Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

Take the right foot as the axis, turn left on the spot and squat down, take a virtual step and sit still, take advantage of the momentum and turn the left hand over, from top to bottom and go out, sealing the front of the left knee.

At the same time, the right palm is thrown upwards and counterattacked, and the elbow is bent across the top of the head.

Since the other party has already used the "Taizu Changquan", how can I, the direct descendant of the "Taizu Changquan", make this Taoist special and beautiful?

Just like that, two innate masters actually practiced the "Taizu Changquan" that everyone in the world knows well on the top of Mopan Mountain in a snowy day.

There were only two children in the audience, Yang Guo and Guo Xiang, and they were naturally familiar with "Taizu Changquan". For the two of them, Guo Mo even selfishly taught the genuine "Taizu Changquan" directly.

Facing such a genius, Guo Mo doesn't care what his ancestors say or not.

However, this "Taizu Changquan" is indeed easy to learn but difficult to master. Before becoming a first-class master, he will not be able to exert the true power of "Taizu Changquan".

The fight between the two in the arena was very slow, as if they were deliberately instructing the two children on the sidelines.

Thirty strokes, fifty strokes, one hundred strokes, 150 strokes...

There was no violent confrontation, the two of them almost just punched, and the other immediately followed suit. The fight was not fast, but the changes in the moves in their hands were extremely fast.

Seeing that all 180 moves had passed, the two of them didn't even touch each other's clothes corners, but the two children watching the battle watched with relish.

For this set of "Taizu Changquan", before Guo Mo taught it to them, the second elementary school had learned it from the "scholar" Zhu Cong. It can be said that all the children on Peach Blossom Island have learned it.

And when Guo Mo gave them a small lesson again, he didn't tell them the real difference between the two. Therefore, neither Yang Guo nor Guo Xiang paid much attention to this set of "Taizu Changquan".

Now, seeing the two perform 180 rounds so exquisitely, the two children looked at each other several times with surprise in their eyes.

He secretly swears that this set of boxing techniques must be practiced more frequently after returning home, even if it reaches half the level of the two in the field, I am afraid that it is not something that ordinary first-class masters can handle.

"Haha, it seems that Pindao, a layman of the 'Taizu Changquan', really can't compare with the direct descendant of Your Excellency, so let's practice another set of exercises—"

It seemed that such an ending had been expected, and the Taoist was not discouraged, so he changed his tactics and took the initiative to attack Guo Mo again.

Guo Mo looked at it and almost lost his temper.

The opponent no longer used the "Taizu Changquan", but replaced it with another royal family's martial arts - "Yiyang Finger".

Co-author You really don't intend to reveal your identity?

Practice martial arts, do you still practice the royal kung fu?

"Hmph, since your master has used the 'Yi Yang Finger', and I happen to have practiced for two days, let me see how many levels your Master's 'Yi Yang Finger' has cultivated to?"

"Yiyang Finger" was originally the unique skill of the Duan family in Dali, which can not only defend against enemies and wounds, but also heal and save people.

This is a profound fingering method. After practice, use the index finger to touch the acupuncture points. The finger can be drawn slowly or quickly, when it is slow, it is graceful and elegant, and when it is fast, it is as fast as lightning, but the point where it is pointed is exactly the same.

With this fingering method, you can touch the enemy's acupoints close to you, and you can also bully you from a distance to get close. Once you hit the target, you will get away, and you will retreat when you attack.

But it consumes a lot of energy when using it. If one's own realm is not enough, or the internal strength is insufficient, if the continuous use is small, the skill will be completely lost, and if the big one is serious, life will be lost.

I saw Guo Mo and the Taoist in the arena, making moves with empty hands, darkly spotting 36 big acupoints, hugging, hitting, jumping, kicking, bouncing, sweeping, the changes are endless and unpredictable.

Guo Mo had just captured, seized, sealed, closed, twisted, sank, swallowed, and spit out, his voice was east and west, his desire was false, his movement was like a river, and he was as quiet as a mountain.

The Taoist has hands, eyes, body, movements, steps, wrists, elbows, knees, and shoulders. He advances and retreats slowly, grabs the locks, and moves forwards and backwards.

There was no change on the Taoist's face, and he continued to attack with every move, as if he was thinking that the next move would make Guo Mo lose.

However, the more he fought, the more Guo Mo became frightened. He was frightened not only by the power and proficiency of the opponent's "Yiyang Finger", but also by the origin of the opponent's identity.

You know, Guo Mo's "Yiyang Finger" was taught by Master Yideng himself, it is absolutely authentic and cannot be more authentic.

Moreover, with the improvement of Guo Mo's own realm, today's "Yiyang Finger" can't wait to break through the first grade, if "Yiyang Finger" still has a top grade.

However, the "Yiyang Finger" used by that Taoist is the same as that used by Guo Mo, and even surpasses him in terms of internal strength. above.

