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Chapter 137

Qimen Sword Code: The art of combining Qimen is divided into eight trigrams, using the heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, volcanoes and swamps, one movement implies eight kinds of true energy, and then transforms into the Qimen Formation. When practiced to perfection, the sword energy can stretch thirty miles across and kill people in the air, such as

Exploring the bag to get something.

This skill made Lin Su's eyes light up. The Qimen Sword Code uses the Wenxu Sword Art as the bones, the twelve volumes of Xunfeng as the muscles, the innate skills as the supplement, the sword as the weapon, the Eight Diagrams, and the innate Gangqi barrier.

The basis for injuring people in vain, this is the Qimen Sword Code.

I was really dozed off and gave him a pillow. Although he practiced swordsmanship, he looked down on the Wenxu Sword Art. The initial proficiency level was only thirty, and the sword art was not that advanced. The proficiency level of the Qimen Sword Code was initially low.

Ninety, which is only slightly inferior to Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu and Hunyuan Divine Kung Fu. Just looking at the introduction, it is also coveted.

"Go meet the seniors of the Quanzhen Sect for a while."



Sitting on the guest table of the Zen Temple was a man in a purple elder's robe. This man had a straight spine and a sword that was neither humble nor overbearing. He took a sip of tea and said without a smile to Abbot Puzhun who received him: "Master Puzhun, from your temple.

The disciple is really unruly, and you are so negligent when you send someone to invite him. Are you guilty of being a thief and don't dare to come?"

Pu Zhun put down the teacup in his hand and said with a laugh: "Mr. Wenren is joking. Mingzheng was practicing in Shaolin before and was a lay disciple. Now that he has returned to the secular world, he is no longer a Shaolin disciple. He is also a distinguished guest like you. How can it be so?

Because you, the Quanzhen Cult, neglect another distinguished guest?"

"As for what Mr. Ming said about the guilty conscience of being a thief, hehe, it is better to investigate first before drawing a conclusion. Although Mingzheng is a lay disciple, he is also a direct disciple of my junior brother Puji. He is not lacking in martial arts and martial arts, so why covet the truth.

The innate skill is to give up the basics and pursue the weak."

"It's hard to say what is the origin and what is the end. No one has come yet. Could it be that Shaolin secretly released the person?" Mr. Wen Ren's words were sharp, and it seemed that there was a hidden sword in his words.

Lin Su stood at the door and said to the people inside through a door: "Do you think Mr. Lin is a prisoner?"

After pushing the door open and walking in, Lin Su gave Pu Zhun a big salute, but stared at Mr. Wenren and said, "Your Excellency is a senior member of the Quanzhen Sect. You are a guest from afar. You should do as you please, and don't usurp the guest.

It's a small matter to mess with Shaolin's rules, but it's a big deal if people misunderstand Quanzhen's style."

Mr. Wen Ren's face showed no joy, anger or sorrow, but he was calm and composed. "Your Excellency is so eloquent. It's no wonder that as a lay disciple, you can learn the seventy-two secrets of Shaolin. I think you have worked hard on the slippery horse."

Lin Su glanced at Zheng Yuheng, who hurriedly smiled bitterly to apologize, but Mr. Wen Ren glared back. Lin Su was basically sure that Mr. Wen Ren was here to cause trouble.

"Mr. Wenren's eloquence is also unparalleled. Could it be that this purple elder's robe was obtained by relying on the flattery you said?" Lin Su's attitude was not at all respectful, and this old guy was really rude.

, he came up to ask questions, he really didn’t treat himself as a guest.

Mr. Wen Ren narrowed his eyes and said: "Sharp teeth and a sharp mouth still can't change the fact that you secretly learned our martial arts. Now that I'm here, I won't just sit back and do nothing. I can't hide the aura of innate martial arts in you."

Stop, destroy your skills and hand over the secrets of your innate skills, I will spare your life for the sake of Shaolin."

Lin Su smiled, "Mr. Wenren is so generous. With just a few words from you, Lin will give up his skills. You haven't been out of the mountains for so long, I'm afraid you don't know how deep the water in the rivers and lakes is. Innate skills,

Hey, it’s just Quanzhen’s introductory exercises, but Lin really doesn’t like them.”

