The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Leng Sanfan smiled bitterly.

"My Lord, you are right. When you are at home, disaster may come from the sky. For the past thirty years, I have been living in hiding, wandering around the world with my little daughter.

It’s because I’ve been hunted by Huiming. A few months ago, I almost lost my life when I attacked Huiming.”

Fang Xun sighed and said, "You, a great master of the Yang God Realm, can't even think of resisting, and can only hide under a false name. This Huiming's strength should have reached the last step of the Yang God Realm. I am increasingly suspicious that it is him."

Leng Sanfan was stunned for a moment: "My Lord, do you already have a suspected target?"

Fang Xun nodded: "Yes, there are very few people with such strength in Jiangnan. Based on some clues that appeared in today's meeting, we are basically 60% sure that we can identify the suspect. I will tell you a name, do you think it is him?"

Then he said a name in a voice that only the two of them could hear. The Yangshen sect leaders in the field were still immersed in other people's martial arts secrets and did not pay attention to the conversation between the two.

Leng Sanfan was stunned: "My Lord, you guessed it right, it's him!"

Just when he was about to say something else, Fang Xun raised his hand and smiled to stop him.

"You don't need to think too much about the matter of Chief Wuchang. Since you have joined my army, you will have nothing to worry about. I will come to you in person and get rid of this scourge!"

As he spoke, Fang Xun looked towards the group of Yangshen sect leaders in the field.

"Don't worry, everyone. There is plenty of time. It is enough for you to finish reading all the martial arts secrets. However, I do have other things for you to do!"

"what's up?"

Fang Xun's words immediately awakened the eighty-five Yangshen Grandmasters, and they all raised their heads to look over.

Of course they knew that the other party was forcibly placing them under house arrest, and that they must be doing something.

Now after listening to Fang Xun's explanation, the heavy stone in his heart was somewhat relieved. After all, if he stuck his head out, he would be in danger. It was better to know the other party's purpose early. Otherwise, he could only worry about it randomly and feel uneasy.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Fang Xun continued speaking.

“Let’s talk about the first thing for now. From now on, you will eat and live here for a period of time, and work together to create a martial art.

If you can satisfy me and Ah Qing, then there will be another thing. Otherwise, you will stay here forever. You can’t leave until you master the technique!”

"What? Martial arts?!"

Fang Xun's words shocked everyone. They had also gotten a glimpse of the opponent's strength from his previous two attacks, and they knew they were definitely not his opponent.

And there is also the unfathomable Bai Qingmeng in the field. How could it be so easy to create a peerless magic skill that could satisfy the two of them?

Leng Sanfan, who was not concerned about the matter, directly guessed: "Is the Marquis planning to integrate the martial arts of hundreds of schools as firewood, refine his own way, and make the pregnancy pill perfect and look forward to the true martial arts?!"

Fang Xun smiled and said, "This is just by the way. There is no need to find eighty-five of them. There are many masters in the Prince of Yue's Palace. It can be done just the same. It's mainly for that martial art."

"What kind of martial arts?"

Everyone immediately held their breath and didn't dare to miss a single word. This was related to whether they could leave here and not be held accountable by Fang Xun later.

"Don't worry, it's not the peerless magic you imagine."

Fang Xun looked at the anxious looks of the crowd and smiled.

"It is a basic internal skill for beginners. My requirement is that this skill does not depend on one's aptitude.

It is for children as young as four or five years old, and for old men who are about to be buried, even illiterate people who cannot read and understand the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body can practice the basic internal skills!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes became even more nervous. They felt that compared to the basic introductory internal skills required by the other party, they would be more willing to work together with others to create a peerless martial art for Fang Xun.

If Fang Xun only wanted a basic introductory internal martial arts technique, they could create a large number of them on the spot without even having to think about it.

But Fang Xun's requirements were extremely demanding.

The entry-level internal skills are not very profound, and the main feature is high universality and low threshold.

But no matter how low the threshold is, there is a limit.

If there is no risk of accidental entry, they know a lot about it.

But what Fang Xun required was an internal skill that could be practiced by even a four or five-year-old child or an old man who was about to be buried.

Although children have pure thoughts and few distracting ideas, they are mentally inadequate and their bodies have not yet fully developed.

If you rashly start learning martial arts, it may actually harm your body and affect your physical development.

Generally, people will start to formally practice martial arts when they are around ten years old, when the meridians in their bodies have grown to the point where they can carry the flow of true qi. Before that, they are only taught some knowledge about the human meridians.

Not to mention the dying old man.

The best age to learn martial arts is between ten and fifteen years old. If you want to learn after this age, you will get half the result with twice the effort, not to mention waiting until you are too old to start practicing martial arts.

But Fang Xun's current requirement for this technique is equivalent to allowing countless people in the world who are not suitable for martial arts to successfully practice the first ray of true qi and step into the door of martial arts.

This is not just difficult, it is very difficult, extremely difficult.

Take the top-notch internal skills in the world today for example. They are the crystallization of wisdom accumulated through generations and tempered through countless trials and tribulations. They are simply not something that can be achieved by one person alone.

The most important thing is that even if this skill is really created, the threshold is so low that even illiterate people can get started by practicing it casually, and there is no risk of going astray. What use is there for a master like Xun?

