Chapter 18 Chapter Eighteen
Linghu Chong's coma lasted for an unknown amount of time, sometimes he felt a little bit of consciousness, and his body seemed to be floating in the clouds, and after a while, he passed out again.He was dizzy and woke up from time to time, sometimes it seemed that someone poured water into his mouth, and sometimes it seemed that someone used fire to burn his whole body. Of course, he couldn't move his limbs, and he couldn't even open his eyelids.
This day his mind was slightly clear, he felt that the vein gates of both wrists were being grasped, and a stream of scorching qi was injected from the vein gates of both hands, which immediately clashed with the true energy stored in his body.
His whole body was indescribably uncomfortable, he just wanted to open his mouth to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, as if he was being tortured by all kinds of tortures.
I don't know how many days have passed in such a drowsy state, I only feel that every time the true energy enters the body, the pain is slightly less than the previous time, and I understand a little bit in my heart, knowing that there is a person with extremely high internal strength who is healing my wounds, He thought to himself: "Could it be that Master and Mistress invited a senior expert to save my life? Where did Yingying go? Where is Master and Mistress? Why didn't Junior Sister disappear?" Thinking of Yue Lingshan, the blood in his chest surged, And personnel do not know.
So every day someone came to give him internal energy.After losing his true energy that day, Linghu Chong's mind was much clearer than before, and he said: "Thank you, senior, I... where am I?" Slowly opened his eyes, he saw a wrinkled face, With a gentle smile.
Linghu Chong felt that this face was very familiar, and looked at him in a daze for a while, seeing that the man had no hair on his head and burnt incense scars, he was a monk, he vaguely remembered, and said: "You...you are Fang... ...Master Fang..."
The old monk looked very relieved, smiled and said: "Very good, very good! You recognize me, I am Fang Sheng." Linghu Chong said: "Yes, yes. You are Master Fang Sheng." In a small room, a lamp on the table was like a bean, emitting a faint yellow light. He was sleeping on the couch with a quilt covering his body.
Fang Sheng said: "What do you think?" Linghu Chong said: "I'm better. Where am I?" Fang Sheng said: "You are in Shaolin Temple." Linghu Chong was very surprised and asked: "I... I’m in Shaolin Temple? Where’s Yingying? Why did I come to Shaolin Temple?” Fang Sheng smiled and said, “You’ve just regained consciousness, so don’t waste your mind, so as not to cause repeated injuries. Let’s talk about everything later.”
Afterwards, one morning and one night, Fang Sheng came to the small room to use his internal strength to help him heal his wounds.After more than ten days, Linghu Chong was able to sit up and eat and drink by himself, but every time he asked where Yingying was and why he came to the temple, Fang Sheng always smiled and didn't answer.
On this day, Fang Sheng gave Linghu Chong his inner strength again, and said, "Young Xia Linghu, your life is saved for the time being. But the old monk has limited skills and cannot dissolve the strange qi in your body. If you procrastinate day by day, I'm afraid that within a year, your internal injuries will be serious again. At that time, even if there is a Da Luo Jinxian, it will be difficult to save your life." Linghu Chong nodded and said: "Dr. That is to say. The master spared no efforts to save each other, and the younger generation is already very grateful. A person has a life span and a destiny. No matter how powerful the master is, he can’t go against the sky.” Fang Sheng shook his head and said, “My Buddhist family doesn’t believe in the destiny, but only talks about it. Fate method. I told you that day, brother Fang Zheng, the abbot of this temple, has profound internal energy. If he is destined to be with you and can pass on the secret technique of "Yi Jin Jing" to you, then the muscles and bones can still be transferred, not to mention the internal energy and abnormal energy. I'll take you to meet the abbot right now."
Linghu Chong had heard the reputation of Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and he was very happy. He said: "Master Fangzheng introduced me. Even if the younger generation does not have the fate and is not favored by Master Abbot, it is a very rare opportunity to meet this eminent monk in the world." Get up slowly, put on your clothes, and follow Master Fang Sheng out of the small room.
Once outside, the sun is dazzling, as if entering another world, and the spirit is refreshed.
When he was moving, his legs were sore and weak, so he had to walk slowly, but he saw that the halls and halls in the temple were magnificently constructed.I met many monks along the way, and they all stayed away from a distance, bowed their heads to Fang Sheng, and performed the ceremony very respectfully.
Go through three long corridors and come outside a stone house.Fang Sheng said to the little novice outside the house: "Fang Sheng has something to ask, brother abbot." The little novice went in to report, then turned around and came out, clasped his hands together and said, "The abbot has a request."
Linghu Chong followed Fang Sheng and went into the room, only to see a short old monk sitting on a futon in the middle.Fang Sheng bowed and saluted, and said: "Fang Sheng pays homage to Brother Fang Zhang, and introduces Linghu Chong, the first disciple of Huashan School." Linghu Chong immediately knelt down and kowtowed.Abbot Fangzheng bowed slightly, raised his right hand, and said, "Young man, less courtesy, please sit down."
After Linghu Chong paid his respects, he sat down on the futon where Fang Sheng gave birth to his head. He saw that Abbot Fang Zheng had a thin face and a kind expression, and he couldn't tell how old he was. , to be so unassuming, if he hadn't known in advance, who would have guessed that he is the head of the biggest sect in the martial arts world."
Master Fang Sheng said: "Young Hero Linghu has recuperated for more than two months, and he is much better." Linghu Chong was shocked again: "It turns out that I have been in a coma for more than two months. More than ten days."
Fang Zheng said: "Very good." Turning his head to Linghu Chong, he said, "Young man, Mr. Master Yue is in charge of the Huashan faction. He is a strict and upright person, and his reputation is well known in the world. I have always admired him." Linghu Chong stood up and said "Don't dare. This junior was seriously injured and unconscious, and was rescued by Master Fang Sheng. It turned out to be more than two months. My master and wife are sure to be safe?" I shouldn't ask others if my master and wife are safe. He was worried about it and couldn't help blurting out.
Fang Zheng said: "I heard that Mr. Yue, Mrs. Yue and the disciples of the Huashan School are all in Fujian right now."
Linghu Chong immediately relaxed his heart, and said: "Thank you, Master Abbot, for your knowledge." Then he couldn't help feeling sad: "Master, Master, I finally brought my junior sister to Junior Brother Lin's house."
Fang Zheng said: "Young hero, please sit down. I heard from Fang Sheng's junior brother that the young hero's swordsmanship is superb, and he has won the true instruction of Mr. Feng, the predecessor of Huashan. It is really gratifying." Linghu Chong said: "Don't dare." Fang Zheng Said: "Old Mr. Feng has been in seclusion for a long time, the old man only said that he has passed away, and he is still in the world, which makes people overjoyed." Linghu Chong said: "Yes."
Fang Zheng said slowly: "After the young hero was injured, he was mistaken by others, so that many kinds of true energy were injected into his body, which was difficult to dispel. Brother Fang Sheng has already told the old monk in detail. The old monk has carefully studied the details. Only the "Yi Jin Jing" can be used to gradually remove it with one's own power. If the body of the young hero is forced by external force, although it can prolong his life for a while, it is actually drinking poison to quench thirst, and the trouble is even deeper. Master Fang Sheng has been using internal skills for two months to prolong his life. Your life, but after his true energy is injected into your body, there is another strange kind of true energy in your body. Try your luck, young hero, and you will know yourself." Linghu Chong felt a little bit of luck, and he really felt the inner breath in his dantian surging , It was hard to restrain, the pain was so severe that he swayed suddenly, and the sweat dripped from his forehead.
Fang Sheng said together: "The old man is incompetent, which increases the suffering of the young man." Linghu Chong said: "Where did the master say that? The master did his best for the younger generation, and spent a lot of merit in the cultivation. The younger generation is a human being, and I really appreciate the kindness of the master for rebuilding. Fang Sheng said: "I dare not. Mr. Feng had great kindness to me in the past, and what I did is just to repay Mr. Feng's kindness in case."
Fang Zheng raised his head and said, "What do you mean by great kindness and great virtue, deep hatred and deep hatred? Kindness is fate, and hatred is also destiny. Hatred cannot be attached, and kindness does not need to be attached. Everything in the world is like a passing cloud. After a hundred years, there will be more What kindness and hatred?"
Fang Sheng replied: "Yes, thank you brother for your guidance."
Fang Zheng said slowly: "Buddhist disciples, compassion is the foundation. Since you know that the young man suffers from this internal injury, you should do your best to save it. The magic skill of "Yi Jin Jing" was created by Bodhidharma, the first ancestor of Eastern Zen Buddhism. Master Zu Huike got it from his ancestor. Master Huike was originally named Shenguang, a native of Luoyang. He was a master of Confucianism and Taoism when he was young. Ancestor Bodhidharma saw that what he had learned was mixed, preconceived ideas were deep, he thought he was smart, and it was difficult for him to understand the principles of Zen, so he refused to accept him at the moment. Master Shenguang begged for a long time, but he still couldn't get the door to enter, so he immediately raised his sword and stabbed himself The left arm was severed."
Linghu Chong let out an "ah" and said in his heart, "This Master Shen Guang is so determined to seek the Dharma and the Tao."
Fang Zheng said: "Once Bodhidharma saw his sincerity, so he accepted him as a disciple and changed his name to Huike. He finally had to inherit the mantle of Bodhidharma and pass on the Zen tradition. The second ancestor followed what Bodhidharma learned. It is the great way of Buddhism. According to the "Langa Sutra", you can understand your mind and see your nature. Although the name of my sect's martial arts is spread all over the world, it is actually a late learning, which is insignificant. Back then, Bodhidharma only taught his disciples some methods to strengthen their bodies. The body is healthy, the mind is healthy, and the mind is easy to understand. But the disciples of later generations are often obsessed with martial arts, so that they ignore the basics and ignore the purpose of the martial arts taught by the ancestors. It's a pity, a pity." He shook his head repeatedly.
After a while, Fang Zheng said again: "After the ancestor passed away, the second ancestor saw a scroll of scriptures beside the futon of the ancestor, and that was the "Yi Jin Jing". The meaning of this scripture is profound. The ancestor studied hard, but couldn't understand it. He thought that the ancestor Bodhidharma left this scripture beside the stone wall for nine years. Although the scriptures are few, it must be very important. He is already an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, but his old man has been thinking hard and cannot understand it. It is very rare for the world to desire a great virtue with profound wisdom and superior to him. Therefore, after more than twenty years, the secret meaning of the scriptures has not been revealed. One One day, the second patriarch met the Sanskrit monk Pramitri in Mount Emei, Sichuan, and talked about Buddhism. The second patriarch took out the "Yi Jin Jing" and studied it together with Pramitri. The two eminent monks inspired each other at the Golden Summit of Emei, and after seventy-seven forty-nine days, they finally understood each other."
Fang Sheng said in praise: "Amitabha, so good!"
