First Class Taoist Gate

Looking at Zhang Bairen, the three soldiers outside were shocked. You look at me and I look at you, not knowing what to do.

Everyone is the imperial order officer, and they are also the imperial order officer at the feet of the emperor. Can you kill you if you want? Everyone is a person within the system, who dares to really kill?

Before that, Zhao Dutou was nothing more than a fright. How could he dare to kill the captain of the Military Secret Mansion?

To death Zhao Dutou couldn't believe it, Zhang Bairen actually dared to kill himself.

"Hurry up, do you want this officer to wait for you to collect the corpse?" Zhang Bairen's eyes flashed cold, making the three soldiers and horses retreat like a tide, leaving the ground in chaos in the field.

"Why did you really kill Zhao Dutou? There will be trouble afterwards." Aunt Gongsun was stunned.

Zhang Bairen sneered: "This person deliberately acted on me. Your Majesty has a debate before him."

"Thank you, the governor, but the three Siyamen who killed people will not give up, and the Siyamen will definitely take the opportunity to attack." The class leader gave Zhang Bairen a fist.

Zhang Bairen shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I will naturally solve this trouble for you."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the guards of the Military Secret Mansion who followed: "Tomorrow (Rì) morning, I will send someone into the palace and talk to the empress. I will say that this person attacked and killed the officer without cause, and was shot to death by me. It’s not a problem if I get off. The official has offended too many people, and there is no change with the addition of a three-sect office."

Zhang Bairen has a cold light on his face and makes people move ((滿dàng)dàng).

In fact, the affairs of the Sansiyamen (情qíng) absolutely exceeded Zhang Bairen’s expectations. Looking at the mutilated body, the chief of the Sansiyamen's face was (yinyīn) dark, and beside him was a shivering unfilial son of his own family. .

If you die, you can't hold it down, and the paper can't keep the fire. Sooner or later, this matter will leak out.

In fact, the term "Sansi Yamen" only existed in the Ming Dynasty, but it has already taken shape in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

"Zhang Bairen" Xingbu Shangshu's eyes were full of (yin yīn) sinking: "We shouldn't take this matter. Let this matter be handed over to the clan family to take the lead. The clan family hates Zhang Bairen. Now Zhang Bairen has killed the imperial court official. The big family members will never let it go."

"Father, what should I do?" The dude grumbled.

"You have stayed honestly in the mansion recently and don't go anywhere. Naturally, everything (love qíng) is in charge of the father."

In the second (日) early dynasty, an official told Zhang Bairen to kill an official, and for a while he argued in the hall.

There are those who are blessed, and those who have fallen into the rock. After a long quarrel, there is no answer. Everyone started to fight, and Zhao Dutou was considered dead in vain.

In the Zhang family mansion, the grandmother Gongsun looked at the scenery inside the manor with curiosity, showing admiration: "This mansion is so bold."

"This mansion belongs to a former prince in the past, so the scale is naturally not too small." Zhang Bairen stroked his chin, walked slowly in the manor, leading the Gongsun sisters around, and came to the backyard. Being stuck in the food, Madam Gongsun looked at Zhang Bairen: "The swordsmanship given by Lang Jun is unpredictable. Fortunately, the slave family has some foundation, so I was lucky to have achieved something. Now that I have free time, I will invite Lang Jun. Axe."

After speaking, the grandmother of Gongsun Luo Socks gave birth to dust, took a gentle step out of her feet, and slowly unfolded a sword dance on the pavilion.

Zhang Bairen stood outside the pavilion staring blankly, and after a long time he came back to his senses: "You can turn the sword of murder into art. You have already stepped into the road of kendo. I am not as good as you."

"Concubine (body shēn) dances for Jun, I don't know what Lang Jun thinks?" Aunt Gongsun said with a smile.

Zhang Bairen slapped his palm and praised: "Of course it is good and cannot be better. I have never seen such a beautiful dance. This song should only be seen in the sky."

"Since Lang Jun likes it, the concubine (body shēn) is dancing for Lang Jun." Gongsun Auntie smiled, and a sword dance opened again, flowing clouds and flying sleeves, making people addicted to it.

In the distance, Gongsun Xiaoniang pulled her head out of the food, saw the graceful dance of Gongsun Auntie, and then looked at the obsessed Zhang Bairen, Gongsun Xiaoniang clenched her small white fist: "I also want to learn the sword dance like my sister. My younger brother likes sword dance, and I also want to learn sword dance, not to lose to my sister."

