Master Raiders

6,

Xu Yunfan has a rule, that is, tomorrow the sky will collapse and the ground will sink, what should be done today, and what should be done.

Gu Hua sent him to be in charge for several years, but he also has a demeanor of not changing the color before the collapse of the mountain.Although the ring battle was imminent and there was chaos outside, Gu Hua was still quiet inside.No matter what calculations they had in their minds, everyone was honest on the surface and practiced martial arts as usual.

When Xu Yunfan came to the martial arts arena, many disciples were practicing.

The practice has a high degree of practice moves, but most of the new disciples are still at the stage of "sensing things".

The so-called "sensing things" is to pour one's own skills on the weapon and sense it with the mind.It is different from the legendary "repelling things" in the innate realm, this kind of induction is a very ethereal thing, even if it is sensed, it cannot be driven, and there is nothing special on the surface, it is just a personal experience.Of course, if someone like Xu Yunfan has cultivated so high, he can make the weapon emit a silver-red sword light, which is another way of saying it.

Today's martial arts are the result of thousands of years of accumulation by martial practitioners.In the early days, martial arts could only be done with punches and kicks. Later, with the assistance of weapons, a complete set of moves was developed.Later, masters invented the method of promoting qi, and cultivated it into internal strength.Gradually improving internal strength, it can be transmitted from the human body to external objects, sending and receiving from the heart, and the mysterious method of "integration of characters" has been created.In today's rivers and lakes, those with high martial arts skills can cross ten-foot cliffs, pierce iron plates, and make weapons shine by themselves, which is far beyond the original imagination of people.

According to the legend, once you reach the innate realm, you can control the sword, fly to the immortals, and roam the world, which is a great freedom that ordinary people can't match.

Not to mention the innate state, even the basic "sensing" in the acquired world, some people have been unable to achieve it for many years.

Xu Yunfan saw Qi Yuan at a glance.

In terms of seniority, he and Lin Canghai came from the same batch, and they also stayed under the sect for six years.But now he is still practicing "sensing objects" against a piece of iron, just like the new disciples.

At this time, Qi Yuan's expression was blank, obviously he was not practicing but distracted.

Xu Yunfan walked over.When many juniors saw him coming, they threw away the iron plates to salute.Only Qi Yuan was too slow to wake up, he threw the iron plate in a panic, but smashed his own foot, and jumped up in pain.

"Senior Brother Xu, no, hello Sect Master!"

He greeted while gasping in embarrassment, causing the surrounding disciples to snicker.

Xu Yunfan signaled other disciples to continue practicing.Ask Qi Yuan: "What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about anything." Qi Yuan lowered his head.He was a big boy, with his head drooping and his toes rubbing against the ground, but he looked like a child who had done something wrong.

Qi Yuan, this junior, is an excellent person, honest and honest, with good martial bones, but poor comprehension. After so many years of cultivation in the inner sect of the Guhua School, he has always stayed at the fifth rank. Not to mention Lin Canghai, even a few outsiders His disciples have surpassed him.

The master lost patience with him, all the brothers thought he was stupid, even Qi Yuan thought he was stupid in his heart.But in Xu Yunfan's view, he was not lacking in talent, but was trapped by a solid barrier.If you can't break through, you will always spin around in place.

Seeing that he was preoccupied, Xu Yunfan said: "Speak up if you have a problem. Sitting in a city of sorrow will not help."

He spoke softly, but to Qi Yuan's ears, the voice that was blowing like a spring breeze had an unshakable majesty like a mountain.He raised his head to look at Xu Yunfan in hesitation for a while, and said, "Senior brother, the ring fight...is it all right?"

Xu Yunfan was slightly taken aback, so he was worried about himself?

"Senior brother," seeing that Xu Yunfan was silent, Qi Yuan said eagerly, "It is said that you can only enter the ring at the ninth rank. The Demon Sect is so powerful. Although senior brother has high martial arts skills, just in case, I mean, in case..."

Seeing his anxious face, Xu Yunfan felt warm in his heart, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I have a measure."

"Really." Qi Yuan lowered his voice, "I think it's true, senior brother must have already made up his mind... But, if there is anything that needs my help..."

Xu Yunfan smiled and said, "There is indeed something I need your help with."

Qi Yuan immediately cheered up: "What's the matter?"

"I remember that Daoist Shanyang has a relationship with you. He retired with his wife ten years ago. This time he reappeared in the arena, and he took the initiative to challenge the ring. He is a man of integrity. I want to visit him."

"Ah?" Qi Yuan was dumbfounded.

Xu Yunfan said it more clearly: "I heard that the Taoist priest of Shanyang has fought against the Demon Sect Siming many times, so he must have a deep understanding of the Demon Sect. I want to ask him for his experience."

"Ah, of course! Shanyang is my cousin! I know where he lives, so I will take my brother there now!"

******

Qi Yuan led Xu Yunfan away from the Gu Hua faction.It took half a day to arrive at the residence of Daoist Shanyang.

Halfway up the mountain, a low earthen house was erected slantingly.The eaves are covered with thick thatch, and the door is pasted with something like cotton wool.Two shelves were set up outside the door, one shelf hung the washed clothes, and there were several large patches on the whitish Taoist robe, which had been frozen.On another shelf, there was actually a row of bacon hanging.

Seeing Xu Yunfan looking at the string of bacon with a smile on his face, Qi Yuan coughed dryly: "Well, uncle, he doesn't obey the precepts..."

