Chapter four hundred and seventy third transmission
Murong Fu silently wrote down this formula, preparing to understand it slowly after returning home.
"My master has taught you the formula. How much you can understand it depends on you." Wu Yazi said.
"Yes, Master, I wonder what method Master said to solve the disciple's internal troubles?" Murong Fu asked.
Wu Yazi remained silent, looking at Murong Fu intently, until he felt like his heart was beating, and then he said leisurely: "You must do the two things you promised to be my teacher. You must make a serious decision."
oath!"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, feeling a little strange, but he could not tolerate any hesitation at this time. He immediately swore to the sky, "Even if my disciple Murong Fu is shattered to pieces, he will still complete what the master told me, otherwise there will be thunder."
If you split it, you will fall into the Abi Hell after death and never enter reincarnation."
Wu Yazi nodded with satisfaction, "Come here!"
"yes!"
Although Murong Fu was full of doubts, he still walked to Wu Yazi.
But he saw Wu Yazi's beard fluttering suddenly, his sleeves and robe billowing, and his hands resting on Murong Fu's Dantian.
Immediately, an extremely powerful suction force came. Murong Fu was horrified, but he still tried his best to suppress his body that wanted to resist, and asked in a shocked voice: "Master? You..."
"Stop talking! Master, I will clear away all future troubles in your body." Wu Yazi's breath was trembling, his face was white, and his cheeks were slightly bulging. It seemed that even speaking was an extremely difficult task.
"Does Master want to harm me?" Murong Fu's face condensed slightly, and the first thought in his mind was that Wu Yazi wanted to harm him. He wanted to take action, but then he thought, could this be the solution Wu Yazi said?
You must know that for a person who practices martial arts, the Dantian is like a second life. Even if it is a close relative, he will not let it touch easily. It is no wonder that Murong Fu is so wary, and the person in front of him does not want to become a disciple.
For half an hour, he had concealed many secrets, and there was no guarantee that Wu Yazi would discover something and devise a plan to harm him.
The suction force in his Dantian is getting stronger and stronger. Although this is the first time he has experienced this feeling, he knows without thinking that this is the effect of the Beiming Divine Skill in absorbing people's internal energy. If he doesn't react, he will be afraid of losing his skills.
It's going to turn into nothing.
"Forget it, let's take a gamble!" Murong Fu had many thoughts in his mind, but finally decided to give up resistance, because even if all his internal energy was drained, he still had some means to save his life in a short period of time.
In fact, Murong Fu's original plan was that if this trip could not solve the troubles in his body, he would also disperse all his energy. It would not make any difference if he was transformed by Wu Yazi at this time.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu suddenly relaxed physically and mentally, completely letting go of the control of his Dantian, allowing Wu Yazi to suck away his inner energy.
Wu Yazi seemed to be able to understand Murong Fu's thoughts. Seeing Murong Fu let go of his Dantian, his eyes lit up slightly, and he looked at Murong Fu with a more cordial look.
Gradually, as the suction force became stronger and stronger, the internal force of Dantian meridians became less and less. Murong Fu only felt that something was slowly draining out of his body, and his body seemed to be hollowed out. This kind of weakness was different from ordinary injuries, and it was uncomfortable.
, and I don’t know where the source of the discomfort is.
When Murong Fu's inner skill in Dantian was only about 20%, Wu Yazi's face suddenly trembled, and then he quickly fell into despair and murmured: "You... you actually have mastered so many internal skills...
…It’s over, it’s all over now…”
Although Beiming Divine Skill can cultivate multiple internal skills and is very convenient to use in daily life, in fact, when practicing other internal skills, the internal energy seeds of that internal skill will still remain in the Dantian, which is equivalent to the same source.
These internal energy seeds are usually hidden in Beiming Zhenqi, and are not really transformed into Beiming Zhenqi. Normally, it is nothing if the internal energy is used up, but at this moment, Murong Fu's whole body of Beiming Zhenqi has been sucked out, which is equivalent to turning him into Beiming Zhenqi.
With the foundation of magical power, these internal energy seeds have no support and suppression, so they naturally riot and run rampant in their Dantian.
It's just that at this time, Murong Fu's brain was already a little confused and he didn't hear clearly what Wu Yazi said. Even if he heard clearly, he didn't want to speak, he just wanted to sleep.
Wu Yazi glanced at Murong Fu with a very complicated expression. After a while, when he was about to give up, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Little Wu Xiang Gong!"
"Humph, you brat, you didn't reveal it earlier even though you had so many secrets. It shocked me and almost completely destroyed your foundation!" Wu Yazi cursed angrily.
But at this moment, his face was full of red light, and there were several faint white lights around his body, moving in a special trajectory, so magical that if there were a third person here, he would definitely regard him as a living god.
Immediately, Wu Yazi stopped delaying, opened his hands, and leaned back slightly. Murong Fu's body automatically floated up, and finally stood upside down on Wu Yazi's head. The two of them were separated by a few inches.
