The arsenal, which took two hundred years of effort by the Gongsun clan, had finally found its name after the publication of the Emperor Tu Shengduo, was called "Pofu Daozang".The sword style of the secret scroll is not because it is powerful and cannot be defeated by the opponent, but like a forest of steles, remembering the last mile of the great cause of reconstruction of the supreme sword system.
"The Break Sword of the Imperial Tu" has never been a sword technique. It cannot allow you to practice from scratch and achieve a career.If the temperature is missing on the knife, or the talent is a little different, the secret scroll is a piece of the Heavenly Book, and you can't even read it, it's not as practical as straw paper.Wu Dengyong shrugged, returned to his original cynical appearance, rubbed his hands and said:
But if you can understand it, it is the supreme treasure, and one style can be enjoyed for a lifetime.Many masters of our clan have only studied a few things in their lives, and they have benefited endlessly. No one may have the goal of knowing the 188 styles, but there is no need to know this kind of idiot. Even if you hear it occasionally, you must forget it quickly, so as not to put your shit in your head.
(One...one hundred and eighty-eight styles!)
It's Ah, which means the life of 188 top experts.It's just the half that has lost.
Wu Dengyong said indifferently: Before the establishment of the Jin Pi Dynasty, the secret scroll had been recorded in hundreds of styles. In the third century, there were not many people in the world who made their name famous by swords. The ancestors finally relaxed their horizons and began to cause trouble for others. Together, they would not let the martial arts world live a peaceful life.Those who use swords, palms, qi training, and even the weapons, guns and halberds of Qimen are only required to stand at the top of one school. You have been the blood lintel that has been destroyed for eight lifetimes. If you kill mistakes, you will all become a tiger skin specimen in the secret scroll.
This process is rather tragic, but after being so cold and cold, it became inexplicably funny.
Geng Zhao didn't dare to laugh, but then he felt sarcastic.In this way, the foundation of Gongsun’s establishment was actually the “Breaking the Mansion Sword Hidden”.It is this treasure house that has created such masters that can leave behind the merits of the Holy Broken Emperor of the Imperial Picture.
The old man showed a little praise.
After the founding of the Jin Pi, the "Pofu Daozang" copied two copies, including the original one, there were three in total.In the capital, the Dan Tai family took over the country and returned to the new dynasty. At that time, Dan Tai Gongming relied on his own among the Nanling chaos army. Before the army had returned north, he sent his confidants to travel quickly and rush back to the imperial capital to hold the barbarians. In addition to calming the people's hearts and receiving the Yulin guards, ensuring that there is a family to return, and sealing the arsenal to avoid being destroyed by the sword or falling into the hands of others.
The second one who was sealed in the ancestral land of Beiguan would not have this luck.When Dan Tai Gongming destroyed several Gongsun vassal kings, he burned a light for a fire, which probably meant that both jade and stone were burned.
The third copy was not copied on paper. The six Wu Emperors of the Jin Pi Dynasty were appointed by the Emperor, and the emperor was called "Chongling" and his name was quite foresighted. He used the method of losing wax to hide his sword on a copper silhouette. When Gongsun's clan was driven to the Wudeng land, it was the life of the masters. They transported the copper bamboo slips out of Beiguan by truck, so they could not be frozen and burned. This is what I practiced.
Geng Zhao didn't read much, and he had never heard of Gongsun Fufeng's reputation, but Emperor Wu Chongling was well-known, and was commonly found in various folk legends, that is, the one who issued the world's sword and pen order.
Emperor Wu Chongling reigned for a long time, and there were few rivals in history. During this period, he experienced palace fighting, seizing power, and suppressing rebellion. When he was extremely powerful, he intended to suppress the huge sects of the martial arts world, and had a rebellion of legitimate heirs in his later years... The life of this king was full of climaxes, which made everyone love many commentary books. The sword killing of the Three Dragons, pacifying the Five Marquises, and the Zhifei gave birth to a child. Any child can say a few of them.
Geng Zhao suddenly realized that the Wu Emperor Chongling was not a monster character who believed in "The Original Record of Jade Chi" who was willing to subdue demons and swallow the sun and the moon angrily, but a living person, connected to the bloodline of the old man in front of him, or had similar faces or even a burly figure.The stories I loved to hear when I was young have changed now:
The battle between the Five Marquises was extremely tragic, and many innocent soldiers and civilians must have sacrificed; the Three Dragons are by no means true, perhaps they are synonymous with the three top masters?Then the young man's wisdom and stubborn behavior is suspected of being despicable; and the young and beautiful concubine, who is young and young, is willing to quit the aging Martial Emperor, and this is a naked palace scandal!The ending that I thought everyone was happy at first, but now I feel bloody and my thoughts are extremely terrifying.
Do you think about it or not? Look at the ‘Baofu Daozang’ Ah?
The old man's words brought him back to reality.Before he could recover, Geng Zhao hurriedly said:
……think!If you can see the treasure, you will die without regrets!
Hey!Are you afraid of your tongue flashing?Wu Dengyong sneered.The matter of Master Yin is there. Now that you are dead, you have become a ghost, and you are so entangled?Geng Zhao scratched her head reluctantly, and couldn't squeeze out a word to refute it, only the earnestness in her eyes was still in her eyes.
That's the sword of the broken mansion Ah!
In this life, I don’t ask for the saints of the Emperor’s Map, I just want to walk in that treasure house, and all the doubts in my heart will be explained, the clouds are clear and the moon is bright, and there is no more chaos!
Want to look at it?The old man is good at temptation.
……think!Geng Zhao just jumped up with her hind legs.
I want to, too.Wu Dengyong was full of regret and shook his head: I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm full of memories.Miss my youth running in the sunset
(…Huh?)
Senior’s Meaning: The boy calmed down, ignored the sound of heartbreak falling to the ground, his eyes were cold, and he asked with a calm face: Does Tong Jian not be in Wudeng Kingdom, or is he missing?
Tongjian is not in Wudeng Kingdom.I don't know where it is.
The old man spread his hands and his innocent appearance made people want to beat him to death.
It should be said that I used those copper bamboo slips in exchange for Wu Dengguo.Otherwise, do you think the Last Emperor suddenly decided to withstand the opposition of the civil and military officials of the court when he was in a good mood, and to exchange for loyalty that he still didn't know where he was?If there is such a good thing next time, remember to call me, it’s okay to sell your butt.
Therefore, Fengdao Huaiyi's martial arts and loyalty are just thanks later.
Without the rich gold of the sword hidden copper silhouette, maybe I would not have met the last emperor.
Compared with the old man's loss, Geng Zhao's disappointment seemed to be smaller. He also wanted to comfort him and deliberately underestimated:
The senior's cultivation level has reached its peak, comparable to the sword trap.There is no difference between having or not having external objects.Wu Dengyong tsk his tongue and looked at him with a glance: Xu'er, you can make a fat man like this, and you can't even recognize him without flattery. He's amazing.
Geng Zhao scratched his head with a smile, and had an idea, and he moved his words.
It is said that Guanhai Tianmen has a "seven-character style", which is said to be the best of the essence of the sect's martial arts with one move.The same should be true for the records of the Emperor’s Holy Tribulation?
You have insight.Wu Dengyong posed as an airs of a senior expert and shook his head:
However, such concentrated refining may not be suitable for all tricks. The one move in the Emperor's Holy Break Sword is sometimes a sword technique, but it must be simple and refined to the most detailed and exquisite, and preserve its elegance. Do you think if you leave a trick in the secret scroll that doesn't work well, or you're sneering and slandering tricks, you'll have to lose this face for generations or even dozens of generations, and you can bear it?
It's true that's not possible.
Did that senior... have he kept a knife-like shape in the secret scroll?
I'm afraid you won't ask.Wu Dengyong grinned and rubbed his big hands frequently. He wanted to pretend to be polite but couldn't pretend to be modest. It was so awkward that it made people's hair stand on its back.As for me, this...hehe...is not a talent, only six styles are left, not something that can be seen. I won’t say more, I won’t say more.
Geng Zhao nodded.Seniors are indeed amazing.
Your polite and false article is very unpleasant!The old man became annoyed: The two surnames of Gongsun Wudeng combined and the country's reign of the Golden Pi Dynasty for more than 100 years is almost four hundred years old. This is only 188 styles. I left six styles alone... You can calculate it, calculate it!
Geng Zhao counted back and forth several times, and said slowly: It's really amazing.
Your hesitant tone is even more infuriating!If you have farts, please let it go!
I think that the elders in the clan have such accomplishments as this, and the elders in the clan are not as good as that, so how many secret scrolls should be recorded, which is just a sentence from the senior.
Wu Dengyong laughed in anger.Good, you guy Geng!This is saying that I am just a scammer.
How dare you say what you say about seniors? You can say whatever you say.
It seems that it will not work if you don’t give you some colors.The old fisherman rolled up his sleeves and said angrily:
You can see these six styles, and after reading them, tell me if they are just a subtitle!I'm so angry!
You must open your eyes and take a closer look!
Let you talk back!Come on, let grandpa open his eyes
...What happened later?
