Chapter 372 Become a disciple of the Four Holy Sects (4k2)
After Kong Huameng became the best master in the world, the Ba Jian Sect searched for secrets everywhere, surrounded and suppressed the sect, and acted tyrannically, causing the entire martial arts world to cry out and the people to boil with resentment.
Therefore, there must be many secrets left in the Ba Jian Sect.
Liu Mang's goal is also this.
Less than a day had passed since he and Kong Huameng decided to win, and the news might not have reached Handeng yet.
Even if it was passed on, for such a large sect, it would not be possible to pack up the treasures and run away in a short time.
The Ba Jian Sect is located in the eastern suburbs of Hancheng, the capital of Zhao State. The sect covers an area of thousands of acres and has been passed down for more than 300 years, with a profound heritage.
At this time, the sect was in chaos, and various quarrels were heard constantly.
It turns out that after Kong Huameng's defeat, there were carrier pigeons carrying messages back.
There are already people in the sect who want to save the fire and evacuate.
But fortunately, some people regard Kong Huameng as a god, doubt the authenticity of the news, and cannot believe that he would lose to others.
The two parties were in a stalemate for a while.
They didn't notice that a faint black shadow came to the sect leader's room without anyone noticing.
On the floor in the room, a pile of secrets that were familiar to everyone in the martial arts world were randomly placed on the ground like garbage, leaving Liu Mang quite speechless.
There are many types of secrets, such as external skills, internal skills, sword skills, sword skills, light skills, footwork...
In order to seek a perfect breakthrough, Kong Huameng is willing to accept all kinds of profound martial arts secrets.
But now these are all cheaper Liu Mang.
Liu Mang saw the Great Sun Golden ** of the Great Sun Gate, the Divine Image Skill of the Divine Elephant Gate, the Xingluo Stick Technique of the Xingluo Cave, and the Thunderbolt Divine Palm of the Perak Gate. They were very famous in the world and were often mentioned among storytellers.
Appear.
There are even the True Self Sutra of the ten major sects and the Nine Turns Golden Body Kung Fu of Lantao Temple...
There are so many secrets, it would take several trips to take them all out.
Liu Mang started reading it on the spot.
With his current understanding of martial arts and his almost photographic memory.
All the secrets will appear on the attribute bar as long as they are read through by him.
After half a day's work.
In Liu Mang's attribute column, there are already forty-five external skills, thirty-six sword skills, twenty-nine boxing skills, and thirteen kick skills...
As for martial arts such as internal strength and light strength, although they do not appear on the attribute column, they are firmly remembered in his heart and he will not forget a word.
At this point, he already has ninety-nine external skills, of which fifty-four have been stacked and forty-five remain untouched.
Liu Mang has not promoted more external skills for the time being.
He recalled that when he met a visitor from another world in the Snowy Mountains, the other person brought out a strange bell that seemed to be able to judge one's cultivation level.
Lingdang didn't respond to him, but found Kong Huameng easily.
It can be seen from this that as long as the martial arts breaks through to the realm of the master, it will enter the field of vision of the Snow Mountain.
In this case, it is better to develop steadily for a period of time and accumulate more energy and martial arts to prepare for unexpected events.
Now is not the time to confront the Snowy Mountains.
Although Liu Mang is confident, he does not think that he is stronger than the masters of the past.
After all, his current real level is still inferior to Kong Huameng.
If the opponent hadn't been injured by Taoist Xiaguang before, it wouldn't be that easy to defeat him.
Liu Mang took out a palm-sized yellow bag from his arms.
On the surface of the bag, there is a pattern of a strange animal with the head of a griffin and the body of an eagle embroidered on it.
It feels like skin but not skin, like cloth but not cloth, and it also has a sense of warmth, which is not simple at first glance.
This was what Liu Mang found from the dead young man from another world.
He couldn't open the bag, and couldn't even tear it with a little force. It seemed like it was something from the world of immortality.
Liu Mang was going to take it to Fang Qingtang to see if there was any way she could open it.
At this time, all the disciples of Ba Jian Sect finally confirmed the news of Kong Huameng's defeat.
Several elders came together to where the sect leader's room was.
When they opened the door, they happened to see Liu Mang sitting cross-legged on the ground, showing his white teeth to them.
"Hllo!"
"Where did you come from, you little thief!" An elder was furious and was about to draw his sword.
But he soon became trembling, his hands were trembling, and he couldn't pull out the sword.
A terrifying aura suddenly descended on him, making him tremble, knowing that if he dared to draw his sword, something extremely terrifying would happen.
The expressions of the others also changed drastically, and they quickly guessed the identity of the person coming.
Everyone was dripping with cold sweat and didn't dare to breathe out.
If they expected it was not bad.
The young man in front of me is the leader of the League of Heroes who has just defeated Kong Huameng and reached the top of the martial arts world. He is also the true number one in the world!
"Return these secrets. If you have done something wrong, you must make up for it." After Liu Mang said this, he disappeared from their eyes.
