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- Chapter 2 First Battle
Xiao Yuesheng had no choice but to curse a few times and left the hall. After thinking about it for a while, he still felt uneasy and mentioned it to his senior brother Gong Guangjie, asking him to tell the disciples patrolling down the mountain to be careful.
Gong Guangjie disagreed and nodded impatiently.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, saying no more. He returned to his small courtyard, picked up the Qingfeng Sword and started practicing. His moves were very slow, like a snake moving, like a chrysalis moving.
His soul is powerful and his inner vision is clear. When performing moves, he concentrates on his body and understands the subtleties of each movement. His moves are slow and he can see more clearly.
After practicing for a long time, when the sun was in the sky, he was energetic and warm all over, so he assumed a posture, with his legs splayed out, his knees slightly bent, his hips seemed to be sitting but not sitting, his arms were wrapped around him, his shoulders were slumped and his waist was slumped, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Stand up.
But his mind was wandering, thinking about what had just happened.
It would be best if you become a disciple of Shaolin. After studying hard, you can only come up with this method: Zhanzhuang. Zhanzhuang is enough to change the meridians.
But although it has the effect of strengthening the meridians, the results are too slow and time-consuming. What I lack most now is time. If the deadline comes and the inner alchemy fails, all the efforts will be in vain.
My current knowledge of martial arts is too shallow. Although the swordsmanship of the Wuliang Sword Sect is wonderful, there are no other martial arts secrets, so there is no reference.
If you go to Shaolin, everything will be different.
??Among the martial arts sects, if we talk about the profound foundation, there is no other school except Shaolin. If you learn one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, you can dominate the martial arts.
There must be a lot of martial arts secrets in the Sutra Pavilion. If you can get to the bottom of it, you might be able to find a way to strengthen the meridians.
And Shaolin¡¯s Yi Jin Jing is even more famous. It is said that it has the magic of Yi Jin Jing and forging bones, which can make people reborn. If you can learn it, it is most wonderful!
His heart was churning, Yi Jin Jing, Yi Jin Jing, if he could learn the Yi Jin Jing, everything would be different!
A burning desire rose and rolled in his heart, like boiling water. He wished he could put his wings on his back, fly to the Shaolin Temple, and get the Yi Jin Jing!
He has a strong soul and a firm mind. He quickly wiped away this anxiety, returned to his normal state of mind, and practiced martial arts leisurely.
Everyone in Jianhu Palace knows that this junior brother is leaving Wuliangjian and joining the Shaolin Temple to become a monk. Since he became a monk, he naturally couldn't come back, and he didn't bother to pay any more attention to it.
He is alone, in his own house, with no one to disturb him, and he practices all day long.
??Boundless swordsmanship, standing stance, Lingbo Weibu, and Beiming magic. Study these four martial arts carefully, immerse yourself in them, and find it difficult to extricate yourself.
Lingbo Weibu has been integrated into every move he makes. Every step he takes is always Lingbo Weibu.
He deliberately slowed down his pace so that others could not see what was going on. They only thought that his movements were elegant and calm, which was pleasing to the eye. Even though his appearance was ordinary, they could ignore it.
Lingbo Weibu is also a kind of internal power cultivation, but its meridians are small and the benefits are minimal.
The integration of Wuliang swordsmanship and Lingbo Weibu greatly increases the power. He draws the sword very quickly and accurately. Thanks to the strength of his soul, he can control his body freely and is far more subtle than others.
The thing that takes the most effort on him is the Beiming Divine Art.
The essence of Beiming's magical skill is to absorb other people's inner strength and turn it into one's own use. Although it is mysterious, it also has weaknesses. If the opponent's inner strength is stronger, and you fight against it, it will be like a river pouring into a small pond, and you will be like an undefended place, pouring directly into it. And down, Dun was destroyed.
"His meridians are small and his internal strength is shallow, which makes him even more dangerous. If he encounters an opponent with deep internal strength and uses the Beiming Divine Technique, his meridians may be severed and he will die."
He once speculated that people like Duan Yu must be extremely talented and have thick meridians, so practicing the Beiming Divine Art is like a tiger spreading wings, but he can't do it.
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??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of Duan Family¡¯s Yiyang Finger, it must be very magical and has the effect of strengthening the meridians. If you can practice it, it will be even better.
"Immediately, he shook his head and smiled. He was too greedy. There were thousands of unique skills in the world, how could he learn them all? !
After laughing, he became solemn and frowned.
All the great secrets in the world today have their own mysteries, which are really hard to let go of. Even if you can't learn them all, you can get a glimpse of the true meaning, integrate them into one, create a miraculous skill, and be proud of all the heroes. It is considered that you have come to this world in vain. one time!
Thinking of this, he suddenly became extremely ambitious, his eyes were burning, and it was heartbreaking.
He knew in his heart that his current martial arts skills were only good at swordsmanship, but the infinite swordsmanship was probably not the ultimate swordsmanship.
The most dangerous person is one whose internal strength is too weak and everything is just a show. When encountering a master, it is better to avoid him.It's better to be open. Fortunately, Lingbo Weibu is here.
When his mind is immersed in one thing, time will pass by like a white horse. He is immersed in the ocean of martial arts and does not know the passage of time.
