The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 189
"You...you recognize me?"

A'Zhu's expression changed slightly, she asked herself how good she was at disguise, but Feng Ji unexpectedly saw through her true face directly and called her a girl.

Feng Ji said indifferently: "The girl has a strange fragrance on her body, her breasts are high, and her vitality and blood are strong, she is not like an old man."

A'Zhu's face flushed immediately, and he glared at Feng Ji angrily.

In fact, it was Feng Ji who said that she had a strange fragrance on her body, and also said that she had high breasts, which really made her a girl.

Immediately uncovered the disguise, said: "So that's the case, Your Excellency is really good at catching up with such a long distance, the two of us sisters are willing to bow down."

"It's just that you are so good at martial arts, you won't bully us two weak girls?"

Feng Ji said indifferently: "Of course not, you two just need to take me to Mandala Villa, and I will naturally not make things difficult for you two."

The two women looked at each other, feeling a little helpless.

The other party's martial arts are too high, it is really impossible to escape, now the only option is to agree to him, and wait until the Mandala Villa, then worry about it.

At that moment, the second daughter could only agree to come down and row the boat obediently.

Abi peeked at Feng Ji while rowing.

Seeing that Feng Ji closed his eyes, as if he was resting, she couldn't help asking: "Mr. Feng, what are you doing at Mantuo Villa?"

A'Zhu also looked at Feng Ji, wanting to inquire.

Feng Ji said indifferently: "The two girls only need to row the boat to lead the way, and don't ask too much about other things."

A'Zhu couldn't help saying: "Young Master Feng, it's not that I'm talking too much, it's just that there is a weird rule in the Mantuo Villa, if a man goes up there, he will be in bad luck."

"You don't need to worry about this, just take me there."

Azhu and Abi had no choice but to bite the bullet and drove Feng Ji to Mantuo Villa.

After traveling on the waterway for about ten miles, an island appeared in front of it, and there were ships docked near the island.

A'Zhu turned to look at Feng Ji, and said, "Young Master Feng, that's where it is."

Feng Ji looked at the island, but saw that the island was full of camellias, which were colorful and beautiful.

He nodded slightly, probably confirming that this is Mantuo Villa.

He said in a deep voice, "Thank you both."

After finishing speaking, he saw his figure jump, like a big roc spreading its wings, and he flew to the shore after flying to the shore with a distance of several tens of feet.

Such light work made A'Zhu and A'bi dumbfounded.

"Sister Ah Zhu, this person's qinggong is so good, I'm afraid he's not inferior to the young master."

A'Zhu secretly thought, what is not inferior to the young master, I'm afraid it is far superior to the young master, Abi can't say that the young master's martial arts is not as good as others, that's why she said so.

"I don't know why this person came to Mantuo Villa, let's go and tell Miss Biao."

"Sister Ah Zhu said, let's go quickly."

The second daughter quickly rowed to the shore and went to the island.

The people on the island are familiar with them, and they don't stop them when they come to find Miss.

Feng Ji kept jumping into the villa, which is not small in scale, with endless houses.

"To find Langhuan's blessed land here, I'm afraid it will be a bit cumbersome."

Thinking in my heart, suddenly there was a loud shout from a distance.

"who!"

Feng Ji frowned, stopped, and looked at the pavilion in the distance.

But I saw an old man sitting in the gazebo, facing the northwest flowers.

Among the flowers, a girl in white came out and shouted, "Grandpa, it's me."

Feng Ji's figure was hidden behind the rockery, looking at the two of them.

However, the girl's appearance is so beautiful that she is [-]% similar to the Wuliang Mountain Jade Statue!
"Wang Yuyan?"

Feng Ji immediately confirmed the identity of this woman, but now his thoughts changed sharply, Wang Yuyan and grandpa?

He didn't move, looking at the old man in the pavilion.

But the old man smiled and said: "It's Xiao Yuyan, why are you here?"

