Chapter 3: Stealing Martial Arts
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It's not that he's exaggerating, but that he has a clear understanding and a great improvement, and it's not difficult to memorize it by heart.
Although the Nine Palaces Palm is a martial art of the royal inner door, no matter how advanced it is, it is still difficult to escape the word secular two.
And the Xuanzhen Sutra involves the principle of all things, every word is beautiful, and every sentence is empty, how can it be achieved by secular martial arts? Besides, Lin Ning's opportunity comes, and all the conditions, if this is not understandable, it can only be reduced to a joke.
Just as he was leaving, Lin Qian stepped out of the martial arts courtyard first, his pace was like the wind, and as soon as he walked out of the martial arts courtyard, he went straight beyond the high wall, but he saw Lin Ning in a white shirt.
The two glanced at each other, both stunned, and then Lin Ning hugged his fists very politely, but Lin Qian turned his head away, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "It's been a long time, Lin Gongzi, I didn't expect to meet you here." β
Seeing that his eyebrows were raised, his body was straight, and he only used a slanted light to look at him, Lin Ning couldn't help but laugh dumbly, how could he not hear that what the other party said about Lin Gongzi was a joke.
This son is not his son, a single title separates Lin Ning from his own status, yes, he is the son of the world, the real little prince of the dynasty, and the person in front of him, with the word son, is still a little elevated to him.
The son and the prince are completely two statuses, and there are thorns in the words, Lin Ning had no choice but to smile silently: "Where is the little prince, he is just an idler, and he has nothing to do, so he has to walk around and enjoy the wind and the moon, but the little prince can stay here, which is unexpected." β
"Hmph." An inaudible contempt clearly fell into Lin Ning's ears, Lin Qian straightened out his messy clothes, and said disapprerovingly: "Lin Gongzi is really interested, I heard that you have never left the bamboo forest for half a step, how can you have such a Yaxing today?" β
"Yaxing can't talk about it, it's just that I'm in a better mood." The other party's words were-for-tat, although Lin Ning was not a calculating person, he would not let others be so prey.
"It's good to be in a good mood, in this life, hardship is a day, happiness is a day," he put his hands behind his back, and walked lazily to Lin Ning's side, his black hair was in a bun, rising with the wind, and said with a graceful manner: "I heard that yesterday was the death of my mother, Xiao Wang, I originally prepared a sacrifice and wanted the next person to send it, but I was too busy, looking at this stubble, you won't blame me, right?" β
When these words were spoken, Lin Ning's eyes changed slightly, and he still said without changing his face: "The little prince can remember this matter, but it is an honor in the next three lives, how can I blame you?" β
His tone of tone that was neither humble nor arrogant made Lin Qian feel unhappy.
After he saw countless contempt in Lin Qian's eyes, the other party snorted coldly and walked away. Then, Lin Feng came out, and glanced at Lin Ning outside the wall, but as if he didn't see it, surrounded by a group of servants, he left the martial arts courtyard.
Looking at the two of them in fresh clothes and angry horses, Lin Ning smiled dryly: "I thought that the name was still there, and I still had some feelings, but now it seems that I am self-inflicted, so let's stop it." He waved his robe, and a touch of helplessness appeared on Qingjun's face.
It is said that the destiny of heaven makes people, he lost his mother since he was a child, became an abandoned son of the palace, was helpless, and spent a full seventeen years of hard work.
"But......" He turned the phone, squinted his eyes, looked into the distance, his eyes were like an ice cave, he said solemnly: "Today's time, not that day, since I can steal the Nine Palaces Palm method, you can learn it, why can't I learn it?" β
As a mortal, Lin Feng, who had never been involved in the Taoism of the Immortal Family, how could he have thought that someone could steal martial arts from the distance of the wall. You must know that the palace martial arts courtyard, with three layers inside and outside, is heavily guarded, and it is hundreds of zhang away from the periphery, not to mention that someone is practicing martial arts inside, even if it is fighting in it, it is difficult for the outside world to know.
However, what he never dreamed of was that Lin Ning just stood on the periphery and completely stole the secret book of martial arts, believing that it was not difficult to comprehend this martial arts to the depth through the mysteries of Taoism.
Lin Ning had a whim, if he used the trace of aura in his body, he didn't know if it would work wonders if he practiced martial arts? Besides, Xuan'er has been obsessed with martial arts since she was a child, so it is better to transform it one or two and take her to practice her hands and feet, which is still very reasonable.
Going out today, although he was ridiculed, but he got this harvest, thinking about it, it is not a loss, and now in Lin Ning's heart, he is more and more thirsty for the Tao Sutra.
This is only a fragment of the first volume of one of the three classics, I really don't know what kind of miracle it will be to understand all the Taoist scriptures?
The pace was windy, and he went back to the bamboo forest lightly, that is, he closed the bamboo house and cultivated alone, he wanted to study the martial arts one by one while his memory was still there.
He hasn't reached it yet, the ability to never forget, the so-called good memory is not as good as a bad pen, that's it, the ones who can really remember are immortals, he is just a mortal, far from the immortal.
