Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Wandering Three Thousand Miles

The seventh disciple was both disappointed and sad, and at the same time bewildered. Gongsun Buzhi took the lotus seeds, cut them in half, and saw that although the lotus seeds were good, they had no heart. He looked at them, tears streaming down his face, silently lowered his head, and said slowly: "The lotus seeds have no heart, the past is all empty." , terrible... terrible! We will... never look at him again!" The seven disciples all bowed their heads and shed tears, Wan Ziliang and Jin Zulin couldn't help sighing with grief. Suddenly Jin Buwei cried bitterly and said: "Let's rush up, the old man will be seen if he is gone!"

Shi Buwei said: "If you disobey the master, you will be punished by heaven!" He has never spoken lightly, and when he uttered these four short words this time, each word was indeed extremely important, Jin was not afraid but felt a chill in his heart, and hung his head speechless. All of a sudden, thousands of large and small stones fell down from the mountain along the valley wall like hail and rain, and then four figures appeared behind the steep and strange rocks on the cliffs by the valley. These four people had obviously been hiding behind the strange rock to spy on the movement below, and now they were hit by the rainstorm of rocks and couldn't hide, so they waited to rush up.

These four people were all extremely vigorous in body and hands, but the stones came too many and too violently, so the four of them had to protect their heads with their hands and fell down the valley in embarrassment. Don't give up and scold lightly: "Wai!" Although the seventh disciple was in such grief, his mind was not disturbed at all, and his actions were still swift and flawless. With a flash of his body, he had completely cut off the way of the four people.Their close cooperation, quick response, and lightness of movement are all beyond the dreams of ordinary martial arts heroes.Wan Ziliang sighed to himself, only to hear a burst of loud laughter from the valley and said: "I have already shot down these four thieves, how to deal with them, you see!" Hong Liang His laughter is like a tiger roaring in the empty forest, and its momentum is breathtaking.

Although everyone was amazed by the deep internal strength and strange whereabouts of this master who was helping in the dark, but at this moment, there was no time to deduce his identity. But among the four people in front of him, one has a mouse eye and shaved cheeks, one has a sinister appearance, one has a limp right foot, and his face is full of hostility, both of them are ragged and knotted, the right sleeve is empty, tied in a belt, not only their right arm has been broken, but also The two ears are also gone, and the shape is so hideous and weird that people want to drive them to the eighteenth level of hell immediately to be with ghosts just by taking a look at them.

The other two were covered in black clothes and covered their faces with black scarves, but the four eyes that were exposed outside were shining brightly. It seemed that their skills were much deeper than those of the two evil beggars. Jin Zulin shouted loudly: "Look at you sneaky people, you must be not good people, sneaking into other people's private property, what are you trying to do?" The four people were surrounded, they didn't panic, they just stared at each other viciously, their eight eyes were all somewhat similar to jackals. Gongsun Buzhi said slowly: "These four people must have been following us secretly, presumably in order to spy on the whereabouts of our mentor, and now I must never let them go."

He always speaks in a leisurely manner, but he can always reveal other people's intentions with a single sentence.The lame beggar grinned grinningly and said, "What a clever boy, you can guess what the grandpa is thinking. Yes, the grandpa decided that you must come to find Bai, so I followed you a long time ago in order to get rid of Bai Go out and ask him why he refuses to tell the secret of the villain in white. But with just a few of you, what can you do to the old man?" Yang Bunu yelled: "Kill him!" With a flash of his figure, he flew away, only to see that his fingers were stretched out like claws, and he had already made five moves in the blink of an eye, it was the Huaiyang Gang. The world-renowned stunt "Great Eagle Claw Kung Fu"!

The crippled beggar was not afraid, he came up to him with a smirk, the other three saw that there were many people on the other side and few people on their own, they didn't want to cause a melee, they just stood by and watched.Mo Buqu and the others also wanted to use Yang Bunu's "Great Eagle Claw Kung Fu" to dominate the martial arts world, and force out the origin of this evil beggar's martial arts first, so they didn't make a move for a while. Who would have thought that this crippled beggar not only had extremely strange and cunning movements, but with one arm, he used nine different martial arts in seventeen moves, and all of them were the most sinister in the martial arts world? Fierce and vicious kung fu.Although his right arm is broken, but this kind of kung fu is special, the one-armed man's movements are even more fierce, fifty moves have been dismantled in the blink of an eye, this evil beggar has not lost the wind.

