Half a year later, the sun did not rise, and the sky was full of red clouds.

In the early autumn season, the morning breeze on the hill is cold, Bai Fan only wears a white single coat, sits facing north and back to the south, five hearts to the sky, intends to guard the dantian, and leads the qi of the dantian to go up and down along the meridians, and the cycle repeats.

There are five layers of internal strength in the Nine Yin True Scripture, and Bai Fan's cultivation for half a year is only enough to get started, and Rao is so that he can not be afraid of the general cold wind.

After the thirty-six Xiao Zhou Tian was finished, Bai Fan stood upright, and with a single toe, he picked up the wooden sword that was placed on the side into the air.

Chopping, chopping, intercepting, teasing, picking, hooking, stabbing, Bai Fan practiced these basic swordsmanship over and over again, there was nothing else in his heart, he practiced a hundred and ten times, his arms were sore and numb, but he did not stop, but continued to practice mechanically with his arms.

There are a lot of martial arts in the Quanzhen Sect, except for the innate skills that only Wang Chongyang has practiced alone, the Quanzhen True Heart Law is the foundation of a faction, although Bai Fan is cultivating the profound internal skills of the Nine Yin True Scriptures, but the Quanzhen Internal Skills have not been left behind, fortunately, both are Taoist martial arts, and there is no conflict with the same root and origin, but it has the effect of paving each other.

Other martial arts moves include the Quanzhen Sword Technique, the Sanhua Juding Palm Technique, the One Qi Sanqing Sword Technique, the Tiangang Beidou Sword Technique, etc., these martial arts Bai Fan chose a Quanzhen Sword Technique and practiced it for more than ten days, and found that the effect was very poor, often after a dance, he couldn't control the sword momentum, and he injured himself before he hurt the enemy.

Wang Chu knew at a glance that it was because of his poor foundation, so he taught him the seven most basic sword moves and then asked him to practice diligently.

"Senior Brother Zhifan, you have been getting started for more than half a year, and in another month, all the disciples will compete in success, it is better to let Senior Brother come to teach you first, so as not to embarrass the master when you get it."

Bai Fan turned a deaf ear and continued to practice his seven-move swordsmanship, until he finished practicing the last ten times, and then said to Zhao Zhijing, who looked displeased: "If you can take my move, it's not too late to give advice." ”

"Okay, then senior brother, I'll ask for advice on my junior brother's tricks, please."

Zhao Zhijing's face was pale, he pulled out a three-foot Qingfeng, and stabbed upwards with a move of "Dingyang Needle", and the tip of the sword went straight to Bai Fan's head.

He was a few years older than Bai Fan and a few years earlier, that day on the top of the mountain in front of the king was thrown out by Bai Fan, and he felt that he had lost face, so he often wanted to get it back, but Bai Fan has been living in a simple place since he started, practicing martial arts diligently, not to cause trouble, he can't find a chance, today I see that Bai Fan has been practicing the most basic swordsmanship of the seven moves, only when he has poor understanding, he can't learn the best swordsmanship, so he wants to teach Bai Fan a lesson, so he can breathe a sigh.

"Dingyang Needle" is an authentic true swordsmanship, but Zhao Zhijing is not very authentic, it seems that the sword is cold and sharp, but the tip of the sword is fluctuating, obviously the wrist strength is not enough, more like a showcase.

Bai Fan saw the flaw, the wooden sword slapped the sword body sideways on the Qingfeng sword in front of him and slapped it aside, and then the wrist turned, and the wooden sword swirled around the Qingfeng sword, Zhao Zhijing only felt a violent shaking from the sword body, and a strange force swirled and couldn't hold the hilt of the sword, and Bai Fan directly picked the sword away and inserted it into the dirt on the side.

"Senior brother, how did you practice this trick to become a falling yang needle?"

"You ......" Zhao Zhijing was embarrassed and indignant, of course the swordsmanship he had practiced for several years was not vulnerable, but Bai Fan's strange power was really unstoppable, he had just slapped on the long sword, and until now the tiger's mouth was still numb.

At this time, a bell came out of Chongyang Palace, and someone was ringing the bell to call for the Quanzhen disciples to gather, and the bell was in a hurry.

"It shouldn't be Wang Chongyang, right?" Bai Fan's heart tightened, according to the time, Wang Chongyang did die shortly after the first Huashan Sword Debate, but the first time was to fake his death to seduce Ouyang Feng and fall for it, and then he really died.

Both of them had no intention of entanglement, went straight to Chongyang Palace, and rushed all the way to Chongyang Palace, and sure enough, they saw that the seven sons of Quanzhen were lying on Wang Chongyang and crying bitterly, and there was a half-old Taoist priest on the side, who wanted to cry but couldn't cry.

Naturally, there was no point for them to speak on this occasion, and the two of them found a place to kneel together with the three generations of disciples, waiting for the instructions of the master and uncle.

In the next two days, the disciples wore linen and filial piety, prepared the Lingtai Sacrifice Hall, and Wang Chongyang's coffin was placed on the Chongyang Hall for people to cry and worship.

