Comprehensive martial arts: Guarding Wudang, stopping Xu Weixiong at the beginning

The snow grew heavier and heavier, splashing like goose feathers, falling in the mountains and forests.

The clouds in the sky cracked a crack, sprinkling some soft white light, falling on Wudang, which was not bright.

On the contrary, it adds a three-point chill to the vast snowfall out of thin air.

The snowflakes that first fall to the ground melt and soak into the soil to nourish the vegetation.

Warm the remaining half pot of wine, and bury three sweet potatoes in the fire, before Wudang.

Lin Xuan was an orphan for a while, and he also did begging work, and at that time, it was a delicacy in the world to be able to eat two roasted sweet potatoes.

In recent years, I have eaten a lot of fish and meat in Wudang, and sometimes I will bake some sweet potatoes to eat.

When the wine is warm, a thin layer of flying snow is piled up outside, and as far as the eye can see, under the faint moonlight, it is plain white.

A sip of warm wine in the stomach turns into a warm current in the abdomen, the qi and blood are smooth, and the body is hot.

Stepping into the wind and snow, the cold wind blows, the blowing cloak whirring, and the green bamboo swaying.

The right hand stretched out, the true qi urged, the sword weapon on the stone table vibrate, and in an instant, a cold light came out of the sheath and rushed straight towards him.

The five fingers opened, holding the cold mang, the sword weapon vibrated slightly, and he started with a move.

The long sword stabbed straight ahead, tearing through the vast flying snow, rolling the cold light, and a set of pure yang sword techniques were displayed in his hands.

The sword moves with the heart, the human sword is one, the idea is reached, the sword is coming, and it is cooperating with Wudang's Tiyun Zong.

Between moving and moving, the shape is like a ghost, up and down, left and right, even the most agile spirit ape, but also ashamed.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the cold light is flickering, the long sword is invisible and there is no shadow, the dantian true qi is long, stepping on the wind and snow, pulling out two or three zhang high out of thin air, the long sword slashes horizontally, and the invisible edge tears the blizzard within more than ten zhang in front of him from the middle.

When the sword qi dissipated, the heavy snow fell again, leaving only the cold wind, but not a single piece of snow.

"Chop. "

Lin Xuan opened his mouth, followed his words, the sword light was cold, and roared away, leaving deep cracks in the bluestone behind the small stone bridge, and the stream was intercepted.

The five fingers were released, and the long sword came out of his hand, soaring into the sky, hiding under the wind and snow.

The young Taoist priest's robe agitated, stepped out in one step, crossed three or five feet, his feet did not fall to the ground, his right hand pinched the palm print, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of lightning.

The pure yang true qi was injected into the palm print, silently, and fell on the towering ancient trees of the practice.

Without the slightest sound, and the trunk of the tree did not shake, Lin Xuan fell to the ground, his right hand stretched out, and he firmly grasped the long sword that fell from the sky.

His eyes looked at somewhere in the wind and snow, and he said in a deep voice: "I've been watching for so long, haven't you seen enough?".

"Hee-hee, I didn't expect to be discovered. "

Qingling's laughter came from all directions, although there was wind and snow howling, but it fell on Lin Xuan's ears, but it was extremely clear.

"Little Taoist, your palm skills are not very good, you can't even shake the tree. "

"Hide your head and show your tail. "

The young Taoist priest snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened his eyes, the long sword in his hand shook, turned his head violently, and raised his hand to slash towards the darkness.

"Boom".

The powerful sword qi cut off the treetops and collapsed with a bang, and a figure stepped on the snow, walked against the wind, and landed on the top of the pavilion.

"Little Taoist, how did you find me?".

She was a young woman, with a slender waist and a slender hand, wearing a long white dress, her face was covered with tulle, the corners of the skirt reached her ankles, she wore a pair of barefoot, green silk shawls, and her eyes were shining with a little bright light.

She stepped on the pavilion tiles, but Lin Xuan found that the girl's feet did not touch the tiles, and there was a thin layer of true qi in the middle.

"People in the Demon Gate, what are you doing in Wudang?"

He naturally recognized the identity of the girl, if nothing else, it should be the sect master of the Yin Sect, the first master of the Demon Gate, and the disciple of Zhu Yuyan, the queen of the yin.

"Do you recognize me?".

The girl was surprised.

"Naturally. "

Lin Xuan pouted: "If Poor Dao is not mistaken, Your Excellency should be the Demon Gate Holy Maiden Wanwan Girl." "

She sighed softly, Guy himself has always practiced in the door, and rarely appears in the rivers and lakes.

Even many people in the Demon Gate didn't recognize themselves, but right now, they were actually recognized by a little Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain.

However, Wanwan was not annoyed, but just laughed and said: "The little Taoist priest is so ashamed, he secretly thinks about this girl."

Aren't you afraid of violating the rules and precepts and being punished by your master Wang Zhenren?"

"Of course, if you say that you like this girl, I will hide it for you, and I will send you a copy of the girl's portrait to hide, so as to relieve the pain of lovesickness. "

"Poor Dao thinks that his skin is thick enough. "

Lin Xuan shook his head and sighed: "I saw the girl tonight, and I know what it means to have a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world." "

The little Taoist flamboyant tongue. "

The girl's willow eyebrows rose, and when she raised her hand, a row of hidden weapons flew out of her sleeve and hit the young Taoist priest.

Tearing the wind and splitting the snow, the angle was extremely weird, sealing Lin Xuan's retreat from the front and back.

"Little Doyle. "

Lin Xuan shook his head, did not retreat but advanced, took two steps in a row, and opened the sleeve robe in his left hand, agitating his true qi and injecting it into it, as if he was opening his mouth gluttonously, flicking forward, and his cuffs were wide open.

All the dense hidden weapons were included in it, and then flung forward, and the hidden weapons flew back upside down.

This is called giving back to others in their own way.

The hidden weapon was wrapped in fierce energy, the girl stood on tiptoe barefoot, her body rose out of thin air, and the hidden weapon hit the top of the pavilion, breaking the tiles to pieces.

The white palm stretched out from the sleeve robe, dotted in the void, the wind and snow retreated, the fingertips were like white jade shallots, pinching the palm print, rolling the surging palm, pressing towards the young little Taoist.

The palm print is in the sky, there is a howling wind, there is heavy snow, the nepotism is flying, crossing the void, and the internal force is surging, like a virtual reality.

This palm is extremely exquisite, but Lin Xuan is not afraid, the robe agitated, rising against the wind, pinching the palm with his right hand, urging the palm of the hand, and facing the girl's palm print.

"Boom".

Two completely different palm forces collided, and the true qi was agitated, and the qi waves visible to the naked eye spread in all directions.

Like a quick knife, it tore the wind and snow within a radius of more than ten zhang from the middle, forming a vacuum.

The wind and snow above could not fall, and it was blocked by an invisible wall of qi.

When the palm was opposed, the girl didn't feel anything unusual at first, because this little Taoist's palm technique was too ordinary.

There is no vertical and horizontal palm wind, no cathartic energy, just an ordinary palm.

However, it was only halfway through her breath, and when the surging palm power poured into her body, she reacted.

It is impossible to avoid this palm, only to catch the palm power and retreat, fall on the ground more than ten zhang away, and take a few steps back, so as to unload the domineering palm power in the body and stabilize the body.

The palm of his right hand, which hung down in his sleeve robe, was bright red and trembling.

The qi and blood in the body are surging, the pretty face under the veil is white for a while, red for a while, and the chest is even more undulating.

(It's the seventh watch, there are three more today, brothers, come and get some monthly pass flowers).

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