The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 650 Going up the mountain (adding more rewards for waiting for the sunset)

Xiang Yang suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and asked the village head to take him to the jade carving place, not mentioning the jade in the stone, but only for the Taoist, Xiang Yang also wanted to see how miraculous the jade carving is.

The road up the mountain is not smooth, Qiongshan is a rocky mountain, the environment is dangerous, and the slope is extremely steep. Normally, people in the village have to go up the mountain in groups and bring ropes, iron hooks and other tools.

Needless to say, Xiang Yang is a great master who has innate meritorious deeds and comprehends the primordial spirit. Not to mention that he is omnipotent, but he already has the capital to travel around the world.

Purely in terms of skill, this little village head is also at the top level in Acquired Skills. Although he doesn't have any light kung fu secrets, he is full of true energy and supernatural powers. He strides all the way and crosses steep slopes.

But Xiang Yang still felt that his movements were too slow, so he passed on a set of vertical leaping techniques to him, which is not a high-level martial art. It is nothing more than Qi coming out of the dantian, entering the knees and feet, and between the bounces, true Qi luck Hair, rough but also the foundation of lightness skills.

This little village chief is a quick learner, and his skills are mellow and mellow. In a few words, he understood the essentials of verticality.

Suddenly gaining this supernatural power, ordinary people are bound to be pleasantly surprised, and even look forward to Shu, longing for more. However, this little village chief is not surprised, flat and flat, just thanking Xiang Yang slightly, with the intention of doing nothing.

Seeing this, Xiang Yang couldn't help being amazed, and even felt a little bit of love for talents. He deliberately made a point, although he didn't pass on the slightest moves, but the way to use his true energy was better than thousands of miraculous skills.

It can be said that this little village head is a treasure in himself, but he lacks the key to open it.

With Xiang Yang's technique of lifting vertically, the speed of the two people's journey was greatly accelerated, and soon they came to a slope at the corner of Qiongshan Mountain that was almost at an angle of [-] degrees to the flat ground below the mountain, and a small stone platform was dug out in the middle. On the stone platform stood stone sculptures the size of ordinary people.

The sculpture is lifelike. It is a faceless Taoist lying down and holding his hands. His attitude is lazy, as if he is not awake. Although it has been eroded by wind and rain for ten years, it is still intact.

"This is the first stone sculpture carved by that Taoist. Over the years, many stone sculptures on the mountain have been transported away or destroyed. There are only about 70 left, all of which are hidden in some hidden places that are difficult for ordinary people to climb."

Speaking of this, the little village chief looked a little disappointed. He was the only one who watched and studied when the Taoist carved the stone back then, witnessing the creation from scratch, and there was also a special emotion pinned on the stone carving.

Xiang Yang ignored the words of the young village chief, waved his sleeves and stepped forward to look at the stone carvings carefully. The roughness reveals the delicacy. He doesn't quite understand the skills, but he can see too much in the martial arts.

For example, although this posture is simple, it is the foundation and foundation of a Zhuanggong. If the head is south and the feet are north, and the hands are supported on the side, if you cooperate with the unique key points of Qi training, and practice according to this posture, you will be able to nourish the essence for many years. Maybe even prolong life.

This is also the fact that Xiang Yang only comprehended it after seeing this step of martial arts, and the Taoist carved nine hundred and ninety-nine stone sculptures back then, so one can imagine how profound and unpredictable this skill is.

"Mr. Wu, you said that you breathe and sleep according to the posture recorded in the stone sculpture, so how many stone sculptures have you practiced with reference to?"

Originally, Xiang Yang thought that this person had practiced well, but now it seems that may not be the case. The nine hundred and ninety-nine stone carvings are considered to be the essence of that Taoist's martial arts. If this young village chief really practiced well, he may not be inferior in terms of level.

"It was because I was too stupid, I only memorized [-] at that time, and I couldn't remember it after that, and I couldn't practice it.

