Alienated Martial Arts

In the wilderness under the winter night, the fog is deep and the moonlight is hazy.

There was another cry from the north, the sound was sharp and shrill, like the cry of ghosts.

A figure was erratic among them.

Xu Yin is like a swimming fish, swimming silently in the depths of the white mist. Although it is extremely fast, it does not cause much movement, giving people a sense of agility and etherealness.

His goal is very clear. He only needs to follow the traces left by the three people in front of him, and he can continue to pursue it without worrying about losing his direction.

Finally, Xu Yin saw the outline of the city wall. Covered by the night and fog, it looked a bit vague and ever-changing.

At this moment, all traces left came to an abrupt end.

Instead, there are broken soil slopes, deep ravines, and pits of all sizes.

"That man was caught up here by Mr. Su and Bai Ruo."

Xu Yin stopped in front of the mostly collapsed soil slope, looked at the city wall in front of him which was not far away, and slowly exhaled a hot white breath, "However, he can still run so far despite suffering internal injuries. , which is also extremely difficult.”

He carefully explored his surroundings and sighed involuntarily.

"But with the joint efforts of martial arts masters and swordsmanship masters, this person is afraid of danger, so after finally finding a clue about Sun Xiyue, we have to cut it off again."

"Taoist Master has said before that my character is sometimes too cautious. In most cases, this is an advantage and I won't make any major mistakes in my work.

But sometimes, being too cautious means looking forward and backward easily, and you will miss good opportunities.

If I had made a decisive decision at that time and chased him together, I might have been able to capture him alive and interrogate him to find out more information about Sun Xiyue, so that would be..."

"kindness!?"

Xu Yin's expression suddenly condensed, and his eyes fell on an area buried by the collapsed earth slope.

With increasingly serious doubts, he immediately carefully cleaned the area, not missing any clues.

Xu Yin threw away a few fragmentary things in his hand, wiped the stains and blood on his fingertips, his eyes were sparkling, and he stood silently and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he moved again.

With the doubts that I had thought about before, I started a second more detailed exploration based on the battle traces left on the ground.

It wasn't until he dug two holes smaller than the size of the cup rim and found two Qingfeng handles, one long and one short, that he connected all the fragmentary clues and gradually sketched out a connected picture in his mind. picture.

Time passed little by little.

After a long time, Xu Yin suddenly let out a long sigh and slowly stood up straight.

"Unexpectedly, with Mr. Su's state of mind like a dry well, Bai Ruo's clear sword heart, which he had worked hard to cultivate, would be blinded by the anger of hatred.

Su Lao and Bai Ruo have been together day and night for more than twenty years. They have extremely rich experience in fighting the enemy together, and the effect they can achieve is far beyond that of other martial arts and kendo masters.

So I can't figure out why they gave up joining forces and insisted on confronting that person one after another. The final result was that both of them died, and not even the whole body was left behind. "

After a moment of silence, he frowned tightly and sighed again.

"But even so, the man's scheming and strength in being able to escape from the banquet hall and then seize the opportunity to defeat Mr. Su and Bai Ruo are enough to make people feel frightened.

Even Sun Xiyue, who had rebelled against the family and had the mysterious and mysterious features of Grand Supreme Feng Zhen and a group of senior brothers and sisters, might not be able to achieve this level. "

At this moment, Xu Yin was a little hesitant.

After another period of silent thinking, he finally had the idea of ​​leaving.

Su Lao and Bai Ruo were already dead, and no obvious traces could be found behind them, so there was no point in continuing to pursue them in the vast wilderness.

It would be better to seize the time and return to the mountain gate, report the matter to the Lord, and hear what the old man means.

Thinking of this, Xu Yin put away the mandarin duck sword named Crescent Moon, took one last look at the blurry city wall standing in front of him, and was about to turn around and leave.

The cold wind stirs the mist, bringing a slightly different atmosphere.

Just after descending the collapsed slope, Xu Yin stopped without warning and looked into the darkness behind him.

