them?!
"who are they?"
"them……"
In the bronze mirror, the old Taoist expression changed slightly:
"There is great terror between life and death. The higher the person is, the more arrogant he is, the more he cannot tolerate his old age and death.
However, life span is not interfered with by human resources. Throughout history, there are only a handful of people who can live for two hundred years.
But this refers to normal circumstances…”
"What do you mean is that there are abnormal situations?"
Yang Yu's heart moved.
"Although the old Taoist doesn't know how they did it, there are probably some who survived with 'borrowing life'. The old Taoist knows that such an old monster..."
Old monster?!
Yang Yu was shocked. This Taoist master was the one who had lived for four hundred years. He could be called an old monster by him...
"At that time, the old Taoist was young and energetic, and could not stand the lewdness of the people. He was so angry that he rushed into Dayan Mountain with his sword. He killed dozens or hundreds of people for three days and four nights in a row..."
The old Taoist's understatement said, skipping the killing, and his voice became solemn:
"Depending on the Dayan Mountain, I met an old monster. She was complacent, took people to eat, and prolonged her life.
He said that he was friends with Lu Chen and discussed Taoism with Bodhidharma. He seemed to be old and kind, but he was actually very fierce!"
Pity for the teachings of life?
Old woman?!
Yang Yu's heart was thrilled.
I suddenly remembered the old pig farmer he saw in a glance when he first refined the recipe of Jiuniu and Erhu many years ago.
Could it be...
"This old monster can live even more than me. In four hundred years, I have seen her at least three or four times. The first time I saw her, she is old, but I am almost dead, and she is still old..."
The old Taoist said, and suddenly sneered:
"However, when I suppressed the broken pages of Mingshu, I also pulled Dayan Mountain in and combined the 72 talisman arrays transformed by the Earth Movement. Even if I can't kill her, it's enough to let her eat all the food she has been eating over the years!"
Yang Yu was amazed at the ears of his mouth. Apart from saying that Dao Ye was mighty, he didn't know what he said.
I just woke up in my heart. If there is indeed a way to prolong life in this world, then there will be more than one old monster who is afraid of surviving?
"However, there are also hidden dangers. For more than a thousand years, whenever the illusion is opened, there will be evil deeds from the Liansheng Sect coming in from Dayan Mountain, and they will be killed even if they are killed..."
The old Taoist does not hide his disgust at all, and his joy and anger are from the heart:
"You have become an old Taoist this time. You can learn the martial arts in the Hanging Mountain, but after learning a few, you have to kill a few evil deeds from Liansheng Sect!"
"My younger brother understand."
Yang Yu's eyes were slightly bright, which was right for his thoughts.
Da da da da da ~
As the knock on the door rang, the color in the bronze mirror faded away. 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 sloppy Taoist who is unkempt, Mr. Lin Er's appearance is excellent. Under the half-black and half-white Taoist robe, he has a well-proportioned and slender body.
His facial features are thin, his long beard under his jaw, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes are over 60 years old, but he has a calm and chic smell.
"Um."
Yang Yu really couldn't control how the master and apprentice got along in daily life, so he could only talk less.
He also has an impression of this Mr. Lin Er.
The most outstanding figure among the seven sons of the first generation, after the sloppy Taoist pretended to die and escaped, he became the new leader.
He does not have the peerless force that he can suppress the times like his master, but he bears the burden and holds the martial arts world. He is definitely not an ordinary person.
His talent, mind, and martial arts are also a temporary choice, but his master's brilliance is too strong to appear dim.
"This is the secret you want. Some of the brothers and sisters are reading it, and the rest are taken for you."
Lin Er respectfully put down the classics.
Although he was confused, as a disciple, he naturally would not question his master. After bowing, he turned around and left.
"Borrow your life..."
In the room where the door was closed, Yang Yu lightly buckled the table and fell into deep thought.
Unlike Bodhidharma, who was born as an ascetic monk, this Taoist master has a good temper as a teacher. After talking, he gained a lot.
Especially the understanding of the four steps of the Martial Saint and the explanation of "Marriage Will" benefited him a lot.
only……
"No wonder Liansheng Cult has been suppressed throughout the dynasties and can survive for thousands of years. There is actually such an 'old monster' in the church..."
After a long time, Yang Yu shook his head, emptied his distracting thoughts, and picked up the classics on the desk.
Today's Hanging Mountain naturally does not have the foundation that is the best martial arts world a thousand years later, but it is definitely not comparable to ordinary sects.
Since he had the promise of the old Taoist, he naturally would not enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed.