"Those who achieve great things don't stick to small details." Shan Yang can be regarded as a legend.

Shanyang, a goat, is really not a nice name.

The head of Sanyang Road is not very good looking, he is dark and thin, with a goatee.But it is just such a person, ten years ago when he was still a vulgar person, he married a beautiful girl who was as beautiful as a fairy, and they both went into seclusion, which caused a sensation in the martial arts world and became a good story.

It's a pity that the girl died later at the hands of the Demon Cult, and Shan Yang became a monk as soon as she was sad.Although it seems that he, a monk, obviously did not strictly abide by the precepts to eat vegetables and tofu.

Xu Yunfan and Qi Yuan walked to the door, before they signed up, they heard a middle-aged male voice say: "Qi Yuan, good nephew, is that you?"

"It's me, Uncle. I came with the head brother, can I come in?"

With vigorous energy, the door of the thatched cottage creaked and opened to both sides, and the man said: "Enter."

Xu Yunfan and Qi Yuan looked inside, and saw a man sitting on a straw mat bed with his back facing them, shirtless and with bandages wrapped around his body.Qi Yuan didn't expect such an unsightly scene, and hurriedly said in embarrassment: "Uncle, it's not convenient, let's go out first."

"Nowadays, young men are more verbose than each other." The Taoist, who was facing away from him, snorted from his nostrils, "Poverty Daoist, I am healing wounds, not doing shady things. Why are you hiding?"

He called himself "I am a poor man", and with that bohemian description, it was weird and funny.

Xu Yunfan smiled lightly, and dragged Qi Yuan into the door: "Xu Yunfan has met the Taoist priest."

"Well."

As he got closer, he could clearly see the scars on Sanyo's body.On the dark skin, there is a long scar from the left shoulder to the right waist, and there are blue and black traces around it, like the residue of poison.There are several knife marks on the side of the neck not far from the vitals, which also seem to reach deep to the bone.There were large and small scars on the arms, back, and waist, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the whole body was covered in cuts and bruises.

Seeing that the priest was holding a medicine bottle in his hand, reaching for a new wound on his waist awkwardly, Xu Yunfan stepped forward, took the medicine bottle, helped him apply the medicine on the wound, and put on a bandage.

"Xu Yunfan, Qi Yuan mentioned you and said good things about you." Daoist Shanyang was served by someone, stroking the goatee with one hand comfortably, and said, "But, what are you here for today?"

Xu Yunfan said: "Please teach me how to defeat the members of the Demon Cult in the arena."

"You? Do you have Ninth Grade?"

"Eight grades."

"Young man, this is not the way to send you to death. Look at me, poor Taoist." Daoist Shanyang put one hand behind his back and touched the longest scar: "This is the wheel poison of the demon sect's order. Yandao, let Pindao make me lie on the bed for three months." Turning around, he pointed to a wound on his chest: "This was also stabbed by him, Pindao, I almost went to the Palace of Hades to report."

The bowl-sized scar was hideous, and only through this scar, one could imagine the brutality of the battle at that time.

"Are these injuries caused by the order of the Demon Cult?"

"Yeah, but I didn't take advantage of him poorly. The wounds on his body, huh, it's like sweeping them with a big broom."

"Broom?" Qi Yuan was puzzled.

Then he received a wave of whisk on the head: "Sweep like this, stupid boy."

Qi Yuan covered his head: "Understood..."

The wound was bandaged soon.Daoist Shanyang got up, took the clothes from the end of the bed and put them on, and flicked the dust whisk to the crook of his arm, it seemed to be in good shape.

Packed up the medicine bottle and bandages, looked at the two juniors seriously, and said, "Young man, it's useless to ask me about my experience. Do you know the difference between the ninth rank and the eighth rank? It's like an elephant stepping on a mosquito. Have you tried it again?" A sharp mouth can't stand someone's foot."

Qi Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Uncle, what you said is so funny." But thinking of the meaning in his words, he struggled again: "Then what should I do?"

Xu Yunfan didn't laugh, and didn't insist on his point of view, but said: "My master was killed by the Demon Sect Dharma King after he reached the ninth rank. What's the reason? Could it be that the Dharma King has higher martial arts than him?"

Daoist Shanyang took a look at him and said, "You are very caring, and you are asking the right idea. There are only two possibilities for your master's death, one is Li Tianyou's sneak attack, and the other is that your master failed to find his way. "

"A cover door?"

"The Devil's Cult has a mental method called 'Tianmo Casting Body'. The martial arts of the devil mostly come from this vein. It is used to form a layer of air cover on the body. The higher the martial arts, the stronger the air cover, and it can flow and hide. As long as the air shield is not broken, it will be difficult for swords and guns to enter."

Qi Yuan said: "It's like practicing kung fu like our orthodox golden bell cover?"

"Well, in fact, there is nothing unusual about this thing. We practice internal strength to crack hard skills. But when you practice at the level of the magic king and commanding officer, it will be troublesome if you add some changes. Your master and him have a winning rate of between Five to five points, the chance of hurting him is fleeting, and there is no way to break the barrier, and of course the only way to lose is to lose."

"Have you found the door of the Demon Sect Commander?"

"If you find it, can you keep him alive?" Shanyang said with a look of hatred, "You child, your senior brother won't ask such stupid questions."

Just as I was talking about this, I suddenly heard someone outside the door sneering: "Qi Liang, I can't imagine that you miss my life so much."