After dinner, Rijiu retreated and said he wanted to send Gengzhao back to his room to rest.
Huyan Zongwei was also a good man. He knew that the king and Lord Dianwei had something to say and did not let the maids disturb him. Rijiu personally held the candle, and the two young masters walked side by side in the corridor.
Compared to his relationship with his master in the afternoon, Geng Zhao seemed listless on the table, but Wu Deng was so excited that he was eating fish and urged to drink. He ate red and went to sleep with his big belly after the meal. No matter how you look at it, it was a celebration banquet.
Nothing happens.Geng Zhao said dullly: He didn't even gesture, so he turned around and told me another story.I didn't do anything today, I just listen to stories.
Rijiu let out a puff, and saw his friend squinted his eyes and quickly held it in, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and comforted him with kind words.
It turned out that I was taught by my master, no wonder I felt uncomfortable. It’s not your fault or you, but you all use the provocation method. I guess I’ve already realized the good beat. But I heard another story. What’s wrong with this injustice... Hey, don’t joke or laugh. My master is like this, clouds cover the fog and swamp, and the more he is serious, the more he wants to mess with you. To be honest, this is pretty good today. I was afraid that he would just make an excuse to beat you, and he thought it was a job hand in hand, but he didn't expect that he would talk to you for a while. This is not bad, much better than I thought.
Geng Zhao sat in the horizontal railing with her head in anger, kicking her boots into the air, and said in a muffled voice: I hope Senior beat me. It’s better to remember things if your skin hurts you’re too tired to go back empty-handed. Rijiu sat against the eaves pillar, stepped on the carved railing with one leg, shaking the pointed fish-scale gold-width boots, as if he was not as good as the king when he returned to Zhucheng Mountain.
You have to think, what Master and he told you today is about the hometown he cannot go back to, and he has never told me this.I don't think it's all without reason.
Geng Zhao said speechlessly for a while, letting go with her shoulders down, as if she was much calmer, her eyes were still staring at the ground with her boots, and she frowned and murmured: You said that senior doesn’t like me, but I am not dissatisfied with senior. It’s just that time is not on my side. If seniors are to me, it will not help dealing with Yin Zhe. I want to go back to Cold Lu Valley or Zhuque Mansion first, and make some preparations. If I still listen to the story tomorrow, I am afraid that I will offend my seniors inadvertently.
Changsun Xu laughed and hugged his shoulder.
Don't worry, I won't kill you for the sake of my country.
Geng Zhao glared at him angrily and waved his shoulders and shook them away.
I don’t have this kind of cultivation!I'll kill you first.
If you offend, you will offend. If he is furious and leaves, it is also your two of you who are angry.You can say it's fate.Rijiu jumped down from the railing, and saw his close friend showing a little surprise. He said happily: The more I studied fate, the more I found that there were people in the secrets of heaven. Often, a thought could turn the world around. Human power was said to be small, but it might not be that small.Since you have come here, why not stand by your nature and take a look?
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The next day, Geng Zhao got up early and washed it well. When he arrived at the atrium yesterday, Wu Dengyong was already raising his feet under the shade of the eaves to cool off, chewing heavily in his mouth, and the familiar smell of fat and meat lingered around the pillars, and it had not been gone for a long time.When he saw the young man, the old man threw something from the oil-paper bag beside him, patted the broken cakes on his collar, and smacked his lips:
One of Dugu Rong's bad habits is his stinginess. After he became emperor, only white porridge, vinegar celery, and salty beans were left for breakfast in the inn, so that the birds could fade out of his mouth.Try this scallion and hot pot, there is no other one in Yuepu City.Be careful to burn your mouth.
The Liu Cinema and General's Mansion that Geng Zhao has been to is considered a high-level public service, but this cannot improper his words.Since Emperor Xiaoming of the White Horse Dynasty, the Office has indeed strictly enforced simplicity, and the Ministry of Personnel's budget is small enough.But Rijiu was the king of the country, and the Ministry of Rites who received him was definitely not stingy in this regard, so as not to lose face of the superior country. I don’t know why the old man said this, so he took it carefully and thanked him respectfully.
The onion meat in Buwenju is extremely delicious, especially when it is released, it is hot.Geng Zhao's hand was steaming with heat. When he bit open the crispy and scorched skin, the clear yellow and hot scallion oil overflowed. If it weren't for his old horse's knowledge, he would have thought he had bought it from the stall outside the door, rather than Buwenju, who was half a city away.
Do you drink?Wu Dengyong patted the butter gourd on his waist.
Geng Zhao shook his head.Don't drink during the day.
By chance, I don't drink it either.I threw the gourd, then I picked up a piece of fire and bit it off, chewing and blowing, and eating it so hard.The tea heart tea from the nameless old shop at Fengshui Bridgetou. I remember that the old man who sells tea was named Zhu. The ragged flag stroke says "Chat Heart" is the one.
This tea is bitter and astringent, and has a very poor taste. Although it will be sweet when it is extremely bitter, you probably won’t care at that time.A copper coin can be used as a bowl, and three can be used to fill a gourd. It is said that it can clear the liver and anneale, relieve alcohol and refresh the spirit, and eliminate thirst and heat, but it is only impossible to strengthen the yang.Drink quickly, drink quickly, eat and drink enough to work.
Geng Zhao was stunned and raised her head, almost smashing the oily gourd into the forehead.
Fortunately, the horns of the snail are extremely fast, and the clothes are rising with two squeaks. The boy let go of his hand and catches the gourd. His left hand burns evenly and continues to send it to his mouth. His expression is still unchanged, and the look of chewing the gourd with his hand is particularly funny.
Wu Dengyong yelled twice, smiling and squinted, squinting: Okay, someone thought it was boring yesterday and had to exercise his muscles and bones... We heard your request!I am satisfied with the arrangements for you today.
Changsun Xu would never run to tell his words to his master. It seems that the conversation between the two last night was always under the eyes of the old man.As Wu Dengyong's identity, eavesdropping on the younger generation's words is too much. Geng Zhao has always believed Rijiu's words, believing that his attitude towards the world was to hide the pain and force himself to get out of the haze of the past. At this moment, he felt deeply that the old man had lost his dignity and was stunned.
Last night, I thought about what my close friend said. After finally calming down, I decided to give myself and the old man another chance to complete the three-day agreement. Unexpectedly, today has not yet begun, and I was severely hit by the old man's bad behavior.
Geng Zhao suppressed his anger and swallowed the fire, and poured a tea heart tea, which almost made him wrinkled his face. Not to mention how annoying the old man who smiled happily and said, "I sucked my mouth and gritted my teeth and said:
Please advise me for your advice.
Then it begins.Wu Dengyong asked with a smile:
What you want is big or small?
Geng Zhao chose Xiao without hesitation.
It’s not that he was afraid of being beaten by Wu Dengyong and chose the young man. Just as he told Rijiu last night that he could remember the pain in his skin. Geng Zhao was never afraid of pain, let alone suffering. What he was afraid of was that he didn’t understand.He never understood his sword and sword skills.
Wu Dengyong nodded with relief.
It is rare that guests are not greedy for anything, good things are good.As the saying goes, buy one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one buy high get one get
That was closed yesterday.
...Give low; buy low and get high, it’s red and sexy!
You just asked about the size.Geng Zhao felt that his fists were hard:
The seniors clearly want to tell another story for another day?
It's easy to move your mouth.He actually admitted it!Even if you can hold on for a while.
Are you satisfied with the promised exercise?
You move your muscles and my mouth.Wu Dengyong had a thick and slutty face, but he was not ashamed at all. He smiled happily:
If you choose "big", I will choose the sword skills along the way. Of course, there are few moves. Wherever you can learn, it depends on your luck. First, it is not a choice, because I can't finish teaching.Since you choose "Xiao", there is no such thing as a high-quality swordsmanship. I can help you see your own swordsmanship.
Geng Zhao was so angry that he didn't realize that he chose the wrong choice.No matter how powerful a sword technique is, it cannot be practiced in a few days, let alone within one day. Even if you can enter the virtual realm and read the memory repeatedly, you cannot make up for the missing details out of thin air.
The problem is that Geng Zhao has never learned any swordsmanship.
How to say that?You kid are so humble.Wu Dengyong took out an oil cloth bag from his arms. Geng Zhao felt familiar. When he saw the old man unbuttoning the cloth bag, he took out a thin book. He shook his head and chanted: 'Xiazhao's sword technique was created by Geng Zhao, a native of Longkou Village, and recorded by the dyed red Xia...'
Geng Zhao's face suddenly turned bloody and his heart surged. He didn't care about the etiquette and rushed towards the old man, rushing back: ...Give me back!A flash of eyes hit the old man's chest, but there was no real feeling, and then he banged!The flowered railing collapsed, rolled on the ground, and then jumped up, but saw the old man sleeping lazily where he was just now, drinking the gourd with a delicious taste.
