing to do with Wu Yazi. He could only worship Wu Yazi as his teacher.

Wu Yazi waved his hand, bowing to Huang Chang, "Master Huang, old man Wu Yazi."

"I've seen the old man Wu Yazi." Huang Chang came from a high school, and his etiquette is much more considerate than this group of gangsters, so he can't find any faults. "May I ask you what you have learned here?"

"I don't dare to see the teacher, but I just heard that my good apprentice is here, so I came here to take a look."

Wu Yazi said: "However, after listening to Huang Zhenren's words, I have some different opinions. The old man was born on the border of the Western Army, and he was a teenager. Living in Dali, and then spending 50 or [-] years in Leigu Mountain, Henan, Huang Zhenren said, what kind of country is this old man from?"

"This..." Huang Chang couldn't answer, "It still depends on the senior's own wishes."

"That's right!" Wu Yazi said again: "People are mobile, and it doesn't matter which country they are from. This old man has martial arts from the Central Plains, the Western Regions, and Dali, and he has integrated them into one. Which country do you think is stronger? Communication is the way to progress."

Huang Chang argued strongly: "But this is the Central Plains martial arts meeting after all..."

"Hey." Wu Yazi waved his hand, "Your Wudang is a Taoist sect, my Xiaoyao Sect is also a Taoist sect, and the Daoist sects of the world are one family. If there is such a difference, why should there be a Western Region Taoist sect and a Central Plains Taoist sect? The Daoist sect is compared with your Central Plains Daoist sect."

"This..." Huang Chang became a little numb, this old guy doesn't talk about martial arts.

Wu Yazi didn't give him a chance to react at all, and waved his hand and said, "Fu'er, you should first learn about Wudang Master!"

"Yes!" Murong Fu stood up, "Please enlighten me!"

"Junior brother, let me come." Li Shouning stepped forward, clasped his hands together, "Young Master Murong, please."

The two stood ready.

All the heroes couldn't help holding their breaths. The strength of these two is obvious to all. The world knows that they are first-class masters. How exciting the duel between the two of them is. Many people dare not even think about it. They dare not blink their eyelids for fear of missing it Great shot.

The two faced off.

5 minutes passed.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Half an hour passed.

Half an hour passed.

Do not move!

With this endurance, you have to obey!
I give you six!

"Refund!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

Murong Fu tilted his head, looked at the man and said, "Just kidding, our service tenet is no refunds. Besides, have you bought the ticket yet?"

That person remembered that he didn't buy a ticket at all, so he shouted again: "You can't do this without buying a ticket. How about taking us for a walk?"

There was one who took the lead, and the crowd became noisy, and Shaoshi Mountain suddenly became a vegetable market, chaotic and excited.

"That's right, that's right!"

"Do you want to fight? Let's not break up!"

"I'm rushing home, there's still soup on my stove!"

"Brother Tang? Can I have a bite?"

"The black-bone chicken soup stewed for your sister-in-law, with Codonopsis and Astragalus."

"Oh, that sister-in-law, Chiliu, is really blessed, Chiliu, sister-in-law, Chiliu, well, she looks so beautiful, Chiliu..."

"Are you gluttonous sister-in-law or gluttonous soup? Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

A group of rabble, the style of painting gradually deviates.

The same goes for Murong Fu and Li Shouning, one of them learned Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, and the other learned Taijiquan.

After all, it was the Xiaoyao faction who first said to hit, Murong Fu yelled: "I've offended you!"

Li Shouning drew a circle with both hands, Taijiquan trapped the fingers in the circle, turned around and kicked left, raised a single whip, trying to hit Murong Fu.

Murong Fu drew several circles with both hands, Li Shouning felt the finger force absorbed and his attacking force, all of them bounced back, his heart skipped a beat, Yunshou stopped him, and then sent all his strength back.

Not to be outdone, Murong Fu played the strings of the qin with his hands, and the universe moved in conjunction with the star shift, and Li Shouning's energy was bounced back.

After seeing it, Li Shouning simply waved his pipa, and then waved the force of Murong Fu's attack.

The two came and went, moving slowly like a snail, pushing each other's hands softly and lightly. Everyone watching was so sleepy that they couldn't even swear.

Is it alright if the two major sects openly cracked down on counterfeit matches in front of the Buddhist holy land?
Is there anyone in charge?Does the court care about this matter?

"It's the first time I saw Mr. Murong attack with all his strength, this person is really powerful, I'm afraid he is even more powerful than me." Only a strong person like Xiao Feng can see the danger.The reason for the limp fight between the two is that both sides use no force at all and borrow the strength of the other side, but the other side is also completely powerless, so they just borrow their strength.

The competition is about the fineness of the control of strength. If anyone uses a little strength first, the opponent will immediately seize the opportunity, and once pressed, there is no way to fight back.

Circle after circle, like a snowball, even if there is only a little strength at the beginning, it will become a huge force to overwhelm Mount Tai in the end, and the winner will be decided at that time, even life and death.

