Rebirth – City Cultivation

Takeshi Hiroshi, this is a legend and a myth for many Japanese people who practice martial arts. He is the last Juggernaut in Japan.

The Japanese Juggernaut is a very lofty title, usually booked by the Prime Minister of the Cabinet and the Emperor, and given to the most powerful swordsman of the Japanese nation. When he was fifty, he was awarded the title of Juggernaut. He had already played invincible in the Japanese martial arts world. It is to enter the shrine to challenge several powerful ghosts and gods, and they are not afraid, and can even retreat.

Since the 1960s, he has retired from a hill on the outskirts of Tokyo, and has not been out for decades.

The martial arts world has changed, and the martial arts masters have been from generation to generation, but no one thinks that they can be the opponent of this legendary Juggernaut. Although the dark list does not include Wu Gong Hongyi, the Japanese kendo masters believe that the strength of Wu Gong Hongyi is not a godland, nor is it much weaker. It is not the same as the top three in the dark list. It is one of the most powerful people standing on the top of the planet.

Heimu Sheng is a pro-disciple of Takeo Takeo.

Under the leadership of Heimu Sheng, Ying Longhua followed him and came to a small garden with green mountains and green waters on the outskirts of Tokyo. This garden is modeled after the buildings of the Edo period. Bamboo forests, wooden houses, lanterns, and small bridges are everywhere, full of Zen.

"The teacher is in the meditation of the meditation." Heimu Sheng pointed to a bamboo house, to Ying Longhua Road.

"Since the 1960s, after the teacher retired, he had already put down the sword and began to pursue the method of breaking through the gods from the Taoist and Buddhist scriptures. Now, I can't see through the strength of the teacher. I feel that he is the same. The quiet waters of the pool are so deep and deep. My water kendo is realized from him.” Heimu Sheng introduced.

Ying Longhua nodded slightly.

Forty or fifty years ago, Takeo Hiroshi was the first swordsman of Japan.

At that time, his martial arts reached the peak of the realm, ranking 17th in the dark list. In the past 40 or 50 years, he has never made a lot of effort and practiced hard. Who knows how terrible his martial arts are? If it weren't for Chen Fan to cross the sea, he would step on the left-hand shrine, and his arrogance would be arrogant. Ying Longhua really does not want to work this old predecessor.

"Please take me to see the predecessors of the Wu Palace." Ying Longhua Qing cold road.

She wore a white martial arts uniform, and the horsetail was tied behind her back. She had a black-skinned katana in her hand, and her face was cold and fresh. It is like a beautiful girl with a kendo out of the comics.

"it is good."

Heimu wins a little, and the two don’t say a word, they step into the bamboo house. I saw that the bamboo house was empty, and the home was very simple. There were only a few bamboo chairs and bamboo tables, and a Chinese character ‘Zen’ was hung on the wall.

Under the Zen word, sitting on the knees is a thin old man.

The old man is too old, his hair is all white, the roots are sparse, and there are not even many roots. The skin on his hands is full of age spots, muscles are atrophy, leaving only skinny bones. Sitting there, eyes closed, motionless. It took a long time to hear a faint heartbeat.

However, Heimu Sheng and Ying Longhua are deeply respected and respectful.

"Teacher, Ying Longhua came to meet you." Heimu Sheng whispered respectfully.

The old man then struggled to open the turbid old eyes. He carefully looked at Ying Longhua and nodded gently. He said with a hoarse old voice: "Is that a very talented little **** the kendo? You have seen it since you were a child. I was only twelve years old at the time. I didn't expect it to be so big in a blink of an eye."

"The predecessors of the Wu Palace, that was still something 30 years ago."

Ying Longhua stepped forward and said awkwardly. The bottom of my eyes could not help but flash a trace of worry.

She knows that Takeuchi Hiroshi is very old and is nearly a hundred years old. But I didn't expect him to be like this. Don't say that the sword is killing the enemy. I am afraid that people should be served when they are dressed and eaten.

For such a bad old man who looks at his life, can he fight against the incomprehensible Chen Beixuan, Ying Longhua’s distrust from the heart.

