Swordsman in Tianlong

() "...The internal energy of that person immediately enters my body and is stored in various acupoints such as Yunmen. However, if the enemy's internal energy is better than mine, the sea water will pour into the river. It is extremely dangerous. Be careful, be careful."

Today, the yellow-browed monk is stationed in Chu Feng's "Lingxu Point" to restrain him. His original intention is to let him know about the dangers of the world, but he doesn't know that this Lingxu Point belongs to the "Shu Shaoyin Kidney Meridian", which is the divine skill of Beiming. In the first picture, it is continuous with the "Lung Meridian of Hand Taiyin".The yellow-browed monk's vajra finger force entered from the "Lingxu", and flowed around the veins. After an hour or two, the blood flowed and the true energy dissipated.

Unexpectedly, Chu Feng is uniquely endowed with Beiming Divine Art, which can "take people's internal energy and store it in my sea of ​​energy".He had thought about the acupoint of "Lung Meridian of Hand Shao Yin" that day, but within half an hour, the thought was correct.It's just that there is no inner breath, and Zensheng can't pass through all channels.The Vajra Finger force flowed around and turned around, Chu Feng only silently recited the various meridian training methods of the Beiming Divine Art in his heart.But they don't know that the power of the Vajra finger flows through the sea of ​​qi, just like a river returning to the sea, never returning again, just a moment and a moment, continuous and continuous.

All rivers return to the sea, not by force, but by the nature of things.

Right now, the Yellow-browed Monk Vajra Fingers forcefully enters the sea of ​​Qi returning from Lingxu, and the inner strength is strong, so it is unnecessary to think about it, on the contrary, the danger of "river backflowing" is gone.Feeling this internal force circulating around his body, Chu Feng was filled with sadness and joy, and felt that time was passing by.

When the wind picked up again, the yellow-browed monk who entered the tea house with the sound of bells on the eaves saw Chu Feng sitting cross-legged, with a peaceful face, and couldn't help but praise: "Benefactor Chu is so calm." , went to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but who knows that waiting and waiting will not happen.It was only after I came over that I realized that Chu Feng had somehow figured out some joints these few hours, and he seemed to be somewhat enlightened.

Chu Feng, who was immersed in the joy of Beiming Chucheng, opened his eyes upon hearing the sound, stood up, bowed to the yellow-browed monk, and said, "Thank you, Master, for your completion." There is no internal energy, but there is such a strange thing as a passerby stuffing the internal energy into the mutton. Things, although there is no need to envy and hate, but don't expect it.

The yellow-browed monk didn't know why he thanked him, but he thought he had figured out something, and said softly, "How about it, do you still want to learn martial arts?"

Chu Feng knew that if he stepped into the rivers and lakes like he is now, not to mention anything else, Tian Qian Guanghao's sword a few days ago would have pierced himself into a transparent hole.In other words, if it wasn't the yellow-browed monk who tapped his acupoints, or if the yellow-browed monk was his enemy, his head would have already fallen to the ground.

"Yes!" Chu Feng answered without hesitation despite his thoughts.

The yellow-browed monk smiled and said, "If you meet this old monk, what should you do?"

"Serve him with the courtesy of an elder."

"This... the benefactor has a heart." The yellow-browed monk frowned slightly, "I mean your enemy's martial arts is better than the old monk's. How do you treat it?" The yellow-browed monk flicked his right hand.

"There is always reason in the world!" Chu Feng replied decisively.He can't say in front of an obviously law-abiding old monk, hit him if he can beat him, beat his son if he can't beat him, poison his son if he can't beat him... Besides, revenge or something, Chu The wind really didn't take it to heart, okay?

"You really carved it out of the same mold as your master." The look on the yellow-browed monk's face couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy.

Chu Feng thought to himself: Is there really such a shameless person?He "watched" Qiao Feng step by step towards glory and ruin, but had someone ever reasoned with him?He can't wait to come here a few days earlier to see how divine his master, surnamed Gu, is.See how he and the yellow-browed monk can live to fifty or sixty when they talk about their peers. How did this kind of weird thinking come about?

"Two years is still too short." Huangmei Monk didn't wait for Chu Feng to speak, and said to himself, "Two years later in Jianhu Palace, two...three sects will compete with each other, how will you deal with it?" Said "Three sects "That's to take care of Chu Feng's face, as for the sentence "how do you deal with it?" it's almost like "can you beat someone?"

Chu Feng said: "Facing a strong enemy, it is natural to rely on years of hard work." Two magical skills, Chu Feng is not going to tell others in this life.

"Infinite Sword...Infinite Sword..." The yellow-browed monk said several times in a low voice, then slowly stretched out his middle finger and pointed at Chu Feng's chest.Chu Feng has made up his mind, so naturally he won't back down, but instead looks intently at the middle finger.I don't know if it was an illusion, but Chu Feng only felt that there was a layer of golden lacquer looming on the middle finger.Seeing that he didn't hide, the yellow-browed monk didn't hide his praise on his face, and said, "What do you think of my 'Vajra Finger'?" The finger turned to the right, and where it pointed, the wall was broken with a "嘙" a small hole.

Chu Feng secretly broke into a cold sweat for his boldness. If this hand was on him, he wouldn't need the Wuliang Sword Sect to bother, and praised repeatedly: "Master's Vajra Finger has the power of Vajra, and it can subdue demons with it!" The magic is bound to be invincible.”

"The Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet high, so don't underestimate it." The yellow-browed monk shook his head, "Not to mention the distance, in the city of Dali, there are countless people who are not inferior to the old monk. The land of the Central Plains is full of heroes, and they are everywhere. Don't mention the word, but don't mention it."

There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.Chu Feng acted as an old monk and humbled himself, and didn't refute, just said: "Yes."

Hearing Chu Feng's response, the old monk raised his yellow eyebrows lightly, and looked at him with a half-smile without saying a word.

After Chu Feng thought about it, he understood.What the old monk meant was: My Vajra Finger is mediocre, let alone your kid's sword skills.After understanding it, Chu Feng still said: "Heroes in the Central Plains are everywhere, and they should meet them with a sword, so that they can live up to their seven-foot body."

"Meet it with the sword!" The yellow-browed monk looked at this young man who was as stubborn as his master, and said helplessly, "Alright, what an amazing skill the old monk and benefactor can cultivate." A young man like Chu Feng, he I have seen a lot, and after practicing martial arts for a few days, I feel that the world is so big that there is nowhere to go.But in the end, how many people died well?

"Master, here comes the sword." Po An, who had finished copying the Buddhist scriptures, was sweating profusely holding a long sword, and rushed to the door of the tea house, just in time to hear that the yellow-browed monk wanted to test Chu Feng's sword skills, so he said hastily.

The yellow-browed monk took the long sword and said: "The name of the sword is 'Dichen', which was bestowed by my teacher in the past. I hand it to you today, and you must remember: your heart is like a pearl, not to be stained with dust." As he spoke, his hands solemnly extended sword.

Chu Feng raised his hands flat, took the long sword, and said in response: "Under the sword, I will only behead those who deserve to be beheaded." Those who are kind to me are good, and those who hate me are evil. The distinction between good and evil has never been debated.The long sword was pulled out of the scabbard inch by inch, and a cold light lingered in front of his eyes. Even Chu Feng, who didn't understand swords, praised "good sword" in his heart!