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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon Chapter 14-15 Obtaining the Sutra

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    Chapter 14-15 Obtaining the Scripture

    In Pu'er City, several strings of lanterns were hung high on the main altar of the Shennong Gang, illuminating the surrounding area as brightly as day. The roofs were shrouded in light, which could be seen from a distance.

    The night has fallen, there is no light in the sky, the moon and stars are covered by dark clouds, it is pitch black and mysterious.

    Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt and holding a long sword. He walked slowly down the street and came to the door of the Shennong Gang's main altar to take a look.

    There are four big men standing next to the stone lions on both sides of the main altar. They are dressed in powerful clothes, showing off their burly figures. The lines of their muscles are clearly visible. They are all full of energy and have bright eyes.

    "Who?!" A big man took a step forward, pressed the handle of the knife, and asked coldly, with no expression on his face.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned to look at him with a smile on his face: "Is this the Shennong Gang?"

    "Yes, it's the Shennong Gang. Who are you?!" The big man nodded. He was about thirty-five or six years old, and his face was as hard as stone.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly and drew out his long sword: "After today, there will be no more Shennong Gang!"

    After saying that, his figure flashed past him, and he rushed past him, just like a gust of wind swept him away, disappearing for a moment.

    When he disappeared, the four of them woke up as if from a dream, their faces changed drastically, and they shouted hurriedly: "There is an assassin! There is an assassin!"

    The Shennong Gang, who was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, suddenly started to move. It was as if some fish food had been thrown into the calm surface of the pond, and the fish lurking at the bottom rushed up to fight for it. It was extremely lively.

    Xiao Yuesheng was like a ball of light and shadow, floating into the main altar, leaping onto the roof, lying down in the shadow under the eaves, quietly motionless.

    But I saw dozens of people pouring out from various positions, holding weapons and shining cold light, forming a group. However, they were not standing randomly, but had their own positions.

    "Light up!" A shout rang out. Standing on the steps of the hall was a thin old man with a gaunt appearance, a gray beard under his chin, and a face full of wrinkles.

    Suddenly, dozens of lanterns were lit up, as bright as day, and Xiao Yuesheng, lying under the eaves, was nowhere to be seen, appearing in front of everyone.

    "Who are you, friends? Why do you come to our Shennong Gang late at night?" The old man clasped his fists and saluted, and shouted in a deep voice. His voice soared into the night sky and could be heard in half of Pu'er City.

    Xiao Yuesheng floated down and fell slowly, like a feather blown off by the wind, falling leisurely in front of the old man.

    The old man's face was solemn, his eyes shrank, his gaze condensed, and he was secretly shocked. When he saw this man's Qing Gong, he knew he was a top master.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said calmly: "I came here late at night to find someone."

    "Looking for someone?Who are you looking for?" The old man slowed down his tone, stroked his beard with his left hand, and asked calmly.

    "Is Sikong Xuan here?" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

    The old man's eyes were focused, as if he were real, staring at Xiao Yuesheng, and said calmly: "Why do you want to find the leader of our gang?"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled, shook his head and said, "No one else can get involved in the matter between me and Sikong Xuan, so I'd better let him come out and see me!"

    The old man pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, but our gang leader is not in the main forum now. It's not a coincidence for you to come here!"

    "Where did he go?" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the thirty or so people in the courtyard and asked with a faint smile.

    The old man shook his head and said: "The gang leader went to Wuliang Mountain and took his disciples up the mountain to collect medicine. You may wish to wait for a few days."

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed: "Talk to me and secretly send people to poison you. Is this the way your Shennong Gang treats guests?"

    The old man was startled, then shook his head: "Your Excellency, you have misunderstood."

    Xiao Yuesheng's figure flashed and he suddenly jumped into the crowd. The sword light drew out from his waist like a white rainbow and then disappeared.

    "Ah¡ª¡ª!" A scream came. A man fell to the ground with his hands in his hands. He screamed again and again, and a piece of powder fell to the ground.

    Xiao Yuesheng floated back, fell back to where he was, and said with a smile: "I didn't want to start a big fight, but unfortunately, your Shennong Gang always disappoints me!"

    After saying that, he sighed and said, "Where is your deputy gang leader?"

    The old man's face was gloomy and he said coldly: "The deputy gang leader has gone to bed. If you have anything to do, you might as well tell me and I will tell you!"

    A bright light flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Your Excellency came here late at night and rashly hurt a disciple of my gang. Could it be that you are deceiving the Shennong Gang who has no one?! You are rude! Do it!"

    After saying that, he retreated sharply, raised his right hand, let out a low whistle, and shot a black light towards his head, so fast that it was impossible to dodge.

    Xiao Yuesheng's foot slipped, like a lotus leaf swaying on the water, and it tilted a foot forward in an instant, and he could avoid the arrow in a blink of an eye.¡°Chichichichichi¡ª¡ª!¡± Dark light filled the sky, covering the sky and the earth. Under his hood, all kinds of hidden weapons were within striking range of him.