"This feeling, is it another martial arts master who is transformed into a human being?"

He held his breath and gathered his energy to feel carefully.

Uh-huh...

Deep in Xu Yin's consciousness, there seemed to be blue lotuses blooming silently, and then quietly disappearing the next moment.

And just as the flowers were blooming and falling, the vague aura was quickly becoming clear.

"On the outskirts of the capital, the most benign place in the Great Zhou Dynasty, a Grandmaster Qinglian actually appeared?"

"This person came here late at night, and he must have been attracted by the news of the previous grandmaster battle."

"I was hesitating by the slope just now, but I lost the best opportunity to escape."

Xu Yin calmed down his thoughts and calmed down. A figure with a high crown and a high-gown uniform was reflected in his eyes, and he came closer quietly.

"I heard from Yan and met Master Xuyin."

The tall-guanbo figure bowed slightly, with a peaceful smile on his face.

Xu Yin's heart suddenly sank. He could sense that it was Grandmaster Qinglian who was coming, but he did not expect that it was Qinglian Zuoshi who had heard his name for a long time but had never seen him in person.

But on the surface, he still maintained his proper magnanimity.

He responded with a calm expression, "It turns out that Ambassador Wen Zuo came in person, which surprised me a little."

"Master Xu Palace surprised me even more."

Wen Yan's face was expressionless and his tone was cold, "I was sleepless late at night and followed the sound, but I saw an unexpected scene."

Speaking of this, his eyes fell on Xu Yin's waist, staring at the Crescent Sword that had been sheathed, "The Master of Xu Palace killed both Mr. Bai Ruo and Mr. Su with his own power. He is truly worthy of being the head of the seven sects and the number one sect.”

Xu Yin sighed lowly, "I said that I was actually just passing by. Wen Zuozhi probably wouldn't believe it."

"Now that things have happened, whether I believe it or not, it actually doesn't mean much anymore."

Wen Yan shook his head and slowly exhaled a breath, "Since both his left and right arms are dead, then Prince Yan should also die in the hands of your Xuanwu Dao."

Having said this, he suddenly took a step back and disappeared into the dark mist.

Only the voice full of murderous intent was left echoing in the same place, "I have harmed the Saint, and also brought Prince Yan, who we conspired to cooperate with, to death. This kind of resentment cannot be washed away by the rivers."

Even if Qi Taiquan himself is here today, I want to learn his unique Xuanwu skills! "

Xu Yin's eyebrows were beating wildly, and before Qing Lian Zuo Shi finished speaking, he made an immediate decision and took action first.

The Xuanwu shadow appeared in the void, but was enveloped by the blooming blue lotus. The originally calm wilderness once again erupted with thunder.

After the tea time, blood surged from Xu Yin's mouth and he staggered back.

In the end, he couldn't even stabilize his body and fell down in the mud, holding his chest and gasping for air.

The mist surged, and Wen Yan slowly approached.

Although his face was a little bleak, he was much better than Xu Yin who got up and was seriously injured.

"Since the beginning of Taixuan Mountain, everything has gone wrong for me. It can be said that I suffered a disastrous defeat. However, I was able to capture a Xuanwu Grandmaster tonight and finally recovered some losses."

Xu Yin struggled to get up, but his vision suddenly turned black, and he fell limply to the ground, falling into a deep coma.

A moment later, Yu Wenshang came closer, kneeling on one knee with a fanatical look on his face, "Master Zuo is so powerful that he can easily take down Grandmaster Xuanwu. His subordinates have no idea..."

"Okay, don't say this kind of thing in front of me from now on."

Wen Yan waved his hand, his voice sounded cold and indifferent, but there was no anger on his face, "If you want to flatter me, why not help me think about how to change the current chaotic and bleak situation."

Yu Wenshang raised his head and said cautiously, "I do have an idea, but I don't know whether to talk about it or not."

"Having an idea is better than having no idea. Tell me now. Even if you are wrong, I will forgive you."

"Yes, I would like to thank Zuo for your magnanimity."

