Martial Arts: I just want to lie flat, I make all bad friends

Chapter 478: The Mutation of the Demonic Species, the Journey of the Ming Cult
"Dong Dong. Dong."

Zhang Sanfeng realized it belatedly and looked at Bai Xiuzhu.

Just now he was surprised that Bai Xiuzhu understood some of the meaning of Tai Chi on his first attempt, so he didn't notice it.

But when he got rid of this surprise, he immediately discovered that there was some strange vibration coming from Bai Xiuzhu's body.

It felt like a heart beating, and like blood surging.

And every time this vibration occurred, Bai Xiuzhu's temple would sink and the muscles all over his body seemed to be engorged with blood.

What Zhang Sanfeng didn't expect was...

The Chiyou sword in his hand, and the flashing light of the ruby ​​inlaid on it, also appeared and disappeared from time to time with the vibration.

If Zhang Sanfeng still doesn't notice that there is something wrong with Bai Xiuzhu, then he would be unworthy of being called a god.

"not good!"

He secretly thought something was wrong.

next moment.

I just saw him waving his right hand.

The Zhenwu sword that was originally hanging on the wall flew straight into his hands.

"Qiang!"

A clear sword chant rang out in this quiet room.

When the Zhenwu sword was unsheathed, Zhang Sanfeng had already rushed forward.

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The Zhenwu Sword and the Chiyou Sword collided with each other.

The collision of the two magical weapons surprisingly did not produce any sound.

As Zhang Sanfeng dragged his right hand, the Tai Chi Sword Technique that was being performed quickly in Bai Xiuzhu's hands slowed down instantly.

Bai Xiuzhu seemed very dissatisfied with this.

The energy and blood surging in his body seemed to stagnate for a moment because of Zhang Sanfeng's obstruction.

"Humph"

A low and thick nasal voice came.

Zhang Sanfeng could clearly see two streams of white air coming out of Bai Xiuzhu's nostrils.

Then Zhang Sanfeng felt a huge force transmitted along the Zhenwu Sword into his arms, causing his muscles to tremble.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Bai Xiuzhu in surprise.

But then his eyes fell more on the Chiyou sword in his hand, on which a faint demonic aura had already appeared.

Is it the blessing of demonic energy?
Zhang Sanfeng said secretly in his heart.

Then he roughly understood what was happening to Bai Xiuzhu.

It must be that Bai Xiuzhu had gained some insights when he was performing the Tai Chi Sword Technique just now, and he was immersed in some inexplicable artistic conception.

This allowed the magic sword to see some flaws.
Now that he knew the reason, a solution immediately came to Zhang Sanfeng's mind.

I saw that his right hand holding the Zhenwu Sword constantly moved Bai Xiuzhu with a special rhythm, making the speed of his Tai Chi Sword Technique slower and slower.

Although Bai Xiuzhu continued to make low roars.

It seemed as if he was expressing dissatisfaction with Zhang Sanfeng's slow movements.

However, Zhang Sanfeng ignored it.

He just kept asking Bai Xiuzhu to slow down, in order to get Bai Xiuzhu out of his current state.

In fact, Zhang Sanfeng knew it in his heart.

Bai Xiuzhu's situation is an epiphany that is hard to come by in the martial arts world.

In fact, he was also secretly amazed at Bai Xiuzhu's talent.

He only saw the old Taoist perform Tai Chi Sword Technique once, but when he used it himself, he was able to have an epiphany. There is no doubt about this kid's talent.

But it's a pity.

Considering his current state.

The disadvantages of epiphany are definitely greater than the advantages to him.

After all, Bai Xiuzhu is different from ordinary people in the world. He may be corroded by evil spirits at any time and become insane.

And sudden enlightenment will make the warrior's mind completely immersed in his own martial arts.

This will also be the best opportunity for the evil energy in Chi You's sword to erode him.

So what Zhang Sanfeng needs to do now is to help Bai Xiuzhu get out of his state of enlightenment and regain control of his own mind and body.

Fortunately, his strength is stronger than Bai Xiuzhu.

So he quickly suppressed Bai Xiuzhu's "Tai Chi Sword Technique" to its normal speed.

Not only that.

He is still slowing down.

Slower and slower.

The reason is that it is contrary to the feeling Bai Xiuzhu had when he had an epiphany. This feeling of mismatch is the key to making him come out of the state of epiphany!

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Bai Xiuzhu was breathing heavily.

He tried hard to make the sword in his hand faster.

However, it backfired.

Under Zhang Sanfeng's suppression, his sword could only become slower and slower.

This shock, which was completely contrary to his own thoughts, finally made his eyes begin to clear up.

Bai Xiuzhu stared blankly at Zhang Sanfeng in front of him.

"Zhenzhen Zhang?"

Seeing that Bai Xiuzhu finally seemed to have returned to normal, Zhang Sanfeng stopped.

