Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 174 No need to seek help from outside, like thunder and lightning! (8.265k)
Raise your palms toward the sky, put your hands together, turn your palms over and slowly press down.

The boy worships the sky and the immortal touches his head.

Zhao Rong practiced the Xisui Jing (Xisui Meridian) continuously, and his violent qi and blood were suppressed.

A breath of cold air came up quietly, floating on the thin eyelashes and eyebrows. The frost was condensed and wet, like the dew on the grass and trees, and the eyes were like a deep pool, which was hard to understand.

When the icy mist rose, Zhao Rong withdrew his strength and ended his skill.

The redness on his face was no longer visible, leaving only thought and a faint smile.

"Dry air stimulates the meridians, and wherever the true energy passes, it rushes like a mountain torrent, with unparalleled speed."

"Even if the internal force is low, it can still be effective. Even if the sword does not have enough energy, it can still show its speed."

Zhao Rong stood up and paced around the room, feeling that the martial arts derived from the Sunflower Manual were quite innovative.

Mr. Feng understands the meaning of sword, I understand the sword's momentum, but the Sunflower Manual is about sword speed.

All martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed.

Each of the 72 moves of the Exorcist Sword Technique is unremarkable, but when performed at extremely fast speeds, the sword becomes invisible and unstoppable, yet still allows one to remain invincible.

Therefore, Mr. Feng’s evaluation of Lin Yuantu was also that he had no tricks.

Zhao Rong thought again.

If you explore this treasure book carefully, you will find that there is actually no need for sword moves, or rather, there is no sword move in the world that cannot be learned.

The speed of the moves is infinite, so it can turn infinite speed into an unobstructed edge and infinite speed into an invincible force.

wonderful!
Sunflower Manual should be an extremely yang skill, and it is practiced by taking in dry air, so ordinary people will definitely not be able to practice it. Cutting off the two taels of meat is really a bit of a trick, which breaks the barrier between yin and yang, and the dry air has no interference, which is all helpful.

Firstly, you can learn quickly, and secondly, you won’t go astray.

The dry yang was so strong that even if I could suppress it a little by using all my strength to activate the frost force, it would still be far from enough for the entire technique.

In the end, you can't get the essence.

Feng Buping has disrupted the martial arts formula. Even if an ordinary person cuts it, it would be in vain if he can't understand the essence.

The essence of life is invincible. It is really just a foolish dream.

Zhao Rong had no intention of cutting off all his efforts. Although he could not master this precious martial art, he gained a profound understanding of the essence of this kung fu.

The most profound method of the Seven-String Invisible Sword is Liu Ding Kaishan. The master of the manor plucks the seven strings continuously. The strings make sudden and rapid sounds like waves, and even all seven strings break, erupting with a powerful force.

At this time, the qi controls the sound of the strings, making the person's true energy surge.

The dry air flows through the Ren and Du meridians, accelerating the flow of true Qi, just like plucking a string quickly.

But the dry energy pushes away the sword and the speed of the sword wielder.

But for him, once he lets his true Qi flow, his sword energy will become even more powerful!

How could Zhao Rong not be excited!
He had been slowly exploring the path ahead since he perfected his sword energy. Now that he could see the way ahead directly, he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild and became obsessed with it.

In the practice of alchemy and taking medicine in the Sunflower Manual, dry air can help the extreme yang energy, dry out the qi and blood, stimulate the meridians, and make the true qi flow continuously.

Zhao Rong took out a pitch-black drying pill with a smile in his eyes.

The principle of dryness actually has traces to follow.
During the days at the Fuwei Escort Agency, Zhao Rong studied the essence of the Sunflower Manual on the one hand, and kept an eye on it secretly on the other.

Chief Escort Lin is an expert at doing business. He wants to become a subordinate force of the Hengshan Sect in order to ensure stability, so Zhao Rong naturally has no objection.

He had not shown up for more than ten days, and the Lin family had also received many visitors. Although some visitors were impatient and asked questions, they knew that Fuwei Escort Agency had a strong backer, so at most they just complained.

Most visitors are quite polite.

