"The first appearance of Jiuyang, the meridians are retrograde, and the qi of the dantian is all over the body!"

With a burst of shouting, Su Zimo's whole person meditated in a strange way, practicing luck, and running the internal force in the dantian in the meridians in accordance with the path of the first weight of Jiuyang Divine Skill.

"Sea of blood! Back top! Yang Pond! Fate! Tendon contraction! ……”

The names of more than ten acupuncture points came out of the mouth of the fire foreman Tuo, and every time he read a acupoint, there was a vine, which was heavily placed on Su Zimo's body, and correspondingly, the internal force in his body also ran here.

At this moment, Su Zimo was extremely glad that he had the memories of Song Qingshu's ten years.

You must know that most of the contents of all the divine classics are concise and mysterious, but they are not at all understandable to ordinary people.

Therefore, there is a saying that "one sentence is true, and ten thousand books are falsely transmitted".

is similar to the kind of person who works hard as soon as he picks up the cheats, and in the end, he is not practicing to become a martial arts master at all, but practicing half of his body, and even going mad.

Unbelief?

Then please refer to Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng children's shoes.

The good Daomen Divine Skill "Nine Yin Divine Claw" was practiced by these two people into the evil martial arts "Nine Yin White Bone Claw", and they also made themselves inhuman, ghosts and ghosts, and there is really no one!

Su Zimo, who knew that he would suffer if he had no culture, after coming to the Wudang School, he specialized in all kinds of books from time to time, just to prevent this kind of dilemma of having magic secrets but not daring to practice.

"Jiuyang Divine Skill is the ninth, Jiuyang is in the sky!"

"Boom ——!"

With an earth-shattering loud bang, the valley was filled with dust and smoke, making it impossible to see clearly.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The smoke and dust cleared, revealing Su Zimo's slightly excited face.

"Jiuyang Divine Skill, finally complete!"

Before Su Zimo could be happy for a few more seconds, a slightly mocking voice sounded, making his originally excited heart calm down again.

"Fulfillment? Hmph, it's still early! ”

"Master, what does this mean? Could it be that the ninth level of Jiuyang Divine Skill is not the highest level? ”

At this moment, Su Zimo was indeed confused, according to the plot in the movie, after Zhang Wuji cultivated the Ninefold Jiuyang Divine Skill, the fire foreman Tuo bluntly said that he had directly cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill to the highest level.

How did Su Zimo come here, the situation was different?

"Hahaha!"

But he saw a strange smile at the fire foreman, and his face was full of madness: "Everyone in the world says that Jiuyang and Jiuzhong are the apex, and the teacher used to think the same way, but ...... After losing to Zhang Sanfeng that year, I suddenly realized that this Jiuyang magic was ...... There should be a tenth weight! ”

Speaking of this, his face immediately changed to an extremely mysterious expression, and he said proudly: "Disciple, do you know what this tenth layer is?" ”

"The Tenth ......"

Bowing his head and chewing on this term repeatedly, Su Zimo is a little accustomed to the temperament of the fire foreman, after getting along with each other these days.

"Nine is the anode, and nine yang is also the limit of yang, which is the yang. As the old saying goes: All things are negative yin and embrace yang, and they are impulsive and ......"

Su Zimo smiled, and his face couldn't help but have a hint of understanding: "Master, this tenth weight, isn't it the anode that produces yin, the combination of rigidity and softness?" ”

"You... You... You! ”

This time, he was surprised to be the fire foreman.

I saw that he kept looking at Su Zimo, his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, his face turned blue and white, and he muttered: "The old man has been contemplating the mystery of this valley for more than ten years, and he was actually broken by you, impossible, impossible, impossible......"

Su Zimo sneered, but he couldn't help but be grateful in his heart for the brains of those novel authors in the world.

Not to mention what yin and yang are born together, that is, "the world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable", "grass, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords", "self-transformation after three thousand skills", these seemingly profound truths, but they are easy to pick up, almost to the point where everyone knows.

It's no wonder that the fire foreman Tuo has a ghostly expression.

"No matter, kid, now that you have cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill to the ninth level, it's time for the old man to test your strength!"

