Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 168 The Nine Yin Scriptures
The sound wave gradually subsided, and the two figures faced each other quietly. The 21 icy swords fell straight down and inserted around Jiumozhi and Shen Lin, like the most loyal attendants, with a domineering aura.

On Jiumozhi's forehead, drops of sweat had just appeared, but were evaporated by the hot zhenqi, and the smoke was lingering, as if he had attained the Tao.

But Shen Lin was still indifferent and ordinary, the ancient well was calm, making people feel like watching clouds and mist, but his right cuff slowly opened a hole, a piece of rag floated away from the white clothes, spontaneously ignited in the air, turning into little ashes.

"Young hero Shen Lin, good tricks," Jiumozhi suddenly pinched his fingers and smiled, like a Buddha holding a flower, "this time it's evenly divided, why don't we let it go in this competition, how about it? Since the Dali Duan family can invite Experts like Your Excellency are considered their luck, so I will spare them once. I wonder what Your Excellency Shen Lin thinks?"

As if responding to Jiumozhi's words, those 21 icy swords were actually melting rapidly, melting, and finally turned into puddles of water stains, seeping into the ground.

In this situation, it looks like Jiumozhi has the upper hand.

"Hehe," Shen Lin seemed to have not heard Jiumozhi's words, the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful arc, and jokingly said, "Ming Wang, holding back the injury by force will not be good for future cultivation."

"You!" Jiumozhi's complexion changed drastically, and a flush came up, "What are you talking about?"

Under the emotional agitation, Jiumozhi could no longer suppress the internal injury that he had been forcibly suppressing. Waves of extremely tyrannical sword energy shot out from his body, carrying blood arrows and internal breath.

Once this internal injury erupted, it was immediately unstoppable. Jiumozhi's face was ferocious, and the gorgeous monk robe on his body was shaken to pieces by the tyrannical force, and his aura immediately weakened, and he knelt powerlessly on the ground, with the corners of his mouth overflowing. A little bit of blood.

"What!" The crowd in the audience couldn't help but exclaimed.

Just now, he was full of confidence, like the Great Wheel King who came to the world from the Buddha, but in such a short period of time, he ended up with such a dismal ending. The strong contrast made everyone feel shocked.

"Senior brother," Ben Yin looked at Ku Rong and said blankly, "This, this sword technique."

Ku Rong stared fixedly at the figures of Jiumozhi and Shen Lin, and sighed for a long time: "King Dalunming's martial arts cultivation is already far superior to ours, and Shen Lin's young hero's kung fu, we can only look up to."

"The development of today's affairs is no longer under our control," Ku Rong sighed, and said softly, "Remember, in the future, when you encounter disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, try to stay away from them!"

"Jumozhi, to be honest, you are really strong!" In Shen Lin's hand, the ice crystal sword slowly dissipated into countless cold air, and disappeared without a trace, "You are a bit stronger than Murong Bo."

"Old Layman Murong?" Jiumozhi's eyes flickered with an inexplicable light, "Have you ever fought against him? He...is he still alive?"

The corner of Shen Lin's mouth hooked slightly, interrupting Jiumozhi's words: "This is not something you should care about."

"Originally, I have no interest in your affairs at all. Whether you want to learn the Six Meridians Excalibur or become the number one in the world, it has nothing to do with me. Even, you secretly learned my Xiaoyao Sect's Little Wuxiang Kungfu , and my uncle Qiushui came to settle accounts with you, and it has nothing to do with me," Shen Lin walked slowly to Jiumozhi's side, with a cold tone, "Unfortunately, you have a stupid apprentice who offended people who shouldn't be offended, It pissed me off!"

"Young Hero Shenlin," Jiumozhi is also a hero of the generation, capable of bending and stretching, "Your monk's apprentice has offended you. It's because of his lax teaching. I apologize here, and please forgive me. It's for the sake of my Tubo Kingdom." Come on, let's expose it!"

"Oh?" Shen Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Jiumozhi playfully, "Is King Ming threatening me?"

