Chapter 460 The Great Grinding Plate of Yin and Yang!
Them?!
"who are they?"
"them……"
In the bronze mirror, the old Taoist's expression changed slightly:
"Between life and death, there is great terror. The higher you hold a high position and the more arrogant you are, the less you can tolerate your own aging and death.
However, the end of life span cannot be interfered by human intervention. Throughout the ages, only a handful of people have lived for two hundred years.
But this only refers to normal circumstances..."
"You mean, there are still abnormal situations?"
Yang Yu's heart moved.
"Although I don't know how they did it, there are probably some people who are surviving by 'borrowing their lives'. I know such an old monster..."
Old monster?!
Yang Yu was shocked. This Taoist master had lived for four hundred years. He could be called an old monster...
"Back then, the old Taoist was young and energetic, and he couldn't see the pity and teachings to deceive people's hearts. In a moment of anger, he stormed into Dayan Mountain with his sword. For three days and four nights, he killed dozens or hundreds of people..."
The old Taoist's understatement skipped the killing, and his voice became serious:
"In the depths of Dayan Mountain, I met an old monster. She kept to herself, taking people for food and borrowing their lives to extend her life.
He claims to be friends with Lu Chen and discusses Taoism with Bodhidharma. He seems to be old and kind, but in fact he is very cruel!"
Pity life teaching?
Old woman?!
Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly he remembered the old pig-raising woman he had caught a glimpse of when he first refined the recipe for Nine Cows and Two Tigers many years ago.
Could it be...
"This old monster can live longer than me. I have seen her at least three or four times in the past four hundred years. The first time I saw her, she was already old. But I am almost dying of old age, and she is still old...
"
The old Taoist said and suddenly sneered:
"However, when I suppressed the remaining pages of the Ming Book, I also pulled in the Dayan Mountain, and together with the talisman formations transformed by the seventy-two Earthly Destinations, even if she was shaken to death, it would be enough for her to eat all these years.
Spit it out!"
Yang Prison clicked his tongue when he heard this. He didn't know what to say other than saying that the Taoist master was mighty.
I just want to be alert. If there really is a way to extend life by cannibalism in this world, then I am afraid that more than one old monster will survive?
"However, there are also hidden dangers left. For more than a thousand years, every time the illusion opens, there will be evil obstacles from the Lian Sheng Sect coming in from Dayan Mountain, and they will kill them all..."
The old Taoist did not hide his disgust and hatred at all, he was happy and angry:
"You have taken on the identity of an old Taoist this time. You can learn the martial arts in Xuankong Mountain at will, but if you learn a few of them, you will have to kill a few of the Liansheng Cult's evildoers!"
"Junior understands."
Yang Yu's eyes brightened slightly, this was what he was thinking.
Da da da~
As the knock on the door rang, the color in the bronze mirror faded. Before Yang Yu could ask the third question, the old Taoist waved his hand and disappeared.
"Master."
The door opened and Mr. Lin Er walked in slowly.
Compared with the slovenly Taoist priest, Mr. Lin Er's appearance is extremely good. Under the half-black and half-white Taoist robe, he has a well-proportioned and slender body.
He has thin facial features, a long beard under his chin, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. Although he is over sixty years old, he has a calm and unrestrained air.
"Um."
Yang Yu really couldn't figure out how the master and apprentice got along on a daily basis, so he could only talk as little as possible.
He also had an impression of Mr. Lin Er.
The most outstanding figure among the first generation of the Hanging Seven Sons. After the sloppy Taoist faked his death and escaped, he became the new leader.
He does not have the peerless military power to dominate the times like his master, but he has shouldered heavy responsibilities and is the leader in martial arts. He is by no means an ordinary person.
His talent, temperament, and martial arts skills are also the best choice at the moment, but the light of his master is so bright that it seems dim.
"This is the secret book you asked for. Part of it is being read by the brothers and sisters. The rest has been fetched for you."
Lin Er put down the classics respectfully.
Although he had doubts in his heart, as a disciple, he naturally would not question his master. After bowing, he turned and left.
"Borrow your life..."
In the room with the door closed, Yang Yu lightly tapped the table and fell into deep thought.
Unlike Bodhidharma, who was an ascetic monk, this Taoist master was quite good at being a teacher. He learned a lot from a conversation.
Especially the understanding of the Four Steps of the Martial Saint and the explanation of the ‘Martial Arts Will’ have benefited him a lot.
only……
"No wonder the Liansheng sect has been suppressed in every dynasty and has survived for thousands of years. There is still such an 'old monster' in the sect..."
After a long time, Yang Yu shook his head, cleared away his distracting thoughts, and picked up the classics on the case.
Today's Xuankong Mountain naturally does not have the foundation that will dominate the martial arts world for thousands of years, but it is definitely not comparable to ordinary sects.
