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- Chapter 23, Recruiting Apprentices and Passing on Skills
Each of the Twelve Xingyi Quan has its own method of luck. Depending on the animal being simulated, the method of luck and the method of exerting force are very different. For example, the dragon shape and the eagle shape seem to be two different mental methods. There is a big difference between the dragon shape and the snake shape. Sikong Wu is naturally not afraid that Han Yun will master the other shapes after learning the Xingyi Monkey Fist.
In addition, Xingyiquan's Bengquan, Paoquan, Cunjin Spiral Jin, etc. are all extremely difficult to understand. Without special guidance from a master, if you just rely on your own guessing, you can only imitate the external form but cannot understand the meaning. , one-tenth of the power of Xingyiquan cannot be displayed.
Han Yun¡¯s family is all in the Wuwei Hou Mansion, and there is no way he could betray Sikong Wu. Sikong Wu urgently needs a powerful bodyguard to protect him when he travels around the empire, so he suddenly came up with this idea.
But now is not the time to mention this matter. The group returned to the courtyard where they were temporarily staying and found two soldiers from Black Corner City waiting at the door. Seeing Sikong Wu coming back, they respectfully asked Sikong Wu what he was going to have for breakfast.
Ren Zizhen attaches great importance to Qin Tiancheng's reinforcements. It must be said that he is experienced in dealing with people and does a very good job in details.
After eating the breakfast brought by the soldiers from Black Corner City, Sikong Wu was preparing to practice boxing in the yard. This had become his habit. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't box for an hour every morning, but he hadn't left yet. In the hall, I heard that Du Haifeng came to report and Qiu Lianshan came to visit him.
Sikong Wu was not the Sikong Wu before, so he naturally would not stay in the hall waiting for Qiu Lianshan to come in. He immediately went outside the courtyard to greet Qiu Lianshan. He was a little surprised to find that Qiu Lianshan was the only one who came, and the dozen or so guards who had followed him closely were nowhere to be seen.
Qiu Lianshan was also extremely polite to Sikong Wu, a young boy. To be honest, Sikong Wu's status was still higher than his. His father was the Imperial General of Martial Power and the ninth-grade peak Martial Emperor. As Sikong Wu's only son, he would definitely inherit the title. Qiu Lianshan was only Qiu Pojun's son. Basically, the eldest son inherited the title. From this point, the gap between the two was obvious.
He smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Brother Sikong, please forgive me for Qiu's presumptuous visit."
Sikongwu returned the courtesy and said with a smile: "Brother Qiu, you're welcome. Please come inside!"
Qiu Lianshan nodded: "By the way, I wonder if Brother Sikong is used to being here? If you need anything, just ask."
"What are we martial arts practitioners not used to?" Sikong Wu said lightly, "What is Brother Qiu doing here? Could it be that there is something strange happening in the bandit alliance?"
Qiu Lianshan shook his head and smiled bitterly and said: "It's nothing. In fact, the main purpose of my coming here is to boost the morale of the army. Military dispatch and investigation of bandit movements are left to Uncle Ren to handle."
"I'm just afraid that Brother Sikong won't be used to it here, so I just came here to have a look."
The two said a lot of empty clich¨¦s, but they quickly became closer. Sometimes clich¨¦s are indeed essential for communication.
After chatting for a while, Qiu Lianshan was secretly surprised: "It is said that Sikong Wu behaves badly and is extremely arrogant. From time to time, reports of robbing civilian girls and beating civilians have spread to Black Corner City. Now it seems that there is no clue at all, whether he is covering up Well done, but the rumors are still wrong, this kid is not a creature of the pond!"
He can be regarded as the think tank of the Black Horn Prince, and his deep thoughts are not as simple as they appear on the surface. It was his idea to go to the fine iron mines with Qin Tiancheng's soldiers this time, and he did not hesitate to put himself in danger to put Qin into danger. Tiancheng's soldiers and horses are stationed here. According to their estimation, even if the bandit coalition launches an offensive, they will only capture the fine iron mines first and will never dare to directly attack Black Corner City.
