God of War God

Chapter 11
The Zhigu monk is called Wusan, and Chen Yunfeng secretly calculated in his heart, whether there are Wuyi, Wudu, Wusi, etc., but Jueyuan's name is too big, Chen Yunfeng didn't want to go with him. He chatted about Zen machines and other ideas;

That guy is estimated to have cultivated to the innate realm by now. With his martial arts at this level, if the old monk sees through his purpose, although he won't die, he wants to get the Nine Suns Manual into his hands and study it. The idea can be wasted.

Not long after entering the inn, a young monk brought Chen Yunfeng a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Chen Yunfeng, who came from the countryside to copy sacrificial rites when he was a child, was good at calligraphy. Unfortunately, he had no money to go to college. Even if the handwriting is superb, it is useless.

Half an hour later, the Zhike monk walked into the guest house with a few scriptures in his hands, and left after a while of politeness. Chen Yunfeng closed the door. The first thing he did was to open the Lenga Sutra and search carefully. Sure enough, it was in the cracks I found the intermittent scriptures in Sanskrit written next to each other in teeny lower case.

In the past, I always felt that something was wrong when I read books. There were not many scriptures in the Langa Sutra itself, and there were not many words in the Nine Suns Sutra. But what Zhang Wuji got later was four scriptures. It should be that Jueyuan is full. Gan rearranged the scriptures and recorded them in detail according to his own cultivation method.

After reading the entire Lenga Sutra and seeing the Nine Suns Sutra with only a few thousand words, Chen Yunfeng couldn't help but smiled wryly and said to himself:
"Holding the Nine Suns, holding one Han Yuan, there are these two sentences, but why is this book called the Nine Suns Manual without mentioning it later? It seems that the name of this scripture can be determined to be taken by Jue Yuan;
Alas, it is said that there will be problems in thinking things according to one's own head. Jin Dada didn't explain clearly, which made me think that I would have to copy a lot. The practice method of the Nine Suns Manual is actually less than a thousand words, just recite it directly. , Copy it, you have found yourself a troublesome thing for nothing. "

Now that he has practiced Hunyuan Xiantian Kung Fu and Nine Yin True Qi, he can tell at a glance that this Nine Yang Sutra is genuine. He dare not alter the Langa Sutra. The old monk Jueyuan himself has practiced Nine Yang Even if it is changed, he can write it down silently;
Anyway, it's still early for Zhang Wuji to mix with the Nine Suns Divine Art, and it's still more than a hundred years after calculation. Even Zhang Sanfeng hasn't been born yet, so there's no need to calculate everything now.

After confirming that the scriptures were authentic, Chen Yunfeng memorized the entire Langa Sutra and the Nine Suns Sutra by virtue of his photographic memory, and then began to sit down and copy the small pens sent by the monks.

Copying is boring, but Chen Yunfeng once forgot to do his homework in order to make a living, and he is not afraid of such things after being punished by the Huaxia teacher for a long time;
One by one, the elegant and windy fonts kept appearing on the sheets of white paper. He didn't show any emotion on his face, but he used that special and weird instinct to reappear. While copying, he began to study the Nine Suns Manual in his heart. content.

Different from the Nine Yin Scriptures, the routes of the Nine Yang Scriptures are all pure Yang routes, and even somewhat close to the Hunyuan Xiantian Kung Fu, but the Hunyuan Xiantian Kung Fu is a little peaceful, while the Nine Yang Scriptures are very Masculine and domineering.

Copying all the way quickly, even when the vegetarian monk Zhike brought him into the room, he just smiled and gestured. Looking at Chen Yunfeng who copied the scriptures so carefully, even the Zhike monk was very pleased.

In less than two days in the guest house of Shaolin Temple, Chen Yunfeng finished copying the scriptures and asked the monk in charge of binding the scriptures to combine the scriptures into scriptures. Chen Yunfeng took his leave and left while it was still noon.

After getting the Nine Suns Manual, Chen Yunfeng was even more excited. The three top mental methods of Shooting Condors, Divine Condors and Yitian all fell into his hands. As long as he studies seriously, even if he can't create a unique skill , the exercises in these three scriptures can make his skills soar to become one of the masters. If he wants to become a top master, he must find stronger martial arts.

The only powerful technique that is unattended among the divine sculptures is the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu, and the only place where you can quickly strengthen yourself is the nameless valley in the outskirts of Xiangyang, but there is no such thing as the supreme martial art Dugu Qiubai, the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu and the Hunyuan Xiantian Kung Fu are just internal skills , the martial art in the Nine Yin Manual is powerful but dare not use it easily;
Now he has learned a lot of ancient tombs and Quanzhen martial arts. Quanzhen's kung fu is considered top-notch, but it takes a lot of time to practice. Just like Wang Chongyang, he built a training ground in the ancient tomb and competed with masters everywhere. Then he was able to overwhelm the crowd when he was approaching his forties.

Time is the key for Chen Yunfeng, he doesn't want to miss the Lujiazhuang Heroes Conference where he won the big victory over Guanying Lu Guanying, he doesn't understand why Lu Chengfeng moved here, even if his home is burned down by Ouyang Feng, he can still mess with him in Taihu Lake The leader of the water bandits made a lot of money, and built a villa in this remote village, is it just to cope with the upcoming hero meeting?

In less than two years, this is the result of his re-exploration of life these days. Yang Guo met Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng in Huashan. It is also after the eleventh month of the lunar calendar;
It's early summer now, that is to say, a little more than two years at most, the hero meeting of Dashengguan is about to start, and within three months before that, Chen Yunfeng has to go back to Zhongnan Mountain, time is for him It has become more urgent.

He drove the fast horse all the way to the south and continued on his way. One day later, he arrived at Xiangyang City, his last target city this time. He first asked around for news about the strange snake with a cockscomb, but no one in the taverns and restaurants knew about the Quputi snake. ;

Chen Yunfeng was not in a hurry, it was actually easy to calculate how many dangerous mountains and lands there were hundreds of miles away from Xiangyang. In addition, Yang Guo didn't dare to go north, so he had to go south, and the only hundred miles to the south was the mountains behind Nanzhang. No one lives at this time, and there are mountain torrents erupting in the deserted and deserted areas. After asking about these things, he knew it well;

Chen Yunfeng spent a hundred taels of gold, and he still had a hundred taels of gold and 300 taels of silver in his pocket. He searched for it in Xiangyang City, and spent 200 taels of silver in a secluded alley near the city guard's mansion to buy a garden. the small house of the pool;

This will be his temporary home, and it will also be a location for the Xiangyang turmoil that he plans to follow, and a place for the Xiangyang Conference 18 years later. After buying the house, he looks for an honest young man to come to his home;
Because he has to go out frequently, this young man can watch and clean the house for him, maintaining the image and popularity of the house.

"Xiao Niu, take care of your home during this time. The food has been bought, and you have left 30 taels of silver, which is enough for your expenses for a period of time. Remember to buy clothes for yourself. If you run out of money, take that piece of silver. Go to Hongfu Bank to withdraw the ticket." In front of the gate of the small courtyard, Chen Yunfeng looked at the young man who was not much younger than himself and said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)