The elders of the Ba Jian Sect all collapsed on the ground, with extremely happy expressions in their eyes.
"Do you really want to return it?" an elder asked hesitantly.
He looked at the secret books on the ground with greed and reluctance in his eyes.
"If you want to die, don't take us with you!" someone shouted angrily, "Not only must you return it, but you must also show that it was this person who asked us to return it!"
"That's right, those who know the current affairs are heroes. If the sect leader returns safely later, the secret book can naturally be taken back again." Another person said.
Everyone quickly reached a unanimous opinion.
And Liu Mang never expected that his casual actions would bring his reputation in the world to its peak.
Unlike Kong Huameng, whom everyone fears, his reputation is positive.
He even went so far as to catch up with the sword master who led the righteous way of martial arts to defeat the evil way.
After leaving Ba Jian Sect, Liu Mang rushed to the Four Sacred Mountains non-stop, and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.
"You're back!" A beautiful woman with skin as soft as snow, a graceful figure, and a shy woman was waiting eagerly at the foot of the mountain, just like a wife and children looking forward to her husband's return.
Seeing Liu Mang coming back, her eyes lit up with joy and her body couldn't help but relax.
When Liu Mang saw it, a faint feeling of warmth emerged in his heart.
He hugged the beauty directly, lifted her up, and let her spin in the air.
"Let me go, there are many people watching!" Sun Xiaocao said angrily.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Liu Mang smiled "haha" and let her go in a good-natured manner.
Then, he took her soft little hand and strode towards the top of Xuanwu Peak, the main peak of the Four Saints Sect.
There, Xie Shiguang, the leader of the Four Sacred Sect, Yin Tianfeng, the leader of the Qinglong Peak, Hua Chuanlin, the leader of the White Tiger Peak, and the male and female disciples from each peak were looking at him silently.
Especially the young disciples have very different expressions on their faces, including expectations, joy, admiration, and anxiety.
Liu Mang saw all this in his eyes.
When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, he gently let go of Sun Xiaocao's hand.
Like a pilgrim, with a resolute face and firm eyes, he walks slowly upward.
Start by joining the Golden Tiger Gang.
In the past two years, the idea of coming to the Four Sacred Mountains to learn internal skills flashed in his mind all the time, and he never gave up.
This has become an obsession.
Even if he later obtained other internal Kung Fu secrets, he would still be able to practice external Kung Fu to an unprecedented level.
His goal of becoming a disciple of the Four Holy Sect has never wavered.
Now, this dream is finally in front of him, within reach.
Liu Mang couldn't help but feel excited.
He climbed to the top of the mountain, step by step.
He walked towards the tall old man with long gray-white hair, energetic, ruddy face, and bright eyes, walking firmly and forcefully.
Then, he pushed the golden mountain and poured out the jade pillar, then bowed his head and bowed!
"Disciple Liu Mang, see Master Yin!"
The sound shook the sky and startled a flock of birds.
"Haha, good! Good!" Mr. Yin was too excited to say anything more.
He did not expect that when he accidentally came to a remote village, he would receive such an amazing talent as Liu Mang.
What's more, he didn't expect that when the sect was in danger, his disciple would desperately go to the Four Sacred Mountains, defeat the martial arts overlord Kong Huameng, and save the entire sect.
Now he is worthy of the title of the best in the world!
Such people are still willing to pay homage to themselves and fulfill their original promise of becoming a disciple.
This proves that I have not misjudged the person at all!
Mr. Yin was greatly relieved.
The disciples of the Four Sacred Sects all around also showed cheerful smiles.
Liu Mang, the best player in the world, joined us.
It is foreseeable that the rise of the Four Holy Sect is just around the corner!
What they don't know is that there is also the existence of fate in this.
Two years ago, Yin Tianfeng taught Liu Mang swordsmanship and Zhong Yulong taught Liu Mang external skills, helping Liu Mang gain a foothold in the Golden Tiger Gang and laying a solid foundation for his rise.
Otherwise, even if he had a magical attribute bar, Liu Mang would probably die young and not survive until now when he was weak.
Two years later, Liu Mang, who had achieved great success in martial arts, also saved the Four Saints Sect in a difficult moment and repaid Yin Tianfeng's kindness in spreading martial arts.
One drink and one peck, it is destiny.
…
The next day, early in the morning, when the sun was rising.
Liu Mang wore a blue robe with dragon patterns and stood solemnly in front of the ancestor's ancestral hall at Xuanwu Peak.
Around him, the sect master Xie Shiguang, the masters of the other two peaks Yin Tianfeng, Hua Chuanlin, and the disciples of each peak were all formally dressed and present.
Liu Mang first offered incense to the ancestors of the Four Holy Sects, and then knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to bow to Yin Tianfeng. The apprenticeship ceremony was now completed successfully.
After worshiping his master, Yin Tianfeng took him to Qinglong Peak and prepared to teach him the unique internal skill "Qinglong Heart Sutra".
