Seeing Zhong Qi silently not answering, the young Taoist pondered for a moment, tentatively pinched a strange fingerprint at Zhong Qi, and asked in a low voice: "The legal authority is like a mountain?"

As a result, Zhong Qi thought this guy was going to "cast spell" and took two steps back vigilantly. Seeing this, the young Taoist changed his fingering and said, "Empty as the law?"

The young Taoist just pinched the decrees and shouted some slogans. Zhong Qi didn't know what this guy was doing, but it probably was the seal script for meeting some Dharma teachings in this world, which was like the slander of the world.

Zhong Qi recalled for a moment, and suddenly remembered some rumors passed down from previous families. He also pinched Sanshan with some uncertainty and replied: "The legal pendant Zhang Wulang, Sanshui Jiaoyuan Duan Gongtan. The dictator's father told the story, and the five camps were passed down from generation to generation..."

The so-called "Zhang Wulang" was originally a hunter in Meishan. He studied the Dharma. Later, because Yu Laojun's daughter, Miss Ji Ji, elopement, Laojun took off his sword and killed Wulang's head.

Miss Ji Ji turned into a decree, and she was as quick as the law. Wulang recited this mantra, and her head flew up and grew on her neck. She just hurriedly grew her head and then fell down. From then on, she became a statue of a god that supported the ground with her palms, her legs facing the sky, and her head turned,

Because Zhang Wulang later destroyed mountains and destroyed temples, exterminated evil gods, Miao village wizards, and spread Taoist orthodox, it is also called: [Zhang Wulang, who flipped the altar and fell into the hole].

In Zhong Qi's Dharma teachings in his previous life, various factions widely worshipped Zhang Wulang, Meishan Buddhism, and Duan Gong Buddhism regarded him as his ancestors.

"I said what kind of altar method is it? It turns out that it is a hunter who leads dogs to chase the mountain at the bottom of Meishan Mountain. I am the Bagua Immortal Sect, and the Maoshan Dingtan Gong Zhang Shaoyang. You are just a small sect like a wild fox Zen. How dare you ruin the big affairs of our sect..."

Zhong Qi just tempted it, but the young Taoist replied proudly when he heard this, and then he was confused and said, "The source of the three waters is under the Xingyuan Mansion. However, when will your Duan Gong small altar be developed from Jingxiang to this place? You have also assigned you to ruin the major affairs of our religion? What are your plans?"

The three waters and the source refers to the Han River. The master also has the altar master, the master and others teach the meaning of the robe and bowl. The Meishan Sect originated in Huguang, and Duan Gong in this world is probably Zhong Qiyi.

But from his remarks, we can see that there was also a Meishan School in this world. Obviously, Zhang Shaoyang thought that Zhong Qi was a monk under the Meishan School who opened the mountain and set up a cabinet alone, called Duangongtan.

"You said I'm going to ruin your big deal. You cult Fang Xian can have something big. If there is nothing important, you will go your own way..."

Zhong Qi only studied magic in his previous life, and knew little about these martial arts, and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He only took a thunder ball and threw it out. The clouds and mist rose, and thick mist scattered around him.

Zhang Shaoyang was calm and looked into the thick fog for a moment, twisted the spell, whispered a scroll, whistled his sleeves and shot out a slight flame, whizzing through the center of the thick fog, and hitting Zhong Qi, who was about to jump onto a willow treetop.

Zhong Qi quickly withdrew his feet and avoided it. The flame light was nailed to the trunk behind him. With a bang, a fireworks ignited. After three or five breaths, the fireworks were extinguished, and only a three-inch flying knife that was burned black was inserted into the willow tree.

Zhong Qi knew the principle at a glance. It turned out that the tail handle of this flying knife was hollow. After stuffing it into gunpowder, it was also covered with phosphorus powder and sealed with wax.

When used, rub and break the wax seal, burn the gunpowder by phosphorus fire, and fly out like a rocket. Not only is the speed faster than ordinary hidden weapons, but the cauterization effect is also far superior to ordinary hidden weapons.

