The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Master Song, Master Yu, and all the heroes from Wudang, let's stop here."

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Feng Ji clasped his fists and said goodbye to everyone.

Song Yuanqiao clasped his fists and said, "Everyone in Wudang will remember Hall Master Feng's kindness this time. If there is any mission in the future, Song and the Wudang disciples will definitely come despite the dangers."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "You're welcome. Feng has learned a lot from Master Zhang this time in Wudang. Don't talk about any favors or favors in the future."

Everyone smiled. After a month of getting along, everyone also discovered Hall Master Feng in front of them.

There is no airs at all, and he is not as bloody, ferocious, and surly as the rumors in the world.

Yin Susu looked at Feng Ji and said with red eyes: "Hall Master Feng, can you really find a way to cure Wuji?"

Feng Ji shook his head: "Feng is not sure, but he will do his best."

"Of course, Master Zhang has already gone to Shaolin, and he may gain something. Anyway, Miss Yin can rest assured that Feng will definitely bring the news as soon as possible."

"Everyone, just say goodbye!"

Feng Ji clasped his fists, turned around and walked down the mountain gracefully.

On the mountain road, Song Yuanqiao and others looked at Feng Ji's leaving figure, and their expressions couldn't help but express emotion.

Mo Shenggu and Yin Liting were the youngest. At this time, Yin Liting was the first to speak: "Senior brother, after spending the past month with Hall Master Feng, he doesn't seem to be as surly and cruel as the outside world reports?"

Mo Shenggu couldn't help but nodded and said: "Hall Master Feng doesn't look very old. After getting along with him these days, he seems to have a very casual temperament. He doesn't have too many red tapes. He is just like our master, who doesn't stick to trivial matters."

Zhang Cuishan sighed: "Before, because he was a member of the Demon Cult, I was very wary of him and didn't want to have too close contact with him, but I was too petty."

"Master is right, we are too deeply influenced by the sectarian view. We must not always regard ourselves as a famous and upright sect. I have also gone down to inquire about the deeds of Hall Master Feng. Although his reputation in the world is not very good, he has a good reputation in the world. Among the people, everyone praises him."

Zhang Songxi looked quite emotional when he started talking about the news he had learned at the foot of the mountain this month.

After hearing this, everyone started asking questions.

"Fourth brother, what did you find out?"

"Fourth brother, tell me quickly."

Zhang Songxi smiled and said, "Let's talk while walking."

"I went to Jiangnan this time to find out if there is any solution to the cold poison for Wuji. Along the way, I heard a lot of news about Hall Master Feng."

"Hall Master Feng's Ziwei Hall is now the most powerful branch of the Sky Eagle Sect, with more than 100,000 members under his command."

"This Hall Master Feng is very famous in the eastern Zhejiang area. He defeated the Giant Whale Gang, the Sea Sand Sect, and the Divine Fist Sect. These three gangs even hid in Jiangxi for a time."

"The entire waterway and land route from eastern Zhejiang to Huizhou are all under the control of Ziweitang. The salt transportation, water transportation, ironware and other businesses are also in his hands. It can be said that he is making money every day."

"Hiss, are they so rich?"

"I think Hall Master Feng's clothes are ordinary."

"Don't interrupt, Fourth Brother, continue talking." Yu Lianzhou interrupted Mo Shenggu and the others and said to Zhang Songxi.

Zhang Songxi sighed: "This is the most admirable thing. He didn't keep any of the money he earned for himself. He used all of it to support the rebels and help them buy weapons and horses. At present, among the southern rebels, Zhejiang Province is the most popular one. The rebel army in the east is the largest and most powerful."

"The people in the south of the Yangtze River praise Hall Master Feng as the reincarnation of the God King, who saves the suffering, the Reverend Ziwei. You can tell me that this Venerable Ziwei is totally different from the "Blood-Hand Human Massacre" given to him by the rivers and lakes. do not."

Zhang Songxi's words made the Seven Heroes of Wudang look at each other in shock.

Mo Shenggu couldn't help clapping his fists and saying, "How come such a heroic figure has such a bad reputation in the martial arts world?"

"Killing the Mongolian Tatars and saving the people in the south of the Yangtze River, Hall Master Feng can be considered a great hero after all. Why did the Jianghu people give him such a bad name as [Blood Hand Massacre]?" Yin Liting couldn't help but said angrily.

