Great Song catcher

Chapter 407

Nie Feng became more and more curious.

Regarding the martial arts technique of superimposing strength, many people in Jianghu have studied it.

But in the end, there was little to gain.

Only a master a hundred years ago lived on the east coast for more than ten years, watching the sea tide and raging waves day and night, so he created a set of palm techniques called "Thirteen Folds of the Wrathful Sea", which can continuously use his own palm force. Thirteen layers of superposition is also the strength superposition method in the martial arts world, second only to Jianglong Palm. Almost everyone in the world agrees that the superposition of [-] layers of Jianglong Palm's strength is already the peak limit. Palm martial arts with more stacking times.

However, this ordinary book "Three Folded Waves of the Yangtze River" records that as long as the practitioner's physical strength and meridians can withstand the corresponding force, he can continuously superimpose his own internal force.

At the end of the practice, you can even suppress the angry waves of the Yangtze River with one palm.

The opening outline of this set of martial arts is only eight words: three and three are endless, and six and six are endless.

Nie Feng then turned backwards.

The detailed exercises of this set of exercises are recorded later.

Based on Nie Feng's current cultivation base, coupled with the characteristics of the Nine Suns Divine Art, it took only a quarter of an hour to memorize this special exercise in his heart, but it's not easy to use it here, and he doesn't know the real power how.

Soon, Nie Feng turned the secret book to the last chapter, but to his surprise, what was recorded in the last chapter was not the martial arts mental method, but the personal confession of the person who created this set of exercises.

This set of "Three Folded Waves of the Yangtze River" was originally created by the seventh generation ancestor of the Nangong family, and many of the methods contained in it were also deduced by him. Even he himself can only superimpose the strength to seventeen layers. There is nothing you can do.

At that time, his cultivation had already reached the realm of destiny, and he also discovered that after practicing this set of exercises, although he could burst out several times or even ten times the strength of his own body, the meridians and physique of the practitioner would also be affected. A great damage can be said to have a great defect.

He originally wanted to destroy this set of mental methods once and not pass them on to future generations, but after all, this was his life's painstaking effort, and it was a pity to destroy him like this, so he secretly secreted the secrets of this set of mental methods. If it is placed in the library hall, if future generations of Nangong family disciples are destined, they will find this exercise. If not, it is better to store it here than to destroy it.

Later, the seventh generation ancestor sat down.

For more than a thousand years, the disciples of the Nangong family have entered the library, and very few people have discovered this secret book. In the past 300 years, no one has obtained this exercise, but now Nie Feng is cheap.

Although Nie Feng's cultivation is not in the destiny, but in terms of the strength of his physical body alone, it may not be much inferior. This all depends on the fact that he was in the ancient city, and the demon master used magic light to temper his body. His meridians, flesh and bones have been completely reborn. It's just that Nie Feng is still unable to fully exert the power of his physical body.

Half an hour passed quickly.

Everyone picked out their favorite martial arts cheats one after another, and Nie Feng also picked out a copy of "Da Sumeru Fist".

The Trifold Waves of the Yangtze River can be said to be a kind of martial arts, and it can also be said to be a method of energy movement. Nie Feng kept the content of it in his heart, but he didn't take this secret book out.

Great Sumeru Divine Fist.

It is also the superior martial arts of the Nangong family.

It seems that the boxing technique is strong and fierce, and invincible, but in fact, it has borrowed from the Buddhist meaning of Nasumi Yu mustard seed, and the tough can also be turned into soft!

Outside the library hall.

Elder Chuan Gong and Nan Gong Yu were waiting there.

As the young master of the Nangong family, Nangong Yu practiced Immortal Fist, so he naturally didn't care about the boxing secrets in the library hall, so Nangong Jingyue's eyes flickered when she saw Nangong Yu's calm and breezy appearance. envious.

Although the Suzhou branch he belongs to is the strongest branch of the Nangong family, it is still not qualified to practice Zhenxianquan, and can only practice the second-class boxing secrets, unless he can take on the position of law enforcement elder, so it is possible to practice Zhenxian Boxing.

Seeing that everyone came out, the elder Chuan Gong nodded and said to everyone, "Come with me."

The crowd followed behind him and walked towards the hall next to him.

When he got closer, Nie Feng saw the words on the plaque in the main hall.

Hall of Fame!
This is where the disciples of the Nangong family taught their skills.

Over the years, anyone who has acquired martial arts in the library hall must go to the Chuan Palace to make a record, otherwise they will be considered as stealing martial arts, and according to the family rules, the martial arts learned will be abolished and their arms will be broken.

