Chapter 246: Nine Years?

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What no one saw was a jade-colored butterfly fluttering up, its body wrapped in colorful light, flapping its wings, and then flickering in time.

Gu Chuanxia felt that he had a dream that was extremely real.

In this dream, he was trapped in a mountain and was never able to get out.

In the first year, he picked up a little girl who had been raised by a bear, and he adopted the little girl and then taught her martial arts. In the second year, he met a young man who came to seek immortals, and accepted the young man as his second disciple. In the third year, a pair of sisters came, who fled into the mountains to escape from the soldiers, met him, and were also accepted as disciples.

He taught three young boys and girls different martial arts, but the youngest one, Gu Chuanxia didn't know what to teach her.

The little girl climbed onto Gu Chuanxia's knees and said angrily: "Master, I also want to learn different martial arts, it doesn't matter if I don't have it now, I can wait for the sea to wait! ā€

So Gu Chuanxia began to create new martial arts, a set of exercises that were completely different from several other martial arts that he already knew.

Based on the reversal of the Nine Yins, he reversed the Eight Desolations and Liuhe's Solipsistic Strength, turning vitality into death, and taking death as the foundation, but giving birth to a stronger and more majestic vitality.

Almost all martial arts in the world nourish their bodies with all things, and all things are born to support people, and there is nothing for people to repay the sky. Only this martial art is not, the vitality it bred is not to support itself, but to compensate the common earth, so that the common earth and oneself can be integrated. This is a noble spiritual exercise, and selfish distractions will cause it to fall into the demonic path and become an unparalleled demonic skill.

The ancient legend named him the eternal immortal Changchun Gong, to raise the sky with people, the sky is long, the world is endless, and the people are also Changchun.

In the ninth year he finally perfected the martial art, taught it to his youngest disciple, and left her a jade butterfly.

Syllable!

Gu Chuanxia woke up from his dream.

Nine years seem to be just a dream. In his dreams he vaguely remembered who he was, but he forgot who he was, and there were things he was born with, but he didn't know why.

When I woke up at this moment, I only felt that this dream was a little absurd.

If the sun does not appear on the tenth day, then the yin qi will completely freeze the entire Northern Song Dynasty, and all the demons hidden in the depths of the earth will pour out, and then the entire Northern Song Dynasty will be completely turned into a hunting ground for demons, and the remaining human race will also live under the ravages of demons every day. Even if the sun rises, I am afraid that it will not help. Gu Chuanxia could hear that this was Li Qiushui's voice, but at this moment, there was a strange sense of familiarity.

"The hateful little monk of Xuzhu, he has calculated too deeply, and we have all been used by him. All the martial arts of the Carefree Sect were connected by him and turned into this Great Sun Rulai Pure World Mantra, and there was no flaw at all. This is the voice of Tianshan Tong's grandmother, but a small figure wrapped in animal skins crawling around in the bear cave unconsciously appeared in Gu Chuanxia's mind.

"Actually, it's not impossible! I once heard the master say that the eternal life of the heavens and the earth is immortal, and the Changchun Gong is the opposite of the Eight Desolations and Liuhe's Solipsistic Martial Arts, if there is this magic skill now, this kid of Gu Chuanxia can not only pour out all the yang energy accumulated in his body to resolve the danger in front of him, but also expose the conspiracy of the monk who stinks in the void bamboo. Tianshan Tong sighed.

Li Qiushui's voice came again: "The only ones who know this magic skill are my sister and master, and now they can't find it, and it's useless to say this." ā€

"Heaven and earth are immortal, Changchun Gong, is this so! Sure enough, it is better to ask for others than to seek yourself, and the only way to save yourself in a desperate situation is to save yourself. Gu Chuanxia's mind automatically came up with the magic skill that he had spent six years creating.

The dantian was filled with dead air, and the entire small world of dantian began to languish, and at the same time, the yang energy poured out of his dantian like a surging river, quickly integrating into the heaven and earth, bringing wisps of liveliness and vitality to the heaven and earth.

"Look, what's that?" an exclamation sounded.

Whether it is the broken life who is fighting, or the people of the Northern Song Dynasty who are hiding in the ruins and surviving, their fists are looking at the sky.

There was a purple gas in the sky, and then there were thousands of wisps.

When the purple qi was connected, a larger, vast and vibrant sun leaped up from the purple qi.

"The sun is out!" I don't know who sighed.

Then there were more and more voices, louder and louder.

After nine days of the darkest and longest days, the sun finally stepped on the tail of everything that was about to end, leaped out of the darkness, and occupied everyone's field of vision.

"No! how could it be!" Xuzhu roared, his plan about to come true, but the sun had risen.

Helian also quickly withdrew, no longer entangled with Tianshan Tong and Li Qiushui. The sun has risen, then everything cannot continue, their plans have failed.

The ancient legend is still spitting out yang energy and vitality endlessly.

Even if Gu Chuanxia swallowed all the yang energy of the entire Northern Song Dynasty for nine days, it would be impossible for him to spit out an endless stream of vitality. But the mystery of Changchun Gong is here.

All things are born to support people, and people have nothing to repay the sky, but if people raise the sky with their own bodies, there are all spirits in the sky to support people.

The majestic aura poured into the body of the ancient legend in an orderly manner, and according to a rhythm that the heaven and earth had since the birth, it constantly improved the body of the ancient legend.

This kind of change cannot be achieved by any exercise, but can only be achieved with the approval of the will of heaven and earth.

If you look at it with a microscope, you can even see that every cell of Gu Chuanxia has become crystal clear, closely arranged with each other, his bones have shown the most perfect form, and his muscles and tendons have become strong and full of potential.

This is the body of the Heavenly Dao, although it is not yet complete, but it already has the potential in this area.

Since then, Gu Chuanxia's advantage is not only that his mind has excellent understanding, but also that his body is born with a strong absorption and attraction to aura, and has a strong ability to repair itself, and even as long as he wants, he can change the form of his body.

The yang energy is still blowing outward, and the rolling scorching sun has flown into the middle of the sky, sprinkling golden sunlight, melting the cold of the world and dispelling evil spirits.

"It's you! It's you who ruined my good deeds! Give me death!" Xuzhu's eyes widened, and a black Buddha finally rose up behind him, and the giant Buddha covered it with one palm, and it was so that the whole earth was pressed down three feet deep.

"Second brother, don't!" Xiao Feng was too late to stop him, although he blocked it with his backlight palm, but Xuzhu won the true meaning of Buddhism and hid himself between the virtual and the real.

"Heaven and earth will borrow together!"

"Heavenly Fury!"

Gu Chuanxia opened his eyes, and his eyes appeared in the mountains and rivers and all things in the world, and when he palmed out, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the thunder roared.

(To be continued.) )