Mr. Wen Ren said: "You don't look down on our martial arts, so why do you work so hard to practice it? Although Xiantian Kung Fu is the entry-level martial arts of Quanzhen, it has never been taught to anyone other than Quanzhen disciples. Then tell me,

Where does your innate power come from?"

Lin Su spread his hands, "You Quanzhen have always said that I have practiced your so-called innate skills, but Lin has never admitted it. Lin guessed that your Quanzhen sect took a fancy to the skills that I cultivated, and used this as a pretext."

Bureau, plunder by force?"

"Unbridled." Mr. Wen Ren shouted, and a strong wind suddenly blew up in the room. The young monks who were pouring tea and water couldn't open their eyes. The wind blew them backwards, but it did not shake Lin Su in the slightest.

Mr. Wen Ren took a step forward and said, "Since you said that I have wronged you, well, I will personally come and test your authenticity."

boom!

The door of the room shattered. Lin Su used the Blood Shadow Sword to receive Mr. Wen Ren's blow forcefully, broke through the door and flew outside. Changsheng Sword Technique was able to attack with ease, but when the sword thrust out, it was caught by two fingers.

"The sword is good, but the swordsmanship is too poor. Although I barely managed to take one of my three successful palms, it was still not enough." Mr. Wen Ren made a slash with his right hand, using his proficient innate Qi to hurt people.

Lin Su was horrified, as more than three inches of Hunyuan Gang Qi blocked the palm knife. In an instant, the three inches of Qi wall collapsed, and the innate Gang Qi also disappeared.

Lin Su lost this attack.

Mr. Wen Ren's innate Gang Qi only used three successes at most, but it was able to shatter Lin Su's Hunyuan Gang Qi that he exerted with all his strength. He is worthy of being the purple-robed elder of the Quanzhen Sect. This skill is unmatched by those who can defeat the sneak attack of the Dragon Snake Gang.

How many times.

"This Gang Qi..." Mr. Wen Ren was distracted for a moment, allowing Lin Su to break free from the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand. Gang Qi, which focuses on defense, is different from the innate Gang Qi, one for offense and one for defense. Could it be that he really misunderstood him?

No, this Gang Qi does not have the flavor of innate power.

"What a wonderful and mysterious skill."

Mr. Wen Ren's sword of innate aura appeared out of thin air in his palm. The sword had no entity, but sparks were generated every time it collided with the Blood Shadow Sword.

Lin Su faced Mr. Wen Ren, who had released the water but was still attacking like a tiger. His scalp suddenly went numb, but there was nothing he could do. Abbot Pu Zhun was watching from the side and had no intention of stopping him, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

It's you.

The Qi of the Qimen Sword Code was circulating rapidly in the Dantian, and the eight kinds of Qi were condensed on the Blood Shadow Sword. The initial sword intent was superimposed, and the still unfamiliar nameless sword appeared in his mind at this moment.

"Master, be careful," Zheng Yuheng reminded.

call out!

Mr. Wen Ren looked calm. He pointed his sword with the condensed innate Qi, and the rapidly spreading sword Qi disappeared, and the sword in his hand also disappeared.

"That's it." Mr. Wen Ren said lightly: "Your sword technique has a bit of innate skill, but it is more profound and profound. It actually deceived both Yu Heng and me."

Lin Su said: "Can it be confirmed that Lin has not practiced the innate skills of the Quanzhen religion?"

Mr. Wen Ren nodded, "This sword technique may have been learned by a senior Quanzhen from the innate skill, but it is not an innate skill. In this case, you are not breaking the rules of this sect."

Lin Su breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that Mr. Wenren would act recklessly, but this man was actually a gentleman.

Mr. Wen Ren said: "You are young, but you have many extraordinary skills. I have misunderstood you. Wen Renmo would like to apologize to you."

Zheng Yuheng apologized as soon as he saw his uncle, and quickly apologized to Lin Su.

Abbot Pu Zhun came out to smooth things over at this time, "Mingzheng, since this is a misunderstanding, it doesn't matter if it is resolved. I heard that you are studying to refine the elixir to treat Junior Brother Puji, do you have any clues?"

Lin Su shook his head, "There is nothing we can do."

Wen Renmo didn't understand the situation and asked, "I don't know what kind of injury Master Puji suffered. I am also somewhat interested in alchemy and may be able to help a little."

Zheng Yuheng was startled and hurriedly whispered: "Uncle, you can't cure Master Puji's injury. The Dantian is broken."


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