Chapter 13

Li Xiu took a little meal, looked around and went straight out of Wudang without stopping.

In the mountains and forests, Li Xiu was like a mandrill, with wind at his feet, catching up with the galloping horse and even cheetah, but soon he came out of Wudang from the rear of Wudang.

Then he went around town and back to the inn.

Li Xiu had been prepared for several months in advance, and told him that it might take more than ten days to go out, so he didn't have to go in and clean the room.

So when he got back to the inn, there was no bad feeling that his room was occupied.

At the door of the room, Li Xiu slowly pushed the door. After he stepped in, he first looked at the right door facing inside. The small wood stubble on the door frame was still there.

This is also the preparation he made before. If there are people who don't know how to enter his room in the past ten days, the small stubble will never be far away.

After entering the room, Li Xiu threw a glance at the window again, and there was no sign of prying. Then he let go.

Without a moment's delay, he bent over to remove a plank from under the bed and took out the two secret books and the rest of his belongings in his arms.

Then he asked the store to clean the room, change the tea, and put on a table to eat.

In the past ten days, although I have the Jiuyang Scripture to protect my body, I can survive after eating some wild vegetables, but I have to eat some normal food after I get out of the cliff.

After he had enough to eat and drink, Li Xiu lay in bed and began to study the two secret books carefully.

One unknown sword skill, one seven injury fist.

At the bottom of the cliff, although Li Neng pressed huogong Toutuo with qishang fist, it didn't mean that Li Xiu entered the door with qishang fist.

In fact, most of its power depends on the strength of Jiuyang Qi. The others are just the subtle moves of qishangquan and the way of exerting Qi.

He thought for a moment in his head, finally put down the seven injury fist and focused on the unknown sword technique in his hand.

It's not that Li Xiu despises qishang boxing, but Li Xiu values qishang boxing more than his nameless sword technique.

A few days ago, he deliberately talked about the Kongtong faction. He had heard some rumors about the Kongtong faction from those people.

Mu Lingzi, the founder of Kongtong school, was famous for his seven injury boxing in the early years. He had few opponents. That's why he made seven injury boxing a martial art of Zhen school.

And after learning the Nine Yang Scripture, Li Xiu is no longer the martial arts Xiaobai, and has a new understanding of the seven injury fist.

Qishangquan is definitely a very meaningful and exquisite martial art. If you practice it deeply, you can develop hard and soft strength at the same time, even seven different strength.

He is good at urging the enemy's heart. His fist power is complex and changeable. His power is shocking.

It's not as bad as the five elders in Kongtong in the original novel.

Li Xiu thought that Zhang Wuji seldom used qishang boxing later, not because his martial arts were too weak, but because he didn't think it was too powerful and cruel.

A shot is to go to the most vulnerable viscera. Even if the boxer doesn't die immediately, he will be weak and ill all his life.

That indecisive, kind and generous Zhang Wuji how can make.

As for Kongtong five elders' seven injury boxing, it's not worth mentioning. If you don't have enough internal power, you'll hurt yourself first.

However, although qishangquan has many advantages, it also has one difficulty, that is, it is very difficult to practice.

The Xingqi diagram is complicated, and it's hard to control its strength. It's really not a martial art that can be mastered in a short time. That's why he focuses on this unknown sword technique.

On the other hand, this unknown sword skill is just a delicate and complicated move.

It only takes a short time for Li Xiu, who has a clear mind and a clear mind after the completion of the Nine Yang Scripture, to fully master and exert his great power.

As for the more powerful Qi Shang Quan, which is due to Li Xiu's plan, it can only be discussed in the future.

After January, the season has gradually reached deep spring, and the weather has gradually warmed up.

It's the best restaurant in the town at the foot of Wudang. It's still on the second floor near the window. Li Xiuzheng, dressed in ice white robes, bamboo hairpins and black rolling cloud boots, drinks himself.

This month is totally different from before. It seems that he is really a young man of a family who goes out to play.

It's not that Li Xiu lost his enterprising spirit after he got the Sutra. On the contrary, his wild hope never relaxed.

He wants to be the best in the world.

The one worthy of the name is not the one that Zhang Sanfeng can become by boiling or dying.

There was a lot of noise in the street downstairs, and then passers-by stopped to talk, which also attracted Li Xiu's idea.