After Yang Bunu became an artist, he entered the rivers and lakes suddenly, and encountered a strong enemy in the first battle. He suddenly felt his blood rushing, and the enemy's hatred was born. The howling sound was like a crane chirping in the sky, but his figure was like an eagle dancing in the wind. Mo Buqu and the other six disciples already knew that their seventh younger brother, who was the most violent, was really angry at this moment, and actually used the "Fengyun Eagle Claw Hand", which is rarely used by Huaiyang disciples. If he succeeds in one blow, the opponent's blood will splatter on the ground, but if he fails to succeed, he will be in great danger.In this instant, the hearts of the six disciples seemed to have stopped beating.

Suddenly he heard the crippled beggar grinning, his shoulders shook, and he slapped the sack behind his back with his backhand, a green flame burst out from the sack! The green fire soared into the sky, and greeted Yang Bunu. The six disciples cried out in surprise, Yang Bunu shook his palms, kicked his feet, twisted his waist in shock, "turning over in the clouds", his body flew into the air, and abruptly moved a few feet away. But although his movement is light and nimble, the green fire came faster like a shooting star, his body moved, and a green fire passed through his left shoulder and left arm?

The flame immediately ignited the sleeves of his shirt, Yang Buu only felt a chill in his shoulders and arms, followed by a hot pain like needle pricks, his eyes were completely red, he didn't care about himself, he let out an angry roar, and then rushed towards the crippled beggar will pass.Shi Buwei raised his eyebrows slightly, and hugged him by the waist, the two fell to the ground together, rolling continuously, because Shi Buwei had already seen that the green fire was very sinister, if he didn't roll it out immediately, Yang Buwei I'm afraid it's hard to protect an arm of anger!

At this moment, Jin Zulin, Wan Ziliang, Mo Buqu and others were all furious, and the masked man in black suddenly said with a sinister smile: "Students from a famous family, do you also want to win with more?" Mo Buqu said in a deep voice: "Everyone, step back and wait for me to capture this dog." The lame beggar laughed grinningly and said, "I'll let you taste the 'soul-searching demon fire' first. It's a pleasure! If you have the guts, come quickly!" Gongsun Buzhi looked around, and saw Yang Bunu clenched his teeth, sweating profusely, such a man like fine steel, he was already trembling in pain.Gongsun Wuzhi couldn't help being surprised in secret, and said in a deep voice: "This guy seems to be related to the 'Magic Fire Palace', brother, be careful." Mo Buqu let out a "hum", although his face was calm, he was secretly panicked, he clenched his fist with his left palm, protected his chest with his right palm, and walked forward step by step with full concentration. At this moment, there was a burst of bright laughter from the towering tree, Qun Hao couldn't help but was surprised. The seven disciples were even more pleasantly surprised, blurting out: "Master has appeared!" They all looked up, but saw a figure in purple fluttering down from a height of hundreds of feet. The height of the tree is hundreds of feet away, if you don't have the extreme lightness kung fu and the courage, how dare you jump down, but this purple-clothed figure seems to regard this hundred-foot height as a first-level stone step, and his figure doesn't make any gestures. Without any preparation, he jumped down with a wave of his hand, but in the natural laissez-faire, he appeared surprisingly clever and unrestrained.The purple robes fluttered in the air, and it looked like a golden fairy descending from the sky in the wind. Qunhao looked at it with surprise, wonder and admiration, and they all seemed to be infatuated. I saw the purple-clothed man floated to the ground, he was actually a young man with an open sky, clear eyebrows, eyes as bright as stars, and a smile at the corner of his mouth. Although his skin is not very fair, it is like precious jade ivory, with a kind of crystal clear and pleasing brilliance.Although his face is not very handsome, no matter who sees him, it is inevitable that they will love to be close to him.It's just that although his expression is free and easy, and although his smile is amiable, he has an indescribably noble and refined attitude, which makes people dare not despise him even when they are close to him. At this moment, he leaped down from a height of hundreds of feet, still looking so relaxed and peaceful, as if Fang Zi stepped down a stone step. At this moment, under the eyes of everyone full of admiration, his expression is still so easy-going and natural, without any hint of arrogance or self-importance. He first bowed respectfully to Wan Ziliang, Mo Buqu and others, and said with a smile: "Wait for my nephew to meet those four first, and then come