Xiao Feng saw Murong Fu fight twice, once with him in Juxian Village, and once when he was fighting Jiumozhi just now, both of which were vigorous and forceful. This is the first time he saw Murong Fu attack with all his strength in his own martial arts style. Respectfully.

After all, Li Shouning suffered from the short time of martial arts training.Internal strength can be quickly accumulated through many methods, but the understanding of "mind" in Taijiquan cannot be understood overnight.He was thrown to the ground by Murong Fu.

"Brother Li, I accept it."

Murong Fu was full of ambition.Wu Yazi laughed and said: "Fu'er's martial arts foundation is solid, and his path is safe. Is there any fellow Taoist in Wudang who wants to teach?"

"Let me try it. But brother Murong must have exhausted a lot of energy after a big battle, so it's not fair to fight with me again." Huang Chang stepped forward, staring at Wu Yazi, "Dare you, junior, Challenge the old Wu Yazi."

In fact, when Murong Fu and Li Shouning fought just now, they were all using their strength to transform their understanding of kung fu, and they hardly used their strength, so it is nonsense to talk about wasting.Huang Chang just wanted to fight Wu Yazi, otherwise he would only win against Murong Fu, and he still has a master over his head, so it wouldn't be considered a victory over the Xiaoyao faction.

"Okay, the hero is a boy, and the old man has learned the tricks of Master Huang."

Wu Yazi could feel the Taoism in Huang Chang's body, and knew that this young man must not be underestimated. He raised his hand and it was Tianshan Zhemei who raised his hand, circling and flying, aggressively and aggressively, not daring to give Huang Chang a break.

Everyone said "Hey".According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, when the seniors fight with the juniors, they should hold on to their identities and let the juniors do a few tricks to show their tolerance.Unexpectedly, this 90-year-old veteran of the Xiaoyao faction not only refused to give up the move, but even forced him to attack as soon as he came up, which was really out of style.

Huang Chang didn't care.He has been able to discuss the Dao with Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng many years ago, the age gap is completely illusory for a true genius like him.Wudang faction's kung fu is to strike late, and he is not at a disadvantage.

The two hands of Taijiquan took over Wu Yazi's palm strength and disappeared invisible.But Tianshan Zhemeishou claims that any martial arts in the world can be incorporated into it by itself, it is almost endless.The palm force in the front was eliminated, and three palm forces followed immediately.

The corners of Zhuo Bufan's eyes twitched when he was in the team of Vulture Palace. At the beginning, he practiced sword light, thought himself a god, and didn't pay attention to Vulture Palace. One of the people, who would have thought that Murong Fu used a move to break Mei's hand and handed over the sword.

But now Wu Yazi used this move, hit the boxing frame of Taijiquan, but he was swung away like a child playing around.

Fortunately, Wu Yazi is not Zhuo Bufan's kind of trash. Under Taijiquan, Tianshan Zhemei's infinite stamina has also begun to show.

Many exquisite and ruthless moves were made, and with each palm, the hearts of the heroes seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, throbbing endlessly.Wu Yazi's moves are extremely dangerous, even for an eminent monk of Shaolin Xuan's generation, he thought to himself that it would be difficult for him to take one move.

At this point, everyone knows how brilliant the Xiaoyao faction's martial arts are, and how terrifying it is to engage in martial arts with this faction. Murong Fu and Li Shouning's boring push just now has finally been recognized that there is an incomprehensible mystery hidden in it.

However, no matter how unreasonably the Ren Tianshan Zhemei hand changes, it will eventually be spun around in a Taiji diagram. Taijiquan is like an ocean. No matter how high or fierce the huge waves are, they can only churn in the sea, and do no harm to the sea itself. .

Suddenly, Huang Chang's palm changed, becoming swift and fierce, he said with a smile: "I dare not forget the master's martial arts, I have finished Taijiquan, senior, try my way!"

Taijiquan is a martial art of Wudang, Huang Chang must use it, but this is Zhang Sanfeng's way.Those who learn from me live, those who resemble me die.Huang Chang is not the seven wastes of the Wudang Seven Heroes, and he can't walk well along the established line.

If you follow Zhang Sanfeng's way, you will definitely not be able to surpass Zhang Sanfeng. As the founder of the Nine Yin Scriptures, Huang Shang has his own way.After reading the Nine Yin Scriptures in advance and discussing Taoism with Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng for many years, he gradually found this Tao, which is "Tao follows nature and changes without direction".

The martial arts of the Nine Yin Scriptures all come from Huang Shang's adaptation of the Mingjiao enemy's moves. This is Huang Chang's martial arts style.In this life, he has even seen martial arts such as Ancient Tomb Sect and Peach Blossom Island, and used them one by one.

Huang Chang's martial arts suddenly became erratic, his big sleeves fluttered, his left move fell into the palm of the magic sword, and his other hand moved in a net-like manner, pushing forward and swinging five strings to destroy the heart palm, and his back defense was like a closed Taijiquan.