He was silent for a moment, and then slowly told what he had discussed with Wei Tao that night, "According to my subordinates, the problem that your Excellency needs to solve most at the moment is not external, but within the Holy Religion."

Wen Yan's eyes flashed, "Oh? Don't beat around the bush, just say what you have to say."

"Yes, Mr. Zuo, my subordinates believe that even if Prince Yan dies, at most it will only cut off some help for us, and the foundation is still weak and the help is not stable, so it cannot be considered a loss.

The real loss is Saint Su, because she is related to your future in the Holy Religion, so the top priority is to find a new Saint to replace Saint Su. "

"Yu Wen is right. Prince Yan doesn't care whether he dies or not. After I captured the master of Xuanwu Hall tonight, I will have follow-up considerations. If the implementation goes smoothly, it will not only allow us to escape safely, but also cause greater chaos in the imperial sect. Bureau."

Wen Yan nodded slightly, but secretly sighed, "As for the selection of saints of our religion, I have also thought about it, but it would be unreasonable to find a qualified candidate saint in a hurry and train it from scratch. What’s the easy thing?”

Yu Wenshang thought for a moment and said, "Sir Zuo Shi, I have thought of a ready candidate, but I don't know if he is suitable."

"I have been busy with other things recently, using Prince Yan's banner to plant nails in the capital, and I haven't calmed down to seriously consider this matter."

Wen Yan smiled with encouragement and approval, "Who is the ready candidate you mentioned, Yuwen?"

Yu Wenshang lowered his voice and said, "Taoist disciple of Dingxuan Sect, Yun Hong."

"Dingxuan Yunhong?"

Wen Yan frowned and fell into thought, "Due to Elder Gong's relationship, although Yun Hong is related to the sect, he is not a disciple personally trained by the sect.

What's more, she was born in the Dingxuan Mountain Sect and has the status of a disciple of the sect. What do you think about making her a candidate for a saint? "

"What my subordinates are thinking is that Yunhong has enough talent and qualifications, and we have the leverage, so no matter what her background is, as long as she can be guaranteed to be loyal to Master Zuo, we can consider giving it a try.

What's more, she has no foundation in the Holy Religion. Even if she becomes a candidate saint, she can only rely on Master Zuo to act.

Let’s not talk about whether she will obey the advice, at least she won’t be like Saint Su, who has her own ideas on many things, and even has conflicts with adults. "

Wen Yan was silent for a long time, and then suddenly said, "You will stay with me during this period. After you return to the land of the past, you can go to a secret place to practice in seclusion for a period of time to improve your strength."

"I would like to thank you, Master Zuo, for your support!"

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A few days later.

An explosive news swept through the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Xuanwu Tao sent out its masters to kill Prince Yan's right-hand man in the wilderness.

Prince Yan himself, the princess, and the prince's son have all disappeared, and their lives and deaths are unknown.

The junior brother of Master Xuanwu Qi and Master Xu Yin of Xuanwu Hall also disappeared after this battle, and no one saw him again.

Immediately afterwards, another secret message came from the mouth of a close subordinate of Prince Yan.

That was two days before Prince Yan disappeared, he indeed invited Xu Yin, the master of Xuanwu Hall, and went out of the city to meet him.

A huge upheaval ensued.

First, an imperial edict was issued from the inner palace that had been closed for a long time, knocking Prince Yan's power, which was already on the verge of collapse, into dust.

In an instant, the trees fell and the hozens scattered, and a large number of officials were imprisoned, and many of them confiscated their homes and exterminated their clans.

The vacant position attracted more people's covetous attention. For a time, there was a surge of excitement inside and outside the court, and there were countless overt and covert fights.

Later, Qi Taiquan, the master of Xuanwu Taoism, came to Beijing to meet the saint. After some unknown secret talks, the rumors that Xuanwu Taoist assassinated the prince and interfered in the government were no longer mentioned, and the tense atmosphere between the sect and the court tended to ease.

