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Chapter nine hundred and fifty fifth swordsmanship(1/4)

Located in Mizhou, the northernmost part of Qingming World, there is a solitary mountaintop that stands alone above the plains. It is called Leap Moon Peak. There is a weak stream at the foot of the mountain.

The mountain is steep, the rocks are like jade, and the pines are like green, but the spiritual energy is thin. It is obviously not a geomantic treasure place suitable for opening a dojo.

The mountain and water restrictions of this Leap Moon Peak are the martial arts' hard work.

Just like a lake on the top of a mountain, the fists pour down all over the mountain like water, but they are able to do no harm to the creatures in the mountain.

Martial arts have not reached their limit, and monks have not reached the level of ascension, so there is no need to expect to reach the top.

No hospitality allowed.

There are more than a dozen pure martial artists from various states with different levels of martial arts. They each find a place to practice on the grass beside the weak water at the foot of the mountain. They regard mountain climbing as the best way to practice boxing.

It's hard work as the master of Leyue Peak, but he never chases people away.

Today, a visitor came to Leyue Peak. He is a scholar in a green shirt, with sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, and he has a very bookish air.

Seeing this person's figure, figures kept rising and falling, all of them were long-famous martial arts masters. They rushed here one after another, wanting to pay homage to this "Master Lin" who was famous all over the world.

As a result, they were dozens of feet away from the man, ranging from more than a hundred feet away, and could no longer move even half a step forward. It was like being cast on a series of immobilizing charms, allowing them to exert all their strength, even punching, trying to open the way with their fists.

, still not able to move even half a step forward.

Immediately afterwards, several people lost their strength and began to slide backwards, just like a boat sailing against the current of the world's martial arts road. In order to stop the retreat, the martial artists stamped the ground as hard as thunder, but unfortunately they were still destined to be in vain, just like plowing the ground.

His legs drew two cracks on the ground. Among them was a white-haired old man who was a martial artist at the top of the mountain. He opened his voice and signed up for a number, just hoping to chat face to face with the longest-lived pure martial artist in the history of Qingming.

sentence.

Wulin Jiangxian.

One of the ten people in the Qingming world.

Sixth, ranked behind the unbeatable fifth person, Xuandu Guansun Huazhong.

But as long as the old temple master is out and about, every time he talks about Lin Jiangxian with people in the arena, he will say that he is ashamed and ashamed. He is ashamed to be ranked behind Master Lin, and he is ashamed to be ranked before Master Lin.

Lin Jiangxian ignored those warriors from various states who were all in the third realm of refining the gods, and went to climb the mountain on his own. He did not use the method of covering the ground to travel far, and just took a walk up to the Leap Moon Peak.

There are no steps in the mountain, not even a stone road. There is only a winding dirt road leading to the top of the mountain, overgrown with weeds.

On the top of Leap Moon Peak, there is a man living alone in a thatched hut. He is a thin young man with a beard, slovenly appearance and cloudy eyes.

The young man was sitting cross-legged on a boulder, playing an old bamboo flute. There was a pot of wine at his feet, as well as a pile of pine nuts, simmered potato and poria slices that seemed to be used as food to accompany the wine.

When he saw Lin Jiangxian, he didn't speak a word but just nodded in greeting.

Lin Jiangxian clasped his fists in salute, without explaining his intention. Then he came to the boulder, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the gurgling weak water outside the mountain. According to legend, in that weak water, there was an ancient immortal who used to refine it.

Iron chains successively imprisoned a green ape and a white snake that almost turned into a snake. After that, the two evil animals were imprisoned under the water, just like the mountain guards of Leap Moon Peak. But these strange and magical signs have never been seen.

Can be verified by monks to be true or false, the green ape and the white snake spread rumors from rumor to false,

The mountain wind is brisk, and "Master Lin", who looks like a scholar in a blue shirt, has swaying sleeves. For some reason, he works harder than Lenyue Peak, who never goes down the mountain, giving people a more otherworldly feeling.

There are no weeds in the mountains, and they are all treasures. There is a lot of haze here.

Hard work said straightforwardly: "If I can't beat you, there's no need to ask about boxing. I'll just admit defeat."

Such a cowardice doesn't look like a pure martial artist at all, but he is the second best in the world.

