Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 130 The trainer is here

"What!" Huang Rongxiu widened her eyes and said in surprise: "Is there such a kind of kung fu in the world?"

"Yes." Hong Qigong's face showed a look of reminiscence: "I remember it was recorded in the Beggar Clan that there was a Xiaoyao sect in the Northern Song Dynasty, and there was a martial arts like this in its sect."

"This skill is the Beiming Divine Skill from the Xiaoyao Sect." Yan Bugui said slowly: "The original creator of this skill got the fragment of the Beiming Divine Skill by chance, and figured out the method of absorbing the power from it, so he named it The method of attracting stars.

However, the content of the fragments he obtained was limited. He only knew how to absorb energy but was unable to integrate the absorbed energy for his own use, leaving huge harm from the backlash of the energy.

Until I obtained the Star Absorbing Technique, it happened that the secret Zixia Magic Technique of Huashan Mountain had the effect of resolving foreign energy, so I used it to repair the flaws.

The glow comes from the sun, so I changed its name to this. "

Huang Rong's eyes were bright and she looked expectantly: "So, I won't have to work hard to practice internal skills in the future?"

"That's the theory." Yan Bugui said with a smile, "It's just an advantage for a lazy guy like you."

Hong Qigong frowned and said, "This kung fu sounds a bit evil, not the right way."

"I think it's very good." Huang Rong said: "When you encounter bad people, absorbing all their inner strength not only prevents them from doing evil again in the future, but also gives them a chance to change their ways. It kills two birds with one stone.

Besides, I am Dongxie's daughter, so practicing this evil martial art complements each other perfectly. "

Yan Bugui said: "Guild Leader Hong is worrying too much. With her brother Jing watching, she has no chance to do anything wrong."

Hong Qigong nodded and said no more.

Yan Bugui looked solemn: "But Rong'er, I want you to swear a serious oath. From now on, you are not allowed to teach the Six Yang Snow Melting Technique to anyone, including Guo Jing, not even your daughter."

"Okay." Huang Rong raised her hand and swore an oath: "Brother Yan taught me the magical skills. If any word from me, Huang Rong, is leaked in the future, let... let Brother Jing never pay attention to me again."

"So cruel! So poisonous!" Yan Bugui was speechless: "Let's get back to the subject, the first step in practicing this Kung Fu is to dissipate your original Kung Fu."

"It's so troublesome!" Huang Rong was startled, and her thoughts suddenly began to spin, and then she asked: "Brother Yan, do you have any special intention for suddenly going to such great lengths to teach me such a strange martial arts?"

"Smart." Yan Bugui glanced outside the door.

Hong Qigong and Huang Rong suddenly realized that the direction he looked was exactly the room where Wan Yankang was.

Yan Bugui continued: "I will leave after the Huashan sword debate. Things in the world are like chess, the world is unpredictable, and so are people's hearts.

He is very smart and needs someone smarter to keep an eye on him for me, so I said that only you can practice this skill, do you understand? "

Huang Rongruo realized something: "I understand, little sister will definitely live up to big brother's trust."

"Remember, the Dantian should always be like an empty box, always like a deep valley. The empty box can store things, and the deep valley can hold water..."

Huang Rong had a photographic memory, and the same thing happened with her ears. Yan Bugui only read it once and she knew it by heart.

Later, under the care of two of the world's top masters, Huang Rong successfully dissipated the Qi she had cultivated since childhood.

Her cultivation was not deep, and it only took her most of the night to complete the exercise.

With all her internal strength gone, Huang Rong had no energy and energy and looked very weak.

"Rong'er, Yun Gong, I will give you some internal strength now." Yan Bugui came behind Huang Rong, put his palm on Lingtai acupoint, and injected his true energy into her body.

"Old beggar should come and help, otherwise this girl may not have the strength to make breakfast tomorrow." Hong Qigong said and raised his hand to press the 'Baihui point' on the top of Huang Rong's head.

The two of them each passed on Huang Rong and stopped as soon as he succeeded.

Based on their internal strength foundation, a mere success is only a drop in the bucket. As long as the body is in good condition, they can recover in the morning.

But for Huang Rong, these two successes have been very fruitful.

She suddenly opened her eyes, jumped up from the bed, walked around the room quickly, and walked quickly.

Hong Qigong explained: "This is Huang Laoxie's unique internal skill."

As Huang Rong danced gracefully, the two strands of true energy in her body were gradually transformed into Peach Blossom Island's internal strength, and her face regained its vitality.

"call--"

Huang Rong's steps came to an abrupt halt and she breathed a long sigh of relief. Although her internal strength had not returned to its original level, it was still close to it.

Yan Bugui muttered: "In order to deceive others, I will teach you another sword technique..."

