Liye Town, is a backward ancient town, with a history of hundreds of years, it has witnessed the rise and fall here, Yang Feng endured his injuries and fled here overnight. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Relatives or remnants of sorrow, others have also sang. What is the way to die, the body is the same mountain!"

This is a mourning poem written by Tao Yuanming when he was dying, Yang Feng thought about the misfortune of the two masters of Zhou Kun and Shaolin, and felt something, and at this time he was sitting in a dilapidated old courtyard and sighed loudly.

After pondering for a long time, Yang Feng took out the cloth bag that Master Wuzhi stuffed into him at a critical time from his arms, and opened it to see that an old and simple blue scripture book was impressively engraved with three eye-catching black characters

"Yi Jin Jing!"

Yang Feng has learned a variety of superior exercises since he was a child, even if the world-famous Shaolin mastery is in front of him, there is no wave in his heart.

"The universe has reason, and it is difficult to hear and hear. Those who can attain enlightenment will be able to become one! The degree is dark and harmonious, and the turbidity is clear. ”

Yang Feng read word by word, this is the general outline of the Yijin Sutra, a few words, but four crosses, it reveals a lot of mysteries, and those who are not talented cannot practice.

The Yi Jin Sutra is not just Yi Jin, but from Yi Qi, through Yi Xue, Yi Jing, Yi Mai, Yi Marrow, Yi Bone, and finally Yi Jin, as for the legendary Yi Xing, it is really incredible, except for the Bodhidharma ancestor to reach which step, since ancient times, no one can have this achievement.

However, if you can practice to the step of easy tendons, it is already a great creation, not only the big acupoints around the body have been opened, but also the meridians have been widened several times wider than ordinary people, and the bottleneck of internal force is naturally much higher than others.

Fortunately, Yang Feng has a deep foundation, and the surging internal force is on the verge of breakthrough at this moment, so the practice of Yijin Sutra is actually handy, and it is like a bamboo. In less than three hours, it has reached the point of Yimai, and finally it is even more vigorous, and it is all the way to the realm of Yijin.

At the moment when the Yi Jin Sutra was practiced, the three internal forces in Yang Feng's body gradually merged into one, regardless of each other, slowly flowing to the seven meridians and eight veins, and finally reaching the second vein of Rendu, unimpeded.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

A slight roar came from Yang Feng's body, like the tide that had been spanning a long time, breaking through the shackles of many years, making Yang Feng's internal strength go to a higher level.

"Wonderful! This Yijin Jing is worthy of being the dream of people in the rivers and lakes, not to mention me, even if it is a second-rate master, he can also achieve profound internal skills because of this mastery, and become a first-class master. ”

Yang Feng sighed, he is conceited that what he has learned in his life is superior, and today he has the fate to see the Yi Jin Sutra, and he can't help but think about it, and he looks forward to those who create peerless martial arts, and he doesn't know what kind of level his martial arts have reached, which is really fascinating and dizzying.

After wrapping the Yi Jin Sutra and putting it in his arms, Yang Feng took out the two tokens, and was very curious! The sharpness of the Heavenly Sword is rare in the world, and I don't know what kind of material this token is made of.

Yang Feng thought in his heart, most of the black-clothed people were the three envoys of the Persian Sect, as he had learned, his martial arts were not very high, but he had brought the weirdness and peculiarity to the peak, and one move and one style made people unexpected, if it wasn't for the fact that the master of inwisdom had not let himself escape, he would never have lost his life at the hands of the traitor.

"That's it, I, Yang Feng, don't owe anyone anything in my life, and you not only saved me, but also passed on the Yijin Sutra to me, if this kind of kindness can't be repaid, I, Yang Feng, have a guilty conscience!" Yang Feng muttered.

Jin Xia illuminated the entire ancient town, and Yang Feng stood up and walked out of the courtyard. Suddenly, caught off guard, he stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

It wasn't because Yang Feng was injured last night, he had already recovered from his injuries by the time he reached Yi Qi with the Yi Jin Sutra. The reason why Yang Feng stepped out and almost fell out was just because his internal strength broke through and his martial arts reached a new realm!