"Don't dare, I don't dare, of course I don't dare," Jiumozhi struggled to stand up, staring at Shen Lin closely, "It's just that this little monk is also the national teacher of the Tubo Kingdom, and if he leaves Tubo, it represents Tubo's face. Shaoxia, if you killed me, wouldn’t it be a disgrace to the great kingdom of Tubo? At that time, it must not be good for Dali!”

Jiumozhi knew in his heart that when his martial arts reached the level of Shen Lin, he could almost do whatever he wanted in the martial arts world. At this time, only through some secular relationships could he fetter and constrain Shen Lin.

Although Shen Lin's martial arts is high, but he is willing to protect Dali's Duan family by watching him. He thinks he has a close relationship with Dali. Using Tubo's threat to Dali may influence Shen Lin.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiumozhi said this, the faces of Duan Zhengming and the others suddenly changed, revealing expressions of worry.

In the original book, why was Jiumozhi able to break into Tianlong Temple single-handedly and not be expelled?Isn't the background behind it too big?Dali, a small country on the border that was born under the Song Dynasty, really cannot afford to offend a big country like Tubo!
"Ming Wang is so eloquent." Shen Lin hooked the corner of his mouth, and under Jiumozhi's expectant gaze, he smiled slowly, "That's right, although I am not a child of the Duan family in Dali, I am quite close to the Duan family in Dali." How much origin, really can not completely disregard Dali's survival."

"I can let you go, but" Shen Lin reached out like lightning and touched Jiumozhi's right palm. Under Jiumozhi's terrified expression, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he sneered, "This little formless skill , but I can’t let you stay anymore.”

After all, an incomparably powerful suction emanated from Shen Lin's palm.

With the emergence of this suction force, Jiumozhi found in horror that the power of his whole body seemed to have completely lost control, flowing towards Shen Lin's palm, and he was completely unable to stop it.

"Don't you want to see the other two magical skills of my Xiaoyao Sect?" Shen Lin said with a smile, "This is the first of the three major magical arts, the Xiaoyao Sect's Zhenpai Divine Art, and the Beiming Divine Art."

"No, no," Jiumozhi's eyes were full of horror, his head turned to the side weakly, looking at the many followers, "Save, save me."

"The internal strength of these native chickens and tile dogs? I don't even like it if you give it to me for nothing," Shen Lin glanced at him, his long hair flew up, and he stomped his feet suddenly. The monk was staggering and embarrassed.

"You are my prey," Shen Lin's figure kept flickering, and he had already turned into Tianlong Temple, "Don't come here to disturb me, or I won't guarantee the life and death of King Dalun Ming."

"Ling'er, you come here too," Shen Lin smiled slightly, beckoned gently, activated the Dragon Capturing Kungfu, sucked Zhong Ling over, put the other hand on Zhong Ling's shoulder, absorbed the vigor and vitality from Jiumozhi The True Qi of Formless Kung Fu poured into Shen Lin's body like a tide, and after being tempered, it slowly flowed into Zhong Ling's body along the meridians.

"Ling'er, use the inner strength method I taught you in the inn to refine this qi," Shen Lin said as he pushed open a meditation room and spread out mats.

"Understood, brother," Zhong Ling responded crisply, slowly operating the secret of the Yi Jin Jing's heart method, absorbing and transforming the true energy flowing from Shen Lin's body.

Jiumozhi let out a powerful little non-phase gong true qi, which was absorbed into Shen Lin's body and transformed into Beiming true qi of the same origin and same family, and then transformed into Yijinjing true qi through the secret method of three elements returning to one, perfect The land was absorbed and refined by Zhong Ling, and transformed into Zhong Ling's own internal energy accumulation.

This kind of imparting power is three points better than the effect of swallowing the blood bodhi before, and the kung fu of Jiumozhi, who has been a peerless master for decades, is also much improved than a blood bodhi. Therefore, Zhong Lingyi tendons At this moment, the improvement of the cultivation base is unprecedentedly fast.

During this period, Jiumozhi kept shaking his true energy, hoping to use this impact to break free from Shen Lin's control and get rid of this suction.