Zhang Songxi sighed: "I also found this matter very strange, so I went to inquire about it."

"It turns out that Hall Master Feng's nickname came from the mouths of the Giant Whale Gang."

"Just because Hall Master Feng has practiced Kung Fu, he is invincible and unbeatable on the battlefield."

"He has always been fierce and merciless in his attacks. Every time he strikes, his enemies are often shattered to pieces. The scenes are extremely bloody, hence his nickname."

"this……"

The Seven Heroes of Wudang suddenly remembered that day on Wudang Mountain, Feng Ji's attack was indeed ruthless and cruel.

Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but said: "Hall Master Feng is a man of integrity and deserves to be called a hero. Are the Giant Whale Gang and the Sea Sand Sect such good people?"

"Ten years ago, they used poison to plot against each other for the dragon-slaying knife. What kind of trick has not been used?"

Yu Lianzhou couldn't help but nod: "Yes, I once investigated a case, which involved the Haisha Sect and the Giant Whale Gang. The top leaders of these two gangs have actually been colluding with the Baoyuan government to secretly resell salt and seduce salt. Indiscriminate hair will make life difficult for the people of Jiangnan, and these people are also accomplices."

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but sigh and said: "What you hear is worse than what you see. No wonder Master always teaches us that it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil. If the disciples of the upright sect have evil intentions, they are evil disciples. As long as those in the evil sect are dedicated to good, He is a gentleman."

The other heroes couldn't help but express emotion.

Yin Susu stood among them and couldn't help but feel happy from the bottom of her heart when she heard them praising Feng Ji and praising the Sky Eagle Sect as a martyr against the Mongolians.

Even though she was worried about her son, her mood improved a lot.

Feng Ji didn't know that this month, his impression of the Wudang Party had greatly changed.

At this time, we went all the way down the mountain, found a ferry, and headed west, passing through Xiangyang and entering Hanzhong.

The boats kept coming and the river was surging.

On this day, the ship arrived in Shuchuan.

Feng Ji was sitting on the bow of the boat, looking at the green mountains and green waters of Sichuan River, thinking about the method of refining Qi.

Little by little, the acquired Qi in the body is slowly transformed into the innate Qi, which is stored in the Dantian.

At the same time, he also understood the secret of Zhang Sanfeng’s Tai Chi.

This type of Tai Chi emphasizes the importance of moving later, stopping first, using stillness to stop, and using slowness to hit fast.

But the basis of all this is quick response.

Otherwise, you won't be able to parry when someone hits you. If you are slow, you are too slow, but you can't even block it. How can you use slowness to fight fast?

The so-called reaction power refers to mental power.

If you have strong mental power, your reaction speed will naturally be quick.

In this Tai Chi mental method, intention is actually the body and force is the use. The intention is to put the force first, the force can be used at will, and the body is used in the same way, then it is like a source of water, nourishing the body, mind and life.

This shows that Zhang Sanfeng is already combining the cultivation of spiritual power with internal martial arts.

Although Tai Chi has not yet been created, there is no doubt that Zhang Sanfeng has already embarked on the path of creating Tai Chi.

At this time, Feng Ji also noticed the method of cultivating spiritual power, and was trying to find a way to integrate the essence, energy, and spirit into one body and store it in the Dantian to form innate energy.

"ah--"

Suddenly, Feng Ji, who was deep in thought, suddenly heard a scream from outside the boat.

Immediately, he saw his boatman falling headlong into the river.

He frowned immediately, and immediately flashed out of the cabin, looking towards the water.

But suddenly, a water army appeared on the water.

At this time, the navy was rowing desperately, but the hull of the ship had cracked, a large amount of river water poured in, and the ship gradually tilted, and it seemed that it could not be saved.

Countless soldiers on the boat screamed and jumped into the water.

A group of Mongolian Tatars on the shore were holding bows and arrows and shooting arrows constantly, aiming at the soldiers on the ship.

His own boat was actually within range.

The boatman was unlucky and was shot by a stray arrow.

Feng Ji looked at the boat that was about to sink.

There was actually a flag with the word "Zhou" erected on the ship.

His heart suddenly moved: "This is Jiangxi Zhou Ziwang's rebel army? It's strange, how did Zhou Ziwang's army reach Sichuan?"

