Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

　　 Li Xiu paused for a while, looked around without stopping, and went straight out of Wudang.

　　 Among the mountains and forests, Li Xiu was like a mandrill spirit at the foot of the wind, surpassing galloping horses, and even cheetahs, but after a while, he left Wudang from behind Wudang.

After 　　, he circled back to the town and returned to the inn.

　　 Li Xiu had been prepared early. He paid a few months of accommodation in the inn in advance, and explained that it might take more than ten days for him to go out on business, and the room does not need to be cleaned.

　　 So when he returned to the inn, it didn't happen that there was already someone in the room.

　　 At the door of the room, Li Xiu slowly pushed the door. After stepping forward, he first glanced at the right door inwardly. The small wooden stubble on the door frame was still there.

　　 This was also what he had prepared before. If someone who didn't know came into his room in the past ten days, the small wood stubble would never be far away.

　　 Entering the house and inserting the door, Li Xiu glanced at the window again, and there was no sign of prying, then he was relieved.

　　 before taking a break, he leaned over and removed a plank from under the bed, took out the two secret books and his remaining belongings from under it, and held it in his arms.

　　 Then he asked the store to clean the room, changed the tea, and set up a table of cauliflower to feast on.

　　 In the past ten days, although I have been protected by the Nine Suns Scriptures, I have survived after eating some wild vegetables, but after I get out of the cliff, I have to eat some normal food.

After drinking and eating, Li Xiu lay in bed and began to study two secret books carefully.

　　 An unnamed swordsmanship, and a seven wound fist.

　　Although Li Neng used the Qishang Fist to press the fireman's head at the bottom of the cliff, it does not mean that Li Xiu entered the door on the Qishang Fist.

　　 The power actually depends on the tyranny of Jiuyang Zhenqi, and the others are just the slightest moves and the way of exerting force with some Qishang Quan.

　　 He thought for a moment in his head, and finally put down the Qishang Fist, focusing on the nameless sword in his hand.

　　 It's not that Li Xiu despised the Qishang Quan, but Li Xiu valued the Qishang Quan more than the nameless swordsmanship in his hand.

　　 I deliberately talked about the side-knack a few days ago. He also heard some rumors about the Kongtong school from the people of the quack.

　　 The founder of the Kongtong School, Mu Lingzi, walked the rivers and lakes in his early years because of these Qishang Quans and few opponents in the world, so he established the Qishang Quan as a Zhenpai martial arts school.

　　 After learning the Nine Suns Scriptures, Li Xiu is no longer the martial arts novice, and has a new understanding of the Qishangquan cheats.

　　 Qishangquan is definitely a very meaningful and subtle martial arts. After deepening it, it can produce rigid and soft strength at the same time, and even seven different strengths.

　　 is good at urging the enemy's lungs, **** is complex, flickering, and the power of change is terrifying.

　　 is definitely not as unbearable as in the original novel like the Kongtong Five Elders.

　　 Li Xiu thought that Zhang Wuji would seldom use Qishangquan afterwards. It was not because this martial arts was too weak, but because it was too powerful and cruel.

　　 As soon as he shoots, he rushes to the most fragile viscera. Even if the boxer does not immediately die and luckily survives, he will be frail and sick all his life.

　　 How can the indecisive, kind and generous Zhang Wuji make it?

　　 As for the Kongtong Wulao's seven wound punches, I don’t even mention it. If I don’t have enough internal strength to practice hard, I really hurt the enemy first and hurt myself. It’s funny.

　　 Although Qishangquan has many advantages, there is also a difficulty that is very difficult to practice.

　　 The air movement diagram is complicated, and the various types of fist strength are difficult to control. It is really not a martial arts that can be mastered in a short time, so he will focus on this nameless sword technique.

　　 On the other hand, this nameless sword technique in his hand is just subtle and complicated.

　　 For Li Xiu, who has a clear mind and a clear mind at the back of the Great Nine Suns Scriptures, it only takes a short time to fully grasp and exert his great power.

　　 As for the more powerful Qishang Quan, which hindered Li Xiu's conspiracy plan, it can only be said later.

　　 After a month, the season has gradually reached deep spring, and the weather has gradually warmed up.

　　 is still the best restaurant in the town at the foot of Wudang. Li Xiu, who is still on the second floor next to the window, wears a thin ice-white robe with a bamboo hairpin tied to his head and steps on black cloud boots, is enjoying himself.

　　 This month he was completely different from before, and he lived as if he really was a family son who went out to play.

　　 It's not that Li Xiu lost his enterprising spirit after obtaining the truth, but his ambition never ceased.

　　 He wants to be the best player in the world.

　　 The kind worthy of the name is not the kind that can be made by suffering or dying Zhang Sanfeng.

　　 There was a hustle and bustle on the street downstairs, and then passers-by stopped and talked a lot, which also attracted Li Xiu's idea.

