Wandering

Chapter 119
Thinking about it, I suddenly understood that it wasn't that Chairman Mao was strong, but Qiye was soft.The World Zongmen Conference was held at Zhengyimen. In front of practitioners all over the world, Qiye always wanted to save some face for the host.There is a reason why the disciples of the great sects tend to be arrogant and self-righteous.

While I was thinking wildly, a stream appeared on the side of the road.This creek is formed by mountain springs, the water flow is clear, and even the aquatic plants at the bottom of the river can be seen clearly, and there are all kinds of fish swimming in it.There is also a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi standing by the stream.Seeing him from a distance, Ze Ren greeted me: "This one is my master and Daoist Xi's eldest disciple, my senior brother Zeping.... Zeping, come quickly to meet my junior uncle."

Zeping was completely different from the description of the Taoist priest Zedong we saw just now. Zedong was tall and burly, with a cold complexion and sharp eyes.And this Zeping was short and stocky, with a baby face, a smile on his face, and a bit of cunning in his expression.Hearing Ze Ren's greeting, he stepped forward, bowed and clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "Ze Ping has been waiting for Shi Xiaoshi for a long time, and he greeted Xiao Shishu....Little Martial Uncle has met Senior Brother Zedong, right? Zeping also came to ask for advice."

When I saw him, I knew what he was doing.Master He Feng sent an apprentice to test me, and Master He Xi is the same, probably they have recruited the most powerful disciples under his sect.I was slightly surprised that Zeren was not the eldest disciple of He Xi's sect, and the most powerful disciple of He Xi's sect should be Zeping, otherwise he would not have represented He Xi.Seeing his modest attitude, I also smiled and said: "I know what you are here for, and I am in a hurry, so you can do it."

Zeping: "In this case, Zeping has offended me." Without any warning, he shot with a smile.

The magic weapon he swung was a whisk, and the white ponytails spread out in the air like thousands of silver threads, and the tips of each silver thread emitted small and sharp whirlwinds, flying towards my chest Come on.It's extravagant and difficult to dodge, but it's not the most powerful. The most powerful thing is that a rapid air arrow is shot out from the handle of the whisk, and it arrives at my lower abdomen in the blink of an eye.There is light and darkness, there is cover, and there are surprise soldiers. Zeping's shots are sinister enough, and the smile on his face has not disappeared until now.In terms of cultivation, Zeping might still be inferior to Mao Zedong, but if he starts to fight, it will be even more difficult to defend against.

Watching him cast a spell, I suddenly felt very similar to the Wind Blade Rain Arrow I encountered on the Alchemy Peak, and I smiled in my heart, standing there without moving.I didn't even blink, and Zeren let out a low cry behind me, probably because I was taken aback, but after the low cry, everything was calm, and Zeping and I stood there in order, as if nothing happened same happens.In fact, what happened just now still left traces. The front of my jacket seemed to be scratched by countless small blades. Although it was not broken, it left many small holes.And Zeping didn't move, because he didn't dare to move, my Qingming Mirror was hanging above his head, even if I didn't cast a spell with my hands, I could knock him down when I hit him with a discus.

Zeping said with a smile: "Young Master Uncle has an extraordinary bearing, Mount Tai collapses in front of him without blinking his eyes, Zeping admires him."

I also smiled and took back the Qingming Mirror.I gained the upper hand without making a fuss, which doesn't mean how good I am, and I took advantage of it.Zeping's attack just now was not as vigorous and violent as Zedong's, and the magic power he used was not strong, the key was that it was strange and difficult to guard against.And I just don't defend against it, this kind of magic can't break my Golden Dragon Lock Jade Pillar.But when he saw that I didn't respond, he was stunned for a moment, so I took the opportunity to hang the Qingming Mirror above his head and dangle it to scare him.

Ze Ren also stepped forward and said with a smile: "I have admired the magnanimity of the young master for a long time. Did you finally learn the lesson today? You can ask more in the future when you have time. The young uncle has something to do." Ze Ping also moved out of the way. .

Continue along the creek, and you have reached the foot of the peak in the middle of Zhengyisan Mountain.The stream turned a bend here and lay in front of it.A bluestone arch bridge is built over the creek, and various auspicious animal decorations are engraved on the bridge railing, which is very simple and elegant.In the middle of the road at the end of the bridge, there was a table, and a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi was sitting behind the table, practicing calligraphy stroke by stroke very seriously.

