Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 171 Beiming Is Breathing Technique? (recommended)
"Hey~"

Huang Lin, who was stretching his hand into his arms, grabbed the flying thing in his hand when he heard the sound.

It is a jewel ring.

Huang Lin knew what it was, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and looked up at Wu Yazi.

He looked up at the pitch-black roof and said slowly:
"This is the sect's token, please accept it."

"The old man is already useless, and he has persisted until now. One is to avenge the great revenge, and the other is to wait for someone who can inherit my Xiaoyao sect."

"Now my wish is fulfilled."

Seeing that something was wrong, Huang Lin quickly raised his hand and interrupted Wu Yazi's words.

"Brother, listen to me first!"

"Ok?"

Wu Yazi, who was immersed in the past, looked down.

He originally thought that after Huang Lin killed Ding Chunqiu, he would be sent to Langhuan blessed land to enjoy his old age, but he was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Brother, take a look at this prescription first, can it cure your injury?"

Huang Lin immediately took out a prescription from his pocket and handed it over.

This prescription was found by him in the medical classics of "Yongle Dadian".

It is probably the result of the Ming court cutting down mountains and destroying temples.

"Black jade intermittent cream?"

Wu Yazi looked at the prescription in his hand suspiciously.

He has dabbled in a lot of miscellaneous science, and this prescription can understand its efficacy at a glance.

"Well, if I had this prescription 20 years earlier, I would still be saved, but now that I am old, even if I crush the broken part and treat it, I still can't recover."

"Junior brother has a heart!"

After reading the prescription, Wu Yazi sighed.

This prescription is indeed miraculous. With his medical skills, one can tell at a glance that the powerful self-healing potential of the human body is also needed to achieve the miraculous effect.

But now he is eighty-eight, no matter how miraculous the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts are, at this age, his body functions are already in an aging state.

The potential is exhausted!

"Based on senior brother's knowledge, he should know about Jingyuan, right? If there are natural materials and earthly treasures that can replenish Jingyuan, combined with Black Jade Ointment, can it heal senior brother's old injury?"

After thinking for a while, Huang Lin made up his mind.

What he needs is not to be the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, but Wu Yazi's rich experience in martial arts.

In the previous world, he stumbled and practiced, and experienced too many dangers. He was looking forward to someone's advice.

If you walk too much at night, you will always run into ghosts, and it is not always possible to save yourself from danger.

"Oh? If it can replenish essence, it is feasible, but the old man has never heard of such a strange thing."

Wu Yazi only thought that Huang Lin was out of his imagination, and he didn't take it to heart.

Huang Lin smiled, without explaining, turned his head to the wooden wall on one side and said:

"Nephew Congsu, do you have a wheelchair?"

He and Wu Yazi had already spotted Su Xinghe outside, but they just ignored him.

It was inconvenient for Wu Yazi to hang up and talk all the time, so he summoned Su Xinghe.

"Yes, there is, little uncle, wait a moment."

Su Xinghe, who was standing outside, heard the words and immediately responded.

Not long after, a delicate wheelchair was pushed over.

"Brother, come down first, it's not a problem to hang around like this all the time."

After finishing speaking, Huang Lin instructed Su Xinghe again:
"Senior nephew, I will take the prescription in my senior brother's hand to refine it later, and I will take care of other matters!"

When Wu Yazi saw Huang Lin's arrangement, his eyes were complicated.

With his ingenuity, how could he not guess the reason for this.

This kindness is so great!
"Junior brother, you have a heart!"

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the rope hanging him broke.

Wu Yazi's figure suddenly fell, and seeing his sleeves swept down, his body rushed towards the wheelchair.

"Xinghe, push me out as a teacher."

"I haven't seen the outside scenery for many years, I miss it a little!"

Wu Yazi, who was leaning on the wheelchair, pinched the armrest tightly with both hands, and said in a harsh voice.

Having not seen the sun for more than thirty years, Wu Yazi couldn't help feeling mixed emotions.

"Yes, Master!"

