From Low Martial Arts to Great Antiquity, I Created Mythical Fairy Martial Arts

Every time Mei Chaofeng beats them, but he is not good at killing them, he is already tired of it.

Hearing Master's voice, Mei Chaofeng recalled what she had been through over the years, and couldn't help but burst into tears and cried.

"Hmph, you still have the face to cry." Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, "You stole the Jiuyin Sutra and killed Aheng, you deserve to die."

"The disciple is willing to atone for his sins with death." When Mei Chaofeng heard this, he raised his palm and patted it on his forehead.

She and Chen Xuanfeng are orphans. They were raised by Huang Yaoshi since childhood, and they are regarded as fathers.

Back then, I lost my head and ran away after stealing the scriptures, but now I regret it a long time ago.

In addition, I heard that my wife died because of this, how can I still have the face to live in the world?

Most of Huang Yaoshi's other disciples were orphans, and the kindness of raising and teaching was like a sea.

In this era, many disciples regarded Huang Yaoshi as their father.

Even if his leg was broken and he complained in his heart, once he was called, he would still return with expectation.

"Hmph, I haven't finished speaking yet." Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he blocked Mei Chaofeng's hand, and naturally her palm couldn't go on.

Mei Chaofeng was stunned for a moment, and a warm feeling rose in her heart. She didn't know that Master couldn't bear it, and she couldn't help but feel more guilty.

"Please instruct Master."

Huang Yaoshi: "Go and find the brothers and sisters and say that I allow them to return. In addition, do a thousand good deeds to atone for the sins of these years."

Mei Chaofeng was stunned for a moment, then respectfully said: "Yes, the disciple will definitely do it."

Huang Yaoshi: "As for Hong Qi's place, you don't have to worry about it. My disciples are not yet in charge of others."

When Mei Chaofeng heard this, her heart was extremely warm.

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When the door was closed, Mei Chaofeng was speechless: "Xuanfeng, sigh... it would be great if we hadn't left back then."

backyard.

"This Great Sun Qi Refining Art is of high rank, but it is not universal, and it is only suitable for genius cultivation. The gate of ascension, simplify it."

With a thought, the gate of ascension works again.

After an instant, a simplified method appeared in Gu Heng's mind.

Great Sun Refinement

Grade: After the world

Introduction: To practice with the power of the sun, only one tenth of the Vajra body is required.

"In this way, the practice of this exercise will be much simpler." Comprehending the mystery of the exercise, Gu Heng nodded again and again, "However, it is time to deduce the ordinary exercise. Even the diamond exercise is not something ordinary people can do. If you practice casually, the starting point is too high, although it is good, it is not conducive to popularization."

As the first world he traveled through, Gu Heng naturally hoped that this world would provide as many talents as possible to the earth.

Popularity is naturally very necessary.

"The Gate of Ascension, simplifies the methods of the existing post-earnest-grade gong physique. It is divided into nine levels, the first rank is the weakest, and the ninth rank is the highest. As long as you have the will to cultivate to the ninth-rank gong physique, you can condense it out. He is also considered a genius if he has acquired a high-quality body in the world."

Of course, you can also stop at a certain level.

It's just that the physical strength and inner strength of such a kung fu are very weak, and it is difficult to continue in the future.

In the first-order gong body, the inner strength and purity are only ten times that of ordinary inner strength, and the physical strength is thousands of kilograms.

If it is the old era, it can still be king and hegemony.

Once the method of kung fu is widely spread all over the world, it will soon become a nobody.

The thought fell, and the deduction was completed in an instant.

After all, the finished product is already there, and this time it is simplified.

Ninth-Order Vajra Kung Fu Method

Grade: After the world

Introduction: This skill is divided into nine steps, one step by step, suitable for ordinary people to practice.As long as there is perseverance, it is enough to make ordinary people a genius.

The ninth-order Shaoyang exercise method

Grade: same as above

Introduction: Same as above.

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After doing this, Gu Heng deduced and created the most basic swordsmanship, palm technique, boxing technique, spear technique, sword technique, and Qinggong.

These basic martial arts have only two characteristics, one is the simple foundation, and the other is that they can exert the characteristics of pure internal strength, which is most suitable for the method of the body.

The previous exercises can also be used, but it is a waste of energy and not very easy to use.

These six kinds of martial arts are not magical, but they can be popularized all over the world. As long as they are not stupid like pigs, they can be learned.

A night of work.

Huang Yaoshi, Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu, and Hao Datong all refined Xiao Huan Dan and became masters with several jiazi skills, which made them look a little dazed.

After the initial excitement, Huang Yaoshi and Qiu Chuji rushed to Peach Blossom Island, and Hao Datong rushed back to the Quanzhen School, preparing to rectify the school.

