Fang Haoran's words made Yang Kang overjoyed.

Northern Shengong, Jiuyang Shengong, Six Veins Divine Sword...... With so many peerless exercises, Yang Kang is also difficult to choose, in fact, he didn't really want to keep each of them for himself, but he didn't expect that he could really choose.

"But ......"

Fang Haoran paused.

Yang Kang's heart suddenly lifted.

Fang Haoran glanced at him and said lightly: "If you are greedy and chew more, you have to think about it." ”

For Yang Kang wanting to get all the exercises, Fang Haoran didn't think there was anything wrong, greed, everyone has the common feelings of people.

If Fang Haoran before the crossing suddenly encountered so many divine skills, I am afraid that it would be difficult to choose, and I would like to take them all into my arms.

Yang Kang also calmed down after being surprised at this time.

After thinking about it, he recalled the experience of his previous life. Although he did not succeed in his previous life, the reason why he ended up miserable was naturally because he was not blessed enough and did not learn peerless exercises. But in contrast, although Guo Jing was blessed in his previous life, his greatest advantage was probably because of single-mindedness, and it was precisely because of this that Guo Jing could learn profound kung fu such as the eighteen palms of the dragon.

After some careful consideration, Yang Kang finally made a decision.

"I want to learn the Northern Spiritual Skill. ”

The Northern Spiritual Skill can absorb the internal force of others and turn it into your own strength. This deeply attracted Yang Kang.

Yang Kang was originally a person who was greedy for wealth and wealth and was not very willing to endure hardships, if he practiced the Nine Yin Divine Skills, he might not be able to endure that kind of hardship. Thinking about it, it was still the Northern Shengong that was more suitable for him. After all, the eighteen-year covenant is just around the corner. Yang Kang's enemies were not only Guo Jing, but also the Quanzhen Sect, and even peerless masters such as Ouyang Feng, Bei Beggar, and Huang Yaoshi.

If he couldn't quickly improve his cultivation, Yang Kang felt that it would be difficult for him to truly get rid of his fate.

If you practice other exercises, if you don't have three or five years, don't think about small success, if you want to become big enough, you may be afraid of decades. Yang Kang simply didn't have the time and didn't have that much patience.

The Northern Shengong is different, and it can quickly absorb the power of others.

In Zhao Wangfu, there are many masters. Although Liang Ziweng, Sha Tongtian and others are not very powerful, they are also second-rate masters. If he can absorb all the cultivation of the people of Zhao Wangfu, it will definitely not be a problem to enter the first-class realm. Moreover, Zhao Wangfu also has a first-class master...... Mei Chaofeng is here, Mei Chaofeng is completely blind and can defeat Qiu Chuji and others, a proper first-class master, if he can absorb Mei Chaofeng's skills, then his kung fu can definitely surpass the seven sons of Quanzhen, and when the time comes, even if he is not the opponent of the five uniques, it will definitely not be a problem to save his life.

When he became a first-class master, he would stay in Zhao Wangfu if he wanted to, and he would be able to endure him? In his previous life, the reason why he left Zhao Wangfu was not because he was voluntary, but more because he was not strong enough, and he was forced to make a helpless choice by Qiu Chuji.

Fang Haoran didn't feel strange at all that Yang Kang would choose the Northern Spiritual Skill, if Guo Jing came, with Guo Jing's character, he would definitely feel that it was a demonic technique when he saw the Northern Spiritual Skill, and he couldn't avoid it, but Yang Kang was different, Yang Kang was an unscrupulous person, and he couldn't endure hardships, and the Northern Spiritual Skill was just right for him.

So, Fang Haoran threw down a volume of cheats and said: "This is the Northern Shengong Mental Method, you learn it by yourself, there are various martial arts on the cliff wall of the palace, you can choose to practice by yourself." ”

Yang Kang was overjoyed, and hurriedly opened the cheats only to see that it was written: "Zhuangzi" "Getaway" has clouds: "There are those in the north of the poor who have the Stygian Sea, and the Tianchi is also." There are fish and fish, which are thousands of miles wide, and they are not known to be cultivated. "And if the accumulation of water is not thick, then the boat is not strong." Cover the cup of water on the top of the hall, then the mustard is the boat; the cup is glued, the water is shallow and the boat is big. It is the martial arts of this school, and the accumulation of internal strength is the first priority. The internal force is thick, and all the martial arts in the world are used by me, as if the north is underworld, the big boats and small boats are all loaded, and the big fish and small fish are all tolerated.