to kowtow to all uncles and seniors." Wan Ziliang and the others were surprised and delighted at the fact that this god-like young man was so respectful and polite to him, they couldn't help but bowed in unison and said, "Don't dare!" The purple-clothed boy fluttered up to the crippled beggar who was also stunned by shock, and said, "I don't want Mr. Mulang to cut off your ears and arms, but you two still don't change your temper." The two evil beggars were the ones who used Mu Langjun as a puppet at the seaside that day, and they were greedy, but they didn't get the jewels, but they cut off an ear and an arm in Mu Langjun's mouth and Mrs. Wan's hand. At this moment, his past secrets were suddenly revealed by a young man who had never lived before. He was taken aback, and exclaimed: "You... how do you know?" The purple-clothed boy smiled and said: "If you want people to not know, unless you don't do it yourself..." A fierce light flashed in the lame beggar's eyes, he suddenly bent over, and slapped the sack behind him with his backhand.Qunhao were all surprised, but the young man in purple put his hand between the lame beggar's palm and the sack, twisted his wrist, and the lame beggar fell to the ground. This move is totally different from any kind of martial arts in any school or sect in the world. It seems to be just a casual swing, but the ingenious timing of the move is accurate, and everyone is like the seventh disciple of the seven sects. He tried all the martial arts he had learned, but he couldn't think of a move better than his. Qunhao was surprised and delighted, but the masked man in black couldn't help showing horror and fear in his eyes.Amid applause and whispers of admiration, the purple-clothed youth floated up to the skinny beggar, and said with a smile, "You two came on the same road, you should stay with him too." The muscles around the skinny beggar's cheeks trembled, and suddenly he punched out, and then flew up with a kick, with three moves in one move, hitting the purple-clothed boy's shoulder, chest, and lower abdomen separately. Unexpectedly, the young man in purple could see the only gap between his moves from the shadows of his fists and feet. He leaned his body, slightly bent and stretched his palms, and grabbed his belt. The skinny beggar kicked and punched, but somehow all of them missed, but his body was lifted off the ground, the purple-clothed boy smiled and said: "Uncle Mo, follow!" He threw his backhand back. Although this evil beggar is skinny, he is a martial arts practitioner with strong muscles and bones, and his body weighs at least a few tens of catties, but in the hands of this purple-clothed boy, he seems to be as light as nothing, he throws it in front of Mo Buqu. Mo Buqu's reaction was so quick, he took half a step back and caught it with both hands, Gongsun Buzhi beside him immediately caught up with half a step, and pointed to the four acupuncture points on the waist of the evil beggar. One of the two masked men in black seemed to have been stunned, while the other looked up and down, apparently assessing the situation and preparing to flee. The purple-clothed boy stared at him twice, then suddenly smiled and said: "Wang Banxia, ​​the situation is critical, do you want to leave your companions and run away again?" The man in black shook his body and said in shock: "Who is Wang Banxia?" Although he was denying it in his mouth, his words and expressions were no different from admitting it. Wan Ziliang and the others couldn't help but change color, the purple-clothed boy smiled and said: "Wang Banxia, ​​even though you cover your face, your cunning eyes can't escape me." Although the young man's smile was as pure and flawless as an angel's, his words were sharp, his gaze was sharp, and his judgment was accurate, as if an old official had come to adjudicate a case for many years. The man in black glanced at him, and the panic in his eyes suddenly became more intense, and even his voice trembled, and said: "You...you are that...that..." The purple-clothed boy said: "Yes, I am your nemesis!" The man in black yelled, and said: "You little bastard has failed my plan over and over again, and I will fight you today!" With his arms spread wide, he rushed forward. As expected, he looked desperate, but the purple-clothed boy was still smiling and calm.Wan Ziliang saw that the man in black had ferocious eyes, a ferocious expression, and strange and swift movements. He reckoned that this pounce must be astonishing, so he couldn't help but blurted out: "Be careful!" Unexpectedly, the man in black threw himself halfway, his legs suddenly retracted, he turned over in the air, flew backwards a foot or five feet away, touched the ground with his toes, rose again in the air, three or two ups and downs, and then he jumped onto the cliff. Sure enough, he left his companion and slipped away, his lightness, dexterity and quickness are unmatched by others. Wan Ziliang paused