The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

On the 19th, on the ring, came an eminent monk, who was the Master Miaodi of the Shaolin School.

This Master Miaodi is proficient in martial arts, not only proficient in Shaolin unique skills, but also has a great research on martial arts in the world.

Master Miaodi proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "I have been under the ring for six days, and my lord's martial arts are truly astonishing!

There are not only the long-lost supernatural powers of flicking fingers, one yang finger, eighteen dragon-subduing palms, etc., but also various stunts of my Shaolin!There are more martial arts, even the old monk can't name them!

Such a wide range of martial arts is actually gathered in one person, and it's not just that they have just tasted it, but they are proficient in it!This is incredible! "

Zhao Qiu laughed "hehe", of course he would not say that these martial arts are all obtained from his travels in various worlds.

Afterwards, Zhao Qiu's moves were like lightning, full of Shaolin 72 stunts.

In the past, in Shaolin, he used these 72 unique skills one by one to the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk was even on par with Zhao Qiu.

Today's Zhao Qiu is even more powerful. How can he be compared with the sweeping monk.

What's more, his opponent is Zhao Qiu.

Zhao Qiu suddenly punched and pointed with both hands, and kicked occasionally, all of them went out into the void.

Waves of soft qi, like a spring breeze blowing.

The breeze transformed by strands of true energy gently patted on Miaodi's body.

Miao Di turned over and rolled on the ground, trying to avoid the strands of true energy.

However, no matter how hard he tried his best, he still couldn't escape.

This wisp of gentle innocence

Miao Di's mind was shaken, and he couldn't stop for a long time.

"Who is your honor? He is proficient in 72 unique skills of this school!"

Zhao Qiu smiled slightly and said, "I thank Yanke! The Honghua Lianyuan family is proficient in martial arts all over the world, and I know the 72 unique skills of your school, so what's so special about it?"

"you..."

Master Miaodi knew that the other party was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute.

Zhao Qiu said again: "Soon, a divine skill of the current world will appear in the world. At that time, someone will invite you and Taoist Master Yucha to unlock it! Perhaps, there is only that magical skill in the world that can be compared with what I have learned. Let's fight!"

Master Miaodi and Priest Yucha both stood on the spot dumbfounded.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qiu didn't say any more, and took out three black iron tokens from his bosom, and said: "I made three black iron tokens. After 28 years, anyone who holds this token to Motianya will be able to do so within the scope of my ability." Within a few days, one wish of the bearer must be fulfilled!"

After a pause, he said again: "For those who hold this order, the martial arts in the world that I am proficient in can also be taught according to my ability! Even if I am asked to open up his second branch of Ren Du, it is not necessary!"

Afterwards, he took out three exquisite black iron tokens from his pocket, and threw them among the crowd.

Those three black iron tokens immediately ushered in a frantic rush.

"Tsk tsk..."

Amidst a burst of strange laughter, Zhao Qiu's body soared into the air, took 37 steps in the air, and crossed away in the air.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu hook frost and snow bright. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars.

Killing a person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles.Hello.

After drinking in Xinling, I took off my sword and crossed my knees.Zhu Hai will be roasted, and Hou Ying will be persuaded with a glass of wine.

Three cups of turmoil, the five mountains are light.After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Rescue Zhao Huijin Hammer, Handan was shocked first.Qianqiu two strong men, Xuan He Daliang City.

Even if you die as a hero, you will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world.Who can write Your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra? "

Although the people are far away, a line of poetry comes from afar, shaking everyone's eardrums in the field.

From then on, the legend of "Xie Yanke", a generation of eccentric motian laymen, has been left in the rivers and lakes.

***

Spring goes and autumn comes, and in a blink of an eye, seventeen or eighteen years have passed.

Most of the time, Zhao Qiu lived in seclusion on Motianya, meditating and practicing Qi every day.

Occasionally, I ran to the depths of the great desert. In the center of the desert, there was only rolling yellow sand, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

In the middle of the billowing yellow sand, there was a tiny figure.

That figure danced, punched and kicked, followed by great force.

Waves of true energy overflowed from his body.

This small and insignificant figure in the sky and the earth actually set off yellow sand all over the sky.

If someone saw it, they would definitely think that this figure was a fairy.

Occasionally, Zhao Qiu also sneaked into the sea.

With one punch and one kick, it was pushed vigorously, setting off a big wave.

Even the sharks and whales in the sea hurried away when they saw it.

So far, the human power has reached its limit, and even far exceeded the limit of ordinary people.

***

On this day, Zhao Qiu felt something in his heart and immediately went down Motianya.

***

Twelve miles from the east gate of Kaifeng, there is a small town of Hou Jianji.

This small town got its name from Hou Ying.

Hou Ying, a native of Wei State during the Warring States Period, had a poor family, and became a small official in the Daliang prison when he was old.

Lord Xinling, the younger brother of the King of Wei, came to visit admiringly. He personally held the bridle and drove the chariot to welcome him as the guest.

Qin rushed to attack Zhao and besieged Handan, the capital of Zhao. Zhao asked Wei to rescue him.

The King of Wei ordered General Jin Bi to lead an army of one hundred thousand to rescue Zhao, but stopped the troops halfway.

Hou Ying offered a plan and stole the military talisman. Lord Xinling seized power as a general and rescued Zhao but Qin.

