The Peerless Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 822 Visit Quanzhen Sect

Why is the sword going to the edge?Isn't it a joke?

Qi Mie chuckled: "Then I'd like to ask for advice."

The man held the sword in his hand and danced a sword move: "Those who walk with the sword do not need to rely on the deep inside, and the air flow of the body slowly rises, flows from the dantian to the whole body, and uses the air to move the sword. The whole body takes shape, using slowness to control fastness, and static to brake. The sword walks around the dragon, and the vastness does not know."

Qi Mie couldn't see, and only used his voice to distinguish the opponent's sword moves: "It's ridiculous not to use deep internal strength to luck. You don't understand the true meaning of the dark sword. The ancestors of my Qi family created the dark sword precisely because the descendants lack internal strength. , that’s why they can’t control it, if it’s what you said, wouldn’t they even bother to practice these sword moves?”

The man nodded: "You're right, but you guessed wrong. It's not that they didn't want to practice, but someone tampered with the sword move. The sword move was deliberately rewritten to require deep internal strength, which is why several generations of your Qi family Ended in depression."

"You say that, what proof do you have?"

"Yes, because the person who tampered with the sword move is my master."

Qi Mie was in a daze for a while, the sword moves were practiced by no one since more than 90 years ago, according to this statement, Zhang Sanfeng is the only one who tampers with the sword moves in today's martial arts world.That's not right, Zhang Sanfeng was still a young monk in Shaolin Temple at that time, and he didn't have any martial arts at all, so how could he be able to enter the underworld sword villa with many traps?
So... this person can only be... Shi Tian? !

The man said: "It seems that you have already guessed the identity of my master."

"Why?" Qi Mie was very surprised: "I heard that since Shi Tian was brought to the Central Plains from the bitter cold by Wudi, he passed on his inner strength to Li Tianxing. Li Tianxing is his disciple. I'll deal with him."

The man said: "You are wrong again. It is not to help you deal with him, but to use you to temper him. The master passed on the inner strength and mentality to Li Tianxing, but he is too young to know how to use it. Therefore, I can only make more use of you like this." Only those who can improve his martial arts cultivation will be possible."

Qi Mie shook his head: "I'm a good man, how can I be someone else's pawn and be manipulated by others, you go."

"Things are mutual. The lost Ming Fifteen Swords and Ming Sixteen Swords are now in front of your eyes. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the ancestors of the Qi family. Don't you want this Will the sword technique be permanently incomplete?"

Qi Mie said: "If I practice the No.15 sword and kill Li Tianxing, what about you?"

The man said naturally: "The master said, this is because Li Tianxing's good fortune is not good enough, and he is not worthy of possessing his supreme inner strength. If you really kill Li Tianxing, then the master's inner strength will be passed on to you. How about it? Such a fair contest is a rare opportunity."

For the Qi family, it was indeed an excellent opportunity, but for Qi Mie personally, he became a pawn, and he was very upset: "Why did Shi Tian steal my family's sword manual? In the battle of Shaoshi Mountain 20 years ago, he What role did you play?"

This, of course, the man would not say: "You know enough, and I have said enough. Without the master, I dare not waste my words."

Qi Mie remembered that this man said when he first came here that the master's martial arts were not as good as his own, and it was because of his wisdom.This shows that Shi Tian is on the verge of dying now, and his internal strength is gradually diminishing. He just wants to try the effect of Li Tianxing's material.That being the case, it is not impossible to get a family tree.

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At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, old man Tianji and Xinming wandered here and ate hundreds of meals.

Xinming looked at the mountain peak: "Old man, you can't go ahead, that is the boundary of Quanzhen Sect. Shaolin Temple and Quanzhen Sect have never been related, I can't go up the mountain casually."

Old Man Pai Tianji patted him on the back of the head: "You are so stupid, you are no longer a Shaolin disciple. The Quanzhen Sect has also existed in name only, and my old man doesn't pay much attention to that bit of martial arts. Just right, we have come here , let's go in and find something to eat, I'm so hungry."

Ever since Zhang Sanfeng founded Wudang, the reputation of Quanzhen Sect has plummeted even further.When it comes to Taoism, everyone only recognizes the brand of Zhang Sanfeng. As for other schools and schools, they are completely out of the mainstream.If the Seven Masters of Quanzhen were still alive, they might be able to gain a foothold in the martial arts world. Now, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered.

There are a few little Taoist priests sweeping the floor at the door.

Xinming was very polite: "Almsgiver, we have traveled for two days, can we give some vegetarian food?"

The other party has a clear heart and hair, not like a monk, and the old man next to him is even more not a monk: "You don't want to ask for alms, why do you have to come to Zhongnan Mountain for food, let's go, we are the leader's election today, it is not suitable to receive foreigners .”

The old man Tianji got excited: "What? Choosing the leader? I dare to be interested in this matter, let's go in and have a look."

After all, the old man made a light effort, grabbing Xinming and rushing inside.

In the main hall, there are four people sitting on both sides, and there are disciples behind them.Judging from the situation, it must be these four people who are going to fight for the leader.The disciple followed and ran in, pointing at the two of them: "Master! Masters and uncles! These two people forced their way into my Quanzhen sect!"

The eyes of the four people changed suddenly, and one with a long beard said, "This is the holy place of my Quanzhen Sect. Outsiders are not allowed to trespass. Who are you?"

"Are you asking me? Are you worthy of knowing my name? Your ancestor is not worthy of mentioning my name." Old man Tianji put his hands on his hips: "You idiots, one generation is not as good as the next generation, or don't choose it, let the one next to me Come on little brother."

Xinming quickly waved: "No, no, no! The old man was joking."

All the disciples present hated each other, but the old man Tianji still talked and laughed: "What? Xinming, do you think these people are not worthy to be your disciples? It is true, in fact, your martial arts have already surpassed them by a hundred times , it’s just that you still can’t use it freely. Let me tell you, with your internal strength, it’s not bad at all compared to their patriarch.”

"Bastard!" said a Taoist priest who was running for the head, "What are the origins of the two of you, dare to make such wild words and tarnish my pure reputation!"

The old man groped his chin: "Qingyu? Quanzhen sect still has Qingyu? Didn't your ancestor Qiu Diyan delay his life because of a woman? And your ancestor Wang also, the matter of the tomb of the living dead, I’ve heard it since I was a child. It’s said to be a group of Taoist priests, but in the end they are still men, and they can’t pass the beauty test. Why don’t you all return to vulgarity, and my old man will arrange for you, and give each of you a wife, how about it?”

A little Taoist priest was very clever when he heard this: "Brother, what he said seems to make sense."

"Sinister!" The person in the front row slapped him across the face: "It's a shame that you are still my apprentice, and you actually said such shameless words. The... old guy in front, I don't care who you are, anyway, you insulted my whole body!" True Patriarch, I can't forgive you, today I will go against Master's last wish and start killing!"

The sword rushed straight, and the old man Tianji clamped the edge of the sword with two fingers, and with a flick, the sword broke.

(End of this chapter)