The last book said that the monks were messing with the View of the Clouds, and at a time of crisis, the martial saint Yu He fell from the sky.
How did he get here? He held Yang Na's body, flew down the Wuyi Mountain, came to a small Xuan at the bottom of the mountain, called Huolian Xuan, the location is hidden, the environment is elegant, this is a small courtyard of Wusheng, push the door in, put Yang Na's body flat on the kang, looking at Yang Na's face, he also can't help but cry, although the husband and wife have no name, there is no wedding ceremony, but they have been together for more than eighty years, once they leave, how can they not cut off their liver and intestines? Wu Shengxin said, "Beloved wife, you are extremely happy in your past life, and I will not be an old man in the next life, and I will be a plain couple with you, and we will never be separated!" ”
Wu Sheng came from the river next to him, called the river water, washed Yang Na's face, wiped his body clean, changed into a new dress, combed his hair neatly, and looked at it for half a moment, and finally he was cruel, put Yang Na's body on the patio as a courtyard, took out the special fish oil, poured it on the corpse, took out the fire sickle, hit it, and put it on the corpse a little, the flames rose in the air, Yu looked at the flames, and the sweet time of the two people appeared in his mind, so big Wu Shengren cried loudly.
Didn't he see through life and death, he said? See through life and death is not false, but people are emotional animals, especially this love word, you think, your lover died in front of you, you are powerless to protect, what is the taste? What kind of mentality did he personally wipe his beloved wife's body and cremate it? Who can afford it?
His son Yu Siyang died, he was not so sad, today Yang Na died, or died in front of him, the old saint was crying. Exactly: the saints also have tender days, when the iron man will inevitably shed tears.
Not long after, Yang Na turned into a ball of ashes, the old sage stopped the sadness, took out a small porcelain bottle from the house, collected Yang Na's ashes, took it with him, and then went back to the house to get a book, this book is the hundred years of painstaking efforts of the martial saints, called the Great Song Fist Classic, which contains all kinds of martial arts in the world of martial arts, and his own views on kung fu, and has made modifications to the previous kung fu and deficiencies, which is a priceless treasure. In order to write this book, he neglected discipline to his sons Yu Siyang and Xia Suiliang, so that the two finally walked the road of no return. Later, the book fell into the hands of a monk, this monk was called an egg monk, and the egg monk passed it on to his apprentices--fighting through the seventy-two invincible hands of the Great Song Dynasty, the young swordsman Jintai. In his later years, Jintai further carried forward this boxing book and created the "Jintai Fist Score". This is not to be mentioned later.
Besides, Yu He took it out, wrapped it in oilcloth, carried it into his arms, went out of the house, looked back at Huolian Xiaoxuan, who had lived here for several years and would not come back again. With a fierce heart, he left the Fire Lotus Xuan and descended the Wuyi Mountain.
Where did he go? Aimlessly, wherever you go, the martial saint of the Great Song Dynasty, just like this, the east end, the west end of the chaotic walk, unconsciously walked to the Sichuan Dadu River, looking at the water of the TaoTao, remembering the poem of the great Tang Dynasty poet Luo Ye: "Smoke harvests the green field far into the sky, and the fortress is still faintly in sight." Wanli Mountain River Star Arch North, a hundred years of personnel water returned to the east. ”
Yu He sighed: Life is a hundred years, such as the great river to go east, life is just a wave of flowers!
I am a martial saint of the hall, and I still can't understand this? YuHe, Yuhe, your way is Bai Xiula. The mood is cheerful when I think of it. It has to be said that Yuhe, although a moment of obsession, but soon adjusted over, changed the average person, the apprentice is gone, the son is gone, the old partner is also dead, then there is a good? You're going to die.
Yu He is now clear-headed, bright-eyed, and has returned to his former radiance, calculating in his heart, this is the Dadu River in Sichuan, not far from Mount Emei, go to see my master brother, I haven't seen it for many years, Yu He unfolded his body, and ben Emei Mountain came down.
When they arrived at Mount Emei, they looked at the Emei disciples with a solemn look, as if they were facing a great enemy, could there be a strong enemy invading? Although the master brother's ability is high, but too honest, don't suffer losses, he flew to the main hall, went to the hall to see the liveliness of the fight, and took a closer look: "Oh, it turned out to be a few of you bald donkeys, haha, I am not dead yet, you dare to bully to the door of my master brother, then you have to pay it back!" So he shouted and flew down the hall.
As soon as he appeared, he did not fight on both sides, the eighty-one main door chief Pudu, the four great swordsmen of Mount Emei, were all surprised and happy, and the eight monks were shocked and afraid.
Pu duxi is that the third elder is still alive, it seems that the rumors of the jianghu are true; what the eight monks are afraid of is: Yu Hezhen is not dead, and today he will choke!