Since moving to Zhuquehang, Geng Zhao has collected this "Xiazhao Sword Technique" with precious and heavy content. Not only is it wrapped in several layers of oil cloth, it also locks it into a steel box and hides it into the secret compartment of the bookcase, and even the baby Jin'er doesn't know.With Wu Dengyong's cultivation level, he found a thin book in the house, and thought that even the girls would not be aware of it.
He calmed down a little and understood that the old man was so stolen that he wanted to steal things from him, for fear that it would be more difficult than killing his opponent. He suppressed his anger and bowed his fists and said: I am confused for a while, and I hope that the senior will forgive him if he offends.This thing is extremely valuable to me. I also asked my seniors to give it to me in large quantities.
It is okay for you to be angry, it is not good to be too depressed.I have something to say first, except for the inscription on the cover, I didn’t read what was written in it, nor did I plan to read it.Wu Dengyong took the book into his arms and said calmly:
What's wrong with these girls? You don't do anything else, so this "other people" naturally includes me.But if this book flows into someone who is interested, it is ironclad evidence to say that Shuiyue Dingxuan's second-hand courtyard has an affair with Geng Dianwei of the General's Mansion in the East of Zhen. At that time, you will want to carry an eight-person sedan chair to marry her through the door, and it will be too late.
When we reach this threshold, even if Shui Yue Dingxuan and General Zhenbei have ten thousand thoughts about marrying their daughter, they cannot marry for face; not only can they not marry, they also have to settle the score with you. There is no benefit on both sides, and they cannot be beaten and killed.You think this is a love thing. I look like a death talisman. I guess you will not destroy it. It is kept for the time being. One day you plan to marry the girl from the Ran family and return it to you.
Geng Zhao was shocked when he heard this and immediately understood the danger.
If Senior Sword Emperor can sneak into the Suzaku Mansion, wouldn’t Yin Hengye not?With Xiao Jianzhi's status and status, he was still attacked in such a rumor battle. If Hong'er was involved in the storm, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Hearing that Wu Dengyong had not seen his privacy, Geng Zhao's mood was much calmer, and he bowed with fists, which was both an apology and a thank you.The old man waved his hand and threw the gourd containing bitter tea to him. Geng Zhaoben wanted to refuse. When he saw the old man pointing to the collapsed railing, there were a few oil-paper bags of scallion meat burnt, he realized that it was the meaning of exchange and held back with a smile. Seeing that he was eating with relish, he suddenly realized that everything was extremely absurd and sighed sincerely:
The seniors come to keep these three-day promises, which is enough to feel warm. If the younger generation is lucky enough to save their lives, they will definitely pay for it in the future.As my predecessor said, in just three days, it is difficult to teach me the skills and skills. I know it is impossible, but there is no need to force it.
Wu Dengyong didn't look back and giggled while eating.You also found that we were really inconsistent, right?
There is a saying about Rijiu.But I think... Geng Zhao also laughed.What the predecessor said is extremely true.
Don't listen to him, the little fat man comforts people.Wu Dengyong shook his head and said: I plan to be a kind and friendly elder of the martial arts. I will give you a gift package, but you really don’t treat me.If you have a low character and do evil, it would be fine, but you did a good job... How can you say it, it makes me very bored.
Even the 'I don't like you enough' makes me look like a bad person.Can you please stop provoking girls?Don’t always want to be a good person?Can you be a little greedy and cowardly?Let me like you a little more, or you hate you more, it’s okay, it’s not up or down, it’s boring.
The younger generation did not intend.Who doesn't want a big gift package?
Geng Zhao touched her nose. Although she was helpless, her smile was inexplicably refreshing.After I was talking, I felt much more relaxed. As long as I didn’t think that the old man was the sword emperor and didn’t want to get any consecrated golden and jade chisel, it would not be difficult to get along with each other.
Why not...listen to me to tell a story?Wu Dengyong obviously has a starting and ending temperament.It may also be that I am old and I may not be able to change my post.
Then I want another one to burn.I have to endure something.
make a deal.Wu Dengyong said: Yesterday I said that I left six styles in the secret scroll of the Emperor's Holy Break. For four hundred years, I could only rank second.Remember?
Remember.Geng Zhao specially chose a full onion meat to cook it with fire, so that the meat filling was enough.
The first-ranked one, leaving behind seventeen styles in the Royal Tu Holy Broken Sword.His name is Gongsun Fufeng.
The Golden Pi Dynasty could not help but compete, and the Gongsun family itself had a tradition of challenging the door, thus deriveing a rigorous system:
It is not necessary to say that private fights in the dark night, pre-posting posts to invite fellow martial arts fellow workers, etc.In addition to the testimony of both parties during the competition, local elders and court institutions can also issue notaries. Each battle requires a certificate of three parties before they can be established. After the war, there must be a record, and three copies will be made, and the notary will be signed and sealed. Each party in the competition will keep one copy, and the third copy will be kept by the local government, and will be regularly recorded and submitted to the court for filing.
The defeated side can challenge the winner accordingly in the future.If you do not want to be attached to grudges and only do it, you can also sign a life and death certificate without any hatred. This is also a unique invention of the Golden Pi Dynasty.
The gangsters who violated the ban by martial arts have become recognized by the court so far. The disputes between sects and forces can be resolved through open competitions.The distinction between warriors and bandits has never been so clear, and the development of the forces in the martial arts world has reached an unprecedented peak.
Gongsun's family was helped by the world and had an imperial career. At the beginning of its founding, it was a situation where the government was in the minority and big world. From then on, all internal and external troubles were shadows of various sects behind it.The successor Wu Emperor, everyone who practiced martial arts and swords, was actually due to the family style of founding a country with martial arts, but they actually had to do so.
The problem is: wealth and glory have always been the enemy of warriors.
In the generation of Gongsun Fufeng, the Gongsun royal family, who used the imperial map to intimidate the world with the saint of the imperial map, only added five styles to the secret scroll, three of which were left by the founding Martial Emperor.The martial arts of Emperor Wu is no longer the emperor, and it is known to everyone.
However, the world of martial arts cannot tolerate weak emperors.
Just as the forces from all walks of life were about to move, the snow came suddenly.A royal master lost to an unknown small sect named Qingping Dao in an open competition.
...Why should a master of the Gongsun royal family challenge a country sect?Geng Zhao immediately heard something was wrong.Wu Dengyong was calm and shrugged: Maybe it was because there was a beautiful master's wife or younger sister in Qingping's knife, or maybe he wanted to pick a soft persimmon to kill it, leaving a half-stage in the secret scroll... No matter what the reason is, this is a sign of corruption.If the law is present, this should not have happened.
The competition process is impeccable and there is no place to make a fuss.If you lose, you lose.
The government and the country do not take it seriously. Winning and losing are based on luck. It is not that you can’t fight back. How can you be foolproof when fighting?But the Gongsun royal family could not afford to lose this face, so someone volunteered to avenge their shame, wanting to protect their dignity for Emperor Wu, and then was defeated under Qingping's sword in an open duel.
...This is interesting.Geng Zhao ate the last one and burned it, and was very excited.According to the story routine, this "Qingping Dagger" should continue to defeat the royal masters who came to challenge until the court was disgraced.How many did they kill in the end?
Thirty-three.
Geng Zhao almost choked to death by bitter tea.
An unknown country sect can defeat the thirty-three sword masters of the Gongsun royal family?
Strictly speaking, "Qingping Dao" Yan Shouyu defeated six royal masters who went to challenge.The remaining twenty-seven were all broken in other competitions.
The Gongsun family has many branches and leaves. In addition to those who have been granted titles to various places as marquises, there are also independent sects.The six consecutive victories of the Qingping Dao Yan family completely revealed the unbearableness of the royal family to the world, and the challenge book flew like snowflakes; although no one dared to fight against Emperor Wu, those who set up their own families and were granted titles from other places became the target of public criticism.The undefeated myth of the Holy Broken Sword of the Imperial Map is about to become a joke, but there are no famous masters in the royal family.
Gongsun Fufeng grew up among the people and returned to the royal family for only a few years, he has been in the arsenal.The Emperor Wu's direct line looked down on his background and refused to use a knife. When Gongsun Fufeng opened the gate of the arsenal to fight for Lan Yihou who had been taking care of him, he wore a long sword on his waist.
A young man from the royal family, who was born in the folk, used his sword to use a sword to win the first victory after the 33 defeats of Gongsun, and from then on his unbeaten duel.
Soon after Emperor Wu passed away, the five marquises began to rebel. Gongsun Fufeng gave his orders in danger, made many achievements, wiped out competitors from both inside and outside, and finally ascended the throne, and regarded Chongling as the title of Emperor Wu.
...This story is very inspiring.It's pretty good in routine and innovative.I just don’t know what it has to do with me, Geng Zhao thought.
