With a series of clattering sounds, the blade light like frost and snow suddenly rose from the sky, followed by a series of crisp voices wandering in the air.
This series of collision sounds came from twenty-one weapons of different origins. If it weren't for the rare chaos in the rivers and lakes, I definitely wouldn't have seen so many unique weapons colliding. The utensils are originally extraordinary, and when they are combined, they are filled with cold air, and strangers should not approach them. However, the cold around him was only a split second, and then the overwhelming heat engulfed him. The red lotus flames wrapped around the blade and instantly burned red.
A total of 21 weapons entered the Zhurong Casting Furnace, and the flames shot up into the sky, with a bright red light. More than a hundred forging masters are running around and operating, and they are busy, so that these 21 strange soldiers will not be sacrificed for no reason and become the iron juice in Zhu Rong. The ferocious red flames that appeared in the huge forge that attracted the heat of the earth's heart seemed to be the entrance to hell. When the blazing wind was swiftly withdrawn, a gentle and polite voice sounded with deep inner strength.
"The blade has been put into the furnace, and all three parties have confirmed that they are eligible to end up."
With Zhu Rong's infinite flaming power, Jin Caitan's sincere voice also had a naturally formed awe-inspiring majesty.
"There are three sects of the Demon Eye Sect, the Wudang Sect, and the Hanshan Temple!"
There was a burst of cheers in the field, welcoming the upcoming battle between dragons and tigers.
The Demon Eye Shura of Demon Eye Sect lowered his body and kicked into the air. He jumped out of the booth where he was, and after crossing a long distance, he landed heavily on the ring like a demonstration. At the same time strong and soft muscle lines make him look like a nimble cheetah, full of beauty, but also intuitive to feel the danger of fangs.
On the other side, the monk Mianhua from Hanshan Temple stepped down with a fluttering robe. His body seemed as light as a paper harrier, and a gust of wind lifted him up, as if walking with the wind without touching his feet. In the end, with a slight toes, the whole person flew up into the air, turned around in the air and fell down naturally, with a natural and graceful posture, without a trace of smoke and fire. It seems to come here to preach the sermons, not to compete for the best.
Finally, in the Wudang camp, a young man raised his head and raised his chest, as if he was reluctant to part with life and death. The disciple behind seemed to send him off in eighteen, coaxing and pushing, and almost kicked him in a hurry before sending him to the ring.
I just got on the field.
…
It shouldn't be like this!
As soon as I told the boss about it, she nodded thoughtfully, and let me disguise first, and she would take care of it at Shou Lao's side.
As a result, no one came to save me, I bite the bullet! Hey! !
I should have known why I was pretending if I didn't have to go! Boss, will your technique of coaxing me be a little too consummate! !
I quietly stared at the boss, and she gave me a cute wink that she would never do normally... Well, this is - don't lie to me a second time in such a short time, it's a bit of a bottom line and good manners!
Why didn't any of you stop me? Is this crazy idea possible! ? What if I pretended to be Wudang, and not only did I not like it, but even most of the audience did not like it.
I just got on the court, and the cheers for me were almost louder than the support for the other two. These people had high expectations for Wudang, and they seemed to agree that I was the cannon fodder chosen to die. After exhausting the physical strength of Demon Eye Shura and Monk Mianhua, Elder Shou floated off the stage and made a final decision—the blueprint for a penny that could be figured out without taking a sip of tea appeared in their minds, and these people immediately exploded with sky-high prices. 's bouncing.
"People send good hands, you send such a thing, is there such an insult to people?"
"Extremely shameless, I have never seen such a shameless person in my life. In other words, this person is shameless in the end, but he actually came."
I thank your family, I don't want to come!
Aside from these outsiders, the two people on stage couldn't help but focus on me. When two pairs of eyes were fixed on me, I could hear the sound of the momentum colliding.
I could almost hear their inner thoughts.
This guy is not well-known, and looks like a weak group (crossed out)... They don't seem to be very strong, they must be cannon fodder (crossed out) coolies pulled by no generals in Shu, staring at me more and more fiercely.
However, they didn't have any scruples about me, a fake Wudang disciple, but were thinking about how my temporarily dragged scumbag would affect the situation of the battle. After all, they have experienced the battle on Longgen Island together, and they know that each other's real opponents are only each other.
Demon Eye Shura sneered: "Is there no one in Wudang? Or all but the veterans are dead. Why did you send such a thing."
Monk Mianhua didn't say a word, but in contrast to his usual style of persuading people to be kind, the silence can also be a good indication of his attitude.
