Starting from the other world, I joined the chat group at the same time

Under inexplicable circumstances, Lin Pingzhi had already made his choice.

Volume 12: Xia Lang's Various Time Travels: Chapter 11, . [Smiling Proudly] The Gradually Declining Martial Arts

Hengshan City, Qunyuyuan

The most famous place at the foot of Hengshan Sect is actually a brothel? What's even more interesting is that this brothel is even the hidden den of the Sun Moon Sect.

Therefore, the Five Mountains Sword Sect is really the weakest of the upright forces in Jin Yong's works. Regardless of how Zuo Lengchan planned to merge the five factions scattered across the Central Plains, even if they were combined, they would probably be killed by the Sun Moon Sect.

But these twists and turns have little to do with Xia Lang.

He came to this group of jade courtyards just to meet people.

At the window on the second floor of Qun Yu Yuan, a handsome young man with an ethereal appearance was staring out in a trance, and there were many brothel girls with rosy faces secretly watching him.

"Oh, Taohong~~~This gentleman is really handsome~~"

"Especially this temperament, it is really extraordinary, could it be that he is the son of some family?"

"No, hahahahahahaha, I feel like it's very similar to those Taoist priests~~~"

"Have you, little slut, ever received many Taoist priests?"

The voices of these prostitutes floated into Xia Lang's ears one by one, and although his expression remained calm, he felt inexplicably contented in his heart.

It is not shameful to be proud of one's appearance, but Xia Lang knows that being handsome is secondary. What is important is the sense of transcendence that Yue Quanhuai's cultivation over the past hundred years has given him.

After all, although this 'Moon-embracing Immortal' is an out-and-out villain in the game, his strength is indeed at the top level. Compared with those people in the low-level martial arts world, it is not an exaggeration to call him an 'immortal'.

After all - an ageless face, immortality, and the ability to shatter mountains with a wave of the hand, these factors combined would be more than enough to make him an immortal in ancient times!

So... should I start pretending to be an immortal? Just like Yue Quanhuai who couldn't wait to hold a moon-embracing ceremony for himself after becoming immortal?

Xia Lang inexplicably had such a strange idea. He couldn't tell whether it was the impression brought by Yue Quanhuai's panel, or the feeling of euphoria after he obtained this power.

But it doesn't matter.

Having power, he can choose not to do evil, but if he wants to act recklessly within the scope of his own wishes, he will never let any meaningless rules restrict himself.

Picking up the teacup and gently blowing away the tea leaves floating on the surface, Xia Lang suddenly smiled.

After causing another burst of excitement among the brothel girls, he felt even more pleased with his own thoughts.

What is the reason for helping Lin Pingzhi?

Taking his Sword Manual of Exorcism was one thing, but to be honest, Xia Lang could say that he didn't owe him anything.

Whether he has the Book of the Sword of Exorcism or not will not affect his invincible status in this world, and he can just memorize this thing and leave it where it is, and then let the 'plot' continue to develop.

But if that's the case, wouldn't it be a bit boring?

Moreover, Lin Pingzhi can be considered a good man who deserves pity. He was born into a wealthy family but he rarely showed chivalrous spirit. Yet, such a person ended up with a miserable end.

Wow, if he has the ability to help these poor people, it will make him happy~~~

But Xia Lang did not lie. He did not intend to waste time accompanying Lin Pingzhi as a babysitter - he would let him take revenge on his own, with his own strength.

By the way, let's just regard it as a small display of miracles by this "immortal" of his.

When the people arrived, Xia Lang did not wait any longer. He stood up, but disappeared without a trace in front of the brothel girls, leaving behind a trail of dust.

Amidst the sounds of ghosts, Xia Lang had already arrived at the second floor of Qun Yuyuan, which was also the 'main place' of this place.

Amid the blushing music of men and women making love, he pushed open the door in front of him without changing his expression.

Behind the door was a pretty little nun and a handsome young man lying half-dead on the bed.

"Who are you?"

The handsome young man, or rather Linghu Chong, looked at Xia Lang in doubt and his injured hand reached for the sword beside him.

