Yue Xing meditated and practiced at the foot of the mountain, his heart was clear and clear, there was no trace of distractions, he only had the method of "Congenital Gong" in his mind, he meditated for a long time, and he had a clear understanding in his heart: the so-called congenital is not a division of strength, a baby who has not left the mother's body is a congenital body, but he has no internal strength. Some people open up the second vein of Ren Du by chance and forge an innate body, but they may not be stronger than those who have deep internal strength and strong martial arts, but have not reached the innate level.

Innate refers to the human body itself, the meridians of the whole body are opened, and the bridge that communicates heaven and earth is congenital. After a martial artist reaches the innate level, the pores and acupoints all over the body can absorb the essence of all things scattered between heaven and earth, and the cultivation speed is countless times faster than that of those who have not reached the innate level. When fighting with others, endurance lasts longer.

Yue Xing according to "Congenital Gong" The method of carrying the internal force, at the beginning of the true qi was silent and silent, with the pores of the whole body wide open to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the true qi became like boiling water, rushing in the meridians, along the twelve canons and the eight veins of the strange meridians over and over again, only in the two veins of Ren Du is difficult and difficult to walk, each line of a circle, the true qi will grow a point, after about two hours, Yue Xing's limbs and hundreds of bones are all washed by this rushing and mighty true qi, the whole body is cool and comfortable, a long howl is sent out, the whistling sound is not thick, but it is very crisp and loud, like a child shouting loudly, very penetrating。

The whistling continued for a meal, startling countless tired birds returning home. On the top of Heng Mountain, a group of nuns of all sizes listened to the continuous whistling sound and couldn't help but be curious. Senior Sister Yihe's complexion changed suddenly, and her cold and strict face showed a trace of amazement, and she thought to herself: "Listening to this voice, this person is just a doll who has not taken off his childishness, but his internal strength is so pure, among my faction, not to mention those young junior sisters, even I can't compare to this person." ”

At the moment, he said to the little nuns beside him: "The person who makes the whistle does not know whether he is friend or foe, don't go down the mountain in the past two days, and then make a decision when I understand the master." Immediately he left in a hurry.

In fact, Yi He didn't know that Yue Xing's "Innate Gong" belonged to Taoist divine skills, and the condensation and purity of true qi was better than any mental method in the world, but his cultivation time was short, and when it came to the vigor of true qi, it was far inferior to Yihe and other cultivators who had been practicing for many years.

After Yue Xing's long howl, the turbidity in his chest was exhausted, and the fatigue of running around for days was swept away, the whole person was in good spirits, radiant, and the sky was freezing outside the thatched hut, but he didn't feel the slightest chill, he got up and walked outside the house, the twilight was vast, and the afterglow of the sunset was reflected on the thick snow on the hillside, the color was bright and bright, and it was beautiful and moving.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his eyes, floating down from the peak, the mountain road was covered with ice and snow, very slippery, but this person walked like flying, not worrying about slipping and falling under his feet, like a bird, not touching the ground, three or two steps across a distance of several zhang, not much Yue Xing has seen the face clearly.

At the age of fifty, he is tall, a few points taller than ordinary men, covered in monk's robes, with two long eyebrows and a very rigid expression. Yue Xing saw the appearance of the person who came, and knew in his heart that it must be Master Dingyi, and he was about to salute at the moment, but he heard Dingyi sneer and said, "The young man in the mouth of the monk is you, right?"

Yue Xing was stunned for a moment, and then realized, thinking that he must be a monk who is not a monk who has gone to Baiyun Nunnery, and told her why, and then said: "But it is down." ”

Ding Yi looked at Yue Xing coldly, and where his gaze swept over, Yue Xing couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and secretly said that this old nun has a deep internal strength. Ding Yi looked at Yue Xing's eyes, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "You leave quickly, the top of Heng Mountain is a quiet place for Buddhism, and it is not hindered by the red dust, you don't have to come to disturb." ”

The tone of Dingyi's two sentences was very unkind, and he faintly suppressed his anger. Yue Xing knew that she was short-tempered, but her heart was quite kind, and she was not surprised at the moment, but she didn't know how the monk said it to her, so he immediately hugged his fists and said: "Master, I came here for the sake of the virtuous disciple Yilin......

