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Chapter 125 The seventh level of the universe, is this person the reincarnation of Ming Zun?

The "Great Shift of the Universe" technique originated from the Persian Mingjiao and is the treasure of the Persian Mingjiao.

Later, it spread to the Mingjiao in China and became a treasure of the Mingjiao.

However, things changed after the Persian Ming Dynasty.

As a result, only the first one or two levels of this skill have been passed down, while the later levels have been lost.

The Persian Mingjiao thought that this was not a good idea.

So on the surface, the saint Dai Qisi was sent to the Middle Earth Mingjiao to be the protector of the Dharma.

Secretly, she was assigned a task to find an opportunity to bring this skill back.

It was originally a pretty normal undercover job.

But because of Dai Qisi's love brain and weird thinking, she just threw up a lot of things.

"S-Sir, are you serious..."

The current state of the Wedding Dress Magic is extremely stable, and I can breathe on my own even while sleeping.

Dragon Saber and Xie Xun are both on Ice and Fire Island, and only she can handle the original work.

As he spoke, Lin Xuan's face turned green and red, and his body exuded the aura of ice and fire, which intertwined and merged very quickly.

Lin Xuan stared at the parchment without raising his head.

"You guys helped me find the dragon-slaying knife, and I'll give this to you."

"That's it..."

Still very useful.

Although the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth is the pinnacle of martial arts in the Western Regions in Jin Yong's system, in the final analysis it is just a high-end method of exerting force.

Xiao Zhao took a deep breath, suppressed his thoughts of complaining, and sat on his knees with a cute expression.

If you have enough cultivation, it will be effortless.

After you master it, you can take it easy for a while.

Lin Xuan thought for a while: "The dragon-slaying knife is in Xie Xun's hand. If your mother is not sure about snatching it, you can bring Xie Xun to the Central Plains and take me to see him."

"Oh ah?"

The surrounding area was also hot and cold, which made Xiao Zhao feel itchy in his nose and almost sneeze.

That is to say, I am more interested in The Great Shift of the Universe and the complete version of the Nine Yin Manual.

As he spoke, half of Lin Xuan's face was blood red and half of his cheeks were ashen. He had already mastered the fourth level of Qiankun, which was the same level as Yang Dingtian before his death.

Xiao Zhao's eyes widened: "Master, you, you... what do you mean by finishing training?"

Xiao Zhao thought about it for a while and felt that he could give it a try: "Then let's go out? I'll ask my mother to come see you."

This is the vision when the fifth level of Qiankun is completed.

There is no way she can learn it with her strength.

Well, you are already a mature internal skill, and you need to learn to practice it on your own.

The Holy Fire Order is on the Persian Ming Cult side, and she may have to rely on her to connect it.

With Lin Xuan's current physical fitness...

"It's already the fifth floor. The next two floors are slower. It will probably take another two hours."

Even if you don't have the slightest internal strength, you can probably practice it for several levels.

It doesn't seem to make much sense.

Lin Xuan's dungeon only lasts for a year, so these things need to be planned in advance.

Xiao Zhao almost bit his tongue: "Where did we get the dragon-slaying knife for you?"

The requirements for this set of martial arts are quite high.

Now I finally saw the real thing.

"It's true that you don't have the dragon-slaying knife, but I know its whereabouts. I'll describe the scenery later and draw a rough sketch for you."

Even if I force myself to recite and write the entire text silently, without this parchment, I still won’t be able to pass the exam.

Dai Qisi is a wonderful person.

With Lin Xuan's current cultivation level, there is not much demand for martial arts on this plane.

But even though he is known as the Dragon King, he is still very capable in the water.

Xiao Zhao secretly glanced at the parchment a few times, and after making sure it was correct, he stood up, his eyes rolled, and he silently wrote down the few words he had peeked at.

"Wait a minute, you're here now. I'll take you out after I finish practicing this martial arts."

"Tu-Dragon Slaying Knife?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhao was slightly depressed.

"Mr. Lin, this thing should be real. What do you want me to do for you before you are willing to give it to me?"

She knew that this martial art was extremely powerful, but it was also extremely difficult to master.

Even those who can reach the first level must be a peerless master like Yang Xiao.

It often takes more than ten years.

But the young Mr. Lin in front of him took less than an hour to break through the fifth floor.

What does this mean?

Does this mean that Yang Xiao and those people are fools?

Something doesn't seem right...

Does this mean that Mr. Lin in front of me is the reincarnation of Ming Zun?

Um? Ah this...

It’s not possible, it’s possible!

Xiao Zhao blinked, and many strange thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Don't keep staring at me, it feels weird."

Lin Xuan coughed: "Why don't you play on the side for a while, and I'll call you when I'm ready."

"Play, play for a while?"

Xiao Zhao looked at the pale bones of Yang Dingtian and his wife beside him, and his face felt bitter: "I don't want to play. By the way, Mr. Lin, why did Master Yang and his wife die here?"

"There is also a suicide note over there, written by Master Yang. It probably tells some of his past events."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you take a look, don't break it."

"No, not quite."

"Forget it if you don't look at it."

"Then let's take a look..."

Xiao Zhao hesitated for a moment, couldn't help but feel curious, and took off the envelope next to Yang Dingtian's skeleton.

"... Madam Zhuangci: Madam has returned to Yangmen, and she has been depressed day and night. I am vulgar and ungrateful, and have no need for joy. I cannot apologize for this. I wish to say goodbye forever, but Madam will forgive me."

"...Now that the Tatars have taken over our central land, I swear to fight to the end and never follow the unreasonable orders of the Persian chief minister and serve the Mongols as the masters!"

