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Volume 2 The Condor Shooting Chapter 18 Ten Years (2)

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    The grass is green in summer and snowy in winter. In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.  Guo Jing is twelve years old and is already a strong boy. However, the Six Monsters of Jiangnan were born in the water town of Jiangnan and lived in the desert of Fengdaoxuejian for twelve years. He has a haggard appearance and hairy hair.  "Fourth Master, I'm offended." On this day, Guo Jing and the Four Monster Nanxi Ren fought against each other in the Mountain Palm Technique. Their palms clashed with each other, and the moves were heavy and clumsy, like two big axes smashing into mountains.  The two of them fought seven or eight moves. Nan Xiren suddenly flipped his left palm and struck Guo Jing in the back of the heart. Guo Jing used his right palm to meet the attack. His palms shook, his breathing became chaotic, and he took three steps back.  "Good! Very good!" Nan Xiren, who had always been taciturn, gave a rare compliment. In the last palm, he had used 30% of his strength.  "It's the fourth master who taught me well." Guo Jing said honestly and kindly.  "Jing'er, do some tricks with the fifth master." Zhang Asheng said.  "Yes." Guo Jing's chest bulged, like a whale sucking water. He held his breath and punched Zhang Asheng in the chest. Zhang Asheng also punched out. The two of them did not dodge or dodge, letting the punch hit them.  After more than twenty punches, the two punched each other almost all over the chest and abdomen. Guo Jing's face turned red and sweat dripped from his forehead. He punched three or four more times, exhaled a breath of dirty air, and sat down.  "If the beating continues, Fifth Master won't be able to hold on anymore." Xiaomituo took a breath and said with a naive smile.  "Not bad." A voice of praise suddenly sounded from the side.  "Brother!" The six monsters were startled and saw Wu Youde standing on one side. If he hadn't spoken out, the six monsters wouldn't have known there was someone beside them.  In the past six years, time seems to have stopped passing on Wu Youde. His face, still in his early forties, has not aged, and he seems to be several years younger.  "Master!" Guo Jing bowed in greeting.  "Jing'er, Master will teach you the internal skills and mental methods today. Come with me," Wu Youde said.  "Yes." Guo Jing responded.  Zhu Cong and the other six glanced at Guo Jing with admiration. ?? Martial arts are the life and dignity of people in the martial arts world, and a profound internal skill is enough to cause a bloody storm.  I recall that when the Nine Yin Manual came out, I don¡¯t know how much blood was shed and how many people died.  "Second brother, you guys are coming too." The iron-bone oil-paper fan spinning in Zhu Cong's hand fell to the ground. Nan Xiren's face was stiff, and Han Xiaoying even exclaimed.  ¡­ In the yurt, the Six Monsters and Guo Jing sat cross-legged on the carpet, looking at Wu Youde at the head.  "Remember, the scriptures cannot be passed on to others without my consent." "Brother (Master), don't worry." Zhu Cong and others said solemnly.  The Six Monsters have always kept their word, and if they make a word today, they will not break their word even if they are attacked by thousands of swords in the future.  Wu Youde began to recite the Zixia magic formula, but the text was obscure. He had to annotate one of the three sentences. Half a volume of the text had nearly a thousand words. It took several hours. The six monsters could barely remember it, but Guo Jing still had a smile on his face.  At a loss, Wu Youde sighed and took out a book, "Jing'er, take it back for enlightenment. Remember, don't damage it." This book is the original half-volume Zixia Secret Book. Wu Youde was sober that day.  After that, there was something in his arms. I don¡¯t know how it was taken from Mr. Yue.  The six monsters were silent, and suddenly they knelt down together and saluted Wu Youde. Guo Jing immediately followed suit and kowtowed seven or eight times.  "People in ancient times are really honest and simple." Wu Youde was just about to ask the seven people to stand up. Suddenly, with a thought in his mind, he concentrated his true energy. He flicked his sleeves and robes violently, and a powerful energy hit them. The six monsters turned their backs on their backs.  , rushed towards the felt wall, Guo Jing, who was the weakest, happened to fly out of the felt curtain.  Wu Youde coughed dryly and turned his back.  "Second Master, are you angry, Master?" Seeing the six monsters coming out, Guo Jing asked anxiously regardless of the pain.  Zhu Cong looked strange, "Master just wanted to help us up, not to be angry." Listening to the conversation between the two, Han Xiaoying couldn't help it anymore and burst into laughter. Her smile seemed to be a guiding line, attracting five people.  The monster laughed loudly.  "Whoever laughs again, fight me a hundred times!" Wu Youde's slightly annoyed voice came from the yurt.  Ga!  The laughter stopped immediately, and the six monsters turned purple and staggered away from the yurt.  ¡­ In the next four years, Wu Youde became even more diligent, only practicing internal skills day and night, and once neglected his sword skills.  "Brother, have you been here for two days and two nights?" Han Xiaoying asked in surprise as she counted the lunch boxes outside the yurt.  Zhu Cong said, "Since my elder brother's breakthrough in power two years ago, I have been able to enter meditation for at least a day and a night." "Unfathomable." Nan Xiren sighed.  