Seeing this Taoist priest from a distance, Zeren frowned slightly, pointed at him and said to me: "The one sitting there is the eldest disciple of Master Guang and I. Uncle Guang and I have been in Zhengyisan Mountain for many years. Practice, so there are not many people outside the world, and the little uncle may not have heard of it. But Master Heguang's Taoist practice is also very outstanding among the elders in the school. His eldest disciple is named Zeming, He is very elegant by nature, it seems that he is welcoming his uncle with poems."

While we were talking, we had already walked up to Ze Ming.Ze Ming looks very rich, with a wide mouth, wide nose, wide forehead and big ears. He is about 1.7 meters tall, and his figure is a bit fat.He stood there with his head down and kept waving a black and white rat whisker in his hand, looking very absorbed, as if he didn't notice Zeren and me at all.On one side of the desk is a piece of Shoujin Stone Panlong Mohai inkstone, a pair of Moyu paperweights are spread out on the left and right, and sandalwood rice paper is spread in the middle.The Zhengyi Gate really is the Zhengyi Gate, just look at the Four Treasures of the Study, all of which are extraordinary!

Ze Ming is not writing poems, but writing posts.He is silently reading Yan Zhenqing's "Magu Xiantan Ji".Grandpa Kim taught me this post when I was a kid, so I recognized it right away.Ze Ming's calligraphy is neatly written stroke by stroke, but-his fonts are not like the majestic and thick Yan style, but, but, how should I put it, the old cadre style.The so-called old cadre style does not refer to a type of font, but refers to a group of old and young cadres who have nothing to do and practice a few strokes of calligraphy. It is difficult to comprehend the true artistic conception of traditional Chinese calligraphy.This kind of calligraphy is jokingly called the old cadre style.

Some people practice calligraphy all their lives, but in the end they can only become calligraphy lovers, and cannot become real calligraphers, and the same is true for learning Taoism.In today's large and small calligraphy exhibitions, this kind of old cadre style is the most common.Judging by Ze Ming's style, it is quite elegant to wave a brush in this landscape, but he has written such a calligraphy.I almost didn't laugh out loud, it was so angry and funny.

Seeing that Zeming was still putting on airs, Zeren coughed and said, "Brother Zeming, the junior uncle is here."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Ze Ming was so intoxicated with pen and ink that he didn't even notice the arrival of my junior uncle. I've been neglected, I've been neglected, please forgive me." Ze Ming hurriedly saluted me as if he had just woken up.

"Are you Ze Ming?... I saw you were very serious just now, and I didn't want to disturb you, but your desk blocked my way."

Ze Ming: "Excuse me, I came here to ask my little uncle for advice. How do I use the pen for this calligraphy? Please give me some advice."

"Advice? Well, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all good, all of the top grade!" I only praised the Four Treasures of the Study. As for his calligraphy, I really can't comment.Hitting people doesn't slap people in the face, and cursing people doesn't expose their faults. I'd better save some face for him.

Unexpectedly, Ze Ming didn't know what to do, so he asked which pot he didn't open, and asked, "I don't want to ask about the study, but about calligraphy...Little Master, how about these words?"

While talking, Ze Ming picked up his pen and began to write. This post "Magu Xiantan Ji" has already written the sentence "Since the existence of the purpose, the three seas have been seen as mulberry fields", and the pen is exactly the word "Cang".Three strokes next to the three o'clock water, the surrounding suddenly became quiet, the wind stopped and the water flowed silently.Immediately after the left and right strokes of the herringbone fell, there was no fluctuation of mana in the air, but I felt a shock in my heart for no reason.The surrounding scenery changed, the still mountain wind, the silent flowing water, the silent vegetation in the valley, and the pen waving in his hand, everything exuded an invisible pressure and surrounded me from all directions.

Ze Ming did not fight me directly, but used the book as a guide to attack me with spiritual power.In fact, the mountain wind and flowing water have not changed, all the changes are the feelings imposed on me by his spellcasting, people can't help but feel the unbearable coercion when facing him!

I glanced at Ze Ming and smiled slightly.Ze Ming's face changed, and his confident expression became dignified.Holding the pen, he seemed to be holding a heavy object in his hand, and wrote the horizontal fold again.The surroundings are no longer silent, there are countless screams coming from very close, violently and fiercely, as if to tear me into pieces.It is as if one's mind is lost, almost taken away by it.