Now that the sword manual has been published, even those chaotic fragments can inspire people, let alone the whole manual.

If Lin Zhennan had read the sword manual earlier, his martial arts skills would definitely not be what they are now.

All the big sects in the world were frightened, and the smaller sects didn't even want to cause trouble. The sober people at most asked politely and didn't even dare to say a harsh word.

Another five days passed, Zhao Rong's thoughts were in a mess, and he began to think about going into seclusion.

It’s time to leave Fuzhou.

In the main hall of the Lin family's inner residence, still in front of the painting of a crouching tiger.

"Master Zhao, why don't you stay a few more days!"

"I have asked Chef Hua in the kitchen to prepare the dishes. It won't be too late to leave after eating the Fuzhou delicacies."

"Yes!"

The three members of the Lin family sincerely tried to keep Zhao Rong, but he was determined to leave.

He waved his hand without further explanation and said with a smile: "We'll see each other again someday."

Then he took something out from his sleeve:
"This is the Sanjiao Qi Training Method, which is a fairly complete internal energy method. I see that your Lin family lacks such a method, so I will give it to you as a gift."

This was the thing that Aigen had just exploded. This copy was not a rare item for Zhao Rong, but in the Fuwei Escort Agency, it was a rare treasure.

Although the three members of the Lin family were tempted, they still refused.

Zhao Rong did not mention anything about what he had learned from Lin Yuantu, he just asked them to accept it.

Then he asked:

"Captain Escort, do you still recognize the handwriting of your Lord Yuantu?"

Lin Zhennan didn't understand what he meant, but nodded and said, "Yes, I recognize him. There are some Buddhist scriptures copied by Yuantu left at home."

Hearing the sound, Zhao Rong took out the broken robe and handed it to the three people.

"Look, is the handwriting the same?"

Lin Pingzhi, Mrs. Wang, and Lin Zhennan all looked towards the cassock.

The eight big characters at the front are really eye-catching: If you want to practice this skill, you must castrate yourself first.

Lin Zhennan's hands trembled slightly as he looked at the handwriting carefully:

"That's right, this handwriting is really his."

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but show a look of shock after hearing what his father said. He already knew that this was part of the ancestral property of the old house, but he didn't expect that he had to castrate himself to practice sword!

Just thinking about it gives me chills.

"No wonder. No wonder the legacy says that disasters are endless."

They finally understood the purpose of the last words.

While they were in despair, Zhao Rong took out a thin book that he had compiled after listening to Feng Buping reciting the music score, handed it to Lin Zhennan, and indicated that it was also for them.

Chief Escort Lin just glanced at it and immediately closed the book.

He took a deep breath, walked to the candlestick in the hall, took out a tinder, and burned the fragments of the cassock along with the thin book.

"Master Zhao, thank you for letting me see this heirloom."

"My Lin family is unable to bear such a disaster, so let it disappear into thin air."

Lin Zhennan looked at the flames, his face showing only sighs but no regrets. Only when he saw the thin book and the cassock turned into ashes did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhao Rong actually appreciated this move.

Chief Escort Lin can make decisive choices about things that the outside world is fighting for.

A few moments.

The three members of the Lin family led more than 200 people from the Fuwei Escort Agency and sent them to Ximen Street.

"Please stay, everyone."

"Master Zhao, have a safe journey." Lin Zhennan's family of three walked forward together and bowed to say farewell.

Zhao Rong climbed onto his horse, smiled and bowed, "Goodbye."

"drive."

The reins were lightly lifted, and the sound of them clacking echoed on the bluestone road.

A man with a sword and a green robe went straight to the west gate and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight, but his presence was engraved in their hearts and deeply engraved in their lungs.

Lin Zhennan and the other two bowed again towards the place where the figure disappeared.

Lin Pingzhi's face was full of admiration: "Hero Zhao is a true hero, completely different from those people from other sects."

Madam Wang was deeply moved: "I'm afraid no one can resolve this disaster for my Lin family except Hero Zhao, and no one is willing to resolve it. I didn't expect that your small act of righteousness actually saved our family."

"That righteous act only happened to Hero Zhao. If it had been someone else, my Lin family would still not have been able to escape this disaster."