"I never thought that I, an old Taoist priest over a hundred years old, would still have to suffer this kind of torture at the hands of you, kid."

He twisted his body, and his bones immediately made a "crackling" sound.

Although Bai Xiuzhu didn't quite know what had just happened, judging from Zhang Sanfeng's appearance, something must have happened to him again, and it was Zhang Sanfeng who saved him.

"Thank you Master Zhang!"

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite.

"However, your talent is beyond my expectation. You were able to gain enlightenment after your first try of Tai Chi. This is an experience that countless people dream of. Unfortunately, your current state is not suitable for enlightenment."

Bai Xiuzhu finally understood.

So I just had another epiphany?

"But what surprised me a little was that you actually discovered that Tai Chi can be used not only slowly but also quickly?"

Zhang Sanfeng walked slowly to the wall and hung the Zhenwu sword, which had been sheathed in his hand, back in its place.

Bai Xiuzhu shook his head.

"I'd like to tell Master Zhang that I have also learned a sword technique similar to Tai Chi Sword Technique before, and I have some understanding of this sword technique that emphasizes meaning over form."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly when he heard this.

"now it's right."

If Bai Xiuzhu had never had this experience before.

When he first came into contact with Tai Chi Sword Technique, he understood the importance of emphasizing meaning rather than form.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng didn't say it, he would definitely feel a little unhappy.

After all, this is the sword technique that Old Zhang has spent many years and effort to create.

As a result, once it is in your hands, you will understand it all in minutes.

Doesn’t Old Zhang have any respect?
Zhang Sanfeng turned around and looked at Bai Xiuzhu again, then said.

"But I still suggest you start slowly and don't aim too high. Although your talent can make you soar to the sky and directly transform the artistic conception of Tai Chi Sword into your own, you don't need to go that fast now. Just take it step by step."

Although Zhang Sanfeng didn't say the second half of the sentence.

But Bai Xiuzhu also understood that meaning.

Probably just don't let yourself enter the state of enlightenment again and be controlled by the Chiyou Sword.
"I see. Thank you, Master Zhang."

"Since you have almost understood Tai Chi Sword, the next step is Tai Chi Fist."

three days later.

[The host's skill "Tai Chi Sword" has been upgraded to a higher level. The current level is more than adequate, and 1000 points can be allocated. ]

[The host's skill "Tai Chi" has been upgraded, and the current level has been mastered. 1000 points can be allocated. ]

[The host's skill "Tai Chi Magic" has been upgraded to a higher level. The current level is more than adequate, and 1000 points can be allocated. ]

Zhang Sanfeng could see it clearly.

As Bai Xiuzhu exhaled a breath of foul air.

The Tai Chi pattern that originally appeared beside him slowly dissipated. He couldn't help but speak in amazement.

"I thought I had a general understanding of your talent, but now it seems that I still underestimated you."

Even Zhang Sanfeng did not expect that Bai Xiuzhu was more proficient in boxing and kicking than in swordsmanship.

The progress of Tai Chi Chuan is even faster than that of Tai Chi Sword.

Moreover, Bai Xiuzhu did not neglect the practice of Tai Chi Magical Skills. In just three days, he had already achieved some initial success.

"This is all thanks to Master Zhang's guidance."

Bai Xiuzhu bowed and thanked Zhang Sanfeng.

To be able to cultivate so quickly, besides his own extraordinary talent, it must also be inseparable from Zhang Sanfeng's generous teaching.

And Bai Xiuzhu also discovered some clues.

I don’t know if it was because of the sudden enlightenment he gained from practicing “Tai Chi Sword”, but after he practiced “Tai Chi Magic Power”, the dark demon seed in his sea of ​​consciousness actually underwent some changes.

Now nearly half of the colors have begun to turn transparent.

Look from afar.

This magic seed is now half black and half transparent, somewhat similar to Tai Chi, but with slight differences.

Although it is not known whether this variation is good or bad.

But Bai Xiuzhu no longer cared about good or bad.

At least after he practiced Tai Chi, he could clearly feel that the influence of Chi You Sword on the demon species had been slightly weakened.

It won't be like before.

Whenever Chi You's sword left him for a moment, the demon would jump non-stop.

"The guidance of the old Taoist is only one aspect. You don't have to underestimate yourself. With your talent, even without the guidance of the old Taoist, you may not be defeated by Pang Ban."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head at this time and expressed his approval of Bai Xiuzhu again.

at this time.

Bai Xiuzhu opened his mouth slightly, but said nothing.

Just because he and Zhang Sanfeng both discovered it.

At this moment, someone came outside the quiet room.

"Master!"

As Song Qingshu's voice came from outside the door, Zhang Sanfeng and Bai Xiuzhu couldn't help but smile at each other.

There is a tacit understanding that each other keeps secrets for the other.

