Feng Qingyang Imparts His Skills at Night

Feng Qingyang's sword strike was not only fast, but it also sealed off almost all of Dongfang Bubai's variations.

No matter whether Dongfang Bubai uses a knife, a sword, a spear, a palm strike, or a hidden weapon, any flaws in the techniques derived from the human body are sealed off as the sword relentlessly approaches him.

This sword also seemed to have a pair of "eyes" for energy, and even invisible energy channels were struck at their vital points by the trembling tip of the sword.

This is the [Nine Swords of Dugu].

Attack without defending, anticipate the enemy's moves, and strike when the enemy is caught off guard.

[Arrow Breaking Style] A method to counter all kinds of hidden weapons in the world;

[Palm Breaking Style] This technique breaks through all kinds of fist, foot, and finger techniques.

[Rope Breaking Style] Breaks through soft weapons;

[Whip Breaking Style] Breaks through short weapons;

[Spear Breaking Style] Breaks through long weapons;

[Qi Breaking Style] Targets the Qi itself;

[General Formula Style] This formula summarizes all the changes in the human body, which is both a technique for defeating enemies and a general principle for application.

At this moment, Dongfang Bubai felt like prey caught in a spider web, unable to break free no matter what.

But he is not an insect either.

It was birds.

Swords clashed, one force overwhelming the other!

The sword in Feng Qingyang's hand broke into pieces. Dongfang Bubai could have used his superior speed and Lightness Skill to get close to him, but he retreated instead.

He was wrapped in a scarlet carpet, and there was also a thick log.

Before Feng Qingyang knew what Dongfang Bubai was up to, Ning Zhongze had just leaped into the sword circle to join the battle when a huge paraglider had already taken shape in her hand and was strapped to her back.

Yang Lianting also retreated to the edge of the cliff.

"Goodbye."

He leaped into the thick clouds, but Dongfang Bubai, arriving late, caught him like a Falcon.

"Don't run!"

Feng Qingyang chased to the edge of the cliff and saw only a splash of scarlet.

"He actually escaped. No wonder he's the leader of the Demonic Sect." Yue Buqun exclaimed in surprise.

He didn't make a move because he saw that Li Lin didn't move either.

But he never expected that Dongfang Bubai would escape in this way.

All that remained were the dilapidated pavilions and a dozen or so young men in tight-fitting clothes who served as attendants.

Li Lin did indeed want the two of them to leave smoothly.

With just this thought, Dongfang Bubai had a flash of inspiration and came up with this method. The paraglider was not perfect, but Dongfang Bubai filled and stretched it with his true energy. Yang Lianting cooperated so well because of this thought.

The two managed to escape successfully.

"Get out of here!" Feng Qingyang sheathed his sword and turned around.

He was, after all, from a prestigious and upright family, and did not vent his anger on the dozen or so young men in their martial arts attire.

"Thank you for your mercy, sir!" They fled in haste, not even having time to pack their belongings.

Wait until they leave.

Feng Qingyang walked up to Yue Buqun with a desolate expression. "Come on, take me to see Chong'er."

"What? You're my grandfather? Brother Tian and I have such a connection?"

Linghu Chong's murky eyes finally regained some luster.

That's great, I made the right choice in helping Brother Tian.

I actually helped him meet the gods.

I am not alone.

I have family!

I have a grandfather!

My grandfather was also from Mount Hua!

I was born a Huashan native!

Linghu Chong was in high spirits and now wished he could drink three hundred cups of good wine!

"Chong'er, I will not pursue your mistakes any further. I hope that you will uphold righteousness and ward off evil, abide by the sect rules, and not make the same mistakes again," Yue Buqun said.

After much deliberation, he decided to give up telling his apprentice that his affair with Six Monkeys had been exposed.

His apprentice was in such a terrible state that he couldn't bear to punish him any further.

"Master." Linghu Chong's eyes reddened. He felt that his master had been too good to him, forgiving such a mistake. He deserved to die!

Late at night.