Lin Zhennan sighed and smiled again.

He patted his son's shoulder again and said, "Ping'er, that's why Daddy always teaches you not to do anything wrong and to do more chivalrous and kind deeds."

"Ah."

Lin Pingzhi nodded vigorously, "I will work hard to practice martial arts and become a chivalrous man like Master Zhao."

Mrs. Wang smiled and touched his head.

The family of three returned safely to the escort agency's residence.

Not long after, Lin Zhennan added another tablet for his benefactor in the ancestral hall.

The Lin family never forgot their gratitude and offered incense and offerings to the deceased from time to time. They also took this as an instruction to teach the younger generations and encourage them to do righteous and kind deeds.

……

Thunder rumbled, drizzle fell, and the long monkeys cried at night, each cry breaking one's heart.

Dali, Dian Cang Mountain.

It was an unusual rainy night, on the high cliff of Moying.

Shang Sufeng watched the eagle amidst lightning and thunder.

A lamp continued to rise along the rugged and steep mountain path. Blocked by rain and fog, the lamp flickered like a firefly.

"Master!"

Shang Sufeng's eldest disciple Zou Songqing was wearing a straw raincoat and a hat, and was covered in mud.

He saw his master sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain practicing madly, and said with worry on his face:

"The rain is heavy and the wind is strong. Master, why don't you take shelter in the cliff cave? It won't be too late to practice tomorrow to avoid catching a cold."

Shang Sufeng said: "It's okay, my master's Lieyang Kungfu has improved again, how can a mere storm stop me from practicing."

The pinnacle of Dian Cang Sect's internal skills is the Fiery Sun Divine Art, but unfortunately it has long been lost.

Later, this magical formula evolved into several methods, including Lieyang Gong and Panyang Gong.

However, compared to Master Sun's Pan Yang Gong, Lie Yang Gong is more in line with the essence of Dian Cang.

So when Zou Songqing heard that his master's skills had improved, he was so happy that he didn't even rush to talk about the business and was about to congratulate him.

Shang Sufeng asked directly: "You went up the mountain on a rainy night, but did that person hear about it?"

"That's right, I received a message from a carrier pigeon, it should be the news from more than 20 days ago!"

"tell me the story."

Zou Songqing showed a look of surprise and began to tell the rumors about Fuzhou.

Starting from the Fuwei Escort Agency's Sword Manual of Exorcism, it tells the story of the Xiaoxiang Sword God's power over both good and evil. With one sword stroke, he defeated Kunlun Zhenhuazi, shaking the world of martial arts!
When Zou Songqing said this, his heart was burning with passion, as if a bonfire had been lit under his heart and was constantly burning.

When he thought of that scene, he became so excited that he broke out in a sweat.

"Sword Qi!"

“It’s actually sword energy!”

A thunder sounded in the sky, and Shang Sufeng stood up suddenly with disbelief in his eyes.

Suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, you are worthy of being the opponent chosen by Shang Sufeng!"

Zou Songqing had already imagined the terrifying power of the Sword God.

That's sword energy!
So he asked, "Master, there is more Yin Yang Sword Manual leaked out, do you want to send someone out to look for it?"

Shang Sufeng was disdainful:

"What Yin-Yang Sword Manual? I don't have the time to practice so many techniques."

"My Cangshan Divine Temple has its own magic. Once I master the Great Power of the Eagle and the Shadowless Divine Sword, how can I not fight the Sword God?"

"Now my Fiery Sun Technique has improved. With this as a foundation, in another twenty years, I will definitely have mastered it!"

Zou Songqing admired his master's attitude: "I will always pay attention, but I will report to you if there is any important news."

"Go."

"Yes."

Zou Songqing went down the mountain.

A few days later, as the news spread more and more, more and more famous people from Dali's underworld came to Dian Cang Mountain to pay a visit.

Shang Sufeng, the senior brother among the Dian Cang Twin Swords, once fought with the Sword God for hundreds of moves!
It's really amazing.

Because of this indisputable fact, not only Shang Sufeng himself, but also the image of Dian Cang Sect became glorious.

