Chapter 1238: Exploring the Boudoir at Night

"Why bother, take it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" Ling Hu Chong was impatient to continue, and as soon as he used his foot, he stabbed a sword in the direction where Song Qingshu was, and the long sword made a dragon roar, and the sword qi seemed to merge with the moonlight, covering a radius of about a zhang with Song Qingshu as the center.

Originally, with Ling Hu Chong's temperament, he would never take the lead in attacking like this, but he knew that Song Qingshu's martial arts were unfathomable, so he didn't dare to be careless at all.

Of course, he has always had a frank personality, even if he made the first move, he made it clear in advance, and he did not secretly attack.

If there is a third person observing at this time, he will be shocked to find that Ling Hu Chong seems to have suddenly turned into several figures, one moment in front and one in the back, one moment in the upper and one time below, the tip of the sword is uncertain, but it is getting closer and closer to Song Qingshu in an extremely mysterious trajectory.

"Dugu Nine Swords really lives up to its reputation. Song Qingshu sighed in admiration, his figure finally moved, only to see him take a step forward, and then the brilliant sword shadow in the sky disappeared without a trace, and the courtyard suddenly fell into a strange tranquility.

Looking at the tip of the sword that was firmly held by the other party's two fingers, Ling Hu Chong's face suddenly turned red.

"How is that possible!"

This is the only thought in his mind now, you must know that the most dangerous thing in his life against the enemy is to deal with Dongfang Undefeated with Ren Xing, at that time, Dongfang Undefeated can kill a top master in seconds with a single movement, so fast speed He still has the strength to fight back, using the subtlety of Dugu Jiujian and the defeat of both sides, Dongfang Undefeated can not help him for a while.

But now he feels that compared to when he went up to the Black Wood Cliff, both his internal strength and swordsmanship have improved to a higher level, who knows that the sword he is determined to win was actually taken by the other party so lightly.

The biggest feature of Dugu Jiujian is that as soon as he sees the flaws in the opponent's moves, he will take advantage of the weakness, the last to come, one move to win, although the undefeated speed of the East is fast, but the move will eventually have flaws, but the flaws are fleeting and difficult to grasp, but in the face of Song Qingshu, Ling Hu Chong didn't even see the opponent's tricks, and he was already controlled by others.

He seemed to have an illusion, as if he had lost his memory for a few breaths just now, and he didn't know what happened halfway, and when he regained his memory, the tip of his sword had been caught between the other party's fingers.

But he knew very well that he was very awake from beginning to end, but the tip of the sword was so inexplicably caught by the other party.

Song Qingshu smiled faintly: "Brother Linghu, you are not my opponent, so why be too persistent." ”

Although Dugu Jiujian is close to a regular martial art, after all, he is still a person in the painting, and his own Tianya has faintly broken through the limitations of space, and at that moment, both sides are not in the same dimension, so Hu Chong naturally can't see his moves.

Hearing the other party's words, Ling Hu Chong's face was suddenly extremely ugly, he had never been afraid of heaven and earth, and with a cold snort, he used his internal force to attack the other party along the tip of the sword.

He thought to himself that he couldn't see your moves, but he couldn't fake it at all when he competed in internal strength, so I didn't believe you could be so easy!

"Bi Neili?" Song Qingshu instantly understood the other party's thoughts, and said with a wry smile, "Brother Linghu, your star-absorbing law foundation is unstable, and if you meet a real master, you will hurt yourself...... Huh?" He suddenly moved, and was stunned to find that the other party did not try to absorb his internal force with the Star Absorbing Great Method, but a vigorous internal force surged from the tip of the sword.

It turned out that Ling Hu Chong was afraid of Song Qingshu's majestic internal force, and was worried that luring the wolf into the room would hurt his meridians, so he did not use the star absorption method at the beginning, but tried his internal force with him at a glance.

Ling Hu Chong's expression was solemn, his expression was not as relaxed as the other party, this was the critical moment of the competition for internal strength, how could he dare to open his mouth to vent his true anger? At the same time, he was also shocked in his heart, the other party was still competing with himself for internal strength and still had time to speak, how could the other party's skill be higher than him?

"This internal force?" Song Qingshu frowned slightly, only felt a very familiar feeling, and thought about it slightly, "It turned out to be the Yijin Sutra of Shaolin Temple, congratulations to Brother Linghu for learning the supreme secret book of Shaolin Temple, if I am not mistaken, it should be taught to you by Master Fang Zheng." ”

Ling Hu Chong's heart was even more shocked, how could he feel that everything couldn't escape his eyes?

Song Qingshu also sighed, it seems that this world will correct the plot to a certain extent, so that it tends to develop in the direction of the original work, so that Hu Chong still learned the Yijin Sutra.

At the same time, Song Qingshu was also secretly vigilant, Fang Zheng summoned Hu Chong's "Yi Jin Jing" will never be untargeted, there must be Shaolin's instructions in it, and they have made a feud with Shaolin over the years, they learned about the grudge between Ling Hu Chong and themselves, so they used him to contain themselves to a certain extent, which was really a good calculation.

"It's really haunting. Song Qingshu's heart was on fire, thinking that one day he would let this group of bald donkeys collectively return to the vulgar to relieve his hatred, but he quickly gave up this idea, after all, Shaolin has been inherited for thousands of years, and it has its own reason, and there are many good monks in Shaolin, and it is really a bit abrupt to kill with a pole.