Doubtful in his heart, Feng Ji didn't hesitate too much. He jumped up, grabbed the boatman who had been hit by the arrow, and carried him up.

The boatman was hit by an arrow in his shoulder, but he was still alive.

At this time, he was in shock, his face was pale, and he shouted: "Guest, save me..."

Feng Ji said in a deep voice: "Hold on."

He then stretched out his hand a little, sealed the boatman's acupuncture point, helped him pull out the arrow, tore open the boatman's clothes and simply bandaged it.

He then stood up and said: "It's a flesh wound. Just hide in the cabin and you'll be fine. I'll go kill the Tatars."

Immediately, he jumped up suddenly, tapped his feet lightly, and the water surface suddenly rippled.

He was like an eagle, lightly skimming the water, then shot up again and flew to the shore.

Feng Ji had already obtained the method of Qinggong from the Wudang Sect. Now his agility had reached fifty points, and his speed was no longer what it was when he started fighting with Yin Tianzheng.

Da da da……

With a few gentle steps on the water, he had already crossed dozens of meters and was only a few meters away from the shore.

The Mongolian Tatars had also discovered him a long time ago, and someone shouted loudly.

The next moment, arrows were shot towards Feng Ji.

Woo woo woo...

Terrible whistling sounds continued to pierce the sky, and arrows came like dense raindrops.

Feng Ji had no expression on his face, he was in the air, and he blasted out with a palm out of thin air!

boom!

The terrifying internal force exploded, causing the air to explode violently.

The huge palm force creates a small-scale air wave.

Whistling and curling up arrows in the air.

Some of the arrows were directly hit by Feng Ji's palm and exploded!

In an instant, the rain of arrows in the sky cleared, and Feng Ji had already fallen to the shore.

At this moment, the second round of arrow rain came again.

However, Feng Jiren stamped his foot suddenly in mid-air.

The internal energy exploded for the second time, and in an instant, the body was several meters taller out of thin air!

Wudang Ladder Cloud Zong!

This light skill relies on internal force to forcibly compress, and the instantaneous explosion of stepping on the air, using this force to climb high and fly.

Some internal force compression and explosion techniques are used here, which is a method of light power explosion that other sects do not have.

It is also a Qinggong body method unique to the Wudang sect.

Feng Ji obtained the Tai Chi Sutra from Zhang Sanfeng, which recorded some Wudang techniques, including the Tiyun Zong method.

However, when Wudang disciples use this method, they can only rise a few feet higher out of thin air. They will never be able to climb several meters higher like Feng Ji.

It is true that Feng Ji's internal strength is tyrannical, and at the same time his mental strength is strong. The intensity of the compressed internal strength is also amazing than that of ordinary Wudang disciples, and he can naturally fly higher.

At this moment, Feng Ji rose up again out of thin air and instantly dodged the flying arrows.

A cold light flashed in his eyes. He was in the air, and his palms of luck suddenly hit the ground!

"Iron Palm Kung Fu!"

Boom boom——!

There were two terrifying loud noises, and his hands, as big as millstones, swung out violently.

The air below instantly dented, and with the powerful palm force, the compressed air was instantly squeezed together.

The next moment it exploded, forming a huge roar of air waves.

The terrifying power directly killed six or seven Mongolian Tatars below.

But I saw that the heads of several Mongolian Tatars were instantly blown open by the pressure of the air waves, blood spattered everywhere, and their brains collapsed.

Boom!

Feng Ji fell to the ground with a crash, and the Mongolian Tatars around him howled and roared, and slashed at Feng Ji fiercely with their spears and scimitars.

Feng Ji roared wildly, and the strong energy around his body protected him, and a huge reverberating sound of bang bang bang sounded.

Suddenly, the chopped swords, guns, swords and sticks exploded.

All the Mongol Tatars who took action were shocked by the internal force, and their arms shattered!

With Feng Ji's current skill, even Shaolin sect Kong Wen's arm was broken when he hit him with his palm, let alone these Mongolian Tatars?

Feng Ji laughed ferociously and punched out. The air roared and exploded above the fist, forming a huge roaring air wave.

Immediately, the five or six people in front were directly blasted by the force of the palm, their chests were shattered by the explosion, and they vomited blood.

