[comprehensive] superior skills

How long can a martial artist hold his breath in water?

According to legend, 500 years ago, the Xiaoyao School, which was very popular in the martial arts for a while, had a unique skill called Turtle Breathing Kung Fu, which could feign death to retreat from the enemy in a critical moment, and also make people swim in the water like a fish.

Regrettably, as a newcomer, Lu Xiaofeng has never been lucky enough to get a glimpse of supernatural powers, but at this moment he has become a phoenix that roams the world.

In an extremely bright blue deep sea, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, and Sikong Jiexing were slowly floating along with the airtight and transparent light golden ball.

Stepping on colorful coral reefs and fine white sand, looking up, there is a round of bright moon dancing slowly with the waves.

Everything in front of them is as beautiful as an illusion, and the whole world seems to be so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing is left.

Looking through the cold wall cage, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the beautiful creatures freely moving through the dense light and shadow, and said softly: "Huamanlou, I will definitely take the bet from the master of Longxiao Palace."

He can't think of anyone in this world who is more qualified than Hua Manlou to appreciate the beauty that cannot be expressed in words.

Even if he spends his whole life in poverty, he still wants to do this.

Hua Manlou didn't speak, but smiled quietly, listening to Sikong Zhaixing's non-stop words of admiration.

"The Moon Palace in the sky, and the Dragon Palace under the sea."

Sikong Zhaixing shook his head and sighed bitterly, "Compared to the two, the imperial palace on the ground is not worth mentioning. But I also spent a lot of time in the treasure house of the forbidden palace. Now that I think about it, it's too late to regret it."

He planned to throw away the precious treasures when he went back, and never let those unsightly vulgar things occupy his place again.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Unless you change your name to Flying Monkey, it's still easier to go into the sea, as long as you find a stone that is heavy enough."

"Or ride a bald phoenix bird!" Sikong Zhaixing did not forget to bicker.

In fact, they all knew in their hearts that except for the mysterious hostess, no one could perform such magical skills, not even Zhu Ting, who claimed to be a descendant of Luban.

Because this is no longer the gap between people, but the difference between immortals.

Flying into the sky and escaping from the ground, that's all.

Aware of the worries hidden in the bottom of their hearts, Hua Manlou, who was standing next to the shark statue, asked, "Where are we going? Could it be somewhere deep in the ground?"

Although he has never spoken, he can easily feel from the tone of the two friends that the beauty of this world is by no means comparable to that of land.

"I don't think so."

Lu Xiaofeng tried to find more secrets from the shark, "Since the palace lord has set a rule to treat guests on the night of the full moon, she will not let the guests from afar continue to toss in the sea."

"Lu Xiaoji, what do you think is that?"

Sikong Zhaixing, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge, suddenly shouted: "There is a cliff on the bottom of the sea!"

Lu Xiaofeng followed his gaze, and found that the UFO dexterously avoided the rock fragments at the fault, and sank into the crevice of the rock wall.

After diving through a dark tunnel with shining white spots, a magnificent palace shrouded in a golden barrier suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Immediately, the UFO ball carrying the three of them floated straight to the indestructible transparent dome like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

After a brief touch, the merman sculpture slowly retracted its wings, and landed on the flat ground together with the passengers it carried.

Suddenly smelling a refreshing fragrance of flowers, Hua Manlou said with a smile: "It seems that we have come to the legendary Dragon Silk Palace."

He thinks he has enjoyed countless flowers, but he has never smelled such a wonderful fragrance.

Perhaps, only by mixing the most elegant flowers in the world can it barely match the delicate fragrance from the tip of the nose.

"But don't you think it's too\quiet here?"

Sikong Zhaixing turned around and touched the transparent wall, "If you have a visitor, even if you want something from the owner, you should send two servants to lead the way."

Although for a thief who wants to do something, he doesn't need other people's permission, but at this moment he wants to see what a mermaid living on the bottom of the sea looks like.

"The servant you want is here."

Hua Manlou pointed to the other end of the arch bridge with her fan, "Soon."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, if there is anyone in the Jianghu who is more sensitive than his five senses, it must be the Qitong of the Hua family.

On the bridge deck, a round head slowly appeared, followed by shoulders, arms, waist legs, and feet.

The whole body of the visitor was as round as a stone soaked in sea water, there was no hair on his shiny forehead, and even when he walked, he made the sound of stones rolling down the hillside.

In this way, he came to three visitors in different costumes, bowed respectfully and said, "Dear guest, please come with me."

Lu Xiaofeng stared at the servant's face for a long time, until he was sure that he was not dazzled by the sea water, only a pair of bright black round eyes on this person's face.