Gongsun Fufeng was too lazy. He was willing to compete and fight, but he refused to sit down and condense it, turning the method of defeating the enemy into a style and put it in the secret scroll.It is such a person who left seventeen poses in the Holy Broken Sword of the Imperial Tu, making the rest of us look like a hammer.Wu Dengyong's eyes were a little tired of the world, and he shook his head and said:
The sword styles he left were recorded by others for him. Sometimes it was the decisive move, and sometimes it was a few tricks without any beginning or end. It was hard to say one, but they were all very powerful.The first time he left a trick, someone asked him what he wanted to call him, he left the six words "Start from Qingping" in the secret scroll.Some people say that it corresponds to the word "feng" in the name, some people say that it refers to the Qingping Dao Yan family, and there are some who talk about what started from Hanwei and eventually became emperors.I think he just writes randomly.
The second time I left the move, someone asked what the name of this move was, but he gave him a blank look and said angrily: Are you idiots?Isn't this the same move as last time?‘The sync is gone, and I will reply again from now on.If the title in the secret book is left blank, there must be a charter, right?We are forced to call us "Qingping Second" and "Qingping Third" all the way to "Qingping Third".
Geng Zhao smiled and said: This Martial Emperor is really interesting.
That didn't get you.Wu Dengyong snorted: When I looked at these seventeen moves, I felt that he was damn. Some were as powerful as thunder, shocking in the sky; some were cold and sharp, and suddenly disappeared... Can this be called "all the same move"?Why don't you play with eggs?
Geng Zhao was amused by the old man's arrogant appearance and asked with a smile: Do you think it was the same move?
Wu Dengyong cursed himself, as if he had not heard it. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot when he practiced the remnants of the Emperor Chongling. The two of them had formed a bond in the next lifetime, which was difficult for many years.Geng Zhao repeated again, and the old man stopped cursing, suddenly turned his head, and looked into the boy's eyes, as if he was smiling.
I have to ask you Ah.Do you think it's the same trick?
Geng Zhao laughed in surprise, and saw that he had no intention of being arrogant and confused.
Wu Dengyong stared for a long time, suddenly moved his gaze away and looked at Geng Zhao's waist; Geng Zhao could instinctively follow his gaze, and the old man's eyes turned to his shoulders... In an instant, the young man felt a sense of oppression as if he was desperate. Unlike the sharp gaze of Old Tai Cheng, Xiao, the sharp gaze of the sword emperor, which caused this strange oppression, and at the same time had an indescribable sense of familiarity.
With a loud bang, Geng Zhao came to his senses and realized that he was sitting in the fragments of the railing on the ground, leaving a faint pain after the impact on the door.Wu Dengyong was still sitting in the same place, with his hands crossed, resting his lower abdomen at will; but he didn't know when he retreated more than a meter away, and then collapsed a small half of the inlay, and suddenly realized:
Senior... Senior's eyes are so fierce that I can even force me to get up and retreat! A touch of forehead, my palms were wet and cold.
Wu Dengyong smiled and raised his eyes, and snorted faintly: I have enough rest, it’s coming.
Geng Zhao suddenly felt cold in his heart, but he didn't know where it came from. This was a crisis that he had never even experienced when facing the Yin thief. Before he could think about it, he hurriedly raised his palm: Previous...Senior!Can you...can you give me a knife?The younger generation can’t resist it!
The old man smiled: The knife is two feet, five inches, three minutes long, and weighs three pounds, seven and a half ounces. Isn’t it already in your hands?Pay attention, this is here!He suddenly raised his eyes and his eyes shot straight into his heart!
Geng Zhao thought, and the illusion knife in his palm had already emerged. He was swinging his blade, but his mind moved before he moved. He knelt among the fragments of the inner fan, and blocked the deadly sight of the lightning like flowing clouds and water. The miscellaneous consciousness fell one after another, and his mood became clearer. The cry of the insects and birds around him took him back to a certain place in his consciousness: he knelt on the ground on one knee, and the sword energy was the wind and blood in the long street. It was a horse corpse that was cut open and cut, and the southern warriors who came without fear of death and came one after another.
He understood where the familiarity came from.
His eyes turned into sharp sword auras. It was not the senior of the Sword Emperor who launched the attack in the distance, but the Jue Zun, who was dressed in black clothes like a bat, and each attack was exactly the same as the one deeply imprinted in the sea of consciousness. Geng Zhao may not remember it, but the Void Realm identified the familiar trajectory and resonated with it in the deepest part of the young man's consciousness...
As before, Geng Zhao blocked every sword energy that was difficult to distinguish with his naked eyes. In order to protect his close friend who was lying beside him, the development of the situation never transitioned to the later stage; after a single shot of hundreds or even thousands of sword energy was opened without missing a single shot, the attack was unfolded again, at a faster speed, a more sharp momentum, and a more tricky angle.This is not Jue Zun, Geng Zhao can clearly detect it.This person... is much better than Juezun.
And he didn't feel that he couldn't handle it.
Engagement is the standard, and content is the basis.The square and circumference of the sky are all behind the knife.
(Only guarding is the ultimate meaning of swordsmanship!)
The feeling of wandering around and being able to handle is getting stronger and stronger. After a few times of reincarnation, my body suddenly raised my body and just stepped out of my body. Standing beside Geng Zhao, I saw a dark and strong short brown boy swinging a single sword, blocking the sword Qi without missing a trace; I turned around and looked around, the black tiles and white walls on both sides of the long street covered the thick shade of the wall, blowing through the afternoon wind of the leaves and cicadas...
Geng Zhao knew that all this was true.It is a real scene that is piled up and restored in the virtual realm through every glance and every listening to the perceptual fragment left in the depths of the sea of consciousness; because human consciousness cannot reach it, there is no risk of transformation and distortion, it can only be true.
But he has never been like this, as if he had entered another level of virtual realm in the virtual realm, so that he could see himself in the virtual realm... So, how many levels are there in the virtual realm? Going to the next level, what kind of situation is there?
Geng Zhao did not continue to think deeply. In the virtual realm, thinking is one of the few things that are extremely limited.
Once you think about something, you may wake up in the next moment, as if you are being chased by the virtual realm; if you force it, you will not only be extremely painful at the moment, but will inevitably suffer from headaches, nausea and nausea after returning to reality, but also many unexplainable discomforts.Therefore, every time I sneak into the virtual realm to read memories, I rely on a hint of clarity before entering the virtual and quiet state.
Fortunately, what attracted him the most at this time was Geng Zhao's technique of blocking Juezun's sword Qi in the virtual realm.
He looked at the moves he used as if he was looking at the person in the mirror, and was fascinated without realizing it.
Those sword moves that should have been scattered and disagreeable in the book were recorded in the book to act independently, as if nine different pictures had completely changed in the hands of the sword-holding boy. With thousands or hundreds of invisible sword qi coming, the nine moves transformed into various ways of dealing with each other, and there was a similarity and deviation between them, but there was a hidden path of mutual understanding, but he never realized it.
He should have discovered it long ago.They come from the same source, how can they not be connected and have nothing to do with each other?
Geng Zhao returned to his body in an instant, and continued to dance the sword into a circle to resist the invisible sword that was whizzing.The difference is that every time the knife is used at this moment, it suddenly becomes meaningful to the young man. He begins to understand why this sweep is easy and the danger is everywhere; his knife begins to speak to him, and his body continues to respond to this whisper, gradually intertwining into a surging resonance...
...Gengzhao, it was me... The familiar voice drilled into the cochlea, and the sticky and dullness suddenly poured in from the ends of the bones, and the body began to become heavy and no longer as light as silk.He knew he had returned to reality....Stop quickly!
The young man suddenly opened his eyes, and his hand knife was placed between a pair of flesh palms. The condensed knife energy instantly spread out. Yu Jin rolled the messy railings, eaves, bricks, unknown iron parts, split weapons and nearly shattered stone locks several feet above the ground before scattering again. The scene was like a dragon hanging ravage, which was terrible.
Geng Zhao didn't know why it turned out like this.Just as I was about to speak, I suddenly felt that a trace of strength in my body could not be raised, and it was almost soft and was supported by Rijiu's palms.With the light outside the smoke and dust, I don’t know how many poor mountain guards surrounded me, as if they were facing a great enemy, and I couldn’t even hear a light breath.
Rijiu saw that he was awake and felt a little relieved.When he heard the movement, Huyan Zongwei had already asked the most elite troops of the King of Conquest to surround the place. Although the king had ordered that no one was allowed to come here today, so as not to disturb the prince-consort and Lord Dianwei, the flying sand and stone walls in the courtyard fell, which was almost the same as being bombarded by a stone, and it had reached a point that could not be ignored.
Changsun Xu first withdrew from the maid and maid, and spent money to send all the officials who came to hear the news. He thought that his master was so righteous that his mind was shocked. After a long time, only Geng Zhao demolished the house alone. He still didn't stop until the night, but he was not seen. He was worried that his friends would consume too much and left behind internal diseases, so he took the risk of jumping into the battle group to stop it.
I was unhappy in living and said, "I'll change another room for you, don't do demolition."Seeing that his pulse was stable, Rijiu finally had the leisure to talk and laugh. He gestured to Hu Yan and others to retreat with his eyes, maintaining the posture of supporting his hands, and holding him onto an undestroyed stairs nearby.
Geng Zhao's mouth moved, so tired that she couldn't raise it. She barely stuttered for a long time, forcing Rijiu to get closer to her ears and asked repeatedly: What?What did you say...?