"If the Holy Fire Order comes back into my hands, our Chinese Ming Cult will be able to compete with the Persian Archbishop..."

The letter paper is written with ink pen and the pen is very powerful. "Master Yang originally planned to die together with Cheng Kun."

"These words seem to be firm and strong, and he is also a great hero..."

"Furthermore, it seems from the suicide note he wrote to Mrs. Yang that he did not blame her for feeling sorry for him, but instead felt guilty for making her unhappy."

Xiao Zhao read the entire text and put the letter paper back into the envelope, still feeling extremely shocked.

Although she believes in Ming Zun, she actually has no sense of identity with the Persian Ming religion itself.

I came here to steal the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth just to complete my mother's mission.

Seeing Yang Dingtian mocking the Persian Ming Cult inside, Xiao Zhao felt secretly happy and felt some resonance.

But regarding Yang Dingtian's emotional attitude, she really couldn't complain.

"It's really excellent..."

Lin Xuan said innocently: "Xiao Zhao, do you like such a man?"

"I think he is very powerful and a great hero."

Xiao Zhao shook his head: "But I can't accept his ideas. They are too...well, too humble."

"Yes, your mother has not distorted your three views."

Lin Xuan smiled: "The sixth level is completed."

"what?"

Xiao Zhao was dumbfounded again and raised his head in confusion.

Just then he saw Lin Xuan's whole body turning red and blue, his true energy surging, and his scholar's robe rising continuously.

The main purpose of the great movement of the universe is to reverse the two qi of the universe, one strong and one soft, one yin and one yang.

The two colors of blue and red represent the blood settling in the body and the transformation of true energy.

At the sixth level, the two qi of yin and yang have spread throughout the body, allowing one to follow the heart's desires.

"Be careful later..."

Lin Xuan ignored Xiao Zhao who was stunned, picked up the parchment and started to deduce seriously.

As mentioned before, this martial art is very difficult to practice.

Regardless of whether the creator is Mani or not, he himself can only practice to the sixth level.

However, that guy is also a god.

Maybe for the sake of face, I am embarrassed to admit that after reaching the sixth level, my martial arts skills are not good enough and I can no longer write.

Therefore, he didn't care whether he could practice or not, and completed the seventh level purely by relying on his brain.

I wrote a bunch of more specious things, one step at a time.

As a result, this martial art was extremely lax in its inception.

Lin Xuan estimated that the first six floors were not very reliable, and there were probably some inexplicable pitfalls.

If you are not extremely strong in cultivation and can practice like a rock all the way...

Once stuck for a few years, the small pit inside will turn into a black hole, and people can be trained to go crazy.

Things like madness and dementia, general paralysis, and self-menopause are all commonplace...

Since it spread, I don’t know how many masters have been tricked to death.

For example, the eighth generation leader of the Ming Cult, Zhong, who has the highest martial arts among all the leaders of the Ming Cult in China, can only reach the fifth level.

Moreover, on the day he mastered it, he went crazy and died.

Yang Dingtian died so miserably, apart from the cuckold affecting his mood...

It's very possible that he was also fooled by this technique.

Lin Xuan even suspected that the Persian Mingjiao had a high death rate because of practicing this martial art.

All the masters who went to practice sent it, and it was lost...

If the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten, Lin Xuan doesn't care if they experience it again.

As for the pitfalls on the seventh level of Qiankun, it’s actually nothing.

Lin Xuan estimated that in today's Persian Ming Cult, there is no one who can practice to that level.

If so, just wait to be tricked to death there...

"All right."

Another hour passed, Lin Xuan carefully avoided the trap, practiced the seventh level of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, and said with a smile.

At this point, the two qi of yin and yang are transformed unconsciously, and there is no sign of it in appearance.

Lin Xuan felt that his current internal strength was far from unparalleled.

Not to mention Zhang Sanfeng, even if he invites Yue to come over, he should be able to easily achieve the seventh level of the universe.

It is estimated that the Mingjiao has a limited number of talents.

Real super masters also look down upon this martial art.

Of course, it's also possible that the old man in the mountain is really good at martial arts and deliberately left a questionable technique here to harm people.

This kind of thing cannot be verified at present.

"Oh, Mr. Lin, shall we go out?"

Xiao Zhao exhaled a sullen breath and asked.

When Lin Xuan reached the fourth and fifth levels, she was in disbelief and couldn't understand it.

But after reaching the level all the way...

Xiao Zhao suddenly felt that this was very beaver.

This is how Mingzun's reincarnation should be!

"Just wait a little longer."

Lin Xuan put away the parchment and cupped his hands towards Yang Dingtian's corpse: "Now that I have taken the Master's Qiankun Kung Fu, I will kill Cheng Kun on behalf of the Master, and I will clear up the cause and effect of your religion. Is the Master willing?"

After these few worlds, Lin Xuan always felt that there was something unspeakable in the dark.

It's best to be a little respectful and not take advantage of everything.

With a soft "click" sound, Yang Dingtian's neck bones relaxed, and his head hung slightly, as if he nodded.

"Then it's settled."

Lin Xuan cupped his hands again, turned around, and slightly mobilized his inner strength: "Since your Excellency is here, why don't you come and see me?"

The sound vibrated back and forth in the surrounding corridors and spread far away.

"Who are you young man, and why do you know this place?"

After a while, footsteps sounded, and an old monk in gray slowly walked into the stone room with a cold voice.

Seeing the corpses of Yang Dingtian and the others, the old monk's eyes twitched, and a hint of violence flashed through them.

(End of this chapter)