and said: "Not good, once this dog escapes, I'm afraid it will..." The purple-clothed boy laughed and said, "It's okay, he can't leave." Before the words were finished, a figure appeared on the cliff, tall and tall like a heavenly soldier, firmly blocking the way of the man in black. The man in black moved like a light smoke, like a ghost, sprinting from left to right, and then flew across the air, striking the big man one after another with both palms and feet like lightning. The big man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Stinky boy, go down!" He punched his chest, although it was a simple punch, it really had the power to open mountains and valleys, and shake the world. Everyone feels deafening.The man in black tried several moves, but still couldn't hold back, he roared and rolled down, Gongsun Buzhi and Ximen Buwei both stretched out their bodies and intercepted him. Another masked man in black knelt down suddenly, and said in a trembling voice, "Forgive...forgive..." He actually knelt down and begged for mercy, which really surprised others. Wan Ziliang said: "What is your origin? What is your plan for coming here?" The masked man didn't speak, and actually started crying with his head down. Only then did Qunhao see that his physical skill is not inferior to Wang Banxia, ​​and he thought that he must also be a fierce and powerful character, but he never thought that he was so weak and useless.Over there, Gongsun and Ximen have already touched the acupoints of the man in black, tore off his face scarf, revealing a scorched and thin face, it really is Wang Banxia. He rolled all the way down the cliff, his clothes had long been torn, his head was covered with blood, although his expression was still fierce, it seemed that he was already in a state of embarrassment. Wan Ziliang sighed: "A generation of heroes has fallen to such a point, Wang... Alas! Brother Wang, don't you feel a little regretful?" Wang Banxia laughed wildly: "If you succeed, you will be king, if you lose, you will be a bandit. What do you regret?" He glanced at the masked man kneeling on the ground, and suddenly said sharply: "The only thing I regret is that I shouldn't have brought this useless animal with me, it's a shame." The masked man cried bitterly: "I...I..." Wang Banxia said angrily: "Your body is full of firearms, which are unparalleled in the world. If you use them, you can at least compete with them! You...why don't you use them?" The masked man wept and said: "When I saw the bloodshed and desperate things, somehow my hands softened. I... I shouldn't have come with you." Wang Banxia looked up to the sky and sighed bitterly: "It's really dumbfounding that a generation of heroes, the Skyfire Demon God, gave birth to such a son." Qunhao was shocked, Wan Ziliang said: "This person is the young master of Fire Demon Palace?" Wang Banxia laughed wildly and said: "That's right, this is the son of the tiger father. I brought him out this time, only as my right-hand assistant, who knows..." The masked man said: "If daddy didn't want me to come out to practice with you, who would want to cause trouble in the lake?" As he spoke, tears flowed like a spring. He simply tore off the towel to wipe away his tears, only to see that he was thin-skinned and white-fleshed, with a good-looking face, he looked like a pampered young lady, not a man. Qunhao thought of the unrivaled reputation of Tianhuo Demon Lord, and seeing his son like this, he didn't know whether to sigh or laugh. Wan Ziliang said in a deep voice: "I don't want Wang Banxia to have anything to do with the Fire Demon Palace in the past five years. It must be that the Fire Demon God also intends to fight the white-clothed man this time in order to make Wang Banxia look for Senior Bai for his own sake. It is to ask the secret of the martial arts of the man in white from the mouth of the old man in white." Wang Banxia grinned and said: "That's right, if you are rude to us today, the old demon god will come immediately and set fire to burn the woodland to a clean slate." Jin Zulin laughed loudly and said, "I thought this forest was troublesome, it would be best if it was burnt down." Gongsun Buzhi suddenly said coldly: "A person as arrogant as the Fire Demon God, even if he wants to fight the man in white, he doesn't bother to inquire about the secrets of other people's martial arts." The purple-clothed boy smiled slightly and said, "Second Uncle Gongsun's words are right. This time, it must be Wang Banxia who wants to find out this secret and use it for profit, because there are quite a few people in the Jianghu who want to know this secret... the Fire Demon Palace His young master is nothing more than a puppet he uses as a cover." Gongsun Buzhi saw that this young man who had never met before seemed to be very familiar with each of his brothers, he was already very surprised, but when he saw him at a young age, he knew things like a god, not to mention he