"I have given all my energy in this life to you. If you can't fulfill my long-cherished wish, huh..." Wu Yazi hummed a few words, sighed slightly, and then all the energy in his body, including the energy he absorbed from Murong Fu,
The ones that came surged out wildly and rushed toward the Tianling Cap.
The confused Murong Fu felt a sharp pain coming from his head, as if it was going to explode, followed by his meridians, and finally his Dantian, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing him, life was worse than death.
When Murong Fu couldn't help but cry out in pain, Wu Yazi hurriedly shouted: "Don't open your mouth, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted. This pain is nothing, just endure it and it will pass!"
Although Murong Fu was not very sober, as soon as he said these words, he gritted his teeth tightly and did not make a sound.
After a while, when Murong Fu was about to lose his patience, a warm current flowed out of his body and entangled between the meridians, slowly moisturizing the meridians that were about to be broken, and the pain was relieved a lot.
This situation lasted for nearly an hour. Murong Fu's whole body was wrapped in a large white energy, forming a cocoon. He couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. On the contrary, Wu Yazi at this time, his face was pale and wrinkled, as if he had aged instantly.
It lasted for decades.
Wu Yazi's body trembled slightly, until the last trace of true energy flowed into Murong Fu's body, and his whole body became limp.
But the cocoon wrapping Murong Fu floated motionless in the air. After about a stick of incense, it gradually dispersed, revealing Murong Fu's figure.
At this moment, Murong Fu was seen standing on his head with his hands clasped together, and a strange wave of energy spread throughout his body.
"It's finally done!" Wu Yazi sighed happily.
Murong Fu opened his eyes, his eyes filled with energy, but when he saw the situation, he hurriedly twisted his body, flipped somersault, and landed firmly on the ground.
Before he could realize the changes in his body, he saw Wu Yazi's old and lifeless appearance, and his breathing was almost non-existent. He couldn't help but be shocked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Wu Yazi opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Murong Fu immediately reached out a hand and pressed it on Wu Yazi's heart, causing inner energy to flow out continuously.
This use of internal energy made Murong Fu startled. Although he had not yet had time to check the condition of his body carefully, when the internal energy was running, he felt a strange feeling, a bit like a connection between the mind and the body.
There was no sense of sluggishness, something he had never felt before.
With the input of Murong Fu's internal energy, Wu Yaziyan regained some of his vitality, and after a while he said: "There is no need to waste your true energy."
Murong Fu seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, and lost a few more qi. He didn't stop until Wu Yazi's complexion improved slightly.
As his mind raced, he roughly understood what Wu Yazi had just done.
At this moment, Murong Fu's Dantian was filled with pure internal energy, which was almost viscous. This was something he had never dared to think about before.
But those stubborn little particles before have disappeared now, and the six destroyed acupoints have been completely restored, and are even much wider than before.
In terms of quantity alone, the internal energy in his Dantian is at least 30% deeper than before, which is not even considered pure.
Thinking of this and looking at Wu Yazi, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a little guilty, "Master, actually you don't need to pass on your inner strength to your disciple. Although your disciple's inner strength is not invincible in the world, he has few opponents."
Wu Yazi rolled her eyes at him slightly, "There is no way to remove the accumulated evil energy in your body unless the foundation of Beiming Divine Skill is completely destroyed. I can only use my lifelong skills to quench your true energy. Finally, I can
Get rid of these evil spirits."
Murong Fu opened his mouth, but Wu Yazi interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and continued: "Now you have a strong foundation in the Beiming Divine Kung Fu, but when you practice in the future, remember to cooperate with the Heart Technique to dissolve the evil spirit."
Murong Fu nodded. He didn't need Wu Yazi to tell him. He also knew that his own Beiming Divine Art had undergone major changes. As for the specific changes, he could only experience them in detail later.
Just listen to Wu Yazi continue to say: "In addition, those internal skills of your body were originally very good internal skills. Unfortunately, you used the Beiming Divine Skill to forcibly blend them together. Not only can you not exert the power of those internal skills, but even
The power of Beiming's true energy cannot be exerted to its fullest."
Murong Fu nodded with a sudden expression. No wonder when he used Beiming Zhenqi in the past, he always felt that something was missing. He couldn't help but ask: "I wonder if Master has any solution?"
Wu Yazi shook his head, "Everything in the world must have its imperfections. The function of the God of Northern Underworld is compatible with many martial arts, which is already breaking the ordinary rules. Don't be greedy."
Nothing in the world is perfect. Murong Fu naturally understood this truth, but he still couldn't help but have a look of disappointment flashing across his face.
"However," Wu Yazi changed the topic, "If you can find an internal skill that can perfectly integrate many martial arts, this problem may be solved."
"Internal strength that combines many martial arts?" Murong Fu's face condensed. Is there really such an internal strength in the world?
"It's a pity that I don't have much time to become a teacher. Otherwise, depending on your situation, you might be able to create such an internal skill." Wu Yazi seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but look regretful.