The principle of the "Stacked Bridge Finger" when water meets a stacked bridge is actually very simple and easy to understand. It is to gather the true energy on the two fingers and focus on one thought to burst out and break the face.

It's just that different martial arts moves have different implementations of this theory.

"Cold Stream Moyun Hand" contains several unique techniques. At this moment, He Yanxiao uses the meaning of the coldness of the secluded forest and mountain stream to integrate his own true energy, as if the cold water invades the body, first soaking and soaking the contact points.

Just like a layer of paper, it immediately condenses into a stream of true energy, and then assists the caster to find every opportunity to break the enemy's attacks.

The visitor obviously did not expect that He Yanxiao would be so hot, but at this moment he was riding a tiger with difficulty. But he seemed to be familiar with "Cold Stream Moyun Hand". He suddenly shook his torso and stamped his feet violently, and a horse was born.

Galloping momentum.

Then, the middle-aged man changed his palm into a peck, and slightly closed his palm like a knife beetle to attack He Yanxiao's right wrist. Just as He Yanxiao withdrew from guard for a moment, the other half of his shoulder blade was pushed inward and approached, showing the veteran experience of a warrior.

However, with "Nuomizi" as his trump card, He Yanxiao had no intention of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. Furthermore, even if the killing of Mei Heying was due to foreign aid, people familiar with the matter would probably not underestimate He Yanxiao's cultivation.

Showing weakness to the enemy at this time is simply treating others as fools!

Of course, although the visitor was a little surprised at He Yanxiao's superb Zhenqi, he would not have thought that He Yanxiao had a sharp blade that could cut gold and jade, as well as the unique effect of the Wind Tiger Cicada Shadow Spirit Machine.

Even so, He Yanxiao's finger still made the middle-aged man stunned. Especially when he rushed towards He Yanxiao and got closer, He Yanxiao actually stepped on a crane, and his other arm stretched out like a willow hand to hold the incoming person.

scapular.

In an instant, their zhenqi shook, and both sides gave in to each other. He Yanxiao breathed out all his strength, and actually forced the incoming man to take three steps back.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, you already have such strength?!

Unexpectedly, He Yanxiao's cultivation seemed to be no weaker than his own. Although the middle-aged man was shocked, he couldn't lower his face and bullied the younger ones. He put one hand behind his back and twirled his beard with the other, and looked at it in confusion.

He Yan smiled, then pretended to be cool and announced himself to his family.

"The next generation is to be feared, Zhuang Er."

"You...it turns out to be the second master of the banker's family. I'm rude to you as a junior."

I just learned from the He family brothers who has the final say in Guanglin County. He Yanxiao's mind turned around and he immediately thought of the identity of the visitor.

When Zhuang Longsong saw He Yanxiao's expression, he suddenly realized: "Oh, the two young men of the He family are very wary of me. I must have said a lot of bad things about my eldest brother and me just now."

"That's right. They are alarmist. They say that Second Master Zhuang and Master Long Yuan are the top tyrants in Guanglin, but they dare not offend your village at will."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Longyao pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you going out?"

"Um."

"But I came at the wrong time."

Zhuang Longyao frowned, not knowing what he was planning, and asked: "If nothing happens, can I go with you?"

"this is OK."

I learned from He Yanzhong that Zhuang Longyao was from Jing'an Division in Guanglin County. In a sense, he and He Yanxiao were on the same side.

Otherwise, even if Zhuang Longsong's probing palm was not malicious, it would be impossible for the stone statue of Haezhi at the entrance of Jing'an Division to remain unresponsive.

However, besides trusting Ran Hongying, He Yanxiao now trusts only a cute little deer, and no one else is worthy of trust.

It's just that everyone from Zhuang Longshan has arrived, so He Yanxiao is too lazy to look back, so he presents his itinerary and says: "I'm going out now. There is a house in the south of the county. They say there is an evil spirit, so I went to have a look."

"When you reach the realm of Aiki, the internal and external qi interact with each other. Although it can hurt evil spirits, it is not as safe as a master above Zhongxuan."

Zhuang Longyao seemed to remind him kindly: "In this case, you and I should go together."

"good."

