Martial Arts: the Text of the Cultivation Method of Immortal Cultivation is Deduced at the Beginning

　　And this means that spiritual energy does not exist away from the hustle and bustle, but only by relying on the earth veins, feng shui and other places to exist.

　　Generally speaking, feng shui treasures are very famous.

　　Therefore, there are many legends in the world that there are immortals, gods and ancient Buddhas in famous mountains and places, precisely because the spiritual energy is only found in these places.

　　"As a Taoist priest from ancient times, if you cooperate with magic medicine, you will definitely enter the famous mountain."

　　Chen Changsheng shook his head, feeling more fortunate in his heart.

　　If I hadn't worshipped Wudang Mountain, I would have been at home until now, and I found that I had no spiritual energy when I practiced...

　　Chen Changsheng didn't dare to imagine that embarrassing scene, and smiled lightly.

　　"It's just that the way of immortality goes backwards, the slower it goes, and more and more spiritual energy is needed, and the spiritual energy will run out sooner or later."

　　"Without the help of the medicine pill spirit array, it will be difficult to move forward."

　　"It's better to prepare early."

　　Chen Changsheng turned on the system while thinking about business.

　　Host: Chen Changsheng.

　　Age: 16

　　Lifespan: 60

　　Realm: Three layers of Qi practice

　　Technique: Pure Yang Qi Refining Technique

　　Martial arts: cotton palm, ladder cloud vertical

　　Deduction value: 600

　　(The deduction value requires deduction knowledge points. You can read martial arts books and change the luck to obtain deduction knowledge points.)

　　Chen Changsheng rested his chin with his hand, and Ruo Liuli's eyes were covered with a layer of deep thought.

　　Once he breaks through the fourth level of Qi training, it means that the Pure Yang Qi Qi Jue he deduced before has come to an end.

　　The exercises deduced before have only reached the fourth level of Qi training.

　　Whether he continues to practice or wants to deduce the formation path and the alchemy path, he must consume the deduction value.

　　But at this time, a problem appeared again. Compared with those century-old factions, the Wudang faction lacked sufficient background and there were not many martial arts secrets.

　　The deduction value that can be obtained by watching martial arts cheats is also getting less and less. If he wants to get the deduction value, he must consider how to obtain a large number of martial arts cheats.

　　"You can watch martial arts books and change your luck to gain deduction knowledge points."

　　Chen Changsheng suddenly noticed the prompt from the system, and was immediately thoughtful.

　　"What is luck? It's as small as an individual and as big as the imperial court.

　　If I could change myself, wouldn't that mean I could gain deduction value? "

　　Chen Changsheng's heart moved, and he suddenly had an idea.

　　He is now one step behind Zhang Sanfeng based on his physical body alone, and cannot be said to be at the top level in the arena.

　　And after using spiritual power to bless, the strength is far beyond the martial arts people, but the two fists are no match for the four hands.

　　In the face of the imperial court, it is natural to be invincible, but step by step, it is not easy to start with his current strength?

　　As of lately, there is nothing more accessible than the "Jiuyang Zhenjing".

　　The white ape in the valley has scriptures in its belly.

　　Zhang Wuji relied on Jiuyang Zhenjing's internal strength to achieve great success, so he didn't have too much luck!

　　More importantly, "Jiuyang Zhenjing" can not only change the luck, but also a magic secret, it is definitely the best choice for supplementing the deduction value.

　　Gotta get ready to go down the mountain.

　　And just when he thought so.

　　A ripple suddenly appeared in my heart, and my mind felt that there were several familiar breaths coming from outside the mountain gate, approaching here.

　　"Brother?"

　　……

　　"Meet the six uncles."

　　The disciples guarding the back mountain hurriedly stood up and bowed their heads.

　　"Qingwei, I heard that your uncle has not eaten a grain of rice for three months?"

　　Mo Shenggu's expression was a little irritable, and the whole person seemed to be in a mess.

　　The other five were not much better, their sweat-stained hair was sticking to their foreheads, and the hairpin on their heads was slanted to one side.

　　"Return to the uncle. Uncle Chen has indeed been sitting there motionless, not eating or drinking for three months in seclusion. But there is no serious problem. It was Uncle Chen who took the initiative to ask us not to deliver meals."

　　The disciple's eyes were filled with reverence.

　　These words made Song Yuanqiao and the other six heave a sigh of relief.

　　They went down the mountain for a year, and when they returned to Xiangyang Mansion, they heard about the younger brother Bigu March.

