After obtaining the Jiuyang Sutra, Jing Zhou meditated and practiced every day.

With no distractions, coupled with experience, in just three months, I have already completed the first two volumes.

In the original work, Zhang Wuji spent a whole year on these two volumes, and it took five years to practice the four volumes of scriptures, which can be imagined as difficult as the Jiuyang True Scripture!

If you don't have enough talent, even if you get this magic skill, it will take you one or two decades, and you may not be able to practice it.

"First-class realm!"

In just three months, the 12 meridians in his body have been opened, and he only needs to open the second vein of Ren Du to enter the top realm.

How difficult it is to get through the second pulse of Ren and Du!

In this world, Jingzhou also feels that Yangdingtian, Shaolin Sandu, and Zhang Sanfeng on Wudang Mountain have been opened.

The two elders of Xuan Ming are only at the peak of the first class, and the two of them have joined forces to cast the Xuan Ming Divine Palm, which can almost compete with the top masters.

Song Yuanqiao, the head of the various sects, is extinct, plus Yang Xiao and others, but it is only a first-class realm.

Feeling the vigorous internal force in his body, Jing Zhou felt that he could implement the next plan.

Now he is facing Shaolin Sandu, with his own experience, he doesn't dare to say that he can win, but it is more than enough to want to go.

After all, the three old monks of Shaolin are people who don't talk about martial arts, not only are they extremely high, but they also use the King Kong Demon Formation to fight one, and they want to fight alone, they don't exist!

Even if Zhang Wuji learned the Great Shift, Tai Chi Boxing, and Tai Chi Sword later, he couldn't get half a benefit in front of the three old monks!

"Although this Jiuyang True Scripture is not as quick as the evil sword technique, in terms of the quality of internal force, it is obvious that Jiuyang True Qi is superior, and it is extremely fast to return qi, and there is no fear of strange poison."

took out two hand-copied copies of the Jiuyang Sutra from the bookshelf, and Jing Zhou planned to give them to Zhu Changling.

Although it is said that with Zhu Changling's qualifications, he may not be able to practice the Jiuyang True Scripture, but as long as he practices two volumes, it is enough for him to break through to the first-class realm.

The next day, Jingzhou said goodbye to Zhu Changling, left two letters, changed into tight clothes, rode a fast horse, held a fine iron spear, and carried a big bow to the Central Plains.

Stop-and-go, more than a month has passed, and the third volume of the Jiuyang True Scripture has also been practiced.

Riding a horse along the way, he saw a lot of tragic situations, although some were caused by natural disasters, but more were man-made disasters.

There were even hungry people along the way.

"Yuan people have no way, they should be destroyed!"

When he arrived in Shaanxi, Jingzhou passed through a forest, and saw wolf smoke rising from the village in front of him, and vaguely heard the cries of women, children and children.

Jing Zhou hurriedly urged the horse forward, and when he arrived at the head of the village, he saw a team of soldiers grabbing things, and several horses were tied to a few women who kept crying, and the village was full of fireworks and dead bodies, like a mass grave.

Seeing that a few Yuan soldiers were about to swing their knives and cut people, Jing Zhou pulled out the longbow behind him, took out three feather arrows from the quiver, and transported the internal force to bend the bow and take the arrows.

After shooting three arrows, he took out another arrow, like a meteor catching the moon, and in the blink of an eye, he shot another Yuan soldier who wanted to kill someone with a knife.

The Yuan soldiers waited for Jingzhou to shoot a few more people before they reacted, banged the gong, and began to assemble as a team.

A few Yuan soldiers cursed in their mouths, and ran out of the house with their pants in their mouths, not knowing what was happening.

A general on a horse, looking at the assembled soldiers around him, was not afraid, took the whip and whipped the soldiers whose pants were not yet dressed, and then scolded Jing Zhou angrily: "Grandma, you kid has lived enough!" If you bump into Lao Tzu's hands today, I have to divide your body for a while! ”

"Up! Kill him for me! After speaking, the general of the Yuan army drove the people around him to kill Jing Zhou.

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles!"

"If I hit me today, I will send you livestock to reincarnation!"

Jing Zhou was not afraid, his killing intent was great, he finished shooting a pot of arrows, lifted his spear, and rushed towards the remaining dozens of Yuan soldiers.

These Yuan soldiers, even the team can't stand well, and many of them have just come off the belly of a woman, how much strength can they have?

There is not much combat power left, at most it is to bully the old and weak husbands and children.

Rushing in front of the Yuan soldiers, he swept his spear, like a wind and a remnant leaf, and instantly swept out the Yuan soldiers who came over with spears, and his legs were clamped between the horse's belly, and with the momentum of the horse, the spear was like a dragon, like a peerless general, or stabbed, or picked, and directly pierced the team from beginning to end.

All of a sudden, blood and flesh flew everywhere, screams rang out one after another, the ground was full of dead bodies and severed limbs, and the smell of blood filled the entire village.

The Yuan soldiers in the distance swallowed their saliva, flinched and did not dare to step forward, divided into several groups, and fled out without even asking for money.

The general was even more desperate to beat his horse, desperately fleeing forward, lest he be half a little slower!

At this time, that shot and horse seemed to come out of hell as if he was a god of killing!

That sky-high killing intent made him tremble like falling into an ice cave!

Jing Zhou stared at the previous general, and chased after him without saying a word.

When he was still a few feet away from the general, he threw the spear in his hand, and there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, accompanied by a scream, and the general was nailed to the ground.

"These damn brutes!"

"If it was in the Han and Tang Dynasties, how could these Tartars be allowed to be predominant!"

Jing Zhou drew his spear from the general, rode back to the village, and rescued those who were tied to the horses.

Seeing some of the women looking at him tremblingly, he sighed, took some bags from his horse, and took out a little bit of silver from the package, and laid it on the ground.

It's just that this case, I don't know how many there are.

How many times can he be saved, and how many times can he be saved?

Out of the village, the further east he went, the more people Jing Zhou encountered in the rivers and lakes, and when he left Shaanxi, from the mouths of these people, he knew that Wudang Zhang Cuishan had returned.

These people were all in a hurry to Wudang Mountain, wanting to hear the whereabouts of the dragon slaying knife.

Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun disappeared together many years ago, and everyone thought that this dragon slayer knife had disappeared, but they didn't expect this Zhang Cuishan to appear again after many years.

Zhang Cuishan's return to the Central Plains was the beginning of everything, and later the six major sects threatened Wudang Mountain on Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, wanting to force Zhang Cuishan to tell Xie Xun's whereabouts.

Zhang Cuishan was forced to be helpless, and finally died to apologize, and then Yin Susu also killed himself.

In Jing Zhou's opinion, Zhang Cuishan's approach is really undesirable, he died and apologized, but what about the remaining orphans and widows?

Besides, he has his back to Wudang Mountain, even if he doesn't say it, what can the six major sects do? Zhang Sanfeng is the ceiling of the world's armed forces, can the six major sects still attack?

In the end, I am afraid that I can only talk to the Wudang Seven Heroes about the level of martial arts, and I am afraid that I will do things hastily.

"I think the plot is about to start, and Chang Yuchun, the guide, should also appear."

Figuring out where the time was, Jing Zhou drove his horse to the bank of the Han River and waited.

He was not interested in the grievances and disputes of Wudang Mountain at all, but a group of people were blinded by the prestige of the Dragon Slaying Knife.

Jing Zhou has never been able to figure out why other people are so fanatical about dragon slaying knives except for extinction?

Do you really think that if you get the dragon slaying knife, you can command the martial arts and dominate the world?

No matter how powerful the dragon slaying knife is, it is just a divine weapon at best.