Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 94 Nan Di is truly a god!
Da Song, Tokyo.

Yanfu Palace is solemn and solemn.

Zhao Xu sat in lotus position on a low couch.

There are seven futons around, and seven people are sitting on them, surrounding him in the middle.

The seven people sit according to the seven stars of the Big Dipper, and Huang Chang sits on the Tianshu seat.

Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang each sat an old man, motionless.

They are all enshrined in the imperial palace, with aloof status and profound martial arts skills.

If you throw one randomly and put it on the martial arts world, you will still be a first-rate master.

The seven priests are performing a secret technique, which can drive away evil spirits, strengthen the body, and extend the life of the Song emperor.

Huang Chang closed his eyes slightly, and focused all his attention on Zhao Xu.

At this time, Zhao Xu's face was as pale as paper, his breath was weak, like a gossamer, and he seemed to be about to die.

Huang Chang's expression changed, and he turned sideways suddenly.

Hearing a sound of "Puff!", Zhao Xu spat out a mouthful of blood.

"His Majesty!"

The seven priests turned pale with shock, stepped forward to support Zhao Xu, and instantly pressed the seven palm prints on his body.

After a while, white steam steamed from Zhao Xu's head, like a steamer on a boil.

Huang Shang let go of his hand, checked his pulse, and sighed softly: "Your Majesty, the end is coming."

As early as a month ago, he clearly informed the officials that the life expectancy was only one month, and at most three months.

While talking, Zhao Xu's body suddenly trembled again, his face lost any color, and he fell limply, unconscious.

"His Majesty!"

Everyone looked at each other and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Is Mr. Duan back yet?" the old eunuch said solemnly.

The chamberlain replied: "I sent people to Canglan Villa five times to invite him, and they all replied that Emperor Duan is not in Tokyo and left a month ago."

One of the worshipers sighed and said, "Even if Emperor Duan of Dali is here, I'm afraid it won't help."

The emperor has run out of fuel and the lamp is dry, and the gods are hard to save.

Besides, they don't believe that there are real immortals in the world.

Anything like "Sword Immortal" must be self-appointed.

It's like some concubines in the imperial palace, who were named a certain immortal.

The old eunuch frowned. Seeing that the official was unconscious, he said in a cold voice, "Go and invite me again!"

"Yes!" A waiter said, and hurriedly turned around and left the Yanfu Hall, and disappeared into the distance with brisk steps.

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded in the hall: "Thank you very much, Duan is here."

People turned around and looked around, and saw a person standing by the palace door.

He was wearing a fluttering yellow shirt, his face was like a crown of jade, warm and radiant, as if there was a glimmer of light flowing endlessly under his skin.

"Lord Duan!"

The old eunuch turned his head to look, and hurriedly said: "You have great powers, please help the official's family!"

As he spoke, he bowed down deeply.

Duan Yu nodded gently, took a step forward, appeared in front of the bed, reached out and pressed his palm on Zhao Xu's wrist.

Huang Shang looked him up and down, nodded secretly, but looked down upon the Nan Emperor.

Unexpectedly, this Emperor of Dali had such advanced cultivation that he could not see clearly!
The other six priests also looked at Duan Yu and were greatly surprised.

When this Emperor Duan appeared, there was no sound at all, unknowingly!

In the palace, there are many masters.

He came in without attracting anyone's attention!Silently!

Wouldn't it be easy to succeed if he assassinated the king?

Duan Yu sat behind Zhao Xu, put his hands on his back, and injected wisps of wood magic power into Zhao Xu's body to sort out his meridians.

Everyone stared at him nervously.

They all knew that the Song officials' physique was extremely poor, their kidney qi was depleted, their vitality was insufficient, their lifespan was greatly reduced, and they were on the verge of collapse.

Even if there is a panacea in the palace, it cannot be saved.

It can be said that the disease is terminally ill, and the medicine does not work.