Walking into the Gong Chuan Gong Hall, several disciples came over immediately with paper and pens in their hands, and recorded the secret manuals of mental techniques in everyone's hands.

After finishing all this, the elder Chuan Gong waved his hand to signal them to go down, and then looked at the crowd and said, "This martial arts debate on Mount Tai is related to the lifeblood of my Nangong family. Personally teach you the exercises, I hope you will not disappoint the expectations of the Patriarch and this old man."

"Nangong Yuan."

The elder Chuan Gong made a false move.

The true energy affected the surrounding air, turned into a flowing wind, and sucked Nangong Yuan's figure in front of him, and then pressed his right hand on top of his head. Nangong Yuan's body seemed to be struck by lightning, and then he felt a scene in his mind. Subtitle graphic text.

It was the Hundred Crack Fist that he had just chosen in the library hall!

After the cup of tea time passed, Nangong Yuan's body shook suddenly, and he opened his eyes immediately. He rose into the air and unleashed a set of powerful boxing techniques.

"Nangong Yun!"

Elder Chuan Gong opened his eyes, waved his hand to attract Nangong Yun to his body, and also pressed his palm on his top, with the flashes of light, countless figures flashed across Nangong Yun's heart.

Not long after, Nangong Yun also opened his eyes, waving his hands with fists like the wind.

Pofeng fist.

"Nangongxiang..."

The elders who passed on the skills taught them one by one, so that they could master the martial arts they practiced as quickly as possible.

But I don't know if he did it on purpose, Nie Feng was the last one among the ten people.

It wasn't until the ninth person, Nangong Juechuan Gong, that the elder Chuangong called Nie Feng to his side: "Nangong Qiu!"

Nie Feng came to sit in front of him, and the elder Chuan Gong suddenly waved his hands and said: "You can go out now, although the old man will help you quickly master martial arts, but you still need to be familiar with the methods, so that you can reach the level of proficiency and ease of use. "

Although the others felt strange, they did not dare to disobey the elder Chuan Gong's order, so they all withdrew from the Chuan Gong Hall.

Only Nie Feng and Elder Chuangong were left in the huge hall.

The two sat opposite each other in silence.

After a long while, the elder Chuan Gong spoke slowly.

"What should I call you?"

"Is it Nangong Qiu...or...Nie Feng...the Sky Arrestor of the Six Doors?"

The voice of the elder Chuan Gong was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in Nie Feng's ears, which made him feel depressed, but Nie Feng quickly calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "What is the elder talking about, I don't know. Understand."

"Ha ha……"

The elder Chuan Gong chuckled a few times, and said: "Although the eagles and dogs of your six doors are all over the world, there are some things you still don't know. This old man is Nangong Shi's uncle, and also the real great-uncle of Nangong Qiu. Zhi has a unique blood identification method, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me."

"Back then, I was adopted by my biological father to his cousin, who was also my father in name. Those who knew about it are almost dead now. After the old man passed away, I'm afraid no one will know about it anymore."

Listening to the elder Chuan Gong's words, Nie Feng's eyes were cold, and a murderous intent suddenly surged up in his body, but it quickly disappeared.

"Since the elder has recognized me, why didn't he expose my identity in public?"

Nie Feng said softly.

"The Nangong family has decayed..." Chuan Gong elder sighed: "My Nangong family is a descendant of Sima. Maybe they still have a chance to live in court, but they are thinking about restoring the glory of their ancestors all the time, and becoming the supreme emperor again."

"Even at the expense of colluding with foreign clans. Although the old man is an elder who has passed on his skills, he can't stop them. In order to preserve the reputation of the Nangong family and the blood of my Nangong family, I can only use the hands of outsiders to get rid of these evil obstacles."

"You want to use the imperial court's knife to eradicate the cancer in your Nangong family." Nie Feng said.

"That's right, it's the so-called breaking and then building." The elder Chuan Gong said solemnly: "I need your help, as long as you can eradicate the Nangong family's cancer, I guarantee that the Nangong family will always be the ministers of the Song Dynasty, and there will never be half-heartedness."

"Actually, from the moment I realized your identity, I knew that our purpose is the same, and Nangong Shi and the others may have already joined the Six Doors. I only hope that when the court decides to attack the Nangong family, Don't hurt those innocent disciples."

Nie Feng looked at him and said, "As long as they don't become enemies with the imperial court, the imperial court will naturally not harm them, nor will they get involved, nor will they seek ulterior motives afterwards. This is what the Holy Majesty personally decreed."