Knowing that Zhuang Longyao could not come purely to win over his feelings, He Yanxiao walked in front of him and asked: "According to He Yanzhong, when I went to the Changsheng Shrine to undercover, was it the Second Master's intention?"

"Yes and no."

Although he might be at a disadvantage, Zhuang Longyao calmly said: "I know you have doubts about me. But you should know that one month ago was the key to the deterioration of the altar of longevity."

"Well……"

Zhuang Longxue really reminded He Yanxiao.

If Zhuang Longyao wanted to mess with the He family, he wouldn't have let He Yanxiao go hang out with a cult outside the county two or three years ago.

He Yanxiao had an idea and said: "The original altar of longevity has nothing to do with 'the heaven and earth of supreme virtue, there is no way to be pure'? In other words, they have no plan to launch evil sacrifices?"

"You also know this saying?!"

Glancing at Zhuang Longsong's eyes, He Yanxiao nodded quietly and said, "He Yanzhong told me not long ago. It is said that the head of the Wenxin Pavilion, Yan Guan, gave some clues about the tragedy of the He family."

"Sure enough, Yan Suoru has extensive knowledge and it is impossible that he does not know this. However, Xu Weiran of the Changsheng Altar has been famous for a long time. It is not accidental that he joins the Changsheng Altar."

Although Zhuang Longyao showed a trace of displeasure, he seemed to have expected that Yan Jinggao had heard about this matter, so he no longer concealed his purpose and said: "The current situation in Xu country has not been very stable in recent years. But in four years

Before, there were some small sects from time to time that were doing secretive things. The Altar of Immortality is one of them."

"Many, how many are they?"

"It existed in all seventeen counties, but it was not yet strong at that time and did not dare to act blatantly."

Zhuang Longsong looked at the dirty piles of snow on the roadside and said: "But this year the situation has changed drastically. Frost in June has caused famine and chaos. This gave them the opportunity to cause wanton destruction."

"Then, why did Second Master ask me to go to the Altar of Immortality three years ago?"

"It's a long story."

It turns out that these small sects scattered all over the country, like the White Lotus and the Red Flower Society, were all engaged in gathering people to defraud money at the beginning. In places like Xu State, or this kind of world of immortal martial arts, fists speak for themselves.

Always practical, the absolute rule of law is inherently unrealistic and cannot be controlled.

As long as official-private unions don't go too far, it's like turning a blind eye.

It was just an accident that Zhuang Longyao, as a member of the Jing'an Division of Guanglin County, saw the prisoner chanting the prayer "There is no way to be pure in heaven and earth" when handling a certain commission. What's more, in front of him

He committed suicide on the spot, the scene was extremely horrific, and the spirit of the deceased seemed to have been drained out.

The head of the Zhuang family had a close relationship with Master Zhuang, and he immediately realized that there were some secrets hidden behind it. Knowing that the matter was of great importance, Zhuang Longyan took the initiative to report the situation.

However, the King of Xu seemed to be familiar with the affairs of cults and did not take it to heart. He only strictly ordered various places to restrict the gathering of local cults. Moreover, King Xu thought that since the Jingan Division existed in name only, it was better to find something to do for them.

This is the main reason why cults in various places chose to endure it and turn a blind eye more than a month ago even though they knew that there was an undercover agent from the Jing'an Division.

He Yanxiao was speechless: "From the very beginning, no one expected the people from Jing'an Division to achieve anything?"

"Well. Whoever dares to touch the people of Jing'an Division, the imperial court will eradicate that gang first. It is more like a warning."

Zhuang Longxuan admitted: "Originally, I wanted to prevent the people below from making money from going too far."

"this……"

In some respects, the magic of Jing'an Division is truly extraordinary. But in other respects, especially in a remote place like Xu State, it seems that it has nowhere to go.

There are only a few people in the group, and everyone is an undercover agent, a tool used to stop the cult from causing trouble. What role can it play?

No wonder Zhuang Longxiaoguang assigned tasks at will, but never contacted He Yanxiao for two or three years, because it was not dangerous in the first place.

However, Zhuang Longsong was extremely serious at this moment and said: "The drastic changes in the past two months are by no means an accident. The failure of the Immortal Altar is one of the only failed plans of the manipulators behind the scenes."

"Only two?"
Chapter completed!