This span, he exerted the same strength as usual, but the next landing place should be a few feet more than in the past, and Yang Feng didn't know anything about it, he still habitually closed his feet, due to the unstable center of gravity, the person was still about an inch from the ground, and he almost fell.

Yang Feng slowly adapted back and forth in the courtyard several times, and then turned over and jumped out of the courtyard, changed his clothes, put on a hat, and inquired about the news of Persianism all the way.

After half a day, after Yang Feng passed through Zhuoya City, he came to a desert, and as far as the eye could see, the yellow sand and the sky were connected, and there was no end!

The Persian religion is in a certain valley, and to find that valley, you must pass through this desert, fortunately, it is a hot summer at this time, and there are very few sandstorms, otherwise Yang Feng is really helpless, so he has to sigh indifferently.

I saw a white figure under the scorching sun, as light as a swallow, gliding on the long desert, and in a short time, it was ten miles away from the edge of Zhuoya City, and the speed was rare in the world.

Yang Feng galloped for two hours, and saw the continuous mountains in his sight from afar, and then slowed down.

His whole body was shocked, and the sweat all over his body evaporated instantly, and there was no trace of smell in the dry drying, which was really strange and strange! Perhaps it was the work of ten years of cold jade and ice beds in the ancient tomb that made his physique different from ordinary people.

Just as the so-called world is so big that there are no wonders, who would have thought that behind the boundless desert would be a continuous mountain range? But seeing the layers of mountains, full of greenery, birds and warblers crying vigorously, and the meaning of coolness penetrates into the bones, it is obviously a blessed land, and it is reasonable for Persians to choose this place for their headquarters.

Yang Feng walked and stopped, for fear of bumping into the Persian people, until he approached a mountain peak, relying on the cover of the woods, he looked around.

Under the Sacred Fire Peak, above the Valley of the Gods, the headquarters of the Persian Religion, and the palaces of the Persian Religion were built here, and hundreds of figures came and went, making this place more like a city in the mountains!

At the bottom of the valley, there is a palace that is red as a whole, and there are three big characters engraved on the top of the "Palace of Light", the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, strong and powerful, and there can be such an atmospheric Chinese character in the Western Regions, and I don't know whose hand it is.

In the Hall of Light, there were three red-robed men kneeling on the ground with their heads bowed at this moment, two men and one woman! In front of them, there were eleven gorgeously dressed men with golden crowns on their heads, all with gloomy expressions.

"You are really a waste, you have lost the Holy Fire Order of our Sect, the King of Changsheng has accidentally driven the crane west, and the Yijin Sutra is nowhere to be found!

This person is the wisdom king of the twelve treasure tree kings of the Persian religion, and he has the highest knowledge in the twelve kings, even the chief sect leader of the Persian religion is also polite to him, and the wisdom king often thinks that many wisdom knowledge in the world is in the Central Plains, so he rarely uses the Western Regions dialect to communicate with people in the Persian religion.

A man kneeling on the ground said hatefully, "King Qiqi, everything was under control, but who expected to kill a kid surnamed Yang halfway through, and missed the major event in the sect!"

The Wisdom King snorted coldly, and left the Hall of Light with a wave of his long sleeves, leaving the Ten Kings who looked at each other and the three envoys of Fengyueyun who were still kneeling on the ground, and the palace was terrifyingly silent.

The Equality King of the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings was about to scold the three envoys of Fengyue and Yun, but at this time, he caught a glimpse of the King of Merit who had gone and returned slowly pacing into the hall, and behind him, a young man in white pinched his neck with his right hand, and with just one force, he would be killed on the spot.

The King of Equality exclaimed, "Escort, escort," and hurriedly ducked behind the throne.

The other nine kings were also frightened, although they had their own strengths, but they only learned a little bit of martial arts, even if their status was higher than that of the three envoys of Fengyueyun, in terms of martial arts alone, if they were added to the winning king who was good at fighting, the twelve kings were not the opponents of the three envoys.

Therefore, when the Ten Kings saw that the Wise King was captured, they suddenly lost their bearings one by one, hid behind the throne, and shouted to the three envoys of Fengyueyun, "Escort, escort." ”。

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