Abbot Fangzheng continued: "However, what Master Panamidi expounded was mostly Zen Buddhism. Until twelve years later, the Second Patriarch met a young man who was proficient in martial arts on Chang'an Road. They talked for three days and three nights. Only then did I comprehend all the mysteries of martial arts in the "Yi Jin Jing"." He paused and said, "That young man was a great hero in the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and later assisted Emperor Taizong in pacifying the Turks. Li Jing, who was named Duke of Wei. Li Weigong built extraordinary feats, and I think he also got a lot of lessons from the "Yi Jin Jing."
Linghu Chong said "Oh", thinking: "It turns out that "Yi Jin Jing" has such a big background."
Fang Zheng also said: "The kung fu in the "Yi Jin Jing" connects the veins of the body, and the spirit of the five internal organs. It does not disperse in a week, moves continuously, qi is generated from the inside, and blood is moistened from the outside. Force hair, save and let go, apply naturally, come out without knowing it, like the rising of the tide, like the hair of thunder. Young hero, practicing the "Yi Jin Jing", it is like a small boat on the sea's huge waves When the middle and raging waves are surging, the small boat will naturally throw up and down, so why use force? If you want to use force, how can you use it? Where do you use it?"
Linghu Chong nodded again and again, feeling that this truth is really broad and profound, and it has something in common with what Feng Qingyang said about swords.
Fang Zheng said again: "Because this "Yi Jin Jing" is so powerful, it has not been passed on for hundreds of years unless it is due to its own people, and it cannot be passed on unless it is due to fate. It was not taught. Just like Fang Sheng’s younger brother, he has high martial arts skills and strict discipline, he is a remarkable figure in this temple, but he has not been taught this scripture by his previous master.”
Linghu Chong said: "Yes. The younger generation does not have such a blessing, so I dare not ask for it."
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "No way. Young Hero is destined."
Linghu Chong was full of surprises, his heart was beating wildly, he never thought that this Shaolin secret skill was not taught even by an eminent Shaolin monk like Master Fang Sheng, but he was predestined to do so.
Fang Zheng said slowly: "Buddhism is vast, and it is only destined to cross. The young man is the successor of Mr. Feng, this is a fate; the young man came to my Shaolin Temple, this is another fate; the young man does not learn the "Yi Jin Jing" 》, you must die, it is beneficial for Fang Sheng’s disciples to learn it, and there is no harm if they don’t practice it, the difference between them is another fate.”
Fang Sheng folded his hands together and said, "Young Hero Linghu has a deep fortune, and Fang Sheng is also pleased."
Fang Zheng said: "Brother, you are persistent by nature. You stick to the reality of everything. You have never penetrated the ultimate truth of the three doors of liberation of 'emptiness, non-appearance, and non-action', and you have not penetrated the barrier of life and death. It's not that I don't want to pass on the "Yi Jin Jing" to you, but I'm really afraid that after you study this superior martial art, you will become obsessed with it, and your true career in Zen meditation will inevitably be wasted."
Fang Sheng looked panic-stricken, stood up, and respectfully said: "Senior brother taught you well."
Fang Zheng nodded slightly, expressing encouragement, and after a long while, seeing Fang Sheng's face smile, he became happy, nodded again, turned to Linghu Chong and said: "There is still a major obstacle in the middle, but now we have to cross it. Yes. Since Bodhidharma, this "Yi Jin Jing" has only been passed on to the disciples of this temple, not to outsiders. This rule cannot be broken by the old monk. Therefore, the young hero must join me as a disciple of Shaolin Shaolin sect in Songshan Shaolin Temple. After a pause, he said again: "If the young man doesn't dislike it, he will return to the old monk's sect and become a disciple of the 'Guo' generation. He can be renamed Linghu Guochong."
Fang Sheng said happily: "Congratulations young man, my abbot brother has only accepted two disciples in his life, and that was thirty years ago. Young man is my abbot's closed disciple, not only to get a glimpse of the "Yi Jin Jing" He is profound in martial arts, and my abbot senior brother is proficient in the twelve Shaolin martial arts, which can be taught according to his ability, and then the young hero will surely make our family famous and shine in the martial arts world."
Linghu Chong stood up and said: "I would like to thank Master Abbot for your kindness. This junior is very grateful. It's just that this junior is a member of the Huashan sect, so it's inconvenient for me to join another master." It refers to this. Young man, you are no longer a Huashan disciple, and you probably don’t know it yet.”
Linghu Chong was taken aback, and said in a trembling voice, "I...I...why am I not a member of the Huashan sect?"
Fang Zheng took out a letter from his sleeve, and said, "Young hero, please have a look." With a light palm of his hand, the letter flew towards Linghu Chong.
Linghu Chong caught it with both hands, and felt his whole body shake. He couldn't help but be shocked: "This master abbot really has unfathomable inner strength. With just this thin letter, he can actually transmit such profound inner strength." Seeing the cover on the envelope Zhu Qian of "The Seal of the Head of the Huashan School" wrote the letter "To the Master of the Shaolin School", the nine characters are neatly framed and dignified, it is exactly the handwriting of Master Yue Buqun.Linghu Chong faintly felt that something was wrong, his hands trembled, he took out the letter paper, read it again, it was really hard to believe that such a thing happened in the world, read it again, he felt the world was spinning, and with a thump, he fell to the ground.
After waking up, Linghu Chong stood up in the arms of Master Fang Sheng, and couldn't help crying loudly.Fang Sheng asked: "Why is the young hero so sad? Is there something wrong with respecting the teacher?" Linghu Chong handed over the letter, choked up and said: "Master, please read."
Fang Sheng took it, and saw the letter read:
"Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan School, bowed his head, and presented the letter in front of the head master of the Shaolin School: He is in charge of the Huashan Gate with immorality. After a long time of greetings, it is a voiceless voice. It is Linghu Chong, a traitor of our school, who has a stubborn nature and repeatedly violates the door. In recent years, I have made more friends with evildoers and gangsters, claiming to share blessings with them and share difficulties. I am not incompetent. Although severe training and punishment have been imposed, it has not been effective. In order to maintain the righteousness of the martial arts and the reputation of integrity, I will The traitor Linghu Chong was expelled from the sect. From now on, this traitor is not a disciple of the Restoration Sect. If there is another act of colluding with adultery and causing disaster, I pray that all decent friends of mine will punish him. I will be grateful. Lin Shu I’m ashamed, I can’t express what I mean, I hope Master forgive me.”
After Fang Sheng read it, he was also very surprised. He couldn't think of any words to comfort Linghu Chong. He handed the letter back to Fang Zheng. It's not supposed to be in a relationship."
Fang Zhengdao: "The heads of the decent sects of all the families must have received this letter from the respected master and passed it on to their disciples. Even if you are not injured, as long as you get out of this sect, on the rivers and lakes, there are thorns and thorns every step, and all the decent sects Disciple, everyone is your enemy."
Linghu Chong was startled, remembering that beside the mountain stream, Yingying also said such words.At this moment, not only heretics want to kill him, but everyone in the decent sect regards himself as an enemy. Although the world is big, there is no room for him; He has the virtue of virtue, and also the grace of nurturing. Unexpectedly, he was expelled from the teacher for his willful and reckless behavior. It is expected that when the master wrote these letters, the pain in his heart may be more than that of himself.Feeling sad and ashamed at the same time, I wish I could just hit my head to death.
With tears in his eyes, he saw the expressions of pity on the faces of the two monks Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng. He suddenly remembered that Liu Zhengfeng wanted to wash his hands in the golden basin and quit the martial arts. It can be seen that there is no balance between good and evil, even for such a talented and powerful person like Liu Zhengfeng, it is inevitable, let alone such a helpless, humble, seriously injured and dying young man like me?What's more, the group of evil spirits gathered on the five tyrants, and such a big thing happened?
Fang Zheng said slowly: "The sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. Even if you are a heinous villain, as long as you have repentance in your heart, anyone who comes to Buddhism will not be rejected. You are still young, and you stumbled and handed over to the bandit by mistake. Could it be that you are helpless?" A new way? Your relationship with the Huashan faction has been completely severed. From now on, under my Shaolin sect, you will change your past and become a human being again. In the martial arts world, there may not be anyone who can embarrass you." He said these few words It's an understatement, but it has a majestic atmosphere.
Linghu Chong thought to himself: "At this moment, I have nowhere to go. If I take shelter under the Shaolin sect, not only can I learn the miraculous inner strength and save my life, but with the prestige of the Shaolin sect, no one in the world would dare to ask Master Fangzheng for help." Disciple trouble."
But at this moment, there was a stubbornness in his chest, and he was full of enthusiasm, thinking: "A man can't stand between heaven and earth by himself, and he shyly asks for shelter from other factions. What kind of hero is he? Thousands of people in the world want to Kill me, let them kill me. Master doesn't want me, and expelled me from the Huashan sect, so I will walk alone, but what?" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel blood rushing up, my mouth was thirsty, and I could only Wanting to drink dozens of bowls of strong wine from him, and forgetting about life and death sects, all of a sudden, even Yue Lingshan, who has always been in his heart, became like a stranger.
He stood up, bowed down to Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng, and kowtowed several times respectfully.
The second monk only said that he had decided to join the Shaolin School, and there were smiles on his face.
Linghu Chong stood up and said in a clear voice: "This junior is neither tolerated by the teacher, nor has the face to change to another school. The two masters are merciful, and this junior is grateful, so I bid farewell."
Fang Zheng was stunned, he didn't expect this young man to be so unafraid of death.
Fang Sheng persuaded: "Young Xia, this matter is about your life and death, so don't let your emotions get you into trouble."
Linghu Chong chuckled, bowed in salute, turned around and left the room.His chest was filled with a sense of injustice, and his steps were surprisingly brisk, and he walked out of Shaolin Temple with great strides.
