Xian Yutong got up and patted the dust on his body first, then picked up the cooked copper stick weighing 100 catties next to him, dragged it away and strode to the Yellow River not far away, squatted down and washed his face with both hands first, and drank two sips.

Then I fixed my eyes to see what I looked like in the reflection on the water.

I saw that in the water was a big man with a smirk on his face and wooden eyes, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered his body named "Ma Guangzuo" from the depths of his memory!

Xian Yutong patted his head and said with a smile: "It turns out that I have become the first best friend in the Condor Era!"

Ma Guangzuo is the first master of Huijiang, infinite strength, born different, although he has not practiced martial arts, but as soon as he makes a move, he has some meaning of reducing ten wills, and ordinary masters can't catch his three sticks, so he is regarded as a big guard by many tribes.

In March of this year, after learning that the Great Khan of Mongolia had recruited wise men from all over the world, Ma Guangzuo rushed to the Central Plains from the Western Regions, wanting to defect to the Great Khan of Mongolia, make meritorious contributions, and live the life of a real man.

It's a pity that after three months of continuous driving, I just arrived in Mongolia but heard that the Mongolian Great Khan had gone south with the army to attack the Southern Song Dynasty.

Only then did he rush south without resting on his strength, but when he walked near Fenglingdu, he suddenly fainted from heat stroke, and woke up with a different person.

Xian Yutong sat on the edge of the Yellow River and watched the mandarin duck water pheasants flying out of the reeds from time to time draw a white line on the river, and after a while he smiled: "It's okay! The Divine Machine Sutra and the Divine Sword Sutra are put aside for the time being, this body is very good at cultivating the outer door divine skills, I first practiced the Nine Yin and Nine Yang in the I Ching Forging Bone Chapter and the Supreme Yoga Tantra, and then practiced the Shaolin Golden Bell Jar, Mighty Vajra Fist, fingers, palms and other Vajra Demon Powers, and more importantly, this world is no less than the 'Three Great Divine Skills' in the previous life." Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong', the Golden Wheel National Master has practiced to the tenth achievement and has become the best among the peerless masters, if it is practiced into thirteen, hehe, then I am afraid it is no less than the sweeping old monk, I will come to an external skill in this life, the flesh incarnates King Kong, see if I can break the void, and the flesh will be sanctified and ascend!"

Xianyu Tongxin thought was determined to practice according to the mental method visualization, and practiced the "Supreme Yoga Tantra" by the quiet and uninhabited Yellow River, which can not directly increase the power, but can change the muscles and veins and improve the qualifications.

Xian Yutong two great masters cultivated, two consecutive shocks to the past and the present, any martial arts can be used to practice and dismantle, plus Ma Guangzuo's body is really the most suitable material for cultivating the outer door of the gods, so Xian Yutong sat by the Yellow River for three days to get started with the "Supreme Yoga Tantra" practice, and then only need to change the posture every day to visualize the cultivation to strengthen the qi and blood for a long time, wash the muscles and cut the marrow.

Strike while the iron is hot, Xian Yutong can alternately practice the Nine Yin True Scripture and the three-point Jiuyang Divine Skill created by Zhang Wuji, this divine skill is no longer under the original version at all, and it is exempted from the danger of discouragement before Dacheng, so it can be called one of the most perfect divine skills.

Although the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Nine Yang True Scripture are both Yin and Yang Divine Skills, they are manifested as one to Yin and the other to Yang, and it stands to reason that the two sets of martial arts cannot be practiced at the same time, and the two True Qi are difficult to coexist, and will only dissolve each other.

However, Xian Yutong has practiced Zixia Divine Skill, Innate Divine Skill, Tai Chi Divine Skill, Taixuan Sutra, One Qi and Three Qing Gong and other divine skills, and he also has insights that transcend the times on the control of true qi, so under his original method, the Nine Yin True Qi and the Nine Yang True Qi are actually respectful and far apart, and they coexist in the body clearly.

After Jiuyin and Jiuyang were both small, Xian Yutong practiced for another half a month, but this time he slowly transformed the power of this divine body into external power, thinking that as long as he waited another year, he could become a super-first-class master at the peak of external strength.

He has been sitting by the Yellow River for almost two months, and Xian Yutong, who eats fish and wild birds all day long, feels that he wants to go to the tavern to have a big meal to be satisfied.

After getting up, Xian Yutong dragged away and strode to the Fengling Ferry ten miles away, he was tall and long-legged, and now his internal strength was quite climatic, but he walked to the largest ferry in the upper reaches of the Yellow River with a stick of incense.

The largest ferry port in the western part of the Central Plains is as lively as a town, with inns, restaurants, and taverns.

Merchants and men and women couldn't help but look at a dusty, bearded man striding with a thick cooked copper stick not far away.

Some heroes and heroes are even more like seeing Zhang Fei and Xu Zhu, and they can't help but cheer.

Xian Yutong walked into Fenglingdu, and regardless of the surprised gazes of many men, women and children, he directly found a restaurant, went in and sat down, and shouted: "Shop! Quickly cut three catties of cooked beef, three catties of cooked mutton, and other meats can also come up casually, and then beat twenty catties of good wine, and the family will have a big meal!"

Xian Yu Tong sound like a bell, eyes like copper bells, although it looks a little silly, but the majestic hair, temperament is quite carefree, looking quite awkward.

The shopkeeper is a little old man in his fifties, he looked at the giant-like Xian Yutong and didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly cut all kinds of meat in a hurry, brought it out in a big basin, and held a jar of wine, and said with a smile: "There is no good wine in the shop, and I ask the guest to forgive me." ”

Xian Yutong stretched out his hand and grabbed the wine jar and shook it gently, and the sealing mud on the altar mouth naturally shook off, obviously a very clever martial art, and the two Taoist priests who were eating on the side frowned when they saw this.