Now that he has the Taoist's promise, he will naturally not enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed.
"One Renyuan Great Pill is enough for me to practice hard for several years, but it is still a little insufficient to light the fire. However, compared to pills, I need to practice quietly at this time, consolidate my foundation, and accumulate my heritage."
Scanning the books on the case, Yang Yu was thinking in his heart.
None of the four steps of the Martial Saint can be surpassed. Even if he has a fighting power that is not inferior to that of the Grand Master at this time, the realm is still insurmountable.
The melting of hundreds of classics is not only the fusion of all kinds of energy and martial arts, but also the key node for the integration of qi and blood.
Without going through this step, what he has now is only inner energy, not true energy.
Without true energy, there is no way to penetrate all the apertures, let alone penetrate the profound entrance, and have the foundation for the unification of the three elements of essence, energy and spirit.
"Qi and blood blend together, and all dharmas become one."
What Yang Yuzheng was reading was the secret martial arts of Xuankong Mountain, ‘Taiyin Wuji’. Although he could not learn this internal refining method, he could absorb its essence.
The fundamental martial arts of Xuankong Mountain are ‘Pure Yang Kung’, ‘Taiyin Wuji’, ‘Sun Wuji’ and ‘Tai Chi Divine Kung Fu’.
Among them, Taiyin is for internal refining, and the Sun is for external refining. The combination of yin and yang manifests the true energy, which can penetrate all the orifices. Fang Jin Tai Chi, Tai Chi pure yang, is a unique magical skill that penetrates the profound entrance and unifies the three elements.
After flipping through the two martial arts disciplines of Taiyin and Taiyang, Yang Yu picked up the "Yin and Yang Wuji" that he was most concerned about.
This book records the mystery of 'the blending of Qi and blood'.
"The blend of Qi and blood, the melting of hundreds of scriptures..."
Any martial arts has its own unique force-generating techniques. The more martial arts a person practices, the more complex the strength in his body will be.
Therefore, the truly knowledgeable family members and true disciples of martial arts sects will only learn a few martial arts.
Yu Fengxian, Qi Gang, Yu Lingxian and others are all like this.
The purpose is to reduce the difficulty of casting hundreds of classics.
Why do the strong get stronger and the weak get weaker?
Because, while the Sanren are still apprentices to a low-level martial arts, the true successors of the great power are already preparing to cast hundreds of scriptures.
"Zhenzhen Zhang is indeed a figure who founded a sect and has had a profound influence for thousands of years. This Yin and Yang Wuji alone is comparable to any magical skills in later generations!"
As he flipped through the pages, Yang Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter.
He has been practicing martial arts for a short period of time, but due to the existence of the Cauldron of Gluttony, the number, complexity, and level of martial arts he has learned far exceeds that of any martial artist of the same level.
Although this allowed him to take advantage in the battle, it also invisibly raised the threshold for him to forge hundreds of scriptures.
Ordinary warriors only have one main ingredient in their furnace, but he has more than three or five?
Although there is a saying in the martial arts that the more martial arts you learn, the stronger your true energy will be after being forged over time, but the difficulty is real.
And this Yin-Yang Wuji gave him great inspiration.
"Yin Yang Great Millstone!"
Yang Yu closed the book, closed his eyes slightly, and pondered in his mind the secrets of this magical skill and the difficulties he might encounter.
After a long time, he stood up, crossed his legs on the couch, calmed down, and tried to condense a 'yin and yang millstone' in his body.
Buzz!
With a slight thought, Yang Yu's mind began to sink, and the internal organs, meridians, and even more subtle details in his body were revealed.
The strands of inner energy were mobilized by him, and after traveling throughout the body, they returned to the Dantian, but no longer traveled outward.
Instead, it stopped in the dantian, and the threads gathered and blended, slowly spinning.
call!
suck!
Gradually, there was no sound of turning books in the room, only the sound of long breathing could be heard from time to time.
Listening to Ruoyouruowu's breathing, Lin Er, who was protecting the law with his hands lowered outside the small courtyard, frowned slightly:
"Master, are you re-cultivating the 'Yin Yang Wuji Kung Fu'? Could it be that there are any flaws or omissions in this magical technique?"
…
…
rustle!
The fine sand slipped from the gaps between the slender fingers, and the eyes of the people on the barren mountain also moved with the sand.
"Although this is not the first time I have set foot in the fantasy world of immortals and demons, it is always incredible. What kind of power can create such an illusion?"
On the top of the barren mountain, there was a woman in purple clothes flying in the air. Her voice was clear and bright, like beads falling on a jade plate or the tinkling sound of spring water.
"The legendary 'cave heaven and blessed land' is nothing more than that, right?"
