This is an exercise that is almost contrary to the Zhenjiu Gate, although it is not clear its origin and name, but Mo Wushuang knows in his heart that the exercises taught by Siqing must be of a high standard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, Siqing was his father's master back then, and I heard that the Reverse Blade Knife and the Mo family's mental method also had the shadow of Siqing's guidance, so he didn't dare to underestimate this legendary old man, Mo Wushuang.

For another analogy, according to the knowledge of the previous life, everything in the world is composed of microscopic particles, and the way to shake the nine gates is to use a specific frequency to break the connection between particles at a certain intensity, so that the catharsis of internal force is extremely consumed, but if you are hit, you are injured internally and it is extremely difficult to recover.

The skill that Siqing taught Mangzi is to define the macroscopic texture, and cut off the particle connection of a path in the one-sided penetration with internal force, although the consumption is small but the control is extremely difficult, it is better to create traumatic wounds, and the effect is remarkable but can be treated.

But if you can apply this skill to the blade, the lethality will definitely be even more terrifying, and you can even break through the barrier of Mo Wushuang's half-demonized sword technique, but the difficulty is how to control the use of internal force in the blade.

Mo Wushuang, who was thinking, sat cross-legged on the bluestone platform next to the pool, with a row of logs in front of him, first with the ability to shake the nine doors with one palm, and saw that the bark was wrapped in wood slag.

Trying to analyze the texture of another piece of wood in front of him, he also tore the stake in an instant with a slap of his palm, and suddenly a wisp of spirit rhino swept through his mind again, this time he did not dare to slack off, and it was not until late afternoon that he finally woke up from his study.

What if you try to integrate the ability of Zhenjiumen into this strange ability? It's as if the blade formed by the internal force is filled with layers of ripples, so that the sharpness will not disperse, and the same power of one palm can even use the characteristics of the Nine Gates to continuously cut more obstacles!

Even if you study to the depths, it is not impossible to cut the shackles of that space with the power of a sword!

Looking at the scene of the sky burning like a flame burning the West Mountain, one by one passing from the top of the clouds, Mo Wushuang did not feel the slightest tiredness at the moment, after all, this was the first time she tried to explore and create exercises that only belonged to her, and she might be able to study her own martial arts in the future!

Until one day, even she can achieve the skills of Shaoqing......

Thinking of this, the steps of returning to Dali Temple were much brisker, and even hummed a small song to echo around the pool, leading to two figures that had long been hidden in the bamboo forest to observe.

"How? The old man said that this girl has some talent for practicing martial arts, just a demonstration of such incompetence of the reckless man, she has already preliminarily mastered the introduction of "Heaven Splitting Fingering", and even wants to integrate the Zhenjiumen into it, this greedy appearance is the same as your senior brother back then! ”

"So, you just want to secretly transmit exercises to a child by her hand? Can you see if your vision for the future can come true? ”

The black-clothed Shaoqing raised his eyebrows and also stared at the burning clouds, as if his eyes reflected the back of Mo Linshan who resolutely left ten years ago when he protected the young Mo Wushuang, and still remembered that the color of the burning clouds at that time was not only rendered by sunlight......

"Hehe, don't say, don't say!"

"You just need to remember that the old man's ambition is far from being confined to mountains and rivers, and you and her will eventually become the key to unlocking the legendary Yunque Heavenly Palace......"

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"Tired, three bowls of rice... Uh, no! It's still four bowls... If you can't finish eating in Dali Temple, don't mind if you bring me more......"

In the dining hall of Dali Temple, Xiangling was holding a rice spoon and looked at Qu Zhan in front of the kitchen with a stiff smile, and saw her holding four large bowls of rice and turned back to the table where she was eating with Qingyue.

"These two girls came to Dali Temple not long ago? That wild boy-like girl is too good to eat! Her meal is worth the meal of three men! ”

"Cut, you know what, as is the previous habit, she will come over later to refill the bowl......"

With Xiangling talking to everyone about the Qu sisters here, the main owner continued to sweep the table in front of him with the rice bowl without care, while Qu Qingyue on one side tasted delicately, and her sister became a special scenery.

"Eat less, after all, this is the territory of Dali Temple, if you go back and your father knows that you are so disregarding your image, you will definitely be punished for kneeling and writing family rules again."

This trick has been tried and tested many times to deal with Qu Zhan, Qu Qingyue's jade fingers did not stop at this moment, but she saw that Qu Zhan actually put down the dishes and chopsticks tremblingly, so the people who were secretly looking around were also relieved.

"The point is that the food here is so delicious, I may not be able to eat the food of the old mother in the canteen when I return home."

Saying that, Qu Zhan patted his flat lower abdomen, licked his lips and didn't talk about digging birds' eggs all day long, but he frequently looked in the direction of Xiangling, maybe he wanted to kidnap this beautiful cook when he left Dali Temple one day.

"Speaking of Qingyue, do you think that we have been coming to Dali Temple for a week, and every time we see the white-bearded old man, it seems that something is perfunctory to us, leaving us here to do nothing, what do you want to do?"

Qu Zhanxu felt that it was boring to stay in Dali Temple these days, and Mo Wushuang, who had a similar temperament, and some acquaintances had not seen a shadow since they returned from the fight, so they could only squat in the Dali Temple school field every day to watch others practice, and the wild monkey character almost suffocated her.

Therefore, Rao is Qu Zhan's simple brain can also see that something is wrong......

"What else? The tomb guard will not be involved with the government, and at the same time, it will not turn against them, even if there is really any secret in it, it can be selectively tolerated without affecting the most basic bottom line of the tomb guard. ”

"After all, it is now the world of Datang, and what we are sitting here to eat is also the food provided by Datang."

To be honest, Qu Zhan couldn't see through what his sister was thinking, but the results of each fact confirmed that she was always right, so she had to lower her head at this moment and take two mouthfuls of food, turn her head and continue to ask.

"Then what if they hit the attention of the coffin of the First Emperor in the underground palace? I heard that there are a lot of valuable treasures inside. ”

"Then why did you come to Dali Temple? Isn't it to help them drive away the Hu people who are peeping into the underground palace, and at the same time to monitor their behavior? ”

"So, let's stay in Dali Temple honestly, don't complain about anything, don't say anything, everything depends on the situation on the scene."

Well, since this sister came to Dali Temple and always ran to the medicine hall to meet the equally smart Di Huaiying, she always spoke with such a taste of intellectual oversight, which deeply left a lot of psychological shadow on Qu Zhan.

Maybe only Mo Wushuang understands herself, or maybe she can play with her......