After the sword dance, the grandmother Gongsun was sheathed with her long sword, and she looked at Zhang Bairen with her eyes: "Actually, the little girl is here to discuss the Tao with you today (Rì)."

"On Tao?" Zhang Bairen was taken aback for a moment.

"Comparing swords with you" Aunt Gongsun said with a serious face: "The little girl's sword dance technique has reached a bottleneck, and she is about to compare swords with you to find inspiration for breakthrough."

Zhang Bairen looked at the willows by the pond and stretched out his palms, only to see a wicker twig falling off: "You have this heart, how can I not help you."

"You only use a willow branch, you look down on me too much" Aunt Gongsun pouted.

"For me, it doesn't make much difference whether it is a sword or a willow branch." Zhang Bairen slowly stretched out his palm, and the cold wind roared the willow branch as still as a mountain.

Despite the whistling of the north wind, the wicker was like a stone, unwavering.

Seeing this scene, Aunt Gongsun looked serious. She knew that what Zhang Bairen said was not wrong. It was not that the wicker was aggravated, but that the wicker had already been cut at the moment the cold wind blows, so the wicker was not moved by the cold wind.

The ordinary wicker, in Zhang Bairen's hands, seemed to be the most terrifying murder weapon in the world.

Huh!

Aunt Gongsun in a red dress took out the sword, and in an instant she crossed the space of Zhang Xu and came to Zhang Bairen.

The wicker was pulled out slowly, as if it were slow but fast, as if there was a weird sticking force that actually deflected the long sword that Aunt Gongsun stabbed.

Aunt Gongsun was shocked, Zhang Bairen's swordsmanship was truly unfathomable, not to mention that a willow branch collided with her Bailian sword.

You come and I go, but see the willow branches like a snake, twisting and walking back and forth in the air, ((逼bī)bī) Aunt Gongsun keeps retreating.

"Rain finger soft!" Aunt Gongsun sighed softly after a long time, and stopped her hand movement: "Rain finger soft fruit is really extraordinary."

"Ruozhirou is simple but simple, and difficult to say. If someone gives pointers, you don't have to spend too much effort to practice." Zhang Bairen stopped and did not attack, but explained the practice of Raojirou.

Now that the sword has been refined into silk, it is of little use for me to circumnavigate the finger, but it is the supreme skill for the world's gangsters.

Everyone said that he was walking on the path of the sword fairy, but Zhang Bairen knew about his family affairs, and he did not go on the path of the sword fairy, but the most orthodox Taoist inner alchemy method, the so-called Zhuxian four sword sword embryos, but only auxiliary methods .

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Moreover, he has obtained the secret of becoming a fairy in Guangchengzi, how could he go the way of the sword fairy.

"If you want to practice finger-around softness, you must be rigid to yang, and at the extreme of rigidity to yang, you will enter (yin yīn), (yin yīn), and transform from yang, both rigid and soft. Heart and steel must also be turned into "Ruozhirou" Zhang Bairen explained the principle of "Ruozhirou", which is very simple but few people know and understand.

Even if someone understands it thoroughly and does not practice formulas, it is difficult to practice.

"I have a finger-soft formula here, please listen to it, remember! Remember!" Zhang Bairen looked at Aunt Gongsun, looked at the jade-like face, crystal clear ears, and snorted. When he came out, he immediately moved his heart, and a touch of blush slowly emerged.

After reading a piece of formula, Zhang Bairen looked at Aunt Gongsun: "Have you remembered?"

In the distance, Gongsun Xiaoniang's cheeks bulged, biting the cake fiercely, and seeing the two of them so close, she was immediately jealous, and she looked very cute (爱ài).

Aunt Gongsun turned (shēn) her back to Zhang Bairen, and nodded insignificantly. Zhang Bairen smiled. In fact, although he admired Aunt Gongsun, he didn't think about it. After all, she still has a fiancee slug Zhang Xiaocao. .

"I will tell you the various key points of Rao Zhirou." Zhang Bairen unhurriedly explained the formulas of Rao Zhirou for Aunt Gongsun.

Seeing (日) in the morning, Zhang Bairen said, "It's not too late for us to continue after lunch."

Aunt Gongsun nodded, suddenly as if remembering something, she looked at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes: "There are still three (days), the team will leave Luoyang City."

"Where to go?" Zhang Bairen looked at Aunt Gongsun.

"I don't know" Aunt Gongsun shook her head.