Linghu Chong came out of De Temple with a feeling of desolation in his heart. He looked up to the sky and smiled, thinking: "The decent people regard me as an enemy, and the heretics want to kill me. Most likely Linghu Chong will not survive today. Let's see. Who took my life." After touching it, there is no money in the bottom of the bag, no sword in the waist, even the short piano that Yingying gave her has disappeared, it is really nothing, and there is nothing to worry about, so she walked down Shaoshi Mountain.I thought to myself: "There are tens of thousands of people in the world, not all of them have sects. From now on, I will be a lonely soul with no master and no sect. Master, wife, and junior junior sister all regard me as a stranger. The younger junior sister suspects that I have swallowed up Junior Brother Lin's "Resisting Evil." "Sword Manual", when I am a shameless person, look down on me, look down on me, and treat me like a stranger?" Walking in the afternoon, seeing that it was far away from Shaolin Temple, people were tired and hungry, and thought: "But where can I find something to eat?" Suddenly I heard footsteps, seven or eight people came rushing from the west, all of them After the costume is over, he is armed with a weapon and is in a hurry to run.Linghu Chong thought to himself: "If you want to kill me, do it, so that I won't have to find food again. If I'm full, I'll die anyway, so why bother?" Immediately, he stood in the middle of the road, put his hands on his hips, and said loudly: "Linghu Chong is here Here, whoever wants to kill me, go!" Unexpectedly, when these men rushed to him, they only glanced at him, and then walked around.One person said: "This man is a lunatic." Another person said: "Yes, don't make troubles, and miss a big deal." The other person said: "If that guy escapes, it will be extremely bad." Far.Linghu Chong thought to himself: "So they went after another person." The footsteps of these people stopped, and there was a sound of hoofbeats from the west, and five horses galloped towards him like the wind, passing by him.After galloping for more than ten zhang, a middle-aged woman suddenly appeared on a horse and said, "Guest officer, may I ask, can you see an old man in a white robe? This man is tall and thin, with a Wearing a scimitar." Linghu Chong shook his head and said, "I didn't see it." The woman didn't say a word, turned the horse's head around, and chased the other four riders away. Linghu Chong thought to himself: "Are they going to chase after this old man in white robe? There is nothing left and right, so it's good to go and see the excitement." He then turned and headed eastward.Before it was time for a meal, there were more than ten people chasing after him.After a group of people passed by him, an old man in his fifties turned around and asked: "Brother, can you see an old man in a white robe? This man is tall and thin, with a machete hanging on his waist." Linghu Chong said: " Didn't see it." After walking for a while, I came to a three-way intersection. The bell on the northwest corner rang, and three horses galloped there. The riders were all young people in their twenties.First one of them raised his horsewhip and said, "Hey, if I ask you, you can see a..." Linghu Chong said, "You want to ask a tall and thin old man with a machete hanging from his waist and wearing a white robe, isn't he?" The three of them showed joy, and said in unison: "Yes, where is this man?" Linghu Chong sighed: "I haven't seen it before." How do you know if you haven't seen it?" Linghu Chong smiled and said, "If you haven't seen it, can't you know?" The young man raised his whip and wanted to strike Linghu Chong's head.Another young man said: "Second brother, don't make any troubles, let's chase after him." The young man with the whip in his hand snorted, waved his whip in the air, and galloped away. Linghu Chong thought to himself: "These people are going after an old man in white. I don't know why. It's interesting to go to see the excitement, but if they know that I am Linghu Chong, they will definitely kill me on the spot." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but I was a little scared, but then I thought again: "Right now, both the good and the evil are going to take my life. I will dodge it. Even if I linger on, I will live a few more days, and I will not escape this knife in the end. The days of being so scared to death are longer than What good is one day? It’s better to be at peace with the situation, let’s see whose hands you run into and die.” Immediately, he followed the smoke and dust stirred up by the three horses and walked forward. Afterwards, several groups of people came and asked him about the old man "wearing a white robe, tall and thin, with a machete hanging from his waist".Linghu Chong thought to himself: "These people are chasing the old man in white, they don't know where he is, but they are going in the same direction, it's strange." After walking about another mile, passing through a pine forest, a plain field suddenly appeared in front of me, and there were many people standing there in darkness, at least six or seven hundred people, but the wilderness was too big, and six or seven hundred people were in it, but they only occupied the middle. Little blob.A straight avenue led to the crowd, and Linghu Chong walked along the avenue. Walking closer, I saw a small pavilion among the crowd. It was used for traveling and resting on the mountain road, and the structure was quite simple.The group of people surrounded the gazebo, about several feet apart, but they did not approach. Linghu Chong approached more than ten zhang, and saw an old man in white in the pavilion, sitting alone at a board table drinking, whether he had a machete hanging from his waist, he couldn't be seen for a while.Although this person is sitting, he is almost as tall as an ordinary person. Linghu Chong saw that he was still drinking calmly under the siege of a group of enemies, he couldn't help admiring him, few heroes he had seen or heard in his life were so heroic.He walked forward slowly and squeezed into the crowd. Those people all stared at the old man in white, paying no attention to Linghu Chong's approach. Linghu Chong looked at the old man intently, and saw that he had a handsome appearance, a long and sparse tuft of white beard under his chin, hanging on his chest, holding a wine glass, looking at the place where the loess earth and the blue sky meet in the distance, surrounding him The crowd turned a blind eye.He was carrying a burden on his back, but when he looked at his waist, there was no machete.It turned out that he didn't even carry a weapon. Linghu Chong didn't know the origin of this old man's name, he didn't know why so many people in the martial arts wanted to make things difficult for him, and he didn't know whether he was right or wrong, but he just admired his arrogance like no one else. Unknowingly, there was a feeling of sympathy and sympathy for each other, so he strode forward and said loudly: "Senior, please, you drink alone, you are lonely, I will accompany you to drink." Walking into the gazebo, I bowed to him, Then sat down. The old man turned his head and glanced at Linghu Chong with two cold eyes. Seeing that he was not wielding a weapon and had a sick face. He was a young man he had never met before. A slight surprise appeared on his face. He snorted and did not answer. .Linghu Chong picked up the jug, poured wine into the wine glass in front of the old man first, then poured wine into the other glass, raised his glass and said, "Please!" He drank the wine dry with a bang, the wine was extremely strong, The entrance was cut like a knife, and it flowed into the stomach like countless coals, and praised loudly: "Good wine!" I could only hear a big man outside the gazebo yelling in a rough voice: "Wu that boy, come out