The woman in the yellow shirt stared at Zhao Yu seriously, and found that his puzzled expression did not seem to be fake, it should be the first time she heard the name of the Nine Yin True Scripture, but it was a little different from her earlier guess. After thinking about it, she asked directly, "Who did you learn from, and what kind of mental method did you practice?"

It is taboo to inquire about people's martial arts without authorization, but Zhao Yu is not a native of Jianghu, so he is not resistant to this issue. Besides, he knew that if it wasn't for the woman in the yellow shirt taking care of him, he might not be able to escape the disaster. After thinking for a while, he told the origin of his qi cultivation method, which inevitably involved his life experience.

The woman in the yellow shirt originally had a calm expression, but the more she listened to it, the more surprised she became, and in the end, her mouth opened slightly, but her eyes showed a thick question. After a while, Cai Qi said: "Are you really a descendant of the former Song Emperor?"

Zhao Yu saw that she didn't believe it, and said angrily: "The Great Song Dynasty has been dead for nearly a hundred years, what good can I do if I pretend to be this identity?"

Shaking her head vigorously, the woman in the yellow shirt seemed to be unable to accept what Zhao Yu said, and after a moment of silence, she asked again: "You have "Wanshou Daozang" at home, which is mixed with Huang Shang's notes, and then you figured out this set of qi cultivation methods from the notes?"

Zhao Yu was questioned and nodded aggrievedly.

After a long time, the woman in the yellow shirt sighed, but her expression became serious, and said: "I don't believe it, these secrets have long been extinct, even that Sanfeng old Taoist can't tell clearly, but I can't imagine how your brain was generated? Do you know that if you are even more biased, your life will be lost long ago! Yes, you kid is a monster, and a serious injury as crazy can be healed!"

When Zhao Yu heard this evaluation, he laughed dryly twice and asked, "What is the Nine Yin True Scripture, and what does it have to do with the Qi cultivation method I practiced?"

The yellow-shirted woman's eyes flashed with reminiscence, and she said in a condensed voice: "The Nine Yin True Scripture is also created by Huang Shang...... and then told the origin and story of the Nine Yin True Scripture, a martial arts classic, and this talk lasted for nearly an hour.

When Zhao Yu heard about these old things in the rivers and lakes of the previous dynasty, he couldn't help but feel swaying, the world's five uniques, all kinds of amazing and brilliant people, all kinds of heart-wrenching things around this treasure book. After a long time, his mind could not be calm, and he sighed: "I really can't imagine that there is such a magnificent grand occasion in the rivers and lakes......"

"How old are you, with an old-fashioned tone!" The woman in the yellow shirt snorted and muttered again: "In this way, the notebook you got should be the martial arts experience of Huangsheng when his martial arts were not yet completed, so although your qi cultivation method is from the same source as the Nine Yin True Scripture, it is still a little different. ”

Zhao Yu nodded and echoed: "In the notes, Huang Yanshan once made it clear that he only commented on the occasional experience of the Dao Collection, although he went straight to the way of martial arts, but I am afraid that even Huang Shang, who wrote at that time, did not know, and in the future, his experience will develop into a profound martial arts, and it will lead to a bloody competition among people in the martial arts." Alas, I really want to see the whole picture of the Nine Yin True Scripture!"

The woman in the yellow shirt coughed lightly twice, attracting Zhao Yu's distracted gaze, before she lowered her head and played with her fingers, and said softly: "If you want to read the complete Nine Yin True Scripture, you can't ...... it."

Zhao Yu's eyes revealed a thick suspicion, and if there was a delusion in a trance, it seemed that Zhao Min's girl appeared in front of him again. He didn't show joy, but said cautiously: "Do you have the Nine Yin True Scripture?"

When the woman in the yellow shirt heard Zhao Yu's thick questioning tone, her eyebrows jumped sharply, and she took a breath and said calmly: "Speaking of which, if it weren't for the foolish ancestors of your family who worked hard and wasted money to compile the "Wanshou Daozang", there would be no Nine Yin True Scripture. I don't care if I show you, but ......"

Zhao Yu suddenly gave birth to a burst of strength, turned over and sat up, and said righteously: "What did Sister Yang say! You saved my life and took care of it, if I have any extravagant hope for Longwangshu, it will not be a villain!"

The woman in the yellow shirt glanced at Zhao Yu, and said with a twitch of the corners of her mouth: "It's just a little hairy baby, isn't it a villain?" Obviously, I want to see it to death, but I just say this, when I can't guess your little ghost's thoughts! Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you, but I can't be looked at by you in vain!"

was peeped through, Zhao Yu suddenly felt embarrassed, and said with a dry smile: "I am up and down, and the whole family is in front of Sister Yang." What do you want, that is, the tube opening!"

"It's so heroic, the clothes on your body are still mine, what else can you have?" The woman in the yellow shirt no longer gave this little ghost a chance to make trouble, and said directly: "Your swordsmanship ......"

Zhao Yu realized that the woman in the yellow shirt had taken a fancy to her mourning sword, and before she finished speaking, she hurriedly replied: "No problem, if Sister Yang learns my swordsmanship, I will teach it to me!"

The woman in the yellow shirt didn't expect him to answer so simply, and she didn't hesitate for half a minute. Immediately, I heard Zhao Yu babble and say: "My sister has seen this swordsmanship......

"Treacherous little ghost, don't you think I'm scolding you?" said the woman in the yellow shirt.