No nose, no mouth, no ears, but it doesn't look at all annoying.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help feeling emotional: "This is really a strange place."

Hua Manlou also smiled and said, "This is also a place worth looking forward to."

Regardless of the result of seeking medical treatment, it is worth living in such a miraculous place in one's lifetime.

Sikong Zhaixing's gaze was attracted by the bright red flowers that looked like bells under the bridge. He suddenly jumped up and floated towards the huge petals that could cover a person's body, wanting to pick one off and have a look.

"Guests, please keep a distance from Chi Chi."

The servant's warning sound was about to be issued, and Sikong Zhaixing, who was still floating in mid-air, was rolled into the calyx petals by the faster-moving flower buds with their thin stamens.

In the blink of an eye, the brother who went into the sea together disappeared without a trace, and was swallowed by a flower in such a strange way.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't turn his head around.

He found that since he came to the underwater world, he, the most intelligent person on land, was a little bit stretched.

Fortunately, the dedicated servant didn't keep them waiting any longer. He raised his arm and pointed at the troublesome bud and emitted a faint blue electric light, forcing it to spit out a man who was almost naked and covered in mucus.

At the same time as Sikong Zhaixing landed, two servants who looked exactly like the servants appeared on the shore, and they quickly carried the unconscious guest out through the dense flowers.

"Where are you taking people?" Lu Xiaofeng asked hastily.

"The guest was poisoned by Chichi's venom and needs to be cleaned up immediately."

Not expressing dissatisfaction with the visitor's sudden behavior, the servant still said respectfully: "Please don't worry. This kind of poison will only make people sleep forever, and will not bring the slightest pain."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed dryly: "You mean, the old monkey has become a sleeping monkey since then?"

Looking at those hell flowers with fatal charm again, he immediately understood where the poisonous medicine of Poison Hand Qianmian was extracted from.

"Your friend can wake up any time, if the master wishes," replied the servant.

Hua Manlou suddenly asked: "What would have happened if you hadn't rescued Sikong Zhaixing in time?"

The servant turned to him, "Then the guest will become the nourishment of the flower pond after a cup of tea."

Lu Xiaofeng patted his forehead when he heard the words, "I think it's not bad to let Thief Monkey sleep like this."

The servant continued to lead the way, "Guest, please follow me. The master has been waiting for a long time."

"Only the two of us will be entertained by Longxiao Palace tonight?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

The servant's voice remained unchanged, "Among the four seas, you are the last one who is destined."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "It seems that we are also destined to be with the other three."

How difficult it is to find an unlocated coordinate in the vast sea, and what's even more rare is that they all got together because of the same woman.

Lu Xiaofeng approached and asked, "Aren't you curious about who they are?"

Hua Manlou joked, "No matter who they are, they are all the same in front of my eyes."

The two of them followed the servants into the palace, which was far more gorgeous and eye-catching than the appearance, only to find that three groups of people had already occupied the two sides of the main hall clearly.

Standing in front of the left are two men of similar age, one with a white face and gloomy eyebrows and eyes, and the other with a dark complexion and awe-inspiring dignity.

Two seemingly irrelevant people stood together, and the latter was still a step behind.

The people on the lower right are much easier to identify. Not only are they wearing the vassals of the Ming Dynasty, but their facial features and figures are also different from those in Zhongtu.

The last visitor was a young swordsman standing alone in the temple.

His complexion and the white clothes on his body are as cold as the snow melted from the top of the snow mountain, and the deep pools hidden in the eye sockets of the two eyes can freeze all shy and timid eyes. Girl.

The swordsman didn't have any accessories on his body, and what he held in his hand was just a long sword with a black sheath in a strange shape.

But it was such a person that made Lu Xiaofeng, who had been calm all the way, let out an exclamation.

"Ximen Chuixue!"

This sentence also successfully made Hua Manlou, who was always smiling, frown slightly.

Everyone in Jianghu knows the name of Ximen Chuuxue. Since he went out four times a year and killed people after fasting and bathing for three days, the blood sprayed off by every sword is enough to make the whole martial arts shudder.

Everyone he kills must die for a reason, and wherever he appears, death is bound to happen.

How can such a person who despise life and death coexist peacefully with Huamanlou who loves life even though they have a common friend, Lu Xiaofeng.

Ximen Chuuxue said lightly, "You're here."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, "Yes, I'm here."

Ximen Chuuxue said again: "I think you already know the purpose of my coming here."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, "I wish I didn't know anything."

Ximen Chuuxue can gallop thousands of miles under the scorching sun for a stranger, so naturally he will travel across oceans to find the most worthy opponent in pursuit of the sword.

And the person he chose was the legendary sea celestial being who had never been defeated.