"A human Yuan Da Pill is enough to satisfy my years of hard practice, but it is still a bit insufficient to ignite the fire. However, compared to the elixir, I need to practice more quietly, consolidate the foundation, and accumulate the foundation."
As his eyes swept over the classics on the case, Yang Yu thought about it.
There is no step to overcome in the four steps of the Martial Saint. Even if he asks himself that he has the combat power that is not as good as a grandmaster, his realm is still insurmountable.
The melting of hundreds of meridians is not only about integrating all kinds of qi and martial arts, but also a key node for the fusion of qi and blood.
Without going through this step, he has only internal energy, not true energy.
Without true qi, you cannot penetrate all the orifices, and there is no foundation for the three elements of essence, energy, and spirit.
"Qi and blood blend together, and all dharmas are united."
What Yang Yuzheng read was the secret martial arts of Xuankongshan, "Taiyin Wuji". Although he could not learn this internal practice method, the essence of it could be absorbed.
The fundamental martial arts of Hanging Mountain are "Pure Yang Gong", "Taiyin Wuji", "Sun Wuji" and "Tai Chi Divine Power".
Among them, Taiyin is internal refining, the sun is external refining, Yin and Yang combine to manifest the true qi, and all the orifices are connected. Fang Jin Taiji, Taiji pure Yang is also a unique skill that penetrates the mystical gate and returns to the three elements.
After reading Taiyin, Yang Yu took over the two sects of Taiyang and the two internal and external martial arts, which he was most concerned about, "Yin and Yang Wuji".
This school records the mystery of "fusion of qi and blood".
"Qi and blood blend together, and hundreds of meridians melt and cast..."
Any martial arts has its own unique skills to exert force. The more martial arts a person practices, the more complicated the power in his body will become.
Therefore, the true family members and true disciples of the Wulin Sect who have a foundation can only learn a few martial arts.
Yu Fengxian, Qi Gang, Yu Lingxian and others are all like this.
In order to reduce the difficulty of melting and casting hundreds of meridians.
Why is the stronger the stronger the weaker the weaker?
Because, while Sanren was still apprenticing to a lower-level martial arts, the true teachings of the real great forces were already preparing to melt the hundreds of classics.
"Zhang Zhenren is worthy of being a figure who has established a sect and has influenced thousands of years. This sect, Yin and Yang Wuji, is worthy of comparison with any magical power in later generations!"
As he read page by page, Yang Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter.
He has been practicing martial arts for a short time, but because of the existence of the gluttony tripod, he learned so much, the complexity and the grade are far higher than any warrior of the same level.
Although this allowed him to take advantage of the martial arts battle, it also invisibly raised the threshold for his melting and casting of hundreds of classics.
There is only one main piece of material in the stove of an ordinary warrior, but he has more than three or five pieces?
Although there is a saying that the more martial arts you have learned in the martial arts world, the stronger the true energy will become after the hundreds of classics are melted, the difficulty is that it really exists.
And this Yin and Yang Wuji gave him great inspiration.
"Yin and Yang Grinding Steel!"
Yang Yu closed the book, closed his eyes slightly, and pondered the secrets of this magical skill and the possible difficulties in his mind.
After a long time, he stood up and sat cross-legged on the couch, calmed his mind and tried to condense a "Yin and Yang Grinding Steel" in his body.
Buzz!
As the thoughts moved slightly, Yang Yu's mind sank, and the internal organs, meridians and even more subtle parts of the body will appear.
He mobilized the strands of internal energy. After wandering through his whole body, he returned to the dantian, but no longer wandered outward.
Instead, it stays in the dantian, gathers and blends in strands, and slowly rotates.
call!
suck!
Gradually, there was no sound of flipping through books in the house, only long breathing sounded from time to time.
Listening to the faint breathing, Lin Er, who was hunching his hands outside the courtyard, frowned slightly:
"Master is re-practice of the 'Yin Yang Wuji Gong'? Could it be that there are any flaws, mistakes and omissions in this magical skill?"
...
...
rustle!
The fine sand and soil slid down from the gaps of the delicate five fingers, and the eyes of the people on the barren mountain also moved with the sand and soil.
"Although it is not the first time I have entered the fantasy of immortals and magic, it always has incredible. What kind of power can create such a fantasy?"
On the top of the barren mountain, there was purple clothes flying, and her voice was clear and bright, like a pearl falling from a jade plate, and the spring water was twitching.
"The legendary 'blessed land of the cave' is nothing more than that, right?"
"Sister Wushuang..."
As her voice spread, all the eyes that looked at her became blurred.
