Chapter 1632: Using Taoism to Practice Martial Arts

The fact that Marquis Wu'an and the Lord of Huaying Palace are on good terms is known to everyone in the court and the public. There is nothing to hide. It was a friendship that was established when they were in humble positions.

It was not the first time that Jiang Wang came to Huaying Palace.

But it was indeed the first time that he came late at night.

Compared with the grand and bright Changsheng Palace, the architectural style of Huaying Palace is relatively more majestic and heroic. It is often decorated with weapons, armor and long bows, and there are almost no flowers and plants.

If you want to plant, plant trees that can make guns, bows, and pillars of houses.

Standing proudly like guards.

Following the silver-haired old woman walking in Huaying Palace, each guard and maid has a military temperament, speaks and does things meticulously, and performs etiquette very uprightly.

This old woman who has been with Jiang Wuyou for many years does not know her name, but I know that Jiang Wuyou sometimes calls her "Shen Po".

It sounds like calling her "Shen Po".

Although they had met many times, Jiang Wang had little communication with her. He was an old man with a cold personality.

The place where they met was the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena of Huaying Palace can be said to be the most thoughtful building in this palace.

The various array patterns of sound insulation, breath storage, and gathering of essence are all the work of famous artists. Needless to say, other materials such as floor tiles.

Even on the weapon rack beside the martial arts arena, all kinds of weapons such as swords, guns, sticks, axes, etc. are not ordinary items.

The scale of the entire martial arts arena is far from being as small as the martial arts arena in ordinary mansions. It can really accommodate four or five hundred troops for training.

Walk to the martial arts arena.

At that time, the bright moon was hanging high, and there were a few cold stars.

The clean summer night was spread over the palaces lined up one after another.

In the huge martial arts arena, there was a solo dancer.

Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, exploding in the air like a whip tip, drawing a powerful and graceful arc.

She wore leather armor, but it couldn't hide her muscular figure.

Explosive power rose and fell under the leather armor.

She had a pair of round and powerful legs, staggered, stepping on the ground with muffled sounds.

Holding a huge and exaggerated painted halberd in her hand, she flipped and leaped like a dragon.

Her speed was not fast, and she was not in a hurry to complete every move, just like how she had walked all the way to today.

But every move she made was extremely powerful.

Even if it was just a turn or a step, it seemed to mobilize all the strength of her body.

She tried her best to walk, chase, and fight.

The air was knocked open, and the night wind was blown away. The moonlight was shattered and scattered on her body.

Jiang Wang looked at her movements and felt that there was a dragon in her body, roaring and turning.

That was not an illusion.

It was a real image of power.

Jiang Wuyou fully developed the power of the dragon in her spine, and with the dragon in her human body, she drove her limbs and bones, causing the earth to crack and the sky to collapse. This is a path different from orthodox practice and martial arts. Her Dao Mai Tenglong has never left Tongtian Sea, and the so-called dragon roar is a tsunami!

When she finally stopped the halberd, the whole world seemed to be still for a moment.

With a casual flick of her hand, the painted halberd flipped in the air and flew away.

The Fangtian Ghost God Halberd, which was roaring like a dragon just now, had all its spirituality suppressed in an instant and was quietly put away by Shen Po.

Shen Po took a step back and disappeared into the night with the Fangtian Ghost God Halberd.

The Palace Master Huaying turned around, her healthy wheat-colored skin looked very sunny. There was a little sweat on her forehead, which made her more real and sexy.

She looked at Jiang Wang, and said nothing else, but just casually summoned a long sword from the weapon rack on the side of the field.

"How can I let this be a good night?" She said, "Please teach me some swordsmanship, Marquis Wu'an."

Jiang Wuyou's current cultivation level is the inner palace.

Two years ago, when Jiang Wang went out to sea to save Zhu Biqiong and swept the inner palace disciples of Diaohai Tower with his sword, Jiang Wuyou was in the inner palace realm.

Three years ago, when Jiang Wang first came to Qi and had not yet opened the gate of heaven and earth, Jiang Wuyou was also in the inner palace realm.

Now that Jiang Wang has achieved the divine presence and is a strong man in the divine presence realm, Jiang Wuyou is still in the inner palace realm.

Of course, it is not because she is mediocre in talent, nor because she is not working hard enough.

It is because...she is opening up a new path of cultivation on her own.

In today's world, the martial arts have not yet been established.

Wang Ao, the first martial artist of the time, has been unable to reach the peak.

But everyone knows that it is only a matter of time.

The road before the twenty-sixth level of the martial arts has been opened, which is the result of countless talented cultivators' efforts. The thick clouds covering the twenty-seventh level of the martial arts have also been dispersed a lot, and the outline of the palace behind the thick clouds has been captured...

People can fully believe that it will eventually open up a road from the beginning of the extraordinary to the peak of the extraordinary. Truly open up a new road for the human race in the world.

Not Wang Ao, there are others.