Pudu looked at Yu He and pulled it down: "Third brother, you are really alive!" ”
"I'm not alive, I'm still alive!"
"Why don't you write to Master and Brother?" These years have made my brother think so bitterly! ”
"Brother Master, the younger brother also has unspeakable secrets, let's talk about it later, I will clean up these senior monks first!"
After saying that, he turned around and came to a few monks: "Immeasurable Heavenly Dignity, a few have not been seen for many years, don't come unharmed!" ”
"Midas! Martial Saint, are you still alive? ”
"Hahahahaha, a few didn't go to the Western Heavens to meet the Buddha, how dare I go to see the Heavenly Lord?" You hit Mount Emei in Sichuan, the Eight Treasures of the Clouds, and bully my master brother, this account is calculated! ”
All said and done, Yu He face brush! He sank down and stared at the eight monks.
The eight monks looked at Yu He's gaze and felt a wave of coercion! A bit breathless, not afraid? That's blowing, this is the martial saint of the Great Song Dynasty, the Number One of the Martial Arts! Say this sword immortal, that god Buddha, no one can do it, they all have to stand on the side!
Although the eight people were afraid, they could not be frightened, they were also well-known roles in the jianghu, either the old master who had retired for many years, or the old abbot, the four elders of the Yanyu Temple to avoid dust, smoke, rain, and wind, and folded their hands: "Martial Saint, we are not for no reason, coming to the clouds to see whether it is wrong to cause trouble to the chief disciple, the old sage still remembers my master Sansheng III Buddha Wuxiang Zen Master?" ”
"Remember, he is still my old senior, and my brothers and sisters are young, and they still have to be guided by his old man."
"My master has a mouth of the most precious treasure of the Buddha's family, that is, this Buddha lightsaber in the hands of the little sword demon!" At that time, my master asked the chief of the gate to keep it for fifty years, let us take this sword after fifty years, this year is fifty years of head pull, we followed the master's will, specially came to the chief of the door to welcome back the relics of the master, but the chief of the chief of the door with a big deception, do not give us the sword, old sage, we were forced to move, how is this called making trouble in the cloud view? ”
Wu Sheng knew that the Buddha lightsaber was like this, but did not know the specific reason, Pudu stepped forward: "Four senior monks, as Buddhist monks, you pay attention to the fact that the monks do not speak in tongues, why didn't your master pass the Buddha lightsaber to you, but gave it to me?" It is not because of your bad conduct, the Buddha lightsaber gave you more killing karma, so I passed the Buddha lightsaber to me, I remember what zen master Wuxiang said before he died, if you have a career and have grown, you can ask back the Buddha lightsaber, see what you have done, I am afraid I am not worthy to ask back the Buddha lightsaber, right? ”
"This! The four monks were a little hanging on, the other three monks were better, and the rain-shelter monk was a fiery temper: "You say that if you don't deserve it, you don't deserve it?" Today I have to return to the Buddha Lightsaber! ”
"Woohoo!" Yu He narrowed his eyes, "You dare to spread wilderness when I am here, and I am not in you." Just bullied my master brother, this account has not been calculated for you, I will reach out with you! ”
"Reach out, are you still afraid that you won't succeed?" Don't think you're a martial saint! ”
He jumped over and slapped it, the martial saint Yu He looked at the palm coming, listening to the palm wind knew that this palm was at least sixty years of kung fu, the average chivalrous swordsman could not dodge at all, but in front of me you were almost there, you look at the martial saint, pure heart is to want to establish a will, you see his grown crane is not taken off, the wind and rain hat on his head is not taken off, the dust of the right hand is still held in the hand, the left palm is outstretched, aimed at the palm to avoid the rain, "Snap! "Greeted up, the two palms intersected, the martial saint did not move, the rain avoidance pleasure was big, the arms could not be lifted at once, the chest was hot, the throat was salty, the internal organs were upside down, the three elements of vomiting blood were all in unison, not spitting out was not OK, spitting out, one mouth, spitting blood, unconscious!
The Martial Saint slapped the next one! This shocked the whole audience, which is called money pressure slave hand, art pressure as a pedestrian, not to obey.
Avoid the smoke, avoid the wind, avoid the wind and hurry over: "Master and brother, master and brother, you wake up!" "It took half a day to avoid the rain before I woke up, moved slightly, and bled blood from my mouth." The martial saint's palm was the golden lotus palm, which not only broke his arm, but also followed the Taiyin Lung Meridian of his hand, and returned the internal organs to him.
