Chapter 7: Killing Technique Cloud Thorn

The rock peak is made up of countless collapsed huge rocks, hundreds of zhang high, across dozens of miles, the group of rocks gray and white criss-crossed, the cave fortresses can be seen everywhere, sometimes there is the terrible cry of the ape from the clouds, pines, fog and cypress, so that people can hear, trembling all over, hair stands on end.

Yan Ling stood on a huge rock, looking up at the cloud-filled rock peak, and shuddered in his heart, "Master...... What kind of place is this?"

"This is the West Mountain Rock Peak. Our Lady said indifferently, "Master should have brought you here a long time ago, but you are of average health, so it has been delayed until now." โ€

"Master: Why did you bring your apprentices here?" Yan Ling was confused.

"Master has brought you here today to teach you the art of killing. "Our Lady said, as soon as the right palm is unfolded, a weapon appears, "This weapon is called 'Cloud Thorn', the sheath is three feet five inches long, like a green bamboo, the thorn is three feet three inches long, like a sword and as thin as a stitch, it is made of Kunwu red copper, the sheath and the thorn can be used as a sword, both hands hold the sheath and the thorn, the sheath can be dialed, can be blocked, can be hit, can be pierced, can be picked, can be pierced, can be stabbed...... The sheath is used together, light and dexterous, and it is easy to attack and defend, which is really a miracle soldier in the early years of the division. โ€

Our Lady speaks as she speaks, and she moves around the demonstration.

Yan Ling watched from the sidelines, fascinated and full of joy.

In a short time, the Holy Mother taught Yan Ling the twelve-way moves and four-way footwork of Li Shan's Cloud Splitting Thorn, and then taught Yan Ling the Cloud Splitting Thorn for her to practice.

Yan Ling has been building a foundation for a long time, his mind is clear, his thoughts are pure, and he has long memorized the changes in those tricks and footwork, and he has been practicing for half a day.

Our Lady bowed her head and said with great relief: "Ling'er, these moves are just for practice, no matter how skilled you are, you can't take them seriously. If you really want to fight the enemy, you still need to take actual combat as the key, there are many apes in the caves of the rock peaks of this West Mountain, cunning and ferocious, like to eat human brains, even tigers and leopards are afraid, you can use them to practice actual combat. โ€

"Ahh......h I... I ......" When Yan Ling heard this, she was suddenly timid, after all, she was only eight or nine years old.

"Don't you want to avenge your parents?" asked the Virgin.

"Think...... I think about it every day. Yan Ling replied weakly.

"That'sโ€”don't go yet!" the Virgin's gaze swept away, full of sternness.

"Yes! Yan Ling shook his whole body, made a promise, kicked his feet, and jumped to the opposite rock in a few jumps.

The rock peaks of Naxi Mountain were originally formed by the collapse of the mountain and the collapse of the huge rocks, and the rocks were exposed outside, layer upon layer, huge and untouched.

Between the rocks, there are not only countless pines and cypresses, crooked branches, and old vines, but also mossy moss, which is smooth and difficult to climb. At a glance, it is steep and reckless, and it is a place where people are inaccessible.

Yan Lingcai jumped on a rock, slipped under his feet, and stepped on the moss! The whole small body lost control and fell straight down.

When it fell for more than three zhang, there was an old pine tree lying under him, and as soon as Yan Ling turned over, his little toes gently touched the pine branches, swaying in the wind, light as a butterfly.

Yan Ling patted her little chest, secretly calling it a fluke.

But at this moment, a burst of rubble rolled down one after another, shaking the valley, from the cave at a height of a foot overhead, suddenly burst out of the cave, different sizes, one by one, with a lonely face, a bony mouth, long arms to the ground, and a coat of hair, which is the most cunning and ferocious race in the monkey clan, what the Holy Mother said - ape!

I saw those apes lying on the rocky edge, showing their sharp front paws, shaking their teeth, drooling and letting out a terrible cry.

Yan Ling raised his eyes and saw it, frightened, and his scalp exploded.

Before he could think about how to deal with it, he saw a huge gray monkey, like a leader, suddenly swoop down from the rock, and the wind was howling and violent.

Yan Ling tiptoed, flew into the air, and dodged over.

The gray monkey fluttered into the air, hanging under the old pine, grabbing the branches with long arms, and the figure flew in the air again, pounced on Yan Ling.

Yan Ling was on tiptoe, his figure was like the wind, and his oblique thorns landed on the rockside.

Unexpectedly, it landed next to the ape's nest.

Suddenly, the big and small apes stretched out their arms, probed their claws, and shook their tongues, and they were extremely fierce, and they pounced on them one after another, as fast as lightning.

Laugh at!

Sneer......

There was a sound of tearing and tearing, Yan Ling was caught off guard, and his arms, legs, and back were already scratched by the attacking ape, and he was bleeding. Fortunately, she exercised a little and was agile, so she dodged.

After a period of panic, Yan Ling gradually calmed down, and while jumping and dodging between the rock wall and the pine and cypress, he pulled out the cloud thorn, and used the sheath thorn together, and started a fight with the ape.

For a while, I saw Yan Ling's small figure jumping up and down between the rock peaks, with the sheath of his left hand and the thorn of his right hand, shining blue light, shining red light, coming and going without a trace, flying up and down, like two rainbows fluttering in the sky.

After fighting for a long time, he suddenly heard a terrible scream, and a yellow monkey fell from the sky and fell down the rock peak, and the blood spilled into the air, which was shocking.