The high cliffs of Dian Cang Mountain and Moying Mountain have also become sacred.

It is said that Senior Shang has been in seclusion for several years, studying advanced martial arts.

His goal is to fight the Sword God again!
What kind of courage is this? !
……

In an inn in Yidu City.

“Puff! Puff!”

Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of the mouths of the Four Beauties of Qingcheng. Yu the Dwarf became anxious upon seeing this, and he took the formulas they had memorized and looked at them again and again.

"Still feeling the same?"

Hou Renying's face turned red: "Yes."

"I couldn't suppress my restlessness at all. I felt a nameless rage in my heart. My true qi was surging and my blood was surging. I couldn't stop it."

"If I continue to practice, I'm afraid I'll go insane."

"Could it be."

He was halfway through his words when Qingcheng's second most talented scholar, Hong Renxiong, took over the conversation: "Do you really want to castrate yourself to practice swordsmanship?"

Yu Canghai didn't say anything.

Hong Renxiong asked again: "Master, what about the Lin family?"

When he heard this, Yu Canghai became so angry that he used his Heart-stimulating Palm to smash the table.

He wanted to seek revenge on the Lin family, but he couldn't get through Yancheng. If he took revenge, there would be endless troubles.

but
Songfeng Temple has always had a tradition of inheriting hatred.

Yu Canghai sat down on the chair and said to his disciples:
"You must all remember the humiliation we suffered in Fuzhou. If I cannot avenge you before I die, you must continue to pass it on. You will eventually wait for the day of revenge."

"Don't forget to inform your master at the grave."

Yu Canghai's eyes were fierce, but also contained a hint of helplessness.

When his master Chang Qingzi died of depression, he also gave similar instructions.

Yu Canghai's disciples, like Yu Canghai did at the beginning, knelt on the ground and shouted "Master".

They were a bunch of vicious thieves and villains, but judging from the situation at Songfeng Temple, the master treated them well.

He taught me internal strength and swordsmanship with great care, without hiding any of my weaknesses.

Yu Canghai looked at these disciples:

"If cutting off one's own sword can avenge one's hatred, then practicing sword skills like this is not a bad idea."

Hong Renxiong looked worried: "If this is true, wouldn't people in the martial arts world laugh at us?"

"Humph, how can others know whether it is self-castration to practice sword or the opening of all eight meridians?"

Yu Canghai's forehead veins jumped: "Besides, people who laugh at me are not unkillable."

"If we can become the best in the world, what does the injury to our body mean?"

He frowned again after he finished speaking:

"But both the Yin and Yang Books have flaws. Can you really master the sword by castrating yourself?"

Yu Canghai glanced at the disciples and asked, "Is there anyone who is willing to sacrifice himself for our sect?"

The Four Beauties of Qingcheng avoided their gazes.

Those who were caught by Yu Canghai's gaze all shrank their heads.

Clearly not ready for cutting.

"Master, let me practice swordplay!"

Suddenly, a man strode out. It was Shen Renjun, who was in charge of monitoring the Fuwei Branch in the Jingchu area.

Everyone was not surprised to see him stand up.

Shen Renjun liked to go to brothels and theaters, and was not restrained by food and sex, so he contracted a strange disease.

Since it's already broken, I can switch from having a chicken to having no chicken. Even if I can't practice due to the wrong cut, there's nothing to regret.

"it is good!"

Yu Canghai showed a look of delight, nodded and praised: "Renjun, when the time comes, I will be the master of the knife, and the knife will wipe away the golden wound, so that you will not feel much pain."

Shen Renjun thanked him, "Thank you, Master."

The Yang spectrum is profound and mysterious, and it is extremely difficult to get started.

They had not felt anything after practicing for these days, and instead took drying medicines and practiced Yin methods, often hovering on the edge of going astray.

Now that someone is willing to cut the deal, Yu Canghai has finally found a breakthrough.

"Let's go back to Songfeng Temple!"

……

On the thirty-fifth day, Jia Bu died in Wuming Lane in Fuzhou.

Zhao Rong retrieved the horse from Meixian Pharmacy and returned to Yancheng.

