"Do you still have double cultivation?" Yu Wenhong asked.
Although You Mengzhe was a little interested, he felt that the scene last night was too intense. Now his feet are weak, he is still a little unsteady when he stands up, and his lower body is even more numb, so he said: "No, let me exercise a few times. sky."
You Mengzhe felt as if he was falling apart, but he was in good spirits. He probed out of the cave and saw that the rain had stopped outside, but it was still cloudy. Yu Wenhong waited for him to put on his clothes, put them on himself, and tied his belt. You Mengzhe was lying on the edge of the hole watching, and Yu Wenhong hugged his waist by the edge of the hole to prevent him from falling.
"Why is there still a pine tree?" You Mengzhe said.
Yu Wenhong said: "Mostly it is for those who jump off the cliff."
You Mengzhe nodded, finally got the mood to look at the cave today, and saw that the cave was long and narrow, and there seemed to be a universe inside. He said casually: "Maybe he's a peerless expert, martial arts secrets or something, let's go in and have a look."
Yu Wenhong followed You Mengzhe, and there was still a passage after entering the cave. A road in the dark tunnel turned downwards. You Mengzhe walked ahead carefully, and Yu Wenhong supported him from the back to prevent him from falling. After walking for a long time, the front Some light can be seen vaguely.
Walking out of the cave, the surroundings suddenly became bright, and it was actually the middle of the mountainside of Mount Modai, a ray of sky full of exotic flowers and plants!
There is a towering tree in the center, and sword techniques and sword moves are engraved on the surrounding cliffs. Under the big tree, there is a small grid made of stone slabs.
There is also a stone tablet in front of the stone slab, covered with moss, chiseled on it: "The place where the sword god Yan Jiutian is buried".
There is another line of small characters below: "If you want to enter the old man's door, first behave yourself, kowtow nine heads in front of the stone slab to worship the master, you can get a copy of the old man's sword practice secret book, the magic soldier nine days Jinzun shakes the eight wilds and the true phoenix sword , to avenge the old man, to fulfill the wish that the old man had not fulfilled before his death."
"If you don't kowtow, you will be killed."
You Mengzhe said: "Sure enough!"
Yu Wenhong nodded and said, "Sure enough."
Knowing that such places usually have martial arts secrets, a box was placed in front of the dead bone. Yu Wenhong looked around and said, "The fruit on this small tree is edible. There are probably traps on the ground. If you don't kowtow, the box There will be hidden weapons in it."
You Mengzhe looked down at the box and said, "Pick some."
Yu Wenhong said: "Take the box, turn your hands and open it towards the bone, and all the traps will shoot at him."
You Mengzhe thought to himself that people were dead, and it would not be good to destroy the corpse after all, so he picked up the box, turned it over, opened it towards the ground, shot out a bunch of steel nails with a clatter, and hit them all on the ground, saying: "Sure enough, there is a mechanism, let us The Demon Cult will play with the rest."
Yu Wenhong smiled, picked some fruits and came over. The two sat and ate. You Mengzhe flipped through the swordsmanship secret book, which was divided into two volumes. Huang Zhenhuang Divine Art (Part 2), the first volume is all practiced internal strength and foundation-building methods, while the second volume is broken and incomplete, all of which are sword techniques.
You Mengzhe said: "Is this exercise useful?"
Yu Wenhong took it over and looked at it, and said, "This is the magic skill of Huang Rank, it's useless."
You Mengzhe said: "But in the preface, it is said that the martial arts in the Central Plains are invincible."
Yu Wenhong said: "All the secret books say so, hundreds of years ago, now martial arts are updated very quickly."
You Mengzhe nodded, and asked again: "Huang-level magical skill?"
Yu Wenhong wiped the fruit for You Mengzhe to eat, and explained with gestures: "Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang, the magical skills of Huang level, the last one."
You Mengzhe sighed and nodded, and said, "What level do you cultivate?"
Yu Wenhong said: "Heaven-level, our martial arts in Canghai Pavilion are all heaven-level."
You Mengzhe took Yu Wenhong's hand and asked, "Mine too?"
Yu Wenhong hooked You Mengzhe's fingers and said, "The Zhuanyang scriptures were taken away by your mother to Yuheng Mountain, not the scriptures of the Demon Sect."
You Mengzhe was very surprised, and asked again: "Then what Taiyin formula did my father practice?"
Yu Wenhong said: "Earth."
You Mengzhe: "Sun Bin and others, and those martial arts practitioners..."
Yu Wenhong replied: "Water drifting is a mysterious level. Those people still have some skills that are not ranked high. They are not popular. They are not magic skills, but martial arts. There is a difference between magical skills and martial arts... there is a difference."
You Mengzhe looked at the Eight Desolation True Phoenix Divine Art over and over again, and finally said: "It's useless?"
