Chapter three hundred and thirty eight ordinary wine shop
Six doors, Taizu's personal guard.
Huang Shang's voice seemed to still be in his ears, Ziqin's face was indifferent, and he poured one drink after another down his throat.
He originally came to this world of Tianlong for Beiming, for the Xiaoyao mission.
However, at this time, Ziqin indifferently discovered that this world is actually extremely interesting. With the lineage of Taizu and the lineage of Xiaoyao, what secrets are there in this world, and how many stories are there hidden behind the plot woven by the Jin Daxia.
I have to admit that Ziqin has become curious about this world. In fact, anyone who likes martial arts will become curious when encountering these.
Any child who grew up shouting the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon would be the same as Ziqin if he came to this world. However, those hidden plots are extremely difficult to touch.
Although Ziqin had not seen even the tip of the iceberg in Taizu's lineage, Huang Shang and the six gates alone were enough to make Ziqin deeply feel how deep the water contained within it.
Letting everything go may be the best option.
Ziqin stretched out his hand and pressed his chest. It was something given to him by Huang Shang, some records about Taizu's magical skills left by Huang Shang's lineage.
That day, Zi Qin was just about to leave, but Huang Shang started to recruit him. Although he was unsuccessful, he kept Zi Qin for a long time.
During this period of time, Huang Shang no longer talked about Taizu's personal guards, but simply chatted with Ziqin, during which they talked about Taizu's magical skills.
Like Ziqin's lineage, Huang Shang's lineage also left behind some fragments of Taizu's magical skills.
Those are some moments of recuperating energy.
Nourishing essence and accumulating qi seems a bit similar to inner qi, and it also seems similar to Taoist health preservation. However, no matter what, this thing does not seem to have much power. It does not have the explosive power of inner qi, nor does it have the longevity of Taoist qi nourishment.
However, Ziqin was greatly surprised when Huang Shang told the Qi-nurturing methods without hesitation.
This method of nourishing Qi actually gave Ziqin a vague feeling of touching the bridge between heaven and earth.
Heaven and Earth Bridge. This is the closest thing to martial arts that Zi Qin has retained in his past memory. However, Zi Qin also understands that this thing is definitely not martial arts, and he has absolutely no way to use it.
Perhaps, this is one of the reasons why this thing can not be erased by the system. Of course, another reason is that Ziqin obtained this thing through various means from beginning to end and wrote it down. There was no system at all during this period.
things.
The Huang Shang I knew in the past was just Ziqin's impression of the words of the old naughty boy in The Condor Shooting. However, it was only now that Ziqin understood that the ability to create Jiuyin was with the help of part of Taizu's magical power.
, such a person is absolutely extraordinary.
Huang Shang was extraordinary in every aspect. He was open-minded and heroic. These were just ordinary. Most importantly, Huang Shang gave Ziqin the feeling from the beginning to the end, that is, 'we are a family'.
Yes, this was the feeling Huang Shang gave Ziqin, and it was also the thought Huang Shang expressed unabashedly.
We are all from the same lineage as Taizu. We should be one family.
This is what Huang Shang expressed.
However, Ziqin could not imagine or guess what purpose such thoughts had. The only thing he was sure of was that Huang Shang must have a purpose.
No matter who gets the ancient divine artifact of Taizu, it will be passed down as a family heirloom, but it is absolutely impossible to give it away casually. If Huang Shang said that such generosity had no purpose, Zi Qin would not believe it even if he killed him.
Another glass of wine went down his throat, and Ziqin took out the manuscript on the art of nourishing qi and accumulating essence from his arms.
From what he read page by page, it seemed that Taizu's magical skill was profound and profound, but even these minor details were not so easy to understand. Ziqin was almost certain that if the original version of Taizu's magical skill was given to him, he would be afraid that he would
For a while, I absolutely couldn't understand it.
In fact, the most common story in martial arts novels is about an innocent boy whose family was ruined and fell off a cliff, and then picked up a peerless secret book and practiced unparalleled magical skills. That is nonsense.
You know, the knowledge involved in any martial arts in this world is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
If it were ordinary martial arts, it would be fine, but just designing acupuncture points, and the number of acupuncture points on the human body is staggering. Not to mention a child, even an adult would be dizzy looking at the acupuncture point map.
And if it's Taoist or Buddhist martial arts, hey, let alone children, even great sages with extensive knowledge may not be able to understand them.
Taoist martial arts naturally involves a lot of Taoist classics, but it cannot be accommodated by just reading a secret book, and the same is true of Buddhism.
The only thing that Zi Qin couldn't figure out was why Zhao Kuangyin practiced martial arts of this Taoist lineage when he didn't seem to believe in Taoism.
Taizu's magical skills actually belong to the Taoist lineage.
What a surprising thing.
The secret book given by Huang Shang was completely imprinted in Zi Qin's mind. Although Zi Qin was not very smart, he was able to identify the traces of Taoism in it.
Tao, Tao, Tao.
These three words echoed repeatedly in Ziqin's mind, and suddenly his eyes widened. He thought of a place, a place that he had almost forgotten.
Outside Gusu City, change to the Shishui Pavilion and the Wang family.
