The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

Chapter 138

"In this way, I know that you want to collect some really superior exercises, such as "Tianwu Nervous", "Dharma Nervous", "Heaven and Earth Interaction Zheng Yin Yang Great Compassion Fu" and so on."

Taoist Mu straightened his somewhat wrinkled Taoist robe, and continued:
"Actually, as far as I know, although the inner strength part of Shaolin School's "Dharma Nervous" has been lost, some of the Buddhist martial arts recorded in it have been handed down, such as 'Bone Shrinking Technique', 'Lion's Roar', 'Eighteen Bodhidharma' and so on."

Bodhidharma's "Bone Shrinking Technique" and "Lion's Roar" are naturally much more sophisticated than the "same" martial arts circulated by the outside world, which can be said to be equivalent to the difference between branches and leaves.

Zhao Qing knew this very well, she nodded and said, "That's right, do you have any clues related to "Dharma Nervousness"?"

"If anyone in Shaolin Temple knows where the remaining part of "Dharma Nervous" is kept, that person must be the abbot of Shaolin, Zen Master Great Compassion."

Taoist Mu explained: "However, he has been in seclusion for many years, practicing the 'Eighteen Dharma Forms' hard, and has not been out of Shaolin Temple for a long time. Only when old friends of the same generation invite him, can he be allowed to leave the monastery."

Shaolin Temple is known as the largest sect in the world, and there are so many masters, it is impossible to force Dabei to leave.

In the past, the Blood God Son of the Demon Sect went to Mount Song alone and defeated the seven great monks of Shaolin, but was trapped in the formation of Arhats. He struggled hard for three days and three nights without breaking out, and finally was exhausted and died of exhaustion. .

Therefore, it is more appropriate to use ingenious tactics than to fight against the Shaolin whole school by one's own strength.

"Speaking of contemporary martial arts, I'm probably the only one whose generational status is comparable to Dabei's. The other people, even Shangshan's two elders of Tianqinmen, have little chance of success because they don't have any friendship with each other. .”

"Besides, I don't know much about the Devil's Cult's "The Great Compassion of Yin and Yang".

"Zhong Wugu who founded the Black Tiger Hall?" Zhao Qing said casually.

She stretched out her hand, and the "Five Tigers Broken Door Knife" that she had a crush on fell into her hand, and she spontaneously turned the pages.

The power of the Black Tiger Hall is adjacent to the control area of ​​the Western Demon Cult. Before Zhong Wugu joined the Ghost Villa, there had been some small conflicts between the two.

After a while, Zhong Wugu's son "Flying Jade Tiger" Fang Yufei will become one of the "Northwest Twin Jades" along with Jade Rakshasa, and he will boldly plot to gain the power of the Western Demon Cult.

"Jade Rakshasa was born out of nowhere, and he worked hard to create a great power outside the pass. He undoubtedly possesses extremely high martial arts, perhaps not inferior to the unique skills in "Fu of Great Compassion." Taoist Mu began to introduce.

"However, he is extremely mysterious. So far, no one knows whether Yu Luocha is a man or a woman, and which peak of the Kunlun Mountains the "Great Light Realm" of the Demon Cult's main altar is located."

"However, I have already obtained the general direction of the Great Light Realm from Zhong Wugu. That is what he gained after he took down an elder guardian of the Western Demon Sect in a surprise attack."

"If you want to obtain Yu Luocha's unique martial arts skills, we can cooperate. We will attack the Great Light Realm together, kill the thirteen guardian elders above, and force out the leader Yu Luocha."

Obviously, the three friends of Suihan who appeared in the Silver Hook Casino are not all the elders of the Western Demon Sect.

Otherwise, if Yu Luocha faked his death, and all the elders under him would rebel, then his sect would be established in vain.

Of course, the three of them must be the top figures among the elders, otherwise they would not dare to compete for the position of leader.

Taoist Mu once again mentioned his conditions: "As long as you promise to give me two volumes of cheat books, I will help you with all my strength. Why not exchange two useless exercises for help? Once I become As the head of Wudang, you can also send a large number of disciples as assistants."

After he finished speaking, the underground secret room fell into silence.