Once such a great cause is completed, just the merit of opening a new road for the human race is likely to push the first person in the martial arts to a higher level and step onto the peak.

Many brilliant cultivators who turn to martial arts have the idea of ​​impacting the peak.

After all, it is too difficult to reach the peak.

Even the emperors of the six hegemonic countries have not been able to transcend the peak. Huang Weizhen, the most romantic in Chu for three thousand years, has been planning for more than nine hundred years, and only now has he seen some possibilities.

But the danger of opening up a new road is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Climbing in thick clouds and fog, you never know what is ahead, you never know where the road is, you never know whether you are right or wrong - the way to verify your mistakes is death.

Since the birth of martial arts, in the long history, Wang Ao is not the only one who has gone through the twenty-fourth level of martial arts and can compete with the authentic realm of orthodox cultivation.

Wang Ao is not the only one who has begun to approach Zhenjun.

But those once prominent figures eventually disappeared into the mist.

It is true that Wang Ao has reached the highest position in martial arts in history, almost infinitely close to the twenty-seventh level of martial arts, and close to the realm of the true king.

But no one can tell whether he will make a mistake in the next step and fall from the peak of cultivation with no end in sight.

When you take a step forward, no one can tell whether you are stepping onto the pinnacle or stepping into the abyss.

The exploration of countless amazing figures in history is to use their own lives and blood to write four words - this road is difficult!

This road is difficult to travel, and people have made it through the ages.

There are always great men who have gone before, and there are always those who will follow.

This is how the human race came out of the dark age.

Although the path of Taoism and martial arts that Jiang Wuyou has taken is a hybrid integration of two paths of cultivation and cannot be regarded as a complete innovation, she is currently the only one walking this path, and her difficulties are not inferior to those of anyone else. A martial arts monk after the twenty-fourth heaven.

At this moment, she held the sword in her hand and faced Wu Anhou, who was a master of swordsmanship. Calm, confident, and heroic.

Under the moonlight, the martial arts arena of Huaying Palace was instantly illuminated by the light of the sword, like two bright moons rising side by side.

Jiang Wang naturally suppressed his cultivation at the inner government level.

But everyone in the world doesn't know that the achievements achieved by Marquis Wu'an of Great Qi at the inner government level surpass those of ancient and modern times. With one against four, in a life-and-death fight, they defeated four demons with terrifying killing powers.

It is true that battle is an ever-changing thing with infinite possibilities. At that time, Jiang Wang was far inferior to his actual strength on paper, and at the heavy cost of losing his limbs, he was able to complete a life-and-death fight. It's not a crushing game, and it doesn't represent absolute dominance.

In history, there must be inner monks who are qualified to challenge this achievement.

But everyone must admit that Jiang Wang, who is in the Neifu realm, is indeed worthy of the title of No. 1 in Qing history. No matter how great a being is, if you want to face Jiang Wang like that in the inner realm, you must have the consciousness to be killed.

Today, Jiang Wang suppressed his cultivation, and the performance he could achieve at the level of the inner palace was completely beyond imagination!

Of course, even if the golden body and chalcedony are forcibly sealed, this is not considered a real inner palace.

But the scary part is...

Facing Jiang Wang like this, Jiang Wuyou still has the strength to fight!

Jiang Wuyou's sword, power, and intention were completely integrated into one. She almost used her power at the inner level to the limit without wasting any of it.

After suppressing his cultivation at the inner government level, Jiang Wang would certainly not hold back.

He respected Jiang Wuyou enough, so he showed Jiang Wuyou his swordsmanship that was absolutely perfect at the inner palace level.

And Jiang Wuyou's figure that combined strength and beauty was flying under the moon. The three-foot green front is described as an art.

She turned her eyes, like a dragon traveling through the nine heavens.

She drank softly, like the phoenix singing on the phoenix tree.

She raised the sword as if she had stirred up mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, and when she raised the sword she hit the common people!

Greatness and insignificance are all in one thought.

Sometimes she is the emperor's daughter with affection, and sometimes she is the king's heartless one.

Her eyebrows and her eyes are supreme and noble.

Her sword, her people...

The sword rises like a dragon dancing, the moonlight and night are worse than each other!

Canglanglang!

Jiang Wuyou quickly threw away the sword, and with a move, he held a long knife.

The whole figure is like a big bow that has been fully drawn. When the string moves, it leaps forward——

"I have a knife, please show me your eyebrows!"

The light of the knife tore apart the night and broke into Jiang Wang's field of vision without warning.

Her swordsmanship is already outstanding, and her swordsmanship is not weak at all.

In terms of sword skills alone, all the opponents Jiang Wang had fought at the inner government level were only slightly inferior to Qin Zhizhen.

Jiang Wang concentrated his attention and used a sauvignon blanc to suppress the snow-like sword light.

The long night is not yet over, the metal and iron are chiming.