One move... It took me a long time to laugh, my eyes closed, and breathed heavily like an old cow.
It's really the same trick Ah!
"The Break Sword of the Imperial Tu" has never been a sword technique. It cannot allow you to practice from scratch and achieve a career.If the temperature is missing on the knife, or the talent is a little different, the secret scroll is a piece of the Heavenly Book, and you can't even read it, it's not as practical as straw paper.Wu Dengyong shrugged, returned to his original cynical appearance, rubbed his hands and said:
But if you can understand it, it is the supreme treasure, and one style can be enjoyed for a lifetime.Many masters of our clan have only studied a few things in their lives, and they have benefited endlessly. No one may have the goal of knowing the 188 styles, but there is no need to know this kind of idiot. Even if you hear it occasionally, you must forget it quickly, so as not to put your shit in your head.
(One...one hundred and eighty-eight styles!)
It's Ah, which means the life of 188 top experts.It's just the half that has lost.
Wu Dengyong said indifferently: Before the establishment of the Jin Pi Dynasty, the secret scroll had been recorded in hundreds of styles. In the third century, there were not many people in the world who made their name famous by swords. The ancestors finally relaxed their horizons and began to cause trouble for others. Together, they would not let the martial arts world live a peaceful life.Those who use swords, palms, qi training, and even the weapons, guns and halberds of Qimen are only required to stand at the top of one school. You have been the blood lintel that has been destroyed for eight lifetimes. If you kill mistakes, you will all become a tiger skin specimen in the secret scroll.
This process is rather tragic, but after being so cold and cold, it became inexplicably funny.
Geng Zhao didn't dare to laugh, but then he felt sarcastic.In this way, the foundation of Gongsun’s establishment was actually the “Breaking the Mansion Sword Hidden”.It is this treasure house that has created such masters that can leave behind the merits of the Holy Broken Emperor of the Imperial Picture.
The old man showed a little praise.
After the founding of the Jin Pi, the "Pofu Daozang" copied two copies, including the original one, there were three in total.In the capital, the Dan Tai family took over the country and returned to the new dynasty. At that time, Dan Tai Gongming relied on his own among the Nanling chaos army. Before the army had returned north, he sent his confidants to travel quickly and rush back to the imperial capital to hold the barbarians. In addition to calming the people's hearts and receiving the Yulin guards, ensuring that there is a family to return, and sealing the arsenal to avoid being destroyed by the sword or falling into the hands of others.
The second one who was sealed in the ancestral land of Beiguan would not have this luck.When Dan Tai Gongming destroyed several Gongsun vassal kings, he burned a light for a fire, which probably meant that both jade and stone were burned.
The third copy was not copied on paper. The six Wu Emperors of the Jin Pi Dynasty were appointed by the Emperor, and the emperor was called "Chongling" and his name was quite foresighted. He used the method of losing wax to hide his sword on a copper silhouette. When Gongsun's clan was driven to the Wudeng land, it was the life of the masters. They transported the copper bamboo slips out of Beiguan by truck, so they could not be frozen and burned. This is what I practiced.
Geng Zhao didn't read much, and he had never heard of Gongsun Fufeng's reputation, but Emperor Wu Chongling was well-known, and was commonly found in various folk legends, that is, the one who issued the world's sword and pen order.
Emperor Wu Chongling reigned for a long time, and there were few rivals in history. During this period, he experienced palace fighting, seizing power, and suppressing rebellion. When he was extremely powerful, he intended to suppress the huge sects of the martial arts world, and had a rebellion of legitimate heirs in his later years... The life of this king was full of climaxes, which made everyone love many commentary books. The sword killing of the Three Dragons, pacifying the Five Marquises, and the Zhifei gave birth to a child. Any child can say a few of them.
Geng Zhao suddenly realized that the Wu Emperor Chongling was not a monster character who believed in "The Original Record of Jade Chi" who was willing to subdue demons and swallow the sun and the moon angrily, but a living person, connected to the bloodline of the old man in front of him, or had similar faces or even a burly figure.The stories I loved to hear when I was young have changed now:
The battle between the Five Marquises was extremely tragic, and many innocent soldiers and civilians must have sacrificed; the Three Dragons are by no means true, perhaps they are synonymous with the three top masters?Then the young man's wisdom and stubborn behavior is suspected of being despicable; and the young and beautiful concubine, who is young and young, is willing to quit the aging Martial Emperor, and this is a naked palace scandal!The ending that I thought everyone was happy at first, but now I feel bloody and my thoughts are extremely terrifying.
Do you think about it or not? Look at the ‘Baofu Daozang’ Ah?
The old man's words brought him back to reality.Before he could recover, Geng Zhao hurriedly said:
……think!If you can see the treasure, you will die without regrets!
Hey!Are you afraid of your tongue flashing?Wu Dengyong sneered.The matter of Master Yin is there. Now that you are dead, you have become a ghost, and you are so entangled?Geng Zhao scratched her head reluctantly, and couldn't squeeze out a word to refute it, only the earnestness in her eyes was still in her eyes.
That's the sword of the broken mansion Ah!
In this life, I don’t ask for the saints of the Emperor’s Map, I just want to walk in that treasure house, and all the doubts in my heart will be explained, the clouds are clear and the moon is bright, and there is no more chaos!
Want to look at it?The old man is good at temptation.
……think!Geng Zhao just jumped up with her hind legs.
I want to, too.Wu Dengyong was full of regret and shook his head: I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm full of memories.Miss my youth running in the sunset
(…Huh?)
Senior’s Meaning: The boy calmed down, ignored the sound of heartbreak falling to the ground, his eyes were cold, and he asked with a calm face: Does Tong Jian not be in Wudeng Kingdom, or is he missing?
Tongjian is not in Wudeng Kingdom.I don't know where it is.
The old man spread his hands and his innocent appearance made people want to beat him to death.
It should be said that I used those copper bamboo slips in exchange for Wu Dengguo.Otherwise, do you think the Last Emperor suddenly decided to withstand the opposition of the civil and military officials of the court when he was in a good mood, and to exchange for loyalty that he still didn't know where he was?If there is such a good thing next time, remember to call me, it’s okay to sell your butt.
Therefore, Fengdao Huaiyi's martial arts and loyalty are just thanks later.
Without the rich gold of the sword hidden copper silhouette, maybe I would not have met the last emperor.
Compared with the old man's loss, Geng Zhao's disappointment seemed to be smaller. He also wanted to comfort him and deliberately underestimated:
The senior's cultivation level has reached its peak, comparable to the sword trap.There is no difference between having or not having external objects.Wu Dengyong tsk his tongue and looked at him with a glance: Xu'er, you can make a fat man like this, and you can't even recognize him without flattery. He's amazing.
Geng Zhao scratched his head with a smile, and had an idea, and he moved his words.
It is said that Guanhai Tianmen has a "seven-character style", which is said to be the best of the essence of the sect's martial arts with one move.The same should be true for the records of the Emperor’s Holy Tribulation?
You have insight.Wu Dengyong posed as an airs of a senior expert and shook his head:
However, such concentrated refining may not be suitable for all tricks. The one move in the Emperor's Holy Break Sword is sometimes a sword technique, but it must be simple and refined to the most detailed and exquisite, and preserve its elegance. Do you think if you leave a trick in the secret scroll that doesn't work well, or you're sneering and slandering tricks, you'll have to lose this face for generations or even dozens of generations, and you can bear it?
It's true that's not possible.
Did that senior... have he kept a knife-like shape in the secret scroll?
I'm afraid you won't ask.Wu Dengyong grinned and rubbed his big hands frequently. He wanted to pretend to be polite but couldn't pretend to be modest. It was so awkward that it made people's hair stand on its back.As for me, this...hehe...is not a talent, only six styles are left, not something that can be seen. I won’t say more, I won’t say more.
Geng Zhao nodded.Seniors are indeed amazing.
Your polite and false article is very unpleasant!The old man became annoyed: The two surnames of Gongsun Wudeng combined and the country's reign of the Golden Pi Dynasty for more than 100 years is almost four hundred years old. This is only 188 styles. I left six styles alone... You can calculate it, calculate it!
Geng Zhao counted back and forth several times, and said slowly: It's really amazing.
Your hesitant tone is even more infuriating!If you have farts, please let it go!
I think that the elders in the clan have such accomplishments as this, and the elders in the clan are not as good as that, so how many secret scrolls should be recorded, which is just a sentence from the senior.
Wu Dengyong laughed in anger.Good, you guy Geng!This is saying that I am just a scammer.
How dare you say what you say about seniors? You can say whatever you say.
It seems that it will not work if you don’t give you some colors.The old fisherman rolled up his sleeves and said angrily:
You can see these six styles, and after reading them, tell me if they are just a subtitle!I'm so angry!
You must open your eyes and take a closer look!
Let you talk back!Come on, let grandpa open his eyes
...What happened later?
After dinner, Rijiu retreated and said he wanted to send Gengzhao back to his room to rest.