On the main road of the town, a group of 20 or 30 young women came from the entrance of the town, dressed in white and holding swords.

They were all protecting an exquisite carriage in the middle of the procession, as if there were some important people in it.

Li Xiu leaned against the window and took another sip of the wine. He knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for was coming.

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo, the eldest disciple of Emei sect, came to visit Wudang.

"The time of seven years has come. Did you come to Wudang to retrieve the heaven reliant sword?"

Li xiunan said to himself, and then there was an inexplicable smile in the corner of his mouth.

An hour later, in the hall of Wudang Zhenwu, the disciples of Emei stood on both sides. In the center, a woman in white with gauze slowly entered from the door.

Although they didn't get the whole picture, they just showed their beautiful eyes, which made Zhang Wuji and Song Qing's face slightly dull, and their eyes unconsciously followed the woman.

The six swordsmen of Wudang stand and wait.

Zhang Sanfeng, a slovenly Taoist, is the best expert in the world. There are many people in the world who respect and awe him.

Zhou Zhiruo is not worthy of Zhang Sanfeng's attention, but he represents one of the six schools. He should not be ignored, especially on behalf of Emei.

The word "Emei" has something to do with a person or a woman, which makes Zhang Sanfeng have to have a special part in it.

Thinking about it, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes seemed to emerge the bright and smart woman.

That was nearly a hundred years ago. At that time, he was also called Zhang Junbao. He was a Shaolin worker. He was young and shallow.

When Huashan saw him for the first time, he was injured in hand to hand. When the girl saw that the wound on his hand was bleeding, she took out a handkerchief from her arms to bandage his wound.

When the girl saw the wound in his palm, she thought that the people in her heart were afraid of suffering in the wandering world. She couldn't help but shed tears. When she saw that the woman was so sad, he didn't know why he couldn't speak either.

That time he was so close to see her eyebrows, from then on his heart also live in a person.

I met again at the foot of Shaoshi mountain. The little girl has become a pretty girl. She went to Shaolin to find out the whereabouts of her heart through the colorless Zen master, but she was lost.

When the woman went down the mountain, he kept following after four or five steps. He didn't dare to go forward and didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, the woman looked back at him and recognized the injured boy on Huashan three years ago.

When the woman asked him if he had come down the mountain to see her off, he was caught off guard and blushed.

The woman took out a pair of iron Arhats from her arms and gave them to him. Later, the boy learned that they were given to her by colorless Zen master because of her feelings on her 16th birthday.

It may be that Zen master colorless didn't find out the whereabouts of the people in his heart. He was disappointed and heartbroken and gave it to him.

"Let's say goodbye and see you later."

The third and last meeting.

A few days later, he was falsely accused of stealing Shaolin martial arts and was chased and killed by Shaolin.

When I was in great trouble, I was scared, but I didn't expect to meet a woman again.

In order to protect them, his master Chueh yuan put him and her in an iron bucket and ran for tens of miles. Finally, he exhausted himself and died.

He lost his only relative in the world. Seeing that he was young, lonely and helpless, the woman gave him the gold bracelet on her wrist and told him to go to Xiangyang to find her parents to protect him.

I'll see you later.

But this time it was not just a few days, but a hundred years.

The river's Lake is so big, how small two people are. Once separated, they will never see each other.

Later, the women wandered in the rivers and lakes for several years, and they searched hard for the best people in their hearts. They got out of their home in Emei and set up the Emei school.

Coincidentally, he also became a Taoist and founded Wudang.

A green lamp long companion, a dedicated cultivation, is not really see through the red love?

It's said that Fengling ferry met in the river and lake. Since then, Guo Xiang has been searching the river and lake for many times and missed Yang Guo's life.

He had met for three times and had been dreaming for a hundred years.

One hundred years later, he has become Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang. He has a great reputation. No one in the world knows who he is. He has reached the highest level of martial arts. Who is the opponent in the world.

How can you compare with me!

His mind fell into the memory, and he could not help breathing, but suddenly he sighed and looked a little lonely. He could not help turning to hide his emotion.

"Yes, that's Yang Guo. How can I compete?"

A hundred years later, he mentioned the bright eyed, bright and smart woman again. Apart from saying that Guo Xiang of Emei had been kind to me in her early years, what else could he say about my old relationship with her.

The four or five steps became a lifetime