"If that's the case, I'm relieved."

Elder Chuan Gong said: "The thousand-year-old foundation of the Nangong family must not be destroyed by these unworthy descendants. Even if the old man bears a thousand years of infamy, he must guard what his ancestors left behind."

"Senior understands righteousness deeply, but unfortunately there are still some people who are stubborn!"

Nie Feng shook his head slightly.

"Then there is only death!"

Before the words fell, the elder Chuan Gong flicked his right hand, and pointed at the wind through the air to hit the screen in the corner, only to hear a scream, behind the iron screen, a figure fell slowly, blood on the center of the brow The hole is clearly visible.

Hearing the sound, a middle-aged man appeared there immediately and took the corpse away.

"This is my apprentice and the person I trust the most."

Chuangong elder said.

"But I have one more question."

Nie Feng suddenly said: "Senior knows that I am not Nangong Qiu, but how do you know that I belong to Nie Feng?"

"secret."

After the elder Chuangong laughed a few times, he only said these two words, and then said: "The Great Sumeru Divine Fist is also the superior martial art of my Nangong family. With your cultivation and talent, even if I don't teach the martial arts It can be cultivated successfully in a short period of time, but in order to avoid attracting the attention of others, it is better to be careful."

As he spoke, the elder Chuan Gong gently tapped Nie Feng's forehead with his right hand.

Nie Feng only felt his body lighten up, and his eyes suddenly became bright. The contents of the Great Sumeru Fist Manual were directly reflected on the light curtain, and then entered his mind instantly. Everything came naturally, as if he had already It's the same as practicing this set of boxing techniques for more than ten years.

Elder Chuan Gong looked at Nie Feng with complex expressions in his eyes.

As the elder of the Nangong family, he has a high status and is respected by his disciples. Even the head of the family should treat him with courtesy. Facing the enemy of the Nangong family like Nie Feng, he should have taken the opportunity to kill him, but he But in turn betrayed the Nangong family, introduced foreign enemies into it, and helped conceal their identities.

"Ancestors and ancestors, this disciple has no choice but to do it. The Nangong family cannot be destroyed in their hands. After this incident, this disciple must commit suicide in front of the ancestors in the ancestral hall. To atone for the sins of my disciples."

There was a trace of pain in the eyes of the elder Chuan Gong, but soon the pain disappeared, replaced by firmness, as long as he could protect the Nangong family, even if he fell into the eighteenth level of hell, he would be willing to die without regret.

After a while.

Nie Feng opened his eyes.

In fact, he was always on the alert.

As long as the elder Chuangong has the intention to be unfavorable to him, he will be able to fight back immediately. He can also experience the pain and hesitation in the heart of the elder Chuangong just now. For the sake of the family, he does not hesitate to bear the reputation of a traitor. Everyone can do it.

"The old man is a bit tired..." The elder Chuan Gong said: "You go out first, everything will be discussed when you come back."

Nie Feng nodded, got up and walked out.

Just as he was about to step out of the door, the elder Chuan Gong suddenly said: "If... if possible... don't let Nangong Jingyue come back, Nangong Yu had better save his life."

"Okay, I see."

Although Nie Feng didn't know why he said that, Nangong Jingyue and Nangong Yu were destined to be his enemies, so he would not be merciful.

Walk out of the Palace of Chuan Gong.

Nie Feng came to the martial arts arena.

Everyone else is familiar with their martial arts here.

"Cousin, try tricks with me!"

After Nangong Qi saw him, her figure flashed quickly, and a purple lightning flashed behind her, and she came to Nie Feng in an instant, and then her fists rolled like thunder, hitting Nie Feng's chest.

Purple Lightning Crazy Thunder Fist.

This is the secret book of martial arts that Nangong Qi was looking for. His figure is invisible like lightning, his fist strength is like thunder rolling down from the sky, and he has speed and strength at the same time, which is suitable for him to practice.

Looking at Nangong Qi's fist, Nie Feng shook his right hand slightly, and punched out with a simple punch. The speed seemed slow, but he had collided with Nangong Qi's fist in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Qi only felt the strength of her fist, as if a bull had entered the sea, and it was completely neutralized. Nie Feng's right fist immediately released strength, and Nangong Qi took several steps back, almost falling to the ground.

"Cousin, what kind of boxing technique are you doing?"

Nangong Qi walked over quickly and asked.

"Great Sumeru Divine Fist."

Nangong Yu said: "Just now, it was Sumina mustard, which absorbed all your strength, and then used your strength to bounce back and attack you."

(End of this chapter)