At this time I said: "Ze Ming, your handwriting is bloated, this is not the essence of Yan style calligraphy. It has been elegant and natural since ancient times, and it is silent from the inside, so there is no need to pretend to be a vassal."

As soon as I opened my mouth, Ze Ming's hand trembled, and the last stroke of "口" (traditional characters) in the word "Cang" was not stopped, and it became a half-circle opening, and the entire structure of the character was broken.As soon as the failure comes out, Ze Ming also loses.The invisible pressure around me disappeared, Ze Ming's complexion was ashen, his forehead was sweating, and he turned sideways and said, "Master Uncle's realm is superb, Ze Ming has been taught."

Ze Ming has a lot of style and a lot of patterns, but it's a pity that it's an embroidered pillow!The mental attack method he uses is unpredictable to the layman, and it has the aura of defeating others without fighting, which is very capable of bluffing people.But in front of a real master of practice, it's not much different from playing a treasure.I didn't make a move at all, not out of politeness, but because I was afraid of hurting him when I counterattacked.My current mental strength is much stronger than before, even before breaking through the vacuum realm, I am not inferior to him.But I didn't use my power, I just stood there and entered the vacuum, all his attacks on me naturally fell through, this is the difference in realm.

Zeren said from the side: "Little uncle came all the way, and he has already pointed out two senior brothers, Zedong and Zeping, which benefited me and other juniors a lot. Senior brother Zeming also appreciated the demeanor of the senior uncle. ... This table can Move away." After speaking, without waiting for Ze Ming to make a move, with a wave of his robe sleeve, the table was on the grass by the roadside.If you blink at this moment, you will really mistakenly think that the table has not been moved at all, and there is not even a slight fluctuation in the ink in the inkstone.This is just an ordinary "imperial object" spell, but it can be used so cleverly that not everyone can do it, at least he is much better than Ze Ming who just shot.Zeren also showed his hand inadvertently, but it was not aimed at me.

After walking across the Qingshi bridge, we came to the foot of the mountain in the middle.Zeren said with some embarrassment: "There are many disciples in the Zhengyi sect, so their cultivation levels are of course uneven. But our sect is well-known, and some disciples inevitably have arrogance at times, which makes my junior uncle laugh. When I see Shou Zheng Master, the old man will explain it to you in detail."

Although Zeren didn't call the name, it can be heard that he is mainly talking about Ze's name, and at the same time he is also euphemistically asking me to save some face for these disciples of Ze's generation when I meet Master Shouzheng.I didn't speak much all the way, because I was thinking about a question-how am I so good?

In the past, when I fought against others, no matter who my opponent was, I had never won so quickly.Most of the time, once you do it, you will be embarrassed, and even dangerous!I have experienced this kind of situation a lot, and I often think that I am useless, even if I am a real person with a golden elixir, it is no big deal, and I am just a small character who is always bullied in the practice world.Today, as soon as I entered Zhengyisan Mountain, all the elite disciples of Zezi's generation came forward to compete with me. However, I passed three passes with ease, not only won a complete victory, I didn't even catch my breath!It seems that I am still very good, at least I can be regarded as a "senior expert" in front of them, why didn't I realize it before?

After thinking about it, I figured it out. The main reason is the opponent I met before.The first time I really fought hands-on with a practitioner, I was hooked by Feng Junzi as bait.At that time, my cultivation level was still low, and I didn't have a magic weapon in my hand. In addition, Qixin was the most outstanding disciple of Zhongnanmen except Qiye, so it was normal for me to be no match.After several fights, the opponents were all Qiye, who was known as the best in the world among the disciples of the same generation who practiced today.The most recent time, Qiye teamed up with the number one in the world, the number one female practitioner, Fei Yan.In front of them, I am naturally invincible.

There are two important reasons why it was so easy for me to win the battle of wits today.The first is experience.Fighting with a master like Qiye several times, I am used to seeing Feng Junzi, an even more unfathomable master, and even witnessed the real Shouzheng cast Shenxiao Tianlei with his own eyes.The one-day and one-night fierce fighting experience on Huangshan Alchemy Peak is particularly valuable. The practitioners may have a lot of experience in competing with their fellow disciples, but I am afraid that they rarely have the opportunity to fight against the sky, right?So today, in front of Zedong and Zeping, although I am not much higher than them, I have the upper hand as soon as I make a move.I used to think that my experience was insufficient, but in the eyes of others, it was already a very rare insight.

(End of this chapter)