Chapter 93: Jiuyang True Scripture, Variables (1)

The canyon is not very big, about seven or eight miles from east to west, and only four or five miles from north to south, there are no wild fruits or anything like that in the valley, only a lake, and there are fish and shrimp in the lake, as long as it is not a landlubber, it will not starve to death.

After Yi Xiaofeng entered the valley, he didn't care about being hungry, so he casually got some bread and milk from the space ring and padded it first, and while eating, he looked for the entrance to the cave on the surrounding mountain walls.

Coincidentally, I happened to see a monkey playing on a tree that stretched out horizontally close to the mountain, and on the side of the tree, there was a faint black and secluded hole.

There is indeed a white ape in the cave, but unlike in the original book, this guy is still alive, seeing a strange human breaking into his cave, the white ape immediately became vigilant, grinned his teeth, and was ready to attack at any time.

Yi Xiaofeng was a little depressed, why did he come to get the Jiuyang True Scripture by himself, and he had to defeat this white ape first, but it was right to think about it a little, Zhang Wuji was brought to this cave by the monkey when he grew up, and the white ape should have been dead for not long at that time, so it was just that the corpse stinked and had not completely decayed.

And he was six or seven years ahead of schedule, and the white ape was still alive. I just don't know if the Jiuyang Divine Skill is in the belly of the white ape at this time?

Just when Yi Xiaofeng was thinking, one of the walls of the cave suddenly turned, and an old man with white hair walked out of it, but he didn't expect that there was a secret door in this cave, Zhang Wuji must have been all about Jiuyang Divine Skill at that time, so he didn't notice that there was a secret room here.

"Who are you, how dare you break into my cave? Leave quickly, otherwise don't blame the old man for killing! The old man's eyes widened, and the murderous aura was overflowing in an instant, and the wind in the cave was loud, and suddenly a sense of oppression hit, like dozens of fierce wolves pounced on him.

In the face of the old man's fierce murderous aura, Yi Xiaofeng knew that this old man's martial arts were by no means below him, and there happened to be a master of the same level of strength, who could learn from him, which would definitely be of great benefit to himself.

The energy collided, producing a strong shock wave that surged in all directions, and suddenly, the qi in the cave was like a wind blade stirring up the wind and clouds, and the sand and stones were splashed, raising smoke and dust.

The old man took one step back, while Yi Xiaofeng took two steps back, and made a judgment, but this difference was not enough to cause fatal damage to the other party. This is the initial tentative battle between the two sides, and if it is a real battle, the outcome is still unknown.

The old man seems to have not met an opponent for many years, or maybe he has lived alone in this deep mountain and wild valley for a long time, and his personality is very strange and irritable.

The footsteps are as fast and mysterious as a bobcat, and as majestic and heavy as a giant beast stepping on the ground, the palm is whistling, the bow is opened left and right, and the afterimage of the Dao is pulled up, as if there are ten eight-handed non-stop wheel-like attacks, and it really caught Yi Xiaofeng off guard for a while.

As the so-called missed opportunity, one move is slow, so Yi Xiaofeng only has passive defense, doing his best to defend, the old man does not seem to have the intention of stopping or staying, every palm is ten successful strokes, so that Yi Xiaofeng gradually fell into a dangerous situation.

According to the level of martial artists in the ancient martial arts world, from low to high, they are non-entry, third-rate martial artists, second-rate martial artists, first-class martial artists, peak martial artists, acquired martial artists, and the highest innate martial artists.

I didn't expect to come to this plane of relying on the sky and slaying the dragon, this is the second martial artist I have met who has reached the acquired realm, and the first one is of course Zhang Sanfeng, the head of Wudang.

The old man grabbed a slight flaw in Yi Xiaofeng, turned his palm into a sword, like a giant python hunting food, and plunged into it, if this sword palm was implemented in Yi Xiaofeng's chest, even if he didn't die, he would lose half his life.

At this critical moment, the old man suddenly stopped, no, it should be said that he was forced to stop, because his expression was very painful, and he curled up into a ball and rolled back and forth on the ground, this sudden change made Yi Xiaofeng a little stunned!

"Hey, senior, what's wrong with you?" Yi Xiaofeng remained vigilant and asked tentatively.

The old man's pain and struggle were like pins and needles all over his body, and Yi Xiaofeng was really worried that his skinny body would not be able to withstand the torture and die suddenly. Suddenly turned his head to look at Yi Xiaofeng, it was a pair of blood-red eyes, like a demon from hell, and like a madness caused by a genetic virus, in short, it was hideous and terrifying.

Of course, Yi Xiaofeng could see that the old man was mad because of his practice, so that his true qi was retrograde, his meridians were chaotic, and he was delirious.

The white ape was very spiritual, and when he saw this, he stayed by the old man's side, vigilantly guarding against Yi Xiaofeng's sudden spicy hand, which made Yi Xiaofeng a little crying and laughing, he was just here to learn Jiuyang Divine Skill, but he didn't expect to encounter this annoying thing.

After about five or six minutes, the old man gradually calmed down, his eyes woke up, he regained his senses, and laboriously sat down cross-legged and began to exercise pranayama, which was very similar to when Zhang Wuji practiced the Jiuyang Sutra, and his body faintly emitted a scorching light.

After about five minutes passed, the old man opened his eyes leisurely, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his pale face also regained a little blood, "Little brother, come here." ”

Yi Xiaofeng looked at the old man in disbelief, and made sure that he had no killing intent, so he walked in front of him, but he didn't relax his vigilance because of this, "I don't know what you call you, senior?" ”

"It's been too long to remember. Who are you, little brother, and why did you come to this valley?? The old man seemed to be caught up in a long memory, and a sad look appeared on his old face.

"I was collecting medicine on the cliff when I was attacked by a giant snake and accidentally fell into this valley." Yi Xiaofeng instantly had a hundred and ten plots in his mind, and he found one as an excuse at random, presumably it should not be difficult for the old man to believe it.

Who knew that the old man smiled and said noncommittally, "Everyone has their own story, look at the face, little brother, you are by no means an ordinary person, the old man will not ask much, you come in with me." ”

The old man calls himself Lao Gao, could it be that he was a monk before, if he is a monk, and he knows Jiuyang Divine Skill, could it be that he is Master Jueyuan?

However, Yi Xiaofeng quickly denied his own idea, Master Jueyuan is Zhang Sanfeng's master, at least ten or twenty years older than him, that is to say, if Master Jueyuan is still alive, he must be at least about one hundred and twenty years old, and this old man should be in his seventies at most this year.

Yi Xiaofeng secretly guessed that the old man had already opened the stone door on the wall, the secret room inside was not very big, about the size of a basketball court, the shape was irregular, but the stone wall was quite flat, and there were many nicks on it, if you looked closely, it turned out to be a few villain carvings and long texts, on these, there were four big characters carved horizontally.

Jiuyang True Scripture!

"Senior, is this really the legendary Jiuyang Divine Skill?" Yi Xiaofeng asked in surprise, and the excitement he witnessed couldn't help but flow through his body.

"That's right, this is the entire exercise of Jiuyang Divine Skill, and Shaolin prides itself on being a famous and decent family, Taishan Beidou of martial arts, but I don't know that their exercises only have the first four volumes, and the fifth volume at the highest level is missing."

"From now on, it's yours!" The old man said lightly, as if he had just done something as ordinary as eating and drinking.

Such a peerless miracle, a treasure book of internal strength that martial arts people dream of, he actually gave it to himself like this?

Yi Xiaofeng stood on the spot, this happiness came too suddenly, and he couldn't believe it for a while!