However, there are still many gossips flying all over the sky, and various conspiracy theories emerge one after another. Xuanwu Dao, the number one among the seven sects, is so troubled that it has to close its doors and wait for the situation to subside.

Under such circumstances, the group entered the capital quietly.

Walking along the long street that runs through the central axis, Wu Qingxuan looked at the familiar environment around him, and then thinking about his experiences during this period, he even felt like he was in another world.

Not long after, she stopped in front of a heavily guarded mansion, looking at the plaque of Prince Cheng's mansion in trance, and didn't speak for a long time.

A few steps back, Wei Tao stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes half-open and half-closed, silently lost in thought.

Wu Qingxun and Wu Qingyan were still accompanying them. Their eyes were a little brighter than before, and they were no longer confused and confused at the beginning.

A eunuch in charge of the prince's palace happened to wander out. He wanted to see which young man from this family was so ignorant that he dared to lead a group of capable men in black to the prince's palace.

But after seeing the appearance of the woman in the front clearly, he was suddenly startled and blinked in disbelief. Then he rolled over and knelt on the ground, kneeling forward and kowtowing.

"My servant pays homage to the princess and is so happy to see His Highness return safely. I feel as if I am in a dream."

Wu Qingxuan asked, "Where is my father? Where is he now?"

"Returning to Your Highness, soon after His Highness left the capital, the prince took charge of the palace guard and just started to return home the day before yesterday..."

As the eunuch in charge spoke, he motioned to open the middle door and welcomed everyone in.

From the beginning to the end, he secretly looked at Wei Tao more than once. After much thought, he could not figure out which nobleman's son this was. He actually made the two young highnesses follow the same steps as his followers, and even looked at their expressions and even enjoyed it.

It is getting late and the night is getting darker.

The gate of the palace was closed tightly, and there was joy inside.

The safe return of the three His Highnesses is a great joy for everyone.

My heartstrings, which had been tense for who knows how many days, were finally able to relax at this moment. A large sum of money was also given out from the princess's room. Almost everyone had a share, and they were even more happy and excited than during the Chinese New Year.

After seeing off the last concubine who came to visit, Wu Qingxuan suddenly felt a little tired.

When she returned home, she naturally put on a mask and became the Princess Qingxuan she always was in the eyes of others. Instead, she lost the relaxation and freedom she had enjoyed on the way back from Qizhou.

Looking at the bright full moon above her head, she suddenly thought of Wei Daozi. She wondered if he was looking up at the stars like her, with inexplicable thoughts.

However, as he said in previous chats, whether it is the court or the world, it is actually a big prison. Everyone wears their own shackles and is struggling to find a way to escape. Who can get the true of freedom.

Inside the Qingfeng Pavilion, the lights are brightly lit.

Wei Tao followed Elder Wan and Elder Chong, and under the guidance of the young eunuch, came to the door of the two-story attic.

A middle-aged man in casual clothes stood up immediately and walked over quickly.

He seemed to have the aura of someone who had been in a position of power for a long time, but his face was a little gloomy, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and he was extremely tired and weak.

Wei Tao quickly averted his gaze and followed the two elders in bowing.

Prince Cheng returned the gift and sighed with emotion, "Thanks to the help of the two elders and Daozi, the little girl Quanzi was sent back safely, which relieved me from the anxiety that kept me awake day and night."

An old man stood behind Prince Cheng, his cloudy eyes sweeping over Elder Wan and Elder Chong.

Then he cast his gaze on Wei Tao, and a faint light flashed across his body, showing a look of surprise and confusion.

The old man remained calm and took another look.

Instead of alleviating, the doubts in my heart became more intense.

As one of the masters who sits in the Four Elephants Hall and protects the safety of the palace, he has been practicing the Qi-Wang technique passed down by the emperor for a long time. Even if he meets other masters, he can casually spy on the other party's details.

However, even he couldn't understand the young Yuan Daozi.

At first glance, the other party seems to be of an ordinary mystical level, not worthy of any more attention.

However, using the Qi-gazing technique, the old man suddenly felt a majestic pressure coming towards his face.

