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Chapter 144 Pei Xingyan

Say goodbye to Linglongjiao, Yang Qing bought all the dry food needed for many days in Luoyang, and then returned to his home in the north of the city.

After three days in a row, another cyclone in the sea of ​​air tends to become saturated, and the speed of the cycle tends to become faster and faster.

According to the progress, the full recovery of skill is much faster than originally expected.

The mind sank into the sea of ​​qi, the emerald green cyclone formed by Changchun Gong was still in the center, and the other eight paths of true qi were arranged around it, and the qi columns were connected one by one.

It's just that except for three of them, which are round and full, there are still five dim.

Withdrew from the sea of ​​qi, opened his eyes and was about to go back to bed to rest for a while, when he suddenly remembered the innate skills that he hadn't practiced yet.

After the Nine Gates Divine Art was completed before, because he couldn't rejuvenate, and the progress bar started to advance, he didn't devote himself to studying this exercise.

As soon as I think of it at this moment, the formulas of "Xian Tian Gong" immediately appear in my mind word by word.

Gradually, as the mantra turned faster and faster, he seemed to be drawn inexplicably, his eyes closed slowly again, and his thoughts submerged.

When his thoughts sank into the sea of ​​air again, the scene in front of him suddenly changed drastically.

I saw that the Changchun zhenqi was in full bloom, and the qi column connected with the other eight channels of zhenqi became thick and abnormal at some point.

And the zhenqi directed to the Bi Cui cyclone is no longer complementary to each other, but seems to be swallowed up, and there is a danger of being unable to make ends meet.

What made him even more astonished was that these eight paths were originally just a cyclone surrounding Changchun's true energy, but at this moment a column of energy was born again, rushing straight to the sky and gathering towards an unknown place.

Originally being "swallowed" by Changchun's true qi had already consumed a lot, but now that this inexplicable consumption was added, Yang Qing suddenly felt bad.

Among them, the three balls of true energy that have been recovered are still good, although they are consumed, they don't hurt the root.

However, the unrecovered true qi of the other five disciplines could not stand the toss. If this continues, the foundations of the five disciplines he had practiced for many years will not only be damaged and difficult to recover, but may even dissipate.

Thinking of this, Yang Qing's heart trembled, and he immediately forcibly transported his true energy to make it return to the right path.

"end!"

Before silently reciting "Xian Tian Gong", whether it was my own mind or Qi Hai Zhen Qi, it seemed to be inexplicably inspired, and it was naturally deduced and operated.

When he discovered the problem, he felt as if his subconscious mind resisted to stop, as if continuing would bring great benefits.

It was only then that he had to shout loudly to dispel the non-stop formulas circulating in his mind, barely stopping this crazy thought.

After another half hour, Yang Qing channeled his zhenqi back to the right path, and the sea of ​​qi returned to its original state.

When I opened my eyes, I didn't know when my body was wet with sweat.

He got up and opened the window but still felt stuffy, so he opened the door and walked into the courtyard.

At this time, the night is as cool as water, and everything is silent.

Zhou Tianxinghe is shining, and the moon is shining brightly.

Being blown by the breeze, Yang Qing only felt completely refreshed, and his mind gradually recovered.

"Innate skills..."

Recalling the short and dangerous experience just now, he couldn't help but see many details that he had overlooked in the past.

For example, how could Wang Chongyang pass away so early because of his meritorious deeds.

Why didn't he pass the "Congenital Kung Fu" to future generations.

Although Master Yideng has practiced this technique, it is obviously not the same thing as Wang Chongyang.

Yang Qing made all kinds of guesses, but in the end he could only come up with a few possible guesses.

Practicing "Congenital Skills", the achievement should not be inherent.Instead, it will show corresponding changes and miracles according to different personal exercises.

But the practitioner must have profound skills as the foundation.

The whole heart method is the orthodox school of Taoism, known as endless.

Wang Chongyang was one of the best, and after being catalyzed by "Congenital Skills", although his achievements were higher, they may have exceeded his own tolerance, or triggered certain rules and restrictions, so he died prematurely.

There is no broken setting in the world of Condor Shooting, and no one can say what will happen if the martial arts reach the extreme.

Although he himself has practiced the nine extraordinary skills, in the final analysis it is only a strong skill.

Strong stamina, many means.

In terms of realm alone, it has not yet reached Wang Chongyang's level of incompatibility.

His heart sword may have set foot in that field, but that day on the top of Mount Hua, his body was damaged with just one swing of the sword, and his skills were consumed hugely, which can be seen from this.

Although Master Yideng has practiced the "Congenital Kungfu", but based on his own family's inner strength, his achievements are not as good as Wang Chongyang's, but he is safe and sound.

As for Wang Chongyang not teaching his disciples, he probably feared that they would follow in his footsteps.Or lack of skill and strong training, other problems arise.

After thinking silently for a long time, this world may be free of restrictions, but he is in a special situation.

Judging from the situation in the sea of ​​qi just now, one must not try blindly before the skill is fully recovered, otherwise the consequences will be worrisome.

"Never let him run away, chase after!"

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a loud shout resounding through the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, chaotic footsteps came from the north, and they were getting closer.

Yang Qing focused slightly, and the sound within a range of hundreds of meters around him immediately entered his ears, without missing a single bit.

Hearing that a person was running ahead, with the heaviest footsteps and the heaviest panting, his heart skipped out of the courtyard and chased after him.

A moment later, he landed lightly on the top of the eaves, and saw a blood-soaked youth in armor and holding a pair of hammers in a dark alley below his feet, running for his life.