Yu Wenhong said: "It's useless, throw it away."
You Mengzhe threw away the secret book and said, "I thought there was something good about it."
Yu Wenhong said: "The secrets of martial arts are not considered money. When you were young, you used them to fold them. The ones that you ripped open and folded airplanes are... "The Art of Moving the Mountains and Filling the Seas and Collapsing the Heavens". If it’s useless, give it to the villagers down the mountain to practice.”
You Mengzhe remembered what his father You Gutian said, and said: "That's right, Dad said before that ordinary martial arts are worthless. Everyone doesn't have the patience to practice for decades, and even if they are successful, there are strong hands among the strong. Going out to fight with people is also exhausting. If you want to practice, you have to practice differently from others. Nowadays, you have to practice martial arts quickly, with a lot of room for improvement, and you don’t need to use your brain. It’s a quick way to practice while sleeping.”
Yu Wenhong said: "Unfortunately, decent people don't understand this matter, this truth."
"Well." You Mengzhe said: "It's better not to do anything, just follow the practice and become a master. I think my kung fu is also very deceptive."
Yu Wenhong said: "No, your Zhuanyang magical skill is a waste of time, but it takes nothing to master it. If you practice both, you will get that person's true energy. If you come a few more, you will be number one in the world."
You Mengzhe thought about it again, and asked again: "Are you useful?"
Yu Wenhong nodded and said: "It's not obvious now, it will take some time to slowly... show up, but it is very useful. Sun Bin's true energy of cloud movement has also been obtained along with the double cultivation."
You Mengzhe: "I can also give you the true energy of Sun Bin in my body!"
Yu Wenhong nodded, and You Mengzhe took out the second volume of Zhuanyang Zhenjue, and saw that it was recorded in it that the more practitioners who practice both, the more beneficial they will be, and they can store various kinds of true energy in the body, interpenetrating and merging with each other .
You Mengzhe looked at the sword in front of the bone again, and asked, "Where is this sword? It says it's a magic weapon."
Yu Wenhong took a look and said, "Did you bring the Demon Blood Sword?"
You Mengzhe opened the bag, took out the Demon Blood Sword brought home, and asked, "Is it this?"
Yu Wenhong nodded and said: "The Demon Blood Sword is first-class, it is a fairy weapon, and the fairy weapon is the strongest, followed by a magic weapon, and then a famous soldier. His sword is an eighth-class sword, and it is still an eighth-class magic weapon, and the magic weapon is the second from the bottom."
You Mengzhe: "..."
"No way." You Mengzhe screamed, "Is this also rubbish?"
Yu Wenhong said: "It's been hundreds of years, and the forging process has been updated. Besides, the Demon Blood Sword is the Zhenshan Divine Sword of Yuheng Mountain. It is said that it was forged by an immortal. You can see it when you try to cut each other with two swords."
You Mengzhe held the Demon Blood Sword in his left hand, and the Nine Heavens Jin Zun Eight Desolation True Phoenix Sword in his right hand, and with a little bit of internal force, the True Phoenix Sword broke in two with a click.
"It's boring." You Mengzhe threw the broken sword casually and said, "Find the way out, let's go."
"Can you use a sword?" You Mengzhe asked.
Yu Wenhong said: "A little bit."
You Mengzhe said: "Teach me when you are free, the sword is very beautiful."
Yu Wenhong said: "Success."
The two looked at the cliff for a while, and Yu Wenhong tried it by grabbing a cane, letting You Mengzhe put it on his back, and climbed up the cliff with him on his back.
You Mengzhe asked: "Uncle, are you unhappy?"
From the first time I met Yu Wenhong, I felt that this person was very strange, and it was not really a boring gourd. Obviously there are questions and answers, but I don’t take the initiative to speak, I ask and answer, and I don’t say anything if I don’t ask.
Yu Wenhong said: "No."
You Mengzhe said, "Why don't you take the initiative to talk to me?"
Yu Wenhong was a little confused, and said, "I... am very happy."
You Mengzhe asked: "Were you always like this before?"
Yu Wenhong hurriedly said: "No, no, I used to... seldom talk. Only occasionally."
You Mengzhe asked: "Who are you talking to? What are you talking about?"
Yu Wenhong said: "Say 'fuck off' or 'you're dead'."
You Mengzhe: "..."
You Mengzhe felt that Yu Wenhong's accent was a bit strange, as if it was a bit jerky, and his words were not expressive, and the word order was disordered and intermittent. It was probably the reason why he hadn't spoken to communicate with others for many years.
You Mengzhe asked again: "How many years have you spoken to anyone? I said like we said. It doesn't count the 'fuck' and 'you're dead'."
Yu Wenhong smiled and said, "Sixteen years."
You Mengzhe whispered: "You haven't spoken since my mother died?"
