Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

At that time, Shibi Khan Kang Shanli died in the Central Plains. After his death, his younger brother Qi Lifu succeeded him, named Luo Khan, and died suddenly a year later.After Chuluo Khan's younger brother Jieli came to power, he managed the army rigorously, with great talents, and took advantage of the opportunity of Tuli's death to completely consolidate his rule and become the supreme ruler of Eastern Turks.

This person's demeanor completely concealed the sharpness of a young guard with a long knife behind him, which was evident.

With just one glance, Wu Feng knew that this person must be the most honorable Jieli Khan on the prairie today.

Jie Li's hawk-like eyes swept over Wu Feng, with a heroic smile on his face, he stretched out his hands, "I've heard of Feng Zun's name for a long time, and now I see that he has a strange appearance. Heroes of the world. Please take your seat."

He clapped his palms, and immediately two beautiful maids poured fine wine for them, their charming eyes winked at them before retreating slowly.

Jieli laughed and said, "My grassland children love heroes the most. Both of you are people with great abilities. Why don't you join us in conspiring for a great cause and crossing this vast land together."

As soon as he opened the show, he offered to recruit, showing strong self-confidence and charisma.

There is no good banquet, and when Jieli Khan spoke, a tense atmosphere permeated the camp.

Song Shidao laughed loudly and said: "Khan is indeed a great man, but the Central Plains has always been full of talents. I am afraid that your dream of riding a horse is only limited to the prairie outside the Great Wall."

Xie Li didn't seem to mind Song Shidao's sarcasm, and said indifferently: "Why should two people of such a height stick to the narrow distinctions of nationalities, but should look at the overall situation with a detached attitude. This film Since ancient times, the land has been dominated by those who are able and those who are indifferent, and we Turks have millions of people who control strings, so naturally we should occupy a wider and richer pasture."

Wu Feng suddenly let out a long laugh, which attracted the attention of everyone in the tent, and he said indifferently: "Xieli's understanding is too superficial, the real detachment is not not being limited by the country and nationality, but jumping out of this world, as follows Like chess, if I look at the world as a chess player, even if the world changes, I will not move."

These words are extremely high-spirited, and they also have extraordinary wisdom beyond the outside world, which moved everyone in the tent and greatly admired them.

Hearing this, Jieli bowed his head and sighed twice: "What a pity! What a pity!" He didn't know what he was pitying.

Next, Xie Li never mentioned anything about his family and country, but chatted enthusiastically with the two about the local conditions and customs outside the Great Wall and some old things about the Central Plains when they went to the Central Plains when they were young.

After drinking for three rounds, Jieli suddenly stopped his glass, slapped the table and said, "There are a lot of talented people in the Central Plains, and there are heroes in my prairie. I am rude for not introducing the heroes present to you two."

The Turkic Khan has called himself "Zhen" since the Han Dynasty. This man's words seem to be humble, but in fact it reveals his great ambition to reunify the Eastern and Western Turks.

Wu Feng glanced lightly, "Oh, please!"

Jieli first drew his left hand to the side, "The person sitting first on the left of this king is Zhao Deyan, the national teacher of Eastern Turks. He is also a Han, but he is trusted and reused by me."

This person was tall and thin, with a cold face, his eyes gleaming, filled with some kind of indescribable evil and domineering, obviously he had cultivated his magic skills to the peak.

However, Wu Feng just glanced at him, "A traitor."

Zhao Deyan was treacherous and cunning, and showed no sign of getting angry. He said in a deep voice: "Didn't Master Feng hear the truth that good birds choose trees to live on? , is a hero enough to dominate the prairie, attracting countless Chinese and foreign heroes to vote, although Zhao is not talented, he is willing to do his best."

This person's thick skin and the depth of the city are really different from ordinary people, and besides being the national teacher of the Turks, he also has another identity as the suzerain of the Demon Sect [Demon Xiangzong], ranking third among the eight masters of the Demon Sect Top players.

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Jieli nodded with a smile in his eyes, looking very satisfied, and introduced a tall and thin man sitting under Zhao Deyan to the two of them. "This is Dun Yugu, the younger brother of Wu Zun Bixuan, and also my right-hand man."

Wu Feng said coldly: "Those who rely on power will achieve mediocre lifelong achievements."

Dun Yugu let out a cold snort and was about to get up, seeing Jieli waving his hands and sitting down again, only to hear Jieli laughing boldly: "Feng Zun's martial arts are unrivaled, no less than the world's three great masters, naturally he has the qualifications to evaluate, and please drink .”

Jieli toasted to everyone again, and the rest of the people raised their glasses one after another, only Wu Feng and Song Shidao remained indifferent in the tent, and he didn't care, because it was the time to see each other.