The scenery outside the city was very beautiful at this time, very different from when I left.

When spring comes, flowers bloom, the trees are full of red, and the branches are bright with colorful spring.

North City Station.

There were more than twenty Hengshan disciples waiting at the post station. They saw a fine horse coming from the east, galloping all the way, with its green robe fluttering in the wind, passing through the lush red, tender green and bright sunny scenery.

The disciples came forward excitedly, and the merchants and martial artists who were resting at the post station all looked over.

"Big Brother~!"

They shouted in unison, their voices shaking the Divine Peak.

"Let's go back to Yancheng."

Zhao Rong did not dismount, but just smiled and slowed down his horse, waiting for them to catch up before heading north of the city together. "It's Xiaoxiang Sword God!"

"No wonder there are so many Hengshan disciples waiting here, the Sword God has returned to Yancheng!"

The people at the post station behind him were in an uproar and stood up to look around.

The local martial artists said excitedly, "Master Zhao is the most powerful martial artist in Yancheng. This time he shocked all the great sects in Fuzhou. It really makes the martial artists in Hengzhou proud."

The Wulin man from Shaoguan laughed and said:

"Hey, what is Hengzhou martial arts? The Sword God is the leader of our southern martial arts world, and he is no worse than Dongfang Bubai in the north!"

Some passers-by found it interesting.

The closer they get to Hengyang, the bolder the gangsters become.

At this North City Post Station, people have already called out "Invincible Easterner" by name.
Soon, there was a commotion in the city.

Those storytellers and tea masters are telling stories, and people from all over the country are listening.

Suddenly, a group of Hengshan disciples passed by on horseback.

Many people recognized the leader at a glance.

When the people in the teahouse and tavern heard this, their eyes widened and they stood up to look around.

I was listening to a story just now when suddenly the real person in the story passed by.

This is called Yancheng Shock.

The young man selling wine in the wine shop would say: "Xiaoxiang Sword God once bought wine here."

The waiter at the inn will tell you what flavor of roast chicken the Sword God has eaten.

For those people who come here because of its reputation, Yancheng seems to have become sacred.

There is an illusion that "the building is a hundred feet high and you can pick the stars with your hands."

In this place, the legends of the martial arts world seem to be within reach.

Zhao Rong returned to Cangjian Pavilion under the gazes of his fellow disciples from Hengshan. He first went to pay a visit to his master. Mr. Mo Da was drinking tea with Mr. Gu, so they started talking about what happened in Fuzhou.

Mr. Mo Da had no interest in the Exorcism Sword Technique and did not think that this sword technique could be more powerful than his disciple's sword energy.

Mr. Gu is a man of his own and does not have any greed.

However, when talking about the magic of dry air driving true energy, both old men gave high praise to this skill.

But castration of one's own body and opening of all eight meridians are both very difficult.

What Zhao Rong didn't expect was
They were actually more interested in the 'Yang Pu'.

Mr. Mo Da: "Climbing the sky and crossing the sea, like escaping and hiding"

Mr. Gu: "Thunderbolt, like lightning."

Mo Da stroked his beard and said, "The content of this manual is profound and thought-provoking. I didn't expect that Dongfang Bubai could comprehend such martial arts. He is worthy of being the best in the world."

Mr. Gu sighed:
"A few short sentences contain many mysteries of martial arts, which can be said to be broad and profound. Dongfang Bubai lived in seclusion in Black Wood Cliff for many years and comprehended this wonderful method. I am far behind him in understanding martial arts. I admire him so much!"

Zhao Rong wanted to explain.

But Mr. Mo Da frowned and said cautiously: "Arong, you are still far from being Dongfang Bubai, practice more."

Seeing how they were deep in thought, it would be a good thing if they really had some understanding, and he could also listen to it.

Zhao Rong responded with a smile and said no more.

If this so-called positive spectrum is said to be false, then it is indeed false.

But in a sense it is very real, so real that only mystery and mysteries are left, but there is no way to understand it.

In order to make it more like a sword manual, he also mixed in some of his personal understanding.

Neither of the two old men could see anything.