was secretly surprised.Only the purple-clothed boy said: "These four people will annoy Uncle Jin and detain them, so that the secret will not be leaked out." Jin Zulin smiled and said: "That's not a problem, let's hide four people in our woods, even if we hide four hundred and four thousand people, it's more than enough." The purple-clothed boy bowed and smiled, "Thank you for that." Jin Zulin said loudly: "But how did you find this place? How did you get to the residence of Senior Bai? This really surprised me." Suddenly there was a burst of mocking laughter coming from the tree, saying: "I told him." A rope was hanging from the top of the tree, and it was "Purple Orchid" Hua Qingqing who fell by the rope. Jin Zulin was stunned, and so were the others. The seven disciples couldn't help but secretly marveled, thinking: "Master doesn't allow me to wait up, but allows this strange boy to go up, why?" Three feet off the ground, Hua Qingqing floated down, and the long rope retracted.The seven disciples raised their heads and looked up, but they saw their sleeves flicker in the green room, but they still couldn't see the figure of their master. Hua Qingqing rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "You are all wondering why I brought this young man to see Senior Bai for nothing, but...but do you know who he is?" Wan Ziliang and the seven disciples couldn't help but stare at the boy, but the purple-clothed boy suddenly fell to the ground and said, "Uncles don't even recognize my nephew?" When everyone saw him making a big gift suddenly, they all gave way, only Yang Bunu's face that was already covered with cold sweat suddenly showed ecstasy, and shouted: "You...you are Bao'er..." The boy in purple said: "My nephew is Bao'er." He raised his head, although he still had a smile on his face, tears welled up in his eyes. It turned out that Yang Bunu was the youngest, and Hu Buchou was the kindest person. When Bao'er was at home, he was only familiar with these two. The other six disciples practiced martial arts in the outer courtyard all year round, but Bao'er never went to the training ground. Yes, and after many years, Bao'er has grown from a cute child to a handsome boy, and he has practiced this shocking martial arts. Even though Mo Buqu and others feel that he is similar to Bao'er, they dare not recognize each other. Unexpectedly, this young man who is as graceful as a swimming dragon, bright as a star, and whose light is unappreciable is actually the "little nerd" Bao'er who held a book in his hand all day long in the past.In just six years, such miraculous changes had been brought about in him. The surprise in the hearts of Mo Buqu and others could not be described by any words or words in the world. For a moment, the seven of them were stunned. Gongsun Buzhi, who is usually the calmest, is also full of tears at this moment. Shi Buwei, who usually cherishes words like gold, couldn't help murmuring at this moment: "Bao'er... thank the heavens...this is really Bao'er..." Bao'er held back her tears and forced a smile and said, "So that the uncles can know that my nephew is called Fang Baoyu now. Bao'er is my childhood name, but my nephew has grown up." Hua Qingqing quietly wiped away the tears on her face, and said with a coquettish smile, "Fang Baoyu, what a name, it really is a treasure among people, and it really lives up to its name." Yang Bunu suddenly rushed forward with a loud shout, hugged Bao'er tightly, and hissed: "No matter what name you change, I will always call you Bao'er. No matter how old you are, you are always in my heart Still a child...a good boy...Uncle Qi misses you so much." Fang Baoyu said: "Uncle Seven...you...the wound on your hand..." Yang Bunu said: "It doesn't matter whether he is hurt or not, Qishu has already healed when he saw you, if you don't believe me..." He waved his hand suddenly, but passed out from the pain. Everyone was in a panic again, Gongsun Buzhi leaned over to inspect his injuries, frowned, and said sadly: "It's so poisonous, the seventh brother's arm is just..." "I'm afraid" he didn't dare and couldn't bear to say the following words, everyone's tears of joy could not help turning into grief.Fang Baoyu said sadly: "It's my nephew who came a step late, which caused Uncle Seven..." Suddenly, as if remembering something, he exclaimed happily, "It's okay for Uncle Seven..." Turning around, he was already in front of the son of the Fire Demon God.Wang Banxia immediately shouted: "Don't give him wound medicine, and don't give him medicine when he's dead." If he didn't call out, then the son of the Fire Demon God didn't know what Fang Baoyu wanted, but he called out the medicine for this cowardly boy. Before Fang Baoyu could speak, he obediently took out the wound medicine.Wang Banxia shouted angrily: "It's useless..." Shi Buwei frowned slightly, and tapped his Ya point casually. Although the magic fire of the Fire Demon Palace is poisonous, the