It was as if he was facing a terrifying and powerful man who had been killed for a long time. His whole body was surrounded by blood, surging and burning, and there were even shrill wails that seemed to be absent, lingering silently in his ears.

"This feeling actually reminds me of Ning Xuanzhen, the master of the Yuan Dynasty back then. But at that time, he had already become a martial arts master. He carried out bloody killings in Qizhou and stabilized the dangerous situation of Qinglin Mountain."

"There are also these wailing sounds that scare me a little. Could it be that this Qinglin Mountain Taoist has also killed martial arts masters with his own hands, and more than one!?"

"He is clearly only in the Mystical Realm, how is this possible?"

"Could it be that in recent days, in order to deal with the chaos in the capital, and in the past few days, I faced Xuanwu Taoist Master Qi Taiquan in the palace, and the pent-up pressure was so great that I fell into a trance?"

The old man quietly retracted his gaze, thoughts surged in his heart, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

With a calm expression and a smile on his face, Wei Tao slowly walked into the Qingfeng Pavilion and sat down in front of the table filled with delicious food.

He had just endured it again and again, and then he could barely restrain his mysterious thoughts that almost exploded.

He didn't break out on the spot under the old guy's weird eyes, which ruined the usual harmony between Prince Cheng and Qinglin Mountain.

If he wasn't in the palace, if no one else was present, he didn't know if he could suppress the inexplicable anger, and he would have a life-and-death fight with this old gentleman.

The atmosphere at the table was harmonious and warm.

Prince Cheng told some anecdotes about the capital and outside, and Elder Wan told some interesting stories about the sect's practice. Both of them were masters of livening up the atmosphere. Even Wei Tao listened with interest and drank a lot of wine.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the food has passed the five flavors.

Prince Cheng was already a little tipsy.

At this moment, he clapped his hands gently and called his attendants standing by to whisper a few words.

Not long after, he left and returned with a wooden box in his arms.

Prince Cheng opened the box on the table, revealing the neatly stacked volumes inside.

He looked at Wei Tao and said with a smile on his face, "I heard from my little girl Qingxuan that Wei Daozi is very interested in various martial arts techniques. Whether they are Quanzhen or heretics, they all like to study in depth.

So I selected the martial arts skills collected in the mansion, as well as the secret books I found from Prince Yan, and brought them for Daozi to read. If you like them, you can take them directly without being polite. "

Wei Tao picked up the wine glass and said, "The elders gave it to me and I dare not say goodbye. I have no choice but to offer the prince a glass of wine as a token of my gratitude."

Prince Cheng laughed, "Come, let us drink from this cup!"

After the banquet, Wei Tao returned to the courtyard where he lived.

Open the box, take out all the exercises inside, and read through them one by one.

Judging from Wei Tao's current high level, most of the exercises have no significance in research and practice. Only one of them, "Sun and Moon Ming Jing", aroused his great interest.

"One yin and one yang are called the Tao, and the unpredictable yin and yang are called the gods."

"The sun rises in the east, the moon rises in the west, the length of yin and yang always follow each other."

Wei Tao quickly immersed himself in it, and before his eyes emerged a scene of Prince Yan and his wife forming a seal with one hand, holding hands together, and the yin and yang combined.

Suddenly, a rhythmic knock on the door rang out, waking him up from his reverie.

After putting away the "Sun and Moon Ming Jing", Wei Tao left the room and came to the courtyard.

"Is Wei Daozi here?"

The old man who had appeared in Qingfeng Pavilion stood outside the door, as if he had perfectly blended into the night.

Wei Tao opened the courtyard door and said calmly and slowly, "Senior, why are you here late at night?"

The old man raised his head and said, "I don't have any other intentions. I am just interested in Wei Daozi and want to have an in-depth communication with him."

With that said, he started to walk towards the courtyard.

Wei Tao lowered his eyes, hiding the faint light that flashed in his eyes.