Gu Heng still spends his days leisurely, reading Taoist Tibetans every day, and by the way, cultivates a relationship with Huang Rong and Mu Nianci.

Western Regions.

White Camel Mountain.

Ouyang Feng, tall and dressed in white, sat in the hall, quietly listening to the reports of his subordinates.

He has a high nose and deep eyes, his cheeks are brown and his eyes are like swords.

His subordinates looked apprehensive, and their voices trembled: "Master, Young Master, he died in Zhongdu, and my guards are not strong enough."

"What?" At the next moment, Ouyang Feng changed shape and came to the reporting man, raised his hand and grabbed his neck, "Where is Ke'er?"

"Lord, forgive me." The man coughed, and the feeling of suffocation came, only to feel that the power in his body was gradually lost.

"Forgiveness?" Ouyang Feng laughed loudly, his voice clanging like the sound of gold and stone, full of madness, "Ker is dead, why don't you die, what's the use of you!"

click

The sound of broken bones sounded, and the man's neck was directly strangled by Ouyang Feng.

"Ker, who is it? Who killed you!"

Ouyang Feng is crazy, and his body is like electricity. He shuttles through the White Camel Villa, kills anyone he sees, and turns the entire White Camel Villa into a ghost realm in a blink of an eye.

"Ke'er, don't worry, no matter who it is, I, Ouyang Feng, will unscrew his head and kill his nine clans to pay homage to you."

Bury Ouyang Ke with his own hands, Ouyang Feng said fiercely.

On the same day, the White Camel Villa ignited a raging fire and turned into ruins. A tall and straight man in white was leaning on a snake stick and went to the Central Plains.

Tantra.

Jueyuan looked serious: "Shaolin Jueyuan came to worship the mountain!"

The sound was far away and spread out for more than ten miles, causing the snow on the mountains to tremble, causing an avalanche.

"Mad, Jueyuan, you are the madman."

In Jueyuan's hands, a monk with drooping hands and feet shouted loudly, with fear in his eyes.

too crazy.

A monk who was sweeping the floor actually became a peerless master a month later, not only defeating him.

It is still rampant in the Western Regions, swept across many martial arts schools in the Western Regions, and seized the inheritance of other people's martial arts.

It's just like the devil.

Even if the fire foreman has an extreme personality, he never thought about such a thing.

Well, the point is that there is no such strength.

"Shaolin, it really hides a lot of magical skills." The fire engineer head Tuo thought bitterly, "It's a pity that my hands and feet are abolished, and I can't practice in the future."

ta ta ta

When the voice fell, the tantric mountain gate opened wide, and the burly monks with ruddy faces rushed out.

"Amitabha, Chan Master Jueyuan, the world is one family of Buddhism. Although you were born in the ancestral court of Zen, why bother to do everything?"

Jueyuan's expression remained unmoved: "Amitabha, the poor monk came here on the order of the goddess, just to copy the martial arts of your temple. As long as your temple is willing to donate martial arts, you can naturally avoid a disaster."

"Zen master, I have three hundred monks in the tantric sect. If you swarm up, you may not be able to win." The tantric master's face was ugly.

Jueyuan closed his eyes, the Sanskrit sound burst, and the [-]-character Buddha floated up and down, as if the Buddha had come into the world.

The next moment, he stretched out his palm, and a golden palm shot out.

bang

Hundreds of meters away, a huge palm print appeared on the cliff, making people look up.

After a few seconds, the avalanche occurred again, burying the palm print.

However, although the palm prints on the mountain can be buried, the palm prints in the minds of the tantric monks became clearer, making them feel powerless.

This is no longer a martial arts method, what do they use to resist?

In the end, the Tantric host bowed his head and said, "Amitabha, Chan Master Jueyuan has a deep understanding of Buddhism and is admired by poor monks. He also invited Chan Master to enter the temple for a talk. As for martial arts, I will ask my disciples to fetch it."

As soon as the voice fell, the other monks of the Tantric sect bowed their heads.

As for being strong, why?

Anyway, other Buddhist masters defeated them, they are all one family, and they don't have to fight to the death.

A day later, Jueyuan left the tantric sect. In addition to the fire foreman in his hand, he was accompanied by a tall gray-clothed monk, who was about twenty years old.

"Jinlun, when you come to the Central Plains with the Zen master, you must study hard. Whether you can make the Tantric Buddhism flourish again is up to you."

Jin Lun couldn't help feeling a lot of pressure when he thought of Master's exhortation before leaving.

Isn't this just letting him learn martial arts secretly?

However, the teacher's order was difficult to disobey, and he had to respond.