Chapter 3: Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist
Avalanche! Avalanche! Avalanche!
Three bowstring blasts ripped through the air, and the arrow was like a shooting star, directly hitting the center of the arrow target two hundred paces away.
At the same time, the iron arrow even pierced through the center of the target, revealing itself from the other end. It showed the archer's powerful strength and precise eye agility.
"Xuejiao sister, you can actually pull a hundred and twenty pounds of strong bow practice bead launch, more than a hundred and twenty pounds, in the 'martial arts scripture' is called tiger strength, this kind of archery, strength, even those military officers in the army do not have this kind of ability. It seems that your martial arts skills have already reached the point of practicing the membrane and strengthening the bones, and you can be called a martial arts master. But you're a girl, riding and shooting fists and sticks all day long, but it's a bit indecent."
In the middle of a martial arts practice field that was five hundred paces square, a woman of about twenty years old, dressed in a pure one-color snow-white power suit, with a red bandana tied around her head, opened her bow, shot an arrow, and retracted her stance to fire three arrows in a row, pulling her bow into a full moon, with a calm demeanor.
She was wearing very little clothing, but in the cold wind, the frozen solid land did not see any cold at all.
She was Hong Xuejiao, the daughter of the second house of the Marquis.
Next to her stood a brocade-clothed young man. This teenager's body was slender, like a crane, and his eyes were like stars.
"My Da Qian Dynasty started the country with martial arts and settled the world, although now that the country has been in existence for sixty years, the folk literary style is flourishing and the martial arts style is gradually declining, but the Emperor still attaches extreme importance to the martial arts, otherwise how come he has to go to the fields in the spring and fall to hunt. Is it really for fun? Fear is to pick up the field hunting maneuvers. Tell those princes, nobles, and clans not to forget about martial arts."
Hong Xuejiao tried the bowstring again and easily pulled it into a full moon:
"Although this 'White Ox Bow' is a top grade bow, with a bow strength of around one hundred and forty to fifty pounds, it is far inferior to my father's 'Falling Star Bow'."
"Of course, Marquis Wenwu's 'Falling Star Bow' is made of fine steel for the bow body, and the strings are made of python tendons soaked in gelatin soup thousands of times for ten years before it is made, it has a full strength of nine stones, and is capable of shooting a distance of a thousand paces, and it is only when one has attained the realm of 'practicing the marrow as if it were frost, and practicing the blood and mercury syrup' to make the fleshly body into a holy state that one can pull it into a full-moon continuous shooting Only when the martial arts fist skill reaches the realm of 'practicing marrow like frost, practicing blood and mercury pulp' and the physical body becomes a saint, can it be pulled into a full moon continuous shooting. Boxing to the martial arts saint realm, the world is afraid to talk about a few."
The brocade-clothed boy laughed; "But you also know that right now, the folk culture of my Da Qian Dynasty is flourishing, and the scholars hold the government. Even with the force of Marquis Wen Wu, when he was young, he was reprimanded by the prime minister Li Yan, and finally gave up martial arts from the literature in anger, and won the examination, and now he can only be in the position of a very important person. Otherwise, it can only be at home, like my father to be a peaceful Li Guo Gong just."
In the middle of Marquis Wenwu's residence, there was no dare to mention Marquis Hong Xuanji's youthfulness, while this brocade-clothed teenager easily said it, obviously his status was extraordinary.
This young man in brocade clothing, is the "Duke of Li" in the House of the first eldest son, Jing Yu Xing.
Daqian dynasty title, public, marquis, uncle. Duke of state's title in the marquis above. However, the title to the title, the official position of the court to the official position of the court, "Marquis Wu Wen" Hong Xuanji because of the gold medal in the imperial examinations, into the main government, influence and the Duke of Li compared to, there has been more than not.
"Words can't be said like this, your family already title is thick, another step up, is a different name king, and then participate in the dynasty, I'm afraid that the royal family will not be assured." Hong Xuejiao smiled.
"But you can't talk nonsense." Hearing this, Jing Yu Xing's face changed slightly, his eyes instantly swept in all directions, as if he was afraid that people would hear him.