He then pointed to an energetic young swordsman behind him and said: "This is my guard, named Dazhi, and he is the most outstanding master of my Turkic younger generation. How does Feng Zun feel?" ?”

He seemed to want Wu Feng to evaluate everyone one by one, and Wu Feng lived up to his expectations, saying: "Excellent talent, it's not bad."

The corner of Dazhi's mouth curled up in an interesting arc, and his blade-like eyes shot at Wu Feng, showing his unparalleled confidence and vitality.

Jieli's expression froze slightly, and he nodded slightly towards an evil monk who was sitting at the end of the tent, "So that Venerable Feng would know that this Master Fu Nanda came from the distant Tianzhu Kingdom, and he is a A master of wisdom with profound legal principles, his attendance this time is also to see the brilliance of Feng Zun."

Fu Nanda wore a gorgeous and soft extra-wide white robe, with gauze on his head, tall and thin, withered and dark, with a high nose and deep eyes. He was obviously very ugly, but he had a pair of deep and unpredictable dark eyes. Young, with a very contradictory charm of admiration, I feel his extraordinary.

Song Shidao's face changed slightly, and he intentionally reminded Wu Feng to face Fu Nanda and said: "The national teacher is not enjoying the happiness in Longquan, so why come here to swim in this muddy water."

The identity of this person is similar to that of Zhao Deyan. He is the national teacher personally ordered by Bai Ziting, a member of the Sumo tribe in Longquan City. Bai Ziting has always been ambitious and has always been feared by all the tribes in the grassland. However, the national teacher he relies on the most does not know why Get mixed up with Jieli.

Fu Nanda nodded and smiled slightly at the two of them, "A few days ago, Longquan City and East Turkic reached a mutual assistance treaty. Jie Li Khan kindly invited Fu Nanda to come personally."

Song Shidao was greatly shocked when he heard the words, since Jieli invested so much money in order to deal with them, he heard Wu Feng beside him and said, "Finally something interesting, but unfortunately, the days will last, and it will eventually turn into ashes."

Fu Nanda is the leader of all present in terms of martial arts cultivation and spiritual realm, and he is really a superb master second only to the three great masters.

Fu Nanda's Huang Chengcheng eyes flashed strangely, and he said with a smile: "Why do you fear death and life? What I have learned all my life, Fu Nanda, can be summed up in the way of life and death. Everyone is inevitable. The virtuous, the foolish, the wise, and the foolish all have to face the fate imposed on them. But even so, some enlightened people have come up with a solution, not only to face the true face of death, but also to go beyond death and make death a An ascension, not an end."

Fu Nanda entered the grassland from Tianzhu, cheated, burned, killed, raped and plundered all the way. It is very different from his current solemn appearance. It makes people think that his essence is a demon monk and a bald man. Although his character is extremely despicable , but also has wonderful insights and unique principles in martial arts.

Wu Feng said indifferently: "Has the national teacher summarized this set of principles into his own martial arts cultivation?"

The people present are all warriors, tyrants, decisive, lack of interest in religious concepts, but have profound and unique insights into martial arts, everyone looks serious and listens attentively when they hear the words.

Fu Nanda stood up with a smile, bowed to Jieli before walking into the center of the field, clasped his hands together, crossed his right leg over his left, and said leisurely with one leg independently: "The way of life and death is also the way of the oneness of Brahman and me. It pays attention to the unity of nature and man, and it also has similarities with martial arts, please read it."

His body suddenly straightened with one leg, his upper body was raised back and his arms were bent and hugged his knees, his waist was slowly turning like a mill, and the muscles all over his body were scurrying around like a little mouse, visibly agitating with the naked eye.

Even in the strange movements that ordinary people can't think of, Fu Nanda still said calmly: "Pure rainwater will change into different things when it falls in different places, but it will not damage its original source. Only by controlling matter, mind, senses, and intellect can we have the opportunity to point directly to the true nature and unite with Brahma, and this practice method is yoga practice, and there is no other way.”

"Ha! Interesting!" Fu Nanda seems to be only performing yoga, but in fact he has a unique and novel view on the practice of true energy. Wu Feng once practiced "The Secret of Longevity". What Nanda said, Brahman and I are like the same goal through different routes.

However, this beast is worthy of being a demon monk from a cult, and he used a strange spiritual power to try to influence Wu Feng and Song Shidao when he spoke, but it was a pity that he was playing with an axe and mistaken the target.

Wu Feng suddenly looked at Fu Nanda, "Boom!"The spirit affects the material world, a colorless ripple suddenly appeared in the air, Funanda suddenly stopped breathing, the moving muscles on his body suddenly returned to their original shape, and he sat back in his seat in a flash.