wound medicine is also extremely effective. As soon as the milky white medicine was applied to Yang Bunu's palm, Yang Bunu woke up leisurely. He glanced around, and said with a forced smile: "Why do you only care about me, don't forget that there is a great hero up there, if it wasn't for him, we would have fallen into trouble today." Mo Buqu said: "Fortunately, the seventh brother reminded me that this hero..." Fang Baoyu laughed and said, "That's just my nephew's brother, Niu Tiewa." Everyone looked up and saw Tie Wa standing on the cliff like an iron tower, and they all clasped their fists and shouted: "Young Man Tie, but please come down and have a look?" Tie Wa shouted: "This place is tall and straight, Tie Wa dare not go down, if you go there, you will fall to your death, you better come up!" Seeing his mighty power just now, everyone was stunned when they heard the words.Fang Baoyu said with a smile: "Little nephew, this brother is indeed a brawny brawn and iron body, dare to say that he is invincible in courage, but he just doesn't know light work at all, otherwise he would have just come down." Everyone was startled and laughed, Jin Zulin clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "It's wonderful, the world happened to be here by chance. Fortunately, he stayed on the top and never came down, otherwise Wang Banxia and others would have run away long ago. It should be..." Hua Qingqing laughed and said: "This really should have a few drinks to celebrate, right?" Jin Zulin laughed loudly and said, "The parents who gave birth to me, the wife who knows me!" Everyone smiled unconsciously.Hua Qingqing smiled and said: "Speaking of conscience, today's matter really deserves a cup of congratulations. Even I want to drink a few cups." Jin Zulin said: "Everyone has to keep in mind that she drinks better than me..." Hua Qingqing smiled smugly: "My drinker is much better than you." Jin Zulin said: "It's just that when she's drunk, she looks much scarier than me. You need to stay away from her, otherwise... ouch!" In the depths of the forest, among the flowers, plants and bamboos, at the place where the clear water meanders, there are five or seven houses with red walls and green tiles, which are the residences of Jin Zulin and his wife. It's really rare that this wealthy family's residence doesn't have the slightest smell of copper, but it's a pity that the house is too short, and when Tie Wa stands up straight, the top of his head almost touches the roof. Everyone couldn't help but look at him a few more times, but Tie Wa acted like no one else, and ate and drank freely—his muscles and bones had been trained to be as strong as steel in the past five years. In the eyes, he really is a strong man. Bao'er briefly recounted his thrilling and surprising experiences over the past five years, only to hear that everyone was suddenly happy, sometimes sad, sometimes laughing loudly, sometimes lowering their eyebrows and sighing——Zhou Fang's game wind and dust, It is certainly fascinating, Zi Yihou's peerless demeanor is also fascinating; the little princess's innocence and intelligence are certainly fascinating, and Shui Tianji's variety is even more intoxicating. Wan Ziliang and the others just regretted that Zhou Fang was drifting away, but Hua Qingqing only hated herself for not being able to see the little princess and Shui Tianji. But it was Hu Buchou who worried the seven disciples the most.Mo Buqu sadly said: "Today's reunion, if the eighth younger brother is here, there will be no regrets." Jin Buwei yelled: "Where did Lao Ba go? Is he alive or dead? Does anyone know... Alas! It's terrible, it really makes me anxious to death." Shi Buwei suddenly said: "He is still alive." The five words were so sharp that there was no doubt. Gongsun Buzhi smiled and said: "Fourth brother never speaks lightly, and he must mean what he says. If you and I think about it carefully, with the character and intelligence of the eighth brother, we will definitely not die." Wei Buqian said, "I'm just wondering how Bao'er's martial arts are trained?" Before Bao'er could speak, Tie Wa said firstly: "In all the martial arts formulas, the mind is the first, that is the essence of martial arts; moves and body techniques are just the skin. If there is no essence, where is the skin? But if you have obtained the essence of martial arts, it will be easy to learn superficially." He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and then said: "Others learn martial arts from easy to difficult, but my elder brother's talent is different from others, and learning martial arts is also different from others. He learned martial arts from difficulty to easy. Infiltrating the principle of the natural changes of all things, and mastering the essence of martial arts, you can master the moves and body skills without learning. This principle is just like painting. If you don’t understand the meaning of the painting, even if the