quickly! We have to follow Xiang Wentian as hard as we can, and don't get in the way here." Linghu Chong laughed and said, "I'm going to drink with the old man, what's in your way?" What's the matter?" He poured another glass of wine, with a gurgling sound, tilted his neck back and poured it into his mouth, raised his thumb, and said, "Good wine!" A cold voice from the left said: "Boy, go away, don't waste your life here. We are ordered by the Eastern Hierarch to capture the traitor Xiang Wentian. If others come to disturb him, he will die a miserable death." Word." Linghu Chong looked at the source of the voice, and saw that the speaker was a thin man with a face like gold paper, wearing black clothes and a yellow belt around his waist.There were two to three hundred people standing beside him, all dressed in black, but with belts of various colors around their waists.Linghu Chong suddenly remembered that when he saw Qu Yang, the elder of the Demon Sect outside Hengshan City, he was wearing such black clothes, and he vaguely remembered the yellow belt around his waist.The thin man said that he was ordered by the leader of the East to hunt down traitors, so these people are members of the Demon Cult. Could it be that the thin man is also an elder of the Demon Cult? He poured another glass of wine, raised his neck and drank it, and praised: "Good wine!" Xiang Wentian said to the old man in white: "Old senior Xiang, I drank three glasses of wine from you, thank you, thank you!" Suddenly someone from Dongshou shouted: "This kid is Linghu Chong, an abandoned disciple of Huashan School." Linghu Chong glanced around and recognized the speaker as Hou Renying, a disciple of Qingcheng School.At this time, if you look carefully, there are quite a few figures beside him from the Five Sacred Sword Sect. A Taoist said loudly: "Linghu Chong, your master said that you are in the company of evil spirits. It is indeed true. This Xiang Wentian's hands are stained with the blood of heroes and knights. What are you doing with him? Get out of here, everyone! You cut it into meat paste together." Linghu Chong said: "Is this the Taishan sect's uncle? I don't know this senior, but I just saw hundreds of you surrounded him, what does that look like? When did the Five Sacred Sword Sect join hands with the Demon Sect again? Wouldn’t it make the heroes of the world laugh at both good and evil coming together to deal with Senior Xiang alone?” The Taoist said angrily, “When did we join hands with the Demon Sect? The Demon Sect pursued them to teach them Traitors, we are avenging our friends who died under the hands of this villain. We each do our own thing, nothing to do with each other!" Linghu Chong said: "Okay, okay, as long as you fight alone, I will sit and drink and watch the fun. " Hou Renying yelled: "What are you? Let's kill this kid first, and then find Xiang to settle the score." Linghu Chong laughed and said, "If you want to kill me, Linghu Chong, how can you do it? Brother Hou please ask Just come up." Hou Renying once kicked Linghu Chong out of the restaurant, knowing that his martial arts were inferior, he really didn't dare to step forward to make a move, but he didn't know that Linghu Chong's internal strength had been lost, and he was far from what it used to be.The others seemed to be afraid of Xiang Wentian, and they didn't dare to rush into the pavilion just like that. The thin man of the Devil's Cult shouted: "Your surname, Xiang, come with us to see the leader, and ask him to let go of the old man. There may be no way out. You are also a hero of our sect. Do you really want to fight with blood and blood? Is it a joke?" Xiang Wentian let out a hey, raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, but there was a choking sound. Linghu Chong was surprised when he saw an iron chain tied between his hands: "So he escaped from the prison, and he hasn't even taken off the shackles on his hands." He felt more sympathy for him, and thought to himself "This man has no ability to resist, so I will help him resist for a while, and he will die here in a daze." Immediately, he stood up, folded his hands on his waist, and said loudly: "This senior With iron chains on my hands, how can I fight with you? I drank three cups of good wine from his old man, so I had no choice but to help him defend against powerful enemies. Anyone who wants to make a move must kill Linghu Chong first." Xiang Wentian saw that Linghu Chong was crazy and forced himself to stand out for no reason, he couldn't help being very surprised, and said in a low voice: "Boy, why did you help me?" What about your sword?" Linghu Chong said, "I'm using a sword, but it's a pity that I don't have a sword." Xiang Wentian said, "How about your sword skills? You belong to the Huashan School, and your sword skills are probably not very good." Linghu Chong said with a smile: "Originally It's not very clever, and in addition to the serious injury in the lower body, the internal strength is completely lost, which is even worse." Xiang Wentian said: "You don't understand it. Okay, I'll get you a sword." Seeing the white shadow flashing, he has turned to the sword. Qunhao rushed over. In an instant, the saber was dazzling, and more than ten weapons were chopped at him.Xiang Wentian pierced obliquely, and approached the Taoist priest of Taishan School.The Taoist stabbed out with a straight sword, Xiang Wentian's figure swayed, and he dodged behind him, his left elbow kicked back, and hit the back of the Taoist priest with a puff sound, he waved his hands lightly, and wrapped the long sword in his hand around the iron chain Among them, with a little right foot, he jumped back to the gazebo.These few movements of rabbit ups and downs are extremely fast, there is no time for a group of decent heroes to intercept them?A man was the fastest chaser, approaching the gazebo within a few feet, raised his single knife and chopped it down, Xiang Wentian had eyes behind his back, he didn't even look back, kicked out with his left foot, and kicked the man's chest with the sole of his foot.The man let out a loud cry, and flew straight out, the single-handed slash with his right hand was very powerful, and with a cracking sound, he chopped off his right leg. The Taoist sent by Taishan shook a few times, then collapsed limply, with blood gushing out of his mouth. There was thunderous applause among the Demon Cultists, and dozens of people shouted, "Use your handsome skills to the right." Xiang Wentian smiled slightly, raised his hands and clasped his fists at the members of the Demon Cult, thanking the cheers, the iron chains in his hands rang loudly.He waved his hand, and with a click, the sword inserted into the board table, and said: "Take it and use it!" Linghu Chong was full of admiration, and thought to himself: "This man looks down on all the heroes, he really has amazing skills." But he didn't stretch out his hand and drew his sword, and said: "The martial arts of the senior are so good, why should the junior make a fool of himself again." Clasping his fists, he said: "Farewell." Before Xiang Wentian could answer, he saw the sword light flickering, and the three long swords pointed at the pavilion, but it was Hou Renying and other three disciples from the Qingcheng School who attacked.The three swords of the three were all aimed at Linghu Chong, one sword was aimed at his vest, and the other two were aimed at his lower back, the distance between them was less than a foot.Hou Renying shouted: "Linghu Chong, kneel down!" After this shout, the long sword moved forward and pierced Linghu Chong's skin. Linghu Chong thought to himself: "Linghu Chong is a dignified man, although he is unlucky today, he is not willing to die under the swords of these despicable people from your Qingcheng Sect." One sword pierced his chest, and the other pierced his lower abdomen. He immediately laughed