Even if the masters of the time want to create new skills, they are all thinking about how to make their own skills more perfect. Who would go out of their way to study a basic skill?

Fang Xun saw the expressions on everyone's faces and knew what they were thinking, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone. We have plenty of time. We can slowly exchange ideas and eventually succeed."

This was one of the main purposes of his coming to the martial arts conference. Only this kind of event could gather enough masters.

Any one of these Yangshen Grandmasters in the field is a world-class expert. With everyone's wisdom and inspiration combined, they may be able to create the martial arts that Fang Xun wants.

However, his original intention was to take the initiative to offer some skills as inducements, so that everyone would work with him to create skills.

Whether it was what was obtained from the Martial Arts Hall, or the countless royal martial arts that were compiled and read in the capital, as well as the books in the Prince of Yue's Palace, they were all filled to the brim.

The least valuable things he has now are the various magical secrets.

He just didn't expect that Huiming had set up a trap just for him, which led to the current situation. All the Yangshen Grandmasters of the eighty-five sects were placed under house arrest by him, becoming fish on the chopping board.

"Next, Ah Qing and I will be away for a few days. I think that with your self-awareness, you will not take any chances, right?"

Immediately, all the figures in the field sighed and refocused their attention on the secret book in front of them. They were not happy at all that Fang Xun and Bai Qingmeng might be away for a while.

Of course they knew they could get away when they were left unattended.

But I can leave, but what about my own sect?

The monk may run away, but the temple cannot. Everyone here has a large family and a lot of concerns. Even if they run away, Fang Xun will come to settle accounts with them in the future.

Leng Sanfan realized something and asked in surprise, "My Lord, are you going to look for the leader of Wuchang?"

Fang Xun smiled and nodded: "That's right, we originally didn't interfere with each other, but if you dare to plot against me, you can forget about living!"

"After I leave, you can stay here and read books with the other masters to find inspiration and create achievements, or you can go to the Prince of Yue's Palace on your own. Just tell Dongfang Que before you leave."

After staying for a while, Fang Xun said no more. In the gaze of everyone, he took Bai Qingmeng's hand, and then the two of them jumped into the sky.

Holding the hand, Fang Xun was taken by the celestial girl to a height of three hundred feet, which he could not even jump to.

At this moment, a mechanical bird suddenly appeared in the sky. It spread its wings and caught the two people steadily with lightning speed.

After boarding the wooden kite, Fang Xun and Bai Qingmeng turned into small black dots in the eyes of everyone and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Alas, this is really a bad year."

Someone in the room sighed, and no one paid any attention to Fang Xun who was walking away. They all started to communicate and discuss very consciously.

Even the pile of secret books on the long table became public reading materials. Anyone who wanted to read could just go and take them without saying hello. For a moment, the atmosphere became strangely harmonious.

On the wooden kite high in the sky, Bai Qingmeng suddenly took out the blood-colored jade tablet and asked Fang Xun, "Fang Xun, aren't you curious about why Xue Linlang wanted this broken tablet before?"

Fang Xun smiled and said, "Of course I'm curious, but aren't you here, Ah Qing? The broken stele has been in your hands for so long, and you haven't figured out any secrets?"

But this time, Bai Qingmeng disappointed him.

"I'm sorry, this is just an ordinary jade tablet. I don't sense any mystery in it. The only thing that makes this jade tablet extraordinary is the sword intent left by the master of this peerless sword technique!"

Fang Xun also frowned after hearing this: "That Xue Linlang had nothing to do after eating, so he came to pick a fight with you, and then got beaten and fled in disgrace?"

Xue Linlang came fast and ran fast before. If the fight continued, even with his half-crippled strength, he would not be a match for Bai Qingmeng, so he left without further ado.

The other party first sent a great master of Yangshen to Jiangnan to seize the bloody jade stele. Now he has come to Jiangnan in person for the bloody jade stele. Fang Xun just can't believe that this broken stele has no secrets.

Bai Qingmeng said calmly: "Perhaps the secret lies not in this jade tablet, but in the owner of the jade tablet."

Fang Xun was moved after hearing this: "What do you mean?"

"What he wants may be the sword energy remaining on this jade tablet. Through the energy, he can sense it and deduce the secrets of heaven, and thus find what he really wants."

“What do you really want?

What he wants most now is to restore his strength to its peak state."

After hearing this, Fang Xun felt that there was some truth in it and immediately made another guess.

"After this happens, I can also try to use the jade tablet to perform rituals and deduce the secrets of heaven to see what he is going to do!"

The wooden kite flew between the clouds like a flash of lightning.

After Fang Xun said this, he closed his eyes and began to rest, preparing to adjust himself to the best state.

Bai Qingmeng returned to his trance-like state, and the wooden kite flew all the way in the silent atmosphere.

Judging from the direction, it was actually flying towards Yingdong Valley where the Jiangnan Poison King Mo Hanxing was.

Not only Hui Ku had guesses about the identity of the Wuchang leader, Fang Xun had also long suspected Mo Hanxing, and now it was confirmed by Leng Sanfan.

What else are you thinking about?
Of course, they went straight to the door and confiscated the house! (End of this chapter)