At this moment, suddenly a Mongolian man riding a powerful horse suddenly pulled the reins. The powerful horse raised its front hooves high and stampeded towards Feng Ji's front door.

Feng Ji turned his palms, formed tiger claws with his five fingers, and grabbed the war horse with his iron finger skills.

Immediately, his arms suddenly exerted force and pulled violently to both sides!

Pfft——

In an instant, blood spurted out, and the horse let out a shocking wail.

He was actually torn apart alive by Feng Ji!

The Mongolian officer on horseback had a face full of horror and disbelief.

He screamed wildly, kicked his horse, jumped off, and tried to escape.

But while he was still in the air, Feng Ji punched him.

With a bang, the fist instantly penetrated the man's waist and abdomen.

As Feng Jigang's Qi exploded, it split into pieces with a bang and exploded into pulp.

Feng Ji laughed wildly: "Beasts, don't even think about leaving!"

He was like lightning, looming among the Mongolian cavalry.

He casually grabbed a broken spear, even though there was no spear head, he penetrated it with great force, sent it forward suddenly, and immediately inserted it into the chests of several Mongolian soldiers.

With another slight twist, there was a loud bang and the body split open.

Then he turned around and swept across, and suddenly there was a continuous muffled explosion.

It was mixed with a lot of bone cracking and wailing sounds.

In just a few breaths, more than half of the Mongolian soldiers on the shore had been killed.

The remaining Mongolian Tatars screamed and wailed in fear, turned around and fled.

Feng Ji did not catch up, but picked up the arrow on the ground.

Throw it out violently.

Suddenly arrows roared through the air, and popping sounds were heard one after another.

The fleeing Mongolian soldiers fell to the ground like wheat and died.

In an instant, Feng Ji threw four or five more arrows out, directly clearing all the Mongolian Tatars on the shore.

The only living creatures left were the horses.

However, the horses were frightened by Feng Ji's horrific killing and ran wildly on the shore.

Some even panicked and fell into the river.

Feng Ji laughed loudly and flicked his arm, throwing away the blood and flesh on his body.

He looked back at the river and saw the rebels flopping in the river.

Then he turned around and broke some trees casually and threw them into the river.

Those drowning people suddenly had a point of support and hugged the trees.

Many people drifted to the shore, supported each other, and climbed ashore.

Some people also lowered boats from the collapsed ship and rescued people in the water and ashore.

After a while, everyone who could survive in the water climbed out.

Among this group of people, a tall, muscular man led two teenagers, a man and a woman, over.

The man came to Feng Ji. Without saying a word, he knelt down on one knee, cupped his fist and said, "Thank you so much, hero, for saving me. Chang Yuchun kowtows to you!"

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows and was surprised. This person was actually Chang Yuchun?

He immediately helped the other person up and asked, "Which rebel army are you from?"

"The villain is a subordinate of the King of Zhou in Jiangxi. My master was killed by the Mongolian Tatars in Xinyang. Before he died, he ordered me to take the young master and the young lady away, but I didn't want to... I was blocked by the Mongolian Tatars again. Fortunately, the hero saved me. , haven’t you asked the hero for your surname?”

Chang Yuchun looked at Feng Ji with tears in his eyes and asked.

Feng Ji secretly thought that it was a coincidence, he didn't expect to meet Chang Yuchun here.

According to the original plot, Zhang Sanfeng would meet them in the Han River.

On my way here, I met Chang Yuchun's troops in advance.

He immediately smiled and said: "You don't have to call me a hero. My surname is Feng, and my name only has the character Ji. Just call me Brother Feng."

Hearing this, Chang Yuchun suddenly raised his head, his face full of surprise: "You...are you the master of Zhejiang Tianying Sect's Ziwei Hall, the master of Feng Ji?"

Feng Ji was stunned: "Do you recognize me?"

"Hahaha, how can my subordinates not know the name of Hall Master Feng?"

"When my lord was in trouble in Yuanzhou, he was able to escape from Jiangxi thanks to the support from the brothers of the Sky Eagle Sect in Zhejiang. Although he was defeated, he was rescued by the brothers of the Sky Eagle Sect."

"I never expected that I would meet you here today and be saved by you again. Please pay my respects to Chang Yuchun again."