Zhao Yu was about to shake his head, and as soon as he saw a flower, his wrist vein was pinched, and then a trace of pure internal force poured into his body. When this internal force entered the body, he realized that it was quite similar to his own internal force, but it was more agile and weird, and he believed that the girl had cultivated the Nine Yin True Scripture with the same source as the Qi Cultivation Method.

With his out-and-out villain heart, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but whisper: "My sister saved my life, I didn't want other conditions, I would definitely teach you the Sword of Confusion." It's just that I'm a martial arts idiot, and when I hear about advanced martial arts, I always want to find out......"

"Heh, you cunning little demon demon, you don't look stupid at all. Seeing Zhao Yu's delicate and childish face, the woman in the yellow shirt couldn't help but feel a trace of anger, and said after a sarcastic sentence: "The sword of mourning, such a strange name, I have never heard of anyone in the martial arts who has ever used this sword technique." ”

Zhao Yu was afraid that the woman in the yellow shirt would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained: "This name is made up by the younger brother himself, although the momentum is a little different, there is a deep meaning in it! I figured out this set of swordsmanship, it is all recent, of course, no one else will learn it." ”

"What! This sword technique was actually created by you?" The woman in the yellow shirt stared wide, and her pretty face was shocked.

Zhao Yu's face turned red when she saw it, first nodded, then shook his head, and explained: "This swordsmanship comes from Wang Xizhi's "Funeral Post" of the Jin Dynasty, but it was introduced into the swordsmanship by me. ”

The women in the yellow shirt had heard the name of Wang Xizhi and the funeral post, and after whispering for a while, she said: "No wonder your sword momentum is sad and breathtaking, it turned out to be the feeling of mourning and anger of Wang Youjun......"

"Sword momentum, what is it?" Zhao Yu asked suspiciously.

Hearing this question, the woman in the yellow shirt suddenly had an impulse, and wanted to strangle this hateful boy to death! However, after hearing Zhao Yu's experience of learning martial arts, she knew that he really didn't know how to show off on purpose, and patiently explained the difference between the "shape and meaning" of the swordsmanship.

After listening carefully, Zhao Yu pondered for a long time before he said proudly: "It turns out that I am already so powerful." ”

After repeated shocks, the woman in the yellow shirt was already in a difficult state of mind, so she just nodded and said: "If what you said is true, then you kid is really an unborn martial arts wizard in the martial arts! Since ancient times, perhaps no one has been able to practice swordsmanship to the realm of 'potential' at your age." In today's martial arts, I am afraid that only Zhang Sanfeng's old Taoist priest is sure to reach this realm!"

"So exaggerated?"

Zhao Yu opened his mouth wide in surprise, unable to close it for a long time, recalling that his comprehension of this sword of chaos was as simple as water, and it could reach the realm of being comparable to Zhang Sanfeng?

He was not a person who was easily complacent, and he quickly thought that the so-called sword momentum should be an invisible and qualitative martial arts realm, which could oppress the opponent's mental qi, but it could not cause damage in itself. And I achieved it with the help of the strong anger in the funeral post.,If you change to "Sunny Post When It's Raining", I'm afraid it won't be. The most important thing is that his chaotic sword is easy to send and difficult to receive, and it is only initially integrated with the swordsmanship, and it will end up in a madness, and there is still a long way to go if you want to practice to send and receive freely.

Even if it is the same sword strength realm, there are thousands of differences, not to mention that the sword strength alone varies from person to person, there are differences in depth and shallowness in this realm. At the very least, Zhang Sanfeng must be far more than Zhao Yu. If he can't send and receive it freely, every time he pushes the sword momentum to the extreme, he will go crazy like Zhao Yu, and I'm afraid that he won't live for such a long time.

After thinking about it like this, the complacency in Zhao Yu's heart disappeared, and his eyes returned to clarity.

The woman in the yellow shirt has been observing Zhao Yu, and some changes in her expression are in her eyes, and when she sees that he can wake up quickly, she is faintly admired in her heart. Although talent is rare, if you don't know the truth that you can't indulge in, you will only end up being obscure to everyone. The young man can always introspect himself and keep the Lingtai clear, and teaching him the Nine Yin True Scripture by himself is not necessarily a bad thing to be willful and reckless.

She saw that Zhao Yu was already tired, and knew that his spirit was inevitably poor when he was seriously injured and just recovering from his injuries, so she got up and said, "You should rest first, this cold jade bed is good for your injury." Although you don't say it, I can see that you must have taken some kind of miraculous elixir, and the medicinal power is accumulated in the body, so that the vitality is vigorous and the self-healing power is extremely strong. It just so happens that the cold jade bed has a miraculous effect on refining and extracting medicinal power, and after this injury is healed, your internal strength will make great progress. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yu's eyes lit up, and he seemed to grasp a trace of reason. He saw that the figure of the woman in the yellow shirt was about to disappear at the door, and hurriedly asked, "I don't know my sister's name?"

"My name is Yang Qingdi, and your name is Zhao Wuxian, I know. The woman in the yellow shirt looked back and said.

Zhao Yu's face turned red, and he said in a low voice: "That's a fabricated pseudonym, my real name is Zhao Yu." ”

Yang Qingdi, a woman in a yellow shirt, pointed at Zhao Yu, her brows furrowed, and Sakura spat out a sentence that she didn't know how many times she said, "What a treacherous little ghost!"

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