The young handsome man said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Zhao, this man is very good at martial arts, I don't know what the origin is?"

The older Taoist priest had a beard and a pair of triangular eyes, and at first glance he knew that his mind was extremely heavy, and he snorted and said, "Silly man, don't worry about him." Senior Brother Zhen, we have to go back to Chongyang Palace as soon as possible to report to the sect, Guo Daxia and the Huang Gang Leader are in the hero conference of the Great Victory Pass, and our Quanzhen Sect can help each other!"

The two Taoist priests spoke in a very low voice, but the internal force of the nine yin and nine yang was quite hot, and the kung fu of the supreme yoga secret vehicle was gradually introduced, and the ears and eyes were far superior to mortals, so they naturally heard the words of the two clearly.

Gulping down the beef, Xian Yutong looked at the two Taoist priests sideways, and said vaguely: "The two Taoist masters are the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect?"

These two Taoist priests were Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing of the Quanzhen Sect, and they learned that Guo Jing and Huang Rong had invited all the major sects and martial arts people in the rivers and lakes to participate in the Hero Conference at Dasheng Pass.

The purpose of this heroic meeting was to resist the Mongol army attacking the Southern Song Dynasty in the south, and the Quanzhen faction in these provincial capitals was naturally an important member, and the two hurried back to Zhongnan Mountain after receiving an invitation from the beggar gang disciples in Luoyang.

Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing were about to get up and leave, but when they heard Xian Yutong speak, they turned to look, and Zhao Zhijing asked: "Brother Poor Daoist is a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, I don't know what is going on in Brother Tai?"

The Quanzhen Sect has been the golden name of the mighty martial arts in the north and south of the river, and the Shaolin Temple has been closed for decades because it has been pressed by the world's five uniques and the Quanzhen Sect.

Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and they have always been awe-inspiring as soon as they report to the teacher, but this time after Zhao Zhijing finished speaking, the rude man laughed and said: "Your surname is Zhao, is your name Zhao Zhijing? You are Zhen Zhibing? Grandpa is the most annoying to you two dog Taoists!"

Xian Yutong hated Zhen Zhibing, who dared to risk the world to be a "dragon knight", of course, there was no envy at all.

For the vicious and hateful Zhao Zhijing, he couldn't wait to slap him to death.

Now that I see the two of them, I am very open-minded, but my mind is already different, and I feel very ordinary, so I pretend to be a rude man and scold: "You two don't have a good thing, come and let grandpa rub one and waste another!"

Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing were furious when they heard this, they had never met such an odious and rude person in their more than ten years of walking the rivers and lakes.

Seeing the rampant appearance of this big man, Zhao Zhijing suddenly became murderous, and shouted: "The scoundrel maniac dares to insult the Taoist master?

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Zhijing pulled out his long sword and flew to stab over, the cold light of the sharp arrow shook and turned out to be a killing move of the Quanzhen swordsmanship, whether it was Xian Yutong to resist or dodge, there were three or four more powerful back moves waiting for him, and it was bound to cut off his arm.

Although Xian Yutong's martial arts at this time were far from being successful, he personally taught Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao Jade Maiden Heart Sutra in his previous life, and he was very clear about the flaws in the Quanzhen swordsmanship.

Although Zhao Zhijing's swordsmanship was exquisite, seeing Xian Yutong casually threw out a piece of beef, mixed with the whirring wind, it passed through the sword momentum and hit him in the face.

Zhao Zhijing only felt that he was hit by a soft stepping object as soon as it was dark in front of him, and then the huge force made his nose hurt sharply, and his mind was clouded, and he took three steps back before standing with the help of Zhen Zhibing, and then reached out to take the beef on his face, feeling that his nose was bleeding, and his face was full of hot pain.

"Senior brother, this man has a lot of strength, let's flank it. Zhen Zhibing said with a frown.

Zhao Zhijing laughed angrily and said: "Okay! Take him down, and I will put him in the dungeon of Chongyang Palace, so that he can be concocted!"

The two of them saved seven or eight sword lights from Xian Yutong to attack twice, Xian Yutong continued to eat meat and drink wine, sideways dodged Zhao Zhijing's "Dingyang Needle", and the chopsticks in his hand were lightning like lightning in Zhen Zhibing's sword, which was slightly weaker.

Zhen Zhibing only felt that as soon as his arm was hot and numb, a huge force snatched away his iron sword, and then Xian Yutong pinched out the long sword with his big hand, like an adult playing with a child's wooden sword, and knocked Zhao Zhijing's long sword down with a few clicks.

Then Xian Yutong laughed and stretched out his big palm to grab Zhao Zhijing's head and press it to the table, and hummed: "Stinky boy, how do you want to concoct grandpa?"

Although Zhen Zhibing is a little guilty, he is also very righteous, and without the long sword, he rubs his body and wants to attack with a full real grappling fist.

Xian Yutong had a left hand, and the two "crackling" slaps suddenly hit Zhen Zhibing's eyes with gold stars, and he fell to the ground, and it took a long time to spit out a mouth full of teeth, and he was still panting on the ground.

Although Ma Guangzuo is infinitely powerful and vigorous, his martial arts are not strong, if he is a real skill, the external skills are at most the lowest Sun Buer, and the highest Hao Datong and Darba.

Coupled with his simple mind and lack of experience, even if he can defeat Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing, he will have to hold a sword for thirty or forty rounds.

But now Ma Guangzuo has changed his shotgun, Xian Yutong uses this good body to practice divine skills, and he has some superior internal strength, his bone fascia is stronger, and his strength has risen again, coupled with his martial arts master's martial arts cultivation, it is easy to break Zhao Zhijing's shallow true swordsmanship.