"Linghu Chong, Yi Lin, and... a pervert."

Xia Lang chuckled and glanced at the room on the left. He raised his hand slightly and saw the wall of the wing room burst instantly. A sturdy man holding a long knife rushed in with a look of astonishment!

Along with this strong man came two young swordsmen from the Taishan School.

But the three of them were restrained by an invisible force, unable to move, and only the strong man could barely speak.

"Who are you? What kind of witchcraft is this?!"

He was so astonished that he said something he regretted. However, how could he know that Xia Lang would never let this guy go?

"Tian Boguang, um... you know, although rapists like you are not as bad as murderers, people like you are the most likely to cause others to be annoyed."

Xia Lang walked in front of Tian Boguang and looked at the flower thief jokingly. After all, the image of this guy in Jian Wang 3 is actually a relatively upright Wei Qiwu. As for him, a flower thief is bound to be disgusting.

"I have no grudge against you! Why don't you let me live? I, Tian Boguang, will definitely repay you!!!"

Feeling that his life and death were in the hands of others, Tian Boguang's breathing became rapid and he begged for mercy, but Xia Lang just looked at the man next to him.

"Everyone is here? It's really lively. I thought I would only see you guys at that ridiculous hand-washing meeting. Now that you're here, don't hide~~"

"Are you guys coming out on your own? Or are you waiting for me to invite you?"

In the space of two breaths, several figures were seen coming up from outside the house and downstairs. One after another, they were a middle-aged nun, a dwarf less than 1.5 meters tall, a middle-aged Taoist priest with an angry face, and a handsome middle-aged gentleman.

"Master?!"

Linghu Chong on the bed could not help but shout out. The middle-aged man who came in last was actually his master, Yue Buqun, the leader of the Huashan Sect!

But Yue Buqun had no intention of paying attention to this useless eldest disciple at the moment. Instead, he stared at Xia Lang in front of him, with turbulent waves in his heart.

——When did such a master appear in this world? !

Yue Buqun was not bragging. Although he had always been worried and afraid of Zuo Lengchan, he was more afraid of the power of the Songshan Sect rather than Zuo Lengchan's personal martial arts.

Speaking of martial arts, he, who had practiced Zixia Magical Art since childhood, was at most on par with Zuo Lengchan. But in this world, he, Yue Buqun, was already a top-level expert.

It can be said that he is a T1 goalkeeper. Above him are Ren Woxing, Dongfang Bubai, Chongxu, Fangzheng, and Feng Qingyang. Yue Buqun's inner strength is what he is most proud of.

Although the progress of Zixia Magical Skill was slow, it was indeed one of the very few methods of breathing and practicing Qi in this era when martial arts were beginning to decline. Therefore, Yue Buqun was the only master among these people who could feel the internal strength of others from a distance.

But he just happened to feel the powerful pressure from the young man's qi in front of him, which seemed to crush him to death!

This - even if he had been practicing since his mother's womb, he shouldn't have such a terrifying internal force!!!

Regardless of Yue Buqun's shock, the first person to speak was the hot-tempered Taoist priest.

"Who are you? Let me go!"

"Hmm? Are you the Taoist Tiansong from Mount Tai?" Xia Lang focused his attention on this grumpy old Taoist and asked with interest.

"I heard that your Taishan sect has a sword technique called Daizong. It's very powerful. Why don't you show it to me? It can be regarded as a reward for saving your disciple."

Xia Lang really didn't have much ill intention, he just said it casually. After all, saving someone else's disciple at the cost of watching someone perform a sword move seemed to be a very reasonable request.

But he forgot that in this age where sectarianism is extremely serious, asking to see the unique skills of another sect is quite provocative.

What's more, his attitude was so frivolous. How could the hot-tempered Taoist Tiansong Rong tolerate this?

"You are full of empty words, but you don't know what you are talking about! If you don't let my disciple go, I will take action!!!"

The hot-tempered Tiansong immediately drew his sword, and in the blink of an eye he crossed a distance of ten meters and stabbed towards Xia Lang's arm with a move called "Junling Crossing the Sky"!

