The heavens: pushing across all realms

Feng Ji chuckled and approached the jade statue.

But he saw that the jade statue was the size of an ordinary person, with looming skin texture, and its eyes were made of a pair of obsidian inlays.

Feng Ji looked at her, and she seemed to be looking at Feng Ji too.

Feng Ji turned around, and her eyes seemed to also change direction, looking at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji couldn't help stroking his palms and praising: "What a great Wu Yazi. This carving skill is truly at its peak."

Now he took a closer look, but he didn't know what the texture of the jade statue was. There was a trace of blush in the white skin, like a shy girl.

The hair on her head is also made of real human hair and draped over her head.

At first glance, it looks like a real person.

No wonder Duan Yu is obsessed with her and regards her as a deity. Such a beautiful and lifelike person makes people feel in awe.

Feng Ji looked at it for a while, then came back to his senses, smiled and lowered his head, looking at the two futons on the ground.

He knelt down and looked at the soles of the jade statue. On the right foot, embroidered with the words "Kowtow a thousand times, for my encouragement", he looked at the left foot. On the right foot, embroidered with the words "Obey my life, you will never regret it." .

These sixteen characters are smaller than a fly's head. The shoes are lake green, and the sixteen characters are embroidered with green thin silk. They are only slightly darker than the background color. The light and shadow in the stone chamber are hazy. If you don't look closely, you will never be able to see them.

Feng Ji sneered: "Li Qiu Shui, Li Qiu Shui, you are so powerful, why don't you kill Xiaoyao disciples yourself and leave opportunities for future generations."

At that moment, he tore open the futon and dug out a silk bag. Inside the silk bag was a folded piece of white silk.

As expected, the white silk was embroidered with the Beiming Magical Map and the Lingbo Weibu Map.

There was a paragraph written on the top, and Feng Ji started to read it.

"Since you have kowtowed a thousand times, you should be encouraged by me and you will have no regrets in your life."

"This volume is the essence of my Xiaoyao sect's martial arts. You must practice it carefully once every day at Mao, Wu and You three o'clock. If you are a little lazy, I will frown and feel sad."

"Now that your magical skills are complete, you can go to the blessed land of Langhuan and read all the classics. All the martial arts masters from all sects in the world are gathered here, and they will all be at your disposal."

"If you encourage me, I will go down the mountain after learning, and kill all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect for me. If I omit one thing, I will be filled with hatred in heaven and on earth."

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows and was about to continue reading when a question suddenly popped up.

"Li Qiushui is still alive, and her martial arts is considered to be the best in the world. Why should she leave opportunities for future generations?"

"She can't kill Xiaoyao sect disciples herself?"

"Or is she afraid that she won't be able to kill him cleanly, so she kept this technique?"

Feng Ji was confused. Li Qiushui was not a good person. In the original work, the description of him was always negative. Would such a person be kind enough to leave opportunities for future generations?

Unable to figure it out, Feng Ji simply continued to look at the technique.

But I saw the four characters "Bei Ming Sheng Gong" written on the first line below.

At the back is written a general outline of the Beiming Divine Skill.

Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou" says: "To the north of Qiongfa there is a place called Minghai, which is called Tianchi." There is Yuyan, which is thousands of miles wide, but no one knows how to cultivate it. ’

He also said: "Moreover, if the accumulation of water is not thick, it will not be able to carry a large boat." Put a cup of water on the col hall, and the boat will be made of mustard; if you place the cup on top, it will be glued. The water is shallow and the boat is big. ’

Therefore, the first priority of our martial arts is to accumulate internal strength. Since my inner strength is strong, I can use all the martial arts in the world, just like the Northern Ming Dynasty, I can carry all the big and small boats, no matter how big or small the fish is.

Therefore, internal strength is the basis and tricks are the end. The following pictures must be studied carefully.

Look at the pattern below again, and you will see patterns of beautiful women’s naked bodies.

The beauty's face is exactly the same as that of the jade statue. It is exactly the appearance of Li Qiushui himself.

Feng Ji became confused again: "Is this woman a natural slut? Why do you want to use a naked woman like yourself as a pattern to teach future generations? This method is a bit deliberately to lure future generations to watch the exercises."

Feng Ji narrowed his eyes, and he felt something was wrong.

Now I looked carefully at the meridians marked on the fruit pattern.

I saw a thin green line starting from the left shoulder, running horizontally to the bottom of the neck, and running diagonally to the right breast. It goes to the armpit, extends to the right arm, passes through the wrist and ends at the thumb of the right hand.

The other green line extends downward from the neck, through the belly and abdomen, and ends a few minutes away from the navel.