But for Duan Yu, Zhao Xu's illness is not a difficult matter.

As long as you use wood-type mana, sort out the meridians well, and adjust and cultivate for a while, you can still live for three to five years longer.

After closing his palm, Duan Yu said slowly: "The official's deadline has come, and Duan can barely save him."

save?

How can it be?

The seven major priests in the court all frowned and shook their heads.

"The official's body is weak, I'm afraid it will not be easy." Huang Chang mused.

Duan Yu turned to look at him.

Huang Chang's man has white eyebrows, but his face is like a baby's. His internal energy is as strong as the Yangtze River, rushing endlessly, and his cultivation is indeed advanced.

However, he still lacks some skills and has not yet entered the foundation building.

Duan Yu nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist Huang, Duan has his own means."

"Does Emperor Duan recognize this minister?" Huang Shang was surprised.

After getting off the bed, Duan Yu smiled and said, "My dear friend Huang Dao, Duan has admired you for a long time."

A "Nine Yin Scriptures" runs through the Trilogy of Shooting the Condors.

Fourteen masters have successively practiced the martial arts in the "Nine Yin Manual".

Among them, there were six direct beneficiaries, and three of these people became number one in the world.

The "Nine Yin Manual" was written by Huang Shang.

Huang Chang waved his hands hurriedly, bowed his head and said, "I dare not be so respectful as Emperor Duan!"

"You two, can you stop talking and save the officials first?" The old eunuch was anxiously standing aside.

Duan Yu smiled: "Duan said that he can save the official family."

While speaking, Zhao Xu's body moved and he woke up faintly.

Everyone was shocked, was he really saved?
The old eunuch was overjoyed: "Officials!"

He immediately checked Zhao Xu's physical condition.

Huang Chang cupped his hands and said: "The body of the official family, the minister racked his brains, but in vain, unable to come back, but does not want to be healed by Emperor Duan at will, it is really a magic trick!"

Duan Yu smiled and didn't say much.

Zhao Xu turned around and saw Duan Yu, showing a smile: "It turns out that Brother Duan is here in person!"

"Well, do you feel better?" Duan Yu smiled and nodded.

"I think it's great!" Zhao Xu nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Duan is really awesome!"

Just now, he seemed to have had a dream and fell into darkness.

Then it was like falling into a small river.

It was like a stream of water flowing slowly on his body.

It is also like being immersed in warm spring water, surrounded by fairies with white and tender skin, feeling unspeakably comfortable all over the body, and feeling like a fairy.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a group of old men.
Duan Yu took out a yellow-orange elixir: "This elixir is called Huanglong Pill, and it has the effect of prolonging life for three years. Let the officials take it!"

Zhao Xu's eyes lit up, and he took it quickly.

Without saying a word, he closed his eyes and swallowed it in one gulp.

When Zhao Xu opened his eyes, there was a flash of energy.

The seven were secretly surprised, at this glance, the official looked like a martial arts master, as sharp as a sword!

"Your Majesty, let me take your pulse!"

Huang Shang was worried and stretched out his left hand and placed three fingers on Zhao Xu's left hand.

He stroked his beard with his right hand, closed his eyes slightly, and was thoughtful.

The hall was quiet, and a needle could be heard.

After a while, Huang Chang took Zhao Xu's right hand again and pondered for a while.

"Hey, the dragon body of the official family is full of vitality, and it is no different from ordinary people. It's really strange!"

"Really?" Zhao Xu leaned forward and shouted loudly.

"Exactly!" Huang Chang nodded heavily, his face full of joy.Zhao Xu's face was bright and excited.

He suddenly turned to Duan Yu and saluted: "Brother Duan, I will remember the great grace of saving lives!"

Duan Yu shook his head and smiled: "Duan got a glimpse of Taoism for the first time, and he succeeded by luck."

"Haha, Brother Duan is really humble..." Zhao Xu laughed, his body trembling slightly.

