Chapter 39: The Chongyang Sutra
The night is hazy, and the bamboo shadows are swaying.
After about a cup of tea, the man finally spoke.
"You're here."
Yifeiyun said: "I'm here." ”
The man said, "You're still here after all." ”
Yi Feiyun was stunned, speechless, and started again?
OK, I'll go with your performance.
He raised his head to look at the moon, sighed, and said abruptly: "I'm still here after all." ”
The man said, "I know you're coming." ”
Yifeiyun said: "I must come, and you must know that I will come." ”
The man bowed his head in solitude and stared at the wine gourd in his hand again.
"It's a pity that the Quanzhen Sect is a thing of the past, so why should you come?"
"It's a shame." Yi Feiyun sighed, "Why should I come? Why did you come? ”
Silence, long silence.
A gust of wind blew, and the bamboo shadows swayed, making a rustling sound.
"What are you doing here?" The man finally broke the silence.
Why did you call me and ask me what I was doing? Sick, right?
Yi Feiyun smiled faintly and said, "See someone." ”
"Who?"
Still coming? There's no end......
Yi Feiyun replied: "The one who wants to see me." ”
The man smiled, shook the wine gourd, and said, "Little friend drinking? ”
"Thank you seniors, don't drink in the next place." Yifei Cloud Road.
"Haha, it's good not to drink, alcohol is disorderly and harmful, and it will make mistakes."
After that, the man took another big gulp.
"Can Xiaoyou do the sword technique with the mountain?"
"Okay."
Yi Feiyun pulled out the nameless sword and began to practice one move at a time.
"A man is a good man, and a sword is a good sword." The man said, "As for the swordsmanship, the style, strength, and skill are okay, but they lack a little divine will." The sword moves of the mountain sword technique are not second-rate, but to practice to the fullest, you need to turn all the moves, leaving only the true meaning of the landscape, if you can reach the sword realm without a move, you can compete with the world's swordsmanship. ”
"Thank you seniors for your advice." Yi Feiyun hugged his fists.
"The whole heart is easy to learn and difficult to refine, the Tao is natural, and the most important nature, if you are a person with an impure heart, even if you practice hard for a lifetime, you may not be able to reach the third level. You can cultivate at such an age, it can be seen that the root organ has a good heart, and there is a descendant like you in the Quanzhen lineage, and it can be regarded as a successor. ”
"The seniors are praised, and the juniors are far behind." Yi Feiyun said modestly.
"Next!"
The man threw a cloth bag, Yi Feiyun caught it, opened it and saw that it was a secret book called "Chongyang True Scripture".
"This scripture was written by the Chongyang Patriarch, and it was taken away by the Blood Dragon Sect in the past, and it was taken back by me, and it is passed on to you today." That's humane.
Yi Feiyun found that part of the back of the cheats had been torn off, and said strangely: "Why was the back torn off?" ”
"A hundred years ago, there were also thieves who sneaked into Chongyang Palace to steal the scriptures, and the head of the sect at that time failed to protect the scriptures and was robbed of half of them." The man explained, "However, the lost part is a martial arts move, which is not worth mentioning compared to the first half of the book. ”
Yi Feiyun asked, "Haven't you asked your seniors for their names?" ”
"You don't have to ask, I don't have to answer."
The man put his hands behind his back, floated up, and flew away over the bamboo forest.
"How will I find my seniors in the future?" Yi Feiyun shouted.
"You don't have to look for it, you will meet if you have a fate." The man said loudly, "Chongyangzi under the Begonia Pavilion, Taiyi Immortal in the Lotus Leaf Boat." The mountain gate smiled unrestrainedly, and the clouds were in the West Lake and the moon was in the sky. Hahahaha......"
The laughter of the Taoist echoed in the bamboo forest for a long time.
Yi Feiyun stood on the top of the Fengzhu Pavilion Treasure, watching the other party until the other party's back disappeared.
"Wait, I forgot to ask him about the method of flying swords." Yifeiyun suddenly realized.
However, he does not regret it, it is worth the trip to get the "Chongyang True Scripture", and it is better not to be too greedy.
There is one thing that Yi Feiyun cares about, the Dao man didn't ask him where he learned the Quanxin Heart Method and the Suishan Sword Method, and the rhetoric prepared in advance was wasted.
Yi Feiyun took out a candle from the black ring and lit it, placed it on the stone table in the middle of the pavilion, and then sat down and began to read the "Chongyang Sutra".
He wanted to see if he could find any short-term ways to improve his strength and increase his chances of winning tomorrow's competition.
"Chongyang Palm?"
After a quick glance, Yi Feiyun finally found a palm technique on the last few pages of the cheats.
However, there are only the first three forms, which belong to a little remnant of the second volume of the canon.
These three moves are simple and unremarkable, but they are quite profound in terms of luck, which is a typical internal martial arts.