Verdict of Fate

Xiao Xiangfeng knew that the situation was bad. He didn't expect Qing Yizi to have such a chilling ability. He shouted loudly, "Everyone, run!"

The surrounding assassins were all blown away by the wind. Suddenly, the wind grew several times stronger. A tornado shot straight up into the sky. Xiao Xiangfeng pulled Sima Ling Wei behind him.

Qing Yizi, on the other hand, was completely confused. With an explosive sound, everyone in the village was shocked.

The tornado gathered all the clouds in the sky. The entire island sank into darkness. The assassin knew that this was a sign before death. He had already signed a contract with death.

Every day was filled with fatigue. And just when everyone was in despair, a miracle happened.

Not long after, an elder walked out. Old and weak body, a walking stick with a dragon's head. The old man raised his other hand. Suddenly, a black tornado that was a hundred times stronger than Qing Yizi's shot up into the sky. This time, the entire island shook and the sky rumbled with thunder and lightning. Darkness, fear, an unimaginable gaze from the laughing to the heart of the wind ignited.

The two hurricanes each stood still. At this time, the old man called out, "Disciple!" After not seeing him for a few years, his cultivation had improved greatly! This old man is very happy! "Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, everyone was confused. The village chief was actually the master of the Dark Envoy! When he thought of the fact that he had never fought against the other party in so many years, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

Qingyi Zi said, "Thank you for your prejudice, Master. But I wonder if my Flame Dragon can be a match for Master's Flame Dragon! "

As he finished speaking, two long tornados wrapped around each other and sparks flew in all directions. The huge impact broke all the surrounding trees. Sand and rocks flew everywhere.

The old man suddenly revealed a kind smile and said, "Seems like you have made quite a bit of progress!" "Alright, this old man will teach you!" "Flying Dragon in the Sky!"

Before he finished his sentence, the black hurricane was immediately set ablaze. Just like this, one black and one red. They were entangled together. Qing Yi suddenly felt her entire body burning. All the energy in his body was sucked out without him realizing it. The two hurricanes immediately disappeared, and Qingyi landed on the ground. She looked at the old man in front of her and said, "Disciple isn't very skilled." not yet with Master. "

The latter stroked her beard and laughed loudly. Come! Let me see a disciple I haven't seen in ten years! "

Qing Yi walked up to him. The old man smiled benevolently and dispelled the coldness on his face. "My disciple became a top assassin in the world." Dark Emissary! Hm! Very good! "You did not embarrass this old man!"

Smiling at Sima Ling who was approaching, he said, "This is."

Qingyi Zi said, "The nameless monk!"

Xiao Xiang Feng suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air. This was the legendary nameless killer, the nameless monk. It was enviable to have such skills.

Nameless leaned on his dragon-headed cane and walked over to Laughing Facing the Wind, smiling benevolently. "Young man! You must be looking for me! "

With these words, Xiao Xiangfeng was instantly stunned. How did he know? Did he become an immortal? Xiao Xun Feng bowed respectfully and said, "Hello! My name is Xiao Xiang Feng! "

Xiao Xiangfeng looked at this old man in disbelief. He truly couldn't believe that there was actually such a master in the current society. His entire life had truly been lived in vain.

Nameless' eyes narrowed as he chuckled and said, "En! I see that you have boundless power hidden within your body.

Qingyi Zi said, "He drank my medicinal wine, this kid is indeed a good material for martial arts practice." I only drink this once a day. He actually drank my gourd of wine! "

Nameless stopped and started to size him up. "Do you really want to learn martial arts?"

Suddenly, Xiao Xiang Feng was at a loss for words. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yes, I do want to learn."

The old man smiled and said, "That's good. You and I are fated. As long as you can endure this suffering, you will definitely become a great person in the future!"

Xiao Xiangfeng was more excited than ever. He took a step forward and knelt down, "Master, please accept this disciple's bow!"

Seeing that he had succeeded in becoming his disciple's disciple, Sima Ling moved closer with a smile on his face, "Old grandpa! Your beard is so lovely! "

The old man's expression froze and he didn't know how to reply. He gave a wooden smile and said, "You little girl! I'm old. You tease me. Sigh! "The children these days really don't speak!"

Sima Ling grinned and ran to the old man's side, walking away together with him.

Smiling at the wind, he thought to himself: It seems this person is not that difficult to get close to. He looks much more amiable.

That's right, Nameless was such a person. He wasn't as scary as the other killers, but he could make others believe him.

Nameless led the way to a bamboo grove, where a hut stood before them. Clearly, this was his residence. Outside, there was a wooden fence and a group of chickens in the yard. Beside him was a small yellow dog.

When Xiao Xiang Feng saw all this, he felt like he was hiding in the mountains. Could this be what the ancient times meant? But no matter what, there was an indescribable sense of security here.

Sima Ling supported the old man and said, "Old grandpa! Do you accept female disciples? "

Listening to this, Nameless threw a long laugh at the sky. He laughed along with his beard and said, "I don't dare to take you in. I'm afraid that my old bones will suffer from your torture!"

Sima Ling pouted and said, "Humph! You old bastard! "If you don't want to accept it, then don't want to accept it!"

