Volume 1: The Jianghu is the main thing, who is the guest? Chapter 45: The One-Eyed Man, the Young Man with the Surname Yan
Not just palm techniques.
The portraits in this "Clavicle of the Soul-Enchanting Heavenly Buddha Scroll" seemed extremely evil, but Li Muchan used the many changes of the "Chuannv Bewitching Technique" to confirm them. After disassembling the 108 portraits of "celestial fairies and demons" one by one and putting them together again, he actually gained three extraordinary martial arts from them.
They are a set of unparalleled and unprecedented palm techniques called "Heavenly Buddha Subduing Demons Palm", a set of extremely agile body techniques called "Colorless and Formless Body", and the last one is a set of ever-changing footwork called "Thousand Illusions Fragrance Steps".
What's even more surprising is that this palm technique can be replaced by a sword. Holding the sword is a set of sword techniques that is unprecedented in history, the Heavenly Buddha Sword.
Li Muchan was shocked. In addition to these three unique skills that could be regarded as the best in the martial arts world, the hidden texts in the book were even more magnificent and majestic. They were the authentic internal skills of the martial arts world and the supreme method of Buddhism.
"Sir, you are truly amazing!"
This "One-Eyed Man" was a rare man hundreds of years ago. "One-Eyed" does not mean one-eyed, but means "having one eye". It is said that this man is more handsome than Zidu, and was once the most handsome man in the world. He has a perverse temperament, neither black nor white, and his actions are both good and evil. Because of his superb martial arts, he is rampant in the world and rarely encounters an opponent.
But at that time he had not yet reached the top, but he had extraordinary talent in martial arts and a strong character. He had reached the point where he was not moved by external things, and he was very ambitious. He wanted to reach the top, so he went into seclusion to meditate hard, and sat in meditation for several years. Finally, he understood the inner meaning, comprehended the principles of nature, and achieved unparalleled extraordinary skills.
As soon as this tactic was revealed, all the demons were in a state of turmoil. The underworld experts, the evildoers, and the magic masters all came to the scene upon hearing the news, intending to prevent him from succeeding.
Unexpectedly, the one-eyed man had to fight against the demons alone, killing everyone for seven days and seven nights, defeating countless masters. When he was about to pass the gate of life and death and was about to risk his life, he didn't expect that a strange person from the demon world would make a move; a demon woman who had learned the "Chuan Nu Bewitching Technique", this person was as beautiful as a fairy, and bewitched everyone. During the fight, she finally broke the one-eyed man's state of mind, causing him to fail and go astray.
At the critical moment of life and death, he was fortunately rescued by several other extraordinary people from the martial arts world, who defeated the demons and worked together to prevent his injuries, so he was lucky enough to survive.
After this disaster, the one-eyed man was left with a hidden illness and missed the chance to pass the last level of the magic formula, leaving him with regret for the rest of his life.
However, this "Clavicle and Soul-Stirring Buddha Scroll" has caused several devastating disasters in the martial arts world, which are even worse than the disaster brought by the "Invincible Treasure Mirror" fabricated by King Happy. Whenever it appears in the world, there will be bloody storms and countless killings.
But later, as time passed, this secret changed hands several times and was eventually lost to the world of martial arts.
Li Muchan came back to his senses and looked at the sutra again, and had a different feeling. The lifelike portrait of the "celestial fairy and the witch" was a test left by the one-eyed man for his descendants; if one could not resist even the dead creature in the painting, sooner or later one would follow in its footsteps and end up possessed by the devil; if one's mind was not strong, how could one break through the last hurdle and reach the top?
During this period, Li Muchan also secretly collected a lot of stories about the "One-Eyed Man" and had a deep understanding of this strange technique. It turned out that according to the rumor, if one wanted to practice this method, one had to practice with the successor of the "Chen Nu Mihun Dafa" in order to succeed.
But Li Muchan felt that this statement was somewhat untrue.
This is because the one-eyed man had comprehended this secret before, and then encountered the fairy and the witch, and then made enemies with her because her secret was destroyed. How could he leave such words as putting aside the past grudges and practicing the great Dao together?
Unless the one-eyed man is proud and arrogant, and is unwilling to accept that his state of mind was broken back then, and wants to compete with his descendants for victory, so he brings the two sides together again.
Or, this rumor was secretly spread by someone with ulterior motives, intending to lure out someone like Li Muchan who had obtained the "Clavicle Soul-Stirring Heavenly Buddha Scroll".
The world is dangerous and people's hearts are hard to predict, so we must be on guard.
Looking at the colorful and lifelike portraits of fairies and witches in the paintings, Li Muchan's eyes trembled suddenly. In his mind, Shangguan Xiaoxian's face with snow-white skin, rosy cheeks, and beauty like a flower appeared from time to time, as well as the scene of her being naked and covered in blood.
Li Muchan exhaled, his eyes twinkled, and without hesitation he placed the secret book close to the lamp, quietly watching as this book of unparalleled achievements, for which countless people had lived and died, and for which many heroes had been buried, was ignited in the flames and turned into ashes.
Even if it was true, he would not train with this person. Without absolute strength, any thought of revealing his true strength would be self-destructive; moreover, this might become his biggest trump card, so how could he show it to others easily?
Now, he has mastered the palm techniques, body techniques, footwork and internal energy techniques, and he understands them clearly.
As soon as the lights went out and all the paper ashes were blown away, Li Muchan jumped onto the bed and sat down. He wanted to give it a try to see if it was really as the rumors said!!!
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The next morning.
Along the Qinhuai
All kinds of living things and the bustling city life are covered in the drizzle.
In a room on the second floor above the Red Mansion, the figure who had been sitting cross-legged without moving all night suddenly underwent some mysterious changes. The Confucian robe on his body suddenly shook, and then filled up a little bit, but soon collapsed again.
This cycle continued, and after several changes, the white sleeves of Li Muchan's long gown moved without wind, and it seemed as if dragons and snakes were moving inside, with wind and clouds surging.
"call!"
But as a long wisp of foul air was exhaled, all the strangeness calmed down and disappeared.
After exhaling all his breath, Li Muchan slowly opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes like water.
Is the rumor true or false?
He was silent for a long time, as if he was in a daze, and seemed to be unable to believe it. Finally, he looked at his hands with an extremely complicated expression, and murmured almost like a groan: "Finally, I don't have to walk on thin ice anymore."
This is the answer.
After sitting quietly for a long time and calming down, Li Muchan finally stood up.
He glanced at the dark sky outside the window and suddenly seemed to remember something. He took a long knife from under the bed, wrapped it in gray cloth, and then went down the red building with an umbrella.
Just walk along the Qinhuai River, and after about two or three cups of tea, Li Muchan came to a courtyard overgrown with weeds. When he passed through it, he saw an old, dilapidated ancestral hall behind it. Looking up, he could see the sky, the broken walls and the fallen tiles, and the walls on all sides had already peeled off.
In the corner, there was a broken plaque with the words "Yan" still faintly visible on it, which was mostly wet by the rain.
In this dilapidated ruin, a thin young man in black was holding a piece of thin bamboo, treating it as a sword, and he was slashing and stabbing with it over and over again, tirelessly and tirelessly, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the rain curtain in front of him, as if he wanted to split it in half.
Li Muchan was holding the sesame cakes and buns he bought on the way, and he casually said, "Hey, kid, it's time to eat!"
The young man glanced at him, and his face, which was originally a little pale and thin suddenly exuded a sharp and fierce look.
"I have a name, my name is Yan Shisan!!"