    A ball of silver light flashed out from Xiao Yuesheng's chest, and it expanded violently, forming a thin sword curtain, but the clanging sound was heard.

    He kicked his feet and turned into a shadow. He held a light shield in front of him and rushed into the crowd. The sword light swelled and turned into a rain of light.

    "Ah" screams sounded continuously.

    The old man stood on the steps, stroking his beard proudly. When he saw this, his face darkened, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Why are you panicking! Get away! Hang on to him! Hall Master Li, Hall Master Song, Hall Master Zheng, Hall Master Wang  , lined up in all directions, burning smoke!"

    "Yes!" Four people shouted at the same time, emerged from the crowd, jumped up, each picked a lantern from under the eaves, and threw it at the four corners of the wall.

    "Xiao Yuesheng's sword was like a rain of light in the sky. Those who were caught by the rain of light were injured or killed. No one was spared. Some screamed loudly, and some endured it with a muffled groan.

    He glanced and saw a pile of grass at each corner of the wall. Once the lantern was placed on it, it would surely burn, and poisonous smoke would surely come out.

    He flicked his left hand, and four pebbles flew out, making four "puff-puff-puff" sounds. The four lanterns suddenly fell down, burned into a ball, and landed in the open space.

    When the four people saw it, they jumped up, each picked two lanterns, and threw them into the corners of the wall, making a whirring sound, as if they were throwing four big stones.

    Xiao Yuesheng swung the sword with his right hand, and the sky was still filled with light rain. He raised his left hand again, and a cloud of pebbles flew out, like a goddess scattering flowers.

    The pebbles not only knocked down the lantern, but also hit four people. They covered their brows and fell to the ground with unwillingness on their faces.

    "Xiao Yuesheng has deep internal energy, and the Shaoshang acupoint contains extremely thick internal energy. His finger strength becomes astonishing, and they pop out separately. The four hall masters are too close to each other, and they have no ability to evade.

    When he saw that the stones were working, Xiao Yuesheng was delighted. He gave it a try, but it had a miraculous effect, so he popped out a few more stones.

    There was a sound of "Puff", and several people were hit in the middle of the eyebrows, and they fell down one after another, like a crop of wheat being harvested.

    When the old man on the steps saw him, his expression changed drastically, his body shrank, and he rolled into the hall like a hedgehog, disappearing without a trace.

    The group of dragons were suddenly leaderless, some took out hidden weapons, some took out poison, and shot at Xiao Yuesheng one after another. Xiao Yuesheng's sword made them scared and they did not dare to let him get close.

    Xiao Yuesheng's figure was erratic, like a hazy mist, the waves spread out slightly, there was only a light and shadow, and the real body could not be seen clearly.

    Their hidden weapons were fired into the air one after another, as if thrown into the mist, passing through Xiao Yuesheng's shadow and hitting the opposite side, often causing accidental injuries.

    When Xiao Yuesheng saw the man retracting into the hall, he felt anxious. The sword light rose again, and the entire area six feet in front of him was shrouded in sword light.

    His swordsmanship was extremely fast, and he killed people like chickens. After a while, he had knocked down the group of people, and no one was left standing.

    Although someone was pretending to be dead, Xiao Yuesheng was too lazy to pay attention and turned around and entered the hall. As soon as he entered, his body floated and he exited the hall.

    He held his breath beforehand, so that the aroma inside did not penetrate his nose. He stood outside the hall, popped out a few stones with his left hand, and hit the window frame one by one, shattering the window frame.

    The night wind blew in slowly. He held his breath and glanced around. There was no one in the hall.

    His gaze was like a torch, burning brightly, like mercury pouring down the ground, not sparing any place. Suddenly his eyes focused on an embroidered pier.

    He ducked to the embroidered pier, pressed it gently, but there was no movement. He impatiently smacked it with his palm, and there was a muffled "bang" sound, which turned out to be a stone.

    He now has deep inner strength, and with this palm strike, the rocks and debris flew away, but they remained motionless.

    Xiao Yuesheng thought for a while, put his hand on the stone pier, closed his eyes slightly, and after a moment, turned slowly and cautiously, with his eyes still closed.

    Turn left once, turn right twice, and a "pop" sound suddenly sounded, and a dark hole appeared under the window table.

    Without hesitation, Xiao Yuesheng ducked in, but it turned out to be a tunnel that was narrow and difficult to navigate, allowing only one person to pass through. He bent slightly to avoid bumping into his head.

    Taking a breath and holding it, guarded and poisonous, he moved forward silently along the dark, damp tunnel.

    He used the power in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Although it was not as good as during the day, it was still clearly visible. He moved forward without any hesitation and moved forward very quickly.