In the dimly lit room, a tall, solitary figure stood.

She stared intently at the man lying on the bed.

Just as the monkey was about to cry out, a pebble flew out and hit it squarely in the pressure point where it could not speak.

"Lu Dayou."

"Who hissed? Uncle Feng."

Lu Dayou looked at the newcomer in horror, ignoring the tearing sensation in his buttocks.

Today, through his master's introduction, he met the grandfather of this grand-uncle, the eldest brother.

"Do you know what kind of poison Chong'er used when he attacked you?"

"You know... it was you?!"

"Of course it wasn't me!" Feng Qingyang suppressed the urge to reprimand Lu Dayou. "That was a sorcerer who Chong'er astray."

"It's good that it's not you. If it were your senior brother, he would be very sad. He finally has a blood relative." Lu Dayou breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are truly devoted to him wholeheartedly." Feng Qingyang sighed. "Now I understand why that sorcerer said you would resemble him. Listen carefully, that poison is a Gu poison; only when one is moved by love will one feel desire."

"No, that's..." Lu Dayou's heart trembled, unsure whether it was joy or fear, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said, "That's because Senior Brother has mistaken me for Junior Sister."

"No, that's deception, deceiving yourself into believing you're attracted to Junior Sister." Feng Qingyang shook his head. "I possess a divine skill that can reverse Yin and Yang. Once mastered, there will be no more obstacles between you and Chong'er. However..."

"I'm willing. I'm not the only man in my family. Only a beautiful woman is worthy of a great hero like my senior brother," Lu Dayou said. "He may like to drink, be combative, and be unruly in our master's eyes, but he will always be a hero in my eyes."

"I still remember ten years ago, the year I first came up the mountain."

"He saved my life, and he taught me swordsmanship, lifting and lowering, step by step."

"It's him."

He didn't say anything more, his eyes only showing determination.

Feng Qingyang sighed, "Listen to me, 'To practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself; if one does not castrate oneself, one can still succeed.'"

In the Library of Mount Hua.

Li Lin looked into the distance and gave a strange smile.

He then picked up the manuscript again.

He did not sneak in; rather, he did so at Yue Buqun's request to organize the martial arts of Mount Hua.

At this moment, even the [Purple Haze Manual] was placed before him for him to read.

"Interesting, the [Mount Hua Heart Method] and the [Quanzhen Great Dao Song], the [Bao Yuan Jin] and the [Golden Gate Lock Jade Art]."

Huashan martial arts are not entirely inherited from Quanzhen, and the Founders of the current Huashan Sword Sect is not Hao Datong.

But Hao Datong did indeed found the Mount Hua Sect.

But before that, there were various sects in Mount Hua.

The current Huashan Sword Sect is a combination of the remaining traditions of several Mount Hua Sect after the passage of time.

It's just that the more authentic parts are more numerous.

Li Lin then discovered traces of Quanzhen martial arts in the current Huashan martial arts.

Unfortunately, most of it has been lost, with only the [Zixia Divine Skill] retaining some traces of the [Innate Skill].

But this was not difficult for Li Lin.

The next day.

"When the Great Dao is first cultivated, the nine orifices are opened, and the nine orifices are originally located at the coccyx. First, it rushes from the sole of the foot to the Yongquan point, and then gradually rises to the knee. After passing the knee, it slowly reaches the coccyx, and then rapidly rotates at the top of the head. It passes through the Golden Lock Gate and descends the Chong Lou Bridge, and the twelve-story palace descends."

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"What kind of martial art is this?" Yue Buqun in the Positive Qi Hall, his expression filled with horror.

Although the incantation is different, upon closer examination, it largely overlaps with the [Mount Hua Heart Method] and [Bao Yuan Jin].

The difference is that it is more subtle and unfathomable.

"The Quanzhen Great Dao Song of Quanzhen and the Golden Gate Lock Jade Art," Li Lin said. "The former allows people to practice Qigong while walking, sitting, or lying down, while the latter is a technique for processing true Qi, similar to the Purple Cloud Art and Bao Yuan Jin."