"Grandpa, my cousin's maid came to look for me. Grandpa, you never want others to know your relationship with Mantuo Villa. I'm afraid they will disturb Grandpa, so I came here to report."

Hearing this, the old man nodded slightly: "You did a good job, since that's the case, you can play here."

"Thank you grandpa."

The old man got up and left, his steps were brisk and he touched the ground almost silently, obviously his inner strength was quite good.

Feng Ji's figure moved slightly, he didn't care about Wang Yuyan, but followed the old man.

But I saw the old man heading east all the way to a single-family attic in the center of the villa.

He strode up to the attic, and there was no movement.

Feng Ji was curious, and really didn't know the identity of the old man.

With a flash of stature, he was also able to enter the house.

With his lightness kung fu, no one in the world can match it. Even though the old man's internal strength is good, he will definitely not notice it.

Entering the attic, Feng Ji glanced around, but he didn't see the old man.

He couldn't help but wonder, the old man clearly came in, why did he disappear?

Immediately looking around, he suddenly saw scratches on the floor of the room.

But the wall is one piece, how can something pass by?

"Is there a secret door?"

Feng Ji was secretly surprised, and was about to study it now.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside, as if someone was approaching.

Feng Ji's figure flickered slightly, hiding in the next room.

Only a woman's voice could be heard from downstairs: "Father, are you here?"

Feng Ji was taken aback for a moment, and immediately heard a voice from behind the wall: "Yes, come up."

There was a sound from the stairs, and a woman came up.

The woman's hair was coiled up, and she looked very similar to that Wang Yuyan!
Only when he was older, there were some traces of age on his face.

Feng Ji's heart skipped a beat: "Is she Wang Yuyan's mother, Mrs. Wang?"

"Madam Wang's father... yes, I forgot, Madam Wang is also called Li Qingluo, the daughter of Li Qiushui and Wu Yazi."

"It seems that in the original book, Li Qiushui and Ding Chunqiu hooked up. After Wu Yazi was severely injured, Li Qiushui made Mrs. Wang recognize Ding Chunqiu as her father."

"So, that old man is Ding Chunqiu!"

Thinking of this, Feng Ji remembered one more thing. In the original book, Jiumozhi also has a small non-phase skill.

But about how Jiumozhi learned the Xiao Wuxiang Gong of the Xiaoyao School, the old version of the original work did not write.

But in the newly revised version, it is mentioned that Jiumozhi is the secret book obtained from the blessed land of Langhuan of the Wang family.

Feng Ji immediately looked out the door, but saw Mrs. Wang came to the wall, pressed the oil lamp on the wall, and the wall slid open to both sides.

I saw a portal inside the wall, and the portal was the same color as the wall.

Feng Ji looked in through the door, inside was a dark room, the room was full of cabinets, stacked one after another, each cabinet door was engraved with words filled with blue paint, all of them were "Langhuan Jade Cave".

On one of the desks, sits the old man, no accident, he is Ding Chunqiu!
At this time, Feng Ji had already seen his face. He was about 70 to [-] years old, with a smooth face, fair complexion, and white hair shawls.

"No wonder Li Qiushui has taken a fancy to her. She looks good." Feng Ji thought to himself.

"Father, are you practicing 'Little Formless Kung Fu' again? You can take all these books, anyway, you and Mom took them, Yu Yan won't let you point them out, and she can't read them."

As soon as Mrs. Wang spoke, Feng Ji was taken aback.

But immediately he became curious: "Did this Ding Chunqiu also practice the Little Formless Kungfu? Why didn't he achieve the effect of eternal youth?"

Feng Ji felt strange and listened carefully to what the two were saying.

"I took it. One was not well hidden, and it might be stolen by those incompetent disciples. It's better to keep it here for safety."

Mrs. Wang said: "Father, you can teach me to practice this 'Little Formless Kungfu'. I've grown a lot of wrinkles with age. This kungfu can keep you young. I want to learn more, so I can teach it to Yuyan in the future."