Not long ago, he punched the white lotus root that was halfway up the mountain and knocked it back to the foot of the mountain, where it fell into the weak water.

Lin Jiangxian smiled and said: "I'm not here for the discussion, I'm just here to enjoy the scenery and relax."

This is the first time both parties have met.

On the top of the mountain, apart from a few thatched huts built with painstaking efforts, there is a pile of rocks of different sizes and strange shapes. Especially on the cliff not far away, there is a piece of stone, which is particularly outstanding. It is more than ten feet long and its shape is square and stable.

, round at the bottom and flat at the top, floating on the stone, the cliff of the book list was engraved with four large red lacquer characters of Yanshou Taoist Temple, without any inscription. Lin Jiangxian took a few more glances, and if nothing else happened, this was the piece of stone that was secretly

It is known as the "stepping stone" of "Taozu resting place".

However, the fact that Dao Ancestor once came here to rest has not been widely circulated in the Qingming world. It is only speculated in private among the big sects.

Before Taozu came to Leyue Peak, the only thing Leyue Peak could offer was the ancient pines in the mountain and the strange cloud aura of this pumice stone, which covered its top and lingered there. Therefore, there were always gods and ghosts swimming on it.

Legend has it that the reason why no Qi practitioners have opened a dojo here in history is that this vision is just a flower stand, a hilltop without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. To Qi practitioners, it is a barren land and sourceless water.

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Lin Jiangxian stood on the top of the mountain, his thoughts drifting away.

He didn't care at all that there was a martial artist with a level of martial arts standing next to him.

According to a Shanshui Di newspaper, Liangjingshan Chaoge and Dachao Sect Xu Jun, two world-famous Taoist monks with very different ages, had just visited Leyue Peak, but they did not stay on the top of the mountain for long, and soon they were

After returning to Liangjing Mountain, it seems that he is going to retreat. The guardian is an outsider, Yao Qing, the elegant prime minister of the Qingshan Dynasty. It can be seen that Chao Ge is determined to win this retreat.

Lin Jiangxian knew that this Ascension Realm female crown with the restored Taoist name was once a "Chaotian Girl". As for her predecessor, there were some clues about her. Because of the Yashan warriors and spies all over the world, it originated from the Yashan setting.

There is a secret organization called Zhen Guan Si, which is responsible for collecting street talk and anecdotes from past dynasties.

After hard work, he put away the bamboo flute, picked up a few pine nuts at his feet, threw them into his mouth, and chewed them slowly.

Lin Jiangxian took out a wooden ink mold from his sleeve and gently threw it to Xin Xin, "Return it to its original owner. By the way, I would like to apologize to you for my second disciple."

It turns out that a young disciple of Lin Jiangxian was pestered by a young martial arts fanatic and insisted on becoming a disciple. His qualifications were good, but his temper was too impetuous, and his training was diverted, so he was unwilling to accept a disciple. In order to make that difficult person

Knowing the difficulty, the ghost retreated, so he posed a problem to the young man. Come to Leyue Peak, whether you steal or beg, you have to get back a brand new ink ingot as a apprenticeship ceremony. He became Lin Jiangxian's disciple.

I am willing to drink the apprenticeship tea and officially accept my disciples.

As a result, the young man gave him a small surprise. Instead of taking back the ink ingot, he took this wooden ink mold down the mountain, which showed his hard work in martial arts.

According to Lin Jiangxian, the re-disciple, he exhausted his energy and energy on the way to the mountain and fainted. As a result, he was rescued and allowed to recuperate halfway up the mountain. He became familiar with him after going back and forth and sent him away.

I gave him an ink model as a parting gift.

Hard work shook his head, and the ink mold hovered in the air between the two of them, saying, "Let him keep it as a souvenir. If I didn't give it to him at that time, he wouldn't be able to steal it."

Lin Jiangxian couldn't help laughing. This new disciple turned out to be a little thief who took advantage of himself without telling anyone. He was a talented person.

Previously, at Yashan, the young man had made fantastic remarks, saying that Xin had seen that he was a martial arts wizard who had not been seen in a thousand years, and that he had great perseverance, risking his own life to climb to the top of Leap Moon Peak.