And Yang Qing looked from a high place, besides nearly a thousand officers and soldiers besieging the exits everywhere, there were more than a dozen people with not weak skills chasing after him.

Whether he was caught at this time or was blocked in the alley, it was difficult to escape.

The young man obviously knew his situation, so he ran two steps and suddenly stabilized his figure. With a swing of the hammers in his hands, he turned around and shouted, "Come on! Grandpa is waiting for you to catch him!"

Seeing him stop, more than a dozen people in the rear immediately surrounded him.

Unexpectedly, the young man threw a hammer out of his hand and smashed it at the crowd. The hammer was unknowingly heavy. When the young man hit it hard, it made a buzzing sound through the air, instantly causing chaos among the crowd.

The first few people couldn't dodge in time, so they could only set up their weapons to block them.

However, as soon as the swords collided with the hammer, they were immediately broken and flew backwards, and even the person holding the blades vomited blood and flew back together.

"He can't hold it anymore, kill him!"

The young man knocked down the three of them with a hammer, but the crowd behind them rushed forward again without fear of death.

In the narrow alleyway, he wielded the only hammer in his hand and fought and retreated. It didn't take long for him to be stabbed several times.

"People are here, hurry up!"

Seeing someone blocking him from the other side, he could only stop and lean his back against the wall to fend off the enemy.

"Pei Xingyan, Luoyang is already in Lord Shangshu's hands, you can't escape. Your lord cherishes your martial prowess, and respects your father's prestige even more. As long as you obediently put down your weapon, I will spare you!"

The young man named Pei Xingyan swung the hammer in a semicircle in front of him with one arm, took the opportunity to take a few breaths after forcing everyone away, and then said angrily: "I came back to Luoyang to see the emperor, you bastards, you want to take this opportunity kill me!"

"Your Majesty?" A person on the opposite side sneered and said, "That foolish emperor escaped from the palace a few days ago, and now he doesn't know which gutter he died in. You are just a general from Wagang, how dare you speak wildly?

It's fine if you want to see the emperor, obediently follow me back, and when Lord Shang Shu ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor, you will see it naturally. "

"Wang Shichong?" Pei Xingyan raised his thick eyebrows, grinned contemptuously and said, "He is worthy!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he put one hand on the wall, and holding the hammer in his right hand, he instantly smashed it towards the person in front of him!
"Courting death! Chop him up!"

Knowing that the other party had no intention of surrendering, the man dodged the hammer wind, raised his hand and slashed fiercely at Pei Xingyan's neck.

Pei Xingyan hit the hammer with all his strength, and he no longer had the strength to dodge.

Although he was panting like a cow and had already reached the limit of his physical strength, he still kept his brows cold when facing the steel knife that was coming across, without blinking his eyes.

Seeing that the steel knife was about to penetrate into the flesh, everyone heard a sharp "咻" in the quiet night, and a frosty white air turned into a sword shape and suddenly shot down in the air, piercing the wrist of the knife holder in an instant.

In the moment of life and death, Pei Xingyan saw the person in front of him suddenly froze in place, and the blade that barely touched the skin also stopped in mid-air.

After taking a closer look, I found that this person's arm was actually frosted out of thin air, and a chill visible to the naked eye was still spreading towards his whole body.

In the blink of an eye, his frightened expression was frozen.

He was very close to this person, but he felt a biting cold hit his lungs while breathing, and immediately couldn't help but backed away with a dry cough.

"Who!?"

While shouting and asking in a panic, everyone looked up, only to see a faint figure on the eaves flashing away.

The next moment, a gust of wind blew up on the flat ground in the alley, blowing so that everyone couldn't open their eyes.

Fortunately, the wind blows quickly and disperses quickly.But when they opened their eyes again, there was no trace of Pei Xingyan in front of them, and the eaves above were already empty.

Yang Qing carried Pei Xingyan out of the alley, but returned to his small courtyard after a while.

After entering the house and closing the door, he immediately injected a burst of Changchun Qi into his body.

Like everyone just now, Pei Xingyan didn't see the changes in the field when the wind blew up in the alley.

Then he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and someone lifted him up into the sky, which was unbelievably fast.

When he stopped in the house, he was about to ask aloud, when he felt a cool and true energy enter his body.

That zhenqi traveled through the meridians of the whole body in a moment, nourished the internal organs, and suppressed the burning injuries in the body.

When he came back to his senses, the mysterious man who hadn't seen his face clearly had already turned around and went to the table to light a lamp.

"Thank you benefactor for saving me!"

Yang Qing heard the collision of nail leaves behind him, and knew without turning his head that Pei Xingyan should be kneeling on one knee, clasped his fists with both hands, and even looked solemn.

He is no stranger to the name Pei Xingyan.

In the storybook when he was young, he used to like this brave and fearless young man with double hammers.I also regret his tragic death.

It was fate to save him by coincidence today.

Light the oil lamp, and the movement of the search crowd can still be heard in the distance outside the courtyard.

However, he flew all the way in the dark without leaving any traces along the way.

Even if these people searched from house to house, they couldn't find it for a while.

Thinking of this, Yang Qing turned and looked at Pei Xingyan with a light smile and said, "Get up, hide here for a while, and go by yourself when you recover from your injuries."

Hearing this, Pei Xingyan put down his raised fists and looked up at Yang Qing.

However, when he saw it, his face suddenly changed: "Emperor... Your Majesty? Why are you here?"

Yang Qing was also startled, and then thought for a while before figuring out the joints...

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(End of this chapter)