Feng Ji carefully scanned these meridians and routes. He did not practice immediately, but took note of them and continued reading.

Beiming's magical system draws the inner strength of the world and makes it mine. The great water in the North Ming Dynasty cannot arise by itself.

As the saying goes: Hundreds of rivers merge into the sea, and the water of the sea is obtained by containing hundreds of rivers.

The vast ocean is flooding and gathering.

This ‘Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian’ is the first lesson of Beiming Divine Skill.

"This is the first route of the Beiming Magic to absorb people's internal energy. The Taiyin Lung Meridian of the Hand."

Feng Ji was thoughtful, what follows is the detailed training method of this skill.

He skipped it for the time being, then read the rest of the text and wrote again.

People in the world all practice kung fu from Yunmen to Shao Shang. I, the Xiaoyao sect, do the opposite. I come from Shao Shang to Yunmen. When my thumbs are connected to others, the inner energy enters my body and is stored in Yunmen and others. hole.

However, if the enemy's internal strength is stronger than mine, then the sea water will pour back into the river, which is extremely dangerous, so be careful, be careful.

The side branch of this sect has not yet glimpsed the main road, but can only neutralize the enemy's internal strength, and cannot use it for my own use. It is like taking a thousand pieces of gold and then throwing it to the ground, and violently destroying the treasures, which is extremely embarrassing.

…

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows: "Is this talking about Ding Chunqiu's method of transforming energy?"

Feng Ji looked at this Beiming Divine Art, and the more he read it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Taoist exercises are serious exercises. How can there be such an evil idea that absorbs people's inner strength?"

He recalled that in the original plot, Wu Yazi also possessed the Beiming Divine Skill, but if he had used this skill to absorb the internal energy of others, he would have been the best in the world. How could he be attacked by Ding Chunqiu and Li Qiushui?

What does this mean?

This shows that Wu Yazi definitely did not take such a shortcut, and relied entirely on his own inner strength to practice little by little.

Thinking of this, Feng Ji's heart moved slightly.

"By the way, Ding Chunqiu and Li Qiu Shui are in love. Li Qiu Shui even passed on the "Small Wuxiang Gong" to Ding Chunqiu, but he didn't give him the "Beiming Divine Gong"?"

"If it was passed down, then why did Ding Chunqiu practice the "Hua Gong Dafa" instead of the Beiming Divine Technique?"

Feng Ji couldn't figure it out, he just felt that this Beiming Magic Art was full of weirdness everywhere.

He kept it in mind and did not practice, but continued to look at the "Lingbo Weibu" picture below.

On this set of steps, a large number of meridians and acupuncture points are indicated. In addition, there are also various step directions arranged according to the eight, eight and sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes.

At the end, it is also noted that "when encountering a strong enemy suddenly, use this to protect yourself, build up your internal strength, and then take the enemy's life." ’

Feng Ji read this set of footwork carefully and nodded slightly in his heart.

"This set of footwork is a method of practicing internal strength through movement."

"Not only does running not consume internal energy, but it slowly accumulates internal energy. It is actually the right way."

Feng Ji still did not practice.

There is obviously something wrong with the "Beiming Divine Art", and I don't know if there is anything wrong with this "Lingbo Weibu".

Before finding the true inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect, Feng Ji would never practice rashly.

He immediately put away his technique, turned around and began to scan the cave hall.

However, I saw that there was indeed a stone hall of [Langhuan Paradise] not far away. There were rows of bookshelves inside, but they were already empty.

"The books here must have been transported to Suzhou by Li Qingluo."

Feng Ji searched around to confirm that nothing was missing, then turned around and left the cave.

Zuo Zimu and others were waiting anxiously at the door.

Seeing Feng Ji coming out, Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing suddenly became excited.

Xin Shuangqing couldn't help but ask: "Sect Master, have you discovered the immortal inheritance?"

Feng Ji glanced at the two of them and said: "The building has been empty for a long time. There should have been two peerless masters living inside before. The immortal shadows you see are just the projections of them practicing."

Seeing that the two of them looked a little suspicious, Feng Ji said lightly: "If you don't believe me, just go in and have a look."

The two were immediately overjoyed and ran in immediately.

After a while, they all walked out dejectedly.

Naturally, they could tell that no one had lived in it for a long time and there was dust everywhere.

"Report - Sect Master, something bad has happened. People from the Shennong Gang have sent a message. They have blocked our way down the mountain."

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows and saw the disciple handing him a box.

Feng Ji looked at Zuo Zimu and asked, "What does the Shennong Gang do? Have they made enemies with you?"

