Book of the Heavens

Chapter 43 Leigu Mountain Martial Arts Conference

This time, Huang Chang didn't pause at all, and wrote the entire "Nine Yin Manual" in one breath.

After receiving it in the library, Yang Hao immediately obtained 72 book points—this value is already more than the sum of all [-] unique skills in Shaolin. On top of Shaolin stunts!

However, in terms of internal strength, the "Nine Yin Manual" is relatively weak, not as good as Shaolin's two classics of Yijin and Marrow Cleansing.

It's not comparable to "Happy and Unfettered Magic", and it's not even as good as the separated "Beiming Magic" and "Little Formless Skill".

It can be seen from this that Huang Chang's martial arts is only strong in his moves, and his internal strength is relatively weak.

It is undeniable that anyone who obtains the "Nine Yin Manual" can improve their strength, because it contains all the principles of superior martial arts.But it's not necessarily true how strong the "Nine Yin Unique Learning" is.Whether Huang Chang can defeat Xu Zhu and Duan Yu in his later years is still unknown, whether he is stronger than Wang Chongyang when he was discussing swords in Huashan is still to be discussed.

Because it pays too much attention to moves, and the moves are vicious and vicious, which has deviated from the essence of Taoist martial arts.

If you only practice the "Nine Yin Manual", it is easy to become a peerless master, but it is impossible to reach the realm of "supernatural power".

"The martial art created with hatred inevitably has some flaws!" Yang Hao said with emotion.

Hearing this, Huang Chang was confused and asked in confusion, "What hatred?"

At this time, he had just entered high school and was at the peak of his life. His mentality was completely different from that of him who lost his family later.

"It's nothing." Yang Hao shook his head, didn't say much, but took out a jade slip book and said, "You wrote a book for me and read the Daoist scriptures for three months, so I will borrow you to study this "Confucius" for three months." Go! After three months, it will automatically return to me without you returning it."

Regarding this, Huang Chang said with joy on his face, "I am already satisfied to be able to study the sage's handwriting for three months!"

Now he only reads and is only interested in sage books.

As for martial arts, even though he knew that the "Nine Yin Manual" was extraordinary, he didn't care much about it.

"Well, if there is fate, see you later!" Yang Hao gave Huang Chang another copy of "Nine Yin Manual", jumped into the car and cast spells and left the capital.

When he arrived at Leigu Mountain, the martial arts conference had already begun, and masters from all walks of life were studying the Zhenlong chess game.

Because there were so many people coming this time, and the conference would last for many days, experts from all walks of life set up tents and boilers in Leigu Mountain, as if they had made preparations for a long stay.Vendors from nearby villages also heard the news and set up stalls in Leigu Mountain to sell some vegetables and meat.

However, at this time on this mountain, the most concerned thing is not the Zhenlong chess game, nor the top ten master puzzles written by Yang Hao in advance.

It is the courtyard wall of Yang Hao Library.

"Damn it, there is a wall that I, Yue Laosan, can't climb over. I really gained my knowledge today!" shouted Yue Laosan, who jumped the wall with light work and hit his head badly.

Hearing that the bag not far away was different, he immediately raised his bar and said, "No, no, you didn't climb over the wall, you hit the wall directly."

As soon as these words came out, Yue Laosan immediately exploded, and he was about to go up after pulling out the crocodile scissors.

But when he saw Murong Fu next to Bao BuTong, he thought about how fierce Qiao Feng, who was as famous as him, was.
"This wall is too weird." An ordinary old monk who would ignore it at a glance said.

He was the first to come, and he had tried it before, even if he threw stones into the courtyard wall, he couldn't get in.

This made him want to get back Shaolin martial arts, but in vain.

Yes, bring back Shaolin martial arts.

This old monk is none other than the sweeping monk who came from Shaolin, looking for Yang Hao and wanting to recover Shaolin martial arts.

"Go, go, get out of the way." An arrogant voice suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with mischievous eyebrows stretched out his hand and pushed the sweeping monk aside.Then, he pushed away several other unknown martial arts people, cleared a path, and beckoned to several people to carry an old man with white beard and hair but a ruddy complexion to the wall.

At the same time, there was a large group of people shouting from behind: "Old Immortal Xingxiu, with boundless magic power and great supernatural powers, can drive the Central Plains."

Besides Ding Chunqiu, who else could have this style, this shameless gesture?
"Amitabha." The sweeping monk, who was about to teach the arrogant man a lesson, chanted the Buddha's name and did not move.

After he came to Leigu Mountain, he had met Wu Yazi and knew what happened to Xiaoyao Sect.

Therefore, he knew very well that this conference was originally prepared for Ding Chunqiu——Wu Yazi would personally clean up the sect at the climax of the conference, kill Ding Chunqiu, and show the Xiaoyao faction to the world. magic.

The floor-sweeping monk, who still has some kind of sympathy with the Xiaoyao faction, naturally wouldn't go overboard and attack Ding Chunqiu at this time.

"Just one wall, you're all stumped?" Ding Chunqiu said disdainfully, and he jumped...his head was bloody, if it wasn't for his deep internal strength, he would have lost his head if he protected himself in time !
Seeing this, all the martial arts people around who couldn't understand his domineering couldn't help laughing.

Today's Kung Fu has hit a lot of walls, but he is the only top-notch master.As for the others, Murong Fu asked his retainers to find out the truth, Duan Yanqing asked Yue Laosan to get a bloody bump, and a young monk from Shaolin Temple also bumped for the abbot.

The little monk is none other than Xu Zhu, who is lying on the ground at this time, Su Xinghe is personally treating the wound.

All in all, this collision made Ding Chunqiu lose a grown-up.

"There are so many martial arts in the world. This is the first time this old monk has seen this 'planting a wild dog against a wall'." Tubo great monk Jiumozhi came over, looked at Ding Chunqiu, smiled and mocked: "Crash Well done, hit in seconds, hit beautifully."

As soon as these words came out, Ding Chunqiu's old face with white hair and childlike face immediately turned dark.

"Do you want to die?" he asked.

However, Jiumozhi ignored him at all, and turned to the abbot of Shaolin, saying: "Amitabha, I just came across a few "Shaolin 72 unique skills" and a copy of "Yi Jin Jing". .”

As he spoke, he handed a few cheat books to the abbot of Shaolin.

Regarding this, everyone in Shaolin was dumbfounded.

"Amitabha, the national teacher unexpectedly got a chance and got out of the magic barrier. Congratulations." The sweeping monk said.

Hearing this, Jiumozhi smiled and nodded.

After being repaired by Yang Hao, and then delved into "Tianlei Martial Arts", he has indeed stepped out of the magic barrier at this time.

At the very least, he no longer wants other people's martial arts, and he no longer wants to be competitive, because he has already practiced the most powerful martial arts in the world. prove yourself.

It's just that he had an epiphany, but Ding Chunqiu didn't.

He was first ridiculed by Jiumozhi, and then ignored, at this time he was already furious.

"Master of Tubo, Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi, right? Today, old fairy, I will send you to see the Buddha!" ​​Ding Chunqiu said, and began to use Huagong Dafa, ready to attack.

Seeing this, Jiumozhi smiled slightly, and while exercising his internal energy, he said: "You are wrong, the old monk has been enlightened by an expert, and is no longer the King of the Great Wheel. I am now practicing 'Thunder', you should call me 'Big Thunder King' is it!"

(End of this chapter)