In other words, the higher one's understanding of martial arts, the more obsessed one will be with its meaning rather than its form.

Soon Zhao Rong returned to the Hidden Sword Pavilion and listened to the news reported by Quan Ziju. For example, Xiang Wentian and the Demon Cult's troops went north, and the Songshan Sect had returned to the Central Plains.
There was no unrest in Hengzhou Prefecture, which was mostly related to the Sword Manual of Exorcism and the various martial artists from Fuzhou.

In addition, more people come to Hengshan Sect to pay homage.

Zhao Rong told Lu Songfeng about the Fuwei Escort Agency becoming a subordinate force of Hengshan, and asked Lu Songfeng to arrange several reliable disciples to go to Fuzhou for formal contact.

He also asked Feng Qiaoyun, Cheng Mingyi and Xi Mushu about the recent progress of their disciples' sword training.

There were still a lot of miscellaneous things, so I listened to Quan Ziju talk about them patiently.

No wonder Master Mo is a hands-off boss. The tedious work of being the head of a shop really makes it difficult for people to play music.

Fortunately, I have fellow students to share the burden with me, which greatly reduces the pressure.

"There are two more things I need to tell you, brother."

"what's up?"

When Zhao Rong saw Quan Ziju's evil smile, he knew it was not a good thing.

"Brother, there is a letter from Longquan, sent by Junior Sister Qiu."

He said as he handed over the unopened letter.

Zhao Rong took it and saw some familiar handwriting on the envelope.

Then he asked, "What about the other thing?"

Quan Ziju smiled even more: "During the time when Senior Brother was in Fuzhou, Master Lan of the Five Immortals Sect came to look for you. Master Lan couldn't find you and seemed to have something else to do, so he went south."

Zhao Rong secretly said what a pity.

Quan Ziju added, "We were quite afraid of the reputation of Patriarch Lan that day, but Junior Sister behaved calmly. She was fulfilling the etiquette of our sect on behalf of Senior Brother."

After he said that, he looked at Zhao Rong's expression.

Unexpectedly, the young master smiled and said, "That's perfect."

Quan Ziju left Cangjian Pavilion with a smile.

Soon, another girl in green came over. She called out "Brother Rong", and Zhao Rong led her out of the yard and returned to Zhaojiawu together.

"How many days did Master Lan stay in Hengyang?"

"It was only one day. We wandered around Hengyang City and had dinner together at Huiyan Tower."

"Aren't you afraid of those rumors?"

The girl smiled lightly: "I am the Sword God's Junior Sister, of course I am not afraid."

Zhao Rong couldn't help but nodded and told her that he was going to go into seclusion.

"Brother Rong."

Zhao Rong thought she was going to talk about A'mei, but Qu Feiyan didn't mention it.

"How long will you stay in seclusion this time?"

"I don't know either. It could be very short or very long."

The girl looked pitiful and said, "Can I go to the post station and bring you food?"

"you?"

"Yeah, me."

Zhao Rong stretched out his hand and gestured towards her head, "Wait until you are taller. Your steps are too small now, and climbing the mountain is too slow."

"I will grow taller, and I will be even better at martial arts!"

"You will grow taller in the future, and you need to practice more on your Qinggong."

"..."

They laughed and joked all the way, and the quaint buildings on both sides of the street kept receding.

On the busiest Ximiao Street, in front of a tall archway, Zhao Rong bought a string of candied haws and handed it to her.

"No, only children eat candied haws. I'm already grown up."

She laughed as sweet as a silver bell and ran towards Zhaojiawu.

Not long after, Zhao Rong caught up with her in a leap.

He took her arms, pried open her clenched hands, stuffed the candied haws back in, and then closed them with a few slender green fingers.

"walk home."

"Ah."

When spring comes and flowers bloom, butterflies flutter their pink wings, dotting the silk clothes.

The girl in green followed the boy, also like a happy butterfly.

They walked along the green grass and willows, accompanied by butterflies and shoes, and rested in the pavilion. By the time they arrived at Zhaojiawu, the candied haws had been eaten, leaving only their thin lips tinged with red and their mouths filled with fragrance.