Hou Ying felt that he had been disloyal to the King of Wei, so he died of suicide.

There is a mountain in the east of Daliang City, which is flat and flat, called Yishan, and the east gate is called Yimen.

In the evening of this day, the villagers who came to the market from all over the place were carrying their own burdens and carrying baskets, returning one after another, when suddenly there was a faint sound of horseshoes in the northeast corner.

The sound of hooves was approaching, it turned out to be a large group of people, at least two hundred riders, the sound of hooves galloped, and the riders galloped.

Everyone looked at each other and said, "Probably the officers and soldiers have arrived."

Some said: "Get out of the way, the officers and soldiers rushed over and kicked over the load, that's all, I trampled you to death, and I deserve it."

There were bursts of whistling mixed with the sound of hoofbeats.

After a while, Hu whistle echoed east and west, and south and north made peace, and there were whistles in all directions, which seemed to surround the Hou Jian group.

Everyone turned pale in shock, and some people who had more knowledge couldn't help muttering in their hearts: "Could it be that they are robbers?"

Everyone was frightened for a while, if the robbers came, they would not only rob property, but also take people's lives with their sharp swords.

It was a group of people from the world who came.

This group of people from the rivers and lakes turned out to be looking for someone, an old cake seller.

It seems that the old man selling cakes is not really selling cakes, he is also a person from the rivers and lakes, his name is Wu Daotong.

After Wu Daotong died, a group of people from all walks of life began to search his body, followed by the sesame seed shop, and searched it upside down, even the bricks in the ground were dug up and checked one by one.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

In the dusk, a filthy little hand sneaked over from the corner of the street, grabbed a biscuit by the gutter, and slowly withdrew its hand.

This is a little beggar aged twelve or thirteen.

This young beggar, because of his extreme hunger, picked up a sesame seed baked by Wu Daotong from among the rubble after the fight.

Wu Daotong, who died just now, suddenly came back to life at this moment, groping for the biscuits scattered all over the place.

After he found the little beggar, he knew that the little beggar had eaten sesame seeds, so he tried to break the little beggar's abdomen with a hook, but finally died of serious injuries.

***

Afterwards, Shi Qing, the black and white swords of Jiangnan Xuansu Village, and Min Rou and his wife rode the black horse of "Dark Cloud Covering Snow" and the white horse of "Black Hoofed Jade Rabbit" respectively, and appeared in Hou Jianji.

But Wu Daotong was already dead, so he caught up with Zhou Mu and others in Jindao Village who had left not long ago, and found a package from Zhou Mu that he had found on Wu Daotong.

At this time, An Fengri, the owner of Jindao Village, led his people to come and fight hard. Both sides returned disappointed because Zhou Mu got only three copper coins.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Shi Qing and his wife returned to Hou Jianji and searched Wu Daotong carefully, but they still found nothing.

When Min Rou saw the little beggar who had just woken up after being frightened, she felt pity for him, and gave him a piece of silver and left.

The little beggar ate the cake, but his teeth were almost broken by a piece of black iron hidden in the cake. This was the treasure that everyone was looking for, the Black Iron Token.

So the little beggar was surrounded by the Xueshan faction who had just arrived, the Jindaozhai who came again, and Shi Qing and his wife. They all stretched out their hands to the beggar, asking for treasures from him.

"Little brother, give it to me!"

A group of people waited to restrain each other, no one dared to snatch it, knowing that as long as whoever used the force first, others would immediately attack him, and he only hoped that the little beggar would voluntarily hand over the iron piece to himself.

How did the little beggar know that what these ten people want is this little piece of iron that almost broke his teeth, even though he has stopped crying at this moment, he is at a loss, tears are rolling in his eyes , can flow again at any time.

Suddenly a deep voice said: "Give it to me!"

A figure flashed into the circle, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took the iron piece from the little beggar's hand.

"lay down!"

"What are you doing?"

"So bold!"

"Bastard!" Amidst the chorus of curses, nine long swords and a golden knife greeted the figure at the same time.

An Fengri was the closest to the little beggar, he swung his golden saber, and with a move of "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun", he slashed at the little beggar's head.

The disciples of the Xueshan sect were well practiced, they struck out at the same time, and the seven swords pierced the man in seven different directions, so that he could avoid the shoulder, avoid the thigh, block the attack from the middle, and could not take off the sword in the upper circle. .

Shi Qing and Min Rou couldn't see who was coming for a moment, and if they refused, they ordered the killer to take his life. The two swords circled each other in half circles, and the sword light was bright, covering him under Xuansu's two swords.

But seeing that figure, sleeves fluttering, An Fengri, Xueshan disciples, and Shi Qing and Min Rou's couple were all swept away by a huge force.

At this moment, everyone could see clearly the appearance of the person who came.

It was a face with delicate features, and it seemed to be only about 20 years old, but a pair of deep eyes seemed to be filled with endless desolation and wisdom.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, with a slender figure, she exudes a strange and treacherous charm.

The man smiled slightly and said, "There is nothing special about my Black Tie Token! Why should you risk your life to snatch it!"

"Many years ago, I met you in the arena! You...you...you are that Motian layman! No.1 in the world, Xie Yanke!"

A white-haired old man said tremblingly, with fear or joy in his eyes.

"Why? After so many years, you still look like a young man?"

Xie Yanke didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went straight to the little beggar.