Zuo Zimu quickly said: "Report to the leader, Sikong Xuan, the leader of the Shennong Gang, once wanted to go into the back mountain of Wuliang Mountain to pick a medicinal material called 'Tongtiancao', but the back mountain is where the Wuliang Jade Biscuit is. How can we let them come in easily?"

"So we rejected their request, and the gap was sealed. Now they suddenly launched an attack, but they don't know how many people they have."

With that said, he went to take the box, stretched out his hand to open the box, and saw that there was indeed a letter inside.

Just as he was about to get it, his eyes flashed suddenly, he stopped, handed the entire box to Feng Ji, and said with a smile: "The sect leader opens it personally."

Feng Ji glanced at Zuo Zimu and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Are you sure?"

Zuo Zimu's heart skipped a beat and he said quickly: "Suddenly, I remembered that the Shennong Gang is good at using poison, so I'm afraid this letter might be poisonous."

Feng Ji looked at him coldly, which scared Zuo Zimu to the point where he was covered in cold sweat and his heart was pounding.

Xin Shuangqing and Rong Ziju, who were on the side, were also secretly frightened. They could naturally see that Zuo Zimu had just asked Feng Ji to get the letter himself, and he was afraid that he had no good intentions.

Feng Ji sneered, took out the envelope and said calmly: "It's just a little poison that won't hurt me, but your little thoughts made me sad."

Zuo Zimu was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and cried quickly: "Disciple knows that he is wrong. Disciple knows that he is wrong. Please forgive me, Master."

Feng Ji shook the letter, and sure enough, there was powdery poison flying out of it.

Unfortunately, he was blown away by the body-protecting aura before he even got close to Feng Ji.

He glanced at the letter and saw that it was completely blank. Sure enough, it was just for poisoning.

At that moment, he said calmly: "Go and capture Sikong Xuan and atone for your sins."

Zuo Zimu was overjoyed and kowtowed quickly to thank him.

At that moment, Feng Ji waved his hand, jumped up, and flew towards Jinghu Palace.

Zuo Zimu then wiped his cold sweat and stood up.

Rong Zijou hurriedly walked over and whispered: "Senior brother, you are too bold. You don't know what he is capable of?"

Xin Shuangqing also looked on with cold eyes and said: "Senior Brother Zuo, it's better not to show off your little thoughts in front of the sect master, otherwise sooner or later, you will follow in the footsteps of that young master."

At that moment, Xin Shuangqing took the Xizong disciples and left here.

Zuo Zimu's face turned green and white for a while.

Finally, he sighed: "Xin Shuangqing seems to be completely convinced by that man. Alas, our Wuliang Sword Sect has completely changed hands."

Rong Zijui couldn't help but look around, and suddenly whispered: "Brother, there is something I dare not say."

Zuo Zimu looked at Rong Ziju: "What's the matter?"

"Your disciple Qian Guanghao eloped with Xizong's female disciple Ge Guangpei and fled."

"What? They are so brave!" Zuo Zimu was instantly furious.

However, Rong Ziju was not anxious, but looked at Zuo Zimu quietly.

Zuo Zimu was about to ask when he suddenly saw the look in Rong Ziju's eyes. He was startled. His thoughts suddenly changed and he immediately understood what Rong Ziju meant by these words.

He immediately began to ponder: "You mean we also leave secretly?"

Rong Zijou looked around and then nodded slightly: "This devil kills people frequently. He doesn't know where he comes from. He pretends to be a disciple of the Beizong and takes over our Wuliang Mountain. Following him will never end well. It's better to leave. , as long as we people are still here, where is the Infinite Sword Sect?"

Zuo Zimu couldn't help but feel greatly moved, and said to himself: "Come on, what Junior Brother Rong said is so right."

He was about to agree, but suddenly his heart moved again, and he couldn't help but said: "The people from the Shennong Gang blocked our way, what should we do?"

But Rong Zijue laughed: "Isn't it because the Shennong Gang is blocking us this time because of the herbs from the back mountain?"

"We have to leave Wuliang Mountain, why should we care about the herbs here?"

"Why don't we just go down the mountain and tell that guy Sikong Xuan that they can pick whatever they want from Wuliang Mountain and lure him to deal with the devil while we take the opportunity to escape."

"When we reach the top of the world, we will investigate the details of this devil and then invite experts from the world to deal with him."

Zuo Zimu couldn't help but be overjoyed and said, "This method is wonderful!"

He looked at the Wuliang Jade and said: "We have been guarding this poor place for decades without a place to live. Unexpectedly, our joy is in vain... Wait!"

He suddenly rolled his eyes: "Who said joy is in vain?"

Rong Ziju was stunned and looked at Zuo Zimu: "Brother, what do you mean?"