Mu Taoist was suddenly a little nervous. Although he gave many related explanations and added many conditions, he couldn't guarantee that the more he said, the more he would deepen the other party's suspicion and cause himself to fall short.

Fortunately, after a while, Zhao Qing's reply reassured him.

After careful consideration, she replied aloud: "I agree to your terms. But I will exchange "Tianwu Nerve" for "Wedding Dress Magic Art" and "Sewing Clothes Dafa" after we arrive at the Ghost Villa."

……

At the same time, Pingnan Palace, the martial arts field.

Prince Nan Wang is a very handsome young man, with a wound on his face that has just healed, and he is about to compete with seven Taoists in swordsmanship.

The leader is an old Taoist in green clothes and yellow crown, with a face like a dead wood, with yellow tassels fluttering behind his shoulders, and a long sword with a black sheath on his back.

"Gu Guanzhu, please." Nanwang Shizi took a step forward, lightly handed out a sword, with a vague artistic conception, a dozen changes occurred in an instant.

The opponent in front of him turned out to be Gu Qingfeng, the master of the Northern School of Taoism and the master of Baiyun Temple!
Gu Qingfeng also said: "Please." With a turn of his right hand, the long sword was already out of its sheath and stabbed straight out.

His sword light is like a pool of autumn water, fluttering and flowing in the wind, exquisite and exquisite.

Although he can't compare with the top swordsmen like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, he is already a first-class master in the Jianghu because his sword moves lightly and his intention is to take the sword first.

Six younger Taoists with the same attire stood behind him with swords in their hands, and they also rushed out at the same time, stabbing out six swords.

I saw a silver light suddenly rising, and seven sword lights swept across the sky like a rainbow, criss-crossing up and down, left and right, and surrounded the son of the Southern King in the middle.

However, I heard the sound of "Ding Dong" and the dragon's chants were endless, and the swordsmanship of the seven people cooperated with each other and echoed each other. It is the secret of the Northern School of Taoism and the Quanzhen School, the Big Dipper Array.

Although the son of the Southern Prince has obtained some of Ye Gucheng's true biography, the time for practicing swordsmanship is limited after all, and there is still a big gap between him and the top master.

But this formation is well-structured and well-coordinated, all of a sudden, the seven swords seem to have the power of seventy swords.

The sword light is like a net, he is like a big fish that has fallen into the net, flying and jumping in the net, but still can't escape the net.

The sword net has become tighter and tighter.

The Baiyun sword technique in his hand changed again and again, but he was still unable to break through the siege of the formation.

Just when the sword net was tightened again, a bright sword light in the middle was drawn from bottom to top, like a wall of light, surged up suddenly, and actually opened the fence for a distance.

At this very moment, Prince Nan took back the sword he was swiping upwards, and then swung it out quickly again, covering the surrounding Taoists with a chilly air.

The sword light was like a curtain, and suddenly there was a sharp howling wind, and the surrounding wind was violent, forcing people's skin and hair, and the air currents flew back and forth, making people feel like they were in a whirlwind!

Facing this mighty sword screen, Gu Qingfeng and the others couldn't help but take half a step back to avoid the sharp edge, so that there was a fleeting flaw in the connection between the formations.

However, Prince Nan seized the opportunity.

In the blink of an eye, he has made 21 stabs, each of which is drawn at an angle that makes it difficult to dodge, and each of which hits a vital point.

The sky was full of sword light, and the sword energy was cold, followed by a series of "clang" fencing sounds, which came and went, but stopped abruptly.

There was a sigh.

"Your Majesty is good at swordsmanship. Even if you have just recovered from a serious injury, we are no match for you. City Lord Baiyun has taken in a good apprentice." Gu Qingfeng put the sword back into its sheath, said with a smile, and brushed his wrist that had just been shaken.

Not far away, Ye Gucheng was sitting on a seat, watching this scene silently, but there was no joy in his heart, instead, he was full of coldness.

Because he knew very well that the real Nan Wang Shizi definitely did not have such superb skills. Even if the injuries he suffered were treated with the best efforts of the famous doctor Shi Jingmo, it was impossible for him to heal so quickly and thoroughly.

"City Master Ye, what's your opinion on Shizi's swordsmanship?"

A kind-hearted little old man suddenly appeared beside Ye Gucheng, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

(End of this chapter)