The hand Taiyin lung meridian and Ren pulse are the foundation of the Northern Shengong

Among them, the Shaoshang acupoint of the thumb and the middle acupoint between the two breasts are especially important, the former is taken, and the latter is stored. There are four seas for people: the sea of the stomach and the valley, the sea of the twelve meridians of the pulse, the sea of qi in the body, and the sea of the brain and the marrow. Drinking water grain is stored in the stomach, and the baby is born with the ability to do not wait for practice. To take the internal strength of people with less business and store it in my sea of qi, but the function of the authentic Northern Pluto God of the Loose Sect. People eat water valleys, but for one day, they are all leaked out. I take the internal force of people, then take a point, store a point, do not leak endlessly, the accumulation is thicker and thicker, the huge immersion of the North Stygian Pool, can float thousands of miles of Kun.

"Sure enough, it's a miracle!" Yang Kang's eyes flickered, and he admired again and again.

Soon, Yang Kang cultivated cross-legged, and he directly operated the Northern Spiritual Technique, and in an instant, all the previous internal force was transformed into the Northern Spiritual Qi.

Many people think that the cultivation of the Northern Spiritual Skill can only be cultivated by people who do not have the foundation of internal strength, so they must abandon their martial arts before cultivating.

Not really.

In the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, the only people in the Heavenly Dragon who knew the complete cultivation method of the Northern Spiritual Skill were Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui, and Duan Yu felt that the Northern Spiritual Skill was an evil skill, so he destroyed the exercise without reading it, and cultivated part of it. The Void Bamboo only has the internal power of the Northern Underworld and has no cultivation method.

In fact, the Northern Shengong is just not compatible with other internal strengths, and it is not necessary to abolish the internal skills in order to practice. When practicing the Northern Spiritual Strength, you only need to transform other internal skills into the Northern Spiritual Qi, and you can't practice other internal skills in the future. This is different from other martial arts. Because, on the rivers and lakes, many masters have practiced several internal skills at the same time, such as Zhou Botong has cultivated the innate skills and the Nine Yin True Scriptures, and the master of Yideng has also cultivated the One Yang Finger and the innate skills, but the Northern Shengong, because it has to absorb the internal force of other people, so its own internal force must be extremely pure and cannot be compatible with other internal forces. And in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, the internal force of the void bamboo is too poor, messy, and it is the practice of Buddhism, so Wu Yazi simply dissolves all the power of the void bamboo precisely because of this reason.

Otherwise, if the Northern Spiritual Skill cannot be cultivated by itself, it must absorb the internal force of others from scratch, and it will be impossible to practice it at all. Because it is recorded in the Northern Shengong: If the enemy's internal force is better than my internal strength, it is very dangerous.

Under normal circumstances, the Northern Shengong can only absorb internal forces that are lower than their own strength, and if the enemy's internal force is superior, it will easily lead to the retrograde of true qi. After all, like Duan Yu, starting from scratch, the people who absorb the internal force are all higher than their own kung fu, and they are not dead, this kind of Destiny is really too rare.

Therefore, the Northern Spiritual Skill can actually be cultivated by itself. It's just that compared to absorbing other people's internal forces, the speed of one's own cultivation is too slow.

Yang Kang ran the Northern Spiritual Skill, and soon arrived to warm his body, as if he was soaking in a large vat of warm water, and there seemed to be hot air coming out of the pores of his body, which was indescribably comfortable.

"It's worthy of peerless magic, just for a while, I can feel that my strength has improved a lot!"

Yang Kangzhi muttered to himself, his eyes full of excitement. Although he worshipped Qiu Chuji as a teacher, but Qiu Chuji, the master, did not fulfill his responsibilities, and the exercises he taught him were not powerful exercises, but they were just the basic exercises of the Quanzhen Sect.

After a while, Yang Kang found that his internal strength had not increased much, so he stopped cultivating.

In his opinion, since the Northern Shengong can absorb the internal force of others, there is no need to waste time to cultivate by himself, and after he goes down the mountain, he will find someone to absorb the internal force.

So, he remembered Fang Haoran's instructions, there were all kinds of divine cultivation methods in the palace.

After entering the palace, Yang Kang was stunned.

I saw that on the wall, there were countless patterns and words engraved.

"Six-vein Divine Sword!"

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending!"

"Tianshan Six Yang Palms!"

"White Rainbow Palm!"

"Lingbo Weibu!"

......

For a while, Yang Kang was dazzled, and he couldn't wait to have a few more pairs of eyes.

Yang Kang indulged in it, and half a year passed in a flash.

On this day, Yang Kang counted the days, according to the memory of his previous life, it was not far from the day when Mu Nianci came to Jindu. Of course, Yang Kang couldn't miss it, so he said goodbye to Fang Haoran, left the Ethereal Peak, and returned to Jindu.

After Yang Kang returned to the palace, he directly sucked up the skills of Liang Ziweng and others, and tried to calculate, and drugged Mei Chaofeng.

After refining the internal strength of a group of masters, Yang Kang's skills improved by leaps and bounds, and he directly entered the first-class realm. Even if it is against his master Qiu, he is definitely not weak, and with all kinds of magic skills in hand, Yang Kang is afraid that he will be slightly better.

