I am reincarnated in the heavens and become a dragon

Outside the Patriarch Hall, Li Zhige looked at the closed door, and said softly, "Master, I'm sorry. I really don't have any feelings for my senior sister. I can't promise you to marry my senior sister. I hope you can forgive me.

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Back in his room, Li Zhige opened this flimsy booklet that recorded the Eight Forms of Shenquan.

The booklet is very thin, with human figures depicted on the title page, and beside it are notes from the ancestors of the past dynasties.

The Eight Forms of Divine Fist, born out of Divine Fist, each punch is full of murderous aura, fierce and fierce.

With the first punch, the tiger goes down the mountain.

With the second punch, the hungry tiger pounces on food.

The third punch hit Huanglong directly.

The fourth punch is in full swing.

The fifth punch, wildfire starts a prairie fire.

The sixth punch, Changhong Guanri.

The seventh punch, unstoppable.

With the eighth punch, the stone broke the sky.

From the first punch to the eighth punch, eight punches and eight postures, one punch is stronger than the other.

After practicing to great success, the eight punches are stacked, the eight postures are interlinked, and the last punch is shot, which is earth-shattering.

Li Zhige put down the booklet and narrowed his eyes.

Each of the Eight Forms of Divine Fist is extremely fierce, and it is not just as simple as killing a mad cow to a great success.

The master said that if you master the Eight Forms of Shenquan, you can have a place in the world.

Looking at it now, what Master said at the beginning was not exaggerated, no wonder it was called the Divine Fist.

The Eight Forms of Divine Fist may not be as good as Kongtong's Seven Injuries Fist, Huashan's Broken Jade Fist, Shaolin's Vajra Subduing Demon Fist, and even Wudang's Taijiquan, but the Eight Forms of Shenquan are by no means a low-level kung fu.

Li Zhige couldn't contain his excitement, he immediately pushed open the door, left the mansion, and walked towards the small river outside the city.

God Fist Hall.

Guo Qianshan sat on the wicker chair, looked at the few disciples in front of him, with a very serious face on a thin and long horse, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you all ready?"

Guo Yingzhao took a step forward and replied seriously, "Father, I have prepared ten loads of refined salt, and the horses are fed. But this time we are going to northern Shaanxi, the journey is far away, and we are likely to encounter bandits and horse bandits. Should we take them with us?" Junior brother? Junior brother has been practicing boxing for three years, and his kung fu is better than us, so it’s safer to bring junior brother with you.”

Guo Qianshan shook his head, "Your father is not too old to deal with the gangsters who cut the path! Besides, Zhige has developed his internal strength. I just taught him the eight moves of the Shenquan. The most important thing for him now is to master the Shenquan. Practice the Eight Forms well, instead of wasting time on selling refined salt."

Guo Yingzhao nodded.

Indeed, this is not the first time they have gone out to sell refined salt, so they don't need to call their juniors.The younger brother is the most talented, and the hope of Shenquan is on the younger brother's shoulders, and the younger brother can just stay at the house and practice boxing well.

"set off!"

Guo Qianshan stood up from the rattan chair mountain, and with a wave of his hand, Guo Yingzhao, Guo Yingxiong, Chen Fangqiao, Zhou Qianjian, Wang Tiedan and others got on their horses.

In today's world, rebel ants and thieves are everywhere, and Mingjiao is holding high the banner of rebellion all over the world. The imperial court is already battered and unable to control the salt road.

Sea salt is abundant in the coastal areas of the south of the Yangtze River. The Tianying Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, and the Sea Sand Sect mainly make a lot of money by selling private salt. :

Shenquanmen also has two restaurants and a cloth shop in Qiantang County, which maintain their livelihoods.

However, there are more than ten people in Shenquan Sect. Everyone not only needs to eat, but also needs resources to practice martial arts.

Two restaurants and one cloth shop obviously couldn't support the disciples, so Guo Qianshan had to sell refined salt to places where salt was scarce, because there was a lot of profit in it.

The private salt business in the south of the Yangtze River has been monopolized by the Tianying Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, and the Haisha Sect. Run farther afield.

When Li Zhige came back from boxing practice, he didn't see his master or sister, so he didn't care.

This is not the first time Master has gone to a distant place to sell refined salt, so there is no need to worry.

Once Li Zhige also proposed to follow Master to sell refined salt in a distant place, but Master severely rejected it.The master said that he has a good talent, so he should concentrate on practicing martial arts. In the future, revitalizing the Shenquan sect is the most important thing. Don't waste time and energy on chores.