　　Even though he was dubious, he was still worried.

　　So rushed back.

　　Now listening to my disciple's words, I was worried and thought about another thing at the same time.

　　"After one month, it will be the master's birthday. I don't know if the younger brother will be able to leave the customs?"

　　Zhang Cuishan spoke in a low voice.

　　The other five also frowned.

　　"It doesn't matter, the younger brother should not be disturbed in retreat. If it is really too late, I believe that the master and the elderly will understand, so let's fill in the words for the younger brother first."

　　Song Yuanqiao held a painting in his hand, which he said would be the birthday gift of his master.

　　Before they came back, what they thought was to draw a single stroke and let Zhang Cuishan write poems and lyrics.

　　Now it seems that the younger brother can only fill in a poem like Yu Daiyan who has not returned.

　　Everyone just wanted to leave helplessly.

　　At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the minds of the six people at the same time:

　　"Six senior brothers, I'm out of the customs, come up."

　　The disciples guarding the mountain looked surprised, why did the bodies of the uncles suddenly froze?

　　Zhang Cuishan was stunned for a long time, but he suddenly looked around, but there was no one there.

　　Yin Liting, who was beside him, stumbled and said, "Just... how did that voice just... how did it appear in my mind?"

　　The expressions of Song Yuanqiao and the others were also extremely surprised.

　　"I see! This is definitely the technique of sound transmission."

　　Mo Shenggu's eyes flashed a few rays of light, as if he was holding a Zhizhu.

　　Did you know again?

　　Everyone rolled their eyes, but after careful consideration, it seemed to be true.

　　"It is rumored that a villain named Duan during the Northern Song Dynasty was good at using sound transmission to enter secrets, and helped Xuzhu, the master of the Lingvu Palace in his early years..."

　　Song Yuanqiao remembered the rumor and explained it to everyone.

　　It was only when a few people suddenly realized that they were shocked by the younger brother and also felt a lot of gratification in their hearts.

　　There is such an excellent little junior brother, how bright the face is when you say it!

　　"Wudang is booming."

　　Song Yuanqiao stroked his beard and laughed, taking a step forward.

　　"Let's go, I haven't seen you for a year. Today I can finally take a good look at our little junior brother."

　　Ps: The setting of this book is that there must be a feng shui treasure land to have aura, and the consumption of aura cannot be replenished.

　　Therefore, the aura will be absorbed sooner or later. For the protagonist, these auras are currently enough, but the latter is just a drop in the bucket.

　　Therefore, in the early stage of this book, after the protagonist's strength has been obtained, the spiritual energy will definitely recover later, and the world will be promoted.

　　Only in this way can the aura allow the protagonist to practice.

　　And after having the aura, what is expected is to invade the heavens and the world with the world.Of course, this also depends on the opinions of the readers.

　　In addition, the first day of this book was very bleak. I think the evaluation ticket flowers are too insignificant compared to the works of the same period. I hope everyone will support it.Awesome! ! .

Chapter 8

　　The edge of the cliff is full of moss.

　　The clouds were shrouded in mist, and the wind was fast and fast, and ordinary people did not dare to approach.Even those who have practiced martial arts do not dare to get too close, for fear that they will be hated for eternity.

　　However, there was a handsome young man standing on the moss, watching the clouds and mists on the cliff. The strong wind blew his Taoist robe, and it seemed that he would go home at any time.

　　It's just too risky.

　　The slippery autumn moss, the strong wind on the top of the mountain, one slip, and a person falls into a cliff of ten thousand feet and shatters his bones.

　　This young man was calm, and pointed like a sword. Every time he pointed, there was a wave of air breaking through the sky, like a clipper riding the wind and waves.

　　His figure is like a white crane dodging and moving on the moss on the edge of the cliff, as if walking on the ground.

　　After a while, he suddenly inhaled, and the surrounding clouds gathered towards his mouth, and he was actually sucked into his abdomen, and the surrounding area was clear and bright for hundreds of meters.

　　Then, he pressed his stomach with both hands, and the mixed breath roared out, making thunderous vibrations, straight into the sky, the mountains responded, and ten thousand birds flew together.

　　Practice to such a state, almost a fairy.

　　Song Yuanqiao, who had just stepped on the cliff, saw the six people's eyes straight. This kind of peerless style is really the only one they have ever seen in their lives.

　　Chen Changsheng calmed down and turned around slowly.