Comprehensive martial arts: He was in the Jin Kingdom, but he returned to the Southern Song Dynasty

Seeing all the sudden changes, Yue Buqun suddenly felt that the situation was over. His face was dark, but he still smiled, but the smile was only forced and no longer calm. In an instant, his heart sank, sinking continuously and unable to stop it.

He looked up and found Linghu Chong's eyes, which seemed to be completely dark, staring at him. Suddenly, he understood that the disciple he had raised since childhood had changed, completely changed, became strange, and became terrifying.

After Yue Buqun came to power, the Wudang sect slowly retreated. Zuo Lengchan went to kill Jin Jiuling. The Hengshan sect, Taishan sect, and Hengshan sect all retreated. The stage suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of the wind seemed so noticeable.

I don’t know when, only two people were left here. Only Yue Buqun and Linghu Chong were left, looking at each other, surrounded by countless martial arts figures, like a magnificent stage drama. Some are good and some are evil, some are panic and some are calm. But without exception, it cannot affect them.

They looked at each other as if they were isolated from all this.

Finally, Yue Buqun sighed, "Now that things have happened, it seems that no matter what I say, it's useless."

Linghu Chong said, "Yes."

Yue Buqun felt that this answer was unkind, so he spoke more clearly and said, "You don't understand my difficulty."

Linghu Chong said, "Maybe."

Yue Buqun's mouth was dry, he licked his lips and said, "Just imagine, if I had the chance, why would I take this path? This is the path God has planned for me. I have no choice but to do this. Otherwise , I can only be oppressed by Zuo Lengchan, and the Huashan Sect can only be controlled by the Songshan Sect. "

Linghu Chong said, "This is also true."

Seeing that his attitude seemed to be getting better and better, Yue Buqun had thousands of thoughts running through his mind, but a smile appeared on his face and he said, "Chong'er, you can understand, it's really the best thing. In fact, even though I want to kill others, for me But you can't be cruel, at least Lingshan is still thinking about you. How can a father be willing to destroy his daughter..."

Linghu Chong said, "Pull out your sword."

Yue Buqun was stunned for a moment and said with great confusion, "What did you say?"

Linghu Chong's eyes moved and landed on Yue Buqun's waist. To be precise, it fell on Yue Buqun's hand hanging down from his waist and the sword hilt next to his hand. His gaze was like a needle piercing with sword light, which made Yue Buqun feel pain, and he couldn't help but stop his hand.

Linghu Chong said word by word, "I said, pull out your sword."

Yue Buqun couldn't help but said, "You don't believe what I say?"

Linghu Chong said, "It's not that I don't believe it, nor do I believe it. In the final analysis, I didn't listen to anything you said, and I don't know what you were talking about. I immersed my heart in the sword, and I could only hear the sword's cry. . If you want to talk to me, it’s better to use a sword.”

When he said this, he closed his eyes and listened. The direction where his ears were pointed was exactly where Yue Buqun's hand and sword were. His expression was calm, as if he was savoring something. It was his attitude that made Yue Buqun feel extremely angry.

This kind of anger comes out of nowhere and has no idea where it comes from or where it's going. Maybe it represented Yue Buqun's loss of control over Linghu Chong. He suddenly discovered that this boy who had been allowed to be rounded and squashed by himself since he was a child finally had his own opinion.

In other words, he finally had the courage to think independently, to accept everything in the world in his heart and face it with a sword.

He is already a fearless warrior.

Yue Buqun was shocked and angry, and cursed loudly, "You bastard, traitor, how dare you be so treasonous. You dare to attack me, do you know my big plans and strategies? You ruined my affairs, you are unworthy of the Huashan faction." Ancestors, how can you deserve my kindness in raising you!”

Linghu Chong still said the same words and had the same attitude, "Where's the sword?"

Yue Buqun's eyes widened and then closed again, and finally calmed down.

He pondered for a while, then raised his head and smiled, "Do you want to see my sword? Okay, I'll let you take a look at my Zixia magical skill guided by the dragon head. Don't think that I compromise with you. I just feel guilty and beg for mercy. In fact, I don't want to go to war. If I do, maybe I can kill all of you. Even if this is over, I can raise the flag again!"

He was confident and had a cocky smile. Maybe in his eyes, he is already ten times stronger than before. He was already quite famous in the world, but now he is ten times stronger. How can he not win against others? At least, it's not difficult to escape easily.

Lu Chen turned over, walked up, and said quietly to Linghu Chong, "Don't kill him, capture him alive. I want to ask Mu Taoist about his purpose."