The Shenquan Sect supports him, and he should contribute to the Shenquan Sect, but he can't persuade the stubborn master.

Li Zhige had no choice but to make up his mind to practice martial arts well, so that the reputation of Shenquan School would resound throughout the world in the future.

Chapter 8

Shuzhong.

At the foot of Mount Emei, a tea shed was opened beside the bamboo forest path for pedestrians and merchants to rest.

This tea shed is not big, but it is full of people.

Guo Qianshan led a group of disciples into the tea shed, found two tables for the disciples to sit down, with a smile on his face.

This time, he went to northern Shaanxi and sold ten dans of refined salt to local tycoons, earning a lot of money, enough to cover the expenses of Shenquanmen for half a year.

Guo Yingzhao looked at the busy owner of the tea shed, raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, and politely called out, "Shopkeeper, serve two pots of tea."

After Guo Qianshan and his group sat down, several disciples began to whisper about what they had seen on the road.

The store brought up the hot tea, and Wang Tiedan couldn't wait to take a sip, smacked his lips, and said to the brothers beside him, "The world is really getting more and more chaotic, and rebels can be seen everywhere. "

"But this is also a good thing. This world was originally the world of our Han family, but let the Mongolian Communists sit down. Now the rebels are swarming, and it won't be long before this world will return to the hands of our Han people."

Zhou Qianjian echoed, "The Mongol regime is brutal. They ruled over our Han people, but they regard our Han people as pigs and dogs. They should be driven back beyond the Great Wall."

Guo Hero seldom opened his mouth, and interjected, "The Mongols can't sit in this world for too long. Along the way, we saw more than a dozen groups of rebels, most of whom are members of the Ming Cult."

"Those well-known sects denounce Mingjiao as a demon religion, but Mingjiao is doing big things against Yuan. In my opinion, Mingjiao's people are good men with strong bones."

Chen Fangqiao couldn't help interjecting, "Yes, if Mingjiao and those famous sects could stop killing each other and work together to fight against Yuan, the world would have returned to our Han people long ago."

Click!

The voices of several people just fell.

Beside them, a tall nun was wearing a luxurious monk's robe, holding a long sword in her left hand.Her face was livid, and the teacup in her right hand was pinched to pieces, making the sound of grinding teeth.

This nun is about 50 years old, about the same age as Guo Qianshan, she still has some charm and is considered beautiful, but at the moment her mean face is icy cold.

Behind the nun, four disciples followed, all young women.

The most eye-catching one was a girl in a pink skirt, she also held a sword in her hand, and looked at Master timidly, only thirteen or fourteen years old.Although he is not very old, he already has a bit of an all-powerful appearance.

Lao Ni stood up abruptly, her face was gloomy, as if a layer of frost had formed on her face, her mean lips parted, and she sternly shouted at Guo Yingxiong, Wang Tiedan and a group of young people, "Shut up!"

"The devil cult monster, harming the heavens and the law, the heavens can't tolerate it, what kind of hero are you?"

As he said that, the old nun's eyes became more gloomy.

She remembered that year on the top of Mount Emei, the senior brother Gu Hongzi was so high-spirited that he vowed to challenge the heroes of the world and fight for the number one in the world.

She adores watching her brother go down the mountain.

But after the senior brother went down the mountain, what came back was a corpse.

She's already engaged to her senior brother!

The senior brother said that when he wins the number one in the world, he will marry her.

But my brother is dead!

It's all the fault of Yang Xiao, the bright left envoy of Mingjiao!

If Yang Xiao hadn't won the senior brother, how could the senior brother die in anger?

That thief Yang Xiao deserves to be cut to death!

The demon sect monster deserves death!

From then on, she took over as the head of Emei and took the title of Extinction. She wanted to exterminate the demon cult monsters!

At this time, when these young people said that the monsters of the Demon Cult were heroes, Miejue Shitai couldn't bear it immediately, her eyes were gloomy, and endless anger and murderous intent rose in her heart.

Guo Hero didn't know Miejue Shitai, let alone Miejue Shitai's enmity with Mingjiao. He stood up and retorted to Jujue Shitai, "Mingjiao's hundreds of thousands of followers are rebelling against Yuan Dynasty. In order to restore our Han country, How can such a feat not be considered a hero?"

Juejue Shitai's face became a little colder, and the murderous intent in his eyes had already begun to overflow.

