Chapter Eighty-Six: Yingquan Goes Down to Huashan

"How do you feel now?" Qingfeng asked with a slight smile as he looked at Yingquan, who had already jumped up from the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh!" Yingquan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and carefully experienced his body, but found that all the previous conditions had disappeared, so he asked, "What's going on?"

"Hehe!" Mingyue was the first to smile and said: "Little Senior Brother doesn't know, my Huashan disciple's first Bigu Pill is different from others, I secretly tell you, this is the first furnace of pills refined by the master, and the time of the pill is out of time, and there are some side effects, that is, the abdominal pain is unbearable after a hundred days, and the pain is unbearable, oh, it is what the little senior brother looked like just now!"

"As long as the 100-day period is up, you can take a good pill!" said the bright moon ninja with a smile and explained the reason to Yingquan.

"Since there are good pills, why do you have to take those that have side effects?" asked Yingquan puzzled.

"Master said that all the disciples of this sect should remember his lessons...... Therefore, before the disciples of this sect enter, they must taste one pill, this last Hundred Days Killing Pill has entered the belly of the little senior brother!" Qingfeng said lightly: "Master often says that some are fixed, the little senior brother became the master's closed disciple, and enjoyed this last moment pill, but it was not fate?"

"After that......" Yingquan asked cautiously.

"The little senior brother is not a cultivator, so he naturally does not taboo grains, and if he wants to eat and drink, he naturally follows the wishes of the little senior brother. Qingfeng said.

"Can you give me a few pills of this Bigu Dan in case you need it?" Yingquan made up for the idea of this Bigu Dan again in a blink of an eye.

"Only one!" Qingfeng said, nodding.

"One grain is one grain!" Yingquan is not greedy.

After Yingquan sent the two brothers away, he found that something was missing, "Where is my book?"

The sea of books that was originally by Yingquan's side disappeared!

Yingquan walked quickly to the room, and then breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that these nearly a thousand books had been neatly put into his room by Qingfeng Mingyue and the others, and each had its own classification!

Among them, the most are all kinds of Taoist martial arts classics, followed by the art of war and the strategy of governing the country, and finally some medical books.

In the Taoist classics, there is nothing else except a "Book of Changes"!

"Sure enough, you still won't teach me the method of cultivation!" Yingquan sighed secretly, "Martial arts are also Tao, but it's not the Tao of the ancestors!"

"Shhh

"Disciple understood!"

In the end, he knelt down again in the direction of the ancestor, and slammed his head nine times, but there were six more than when he was apprenticing!

"The so-called Three Thousand Dao, Master asked me to practice these, which one cannot be the Dao!"

"These 500 Taoist martial arts books are enough for me to embark on the road of martial arts; there are also these 200 military books, which can allow me to embark on the road of military affairs, and these 100 medical skills can also allow me to enter the medical road!" Finally, he looked at the "Book of Changes" in his hand, and said lightly: "Even the "Book of Changes" can help me to change the way!"

"The ancestor can't pass on my Taoism, it's just the Taoist way, but I don't know that there are still a hundred schools of thought that can still be learned, it's really a blind eye!" Yingquan laughed at himself: "Let the disciple use the master's "Zhengyi Heart Sutra" to accommodate the way of a hundred schools, look at this way, the disciple can't cultivate in the end!"

"Zhengyi Heart Sutra" practiced here, Yingquan only knew its power, at this time Yingquan was at the peak of the day after tomorrow, and it was only one step away from breaking through the innate one!

There are three kinds of breath in the body, which is also known to Yingquan.

Among them, his Buddhist qi is obtained from cultivating the Yijin Sutra, although it is very weak, but it has been integrated into the muscles and flesh of Yingquan, and it is easily and indevoidable!

There is also an innate evil qi, this evil qi is just gathered in Yingquan's chest at ordinary times, very condensed, even if it is Yingquan himself, he can only perceive this breath, but he doesn't know how to mobilize it!

In addition, it is the Taoist true qi obtained from the cultivation of the "Zhengyi Heart Sutra", which is constantly flowing in Yingquan's body, which is also the only force that Yingquan can control.

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"Little Senior Brother, will you go down the mountain today?" Mingyue asked as she looked at Yingquan, who was packing her bags.

"Yes, I have read all the books left by the master, but the martial arts are not something that can be broken through behind closed doors, it just so happened that the master said back then, when I finish reading the books here, that is the day I left, and in the last few days, I always feel that something is calling me under the mountain, and I really can't stay!"

Yingquan has been in Huashan for more than a year, and he naturally gets along very well with these two junior brothers, especially Mingyue, who likes to mischievous.

Yingquan tightened his robe again and saluted on his back.

"Before leaving, I still have to go to a place!" Yingquan carried his bags and came to the place where the ancestor disappeared last, and slowly knelt down.

Just knelt there, not saying a word.

It makes Qingfeng and Mingyue very strange.

"Tom!"

After a clean and neat sound, Yingquan got up and said to Qingfeng Mingyue: "Sending you a thousand miles must be goodbye at the end, the two junior brothers please stay, Yingquan will say goodbye!"

After Yingquan finished speaking, he arched his hand, and walked straight down the mountain without looking back.

Mingyue wanted to give another ride, but was stopped by Qingfeng shaking her head!

"Hahaha!"

A moment later, the sound of Yingquan laughing came, but the person was gone!

"Little Senior Brother's cultivation has improved again, but it's a pity, alas!" Qingfeng sighed lightly.

"Brother, what's the pity?" Mingyue asked puzzled.

"I can't take the step towards the innate anymore, maybe that's the reason why the little senior brother wants to go down the mountain!"

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At this time, the Song Dynasty was the fifth year of Zhenghe, which was the reign of Zhao Ji of Song Huizong. (Huizong is the temple number, after Zhao Ji's death, the descendants assessed, here for convenience, he is directly called Huizong!)

Yingquan is dressed in a Taoist robe, and at first glance he looks like a Taoist master, but unfortunately he is half a Xibei goods, and he doesn't know Taoism at all!

As soon as I got down to Huashan, I saw smoke and dust rising not far away, and there were probably thousands of cavalry rushing by.

The target, however, is northwest.

Ying Quan pinched his fingers slightly, and it was with the help of the "Zhengyi Heart Sutra" and a set of "I Ching" left by the ancestor that he realized a set of easy calculations!

This method is all based on luck, and when it is not effective, even Yingquan himself does not know what it can calculate.

But under this calculation, two words appeared in his mind in vain, Xixia!

"Could it be that the imperial court is going to use troops against Western Xia?" Yingquan wondered.

"This is a good place!" Yingquan's eyes turned twice, hanging far behind the pile of cavalry, and Yingquan on foot did not fall in the slightest!

Unexpectedly, this one followed for seven or eight days, from the original Huazhou to the current Xining Prefecture!