    ??According to his speed, in a short while, his eyes lit up, and he vaguely felt that if it was a straight line, he might have already left Pu'er City.

    He pushed it out with one palm, and the dead leaves exploded and scattered around. He floated to the entrance of the cave, and pushed it out again with a whirring sound.

    He has absorbed the inner energy of so many people, butIt was so deep that although it could not be compared with the top masters, it was still inferior. As he pushed out this palm, he secretly thought that Zhong Wanchou back then was nothing more than this.

    "Bang" sounded like a heavy object falling to the ground, and it sounded outside the cave. Xiao Yuesheng felt relieved and floated out of the cave. He turned around and saw the bright moon shining brightly. In front of him was a large forest, and the entrance of the cave was located under the mountain wall.

    In this moment, the dark clouds in the night sky dispersed, and the full moon hung high, spreading clear light all over.

    There was a person lying under a pine tree, slumped there. There was a blood stain on the tree, as if he had been hit by him.

    Xiao Yuesheng floated forward, raised the tip of his sword, and turned him over. It was the old man who had escaped earlier.

    His face was pale and bloodless, his eyes were blurry and motionless, and he was dead.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head. Although his palm was strong, it was not enough to kill him, right?

    He looked at the strong tree body and found that there was a section of stubble on the blood stain, which seemed to be the result of a broken branch.

    He shook his head and smiled, and looked at the old man sympathetically, but he hit the branch, was stabbed in the back of the head, and died directly.

    "In this case, it was God's will, and it was only natural that he kill him. He smiled, raised the tip of his sword, and opened the clothes on the old man's chest.

    He had sharp eyes and could see through all things. He felt that the old man seemed not afraid of death and was brave and fearless, but he acted like he was afraid of death. If his behavior was different, there must be something mysterious about it.

    After thinking about it for a moment, he guessed that he must have a rare treasure in his possession, which he needed to keep in a useful life and could not be abandoned easily, so he could endure the humiliation and survive.

    The clothes were torn, and a silk book fell to the grass. Xiao Yuesheng picked it up with the tip of his sword. The silk book shone in the moonlight. It was about two palms thick and the material seemed to be silk.

    As soon as the tip of Xiao Yuesheng's sword stopped, the silk book rested flatly on the sword, exactly at the midpoint, and he held it steadily in front of him. The sword body shook, causing the silk book to close, and he glanced at the cover.

    The five big characters of "Shen Nong Ling Bao Jing" are written on the silk scroll, written in ancient seal script. They are majestic and simple, giving off a wild and wild charm.

    Xiao Yuesheng was startled. When he saw the word Lingbao, he vaguely felt that it was related to Taoism, and the word Shennong, could it be related to the origin of the Shennong Gang?

    He thought casually, ignored it, opened his mouth, exhaled an arrow of air, blew the silk book and turned it, like a strong wind blowing, turning the pages quickly.

    In the blink of an eye, dozens of pages were printed in his mind, and his face changed, showing joy.

    These dozens of pages of silk scrolls all contain some medicinal prescriptions. They are some wonderful prescriptions created by a Taoist priest after reading the Shennong Sutra and based on his own cultivation.

    These wonderful elixirs are of various kinds. They may enhance the physical constitution, strengthen the internal organs, replenish blood, or increase Qi.

    The only thing is that the refining of these elixirs requires the innate essence of the cultivator, which is an indispensable medicine. Otherwise, it will be ineffective, not only useless, but harmful, and become highly poisonous.

    ???????

    He was looking at the silk book, but he didn't dare to reach out and touch it. He didn't know what kind of poison had been smeared on it. If it got on it, it would cause endless trouble. Anyone who knew the antidote would die.

    ?????????????????????? The Taoist priest who originally wrote this elixir may not have expected that this wonderful elixir would become a poison sutra.

    The wonders of the world are often unexpected, but it is obvious that Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed.

    He took another breath and read it again. It was completely imprinted in his mind. He listened carefully, heard the sound of water, and came to a small river.

    The silk book was thrown into the river, soaked in it, and then picked it up with the tip of the sword. It fell in front of me. I picked it up with the tip of the sword and looked at it. There was nothing strange.

    Then, he lit a fire again, threw the silk book into the fire, and looked at its appearance, but there was still no difference. In the end, it was burned to ashes by the bonfire.

    Seeing that there was nothing unusual under the fire and water, Xiao Yuesheng was quite disappointed. Apparently, he did not hide any secrets of martial arts or mental training.

    These dozens of pages are completely engraved in my mind, and it is hard to forget. The appearance of each page is clear and undistorted.

    "Xiao Yuesheng's memory method is different from ordinary people. He uses image memory, as if he were memorizing a picture, not just the words on the page.

    Xiao Yuesheng returned to Jianhu Palace.