He speculated on Sikong Wu¡¯s temper in his heart, but there was no strangeness on his face. He said with a smile: ¡°It¡¯s boring to be idle here, why don¡¯t we go for a walk outside?¡±
Sikong Wu shook his head and said with a smile: "I just walked outside for a while. In fact, I was planning to practice martial arts earlier, and I have already formed a habit. I feel uncomfortable if I don't sweat a little every morning."
Qiu Lianshan's eyes lit up and he said with great interest: "I heard that Brother Sikong merged with the soul beast not long ago. I wonder what his current cultivation level is. Would you be lucky enough to see it?"
He sighed and continued: "Qiu's qualifications are not good. He failed to live up to his father's expectations. He has practiced martial arts for more than 20 years and is still at the fifth level. I am really ashamed."
Qiu Lianshan is nearly twice as old as Sikong Wu. He is in his early thirties. As the son who is waiting in the Black Corner, his cultivation resources are naturally extremely powerful. The tonics and elixirs he swallows are not much worse than Sikong Wu. Under such circumstances, after twenty years of cultivation, Yu Nian was only a fifth-grade martial artist, so his qualifications were indeed poor.
Sikong Wu didn¡¯t pay attention. Anyway, the Cloud Splitting Spear Xingyi Quan and other things were not shameful. After being in this world for a long time, Sikong Wu is no longer as careful as before to avoid exposing his flaws, and the origin of Xingyi Quan can also be revealed.Explain clearly, casually mention the secret book found in the underground cave, or passed on to him by the strong men in Qin Tiancheng.
As for whether Qiu Lianshan would secretly learn from him, Sikong Wu would not take it to heart. This is not the photographic memory written in the novels on earth. You can use it once after seeing others use it. Martial arts require a long period of hard training. In order to make progress, especially Xingyiquan, if you don't understand the luck path and the method of exerting force, you can only learn the form but not the meaning even if you watch it thousands of times.
The true Xingyiquan is when Xingyi is present.
Sikong Ba had already prepared a big gun for Sikong Wu. Although it was not as tough and sharp as the Cloud-Splitting Divine Spear he used, it was also made of hundreds of refined steel mixed with dark soft iron. It was not the fine iron in the Black Corner City arsenal. The spear can be compared. This time when he went out with the army, he was likely to face a direct battle with the bandits, so Sikong Wu naturally brought out the cloud-splitting gun.
Qiu Lianshan's own cultivation is not that good, but he grew up watching Qiu Pojun practice martial arts, and his eyesight is not weak. When he saw Sikong Wu standing up with a gun, his momentum reduced, and he stood like a mountain in the courtyard, he couldn't help but feel in his heart After a moment of embarrassment, he secretly sighed: "It's so awesome!"
Sikong Wu¡¯s aura is not strong, far inferior to that of his father Qiu Pojun, but on top of his charm, he already has the posture of a martial emperor.
From a straightforward point of view, Qiu Pojun is a giant mountain with a thousand feet, and Sikongwu can only be said to be a hill of ten feet at most, but both are essentially mountains. As long as Sikongwu is given time to grow, one day this hill will become a mountain that reaches the sky. Giant peak!
Qiu Lianshan was a little unbelievable, but Sikong Wu's stop really gave him this strange feeling.
Then, without moving his waist or raising his shoulders, Sikong Wu flicked his wrist, and the Cloud Splitting Gun suddenly shot out eleven or two gun flowers as big as the mouth of a bowl. Qiu Lianshan couldn't help but shout softly: "What a good shot!"
No matter how famous the Splitting Cloud Spear Skill is, the basic skill of this spear skill has little to do with the marksmanship. However, the more basic the skill, the better one can see the level of a person's marksmanship. Qiu Lianshan asked himself that this pistol skill is not as good as Sikong Wu!
Later, when he saw Sikong Wu practicing the Lieyun Spear Technique to great effect, it gave Qiu Lianshan an extremely fierce feeling, with a surge of murderous intent. He thought to himself: "The Lieyun Spear Technique was indeed learned by Wu Weihou on the battlefield. The earth-level marksmanship that comes out has a tragic meaning in it, the moves can break people's bones and bones, take away people's lives, they are so sharp and unstoppable!"