"Yeah, that was the middle of the 1970s. It took thirty years to go." Takeuchi Hiroshi used the mouth that had all dropped his teeth and said hoarsely.

Looking at such a sword saint, once known as the earthquake-stricken country, is so old. Ying Longhua could not help but feel a trace of sadness.

‘Because the ancient beauty is a famous person, no one can see the world. ’

"Blackwood wins, you haven't seen me for a long time, what are you looking for?" Wu Gonghong twitched his hand, and Hemu Sheng quickly hurried past, gently holding the old man and lifting him up. I helped the bamboo chair outside the house.

The old man sat in a bamboo chair and the brilliant sun shot down.

There is a small river in front of the bamboo house, which encircles the whole bamboo house. On the opposite side of the bamboo house is a waterfall with a height of several tens of meters. The waterfall fell from the mountain, and dozens of tons of water rushed in the deep pool, making a loud roar.

Small bridges, water, bird trees, and waterfalls roar, just like heaven.

"Teacher, not long ago, there was a shocking genius in China, called Chen Beixuan. Only when he was less than 20 years old, he was on the threshold of the Chinese nation and was called the first master of the Chinese nation." After the old man sat down, Blackwood Winning the careful waiter stood next to him, and said with a good voice.

"Oh? Less than twenty years old? This is really too bad." It is the old Wugong Hongyi, and also slightly raised the eyelids. "It was the same year, the myth of Watanabe and the Lin family, which were only 30 years old when they entered the realm. Lin Jia, who was in China during the Megatron, was nearly 50 years old. His district was less than 20 years old. It’s already the first in China. Isn’t there any Chinese in China now?”

Ying Longhua stood on one side and listened with his ears up.

She was too young to be in her forties and grew up in the post-war generation. Wu Gonghong, who is nearly a hundred years old, has participated in the army and the Heilongjiang Society. In the 1930s, he also followed the previous generation of Juggernaut to the Chinese nation. It is said that the Watanabe of the Watanabe had an earth-shattering battle with the gods of the Huaguo Lin family.

But that was all before World War II.

Whether it is the sword of Watanabe or the myth of Lin, it belongs to the mythical figure of a hundred years ago. For Ying Longhua, Hei Musheng, etc., it is too far away.

"I seem to hear that Hua Guo had a Ye Nantian ten years ago. It was also a talented genius. He was also ranked in the top ten in the dark list. Was he also suppressed by Chen Beixuan?" Wu Gonghong said with a gasp.

"It’s just him, it’s the Qinglong of the special department of the Chinese state, which was overshadowed by Chen Beixuan. cia listed him as the third in the dark list.” Heimu wins and smiles.

"Oh? The third in the dark list?"

The old man’s eyes are slightly stunned, and occasionally there is fine light flowing out.

Takeshi Hiroshi was also listed in the dark list, but it was all 40 years ago. Since he retired, the dark list has removed him. But this does not hinder Wu Gonghong's estimation of the strength of the dark list. After all, the top three in the dark list have not changed for decades.

"The third in the dark list is Raytheon Zeus. It is a character who once worked with the US military and escaped. He can surpass Zeus. It seems that the strength is not to be underestimated." Takeuchi Hiroshi gently tapped the handrail of the bamboo chair.

"Wu Palace predecessors, have you seen Zeus?" Ying Longhua asked curiously.

"Cough, twenty or thirty years ago, Zeus came to Japan to visit me. At that time we had handed over." Wu Gonghong said with a weak voice. He said a word, taking a breath, as if to die soon.

"what?"

Both of them were shocked, and Heimu Sheng was quite surprised. He did not listen to the teacher at all.

"How about the victory?" Ying Longhua asked urgently.

"Cough and cough."

Wu Gonghong repeatedly coughed a few times, only shivering his lips and said: "At that time, there was no victory, as for now."

The old man did not continue to say it, but his eyes flashed a contempt.

