From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 289

Lin Qingxuan didn't have any fame in the arena, and he looked young. Although Ma Aitian and others respected him, no one took Lin Qingxuan seriously when he lived in the Friends' Escort.

It is for this reason that Lin Qingxuan has to go to the back kitchen by himself every day if he wants to eat, and the food the back kitchen prepares for him is also simple steamed buns, clear porridge and pickles.

However, Lin Qingxuan didn't care about these foreign objects. After he was full, he told Ma Aitian that he was ready to go out for an appointment.

Ma Aitian was in the front yard doing exercises with his fellow apprentices, but when he saw Lin Qingxuan was going to Su Wang's mansion, he leaned forward with a smile, bowed and said, "Lin Daoist, it is inconvenient for you to go to Su Wang's mansion alone, let Ma follow him. ."

Lin Qingxuan knew that Ma Aitian wanted to see the grand competition of the two masters of the Great Qing Wulin, so he nodded and said, "If you want to go, then let's go."

After saying that, Lin Qingxuan walked out. Ma Aitian hurriedly ordered the two junior brothers to drive the car, but he quickly followed, and said as he walked, "Junior Liu and Niu Si have gone to pick up the car, wait for Ma to drive the car for the Taoist priest in person, Just now, Senior Song has already gone, let's hurry up."

Song Myilun, the old shopkeeper of the Friends' Escort Bureau, is a veteran of the capital's martial arts. Whether it is fame or martial arts, he is the only one who can compare to Dong Haichuan and Yang Luchan. Famous places, so he went by car early, surrounded by famous families and disciples in the capital.

It was already dusk when Lin Qingxuan arrived at Su Wang's mansion. After handing in the invitation, the two guards at the gate respectfully led Lin Qingxuan and his party into the mansion.

After passing through the three-entry mansion, you will arrive at a garden. In the middle are the rockery and Banyue Pond. There are tables and chairs under a pavilion. There are several eunuchs and maids on both sides of the table and chairs, and outside is a team of guards, led by the real sand. guard.

Sitting on the central seat in the gazebo was a slightly fat man, wearing a brocade robe, a black mandarin jacket, and a melon cap inlaid with tortoiseshell on his head, with jade rings on his thumbs, and his beard was gray. , age is about 50 years old.

Lin Qingxuan knew at a glance that this man was the owner of Prince Su's mansion - Prince Su Huafeng.

The seats on both sides of Huafeng were empty on one side, Song Myilun was sitting on the other side, and behind Song Myron stood five martial arts practitioners, including his disciples and masters of the capital.

Lin Qingxuan glanced at him but didn't see Dong Haichuan and Yang Luchan. At this time, Sha Huwei and Hua Feng both saw Lin Qingxuan walking in. Sha Huwei whispered beside Prince Su for a while, then walked over and said, "Lin Daoren, Haven't you seen the king yet?"

Lin Qingxuan followed the sand guards to the pavilion, and started to say: "Poor Lin Qingxuan, I have seen Lord Su."

Huafeng nodded noncommittally and said, "Since Master Dong invited you to witness, Chief Lin must be an expert hermit, please take a seat."

After Lin Qingxuan thanked him, he sat down opposite Song Myron. Although Lin Qingxuan lived in the Friends' Escort, he had only one relationship with Song Myron. Song Myilun saw that the young Taoist who followed Yangwei Escort was also a guest of Su Wangfu. He was also invited by Dong Haichuan to witness the ceremony. He couldn't help being curious and couldn't help but look at Lin Qingxuan more.

Lin Qingxuan nodded with a smile, and then he picked up the teacup and drank tea slowly.

After a while, Dong Haichuan was seen walking into the hospital wearing a round neck jacket.

At this time, it was getting late, and the charcoal pot torches had been raised in the courtyard, and the fire light illuminated the courtyard like day.

Dong Haichuan first bowed respectfully to Lord Su, then stood up and bowed to Song Myilun and Lin Qingxuan, saying, "I'm sorry Brother Song and Chief Lin have witnessed it."

