"Oh?" Huang Chang was a little surprised. The other party's tone seemed to compare that person with himself. It seemed that he was also a master at the level of a grand master. But looking at the world, there are only a handful of people at his level, and half of them have become masters. A handful of loess, "I don't know who that person is?"
"That man will enter the palace today, so the time is almost up soon." Zhao Gou replied.
Huang Chang looked out the door and said in a deep voice, "It's already here."
"Amitabha, Layman Huang really has profound skills. The poor monk has deliberately restrained his breath, but he was still noticed by the benefactor." There was a burst of laughter, and soon a man dressed as a monk came in from the door.
It is said that he is dressed like a monk but not that he is a monk. The main reason is that this person looks really weird. He is obviously a big bald head, and traces of ring scars can be vaguely seen on his head, but he is unkempt, not like a normal monk. The emphasis on deportment formed a great contrast, and more importantly, he was carrying a huge wine gourd on his waist. How could a monk drink alcohol
However, Huang Chang thought of someone from his breath, and said coldly: "Back then, you said that the old man's "Nine Yin Manual" was too feminine, and then created another "Nine Yang Magic"?"
The monk was startled, but he was calm: "Lady Huang really has good eyesight, and he immediately saw the origin of the poor monk. It is true that he won half a chip in the wine fight with Wang Chongyang back then, and he borrowed the "Nine Yin Scriptures" After looking at it, I really have this sigh.”
It turned out that he was the wine monk who won the "Nine Yin Manual" from Wang Chongyang back then. After reading it, he couldn't stop being inspired, and then created the "Nine Yang Manual".
If Song Qingshu is here, he must be sighing, this is the real great master, the five masters of the Central Plains are very famous in the Jianghu, but except for Wang Chongyang, others have studied the "Nine Yin Manual" for decades, and often Martial arts made great progress, and Wang Chongyang mastered the entire "Nine Yin Manual" within a few days. The wine monk was even more exaggerated.
"Since I look down on the old man's "Nine Yin Scriptures", let's see how much you are." As soon as Huang Shang finished speaking, he appeared in front of the monk. His hands were as black as ink, as if he had come from Under the Nine Nethernesses, there was a strange luster, and it grabbed the monk's big acupoints all over his body.
Zhao Gou on the dragon chair felt that the air in the room had become extremely thick, and he couldn't help frowning. He knew that this was Huang Chang's domain, and he changed the rules of the surrounding environment to a certain extent. No mercy.
These two people are his greatest reliance, if he gets hurt later, won't all his plans come to naught
Intent to stop, Zhao Gou finally kept his mouth shut. After all, it is rare for people of this level to fight each other. The next plan is extremely dangerous. Let them fight each other to understand their respective martial arts characteristics, so that they can cooperate better at that time.
"Amitabha!" The wine-fighting monk put his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name. The slovenly appearance of playing in the world instantly became solemn, and bursts of golden light radiated from within three feet of his body, dispelling the incomparably rich black energy brought by the yellow clothes.
"Om, well, what, ba, me, hum!" The wine monk continued to form various complex Buddha seals with his hands, and met the ghostly nine-yin white bone claws of the other party.
Huang Chang's complexion changed slightly. Although his Nine-Yin White Bone Claw was extremely lethal, it carried a strange evil spirit from the beginning of its creation. When it came across the Buddhist seal, it seemed to be somewhat restrained.
"Hmph! Buddhism has seals, but don't we Taoists?" Huang Chang reacted quickly, and the nine-yin white bone claws instantly changed into mysterious handprints, and the ghostly air suddenly became a bit out of the dust, "Lin, Soldier, fight, person, all, formation, row, forward, line!"
The nine-character mantra handprint is the secretary's handprint popular among Taoists and military strategists. It comes from "Baopuzi Nei Pian Deng She" written by Ge Hong in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. How could Huang Chang not know that he had already created a powerful technique based on it when he practiced Taoism in the past.
As for the nine-character mantra of "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Array, Column, Zai, Qian" in Japanese ninjutsu, the last two words were copied by mistake when they were introduced to Japan from China.
Fighting wine monk and Huang Chang, one is a master of Buddhism and the other is a great master of Taoism. The two of them exchanged dozens of moves in an instant with their handprints. It is huge, but not even a single porcelain cup in the room is broken. This is the difference between great masters and ordinary masters. They can perfectly control every bit of strength, and don't waste a single bit of true energy on things other than the target.
"You two, please stop." Zhao Gou felt that the time was almost up, and stood up to stop him. If they were to continue fighting, it might cause some damage.
"The Nine Suns Scripture really deserves its reputation." In the blink of an eye, Huang Chang had returned behind Zhao Gou, and his arms were faintly hot, obviously being invaded by the opponent's Nine Yangs True Qi, his brows were slightly frowned, As soon as the nine yin zhenqi in the body circulated, it expels the heat above the arms.
"The monk was too boastful back then, it seems that he didn't comprehend the essence of the Nine Yin Scriptures." The wine monk returned to his slovenly appearance, took down the big jug and took a sip of wine, and by the way, activated his internal energy to activate Wei Wei on his arm Frozen meridians.
Zhao Gou was overjoyed and said: "Haha, I have two helpers, so why not worry about things not being done in the future!"
The wine monk smiled slightly: "In the past, the royal family of Zhao and Song Dynasty had kindness to the poor monk's ancestors. The poor monk came here this time to repay the karma, and then he will travel around the world." His implication is also very clear, he will only help This time, there will be no debts from now on, let Zhao Gou stop thinking about using him as a thug in the future.
Zhao Gou said with a smile, "it's natural. How can I force you to pay attention to the monk after it's done?" Just as he was about to find someone to prepare a feast of vegetarian food and wine for the two of them, the wine monk said to Huang Shang, "the battle just happened, and the poor monk's heart Suddenly I have a lot of feelings, would Brother Huang be willing to talk at night by candlelight?"
Huang Chang gave a rare smile: "I can't ask for it."
Then the two ignored Zhao Gou and walked out together, and there were voice fragments from time to time:
"A solitary yin does not grow, and a solitary yang does not grow. The monk thinks that the harmony of yin and yang is the right way."
"Otherwise, from my view of the vastness of the universe, the entire universe is definitely in a state of yin and yang decline, not in balance."
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Looking at the figures of the two leaving, Zhao Gou was not angry at all, but looked at the direction of Jia's Mansion in the south of the city from a distance, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Besides, in the city of Chengdu, Shen Bijun went to bed very shyly, Song Qingshu turned over naturally and hugged her charming body in his arms, causing her heart to tremble.
Fortunately, the other party did not make any further moves, Shen Bijun breathed a sigh of relief, his heart pounded, he thought wildly for half the night, and finally fell asleep in a daze.
Song Qingshu couldn't sleep. Although he didn't have any information about it, he had a strong feeling that the succession ceremony of the head of Wudang would definitely not be smooth sailing.