From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 77
Lin Qingxuan, a poet who entered the Dao given to Lin Qingxuan by the seven sons of Quanzhen, didn't know it himself. He took Zhou Botong all the way down the mountain, and he arrived at the barren valley in the afternoon of the next day.

At this time, Lin Qingxuan had named the barren valley "Longevity Valley", and when he entered the valley, he took Zhou Botong to introduce the scenery and snake nests, pill houses, waterfalls, etc.

After enjoying it for a long time, he took Zhou Botong to the sword mound to see the pen and Qingfeng sword left by Dugu Qiufeng.

Zhou Botong was amazed when he came down from the sword tomb, and went to the cave to look at the stone tomb of Dugu Qiufeng, and said with a smile: "What's the use of martial arts no matter how high it is? Wouldn't it still be buried here? If it weren't for this strange eagle Accompanying, I am afraid that I will have to be violent in the wild.

Sword Demon, Sword Demon, when you were alive, you were invincible across the world, yet you didn’t leave any secrets of the Sword Classic, which is a pity…”

Lin Qingxuan glanced at the stone tomb, moved his lips but still did not say a word.

Some of Zhou Botong's words were blunt and harsh, while others were praised and admired, purely because of what he thought and said.

After a moment of condolence, Zhou Botong bowed and walked to Shendiao to compare his martial arts with it.

Zhou Botong has two hobbies by nature, one is to play, as long as he has never played, he wants to play.

Another hobby is that he likes to practice martial arts and martial arts, so he is considered a martial arts idiot.

When he was on Taohua Island, Zhou Botong heard Lin Qingxuan say that although the divine sculpture is a beast, it swoops, pecks and bites, and its swinging action is quite similar to that of a martial arts master. It's a bit characteristic, so Zhou Botong couldn't wait to see and see.

At this time, Doutou first hit him with a Kongming fist, the Shendiao escaped as soon as he retreated, and when his wings moved, he slapped with a whistling wind.

Zhou Botong wanted to test the strength of Shendiao, so he used the Kongming Fist of Eight Success Powers to resist, Shendiao staggered before standing up, and his long beak pressed down on Zhou Botong's chest again.

Zhou Botong had already tried a trick and found out that although the divine eagle has no internal strength, it is extremely powerful, like a warrior with extremely advanced outer martial arts, which is comparable to his own six or seven successes, so he turned sideways to dodge and wave his palm to block the other divine eagle. swing.

Zhou Botong was delighted to see the hunter, but the divine eagles were already accustomed to fighting and feeding tricks with people. As soon as one eagle and one person fought, they would fight in a group in an instant. fell to the ground.

After half an hour, Shendiao's strength was weak and his movements were much slower. Zhou Botong was also satisfied and flashed a foot away. Haha laughed: "Good eagle, good eagle!"

Lin Qingxuan also laughed, pulled Zhou Botong, and took the divine sculpture to the grotto to rest.

He scooped clean water from the water tank with a ladle for Shendiao and Zhou Botong to drink. Lin Qingxuan went straight to the outside and used the white camel mountain to attract snakes to attract ten Bodhisattva snakes to kill and deal with, snake galls, snake blood, snake bones, etc. They were all thrown into the jar and waited to be cooked, while the snake meat was fried and cooked and prepared to be eaten by the two of them.

Zhou Botong had always been afraid of snakes. Although he knew that the Bodhisattva snake was also a different species, he didn’t look at it. Lin Qingxuan didn’t dare to eat it when he brought it. Seeing that Zhou Botong really didn’t want to eat it, Lin Qingxuan beat another pheasant and roasted it for him.

After two days of playing in the barren valley, Zhou Botong was very happy with Lin Qingxuan and Shendiao fighting martial arts every day. On the third day, Lin Qingxuan was ready to teach him Jiuyin magic.

Zhou Botong was amazed when he learned that it was the strange text in the Jiuyin Sutra. Although his heart was itching, he still did not forget his brother's order, and said sternly: "I can't learn, brother, my brother is not allowed to be disciples because of his fate. If you practice martial arts in the Nine Yin Sutra, you are not considered his serious apprentice now, you will learn it if you learn it, but you can't tease me."

After speaking, Zhou Botong turned his head and covered his ears again, looking like a child, Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly and said, "I studied and translated this Sanskrit myself, and I don't know if it's right or not. Who dares to say that he knows?

I'm just a martial art that I blindly researched, and it can't be regarded as the original version passed down by Huang Chang, right?Show other people what kind of martial arts they can learn by relying on this strange babble. Speaking of which, our brothers have practiced this mental method, and it is not a violation of the ancestor's last words. "

Zhou Botong was overjoyed when he heard the words, tugging at his beard and said, "That's right, that's right, my brother just said that you can't practice the martial arts in the two volumes of the Nine Yin Sutra, brother, you're trying to fiddle with something that no one can understand. Fa, when it comes to the Nine Yin Sutra, there is not a single word in it."

