Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 187

Ren Yingying, as the holy aunt of the Sun Moon God Sect, the daughter of the former leader, and the current leader Dongfang Bubai's favor, controls the antidote of the three corpse brain gods in the religion, her status is respected, and she is always bullied wherever she goes Respect?

Now, Yan Ming actually asked her to do such chores?

Ren Yingying felt offended.

What's more, even if you don't look at your status, you should look at your appearance to some extent, right?Although Ren Yingying is not narcissistic, she also thinks that she has a good image. How can she be so ignorant and let a beautiful woman do this?
"I'm not going!"

Ren Yingying immediately refused.

"Miss Ren, I'm not discussing with you now, you have to figure out your situation."

As Yan Ming spoke, his fingers moved slightly.

Just witnessed the scene of Yan Ming beheading Gongsun Oolong with great power, his unfathomable strength left an indelible impression on Ren Yingying.

Now that she made a move, Ren Yingying was startled immediately, she always felt that when the other party moved, all the vital points of her body would be covered by it, and she was afraid that the other party would make a sudden attack.

Seeing that Yan Ming was able to point fingers with Gongsun Oolong, and sealed her own meridians with magical means, Ren Yingying had already regarded him as a master of acupoints in her heart.

Looking at Yan Ming's calm eyes again, Ren Yingying reluctantly dragged her feet and helped Yan Ming clean up the house.

Yan Ming did not bring many things to the Wudang sect, but during the few days he stayed in the house, he put more or less bits and pieces in the house, including a lot of medicinal materials. This is why he took time to study the Sun Moon God Sect. The three corpse brain pills left behind.

He didn't come here to stay permanently, but now that Gongsun Wulong has been eliminated and his mission has been completed, he is leaving and preparing to go to Beijing.

But thinking of this, Yan Ming still sighed with emotion, the information on the six doors is still very accurate, and he has been muttering these days, thinking whether Gongsun Oolong will come or not, but he did not expect that it will be delivered to the door today.

The only mistake in the intelligence is the opponent's level of strength.

Because there were not many things, even though Ren Yingying was reluctant, she quickly put them away, and handed the package to Yanming angrily and reluctantly.

"No, it's done."

As soon as Yan Ming took it, Taoist Master Chongxu came over after finishing his work.

"Little friend Yan, Pindao doesn't know how to thank you. You have helped our Wudang faction a lot. Pindao has ordered someone to set up a banquet. Let's... Hey, little friend Yan, what are you doing?"

Daoist Chongxu just wanted to say that he wanted to celebrate with Yan Ming, but when he looked up, he saw Yan Ming packing up his things, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

"The Taoist priest is bothering you, but there is no need to bother. Now that Gongsun's oolong has been eliminated, I will leave now. Thank you, Taoist priest, for your hospitality in the past few days."

Yan Ming turned around and cupped his hands and said.

"Well, how can this be done? No, you can't let Xiaoyou Yan leave so quickly." Daoist Chongxu shook his head like a rattle.

Yan Ming helped the Wudang faction a lot, if he just left without showing any sign, what would happen to the Wudang faction if his reputation spread?

At any rate, we need to treat him with hospitality for a while, and then we will pay each other well...

Yan Ming comforted, "Don't worry about it, the Taoist priest, it's just because I have important things to do, we can't delay, we must hurry up and leave, we are so familiar, the Taoist priest should not be polite, don't care about those red tapes."

Yan Ming said very straightforwardly.

Daoist Chongxu still refused to agree, and the two argued for a long time, but Yan Ming insisted on leaving because he said he had something important to do.

"Here, Xiaoyou Yan has helped us so much, but he didn't have time to properly reward us..."

Daoist Chongxu turned his head around, wondering if there was any other way to keep the other party.

"By the way, Xiaoyou Yan, you haven't used up the opportunity to borrow the classics of this school."

This was what they discussed from the very beginning, and they said that if Yan Ming could help them, he would let him borrow the classics and books of the Wudang School at will.

Before Yan Ming retrieved the True Martial Sword and Taijiquan Sutra, Daoist Chongxu fulfilled his promise.

Yanming also went there a few times in the past few days, but it was far from reaching the required number of times agreed by both parties.

"That's unnecessary, I've already finished reading what I want to see next."

Daoist Chongxu thought that Yan Ming was really humble, and that the Wudang sect's collection of secret books is vast, and it is definitely not something that can be read in a few times.

But he didn't know that Yan Ming possessed the purest Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu and Wudang Tai Chi Kung Fu, and had a deep understanding of the Wudang School's martial arts concepts, so he didn't need to look at those basic things.

