A Prodigy in the World Chapter 5 Epiphany at the Beach
The flowers are similar every year, but there are not many people there every year.
Spring passes and comes east, and in the blink of an eye there are three more cold and summer seasons.
On Changsheng Island in the East China Sea, the waves lap against the rocks with a shocking momentum.
At this time, a "cracking" sonic boom sounded on the coast.
Leng Qingshuang wore a golden cloak, and her hands transformed into afterimages, catching the claws and palms of the handsome young man opposite her.
"Okay! Okay!" A pretty girl, nestled next to Cuiyun, clapped her hands.
With a "bang" sound, the handsome young man took three steps back, while Leng Qingshuang remained motionless.
"Wuji, you have broken through to the middle stage of the seventh level of the Nine Yin Manual Internal Energy. Very good. Let's take a rest first." Leng Qingshuang said with a smile.
Leng Wuji put down his arrogance and hugged Leng Qingshuang, "The child is still far behind his mother, and he still needs to work hard!"
Leng Qingshuang nodded, "In two years, when your Jiuyin internal energy breaks through to the eighth level, you can go to the world of martial arts. Cuiyun will teach you all kinds of experiences in the world of martial arts."
Leng Wuji was overjoyed when he heard this.
Leng Qingshuang took out a book from her sleeve and handed it to Leng Wuji.
"This is a handwritten copy of the Sanfeng Tai Chi manual. Although it was originally given to Niubi from Wudang, I made a handwritten copy. You can take it and study it."
Leng Wuji took the boxing manual and wondered: "Mom, I haven't practiced the Nine Yin Divine Claws and the Heart-Destroying Palm to their peak yet, so why do I still dabble in Tai Chi?"
"Silly boy, Sanfeng Zhenren's martial arts has reached the pinnacle and has become a martial arts myth. Even Huang Shang, who created the Nine Yin Scriptures, is not as good as him."
Leng Qingshuang paused, "The Sanfeng Tai Chi manual is not only a boxing technique, but also a very high level of martial arts that can be understood. You must study it carefully."
"Do you know which young masters can compete with you in the world today?"
Leng Wuji said proudly, "I have practiced the Nine Yin Sutra to the seventh level when I was thirteen years old. Looking at the world, there is no one my age who can rival me!"
Leng Qingshuang shook her head when she heard this, "My son has been cultivating on Changsheng Island and has never set foot in the world. There is no information. In today's world, there are four people who can compete with you!"
"What?" Leng Wuji was shocked when he heard this! "There are actually four of them! Mom, I want to know who they are?"
"The first one is Princess Zhu Cuixian, the daughter of the King of Liao, the most beautiful woman outside the Great Wall. It is said that the inner strength of the ice has been cultivated to close to the eighth level. The activation of the ice energy can instantly freeze martial arts masters into ice cubes, and the snowflake swordsmanship can also
It has been practiced to the realm of enlightenment.”
"The second one is Li Tianba, the son of General Zhenwei. In addition to the Nine Yin Scriptures and the Buddhist Golden Bell, he also practices the secret secret Dragon Elephant Kung Fu. It is said that the Dragon Elephant Kung Fu has reached its seventh level.
, when his fists and kicks are released, he has the power of seven dragons and seven elephants, and his power is astonishing. At the age of twelve, he followed his father to conquer Nanzhao, and he was invincible on the battlefield."
"The third place is Song Shuling, the daughter of Wudang master Song Qingfeng, the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains. She has practiced Tai Chi and Tai Chi sword to an extremely high level. It is said that her inner strength has broken through hundreds of acupuncture points, and she is about to break through to Tai Chi Xuan.
It’s the eighth level of gong.”
"The fourth one..." Leng Qingshuang said this and was silent for a long time.
"Mom, who is the fourth one? Why didn't you tell me?" Leng Wuji quickly asked.
"This fourth one is rather mysterious. He is Ren Dukuang, the son of the current leader of the Demon Cult." Leng Qingshuang said in a cold voice.
"With Ji'er's talent and understanding, the three people above are at most similar to you. But this person is your lifelong enemy. He realized the ultimate martial arts principles of the way of heaven and man three years ago!"
"Hmm!" Leng Wuji heard this without commenting, "Wuji, with "void" as its essence, returns to the original, returns to the void with concentration, and achieves formlessness. The child also realized the meaning of martial arts Wuji three years ago.
road."
His eyes flashed brightly, "Let me see how powerful his harmony between man and nature is!"
Leng Qingshuang looked at her son with relief and said slowly: "The Star Absorbing Technique is derived from the Beiming Divine Skill, which is far beyond ordinary internal martial arts. You should be careful."
"Don't worry, kid, the Star Absorbing Technique absorbs people's inner energy and turns it into your own use. The progress is much faster than normal inner energy cultivation. It is also extremely powerful when facing enemies!" Leng Wuji smiled slightly, "I want to see if he can absorb my void.
Really strong.”
"The legendary five magical powers in the world are about to appear again!" Looking at the confident Leng Wuji, Leng Qingshuang said softly.
Bohai, Liaodong, Xinghai Village.
Since three years ago, Dugu Xiaotian has been practicing Changquan on the deserted beach outside the village.
"A person with a long fist is like the Yangtze River and the sea, which are endless." His father told himself many times before his death that he should keep in mind the meaning of the long fist, so Xiaotian went to the beach to practice boxing every day, constantly experiencing the artistic conception of the endless waves of the sea.
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After three years of hard training, Dugu Xiaotian's Hongmeng inner energy has reached the third level of peak, and the inner energy is filled with eighty-one acupoints.
Xiaotian devoted himself to performing the long fist punches such as punching, splitting, collapsing, thrusting, and smashing; then the elbow techniques such as pushing, crossing, and blocking; and finally flicking, pushing, kicking, point, shovel, kick, and inside.
, swinging out, shooting, sweeping and other leg techniques.
Gradually, Xiaotian entered a state of forgetfulness about things and myself. "Pa", a stormy wave hit the rocks on the shore, making a loud noise.
Xiaotian only felt that his consciousness was clear, and the time and space around him seemed to have stopped. He stopped his boxing and stood still, and a picture of the sea slowly appeared in his mind.
The waves on the sea may be turbulent, dense and rugged, or gentle and delicate.
The waves ripple upon ripple, the waves chase the waves, the layers are endless.
At this time, in Xiaotian's brain, a blue air ball quickly rotated several times.
"The sea is boundless, and the waves are endless!" Xiaotian let out a soft whistle, and slowly punched a long fist, and the artistic conception of the boundless sea slowly emerged in the boxing technique.
The end of the water and sky in the east was dyed orange-red, and it darkened again for a while. In this shadow, a light red halo slowly baked out. Soon after, a red and big sun rested on it.
On the sea.
Dugu Xiaotian woke up and said, "The sun has risen on the sea, and before I knew it, the whole night had passed." Looking at the rising sun on the sea, Xiaotian's heart was surging.
"Father, I will uphold your legacy, help those in need, and act chivalrously!" he said silently in his heart.
Although he practiced boxing for a day and a night, Xiaotian didn't feel tired at all.
Wei Wei sensed the condition of his inner energy and said, "Hongmeng Jin has actually broken through to the fourth level. It's time for me to go out and try my best to help the suffering people."
In the early morning, the sky was just getting bright, and a trace of white fish belly just appeared on the horizon of Xinghai Village.
Dugu Xiaotian rolled up two pieces of coarse linen clothes on his body, carried his father's Pingtian Sword on his back, carried seven or eight taels of broken silver left by his father in his arms, and walked all the way west.
A fourteen-year-old boy, alone, walking around the world with his sword.