Only then did the Grand Master feel cherished for his talents, and asked him if he would like to stay at Leap Moon Peak and become the founding disciple. However, he did not want to change his original intention. He had already decided on the candidate for master. How could he decide to go down the mountain half-heartedly?

Xunxin personally saw him off all the way to the foot of Leyue Peak. The two parties said goodbye reluctantly and became friends who have never known each other...

Apart from practicing martial arts, Leung Yuefeng's only hobby is to use local materials, cut down pine branches, and make pine smoke ink. From refining smoke, carving ink molds, melting glue and pestle, and then drying ink, polishing and gold-painting,

It was all done through hard work. There happened to be a herd of deer in the mountains, and the pine smoke ink that I had worked hard to refine by myself was extremely famous in the Qingming world. It was most suitable for copying sutras in small regular script, and for painting characters, eyebrows, feathers, etc. in fine brushwork. The ink ingots are of fine quality.

Easy to sharpen and does not damage the inkstone.

It is said that Su Zi, who is famous all over the world, once traveled here. The trip was not in vain, and he got a set of colored ink as a gift from his hard work, and he came up with the saying "I don't dare to use the hard work of ink". In fact, Su Zi was in

After returning to his hometown, he took apart this set of ink ingots and gave them to several of his favorite students who had reunited after a long absence. This shows how much Su Zi cherished this set of ink ingots.

Before Lin Jiangxian visited Lenyue Peak, he asked his disciples to search for several ink ingots inscribed with "Thirty Thousand Pestles" and "One Hundred Thousand Pestles" respectively. Not long ago, he also got a wooden ink mold. Of course, Lin Jiangxian didn't like to be arty, he could

With the degree of condensation of those few ink ingots and the knife skills of the ink model, the general depth and improvement of Xinxin's boxing technique were verified. It was not that Lin Jiangxian regarded Xinxin as a threat to compete for the number one title in the world, but just a curiosity, a person who only focused on himself.

The young martial artist who practices boxing does not compete with others, and has no one to help teach her boxing. She does not even have a decent boxing manual. How can she rely on herself to figure out how to reach the top of martial arts? The key is

It’s the hard mountain climbing that makes my pace so fast.

Seeing that Hardworking was so polite, Lin Jiangxian put the ink mold back into his sleeve, as a way of reciprocating the favor, and reminded him with a smile, "There may be room for checking and filling in the gaps at the Juque Cave. The space between Yutang and Yingmeng is four inches away.

This route, based on the pure trend of Qi, actually needs to be done in the opposite direction on your body. It should be heavy and turbulent rather than light. In addition, the route of the Three Yang Meridian of the Hand should be carefully refined and used.

Even if you throw punches, you might be able to get a few points faster."

After thinking carefully for a moment, he nodded and said, "Thank you, Master Lin."

Lin Jiangxian asked with a smile: "Since there are thirty thousand pestles and one hundred thousand pestles, will a certain new ink ingot in the future have one million pestles?"

Hard-working nodded, "We have this plan. As for the specific time to start work, we haven't decided yet. It depends on the weather."

Lin Jiangxian smiled.

The Leyue Peak in front of me works hard and likes to make ink. Bai Lotus, the female imperial preceptor of the Qingshen Dynasty, likes to collect inscriptions on inscriptions.

As for Haoran Tianxia, ​​the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall seems to like engraving.

Today's young martial artists have very elegant hobbies.

Hard work hesitated for a moment, "Can I ask about the punch that Master Lin delivered in Fanghu City?"

Lin Jiangxian looked forward and said with a smile: "When you ask me about boxing one day, you will naturally understand everything clearly."

I won’t ask any more questions because of my hard work.

There are some taboos in the world, but you still understand them after hard work. Asking a martial arts master about the box-pressing boxing technique is almost the same as asking a swordsman about the magical power of flying swords.

A man has been at the top of the world's martial arts and has been independent for nearly three hundred years.

The ten martial arts experts in Qingming Tianxia Jiazi's first martial arts review have held six martial arts reviews successively. The masters have changed one after another. Lin Jiangxian has always been the best in the world without any doubt.

Lin Jiangxian is over 360 years old.

For a pure martial artist, this is a well-deserved advanced age, and it is simply a shocking miracle.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary martial arts masters, even those who are martial arts masters, to live to be two hundred years old.
To be continued...
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