Yan Ming also thought very clearly, he could not chew too much, only read the content related to his own skills and could be improved.

After a few times, I have gained a lot, and basically solved many previous doubts.

"That……"

Taoist Master Chongxu thought for a long time, but suddenly realized that there was no way to save him, and his shoulders sank slightly.

"Since that's the case, then Pindao won't force it, but Xiaoyou Yan is so kind, so he can give gifts to Xiaoyou Yan, and then personally lead the crowd to give them away."

In the end, under Daoist Chongxu's repeated insistence, Yan Ming couldn't resist him, so he had to agree.

Originally, Daoist Chongxu still wanted to mobilize the teachers and lead the disciples to send them off, but under Yan Ming's repeated communication, he only brought four of the seven Wudang sons of this generation, and the other three were injured in the previous battle. inconvenient.

At last it was not too noticeable, Yan Ming set off to leave, Daoist Chongxu took people away and left, sent and sent, all the way to the foot of Wudang Mountain, and finally parted reluctantly.

In short, it seems that they have done enough. I don't know, but I thought the two sides had been friends for many years.

Daoist Chongxu heaved a sigh of relief when Yan Ming and Ren Yingying disappeared from sight.

"The master master, this Yan Butou..."

"Unlimited... No, he is already a top figure in the world."

Chongxu said a long way.

There is no need to imagine the upper limit of Yan Ming's future, just looking at the present, Yan Ming can kill a great master head-on, it is already extremely terrifying, and he can be said to be among the top few people in the world of martial arts.

What's more, he's still so... young!
This Yan Ming is like a person who descended from the sky, from appearance to rise so fast, so fast that he dare not make it up in his dreams, at least Chong Xudao has never seen such a prodigy in half his life.

If you really want to compare it with one person, it may be... the founder of this sect, Daoist Zhang!
Such a person who is very likely to become the strongest master in the world, Daoist Chongxu must of course treat it with caution, try to win over him as much as possible, and never become an enemy.

That's one of the reasons he's so enthusiastic.

"Perhaps, this kid may really be able to break through to the legendary realm of heaven and man just like the real founder of our sect!"

Daoist Chongxu said in a low voice, he didn't know whether he was speaking to the people next to him or talking to himself.

After watching for a while, he took people away.Yan Ming quickly took Ren Yingying for a distance.

Ren Yingying was a little worried before, fearing that Yan Ming would leave herself in the Wudang sect, and it would be boring to accompany those old-fashioned people every day. As long as she can come out, she can find a chance to run away.

But soon, Ren Yingying felt uncomfortable, because her meridians were restrained, and her martial arts were sealed. Now her physique is no different from that of ordinary people, even a little weaker. After walking for a while, her feet hurt and she is out of breath. .

Yan Ming also noticed it, looked back, and found that Ren Yingying's pretty face was covered with sweat, and a few strands of black hair stuck to her cheeks, very attractive.

"This holy lady, if you can't make it down after such a short distance, just say, stop and let's have a rest."

"Just kidding, even if my lady doesn't rely on martial arts, she has an extremely strong physique. It's rare to beat me with just a few steps like this?"

After finishing speaking, Ren Yingying insisted on walking forward in anger, then sat down on the side of the road and waved her hands repeatedly.

"Take a rest, we have to take a rest."

Yan Ming looked at Ren Yingying who was slapped in the face at the speed of light, smiled lightly, and then sat not far away.

He took something out of the bag in his hand and looked at it carefully.

This is a gift from Taoist Chongxu to Yanming just before leaving - a hand-copied scroll.

The scroll is grayish-yellow, and it looks like it is old. When I opened the oil-skinned package, the edges and corners inside looked very fragile. Even if Yan Ming held it in his hand, he didn't dare to make too much movement, so he opened it carefully. , and at the same time wrap it with your own true energy to prevent it from being damaged.

This book, like the previous Taijiquan Sutra, was written by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang School himself!

This is a priceless treasure, and at the same time it is the treasure of the Wudang faction, its value cannot be measured at all.

Yan Ming didn't expect that Daoist Chongxu would take out this thing and give it to him. This was a bit too generous, and even Yan Ming was flattered.

While thinking, Yan Ming opened it slowly.

What is recorded in the book is Zhang Zhenren's own boxing method, which has no name, but evolved from 24 characters, which combines certain calligraphy skills and Tai Chi skills. Yan Ming calls it Zi Jue fist.