    It had been two days since he left Jianhu Palace. When he came back, Jianhu Palace was clean again. The original mess was gone, but there was a sense of desolation. There were only fifteen people left in the huge palace, which was lower than the dozens before.  Comparing people, it is really impossible to judge them by their own merits.

    In the main hall of Jianhu Palace, Xiao Yuesheng stepped in and saw Rong Ziju sitting on a chair next to him with a blanket on his knees.He looked down at a book.

    "Uncle Rong" Xiao Yuesheng stepped forward and clasped his fists in salute. He was not used to kneeling and had never knelt down when he first met Zuo Zimu.

    Rong Zijui raised his head, put the book on his lap, smiled and waved: "Guanlan, come here quickly!"

    Xiao Yuesheng took a few steps forward and came closer. The swelling on his face had disappeared, but his face was pale. It was obvious that his vitality was severely damaged and it would take some time to recover.

    "Guanlan, what's wrong?" Rong Zijui looked up at him, his eyes bright, like blazing fire.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "Well, I went to the Shennong Gang once and talked to them. I think it will stop for a while!"

    Rong Ziju nodded and smiled: "Okay, okay!"

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the book in his hand and said, "Uncle Master, you should take good care of your health and stop working too hard."

    "Alas" Rong Zijuan sighed, shook his head with a wry smile, and said dejectedly: "Our Infinite Sword is finished!"

    "Uncle, why should you be discouraged?" Xiao Yuesheng advised, bending down and helping him straighten the blanket on his knees.

    Rong Zijui looked at him and sighed: "Guanlan, my senior brother is dead, and you will be the head of the Wuliang Sword East Sect!"

    Xiao Yuesheng raised his head and looked at him in surprise. Seeing that his expression was serious and not a joke, he smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Rong, I am the youngest, humble and ignorant, so let me be the leader, haha isn't it a joke?!  "

    Rong Zijui shook his head and sighed: "This time, our Dongzong's good hands have been wiped out, and our vitality has been severely damaged. We have become a low-level sect. In times of crisis, we need a talented and heroic leader!"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "The disciples are not in the same league as being talented and talented. On the contrary, the qualifications are not good enough to be the leader. I'd better allow you, Uncle Master, to come here! Uncle Master, you are highly virtuous and respected by the disciples, so you can be the leader."  , it couldn¡¯t be better!¡±

    Rong Zijue shook his head: "Guan Lan, there is no need to be polite. You are the number one master of our Wuliang Sword Dong Sect, and now you have saved our Dong Sect I am an old man, very depressed, and now I am disabled and can't walk. I am really unable to bear the heavy responsibility.  It¡¯s better to spare me, this old man, and let me have a rest!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng only shook his head and said nothing.

    The next day, he was standing in the courtyard, activating the Divine Movement Technique, stimulating several secret acupoints, and strengthening the meridians at the same time.

    There is still a part of my mind, but I am silently turning over the Shennong Lingbao Sutra in my mind.

    One of the elixirs was called Sanpin Yihe Dan. He looked at its effects and was overjoyed. It was able to increase membranes and strengthen bones, remove hair and cleanse marrow.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out That the medicinal materials used, Yindan, dried rehmannia glutinosa, rabbit root, Poria cocos, Xu Changqing, Morinda officinalis, are not surprising, but the key point is that it requires innate essence, otherwise, not only will it not work, but it will be extremely poisonous.

    ??????????????? For others, this is difficult to reach the sky, and they have no idea what innate essence is, but he knows that it is related to the cultivation method of Taoist inner alchemy.

    The Taoist inner elixir technique was announced to the public in later generations, but in this era, it was kept secret and was only passed down by word of mouth. It was a foundation-building method and a mysterious method that was never passed on to outsiders.

    He now has innate Qi. As the meridians strengthen, the innate Qi has also become strong. Although he has not yet reached the state of breaking through, it is almost the same.

    Thinking of this, he was shocked.

    The Shen Nong Ling Bao Sutra says that if you take this elixir, all diseases will be eliminated, your muscles and marrow will be replenished, you will be able to defeat hundreds of people, and you will be able to fight hundreds of people in a room without getting tired.  Supervise everything, subdue ghosts and gods, and follow your heart. Diseases will prevail, and you will not be infected for the rest of your life.

    Xiao Yuesheng didn't believe it was so mysterious, but if it had the effect of strengthening the tendons and marrow, his serious problems would be eliminated. From then on, without the constraints of the meridians, the inner alchemy technique would advance faster and faster, and it would be possible to form inner alchemy.  Dan, immortality.

    As for the Beiming Divine Skill, it is just to enhance the power of self-preservation. Before the elixir is formed, the heaven and earth are not connected, and the innate energy cannot be used freely, just like ordinary people.

    As his mind was racing, his ears suddenly twitched, he stood up quickly, stepped behind the door in two steps, and opened the courtyard door.
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