However, Shen Lin's control over Beiming's magical power is far from comparable to that of Duan Yu's half bucket of water in the original book. The more Jiumozhi resists, the faster the power will be absorbed, and it will follow Shen Lin's more quickly. The body poured into Zhong Ling's body.

Originally, the foundation was laid by Blood Bodhi, and now there is such a powerful cultivation base as the foundation. Zhong Ling's Yi Jin Jing's twelve postures will come naturally, and they will be used one by one without any hindrance at all.

The first form is the posture of Wei Tuo offering the pestle, the second form is the posture of subduing the magic pestle with a cross-arm, the third form is the posture of holding the heavenly gate with the palm, the fourth form is the posture of picking up stars and changing the fight, the fifth form is the posture of pulling nine ox tails upside down, and the third form is The sixth form is the posture of spreading claws and spreading wings. The seventh form is the posture of nine turtles drawing their swords. The eighth form is the posture of landing three times. Bow gesture, No.11 style, tail drop gesture.

All martial arts in the world are led by the accumulation of inner strength and true energy. When the foundation is reached, all kung fu will come naturally, with twice the result and half the effort.

Now, there is Jiumozhi, who can be called the most peak martial arts master in the world, as a sacrifice. Zhong Ling's Yi Jin Jing cultivation base has quickly entered the door, and the small success, the great success, gradually entered the door. Repeatedly, endless realm.

The breath on Zhong Ling's body is getting stronger and stronger, second-rate peak, first-rate, late-first-rate, peak-first, master, late master, peak master, the meridians are constantly being opened up, and the meridians of the whole body are extremely smooth.

Finally, with a crackling sound, it seemed that an invisible barrier was shattered. Zhong Ling broke through to the realm of transformation, and achieved the realm of a peerless master in the Tianlong world. His internal strength far surpassed that of ordinary transformation masters. , the several eminent monks of Tenryuji Temple are incomparable.

"Hehe, I never imagined that I, Jiumozhi, would fall into such a situation." Seeing that there was no hope of breaking free, Jiumozhi calmed down and looked at Shen Lin. Absorb the power of others and use it for yourself."

"The little monk is convinced," Jiumozhi slowly closed his eyes, "Young hero wants to kill the little monk, so do it!"

"I don't want to kill you," Shen Lin said.

Jiumozhi's skill has been absorbed almost, and if he absorbs any more, his vital energy will be damaged, and Zhong Ling's Yi Jin Jing skill has really become great, and from then on, he can operate independently anytime, anywhere , there is no need to worry about becoming obsessed, and absorbing internal energy at this time will not have much effect.

Shen Lin slowly let go of Jiumozhi's hand: "King Ming, for the sake of the monarch of the Tubo Kingdom, I will spare your life for the time being, but I don't want the secrets of the Little Wuxiang Gong to be used by other people again." Know, otherwise, you should guess the consequences."

"My little monk knows that from now on, this little monk will return to Tubo and concentrate on studying scriptures, and never ask about affairs in the Jianghu," Jiumozhi stood up slowly, the light in his eyes dimmed a lot, as if his original ambition was also here Annihilated in an instant.

"That's very good," Shen Lin nodded, "Since that's the case, King Ming, you can leave now! Forgive me for not sending you off."

Jiumozhi nodded somewhat desolately, pushed open the door, and walked out.

At the same time, in Shen Lin's mind, Bao Jian's voice sounded again.

"Congratulations to the Lord of Inheritance for completing the side mission 'Cleaning the Portal' and rewarding a level A martial art lottery. Do you want to start?"

"Start," Shen Lin's voice was calm and unwavering, with a lot of martial arts above S-level, and for A-level martial arts, Shen Lin could roughly achieve Gujing Wufu at this time.

"Congratulations to the master of the inheritance for getting A+ level martial arts, the complete copy of the Nine Yin Scriptures, inheriting the world of 'Legend of the Condor Heroes', one of the five masters, the memory of Beixia Guo Jing, and the inheritance begins."

(End of this chapter)