painting is realistic, it will not be vivid. It’s just a painter; if you have a wonderful painting idea, you can write it with a brush, and it will be a wonderful painting.” Although everyone is martial arts masters and disciples of famous families, after hearing these profound and profound principles of martial arts, they don't feel that everyone's heart is fascinated by it. Wan Ziliang said: "The two moves Fang Shaoxia just used are completely different from the moves of all sects and sects in the world, but I don't know where they come from?" Tie Wa said: "This principle is the same as writing essays. Martial arts are natural, and you can master them with your own hands. Li Bai leans on a horse and writes a thousand words, and his letters and pens are all essays; my elder brother is proficient in martial arts, and every gesture is a wonderful move. No matter whether it is civil or military, if it is If you stick to certain specifications, you will fall behind." Wan Ziliang sighed deeply: "Sure enough... really smart..." Wei Bugui said: "The moves and body skills are certainly the same, but Bao'er jumped down from the top of the hundred-foot tree just now, but he must have the ultimate internal strength and lightness." Tie Wa said: "This principle is like a paoding's solution to an ox. He can't see the whole ox, and it's easy to cut the knife. Although the tree is hundreds of feet tall, my elder brother still wants to use it as a stone ladder. His spirit and will. You can relax and give full play to the vitality in your life. It is important to know that the power of the spirit is sometimes many times stronger than the power of the body. It is a pity that there are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine people out of ten thousand who do not know how to exert it , but tied it up." Everything he said was the most important principle of martial arts that everyone had never heard or heard. Fortunately, everyone here is from a famous family, otherwise they really wouldn't even be able to understand it. All of a sudden, everyone felt admiration and wonder at the same time. No one would have thought that such a reckless man could speak such profound truths. But Tie Wa smiled and said: "My master taught me these words. The old man has already figured out that someone will ask him. He is afraid that the elder brother will be embarrassed to boast, so he asked me to recite it verbatim. I don't understand the reason behind it either. And that's all I can say, if you ask me any more, I won't be able to answer." Picking up the chopsticks, he buried his head in eating again. Jin Buwei laughed and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "The more I look at this baby, the more I like it. I think we might as well be brothers." Wei Buqi smiled and said, "Isn't that messing up the seniority?" Jin Buwei stared at each other and said, "What's the relationship between each other?" Fang Baoyu listened with a smile all the time, at this moment Fang Zi said slowly: "The first thing my nephew came out this time was to find grandpa. Since the old man is alive and well, my nephew is relieved." His voice paused, his expression suddenly changed He was very solemn, and said: "The second thing my nephew has to do is to try to prevent the Laba Taishan meeting, so that the young heroes in the rivers and lakes will not kill each other, causing pain to relatives and pain to enemies." Wan Ziliang sighed in a deep voice: "Isn't it true that I have already had this intention! But which of those young heroes of the Jianghu listened to others' persuasion?" Fang Baoyu smiled slightly, before he could speak, Jin Buwei said loudly: "Look at Bao'er's expression, he must have a wonderful plan..." Wan Ziliang's face was filled with joy, and he cut his mouth and said: "If Fang Shaoxia has a good plan to stop this meeting and preserve the vitality of the world, I will be very grateful." Fang Baoyu said: "The Laba period is still more than two months away from now. During this period, my nephew just asks old man Wan for help." Wan Ziliang said: "If you do what you can, you will never hesitate." Fang Baoyu chanted: "I don't know how many people participated in this meeting?" Wan Ziliang said: "This meeting at Mount Tai is the first major event in the world in the past five years. Its news spread quickly and its influence is huge. It can almost be compared with the old Zi Yihou and the white man Donghai. The war has become famous in the martial arts. I'm afraid that half of them will go to Mount Tai when the deadline is due, but... as far as I know, when the meeting date comes, there are only about forty people who really want to compete with each other before the sunrise." Tie Wa laughed and said, "Forty people? That's not much." Wan Ziliang sighed: "Although forty people are not many, but these forty people are all the top masters of the new generation of martial arts. They have been eliminated countless times from