and said, "Kneel down, then kneel down!" His right knee was slightly bent, and his right hand had already drawn the long sword on the table. The wrist was broken, and the three long swords fell to the ground together.The faces of Hou Renying and the other three turned pale. It was hard to believe that such a thing would happen in this world. They were at a loss for a moment, and then jumped back.One of the Qingcheng disciples was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he cried loudly in pain.Linghu Chong said apologetically, "Brother, you were the one who wanted to kill me first!" Xiang Wentian applauded: "Good swordsmanship!" Then he said: "The sword has no strength, the internal strength is too weak!" Linghu Chong said with a smile: "It's not only that the internal strength is too weak, it's almost no internal strength." Suddenly, Xiang Wentian shouted, followed by the sound of clanking iron chains, two men in black had rushed into the gazebo, attacking Xiang Wentian.One of these two men was holding double-armed wands of iron, and the other was holding double iron plates, both of which were heavy weapons, the four weapons collided with Xiang Wentian's iron chains, and sparks flew everywhere.Xiang Wentian flashed a few times, trying to get behind the man with the cane, but the man was closely guarded with two canes, protecting the vital parts of his body.Xiang Wentian's hands were bound by iron chains, and they couldn't work well. There were repeated shouts from the Demon Cult, and two more rushed into the gazebo.Both of them used octagonal copper hammers to smash straight up and down.As soon as the two hammers arrived, the man with two sticks turned from defense to offense.向问天穿来插去，身法灵动之极，却也没法伤到对手。每当有隙可乘，铁链攻向一人，其余三人便奋不顾身地扑上，打法凶悍之极。 堪堪斗了十余招，魔教人众的首领喝道：“八枪齐上！”八名黑衣汉子手提长枪，分从凉亭四面抢上，东南西北每一方均有两杆长枪，朝向问天攒刺。 向问天向令狐冲叫道：“小朋友，你快走吧！”喝声未绝，八根长枪已同时向他刺去。便在此时，四柄铜锤砸他胸腹，双怀杖掠地击他胫骨，两块铁牌向他脸面击到，四面八方，无处不是杀手。这十二个魔教好手各奋平生之力，下手毫不容情。看来人人均知和向问天交手，乃世间最凶险之事，多挨一刻，便是向鬼门关走近了一步。 令狐冲眼见众人如此狠打，向问天势难脱险，叫道：“好不要脸！” 向问天突然迅速无比地旋转身子，甩起手上铁链，撞得一众兵刃叮叮当当直响。他身子便如一个陀螺，转得各人眼也花了，只听得当当两声大响，两块铁牌撞上铁链，穿破凉亭顶，飞了出去。向问天更不去瞧对方来招，越转越快，将八根长枪都荡了开去。魔教那首领喝道：“缓攻游斗，耗他力气！”使枪的八人齐声应道：“是！”各退了两步，只待向问天力气稍衰，铁链中露出空隙，再行抢攻。 旁观众人稍有阅历的都看了出来，向问天武功再高，也决难长久旋转不休，如此打法，终究会力气耗尽，束手就擒。 向问天哈哈一笑，突然间左腿微蹲，铁链呼地甩出，打在一名使铜锤之人的腰间。那人“啊”的一声大叫，左手铜锤反撞过来，打中自己头顶，登时脑浆迸裂。八名使枪之人八枪齐出，分刺向问天前后左右。向问天以铁链荡开了两杆枪，其余六人的钢枪不约而同地刺向他左胁。当此情景，向问天避得开一杆枪，避不开第二杆，避得开第二杆，避不开第三杆，更何况六枪齐发？ 令狐冲一瞥之下，看到这六枪攒刺，向问天势无可避，脑中灵光一闪，想起了独孤九剑的第四式“破枪式”，当这间不容发之际，哪里还能多想？长剑闪出，只听得当啷一声响，八杆长枪一齐跌落，八枪跌落，却只发出当啷一响，几乎是同时落地。令狐冲一剑分刺八人手腕，自有先后之别，只是剑势实在太快，八人便似同时中剑一般。 他长剑既发，势难中断，跟着第五式“破鞭式”又再使出。这“破鞭式”只是个总名，其中变化多端，举凡钢鞭、铁锏、点穴撅、判官笔、拐子、蛾眉刺、匕首、板斧、铁牌、八角锤、铁椎等等短兵刃皆能破解。但见剑光连闪，两根怀杖、两柄铜锤又皆跌落。十二名攻入凉亭的魔教教众，除了一人为向问天所杀、一人铁牌已脱手之外，其余十人皆手腕中剑，兵刃脱落。十一人发一声喊，狼狈逃归本阵。 正派群豪情不自禁地大声喝彩：“好剑法！”“华山派剑法，叫人大开眼界！” 那魔教首领发了句号令，立时又有五人攻入凉亭。一个中年妇人手持双刀，向令狐冲杀来。四名大汉围攻向问天。那妇人刀法极快，一刀护身，一刀疾攻，左手刀攻敌时右手刀守御，右手刀攻敌时左手刀守御，双刀连使，每一招均在攻击，同时也每一招均在守御，守是守得牢固严密，攻亦攻得淋漓酣畅。令狐冲看不清来路，连退四步。 便在这时，只听呼呼风响，似是有人用软兵刃和向问天相斗，令狐冲百忙中斜眼一瞥，见两人使链子锤，两人使软鞭，和向问天手上的铁链斗得正烈。链子锤上的钢链甚长，甩将开来，横及丈余，好几次从令狐冲头顶掠过。只听得向问天骂道：“你奶奶的！”一名汉子叫道：“向右使，得罪！”原来一根链子锤上的钢链已和向问天手上的铁链缠住。便在这一瞬之间，其余三人三般兵刃，同时往向问天身上击来。 向问天“嘿”的一声，运劲猛拉，将使链子锤的拉了过来，正好挡在他身前。两根软鞭、一枚钢锤尽数击上那人背心。 令狐冲斜刺里刺出一剑，剑势飘忽，正中那妇人左腕，却听得当的一声，长剑一弯，那妇人手中柳叶刀竟不跌落，反挥刀横扫过来。令狐冲一惊，随即省悟：“她腕上有钢制护腕，剑刺不入。”手腕微翻，长剑挑上，噗的一声，刺入她左肩“肩贞穴”。那妇人一怔，但她极为勇悍，左肩虽然剧痛，右手刀仍奋力砍出。令狐冲长剑闪处，那妇人右肩的“肩贞穴”又再中剑。她兵刃再也拿捏不住，使劲将双刀向令狐冲掷出，但双臂使不出力道，两柄刀只掷出一尺，便即落地。 令狐冲刚将那妇人制服，右首正派群豪中一名道人挺剑而上，铁青着脸喝道：“华山派中，只怕没这等妖邪剑法。”令狐冲见他装束，知是泰山派的长辈，想是他不忿同门为向问天所伤，上来找还场子。令狐冲虽为师父革逐，但自幼便在华山派门下，五岳剑派，同气连枝，见到这位泰山派前辈，自然而然有恭敬之意，倒转长剑，剑尖指地，抱拳说道：“弟子没敢得罪了泰山派的师伯。” 那道人道号天乙，和天门、天松等道人乃属同辈，冷冷地道：“你使的是什么剑法？”令狐冲道：“弟子所使剑法，乃华山派长辈所传。”天乙道人哼了一声道：“胡说八道，不知到哪里去拜了个妖魔为师，看剑！”挺剑向令狐冲当胸刺到，剑光闪烁，长剑发出嗡嗡之声，单只这一剑，便罩住了他胸口的“膻中”、“神藏”、“灵墟”、“神封”、“步廊”、“幽门”、“通谷”七处大穴，不论他闪向何处，总有一穴会让剑尖刺中。这一剑叫做“七星落长空”，是泰山派剑法的精要所在。 这一招刺出，对方须得轻功高强，立即倒纵出丈许之外，方可避过，但也必须识得这一招“七星落长空”，当他剑招甫发，立即毫不犹豫地飞快倒跃，方能免去剑尖穿胸之祸，而落地之后，又须应付跟着而来的三招凌厉后着，这三招一着狠似一着，连环相生，实所难当。天乙道人眼见令狐冲剑法厉害，出手第一剑便使上了这下绝招。自泰山派先辈创了这招剑招以来，与人动手第一招便即使用，只怕从所未有。 令狐冲一惊之下，猛地想起在思过崖后洞的石壁之上见过这招，当日自己学了来对付田伯光，只学得不像，未能取胜，但于这招剑法的势路却了然于胸。这时剑气森森，将及于体，更无思索余暇，登时挺剑直刺天乙道人小腹。这一剑正是石壁上的图形，魔教长老用以破解此招，粗看似是与敌人斗个两败俱伤，同归于尽。其时泰山派这招“七星落长空”分为两节，第一节以剑气罩住敌人胸口七大要穴，当敌人惊慌失措之际，再以第二节中的剑法择一穴而刺。剑气所罩虽是七穴，致敌死命，却只一剑。这一剑不论刺在哪一穴中，都可克敌取胜，是以既不须同时刺中七穴，也不可能同时刺中七穴。招分两节，本是这一招剑法的厉害之处，但当年魔教长老仔细推敲，正从这厉害之处找出了弱点，待对方第一节剑法使出之后，立时疾攻其小腹，这一招“七星落长空”便即从中断绝，招不成招。 天乙道人一见敌剑来势奥妙，绝无可能再行格架，大惊失色，纵声大叫，料想自己肚腹定然给长剑洞穿，惊惶中也不知痛楚，脑中一乱，只道自己已经死了，登时昏晕摔倒。其时令狐冲剑尖将及他小腹，便即凝招不发，倘若天乙的武功稍差，料想不到令狐冲这一下剑刺小腹的厉害招数，反不致吓得晕去。 泰山派门下眼见天乙倒地，均道是为令狐冲所伤，纷纷叫骂，五名青年道人挺剑来攻。这五人都是天乙的门人，心急师仇，五柄长剑犹如狂风暴雨般急刺疾舞。令狐冲长剑连点，五名道士手腕中剑，长剑呛啷、呛啷落地。五人惊惶之下，各自跃开。只见天乙道人颤巍巍地站了起来，叫道：“刺死我了，刺死我了！” 五个弟子见他身上无伤，不住大叫，尽皆骇然，不知他是死是活。天乙道人叫了几声，身子一晃，又复摔倒。两名弟子抢过去扶起，狼狈退开。 群豪见令狐冲只使半招，便将泰山派高手天乙道人打得生死不知，无不心惊。 这时围攻向问天的又换了数人。两个使剑的汉子是衡山派中人，双剑起落迅速，找寻向问天铁链中的空隙。另一个左手持盾，右手使刀，却是魔教中的人物，这人以盾护体，展开地堂刀法，滚近向问天足边，以刀砍他下盘。向问天的铁链在盾牌上接连狠击两下，都伤他不到。盾牌下的钢刀陡伸陡缩，招数狠辣。 令狐冲心想：“这人盾牌护身，防守严密，但他一出刀攻人，自身便露破绽，立时可断他手臂。” 忽听得身后有人喝道：“小子，你还要不要性命？”这声音虽然不响，但相距极近，离他耳朵似不过一两尺。令狐冲一惊回头，已和一人面对面而立，两人鼻子几乎相触，急待闪避，那人双掌已按住他胸口，冷冷地道：“我内力一吐，叫你肋骨尽断。” 令狐冲心知他所说不虚，站定了不敢再动，连一颗心似也停止了跳动。那人双目凝视着令狐冲，只因相距太近，令狐冲反而无法见到他容貌，但见他双目神光炯炯，凛然生威，心道：“原来我死在此人手下。”想起生死大事终于有个了断，心下反而舒泰。 那人初见令狐冲眼色中大有惊惧之意，但片刻之间，便现出一股满不在乎的神情，如此临死不惧，纵是武林中的一流高手亦所难能，不由得起了钦佩之心，哈哈一笑，说道：“我偷袭得手，制你要穴，虽然杀了你，谅你死得不服！”双掌一撤，退了三步。 令狐冲这才看清，这人矮矮胖胖，面皮黄肿，约莫五十来岁年纪，两只手掌肥肥的又小又厚，一掌高，一掌低，摆着“嵩阳手”的架式。令狐冲微笑道：“这位嵩山派前辈，不知尊姓大名？多谢掌下留情。” 那人道：“我是孝感乐厚。”他顿了一顿，又道：“你剑法的确甚高，临敌经验却太也不足。”令狐冲道：“惭愧。'大阴阳手'乐师伯，好快的身手。”乐厚道：“师伯二字，可不敢当！”接着左掌一提，右掌一招便即劈出。他是嵩山派掌门左冷禅的第五师弟，其人貌相丑陋，但一掌出手，登时全身犹如渊停岳峙，气度凝重，说不出的好看。 令狐冲见他周身竟无一处破绽，喝彩道：“好掌法！”长剑斜挑，因见乐厚掌法身形中全无破绽，这一剑便守中带攻，九分虚，一分实。乐厚见令狐冲长剑斜挑，自己双掌不论拍向他哪一个部位，掌心都会自行送到他剑尖之上，双掌只拍出尺许，立即收掌跃开，叫道：“好剑法！”令狐冲道：“晚辈无礼！” 乐厚喝道：“小心了！”双掌凌空推出，一股猛烈的掌风逼体而至。令狐冲暗叫：“不好！”此时乐厚和他相距甚远，双掌发力遥击，令狐冲没法以长剑挡架，刚要闪避，只觉一股寒气袭上身来，登时机伶伶打了个冷战。乐厚双掌掌力不同，一阴一阳，阳掌先出，阴力却先行着体。令狐冲只一呆，一股炙热的掌风跟着扑到，击得他几乎窒息，身子晃了几晃。 阴阳双掌掌力着体，本来更无幸理，但令狐冲内力虽失，体内真气却充沛欲溢，既有桃谷六仙的真气，又有不戒和尚的真气，在少林寺中养伤，又得了方生大师的真气，每一股都浑厚之极。这一阴一阳两股掌力打在身上，他体内真气自然而然地生出相应之力，护住心脉内脏，不受损伤。但霎时间全身剧震，说不出的难受，生怕乐厚再以掌力击来，当即提剑冲出凉亭，挺剑疾刺而出。 乐厚双掌得手，只道对方纵不立毙当场，也必重伤倒地，哪知他竟安然无恙，跟着又见剑光点点，指向自己掌心，惊异之下，双掌交错，一拍令狐冲面门，一拍他的小腹。掌力甫吐，突然间一阵剧痛连心，只见自己两只手掌叠在一起，都已穿在对方长剑之上，不知是他用剑连刺自己双掌，还是自己将掌击到他剑尖之上，但见左掌在前，右掌在后，剑尖从左掌的手背透入五寸有余。 令狐冲倘若顺势挺剑，立时便刺入了他胸膛，但念着他先前掌底留情之德，剑穿双掌后便即凝剑不动。 乐厚大叫一声，双掌回缩，拔离剑锋，倒跃而出。 令狐冲心下歉然，躬身道：“得罪了！”他所使这一招是“独孤九剑”中“破掌式”的绝招之一，自从风清扬归隐，从未一现于江湖。 猛听得砰蓬、喀喇之声大作，令狐冲回过头来，但见七八条汉子正在围攻向问天，其中二人掌力凌厉，将那凉亭打得柱断梁折，顶上椽子瓦片纷纷堕下。各人斗得兴发，瓦片落在头顶，都置之不理。 他便这么望得一眼，乐厚倏地欺近，远远发出一掌，掌力击中令狐冲胸口，打得他身子飞了出去，长剑跟着脱手。他背心未曾着地，已有七八人追将过来，齐举兵刃，往他身上砸落。 令狐冲笑道：“捡现成便宜吗？”忽觉腰间一紧，一根铁链飞过来卷住了他身子，便如腾云驾雾般给人拖着凌空而行。
救了令狐冲性命的正是那魔教高手向问天。他受魔教和正教双方围攻追击，势穷力竭之时，突然有这样一个天不怕、地不怕的少年出来打抱不平，助他击退劲敌，自然大生知己之感。他一见令狐冲退敌的手段，便知这少年剑法极高，内力却极差，当此强敌环攻，凶险殊甚，是以一面和敌人周旋，却时时留心令狐冲的战况，眼见他受击飞出，当即飞出铁链，卷了他狂奔。向问天这一展开轻功，当真疾逾奔马，瞬息间便已在数十丈外。 后面数十人飞步赶来，只听得数十人大声呼叫：“向问天逃了，向问天逃了！” 向问天大怒，突然回身，冲了几步。追赶之人俱皆大惊，急忙停步。一人下盘功夫较浮，奔得势急，收足不住，直冲过来。向问天飞起左足，将他踢得向人丛中摔去，当即转身又奔。众人又随后追来，但这时谁也不敢发力狂追，和他相距越来越远。 向问天脚下疾奔，心头盘算：“这少年跟我素不相识，居然肯为我卖命，这样的朋友，天下到哪里找去？这些狗崽子阴魂不散，怎生摆脱他们才好？” 奔了一阵，忽然想起一处所在，心头登时一喜：“那地方极好！”转念又想：“只是相去甚远，不知有没力气奔得到那里？不妨，我若力气不够，那些狗崽子们更没力气。”抬头一望太阳，辨明方向，斜刺里横越麦田，径向东北角上奔去。 奔出十余里后，又来到大路，忽有三匹快马从身旁掠过，向问天骂道：“你奶奶的！”提气疾冲，追到马匹身后，纵身跃在半空，飞脚将马上乘客踢落，跟着便落上马背。他将令狐冲横放在马鞍桥上，铁链横挥，将另外两匹马上的乘客也都击了下来。那二人筋折骨断，眼见不活了。三人都是寻常百姓，看装束不是武林中人，适逢其会，遇上这个煞星，无端送了性命。乘者落地，两匹马仍继续奔驰。向问天铁链挥出，卷住了缰绳，这铁链在他手中挥洒自如，倒似是一条极长的手臂一般。令狐冲见他滥杀无辜，不禁暗暗叹息。 向问天抢得三马，精神大振，仰天哈哈大笑，说道：“小兄弟，那些狗崽子追咱们不上了。”令狐冲淡淡一笑，道：“今日追不上，明日又追上了。”向问天骂道：“他奶奶的，追他个屁！咱两人将他们一个个杀得干干净净。” 向问天轮流乘坐三马，在大路上奔驰一阵，转入了一条山道，渐行渐高，到后来马匹已不能行。向问天道：“你饿不饿？”令狐冲点头道：“嗯，你有干粮么？”向问天道：“没干粮，喝马血！”跳下马来，右手五指在马颈中一抓，登时穿了一洞，血如泉涌。向问天凑口过去，咕嘟咕嘟地喝了几口马血，道：“你喝！” 令狐冲见到这等情景，甚是骇异。向问天道：“不喝马血，怎有力气再战？”令狐冲道：“还要再打？”向问天道：“你怕了吗？”令狐冲豪气登生，哈哈一笑，道：“你说我怕不怕？”就口马颈，只觉马血冲向喉头，当即咽了下去。 马血初入口时血腥刺鼻，但喝得几口，也已不觉如何难闻，令狐冲连喝了十几大口，直至腹中饱胀，这才离嘴。向问天跟着凑口上去喝血，喝不多时，那马支持不住，长声悲嘶，软倒在地。向问天飞起左腿，将马踢入了山涧。令狐冲不禁骇然，这匹马如此庞然大物，少说也有八百来斤，他随意抬足，便踢了出去。向问天跟着又将第二匹马踢下，转过身来，呼的一掌，将第三匹马的后腿硬生生切了下来，随即又切了那马的另一条后腿。那马嘶叫得震天价响，中了向问天一腿后堕入山涧，兀自嘶声不绝。 向问天道：“你拿一条腿！慢慢地吃，可作十日之粮。”令狐冲这才醒悟，原来他割切马腿是作粮食之用，倒不是一味的残忍好杀，当下依言取了一条马腿。只见向问天提了马腿径向山岭上行去，便跟在后面。向问天放慢脚步，缓缓而行。令狐冲内力全失，行不到半里，已远远落后，赶得气喘吁吁，脸色发青。向问天只得停步等待。又行里许，令狐冲再也走不动了，坐在道旁歇足。 向问天道：“小兄弟，你这人倒也奇怪，内力如此差劲，但身中乐厚这混蛋的两次大阴阳手掌力，居然若无其事，
