Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

Half a month later.

A person's body is graceful and his steps are brisk. With a light tap of his toes, he appears several zhang away. Wherever he passes, there is not even a single indentation. the point.

He was dressed in blue, with two beards on his mouth, trimmed neatly and beautifully like his eyebrows, if someone saw him, they would think that this person was Lu Xiaofeng himself.

But this Lu Xiaofeng is not Lu Xiaofeng, but Sikong Zhaixing who disguised himself as Lu Xiaofeng.

He did this because he succeeded in stealing Ningxiu's jade pendant in Sikong Zhaixing and won over Lu Xiaofeng. The first request he made was to exchange identities with Lu Xiaofeng for Sanyue.

Now, Sikong Zhaixing is Lu Xiaofeng, and Lu Xiaofeng wants to call himself Sikong Zhaixing, which is really interesting.

The traffic in Shu was inconvenient, and the mountain roads were rugged. He traveled south all the way, and after asking people for directions and looking at maps, he finally reached the boundary of the ancient country Nanzhao.

There is a mountain here called Wuliang Mountain, and there is Wuliang Sword School on Wuliang Mountain, which is divided into two sects, east and west.

Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing, the heads of the eastern and western sects, mainly focus on swordsmanship, supplemented by internal strength, and their strength is not ranked high in the entire arena.

Even Yu Canghai could easily slaughter their entire sect by himself, which shows how weak they are.

However, due to the dangerous terrain and the abundance of wild beasts and poisonous insects, the land of Shu has been called the land of Huawai by the Central Plains since ancient times, and there are not so many sects fighting, so the Wuliang Sword Sect has occupied Wuliang Mountain for many years.

Under the Jianhu Palace of the Wuliang Sword Sect, there is the treasure house of martial arts called Langhuan Fudi. This place was once the hermitage of Wu Yazi, the second generation head of the Xiaoyao Sect, and his younger sister Li Qiushui. All kinds of martial arts.

The two sometimes faced swords under the moon, and sometimes wrote poems in front of flowers. They were very happy, deeply emotional, and lived a life like a couple of gods and immortals.

The image of the two facing each other's swords, reflected through the immeasurable jade wall in the mountain, was seen by the grand master of the immeasurable sword school, who was shocked by heaven and man, and mistakenly thought it was an exiled immortal dancing sword.

Therefore, the Wuliang Sword Sect has been entrenched in the Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace for many years, waiting for the jade jade, in order to realize the immortal swordsmanship.

But later the two left, leaving behind many martial arts cheats, but they were taken away by Li Qingluo. The ancestor of the Wuliang Sword Sect has rarely seen immortals dancing swords since then.

But these people of the Wuliang Sword Sect didn't know about it, otherwise with those secret books, the Wuliang Sword Sect wouldn't have lived here for generations.

...

On a moonlit night, the cliff behind the mountain.

Looking at the unfathomable cliff below, Sikong Zhaixing sighed, "It's really a dangerous place, but except for me, Lu Xiaofeng, Sikong Zhaixing can cross to the bottom of this cliff unscathed."

As he spoke, even he himself couldn't help laughing.

Then Sikong Zhaixing jumped off the cliff.

I saw Sikong Zaixing moving around, kicking left and right, and slowly descending on both sides of the cliff.

I don't know how much time has passed, but I still haven't reached the bottom of the valley. Fortunately, the cliff slopes more and more towards the bottom, and it is no longer a steep cliff.

At this time, the sound of water flowing could also be heard beside Sikong Zhaixing's ears, he hesitated for a moment and continued to descend.

Although Sikong Zhaixing had great internal strength, it was difficult for him to move in this dangerous cliff, so he could only descend a section to observe and continue down.

Not long after, the rumbling sound in his ears became louder and louder, and he couldn't help being surprised again, secretly saying: "If there is a raging torrent below, it will be very bad."

Fortunately, the place where Sikong Zhaixing landed was a piece of land.

After resting for a while to clear his breath, Sikong Zaixing looked around and couldn't help cheering loudly. He saw a big waterfall on the cliff on the left, like a white dragon entering the sea, rolling down and pouring into a very clear lake. .

The lake where the waterfall pours into is tumbling, only ten feet away from the waterfall, and the lake is as flat as a mirror.

The moon shines into the lake, and the center of the lake is also a bright full moon, broken and round.

Faced with this marvel of good fortune, Sikong Zaixing was amazed, squinting his eyes, he saw clumps of camellias growing by the lake, swaying gracefully under the moonlight, so beautiful.

He has traveled all the way in Shu, and has seen many wonders of mountains and rivers, but those are Xiaojiabiyu, which can't be compared with the dusty fairies here.

Sikong Zhaixing walked to the edge of the lake and sat cross-legged to recover his internal strength while looking at the beautiful scenery.