Huyan Zongwei was also a good man. He knew that the king and Lord Dianwei had something to say and did not let the maids disturb him. Rijiu personally held the candle, and the two young masters walked side by side in the corridor.
Compared to his relationship with his master in the afternoon, Geng Zhao seemed listless on the table, but Wu Deng was so excited that he was eating fish and urged to drink. He ate red and went to sleep with his big belly after the meal. No matter how you look at it, it was a celebration banquet.
Nothing happens.Geng Zhao said dullly: He didn't even gesture, so he turned around and told me another story.I didn't do anything today, I just listen to stories.
Rijiu let out a puff, and saw his friend squinted his eyes and quickly held it in, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and comforted him with kind words.
It turned out that I was taught by my master, no wonder I felt uncomfortable. It’s not your fault or you, but you all use the provocation method. I guess I’ve already realized the good beat. But I heard another story. What’s wrong with this injustice... Hey, don’t joke or laugh. My master is like this, clouds cover the fog and swamp, and the more he is serious, the more he wants to mess with you. To be honest, this is pretty good today. I was afraid that he would just make an excuse to beat you, and he thought it was a job hand in hand, but he didn't expect that he would talk to you for a while. This is not bad, much better than I thought.
Geng Zhao sat in the horizontal railing with her head in anger, kicking her boots into the air, and said in a muffled voice: I hope Senior beat me. It’s better to remember things if your skin hurts you’re too tired to go back empty-handed. Rijiu sat against the eaves pillar, stepped on the carved railing with one leg, shaking the pointed fish-scale gold-width boots, as if he was not as good as the king when he returned to Zhucheng Mountain.
You have to think, what Master and he told you today is about the hometown he cannot go back to, and he has never told me this.I don't think it's all without reason.
Geng Zhao said speechlessly for a while, letting go with her shoulders down, as if she was much calmer, her eyes were still staring at the ground with her boots, and she frowned and murmured: You said that senior doesn’t like me, but I am not dissatisfied with senior. It’s just that time is not on my side. If seniors are to me, it will not help dealing with Yin Zhe. I want to go back to Cold Lu Valley or Zhuque Mansion first, and make some preparations. If I still listen to the story tomorrow, I am afraid that I will offend my seniors inadvertently.
Changsun Xu laughed and hugged his shoulder.
Don't worry, I won't kill you for the sake of my country.
Geng Zhao glared at him angrily and waved his shoulders and shook them away.
I don’t have this kind of cultivation!I'll kill you first.
If you offend, you will offend. If he is furious and leaves, it is also your two of you who are angry.You can say it's fate.Rijiu jumped down from the railing, and saw his close friend showing a little surprise. He said happily: The more I studied fate, the more I found that there were people in the secrets of heaven. Often, a thought could turn the world around. Human power was said to be small, but it might not be that small.Since you have come here, why not stand by your nature and take a look?
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The next day, Geng Zhao got up early and washed it well. When he arrived at the atrium yesterday, Wu Dengyong was already raising his feet under the shade of the eaves to cool off, chewing heavily in his mouth, and the familiar smell of fat and meat lingered around the pillars, and it had not been gone for a long time.When he saw the young man, the old man threw something from the oil-paper bag beside him, patted the broken cakes on his collar, and smacked his lips:
One of Dugu Rong's bad habits is his stinginess. After he became emperor, only white porridge, vinegar celery, and salty beans were left for breakfast in the inn, so that the birds could fade out of his mouth.Try this scallion and hot pot, there is no other one in Yuepu City.Be careful to burn your mouth.
The Liu Cinema and General's Mansion that Geng Zhao has been to is considered a high-level public service, but this cannot improper his words.Since Emperor Xiaoming of the White Horse Dynasty, the Office has indeed strictly enforced simplicity, and the Ministry of Personnel's budget is small enough.But Rijiu was the king of the country, and the Ministry of Rites who received him was definitely not stingy in this regard, so as not to lose face of the superior country. I don’t know why the old man said this, so he took it carefully and thanked him respectfully.
The onion meat in Buwenju is extremely delicious, especially when it is released, it is hot.Geng Zhao's hand was steaming with heat. When he bit open the crispy and scorched skin, the clear yellow and hot scallion oil overflowed. If it weren't for his old horse's knowledge, he would have thought he had bought it from the stall outside the door, rather than Buwenju, who was half a city away.
Do you drink?Wu Dengyong patted the butter gourd on his waist.
Geng Zhao shook his head.Don't drink during the day.
By chance, I don't drink it either.I threw the gourd, then I picked up a piece of fire and bit it off, chewing and blowing, and eating it so hard.The tea heart tea from the nameless old shop at Fengshui Bridgetou. I remember that the old man who sells tea was named Zhu. The ragged flag stroke says "Chat Heart" is the one.
This tea is bitter and astringent, and has a very poor taste. Although it will be sweet when it is extremely bitter, you probably won’t care at that time.A copper coin can be used as a bowl, and three can be used to fill a gourd. It is said that it can clear the liver and anneale, relieve alcohol and refresh the spirit, and eliminate thirst and heat, but it is only impossible to strengthen the yang.Drink quickly, drink quickly, eat and drink enough to work.
Geng Zhao was stunned and raised her head, almost smashing the oily gourd into the forehead.
Fortunately, the horns of the snail are extremely fast, and the clothes are rising with two squeaks. The boy let go of his hand and catches the gourd. His left hand burns evenly and continues to send it to his mouth. His expression is still unchanged, and the look of chewing the gourd with his hand is particularly funny.
Wu Dengyong yelled twice, smiling and squinted, squinting: Okay, someone thought it was boring yesterday and had to exercise his muscles and bones... We heard your request!I am satisfied with the arrangements for you today.
Changsun Xu would never run to tell his words to his master. It seems that the conversation between the two last night was always under the eyes of the old man.As Wu Dengyong's identity, eavesdropping on the younger generation's words is too much. Geng Zhao has always believed Rijiu's words, believing that his attitude towards the world was to hide the pain and force himself to get out of the haze of the past. At this moment, he felt deeply that the old man had lost his dignity and was stunned.
Last night, I thought about what my close friend said. After finally calming down, I decided to give myself and the old man another chance to complete the three-day agreement. Unexpectedly, today has not yet begun, and I was severely hit by the old man's bad behavior.
Geng Zhao suppressed his anger and swallowed the fire, and poured a tea heart tea, which almost made him wrinkled his face. Not to mention how annoying the old man who smiled happily and said, "I sucked my mouth and gritted my teeth and said:
Please advise me for your advice.
Then it begins.Wu Dengyong asked with a smile:
What you want is big or small?
Geng Zhao chose Xiao without hesitation.
It’s not that he was afraid of being beaten by Wu Dengyong and chose the young man. Just as he told Rijiu last night that he could remember the pain in his skin. Geng Zhao was never afraid of pain, let alone suffering. What he was afraid of was that he didn’t understand.He never understood his sword and sword skills.
Wu Dengyong nodded with relief.
It is rare that guests are not greedy for anything, good things are good.As the saying goes, buy one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one buy high get one get
That was closed yesterday.
...Give low; buy low and get high, it’s red and sexy!
You just asked about the size.Geng Zhao felt that his fists were hard:
The seniors clearly want to tell another story for another day?
It's easy to move your mouth.He actually admitted it!Even if you can hold on for a while.
Are you satisfied with the promised exercise?
You move your muscles and my mouth.Wu Dengyong had a thick and slutty face, but he was not ashamed at all. He smiled happily:
If you choose "big", I will choose the sword skills along the way. Of course, there are few moves. Wherever you can learn, it depends on your luck. First, it is not a choice, because I can't finish teaching.Since you choose "Xiao", there is no such thing as a high-quality swordsmanship. I can help you see your own swordsmanship.
Geng Zhao was so angry that he didn't realize that he chose the wrong choice.No matter how powerful a sword technique is, it cannot be practiced in a few days, let alone within one day. Even if you can enter the virtual realm and read the memory repeatedly, you cannot make up for the missing details out of thin air.
The problem is that Geng Zhao has never learned any swordsmanship.
How to say that?You kid are so humble.Wu Dengyong took out an oil cloth bag from his arms. Geng Zhao felt familiar. When he saw the old man unbuttoning the cloth bag, he took out a thin book. He shook his head and chanted: 'Xiazhao's sword technique was created by Geng Zhao, a native of Longkou Village, and recorded by the dyed red Xia...'
Geng Zhao's face suddenly turned bloody and his heart surged. He didn't care about the etiquette and rushed towards the old man, rushing back: ...Give me back!A flash of eyes hit the old man's chest, but there was no real feeling, and then he banged!The flowered railing collapsed, rolled on the ground, and then jumped up, but saw the old man sleeping lazily where he was just now, drinking the gourd with a delicious taste.
Since moving to Zhuquehang, Geng Zhao has collected this "Xiazhao Sword Technique" with precious and heavy content. Not only is it wrapped in several layers of oil cloth, it also locks it into a steel box and hides it into the secret compartment of the bookcase, and even the baby Jin'er doesn't know.With Wu Dengyong's cultivation level, he found a thin book in the house, and thought that even the girls would not be aware of it.
