Song Qingshu pushed aside the vines and moss on the rock wall and saw words carved on them.

"The legacy of Dugu Qiubai is indeed left on this rock wall! I just don't know if it was left by him himself or by Yang Guo..."

But there is no need to go into details. These two people can be regarded as benefactors to Song Qingshu. If he is lucky enough to meet each other in the future, he must repay his kindness.

Song Qingshu thought, he had already pulled out the Qingfeng Sword, and moved the sword at will. He only heard a few "swish, swish, swish" sounds, and all the weeds around him were cut to the ground.

Looking from the far left, what is engraved is not words, but a bunch of horizontal symbols of different lengths.

"Is this Yao?"

Song Qingshu was really grateful that Song Yuanqiao had forced him to go to school for three years and learn some scriptures from Mr. Taoism in Wudang Academy, otherwise he would have been completely blinded by these horizontal talismans in front of him!

"It's true that when the book is put to use, you will regret it less!" Song Qingshu sighed with emotion, then sat on the ground, looked at the lines on the wall, and began to understand and analyze.

"The long ones are Yang Yao, and the short ones are Yin Yao. If it shakes up and down, it is Gui Mei, which is the sign of evil. When the stem goes up and shakes down, it is Wuwu. Yuan Henry is pure, and the thunder from the sky is Wuwu, and there is no Wuwang. ....."

Song Qingshu looked up at the stone wall for a while, rolled his eyes for a while and pinched his fingers to tell fortunes. After half an hour, he deciphered all the lines on the stone wall.

"Returning to younger sisters tends to Wuwu, Wuwu tends to be the same person, and the same people tend to be great. A turns to C, B turns to Geng, Geng turns to Gui, the friendship between Zi and Chou, the friendship between Chen and Si, the friendship between Wuwei. Wind and thunder are a change, mountains and rivers It is a change, water and fire are a change. Qian and Kun stimulate each other, shock and opposition stimulate each other, Li and Xun stimulate each other, the increase of three becomes five, and the increase of five becomes nine..."

Isn’t this the formula of Dugu Nine Swords!

Song Qingshu recited it silently twice, and felt more and more that it was subtle and mysterious. As for the subtlety and mystery, he couldn't explain it. In short, there is nothing wrong with memorizing it first.

He scratched his head and looked at the moments after the text, hoping to give himself some inspiration. But Song Qingshu discovered that the following stone carvings were no longer text content, but were all pictures!

There are nine paintings in total, depicting little people in nine different poses.

Except for the figure in the first picture who is meditating, the postures in the next eight pictures are all very weird. They don't look like they are gesturing on any exercises, but more like they are doing fancy gymnastics exercises from later generations.

"Could this be the Dugu Nine Swords? But this is..." Song Qingshu twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the nine murals from beginning to end, and then from end to end, but he couldn't see anything.

After walking around and thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a reason. Song Qingshu simply imitated the appearance of the little man in the first picture and began to meditate and adjust his breathing on the ground.

While closing his eyes to rest his mind, Song Qingshu thought of the various mysteries of the Dugu Nine Swords written in the book.

"The Dugu Nine Swords are not limited to swordsmanship and moves. There are no moves that are important, but there are moves to win... Each of these villains must have hidden secrets. Their movements are not too difficult to do, but ordinary people may not be able to do them. I would never have thought of these weird moves, and it seems unrealistic to put them into actual combat."

The more Song Qingshu thought about it, the weirder he felt. The postures of the eight villains at the back, if they were holding swords in their hands, could win by surprise, but it would also expose all their flaws. If your opponent avoids your strange moves, how can you defend yourself?

By the way, defense!

Song Qingshu suddenly caught a flash of inspiration. Dugu Nine Swords seems to be a sword technique that only attacks but does not defend. If all your moves are offensive, and the opponent only cares about defense, how can they counterattack you?

As the saying goes, the best defense is offense! No wonder the so-called Dugu Nine Swords only advance but never retreat!

After thinking about this, Song Qingshu looked at the picture on the wall again, and saw that the nine little figures were all "dancing"! There were nine different postures, but when combined, there were ninety-nine and eighty-one changes! Each of the little figures started to "dance"!

People came to life from the rock wall, and turned into sword intent pouring into Song Qingshu's mind.

