Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 446 Carefree in the Wind
Murong Fu spent a cup of tea reading it, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became: "Aren't these the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect? How come they are here?"

"This paragraph is the essence of the 'Small Wuxiang Gong', this is the 'Eight Wastelands and Six Directions I Am the Only One Gong', and this is the 'Northern Sea Divine Art'. These are all the Xiaoyao Sect's sect-defining divine arts. How could they appear in such an unknown little cave?"

At this moment, Murong Fu was as shocked as Duan Yu when he found out that his biological father was Duan Yanqing. He was very sure that the three Xiaoyao elders had never done this and were not capable of doing it: the three elders only had one kind of internal skill, and none of them had collected the three unique skills.

Murong Fu looked at it carefully and gradually saw the clues - these words were concise and profound. They were not like the original martial arts secrets that listed everything in detail: for example, the original secrets of Xiao Wuxiang Gong had more than a dozen volumes, and Beiming Shengong was a complete scroll with pictures and texts, full of human body art. This text gave Murong Fu the feeling that someone had cultivated the three great divine skills and integrated them to create a brand new divine skill on this basis!

Murong Fu's breathing quickened. "Could it be that this is the legendary martial art that Xiaoyaozi left behind, the "Xiaoyao Yufeng" that can reach the level of immortal cultivation?"

Murong Fu felt that his heartbeat was about to explode his chest.

In fact, with Murong Fu's current martial arts skills, not to mention being invincible in the world, he is also the only one in the world. To borrow Jiumozhi's words, "There are not many people in this world who can fight with me on equal terms", there is nothing wrong with that. It is no exaggeration. Even if he fought with the man sweeping the floor in the Sutra Library, Murong Fu would not be inferior at all. If you describe Murong Fu's current martial arts skills in terms of wealth, then he is a hidden boss who is not on the wealth list at all. His only worry in life is that he doesn't know how to spend his money.

However, now, with a clang, a top-level technique that leads directly to the realm of immortal cultivation fell in front of him - this is like those emperors and generals who have achieved great success and strived for immortality, and suddenly one day, a pill of immortality is delivered to your lips without any warning.

God bless Murong!
After a while, Murong Fu's excitement gradually calmed down and he began to think calmly. During this process, the giant eagle stayed quietly in the same place.

"Hey, there's a piece of small writing here."

Murong Fu noticed that next to the secret book covered by moss, there was another extremely small and fine calligraphy, also engraved on the stone wall.

Murong Fu hurriedly wiped off the moss and looked at it carefully. After a while, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. The sudden laughter scared the Divine Eagle beside him.

It turns out that this text records an experience in the author's life, an experience that would drive countless people around the world crazy if it were made public.

The author originally lived in seclusion in Huashan. In the fifth year of the Taipingxingguo reign of the Song Dynasty, a young man who looked no more than 20 years old came to him and made friends through martial arts. The two sides finally carved a stone into a chessboard, carved chess pieces on the chessboard with sword techniques, and fought swords and chess at the same time, playing a game of chess that was unprecedented and unparalleled. In the end, the young man lost to the author by half a piece, and was willing to become the old man's disciple from then on. The young man was already a brilliant person, and his actual age and martial arts skills were almost the same as the old man. The two sides exchanged each other's martial arts.

The master and the disciple were both teachers and friends. After sufficient discussion and practice, they spent more than a year to create this astonishing stone wall martial arts, "Xiao Yao Yu Feng", based on the martial arts of both sides.

Afterwards, perhaps because their skills were close to those of a mystic and their cultivation was close to that of an immortal, or perhaps because they were tired of the secular world, the two of them retired from society and their whereabouts disappeared.

The withdrawal after this text is: Fuyaozi.

The famous Chen Tuan. "I never thought that Xiaoyao Sect's founder Xiaoyaozi and Chen Tuan actually had such a past. With their martial arts skills, this experience can be compared to Confucius asking Laozi for advice. The fusion of Confucianism and Taoism created the world."

"I really don't know what the situation was like when the two of them competed that day. Tsk tsk, the fight between the younger generation's Tong Lao and Li Qiu Shui was almost like a fight between gods. If these two ancestors fought, it would probably be a real battle between immortals."

Murong Fu no longer regretted that he had no chance to witness the astonishing martial arts competition that day, and concentrated on reading the words on the cliff.

It was clearly written above that to practice this technique, one must master the three top techniques of the Xiaoyao School, namely "Northern Divine Art", "Eight Desolations and Six Directions I Am the Only One Art" and "Small Formless Art", and use them as the foundation, use the "Fetal Breathing Art" created by the great master Chen Tuan as a regulator, and use the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve regular meridians in the body as bridges, to achieve the return from the acquired to the innate, ride on the righteousness of heaven and earth, control the distinction of the six qi, and roam infinitely.

He is really cultivating immortality!
Murong Fu looked at the words on the stone wall and read them carefully line by line. He felt that every paragraph was extremely familiar, yet full of meaning. He chewed them over and over again, as if he was chewing a thousand pounds of olives. Before he knew it, time had passed and it was already dark.

By the time Murong Fu finally understood the entire text and sat down to meditate, the sun had already set and risen several times. Murong Fu pondered the text in his mind, and his vital energy flowed through his body, and he quickly entered a state of meditation.

After an unknown amount of time, Murong Fu finally opened his eyes, the excitement in his eyes unable to be concealed.

It's done, it's done!
His internal strength was profound, so he could enter a state of meditation for a long time without eating without any effect on his body. Now that he had mastered the martial arts engraved on the stone wall, he felt even more energetic, as if he had merged into the world around him, and as if the world around him was a part of him.

Murong Fu exhaled lightly, raised his right hand, and grabbed a large stone three meters away. He raised his hand again. The stone, which weighed no less than 200 pounds, flew up into the air and flew several meters high. Murong Fu pressed down with his hand, and the huge stone fell down at a high speed and smashed into the deep pool beside it. With a "boom", a huge roar resounded throughout the cave.

Murong Fu was slightly stunned: "This casual use of the Crane Controlling Skill actually has such a huge power? This power is comparable to that of a large-scale catapult."

With a thought, he tapped his toes and suddenly felt his body floating into the air as light as a feather. The wind whistled in his ears, as if he was in the clouds. Although it was still far from being able to truly ride the wind, it was almost there.

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At first, I thought that the story of Bodhidharma crossing the river on a reed was an exaggeration made up by later generations, but now it seems to be true.

It is worthy of being the legendary top-level magical skill of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Murong Fu bowed several times towards the stone wall and said, "Two senior masters, I, Murong Fu, am grateful for your kindness and will never forget it."

At this time, the divine eagle that led Murong Fu into the cave had disappeared at some point.

(End of this chapter)