At the same time, Yang Kang also arranged for people to pay attention to the movements in the city, and if he encountered a martial arts competition, he would immediately notify him.

On this day, his subordinates suddenly came to report that a father and daughter had come to the city and were competing to recruit relatives.

Yang Kang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he waited for many days, and finally arrived.

He galloped out, carried Ling Bo's micro-steps, and flew over a few streets quickly, and saw the noise of people in front of him, and the sound of cheers was endless, and he looked at it from a distance, surrounded by a large number of people, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

I saw a vacant lot for the boss in the middle, and a pennant was inserted underground, with red flowers on a white background, embroidered with the four golden words of "competition to recruit relatives", and the two of them were fighting lively, one was a girl in red, and the other was a grown man.

The girl has a law in every move, obviously her martial arts are not weak, but the big man has mediocre martial arts. After a few moves, the girl in red sold a flaw, and the plate was exposed. The big man was overjoyed, and with a move of "double Jiao out of the hole", he punched out with both fists and went straight to the opponent's chest. The girl's figure was slightly off, and she immediately slipped away, her left arm swept across, and with a bang, the big man was on his back. The big man could not hold his back, and fell straight forward, only to fall to the ground, and got up, full of shame, and squeezed into the crowd.

The onlookers cheered. The girl brushed her hair and retreated under the flagpole.

The girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, jade and slim, although her face was the color of wind and dust, but her eyes were bright and her face was good. The pennant fluttered in the wind, obscuring the girl's face.

Yang Kang watched this scene from afar, stopped, his heart was extremely complicated, he had been missing Mu Nianci for a long time, but after really meeting Mu Nianci at this time, he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

At this moment, as if in her heart, the girl looked up and saw a young man standing on the roof of the street.

The two looked at each other, as if a stone had been cast on the calm lake, and the girl hurriedly lowered her head, her heart was beating and her heart was beating, and she said: The eyes of that person just now were so strange, how could I have a feeling of familiarity and sadness?

On the left side of the pennant is an iron spear in the ground, and on the right side are two iron halberds. The man made a square gesture to everyone, and said loudly: "The next surname is Mu Mingyi, and the name of Shandong is from Shandong." Passing through your land, one does not seek fame, the other is not for profit, only for the little girl has reached the end of her year, and she has not yet allowed her in-laws. She once made a wish, not to hope that her husband would be rich and rich, but to be a good man with excellent martial arts, so she dared to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives. Whoever is under the age of thirty, who has not yet married, and who can win a fist and kick against a little girl, will be married to him by the little girl. In the next father and daughter, from south to north, they have experienced seven roads, just because the famous heroes are married, and the young heroes are rarely willing to care, so they have never gotten a good match. Speaking of this, he paused, clasped his fists and said: "Beijing is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there must be many masters and chivalrous, and it is ridiculous to behave below, please bear with me." Guo Jing saw that this Mu Yi had a thick waist and broad shoulders, and was very burly, but his back was slightly hunched, his temples were white, his face was full of wrinkles, and his expression was very sad.

When Yang Kang heard this, his eyes fell on the middle-aged man, and his gaze became extremely complicated. The man in front of him is his biological father, but for eighteen years, there has been no news of him, and he has no kindness to raise him.

"In this life, you better find a place to retire in peace!" The murderous intent in Yang Kang's heart passed in an instant, and finally turned into a sigh.

After Mu Yi explained, he waited for a while, only to listen to some gangsters in the crowd make fun of him, and commented on the girl, but no one dared to make a move, looked up at the sky, saw the lead cloud low pressure, and the north wind was stronger, and said to himself: "It seems that there is a heavy snow in the blink of an eye." Alas, it was also like this on that day...... "turned around and pulled up the flagpole, and was about to roll up the pennant of "competition to recruit relatives", when suddenly someone on both sides of the east and west sides of the crowd shouted: "Wait!" The two people rushed into the circle together.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but burst out laughing. It turned out that the man who came in from the east was a fat old man, with a thick face and a gray beard, and he was in his fifties. The fat man shouted to everyone: "What are you laughing at? He is a martial arts contest to recruit relatives, I have not yet married a wife, can I not compare?" The monk said with a hippie smile: "Old man, even if you win, such a flower-like girl, will she be a widow as soon as she passes through the door?" The fat man said angrily: "Then what are you doing here?" The monk said: "With such a beautiful wife, my monk will immediately return to vulgarity." The crowd burst into laughter. The girl's face was angry, her willow eyebrows were raised, and she took off the cloak she had just put on, and was about to step forward to do something.

"Damn it!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Yang Kang's eyes, and with a slight step, he directly flew seven or eight feet and landed on the ring.