Yu Wenhong: "Yes."
While talking, the two climbed to the top of the cliff, and You Mengzhe sighed: "Then you are really happy."
A smile appeared on Yu Wenhong's handsome face: "Yes."
You Mengzhe took Yu Wenhong's finger and thought for a while, with such a personal bodyguard, what a pity not to go back and make trouble? Anyway, it is very easy to run away at any time, so I proposed to go back to Jinghu. Yu Wenhong didn't have any objections, he went wherever You Mengzhe wanted, and did what he was asked to do. The two found the mountain road and headed up the mountain again.
This time, a sentry post was set up on the mountain path, and a martial arts disciple was there to investigate. There was a great chaos before, and when You Mengzhe escaped, few people could see his face clearly. The participants wore azure martial robes, so they couldn't tell them apart for a while. come out.
When the martial arts disciple saw the two of them, he said, "Which sect? Bring the token, and you can only enter after passing the inspection and pressing your fingerprints!"
"Get out." Yu Wenhong extended his palm.
After saying that, Yu Wenhong casually slapped the disciple's chest with his palm, and the disciple flew upside down three feet away, blood spurted wildly in the air, and fell into the grass unconsciously.
You Mengzhe: "..."
You Mengzhe: "Is he dead?"
Yu Wenhong: "No. If you mend it in the past, you will die."
You Mengzhe hurriedly said: "No need, let's go."
There are no more sentries along the way up the mountain, and the Jinghu Lake is full of people. The wooden and bamboo bridges that were shattered by thunder and fire bombs yesterday evening were repaired in various ways, tied up with cloth strips, and the roof of the pavilion was removed. next to.
You Mengzhe found a place to sit on the west side of Jinghu Lake. Most people didn't recognize him. They saw two men fighting and killing in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Their weapons sounded. You Mengzhe asked a casual man wearing a bamboo hat beside him: What are you doing?"
The bamboo hat guest glanced sideways at You Mengzhe and said, "Which sect do you belong to?"
You Mengzhe made a nonsense casually, and the bamboo hat guest didn't doubt him. He folded his hands and said, "Leader Zhao has agreed that now the eighteen prefectures in the Central Plains, except for the seven frontier prefectures, the other eleven prefectures are electing the leader of the martial arts division."
"Playing in the ring?" You Mengzhe said excitedly.
The bamboo hat guest nodded and said: "We martial arts practitioners, what else can we do besides fighting in the ring. Now, the leader of the Taizhou branch is being elected, and the man with the two cymbals is Xu Heigui, the hundred-faced god from Yuanshan in Taizhou. The one who divided the water thorns was Aunt Ling Ling from Hao Ran of the Diancang School."
You Mengzhe didn't know anyone, and suddenly felt that the tone of this man with a bamboo hat was very familiar, and he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.
This man was dressed in a black gauze robe, and there was an obvious scar on the side of his face under the bamboo hat. You Mengzhe felt that he had never seen a scar before. Why was his figure and figure so familiar
"What are you looking at?" The bamboo hat guest said casually, "Don't look around if you have nothing to do."
You Mengzhe hurriedly turned his head away, pretending to be curious about the ring, and saw a big black-faced man on the ring holding cymbals in each hand, making the wind whistling, and a woman in red dressed in a strong outfit, bullying her close, the black-faced big man hit the left hand first. Pushing the cymbal, "Dang" hit Aunt Ling's chest.
"Ah—" the spectators in the audience exclaimed in unison!
Aunt Ling's eyes widened, she was hit in the chest, her steps staggered, her hands twitched and convulsed, the black-faced man yelled again.
"Hi!" Immediately afterwards, the big black-faced man made another move with his right hand, hitting Aunt Ling's chest again!
"Ah!" Everyone screamed in horror again!
Finally, the big black-faced man held cymbals in both hands, split them suddenly, joined left and right, and slapped Aunt Ling on the head. .
There was applause, and Aunt Ling was carried down on a stretcher. The black-faced man was covered in blood, and he smiled heroically: "Accept! Accept!"
Talking about clasping his hands together and making a bow, Zhao Feihong jumped onto the stage and said in a loud voice: "So the leader of the sub-alliance in the Taizhou area will be the Baimian Shenjun, what do you think?"
There was applause, and the black-faced man was full of excitement, and he said loudly: "Thank you, leader!" He jumped off the stage while talking.
The bamboo hat guest smiled helplessly, raised his hands and clapped lazily.
You Mengzhe felt more and more familiar with this bamboo hat guest, and when he turned his head to ask something, he found that Yu Wenhong was also staring at this person. Yu Wenhong also knows him
Just as he was about to ask, Zhao Feihong said on the stage: "The next step is Tingzhou, Xichuan. The two cities of Jianjia are very close, and one branch leader is enough. Brothers from Xichuan..."