He calmed down a little and understood that the old man was so stolen that he wanted to steal things from him, for fear that it would be more difficult than killing his opponent. He suppressed his anger and bowed his fists and said: I am confused for a while, and I hope that the senior will forgive him if he offends.This thing is extremely valuable to me. I also asked my seniors to give it to me in large quantities.
It is okay for you to be angry, it is not good to be too depressed.I have something to say first, except for the inscription on the cover, I didn’t read what was written in it, nor did I plan to read it.Wu Dengyong took the book into his arms and said calmly:
What's wrong with these girls? You don't do anything else, so this "other people" naturally includes me.But if this book flows into someone who is interested, it is ironclad evidence to say that Shuiyue Dingxuan's second-hand courtyard has an affair with Geng Dianwei of the General's Mansion in the East of Zhen. At that time, you will want to carry an eight-person sedan chair to marry her through the door, and it will be too late.
When we reach this threshold, even if Shui Yue Dingxuan and General Zhenbei have ten thousand thoughts about marrying their daughter, they cannot marry for face; not only can they not marry, they also have to settle the score with you. There is no benefit on both sides, and they cannot be beaten and killed.You think this is a love thing. I look like a death talisman. I guess you will not destroy it. It is kept for the time being. One day you plan to marry the girl from the Ran family and return it to you.
Geng Zhao was shocked when he heard this and immediately understood the danger.
If Senior Sword Emperor can sneak into the Suzaku Mansion, wouldn’t Yin Hengye not?With Xiao Jianzhi's status and status, he was still attacked in such a rumor battle. If Hong'er was involved in the storm, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Hearing that Wu Dengyong had not seen his privacy, Geng Zhao's mood was much calmer, and he bowed with fists, which was both an apology and a thank you.The old man waved his hand and threw the gourd containing bitter tea to him. Geng Zhaoben wanted to refuse. When he saw the old man pointing to the collapsed railing, there were a few oil-paper bags of scallion meat burnt, he realized that it was the meaning of exchange and held back with a smile. Seeing that he was eating with relish, he suddenly realized that everything was extremely absurd and sighed sincerely:
The seniors come to keep these three-day promises, which is enough to feel warm. If the younger generation is lucky enough to save their lives, they will definitely pay for it in the future.As my predecessor said, in just three days, it is difficult to teach me the skills and skills. I know it is impossible, but there is no need to force it.
Wu Dengyong didn't look back and giggled while eating.You also found that we were really inconsistent, right?
There is a saying about Rijiu.But I think... Geng Zhao also laughed.What the predecessor said is extremely true.
Don't listen to him, the little fat man comforts people.Wu Dengyong shook his head and said: I plan to be a kind and friendly elder of the martial arts. I will give you a gift package, but you really don’t treat me.If you have a low character and do evil, it would be fine, but you did a good job... How can you say it, it makes me very bored.
Even the 'I don't like you enough' makes me look like a bad person.Can you please stop provoking girls?Don’t always want to be a good person?Can you be a little greedy and cowardly?Let me like you a little more, or you hate you more, it’s okay, it’s not up or down, it’s boring.
The younger generation did not intend.Who doesn't want a big gift package?
Geng Zhao touched her nose. Although she was helpless, her smile was inexplicably refreshing.After I was talking, I felt much more relaxed. As long as I didn’t think that the old man was the sword emperor and didn’t want to get any consecrated golden and jade chisel, it would not be difficult to get along with each other.
Why not...listen to me to tell a story?Wu Dengyong obviously has a starting and ending temperament.It may also be that I am old and I may not be able to change my post.
Then I want another one to burn.I have to endure something.
make a deal.Wu Dengyong said: Yesterday I said that I left six styles in the secret scroll of the Emperor's Holy Break. For four hundred years, I could only rank second.Remember?
Remember.Geng Zhao specially chose a full onion meat to cook it with fire, so that the meat filling was enough.
The first-ranked one, leaving behind seventeen styles in the Royal Tu Holy Broken Sword.His name is Gongsun Fufeng.
The Golden Pi Dynasty could not help but compete, and the Gongsun family itself had a tradition of challenging the door, thus deriveing a rigorous system:
It is not necessary to say that private fights in the dark night, pre-posting posts to invite fellow martial arts fellow workers, etc.In addition to the testimony of both parties during the competition, local elders and court institutions can also issue notaries. Each battle requires a certificate of three parties before they can be established. After the war, there must be a record, and three copies will be made, and the notary will be signed and sealed. Each party in the competition will keep one copy, and the third copy will be kept by the local government, and will be regularly recorded and submitted to the court for filing.
The defeated side can challenge the winner accordingly in the future.If you do not want to be attached to grudges and only do it, you can also sign a life and death certificate without any hatred. This is also a unique invention of the Golden Pi Dynasty.
The gangsters who violated the ban by martial arts have become recognized by the court so far. The disputes between sects and forces can be resolved through open competitions.The distinction between warriors and bandits has never been so clear, and the development of the forces in the martial arts world has reached an unprecedented peak.
Gongsun's family was helped by the world and had an imperial career. At the beginning of its founding, it was a situation where the government was in the minority and big world. From then on, all internal and external troubles were shadows of various sects behind it.The successor Wu Emperor, everyone who practiced martial arts and swords, was actually due to the family style of founding a country with martial arts, but they actually had to do so.
The problem is: wealth and glory have always been the enemy of warriors.
In the generation of Gongsun Fufeng, the Gongsun royal family, who used the imperial map to intimidate the world with the saint of the imperial map, only added five styles to the secret scroll, three of which were left by the founding Martial Emperor.The martial arts of Emperor Wu is no longer the emperor, and it is known to everyone.
However, the world of martial arts cannot tolerate weak emperors.
Just as the forces from all walks of life were about to move, the snow came suddenly.A royal master lost to an unknown small sect named Qingping Dao in an open competition.
...Why should a master of the Gongsun royal family challenge a country sect?Geng Zhao immediately heard something was wrong.Wu Dengyong was calm and shrugged: Maybe it was because there was a beautiful master's wife or younger sister in Qingping's knife, or maybe he wanted to pick a soft persimmon to kill it, leaving a half-stage in the secret scroll... No matter what the reason is, this is a sign of corruption.If the law is present, this should not have happened.
The competition process is impeccable and there is no place to make a fuss.If you lose, you lose.
The government and the country do not take it seriously. Winning and losing are based on luck. It is not that you can’t fight back. How can you be foolproof when fighting?But the Gongsun royal family could not afford to lose this face, so someone volunteered to avenge their shame, wanting to protect their dignity for Emperor Wu, and then was defeated under Qingping's sword in an open duel.
...This is interesting.Geng Zhao ate the last one and burned it, and was very excited.According to the story routine, this "Qingping Dagger" should continue to defeat the royal masters who came to challenge until the court was disgraced.How many did they kill in the end?
Thirty-three.
Geng Zhao almost choked to death by bitter tea.
An unknown country sect can defeat the thirty-three sword masters of the Gongsun royal family?
Strictly speaking, "Qingping Dao" Yan Shouyu defeated six royal masters who went to challenge.The remaining twenty-seven were all broken in other competitions.
The Gongsun family has many branches and leaves. In addition to those who have been granted titles to various places as marquises, there are also independent sects.The six consecutive victories of the Qingping Dao Yan family completely revealed the unbearableness of the royal family to the world, and the challenge book flew like snowflakes; although no one dared to fight against Emperor Wu, those who set up their own families and were granted titles from other places became the target of public criticism.The undefeated myth of the Holy Broken Sword of the Imperial Map is about to become a joke, but there are no famous masters in the royal family.
Gongsun Fufeng grew up among the people and returned to the royal family for only a few years, he has been in the arsenal.The Emperor Wu's direct line looked down on his background and refused to use a knife. When Gongsun Fufeng opened the gate of the arsenal to fight for Lan Yihou who had been taking care of him, he wore a long sword on his waist.
A young man from the royal family, who was born in the folk, used his sword to use a sword to win the first victory after the 33 defeats of Gongsun, and from then on his unbeaten duel.
Soon after Emperor Wu passed away, the five marquises began to rebel. Gongsun Fufeng gave his orders in danger, made many achievements, wiped out competitors from both inside and outside, and finally ascended the throne, and regarded Chongling as the title of Emperor Wu.
...This story is very inspiring.It's pretty good in routine and innovative.I just don’t know what it has to do with me, Geng Zhao thought.
Gongsun Fufeng was too lazy. He was willing to compete and fight, but he refused to sit down and condense it, turning the method of defeating the enemy into a style and put it in the secret scroll.It is such a person who left seventeen poses in the Holy Broken Sword of the Imperial Tu, making the rest of us look like a hammer.Wu Dengyong's eyes were a little tired of the world, and he shook his head and said:
The sword styles he left were recorded by others for him. Sometimes it was the decisive move, and sometimes it was a few tricks without any beginning or end. It was hard to say one, but they were all very powerful.The first time he left a trick, someone asked him what he wanted to call him, he left the six words "Start from Qingping" in the secret scroll.Some people say that it corresponds to the word "feng" in the name, some people say that it refers to the Qingping Dao Yan family, and there are some who talk about what started from Hanwei and eventually became emperors.I think he just writes randomly.