"It's strange, isn't Sikong Wu a soul beast that was planted just half a year ago? Why is his aura so fierce? Although it seems from the soul beast mark that appears between his eyebrows, he is only a first-level, second- and third-level cultivation. Why does it feel to me like a fifth- or sixth-level soul beast? He is almost a top-grade martial artist. If we really fight against him, we have no chance of winning. Is the Sikong family¡¯s heaven-level mental technique, Cloud Splitting Technique, really so powerful?¡±
Qiu Lianshan was shocked. After thinking about it, he still felt that it was more reasonable for Sikong Wu to plant the soul beast a long time ago, but it has never been reported. The soul beast planted before should be the second soul beast, otherwise it would not be possible to cultivate for half a year. He has the strength of a second-level martial artist like this!
The more he watched, the more surprised he became. Sikong Wu had been practicing continuously for half an hour, and he was wielding a cloud-splitting gun weighing more than 200 kilograms without losing any momentum. Qiu Lianshan became more motivated to fight and said in a deep voice: "Brother Sikong His marksmanship is good, I wonder if Qiu can compete with Brother Sikong!"
Sikong Wu made a move, pointed the gun at Qiu Lianshan with one hand, and laughed loudly: "That's exactly what I meant. I heard that the sword skills of the Thirty-sixth Route of the Black Horns are extremely sharp, I hope Brother Qiu will show mercy!"
"It should have been Qiu who said it!" Qiu Lianshan said politely, but his subordinates did not hesitate at all. With a flick of his wrist, a stream of cold light shot out from the scabbard, and three waves condensed in the air. The sword shadows shot towards Sikong Wu in no particular order!
¡°Well done!¡±
The tip of Sikong Wu's spear shook, and in a clanking moment it touched Qiu Lianshan's sharp sword three times. He only felt a powerful aura blowing away his Cloud Splitting Spear, and a cold soul power spread along the barrel of the gun. Coming down, Sikong Wu hurriedly mobilized Qingpeng's soul power, and then he eliminated this strange and strongly intrusive soul power!
"As expected, he is the son of the Black Horn Marquis. He is not comparable to an ordinary fifth-grade martial artist. His amazing strength and weird soul power alone are completely comparable to that of a sixth-grade martial artist. No wonder he doesn't have a single guard around him!"
Sikong Wu's mind changed rapidly, and his men did not stop. With a flick of his wrist, the buzzing gun barrel immediately stopped, bent into a crescent moon in mid-air, and whipped Qiu Lianshan's shoulder and neck fiercely!
The sword is the king of all weapons, but the spear is also a fierce thing. The Cloud Splitting Spear in Sikong Wu's hands is extremely tricky to block, hold, stab, point, collapse, pick, poke, and entangle. It is like a mad dragon or a poisonous python, making people unable to resist.
Qiu Lianshan originally thought that Sikong Wu had the strength of a fourth- or fifth-grade martial artist, but he himselfWhen asked whether he could defeat a sixth-grade martial artist, he originally had some strength left, but now he actually competed with Sikong Wu, only to find that Sikong Wu's cloud-splitting spear was three points more powerful than he imagined. The force of the spear was continuous and like a huge wave. The attacks were endless, one wave after another. If Qiu Lianshan's sword technique of killing dragons was also an earth-level sword technique, and his soul power was three points stronger than Sikong Wu's, he really would not have been able to withstand such fierce spear techniques.
The two of them were fighting evenly, but Qiu Lianshan knew that he actually fell below. You must know that Sikong Wu had been practicing continuously for half an hour!
Han Yun and others who were watching the competition outside were stunned. No matter how they imagined it, they never expected that Sikong Wu would progress so rapidly.
The only one who was not so surprised was Du Haifeng, who had competed with Sikong Wu before. When Sikong Wu didn't plant the soul beast, he knocked him away with one palm. At that time, his strength was no longer lower than that of a fourth-grade martial artist!
The two of them started to feel sympathy for each other after this competition. After they stopped their attacks, Qiu Lianshan looked Sikong Wu up and down and sighed: "Brother Sikong is so good at martial arts!"
Sikong Wu laughed loudly and thrust the Cloud Splitting Spear into the ground: "We are each other, and Brother Qiu is not weak either!"
"Brother Sikong, don't belittle me. I have been more than ten years older than Brother Sikong, and it seems my life has been in vain." After the two of them fought, their tone became much closer, and they no longer claimed that Qiu was my subordinate, Qiu Lianshan said with a bitter smile.