Guo Yingzhao was keenly aware of Miejue Shitai's killing intent, tugged at the hero's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Little brother, stop talking."

Guo Yingxiong was young and energetic, and said with a stiff neck, "Mingjiao teaches against Yuan

, this is a first-class hero, am I wrong? "

Kill!

In Miejue Shitai's hand, the Yitian sword had already been unsheathed, and the flickering cold light all showed that it was a sword that broke hair and hair.

"You keep justifying the Devil's Cult. It seems that you are also the Devil's Cult demons, so I can't keep you!"

Seeing the old nun pull out the Yitian sword, Guo Qianshan's expression changed drastically.

Guo Qianshan recognized it, this sword is the Yitian Sword, and this old nun is Miejue Shitai!

Guo Qianshan got up quickly, his face was anxious and tense, and he hurriedly explained, "Master, don't get angry, we are not demon cult monsters. I am the master of Shenquan Sect in Qiantang County, Lin'an Prefecture, and these are some of my apprentices. It has nothing to do with demons and monsters.”:

"The dog and the young disciple have never seen the world, and they mistakenly regard the demons as heroes. This is the laxness of the old believers. When I go back, I will definitely discipline them strictly. Please don't get angry, sir."

Behind Miejue Shitai, a 14-year-old girl was wearing a pink skirt. She looked at Guo Qianshan who was anxious and nervous, pulled at Master's sleeve timidly, and said in a low voice, "Master, I don't think they look like demon cult monsters." , Your lord should spare them a lot."

Aside, the woman in the willow-green skirt turned her eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on her sarcastic face, "Junior Sister Zhiruo, the demon sect's witches and girls are deceitful, how can they admit their identities to Master? "

Master Miejue nodded in satisfaction, cast admiring glances at Ding Minjun, and said to the girl earnestly, "Zhiruo, you are too cowardly, learn more from your senior sister Minjun."

"Zhiruo, remember, if you see any monsters from the Demon Cult in the future, don't let any one go."

In Guo Qianshan's frightened gaze, a flash of sword light froze his soul.

The long sword brushed across the throats of several Demon Cult demons, leaving a line of blood that spread continuously on their throats.

Miejue Shitai flicked the Yitian sword, flicked away the blood beads stained on the sword, and returned the Yitian sword to its sheath.

In the tea shed, the shopkeeper covered his mouth in horror and hid under the table trembling.

Ding Minjun applauded and applauded, "Master, good job! The Demon Cult demon should be killed!"

Miejue Shitai had no expression on her face. She flicked her sleeves, held the Yitian sword, turned around and left the tea shed, and headed for Mount Emei.

Zhou Zhiruo froze on the spot holding the long sword, she stared blankly at the corpses with pity in her eyes.

After a while, Zhou Zhiruo looked at the shopkeeper, and said softly, "Shopkeeper, help me move them to the nearby bodyguard office. I want to send their bodies back to the Shenquan Gate."

In the small town at the foot of Mount Emei, there is a Changfeng Escort Bureau.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Chief Escort Lin Changfeng, and said softly, "Boss Escort Lin, please send these bodies to Shenquan Sect in Qiantang County, and tell the people at Shenquan Sect that my master just sent these bodies to Shenquan Sect. A few people misunderstood them as monsters of the Demon Cult, and they definitely didn't intend to kill them."

After thinking for a while, Zhou Zhiruo instructed, "Boss Chief Lin, tell the people of Shenquan Sect not to come to take revenge, lest I risk my life in vain."

Lin Changfeng nodded seriously, with a bit of admiration in his tone, and said to Zhou Zhiruo, "Miss Zhou is really kind-hearted. Please rest assured, Miss Zhou, I will definitely send the bodies of these people to the Shenquan Sect."

chapter 9

Qiantang County, Shenquan Gate.

On the martial arts arena, Li Zhige sat on the ground panting heavily, a little irritable.

Master and the others have been away for two months, why haven't they come back yet?

Li Zhige didn't dare to think deeply, but secretly told himself that Master and the others must have been delayed on the way.

They must have been delayed on the road!

dong dong!

Boom boom boom!

There was a dull knock on the door.

Master and the others are back!

Li Zhige's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly walked towards the gate, ready to welcome his master and senior sister.

After opening the door, seeing the group of strangers in front of him carrying the shelf covered with a layer of white cloth, Li Zhige's smile froze on his face, and his uneasiness grew stronger.

"Who are you, have you gone the wrong way?"