He still stood there motionless, blocking the old man's front, "It's already getting late, and it's inconvenient to see guests. If you have anything to do, senior, let's wait until tomorrow."

"I will be on duty in the palace tomorrow. I'm afraid I won't have time to talk to Daozi anymore."

The old man was silent for a moment, "It's just that I'm really curious about Wei Daozi. Since Daozi won't let him in, it's okay to try our hand here."

"Wei Daozi, be careful."

After the words fell, the old man slowly raised his hand, then suddenly accelerated and grabbed it forward.

With this move, from his shoulder to his elbow, and from his elbow to his hand, his muscles jumped and trembled violently, like a big gun shooting out dense sprays of gunfire, making it difficult to tell which ones were real and which ones were fake.

Although the palm of his hand was facing Wei Tao's chest, it actually completely covered his entire upper body.

Moreover, its strength was restrained, and without a trace of wind, it came close without any sound.

Wei Tao's pupils contracted, the energy of blood and qi in his body began to circulate spontaneously, and his hands suddenly swelled and became intertwined with black and red.

Almost subconsciously, he moved one hand and smashed a hammer shadow in front of him.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Suddenly, in front of the guest courtyard, there were continuous explosions, like firecrackers.

The old man's attack failed, and his moves suddenly changed.

He used his fists and palms simultaneously, moving his palms to move horizontally, and using his fists to hit the middle palace. It was also silent, but as fast as lightning.

"The palm of the left hand is used to cut like a knife; the fist of the right hand is used to smash like a hammer. It is a striking style that is eye-catching."

Wei Tao thought of lightning in his mind and also punched out with both fists.

One punch pulls the thread, the other unsteady punch, facing him head-on.

The two sides came and went, making dozens of gravity gestures in an instant.

"For the realm of Xuanguan, it can be considered as reaching the upper-middle level."

"However, when I looked at it with the Qi-gazing technique, it was still a surprising feeling."

"So, we still need to add a little more force, so that we can force out the true details of this Yuan Daozi."

When the old man thought about this, his technique suddenly changed again.

Without the unpredictability of the previous fist and palm attacks, there was only an ordinary punch thrown forward.

boom!

The master's realm of transformation from heaven to man is undoubtedly revealed.

Wei Tao's heart was like a bright mirror, and his fist power turned into an overwhelming force, but he still faced him head-on.

Bang!

He landed a punch, but it was inexplicably delayed by half a beat, and was bounced high at the last moment.

There was a mixture of fear and fear on his face at the same time.

The old man's expression also changed, and he suddenly stopped his momentum, but still punched Wei Tao in the chest.

There was a dull thud.

A figure suddenly flew out.

After passing through most of the courtyard, a large piece of green brick paving was smashed, and he lay motionless on the cold ground.

"Wei Daozi, Wei Daozi!?"

The old man suddenly came to his senses and hurried forward, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

Wei Tao struggled to get up, his face was pale and full of pain, "Senior and I have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in recent times. Why do we have to be so cruel to this junior?"

"I……"

The old man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps came.

Elder Wan and Elder Chong came to the door from left to right, looking into the courtyard with cold eyes.

After a few breaths, Prince Cheng hurried over and shouted urgently from a distance, "Wei Daozi is an honored guest of my king and a beloved disciple of Master Ning. Please show mercy to me!"

"I, old man, alas..."

Shang Gongfeng let out a long sigh, "This is all my fault. I want to join hands with Daozi but it's not serious..."

Wei Tao covered his chest and coughed a few times. He struggled to stand up from the ground, but he cupped his fists and bowed.

"Senior just gave me guidance on practice, and I have benefited a lot from this junior. It's all because I think too highly of myself. If I insist on experiencing the artistic conception of my senior master, it's entirely my own fault, and it has nothing to do with my senior."

Shang Gongfeng was silent for a long time, and then sighed again, "What Wei Daozi said made me even more embarrassed.

It's useless to talk more. It means that I owe Daozi a favor. If Daozi needs anything, he can tell me clearly. As long as it can be done, I will never say anything and will never shirk. "