Several monks looked at each other: A fierce martial saint, a person is never his opponent, but if he doesn't reach out, he will go back in ashes, how can he still mix in the rivers and lakes? For now, the only way to rely on more people to win, qianyuan mountain jile temple of the empty cloud, virtual cloud, Zhaoyun three people came over: "The old sage is indeed strong in martial arts, and the three of us take over the high moves of the martial saint!" ”
"These are not the three senior monks of the Bliss Temple, when I failed in the competition with my master brother, the zhaoyun senior monk also lost an arm, and the three of them must have gone back to practice martial arts hard all these years, and today this is revenge?"
"Since the old saint knows, we are not here to take revenge!" Master and brother, master brother, on! ”
The three people rushed to wusheng, and wusheng did not dare to entrust him, so he threw off his wind and rain hat, and cranes took off, and he put it behind the dust and fought with the three people. The three monks of the Bliss Temple, who had originally allowed their disciples to commit murder and hurt people, were known to the head of the gate, Pudu, and sent the Baiyun swordsman Xiahou Ren to rebuke them, and these three monks were unreasonable, more than the bald-tailed dogs: "Whoever admits that you are the chief of the Eighty-One Doors, you love who cares who you are in charge of, our Bliss Temple is not in your control," The big words, not clean, Xiahou Ren listened to them insulting the teacher, can't stand it, you scolded me, scolded my master, on the spot, the three monks are still quite strong, and Xiahou Ren beat Xiahou Ren well and vomited blood. Xiahou Ren returned to Mount Emei, Pudu saw that the apprentice had been beaten like this, and his heart was angry, at that time, he had just obtained the Buddha lightsaber, and he went down with the sword, found the Bliss Temple, a fierce battle, cut off one of Zhaoyun's arms, the three monks were honest, but the vendetta was formed. Since then, the three people have not left the Bliss Temple one step at a time, practicing martial arts hard, hoping to one day kill Mount Emei in Sichuan to find Pudu to avenge the snow and hatred.
It just so happened that not long ago, a Buddha, Haitian monk, asked them to go up Mount Emei, and they were in the middle of it, and this was the time they came to the Cloud View.
The three of them had been practicing martial arts for more than eighty years. For today, the three human body methods are unfolded, and the strength of eating milk is used, but the battle is not in the combination, and the body method is unfolded in the combination, and the shape is changed, and there is no sound. Yu Heguang practiced the basic skills of wearing flowers and circling trees for decades, and in the forest full of peach blossoms, Yu He practiced in it, although his body was as fast as flying. But none of the petals fell off, not even moved. Bees collecting honey on flowers do not feel that anyone is practicing.
Yu He used the kung fu out, the three people were trapped in it, the Ten Thousand Laws Guizong a Buddha Haitian monk did not see well, the three people could not win, and there was a fear of life after a long fight, he also came over: "Worthy of being a martial saint of the Great Song Dynasty, the poor monk came to receive the teachings, see how you are re-emerging!" ”
He flew to join the battle group, Yu He saw that he also came up, knowing that he had the greatest ability among these people, and the Small Western Heaven outside the Kunlun Mountain, the Sea and Air Divine Monk of the Thirty-three Heavens, so he also added caution, five people hit in a circle like a marquee, fists and palms, like wind and thunder, but four people could not fight martial saints!
The rain shelter that Yanyu Temple had just been beaten had eased up at this time, and let the disciples under his command take care of it, avoid the dust, avoid the wind, and avoid the smoke, and the three people also jumped up: "The Martial Saint is powerful, if you and I can be the enemy alone, we will also meet the Martial Saints in the world!" ”
They flew to join the battle group, seven people fought martial saints, Pudu was worried that the third brother was a bit lost, just wanted to jump over to help the battle, Yu He shouted: "Master Brother, you don't move, you just give the little brother a good look at the enemy, these seven great monks I still have to deal with!" ”
Pudu did not move, but he was also prepared, in case of a little accident, so as to meet the third brother.
Just to say that the eight people in this vicious battle, is really thrilling, the sun and moon have no light, it is: seven people Putuo to seek revenge, vicious and fierce to die endlessly, this palm like lightning, that raised legs like an ape, martial saints are not afraid to laugh, golden lotus palm method self-planning, fight to victory and defeat for many hours, martial saint god mighty shock Kyushu!
Pudu old swordsman watched the battle from behind: "Worthy of being the third brother, one person fighting seven people, not only not falling behind, but also relaxed, what can these seven people do?" The top of the jianghu is good, the ability is the first row of martial arts, changed themselves, but can not stare, but also have to say the third brother. "Don't look at the old swordsman who is the chief of the eighty-one doors, and the ability and Yuhe are one hair, but this hair is a gap, seven people fight Pudu, Pudu may be defeated, but Yu He is stable and victorious."
