Comprehensive martial arts: Guarding Wudang, stopping Xu Weixiong at the beginning

After handing over the post, the three senior brothers left, and in the pavilion at the foot of the mountain, Lin Xuan was the only one left.

Fortunately, he has been living this kind of life for more than half a year, and he has long been Xi to it, and most of the time, guarding the mountain gate is a very idle thing.

It is only during the New Year's festival that it will be busy, because many pilgrims will go up the mountain to burn incense and pray for blessings.

As usual, practice qi first, breathe and breathe, and when absorbing the morning light, the purple qi between heaven and earth is used to nourish qi and blood.

The fourfold qi refining technique operates, the abdomen swells, and the breath inhales the pure spirit qi, and exhales the turbid qi in the body.

The reciprocating cycle is a small weekly cycle.

However, when refining qi, he will also dedicate a trace of his mind to comprehend the mystery of drawing swords.

The biting cold wind came from the mountain stream, blowing the Dao robe and falling on the body, with a biting chill.

But with the operation of the true qi in the body, this chill was immediately suppressed.

Two hours later, the qi refining was over and the sword training began.

"Snort".

The long sword came out of its sheath, rolled up a cold light, and slashed out towards the air in front of him, and a subtle sound of breaking the air sounded.

Out of the sword

Collect the sword

Sword again

There are no superfluous movements

It is to repeat the action of drawing the sword, over and over again, like a wooden man.

As time goes on, the speed at which the sword is drawn gets faster and faster.

"Is it useful for you to practice swords like this?".

At some point, the girl came to the bottom of the mountain, with a black samurai suit on the inside, a cloak on the outside, and a long sword with a sheath in her hand.

Xu Weixiong looked at the little Taoist priest curiously with a pair of eyes, but the latter did not answer, and did not even turn his head, but just took out the sword over and over again, collected the sword, and then continued to draw the sword.

Wudang is the highest, and the youngest junior uncle walked over with a green cow and looked at Lin Xuan's sword practice.

His brows were also furrowed, revealing a contemplative expression.

Xu Weixiong didn't bother the little Taoist priest to practice swords, but just walked to the stool in the pavilion and sat down.

"Little Taoist, do you know what kind of swordsmanship he is practicing?"

She looked at Lin Xuan's junior uncle.

"Poor Dao really doesn't know. "

The little Taoist priest surnamed Hong shook his head.

"Pretending to be a ghost. "

"It's a mystery. "

Xu Weixiong snorted coldly.

was taken off by Lin Xuanzhen's long sword yesterday, and with her temperament, she was naturally unconvinced.

Therefore, after finishing burning incense and praying for blessings early this morning, I looked for Lin Xuan everywhere, ready to find the field.

It's a pity that I didn't find it after rummaging through Wudang Mountain, and finally I used some means to force the little Taoist surnamed Hong to ask.

"Snort".

"Snort".

Each piece seems to be ordinary, but Lin Xuan needs to condense twelve points of spirit.

Therefore, each sword needs to consume a lot of mind, and it can not hold it in half an hour.

The strength in his body was drained, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

"Snort".

The long sword was put into the sheath, wiping the sweat from his forehead, the young Taoist priest turned his head, looked at the girl in the pavilion, and frowned, "Is there something wrong?"

If he could, Lin Xuan didn't want to have too much intersection with her now, Xu Weixiong's identity was too sensitive.

The closer you get, the easier it is to be swept up in the bloody wind of rivers, lakes and temples, and if you don't pay attention, you don't even know how to die.

"Naturally, I'm here to get back to the field. "

The girl got up and walked out of the gazebo.

"You're no match for me. "

The young Taoist priest shook his head.

Xu Weixiong's heart was filled with a nameless fire, her talent was undoubted, she was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her swordsmanship was even more clever.

When she was in Liangzhou, there were almost no people of the same age who could fight her.

But at this time, the little Taoist priest in front of her was full of contempt for herself, which made her face as cold as frost on the grass and trees.

"You look down on me?".

Xu Weixiong's eyes flashed with a faint killing intent.

"Nope. "

Lin Xuan denied it: "It's just telling the truth." "

The girl laughed angrily, but immediately the laughter stopped abruptly, the long sword in her hand was unsheathed, she stepped out, and stabbed at the little Taoist priest with her sword.

The sword weapon rolled up with a cold light, and the speed was extremely fast.

"The truth always hurts the most. "

He pouted.

"Snort".

The next moment

A long sword came out of her hand, Xu Weixiong's body stopped suddenly, and two inches away from her eyebrows, there was a long sword stopped, and the blade of the sword was cold.

From beginning to end, she didn't see clearly how the little Taoist priest on the other side used his sword.

Just in a flash, the winner was divided.

"Good nephew, be careful, you can't stab. "

Not far away, Wudang's little uncle was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "This is our Wudang's God of Wealth." "

"If you hurt her, you will only have to eat water cabbage for every meal in the future. "

"Do you believe it now?".

Lin Xuan looked at the girl, her body was stiff, and her eyes were slightly dilated.

"Snort".

The sword shook a sword flower and put it in its sheath.

After a while, Xu Weixiong came back to his senses, picked up the long sword, and said calmly: "I lost." "

No matter how high her heart is and how good her talent is, she has to admit that this little Taoist priest of the same age as herself has strong swordsmanship and perverts.

"It must have been made on purpose yesterday. "

As soon as he thought of this, the second county lord of Beiliang itched with hatred, and asked with a dark face, "Why did you let me yesterday?"

"Didn't Uncle Xiao say just now? You are our God of Wealth. "

Lin Xuan's words made her even more angry.

Holding back his anger, he asked again, "What kind of swordsmanship did you use just now?"

"Ordinary swordsmanship. "

The little Taoist priest chuckled.

"Good nephew, don't be angry with her anymore. "

Uncle Xiao leaned over, pointed to the bottom of the mountain and whispered, "There are still five hundred snow dragon riders there." "

"Little Taoist, is the county lord the kind of person who is petty and childish?"

Xu Weixiong snorted coldly: "The skills are not as good as others, there is nothing to say, but this competition is not over yet." "

"What else do you want to compare?".

Lin Xuan was curious.

The girl brushed her sleeves away.

"It's finally gone. "

Uncle Xiao watched her disappear on the path and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Xiao, you actually betrayed me. "

A gloomy voice sounded in his ears, and in the face of Lin Xuan's questioning eyes, Uncle Xiao led the green cow without looking back.

For about half an hour, Xu Weixiong went and returned, and brought piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Little Taoist, I'm not as good as you in swordsmanship, now we don't compare swordsmanship, change to these, can you dare?"

Her eyebrows furrowed.

"Not comparable. "

Lin Xuan shook his head.

It's a pity that he can't compare if he wants to, and in the end, there is no way, Lin Xuan can only bite the bullet.

"You lost. "

"You lost. "

"You lost. "

"You lost. "

In the pavilion, the girl became more and more proud, and Lin Xuan's face became darker and darker.

Several hours passed, and in the evening, the two fought the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs.

There is no doubt about how Lin Xuan can fight against Xu Weixiong, a talented woman, in nine fights.

Except for swordsmanship, the remaining eight were all defeated.

"Little Taoist, what else do you know besides swordsmanship?"

Looking at the deflated little Taoist priest, the girl laughed heartily, and finally raised her eyebrows.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly and simply kept silent.

(Nine watches, with the support of some flower monthly passes).

read books on Friday and have fun!Charge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons!

to rush immediately(Event Period: April 29 to May 3)