Fu Nanda's face was as usual, only Zhao Deyan who was sitting on his left could see his right hand trembling slightly under the table, and only heard his talk on the table: "The key to practice lies in inner meditation, which is the so-called meditation or meditation. Yoga, using one's own heart as the fulcrum and path for observing the universe, breaking away from all the obstacles of reality, putting the self in a free state without restraint, realizing the true self, reaching the ultimate state of the oneness of Brahman and me, and enabling the mastery of self The truth, to grasp the key to solve all problems."

This passage may seem obscure, but in fact it is absolutely self-centered, infinitely magnifying the role of the spiritual realm, and placing it in later generations, which is the idealism of "my heart is the heart of heaven".

Fu Nanda pursues the infinitely magnified spiritual power, and all things in the world are assisted. Although he is also assisted by yoga and meditation techniques, he only uses the physical body as a raft to cross the other shore, which is the same as the Buddha's teaching of nirvana. have origins.

It's a pity that in Wu Feng's martial arts system, the four in one of Qi, mind, body, and skill is his way of martial arts. This world has indeed developed an exceptionally brilliant way of martial arts in terms of "qi" and "heart". However, his achievements in other aspects are mediocre. Even a martial artist who is strong in martial arts to the level of the three great masters would not dare to use the sword to protect himself without the protection of true energy.

As everyone knows, although the power of heaven and earth is vast and great, it is not impossible to break the rules. Manpower is limited and endless, and there are thousands of people who can follow the example of reaching the top with a mortal body.

And this is also the biggest difference between Wu Feng and the warriors of this world. Even if he does not use a magnetic field to rotate, he is confident that he can overturn the world of martial arts with only the power of his body and true energy.

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Purely in terms of realm, Fu Nanda may have reached the level of the three great masters, and can even be compared with Ning Daoqi, the No. 1 Taoist in the Central Plains.

It's a pity that martial arts is never just a competition of realms. Don't you see that Wu Zun Bi Xuan is a master of Qi and skills. The warriors on the prairie often compete with the world and practice their domineering skills.

Wu Feng clapped his hands in admiration suddenly, and then burst out laughing.

Jieli was hearing this in a blur, and seeing this, he couldn't help asking: "Why is Feng Zun laughing?"

Wu Feng's expression became calm again, and he said lightly: "I laugh at the national teacher. Although the national teacher created the interesting martial arts theory of Brahma and Woruyi, he also had doubts, and he couldn't make it great in the end."

Fu Nanda's face remained motionless, but his pupils shrank and retracted. It was obvious that Wu Feng's words had hit his vitals, otherwise he would not have been thrown into chaos by Wu Feng's casual counterattack.

Facing Wu Feng's questioning, Fu Nanda clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Jieli's face was slightly gloomy, and his martial arts cultivation was also very good. How could he not hear the meaning in Wu Feng's words, he couldn't help remembering what Wu Zun Bixuan once said to Fu Nanda: Although this man deceives the public with his demonic words, However, on the road of martial arts, he has achieved the true self, the first-class master of the integration of Sanskrit and martial arts, even he dare not win lightly.

He also remembered that day after Bi Xuan saw the section of Tuli's head sent back from the Central Plains, he was silent for a long time and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and sighed: "What a terrifying sword intent to destroy! This person's sword practice has reached an unbelievable level. realm!"

Then Wu Zun Bixuan chose to retreat for the upcoming battle, this is the first time he has been so cautious since he became the world's three great masters.

This person's threat has reached the point where it must be removed.

Xieli finally exploded with murderous intent.

As if a signal, the atmosphere in the camp suddenly became tense, waiting for Xieli to throw a cup as a sign, and the group attacked.

Jieli didn't choose to do it immediately, he glanced at Wu Feng, who had nothing unusual on his face, and suddenly burst out laughing, his voice seemed joyful, but then suddenly became hoarse, and his face sank like water: "I have one more thing to do." I want to ask Feng Zun for advice: A few days ago, a group of demon monks suddenly came from the south on the prairie. They killed everyone they saw. Kill all of these monster monks without leaving them!"

"Come on!" Jieli yelled, and four Turkic warriors entered immediately outside the tent. They each held a golden brocade box in their hands. head.

Song Shidao's face suddenly changed, he had already recognized the owners of these heads.

Jieli laughed loudly, his murderous intent was almost undisguised, "Besides these four villains, I ordered more than 200 bald donkeys to be beheaded, and I paid a full price of thousands of elite wolf riders and more Turkic people. Life. Someone told me that they come from Jingnian Temple, one of the largest Baidao sects in Central China, and they are all masters with profound Buddhist cultivation. Please also ask Feng Zun to tell me, should they be killed?"