The seven sons of Quan Zhen have a deep affection for Wang Chongyang, and they don't know that he is fake death, so they are all in a sad mood.

On the third day, everyone in the rivers and lakes knew that Wang Chongyang, the head of the Quanzhen Sect, had died, and everyone in the martial arts knew that the Nine Yin True Scripture was in the hands of Wang Chongyang, but because of the prestige of the seven sons of Quanzhen, ordinary people in the rivers and lakes did not dare to come to the door to find death at this time, but Ouyang Feng, the western poison, was ecstatic.

His martial arts were inferior to Wang Chongyang, but the second-generation disciples of Quanzhen Qizi, he didn't look at it at all, and led his subordinates directly to the mountain gate and killed them to Chongyang Palace.

The seven sons of Quanzhen were afraid of hurting Wang Chongyang's body, so they guided the masters brought by Ouyang Feng to the side, and set up the Tiangang Beidou Sword Formation to fight with it, leaving Zhou Botong alone to guard Wang Chongyang's body.

But although Zhou Botong's martial arts are high, he is still not Ouyang Feng's opponent, and he was slapped on the shoulder by Ouyang Feng after fighting hard for more than a dozen moves, and he couldn't move for a long time.

Ouyang Feng was fierce and violent, and he stormed Chongyang Palace, and no one could stop him, and there were three generations of disciples who were not afraid of death who rushed up, and they were beaten away with only one palm, and his body was like defeat.

At this time, Bai Fan naturally avoided as far as he could, anyway, in the end, Wang Chongyang would make a move, and those three generations of disciples who volunteered were really unjustly killed.

Sure enough, when Ouyang Feng went to get the scripture book on the table, there was a sudden loud bang, and the lid of Wang Chongyang's coffin was covered with sawdust, piercing a big hole.

Wang Chongyang got up with his palm, flew out of the coffin, and pointed at Ouyang Feng with a move 'Yiyang Finger', Ouyang Feng saw the resurrection of the dead, and was so frightened that his soul was not possessed, and he was so frightened that he couldn't resist it, and he was hit by Wang Chongyang when he landed, and the "Yiyang Finger" hit his eyebrows.

Ouyang Feng let out a terrible howl, the toad skill that he had cultivated for many years was directly broken, and he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he turned around and ran away.

Bai Fan didn't even go to Chongyang Palace, and kept hiding in the big tree more than ten meters away from the main hall to watch the situation, thinking that he would not harm the pond fish no matter what.

But after Ouyang Feng escaped from Chongyang Palace without dying, he saw that Zhou Botong and Quan Zhen Qizi were blocking the way in front of him, so he changed directions and flew towards Bai Fan with light skills.

At this time, Qiu Chuji thought that Ouyang Feng had obtained the Nine Yin True Scripture, so he shouted loudly: "Leave the True Scripture, don't let the thieves take it away." "I don't know who to say it to.

Bai Fan's face turned green when he heard this, Nima's, Uncle Qiu, you can also tell who to call clearly, you can't speak clearly in front of everyone, you think that what I told me, can my body block a finger of Feng Ye.

After only hesitating for a moment, Bai Fan was about to turn around and flee, although Ouyang Feng was seriously injured, it was not something he could stop, even if he was treated for the crime of not respecting the teacher's life and being greedy for life and afraid of death, he also admitted it, compared to his life, everything else could be ignored.

But he underestimated Ouyang Feng's speed too much, and the distance of more than ten meters was only one or two breaths before he reached him. Ouyang Feng didn't take him seriously, and swept by him like the wind a meter in front of him, but Ouyang Feng habitually threw out a poisonous snake to kill people and kill people, just like a certain Xi habitually took a camera.

Bai Fan didn't have time to let go of his breath and raised his throat again, pulled out his sword, stabbed forward with a sword, and two sword tips appeared in front of the sword, which was the only sword technique that Bai Fan practiced-one gas and three clear, not so much a sword move as a method of making a sword, this move was practiced to a high depth, any sword move could be used to turn into three swords, Bai Fan had never succeeded in practicing swords before, and at this time, under the pressure of life and death, he successfully turned into two swords.

The colorful poisonous snake was cut into three pieces by two swords, but the snake head continued to fly and bite Bai Fan on the neck with momentum, Bai Fan was frightened, and quickly ripped off the snake head and was about to sit down to force the poison, shook it a few times, and the snake venom entered the body and fell directly to the ground and passed out.

Everyone has been observing the situation here, only to see Bai Fan out of the sword as if to block Ouyang Feng, stabbed out a sword and then fell to the ground, Wang Chu was in a hurry when he saw this, and hurriedly repelled the enemy with a few swords, and rushed over, seeing that his face was blue and black, and there were a few poisonous snakes on the ground, he knew that he was poisoned by snakes, and hurriedly picked up and ran to Chongyang Palace.