Eight people fought for three hundred rounds, and Yu He shouted, "Dear monks, I'm sorry, I can do it!" "Fighting, avoiding smoke and avoiding the wind and dust, I feel that my feet are a little awkward, I can't open my legs, and I look down: "I'm dripping mommy," The pants fell off, and it turned out that Yu Was playing with a knife, and used a quick knife to cut the mess! The palm wind was like a knife, cutting the belts of the three people.
Three people are red in the face, how to fight? Slip your pants in your hand and exit the battlefield. The three senior monks of the Bliss Temple felt how the back was so cool, jumped out of the circle to look at each other, the monks and robes in the back were all holes, so that Wu Sheng used the cotton yarn finger of the golden lotus finger to point at the force, and the pokes were all hole eyes.
This is poking at the clothes, poking at the body, it has to be poked into a big hole, and the three people are also landless. The Haitian monk was left, and Wu Sheng shouted, "Old monk, you are different from them, the treatment is higher, I, leave you some special marks, give you two ears and eyes." After saying that, his hands flicked, "Snort", two fingers of the wind, the Sea Sky monk felt that the two earlobes were hot.
Touching it with my hand, two small holes hung out of my ears. Why didn't the monk who said the sea and the sky hide? It's not that you can't hide, it's that you can't hide, yuhe is too fast to hide, you can't hide at all.
Yu Heli defeated the Eight Great Monks, Wei Zhen Sichuan Emei Mountain, Eight Treasures Cloud Xiaoguan! There was not a single person present who did not admire: Yu He, who was so powerful, was the first person in the world of the Great Song Dynasty, pushing eight hundred opponents horizontally, and Xuanyuan re-emerged the martial saint Yu He in the Nine Lotuses!
The monks who came, wooden poking and poking, stunned on the spot, they couldn't believe that seven people beat one and failed so miserably!
Yu He also said, "Guys, are you still fighting?" Unconvinced, let's do it again! A few monks listened, the rattle with their heads shaking, can not fight, can not fight, the Sea Sky monk took the lead to come to Yu Heqian: "Amitabha Buddha, really worthy of being a martial saint, today opened his eyes, and you stretched out your hand, I am like a frog at the bottom of the well, sitting in the well and watching the sky, I don't know how big the world is, old sage, thank you for your mercy!" ”
Yu Hezhen was merciful, otherwise, if they had to die, none of them would survive. Yu He did not want to have more hatred and resentment, and could put a service instead of a death. Enwei combined with Shi and subdued eight great monks.
"Don't fight? That being the case, please use tea with Tsuruhi. ”
"No, I'll have to wait for something else, and that's it." How many people said what tea to drink? People lose their hearts and minds to drink tea.
"Well, Brother Master, let's send you high monks!"
Pu Passed: "Dear monks, the poor dao will send you down the mountain!" ”
"The chief of the gate does not have to be polite, I will go down the mountain by myself, you and the old saint will be reunited for a long time, I think I have something to say, I am waiting for the farewell!"
Pudu listened, then well: "All the monks have gone all the way, please don't send it away!" ”
"Farewell!" A few people came with a fierce momentum, and when they left, they were gray and slippery. Under the sneering ridicule of many disciples of Emei, they went down to Mount Emei, their faces were burning with panic, this time they were all honest, not honest, Wu Sheng was too powerful, this time did not throw his life, it was picked up.
Where they went, we didn't say, and then wu sheng Yuhe, seeing that they were all gone, quickly fell to his knees: "Master Brother, Little Brother gives Master Brother a gift!" ”
"The third brother is getting up quickly, what is the elder brother doing with this?"
Holding Yu He up, the four great swordsmen of Mount Emei gave Yu He a kneeling prostration: "Uncle Shi is on top, and the disciple is courteous!" ”
Yu Heyi waved his hand: "Let's all get up, your master has said it, let's not be polite!" ”
The four great swordsmen of Emei watched the Battle of Wusheng today, and they admired it in their hearts, this is kung fu, when will we reach the level of Master Uncle? The person who was so proud of the little sword demon also threw himself to the ground with admiration for Uncle Xiaoshi.
Pudu let Yu He into the main hall, and the guests and lords sat down, and the four swordsmen of Mount Emei did not dare to sit down, Yu He smiled: "Sit down, there are no outsiders." Why did I come to you to restrain what? ”
Pudu spoke: "Your three uncles have said it, so sit down!" The four of them sat down at the bottom, and the little old man offered tea.
"Third brother, tell your brother about the experience, what's the matter with you?"
"Brother Master, that's the way it is!"
Yu He recounted the story.
Pudu, the four great swordsmen of Mount Emei, were all stupid: "You still have a son, which one of the dead is your son..."
"Yes, it was also my lack of discipline that caused this to happen."
"What are your plans for the future?"
"Master, I'm going to do this!"
Yu He didn't say it, just say it, which led to the reunion of the three saints, and the North Sea was thousands of miles away from the two fires!
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