Ding Chunqiu sighed: "This exercise is quite profound and obscure, even I couldn't master it."

"I'll teach you how to decipher the formula first, and you and Yuyan will slowly practice according to the book. Well, Yuyan is too kind to his cousin, so I don't worry about it." He took out a book from the table and put it in his arms.

Only then did Feng Ji notice that there were a total of eight cheat books on the table, marked with A, B, C, D, Wu, Ji, Geng and Xin from left to right.

What Ding Chunqiu took away was the seventh cheat book.

But at this time Ding ChunQiu found another book and said: "This inner strength, the patriarch only passed it on to your mother, my master and uncle are not allowed to teach it."

"The patriarch wrote down the exercises in the form of an account book. 'On the first day of the first lunar month, receive nine cents and eight cents' means inhaling lightly nine times and breathing eight times on the first day. 'Paying silver eight cents and seven cents' means exhaling lightly eight times and concentrating breath seven times."

Mrs. Wang said with a smile: "The patriarch is really interesting. He wrote his heart, lungs, and intestines as pig heart, pig lung, and pig intestine."

Ding Chunqiu smiled and said: "Written like this, even if this book falls into the hands of someone who has nothing to do with it, he will only think it is a household bill for buying meat and vegetables, and he definitely does not know that it is the mental method of practicing supreme inner strength."

When Feng Ji heard this, he couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring. The secret books of these schools are all passed down using secret techniques and code words. Sometimes even if you get the secret books, it is impossible for you to practice directly.

There are fewer and fewer exercises in later generations, and the inheritance is cut off, which is also related to this.

He suddenly thought, why did Li Qiushui leave behind the training picture of a nude woman and directly inform future generations about the cultivation method?
The Beiming Divine Art recorded in that picture of a naked woman is probably not that simple.

Now he listened carefully to the conversation between the two, and recorded in his heart how to decipher the formula of the Little Wuxiang Gong.

When the two finished talking, Ding ChunQiu stood up, put the book back to its original place, then blew out the candle and left.

But the moment the candle was extinguished, Feng Ji made a sudden move!

But there was a snort in mid-air.

Ding Chunqiu's expression changed instantly, he didn't care about Mrs. Wang, he hurriedly moved away, and shouted: "Who?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his Shenmen acupoint was instantly grabbed, and immediately the big acupoint on his back was directly hit.

A powerful and terrifying internal force poured directly into his body, and he was instantly horrified, unbelievable!

How could there be such deep inner strength in the world?
Who is coming?

Immediately, he felt that the book in his arms was taken away by someone, followed that person in Langhuan Blessed Land, and took out the remaining booklet of Little Wuxiang Gong.

After finishing all this, the man smiled and said, "Thank you, Old Monster Ding."

The next moment, the figure of that person flashed and disappeared.

After a long time, Ding Chunqiu finally broke through the acupuncture point, turned around suddenly, his face was full of astonishment.

He hastily unlocked Mrs. Wang's acupuncture points, and immediately asked, "Are there other outsiders on the island?"

Mrs. Wang was terrified, regained her composure, and hurriedly said: "No, there are only two servant girls from Murong's family."

Ding Chunqiu's face was extremely gloomy: "That man's martial arts are extremely high, and his internal strength is far above mine!"

"Unexpectedly, the secrets of the exercises are hidden here, and it is not safe."

"Father, I'm afraid there are not many people in the world whose internal strength is higher than yours. I think that person has a young voice. Who could it be?"

Ding Chunqiu's complexion changed: "The inner strength is higher than mine, and he is still a young man, rare in the world. Could it be that Murong Fu?"

"Definitely not, I recognize that kid's voice." Mrs. Wang said hastily.

Ding Chunqiu frowned: "It's not him? They say North Qiaofeng South Murong, could it be Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang?"