Linghu Chong came out of De Temple with a feeling of desolation in his heart. He looked up to the sky and smiled, thinking: "The decent people regard me as an enemy, and the heretics want to kill me. Most likely Linghu Chong will not survive today. Let's see. Who took my life." After touching it, there is no money in the bottom of the bag, no sword in the waist, even the short piano that Yingying gave her has disappeared, it is really nothing, and there is nothing to worry about, so she walked down Shaoshi Mountain.I thought to myself: "There are tens of thousands of people in the world, not all of them have sects. From now on, I will be a lonely soul with no master and no sect. Master, wife, and junior junior sister all regard me as a stranger. The younger junior sister suspects that I have swallowed up Junior Brother Lin's "Resisting Evil." "Sword Manual", when I am a shameless person, look down on me, look down on me, and treat me like a stranger?" Walking in the afternoon, seeing that it was far away from Shaolin Temple, people were tired and hungry, and thought: "But where can I find something to eat?" Suddenly I heard footsteps, seven or eight people came rushing from the west, all of them After the costume is over, he is armed with a weapon and is in a hurry to run.Linghu Chong thought to himself: "If you want to kill me, do it, so that I won't have to find food again. If I'm full, I'll die anyway, so why bother?" Immediately, he stood in the middle of the road, put his hands on his hips, and said loudly: "Linghu Chong is here Here, whoever wants to kill me, go!" Unexpectedly, when these men rushed to him, they only glanced at him, and then walked around.One person said: "This man is a lunatic." Another person said: "Yes, don't make troubles, and miss a big deal." The other person said: "If that guy escapes, it will be extremely bad." Far.Linghu Chong thought to himself: "So they went after another person." The footsteps of these people stopped, and there was a sound of hoofbeats from the west, and five horses galloped towards him like the wind, passing by him.After galloping for more than ten zhang, a middle-aged woman suddenly appeared on a horse and said, "Guest officer, may I ask, can you see an old man in a white robe? This man is tall and thin, with a Wearing a scimitar." Linghu Chong shook his head and said, "I didn't see it." The woman didn't say a word, turned the horse's head around, and chased the other four riders away. Linghu Chong thought to himself: "Are they going to chase after this old man in white robe? There is nothing left and right, so it's good to go and see the excitement." He then turned and headed eastward.Before it was time for a meal, there were more than ten people chasing after him.After a group of people passed by him, an old man in his fifties turned around and asked: "Brother, can you see an old man in a white robe? This man is tall and thin, with a machete hanging on his waist." Linghu Chong said: " Didn't see it." After walking for a while, I came to a three-way intersection. The bell on the northwest corner rang, and three horses galloped there. The riders were all young people in their twenties.First one of them raised his horsewhip and said, "Hey, if I ask you, you can see a..." Linghu Chong said, "You want to ask a tall and thin old man with a machete hanging from his waist and wearing a white robe, isn't he?" The three of them showed joy, and said in unison: "Yes, where is this man?" Linghu Chong sighed: "I haven't seen it before." How do you know if you haven't seen it?" Linghu Chong smiled and said, "If you haven't seen it, can't you know?" The young man raised his whip and wanted to strike Linghu Chong's head.Another young man said: "Second brother, don't make any troubles, let's chase after him." The young man with the whip in his hand snorted, waved his whip in the air, and galloped away. Linghu Chong thought to himself: "These people are going after an old man in white. I don't know why. It's interesting to go to see the excitement, but if they know that I am Linghu Chong, they will definitely kill me on the spot." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but I was a little scared, but then I thought again: "Right now, both the good and the evil are going to take my life. I will dodge it. Even if I linger on, I will live a few more days, and I will not escape this knife in the end. The days of being so scared to death are longer than What good is one day? It’s better to be at peace with the situation, let’s see whose hands you run into and die.” Immediately, he followed the smoke and dust stirred up by the three horses and walked forward. Afterwards, several groups of people came and asked him about the old man "wearing a white robe, tall and thin, with a machete hanging from his waist".Linghu Chong thought to himself: "These people are chasing the old man in white, they don't know where he is, but they are going in the same direction, it's strange." After walking about another mile, passing through a pine forest, a plain field suddenly appeared in front of me, and there were many people standing there in darkness, at least six or seven hundred people, but the wilderness was too big, and six or seven hundred people were in it, but they only occupied the middle. Little blob.A straight avenue led to the crowd, and Linghu Chong walked along the avenue. Walking closer, I saw a small pavilion among the crowd. It was used for traveling and resting on the mountain road, and the structure was quite simple.The group of people surrounded the gazebo, about several feet apart, but they did not approach. Linghu Chong approached more than ten zhang, and saw an old man in white in the pavilion, sitting alone at a board table drinking, whether he had a machete hanging from his waist, he couldn't be seen for a while.Although this person is sitting, he is almost as tall as an ordinary person. Linghu Chong saw that he was still drinking calmly under the siege of a group of enemies, he couldn't help admiring him, few heroes he had seen or heard in his life were so heroic.He walked forward slowly and squeezed into the crowd. Those people all stared at the old man in white, paying no attention to Linghu Chong's approach. Linghu Chong looked at the old man intently, and saw that he had a handsome appearance, a long and sparse tuft of white beard under his chin, hanging on his chest, holding a wine glass, looking at the place where the loess earth and the blue sky meet in the distance, surrounding him The crowd turned a blind eye.He was carrying a burden on his back, but when he looked at his waist, there was no machete.It turned out that he didn't even carry a weapon. Linghu Chong didn't know the origin of this old man's name, he didn't know why so many people in the martial arts wanted to make things difficult for him, and he didn't know whether he was right or wrong, but he just admired his arrogance like no one else. Unknowingly, there was a feeling of sympathy and sympathy for each other, so he strode forward and said loudly: "Senior, please, you drink alone, you are lonely, I will accompany you to drink." Walking into the gazebo, I bowed to him, Then sat down. The old man turned his head and glanced at Linghu Chong with two cold eyes. Seeing that he was not wielding a weapon and had a sick face. He was a young man he had never met before. A slight surprise appeared on his face. He snorted and did not answer. .Linghu Chong picked up the jug, poured wine into the wine glass in front of the old man first, then poured wine into the other glass, raised his glass and said, "Please!" He drank the wine dry with a bang, the wine was extremely strong, The entrance was cut like a knife, and it flowed into the stomach like countless coals, and praised loudly: "Good wine!" I could only hear a big man outside the gazebo yelling in a rough voice: "Wu that boy, come out