At this time, I saw that their eyes that did not intersect were gradually filled with confidence, and it seemed that a plan against me had been decided in silence.
Demon Eye Shura nodded towards Monk Mianhua, a dangerous smile raised at the corner of his mouth. As a monk, Monk Mianhua closed his eyes with compassion on his face... and then nodded.
You still agree
In order not to be influenced by me and let Elder Shou pick up a ready-made bargain halfway through, the two seem to have unanimously decided to strike first and take me down first.
It was at this time that Kim Chae-tan announced, "Start!"
There was no preparation, and the body of the magic eye Shura flew like a roaring arrow, passing through my position with the sound of the wind. With the strength of my right hand touching the handle of the knife, I threw a snowy knife light from the blind spot that I couldn't see.
Monk Mianhua stepped on a wonderful footwork, placing one hand on his chest, and in a slow posture, he came to the front of me almost at the same time. The palm he placed in front of him seemed to be proclaiming the Buddha's name, but it turned into a palm shadow and printed it towards me. Monk Mianhua is quite kind. He chose to shoot from the front, this palm can not only control the enemy, but also prevent the magic eye Shura from hurting the killer at the last minute.
But one fact has not changed.
These two people occupied the important positions one after the other by coincidence, and made heavy moves at the same time with completely different methods.
But my eyes were looking at the elder Shou Chang who was drinking tea comfortably in the pavilion. The old man's face was full of relief, and he was even a little freehand, not worried that his side would lose.
Finally noticed my eyes, but did not dodge. Instead, he put down the teacup in a leisurely manner, and compared me with the gesture of inviting me before the competition.
Looking at his posture, I fell into speechlessness...
- This is my Wudang famous martial arts, what do you think
The leader of the Wudang faction, playing ugly boxing like a treasure, and teaching me martial arts, seems to be still in front of me.
My attention has only returned to the field at this moment, the knife light and palm shadow have already killed at the same time, and they are on the jacket. Strong internal forces are pressing on the body, causing signs of muscle invagination.
Since you want to see it, let you see it clearly.
The arc of the sword thrown by the Demon Eye Shura finally hit the target. He evenly bumped into Monk Mianhua's palm. The two internal forces collided, and the shock of the real force made their arms go numb, and they each took eight steps back. Still can't figure out what happened.
The eyes of the two were asking the same question - how could the person in the middle suddenly disappear.
My voice came from the side of the stunned two.
"How about Wudang's martial arts, please advise."
Chapter 96 Wudang Summons the Stars (Part 2)
"What exactly is going on… "
This is the first time I've heard such an anxious tone from him - I thought so in a daze.
In my impression, this person is as old-fashioned as Master. He always wears a coarse sackcloth and a scruffy bun, and his body is always covered with a layer of ashes as if he hadn't bathed in a few days. But there is always a casual smile on his face, as if there is a way to deal with it when the sky is falling. From this point of view, he, his master, and a certain old monk really deserve to be the Taishan Beidou of the martial arts.
But I didn't know who he was at that time. I knew him since I was a child, and my master didn't introduce him to me. At that time, they were called old Taoists. He always laughed when he heard it, touched my head and said that this child has spiritual energy, and that his future achievements are limitless. He introduced me to stay here for two years. It looked like the old monk Yi Mao who grabbed my feet and said I had wisdom roots.
This was a rare moment when he revealed that he was at a loss.
"Where does this ferocious and savage power come from, how can it be so huge? If this child is not equipped with the extraordinary power of Yijinjing and can transform the power, I am afraid that when the power enters the body, the body will burst and die. But This amount is too huge. His skin is now cracked, and his bones are dragged up and stretched abruptly. Fortunately, his organs are not damaged. But if this goes on, people will be crushed from the inside alive, but it will only take ten days and a half months. It's just life."
To be honest, I have no impression of what he said. Although I seem to hear every word, I can't clearly tell what it is.
The other person who was talking to him said a few words, and he seemed to shake his head and sigh after listening.
"There is no wound in the world that you can't cure. If you say there is no cure, what is the remedy for Lao Dao? Just as you said, Lao Dao is willing to transfer his true qi to Bai Hao for him, and it is only a 100-day life, but It's a cure for the symptoms but not the root cause. Your thinking is also whimsical. With his Yijinjing cultivation base and the different powers engulfing each other, maybe this child can really turn the powers into his own one day. Let's see who wins in the end , If you are lucky, your life will be saved.
But don't forget. Even if the supernatural power can be fully transformed, it is difficult for manpower to control such a powerful force. Filled with such a huge amount of infuriating energy in the body, in the end, he is just a half-lived living dead as he is now. "