"Hahaha, happy, happy—"

At this time, the old Taoist had already left the battlefield, flew back to the place where he put the wine gourd, picked up the wine gourd and "ton ton ton" drank three more gulps.

"It's been so many years since I've fought so happily. Three hundred moves have been passed. Your Excellency can't do anything to the poor, and the poor can't do anything to you. Let's count as a tie, right?"

Looking at the trembling hand of the Taoist holding the wine gourd, Guo Mo knew that the opponent's internal energy was also exhausted in the competition just now.

Why not Guo Mo?

Especially after reaching 280 strokes, Guo Mo's mentality was a little out of balance, and the zhenqi used on the "Yiyang Finger" became more domineering, and many surrounding rocks and trees suffered.

In order to deal with Guo Mo, the Taoist also raised his internal strength and body skills to the extreme. In the end, the three hundred moves ended, and the two were tied.

"Your honor's martial arts are the only ones I've ever seen in my life. Although you and I haven't used our best kung fu, at least we have demonstrated more than [-]% of our strength."

"Since we have an appointment first, I will naturally not force it. It seems that we have to wait a few more years if we want to have a frank relationship with your lord."

Guo Mo was also very excited. This was the first time he had fought for such a long time since he reached the innate realm.

"Haha, you don't need to do this. It's not easy for you to find the poor, but it's easy for the poor to find you. However, the poor can still make an agreement with you."

The Taoist smiled mysteriously.

"Oh, I don't know what kind of agreement is your honor?"

"When your Excellency has mastered the skills, you can issue an edict to the world. Anyone who is above the first-class level can go to Huashan to meet and say goodbye—"

After the Taoist finished speaking, he flew down to the top of Mopan Mountain.

Halfway through, he remembered that his fly whisk was still on the boulder, and he didn't look back, just grabbed the fly with his backhand, and the whisk flew into the Taoist's hand automatically.

When Yang Guo and Guo Xiang hurried over to look again, the Taoist had disappeared, not even a trace of going down the mountain.

If the two of them hadn't done it just now, the surrounding rocks and trees would have been damaged, and there was still a faint smell of wine in the air, so it was not certain that the Taoist had really appeared.

"Daddy, do you know that Taoist just now?"

Guo Xiang looked at her father who was stunned there, and asked softly.

"Yes, do I know that Taoist?"

With such a demeanor and such skill, the "Yiyang Finger" must have been cultivated for decades, right?

Huashan tournament?

It's been over 30 years...

Chapter 328 The Night of the Palace

Rebirth: Where Does the Sword of Shooting the Condor Return? Chapter 328 Changes in the Deep Palace Night

When Guo Mo brought Yang Guo and Guo Xiang to the tower of Juyongguan, Li Mochou, Wu Nantian and Zhang Ting were already waiting there.

Guo Mo chased the two children to the top of Mopan Mountain, and fought with the mysterious Taoist for [-] rounds. It took more than three hours to go back and forth.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark, but the sky was full of wind and snow, but there was no sign of stopping.

"Master, I heard that you are here. I just took someone to touch a few wild rabbits in the mountains. I was lucky today. I even have several pheasants. They are all ready, and I am waiting for you to come back—"

Haji took Guo Mo and the others in with a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of tears. This is a warm-hearted child. He has been away from his master for so long. Now that he suddenly sees him, he can't help the instinctive emotion in his heart. Excited.

Everyone had a lively meal, but Guo Mo was always thinking about the day's events. One was the crazy monk back then, and the other was the mysterious Taoist today.

Guo Mo didn't understand why they came to him one after another, but he vaguely felt that the reason behind the incident might not be that simple.

Although Guo Mo had never fought against the mad monk, judging from the skill of this mysterious Taoist today, both of them are probably in the innate realm of Dzogchen.

So what are the two going to do?

According to that Taoist, are they waiting for themselves to reach the innate Dzogchen?

Huashan?

Would there be any difference there?

Seeing that Guo Mo lacked interest, everyone lowered their talking and laughing voices.

It wasn't until Li Mochou quietly tugged at the corner of Guo Mo's clothes that he woke up from his thoughts.

"Master, I heard from Second Senior Brother that you want to go outside Juyong Pass to find out? According to my apprentice, there is absolutely no need for you to go."

"It's snowing as heavy as it is now, and it probably won't stop for three or five days. We're pretty good inside Juyongguan. After Juyongguan, I'm afraid the road will be even more difficult."

Haji grew up in the Mongolian desert since he was a child. He naturally knew that the further north he went, the longer the snow and ice periods would be.

In this kind of weather, let alone marching and fighting, it is not an easy task for even a person with high martial arts skills to walk here.

Seeing Guo Mo's frown slightly, Ha Ji thought that the master was making trouble for the expedition to Mongolia, so he explained from the side.