His shots are as quick as lightning, and they are gone in a flash.Wu Yazi became interested, and shouted: "Good!" Many martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect were also displayed.

The Xiaoyao School of martial arts emphasizes lightness, elegance, elegance and elegance. Under the urging of the Nine Yin Scriptures, Huang Chang is also chic and agile, imitating a fairy.But I saw a childish face and crane hair, and a cold one like Yufeng.Both of them left as soon as they touched each other, really like a pair of butterflies among flowers, vacillating around.

Xiao Feng couldn't help admiring: "What a 'Xiaoyao'!"

All the heroes nodded in agreement, the scene was so wonderful that even the most pedantic people could not care about the difference between Hu and Han, and could only admire it.

He just turned and wondered, although those of the Xiaoyao School are free and easy, and those of the Wudang School are also elegant, is it possible that this martial art is so unconventional?From this point of view, Buddhist martial arts are too thick and cumbersome.

Unknowingly, the balance in people's hearts began to tilt.Some people who participated in the battle of Juxian Village thought of what Xiao Feng said when he used Taizu Changquan to fight Xuannan, and they couldn't help nodding secretly. Sure enough, the Hujiao in the Western Regions is still not as good as our own Taoism in China. It can be seen from the martial arts One spot.

But in the final analysis, Huang Chang's path has not gone very far. In essence, although the martial arts of Taohuadao, Ancient Tomb Sect, and Jiuyin Xiajuan are excellent, they are far inferior to the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect.The two have similar styles of moves, and it is easy to tell who is stronger and who is weaker.

After only playing for more than half an hour, Huang Chang's dejection was fully revealed.After all, Huang Chang, who is only in his early twenties, how can he beat Wu Yazi, who is in his 90s?
Wu Yazi's "Yangge Tianjun" falsely pressed, broke the frame of "Da Fumo Fist", and falsely pressed on Huang Chang's chest.Huang Chang looked down at Wu Yazi's palm and said, "This junior lost."

Wu Yazi stroked his beard and smiled: "Little fellow Taoist Huang has profound skills, and given time, his achievements will definitely not be small. But looking at it now, if we still have to divide the Western Regions and Middle Earths, then I am afraid that my Taoist sect in the Western Regions is better than the Taoist sect in the Middle Earth gone."

What he meant was that everyone is a Daoist sect, there is no distinction of region, so it's fine for Murong Fu to preside over this matter, but a lazy voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"Ah, is it?"

Hearing this voice, Murong Fu looked discouraged, and had already given up the original plan in his heart.Wu Yazi looked into the crowd, and saw a young Taoist in rags, slowly walking out with his broken straw sandals with only soles left.

"Master!"

Huang Chang and Li Shouning hurriedly bowed down.

This young Taoist who cos Jigong is naturally Zhang Sanfeng.Ever since he regained his youth by comprehending the divine scriptures, his mind has gradually returned to youth. He no longer sits upright in Wudang like an old iron-bodied clay sculpture of gods and gods. Instead, he is full of evil tastes like his early years.

He didn't go with the two apprentices, he walked slowly towards Shaoshi Mountain by himself.His scruffy appearance was dragged away by the disciples of the Beggar Sect on the road, thinking that he was a member of his own gang, for fear that he would fall behind.

Zhang Sanfeng cheerfully thanked the little beggar who dragged him away, "You're still a little strange."

On the road, a little beggar caught a wild pheasant and wrapped it with lotus leaves and soil to make it a beggar chicken. At this time, the steward called for Zhang Sanfeng to help watch it, and ran over to do it.

Zhang Sanfeng picked up the little beggar's chicken and ran away.

When the little beggar came back and saw that there were no chickens or people, he couldn't help crying loudly. After crying, he found that there was an ingot of silver and a map of cotton palms hidden under the ashes, and he was happy again.

Zhang Sanfeng was still gnawing on the chicken rack. He handed it to the two apprentices and asked, "Do you want to eat it? I stole it from a little beggar in the beggar gang. It's authentic beggar chicken."

The faces of the two apprentices twitched, you are almost one hundred and thirty, you steal chicken from a little beggar?
Seeing that the two apprentices didn't intend to eat, Zhang Sanfeng took it back to his mouth and continued to gnaw, and complained: "Look at you two, I'm separated from you. If this is Lao Yang, he will have to come up and grab it."

Murong Fu looked at Zhang Sanfeng with contempt, pull him down, if it was Old Yang, he would have to secretly stuff a bellyful of furnace ashes on your chicken, and knock out two of your old teeth.

Wu Yazi greeted Zhang Sanfeng, "Brother Zhang, long time no see!"

"Hey, it's easy to say, easy to say." Zhang Sanfeng gnawed the last piece of meat, and threw the chicken rack without public morality, "You said just now that the Taoism of the Western Regions is better than the Taoism of the Central Plains, right?"

Wu Yazi spread his hands: "Obviously."

"Let's come?" Zhang Sanfeng's tone was very casual, but Murong Fu felt that he had a big "danger" written on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)