"Alright, no more talking." Hong Xuejiao smiled, "But then again, you said that I ride and shoot the whole day, fiddling with fists and sticks, as a girl's family is not elegant, do you know, sixty years of our Daqian Dynasty to destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty into the Jade Capital, what was the end of those unarmed princes and young ladies? Spoiled to be spoiled, killed to be killed, barely alive, was captured to the barracks ...... even the power to escape are not. We Daqian is now **** the upper state, but there is a grassland Yunmeng Empire in the east, a desert fire Luo Dynasty in the west, the southern sea also has many island empires, and there is also a Yuan Tu Dynasty in the north, twenty years ago, the iron cavalry of the Yunmeng Empire reached directly outside the Yujing City. Although it was repulsed, it was a close call. As for those civil officials and scholars, the court merely wanted them to appease the hearts of the world, and although the previous chancellor, Li Yan, was powerful in the world, his title was not sealed after his death, and his children and grandchildren were not blessed with grace."
"Okay, okay, you don't say it, but you say so much, Xuejiao you are a heroine, let us bearded men be ashamed." Jing Yu Xing smiled, "But I have a gift for you today."
"What gift?" Hong Xuejiao asked.
Jing Yu Xing clapped his hands, and immediately came over a middle-aged man from afar, this middle-aged man's hands are long above the knee, his gait is calm and penetrating, his eyes seem dull and lightless, in fact, sharp and deep, obviously an expert.
The middle-aged man walked, unloaded a bag behind him, Jing Yu Xing took out a book from inside the bag.
Written on the book's cover was the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist.
"Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist?" Hong Xuejiao took a look, and a light of surprise emitted from within her eyes, "This is the martial arts secret book of the Great Zen Temple in Central State, after the Great Zen Temple was annihilated by our dynasty twenty years ago, countless martial arts secret books were scattered in all directions. This is full of boxing masterpieces."
"Yes, it is none other than the Great Zen Temple's Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist." Jing Yu Xing laughed.
"This is the most detailed book of bone refining in the world, ah, a total of two hundred and six hands, exercising two hundred and six bones around the body. Of all the martial arts under heaven, only this book has the most detailed bone refining. The rest of the bone refining martial arts, none of them have as many as two hundred and six hands."
Hong Xuejiao's martial arts were also practiced to a high degree. Once she looked through it, there was even more surprise in her eyes.
Human body, two hundred and six bones, other martial arts, can not exercise to one by one, only the Great Zen Temple's "Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist", all can be refined.
This book, is hard to buy with ten thousand gold.
"This is the secret book that Prince Cheng and I saw when we went to the Pine Crane Mountain Room of the Royal Books and quietly copied it. Don't show it to others." Jing Yu Xing put his hands behind his back, "The Great Zen Temple in Central China, the holy land of martial arts and the ancestor of Zen Buddhism, unfortunately colluded with the remnants of the former dynasty to plot a rebellion, and was annihilated by our dynasty's army, I heard that that temple was spectacularly grand and had as many masters as a cloud of experts, but it is now gone up in smoke. I've heard that Marquis have all participated in that siege of the Great Zen Temple's military affairs, right? I heard that that siege was tragic to the extreme, with many of the court's great generals dying in battle, and many of the experts from the Founder Immortal Dao, the Orthodox Dao, and the Taishang Dao Taoist sects who participated in the siege also died."
"Hmm." Hong Xuejiao excitedly flipped through the book, "This Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist Position is to move the bones and knuckles, harden the bones, and train the bones like steel, it's the finest bone refining fist position in the world."
Miss Xuejiao can open a hundred pounds of ox tendon bow to practice beads and shoot arrows, she has already practiced her tendons, flesh and skin membranes, the next step is to practice bone hardness and strong piercing power, this Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist Method is just right for this, but I heard that Marquis Wu Wen is one of the few great masters under the sun, although he abandoned martial arts to become a writer for twenty years, his kung fu is definitely getting deeper and deeper. It is truly admirable."
Just then, the middle-aged man next to him spoke.
"Uncle Yun." Jing Yu Xing raised his hand.
The middle-aged man immediately smiled and retreated, no longer speaking.
"Eh? This person is quite something, when did the Duke of Li's residence have such an expert." Hong Xuejiao secretly said in her heart.
"Miss ...." Just as Hong Xuejiao was thinking in her heart, that maidservant Xiao Ning hurriedly walked over.
"What is this word?" Hong Xuejiao looked at the poem in her hand.
"Good character! Cursive Script Running Snake Walking Vicious. Good poem, good one, this heart is not by itself, fixing the heart ape can tranquilize the spirit, locking the intention horse can establish the life, if one's heart can be by itself, then it's a man of the immortals. The poem has an immortal flavor, and the words are even more spiritual, with jagged bones and strength. What kind of person wrote this?"