"Could this be the supreme martial art of the Quanzhen Sect, once the number one sect in the world?" Yue Buqun exclaimed excitedly.

Although the Mount Hua Heart Method allows one to circulate Qi while walking, sitting, or lying down, it requires diligent practice. If one's mind is wandering or half-hearted, this cannot be achieved.

While the "Bao Yuan Jin" technique can make the body resemble a Core Elixir, preventing the leakage of essence and energy, and allowing the internal energy to undergo countless refinements, it requires maintaining one's original state and a very high level of mental discipline.

It is far inferior to the [Golden Gate Lock Jade Art], which moves with the Qi and integrates into the body's instincts, using Qi to promote changes in temperament and calm the mind. Once the skill reaches the point where intention and spirit are in harmony, the mind is completely clear, without any thoughts or external interference.

If he possessed the "Golden Gate Lock Jade Art," he would likely have already mastered the "Purple Cloud Art."

"It's not exactly a divine skill, and this isn't the original either," Li Lin said. "As times change and the environment changes, the methods of cultivating qi must also change with the times. The current methods of cultivating qi are the most suitable for the Human World. I'm just reproducing the essence and profound aspects of qigong that you have abandoned because of the changes in the times, with reference to the current environment."

"This is a divine skill, the divine skill that made my Mount Hua the number one sect," Yue Buqun said.

This kind of qigong, which can be practiced even by the most foolish and ignorant, is like a jar of fine wine that becomes more mellow with age [without end], and is the true foundation of the school.

"This can only guarantee the stable emergence of masters like Shaolin and Wudang, it High God at all." Li Lin shook his head. "The real divine skill is to build a solid foundation of internal strength with the highest efficiency."

"Accumulating knowledge bit by bit and refining one's internal energy is good, but speed does not mean it is bad."

"A person's emotions are easily affected by their physical condition. Only by cultivating powerful qigong in one's youth, and refining the youthful spirit and the middle-aged composure into one's qi, can one easily become one with qi and with qigong."

"If one waits until old age, one will only become a so-called 'old tortoise who has seen through the world,' and will no longer have the drive to imbue the spirit itself."

"But there are ultimately more mediocre people in the world, so the mainstream Buddhist and Daoist qigong practices emphasize aging, gentleness, and stillness."

"Even Buddhist qigong, which is mainly characterized by strength and intensity, is at its core gentle and tranquil."

Phew——!

The materialized, intangible true energy resonated in Li Lin's outstretched palm as he spoke, as if a thousand cranes were hidden within him.

Yue Buqun felt that even the slightest leak would be enough to take his life.

He stared intently at the energy in Li Lin's palm; in his eyes, it wasn't energy, but crimson blood.

Qi is blood, and skill is the body.

With such a wondrous and unpredictable realm unfolding before his eyes, Yue Buqun wished this moment could last forever.

But

Things don't change according to people's wishes.

Li Lin clenched his fist, and his inner energy once again seeped into his Indestructible Through Ten Thousand Tribulations body.

"I've learned a lot," Yue Buqun said, somewhat disappointed.

"Finally, the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown Palm can also be called the Frosty Tread Ice Break Palm." Li Lin tossed out a manual he had written the night before.

"[Three Flowers Gathering at the Top] This points out the secret to its cultivation: the upper, middle and lower dantian gather essence, qi and spirit at the Baihui Acupoint on the top of the head, and then circulate through the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian."

"[Walking on frost and breaking ice] describes the strength of the palm."

"It means that if you see frost, ice is not far away."

"It's not that a palm strike can create frost, but rather that the palm strike is initially as weak and powerless as frost, but its power is continuous and unending, like a sudden blizzard."

"[Zixia Divine Skill]!" Yue Buqun immediately thought of it.