Jiang Wuyou even used seven sets of top-notch sword techniques, whether they were chilling, sharp or vicious, and performed various styles, but he could not break through Jiang Wang's sword perimeter. So he put his sword back into the frame, pulled his hand, and a red-tasseled spear emerged!

With the red tassel in hand, she seems to have rushed to the battlefield.

Thousands of troops and horses surged in the night.

With one wrong move of his hands, he flicked a little, and the cold star exploded, and the immeasurable gun light filled the night sky, and thousands of howls and tens of thousands of roars were heard in an instant.

This spear Feng Qiwu.

One more shot to attack the phoenix!

"Good marksmanship!"

Jiang Wang admired him from the bottom of his heart. A casual move of his hand would turn a famous man into a downfall. A flick of his sword would turn him into a young and frivolous man.

He used his sword skills to his heart's content, skinned all the birds cleanly, and chopped the lone phoenix back into the phoenix tree.

At the same time that the gun shadows in the sky disappeared, Jiang Wuyou held a big ax in both hands and descended from the sky, like a goddess opening a mountain!

This is rare in the world!

Palace Master Huaying displayed all her martial arts skills, including swords, guns, clubs, axes, axes, hooks and forks, and eighteen kinds of weapons, all of which were excellent choices.

Jiang Wang only responded with his sword skills, and was dazzled by the dazzling array of things he saw.

Seeing it makes my heart happy!

With his current level of cultivation, he could actually gain something from the competition with Jiang Wuyou who was in the Inner Palace Realm.

No wonder there is a saying that "men in this world are afraid of shame".

No wonder it can set a precedent for Taoist martial arts!

All the weapons on the weapon rack had been tried, and Jiang Wuyou used whatever he got. It rises and affects the situation.

The more she fights, the more majestic she becomes, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.

Then it gradually subsided, like still water running deep.

Such a wonderful showdown, it's a pity that no one appreciates it.

Why should anyone appreciate such a wonderful duel!

When Jiang Wuyou finally returned the pair of iron maces to the weapon rack, his whole body was completely gone, and his energy was mixed and merged between heaven and earth.

She established a kind of self and freedom under the bright moon and sparse stars.

Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and said sincerely: "Congratulations, Palace Master!"

He realized that Jiang Wuyou's road to Taoism and martial arts had been completed.

The dusty locks of many years are suddenly opened, and the bitter passes and dangerous passes are broken.

Jiang Wuyou also smiled: "Thank you very much, Marquis Wu An, for accompanying me on this journey."

"I just happened to meet at the right time, but I was able to witness history." Jiang Wang said with emotion: "What a blessing!"

"It's too early to say that we have witnessed history." Jiang Wuyou said, "The road is half complete. At least there is no obstacle before the real person."

As she spoke, she sighed softly.

Of course Jiang Wang knew what she was unsaid.

The road to Taoism and martial arts, at least at this stage, has no way to go after reaching the Dongzhen realm.

Because her path was a mixture of two families, but none of the martial arts masters had passed it themselves.

If the martial arts does not produce a true master, it cannot provide a way forward, and Jiang Wuyou's path to martial arts will never be possible.

"Speaking of which, I have always been curious about one thing..." Jiang Wang said: "With the palace master's talent and talent, whether he is following the orthodox cultivation path or the martial arts, he can now go very far. Why should he open his own martial arts? Why choose such a difficult path?”

Jiang Wuyou did not answer directly, but asked, "Do you know why I am called Wuyou?"

Jiang Wang shook his head.

Jiang Wuyou said: "The day I was born happened to be during the first Qi-Xia war. My father's formation killed Emperor Xia Xiang and defeated the Xia army. Hearing the news of my birth, he was very happy and said, 'I am Wuyou' That's it! 'So you named me Wuyou."

She didn't answer, but she had already answered.

Her name carries the beautiful vision of Emperor Qi.

She wanted to make her father truly "worry-free".

So she has to take a path that will lead her to the "strongest"!

She was born in the twenty-fourth year of Yuanfeng, and is now the fifty-seventh year of Yuanfeng. She is already thirty-three years old.

Looking at the whole world, those who have not become gods at thirty cannot be considered extremely talented.

And she has great talent, but she is still wandering in the inner palace at the age of thirty-three.

This is the price she paid for this difficult road.

Even, in the foreseeable future, these costs are far from enough.

But how many people in the world can have this kind of courage, this kind of spirit, this kind of courage?

Jiang Wang said angrily: "I am also ashamed to meet the palace master!"

Jiang Wuyou laughed: "It's late at night, Marquis Wu'an, please come back. After all the fun today, I won't let you drink anymore."

Jiang Wang also smiled: "When I come back with integrity, I will have a drink with His Highness."

He turned around and strode out.

Behind him, Jiang Wuyou's aura grew stronger and more majestic. At night, the cave shines brightly in Zi.

Her voice resounded throughout Huaying Palace——

"I have become a god now, and I am marching for the Marquis of Wu'an. I am going on a mission to the grassland, and I will be the proudest of all the heavens in the world."

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