It was the next day in a blink of an eye.

After breakfast, the four young people continued to practice in the woods.

Guo Jing asked: "Rong'er, what powerful skills did Brother Yan teach you?"

After hearing this, Wan Yankang and Mu Nianci immediately cast curious glances.

Huang Rong said: "It's a sword technique."

Wanyan Connor said dullly: "What kind of amazing swordsmanship can only be learned by extremely smart people?"

"Anyway, Brother Yan is your master, so it's okay to tell you." Huang Rong said: "This move is called Daizong. The key is to calculate the enemy's location, martial arts school, body length, and body shape as quickly as possible when approaching the enemy. The size of the weapon, the height of the sunlight, and other matters. That's why a knowledgeable expert like Qi Gong is needed to help.

As long as the calculation is accurate, everything the sword points at will miss. "

Guo Jing looked confused when he heard this.

Wan Yankang suddenly realized that the battle situation was changing rapidly when facing the enemy, and his life would be in danger if he was not careful.

If you want to calculate these kinds of numbers, you really need extremely high wisdom. Otherwise, if you are distracted, your life will be in danger before you can calculate it.

Mu Nianci said with admiration on his face: "Master is right, this martial arts is really only for you."

"That's not necessarily the case." Wanyankang said proudly, "She is not the only smart person in the world."

Huang Rong didn't feel dissatisfied and said calmly: "Yes, as long as you are proficient in astronomy and geography, Qi Men Dun Jia, and the Book of Changes, you can naturally learn this sword technique."

Wanyankang was silent. He was really not good at these things.

Several days passed like this.

Guo Jing and Wan Yankang were each other's whetstones, and they both made great progress in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Tai Chi.

It's noon this day.

Huang Rong and Mu Nianci went back to prepare lunch together. Only Guo Jing and Wan Yankang were left in the woods to continue practicing.

Yan Bugui and Hong Qigong seldom came here after they started martial arts, and basically stayed in the inn to discuss martial arts.

The two were sparring when they suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from outside the forest.

"Where is that brat? Why haven't you found him yet?"

"Master, it should be nearby."

The two stopped immediately.

Wanyankang said in surprise: "It's Liang Ziwen, why is he here?"

"It's broken!" Guo Jing's expression changed: "I drank his viper blood, he must have come to suck my blood."

"That's right, you little beast is really easy for me to find. Since you know it, why don't you return the snake blood to me quickly." Liang Ziwen quickly walked into the forest with his three apprentices.

There was another monk who came with him, wearing a bright red cassock and a golden pointed monk's hat. His body was as tall as an iron tower.

"My young prince, my prince has always been thinking about you."

Wanyankang looked confused and didn't know how to answer, so he asked: "Master Lingzhi, are your internal injuries healed?"

Master Lingzhi clasped his hands together and said, "My dear prince, I'm thinking of you. The poor monk's body is fine now."

"That's very good." Wan Yankang nodded and asked doubtfully: "Liang Weng came to Brother Guo to ask for his viper's precious blood. I wonder why the Master is here?"

The wise master said: "The poor monk is here to help Liang Weng."

"Young prince, I will catch up with you later." When Liang Ziwen saw Guo Jing, he was extremely jealous as an enemy. He immediately jumped up and blocked him with a hoe.

Liang Ziweng's three apprentices also surrounded Guo Jing from the back, left and right.

"You little thief, get down on your knees!" Liang Ziweng's eldest disciple shouted sharply, and used a great grabbing technique to grab Guo Jing's shoulders from behind.

After these days of hard training, Guo Jing has truly mastered the Dragon Subduing Palm.

Hearing something moving behind him, he used his backhand move, 'Dragon Swinging Tail', to shoot out.

Ka!

The man was caught off guard, his right arm was swept off immediately, and he flew backwards away from the ground. The strong palm force directly shook the broken bones out of the flesh, causing him to scream in pain.

Liang Ziwen was shocked: "How did this kid's martial arts become so powerful? My snake blood must have played a role!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but become angry and suddenly picked up the medicine hoe and knocked it down on Guo Jing's head.

call!

Guo Jing saw that he was leaking out of the middle door of his chest. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward and pushed straight out with a "strong dragon regrets".

The powerful palm wind blew Liang Ziwen's beard and hair flying, which frightened him so much that he couldn't dodge. The medicine hoe was too long and he couldn't defend himself, so he had to use his left hand to catch it.

Snapped!

Both palms strike together.

"Ah~" Liang Ziweng's arms shook violently, and his body fell back uncontrollably.

Teng Teng Teng...

He retreated seven or eight steps in a row, fell back two more, and finally stopped.

(End of this chapter)