Song Qingshu sat cross-legged and meditated, with his eyes closed, and a miniature version of himself appeared in his mind, learning how to dance swords with these villains, he was so crazy that he didn't know how many years had passed.

When Song Qingshu opened his eyes, he found that it was already night, and there was no one visible outside the cave. Only a glimmer of moonlight on the high platform in the center could see anyone.

"Gurgling", but I haven't eaten for a long time, and my stomach is starting to feel upset.

Song Qingshu picked a few wild fruits growing on the vines to eat, which were extremely bitter and not full. These wild fruits were like clear soup with little water, and could not replenish his physical strength at all.

At this time, he thought of the huge gall and quickly found it.

The dark purple gall as big as a fist is extremely smelly, but under the moonlight, you can see traces of dark golden energy flowing on it.

"So abundant!" Song Qingshu sighed.

Correspondingly, the stench of this gall was unparalleled. Even though Song Qingshu had eaten a lot of snake gall, he still felt a little nauseous.

The snake gallbladder felt extremely hard, like stone. Song Qingshu couldn't cut it open with a dagger, so he had to take out his Qingfeng sword.

With a slight cut of the Qingfeng sword, the gall cracked open, and the dark bile flowed out. Song Qingshu took a lick.

In addition to the stench and nausea, a warm current flowed down the throat and into the stomach.

Song Qingshu raised his head, squeezed the entire snake gall bladder into his mouth, resisted the urge to vomit, and swallowed it forcefully.

After a while, he felt hot all over his body, and his pubic area was swollen fiercely.

In the past, his Dantian was empty, but now he felt full and even about to overflow.

"Isn't it because the energy of the snake gallbladder is too abundant and it is all stored in the Dantian?" Song Qingshu thought something bad.

His main meridians were burned, and he could no longer use his internal energy. The internal energy could only be slowly channeled through the small meridians.

He underestimated the energy contained in this snake gallbladder and drank it all at once. The huge energy was blocked in his Dantian. If it was not channeled to all parts of the body in time, his Dantian would probably burst!

"You're really seeking death!" Song Qingshu scolded himself, but there was nothing he could do.

After hesitating for a while, he picked up the Qingfeng Sword and began to practice the sword technique he had just learned.

He made various weird postures on the high platform, but the swelling in his Dantian made him unable to dance the sword normally. After finishing the nine-move sword technique, he actually felt that his Dantian area seemed to be a little better.

Without thinking too much, he performed another variation of the sword technique, this time it was the Nine-nine and Eighty-One style! He performed this sword technique according to the impression in his mind. The more he practiced, the more familiar it became. It actually gave him the illusion of a past life.

"In my last life, I only read books and watched TV. I never really learned anything. I'm afraid it was an illusion!" Song Qingshu put away his sword and thought, it turned out that in just a moment, all three hundred and sixty moves had been executed!

Focusing on his sword moves, Song Qingshu discovered that his Dantian had stopped rising. He only felt that his whole body was full of power, which felt like he had internal strength.

"Is this what inner strength feels like?"

Song Qingshu thought incredulously.

"Master Tai said that my body's main meridians were burned, so I couldn't let the true energy and internal energy flow smoothly. But taking the treasures of heaven, materials and earth seems to be useful."

He remembered that there were many heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the book that could increase one's skill. This so-called increase in skill should be the reserve of internal strength and true energy!

"I don't know how much this snake gall can increase my skill. Even if it only lasts for a few years, I will be satisfied!"

With the inner strength, Song Qingshu can perform Wudang's unique Qinggong Tiyunzong! He has always known Tiyunzong's mental method, and has also practiced his body skills secretly. However, due to the lack of internal strength support, the two or three meters high

I can only pedal and climb everywhere.

"Drink!" Song Qingshu exerted his strength with his feet and used the Wudang Ladder to fly up and step on the rock wall. After a few steps, he reached the pine trees between the cliffs. However, he had no strength to go up any further. And this place was far from the entrance of the cave.

There are still more than ten meters.

After resting for a while, Song Qingshu climbed down the rock wall again.

"If what Grand Master said is true and my main meridians have been burned, how did I disperse the huge energy in my Dantian to all parts of my body just now?"

Song Qingshu remembered the state he was in when he was practicing swordplay just now, as if he was another person.

"Perhaps Senior Dugu's swordsmanship has its own secrets!" Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu could only attribute it to Dugu's Nine Swords.
Chapter completed!