At this time, Wang Chongyang was meditating on his knees to recuperate, and when Wang Chu saw that he was not dead, he was pleasantly surprised: "Master, you are still alive, that's really good." ”

Wang Chongyang only knew that the limit had been reached, and now he had repelled Ouyang Feng, and he was about to sit down, but when he saw Wang Chuyi coming in with a little disciple in his arms, he couldn't help but ask: "Chuyi, what's the matter with the child in your arms?" ”

Wang Chuyi said sadly: "This is the disciple Yatu, named Zhifan, just now the thief escaped out, Zhifan stepped forward to block, but was bitten by the poisonous snake released by the man, but it was bitten on the neck, the upper part of the head, the lower part of the heart, and now the snake venom is afraid that it has flowed all over the body." ”

Wang Chongyang sighed after hearing this: "It is indeed loyal and brave, it is a pity that it will be gone, and it is okay to do something for the Quanzhen Sect in the end." ”

After speaking, let Wang Chuyi finish Bai Fan cross-legged, sit behind him, stretch out his index finger with his right hand, and slowly point it on the Baihui acupoint above Bai Fan's head, and immediately retract it after a finger, and immediately point the second finger at the back top acupoint one inch and a half behind his Baihui acupoint, and then Qiangjian, Brain Household, Fengfu, Dazhu, Tao Dao, Body Pillar, Shendao, and Lingtai will all the way down, and the thirty acupoints of his Du Mai have been pointed in order.

Wang Chu saw it, although he couldn't see what martial arts the master used, but when he saw the master all the way down, Bai Fan spit out a lot of black and smelly poisonous blood, only when he was using the gong to force poison for Bai Fan, but where did he think that he was opening up the eight veins of the strange meridians around Bai Fan.

After the pulse was pointed, Wang Chongyang did not rest, and jumped to the twenty-five acupoints of her Ren pulse, this time the speed was extremely fast, one breath has not been changed, and the points of the Ren pulse have been completed, and then the fourteen points of the Yin Wei vein, and the thirty-two acupoints of the Yang Wei vein, Wang Chongyang has seen sweat on his forehead, and white smoke has evaporated on his head.

Seeing this, Wang Chu said uneasily: "Master, do you want to rest first, the disciple sees that Zhifan's face is much better, presumably the snake venom has been controlled, it is better to continue the treatment in a few days." At this time, the seven sons of Quanzhen, the other six and Zhou Botong also repelled all the invading enemies and rushed back to Chongyang Palace.

Wang Chongyang shook his head and motioned for them to be quiet, but everyone didn't dare to make a sound again, and stood aside to watch.

The pulse is from the perineum to the pylorus, a total of 14 points, which can regulate the qi and blood of the 12 meridians, and after this pulse is finished, Bai Fan spewed out a black blood clot, and his face returned to ruddy, obviously the snake venom has been almost exhausted.

After Wang Chongyang's last point, the internal force was excessively depleted, and he relied on the deep internal force to forcibly maintain his vitality, but now the internal force is empty, and he only feels that the black shadow in front of him is heavy, and he will fall to the side if he can't support it anymore.

The seven sons of Quanzhen hurriedly stepped forward to support him, all worried.

Wang Chongyang gasped and said: "A few days ago, I knew that my life was about to end, because I was worried that Ouyang Feng, the western poison, would come to snatch the Nine Yin True Scripture, so I pretended to be dead with my internal strength, and only waited for Ouyang Feng to come to snatch the scriptures and hit him hard. ”

Qiu Chuji said: "Master has made arrangements, why don't you inform the disciples and others, the disciples are ready, maybe they can leave Ouyang Feng behind." ”

Wang Chongyang shook his head and said: "As a teacher, I am afraid to inform you and others, and you will pretend to be sad, it is not very similar, that Xi Poison is extremely cunning, and he will definitely see the flaws, and when the time comes, he will have another poisonous plan." After speaking, he looked at Bai Fan and continued: "For the teacher, he used a yang finger to break Ouyang Feng's toad skill for decades, presumably he no longer has the ability to pester you and others, after doing this, he has no worries about the teacher, and he wanted to sit down, but seeing that this child was blocking Ouyang Feng's body from being highly poisonous, he used his skills to force the poison for him, and by the way, he opened up the eight veins of his strange meridians, but unfortunately he was still one step behind, and the last pulse was powerless for the teacher." ”

"Master......" Quanzhen Seventh Son still didn't understand what Wang Chongyang meant, knowing that his limit was approaching, but this time he didn't pretend to be dead, and they were all grief-stricken.

"Place, the poison on this child's body has been discharged ninety, and the remaining one percent is hidden in the most secret place around the body, in the future, you need to urge him to cultivate his internal strength diligently, open up the veins as soon as possible, and force out all the remaining poisons, otherwise if it accumulates for more than ten years, it will break out in the heart of poisonous fire."

Wang Chuyi cried and said, "Master, don't worry, this child has always been diligent, and that kind of thing will not happen." ”

Wang Chongyang nodded, closed his eyes with a peaceful face, and the supernatural power of a generation of grandmasters passed away.