Zhao Rong spent five extremely peaceful days.

During this period, I wrote another letter back to Junior Sister Qiu.

On the sixth day after returning to Yancheng, he returned to the most peaceful and undisturbed Tianshan Cave.

Today, the Hengshan School is no longer what it used to be and has sufficient manpower.

Even if Zhao Rong is not at this retreat, there are people guarding it during the day and cleaning it regularly.

On the first day of climbing the mountain, Zhao Rong meditated and practiced his internal skills as usual.

It was not until the next day that he started to get down to business.

Under the lotus lantern, Zhao Rong picked up the "Golden Needle Ode" given by Mrs. Luo.

Moving and advancing is the method of stimulating Qi. Following and restraining is the method of mobilizing Qi.

It is said in the acupuncture book that "Yin is hidden in Yang, and Yang is hidden in Yin."

The harmony of yin and yang is a great wonder.

The Book of the Sunflower is an extremely yang skill. The dry air makes the yang fire even stronger. This dry air can make the true energy flow but is limited by the human body and is difficult to control. It needs to be cut to practice.

Dry air stimulates the meridians, and the magical methods in Jinzhen Fu can also stimulate the meridians.

But
Acupuncture methods are all from the outside to the inside, and there is no way to refer to the skills in the manual.

However, this method of hiding yin in yang and yang in yin is in line with the profound truth!

On the top of Tianshan Mountain, Zhao Rong sat cross-legged.

As soon as he started to practice his skills, his face suddenly turned as pale as snow, and his eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost.

Frost and cold energy cannot be considered the most yin and coldest air, but it is also yin.

The cold air passes through the Ren and Du meridians, using the cold air as a needle to stimulate the meridians, and then the golden needle is used to infuse the method of hiding the yang in the yin of the needle, combining the Qi-stimulating technique and the Qi-moving technique to transform the yin into yang!
Stimulating the meridians in this way has the same effect as that of dry air.

The person who practiced the Sunflower Manual with the No-Chicken Method was a great talent. Zhao Rong gathered the strengths of various schools and circulated the Ren and Du Qi, making him an even greater talent among all the great talents.

Because it incorporates the methods of the great acupuncture masters, and secretly conforms to the principles of yin and yang in the human body, it truly achieves the effect of not needing to seek help from outside!

Zhao Rong was very cautious and tried his best to control the coldness.

This is a life-threatening matter, and we have to tread carefully and not be careless in the slightest.

On the first day, Zhao Rong only felt a tingling pain in his meridians, as if he was being bitten by ants.

Fortunately, the aura from the pendant had a healing effect, and he was able to continue self-harming the next day.

This was the most difficult time for him to practice martial arts. For more than ten days in a row, his progress was extremely slow.

until
The twenty-first day of retreat in Tianshan.

Zhao Rong suddenly sensed something and stood up.

At this time, the cold acupuncture method stimulates the internal circulation of qi, transforms yin into yang, and stimulates the meridians.

Keep urging!

Finally, I succeeded after a sudden inspiration!

All of a sudden!
The Qi flows rapidly through the Ren and Du meridians, like a wild horse running free from its reins!
Zhao Rong immediately took a deep breath and walked to the top of the peak, and in a moment he had covered a distance of ten feet!
It looks like he took one step, but in fact he took several steps, it’s just that his feet moved so fast that it was hard to keep up!

"That's right! This is the secret of Dongfang Bubai's lightning-fast speed!"

"The sword is fast, the speed is fast, and all the movements will be fast."

"When it's extremely fast, there will be no flaws!"

Zhao Rong took a deep breath. This step was not easy, but he had not yet reached the level of looking like a ghost.

But by taking this step, he immediately embarked on a new path.

Sit cross-legged and adjust your breathing.

After a moment, he controlled the amount of cold air and transformed Yin into Yang again as he did before, stimulating the meridians.

He became more and more familiar with it. He had no idea how many times he had used it before. Now, after pricking his meridians dozens of times, he could make his Qi flow rapidly.

Draw out the sword and cut it with one blow!
“Shhhhh!!”

A piercing sound was heard, and a four-inch-long sword energy cut a crack on the stone wall at the top of the peak!

really!