"My sect has four great secrets, the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Black Tortoise, and the Suzaku Heart Sutra. Among them, the Suzaku Heart Sutra is the most difficult, but its power is equally powerful when practiced to perfection." Mr. Yin patiently explained to him, "As the saying goes,
Practice the muscles, bones and skin externally, and practice one breath internally.”
"The key to internal strength is to first cultivate a true energy in the Dantian."
Then, Mr. Yin took out a yellow antique secret book and flipped it through in front of Liu Mang.
The first ten or so pages depict the flow of Qi through the major meridians of the human body, and the last page depicts the true intention of the Qinglong Heart Sutra.
It was a giant green dragon with horns like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, a neck like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, palms like a tiger, ears like an ox, a strong body, and the dragon's claws were spread out.
, as if wandering in heaven and earth.
His eyes were wide open, as if there was an unyielding anger rushing toward his face.
Liu Mang took the secret book and stayed on the last page.
Mr. Yin didn't push him either.
At Liu Mang's level, his understanding of martial arts may be higher than his, so it's enough to see his true intentions.
Liu Mang kept looking at his true intentions.
In a trance, he seemed to see a green dragon, flying around for nine days, swallowing clouds and mist, calling for wind and rain, swallowing rivers and seas.
No matter how powerful the opponent is, it cannot be its enemy.
The green dragon represents strength and invincible belief.
And this is completely consistent with Liu Mang's current state of mind.
Ever since, his attribute column has undergone some changes.
The Qinglong Heart Sutra suddenly appeared in the column of exercises: Qinglong Heart Sutra (not yet started 0/1).
A looming plus sign naturally emerged from behind.
Liu Mang pressed it without thinking.
Suddenly, he felt a heat three inches below his belly button, and a trace of true energy appeared.
The line in the attribute column is updated to: Qinglong Heart Sutra (Getting Started 1/10).
Liu Mang couldn't help but feel a hint of joy in his eyes.
"How are you feeling?" Mr. Yin asked with concern.
"I have developed my true energy." Liu Mang said with a smile.
"So fast?!" Mr. Yin's face looked a little moved.
Unlike external skills, which are quick and easy at the beginning, internal skills are difficult to get started with.
Even if you are a genius, it often takes several months to gather a trace of true energy.
But when he thought that the disciple in front of him was less than twenty years old and had only been studying martial arts for more than two years, and he was already the best in the world, Mr. Yin also felt relieved.
Having such a disciple is a worry-free thing, but it is also doomed to not give you any pleasure in teaching.
Yin Tianfeng suddenly missed the time when he first met Liu Mang.
"Practice hard. If you don't know how to come to me directly, I won't bother you." Mr. Yin patted Liu Mang on the shoulder and walked out.
Liu Mang looked at the attribute column and continued to press the plus sign:
Qinglong Heart Sutra (first level 0/50).
Qinglong Heart Sutra (second level 0/300).
Qinglong Heart Sutra (third level 0/1500).
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When he broke through to the third level, Liu Mang felt the infuriating energy in his Dantian, and then looked at the attribute bar.
In the life span column, the original life span of 140 years has been increased by five years to 145 years.
He continued to press the plus sign.
Qinglong Heart Sutra (4th level 0/), the life span is then increased by 10, reaching 155 years.
Qinglong Heart Sutra (fifth level 0/), add 20 to the life span, reaching 175 years.
Qinglong Heart Sutra (fifth level/).
boom!
Liu Mang felt that all his eight extraordinary meridians were completely opened, his body was as light as a swallow, and there was so much true energy in his body that he was about to overflow.
He has yet to fully experience the changes brought about by the great attainment of zhenqi.
The door was suddenly blown open.
A fiery body flashed into the room like the wind and got into his arms.
She hugged Liu Mang tightly and even offered the incense to him for the first time.
Then he got an even more enthusiastic response from Liu Mang.
Then, the room was filled with fragrance (omitting 20,000 words here...)
…
The other end.
"ah!"
"ah!!"
"ah!!!"
The sword flashed and flesh and blood flew.
Several men wearing robes embroidered with white snow lotus were chopped into two pieces and fell into a pool of blood.
"Kong Huameng, you won't be proud for much longer!" A man with a sinister face said bitterly even though his life was short, "You will never imagine how terrifying the power of our Daxue Mountain is!"
boom!
A burst of black energy shot out, and his head exploded like a watermelon.
Kong Huameng took back the iron sword with an expressionless expression.
"If you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to break the teeth, Daxueshan."
Kong Huameng was covered in blood at the moment, his clothes were torn, and his hair was messy and hanging on his shoulders. He had completely lost his previous invincible image of a martial arts overlord.
However, his eyes were brighter than when he was fighting Liu Mang.
Kong Huameng actually made another breakthrough in his cultivation while being chased and killed again and again!
"Come on, come harder, I won't lose!" Kong Huameng roared.
His expression turned a little ferocious for a moment.