Master Raiders

7,

who is it?

The three of them looked at the door sharply.The voice was coming from there, but there was no face of the speaker through a door.

Taoist Priest Shanyang suddenly burst into a vigilant aura.

A few traces of aging appeared on his thin face, like a knife carving, and his whole body was like a taut bow.

But the tone was very relaxed, and he grinned his mouth into a "dish" shape, and said: "Oh, Li Daoxin, you are really here!"

"I'm a nostalgic person, of course I have to personally send this post to Nong."

This sentence made Qi Yuan almost jump up in fright, and blurted out: "He...!"

Why did he suddenly turn into a soft female voice? !

Before he could finish his sentence, Xu Yunfan covered his mouth.

Qi Yuan blinked his eyes in horror under his hands, then heard a "snap", a burst of vigor broke through the door, and rushed straight at Qi Yuan.Before Xu Yunfan could accept the move, Daoist Shanyang swept the dust away, and the thing turned around as if being attracted by a magnet, and fell into his hands.

It was actually a red post.

A thin piece of paper can smash a wooden door, which shows that this person's inner strength is extremely high.

The man said again: "Third watch tonight, on Haining Mountain, see you there or leave."

This sentence is the same as the beginning, it is a man's voice.

Shanyang's Taoist robe flipped over and accepted the invitation: "I remember, I remember, you should go back and explain the funeral, so that you don't see it off."

There was no more sound outside the door, presumably the man had left.

Only then did Xu Yunfan let go of Qi Yuan, Qi Yuan's face was flushed, he didn't know whether he covered his mouth just now or what, he exclaimed in surprise: "Who is that?"

Shan Yang said coldly: "Poverty is my deadly enemy."

Qi Yuan continued to exclaim: "Why did the demon sect commander talk like that!"

Fuchen slapped him on the head: "The demon priest is a hermaphrodite, and his temper is also moody. How strange is it that you want him to kill you with one move?"

Qi Yuan covered his head in grievance, and looked at Xu Yunfan again, as if thinking of something, he blushed and hid aside.

Xu Yunfan frowned and said, "Tonight, at three o'clock, the Taoist chief is going to have a decisive battle with the demon priest? The arena hasn't started yet."

Shan Yang paced around the room for a few steps, and said: "Since the two of you have collided, there is nothing to hide. The rules of the arena this time are nine players on each side, and the order of battle is determined by the leaders of both sides. No one knows what will happen. Who will I meet. Li Daoxin and Pindao have been my enemies for many years, if I don't meet, it will be a disappointment. So just make an appointment in front of the ring, as a warm-up."

"But the outcome of your battle will also determine the outcome of the battle," Xu Yunfan said, "Isn't such a decision a joke?"

"Young man, don't take things so seriously." Shanyang patted him on the shoulder with the handle of the dust whisk, "Everyone in the arena is ninth-rank, except for Murong and the priest over there who are obviously a bit higher, and the rest of the level are all high-ranking." It’s almost the same, it’s the same for everyone. Well, you are the only one in the eighth rank.”

Qi Yuan was not happy, and muttered: "Brother will not lose."

Shanyang laughed loudly: "There is still half a day left, Xu Yunfan, come with me."

******

When he came to the open space outside the door, Daoist Shanyang suddenly asked: "Xu Yunfan, how many scars do I have on my back?"

Qi Yuan who also came out was baffled, who would remember this?But Xu Yunfan said: "Seventeen ways."

"How many pieces of bacon are on the pole by the door?"

"Six dollars."

"Very good, then," Daoist Shanyang suddenly pointed to a short tree next to him: "How many leaves are there on this tree?"

Not to mention Qi Yuan was stunned this time, Xu Yunfan was also questioned.In fact, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, there are not many leaves on the trees, but I haven't calculated it carefully, so I can't tell.

Shanyang Daoist said: "You have asked me for help, so you carefully observe everything about me. You don't care about the insignificant things. But when you face the enemy, the seemingly insignificant things may be His fatal flaw. Pindao, I ask you to observe clearly everyone and everything you meet from now on, do you understand?"

Xu Yunfan nodded thoughtfully: "Yes."

Daoist Shanyang was still holding the leftover bandage in his hand, at this moment he suddenly shouted: "Accept!"

When he made his first move, it was not a whisk, but two bandages that hit his face.Xu Yunfan felt that the incoming force was fierce, so he hastily dodged sideways.The bandage slammed on the wooden pole, scattering a row of bacon all over the floor.

Immediately there was a series of crackling sounds, and the two bandages attacked continuously as if they had eyes. Although they were soft, they were as firm as steel under the internal force.Xu Yunfan dodged repeatedly, gradually figured out the routine, and suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbing one end of the bandage in his hand.

Daoist Shanyang stopped exerting his strength and said, "What do you see?"