After a while, the clouds dissipated and Zhong Qi's body also appeared. Zhang Shaoyang sneered: "Zhong Hongji, you cannot escape from my legal opening today. I will obey the leader's crime and let me question it. Maybe I can keep your whole body..."

After the two of them reported their own family, Zhang Shaoyang knew that Zhong Qi was not a disciple of the great sect, so he no longer cared about it and wanted to take Zhong Qi and take it back for a good meal.

"Hahaha... the world is vast, the world is vast, let me travel, how can you stand by me..." Zhong Qi sneered when he heard this, pretending to pinch and chant a spell, confusing Zhang Shaoyang's eyes and ears, and secretly rubbing the Thunder Pill, and popping up at Zhang Shaoyang.

Compared with flying knives, the sound is smaller and easier to attack. However, Zhang Shaoyang knew that Zhong Qi was capable and was prepared for it. The Thunder Pill was flying like a marble, but Zhang Shaoyang calmly pulled out an apricot yellow magic curtain to block it in front of him.

This thunder ball is different from the thunder ball that has shrunk in Yunwu. It is another type. It is made of pure saltpeter and gunpowder, and its power is similar to that of large firecrackers.

However, the thunder ball hit the magic curtain and bombarded, but did not hurt Zhang Shaoyang at all, but just burned the apricot yellow magic curtain to black.

This apricot yellow curtain is woven with special silk threads, and dense talismans are written with cinnabar on it, specifically against talismans and thunder balls.

Seeing this, Zhong Qi quickly took the wine gourd and poured a sip of the strong wine. His fingers were covered with phosphorus powder, and a strand of fire spewed out about a foot. This time, he made great achievements. The flames directly burned the magic curtain and ignited it.

"Sure enough, there are some tricks..." Zhang Shaoyang quickly threw the burning magic curtain, and flipped his back and avoided the flames that Zhong Qi sprayed, and turned to pinch the Lishi Jue, chanting: "Liu Ding Liujia, come to the altar to listen to the tune..."

"Boom...boom...boom..." As Zhang Shaoyang recited the spell, six treetops on each side of Zhong Qi exploded and a cloud of smoke emerged.

Twelve figures appeared in the smoke, all of which were a flip and leaping across the sky and landing several feet. They surrounded Zhong Qi in the direction of Liu Ding and Liu Jia.

The twelve men each wore the mask of the Six Dings and Six Armors, wearing apricot yellow short shirt, with a talisman scarf wrapped around their heads, and each of them was holding swords, swords, whips, rings, sticks, banners, flags, maces, hooks and other weapons to kill Zhong Qi.

Zhong Qi put his heart in a slight manner and also met with a stick. The twelve weapons on this side came. Zhong Qi only blocked one move according to the stick method, and he was whipped on his left shoulder.

The tiger's golden whip was strong, and with a click, the left shoulder was numb and the shoulder blades were broken. Before Zhong Qi could recover from the severe pain, the cold light was everywhere, and all the weapons were coming.

Zhong Qi had no choice but to hook his feet, and the sand on the ground flew up, sowing the soil and dust. The sand and smoke scattered, and Liu Ding and Liu Jia covered their faces one after another. Only then could Zhong Qi get out of it.

After the sandstorm, everyone came with their whip maces. This time, Zhong Qi could no longer believe in the martial arts routines. Using routines to fight in real battles was simply a search for abuse. He immediately used his internal strength, shouted softly, and started a rode on his rod, and beat him around based on his feelings and experience.

The yellow talisman banner, tiger-eyed whip, moma arrangement, bronze sword, four-ming hook, dense tree formation, twelve people shouted and killed one after another, Zhong Qi was full of all kinds of Yin hands, kicking the crotch, inserting the eyes, and lifting the Yin stick was completely unethical. At one time, he actually beat ten of them and took a draw.