Linghu Chong nodded, indicating that he knew what was going on, and strolled forward.

……

It rained lightly today in Wudang Mountain. The wind in the cold spring season blew away the thin clouds. The green mountains and green water in the distance intertwined into a blurry and bizarre scenery in the rain. The mist and rain were hazy, the weather was steep and slightly cold, and the mountains, rain, and wind merged into one.

In Taihe Peak, halfway up the mountain, there is a precipitous place with no way around. It is a crumbling protrusion that can only be seen by flying birds. However, there is a hut built with grass as a building. . It seems to be a delicate and wonderful place in the huge picture of heaven and earth. It is difficult to imagine how it was built.

Among them, Mu Taoist lives alone, wearing tattered clothes and a bun on his head. He sits cross-legged, exhales and concentrates, and performs energy around the sky.

He has been doing this for many years, traveling for half a year and retreating for half a year to understand the magical powers and mysteries. In the arena, he is just one of the many Wudang elders who are good at charity and playing games with the world. There is no difference between him and the likes of Taoist Chongxu and Iron Cavalry Yin Ping. In Wudang Mountain, he also lived alone and isolated from others.

When Jiang Xiaoyu defeated the heroes and became the chief disciple of the third generation of Wudang Mountains, many people only knew the name "Mu Taoist". In the eyes of these people, he was an incompetent elder who had a gifted disciple. Only a few people know that he may be the strongest person in the entire Ming Dynasty, except for the land gods.

He doesn't care about these, or he cares about more than just these. Only with the great ambition of the world can we endure the great humiliation in the world. This is the principle practiced by Mu Taoists. The fact is that his "ambition" is about to be realized, and the many insults he has received before are not vain, but valuable.

Mu Tao Ren is waiting for all this to happen. The world in his heart has become a place where everything is ready. All he needs is the opportunity. When the time comes, it will be like pushing a stone down the cliff, and then the whole mountain will collapse. It happens so naturally.

However, he sighed, frowned, and suddenly stood up, "Yue Buqun, I still have to deal with useless things in the end."

He put his hands behind his back and walked outside the house. A wooden sword flew from the wall of the wooden house and fell into his waist, as natural and refreshing as a swallow falling into its own nest.

Mu Taoist let out a long sigh and muttered to himself like a nagging old man, "It seems that in any conspiracy, there will eventually be oversights. However, after all, it is just one step missing. This step - I will personally recommend it." "Go down." "But if this happens, I won't be able to stay in Wudang anymore. Why should I leave some gifts for it after so many years... Oh, that's it..."

Amidst the sound of words, he came to the door of the house and pushed it suddenly. The door opened.

But it doesn't just open the door.

This push, boom.

The entire Wudang Mountain, no matter Tianzhu Peak, Taihe Peak, Dayue Peak, Xuanhe Peak... On the mountain or down the mountain, no matter who the Taoist priests are, their martial arts skills, status, or what they are doing, all of a sudden, there is a feeling of "being pushed away". A handful" feeling.

This feeling comes suddenly and has no beginning and no end. It does not seem to be a huge threat, leaving many people confused.

Only a few old Taoist priests with enough seniority and seniority were either sitting quietly or meditating, and suddenly sighed, "He really can't help it."

Halfway up the mountain, the quaint thatched cottage suddenly jumped up and flew towards Tianzhu Peak. The seemingly ordinary thatched hut was lifted up and thrown into the sky, and turned into an unparalleled long dragon of air waves, hundreds of feet majestic, cutting through the sky.

At the same time, a scene suddenly occurred in the sky above the Taihe Hall of Tianzhu Peak of the Wudang Sect that made people unable to believe their eyes. The wind and clouds in the sky are moving together, the color is like thick ink, billowing and churning, as if something extremely terrifying is brewing.

"Who offended me Wudang?"

"Which expert, who has high martial arts but lacks eyes, attacks my martial arts?"

"kill!"

"Anyone who offends our Wudang will die!"

Such abnormality naturally arouses violent reactions. But among the peaks of Wudang Mountain, shrouded in clouds and mist, there are mountains, rivers, and beautiful winds and forests. Black spots, large and small, have gathered in one direction, and each black spot is a top master.

Master of the Wudang Clan, what is that concept? That is the Taishan Beidou recognized by the world. Only Shaolin Wudang can call it Taishan Beidou. They are powerful, the foundation of the Quanzhen Sect is not enough, the Xiaoyao Sect is too mysterious to be offended, and the Beggar Clan's power is just a little bit behind.