The second time I left the move, someone asked what the name of this move was, but he gave him a blank look and said angrily: Are you idiots?Isn't this the same move as last time?‘The sync is gone, and I will reply again from now on.If the title in the secret book is left blank, there must be a charter, right?We are forced to call us "Qingping Second" and "Qingping Third" all the way to "Qingping Third".
Geng Zhao smiled and said: This Martial Emperor is really interesting.
That didn't get you.Wu Dengyong snorted: When I looked at these seventeen moves, I felt that he was damn. Some were as powerful as thunder, shocking in the sky; some were cold and sharp, and suddenly disappeared... Can this be called "all the same move"?Why don't you play with eggs?
Geng Zhao was amused by the old man's arrogant appearance and asked with a smile: Do you think it was the same move?
Wu Dengyong cursed himself, as if he had not heard it. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot when he practiced the remnants of the Emperor Chongling. The two of them had formed a bond in the next lifetime, which was difficult for many years.Geng Zhao repeated again, and the old man stopped cursing, suddenly turned his head, and looked into the boy's eyes, as if he was smiling.
I have to ask you Ah.Do you think it's the same trick?
Geng Zhao laughed in surprise, and saw that he had no intention of being arrogant and confused.
Wu Dengyong stared for a long time, suddenly moved his gaze away and looked at Geng Zhao's waist; Geng Zhao could instinctively follow his gaze, and the old man's eyes turned to his shoulders... In an instant, the young man felt a sense of oppression as if he was desperate. Unlike the sharp gaze of Old Tai Cheng, Xiao, the sharp gaze of the sword emperor, which caused this strange oppression, and at the same time had an indescribable sense of familiarity.
With a loud bang, Geng Zhao came to his senses and realized that he was sitting in the fragments of the railing on the ground, leaving a faint pain after the impact on the door.Wu Dengyong was still sitting in the same place, with his hands crossed, resting his lower abdomen at will; but he didn't know when he retreated more than a meter away, and then collapsed a small half of the inlay, and suddenly realized:
Senior... Senior's eyes are so fierce that I can even force me to get up and retreat! A touch of forehead, my palms were wet and cold.
Wu Dengyong smiled and raised his eyes, and snorted faintly: I have enough rest, it’s coming.
Geng Zhao suddenly felt cold in his heart, but he didn't know where it came from. This was a crisis that he had never even experienced when facing the Yin thief. Before he could think about it, he hurriedly raised his palm: Previous...Senior!Can you...can you give me a knife?The younger generation can’t resist it!
The old man smiled: The knife is two feet, five inches, three minutes long, and weighs three pounds, seven and a half ounces. Isn’t it already in your hands?Pay attention, this is here!He suddenly raised his eyes and his eyes shot straight into his heart!
Geng Zhao thought, and the illusion knife in his palm had already emerged. He was swinging his blade, but his mind moved before he moved. He knelt among the fragments of the inner fan, and blocked the deadly sight of the lightning like flowing clouds and water. The miscellaneous consciousness fell one after another, and his mood became clearer. The cry of the insects and birds around him took him back to a certain place in his consciousness: he knelt on the ground on one knee, and the sword energy was the wind and blood in the long street. It was a horse corpse that was cut open and cut, and the southern warriors who came without fear of death and came one after another.
He understood where the familiarity came from.
His eyes turned into sharp sword auras. It was not the senior of the Sword Emperor who launched the attack in the distance, but the Jue Zun, who was dressed in black clothes like a bat, and each attack was exactly the same as the one deeply imprinted in the sea of consciousness. Geng Zhao may not remember it, but the Void Realm identified the familiar trajectory and resonated with it in the deepest part of the young man's consciousness...
As before, Geng Zhao blocked every sword energy that was difficult to distinguish with his naked eyes. In order to protect his close friend who was lying beside him, the development of the situation never transitioned to the later stage; after a single shot of hundreds or even thousands of sword energy was opened without missing a single shot, the attack was unfolded again, at a faster speed, a more sharp momentum, and a more tricky angle.This is not Jue Zun, Geng Zhao can clearly detect it.This person... is much better than Juezun.
And he didn't feel that he couldn't handle it.
Engagement is the standard, and content is the basis.The square and circumference of the sky are all behind the knife.
(Only guarding is the ultimate meaning of swordsmanship!)
The feeling of wandering around and being able to handle is getting stronger and stronger. After a few times of reincarnation, my body suddenly raised my body and just stepped out of my body. Standing beside Geng Zhao, I saw a dark and strong short brown boy swinging a single sword, blocking the sword Qi without missing a trace; I turned around and looked around, the black tiles and white walls on both sides of the long street covered the thick shade of the wall, blowing through the afternoon wind of the leaves and cicadas...
Geng Zhao knew that all this was true.It is a real scene that is piled up and restored in the virtual realm through every glance and every listening to the perceptual fragment left in the depths of the sea of consciousness; because human consciousness cannot reach it, there is no risk of transformation and distortion, it can only be true.
But he has never been like this, as if he had entered another level of virtual realm in the virtual realm, so that he could see himself in the virtual realm... So, how many levels are there in the virtual realm? Going to the next level, what kind of situation is there?
Geng Zhao did not continue to think deeply. In the virtual realm, thinking is one of the few things that are extremely limited.
Once you think about something, you may wake up in the next moment, as if you are being chased by the virtual realm; if you force it, you will not only be extremely painful at the moment, but will inevitably suffer from headaches, nausea and nausea after returning to reality, but also many unexplainable discomforts.Therefore, every time I sneak into the virtual realm to read memories, I rely on a hint of clarity before entering the virtual and quiet state.
Fortunately, what attracted him the most at this time was Geng Zhao's technique of blocking Juezun's sword Qi in the virtual realm.
He looked at the moves he used as if he was looking at the person in the mirror, and was fascinated without realizing it.
Those sword moves that should have been scattered and disagreeable in the book were recorded in the book to act independently, as if nine different pictures had completely changed in the hands of the sword-holding boy. With thousands or hundreds of invisible sword qi coming, the nine moves transformed into various ways of dealing with each other, and there was a similarity and deviation between them, but there was a hidden path of mutual understanding, but he never realized it.
He should have discovered it long ago.They come from the same source, how can they not be connected and have nothing to do with each other?
Geng Zhao returned to his body in an instant, and continued to dance the sword into a circle to resist the invisible sword that was whizzing.The difference is that every time the knife is used at this moment, it suddenly becomes meaningful to the young man. He begins to understand why this sweep is easy and the danger is everywhere; his knife begins to speak to him, and his body continues to respond to this whisper, gradually intertwining into a surging resonance...
...Gengzhao, it was me... The familiar voice drilled into the cochlea, and the sticky and dullness suddenly poured in from the ends of the bones, and the body began to become heavy and no longer as light as silk.He knew he had returned to reality....Stop quickly!
The young man suddenly opened his eyes, and his hand knife was placed between a pair of flesh palms. The condensed knife energy instantly spread out. Yu Jin rolled the messy railings, eaves, bricks, unknown iron parts, split weapons and nearly shattered stone locks several feet above the ground before scattering again. The scene was like a dragon hanging ravage, which was terrible.
Geng Zhao didn't know why it turned out like this.Just as I was about to speak, I suddenly felt that a trace of strength in my body could not be raised, and it was almost soft and was supported by Rijiu's palms.With the light outside the smoke and dust, I don’t know how many poor mountain guards surrounded me, as if they were facing a great enemy, and I couldn’t even hear a light breath.
Rijiu saw that he was awake and felt a little relieved.When he heard the movement, Huyan Zongwei had already asked the most elite troops of the King of Conquest to surround the place. Although the king had ordered that no one was allowed to come here today, so as not to disturb the prince-consort and Lord Dianwei, the flying sand and stone walls in the courtyard fell, which was almost the same as being bombarded by a stone, and it had reached a point that could not be ignored.
Changsun Xu first withdrew from the maid and maid, and spent money to send all the officials who came to hear the news. He thought that his master was so righteous that his mind was shocked. After a long time, only Geng Zhao demolished the house alone. He still didn't stop until the night, but he was not seen. He was worried that his friends would consume too much and left behind internal diseases, so he took the risk of jumping into the battle group to stop it.
I was unhappy in living and said, "I'll change another room for you, don't do demolition."Seeing that his pulse was stable, Rijiu finally had the leisure to talk and laugh. He gestured to Hu Yan and others to retreat with his eyes, maintaining the posture of supporting his hands, and holding him onto an undestroyed stairs nearby.
Geng Zhao's mouth moved, so tired that she couldn't raise it. She barely stuttered for a long time, forcing Rijiu to get closer to her ears and asked repeatedly: What?What did you say...?
One move... It took me a long time to laugh, my eyes closed, and breathed heavily like an old cow.
It's really the same trick Ah!
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