It turns out that this martial art is also classified. Ordinary horse stance, flower studs, and sandbags can only be considered as refining methods, sucking qi and blood, strengthening the body, and increasing strength. It only has a slight gain in actual combat.

Somersaults, swirls, practice moves, martial arts routines, etc. are called acting methods. The acting methods and teachings are generally used to show people's performance. Even if you practice routine moves for a lifetime, you may not be able to fight.

If you practice the above two types of martial arts for a lifetime, you may not be able to fight in practice. Instead, you will fight with moves, just like flowing water, which can change with the environment, or be used as Yin moves, Yin hands, etc., so you can fight in practice. This is the way of fighting.

Zhong Qi himself has good skills, but he has little practical experience. He naturally missed the first move when fighting with routines. Now he fights based on his feelings, but he has regained his disadvantages.

After several rounds of back and forth, Zhong Qi picked up the soft persimmon and saw that the strong man holding the talisman banner was just martial arts and his weapons were garbage. He used his own strength to break the yellow talisman banner with a stick.

Before the strongman holding the banner could react, Zhong Qixin felt ruthless and directly hit his head with a stick. The stick was like an iron hammer. With a "clang", the strongman's brain burst, and his headless corpse fell to the ground. He immediately lost the account.

The other eleven people ignored their companions' miserable situation and still looked at Zhong Qisha with red eyes. However, Zhang Shaoyang, who was watching from the side, changed his expression when he saw this, and hurriedly drew out a sword and surrounded him.

He just killed one person, but the pressure was even greater. The twelve strong men had mediocre martial arts, which was far behind Zhong Qi. It was just that Zhong Qi had too little practical experience, so he could not stand up.

Zhang Shaoyang's martial arts was still above Zhong Qi, and with eleven minions, he killed Zhong Qi and complained. In just over thirty rounds, seven or eight wounds were added to Zhong Qi's body.

Fortunately, there is no way out. Just as Zhong Qi became weaker and weaker in the battle, and his muscles and bones were weaker and weaker, a Zen sound came from afar like a big clock:

"Amitabha, let us forgive others wherever you want. In a quiet place in Buddhism, you must not kill animals..." The sound spread for several miles, causing the maple leaves and fir trees to shake.

Everyone looked in the sound, but saw a monk holding a tin staff and slowly walking towards him while sitting on a white elephant. When Zhong Qi saw the monk, he looked happy. Isn’t this the monk Baoxiang?

"Wild monks from there, don't think they dare to come and care about my Taoist affairs when riding a monster..." Zhang Shaoyang saw the monk riding a monster to rescue the scene, his face changed and waved his hand and flew to the sky.

The flying knife dragged the fire, causing a sharp whistling sound. In the blink of an eye, it flew over ten feet and flew straight towards Baoxiang's chest. The Zen Master Baoxiang showed a compassionate look on his face, but he didn't dodge or dodge, allowing the flying knife to hit the chest.

However, the next scene surprised everyone. The blade hit Baoxiang's chest, but it only scratched the monk's robe, brought out a row of sparks, and then it was bounced to the ground. It was shot with a bang of fireworks, but it didn't even cut the skin.

Zhang Shaoyang looked like a dog-like look and exclaimed loudly: "I can't help but attack... Where did you come from? He actually has such high magical power?"

"Amitabha, God's magic power? Hehe... Hehe, that's just a trick that you Zhongyuan Taoist fools fools the foolish man. This method is called Tianzhu Vajra Bodhi, which is the authentic martial arts of yoga. It's not your trick that asks God to possess and deceive people..." The Zen master rode a white elephant and chuckled at Zhang Shaoyang.

Seeing this, Zhang Shaoyang glanced at Zhong Qi and Baoxiang, and said with a cold face: "Now the Japanese seat is not feeling well, let you two go first."

"Retreat..." Zhang Shaoyang said, and with the eleven strong men behind him, they threw down an egg together. The egg fell to the ground and exploded, fireworks and clouds rose.
Chapter completed!