Zhao Feihong looked towards the west side of the lake, and said in a ruffian voice, "Hey, don't go, Mr. Zhao, the younger one is from Xichuan."
As soon as the voice came out, You Mengzhe immediately recognized Sun Bin's voice! What is he going to do
You Mengzhe was surrounded in a hurry that day. Fortunately, Sun Bin rescued Zhao Feihong and led Zhao Feihong away. Otherwise, if Zhao Feihong and Zhang Yuanshan teamed up, even their own shadow guards would not be able to beat them. Sun Bin only yelled a few words in his voice, and everyone felt a little familiar, but they couldn't hear anything strange. Zhao Feihong frowned slightly, obviously he could hear it.
"Can you beat him now?" You Mengzhe said.
"It's hard to say." Yu Wenhong replied.
You Mengzhe whispered: "We both cultivated before, you still can't beat him?"
Yu Wenhong said: "Seventeen years ago, I made a gesture with him. He is very good at stick skills. It is hard to say that he may have improved again in these years."
That's troublesome, You Mengzhe has a vague premonition, what if Sun Bin's enemy is Zhao Feihong, what should he do if he loses? You can't let Yu Wenhong die in order to save Sun Bin. I have to think of a way to balance both sides... Create some more riots? The surroundings around the lake seemed to have been prepared for a long time. The mute named Zhang Yuanshan didn't know where he was, and he was obviously watching from the dark. There were many disciples patrolling around... Just as he was thinking, Zhao Feihong said loudly: "Why did you say that? Which little brother wants to teach Zhao?"
As soon as the words fell, a young man skimmed out of the lake, touched the mirror lake with one foot, rippled like a dragonfly on water, and flew towards the ring in the middle of the lake.
In an instant, everyone by the lake burst into applause!
Sun Bin was wearing a dark night suit, leaning his body, running across the entire lake with his feet. Ripples and ripples appeared everywhere he passed. Strange ripples appeared in the entire Mirror Lake, disturbing the reflection of the mountains, blue sky and white clouds. .
Sun Bin stepped on the lake three times, lap after lap, and the cheers became more and more crazy. At the end, Sun Bin turned around and stopped, stepping on the middle of the lake, floating and sinking!
Even Yu Wenhong and the bamboo hat guest couldn't help applauding: "Good!"
Zhao Feihong's eyes were filled with amazement, and Sun Bin's ruffian expression was reflected in his eyes.
"Xichuan Fengshan, the thief king of the Nine Palaces Gate, Sun Bin who is known as the cloud in the sea of grass." Zhao Feihong said loudly: "In the past, I saw the amazing skills of the ancestor of the master. Unexpectedly, in ten years, it is really better than blue."
Sun Bin said coldly: "To tell you the truth, Zhao Feihong, your grandson, beat my master until he vomited blood and died. Today, you will pay with blood!"
Zhao Feihong said calmly, "People in the Jianghu compete in martial arts, and their skills are not as good as others. How can there be any reason to seek revenge after the fact? You have disgraced your master too much, and your self-cultivation is in vain."
Sun Bin rolled in mid-air, turned over and jumped onto the ring, and the shouts of "Okay" were sparse.
Yu Wenhong and the bamboo hat guest were the ones who yelled the loudest, You Mengzhe said blankly, "What's wrong?"
Yu Wenhong stood with his hands behind his back and explained: "It is more difficult for him to turn over and jump on the water surface than to stop on the water."
Only then did You Mengzhe suddenly realize that he set up a pergola to look over, and saw Sun Bin and Zhao Feihong standing face to face.
Sun Bin said: "Stop talking nonsense! Today I am going to challenge the general leader of the Eighteen States of the Central Plains. You have to accept it, or you have to accept it!"
People in the martial arts were talking about it, Zhao Feihong said: "It's not impossible to be the leader of the alliance..."
Before he could finish a sentence, his voice suddenly became quieter, and the last few sentences suddenly stopped working.
In this way, it was as if the loudspeaker was stopped suddenly after a well-spoken speech. When the spectators heard that half of it was abruptly cut off, they immediately competed in an uproar, as if someone took the chamber pot away in the middle of urinating. All of them scratched their ears and scratched their cheeks, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Your grandma's!"
"Speak up!"
"Why are you talking so quietly! It's not like there's something shameful!"
As soon as one person spoke, the crowd was in a turmoil, and a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the people were about to mutiny several times. However, after Zhao Feihong finished speaking, Sun Bin listened to it, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Revenge is also required!"
The next moment, Sun Bin pulled out two daggers, Zhao Feihong pulled back like lightning, pulled out the iron rod behind his back, and with a loud bang, the two weapons collided.
The center of the lake was stirred by energy, from the arena to the outside, a water ripple appeared and spread curlily.