Song Myilun and Lin Qingxuan hadn't spoken yet. The three of them frowned at the same time and looked at the wing in the east. Lord Su and Sha Huwei and others also looked at them, but they could only see the vast darkness.

Lin Qingxuan, Song Myron, and Dong Haichuan had long been top martial arts masters who had improved their physical abilities to the extreme. After a closer look, they could see a small old man standing on the eastern roof in the dark, looking at Dong Haichuan's age. Similar, but with a lush half-foot beard under his jaw.

Dong Haichuan snorted coldly and said, "Brother Yang, why don't you leave the gate and walk over the wall?"

As soon as the thin figure moved, he silently jumped over the rockery and said with a smile, "There are too many good people in Beijing. Yang doesn't want to ruin Brother Dong's reputation. After thinking about it, he should come quietly."

Lin Qingxuan looked at this unremarkable old man and thought to himself: "The famous Yang Luchan used to look like this, but he doesn't look as good as Dong Haichuan."

Dong Haichuan let out a clear whistle, and with the soles of his feet on the ground, his tall figure flew up several meters lightly and landed on the other end of the rockery.

"Brother Yang, I have long heard that your Yang-style Taijiquan is so powerful. Brother Song and Wang Ye are here today, as well as Daoist Lin Qingxuan of the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain. With them as witnesses, we had a good fight. It also eliminated the disputes between Baguamen and Taijimen."

Yang Luchan nodded lightly and said, "Alright."

As he spoke, he also glanced at Lin Qingxuan and Song Myron, and then threw a long punch with his right hand. This punch looked weak, but the fist appeared directly in front of Dong Haichuan.

Lin Qingxuan's expression froze when he saw this punch, knowing that if he faced this punch, he might be hard to resist.

Dong Haichuan's footsteps turned, and his body turned like a spinning top, his hands were shot one after the other, Yang Luchan's arm flipped, and a single whip slammed down.

"Snapped!"

Two palms and one fist clashed at the same time, and the loud voice shook the sky. Before the voice fell, Yang Luchan and Dong Haichuan turned into two phantoms and collided in one place.

At the beginning, Dong Haichuan turned into a hurricane, and his hands were like eight hedges slapping out from all directions, while Yang Luchan turned into a breeze and circled around Dong Haichuan continuously, with one hand drawing a circle in the void and pushing out the Huajin circle to block Dong Haichuan's Bagua Palm , and the other hand slashes with a single whip from time to time.

When these two great masters of martial arts made a ruthless killing move, because the speed was too fast to turn into a phantom, Lord Su felt dizzy after a few glances and went to rest.

Sha Huwei and the others didn't dare to look at it, only Song Myron and Lin Qingxuan stared intently, and Lin Qingxuan even watched while pondering the change of holding pills on Hua Jin.

Seeing such magical powers as Yang Luchan and Dong Haichuan, Lin Qingxuan was also sure that the martial arts of these two people had already surpassed Hua Jin. Although they did not have inner strength and true qi, the qi and blood methods of Chinese martial arts allowed them to temper their bodies from the inside out. It has become a murder weapon, but this is different from the martial arts in the world before Lin Qingxuan.

Originally, Lin Qingxuan had already reached the extreme by relying on the three transformation piles of Xiangdi. If there is no chance, and he can only rely on his own groping and cultivation, there will be no hope of achieving the alchemy in less than 30 to [-] years. But now watching the competition between the two great masters, The Tianyan mirror constantly reflected the two's fighting style and the method of holding pills. Lin Qingxuan learned while watching.

While Lin Qingxuan kept watching and studying, the offensive and defensive situation of Dong Haichuan and Yang Luchan had changed.

At this time, Yang Luchan was already standing on the highest point of the stone mountain, with both legs standing like a horse, holding a circle with both hands and pushing to the left, as if he had a big ball in his hand.

Dong Haichuan continued to circle around Yang Luchan, because the speed was too fast, even in the eyes of Lin Qingxuan and Song Myilun, it was difficult to accurately grasp Dong Haichuan's movements.

In Lin Qingxuan's memory, among the great masters of martial arts before becoming immortal, I am afraid that only Avanti in Jerusalem can compare with Dong Haichuan in terms of speed.