It turned out that Yan Ling took advantage of the moment when the yellow qi flew in, leaned back on the pine branch, made an "iron plate bridge", and raised the cloud thorn to cut its abdomen.

When the rest of the apes heard the screams, they all stopped attacking in an instant and looked down at the rock peak. For a moment, the gray monkey roared loudly in the sky, as if venting the pain in his heart, and several other apes also let out bursts of sorrow at the same time.

After the roar, the gray head suddenly swooped down from the rock, with a fierce gaze and a bluffing look.

Several other apes followed suit and launched a tough attack.

If Yan Ling still had fear, it was only at the beginning, but at this time, she already had the experience of killing the monkey, and she had a little more confidence in her heart, so she held the sheath in one hand and the stabbing in the other, openly not afraid to face those ferocious apes.

After a fierce fight, three more apes died under the thorns of the clouds, blood splattered red on the rocks, the pines, and the mossy moss.

The gray creature was also wounded, his forearm was dripping blood, and he didn't dare to fight anymore, so he led his surviving companion to escape from the rocks.

Yan Lingye was exhausted, panting, collected the cloud thorns, wiped the blood on his face, and between the rocks and the pines and cypresses, a few vertical jumps flew down under the rock peak, came to see the Virgin, and reported the victory.

Our Lady already knew it in her heart, and when she saw that Yan Ling was covered in blood, she was quite distressed, so she ordered: This is the end of today, and go back to rest first, and continue to come to Xishan Rock Peak tomorrow to practice actual combat.

Yan Ling bowed his head and promised, and left the West Mountain Rock Peak with the Holy Mother.

Since then, Yan Ling has gone to the Xishan Rock Peak every day to kill the ape and practice actual combat.

As the saying goes: there is no nail on the island, there is no time in the mountains, and six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Yan Ling not only killed countless fierce apes in the Xishan Rock Peak, and his martial arts gradually perfected the realm, but also had already become a slim yellow flower girl.

On this day, it was the summer solstice, and the weather was getting hotter.

Yan Ling got up early, finished washing, and was about to go to Xishan Rock Peak to practice actual combat, but was summoned by the Holy Mother and led her into an underground palace.

I saw that there was only one saint enshrined in the palace, who was more than a foot high, with a broad crown and a long beard, and five willows with long hair, full of majesty. On the right side of the throne, there is a Tieqingkui ox half-lying, with two horns and a strong body.

The whole underground palace is exquisite, quiet and elegant, clean, and the lights and candles are swaying, revealing a kind of sacred atmosphere.

Our Lady led Yan Ling slowly to the bottom of the confession, respectfully put incense on one after the other, and performed a worship ceremony. When Yan Ling wanted to get up, she was ordered by Our Lady to continue to kneel under Her Highness. Yan Ling somehow did what she said, and she was very worried in her heart.

Our Lady spoke: "Ling'er, do you know what saint is enshrined in this temple?"

"Master...... I don't know. Yan Ling looked confused.

"This saint is the third disciple of the ancestor of Zixiao Palace, my ancestor - Tongtian Sect Master, today is the day of the summer solstice, it is the Christmas of his old man. Our Lady explained slowly, and then asked, "Do you know why Master brought you here?"

"I don't know. Yan Ling was still ignorant.

"You have been here in Lishan for 12 years, and now you are at the age of 'Ji Lu', your body and mind are already complete, and Zhu Yuan has also been opened, but unfortunately your innate and acquired qualifications are very mediocre, so in a short period of time, the master can not teach you the Taoist techniques such as flight changes, but can only teach you another Taoist technique. โ€

"Yes, Master. Yan Ling replied respectfully.

"From today onwards, the master is ready to start teaching you this Taoist technique, this technique is received by Zixiao Palace, and I intercept the teaching, so I chose this day to bring you to worship the ancestor, but this technique is extraordinary, I don't know if you are willing to learn it?" Our Lady said solemnly.

"Willing, willing...... In vain willing. Yan Ling saw that the master was so grand, and the Dao technique taught by the secret material must be very powerful, so he couldn't wait to nod his head in agreement.

"Don't be in a hurry to agree, listen to the master explain it ......to you first," Our Lady continued, "My sect was originally established by your ancestor Tongtian Sect Master, and the purpose of the doctrine is: to intercept the vitality of heaven and earth, and to take the road of eternal life. In short, it is to change one's life against the sky. Since you want to go against the will of heaven and change your life, you will naturally have to suffer pain that ordinary people can't bear. This pain is sometimes like peeling the skin and cramping, sometimes like cutting the flesh and cutting the heart, and sometimes like knocking the bone and sucking the marrow...... It makes you unbearable physically and mentally, and life is worse than death, soโ€”can you still bear it?"

"Master: As long as you can avenge your parents, you can endure any pain. Yan Ling's eyes showed the light of perseverance.

"Good...... He is a good apprentice of Master. Master has already asked someone to prepare a medicinal soup for you at Tingtao Xuan, so you should go back and soak it first, and when it is night, Master will come to operate on you. Our Lady said indifferently.

"Open the knife?!" Yan Ling was startled, and her jade muscles tightened.

"That's right! Go for it......"

"Yes, Master. Yan Ling replied coldly.

After bowing three times to the master of the Tongtian Sect on the palace, and then bowing to the Holy Mother three times, Yan Ling walked out of the underground palace with trepidation.