Su Xinghe, who was pushing the wheelchair, had tears in his eyes and choked up his words.

Back then, the suave, unrestrained and unrestrained master felt sad because of that beast who had been in the shabby cell for more than 30 years.

Go outside.

Wu Yazi looked greedily at every flower and grass in the valley.

After a long time, he spoke to Huang Lin and said:
"Junior Brother, please accept the Seven Treasure Ring. Even if this injury is cured, the old man will not live for a few more years. In the remaining years, let's walk around."

Without waiting for Huang Lin to answer, he reached out and passed the prescription behind him.

"Xinghe, go to brew the medicine. They are all common medicinal materials. You should have all of them."

"Yes, Master!"

Seeing Wu Yazi push Su Xinghe away, Huang Lin knew that he had something to say.

Sure enough, Wu Yazi said:

"Junior brother may have heard of our Xiaoyao sect from somewhere, so I won't say much, just give you a brief talk."

"My founder of Xiaoyao Sect is Xiaoyaozi. Including you, I have five disciples."

Huang Lin didn't make a sound to interrupt, but quietly listened to Wu Yazi's talk about the relationship between the characters of the Xiaoyao School.

Some of them he knows, such as Tianshan Child Elder Wu Xingyun, Vulture Palace and so on.

Also he doesn't know.

Like Li Canghai, her actual identity in the Xiaoyao School is actually equivalent to a hidden vein, and she has a complete set of Xiaoyao's unique skills in her hands.

If the Xiaoyao faction suffers a catastrophe, she can start anew and reopen Xiaoyao.

It's just that Li Canghai has not heard from him for many years. I don't know if he is living in seclusion or something else.

When talking about Su Xinghe, Wu Yazi looked remorseful, regretting that he had led him on a wrong path back then.

In his words, Su Xinghe's martial arts talent is quite good, but he thought at the time that the person who inherits the mantle must be like him, proficient in various arts such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, medical divination, etc., which caused Su Xinghe to die. I went astray.

And speaking of Ding Chunqiu, Wu Yazi no longer gritted his teeth, but his words were quite cold.

It seems that it is possible to clean up the portal by myself.

"I have a lot of supernatural skills of the Xiaoyao School."

"...Among so many unique skills, "Eternal Immortality Changchun Kung Fu" is not under "Northern Darkness Divine Art". Do you know why only "Northern Darkness" is listed as the master's exclusive biography?"

After introducing the unique martial arts of Xiaoyao School, Wu Yazi asked Huang Lin.

Huang Lin was stunned. He didn't mention it in novels or film and television dramas, so he didn't know why.

After thinking about it, he hesitated and said:
"Could it be because this technique points directly at the innate?"

"Ha ha."

Wu Yazi smiled and shook his head.

"There are many exercises that directly point to the innate, and "Changchun Gong" is the one that directly points to the innate."

"The old man sees that you are full of vitality, and your face is glowing. I guess you have the art of breathing?"

Although he was asking a question, his tone was very certain.

In his mind, Huang Lin's strength must have transformed his internal energy into true energy.

What can make the face glow, must be the reason for the sufficient essence in the body.

There is both true qi and sufficient essence, and he can't think of any other reason except to use the breathing technique to replenish the vitality to replace the essence.

"Senior brother Huiyan, what the younger brother is practicing is the Huang Ting breathing technique."

This was the first time for Huang Lin to be seen to be full of vitality because of the faint halo on his face.

Although there are other factors involved, and the vitality is also drunk with snow lotus wine, but he does have the method of breathing.

"Huang Ting?"

"It is also through the mouth and nose to breathe out the spiritual energy of the world, right?"

Wu Yazi smiled, as if he didn't care about it.

Huang Lin suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Is it? !
Thinking of this, Huang Lin suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked aloud:

"Brother, this is the "North Ming Divine Art"."

"Is it the art of breathing?!"

Wu Yazi chuckled lightly and said lightly:
"If it's just the art of breathing, can it become the direct descendant of the head of my Xiaoyao Sect?"

"Guess again."
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