"crunch~"

Song Qingshu carefully pushed the door open a crack and secretly watched the situation inside.

"Qingshu, now that you're here, why don't you come in openly?"

Zhang Sanfeng's sudden voice startled Song Qingshu.

He looked towards the direction where the sound came from, only to find that Zhang Sanfeng and Bai Xiuzhu were staring at him.

How could Song Qingshu not know that the two of them had known about his arrival for a long time?

He just smiled awkwardly, then opened the door and walked in.

"Grand Master! Father asked me to tell you that our disciples are ready and are about to set off. Grand Master, would you like to go and see them? If you show up, I'm sure the disciples' confidence in fighting the demons will be doubled!"

After a brief pause, Zhang Sanfeng nodded.

"Then let's go."

"Yes! Master!"

Song Qingshu trotted to Zhang Sanfeng, held out his hand to support him, and prepared to walk out.

Zhang Sanfeng did not refuse this.

Even though his physique is much healthier than Song Qingshu's.

But there was no reason for Zhang Sanfeng to refuse the youngster's concern for him.

He is not the kind of stubborn old man who would never change his ways. He would not think that this is an insult to himself or anything like that.

For Song Qingshu.

His attitude has always been good.

Although he had seven disciples, he was most optimistic about Zhang Cuishan.

But people always have to look forward.

Zhang Cuishan is now dead, his child Zhang Wuji is missing, and among the other six disciples, only Song Yuanqiao is married and has children.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Song Qingshu is his grandson.

Grandparents are close to each other. Grandparents are close to each other.

Therefore, he also likes the child Song Qingshu very much.

She put her hand on Song Qingshu and let him support her as she walked out.

Seeing this, Bai Xiuzhu originally planned to stay here.

He also plans to continue consolidating his practice of Tai Chi.

But what he didn't expect was.

Song Qingshu had clearly helped Zhang Sanfeng to the door, but Zhang Sanfeng suddenly turned around and looked at him.

"Take my sword."

Song Qingshu originally thought that Zhang Sanfeng was talking to him.

He immediately prepared to take the Zhenwu sword hanging on the wall by Zhang Sanfeng, but his hand was grabbed by Zhang Sanfeng and he could not move.

Bai Xiuzhu was also a little confused when he saw this.

"I?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded.

Bai Xiuzhu had no choice but to take down the Zhenwu Sword, and then came to Zhang Sanfeng. When he was about to hand it to him, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head again.

"Let's go, Qingshu."

"Yes! Master!"

Although Song Qingshu didn't quite understand what Zhang Sanfeng meant, he could only help Zhang Sanfeng walk out.

Bai Xiuzhu was left staring at Zhang Sanfeng's back in a daze.

What do you mean?
Do you think I'm a sword-wielding boy?

Although I don't understand what Old Zhang is up to.

However, Bai Xiuzhu did not say anything for the time being. He followed the two of them out with the Zhenwu Sword.

The three of them arrived in front of the Zhenwu Hall.

Song Qingshu helped Zhang Sanfeng to sit down on the chair in front.

At this time, his father Song Yuanqiao was giving a lecture to his disciples.

"This time the six major sects are joining forces to eliminate the demons, and we, the Wudang disciples, have no choice but to take on the responsibility. As Wudang disciples, we must remember our original intentions. If we encounter someone who surrenders, we must not kill them all. If there are those who are stubborn and unyielding, we must not be lenient and ruthless, or we will bring shame to Wudang's reputation!"

After Song Yuanqiao finished speaking, he turned around and saluted Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master! The disciples have gathered here. Does the Master have anything to say?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, stood up from his chair, and said just one word softly.

"Wudang's reputation is important, but your lives are more important. Do what you can and don't try to show off."

His kind and caring words formed a sharp contrast with Song Yuanqiao's severity.

Bai Xiuzhu could clearly see that many Wudang disciples below even had sparkling eyes when they heard Zhang Sanfeng's words.

"Yes! Master!"

There were faint cries mixed in with the powerful voice.

Bai Xiuzhu felt slightly moved when he saw this.

Zhang Sanfeng’s words may be a little unpleasant to the ear, but it is precisely these kinds of words that are more likely to inspire people’s fighting spirit.

After speaking, Zhang Sanfeng sat down again and Song Yuanqiao continued speaking.

Zhang Sanfeng also took this opportunity to turn his head and look at Bai Xiuzhu.

"You said before that if I go there might be a surprise, so why don't you go there for me?"

Bai Xiuzhu couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.

"I go?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, then took the Zhenwu sword from Bai Xiuzhu's hand.

After a moment he handed it to him again.

"I have infused the Zhenwu Sword with a stream of true energy. I think that even if you are abnormal, this stream of true energy is enough to support you to come to Wudang Mountain to find me. This time, you will go on the Ming Cult trip in my place."

(End of this chapter)