When Guo Mo arrived here, Haji naturally gave up the gate tower and let the master and mistress live in it, while he accompanied the second senior brother to live in the military tent.

Zhang Ting and Guo Xiang also lived on the city tower, and they had burned the charcoal basin early, and the airtightness of the room was excellent.

"Brother Mo, did something special happen today?"

Knowing husband Mo Ruo's wife, Li Mochou has been with Guo Mo for many years, and she knows Guo Mo's character quite well.

She didn't think that Guo Mo was bored because of the heavy snow blocking the road.

"Mochou, come and see, do you recognize such a person?"

Guo Mo didn't answer Li Mochou's question. Instead, he picked out a piece of charcoal that hadn't burned much from the brazier. After it gradually cooled, Guo Mo sharpened one end of the charcoal into a sharp shape.

Taking out a piece of rice paper from the table, Guo Mo lightly drew on the rice paper with the charcoal in his hand.

Guo Mo's memory is excellent, let alone someone he just met during the day?

He adopted the sketching method of later generations. Although it doesn't look that solemn, the portraits he sketches are more realistic and close to reality.

Not long after, the appearance of a middle-aged Taoist appeared on the rice paper. It was the Taoist whom he had seen during the day, but Guo Moyin had removed the huge wine gourd.

Because Guo Mo understood that if Li Mochou really saw such a portrait, then it must be without the wine gourd.

"This Taoist is really familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

Li Mochou was first surprised by Guo Mo's ability to paint. After knowing him for so many years, she knew that Guo Mo could write poems. Every time she wrote a poem, she wished it would be a famous piece that could be passed down through the ages.

I also know that Guo Mo's literary talent is good, such as "Fengshen Yanyi" is a huge novel, so he just opened his mouth.

However, this time Guo Mo's painting action still amazed Li Mochou.

Although she has never seen such a painting, she knows that this novel painting method will definitely shock the current painting circle if it is spread.

"Think about it carefully, does he look like a Taoist from Zhongnan Mountain?"

Guo Mo had some guesses in his mind, but he couldn't jump to a conclusion. He only hoped to make a breakthrough from Li Mochou.

"A Taoist from Zhongnan Mountain?"

In Li Mochou's mind, she went through all the famous Taoists in the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain, but found that there was no one who looked like the person in this painting.

"Did I remember wrongly?"

Li Mochou couldn't help doubting herself.

"But, I just feel that this Taoist is very familiar. What's going on, Brother Mo?"

After thinking about it for a while, Li Mochou didn't remember who the Taoist was, but Li Mochou painted herself over the whole lake instead.

"Mochou, is it possible that you are not familiar with this Taoist, but a portrait of a Taoist? If you think about it carefully, have you seen a similar portrait somewhere?"

Of course Guo Mo knew that there was a portrait of a Taoist hanging in the ancient tomb at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. If the mysterious Taoist he saw today was the one he guessed, Li Mochou would definitely know about it.

However, Guo Mo had never been to the ancient tomb, so he could only pretend to be a wild guess to remind and enlighten Li Mochou.

"Oh, brother Mo, if you don't tell me, I really don't think about it. If you say that the Taoist figure you painted is at least [-]% similar to the portrait of a Taoist figure hanging in my ancient tomb."

"It's just that that person should have been dead for decades. How could Brother Mo draw a portrait of that person? Could it be that you have seen his portrait elsewhere?"

Hearing what Li Mochou said, Guo Mo listened in his heart. The mysterious Taoist he saw today was the one he had guessed in his heart.

Affirming this point, Guo Mo didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart, instead he became heavier, and he couldn't let others share this burden for him.

Guo Mo still didn't point it out, but simply told Li Mochou what happened during the day, and said that the Taoist must have taken a fancy to Guo'er and Xiang'er's talents, and deliberately lured them to Mopan Mountain.

As for the Taoist's appearance, Guo Mo didn't describe it too much, and didn't even say that the painting he just made was that Taoist's appearance.

Since the road was blocked by heavy snow, there was no fighter plane to attack Mongolia in the north. Guo Mo stayed in Juyongguan for a total of three days before returning to Changping.

The New Year is approaching, and the roads are blocked by heavy snow again. Guo Mo and the others are unable to attack Mongolia in the north, and it is even more impossible for the Mongols to attack Juyongguan.

At Guo Mo's insistence, on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, before the Northern New Year's Eve, brothers Guo Mo and Guo Jing brought everyone back to Zhongdu together.

The new palace was still under construction, and the snow was so heavy that many projects were forced to stop.

In such a huge construction site, only a few skilled craftsmen are still working, mainly those palaces that have already been built, and the interior of the palace needs final decoration.

Of course, outdoor work cannot continue. In the spacious hall, a group of carpenters are already making the furniture needed for each palace in advance.

When Guo Mo came to Zhongdu City, he naturally lived in the original palace first, and even took his mother Li Ping and his elder brother Guo Jing's family there.