Seeing that Zhou Botong agreed, Lin Qingxuan taught him Jiuyin magic. Although Lin Qingxuan had already started to practice, his martial arts level was far from Zhou Botong's. As soon as he got started, Lin Qingxuan suddenly became enlightened in many places.

Looking up and seeing that the sun was setting, Zhou Botong patted his thigh and said, "Broken, brother, how many days is it today?"

Lin Qingxuan counted with his fingers and said, "It's the fourth day of the first day, eldest brother, don't worry, there's nothing wrong, let's practice another night, and it won't be too late to go back to Chongyang Palace tomorrow morning."

Zhou Botong nodded and said, "That's good, brother, there is a saying in the magic art, 'Shaoyang grows in darkness, yin gradually declines and yang grows stronger, yin and yang complement each other, and each other grows and supports each other...', I felt quite rewarding after practicing. Yin Shen Gong is a lot higher than our Quanzhen teaching method. Although our martial arts are unfathomable, they are too feminine and soft. …”

After listening for a moment, Lin Qingxuan felt that his martial arts cultivation had greatly improved, and after a long while, he also shared his experience.

Zhou Botong was overjoyed to hear it, and he practiced while talking.

After a long time, the sky has turned from night to dawn, and Zhou Botong has fully understood the Jiuyin magic skills. He suddenly remembered many martial arts principles that his brother told him before his death, but he hadn't fully understood them back then. Concentrate on practicing martial arts and make great progress, so I understand a lot. At this time, I suddenly realized it when I compared it with Jiuyin magic art.

Only then did Zhou Botong know that his brother's realm must not be under Huang Chang. The innate skills he created back then could be compared to Jiuyin's magic skills, but unfortunately he didn't have a certainty, and he couldn't learn it with Duan Huangye in Dali. , Later, the elder brother was unable to teach the old disease after relapse. Otherwise, where would it be time for Huang Lao Xie and Lao Poison to show their prestige?

However, if he hadn't been trapped on Peach Blossom Island for 15 years and had no time to take care of other things, and concentrated on practicing martial arts, he would have cultivated the skills of the outside world for 15 years in 25 years, and he would never have the current cultivation skills. I'm afraid I won't understand much...

Zhou Botong remembered his senior brother and the time when he practiced with him. He couldn't help crying again. After a long while, he got up under Lin Qingxuan's persuasion. Martial arts are no worse than Jiuyin Shengong, but I was too playful to learn it back then. It was lost in our Quanzhen Sect. If you have a chance in the future, if you can learn it from the Dali Emperor Duan, if your brother knows How happy are you?"

"Big brother is talking about innate skills?"

Lin Qingxuan asked: "I heard that this was the most powerful magic of the ancestors back then. When he was discussing the sword in Mount Hua, he relied on this superb art to overwhelm the other Four Jue."

"Of course."

Zhou Botong said arrogantly: "Heaven and earth are in harmony, the sun and moon are in harmony, the four seasons are in harmony, and yin and yang are in harmony. This is innate. My brother's innate skills are no worse than Jiuyin's divine skills, but it's a pity that I didn't. can learn."

"Then why didn't the real Chongyang leave a secret book? Don't you just go to learn it now, just take a look at it?"

Zhou Botong smiled and said: "My brother's innate skills are the nemesis of most martial arts in the world, and the old poison's toad skills are the most afraid of my brother's innate skills, followed by Duan Huangye's Yiyang Finger.

Originally, I couldn't figure it out, but when the old poison wrapped in a demon and attacked the Chongyang Palace to capture the Jiuyin Mantra, my brother broke his toad skill with one finger, and then I understood what my brother meant. The scriptures are hidden because they are afraid of keeping the Jiuyin scriptures and causing disaster to the Quanzhen Sect. The innate power is the nemesis of the toad art. After my teacher left, there is no opponent of the old poison, and no one can learn the innate. achievement.

Before my brother died, he passed the innate power to the emperor Duan just to leave a character who restrained the old poison, so the old poison would not dare to do things too much in the future, but if he knew that there were innate power secrets in the Chongyang Palace, I am afraid he must also Rob, who can stop it?
In the event that innate merit falls into his hands, Duan Huangye's congenital one yang finger can no longer make him fearful, and it is difficult for anyone in the world to control him.

Moreover, if the descendants in the next generation have to be strong enough to practice their martial arts to a high level, they will naturally be able to go to the Emperor Duan to learn it. I can see you! "

(End of this chapter)