Text Chapter 5: Thirteen Styles of Breaking the World
"I'm afraid I can't take him off at such a height!"
The old man smiled!, "You kid is out of shit luck and ran into me." For your sake, I'll help you. ”
"Whoosh!"
The shadow fell to the ground before he could see the old man. Qin Feng saw that what was in the old man's hand were two small silver fruits, this thing was really a martial arts cultivator, and it was quite precious.
The old man said to Qin Feng, "Quickly take it down." ”
Qin Feng was a little confused!
"What is this?
"Silly boy, I'll give it to you for the sake of your drinking for me all day long, don't look at it as inconspicuous, it's a holy product in the magic medicine. Eating one can quickly increase internal strength. A jade dragon elixir can't be exchanged for a city!"
The old man said,
"Although this one has not yet been refined, it is worth half a city! If you don't eat it, it will be a violent celestial thing! Even if you don't say anything, it will be much faster than if you practice for seven or eight more years. ”
As soon as he said this, Qin Feng understood, "Is it really that magical?"
"Whoosh!"
Qin Feng took the jade dragon fruit with lightning speed and swallowed it in one bite.
The old man shook his head and smiled, "Hahaha!
Qin Feng swallowed the jade dragon fruit before he knew what it tasted like. But it won't be long before the power of the jade dragon fruit will condense in the body.
"By the way, Master, why are you here? Who are you? Why are you so powerful. How could the old master stoop down to grow vegetables in Yaowumen with peerless martial arts, and how could he be so familiar with the things in this cave?"
The old man shook his head and chuckled.
You've asked so many questions at once, how should the old man answer you?
"The old man can't tell you these things for the time being, not because of anything else, but the time is not yet ripe, and knowing more about some things is a burden. ”
"What are the plans of the kid, do you want to return to Yaowumen?"
"No, the old-timer Qin Feng hasn't found the Immortal Spirit Grass to heal his injuries, and he can't go back for the time being. ”
"You're not afraid of being in danger when the snow closes the mountain?"
Qin Feng replied: "Just because I promised Senior Brother Hu before going up the mountain, I won't return to Yaowumen until I find the Immortal Spirit Grass." ”
The old man stroked his white beard
"Hahaha, silly boy, it looks like you're still in the dark!"
Qin Feng disagreed: "How do you say this?"
"Boy, you don't know, any fairy spirit grass is lying to you. That Hu Zhang is not a good person at all, and you dare to believe his words?"
"Really, I think Senior Brother Hu is not bad to me!"
The child is that you are too simple, remember that "the heart of defense is indispensable." When you came, I could see that he was not bad or kind. Do you think that the canal will break down for no reason, and he will make all kinds of difficulties for you, do you think that it is all accidental?"
As soon as he heard the old man's words, Qin Feng suddenly woke up like a dream, Qin Feng thought for a moment, and felt that what the old man said was indeed true.
"I see......?
Qin Feng was speechless for a while, and his face turned blue with anger.
"Stinky boy, don't be angry! It's over, and you can't let go of anything. ”
"It turns out that you already know, master?" Qin Feng asked.
"Haha! I told you earlier, would you have picked up three hundred buckets of water in just half a day? But it helped you invisibly! The old man is also pushing the boat along the river, wanting to experience and train you. ”
Qin Feng nodded, feeling that the old master was reasonable.
Moment!
Qin Feng couldn't help touching his lower abdomen, only to feel that a strong force in the dantian was swimming back and forth, and it was very hot, and in a moment, Qin Feng's forehead beads of sweat were the size of beans down his cheeks, and he exhaled rapidly, even sucking the whole person tightened, and his hands were tightly clenched together.
"Shhh ”
"What? This kid only has a little internal strength. It's my carelessness!" the old man's bowels turned green for a while.
Don't underestimate this small jade dragon fruit, ordinary people can't bear it at all.
It's hot! It's hot! For a while, Qin Feng curled up together, and his abdomen was as painful as a fire.
The old man hurriedly squatted down and took Qin Feng's pulse. I saw that the old man's expression was changeable, he wrinkled in a ball, rolled his eyes, and smiled again.
At this time, Qin Feng only felt that a ball of fire was swimming through the bone meridians of his whole body, and his whole body was extremely hot. I just vaguely felt that my abdomen was much more relieved, but there were two more doors in my chest for no reason.
Long~
Qin Feng slowly stood up. Dantian still felt a feeling of swelling and pain, and his eyes wandered from hand to foot.
"How now?"
Qin Feng made a few movements, "Huh!" "It doesn't hurt at all now, it's the same as being reborn, his body is very comfortable, and he feels that he still has inexhaustible strength in his body!"
The old man nodded and chuckled. Stinky boy, I'm waiting outside!
In an hour, how many exercises can be remembered on the wall.
"How can you remember so many moves in an hour?"
Looking at the figure of the old man walking out of the phantom wall, and the echo of the auditory hallucination, "An hour, how much can be remembered" Now how much can be remembered can only rely on his own memory.
Qin Feng's eyes wandered over the cave wall......
Qin Feng's eyes lit up, "These swordsmanship moves are quite interesting. ”
That's it.