Surviving a near death, only when facing death and experiencing fear, can one know the value of life.

He continued: "Brother Duan, I have a heartless request!"

"It's okay for the officials to say it!" Duan Yu raised his hand.

Zhao Xu looked at Huang Shang and said: "Huang Qing is also proficient in Taoist cultivation methods. Brother Duan, you are profound in Taoist methods. You should learn more from Huang Qing."

"Duan has this intention." Duan Yu said with a smile.

How could he not know what Zhao Xu was thinking.

I am the lord of Dali and will not live in Tokyo for a long time.

If you come to the rescue this time, it may not be possible next time.

If Huang Chang could learn his own method of saving people, wouldn't he have a miracle doctor with him?
After three years and another three years.
In the back garden, in the kiosk.

Duan Yu and Huang Chang sat opposite each other on the stone bench.

There is a coffee table between the two of them with a tea cup on it.

"I think Fellow Daoist Huang is proficient in Taoism and has deep inner strength. I don't know what school he is from?"

Duan Yu asked casually, wanting to explore the Nine Yin Scriptures.

Huang Shang shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "I have not joined any sect or sect, I am just exploring on my own, and I am lucky enough to read some Taoist scriptures."

"It's really rare to experience such profound martial arts just by reading Taoism scriptures!" Duan Yu nodded.

With this beginning, the two quickly mentioned martial arts.

"I have recently written a martial arts book called "Nine Yin Manual", and I would like to ask Emperor Duan to help me read it in detail."

Huang Shang's tone was sincere.

Duan Yu was surprised: "In the martial arts world, newly created martial arts secrets are secret secrets passed down by individuals. How can they tell me, an outsider?"

Huang Chang smiled and waved his hands: "To others, the secret books of my ministers are still rare, but to you, Emperor Duan, they are nothing. You don't have to treasure your own broom!"

With his reputation as the Southern Emperor's Sword Immortal and the magical power he had shown today, Huang Shang already treated Duan Yu as a senior.

Duan Yu's eyes flashed, and he saw his thoughts clearly.

He pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "In that case, please tell me and listen."

"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is excess, so the imaginary overcomes the reality, and the deficiency overcomes the excess. Its meaning is profound, its reasoning is profound, and its interest is profound. It distinguishes the images of heaven and earth, the sequence of yin and yang, the expression of change, and the relationship between death and life. Zhaozhang..."

Huang Chang spit out a piece of mind slowly, with a low voice that only Duan Yu could hear.

The content of the Nine Yin Manual is really not short. Huang Chang finished the general outline in one breath, and then talked about inner strength, mental method,

"The first tactic is: Ziwu Maoyou four times, push the Guiqi Dantian in front of the palm, face the north and back the south facing the sky, and follow the two palms in the middle."

The voice was like silk, for fear that others would hear it.

After speaking, Huang Chang picked up the teacup, swallowed forcefully, and looked up at Duan Yu with earnest eyes.

Duan Yu has printed these contents into the sea of ​​consciousness, comprehended them, and tried to practice them.

It was as if each word appeared in front of my eyes.

Immediately, his clothes fluttered, his hair fluttered, and there were muffled sounds from his body.

At first, the sound was slight, like the crackling of bones and joints.

Later, the sound became louder and louder, rumbling like thunder, rolling.

Huang Chang's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Duan Yu in surprise.

This is the performance of practicing the internal strength of the Nine Yin Manual.

The rumble of thunder in his body turned out to be a sign that he had reached the fifth level of cultivation!
There are five levels of internal strength and mental methods in the Nine Yin Manual, and it is extremely difficult to practice, and each level is more difficult than the other.

Even Huang Shang, the editor, found it difficult and took many years to summarize it.

Unexpectedly, in just a quarter of an hour, the Southern Emperor actually reached the fifth stage?

Is this still a human?
Duan Yu slowly opened his eyes and sighed with emotion: "What a Nine Yin Scripture!"