quickly! We have to follow Xiang Wentian as hard as we can, and don't get in the way here." Linghu Chong laughed and said, "I'm going to drink with the old man, what's in your way?" What's the matter?" He poured another glass of wine, with a gurgling sound, tilted his neck back and poured it into his mouth, raised his thumb, and said, "Good wine!" A cold voice from the left said: "Boy, go away, don't waste your life here. We are ordered by the Eastern Hierarch to capture the traitor Xiang Wentian. If others come to disturb him, he will die a miserable death." Word." Linghu Chong looked at the source of the voice, and saw that the speaker was a thin man with a face like gold paper, wearing black clothes and a yellow belt around his waist.There were two to three hundred people standing beside him, all dressed in black, but with belts of various colors around their waists.Linghu Chong suddenly remembered that when he saw Qu Yang, the elder of the Demon Sect outside Hengshan City, he was wearing such black clothes, and he vaguely remembered the yellow belt around his waist.The thin man said that he was ordered by the leader of the East to hunt down traitors, so these people are members of the Demon Cult. Could it be that the thin man is also an elder of the Demon Cult? He poured another glass of wine, raised his neck and drank it, and praised: "Good wine!" Xiang Wentian said to the old man in white: "Old senior Xiang, I drank three glasses of wine from you, thank you, thank you!" Suddenly someone from Dongshou shouted: "This kid is Linghu Chong, an abandoned disciple of Huashan School." Linghu Chong glanced around and recognized the speaker as Hou Renying, a disciple of Qingcheng School.At this time, if you look carefully, there are quite a few figures beside him from the Five Sacred Sword Sect. A Taoist said loudly: "Linghu Chong, your master said that you are in the company of evil spirits. It is indeed true. This Xiang Wentian's hands are stained with the blood of heroes and knights. What are you doing with him? Get out of here, everyone! You cut it into meat paste together." Linghu Chong said: "Is this the Taishan sect's uncle? I don't know this senior, but I just saw hundreds of you surrounded him, what does that look like? When did the Five Sacred Sword Sect join hands with the Demon Sect again? Wouldn’t it make the heroes of the world laugh at both good and evil coming together to deal with Senior Xiang alone?” The Taoist said angrily, “When did we join hands with the Demon Sect? The Demon Sect pursued them to teach them Traitors, we are avenging our friends who died under the hands of this villain. We each do our own thing, nothing to do with each other!" Linghu Chong said: "Okay, okay, as long as you fight alone, I will sit and drink and watch the fun. " Hou Renying yelled: "What are you? Let's kill this kid first, and then find Xiang to settle the score." Linghu Chong laughed and said, "If you want to kill me, Linghu Chong, how can you do it? Brother Hou please ask Just come up." Hou Renying once kicked Linghu Chong out of the restaurant, knowing that his martial arts were inferior, he really didn't dare to step forward to make a move, but he didn't know that Linghu Chong's internal strength had been lost, and he was far from what it used to be.The others seemed to be afraid of Xiang Wentian, and they didn't dare to rush into the pavilion just like that. The thin man of the Devil's Cult shouted: "Your surname, Xiang, come with us to see the leader, and ask him to let go of the old man. There may be no way out. You are also a hero of our sect. Do you really want to fight with blood and blood? Is it a joke?" Xiang Wentian let out a hey, raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, but there was a choking sound. Linghu Chong was surprised when he saw an iron chain tied between his hands: "So he escaped from the prison, and he hasn't even taken off the shackles on his hands." He felt more sympathy for him, and thought to himself "This man has no ability to resist, so I will help him resist for a while, and he will die here in a daze." Immediately, he stood up, folded his hands on his waist, and said loudly: "This senior With iron chains on my hands, how can I fight with you? I drank three cups of good wine from his old man, so I had no choice but to help him defend against powerful enemies. Anyone who wants to make a move must kill Linghu Chong first." Xiang Wentian saw that Linghu Chong was crazy and forced himself to stand out for no reason, he couldn't help being very surprised, and said in a low voice: "Boy, why did you help me?" What about your sword?" Linghu Chong said, "I'm using a sword, but it's a pity that I don't have a sword." Xiang Wentian said, "How about your sword skills? You belong to the Huashan School, and your sword skills are probably not very good." Linghu Chong said with a smile: "Originally It's not very clever, and in addition to the serious injury in the lower body, the internal strength is completely lost, which is even worse." Xiang Wentian said: "You don't understand it. Okay, I'll get you a sword." Seeing the white shadow flashing, he has turned to the sword. Qunhao rushed over. In an instant, the saber was dazzling, and more than ten weapons were chopped at him.Xiang Wentian pierced obliquely, and approached the Taoist priest of Taishan School.The Taoist stabbed out with a straight sword, Xiang Wentian's figure swayed, and he dodged behind him, his left elbow kicked back, and hit the back of the Taoist priest with a puff sound, he waved his hands lightly, and wrapped the long sword in his hand around the iron chain Among them, with a little right foot, he jumped back to the gazebo.These few movements of rabbit ups and downs are extremely fast, there is no time for a group of decent heroes to intercept them?A man was the fastest chaser, approaching the gazebo within a few feet, raised his single knife and chopped it down, Xiang Wentian had eyes behind his back, he didn't even look back, kicked out with his left foot, and kicked the man's chest with the sole of his foot.The man let out a loud cry, and flew straight out, the single-handed slash with his right hand was very powerful, and with a cracking sound, he chopped off his right leg. The Taoist sent by Taishan shook a few times, then collapsed limply, with blood gushing out of his mouth. There was thunderous applause among the Demon Cultists, and dozens of people shouted, "Use your handsome skills to the right." Xiang Wentian smiled slightly, raised his hands and clasped his fists at the members of the Demon Cult, thanking the cheers, the iron chains in his hands rang loudly.He waved his hand, and with a click, the sword inserted into the board table, and said: "Take it and use it!" Linghu Chong was full of admiration, and thought to himself: "This man looks down on all the heroes, he really has amazing skills." But he didn't stretch out his hand and drew his sword, and said: "The martial arts of the senior are so good, why should the junior make a fool of himself again." Clasping his fists, he said: "Farewell." Before Xiang Wentian could answer, he saw the sword light flickering, and the three long swords pointed at the pavilion, but it was Hou Renying and other three disciples from the Qingcheng School who attacked.The three swords of the three were all aimed at Linghu Chong, one sword was aimed at his vest, and the other two were aimed at his lower back, the distance between them was less than a foot.Hou Renying shouted: "Linghu Chong, kneel down!" After this shout, the long sword moved forward and pierced Linghu Chong's skin. Linghu Chong thought to himself: "Linghu Chong is a dignified man, although he is unlucky today, he is not willing to die under the swords of these despicable people from your Qingcheng Sect." One sword pierced his chest, and the other pierced his lower abdomen. He immediately laughed