Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 176 Wanting to Create the Nine Yang Kung Fu

There was a deep look in Wang Chongyang's eyes. This man, who used to be an immortal Taoist but was now one of the top masters in the Taoist sect, had a sinister look on his face at this moment.

"If the Nine Yin Manual falls into the hands of Wuyouzi, he will definitely be able to practice it. Although I don't have much contact with him, I can feel that this person is very scheming and is planning something secretly. If we can't find a way to deal with it, I'm afraid it will become a serious problem."

There was a hint of solemnity in the dark elf's tone as he said, "This is indeed a trouble. What do you think should be done?"

Wang Chongyang already had the draft in mind, and he smiled complacently and said, "Since there is a Nine Yin Manual in this world, why can't there be a Nine Yang Manual."

"What I, the Quanzhen Taoist, have inherited are the Taoist traditions of Zhong Liquan, Lu Dongbin and others. Lu Dongbin is also known as Chunyang Zhenren, and he is a pure Yang Kung Fu. I need your help to create a Nine Yang Divine Art, how about it?"

At the end of his speech, Wang Chongyang's eyes shone with an indescribable luster.

"Nine Yang Manual?" The person in the darkness, everything was shrouded in darkness, sighed leisurely, "This is a good idea."

"Hehehehe!"

At the end, Ren'er in the darkness and Wang Chongyang, who was sitting on the couch, looked at each other with bright eyes and let out a burst of deep laughter.

The laughter echoed in the inn room without leaking out at all, as if the entire room had been isolated from the entire world.

When the laughter started, there was still a vague outline in front of Wang Chongyang, but when the laughter subsided, the figure had disappeared.

Only Master Chongyang, who had achieved such great achievements in just a few years, was sitting there, his eyes filled with complex expressions that others could not understand.

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"what!"

A scream sounded.

It echoed in the wilderness, shaking off the dust on the ruined temple, causing the ruined temple to begin to shake.

Crackling!

Bits of dust fell into the lit bonfire, causing sparks to fly from the burning wood, creating chaos.

Snapped!
  A smooth jade hand was raised and slapped hard, and the two figures in front of the bonfire appeared.

Zhu Hefeng was holding the black iron heavy sword he had obtained from the Sword Demon Valley. He screamed extremely pitifully and looked as if his biological father and mother had died.

"Oh my God! There is a crack in the Dark Iron Heavy Sword. I want to die!"

"Senior Dugu Qiubei, this junior is really sorry for you!"

"Brother Diao, please kill me!"

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Zhu Hefeng cried for his father and mother, without any sign of being the leader of the Big Dipper. It made people wonder if he was planning to hang himself and wipe his neck.

Lin Chaoying on one side couldn't bear it anymore when she saw her husband in such a shameful state. He raised his jade hand high and hit that head with a slap.

Snapped!
  There was a crisp sound.

After being slapped by Lin Chaoying, Zhu Hefeng stood there for a moment, covering his head with tears in his eyes. He turned around, looked at Lin Chaoying, and asked:

"Chaoying, what are you doing?"

Lin Chaoying scolded impatiently: "Look at what you look like now, you are just a loser!"

"But I feel bad!" Zhu Hefeng said as he raised the dark iron epee in his hand. A crack actually appeared on the originally round blade of the dark iron epee. Although this crack is nothing compared to this heavy sword, which weighs more than eighty kilograms, it is particularly conspicuous.

"Stop pretending." Lin Chaoying said angrily as she had been with Zhu Hefeng for so long that she was used to his weirdness and nonsense.

"Do you think I don't know? Your favorite weapon is not this heavy sword. Don't you like to use Fang Tian Hua Ji?"

"Now that the Dark Iron Heavy Sword has been damaged, you can just recast the Fangtian Painted Halberd and turn this heavy sword into a Fangtian Painted Halberd."

"If you really think about it, isn't it just what you want?"

Swish!
  After hearing what Lin Chaoying said, Zhu Hefeng's expression, which just now seemed like he wanted to commit suicide, immediately disappeared, and there was no trace of sadness on his face.

"Chaoying, you know me so well that you can see right away what my intentions are now?"

Lin Chaoying covered her red lips with her hand, smiled slightly, and said, "If I didn't know you well, I would have been betrayed by you long ago."

"What are you talking about? How dare I sell you?" Zhu Hefeng's eyes were shining and he looked at her with scorching eyes and said.

"Hmph!" Lin Chaoying said proudly, "I'm sorry you don't dare either."

Zhu Hefeng held the dark iron heavy sword tightly and said: "This sword is damaged, and the only way is to recast it. But even if an ordinary blacksmith wants to melt this piece of dark iron and cast it into a Fangtian Painted Halberd, it will be difficult." Things."

"Chaoying, do you have any good ideas?"

Lin Chaoying rolled her eyes at him angrily and said, "I knew you were planning on me. You want to forge the Dark Iron Heavy Sword into a halberd. This is not easy."

"An ordinary blacksmith would have been heated to death before he could melt it. The only way is to be a master with unfathomable inner strength."

Speaking of this, Lin Chaoying was as white as jade, and a trace of memory and a trace of fear appeared on her smooth and bright cheeks.

"Aren't you always curious about where I learned this martial arts? Today, I will satisfy your curiosity."

"That's great." After hearing what Lin Chaoying said, Zhu Hefeng jumped up from the ground and said with great excitement.

Where did Lin Chaoying learn his martial arts skills?

Zhu Hefeng has been curious about this question for a long time, and today, he finally got an answer.

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More than a hundred years ago, there was a Taoist sect in the world - Xiaoyao Sect.

The founder of the sect is Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi recruited four disciples. The eldest disciple, Wu Xingyun, established the Tianshan Lingjiu Palace, commanded thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands, and called himself Tianshan Tongmao. The second disciple, Wu Yazi, took over the family and became the leader of the Xiaoyao sect. The third disciple, Li Qiu Shui, married Wu Yazi and gave birth to a daughter, Li Qingluo; the fourth disciple was Li Qiu Shui's younger sister, Li Canghai.

The martial arts of the four major disciples are all unfathomable.

Originally, the Xiaoyao sect should be passed down and endure for a long time. However, Wu Yazi, Wu Xingyun, and Li Qiushui fell into a love triangle.

In the end, Li Qiu Shui let Wu Xingyun lose his appearance, and Wu Xingyun was harmed by Li Qiu Shui to the point where he could no longer grow up and could only become a dwarf.

The leader, Wu Yazi, was plotted against by his disciple Ding Chunqiu, and ended up with his meridians cut off, never to recover again.

After the elders passed away, the Xiaoyao Sect fell into the hands of Xu Zhu, the illegitimate son of Duan Yu, who was born in the Duan family of Dali, and Master Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple at the time.

Gradually, the Xiaoyao Sect disappeared in the martial arts world, leaving no trace at all.

(End of this chapter)