Jing Yuxing looked at a stroke on the white paper and couldn't help his eyes light up in admiration.
"This is one of my younger brothers, but he wasn't born very well, Mrs. Zhao didn't treat him very well, and he took the Xiu Cai exam last year." Hong Xuejiao handed the poem over to Jing Yuxing, and continued to flip through the Tiger Demon Bone Training Fist Book herself.
"Xiaoning, you take out ten silver cakes from my private room and give them to Hong Yi, he's going to prepare for the imperial exams, with that little bit of monthly silver, I'm afraid it won't be enough to spend."
"Miss, what are you giving him money for. If Mrs. Zhao finds out, I'm afraid it's only bad." Xiao Ning held back the corners of her mouth with a reluctant expression.
"Wouldn't you just go quietly?" Hong Xuejiao waved her hand.
"Fine." Xiao Ning turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait."
"Sir Jing, do you have any orders?" Seeing that it was Jing Yuxing who had spoken, Xiao Ning immediately became respectful.
"Uncle Yun, go to my house with a quick horse and bring me a hundred sheets of my Pine and Bamboo Xuan Snow Paper, as well as that square of purple inkstone, pure fox quill, and musk ink." Jing Yu Xing said.
"Uh-huh." The middle-aged man called Uncle Yun did not have the slightest doubt about Jing Yu Xing's order, and after answering, he took a few steps to pull away and quickly went outside the martial arts practicing ground, mounted a furious horse that was as black as a dragon, and rolled away furiously.
About a meal's worth of work, this Uncle Yun returned, and on the back of the horse was holding a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
"Send this to him. By the way, what's the name of that brother of yours?" Jing Yu Xing raised his hand in a gesture.
"His name is Hong Yi." Hong Xuejiao looked at Jing Yuxing and suddenly smiled, "Rumor has it that Little Guo Gong is courteous and eager to do good, so I've finally seen it today. These several parties of literary treasures are all valuable things, worth at least a few hundred taels, equivalent to the family fortune of a medium-sized family in Yujing City."
"It's just a small thing." Jing Yu Xing smiled.
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In the small courtyard in the northwest of the marquis house, Hong Yi is still reading, just at this time, Xiaoning and several maids with pen, ink, paper and inkstones in their hands came in, while placing it on the table and said, "Hong Yi you are so lucky, today the young lady and the small Liguo Gong together, the small Liguo Gong appreciates your poetic talent, specially ordered me to send you pen, ink, paper and inkstones, all of them are worth a hundred gold and rare treasures it. In addition, miss told me to give ten silver cakes to you."
"Hmm? Send me pen, ink and paper?"
Hong Yi lifted his head and looked at the things on the table, "Go back and tell Little Lord Li that you don't get rewarded without merit. As for Xuejiao's ten silver cakes you also take them back, if you want to give silver, at least one hundred silver cakes, my poem, one word ten gold is still worth it."
"Hmph!" Xiao Ning heard Hong Yi's words, his face was slightly green, immediately packed up his things, turned around and walked away, when he walked out, faintly came the words, "Really don't know how to appreciate!"
"He really thinks of himself as a young master."
"Just a sour and smelly scholar. When he becomes an adult, Mrs. Zhao will have to deal with him sooner or later."
Hong Yi heard these people's discussion, heart cold smile, long exhaled: "This marquis in the middle of more and more can not stay, forget it, before the examination, not and these small women general understanding. Or go to the West Mountain Autumn Moon Temple to live for a while, also for mother's grave."
On the martial arts practice field.
"No merit, no reward? Xuejiao, that younger brother of yours has a hardened backbone." Jing Yu Xing saw that Hong Yi didn't accept anything, but wasn't concerned, he just smiled faintly and suddenly changed the topic.
"By the way, wait for some days, may be about to snow, Prince Cheng's son, and Yongchun County Lord we a few dating good to go to the West Mountain to fox hunting, I heard that recently the West Mountain haunts the fox, there is a white fox are drilling into the city, ran to the imperial garden of the palace, all the Yuanfei lady scared, and then shouted the big internal experts to chase all did not chase to, and finally put the Yujing Guanyuan Fongxian Dao of the Taoist priest called in, that white fox only then did not appear again."
"To the western mountain fox hunting? Of course I'm going."
Hong Xuejiao smiled.