It was hard for Lu Xiaofeng to understand that after seeing such a miracle, Ximen Chuuxue still did not change his original intention to fight that woman who could also be called a god.

But he still feels that only such Ximen Chuuxue can be called a sincere and trustworthy person who serves the sword with his body.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at Hua Manlou who had been silent all along, "If I can't put my sword back into its sheath, you don't have to wait any longer."

Lu Xiaofeng still shook his head, "I've been a wanderer for half my life, but I have only one advantage, and that is that I never gamble with my friends' lives."

Ximen Chuuxue stopped talking, and just stared coldly at the vacant seat above the jade steps.

Above the main hall, the four groups of people listened intently to the surrounding voices, and no one dared to move rashly.

Suddenly, an ethereal voice came from the quiet air, "If you want to enter the shrine, look into its heart. Those with bad karma will die, and those with good results will live."

Accompanied by the sound of singing, a white-haired woman in red gauze volleyed with her sword across the hall and slowly landed on the top of the imperial steps.

Waving the tail veil that fell to the ground, Song Ci lightly opened his lips to the dumbfounded visitor and said, "Thank you for waiting."

Turning her gaze, she glanced lightly at everyone's faces, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival this time, and Longxiao Palace should treat the distinguished guests with the best wine and the most delicious food in the world, and show the friendship of the landlord. But I know , just relying on these vulgar things is not worth traveling thousands of miles. That being the case, let’s cut down the gossip and get straight to the point.”

As soon as the words fell, except for Lu Xiaofeng and his party who remained calm, the other two groups of visitors discussed countermeasures in low voices.

The slender fingers dyed with blue kodan lightly brushed the white silk tied around the waist, and Song Ci asked again: "Who wants to be the No.1 of this year's Sea God Festival?"

The man without a beard on the left stood up with a light cough, "It's a blessing to see the palace master today. Our family is ordered to cooperate with Qi Shaobao..."

"Don't say it."

Song Ci said coldly: "I already know what the emperor is thinking. You go back and tell him that if you want to fulfill your wish, you can exchange Zhang Dingsi's head."

The old eunuch hadn't said anything yet, but Qi Jiguang, who was standing behind him, came out angrily and said, "Dare to ask the palace lord, can Mr. Zhang offend you in Longxiao Palace?"

The beauty sitting on the steps smiled lightly, "General Qi, what if I say that Zhang Dingsi is not only a long-time rival with you, but also a scourge that harms the country and the people?"

Qi Jiguang said righteously: "Qi has never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods."

Song Ci couldn't help but raised his head and laughed loudly: "A gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain is a relative! Even for those innocent people who are lingering under the Japanese butcher's knife, you should take care of yourself."

While speaking, she suddenly popped a vermilion pill into the mouth of the famous general, and after the other party swallowed the pill unexpectedly, she smiled lightly at the grieving old eunuch: "By using Qi Shaobao's mortal body, So that His Majesty the Emperor can see if the elixir I have refined is worth the price."

The old eunuch didn't dare to discuss any further, so he could only stay with the general who had inexplicably got good luck with a bitter face.

After solving the minor troubles brought by the court, Song Ci set his sights on the other five people.

Although these people are wearing official uniforms of different grades, they always give people a feeling that they are not enough to cheer up because they are described as wretched and short.

She tapped the delicate handrail inlaid with gold and jade with her fingertips, and said coldly: "Did Nobunaga Oda send you here?"

The man who was the leader among the five felt his heart skip a beat, and he said in broken Central Plains dialect: "This official is entrusted by the Joseon Lee Dynasty to seek medicine for the seriously ill princess. I really don't know who the princess is talking about."

"Ridiculous, deplorable."

Song Ci pointed to the hem of their official robes, "Do you want to know how I recognized you? Because the Japanese's legs are too soft, and they will always kneel under the whip of the ruler of the world."

"idiot!"

The leading man shouted angrily, and tore off the outer official uniform to reveal the hidden ninja costume, "Fight for the honor of Lord Nobunaga and Koga!"

Song Ci didn't look at the hideous-looking assassination team, but clapped his hands towards a corner of the palace, "Ah Jiu, help me get rid of these bedbugs and you've fulfilled the bet ahead of time."

In the shadows that no one noticed, a black-haired man slowly appeared.

His complexion was as pale as snow, but his lips were bright red, reflecting the crazy blood in his pitch-black pupils.

"You'll never get another chance to make me do anything."

The man's tone was as cold as his own.

And this cold sentence is also the last death knell heard by the five Koga ninjas in the world.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Punch Nanshan Nursing Home, kick Beihai Kindergarten. =, =

A day trip to the underwater world, okay~~