At this moment, Chang Yuchun prostrated himself and kowtowed.

Feng Ji quickly helped him up and said, "It doesn't have to be like this. You are all heroes fighting against the Mongols, and everyone in the world will help you."

"Who are these two people around you?"

"Ah, this is my young master Zhou Hang, and this is my young lady."

The young man seemed a little intimidated and did not dare to look at Feng Ji.

On the other hand, the girl looked soft and weak, but was very strong. She protected the young man and looked up at Feng Ji.

She is not very old, but she has a beautiful face and is a complete beauty.

Feng Ji smiled and said, "What's your name?"

The girl's voice was soft and weak, and she said: "My surname is Zhou. My father said that I was born in Zhijiang, Hunan, and named me Zhou Zhiruo."

Feng Ji was stunned and suddenly a little surprised.

Zhou Zhiruo?

This girl is actually Zhou Zhiruo?

Strange, isn’t Zhou Zhiruo the daughter of a boatman from Han River?

How did she become Zhou Ziwang's daughter?

Feng Ji looked strange. He didn't expect that she would be among the people saved this time.

At that moment, Feng Ji looked at Chang Yuchun: "She is Zhou Ziwang's daughter?"

"Exactly." Chang Yuchun nodded.

Feng Ji couldn't figure out what went wrong and looked at Zhou Zhiruo in confusion for a while.

Although Zhou Zhiruo is young, she also knows the difference between men and women.

When Feng Ji looked at him like this, his face suddenly turned red.

Feng Ji came back to his senses, immediately looked away, and said, "Where are you planning to go?"

"The villain wants to escort the young master to find Master Peng Yingyu. As long as the young master is here, the rebel army will still be there. As long as Master Peng ascends and calls out, the rebel army will come to surrender."

Chang Yuchun expressed his thoughts.

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "That's fine. It's just that the Mongols are chasing after me right now. You must be careful not to reveal your identity. If you really have nowhere to go, you can go to the south of the Yangtze River to find my disciples of the Tianying Sect."

As he spoke, he took out a token and said: "This is my Ziwei Hall token. If you take this token, the disciples of Tianying Sect will recognize each other."

Chang Yuchun quickly took the token, his face beaming with joy: "Thank you, Hall Master Feng."

Zhou Hang and Zhou Zhiruo also quickly knelt down to thank him.

Feng Ji waved his hand, helped them up, and said, "I have other things to attend to this time, otherwise I would personally escort you."

Chang Yuchun was about to say something when suddenly the Mongolian shouts of killing came from the distance, and there were also the sounds of many horse hooves. There were so many people coming!

Feng Ji's expression suddenly darkened and he said, "You go first, I'll stay here for you to break up the rear."

Everyone got up in a hurry, Chang Yuchun thanked him again and again, and was urged by Feng Ji to get on the boat.

The rest spread out and fled in different directions along the river bank to attract the enemy's attention and protect Zhou Hang and others from escaping.

Feng Ji stood on the shore and faced the Mongolian Tatars.

Chang Yuchun took the boat all the way, heading east along the road Feng Ji took.

He was thinking about Feng Ji's words and wanted to pay attention to hiding his identity, so he hired a boatman and asked Zhou Zhiruo and Zhou Hang to pretend to be the boatman's son and daughter and continue to escape on the river.

Passing through Hanzhong that day, they encountered the Mongolian Tatars who were pursuing them.

He was outnumbered and was slapped, and his vision suddenly turned black.

The enemy fired an arrow and hit Zhou Hang at once.

Zhou Hang was immediately seriously injured. Chang Yuchun yelled angrily and tried his best to protect the injured Zhou Hang and Zhou Zhiruo escaped by boat.

When they arrived at Hanshui four days later, they were once again overtaken by the Mongolian army.

Zhou Hang was shot to death by an arrow again, and Chang Yuchun was hit in the heart with the Heart-Destroying Palm and was immediately seriously injured.

The boatman was shot to death with an arrow, leaving Zhou Zhiruo crying on the boat.

Seeing that Chang Yuchun was about to be killed, at this moment, an old Taoist appeared with a pale young man.

The old Taoist shouted: "The Mongolian Tatars are destroying the people again!"

With one move, Chang Yuchun and others were saved.

This veteran was none other than Zhang Sanfeng.