It was obvious that he had no intention of killing anyone, but just wanted to force Xia Lang to dodge. But the sword was blocked by a finger in mid-air!!!

"This is impossible!!!"

The first person to shout "Impossible" in the crowd was Linghu Chong! He stared with wide eyes at Taoist Tiansong's sword that could pierce through rocks and split clouds, but it was so easily blocked by a single finger!

For him, who has practiced sword and loved sword since he was a child, this way of dealing with sword moves is simply a test of his worldview!

Tian Song was equally incredulous. He felt that the sword he thrust out could not penetrate, as if it was being pulled by an invisible force.

"You are a demon, what kind of magic do you use?!"

"Witchcraft, witchcraft, this martial arts world is really getting worse with each generation." Xia Lang felt the internal force coming from the sword tip, and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed in disappointment.

This "Swordsman" is about to reach the "End of Dharma Era" in Jin Yong's martial arts novels. In the timeline that goes on, whether it is "The Untold Story" or "The Sword Stained with Royal Blood", or "The Snow Mountain Flying Fox" and the most end of Dharma "The Deer and the Cauldron", it can be seen that each generation is inferior to the previous one.

If we move forward, apart from the evil Dog Brother's "Xia Ke Xing", even in the era of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, martial arts masters would not be surprised by the ability to control swords with Qi.

Going further back, in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes and The Legend of the Condor Heroes, martial arts such as Huang Lao Xie's Song of the Rising Tide of the Blue Sea or the Soul-Captivating Technique in the Nine Yin Scriptures would probably be exclaimed as evil magic by these so-called martial arts masters in this era.

Not to mention the Child-like Fairy of Tianshan in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, who had already surpassed the concept of science. It can only be said that each generation is worse than the previous one.

Thinking of this, Xia Lang felt a strong sense of boredom.

He really wanted to absorb the inner strength of some masters to solve the problem of Garuda magic in his body - but were the abilities of these useless masters really enough for him to absorb?

Taoist Tiansong is the junior brother of Taoist Tianmen, the leader of Taishan Sect. His internal strength should be at the top three or even the top two in Taishan Sect. However, in Xia Lang's opinion, the internal strength of this guy is barely enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.

In today's martial arts world, among the Five Mountains Sword Sect, Sun and Moon Sect, Shaolin and Wudang, as well as the declining Kongtong and Emei sects, it is difficult to count more than ten thousand masters with internal strength. Based on the level of one-third of Tiansong per capita, even if they eat it all, they can barely fill their stomachs!

Moreover, his Garuda magic skill does not absorb the opponent's power indiscriminately. The main thing is that as the power is digested, it will inherit the opponent's meridian operation to devour the opponent's martial arts memory.

Just like the bandit leader who knew the Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword and whom Xia Lang absorbed on the mountain, he was too lazy to deal with it so he simply threw away the opponent's rubbish martial arts and most of his internal energy. If he swallowed them one by one, not to mention being able to fill his stomach and solve the problem, dealing with them would be troublesome enough.

Thinking of this, Xia Lang really felt like he had no energy left. He sighed and flicked his fingers, causing Tiansong to fly backwards.

He focused his eyes on Tian Boguang in front of him, then slowly clenched his right hand and said lightly

"Forget it, forget it. Those youngsters who can't bring themselves to eat don't care. Someone like you can barely be considered a snack from me."

Tian Boguang’s eyes widened, and then he screamed and wailed!

Skirt~

Volume 13: Xia Lang's Various Transmigrations: Chapter 12 . [Smiling Ao] Absorbing All Inner Strength

"Quack!!!"

As Xia Lang clenched his palms, the Garuda Magic Skill he activated instantly invaded Tian Boguang's limbs and bones, and then sucked all the internal energy stored in his Dantian and all the acupuncture points in the whole body to Xia Lang!!!

This process is undoubtedly extremely painful, because the Garuda magic skill is not as "gentle" as the Star Absorbing Art or the Beiming Magic Skill!