With a burst of shouts, the fire foreman moved.

"Boom ——!"

The huge cobblestone slammed into Su Zimo at an astonishing speed, as if it was about to crush him into a meatloaf!

"Good!"

Seeing this situation, Su Zimo couldn't help but smile, now that he has achieved great achievements in Jiuyang, he just happened to have an opponent to try his skills.

Moreover, the main quest one also requires Su Zimo to defeat the fire foreman Tuo.

"Choking ——!"

When the stone ball was about to approach, Su Zimo moved, his toes were light, and the whole person was like a feather, and he quickly retreated towards the back, and the saber on his waist was also transferred to his hand.

"Whoosh ——!"

Seeing Su Zimo fleeing, the fire foreman Tuo's eyes froze, and the two vines were as flexible as poisonous snakes, stabbing towards Su Zimo's body at a tricky angle.

"Bell!"

The sword light flashed, and the finger-twisting soft swordsmanship seemed to be slow and fast, like an antelope hanging its horns, mixed like nature, in the disbelieving eyes of the fire foreman Tuo, he skillfully avoided the obstruction of the two vines, and stabbed the heart of the fire foreman Tuo's eyebrows.

"Boom ——!"

Seeing this, the fire foreman Tuo did not retreat but advanced, and the round boulder rolled for a while, and a crushing momentum struck.

Seeing this, Su Zimo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The difficulty of the fire foreman Tuo was what he expected, and this was when the other party's hands and feet were tied and he couldn't move freely.

If the fire foreman Tuo's hands and feet are intact, even if he is also the ninth level of Jiuyang Divine Skill, Su Zimo does not dare to guarantee that he will definitely be able to win the other party. After all, although the cultivation realm of the two is average, the experience of these decades, as well as the depth of their internal strength, are worlds apart!

The sword light flashed, and in an instant, it was like a thousand trees and pear blossoms in full bloom.

Countless sword lights converged into one point, and under the addition of Su Zimo's Dacheng-level Tiyun Vertical, he broke through many obstacles in an instant.

"Zheng!"

The sword sank into the stone like a tofu, sinking deep into the boulder, but the hilt of the sword was still swaying.

"I lost ......"

Looking at the hilt of the sword, which was less than three inches away from his neck, the fire foreman couldn't help but be stunned. After a while, the slightly hoarse voice sounded, but there was a hint of loneliness in his tone.

"Congratulations on the completion of the host mission one."

Hearing this prompt, Su Zimo smiled slightly, stepped forward to hold the hilt of the sword, and pulled it out hard.

"Master, I'm offended."

Looking at Su Zimo in a daze, the fire foreman Tuo didn't care, but shook his head with some interest: "Hey, it's old...... The years are unforgiving, it's really a generation of new people replacing the old. ”

"If Master's hands and feet are intact now, the disciple must not be Master's opponent."

Looking at the appearance of the fire foreman, Su Zimo felt a little unbearable.

He is not the kind of person who does not repay his kindness, after getting along with each other these days, Su Zimo found that the other party was not cruel and tyrannical, but because he was imprisoned at the bottom all the year round, sometimes his heart was a little extreme.

Otherwise, he would not have been deceived by Zhang Wuji in the original work.

Thinking of the fire foreman Tuo living alone in the valley, Su Zimo felt a little unbearable in his heart, and proposed: "Master, why don't I go and talk to Master Tai and let him ......."

"Don't go!"

When the fire foreman Tuo heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he no longer had the same decadent look as before, and frowned: "How can the old man give in to Zhang Sanfeng, even if he dies, I will die here!" ”

After a pause, his tone softened: "Although your kid's martial arts are not bad, compared to Zhang Sanfeng, it is still much worse." He must remember to save face for the old man in front of Zhang Sanfeng and his group of apprentices! ”

"Yes, Master."

After smiling bitterly, Su Zimo was no longer nostalgic, turned his head and said, "I'll leave now." ”

As he spoke, he stepped on the rock wall on the side of him with a little tiptoe, and after a few back and forth, he had disappeared into the valley.