Nine Yin Manual Complete

The group then settled down on Peach Blossom Island.

That evening, Ji Boying had Huang Rong prepare some tonics, which she then added to Zhou Botong's food. Zhou Botong ate a lot of it, and the tonics were also placed in incense, making the room smell wonderful.

Huang Rong was young and didn't really know anything about matters between men and women, but she knew about medicine.

Huang Yaoshi was a learned man who could concoct Nine Flower Jade Dew Pill and Wuchang Powder. He also left behind a large number of prescriptions and medicinal materials on Peach Blossom Island.

And those aphrodisiacs don't explicitly state the relationship between men and women on the prescription; they only vaguely mention its benefits to both.

So Huang Rong knew what medicine to prepare, but she didn't know what Ji Boying intended to use it for.

Ying Gu has been practicing Daoist internal energy cultivation during this period.

Having avenged her great grudge, she was in a good mood. Her wrinkles, though not completely gone, were more relaxed, making her look less strange and giving her a resemblance to the imperial concubine of yesteryear.

After a hearty meal and drinks that night, he only wanted to talk to Zhou Botong about his son from back then.

The two then went to the room that had been prepared in advance.

So, with a little effort, the good thing was accomplished.

The good deed was accomplished, but it also stirred up Zhou Botong's unpleasant memories, making him want to escape again.

But Ying Gu pulled her aside and cried, "If you leave, and I get pregnant again, who will I rely on? If I have another child, who will we, a widow and an orphan, rely on? What if someone tries to harm my child? It would be better if we just died. It's better to have two lives lost now."

After crying and sobbing for a while, Zhou Botong was ultimately captivated by the child, so he could only sigh and stay put.

It's not that easy to get pregnant again like that.

But Zhou Botong was indeed a bit simple-minded, and he was easily fooled by Ying Gu.

In the latter half of the night, fueled by the effects of the tonic, they had sex a second time.

Ji Boying returned to his room with peace of mind, no longer worried about Zhou Botong escaping, and could slowly drain his martial arts skills.

The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Ji Boying had already practiced his martial arts several times in the courtyard before Zhou Botong lazily came out.

Although he came out late, he didn't seem tired at all; in fact, he was full of energy. His Daoist Internal Cultivation was truly profound. Zhou Botong had cultivated his health for so many years, and this little bit of energy couldn't tire him out.

Furthermore, the natural way is to both block and dredge.

After so many years of congestion, now that it's being cleared, things will naturally feel much better.

Upon seeing Ji Boying practicing his martial arts, he approached with a smile.

"Hey bro, what kind of kung fu do you practice? Teach me!"

"This is the Iron Palm Technique that I snatched from Qiu Qianren. Do you want to practice it? The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is the skill of Senior Hong. I naturally cannot pass it on without his permission. But this Iron Palm Technique is fine."

"We must learn!"

Zhou Botong nodded repeatedly.

"Alright, since you want to learn, you can trade one skill with me."

"Alright, alright, what kind of kung fu do you want? I know a lot of kung fu."

Ji Boying said, "Don't bring out the Quanzhen Sect's kung fu. I'm a member of the Quanzhen Sect now, and I'm qualified to practice these skills. Is there any martial art that the sect doesn't have? Do you know the Nine Yin Manual?"

"The Nine Yin Manual?"

Zhou Botong was startled and shook his head repeatedly, his hair and beard flying wildly.

"The Nine Yin Manual? No, no, I don't know it either. You're a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and according to the rules, you can't practice the Nine Yin Manual. Oh, right, I remember now, the palm technique you used yesterday clearly had the feel of the Heart Severing Palm. You've practiced the Nine Yin Manual, haven't you?"

Ji Boying nodded generously and said.

"I have already mastered the second volume of the Nine Yin Manual, and now I am only missing the first volume. No one has ever told me that disciples of the Quanzhen Sect cannot practice the Nine Yin Manual, and I was not originally a member of the Quanzhen Sect."

Zhou Botong shook his head.

"But you are already one now, and you know it now. You can't continue practicing now that you've practiced before."

Ji Boying replied, "I practiced the Nine Yin Manual not for any other reason than to quickly master it and greatly increase my power so I could go out and help Huang Yaoshi fight. Do you know what Huang Yaoshi is doing?"

Ji Boying then recounted what had happened outside.

"We are now raising an army to resist the Jin. Don't you know that what Patriarch Chongyang wanted to do most back then was to resist the Jin? It was only because he failed that he had to enter the martial arts world. If you were to ask Patriarch Chongyang, resisting the Jin would be far more important than practicing martial arts."

"So if we master the Nine Yin Manual and fight against the Jin, Patriarch Chongyang will definitely not be unhappy. If he were still alive, he would definitely support us. But you insist on sticking to the rules and not letting others practice it. If your kung fu is not good enough and you can't beat the Jin people and fail, Patriarch Chongyang will definitely scold you for being ignorant."

Zhou Botong tugged at his beard, his face contorted in a grimace.

"But... but... but my senior brother is afraid that this skill will cause bloodshed in the martial arts world again..."

"Sigh, what's there to be afraid of? We can practice it ourselves and not tell anyone else. Don't you want to see the skills in the Nine Yin Manual? I really don't know how interesting it must be for a divine skill that the Five Greats are fighting over."

Zhou Botong became even more anxious upon hearing this, scratching his head and not knowing what to do.

"Besides, I've already broken the rule by practicing the second volume, so practicing the first volume won't be a big deal."

"Then... then you're telling me... our senior brother really won't be angry, and he'll be willing to let us practice?"

Ji Boying's tone was, of course, affirmative.

"This martial art is both interesting and powerful. Patriarch Chongyang dared not let others practice it, naturally because he was afraid that others would use it to do bad things. Would the two of us do bad things? The two of us would not do bad things. We still have to fight against the Jin and fulfill Patriarch Chongyang's last wish. If we practice this skill to do good things, why would he be angry? He would definitely praise you and say, 'Botong, you did a good job.'"

Zhou Botong scratched his head and cheeks for a while before finally making up his mind.

"Okay, let's practice."

Having made up his mind, he smiled and took out the first volume, immediately flipping through it in court; he had been itching to read it for a long time.

Ji Boying didn't care about him.

The Old Urchin had already mastered it long ago, without even realizing it himself.

I read through the entire first volume again.

Finally, combined with the second volume, the Nine Yin Manual is complete.

Although he couldn't understand the Sanskrit General Outline, Ji Boying was exceptionally gifted; he only needed to Quietly Reciting the Yellow Court to gradually comprehend it.

The two of them read through the scripture.

He casually put it aside and started gesturing right there in the yard.

Zhou Botong felt that the more he practiced, the more comfortable he became. He could easily master any skill. He was surprised that he could learn the Nine Yin Manual so quickly. Was it really tailor-made for him, or was it because his senior brother was blessed by the heavens?

Zhou Botong had witnessed a great deal of martial arts while following Wang Chongyang, and naturally knew that the more powerful the martial art, the higher the threshold. Yet, he was amazed that he could master the Nine Yin Manual, which had such a great reputation.

As I practiced, I felt even happier. It must be my senior brother protecting me from heaven; otherwise, there's no other explanation.