In the early morning, Xiao Yuesheng got up very early and was standing in the courtyard, eyes slightly closed, arms folded, legs slightly bent, like a green pine standing on the edge of the cliff.
Just as he was in a good state, his body was as soft as cotton and warm, the door was knocked open with a bang, and it was Senior Brother Song who barged in again.
As soon as he came in, he rushed over and grabbed Xiao Yuesheng's arm.
Xiao Yuesheng took a step leisurely, quickly came to his left, frowned and said: "Senior Brother Song, you are always so irritable. If I were practicing internal skills, wouldn't I go crazy?!"
Senior Brother Song stretched out his hand in the air, showing a look of surprise, as if he didn't expect that his movements were so fast. After hearing this, he put down his hand and said with a smile: "Forget it, little junior brother, your internal strength is too weak, even if you want to go crazy, you can't I can¡¯t start a fire!¡±
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng staring at him, he hurriedly smiled and said: "Besides, junior brother, your daily routine is to practice your internal strength at night, how could I not know?!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled helplessly, picked up the towel on the swing frame, wiped his sweat, and asked, "What's the matter?!"
"Oh, by the way, hurry up, hurry up, everyone is waiting for you!" Senior Brother Song hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull him.
Xiao Yuesheng hunched his shoulders on the couch, avoided it again, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Song, please talk first, don't worry at this moment!"
Senior Brother Song's face was full of anxiety, and he spoke quickly: "The competition has begun. Master arranged for you to appear first. When he called you, there was no one! Do you think Master is such a respectable person? Can you not lose your temper?!"
"The competition has started? Are the people from Xizong here?" Xiao Yuesheng frowned.
Senior Brother Song glared at him angrily: "It arrived the day before yesterday!"
Xiao Yuesheng frowned, raised his head and said, "Senior Brother Song, have there been more patrols at the foot of the mountain?"
"Don't worry, Uncle Rong has personally led people to inspect the palace!" Senior Brother Song nodded and said hurriedly: "Stop talking, we are all waiting for you, why don't you leave quickly?!"
"Let's go!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. The Shennong Gang had to be on guard.
Xiao Yuesheng and Senior Brother Song came to the hall and glanced from a distance. The situation inside was clear.
The disciples were forming a group, with two rows of chairs, and sitting at the east end was their master, Zuo Zimu.
Sitting next to her was a Taoist nun who was about forty years old. She had a delicate appearance and was quite pretty, but her expression was cold, which was completely opposite to Zuo Zimu's amiable demeanor.
Xiao Yuesheng secretly thought to himself that this Taoist nun must be Xin Shuangqing, the head of Wuliang Sword Western Sect.
There are more than 20 senior brothers and sisters standing behind the master, and there are also more than 20 people standing behind the Taoist nun, both male and female, with equally impressive momentum.
There are more than ten people sitting in a row on the west side, with different clothes and extraordinary demeanor. They must be martial arts masters invited to bear witness. Jianhu Palace is quite famous in the Yunnan martial arts world.
Senior Brother Song stopped at the door and did not go in. He stretched out his hand inward, cast a sympathetic look, and stood by the door with a smile.
Xiao Yuesheng was helpless, shook his head, put on his green shirt, tightened the sword at his waist, stepped in, and said loudly: "Disciple Xiao Guanlan pays homage to Master!"
"Come in quickly!" Zuo Zimu suddenly darkened his face, his good-natured look disappeared, and he shouted loudly with an angry look on his face.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled secretly and didn't take it to heart. He walked into the hall calmly and fisted Xin Shuangqing, who was bowing his head to Zuo Zimu. He also clasped fists to the more than ten people to the west and nodded to indicate.
Zuo Zimu snorted angrily: "Procrastination, when is it?!"
" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, his face dull and honest, showing an apologetic look, he didn't say anything, he just stood next to him.
If it were any other disciple, Zuo Zimu would have scolded him, but Xiao Yue was calm and calm in anger, and had a fierce aura, but he couldn't curse him.
Zuo Zimu glared at him fiercely and snorted: "In the first battle, you don't want to lose face as a teacher!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded lightly, took a step forward, his face was calm, and he cupped his fists and said: "Please give me some advice from the senior brothers and sisters of Xizong!"
Xin Shuangqing looked Xiao Yuesheng up and down and sneered: "Senior Brother Zuo, your East Sect is sure of victory, and you don't take our West Sect seriously!"
Zuo Zimu twirled his long beard and smiled, quite proudly: "Why did Junior Sister Xin say this?!"
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" Xiao Yuesheng's face was calm, his eyes were peaceful, neither angry nor happy, but he sighed secretly in his heart. His internal strength was low, and his steps were naturally frivolous. At a glance, he knew that his cultivation level was very shallow.
He didn¡¯t care and underestimated himself. It was best to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. It was also a pleasure.
Zuo Zimu¡¯s face sank, his eyebrows raised, and he hummed: ¡°Junior Sister Xin, please don¡¯t lose sight!¡ I want to see if you can win!¡±
Xin Shuangqing sneered and waved his hand: "Dai'er, go and compete with this senior brother don't hurt him!"
"Yes, Master!" A girl raised her sword and responded in a crisp voice. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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