There is a kind of beauty that makes women feel ashamed and unable to help but be attracted.
"Senior sister, save me!"
At one moment, an airflow roared, and a pink figure broke through the wind and rushed up to the top of the mountain in a panic. Before getting close, it came over with a crying voice.
"Um?"
The woman in purple turned around, her smoke flowed, and there seemed to be stars in her black and white eyes, bright and deep:
"Save you? With the Yanhong Chief Manager here, who can hurt you?"
"Senior Sister!"
The girl in pink looked panicked, and the pear blossoms were raining.
However, before she could speak, an old and cold voice came from a very far away:
"Bitch!"
"Yanhong Chief Manager!"
Hearing this sound, the girl in pink became even more panicked, but Feng Wushuang looked as usual, reply:
"What does the chief executive want?"
call!
On another barren mountain a hundred feet away, a white-haired old woman suddenly appeared. She glanced at the girl in pink with cold eyes:
"Where is the fetal pill?!"
"Feal Pill?"
On the barren mountain, the girls exclaimed, and the girl in pink trembled even more, and she took out a bright red pill with her pale face.
The bright red pills flashed with a cold breath. When you watch them up close, they look like a lump of ice.
Jiefei Pills are an extremely unpopular elixir in Liansheng Sect. The use of this elixir, as the name suggests, is Caifei.
Anyone who takes this medicine, regardless of gender, will become a medicine that provides energy and spirit to the fetus in the belly, which is very evil.
Most of the fetuses born will die, and only a very small number of them can survive, and most of them are violent and cruel "ghost ulterior motives".
In the past, this was used to deal with the apostate saints. When everyone saw this pill, they were all disgusted.
"The fetal pills made by my old mother?!"
Feng Wushuang bounced a strong wind out of her fingers, and the pill had already fallen into her palm. She weighed it casually, and her brows couldn't help but frown:
"The saint in the church must never break her body. Will Li'er take the fetal pills to ruin her life?"
Yanhong's face was slightly dark, and she was a little afraid:
"If you want to get the book of the underworld, you must have a ghost. This matter is a matter taught by my mother. Wushuang, do you want to intervene?"
"Turn out the book of the underworld with a ghost ulterior motive?"
Feng Wushuang frowned slightly:
"Are the chief executive lying to me? What does the relationship between the book of the Netherworld and the ulterior motive?"
"The books of the underworld are not books! Such treasures can be transformed into any object in the world, birds, animals, plants, trees, mud and sand.
If you want to find this thing, it is absolutely impossible to do it!"
Yanhong said in a deep voice:
"Only by the ghostly ulterior motives borrowed by us and other outsiders and the treasures given by our mother, it is possible to lead to the book of the underworld..."
She has a very high status in the sect, second only to the nine elders, and is on par with the seventh-dominated throne. The status of the saint is far inferior to her.
But among these people, the one in front of them is not included.
Although she is not afraid, as one of the most outstanding saints in contemporary times, she is not willing to offend her more.
After all, even among the Lord of Supernatural Powers, she is also an extremely rare owner of the "extreme" rank.
"According to your intention, does this book of Nether have its own will? Can it tell that we are outsiders?"
Feng Wushuang's eyes were slightly bright:
"This is very interesting."
"Senior sister, save me..."
Seeing that she seemed to be interested, the girl in pink cried out in tears. She would rather die than take the fetal pills.
"Senior Sister!"
The other women also spoke out, looking at the fetal pill with fear and fear. This was much more terrifying than any poison in the world.
Just imagine a monster that devours your essence, blood and bone marrow, and finally hollows you into a human skin.
How terrifying and awesome is this?
"Wu Shuang dared not disobey the slightest bit of my mother's words."
Feng Wushuang didn't reply. She covered her face with a fan and looked at the red red on the other end of the mountain. A smile flashed in her eyes:
"However, Li'er's martial arts skills are loose and her qi and blood are quite weak. The ghost ulterior motives that are nurtured with her essence and blood are not sure to attract the 'Hide Book'..."
"Ying Li's martial arts skills are very thin, but these days, he has taken a lot of pills to make up for essence and blood. It is more than enough to nurture ghost ulterior motives..."
The old woman Yanhong frowned, a little impatient:
"The illusion is closed and there is no entry or exit. She doesn't accept the pill, who will accept it?!"
"In my opinion, it's better to take it yourself by the Yanhong General Manager! With your powerful spirit of three-in-one, you will surely be able to produce the most perfect ulterior motive..."
Feng Wushuang folding fan:
Chapter completed!