Invincible Cheating Device Of Xianwu

Feng Qingyang lowered his head, leaned his back against the stone wall, his body showed a stretched state, and slowly recalled:

"Even if he hasn't shot in the intervening decades, when someone tries to challenge him, his fear will always be remembered." I'm not afraid of your jokes, my master, it's not much smaller than Zhang Sanfeng, when he challenged Zhang Sanfeng, he held the idea that if he touched Zhang Sanfeng's body, he would win. Decades ago, I don't know how many martial arts celebrities were frightened when they heard Zhang Sanfeng's name, and their hands and feet were cold and sweaty. ”

Ling Huchong was fascinated by what he heard, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but ask strangely: "Senior Uncle Zu, isn't Zhang Sanfeng a generation of grandmasters?" Why do people feel frightened when they hear his name? ”

Syllable!

The wind snapped on Ling Fox Chong's head, and he hated iron and scolded: "Ling Fox boy, you are more than twenty people, how can you still be so naïve?" You people, think that Zhang Sanfeng is old, and he is a generation of grandmasters, so he should be very kind? Very elegant? Wrong! Miss by a mile! His reputation, not blowing up 540, is a punch and a kick, before Wudang, Shaolin Temple has always been a martial arts hegemon, even if Zhang Sanfeng was born in martial arts, he was able to independently establish a new martial arts order in the suppression of Shaolin Temple, Wudang and Shaolin competed, I don't know how many big wars have been experienced, I don't know how many martial arts sects, martial arts masters were destroyed in the hands of Zhang Sanfeng, it is not an exaggeration to say that blood is flowing and drifting. ”

Gao Han frowned, "Then how to explain that he is the scourge of martial arts?" ”

"Because as long as he exists, all people in the martial arts can see that sky, and the limit of heaven is Zhang Sanfeng, understand?" Feng Qingyang said with a bitter smile.

"Limit? Sky? Gao Han shook his head, he didn't believe this.

Feng Qingyang saw that Gao Han did not have a trace of awe, his eyes were full of admiration, and continued: "People who practice martial arts open up dantian and nurture the true qi of the inner family, this is a third-rate good hand, and he can fight ten against ordinary people. After the tempering of true qi, open up the twelve canons, true qi is like a hungry tiger jumping into a stream, this is a second-rate good hand, Ling Fox Chong boy, you are now (agdj) at this limit. In the next step, open up the eight veins of the strange meridian, true qi is like a dragon entering the river, Yue Buqun is this realm, but he is on the verge of breaking through, and this is a first-class master. ”

Gao Han knew in his heart that he had only roughly known the third-rate, second-rate, and first-class divisions before, but now he finally knew the specific division.

"From opening up the dantian to opening up the eight veins of the strange meridian, it is the scope of Xiao Zhoutian. And after the little Zhou Tian penetrates, it is the big Zhou Tian, this is a super first-class good hand, super first-class, the entire world martial arts can be regarded as a master. After the Great Zhou Tian is completed, it is the innate realm, breaking through the barriers of heaven and earth inside and outside, and becoming Zhou Tian in itself. Such a master, there should be no more than twenty in the world several times, and the so-called twelve are all people of this level, although there are strong and weak in the congenital, but they are all mediocre people under the congenital. ”

"Then Wind Senior, what position are you about in the innate world?" Gao Han asked.

"Me? Innate people are too rare, so there is no division, but I think that I have polished a multi-armor True Qi and a sword that is not inferior to anyone, and if there are twenty innate masters in the world, there will be no more than five stronger than me. Feng Qingyang's eyes revealed a proud color, completely missing the frustration of talking about Zhang Sanfeng before, but the next moment, his eyes darkened:

"Ten years ago, I dived into Wudang to try to challenge Zhang Sanfeng, do you know, facing him, like standing on the surface of the sea, you don't know how deep the sea is, no matter how much you use your full strength, you can't understand the depth of the sea. I can be sure that at least two people have reached the realm above the innate realm, one is Zhang Sanfeng, and the other is the sword demon Dugu defeat, which can also be regarded as my master. ”

"Sword Demon? Dugu seeking defeat? Ling Foxhong muttered, his eyes revealing infinite reverence.

Seeking defeat, what kind of realm is that?

Gao Han fell silent, what kind of strength can make a master like Feng Qingyang feel desperate? He is confident, but not conceited.

Now, he vaguely understands the level between heaven and earth, maybe Zhang Sanfeng is heaven, is the limit, strictly speaking, there is nothing wrong, or it should be said that Zhang Sanfeng may have reached the limit of this world, the limit allowed between heaven and earth.

Although this world is a world of magic reform, it can only be regarded as a Chinese martial arts world, in which the masters still cannot fly to the sky, Zhang Sanfeng is desperate, but he is not a god, not an immortal, just a generation of grandmasters.

"It's just that I have coerced the world for a hundred years, and I really yearn for it..."

Gao Han let out a long breath.

"Senior brother, change your clothes." Gao Han's ears suddenly remembered Ling Huchong's voice, and I saw him holding a robe in front of Gao Han.

Gao Han looked at his tattered clothes and took them off to replace them with new ones.

"Stinky boy! What about mine? Why not mine? Gao Han changed into new clothes, but he did not have himself, and he was suddenly furious.

"Ahhhhh... Pain... Uncle Junior, my clothes are not suitable for you... Ahhhhh... Don't fight, I'll go get it..." Ling Foxong's scream came, and Ling Gao Han smiled.

"Huh? How do you have this thing? Feng Qingyang returned to the same place, and suddenly saw the wooden card held by Gao Han, and his eyes froze.

Gao Han handed the wooden card to Feng Qingyang and said, "This is what I got from the sword tomb of Dugu's defeated senior. ”

Feng Qingyang gently stroked the sword on the wooden card, and took out another wooden card, Gao Han could see at a glance that the two wooden cards were exactly the same, and muttered: "I don't believe he died, maybe he is just tired of martial arts disputes." Do you know? When I was young, my temperament was very similar to Ling Fox Boy, and if I hadn't met him, I would have been blind to everyone..."

At this moment, Feng Qingyang was like a chattering old man, talking about his previous memories, and Gao Han also listened patiently.