Wang Teng paused slightly and picked up the dark yellow book in the futon. His hand was as smooth as silk, and three large seal characters "Hunyuan Gong" were clearly outlined on it.
"The one-level technique is the cultivation method of Tongmai Realm, which is enough for me."
Thoughts swirled in his mind, and he put the dark yellow ancient book into his arms. This Hunyuan Gong was also a Xuanmen method, but it was closely integrated with his Yu Zhen Gong, which was enough for him to open up his Dantian and nurture his true Qi.
Ten feet away, Huanglong had already stripped Xie Ying naked and scattered various objects on the ground. Wang Teng also caught a glimpse of many silver notes and jade pendants, which seemed to have gained a lot.
The next day, ten miles away from the Chongyang Mausoleum, in a restaurant.
"Have you heard about the big events in the Chongyang Mausoleum?"
In the spacious hall, many heroes from all walks of life gathered together and discussed animatedly.
"What big thing can happen? Could it be that someone has already received the inheritance?"
On the table next to the door, a well-worn man put down his long sword and shouted. It seemed that he had just arrived; he still didn't know what happened inside the mausoleum.
"Hehe, this old man guessed right. The inheritance of Master Chongyang has been taken away by others; we all traveled in vain!"
The person who spoke earlier chuckled twice, but the news he told was jaw-dropping.
"What? His grandma's, how long has it been since the inheritance was taken away by someone else! Isn't my trip in vain, who got the inheritance?"
The rough man next to the door was startled, then muttered angrily, banging the wooden table.
"Why, does this brother still want to make trouble for me?"
The waiter who was passing by looked the rough man up and down and asked a strange question.
"Why, I'm not qualified for the Yangshan Sword!"
The man was also impatient and couldn't stand being slighted, so he immediately glared and gave his name.
"Hey, you are a third-rate master of the Yangshan Sword, and you have quite a reputation in the Jizhou area. Why do you have to embarrass yourself with a young man? What he said is right, you really can't afford to offend him."
At the central wine table, a young man dressed as a rich man spoke playfully, and the glances cast by the warriors around him became playful.
At this moment, the rough man has already felt that something is wrong, but he is a good player who has made a name for himself. Wouldn't it be looked down upon if he quit now?
Then he forced himself to shout, "If you can't afford to offend me, let me know which master it is. A group of people are hiding it. It's really uncomfortable to say!"
"So that you know that the person who has received the inheritance is the Jade Taoist who came out of Qingtian Temple three years ago and swept through the three mountains and four rivers. This time he went out to kill the evil stick Qi Ming, and even beat him to death with three punches during the fight for the inheritance.
Tiangang Fist Xie Ying! If you feel that you are better than these two people, then you can give it a try."
The young man from the rich family shook his head, with a rather regretful look on his face. That was the inheritance of Master Chongyang. Although it was not an authentic Taoist sect and difficult to practice, it was still the most advanced technique in the world, and it was enough to draw parallels and see the way forward.
"Tiangang Fist Xie Ying?! Isn't he the great disciple of Southern Fist Song Tianming? It is rumored that he has already reached the second-rate level, so why did he die under the fist of Taoist Jade? Isn't he afraid of the revenge of Southern Fist?"
The rough man was shocked. The Taoist Jade was only a third-rate expert when he was born three years ago, but now he can even kill Xie Ying of Tiangang Fist with three punches; it is really shocking.
"This is what the two seniors Liu Yunzhang Xiao Le and Confucius Sword Meng Qi said. They are both the best among the second rate, and they also participated in the final fight. As for the revenge of Nanquan, hehe, that Jade Taoist is
How can those who come out of Qingtian Temple be afraid?"
Some people at the surrounding wine tables also sneered and explained the reason; there was no room for them to get involved in the collision between these two behemoths, let alone think about the inheritance.
"This... this, alas!"
Amid the roar of laughter from everyone, the man's face turned red, he mumbled a few words and sat down obediently.
Outside the town, the cold wind was biting and the dead trees were swaying.
The sun is setting on the ancient road, and the horses are neighing with their heads high.
Two human figures stood there, and the ground was silvery white.
"It's going to be windy and rainy here, take care!"
Huang Long pressed down his bamboo hat, tied the fine iron spear behind his back, and got on his horse.
"Take care of yourself."
Wang Teng cupped his hands to say goodbye, crossed his legs, and the horse galloped up, then disappeared into the smoke.
This time he killed Tiangang Fist Xie Ying and received the inheritance of Hunyuan Kung. He naturally wanted to go back to the mountain to practice some practice to avoid the limelight. Although he had the protection of Qingtian Temple behind him, he still had no idea what the Southern Fist Song Tianming would do.
Don't know.
During this period of time, he must successfully practice Hunyuan Gong, strive to open up the sea of qi in his Dantian, and enter the realm of channel connection, so as to cope with the next crisis.
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One month later, the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.
In the heavy snow, a figure is sitting upright, with his hands raised high and his palms facing the sky; the white mist curls up in the sky, making him look like an immortal.
‘Yuan, the vitality is not divided, the chaos is one, this is the beginning of vitality!
There are two in one life, three in two, and the three are transformed into the nine mysteries. From nine to one, this is the truth of Tao. The clear yang becomes the sky, the water condenses into the earth, and the middle becomes the human being. The three are divided into divisions, all things are born, and the sun and the moon are arranged.
Zhao, the five attributes are called names, and they are saints. The three are born from the origin of the three qi, and are at the beginning of the primordial qi.
He recited quietly, and the Qi and blood in his body circulated through the twelve main meridians, leading to the two meridians of Ren and Du; a mysterious and mysterious artistic conception enveloped him.
Both arms were naturally given a layer of jade-white color, which slowly spread to all parts of the body. When practicing Hunyuan Gong, it actually promoted the practice of other techniques at the same time, and it was more efficient than before.
After a while, a buzzing sound came from his body. Wang Teng opened his eyes and spat out a piece of white mist; the scattered snowflakes around him were blown away and dissolved.
At the same time, the light blue light curtain in front of him also quietly changed.
Kung Fu: Jade True Kung Fu
Hunyuan Gong
"Finally, it's done. This Hunyuan Kung Fu is indeed mysterious, but it always gives me the feeling of a supplementary technique; on the contrary, my Yuzhen Kung Fu has become much more powerful."
Wang Teng clenched his fists slightly, and even if he didn't activate the Jade True Kung Fu, his arms were always covered with a layer of jade-white color; this was a sign that the Kung Fu had been practiced to the 'level'.
If the Jade Zhen Gong is fully activated, even the upper body will be covered by the jade skin, and there will be no fear of sword attacks. Presumably it is also the amplifying effect of the Hunyuan Gong, and there will be a lot of gains.
"System, how many evolution points are needed to evolve Hunyuan Gong?"
He thought in his mind that it would be natural to open up the Dantian Qi Sea as soon as possible, so that he could complete the task of being number one in the world.