Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 52 Face Changing and Martial Arts

On the way back, the embroiderer was very curious about Taoist Yansong's changing expression.

"Master Yansong, what's with all those masks?" The embroiderer looked up and down at Master Yansong's face curiously. "So many masks! Where did you hide them?"

Although Taoist Master Yansong was still wearing the Hunyuan scarf at this time, the back and sides were wrapped with black cloth and connected to the inside of his clothes. It was indeed different from his usual attire.

The embroiderer had previously thought that Taoist Yansong was afraid of the cold because of his old age, but now it seemed that he was dressed like this specifically for fighting.

"That's called a facial mask, and it's my exclusive trick." Taoist Master Yansong approached the embroiderer with a smile, and just shook his head, and a blue facial mask instantly appeared on his face.

The embroiderer was so frightened that she let out a cry and took a step back.

Even with her eyesight, she couldn't see how Taoist Yansong suddenly put the mask on his face. She couldn't help but exclaim, "It's amazing!"

Taoist Master Yansong laughed heartily, raised his hand and waved his sleeves in front of him, returning to his original appearance.

"This is called face changing, and it's a unique skill of my hometown. During the difficult times, many craftsmen relied on this skill to support their families." Taoist Master Yansong explained.

Even in the Internet age, there are videos revealing face-changing on the Internet, but once the audience watches it live, they will still exclaim in amazement, let alone in this ancient alien world.

Taoist Master Yansong also made his own modifications. With a little magic power, the seven facial masks can be switched at will. If he were to perform it back on modern Blue Star, it would definitely be a top-notch face-changing skill.

Even the king of face changing has to admit defeat, and those who know the principles of face changing will be confused!
Thinking of this, Taoist Master Yansong couldn't help but feel very proud, and was thinking about when he could go back to broaden the horizons of the Taoists in Qingcheng Mountain.

Like Gu Zhao, Taoist Yansong didn't think of going back to show Taiyi Fenghuo directly at this time. Instead, this little trick combined with magic power was the most effective in controlling people's hearts.

Not only the ignorant Taoist Qing Chengshan, but also the embroiderer and Bai Ke were very surprised, because Taoist Yansong's face changing really gave people a feeling of mystery and amazing talent.

"Then why do you change your face when fighting?" the embroiderer continued to ask.

"It's to boost our own momentum!" Taoist Master Yansong pointed at himself with a smile. "My old face isn't very intimidating. People won't be afraid of it at first sight. If they see me wearing this scary mask during a fight, they'll feel intimidated. Wouldn't that give me the upper hand?"

Bai Ke, "..."

Embroiderer, “…”

Bai Ke was too tired to complain, wondering why all the descendants of Gu Zhao's school were so weird. If a fight really started, who would dare to look down on you if you blew out a blast of Taiyi wind and fire? Why would you have to change your face to scare people?

The embroiderer wasn't very experienced and didn't expect so much. She just nodded in understanding and added, "You even changed your face... your facial makeup."

"To cast different spells, of course, you need to use different facial makeup." Taoist Master Yansong said as he looked at Gu Zhao and recited two lines of doggerel, "The green-faced Wind God hides in the sky, and the red-faced Fire God shakes the world."

Gu Zhao immediately understood and gave a thumbs-up to Taoist Master Yansong, saying, "This is what we call professionalism!"

The embroiderer understood. "So you used a blue mask when blowing the wind, and a red mask when breathing fire. But why did you change to black at the end?"

"Black means I'm going to give it my all." Taoist Master Yansong explained patiently.

The representative figure of the black face mask is Zhang Fei, who is reckless and fierce, with his hair and beard standing out, which is of course a sign of him going all out.

Bai Ke leaned on the embroiderer's shoulder, curious about what other skills Taoist Yansong had, so he asked, "What other colors of facial makeup do you have? Show them to me."

Taoist Master Yansong didn't mind what he said. He just reached out and wiped his face, and then changed into another yellow mask. Yellow as the base, black outline, and red flowers, it looked brave and fierce.

"What does yellow represent?" Bai Ke asked.

"Yellow means I'm going to use the sword." Taoist Master Yansong patted the sword at his waist. "My Qingcheng sword technique has been refined for decades!"

Qingcheng martial arts is famous for its sword skills. Taoist Yansong has indeed practiced sword skills for decades. He has mastered the Xiaoyun Sword, the Seven Star Sword, etc., and can use them as easily as his own arm.

If ten days ago, his swordsmanship could only be used to cultivate his character and improve his fitness, rather than to defeat the enemy, then now his perfect swordsmanship, as long as it was supplemented with magic power, could be used to slay demons and monsters.

For this battle, he even brought the sword that had accompanied him for decades.

"To be a hero, it's not enough to just know magic, you have to know some martial arts at least." Gu Zhao made a summary.

Whether it is Ren Tianhe from the Golden Wind Sect, the old man Huang Pinggong in brocade clothes from the Sanjue Mountain, or the target this time, the corpse ghost Xu Kongting, although they are ghosts, gods and monsters, they have magical powers and can cast spells, but their physical skills are not inferior at all.

In other words, the mainstream cultivation direction in this world is still the dual cultivation of body and method.

"That's right." Taoist Master Yansong nodded, "But we're not bad either."

Taoists do not seek afterlife, but only this life, so of course they pay attention to physical health. Even the Zhengyi Taoists who practice meditation also take into account Qi training, and usually build up their strength and practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies.

This is a tradition. When the Taiping Dao raised its flag and the Five Pecks of Rice Sect ruled one side, the Taoists were all able to mount horses, hold swords, kill generals and seize flags!

Therefore, Taoist Master Yansong practiced boxing, kicking and swordsmanship for decades, and Gu Zhao also followed his grandfather to practice martial arts. Now that he had magical powers and his physical fitness had greatly improved, he naturally gained the ability to fight in close combat.

only……

"I think I can be stronger." Gu Zhao said.

Thinking of Huang Pinggong's violent ape form just now, and Xu Kongting who tried to tear them apart with his sharp claws, Gu Zhao didn't want to pin all his hopes on the fact that the opponents he would meet in the future would have less magical power than himself and would not be able to get close to him. What's more, it is easy to dodge a spear but difficult to guard against an arrow from the dark.

Taoist Master Yansong understood what Gu Zhao meant. "Although your grandfather taught you a local style of boxing, it also laid a good foundation for you. No matter what martial arts you learn in the future, you will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"Hey, hey, hey? What do you mean by a small local style?" Gu Zhao said dissatisfiedly, "White Crane Fist is not a small local style either. It is also one of the signature styles of Southern Fist."

Taoist Master Yansong continued, "If it's not even on the list of intangible cultural heritage, what kind of boxing style is it if it's not considered a minor style?"

Gu Zhao snorted, "Hong Quan didn't make any progress either."

Taoist Master Yansong shook his head. "Hong Quan didn't make it because there were too many branches and inheritances, and there were disputes. Besides, Hong Quan didn't need this to raise its reputation."

Gu Zhao couldn't help but sigh, "The successor of the White Crane Fist is not strong enough!"

Taoist Master Yansong offered a suggestion with a smile, "Then you should brace yourself. Go back and practice the White Crane Fist. Create a White Crane Dharma Image and see who dares to underestimate the White Crane Fist."

Gu Zhao, “…”

(End of this chapter)