"Yes, once you master the [Purple Cloud Qi], every palm strike will be the [Frosty Tread Ice Break Palm], and every sword strike will be the [Frost -Frosty Tread Ice Break Sword]." Li Lin nodded. "This palm technique is one of the predecessors of the [Purple Cloud Divine Skill]."

"If it hadn't been lost, the Zixia Divine Skill wouldn't be so difficult to master."

"It is equivalent to the dynamic version of the static skill, the Zixia Divine Skill."

However, it is quite normal that it has been lost.

As times change, the same method of circulating qi has become less effective in modern times.

Weapons became the dominant weapon.

The skills required for fists, feet, fingers, and palms are even higher.

To be considered a master in this art, one must be able to achieve a state where the difference between having a weapon and not having one is extremely subtle.

Therefore, even the most renowned masters of Mount Song, who were famous for their Dao Art such as the Great Yin Yang Palm, the Pagoda Holding Hand, the Immortal Crane Hand, and the Great Songyang Hand, still carried swords.

The skills of fists, feet, fingers, and palms began to resemble training methods, the foundation of weapon techniques.

Since the [Purple Cloud Divine Skill] could achieve the same level, the [Frosty Tread Ice Break Palm] was naturally overlooked and lost.

Just like the "Eagle Snake Life and Death Struggle," one of the Nine Skills of Mount Hua.

"Does this mean that my [Purple Cloud Divine Skill] can be perfected through it?"

Yue Buqun's excited question interrupted the internal monologue in Li Lin's mind.

"Maybe."

Fake.

After Yue Buqun mastered Li Lin's version of the "Bixie Sword Manual," his internal energy was no longer comparable to what it used to be.

Even with the help of the Frosty Tread Ice Break Palm, it would take Yue Buqun at least twenty or thirty years to permanently transform such true energy into [Purple Cloud Qi].

By then, he was already in his seventies or eighties.

"Master, the martial uncles from the Sword Sect have arrived, along with the martial uncles and junior sisters from Mount Song."

Liang Fa's voice suddenly came from outside.

At this moment, what stung Yue Buqun was not the 'Sword Sect', but his 'Junior Sister'.

Damn it!

Here come a few more shameless bastards trying to steal Lingshan's man!

"Fa'er, I'm coming right now." Yue Buqun said casually, "Young Master Li, you?"

"I'll go too." Li Lin pretended not to see Yue Buqun's twitching eyes and acted as if he was extremely curious about the person who came.

Soon they arrived at the former Sword Qi Soaring Hall.

A hearty laugh was coming from inside.

"Uncle Feng, you're actually still alive."

"Come, Junior Nephew Feng, let your Uncle teach you the [Fierce Wind Fast Sword], which was corrected by Alliance Leader Zuo."

"Junior Sister Ning, it's been a long time."

Upon hearing someone mention "Junior Sister Ning," their voice still filled with reminiscence, Yue Buqun used his Lightness Skill to flash into the hall.

"Junior Brother Yue."

"Senior Brother Yue." x3

"Uncle Yue." x3

Seven outsiders were standing in the hall.

One of them is Lu Bai, the "Immortal Crane Hand" of the Songshan Sect.

Standing beside him were three girls, some cute, some charming, and some innocent, all dressed in pale yellow, with weapons of the Songshan Sect at their waists.

The other three were acquaintances whom Yue Buqun had not seen for many years.

Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou, and Cong Buqi of the Huashan Sword Sect.

He immediately recognized the word "Junior Sister" as coming from Cong Buqi, and he didn't realize he was wrong. Cong Buqi was currently glancing at Ning Zhongze, who still retained her charm, from time to time out of the corner of his eye.

Li Lin was also certain.

In the original timeline, it was also that Bu Qi was eager to search Ning Zhongze, claiming it was for the [Bixie Sword Manual], but everyone knew what Sima Zhao was really up to.

"Young Master Li!" x3

Upon seeing Li Lin arrive, the three female disciples from Songshan immediately spoke sweetly.

Their voices were all unique, some alluring, some clear, and some melodious.

Combined with their faces, it creates a particularly striking contrast.