However, Dong Haichuan's Bagua palm is soft on the outside and firm on the inside, strong and sharp, and the momentum of action can be integrated into the palm, but the power of the palm is difficult to match.

Regardless of Yang Luchan's Taijiquan, which is quite similar to Zhang Sanfeng's Taijiquan, it is also the most gentle method. At this time, he is defending with all his strength, and there is an invisible energy in his arms. , wherever the energy goes, Dong Haichuan's iron palm will fly away immediately, so even though Dong Haichuan's walking speed is getting faster and faster, and the palm shadows are overwhelming, but Yang Luchan still pushes Tai Polari without rushing. The force stopped.

Song Myilun snorted when he saw the wonderful place, and said with admiration, "What a great master of Tai Chi, what a great master of gossip... If this old man hadn't created the master's three hands, I'm afraid that if I meet these two, I'll have to do it in an instant. defeated."

Dong Haichuan exclaimed with joy, and his voice, which had become somewhat shrill because he entered the palace from castration, has also become incomparably thick: "Okay, Brother Yang, good work, be careful!"

After Dong Haichuan finished speaking, his speed suddenly slowed down. Not only was it no longer a phantom, but the sound of footsteps became dull like a drum.

Baguazhang's body technique is one of the best in Chinese martial arts, but Tong Haichuan is now doing the opposite. It was a gust of wind and rain, and the land collapsed.

The matter was indeed as expected by Lin Qingxuan and Song Myron. Dong Haichuan took four steps, turned his waist for half a circle and twisted his waist, his right hand was inserted diagonally, and his left hand was cut to Yang Luchan's throat.

Yang Luchan also inhaled leisurely when Dong Haichuan performed the magic of holding Dan, and his chest kept bulging. In the blink of an eye, his thin body became bigger and taller with the crackling of the bones around him, until Dong Haichuan's two palms reached behind his ears. When reaching the throat, Yang Luchan turned his right elbow into a spear and stabbed it out, and the palm of his left palm was raised upwards.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Yang Luchan and Dong Haichuan each fluttered down to both sides of the stone mountain.

After the two of them stood still, the peak of the highest stone mountain in the middle suddenly shattered into pieces and collapsed. Several guards.

"Fantastic!"

Sha Huwei's own martial arts have only reached the level of dark strength. He has no idea how high the martial arts of his teacher and Yang Wudi are. At this time, seeing the remaining power and the overflowing strength of the two can make Shishan shatter into powder. Immediately, he opened his mouth wide in amazement, and he couldn't remember to wipe the muddy water all over his body.

Yang Luchan and Dong Haichuan both used their life-long stunts at this time, one turned into a tall and strong old man, cracking his clothes, and the other smashed the cloth shoes on his feet, and his bare feet were covered in white. Smoke hot.

This kind of scene happened to the two old people, as if they had already become immortals, and the sand guards and others naturally did not understand the truth, but Lin Qingxuan knew that when the energy was transformed, people's control over the body was meticulous. In the future, he has been on par with immortals and possessed all kinds of magical powers.

Yang Luchan's current tall appearance is his true face, and his short and weak appearance before was nothing more than the practice of Taiji Hunyuan Pile to transfer Jing Yigu, to practice Qi and blood into a ball.

As for Dong Haichuan's yang qi now, his body is like a stove, and his blood is boiling and he has returned to his true state.

From Lin Qingxuan and Song Myilun's point of view, Yang Luchan and Dong Haichuan are really using their best solutions now, and when they do it again, they will fight for their lives, and both will be hurt.

Yang Luchan and Dong Haichuan took a short rest and then turned into phantoms and collided again, and then the thunder-like fighting sound kept ringing, and at the same time, there was a whistling wind blowing the flowers, plants and trees in the garden upside down. The branches are broken, and the green leaves are constantly scattered.

Except for Lin Qingxuan and Song Myron, the rest of the people watching the battle were all terrified and heartbroken, and many people even whispered: "Emperor, is this still human!"

(End of this chapter)