Sikong Wu now understands that keeping a low profile is not the best way to deal with things. This is not the earth, but a world where force is supreme. Only the guards of the Hou Mansion and the soldiers of Qin Tiancheng recognize his strength and feel that there is a future in following him, and they will be closer. Only by uniting around him can the power of Wuweihou Mansion be continuously expanded in the future, as long as it does not exceed a certain degree.
At least his current performance is not enough to attract the powerful men from other empires to kill him in the cradle. There are many people with fifth and sixth grade cultivation at his age, but it is impossible for others to absorb the achievements of tenth grade soul beasts. It's just his own energy and blood. If this matter is not leaked, Sikong Wu will be safe. And the only two people who know about this matter are him and Sikong Ba.
Because of this, Sikong Wu put all his effort into competing with Qiu Lianshan to show his potential. Presumably, the Black Horn Lord wanted to use Qin Tiancheng soldiers as cannon fodder, and he had to carefully consider the deterioration of his relationship with Sikong Wu in the future.
This world pursues personal force. People with high martial arts skills often live better and have simpler thoughts. The earth is different. The physical fitness of individuals on the earth is not much different, and weapons are strictly controlled. It is extremely difficult to survive on the earth relying on personal force. It is also a battle at the ideological level. Growing up in such an environment of intrigues. Sikong Wu, in terms of his mind and calculations, is not at all inferior to Qiulianshan.
Qiu Lianshan didn¡¯t stay at Sikong Wu¡¯s residence for long. Naturally, he didn¡¯t come here just to boost military morale as he said. He competed with Sikong Wu and got closer before saying goodbye and leaving.
Sikongwu and Qiu Lianshan fought for a while, and although their soul power was not weak, they still consumed seven or eighty eight. They then practiced the Cloud Splitting Technique and the Turtle Breathing Skill cross-legged for a while, restored their soul power, and then called Han Yun in.
Han Yun came in. Although he didn't violate Sikong Wu's orders at all, he didn't show much respect. To be honest, he couldn't stand Sikong Wu's behavior before. Now that he saw that Sikong Wu had changed a lot, his attitude became better. He asked in a deep voice He said, "What do you have to do, young Lord Marquis?"
Sikong Wu smiled: "Sit down first, I have something to tell you."
Han Yun shook his head: "Thank you, Mr. Marquis, for your kindness. Han Yun can just stand."
Sikong Wu did not hesitate with Han Yun on this issue. He looked at the giant man standing in front of the iron tower and sighed in his heart. Han Yun was extremely tall, even half a head taller than his father Sikong Ba. Standing two and a half meters tall and weighing at least three hundred kilograms, he was like a humanoid tank. Such a giant man is fused with an extremely flexible golden-clawed demon monkey. His movements are not slow at all, and his enemies are often surprised and confused by his appearance.
Although Han Yun is already in his fifties and his two children are over ten years old, for people here, fifty is the prime of life. Martial arts practitioners who practice soul power usually have a life span of one hundred, fifty or sixty years. , Sikong Ba is more than 150 years old and looks like a middle-aged man. Someone like Han Yun is similar to the earthlings who are 34 or 5 years old.
Even ordinary people, it¡¯s common to live over a hundred years old. Industrial pollution is everywhere on this different earth, and the physical fitness of ordinary people is several times better than that of people on earth.
Sikong Wu pondered for a moment, organized his words and said: "Han Yun, the Bashan Jin you practice is an earth-level mental method. After more than 20 years of practice, you have reached the second-level and sixth-level soul refining realm. It is really good. I wonder if your confidence has improved. To the Martial Emperor realm?"
Han Yun didn¡¯t understand why Sikong Wu mentioned this. He thought for a moment and said with a wry smile: "HanYun's qualifications are dull. Even though he has received careful guidance from the Marquis, it is not easy to break through to the Martial Emperor realm. Most of the sixth-grade martial arts masters will never be able to break through this shackles in their lives. They will stop at the sixth-grade realm, and their subordinates have no confidence that they can be promoted. To the realm of Emperor Wu. "
Sikong Wu smiled: "Why do you need to be modest? My father has mentioned to me many times that you have good qualifications, but you just lack the corresponding skills. Our Sikong family's ancestral Cloud Splitting Technique cannot be taught to you, and other mental skills cannot be taught to you. , Bashan Jin is already the most advanced earth-level mental method."