The faster the true Qi runs, the stronger the sword Qi will be, which is consistent with the effect of running the Ren and Du meridians dryly.

Compared to increasing your skills, this is a great way to improve in the short term.

Zhao Rong was delighted as he had just started learning the subject and was sure he could improve.

And
This method of transforming Yin into Yang is performed on the basis of Frost Power.

The effect of Frost Power is slightly worse than that of Ice Qi. If you can get the Xuantian Finger, you can combine it with Frost Power to practice the coldest and most yin energy.

At that time, when Yin is transformed into Yang, wouldn't it be possible to use the extreme Yin to bring out the extreme Yang? !
In this way, the true Qi will inevitably flow faster.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but licking his lips, feeling very excited.

Oh no, I suddenly miss my cousin in Gusu.

I don't know if my cousin is doing well now.
……

It was May.

A young girl in a black dress covered with gauze walked down from Kuaiji Mountain, followed by an old bamboo craftsman carrying a bamboo basket on his back.

"Aunt, isn't it too early to go to Blackwood Cliff now?"

"Humph."

"I'm just going to get some rouge. What's the harm if it's Duanyang or not?"

Ren Yingying thought of the huge hall where the skills were hidden, the skills required, and also the shameless thief.

She smiled a little at one moment and became very angry at another.

Green Bamboo Elder said: "Recently, there are many Yin-Yang Sword Manuals in the martial arts world. Each one is profound and contains the ultimate principles of martial arts."

"However, this sword manual has many strange things, and it is related to the Eastern Sect Leader. Aunt, you are on the Black Wood Cliff, so don't mention this matter."

"I see."

Ren Yingying added: "Give Madam Zhang a message and ask her to go find Ping Yizhi."

"Yes."

……

Taishi Mountain, on Shengguan Peak.

In the training room at Songshan, Fei Bin, Lu Bai, Ding Mian, Zhong Zhen and other guards all stared at Alliance Leader Zuo with strange eyes.

"Crack~!"

The firewood in the stove crackled and the iron kettle above was steaming.

Zuo Lengchan sat cross-legged on the tiger-skin rug, looking at the blood-red cloak that was still hanging there.

His face was bright and dark, with faint flashes of red and white light.

The bodyguards were all anxious, fearing that something might go wrong while their senior brother was practicing.

Just now, Senior Brother Zuo ate ten dryness pills in a row. It is simply unimaginable.

But when it came to the critical moment of practicing, they didn't dare to make a sound to disturb.

"Hey!"

Zuo Lengchan roared and suddenly assumed a very strange posture.

He supported himself on the ground with his left hand and his body was cross-legged in the air.

Then he grabbed a handful of cold air with his right hand and pressed it on his face, then followed the meridians to pull a ball of red to his chest.

"Dong dong~!"

Everyone heard a sound like beating drums.

The fiery red energy split into eight directions. Zuo Lengchan exerted force with his left hand, leaped up and turned over, picked up the thin sword beside him and chopped continuously, with the speed of the sword even faster than usual!
All the guards were shocked!
But he only used a few moves and quickly stopped practicing and sat cross-legged.

"Hahaha!"

Soon, Zuo Lengchan's cold and arrogant laughter was heard in the training room.

"It really works!"

As he spoke, the blood on his face was boiling, and it was obvious that he was still suffering from the impact of the dry air.

"Senior Brother Zuo!"

Lu Bai was surprised and said, "Could it be that Senior Brother Zuo already knows how to practice the magic skill!!"

Fei Bin couldn't wait: "Senior Brother Zuo, how do you practice this?"

Zuo Lengchan's face flashed with a domineering and cold light: "I want to practice the Yin style, and I also want to practice the Yang style."

"It is difficult to open the eight meridians and to calm the dryness."

"I've been trying to come up with a solution for the past few months, and finally I came up with a good idea."

"That is to reverse the yin and yang, and then use the icy true qi to freeze the blood in the heart, and lead the dry qi to forcefully penetrate the eight meridians!"

"As long as I can follow this path, how can I not understand the true meaning of life?"

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