Surrounded by straight cliffs, at least a hundred feet high, surrounded by gurgling water, and full of round boulders, he couldn't help being surprised when he saw this place, if he had walked this way just now, even with the protective zhenqi, he would be extremely powerful. Even with lightness skills, he was afraid that he would not be able to stand still and fall to pieces.

Sikong Zhaixing looked up at the high cliff, the valley was sealed by white mist, it was very difficult to get down, and it was even more difficult to go up.

At this time, the moonlight was cold, but the valley was quiet, not to mention people, not even the slightest trace of beasts, only the birds chirping, and each other calling in harmony.

...

According to the method Ning Xiu explained, Sikong Zhaixing was easy to find, and he managed to enter Huanlangfu Land and saw the jade statue.

It's just that when he looked closely, he saw that although the woman was a jade statue, she was as lifelike as a real person, and the light here was dim, so it was really hard to tell the real from the fake at first glance.

This jade statue is about the size of a stranger, and the light yellow silk shirt on its body is trembling slightly, what's even more surprising is that a pair of eyes are shining brightly, and the spirit is shining brightly.

"Hey, what a jade statue of a fairy. If the girl is alive, I, Lu Xiaofeng, will definitely carry a sedan chair and marry you home."

At this time, Sikong Zhaixing already knew that this woman was not a real person but a jade statue, but his eyes could not avoid her pair of eyes. These eyes were carved with black gemstones, dim but shiny, like the beautiful eyes of a woman. .

There is faint redness in the texture of the white jade on the face of the jade statue, and it is no different from the skin of ordinary people. I don't know what kind of jade material it is, and what kind of magical carving technique it is. The combination of the two can create this jade figure. .

Hearing his frivolous words, his eyes flashed with inspiration, as if he had responded.

When Sikong Zhaixing turned his body to look at the jade statue, he saw her eyes turn around, as if she had come alive, no matter from which angle you looked at it, it felt like the jade statue was looking at him.

Staring at the jade statue, a strange light flashed in those eyes of real black gemstones.

Sikong Zhaixing was so dazzled that he seemed to be possessed by a demon, and he couldn't take his eyes off him anymore.

He didn't know when he came back to his senses, and saw the jade statue with cloudy temples like mist, loosely tied in a bun, with a jade bracelet inserted into the temple, with two pearls as big as little fingers inlaid on it, shining brightly.

The wall on one side is also inlaid with pearls and diamonds, and the precious lights complement each other. On the west wall are inlaid with six large crystals. The green water outside the crystals is faint, which makes the stone room several times brighter than the first stone room.

Since absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth and breaking through the innate entrance, Sikong Zhaixing's five senses have greatly increased, and his mysterious and mysterious spiritual power has also increased. It can be seen that this jade statue is fascinated by her as if she has lost her soul.

"I, what happened to me just now?"

"This jade statue is a bit weird, you can't keep staring at it."

Sikong Zhaixing touched his forehead and felt a little nauseous, but he felt better immediately after not looking at the jade statue.

Sikong Zhaixing turned his head, and saw that the east wall was scraped and smooth, and dozens of lines of characters were engraved, all of which were sentences from "Zhuangzi", most of which came from "Xiaoyaoyou", "Health Master", "Autumn Water", and "Best Joy". A few of them, with elegant brushwork, seem to be carved with a sharp weapon with strong wrist strength, and each stroke penetrates more than an inch into the stone wall.

On the stone wall, there is a line inscribed at the end of the article: "Wu Yazi is written by Qiushuimei. There is no sun and moon in the cave, and the world is the most joyful."

Sikong picked up the stars and said silently: "The mountain of Miaogushe is home to gods and men, with skin like snow, graceful like a virgin, who does not eat five grains, but breathes wind and drinks dew."

This sentence is perfectly suitable to describe the jade statue on the side.

When he walked in front of the jade statue, his originally calm state of mind was suddenly broken. He just stared blankly, looking at her ice-like skin, possessed by a demon in his heart, and automatically combined the beauties of all the beauties he had seen in his life into one piece. Almost perfect woman to come.

After two breaths, Sikong Zhaixing came back to his senses, secretly thinking that he was prepared in his heart, but he was so easily fascinated, he no longer looked directly at the jade statue, but looked at the two futons below.

"It can be regarded as finding this thing, but why did Zhao Ning, that ghost boy, want to find this thing? Could it be that there is some treasure in it?"

Just when he was about to tear open the futon to see what treasures were inside, Sikong Zaixing was clever, "Hey, anyway, I am Lu Xiaofeng now, not Sikong Zaixing, it was Sikong Zaixing who promised him not to damage this futon."

"What does Sikong Zhuixing promise have anything to do with me, Lu Xiaofeng?"

Tear!

He picked up the small futon, exerted a little force, and with a "hiss", the thin layer of futon on the surface was broken, revealing the contents inside.

"Lu Xiaofeng tore up this futon, not Sikong Zhaixing. If you want to find it, you can settle accounts with me, Lu Xiaofeng."