Qin Feng followed the gesture while remembering. The moves shown on the wall were so vivid that Qin Feng couldn't put them down.
The first type of sword refers to dust and sand.
"Whoosh~"
When Qin Feng gestured to the first style, he suddenly shuddered. The sword style on the wall actually hit the body~!
"What's the situation! It's incredible," the first type on the wall actually lost the golden light of the square, and after a little dimming, it disappeared into the wall.
Qin Feng was extremely curious, and stepped forward to touch the place where the first type had been sitting just now. It's so smooth that it never seems to have been chiseled or broken. Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?
"What the hell is going on?"
No matter how much time is running out, the master said that in an hour, I have to hurry up now
Qin Feng continued to learn the second style and said in his mouth: Wind and clouds
Unexpectedly, the second form disappeared immediately, exactly the same as the first form just now.
Qin Feng followed the third and fourth types of dripping water, such as Hong and the overlord unloading the armor
These two moves are no different from the others-----
Whoosh ~ whoosh twice. The two moves slammed into Qin Feng's body at the same time and then disappeared mysteriously.
Qin Feng didn't dare to look down, he was afraid that he would forget it after learning it.
He picks up dry branches from the ground. said: "I will use you as a sword." Let's give it a try. ”
He used the first form, pointing his sword at the dust. It's just that the dust and sand in the hole have just been compared, and the hole is dusty. A stream of true qi went down the dry branch and went straight to the phantom wall, which was really not small for him. But I never expected the dust and sand to be bounced back!
Qin Feng threw down the dry branch and rolled to the left, dodging the sword qi that rebounded back. It's just a face of dust.
Qin Feng was first scared and flustered, and then secretly happy.
"Haha, what kind of swordsmanship is this? ”
He threw dust off his face. His eyes were wide open. What was seen on his handsome face was shock and joy.
The fifth style leads the dragon into the sea, and now he is more knowledgeable.
I was dazzled by the moves shown on the wall. This trick is so handsome! Hehe! Great!
There are a total of thirteen sword moves. The wall's moves hit the body and disappeared out of thin air. He wrote down all the thirteen styles.
But he didn't know how much time had passed! He was looking to the left. These moves are extremely cumbersome, and I'm afraid it will be in vain to memorize them.
Qin Feng followed the comparison, this was a secret book of palm techniques. The first type of Thunder Palm and the second type of Siphon Ghost Hand.
The above line of golden font records: Ben Lei palms gather the arrogance of heaven and earth, and practice qi and essence. If it's Jinnai. If it is a saint, it will be in charge.
Everything else is in gold font, but only this second style is red. "If you suck the siphon ghost hand, you will reverse the meridian and turn the internal qi of others for your own use. If not, use with caution. ”
Whoosh~ The second palm technique suddenly hit Qin Feng's body like that sword technique.
Bang......
There was a shaking
The strange thing is that the other moves on the wall have completely disappeared, but these two palms are still full of golden light and subtle.
"I realized that the hour had come, and the exercises above had disappeared. ”
Qin Feng came out of the phantom wall and shouted loudly: "Senior, senior!"
The old man was overjoyed to see him. Then he came up and asked, "How are you doing?"
"Well, I just practiced a set of swordsmanship. I was about to practice the others, but those moves disappeared out of thin air!"
Oh! Let me guess what kind of swordsmanship you practice!
"I think you must be practicing the "Thirteen Styles of Destroying the World!"
Qin Feng was surprised: Thirteen Styles of Breaking Heaven and Earth?"
"The sword moves you practice are just to the yang, the wind and clouds are changing, and the water and fire are disorganized. In the future, you need to practice hard to understand the subtleties. ”
"This first form is a sword pointing at the dust. The second type is a whirlwind and remnant clouds. The third type is dripping like a flood. Fourth-style overlord disarming. The fifth type leads the dragon into the sea. The sixth type seals the sky and the sound. The seventh type of frost ice solstice. The eighth type of Buddha embraces the world. The ninth type of fire god descended. The tenth-type blood sword is immeasurable. Type 11 lightning sword thunder. The twelve types are boundless. The thirteenth type is proud of the sky. Look I'm right!"
Qin Feng was dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "The old master is really a god!How do you know?"
"Haha!
"This old man is not a god descending from the earth! ”
"Master, where are we going next?"
"Where are you going, of course I'll send you back to Yaowumen!"
"But!"
"But what, do you still want to go looking for the fairy spirit grass? The fairy spirit grass is a lie!"
The old man took out something from behind him and handed it to Qin Feng. This thing is the fur of the white ape.
Master, what is this?
It turned out that the old man took advantage of his practice to peel the white ape and make it into a fur coat.
You have the Vulcan Orb to protect your body, and with this white ape fur, you can just use it to keep out the cold.
"But the snow covers the mountain, how can we go back!"
The two of them walked out of the cave! The dazzling snow couldn't help but make Qin Feng close his eyes. The earth is covered with snow, and in the distance it looks like it is covered with a thick quilt. The mountain peaks are layered on top of each other, covered with a layer of snow, almost like the monstrous white waves rolled up by the sea. What a world of pink makeup, ice carving, and silver......