There was a burst of laughter. Sima Ling also did not know why. The first time he saw the old man, he felt a sense of familiarity. Very kind.

Senior Nameless saw that she was very mischievous and clever. He himself admired her and allowed her to mess around. Just like this, a few days later, the few of them got along quite well, as if they were a family.

Senior Nameless is a famous assassin in the martial arts world. They were able to suppress the others. As he was growing older, he could not bear the torment any longer. He had no choice but to leave the martial arts world and live in seclusion here.

Qing Yizi was his only disciple, and it was said that the master of Senior Nameless was a legend of his generation. Nameless and him had not seen his real body for decades. Coming and going without a trace. As the saying goes, 'will come.' In the beautiful setting sun, this scene would eventually come to an end. After all, he wasn't a god. He didn't know how he died, but he shouldn't have been killed or how powerful he was. Stunned ~ ~ If he doesn't die, then he's even scarier ~ ~ Ha!

Qing Yi was sent by Senior Nameless to handle important matters. Even though he was not in the martial arts world, he still needed to know a little about it.

After Qing Yizi left, senior finished arranging Xiao Xiangfeng's entire day. From three in the morning, he practiced his basic skills, which was to train his internal energy. Of course, it was not very complicated, but very simple. He had to work hard and go fetch water and chop firewood after three in the morning. Feed the chickens. At six o'clock, Sima Ling was calling him to dinner.

Of course, the cooking was done by Sima Lingwei.

The morning was the most precious time, one could not let it slip away for nothing. Running was the best way to train one's inner force, but running a hundred laps around the forest was like laughing at the wind. Four hundred meters per lap, let's calculate for ourselves!

There was no rest time at noon to avoid laziness. After the meal, it would be Senior Nameless' mental cultivation method lesson, 'Taiji' mental cultivation method.

Xiao Xiang Feng did not have any extra time, even to go to the toilet to ask for instructions.

Taichi mental cultivation method was an extremely profound fist theory. Xiao Xiangfeng was indeed a good material for practicing martial arts. Although he did not understand the secrets behind it, he still studied it day and night.

(The Primal was born, and so was the Mother of Yin and Yang.) When moving, it is divided into two parts; when still, it is always the same; when unsurpassed, it extends along with the tune. As soon as I was gone, I followed my words; as soon as I moved, I moved, I moved slowly, I moved slowly, I moved slowly, I moved slowly, I moved slowly, I walked slowly, I walked slowly, I walked slowly, I walked slowly, I walked slowly, I walked slowly, I walked slowly, I walked slowly, I walked slowly. It is consistent with the vicissitudes of life. From familiarity to understanding strength, from understanding strength to understanding God.

However, he couldn't use force for a long time, so he couldn't use it all at once. Virtual spirit against the strength, Qi into the dantian, unbiased, occasionally appearing and disappearing. The left heavy was the left heavy was the right Yao; People don't know me, I only know people. Heroes are invincible, and so are the domes. There were many doors to the technique, and although there was a difference in power, there was no difference in calling him strong and bullying the weak, allowing him to be fast to the ears. Powerful fighting techniques that allowed one to be slow in one's hands was a natural ability that did not concern one's learning. He could see that the old man was capable of controlling the masses, so how could he do it so quickly? Standing like a flat, live like a wheel; heavy with heavy, double with stagnation. Every time I see a few years of pure skill, can not be transformed, the rate of self-made, double disease unspoken (enlightened) ear. To avoid this disease, one must know Yin and Yang. Sticky is walking, while walking is sticking. Yang does not leave Yin, Yin does not leave Yang, Yin and Yang coalesce, Fang is the understanding of the force. After understanding the strength, the stronger he became, the more refined he became. He tried to figure it out and gradually found himself doing what he wanted. Originally, he had abandoned himself to others and had chosen to abandon the distance. As the saying goes, the slightest mistake is a thousand miles away. Scholars cannot be inaccurate, it is a theory. The Long Fists, such as the Yangtze River (River) also spout on. "If you push and squeeze your way through the awning, you'll have to lean on your elbow to keep the gossip going.

He looked around and saw the five elements as well. He moved and moved, so that the Qiankun was not far from the four normal directions. He moved and moved with his hands on his elbows, so that he was able to reach the four sloping angles of Sunflower and Burgundy; he was also made of metal, wood, water, fire and earth. If combined, it would be the Thirteen Forces.)

Xiao Xiang Feng looked at the manual in his book and shook his head. He didn't have any clues, so he didn't understand it at all. All he did was learn the basic moves.

At night, Laughing to the Wind was still practicing today's boxing style.

"The fist is like a shooting star, the waist is like a snake, the feet are like a drill; the tail is straight and the top is connected to the bottom; the body is composed and restrained; the head is suspended; Yin and Yang are both swift and weak; the life is in the middle of the waist."

"The main point of training …" Senior Nameless walked out from the side.

Laughing towards the wind, he scratched his head, "Master! This punch was too slow! If it really was an opponent fighting! We must not lose out! "

The latter laughed while looking up at the sky. To be ever-changing! This was the purpose of Taiji. As long as you practice more, you will be able to understand the profoundness behind it. However, you need to have a calm heart and not have any ripples. "

Although Xiao Xiang Feng didn't understand, he still nodded without blushing.