Mrs. Wang also lost her mind, and just said: "How did he know the secret of my family's Langhuan blessed land? So he ambushed here?"

The two of them couldn't figure it out, how could Ding Chunqiu give up after suffering such a big loss.

At that moment, he said in a deep voice: "I haven't been in the Central Plains for a long time, I never thought that there would be such a master in the Central Plains! Qiao Feng... Hmph, I'm going to meet him personally."

……

Feng Ji flew away whistling as if with wings on his back, and soon he came to the shore, untied a boat, sat on the bow, his inner strength surged, and suddenly the boat galloped without wind, and broke through the waves whizzing away.

In Taihu Lake, he didn't bother to judge the direction, he kept going straight, almost a hundred miles away, and stopped when he saw a small island in front of him.

Not in a hurry to go to the island, he sat on the bow and looked up the eight "Little Wuxiang Gong" cheat books.

Opening the "A" book, I saw a few lines written on the first page: "The ancients who are good at Taoism are subtle and mysterious, and they are deep and unrecognizable. The husband is unrecognizable, so I force it: Henan is like winter crossing the river, and it is like fearing the neighbors."

"Who can calm the Xu Qing of turbid water, and who can calm the Xu Sheng of the movement. Those who promote this way do not want to be full, but they do not want to be full, so they can be concealed and new."

Feng Ji was familiar with the classics, so he immediately understood what he said.

This is recorded in the Tao Te Ching, which means who can stop the flow like a muddy water, calm down and slowly become clear?Who can keep silent for a long time like grass and trees, but still sprout vitality?This is the realm described in the Tao Te Ching for the ancient goodness as the Taoist.

Feng Ji continued to look at it, and the more he looked at it, the more strange it became.

In this "Little Formless Skill", there are quite a few parts that he seems to have known before!

Because some of its contents are actually similar to "Nine Suns Divine Art"!
"How come, this "Nine Suns Divine Art", how is it so similar to "Little Formless Art"?"

Feng Ji's thoughts changed sharply, and he became more and more surprised when he compared the two exercises.

"This "Nine Suns Divine Art", is it possible that it was born out of "Little Formless Art"?"

"That's right, once the "Nine Suns Divine Art" is completed, you can learn martial arts in the world after reading it once."

"And this "Little Formless Kungfu" is the same. Once you know other exercises and practice methods, with "Little Formless Kungfu" as the foundation, you can use them in an instant."

"Wait, when I got the "Nine Suns Divine Art", I had doubts about this exercise. It is a Taoist exercise, but it was hidden in the Buddhist scriptures of Shaolin Temple."

"If "Nine Suns Divine Art" is an abbreviated version of "Little Formless Art", then who will pass on this art?"

In Feng Ji's mind, several candidates who had practiced "Little Formless Skill" flashed through.

Jiumozhi, Ding Chunqiu, Li Qiushui.

Feng Ji frowned. These three people, no matter their character or personality, did not seem to be the kind of people who would do such a thing.

"Who else knows "Little Formless Skill"? Wait...Xu Zhu!"

Feng Ji suddenly realized that there was one more person, and that was Xu Zhu who hadn't learned "Little Wuxiang Gong" yet!

Xu Zhu will learn "Little Formless Kung Fu" in the future, because he wants to be a monk, it is very likely that he will hide in Shaolin to plant vegetables and farmland after retiring.

He loves Buddhism so much, it is very likely that he will keep "Small Wuxiang Gong" in the Shaolin scriptures.

It's just that Feng Ji didn't understand why Xu Zhu wanted to simplify "Little Wuxiang Gong" and change it to the name "Nine Suns Divine Art".

He shook his head, no longer cared about this matter, but continued to comprehend "Small Wuxiang Gong".

With the "Nine Suns Divine Art" as a foundation, Feng Ji's understanding of this "Little Wuxiang Art" has become extremely simple.

Just looking at it, Feng Ji's expression gradually became dignified.

(End of this chapter)