"It rises like the wind, it falls like an arrow, and it's too slow to knock it down!"

"The heart is like gunpowder, the fist is like a child, and the bird is difficult to fly when the spirit moves!"

A teenager paced through the courtyard, looking at the book in his hand and muttering to himself, sometimes frowning in contemplation, sometimes smiling.

Suddenly, the young man put the book in his arms, put up a posture on the spot, his right fist drilled out from the mouth of the heart, and his right foot followed at the same time, and then stepped up and split out with his left palm, and his right fist turned into a palm, and then split down to the side of the lower abdomen. Then the left fist drilled out from the heart, and then the right palm split forward, each punch or split, the pace followed the previous step, just one step at a time, until the end of the courtyard, the boy suddenly turned around, and hit back the way he came.

The boy's fist path was very fast, and the courtyard was more than a hundred steps away, and in just a moment, the boy played back and forth. If anyone is watching here, they must think that they have seen a ghost in broad daylight, because the young man's body is so fast, he actually left a series of afterimages in the courtyard. Obviously, he saw that he was still in the east, and when he looked again, he had already hit the west, and when he looked again, he found that he was still in the east, and he was in front and behind, changing in a straight line, like lightning and thunder.

The young man punched back and forth, shuttling back and forth in the courtyard with great speed, and more than an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and a white mist gradually rose on the young man's body, obviously practicing to the extreme, and the heat in his body overflowed, burning the moisture in the air into steam.

The young man knew that the fire was enough, so he stopped boxing, and squatted with his feet in front of and behind in scissors, supported with his left palm and split with his right palm. Under the effect of this strange posture, the abundant heat in the body no longer overflows, and is firmly locked in the limbs. The young man was guided by the mental method, and the heat suddenly contracted and condensed, and after running in the second vein of Ren Du for ninety-nine weeks, it turned into a warm current and merged into the five organs of the young man's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. The young man spread his hands and pressed down from the top of his head, and put his palms together between his chest and abdomen for a moment before he finished his work.

"The kung fu recorded in Wu Mu's suicide note is really wonderful. In the human body, the five internal organs are used as the base, and the five dantian fields are opened up to accommodate five times the internal force of others, this kind of whimsical idea is also thanks to my ancestor who was respected as a national hero by later generations. The young man muttered some strange words, but a reminiscing smile appeared on his face, "If it weren't for the fact that I was reborn with the memories of my previous life and discovered this secret by chance, I'm afraid the Yue family would never have found out." The ancestors left such miraculous skills, and the descendants did not know how to cultivate, so they could only practice some of the Yue family. ”

"It's a pity that my father had to find some Nine Yin True Scripture and was killed. Speaking of which, the young man sighed, although he was a soul from the afterlife, but the experience of more than ten years had already made him identify with this world, this identity, all kinds of previous lives, he had gradually forgotten.

He is now Yue Wudi, his father is called Yue Chao, his grandfather is called Yue Fu, his great-grandfather is called Yue Yun, and his great-grandfather is called Yue Fei. He is the eldest descendant of a generation of famous generals Yue Fei, and the Yue family takes it as their responsibility to serve the country loyally. As a lineage of Yue Fei's lineage, Yue Fei's Wu Mu suicide note is naturally in the hands of Yue Chao. But Yue Chao thought that Wu Mu's suicide note was just a classic of using soldiers, and after familiarizing himself with the ways of using soldiers in it, he handed him over to Yue Wudi, saying that he was going to do a big thing in the rivers and lakes.

Yue Wudi was only four years old that year, but Yue Chao expected that his life and death would be unpredictable, so he could only leave the suicide note, and the suicide note could not be passed on to his daughter, nor to his wife, Yue Wudi was his only son, although he was young, it was his only choice. After Yue Chao left, Yue Wudi found a blank piece of paper in his study, on which four words were written over and over again - "Nine Yin True Scripture"!