tens of thousands of people before they have the status they have today. They The achievements and successes of Wulin are not something anyone can achieve in a short period of time. Twenty years later, they will be required to support the overall situation. If they die because of killing each other, it will have a huge impact on Wulin, although it may not be possible at this moment. It can be seen how much, but it is no different from planting a seed of disaster, and within a few years, a huge and ugly flower of disaster will bloom." Tie Wa smiled and said: "That's not what I meant, I mean, fortunately there are only forty people, so my elder brother can deal with them in time." Wan Ziliang moved his face and said: "Could it be...Could it be that Fang Shaoxia actually wants to defeat these forty masters one by one in these two months?" Fang Baoyu bowed his head and said: "It's not that my nephew is arrogant, but it's really hard to make these forty or so young masters change their minds." Jin Buwei clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "Good boy, good boy! Looking around the world, who else besides our Bao'er can have such pride? Who else can dare to do such a feat? Hehe! Just think about it." , In two months, I moved to the forty masters, haha! My Jin Buwei has such a nephew, it is really an honor!" Mo Buqu also smiled and said: "If Baoerfu can really defeat these forty people one by one, they will no longer have such arrogance to fight for life and death." Wan Ziliang smiled and said: "That's right, what they did was to fight for the honor of being the first to fight against the man in white. Now that there is Fang Shaoxia, what else are they fighting for?" Wei Bugang said: "Bao'er's move can not only quell their war, but also hone their martial arts and enhance their experience. That is absolutely unwilling to let go." All of a sudden, everyone was in high spirits, only Gongsun Buzhi looked dignified and remained silent, Mo Buyi couldn't help but asked, "Second brother, what's on your mind?" Everyone knew that Gongsun Wuzhi was not only full of wit but also foresight, and there must be a reason for his serious expression at this moment, and they all fell silent without realizing it. Just listen to Gongsun Buzhi slowly said: "Bao'er's martial arts at the moment are few people in Jianghu, but he has fought against forty masters in a row, but it is not the same as Yingzhan alone. His martial arts are even better than these forty people. They are all high-strength, but the traveling on the road and the exhaustion of physical strength can weaken his skill. Besides, no one can guarantee that his martial arts will not be abnormal in two months. And you must also know that the weather The gloom, the bad mood, the impermanence of diet and daily life, all of these things can make martial arts abnormal." Everyone looked at each other, and their mood suddenly became heavy. Gongsun Buzhi continued in a deep voice: "But if Bao'er is determined to do such a feat, he will definitely be hated by others. He can't lose even one of these forty battles. It's because if he loses one battle, not only will his reputation be guaranteed. He will be wiped out from now on, and his life may not be guaranteed. If he loses his composure once in forty battles, what should he do?" Jin Zulin put down his wine glass and murmured, "What should I do? What should I do?" Gongsun Wuzhi said: "You must know that no matter who you are, if you want to travel to different places in two months and fight with forty masters in a row, it is absolutely not enough to be strong in martial arts, you must also have firm determination and an iron will. and an extremely strong fighting spirit. Although I can firmly believe in Bao'er's martial arts, in these two months, not only will he be praised and admired, but he will also be ridiculed, insulted, slandered, and destroyed by villains, even at the expense of Framed with poison. He is young and has just come out of the rivers and lakes. These things... Sigh! I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it." What will be the consequences of "unbearable", one knows without asking, when everyone thinks of this, they can't help but have the heart to dissuade Bao'er. "Hero of Yunmeng" Wan Ziliang frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Don't think about victory, think about defeat first. The second hero Gongsun's foresight is definitely superhuman, but..." Fang Baoyu suddenly stopped and said, "But if Uncle Wan is placed in the position that my nephew is today, I wonder how Uncle Wan will make a decision?" Wan Ziliang didn't even think about it, and said with emotion: "The spirit of my generation of warriors is to have the courage not to hesitate to lose. If it is inevitable to fight, why not lose?" Baoyu turned his eyes and looked at the faces of the seven disciples one by one, and said slowly: "If you change your uncles, I don't know whether to fight or not?"