In fact, I also know that this is a great source of blessings. Unfortunately, my life is poor and I have no blessings. After so many years, I no longer think about it. "

When Xiang Yang heard this man's words, he couldn't help laughing out loud. If his fate is weak and his fortune is weak, there will be no people with deep blessings in the world.

Fortunately, he only remembered [-] stone carvings, and that's all. Although he didn't know the meridians and acupoints, or the basics of martial arts, but with the help of the mysteries of the divine kung fu, he could breathe freely and his veins flow smoothly. Infuriating.

But if there is more Xiantian Dafa and no one teaches him, if his internal energy is automatic and hits the Niwan, [-]% of them may die unexpectedly, and the remaining [-]% is the success of hitting Xiantian. This person's luck is really extremely good.

The two of them left Shitai and then climbed Qiongshan Mountain. They didn't stop all the way, and they didn't know how high they had reached. They only felt that the clouds and fog surrounded their bodies, and their bodies were covered with moisture. Looking down the mountain, they could no longer see the scenery. covered by clouds.

Xiang Yang looked around, the world was under his feet, looking at the erratic white clouds that flowed indefinitely and gathered and dispersed, all kinds of insights suddenly came to him, and he had a little more experience with the newly practiced cloud-dispelling palm, especially the style of Yunlai fairyland.

Yunlai Wonderland is to hit the clouds with one palm, and cooperate with the spiritual power to make the enemy confused and have hallucinations. It is so confusing that it cannot be guarded against, and then it is a sure-fire move. It is very similar to the scene in front of you.

"In the past, when I practiced the Dragon Palm, I was more focused on the method of inner strength and luck and the coordination and arrangement of the moves. The more proficient I was, the thicker the palm force and the greater the power.

But there is a limit, a person's internal strength is limited, and so is his strength, even if he does not have any moves, it is still a mortal's martial arts after all.

And the innate martial arts such as Paiyunzhang are more about comprehending the principles of heaven and earth, integrating into it, the deeper the comprehension, the greater the power, imitating the nature of the heavens and the earth and even gods, Buddhas and monsters, what can people contend against?Isn't this spying on heaven and man? "

Xiang Yang's heart moved, and he had a better understanding of the innate realm. Refining qi to restore the spirit, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and supplementing the spirit of the human body, this is the way and the foundation.

And comprehend the nature of the world, and use the internal and external world to communicate with each other to exert lethality beyond the ordinary. This is a Taoist technique, a means to protect the Tao and kill the enemy.

It's not impossible to realize the nature of the world the day after tomorrow, but what if you realize it?It is difficult to arouse the resonance of the world, and it still cannot improve the combat power, so countless talents are diligently pursuing the innate realm.

"Little master? Little master? Why are you so dazed? The jade carving is not far from the mountain, and it's almost here."

The young village head interrupted Xiang Yang's thoughts, and suppressed the throbbing of the mountain to study and understand the sea of ​​clouds, nodded and continued to climb the mountain.

The air in the high mountains is getting thinner, and the gray-white stones are condensed into pieces, forming various shapes under the nature of the sky and the earth, which are humble and simple.

Occasionally, eagles spread their wings and fly by, sharp as a sword, cutting through the pure white hazy clouds and waves, revealing the mountains and rivers thousands of miles below under the golden sunlight, which is magnificent and magnificent.

In such a mountain scenery, Xiang Yang followed the young village head to the top of a small peak in Qiongshan.

In Kuanping Mountain, a jade sculpture stands on the top. Under the sun, the emerald light is like waves, rippling and shining, and there is a strong pressure on the top of the mountain, like a prison, which makes people feel that a catastrophe is imminent .

The lacrimal glands of the young village chief's eyes collapsed, and crystals flowed down like threads. He covered his eyes and fell to the ground, breathing heavily. His face was covered with water droplets. He couldn't tell whether it was water vapor, tears, or pressure. Sweat.

Xiang Yang touched his bald head, his eyes were shining brightly, and he used his own spirit to fight against the overwhelming pressure.

Looking at the jade carving with a dignified face, is there a god in the jade carving?

(End of this chapter)