Zuo Zimu suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and whispered: "Junior brother, do you think there really is no magical secret book in this cave of Infinite Jade Bis?"

"Looking at the accumulation of dust in this cave, I'm afraid there is none."

"Hey, that guy went in alone. He said he didn't have it, so he didn't have it? Maybe he took it away?"

"Senior brother, what do you mean?"

"After we escaped, we told the outside world that this person had obtained the secret book of magical skills in my Wuliang Mountain jade. Then he would use it to benefit and invite heroes from all over the world to come and deal with this guy. I don't believe it and can't kill him! "

Zuo Zimu's words made Rong Ziju immediately clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Come on, senior brother, this plan is even more wonderful."

Zuo Zimu also laughed.

The two men immediately led their disciples, pretended to have received Feng Ji's order, and quickly went down the mountain to meet the Shennong Gang.

Feng Ji returned to Jinghu Palace at this time and couldn't help but smile when he saw Zhong Ling playing with Diao'er in Jinghu Palace.

"Brother Feng Ji, you are back. How are you? Did you find any immeasurable jade?" She happily ran to Feng Ji.

In the past half month of getting along, her affection for Feng Ji has grown day by day, and she really thinks of herself as his little wife.

Feng Ji pinched her round face and said, "I found it. Can I take you over to have a look?"

"Yeah."

Zhong Ling was overjoyed and felt a novel sense of adventure.

Feng Ji was not in a hurry to study Xiaoyao sect martial arts at the moment, and took Zhong Ling back to the Wuliang Jade Bi.

The scenery here is beautiful, with lakes and mountains, very charming.

Zhong Ling fell in love with this place right away, especially the lake, which was like a huge amber. The water was blue and beautiful.

The two jade stones, which are as smooth as mirrors, make people marvel at the uncanny craftsmanship of nature.

"Wow, is this the Infinite Jade? Isn't it so beautiful?"

"Look, this jade is too smooth."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "There is something even more magical. Come with me."

He took Zhong Ling to the cave where Wu Yazi and Li Qiushi lived in seclusion.

Entering the cave, Zhong Ling was even more delighted.

"This place is so secretive, Brother Feng, this will be our secret base from now on, okay?"

After all, she is still a child at heart, and she even has such a novel idea as a secret base.

This is also related to the environment where her family lives. She lives in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, but the entrance is in an extremely hidden tree hole.

This made Zhong Ling extremely curious about these strange and hidden places since he was a child.

Just like most children, they like to drill holes, drill into paper boxes, and build secret castles.

Zhong Ling is naturally no exception.

Feng Ji felt that she was really cute, innocent and playful.

"Hey, there is a jade statue here."

Suddenly Zhong Ling saw the jade statue of Li Qiushui and was immediately surprised.

Feng Ji smiled and said: "This is what the original owner left behind. The immortal of the immeasurable jade is the figure of the owner here, projected on the jade."

When Zhong Ling heard this, he felt extremely magical.

At that moment, he couldn't help but said innocently: "Brother Feng, when we live here from now on, won't people outside also be able to see our shadow? Oh, then don't they think we are gods?"

Feng Ji couldn't help but laugh, pinched her little face and said, "You are originally a fairy descended to earth, otherwise how could you be so cute?"

Zhong Lingtong's pretty face turned red and he was very shy.

"You...do you think I'm pretty?"

"certainly."

"Then am I more beautiful, or is this jade statue more beautiful?"

Feng Ji chuckled: "Of course it's you."

Zhong Ling's face was full of joy, but she turned around and looked at the jade statue again, and felt that the jade statue was as beautiful as a fairy, not like a mortal.

He couldn't help but feel a little unconfident, and said: "I think this jade statue is more beautiful than me. Do you think the people who live here are really gods?"

After saying this, she suddenly wrinkled her little face again, worried in her heart, and thought to herself: "Brother Feng and I are running wild in the cave, the gods won't blame us, right? If they just blame me, that's it, but You must not blame Brother Feng."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "If they are gods, I will be the Taoist ancestor."

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhong Ling quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he would talk nonsense and offend the gods.

It's just that she was a little short, so she stood on tiptoes and stretched out her little hands, so she could barely reach Feng Ji's mouth.

Feng Ji only felt that her slender fingers were as white as green onions, slender and smooth.

I couldn't help but hold it in my mouth subconsciously.

Zhong Lingtong's delicate body trembled violently, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he hurriedly took out his fingers.

"You...what are you doing?"

Feng Ji laughed loudly and reached out to hug her.

But at this moment, Xin Shuangqing's panicked shouting came from outside.

"Sect Master, it's bad, the Shennong Gang has attacked Jinghu Palace!"