The internal strength of the Nine Yin Manual contains profound Taoist philosophy.

The body is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, the qi of the five internal organs turns into the qi of the five elements of the heaven, earth and five elements, the qi turns into clouds, the huh turns into rain, and the qi turns into thunder.

He turned his head and looked at Huang Shang: "Is this inner strength and mental method only five levels?"

Huang Chang had a complicated expression, fixedly looking at Duan Yu.

After a while, he smiled mischievously: "To be honest with Emperor Duan, my subordinates are not trained enough, and they can only hit the fifth level at present."

Duan Yu smiled: "No problem, I'll try to create the sixth level."

Huang Chang laughed loudly: "This scripture was written by my subordinates. After twenty years of hard work, you can only reach the fifth level, but you, Emperor Duan, have just reached the fifth level after a little comprehension. You are truly an astonishing talent." , don't be greedy!"

There is a huge difference between practicing a kung fu and creating a kung fu.

No matter how talented you are in martial arts, you may not be able to create martial arts.

Duan Yu smiled, noncommittal: "So, Duan will do his best!"

After that, continue to meditate with your eyes closed.

Huang Shang didn't push it, he told the Nine Yin Scripture in order to let Nan Di understand it together and check for any omissions.

Drank two cups of tea.

Huang Chang got up and walked back and forth along the path paved with green bricks.

"Boom!" There was a sound, like a muffled sound from the sky.

Huang Chang thought it was raining, but looked up at the sky, but it was sunny.

Turning his head, he saw that the voice came from Nandi's body.

But his face was purple-gold, as if he had transformed into a Taoist statue, as majestic as a god.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder is endless, some are crisp, some are dull, some are slow, some are brisk, with ups and downs.

The sky was getting darker, and a few dark clouds slowly moved over, covering the sky of Yanfu Palace.

The bright garden suddenly became dim, as if evening was approaching.

But in the distance, the sun was shining brightly.

Seeing this strange appearance, Huang Shang's expression changed drastically.

He looked at the dark clouds in the sky, his expression was excited and his body was trembling.

Real thunder?
"Why does this still produce a vision?"

Huang Chang was startled, his eyes widened, and he stared at Duan Yu in a daze.

Why is it different from what I practiced?

This is obviously a martial arts secret book written by me!

"Could it be the sixth level?!" Huang Chang stared at Duan Yu with piercing eyes.

At this time, Duan Yu's face was filled with purple air.

The rumbling sound became louder and louder, coming from his body, but it seemed to be coming from the distant sky, elusive and unpredictable.

He slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly two rays of purple light shot out from his eyes, like two purple swords.

Huang Chang was the first to bear the brunt of the blow, and felt his mind explode, and suddenly went blank, and his body was as stiff as wood, as if he had been drained of his soul.

"Duan is not talented, he has realized the seventh level." Duan Yu smiled lightly.

The dark clouds in the sky disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding area became bright again.

"The seventh level?"

Huang Chang's eyes widened, and he clasped his fists together and said, "Emperor Duan is really a genius with a high level of understanding, which is rare in the world!"

The fifth level of the Nine Yin Manual is the Qi Gathering Technique, which is a method to increase internal strength. The secret lies in the eyes, where the spirit and energy are gathered in a cauldron.

It is used to absorb the essence of the universe, mainly to cultivate the eyes, so that the eyes can see clearly when facing the enemy, and it has the effect of absorbing the enemy's soul.

However, Duan Yu's eyesight has already far surpassed the power of the fifth level.

Smiling slightly, Duan Yu said: "Friend Daoist's Nine Yin Manual is indeed subtle and mysterious, and Duan has added two layers of internal strength and mental methods for you.

As he spoke, he explained his insights to Huang Shang one by one.

Huang Shang took notes carefully and sincerely asked for advice if he didn't understand anything.

(End of this chapter)