In the yurt, the shamanVirtue settles in the mind, and the emptiness disappears. There is only a hint of true meaning that seems to be sleeping and waking. The Dantian vibrates, and a ball of hot inner breath sinks into the sea of ????qi, passing through the valley, up to the tail gate, Jiaji, Tianzhu, and then to Jade  Pillow, there was a buzzing sound in my mind, like a drum vibrating, and there seemed to be sparks flashing in front of my eyes. Every time the drum vibrated, the true energy became hotter, and there was a hint of collapse.  ??A Jade Pillow Point, Wu Shaoxia has been attacking for two years.  Wu Youde was firm and unshakable. For a quarter of an hour, the true energy broke through the Yuzhen point, went up to the Baihui point, and sank down to the Yintang. His tongue touched the roof of his mouth, and the inner breath rolled down. It passed through the Chonglou again, and the yellow  Court, Tanzhong, slowly sinking to Dantian.  The purple energy on Wu Youde's face suddenly became blazing, and it was as dense as mist.  When the two meridians of Ren and Du are opened, dirty air seems to be spurting out from the 36,000 pores in the body. The true energy of the Dantian is as powerful as the tide. Every time you exhale and inhale, the waves surge, sometimes thousands of waves, sometimes as smooth as a mirror.   Late at night, Guo Jing was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard someone outside the tent clapping his hands three times and calling softly, "Guo Jing, come out." Guo Jing walked out in response and saw a man standing not far away, wearing a wide robe and big sleeves, and his hair tied in a bun.  , is a little Taoist priest.  "Are you Guo Jing?" the little Taoist asked.  "Not bad." Guo Jing said.  "Where is your dagger that is as sharp as iron as clay?" The little Taoist priest suddenly reached out and grabbed Guo Jing's chest. Guo Jing sidestepped and said angrily, "What are you doing?" "Look at your martial arts." The little Taoist priest said, and gave another blow with his backhand.  Palm, strong energy.  The two of them fought for more than a dozen moves, with neither winning nor losing.  "My martial arts skills are good, and the ten years of teachings of the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan are worth it." The little Taoist laughed.  Guo Jing has been practicing the Mountain Opening Palm of the Four Monsters and the Hard Qigong of the Five Monsters. The moves are heavy and clumsy. However, most of the martial arts taught by the Quanzhen Sect are agile and elegant, and they are not yet at the level where clumsy skills can be used to make skillful ones. He has also broken down seven or eight moves, which makes him feel frustrated.  Cao Cao, the little Taoist priest caught the flaw and hit his right shoulder with a palm. Seeing that he was hit by a palm, his heart became anxious and his palm skills became more urgent. There were more gaps in the door. By accident, he was hit by two more palms.  He took three steps back.  "Who are you?" Six figures appeared behind Guo Jing.  The young Taoist priest replied, "Yin Zhiping, a junior disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, met six seniors and sent a letter to the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan on the orders of his master." Then he took out a letter from his arms and presented it to the Miaoshou scholar with both hands. Zhu Cong said  It turned out that it was indeed Qiu Chuji's handwriting.  "The letter said that Taoist Master Qiu had found the descendants of the Yang family and reminded us of the appointment at Jiaxing Zuixian Tower the year after next!" "The descendants of the Yang family? Why did you change your surname to Wanyan?" A faint voice sounded, and people were shocked.  The hair on several people stood up.  For Yang Kang, Wu Youde really despised him. For the sake of glory and wealth, he could deny his biological father. Finally, after knowing the truth eighteen years ago, he still recognized the thief as his father. For half a volume of the Nine Yin Manual, he could deceive his master and destroy his ancestors, and tortured Mei Chao.  wind.  ¡°Also, the son I gave birth to took away the little dragon girl who was as ice-like as snow. ??????????????????? Little Dragon Girl?  The little Taoist priest in front of him seems to be named Yin Zhiping Wu Youde's face glowed with a fierce light.  "Senior!" Yin Zhiping said in fear when Wu Youde looked unhappy.  "Little Taoist priest, go back and tell Qiu Chuji that the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan will definitely go to Zuixian Tower the year after next." Wu Youde said coldly.  "Junior, take your leave," Yin Zhiping said.  "Wait a minute!" Wu Youde suddenly floated in front of Yin Zhiping, struck a blow with his palm, and the little Taoist flew out in the clouds and mist until he hit the haystack in the open space. He suddenly stopped, and the haystack exploded and filled the sky.  Hay flies.  After a while, Yin Zhiping struggled to get up, with blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the grass clippings flying in the air, did not dare to raise his head, suppressed the fear in his heart, and limped away.  With the power of Wu Youde's palm, part of the dark energy seeped into Yin Zhiping's kidney veins. When the little Taoist priest returned to Chongyang Palace, he was able to stop being a womanizer and practice Taoism with peace of mind. However, the power of the palm was strong, and it could not be subtle, so he lost a little energy.  Strength, otherwise the little Taoist priest would not cough up blood.  "Jing'er, starting from tomorrow, Master's father will teach you martial arts by himself."
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