As Sikong Zhaixing said, he reached out to touch the crack of the small futon, and took out a silk bag inside, reached out with his right hand, took out the silk bag, stretched out his left hand to grab it, and held it to his chest.

This silk bag is one foot long, and there are a few lines of small words written on the white silk: "Since you have kowtowed your head a thousand times, you should be my encouragement, and you will have no regrets in your life... Encourage him, he will go down the mountain after learning, and kill for the rest Disciples of the Xiaoyao School, if there is one omission, there will be a deep hatred in heaven and earth."

"What shit?"

After quickly reading these words, he couldn't wait to unfold them. The handwriting on it is beautiful and powerful, which is the same as the writing style on the outside of the silk bag.

Later wrote: "There is a saying in Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou": "In the north of the poor, there is a sea of ​​darkness, and Tianchi is also there. There is Yuyan..."

While watching, Sikong Zhaixing muttered softly: "The exercises of the Xiaoyao School?"

It's just that when he continued to read, he saw a lying portrait of a goddess on the silk scroll, completely naked, and his appearance was no different from that of the jade statue.

The goddess in the painting is smiling sweetly, her brows and eyes, her lips and cheeks are all seductive. Compared with the solemn and precious appearance of the jade statue, although she looks similar, her expression is quite different.

Seeing this scene, Sikong Zhaixing burst out laughing,

"It turns out that Zhao Ning just wanted this erotic book. I didn't expect him to look at the serious one, but it turned out to be a boring thing."

His expression seemed to say: Mr. Zhao, I will keep this secret of yours for the rest of my life.

But following Sikong Zhaixing and looking down, I saw black spots on many green lines, and when I looked closely, I saw small words filled with "Yunmen", "Zhongfu", "Tianfu", "Xiabai", "Chief" and so on. Ze", "Kong Zui", "Lie Que", "Jingqu", "Dayuan", "Yuji" and other words, until the "Shaoshang" of the thumb.

He is a congenital master, so he didn't know that these are some meridian diagrams.

It seems that it is really a diagram of internal energy operation, but why is it drawn like this?

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I, Lu Xiaofeng, like this. Mr. Sikong has a noble character, so he definitely doesn't care about these things."

Since it was Zhao Ning's favorite secret book of exercises, it must be good, Sikong Zhaixing has done enough evil things at this time, so he put it in his arms immediately, ready to find a way out.

Seeing the moon gate on the left, Sikong Zhaixing walked in slowly. Inside was another stone room, which seemed to be full of brilliance. It turned out that the walls of the entire stone room were inlaid with dazzling crystals and precious stones.

There is a large stone bed in the middle of the stone room, and a seven xuanqin is hung on the wall, and all the mysterious lines have been cut off.

The two saw Zhang Shiji again, on which were engraved nineteen chessboards, more than 200 pieces were laid out on the chessboard, but black and white confronted each other, and the game was not over yet.

The piano is still there, the game is not over, but the person has left.

In just a blink of an eye, Sikong Zaixing's mind sank into the artistic conception of a chessboard:

When the bright moon is in the sky, Langhuan Jade Cave.

Board changes.

A man and a woman are playing chess, and the bottom of the lake outside the cave emits spiritual light, like a fluorescent river flowing around it, and the two sit opposite each other, as if sitting on the moonlight.

A person with silver hair and childlike face, wearing a moon white robe, looks calm.

One person looks to be in his twenties, but his face is indifferent and indifferent, as cold as a fairy in the clouds, wearing a gorgeous neon dress and feather clothes, the clothes are as thin as a cicada's wings, layer upon layer I don't know how many layers overlap together, in the jade cave Automatic without wind.

Just sitting there, the two of them involuntarily emitted a faint light, like two stars in a galaxy.

Black and white are distinct on the chessboard, but if you look closely, you can't see anything clearly, as if there is no such thing.

When Sikong Zhaixing looked again, the two immortals disappeared with the wind and turned into smoke.

The sky spun, the sea of ​​clouds changed color, and in an instant, Sikong Zaixing opened his eyes. At this moment, he realized that he was still standing in the same place, with only the broken chessboard covered in dust in front of him...

Everything just now was like an illusory and ethereal dream.

In ancient times, there was a dream of Lan Ke, but now there is a dream of Lang Huan.

Sikong Zhaoxing thought so.

Martial arts will reach a certain level, and it can be preserved for a long time if it is carried by some special items. This chessboard piece may be a special thing. It has been contaminated with Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui's martial arts will for a long time, and it will last for a long time. Only then completely dissipated.

Or those who have extraordinary strength and have reached the realm of gods, their martial arts will will not dissipate for several years, and it is rumored that the Bodhidharma Cave of Shaolin Temple in Shaoshishan is like this, and the martial arts will of the founder of Bodhidharma has been condensed for thousands of years Not scattered.

It has become a sacred place for eminent monks of Shaolin Temple to comprehend Mahayana Buddhism and study advanced martial arts.

Didn't expect it, and (crazy)