"Sister Wushuang..."
As her voice spread, all the eyes looking at her became blurred.
There is a kind of beauty that makes women feel ashamed and cannot help but be attracted to it.
"Sister, save me!"
At a certain moment, there was a whistling air flow, and a pink figure broke through the wind flow and scurried up the mountain. Before he could get closer, a crying voice came over.
"Um?"
The woman in purple turned around, her smoke waves flowing, and stars twinkling in her black and white eyes, bright and deep:
"Save you? With General Manager Yan Hong here, who can hurt you?"
"Sister!"
The girl in pink had a panicked expression on her face.
However, before she could speak, an old and cold voice came from far away:
"Bad maid!"
"General Manager Rouge!"
Hearing this voice, the girl in pink clothes became even more panicked, but Feng Wushuang looked normal and replied:
"What does the Grand Master want?"
call!
On another barren mountain a hundred feet away, the figure of a white-haired old woman suddenly appeared. She glanced coldly at the girl in pink:
"Where's the knotting pill?!"
"Jietaiwan?"
On the barren mountain, all the girls exclaimed, and the girl in pink trembled, and took out a bright red pill with a pale face.
The bright red pills sparkle with a cold aura. Viewed from a close distance, they look more like a piece of ice.
Jie Tai Wan is an extremely unpopular elixir among Liansheng Cult. The purpose of this elixir, as the name suggests, is to conceive a fetus.
Anyone who takes this medicine, regardless of gender, will suffer from dark knots in the fetus and become a medicine man who provides energy and spirit to the fetus in the abdomen. This is extremely evil.
And most of those fetuses will die, and only a few will survive, and most of them will be "ghost fetuses" with violent temperaments.
In the past, this was used to deal with apostate saints. Seeing this pill, everyone's expression changed.
"Jietai pills made by old mother?!"
Feng Wushuang flicked out a wisp of strong wind with her fingers, and the pill fell into her palm. She weighed it casually and frowned:
"The body of a saint in the religion must never be broken. The chief manager wants Li'er to take the pregnancy pill. Is this to destroy her life?"
The blushing face was slightly gloomy and a little fearful:
"If you want to get the Book of the Underworld, you must have a ghost fetus. This matter is a matter assigned by my mother. Wushuang, do you want to intervene?"
"Using a ghost fetus to elicit the Book of the Underworld?"
Feng Wushuang frowned slightly:
"Is the chief manager trying to trick me? What does the book of hell have to do with the ghost fetus?"
"A book from the underworld is not a book! Such a treasure can be transformed into any object in the world, including birds, animals, vegetation, and sand.
If you want to find this thing, ordinary methods will never work!"
Yan Hong said in a deep voice:
"With the ghost embryos borrowed by outsiders like us, and the treasures given by my mother, it is possible to elicit the book of the underworld..."
Her status in the sect is extremely high, second only to the Nine Elders and equal to the Chief Rudder of the Seven Paths. The status of ordinary saints is far inferior to her.
But among these people, the person in front of me is not included.
Although she is not afraid, as one of the most outstanding saints in the contemporary era, she is not willing to commit too many sins.
After all, even among magical masters, she is an extremely rare 'extreme' level holder.
"According to your opinion, does this Hades Book have its own will? And can it tell that we are outsiders?"
Feng Wushuang's eyes brightened slightly:
"This is quite interesting."
"Sister, save me..."
Seeing that she seemed to be interested, the girl in pink wailed, she would rather die than take the pregnancy pill.
"Sister!"
The other women also spoke out one after another, looking at the pregnancy pill with fear and fear. It was much scarier than any poison in the world.
Imagine a freak that was born by devouring your blood, blood and marrow, and finally hollowed you out into a piece of human skin.
How terrifying and terrifying is this?
"When my mother speaks, Wushuang doesn't dare to disobey her at all."
Feng Wushuang didn't reply. She covered her face with a fan and looked at Yan Hong on the other side of the mountain. A hint of a smile flashed in her eyes:
"However, Li'er's martial arts skills are meager and her Qi and blood are quite weak. The ghost fetus bred from her essence and blood may not be able to attract the Mingshu..."
"It is true that Yingli's martial arts skills are meager, but these days, he has also taken a lot of pills to replenish his essence and blood. It is more than enough to conceive a ghost fetus..."
The old woman Yan Hong frowned, slightly impatient:
"The illusion is closed and cannot come in or out. If she doesn't accept the elixir, who will?!"
"In my opinion, it would be better for the General Manager Yan Hong to take it himself! With your powerful energy and spirit of the three elements united into one, you will surely be able to produce the most perfect ghost fetus..."
Feng Wushuang folding fan:
"Old clams grow pearls, which is a beautiful thing in the world!"