The tiger's claws kept climbing, swinging from one rattan to another, with great speed. With the help of favorable terrain, he threw Ye Feng away for a distance, which made Ye Feng very frustrated, and shook his head again and again: Uncle, he actually gave a splash monkey to compare.

In about half an hour, the four sides are more and more verdant, the mountains are more and more steep, the cliffs are all over the place, one is not careful, there is a danger of falling off the cliff.

Ye Feng's heart was awe-inspiring and cautious.

About half a pillar of incense, under the guidance of the tiger's head, finally came to a quiet, inaccessible place, no, not inaccessible, it should be said that no one has ever set foot in it.

Here, there is a forest of verdant trees, and a two-hundred-meter waterfall rushes down with a rumbling sound. It is the harvest season, and the peach trees bear red peaches.

Seeing Ye Feng's surprise, his eyes were hot, and he sighed secretly in his heart: In ancient mythology, the West Queen Mother held a peach feast on Kunlun Mountain to reward all the immortals, but it was really not groundless and made up.

Ye Feng planted a peach casually, washed it with water, and when he bit it gently, the sweet juice like honey flowed out, stimulating the taste buds, and even exuding a mellow fragrance, Ye Feng's eyes widened, wonderful!

Eating these peaches is necessary to quench fatigue and quench thirst, strengthen the body, and even better, it will definitely prolong life.

Ye Feng stroked the tiger-headed monkey brain with a smile, and said with a smile: "You monkey, it's really not bad, it turns out that you have been here all this time since you disappeared." You brought me here to let me eat these peaches, right? It's really righteous, I've made up your friend, haha......"

Unexpectedly, the tiger-headed monkey paw pulled Ye Feng, and shouted a few times at a hole near the left of the waterfall.

Ye Feng was puzzled, a black and white ape suddenly jumped out of the hole, and then, many macaques came from all directions and surrounded Ye Feng and the tiger head.

No way...... Are we going to be beaten by the monkeys?

Hey?

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, the ape howled at the tiger's head a few times, bent down to Ye Feng, looked at Ye Feng pitifully, offered a bigger peach with both paws, and whispered a few times, pointing to his belly.

But when he saw that the ape's belly was bulging, his flesh and blood were rotten, and a foul smell came, he touched it with his hand, and touched a boxy thing, and opened the hair, and when he looked closely, it was actually sewn with needles and threads. For some reason, the wound was bleeding. Probably it accidentally touched it there and got hurt.

Jiuyang Sutra?

No, according to Yitian's description, it's obviously a big white ape. The thought turned, Ye Feng suddenly slapped his thigh, jumped three feet high, and looked up to the sky excitedly and laughed.

Jiuyang True Scripture!

That's right, the final chapter of the Condor, Xiao Xiangzi and Yi Xi stole the Jiuyang Sutra from the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion, and were chased to the top of Huashan by Master Jueyuan, the two couldn't get out, and it happened that there was a blue ape next to them, and the two hid the scriptures in the belly of the blue ape. Then Xiao Xiangzi and Yi Xi took the ape and went to the Western Regions, neither of them was worried about anyone, they plotted against each other, and after the vicious fight, both sides were defeated. The Jiuyang True Scripture has remained in the abdomen of the ape since then.

After the death of the two, the ape was freed and has lived leisurely in the Kunlun Mountains ever since. Its hair was originally black, but it lived for decades, and when Zhang Wuji encountered it, it naturally turned white. Now Zhang Wuji is not even liquid, this ape is neither black nor white, it is common sense.

Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Sometimes there must be in life, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and everything cannot be forced. In the world, as long as you do your best, leaving the rest to God is the best choice. What my fate is up to me, and who will win the sky is really vain and arrogant.

After crossing the four martial arts planes, Ye Feng sighed deeply.

Since God gave such a big gift, and Ye Feng didn't take it, then he was a fool.

He immediately took out the dagger he carried from his arms, cut open the belly of the ape, took out the Jiuyang Sutra, and took out some healing secret medicine and applied it to the wound of the ape.

Originally, the scripture was left in the ape's abdomen, and there was no big problem, but the ape accidentally touched a sharp stone in his abdomen, and the scripture book entered a layer into the abdomen, which caused the wound to become inflamed and the abdominal flesh to rot.

After treating the ape, Ye Feng patted the monkey brain: "It's okay, in a few days, the wound will be healed." ”

The ape was obviously extremely human, and when he heard Ye Feng's words, his eyes were full of gratitude. The nearby monkeys were all chattering, jumping around in the trees, and there were many macaques, picking many peaches and piling them up in front of Ye Feng.

An inexplicable joy flashed in Ye Feng's heart, and he smiled heartily: "You guy is very popular...... Okay, you're all gone, there's still time, then I'll be here to learn about the Jiuyang Divine Skill. ”

The monkeys frolicked, and the tiger's head also jumped out, chirping and screaming.

Ye Feng opened the scriptures, his eyes were immediately lit up, and the whole person was attracted by the scriptures, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The Jiuyang Sutra is worthy of being comparable to the Jiuyin Sutra.

After reading the first volume of the scriptures alone, Ye Feng felt like an enlightenment, and suddenly realized that many of the earlier incomprehensions became clear. Comparing the internal strength of the Mixed Yuan Gong and the Golden Snake Secret Book, it is really the difference between heaven and earth, and it cannot be said the same.

……

People in the world, some people like to dance, some people like to sing, some people like to write novels, and when they got the Jiuyang Sutra, Ye Feng realized that practicing martial arts can also be called a hobby, and he was deeply immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

He himself is an example of this.

Opening the first volume of the Jiuyang Sutra, Ye Feng was immediately attracted by the subtle internal strength and mental method contained in the Jiuyang Sutra, and immediately began to cultivate.

"When you raise your hand, you should have direction. If you can't start your own actions, you must recognize them carefully, follow the actions of others, stretch with the song, and do not lose or top...... Remember that nothing is quiet, and stillness must be as quiet as a mountain. The so-called he is strong by him, and the breeze blows the hills. Motionless, moving like a river, the so-called he is horizontal, the bright moon shines on the river......"

He is strong, he is strong, and the breeze blows on the hills. He is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river.

If all the internal exercises in the past were small rivers, then the Jiuyang Sutra would become the sea. The sea is tolerant of all rivers, and the world is full of changes; Tolerance is great, and there are all living beings in the world. The so-called wall stands thousands, and the so-called desirelessness is rigid, which is probably the case.

An unprecedented world appeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes.

Mingjiao, Yangdingtian, Yuanzhen, and even the great shift of Qiankun were all left behind by Ye Feng, and he devoted himself to the cultivation of the Jiuyang True Scripture. It didn't take half a month to practice the first volume of the Jiuyang True Scripture.

Ye Feng stayed here from then on, eating peaches when he was hungry, and if he wanted to improve his diet, he would catch fish from the pool and rabbits from the woods. When they were tired or tired, they frolicked with the monkeys, and even helped the monkeys fight off the attacking enemies.

Interesting.

The moment he opened the Jiuyang Sutra, he was like a child with a strong desire for knowledge, his eyes widened curiously, he devoted himself wholeheartedly, he didn't pay attention to everything, and sometimes, he even forgot about himself. If it weren't for the tiger head's reminder, I even forgot to eat the meal several times.

Life is full and leisurely.