At that moment, the sky was spinning, and no words could describe Yue Wudi's mood at that time. The four words of the Nine Yin True Scripture were like magic sounds dangling in his mind, lingering.

"The Nine Yin True Scripture, the Nine Yin True Scripture, it turned out to be the Nine Yin True Scripture!" Yue Wudi muttered, "Is this the Southern Song Dynasty in history? Or is it the world of the Legend of the Condor Heroes?"

Although the understanding of the Legend of the Condor Heroes in the previous life was limited to watching a few episodes of TV series intermittently, the Nine Yin True Scripture is famous, even if you have not watched the Legend of the Condor Heroes, as a Chinese, there is nothing you don't know. Although Yue Wudi felt strange about the rebirth, he didn't find it incredible, he had read Liao Zhai in his previous life, and knew that some people were reborn with the memories of their previous lives. But that's all reborn in the real world or real history, how can there be anyone like him, reborn in a fictional world. This turned his outlook on life upside down, Dream yes really?!

But the experience of the past few years since his rebirth made him know that this is not a dream, even if it is a dream, it is no different from his previous life, and for him now, this world is real.

After figuring it out, Yue Wudi couldn't help but worry about his father's safety, although his father knew martial arts, but once he went to fight for the Nine Yin True Scripture, unless it was the East Evil and the West Poison, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar, and the Middle Divine Power, who would be spared?

Feeling uneasy, he didn't dare to tell his mother, but just took out the book that his father gave him, which according to his father said was a treasure that only the descendants of the Yue family could grasp.

"Wu Mu's suicide note!" The few big words that came into view made Yue Wudi's heart and liver shake a few times, "This is the treasure of the military family that was robbed by all parties later?"

"Wu Mu's suicide note, Wu Mu's suicide note" Yue Wudi muttered in his mouth, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, in his previous life, he loved martial arts, and he had a soft spot for Xingyi Boxing, one of the three major internal fists in martial arts.

He once collected information about Xingyiquan on the Internet, and knew that the supreme boxing spectrum of Xingyimen was also called Wu Mu's suicide note. It is said that the ancestor of the Xingyi Gate Founding School picked up Yue Fei's posthumous book in the broken temple, and created the Xingyi Fist according to the testament.

Yue Wudi was shocked, thinking that Wu Mu's suicide note was related to Xingyi Boxing, so he couldn't wait to open the suicide note to read, he had the memory of his previous life, and there was no difficulty in recognizing some traditional characters, but when he saw that the suicide note was written on some marching formations, camping, dispatching troops and training soldiers, how could there be any boxing secrets? smiled self-deprecatingly again, thinking that as soon as he was reborn, he thought he was the protagonist, and he really thought that taking a random book was a secret book of divine skills, it was ridiculous. That's the adventure of Xuzhu, Duan Yu, and You Tanzhi!

"Hmm, You Tanzhi?" Yue Wudi's heart tightened, as if he had thought of something, and then thought, "The Yi Jin Sutra is in Qiao Feng's hands, Qiao Feng doesn't know it, and in You Tanzhi's hands, the words were revealed by soaking in water by chance, could it be that Wu Mu's suicide note is also like this?" Yue Wudi took Wu Mu's suicide note, was shocked, ruthless, hit a basin of water, and soaked the suicide note, sure enough, the paper changed color, from yellowing to white, and the text on it was completely different from before, and the meaning really looked like a martial arts cheat!

"There must be its unity when it is scattered, and there must be its combination when it is divided, so the world is in all directions, and each one has its own belonging, and there are thousands of clues, and those who are crowded have their own source" Yue Wudi held the suicide note and read it silently word by word, and his heart was full of joy.

Since then, Yue Wudi has been cultivating according to the records of his suicide note, and the cold and heat have never stopped. And his father Yue Chao has not heard from him since that year, his mother is worried all day long, and Yue Wudi's heart is even more uneasy.