Internal force? What is internal force? It is the true essence, the energy, and its source is not just one place, but no matter in which martial arts world, this martial arts energy must have a part of its own life!

Practicing martial arts, strengthening muscles and bones, among the many martial arts sects and independent people running around the world, how many of them really know the so-called internal power?

But they still have internal strength. Why? Because a large part of the internal strength comes from the person himself!

It is not only those who practice internal skills who have internal strength. In fact, those masters of external skills such as the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt can also stimulate the strength of the body by strengthening their muscles and bones and constantly tempering their bodies, and at the same time gain the so-called internal strength!

However, this kind of internal force will not be stored in the Dantian or acupoints. Instead, the warrior will allow this force to penetrate the body through training, strengthening the meridians, bones and even muscles.

Otherwise, do you think that humans, a carbon-based creature, can use their bodies to withstand the force of steel simply through training?

This is also the difference between the so-called external and internal skills, and also the biggest difference in the concept of the Huashan School's sword energy dispute. As for which one is stronger? It just depends on the person.

Anyway, the masters who make it big are basically those who have mastered both.

The difference between the so-called internal and external power masters is that the latter can not only use internal force to strengthen themselves, but also store the excess internal force for use, and can absorb "qi" from other directions other than their own. The simple breathing and returning to the origin is an invaluable knowledge in this era.

Why did Xia Lang say that the Sword Manual of Exorcism was a rare skill in this era? Because it was just like the Purple Cloud Divine Art, it was a rare skill in this declining martial arts world that could directly contact the external Qi and absorb it for its own use.

As for people like Tian Boguang, who is known as "Walking Alone for Thousands of Miles", this is naturally a result of his own hard work. He is able to fight against the leader of the Qingcheng Sect and is a rare master in the martial arts world.

But this guy's background was not good. The Wild Wind Sword Technique and Thirteen Styles of Flying Sand and Rolling Stones that he practiced were the most standard external skills. On the contrary, the Positive and Negative Three-fold Clouds, which was his light skill, had a bit of internal skill orientation.

However, after making a name for himself, this guy would naturally collect some internal skills to store his internal energy for future use. Unfortunately, when he had the ability to rob other sects of their internal skills, not to mention the quality of what he robbed, he was no longer suitable for cultivation at his age.

Both external and internal skills are best practiced in childhood, because the former allows the body to adapt to the strengthening and filling of internal power as it grows, while the latter adapts to the surge of internal power before the meridians are shaped, which can strengthen the meridians and Dantian to transport and store more internal power.

Therefore, the quality of Tian Boguang's internal force is not only inferior to Tiansong, but I'm afraid he is even far inferior to Linghu Chong.

But fortunately, Xia Lang’s Garuda magic power... is not picky.

This martial art, which comes from a world of medium martial arts and low fantasy, is not as gentle as Jin Yong's martial arts. Its intention is completely in line with the gluttonous nature of the Garuda bird - as long as it is internal force, I want it!

The silver-blue light gathered towards Xia Lang's dantian, and the silver-blue gas mass was almost visualized, forming a dazzling vortex!

After Tian Boguang's internal energy in Dantian was sucked out in an instant, the following scene became particularly horrifying as Tian Boguang wailed.

The swollen flesh and blood of Tian Boguang, a tall and strong man, shrank like a deflated ball. His wailing and pain became more and more intense, but his body became extremely weak.

Then, the part of him that had been drained began to spontaneously combust. The meridians and flesh that had been forcibly drained of all the internal strength by the Garuda Divine Art's withering and flourishing energy actually began to burn.

Tian Boguang experienced extreme pain before his death.

First, there was the intense emptiness and hunger caused by the Dantian meridian being drained, followed by the limbs being cut into pieces as all the flesh and blood were drained out, and finally, there was the excruciating pain as the body was ignited by the two energies of withering and flourishing.

In a short period of time, he experienced the tortures of full-body bleeding, slow slicing, and burning at the stake. All these pains were compressed into just ten seconds, which can be said to be a real purgatory on earth!