Zhou Bodao: "Boy, what would you think? The martial arts contained in the "Nine Yin True Scripture" are fantastic and mysterious, and extremely wonderful. As long as a person who learns martial arts learns a little bit and a half, how can he not be fascinated by it? Even if he incurs the disaster of killing because of this, what is the point? Didn't we just say that who in the world is immortal?

Huang Rong said: "Old naughty boy, then you are fascinated by martial arts." Zhou Botong said with a smile: "Then there is no need to say, practicing martial arts is endless." Some people in the world love to study and become officials, some love gold and beautiful jade, and some love stunning beauties, but how can the fun in this be as good as practicing martial arts? I tell you, a person can skip food, he can live without his life, but he must practice kung fu. Xiao Jiang and the three knew that Zhou Botong was crazy about practicing martial arts, but they didn't argue with him.

Zhou Botong asked again: "Where did we tell the story just now?" Huang Rong said: "You said that the heroes and heroes of the world want to snatch the "Nine Yin True Scripture". Zhou Bodao: "Isn't it?" Later, things got bigger and bigger, and even the big masters such as the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, the master of Peach Blossom Island, Huang Laoxi, and the Hong gang leader of the beggar gang, also intervened. The five of them agreed to discuss the sword in Huashan, and whoever has the best martial arts in the world will own the scriptures. Xiao Jiang said with a smile: "That scripture has finally fallen into the hands of your senior brother." ”

Zhou Botong's eyebrows fluttered and said, "Yes." I have a great friendship with Senior Brother Wang, we were already good when he was not a monk, and later he passed on my martial arts. He said that I was crazy and too persistent in learning martial arts, and it was not the Taoist principle of quiet and inaction, so although I was a Quanzhen sect, my senior brother told me not to be a Taoist. That's exactly what I couldn't ask for. Among my seven teachers and nephews, Qiu Chuji's kung fu is the highest, but my senior brother dislikes him the most, saying that he is too busy studying martial arts and has wasted Taoist kung fu. It is said that those who learn martial arts should practice hard, but those who learn the Tao should be indifferent and reckless, and the two are quite incompatible. Ma Yu has won my senior brother's legal system, but his martial arts are not as good as Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi. ”

Huang Rong asked: "Then Quanzhen Sect Master Wang Zhenren, why is he both a Taoist real person and a martial arts master?" Zhou Bodao: "He is naturally great, and many of the truths in martial arts are naturally understood, not as diligent as me." Where did we just tell the story? You diverted the topic again?"

Huang Rong said with a smile: "You said that your senior brother got the "Nine Yin True Scripture". Zhou Bodao: "Isn't it?" When he got the scriptures, he didn't practice them, but put them in a stone box and pressed them under the slabs under the futon he was meditating on. I was very strange and asked what the reason was, but he smiled and didn't answer. I asked urgently, and he told me to go. Guess what's that for?"

Xiao Jiang pondered for a long time, and said with a smile: "Yes! It should be hidden well, but it is actually better to burn it." Zhou Botong was startled, stared at Xiao Jiang with his eyes, and said: "My senior brother said the same thing back then, but he said that if he wanted to destroy it a few times, he always couldn't do it." Boy, you're so smart, you can even guess that?"

Xiao Jiang shook his head and glanced at Guo Jing, Guo Jing looked dazed, Xiao Jiang had to answer: "I think, since Wang Zhenren's martial arts are already the best in the world, no matter how strong he practices, he is still only the first in the world." He went to Huashan to discuss the sword, not to fight for the first place in the world, but to get this "Nine Yin True Scripture". He wanted to get the scriptures, not to practice the kung fu in them, but to save the heroes and heroes of the whole world, and teach them not to kill each other, and everyone would not die well. ”

Zhou Botong raised his head to the sky, was stunned for a while, and was silent for a while. Seeing this, Xiao Jiang said in his heart: "It's a pity that Wang Chongyang still has some competitive heart after all, and seeing that the technique is overwhelming, he still engraved the Nine Yin True Scripture in the ancient tomb!"

After a long time, Zhou Botong sighed and said: "This truth is understandable, but I can't figure it out. My brother said that I was talented and smart in learning martial arts, and I was never tired of it, but I was too fascinated by it, and secondly, I lacked a mind to save the world and help others, even if I practiced hard all my life, I couldn't reach the top of the world after all.

"At that time, I didn't believe it, and I thought that learning martial arts and learning martial arts by myself was kung fu on the edge of fists and feet, and what does it have to do with temperament and insight? Boy, you are smart and chivalrous, and you are broad-minded, but it is a pity that my senior brother has passed away, otherwise he would have liked it when he saw you, and his world-beating martial arts would definitely be passed on to you. Wouldn't it be good if my brother didn't die?" Thinking of my brother, he suddenly fell on the stone and wept bitterly.

Xiao Jiang and the three of them couldn't help but be angry when they saw him crying desolately. Zhou Botong cried for a while, and suddenly looked up and said, "Ah, our story is not finished, and it is not too late to cry after we are finished." Where are we going? You don't want to persuade me not to cry?" Xiao Jiang said with a smile, and you said that Wang Zhenren pressed the "Nine Yin True Scripture" under the stone slab under the futon. Zhou Botong slapped his thigh and said, "Yes." He pressed the scriptures under the stone slabs, and I asked if you could show them to me, but I gave him a straight face and said a few more words, and I didn't dare to mention it again. It was really quiet in the martial arts for a while. Later, his senior brother died, and when he was dying, there was another turmoil. ”

Huang Rong and Guo Jing listened to his voice suddenly, this turmoil was not small, and they listened attentively at the moment, only to listen to him: "Senior brother knew that his life limit had arrived, so after arranging major events in the teaching, he ordered me to take the "Nine Yin True Scripture", made a fire, and wanted to burn the scriptures, but after touching it for a long time, he sighed and said: 'How can the life's work of the predecessors be destroyed in my hands? Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn a boat, it depends on how future generations make good use of this scripture.

"It's just that all my disciples must not practice the martial arts in the scriptures, lest others say that I have selfish intentions in seizing the scriptures. After saying these words, he closed his eyes and passed away. In the meditation that night, within the third watch, something happened. ”

Zhou Botong paused and said, "That night, I kept a spiritual vigil with the seven great disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. In the middle of the night, an enemy suddenly attacked, and all of them were masters, and the seven sons of Quanzhen immediately split up to meet the enemy. Qizi was afraid that the enemy would hurt the body of his master, so he led his opponents far away to fight, and I was the only one who stood alone in front of my brother's spirit.

Suddenly, he looked at someone outside and shouted, "Hurry up and hand over the Nine Yin True Scripture, otherwise you will burn your Quanzhen Taoist Temple." I looked out, and I couldn't help but gasp, and I saw a man standing on a branch, swaying along the branches, and that light skill was really remarkable, and I thought, 'I don't know how to do this light skill, if he is willing to teach, I might as well worship him as a teacher.' ’

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