Wang Yuyan's family, Mrs. Wang's family, or the hometown of Wang Chongyang in later generations.
Ziqin stood up suddenly. He suddenly thought that he had overlooked a hidden magical skill in Tianlong. The magic of this skill may not be inferior to that of Beiming. Most importantly, this skill is also from the Taoist lineage, and it is even possible.
It is also a martial art of the Xiaoyao lineage.
This skill is the innate skill that later generations Wang Chongyang relies on to be invincible in the world.
Wang Chongyang did not start practicing martial arts until he was thirty years old, and I have never heard of any adventures that Wang Chongyang encountered. Therefore, this innate skill must have been treasured by Wang Chongyang himself.
This innate skill may be hidden in the Changshi Water Pavilion at this moment.
Also Shi Shui Pavilion.
Ziqin thought for a while, then sat down again.
The Wang family in Taihu is by no means that simple. How could someone like Li Qiushui and someone like Wu Yazi allow their daughter to marry into an ordinary wealthy family?
The head of the Taihu Wang family in Tianlong died young, but he never said where the Wang family was. However, since the Wang family is related to the Murong family, it is obvious that it is not an ordinary rich family, at least it is also a martial arts family.
The Wang family and the Murong family are not far apart, and both families are martial arts families. When looking at Tianlong, it seems that the Murong family has no subordinates except for a few families, while the Wang family only has some ordinary guards.
However, just imagine, the Murong family has been planning for the restoration of the country for hundreds of years, how can it be possible that they have so little strength? As a relative of the Murong family, the Wang family may also be former courtiers, and it is impossible for them to not have any strength at all.
These two companies are basically two pits, and they are super big pits.
Ziqin smiled bitterly, but it was not easy for him to make decisions about the Wang family for the time being. Not to mention the strength of Murong and the Wang family, Li Qingluo was not a simple thing, Duan Zhengchun's lover, and the sister of the Xixia Emperor.
Or we should go to Wuliang Mountain earlier.
Although the perfect control of himself and the method of nourishing Qi and accumulating energy are enough for him to sweep across Wuliang Mountain, no matter what he wants to do in Wuliang Mountain, I am afraid that the Wuliang Sword Sect will not be able to do anything to him.
Most importantly, the combination of these two special effects is enough to give him more energy to search for the Jade Bi Cave in Wuliang Mountain.
"This man cannot be killed. He has shown great kindness to the people in this area."
At this moment, some very low whispers suddenly came into Ziqin's ears.
These sounds were as thin as the humming of mosquitoes, and even a martial arts master would never be able to hear them without Ziqin.
"This man must be killed. No matter what he has done for the people of this place, he is now an enemy of our Mingjiao. You must not forget that you are a believer of the Mingjiao first."
Another voice sounded, very low, but with a hint of coldness. The previous voice gradually became silent after the sound. For a while, Ziqin only heard this voice speaking continuously in his ears.
Ziqin's eyes narrowed, Ming Jiao.
When it came to Mingjiao, Ziqin became somewhat interested.
Although Ziqin was not very good at martial arts at this time, his perfect control of special effects was enough for him to use 200 or even 300% of his power.
If Ziqin was wielding a giant shield at this time, he would probably be defeated by even the most skilled players in the world.
He was also very talented and bold, but Ziqin had a little interest in what Mingjiao did.
"This person must pass through this place when he returns to Anhui. We might as well do this, this..."
The voice over there continued, but Ziqin's eyebrows showed a hint of anger. He already knew who these people wanted to deal with, Su Shi and Su Dongpo.
The target of these Ming sects was actually Su Dongpo, the great poet of the generation.
Of course, the history of later generations made Ziqin understand that these people had not succeeded, but at this moment, Ziqin still planned to take care of this matter.
Attentively listening to the destination of those people's actions, Ziqin listened carefully to those people's words and learned from them Su Dongpo's whereabouts at this time.
It is also a coincidence that after bidding farewell to Huang Shang, Ziqin should have gone southwest, but for some reason he went the opposite way and came to Huzhou City. At this time, he happened to encounter these Mingjiao activities.
In fact, Ziqin was also surprised that Duan Laojiu had great admiration for Su Shi, so how could he want to deal with Su Shi?
After thinking for a long time and not understanding the reason, Ziqin didn't think much, got up and walked out of his room. It was dusk at this time, but it was not yet night. Ziqin left the inn without stopping, and went straight towards the eavesdropper.
He left the other courtyard where Su Shi was.
Unlike Ziqin, Su Dongpo had a great reputation in Zhejiang, but he did not live in an inn, but in a wealthy family's villa.
Taking three steps at a time and two steps at a time, hurrying slowly, Ziqin finally arrived outside a courtyard on the outskirts of Huzhou City after half a stick of incense.
When Ziqin arrived, Su Shi happened to be at dinner time. Su Dongpo was very happy to see Ziqin, and took Ziqin to drink with him. The old man actually made a dish of Dongpo pork with his own hands with great interest.
"Someone wants to kill you."
Ziqin was not in such good spirits as the old man. When the old man finished everything in high spirits and picked up the wine glass, he finally couldn't help but speak.