Although Lin Ning does not have a martial arts body, it is difficult to cultivate martial arts, but for him now, if he can use the Nine Palace Palm to strengthen his body, it is better than doing nothing, and besides, don't look at the Nine Palace Palm is just a secular martial art.
Since it is included in the inner door martial arts of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, it naturally has its subtleties, and the martial arts in the world are all over the world, and they can enter the royal collection, but there are only a few, which shows the rarity of this martial arts.
The so-called secular word is just the word of the immortal, and the martial arts that can be extremely famous as the Nine are really rare in the current dynasty.
Having said that, if Lin Feng knew that the rare martial arts were only regarded by Lin Ning as a strong body, I don't know if he would vomit blood on the spot.
Looking at the scattered paper on the table, full of dense words, Lin Ning smiled knowingly, "It's really a bit of a coincidence, I didn't expect that this Nine Palace Palm One Style corresponds to the Taoist mechanism, but I deduced the next formula." β
After sorting out the table a little, he couldn't wait to respond to the Nine Palaces Palm, first luck the congenital, sink the dantian, wander the meridians, open up the blood, and practice.
To his surprise, everything went very smoothly, driven by that trace of aura, the originally blocked meridians became extremely smooth, and the dead dantian seemed to have vitality and came to life. However, due to the lack of physical fitness and the fragility of the meridians, after only holding on for a while, he was already sweating profusely and panting like a cow.
"It's not enough." He frowned, sensing the aura in his body as he felt some changes begin to take place in his body.
It's just a stick of incense, spitting out one breath after another, sweating like rain, a white robe as if soaked in water, wet and heavy, just sweating at first, but the longer the time, some unknown impurities are completely forced out under the operation of the aura.
With the sweat pouring out.
Another stick of incense passed, Lin Ning's meridians protruded, green tendons loomed, and his temples also bulged.
Quenching the muscles and veins is the first step in strengthening the **, when he was a child, he couldn't stand such high-intensity ** strengthening because the muscles and veins were fragile, so he couldn't become a martial artist. But now that the muscles and veins have grown, and with the assistance of that aura, Lin Ning believes that as long as he gritted his teeth and persisted, his body would definitely be able to get a qualitative body ascension with the help of the Nine Palaces Palm.
The meridians follow the line, starting from the middle of the focus, piercing the Shaoyin, directly under the lungs, which is the heart of the strange meridians and the hundred veins, and the power of the dantian is especially here, and the law of the Nine Palaces is to follow the structure of the human body, although there is pain, but the benefits are not small.
Just like a tree branch, the main trunk is strong, and the main trunk is strong, and the whole body is moved, besides, Lin Ning has not undergone any tempering since he was a child, so this time, he directly opened up the governor. The meridians, bones, and epithelia have all reached an unprecedented strength.
I believe that the current Lin Ning is far away from Lin Qianlin, even if there is a difference, but it is not far away.
"Ahh With a loud shout, he saw Lin Ning clenching his fists, the crown was breathable, and even his hair stood on end, like an angry lion, exhaling deep turbidity, and he slowly withdrew his breath.
Pinching the powerful wrist, Lin Ning shook his body, Rao is mood was calm, but he couldn't help but be ecstatic at the moment, "I really didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it." He shook his head again and again, and said with a smile: "I believe that with my current physique, it is no longer a problem to learn the Nine Palace Palm." β
Just when he was happy, he smelled a foul smell on his body, it turned out that the impurities were discharged from the body, and they were not cleaned, Lin Ning was disgusted when he heard it, he didn't expect these impurities in his body to be so disgusting, so he immediately stripped naked, ran to the pool, picked up the bucket, and washed it.
At this moment, Lin Ning only felt a sudden stinging pain in his lower abdomen, and he couldn't catch him off guard, and he curled up to the ground in pain, unable to move at all, "What's the matter?" β
I was secretly shocked in my heart, and I actually saw a spiritual light like a little snake constantly swimming in my belly, "What is this?" He screamed in fright, and just wanted to stand up, but under the stinging pain, his whole body had no strength, like a deflated ball, and he collapsed to the ground.
During the pain, he kept rubbing his lower belly with his hands, but the inexplicable stinging pain made his belly bigger and bigger, but in half an hour, it was already like a woman who was pregnant in October, bulging like a round, which frightened Lin Ning's face.
"Could it be that he miscultivated martial arts, and his blood flowed backwards, causing him to explode and die?" In a daze, he seemed to remember what martial arts cultivators often said about exploding and dying, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to him.
Gritting his teeth, he remembered that the aura was caused by the law of the Tao Sutra, since the Tao Sutra and martial arts conflicted, the dead horse was simply regarded as a live horse doctor, and the horizontal and vertical were dead, so it was better to fight hard.
Thinking like this, Lin Ning burst his nerves, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and recited the Taoist mantra step by step, and after a while, the swollen pain was relieved, just as he didn't breathe, he only felt a burst of congestion in his brain and fainted.
In the dark, Lin Ning seemed to have had an unprecedented dream......
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