Han Yun didn¡¯t have a good attitude towards Sikong Wu, but he had great respect for Sikong Ba. He said in a deep voice: "Han Yun will never forget the kindness of the Marquis to his subordinates!"
Sikong Wu nodded and suddenly said: "I accidentally obtained a martial arts mental method that just matches the golden-clawed monster monkey you fused. If you practice this mental method, you may be able to break through your current realm. Can you Are you willing to practice?"
Han Yun's heart was suddenly shocked. He personally protected Sikong Wu. Naturally, he had seen Xingyiquan and Baguaquan practiced by Si Kongwu. Both sets of boxing techniques seemed extremely advanced. Even Han Yun felt that the ghosts and gods were unpredictable and difficult to match. He felt that if Sikong Wu's cultivation level was even higher, Han Yun would no longer be qualified to protect Sikong Wu.
He didn¡¯t know that Sikong Wu had learned such a boxing technique from him. Even Sikong Ba didn¡¯t understand it. However, as a guard, he couldn¡¯t possibly ask Sikong Wu. Could it be that Sikong Wu wanted to teach him this technique?
It's not without reason for Han Yun to think this way. The Bashan Jin he practiced is an earth-level mental method, and it is difficult to break through the current state. Sikong Wu said that by practicing this mental method, he may be promoted to the seventh-level Martial Emperor. Naturally, he is It is a higher level and more profound than the Mountain Strength. Apart from the Cloud Splitting Technique, the most likely one is the unknown mysterious boxing technique.
Sure enough, Sikong Wu said with a smile: "You have also seen me practice boxing, right? This is the boxing technique that a mysterious old man taught me before because he was destined to me. It's just that I was young and ignorant and didn't know this boxing technique before. Sharp, but I didn¡¯t practice much. After planting a soul beast, I used my soul power to use this punch, and then I realized that the power of the punch was amazing. In addition, the old man made me make an oath not to tell others if I am under sixteen years old, so no one knew about it. Know."
"The mysterious old man said that this method cannot be practiced except by members of my Xingyi sect. I am now sixteen years old, just at the age where I can accept a disciple. If you are willing to become a disciple of my Xingyi sect, I can teach you this boxing method. You." Sikong Wu looked at Han Yun and said slowly.
Hearing what Sikong Wu said, Han Yun was stunned for a moment. What Xingyimen sounded so weird, but it was unheard of.
However, he is a member of the Hou Mansion, and his wealth and life are attached to the Hou Mansion. He has to obey Sikong Wu's orders, and it does not matter whether he worships under the Xingyi Sect or not. The temptation of Emperor Wu is extremely huge for a sixth-grade martial artist. Yes, although it felt a bit weird to be under the disciple of Sikong Wu, a young man, but it was nothing at all under the temptation of Emperor Wu.
Therefore, Han Yun prostrated himself on the ground and said in a deep voice: "I will let the young Marquis make the decision."
Sikong Wu nodded: "Very good, our Xingyi Sect doesn't have any sect rules. The only thing is that you are not allowed to bully your master and destroy your ancestors. Becoming a disciple is also simple. If you can abide by the sect rules, then kneel down and bow three times to Dongfang, and then Anyone who has worshiped me is a member of my Xingyi Sect.¡±
Becoming a disciple of Xingyi Sect is actually not that simple. In addition, the rules of the sect cannot be the same, such as not bullying the good, etc. But here is different from the earth. The only thing Sikong Wu requires is that Han Yun obey his orders. Asking Han Yun to kneel down and worship Dongfang can be regarded as kneeling down to the master he met in kindergarten.
Han Yun's face straightened, he kowtowed three times to Dongfang respectfully, and then bowed three times to Sikong Wu.
Sikong Wu laughed loudly: "Okay. Han Yun, you will be my seventh-generation disciple of Xingyi Sect from now on! Get up, and I will teach you the Xingyi Boxing Technique now!"
He didn¡¯t know the inheritance history of the Twelve Xingyi Quan he practiced, but his master once told him that Sikong Wu was a sixth-generation disciple, and Han Yun was naturally ranked as a seventh-generation disciple.
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