"Although the two strengths of Daoist Priest are fierce, there are always gaps in the changes of moves, which are flaws."

"Not bad. Let's take a look."

The strength of Shanyang's hand turned suddenly, and the bandage instantly became soft and soft around the fingers, wrapping up around the neck and down around the ankles, stretching and shrinking, like yin and yang, Tai Chi, seamlessly coordinated.

"The Daoist chief is using the moves of the Demon Sect Commander?" Such a soft and treacherous move, combined with two soft weapons, is definitely not something Shanyang himself is willing to use.

"Ha, what did you see this time?"

"The two belts are like the Yin and Yang breaths in the body, one strong and the other soft, coordinating with each other, advancing and retreating to complement each other, closing up the flaw just now."

Shan Yangdao: "As the old saying goes, once your energy is exhausted, you will be exhausted. If you exhaust your strength at the beginning, you will have to let the opponent slaughter you when your true energy is exhausted. So as you said, you must understand the false and the real. Mutual generation, advancement and retreat complement each other..." He suddenly frowned and said: "But you are only eighth rank, and your skill is too far behind, no matter how many skills you have, it will be useless."

Qi Yuan almost vomited blood when he heard it next to him: "Uncle! It's useless and you've been talking for a long time?"

But Xu Yunfan leaned forward and said, "Thank you for your guidance. As for the result of the ring, I have no regrets whether I win or lose."

Shanyang Daoist said loudly: "Qi Yuan, you child, I am satisfied if you are half as clever as your senior brother."

Qi Yuan couldn't help drooping his head: "Senior brother, how can I catch up with..."

"Next, Pindao will teach you how to use your strength to relieve your strength." Shanyang said, "These methods can make your death slower."

Qi Yuan muttered, "It's really unlucky..."

The two ignored Qi Yuan, who was squatting in the corner planting mushrooms, and continued to practice.

Borrowing strength can preserve one's physical strength, and unloading strength can release most of the energy when you have to be injured, minimizing the injury.

Although Xu Yunfan has practiced martial arts for many years, he only practiced in books and with his classmates. In terms of actual combat, he is not as far-reaching as Shanyang Dao.Although what Sanyo taught him was not a miraculous technique or an invincible move, it was the valuable experience summed up in countless bloody battles.

The time of teaching and learning passed extremely quickly, and soon the golden crow fell to the ground, the moon rose to the top of the willow, and it was time for a battle.

Daoist Shanyang threw away the bandage, stuck the fly whisk on his back, and said, "Let's go, we will meet old friends."

Seeing that Qi Yuan was about to pick up those bacon and hang it up again, he said, "Forget it, it's up to you to come back and eat."

After saying that, he strode down the mountain without turning his head, humming and chirping in his mouth, but when he listened carefully, he heard: "Killing a person in ten steps will never stop you for a thousand miles. If you die as a hero, you are worthy of being a hero in the world."

******

Haining Mountain is the general name of two majestic peaks. The two mountains stand opposite each other, with Baizhang Canyon below, and the sea below.

This place was chosen for the battle between righteousness and demons. The extremely fine, thin, and extremely tough special material "Hongmeng silk" was used to bind the mountain peaks on both sides and pull it into a volley arena.The warriors of the righteous and the evil will have to step on the silk thread and start a life-and-death duel on the Baizhang Canyon.

At this time, the arena has not yet started, and the place is silent.

The Taoist priest of Shanyang and the three people set foot on this place, and they saw a bright moon on the sea, shining on the thousand rivers.I heard a person singing and singing: "

The sea is bright and the moon is at this time.

The lover complains about the night, and the lovesickness begins at night.

Extinguishing the candles, the pity is full, and the cloak feels lucid.

I can't bear the gift from surplus hands, and I have a good time for sleeping and dreaming. "

"Damn, I'm going to recite poems like a poor man." Shan Yang spat on the ground, "I use this hand so handsome, but you use it like a fool, do you understand?"

His voice was quite loud, and it spread far away, and then he heard the female voice in the room say with a coquettish smile: "Nong just likes to joke, and I like it."

Qi Yuan only felt chills rising up his spine. Such a delicate female voice, coming from a half-yin and half-yang mouth, made people's heart skip a beat.

By the moonlight, I saw a man in a blue robe with water sleeves appearing on the opposite mountain peak, and said in a male voice: "What do I mean by reciting this poem, don't you know, Qi Liang?"

"Hahahaha! 'The lover complains about the night, but lovesickness at night'. What a nostalgic person, what a poem of love! Are you planning to 'return to the dream' with the poor Taoist? I'm afraid the monks can't bear it." !"

The man also laughed loudly, and the voices of men and women trembled everywhere: "You and I have been fighting for so many years, don't you feel bored? Come on, tonight is the last battle between you and me, let's end everything!"

"Yes, I wish you a happy smile."

"So is Lennon."

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