Even the royal family of the Three Kingdoms must be respectful to Shaolin Wudang. Just because there are already countless crouching tigers and hidden dragons inside. Now someone dared to offend, and immediately the heroes responded and the mountains were shocked.

Wow!
Wudang Mountain’s seventy-two peaks, thirty-six rocks, twenty-four streams, eleven caves, three pools, nine springs, ten pools, nine wells, ten stones, nine terraces... among the mountains, fields and old forests, there are soaring ups and downs. Nearly a hundred elegant, domineering, agile and swift figures all headed towards the Supreme Harmony Palace at the highest point!

They don't walk on the built mountain trails, but directly climb the mountains and rocks, as if they were walking on flat ground.

Legend has it that the Wudang sect is the most difficult and elegant to practice. Just getting started requires fifteen years of hard work. Everyone can use the "Ladder Cloud Zong" with ease and ease. They are all at the highest level and can do whatever they want.

But between the rugged mountains and forests, black spots flew up one after another. With just one leap, they spanned a distance of dozens of feet, like riding the wind in the air or walking on the clouds. It wasn't until I got closer that I realized that the black spots were actually Taoist priests with white hair and childlike faces!

Taoist Yucha, Taoist Chongxu, Zhenren Ziyang, Elder Tieqi, Elder Yinping... Taoist Dafeng, Taoist Changfeng, Taoist Jinfeng, Taoist Taichan, Taoist Jiuyi, Taoist Nine Lives, Taoist Nine Deaths, Taoist Shouque, Da Yongdaoren, Elder Zhuo Feifan, Elder Yan Chongtian...

These names, one by one, have left dazzling legends in the world. They gathered together, and with such a momentum, even if Bodhidharma came in person and the Double Ninth Festival came, they would still be a little wary.

However, although these people moved quickly, they were too late to stop the rolling clouds above the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and suddenly a big hand reached down. It was such a big hand, as if it was gently sweeping away some rubbish, its nails trembled, and it lightly tapped the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

With a rumble, a large piece of tiles on the left side of the Taiji Hall, including the eaves, were shattered, revealing a huge hole.

The thatched house that came from afar was just right and fell into the hole at once.

Then nothing happened.

Although many real elders came quickly, they didn't accomplish anything in a hurry. They just rushed to nothing. But when the clouds dispersed and the fog disappeared, the big hand dissipated as quickly as it came, and it was gone. The sky was clear, and the Hall of Supreme Harmony with a big hole was left.

The majestic Hall of Supreme Harmony was in tatters. Many Taoist boys and priests were beaten with broken heads and blood by flying tiles. The ground was in a mess, making it very miserable.

Countless Taoist priests came to the square outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Seeing this scene, they all turned red, cursed, and gnashed their teeth.

The mysterious intruder seemed to have picked the right time, and seemed to have a very good understanding of the strength of Wudang Mountain. He offended Wudang Mountain at the most standard time, but escaped completely, and no one knew the purpose of his visit. and places to go.

The two men on horseback, Yin Ping, whom Lu Chen had seen before, took the lead and walked towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony, pushing the door open and entering. However, they found that the whole palace was in shock. Everyone, regardless of their status, was shocked to death. Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the second generation of Wudang and the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, was even more shocked and bleeding from all his orifices.

When the rest of the Wudang Seven Heroes saw this scene, they all burst into tears and wailed all over the sky.

Although the other elders and Taoist priests were also sad, they still looked around. They filed in, all with high martial arts skills. Someone finally discovered the biggest problem, "Everyone, come and see, where did this thatched house come from? This bastard is so audacious."

It turns out that the Hall of Supreme Harmony and the Chongyang Palace are the same in a certain sense. The Chongyang Palace is mainly dedicated to the Three Qing Dynasties, and the side hall is dedicated to the Fifth Northern Ancestor. The Taihe Hall is mainly dedicated to Emperor Zhenwu, and the side hall is also dedicated to Zhang Sanfeng. Therefore, as soon as everyone came in, they only saw corpses scattered everywhere.

It wasn't until I came to the side hall that I saw a scene that really shocked people's hearts.

A thatched house has replaced the side hall. In other words, that simple thatched house covers the entire side hall space. When people come here, they can push open the door of the thatched house and feel like they are in a quiet retreat in the mountains.

Once you step inside, you will find that several sculptures of real people are all included in the thatched houses. Many other sculptures, such as the real Huolong, have not changed in appearance. Only one Zhang Sanfeng has undergone huge changes.

His head was chopped off by a sword energy. (End of chapter)