Wu Feng smirked: "It really should be killed."

Jieli took a deep look at Wu Feng and said, "But it's not enough. The blood of my Turkic people cannot be shed in vain! The Central Plains must pay the price for this. When my Turkic cavalry went south the next day, blood would be spilled all over the middle land when."

Song Shidao jumped up against the table, and drew his long sword out of its sheath.

Zhao Deyan, Dun Yugu, and Fu Nanda moved around, standing in the other three areas of the tent except Jieli.

All eyes were on the person at the head of the group. Any flaw in the sympathy of Qi and machine would attract them to join forces and make a breakthrough, and they would use all their strength to kill the opponent on the spot.

There was no sign of getting angry at all, and Wu Feng said calmly: "A mere hundred people can exchange ten times the number of Turks. I don't know the population of Turks, so you are not afraid of genocide?"

Jieli laughed loudly, and then turned serious, saying: "It is true that the Central Plains is indeed vast and abundant, and heroes emerge in large numbers. However, when our Turkic cavalry unites hundreds of thousands or millions of people, this power is enough to destroy all enemies!"

Wu Feng sighed leisurely and stood tall.

After a long while, I heard him say slowly: "In the past, when the World Honored One was born, he pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, walked seven steps in a circle, looked around, and said: "Heaven and earth, I am the only one." The "I" here does not refer to Sakyamuni. Ni itself, but refers to everyone of all human beings. Human beings are indomitable in the universe, and everyone is their own master, deciding their own destiny, without having to obey anyone or any superhuman god .”

"Using humans to become gods transcends all things. This is my way."

The next moment, an astonishing air pressure exploded from Wu Feng's body, like thunder and thunderbolts, like a torrent, the gust of wind suddenly rushed into the huge tent, and a figure like a demon god with long hair fluttered, stepping into the center of the field step by step.

All those present were the top masters at the time, seeing this scene, all of them suddenly changed their colors. In the gust of wind, they secretly used their deep skills to resist their figures, but seeing that Feng Zun was full of flaws all over his body, he was as perfect as a mountain looking up. Wuxia, this oppressive feeling of wanting to say something but not being able to say it made them almost want to vomit blood.

In the field, Wu Feng pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, and shouted awe-inspiringly: "I am the sky, the sky without sky!"

The air wave erupted suddenly, as if countless knives and winds cut the face, and in the loud bang, all the tea tables, lamps, wine bottles in the account were cracked, and the precious carpet under the feet was torn into pieces with a "crash", and a gust of airflow that soared into the sky The entire huge golden tent was turned upside down, revealing the scene of the prairie outside, only to see the surrounding violent wind, a piece of flying sand and rocks

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The dozen or so Turkic warriors who were originally guarding outside the tent flew high like kites with broken strings. When they landed, dark red blood flowed from their seven orifices, and their internal organs were smashed by the violent air wave.

The movement here naturally alarmed the entire Yanji, dozens of nearby tents were opened at the same time, thousands of Turkic warriors assembled at the fastest speed, and rushed towards the central tent.

"How can there be such a terrifying person in the world! This person's martial arts cultivation has already reached the unfathomable realm!"

Zhao Deyan and the others turned over and broke through at the last moment. They looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes. They almost turned around and left, but they knew that this would only make them die faster.

Xieli and Dazhi behind him quickly retreated, joining dozens of Turkic masters rushing in all directions. This group of people will ensure his absolute safety.

Without time to think, Ji'an rushed to the sky with a height of four to five feet, but it was the red-browed, tall and thin Dun Yugu who made the first move, shouting loudly, "Khan lives! Do it!"

He spun at high speed in the air, rushed to the top and then suddenly went up to down, and rushed towards Wu Feng in the air, just like a vulture eagle gliding down from a high place to grab the favorite food on the grassland, and swept away with a scorching fire. to.

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Zhao Deyan and Fu Nanda looked at each other, and they rushed out together. Fu Nanda ran wildly for a few steps and suddenly leaped into the air, curled up with his legs wrapped around his knees, and his head got into his crotch, forming a fast-rotating meat ball Gusts of strong wind rushed towards Wu Feng.

Zhao Deyan's body shot out like lightning, and he slapped Wu Feng's forehead. This palm seemed ordinary, but it was actually the essence of Zhao Deyan's lifelong magic skills.Completely locking and enveloping the opponent, stretching the five fingers together, seemingly slow but fast, cleverness in clumsiness, endless changes, this is Zhao Deyan's "Returning Soul Eighteen Claws" starting gesture "Suzaku Rejection".

Behind them, there were more than a dozen Turkic masters who were one step behind them, with swords, guns, swords and halberds tearing through the air and slashing towards Wu Feng's body.