Both Blackwood and Yinglonghua are shocked. Wu Gong Hongyi actually played with Raytheon Zeus and won't win or lose. Once the news came out, he immediately became one of the top five in the list.

However, that was all 20 or 30 years ago. The current Wu Gonghong is a dying old man, and he has to rest for a long time. Ying Longhua did not pay attention to the look of the old man, and his heart could not help but sigh. How did Chen Beixuan not be old for 20 years? This will see the fascinating grace of Wu Gong Jian Sheng.

"You come for this Chen Beixuan?"

In the murky eyes of Takeuchi Hiroshi, the light of wisdom shines.

"Yes, the predecessor of the Wu Palace. Not long ago, Chen Beixuan stepped into our country and destroyed the Zuo Shishen Shrine. And it seems to have the intention of other shrines. We can't do anything, just want to ask your old people to go out." Ying Long Hua Meng As a whole, respectfully said.

"what?"

This time, Wu Gong Hongyi finally changed color.

He slammed up straight, and the glare of his eyes exploded. It was a few feet long, and his body was soaring, like a sea. Even the pressure of Ying Longhua is a little breathless.

At this time, Ying Longhua felt that the old man was still the invincible Juggernaut.

"The Zususha Shrine is one of the most powerful shrines in China, second only to the Ise Shrine, and the Zusu must be in the shrine. It is almost comparable to the gods, especially if he can’t kill, it’s the sword of Watanabe. There is no way to take him. Chen Beixuan can actually step on the left-hand shrine? Did he enter the realm?" Wu Gonghong said while shaking his head.

"If it's not right, if he enters the realm, he won't come to the left." I am afraid that there are powerful Chinese instruments in his hands that can restrain the left-handed god. The left-hand **** is still a ghost, the weakness is clear, not as good as the real god. The situation is strong."

At this time, Wu Gonghong had a smooth language, not like a dying old man, and his face showed a eager expression.

Ying Longhua was overjoyed and quickly said: "Jian Sheng adults, so we want to ask you to go out and kill this person. It's just your body."

Speaking of this, Ying Longhua's face could not help but reveal a trace of worry.

"Ha ha ha."

Takeuchi Hiroshi heard a loud laugh and stood up fiercely.

His figure skyrocketed like an inflatable balloon. The original thin arms, thighs, and arms were suddenly bulging, and soon the muscles were filled. A section of the ganglion sounded a slap in the air, and the original slim body grew taller. The sparse white hair on the head fell off, and then a long, dark, long hair grew out. Even the teeth are regenerated.

But after a minute.

There is no such dying old man in front of him, but a middle-aged man with a slender figure and a handsome appearance. He jumped up and sprinted into the stream and rushed under the waterfall. A fiercely pulled up a katana inserted in the rock of the waterfall.

"Dangdang."

The long knife was pulled up, and Wu Gong Hongyi waved a hand, and the swordsman with a few feet of length smashed up against the momentum. The arrogance of this knife is magnificent, and Ying Longhua and others are faintly breathless.

Under the knife, the waterfall of dozens of meters high was split into two. The mighty waterfall was cut into two pieces from the middle, as if it had been stopped by the dam.

A knife and a waterfall!

In the same year, Bei Tingchuan could only separate the waterfall ten meters high. And the waterfall that Wu Gong Hong opened is more than tens of meters? It is twenty or thirty stories high. This represents that Wu Gong Hongyi’s aftermath is enough to reach nearly 100 meters away!

Ying Longhua and Heimu won the game and couldn’t help but hold their breath and stunned.

Is this still the power that the environment can have?

Wu Gonghong is afraid that it is not a god, but only half a step away.

"This is the teacher of the Japanese and the Japanese." Heimu wins and trembles with excitement.

And Ying Longhua has been surprised to look at the man under the waterfall, holding the sword proud. There is such a strong person, what is Chen Beixuan?

Three days later, the Japanese sword sacred martial arts Hongyi, the first battle of China's top ten Chen Beixuan in Tokyo.

East Asian vibration!

Ps: First, the author continues to write the second more o(n_n)o (to be continued., your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-11-1007:13:45