and said, "Kneel down, then kneel down!" His right knee was slightly bent, and his right hand had already drawn the long sword on the table. The wrist was broken, and the three long swords fell to the ground together.The faces of Hou Renying and the other three turned pale. It was hard to believe that such a thing would happen in this world. They were at a loss for a moment, and then jumped back.One of the Qingcheng disciples was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he cried loudly in pain.Linghu Chong said apologetically, "Brother, you were the one who wanted to kill me first!" Xiang Wentian applauded: "Good swordsmanship!" Then he said: "The sword has no strength, the internal strength is too weak!" Linghu Chong said with a smile: "It's not only that the internal strength is too weak, it's almost no internal strength." Suddenly, Xiang Wentian shouted, followed by the sound of clanking iron chains, two men in black had rushed into the gazebo, attacking Xiang Wentian.One of these two men was holding double-armed wands of iron, and the other was holding double iron plates, both of which were heavy weapons, the four weapons collided with Xiang Wentian's iron chains, and sparks flew everywhere.Xiang Wentian flashed a few times, trying to get behind the man with the cane, but the man was closely guarded with two canes, protecting the vital parts of his body.Xiang Wentian's hands were bound by iron chains, and they couldn't work well. There were repeated shouts from the Demon Cult, and two more rushed into the gazebo.Both of them used octagonal copper hammers to smash straight up and down.As soon as the two hammers arrived, the man with two sticks turned from defense to offense.向问天穿来插去，身法灵动之极，却也没法伤到对手。每当有隙可乘，铁链攻向一人，其余三人便奋不顾身地扑上，打法凶悍之极。 堪堪斗了十余招，魔教人众的首领喝道：“八枪齐上！”八名黑衣汉子手提长枪，分从凉亭四面抢上，东南西北每一方均有两杆长枪，朝向问天攒刺。 向问天向令狐冲叫道：“小朋友，你快走吧！”喝声未绝，八根长枪已同时向他刺去。便在此时，四柄铜锤砸他胸腹，双怀杖掠地击他胫骨，两块铁牌向他脸面击到，四面八方，无处不是杀手。这十二个魔教好手各奋平生之力，下手毫不容情。看来人人均知和向问天交手，乃世间最凶险之事，多挨一刻，便是向鬼门关走近了一步。 令狐冲眼见众人如此狠打，向问天势难脱险，叫道：“好不要脸！” 向问天突然迅速无比地旋转身子，甩起手上铁链，撞得一众兵刃叮叮当当直响。他身子便如一个陀螺，转得各人眼也花了，只听得当当两声大响，两块铁牌撞上铁链，穿破凉亭顶，飞了出去。向问天更不去瞧对方来招，越转越快，将八根长枪都荡了开去。魔教那首领喝道：“缓攻游斗，耗他力气！”使枪的八人齐声应道：“是！”各退了两步，只待向问天力气稍衰，铁链中露出空隙，再行抢攻。 旁观众人稍有阅历的都看了出来，向问天武功再高，也决难长久旋转不休，如此打法，终究会力气耗尽，束手就擒。 向问天哈哈一笑，突然间左腿微蹲，铁链呼地甩出，打在一名使铜锤之人的腰间。那人“啊”的一声大叫，左手铜锤反撞过来，打中自己头顶，登时脑浆迸裂。八名使枪之人八枪齐出，分刺向问天前后左右。向问天以铁链荡开了两杆枪，其余六人的钢枪不约而同地刺向他左胁。当此情景，向问天避得开一杆枪，避不开第二杆，避得开第二杆，避不开第三杆，更何况六枪齐发？ 令狐冲一瞥之下，看到这六枪攒刺，向问天势无可避，脑中灵光一闪，想起了独孤九剑的第四式“破枪式”，当这间不容发之际，哪里还能多想？长剑闪出，只听得当啷一声响，八杆长枪一齐跌落，八枪跌落，却只发出当啷一响，几乎是同时落地。令狐冲一剑分刺八人手腕，自有先后之别，只是剑势实在太快，八人便似同时中剑一般。 他长剑既发，势难中断，跟着第五式“破鞭式”又再使出。这“破鞭式”只是个总名，其中变化多端，举凡钢鞭、铁锏、点穴撅、判官笔、拐子、蛾眉刺、匕首、板斧、铁牌、八角锤、铁椎等等短兵刃皆能破解。但见剑光连闪，两根怀杖、两柄铜锤又皆跌落。十二名攻入凉亭的魔教教众，除了一人为向问天所杀、一人铁牌已脱手之外，其余十人皆手腕中剑，兵刃脱落。十一人发一声喊，狼狈逃归本阵。 正派群豪情不自禁地大声喝彩：“好剑法！”“华山派剑法，叫人大开眼界！” 那魔教首领发了句号令，立时又有五人攻入凉亭。一个中年妇人手持双刀，向令狐冲杀来。四名大汉围攻向问天。那妇人刀法极快，一刀护身，一刀疾攻，左手刀攻敌时右手刀守御，右手刀攻敌时左手刀守御，双刀连使，每一招均在攻击，同时也每一招均在守御，守是守得牢固严密，攻亦攻得淋漓酣畅。令狐冲看不清来路，连退四步。 便在这时，只听呼呼风响，似是有人用软兵刃和向问天相斗，令狐冲百忙中斜眼一瞥，见两人使链子锤，两人使软鞭，和向问天手上的铁链斗得正烈。链子锤上的钢链甚长，甩将开来，横及丈余，好几次从令狐冲头顶掠过。只听得向问天骂道：“你奶奶的！”一名汉子叫道：“向右使，得罪！”原来一根链子锤上的钢链已和向问天手上的铁链缠住。便在这一瞬之间，其余三人三般兵刃，同时往向问天身上击来。 向问天“嘿”的一声，运劲猛拉，将使链子锤的拉了过来，正好挡在他身前。两根软鞭、一枚钢锤尽数击上那人背心。 令狐冲斜刺里刺出一剑，剑势飘忽，正中那妇人左腕，却听得当的一声，长剑一弯，那妇人手中柳叶刀竟不跌落，反挥刀横扫过来。令狐冲一惊，随即省悟：“她腕上有钢制护腕，剑刺不入。”手腕微翻，长剑挑上，噗的一声，刺入她左肩“肩贞穴”。那妇人一怔，但她极为勇悍，左肩虽然剧痛，右手刀仍奋力砍出。令狐冲长剑闪处，那妇人右肩的“肩贞穴”又再中剑。她兵刃再也拿捏不住，使劲将双刀向令狐冲掷出，但双臂使不出力道，两柄刀只掷出一尺，便即落地。 令狐冲刚将那妇人制服，右首正派群豪中一名道人挺剑而上，铁青着脸喝道：“华山派中，只怕没这等妖邪剑法。”令狐冲见他装束，知是泰山派的长辈，想是他不忿同门为向问天所伤，上来找还场子。令狐冲虽为师父革逐，但自幼便在华山派门下，五岳剑派，同气连枝，见到这位泰山派前辈，自然而然有恭敬之意，倒转长剑，剑尖指地，抱拳说道：“弟子没敢得罪了泰山派的师伯。” 那道人道号天乙，和天门、天松等道人乃属同辈，冷冷地道：“你使的是什么剑法？”令狐冲道：“弟子所使剑法，乃华山派长辈所传。”天乙道人哼了一声道：“胡说八道，不知到哪里去拜了个妖魔为师，看剑！”挺剑向令狐冲当胸刺到，剑光闪烁，长剑发出嗡嗡之声，单只这一剑，便罩住了他胸口的“膻中”、“神藏”、“灵墟”、“神封”、“步廊”、“幽门”、“通谷”七处大穴，不论他闪向何处，总有一穴会让剑尖刺中。这一剑叫做“七星落长空”，是泰山派剑法的精要所在。 这一招刺出，对方须得轻功高强，立即倒纵出丈许之外，方可避过，但也必须识得这一招“七星落长空”，当他剑招甫发，立即毫不犹豫地飞快倒跃，方能免去剑尖穿胸之祸，而落地之后，又须应付跟着而来的三招凌厉后着，这三招一着狠似一着，连环相生，实所难当。天乙道人眼见令狐冲剑法厉害，出手第一剑便使上了这下绝招。自泰山派先辈创了这招剑招以来，与人动手第一招便即使用，只怕从所未有。 令狐冲一惊之下，猛地想起在思过崖后洞的石壁之上见过这招，当日自己学了来对付田伯光，只学得不像，未能取胜，但于这招剑法的势路却了然于胸。这时剑气森森，将及于体，更无思索余暇，登时挺剑直刺天乙道人小腹。这一剑正是石壁上的图形，魔教长老用以破解此招，粗看似是与敌人斗个两败俱伤，同归于尽。其时泰山派这招“七星落长空”分为两节，第一节以剑气罩住敌人胸口七大要穴，当敌人惊慌失措之际，再以第二节中的剑法择一穴而刺。剑气所罩虽是七穴，致敌死命，却只一剑。这一剑不论刺在哪一穴中，都可克敌取胜，是以既不须同时刺中七穴，也不可能同时刺中七穴。招分两节，本是这一招剑法的厉害之处，但当年魔教长老仔细推敲，正从这厉害之处找出了弱点，待对方第一节剑法使出之后，立时疾攻其小腹，这一招“七星落长空”便即从中断绝，招不成招。 天乙道人一见敌剑来势奥妙，绝无可能再行格架，大惊失色，纵声大叫，料想自己肚腹定然给长剑洞穿，惊惶中也不知痛楚，脑中一乱，只道自己已经死了，登时昏晕摔倒。其时令狐冲剑尖将及他小腹，便即凝招不发，倘若天乙的武功稍差，料想不到令狐冲这一下剑刺小腹的厉害招数，反不致吓得晕去。 泰山派门下眼见天乙倒地，均道是为令狐冲所伤，纷纷叫骂，五名青年道人挺剑来攻。这五人都是天乙的门人，心急师仇，五柄长剑犹如狂风暴雨般急刺疾舞。令狐冲长剑连点，五名道士手腕中剑，长剑呛啷、呛啷落地。五人惊惶之下，各自跃开。只见天乙道人颤巍巍地站了起来，叫道：“刺死我了，刺死我了！” 五个弟子见他身上无伤，不住大叫，尽皆骇然，不知他是死是活。天乙道人叫了几声，身子一晃，又复摔倒。两名弟子抢过去扶起，狼狈退开。 群豪见令狐冲只使半招，便将泰山派高手天乙道人打得生死不知，无不心惊。 这时围攻向问天的又换了数人。两个使剑的汉子是衡山派中人，双剑起落迅速，找寻向问天铁链中的空隙。另一个左手持盾，右手使刀，却是魔教中的人物，这人以盾护体，展开地堂刀法，滚近向问天足边，以刀砍他下盘。向问天的铁链在盾牌上接连狠击两下，都伤他不到。盾牌下的钢刀陡伸陡缩，招数狠辣。 令狐冲心想：“这人盾牌护身，防守严密，但他一出刀攻人，自身便露破绽，立时可断他手臂。” 忽听得身后有人喝道：“小子，你还要不要性命？”这声音虽然不响，但相距极近，离他耳朵似不过一两尺。令狐冲一惊回头，已和一人面对面而立，两人鼻子几乎相触，急待闪避，那人双掌已按住他胸口，冷冷地道：“我内力一吐，叫你肋骨尽断。” 令狐冲心知他所说不虚，站定了不敢再动，连一颗心似也停止了跳动。那人双目凝视着令狐冲，只因相距太近，令狐冲反而无法见到他容貌，但见他双目神光炯炯，凛然生威，心道：“原来我死在此人手下。”想起生死大事终于有个了断，心下反而舒泰。 那人初见令狐冲眼色中大有惊惧之意，但片刻之间，便现出一股满不在乎的神情，如此临死不惧，纵是武林中的一流高手亦所难能，不由得起了钦佩之心，哈哈一笑，说道：“我偷袭得手，制你要穴，虽然杀了你，谅你死得不服！”双掌一撤，退了三步。 令狐冲这才看清，这人矮矮胖胖，面皮黄肿，约莫五十来岁年纪，两只手掌肥肥的又小又厚，一掌高，一掌低，摆着“嵩阳手”的架式。令狐冲微笑道：“这位嵩山派前辈，不知尊姓大名？多谢掌下留情。” 那人道：“我是孝感乐厚。”他顿了一顿，又道：“你剑法的确甚高，临敌经验却太也不足。”令狐冲道：“惭愧。'大阴阳手'乐师伯，好快的身手。”乐厚道：“师伯二字，可不敢当！”接着左掌一提，右掌一招便即劈出。他是嵩山派掌门左冷禅的第五师弟，其人貌相丑陋，但一掌出手，登时全身犹如渊停岳峙，气度凝重，说不出的好看。 令狐冲见他周身竟无一处破绽，喝彩道：“好掌法！”长剑斜挑，因见乐厚掌法身形中全无破绽，这一剑便守中带攻，九分虚，一分实。乐厚见令狐冲长剑斜挑，自己双掌不论拍向他哪一个部位，掌心都会自行送到他剑尖之上，双掌只拍出尺许，立即收掌跃开，叫道：“好剑法！”令狐冲道：“晚辈无礼！” 乐厚喝道：“小心了！”双掌凌空推出，一股猛烈的掌风逼体而至。令狐冲暗叫：“不好！”此时乐厚和他相距甚远，双掌发力遥击，令狐冲没法以长剑挡架，刚要闪避，只觉一股寒气袭上身来，登时机伶伶打了个冷战。乐厚双掌掌力不同，一阴一阳，阳掌先出，阴力却先行着体。令狐冲只一呆，一股炙热的掌风跟着扑到，击得他几乎窒息，身子晃了几晃。 阴阳双掌掌力着体，本来更无幸理，但令狐冲内力虽失，体内真气却充沛欲溢，既有桃谷六仙的真气，又有不戒和尚的真气，在少林寺中养伤，又得了方生大师的真气，每一股都浑厚之极。这一阴一阳两股掌力打在身上，他体内真气自然而然地生出相应之力，护住心脉内脏，不受损伤。但霎时间全身剧震，说不出的难受，生怕乐厚再以掌力击来，当即提剑冲出凉亭，挺剑疾刺而出。 乐厚双掌得手，只道对方纵不立毙当场，也必重伤倒地，哪知他竟安然无恙，跟着又见剑光点点，指向自己掌心，惊异之下，双掌交错，一拍令狐冲面门，一拍他的小腹。掌力甫吐，突然间一阵剧痛连心，只见自己两只手掌叠在一起，都已穿在对方长剑之上，不知是他用剑连刺自己双掌，还是自己将掌击到他剑尖之上，但见左掌在前，右掌在后，剑尖从左掌的手背透入五寸有余。 令狐冲倘若顺势挺剑，立时便刺入了他胸膛，但念着他先前掌底留情之德，剑穿双掌后便即凝剑不动。 乐厚大叫一声，双掌回缩，拔离剑锋，倒跃而出。 令狐冲心下歉然，躬身道：“得罪了！”他所使这一招是“独孤九剑”中“破掌式”的绝招之一，自从风清扬归隐，从未一现于江湖。 猛听得砰蓬、喀喇之声大作，令狐冲回过头来，但见七八条汉子正在围攻向问天，其中二人掌力凌厉，将那凉亭打得柱断梁折，顶上椽子瓦片纷纷堕下。各人斗得兴发，瓦片落在头顶，都置之不理。 他便这么望得一眼，乐厚倏地欺近，远远发出一掌，掌力击中令狐冲胸口，打得他身子飞了出去，长剑跟着脱手。他背心未曾着地，已有七八人追将过来，齐举兵刃，往他身上砸落。 令狐冲笑道：“捡现成便宜吗？”忽觉腰间一紧，一根铁链飞过来卷住了他身子，便如腾云驾雾般给人拖着凌空而行。
救了令狐冲性命的正是那魔教高手向问天。他受魔教和正教双方围攻追击，势穷力竭之时，突然有这样一个天不怕、地不怕的少年出来打抱不平，助他击退劲敌，自然大生知己之感。他一见令狐冲退敌的手段，便知这少年剑法极高，内力却极差，当此强敌环攻，凶险殊甚，是以一面和敌人周旋，却时时留心令狐冲的战况，眼见他受击飞出，当即飞出铁链，卷了他狂奔。向问天这一展开轻功，当真疾逾奔马，瞬息间便已在数十丈外。 后面数十人飞步赶来，只听得数十人大声呼叫：“向问天逃了，向问天逃了！” 向问天大怒，突然回身，冲了几步。追赶之人俱皆大惊，急忙停步。一人下盘功夫较浮，奔得势急，收足不住，直冲过来。向问天飞起左足，将他踢得向人丛中摔去，当即转身又奔。众人又随后追来，但这时谁也不敢发力狂追，和他相距越来越远。 向问天脚下疾奔，心头盘算：“这少年跟我素不相识，居然肯为我卖命，这样的朋友，天下到哪里找去？这些狗崽子阴魂不散，怎生摆脱他们才好？” 奔了一阵，忽然想起一处所在，心头登时一喜：“那地方极好！”转念又想：“只是相去甚远，不知有没力气奔得到那里？不妨，我若力气不够，那些狗崽子们更没力气。”抬头一望太阳，辨明方向，斜刺里横越麦田，径向东北角上奔去。 奔出十余里后，又来到大路，忽有三匹快马从身旁掠过，向问天骂道：“你奶奶的！”提气疾冲，追到马匹身后，纵身跃在半空，飞脚将马上乘客踢落，跟着便落上马背。他将令狐冲横放在马鞍桥上，铁链横挥，将另外两匹马上的乘客也都击了下来。那二人筋折骨断，眼见不活了。三人都是寻常百姓，看装束不是武林中人，适逢其会，遇上这个煞星，无端送了性命。乘者落地，两匹马仍继续奔驰。向问天铁链挥出，卷住了缰绳，这铁链在他手中挥洒自如，倒似是一条极长的手臂一般。令狐冲见他滥杀无辜，不禁暗暗叹息。 向问天抢得三马，精神大振，仰天哈哈大笑，说道：“小兄弟，那些狗崽子追咱们不上了。”令狐冲淡淡一笑，道：“今日追不上，明日又追上了。”向问天骂道：“他奶奶的，追他个屁！咱两人将他们一个个杀得干干净净。” 向问天轮流乘坐三马，在大路上奔驰一阵，转入了一条山道，渐行渐高，到后来马匹已不能行。向问天道：“你饿不饿？”令狐冲点头道：“嗯，你有干粮么？”向问天道：“没干粮，喝马血！”跳下马来，右手五指在马颈中一抓，登时穿了一洞，血如泉涌。向问天凑口过去，咕嘟咕嘟地喝了几口马血，道：“你喝！” 令狐冲见到这等情景，甚是骇异。向问天道：“不喝马血，怎有力气再战？”令狐冲道：“还要再打？”向问天道：“你怕了吗？”令狐冲豪气登生，哈哈一笑，道：“你说我怕不怕？”就口马颈，只觉马血冲向喉头，当即咽了下去。 马血初入口时血腥刺鼻，但喝得几口，也已不觉如何难闻，令狐冲连喝了十几大口，直至腹中饱胀，这才离嘴。向问天跟着凑口上去喝血，喝不多时，那马支持不住，长声悲嘶，软倒在地。向问天飞起左腿，将马踢入了山涧。令狐冲不禁骇然，这匹马如此庞然大物，少说也有八百来斤，他随意抬足，便踢了出去。向问天跟着又将第二匹马踢下，转过身来，呼的一掌，将第三匹马的后腿硬生生切了下来，随即又切了那马的另一条后腿。那马嘶叫得震天价响，中了向问天一腿后堕入山涧，兀自嘶声不绝。 向问天道：“你拿一条腿！慢慢地吃，可作十日之粮。”令狐冲这才醒悟，原来他割切马腿是作粮食之用，倒不是一味的残忍好杀，当下依言取了一条马腿。只见向问天提了马腿径向山岭上行去，便跟在后面。向问天放慢脚步，缓缓而行。令狐冲内力全失，行不到半里，已远远落后，赶得气喘吁吁，脸色发青。向问天只得停步等待。又行里许，令狐冲再也走不动了，坐在道旁歇足。 向问天道：“小兄弟，你这人倒也奇怪，内力如此差劲，但身中乐厚这混蛋的两次大阴阳手掌力，居然若无其事，