"Speaking of which, Shaolin's Sanskrit version of the Yijin Sutra is still in my hands, but no one can understand Sanskrit, so I haven't cracked the secret. Song Qingshu frowned secretly, the people who understand Sanskrit in this world are really rarer than the crested ibises in later generations, think about it, in the world of golden books, he only knows that Huang Shang, Master Yideng, Yideng's junior brother, Gu Mozhi and several senior monks of Shaolin Temple understand Sanskrit.

He and Shaolin are friends and foes, and the Yijin Sutra is originally a Shaolin thing, so it is naturally impossible to ask for help from them, first of all; although Gu Mozhi has a very good personal relationship with him, but he is not right, Song Qingshu is worried that he will learn the Yijin Sutra for endless trouble, and he is even more worried that he will secretly make it bad and deliberately translate it indiscriminately; Huang Shang is a pedantic celestial, and he wrote the general outline of the Nine Yin in Sanskrit, so he naturally understands Sanskrit, but unfortunately he is afraid that he has been immortal for a long time; after thinking about it, only the brother of the first lamp master is the most suitable person, but during this time, Song Qingshu has been running around, and has not found a chance to visit them。

And even if he did, how to get him to translate was a big problem. Song Qingshu is not a saint, and he doesn't want to share his magic skills with outsiders, not to mention that Yi Jinjing was taken from Shaolin by him, and if the news leaks out, it will be another uproar.

As for the figure found on the Sanskrit Yijin Sutra by chance, it is painted with a kind of herb soaked in water in Tianzhu, which is visible when wet, and is hidden when dry, and the posture and exercise line in the picture are not the original book "Yijin Sutra", but a very miraculous yoga technique of Tianzhu, which is transmitted from the Magadha country, called "Desire Samadhi Breaking Lines to Achieve the Divine Foot Sutra", which has nothing to do with the "Yijin Sutra".

The Shenzu Sutra is a wonderful method to dissolve foreign demons during practice, and it is a yoga secret technique created by the ancient masters of Tianzhu Kingdom, so the picture is also a monk of Tianzhu.

Song Qingshu thought about it, compared to the "Yijin Sutra", maybe this "Desire Samadhi Sutra to Achieve Divine Feet" has a greater effect on himself. When he practiced Tantra's "Joy Zen Method", what he was most afraid of was the invasion of inner demons, and the greatest effect of "Desire Samadhi Breaking Actions to Achieve Divine Foot Sutra" was used to dissolve the inner demons generated during cultivation.

Ling Hu Chong originally frowned and was happy for a while when he saw Song Qingshu, and thought that he was a little crazy, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he increased his internal force and rushed over, but it was a pity that no matter how much internal force he mobilized to attack, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no half reaction.

Song Qingshu didn't notice the abnormality because he was in deep thought, he just instinctively defused the opponent's offensive, and he didn't know how long it took, Ling Hu Chong only felt that his internal strength was about to run out, and he was almost exhausted.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Song Qingshu finally came back to his senses and gradually put away his internal strength, so that Hu Chong finally couldn't hold on, and fell to his knees on the ground, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his whole body was soaked.

Song Qingshu sighed: "Brother Linghu, in fact, I have always admired your character and open-mindedness, but now that I and Yingying have tied the knot, why do you have to work hard again? ”

In fact, he didn't know in his heart that letting Ling Hu Chong go one after another was raising tigers, and maybe one day he would pay the price for his trust. But in his previous life, he had always admired Ling Hu Chong's chic and open-minded temperament, as well as his noble and jade-like character, plus he did use some disgraceful means to snatch Ren Yingying, and he always owed him a little bit in his heart.

Coming to this troubled world and going through all kinds of hardships, Song Qingshu is getting harder and harder on the surface, but he is a kind person in his bones after all, and he has some ridiculous persistence in his heart.

After a long time, Ling Hu Chong struggled to stand up from the ground, and looked at him with a complicated look: "Even if you let me go this time, I won't show mercy next time I have the opportunity." ”

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I said that this time it was the kindness of Brother Linghu to help him last time, so you don't have to take it to heart." Finally, I would like to suggest that instead of wasting time on me, it is better to spend more energy to win back the heart of the little sister. ”

"Don't bother. Ling Hu Chong snorted, turned around and staggered away, perhaps because he had lost too badly this time, his back was full of loneliness.

Song Qingshu shook his head, and was about to go back to rest, when he suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Lu Wushuang's injured leg has to be changed every few days, I didn't expect to leave early tomorrow morning, and I haven't had time to give her the follow-up black jade intermittent ointment." ”

was about to summon a maid, and the rest of the medicine was handed over by the maid, but Song Qingshu thought that the black jade intermittent ointment was very valuable, and if there was a slight mistake in the middle, Lu Wushuang's leg injury might not be able to get better. After hesitating, he still decided to hand it over to Lu Wushuang with his own hands, and took advantage of the night to go to the attic where Lu Wushuang lived.

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Today's official account just happened to be updated by Lu Wushuang, I don't know why, the last picture has been lingering in my mind, obviously it's not a country and a city, but that posture is so flattering, it always makes people a little messy...... After thinking about it, let Xiao Song find her.

In addition, today a book friend Mu Shan left a message behind the public account: Monk, I came to reward you, my wife and I have a plan to have a first child in the first month, and we are also urged by your dirty plot! Come on, give full play to the function of your writing!

The monk never thought that his words still had this merit, if it was placed in ancient times, this reputation would spread, and the aunts, wives and young ladies from ten miles and eight towns would not all come to me to ask for a son, and I was excited to think about it.

Haha, finally everyone congratulates this book friend!

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