　　 On the main road of the small town, a group of people came from the entrance of the town. Twenty to thirty people, all of whom were young women dressed in white clothes and holding swords in their hands.

　　 faintly guarded a delicate carriage in the middle of the team, as if there were some important people in it.

　　 Li Xiu leaned against the window and took another sip of the wine. He knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived.

　　 At this time, in this pomp, there is no doubt that Zhou Zhiruo, a major disciple of the Emei Sect, came to visit Wudang.

　　 "The seven-year period has come. Did you come to Wudang to retrieve the Yitian Sword?"

　　 Li Xiu muttered to himself, and then an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　 An hour later, in the Hall of Wudang Zhenwu, disciples of Emei stood on both sides, and a woman in white and covered with gauze slowly walked in.

　　 Although not the full picture, the beauty of the beautiful eyebrows made Zhang Wuji and Song Qing's eyes stunned, and their eyes unconsciously followed the woman.

　　 The slightly fat veteran Taoist leader Wudang Six Heroes stood and waited.

　　 Untidy Taoist Zhang Sanfeng, the number one master in the world, people in the world do not know how many people admire and awe.

　　 It is naturally not worth seeing Zhang Sanfeng to talk about a younger generation Zhou Zhiruo, but it is natural not to be negligent when he came on behalf of one of the six major factions, especially the Emei faction.

The word 　　 Emei, it is related to a person and a woman, so Zhang Sanfeng has to have something special in it.

　　 Thinking about it, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes seemed to see the bright and smart woman again.

　　 That happened nearly a hundred years ago, when he was still called Zhang Junbao, a Shaolin handyman, and a young man.

　　 When Huashan first saw him, he was injured in a fight with someone. The girl saw that the wound on his hand was bleeding, so she took out a handkerchief from her arms and bandaged him.

　　 The girl saw the wound in his hand and thought that the person in her heart was wandering in the rivers and lakes, fearing suffering, she couldn't help crying. Seeing the woman in front of her was so sad, he also couldn't say anything for some reason.

　　 That time he looked at her eyebrows so close, and since then, he has lived in someone in his heart.

　　 I met again at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. The little girl has already turned into a beautiful woman. She went to Shaolin to find out the whereabouts of the person in her heart through the colorless Zen master, but she was disappointed and returned.

　　 When the woman went down the mountain, he kept following behind after four or five steps, never dared to step forward and didn't know what to say.

　　 Fortunately, the woman looked back at him and recognized the injured boy who was on Mount Hua three years ago.

　　 The woman asked him if he came down the mountain to send her off. He was caught off guard and blushed in response.

　　 The woman took out a pair of iron arhats from her arms and gave it to him. The boy later learned that it was given to her by Zen Master Wu Se on her sixteenth birthday because of the love of her heart.

　　 It may be that Zen Master Wu Se did not find out the whereabouts of the person in his heart, and gave it to him when he was disappointed and heartbroken.

　　 "Let's leave it alone, there will be a period later."

　　 The third time I met is also the last time I met.

　　 A few days later, he was framed for stealing Shaolin martial arts and was chased by Shaolin.

　　 was in a disaster, UU read www.uukanshu.com panic, but couldn't think of meeting a woman again.

　　 In order to protect the two of them, his master, Jueyuan, put him and her into an iron bucket, rushed for dozens of miles, and finally exhausted his energy and sat incarnation.

　　His only relative in the world is gone. When the woman saw that he was young and lonely and miserable, she gave the gold bracelet on her wrist and asked him to go to Xiangyang to find her father and mother to shelter him.

　　 is another sentence, don’t pass it, there will be a period later.

　　 But this time, it was not just a few days, but a hundred years in a lifetime.

　　 The rivers and lakes are so big, how small the two are, and if they don’t, they will never see each other.

　　 Later, the woman wandered the rivers and lakes for several years, trying to find no one in her heart. Da Che Dawu became a monk in Emei and established the Emei School.

　　 It was a coincidence that he also became a Taoist priest and founded Wudang.

　　 A long companion of blue lanterns, and a devoted cultivator, but I don’t know if I really see through the love of Hongchen?

　　The legend of the rivers and lakes meets at Fengling Ferry. Since then, Guo Xiang has searched the rivers and lakes without seeing Yang Guo, and has missed his life.

　　 Didn't he have met three times, and the love went deeper and deeper without knowing it, dreaming for a hundred years.

　　 One hundred years later, he is Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, and he has a great reputation. Everyone in the arena does not know who does not know. A martial arts to reach the realm, looking at who is fighting against the world.

　　 How can a heroic hero compare with me!

　　 His mind fell into reminiscence, and he couldn't help but breathe violently, but he sighed again in an instant, his expression was a little lonely, he couldn't help turning around to cover up his emotions.

　　 "Yes, that's Yang Guo, how can I compare."

　　 After a hundred years in a hurry, he again mentioned the woman with bright eyes, white teeth, witty and chic. Besides saying that Emei sent Guo Xiang's heroine to me in his early years, what else can I say when I have a relationship with her.

　　 The distance of four or five steps ended up in a lifetime...