Speaking of Zhang Zhenren's handwriting, Yan Ming has read a lot in the past few days, from the Tai Chi Sutra, to the inscriptions on the rock wall of the back mountain practice ground, to the classics collected by the Wudang Sect.

It's just that the feeling in this boxing manual is different.

The previous ones were all written by Zhang Zhenren when his own strength was rising, and he used the pen actively, which contained the meaning of vigorous and upward, and also integrated the concept of Tai Chi's yin and yang, a seamless one.

However, this book of boxing is that Zhang Zhenren has achieved great martial arts in the later stage, and after feeling all the pain in the world, all kinds of complicated emotions, and the regret that the world is difficult to balance, one night, when he comprehended Wang Youjun's mourning post, he was moved. Its sadness was created by taking advantage of the trend.

Looking at the handwriting in it again, although it is familiar, it is no longer the natural feeling of swaying freely at the beginning, but with a little sense of loss and stagnation. After all, you can also feel the pain and depressing mood.

Yan Ming watched and unknowingly stretched out a hand and moved it slowly along with the records of Zijue Fist.

Ren Yingying sat opposite, rubbing her cute little feet while watching Yan Ming's movements with wide eyes.

She has seen how powerful Yan Ming is, and now she refuses to let go of any details. Maybe seeing the doorway can benefit her own martial arts cultivation?

At first glance, it seems that Yanming's swipe trajectory is not like martial arts, but like writing?

Ren Yingying is well-informed and has seen many ways to integrate calligraphy into martial arts. In the Sun Moon God Sect, there are masters who use judge pens.

But after watching it for a while, I felt that Yan Ming's handwriting was getting slower and slower, but more and more complicated.

Opening and closing vertically and horizontally is like exercising fists and feet. Every word written seems to contain various changes and extremely profound martial arts principles. Every word is like a set of boxing techniques with different styles.

Ren Yingying was a little confused at first, even with her strength, she can at most see some extraordinary things now, no matter how deep it is, it will be foggy, and she can't understand it at all.

Soon, Yan Ming withdrew his hand and stopped moving.

After reading a few scriptures, he already felt that his head was not enough. He closed his eyes slowly, and several handwriting changes kept appearing in his mind.

To be honest, Yan Ming was very pleasantly surprised. This Zi Jue Quan combined the mastery of Zhang Zhenren's skills, and matched with his own internal skills and Tai Chi skills. After practicing it, he could just integrate into his own martial arts and improve it again.

And the change in mentality endowed Zi Jue Quan with a completely different temperament and change.

Yan Ming's heart rose again to reverence for Daoist Zhang. He really deserves to be the only master who has broken through the realm of heaven and man known to the world.

Yan Ming carefully took back the boxing book again, planning to learn a few words every day, and after he has fully mastered it, he can perform it as he pleases.

Taoist Priest Chongxu gave him this boxing book. On the one hand, he intended to make a good relationship, but on the other hand, this boxing book was indeed of little use to them.

It has been released for so many years, but several generations of Wudang sects have not been able to comprehend anything from it, even if they practice it, it is specious, and it is far less efficient than directly practicing other exercises.

This is also because they haven't reached that level, and they haven't even fully comprehended the true meaning of the words on the cliff. Of course, it's not as good as Yan Ming who can see the mystery at a glance.

He looked at Ren Yingying again, then Yanming took out the dry food that he carried with him and handed it to her.

"Eat some."

"I don't want to eat this rough thing!"

Ren Yingying looked at the dry food with disgust on her face.

These are all picked up by Yan Ming in the Wudang School kitchen. They are indeed coarse grains, and the production is not very exquisite.

As a holy aunt, how can she eat such a thing?
In the Wudang School a few days ago, Taoist Chongxu gave special orders, so the food given to Yan Ming was relatively delicate, and Ren Yingying could only eat it.

But just after she finished speaking, Ren Yingying's stomach started growling.

Even Yan Ming could hear this voice clearly.

Ren Yingying covered her stomach with one hand, a little embarrassed for a while, looked at the dry food, hesitated for a moment, then took it, took a few mouthfuls, and her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Although this thing looks ugly, it tastes very delicious!

After Ren Yingying ate a few mouthfuls, she couldn't help raising her head with emotion.

"Oh, it smells so good!"

Yanming watched her eat and smiled.

While eating, Ren Yingying looked at Yanming and asked inarticulately.

"What are you going to do by holding me hostage? Why don't we discuss it, and if you let me go back, I will definitely reward you! Just say what you want."

(End of this chapter)