Before he finished speaking, Ding Yi's face changed color, his eyes were round, full of anger, and he said viciously: "Leave quickly, the old nun will no longer pursue it, if he still does not change his life and entangles indiscriminately, the poor Nike will be driven away." ”

Yue Xing smiled bitterly in his heart, and at the same time there was a trace of anger. He came to help Yilin sincerely, but the main owner had not seen it yet, but he was considered by Dingyi to be messing around, and his good intentions were regarded as disregard. However, in his heart, he finally hoped that Yilin would be able to reunite with his father, so he had to endure his anger at the moment and said: "Mrs. Shi, how can you be so arrogant, before you finished the next sentence, you scolded me for being indiscriminately entangled, what I want to do is a great joy for Yilin, why does Mrs. Shi obstruct it in every way?"

Ding Yi was furious when he heard this, and pointed at Yue Xing and said: "Hengshan Dingyi's arrogant name, don't young heroes know it? You hurry up and stay away from me, what does Yilin's business have to do with you? ”

Yue Xing was furious, gasping and glaring at Dingyi, and said solemnly: "Old nun, why are you so unreasonable?" His words were very polite, and he was suspected of offending, the younger generations in the martial arts were very respectful to the predecessors, but Yue Xing was from the later generations, and there were no such rules and regulations in his heart, and he had not walked the rivers and lakes for many years.

Ding Yi's white eyebrows were raised, the anger on his face was already like a volcano before the eruption, he stared at Yue Xing with a tiger face, and said: "Lao Ni is reasonable or unreasonable, no matter how you say it, you can't be a disciple like you in your eyes." Yilin is a disciple of the poor nun, dedicated to the Buddha, the poor nun doesn't know what method you used to move her father and make him promise the marriage. But if you don't quit the monk, he can't do anything about Yilin, and it won't help if you dig out your mind to deceive the trust of the foolish monk. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly took two steps forward, and his right hand suddenly struck with a wave of his palm. Yue Xing was taken aback, he had never been involved in the palm technique, so he quickly moved to the side to avoid it, pulled out the sword with his hand, and shouted in his mouth: "Master, this is the first thing you did, not in the next offense." ”

Ding Yi continued to wave his palm and approach, and said in his mouth: "Poor nun and you are neither the same door nor the same way, where do you come from up and down, what ability do you have, just use it." "A set of Heavenly Palm Techniques is used in one move, the law is strict, and the power is extraordinary.

Yue Xing's internal strength is not deep, and his swordsmanship is not proficient, he can only dodge left and right under Dingyi's attack, trying his best to deal with it, even so, it is still dangerous, if it weren't for Dingyi's lack of killing intent in his heart, he just wanted to drive him away, I'm afraid he would have been defeated.

The two of you went back and forth, and after fighting for a long time, Dingyi cultivated to be strong, and if you want to defeat Yue Xing, it is actually an easy thing. But she was attracted by Yue Xing's Quanzhen swordsmanship, and only felt that this set of subtraction was subtle and mysterious, but in fact it was not under the Hengshan swordsmanship. At first glance, Ding Yi saw a set of swordsmanship that was not inferior to his own school, and his heart had a big desire to get a glimpse of what was going on, which is why Yue Xing supported him for a long time.

After fighting for a while, Dingyi's heart became even more strange. Yue Xing's swordsmanship is exquisite, maybe it was taught by a master. But he is young, but his internal strength is extremely pure, under the long battle, Dingyi's skills are profound, and it doesn't take much effort to deal with Yue Xing, although there is no loss, but Yue Xing doesn't even have the slightest tiredness, but looks more and more brave the more he fights. Dingyi already knew that Yue Xing's internal strength was not deep when he made a move, and his internal strength was unfailing after such a long battle, which was actually puzzling.

Dingyi didn't want to hurt Yue Xing in the first place, but at this time, he was curious, and he left three points of affection. Yue Xing's pressure was relaxed, the long sword in his hand was like a flying dragon, and he became more familiar with the Quanzhen swordsmanship, and the power of the sword moves between his hands became much stronger.

After a long time, Dingyi completely comprehended Yue Xing's true swordsmanship, and saw that his martial arts were upright and upright, and it seemed to be Taoist kung fu, and he wondered whether Yue Xing was a disciple of Wudang or a disciple of Mount Tai, if Yue Xing was a disciple of these two factions, then Yilin's matter would be a little difficult to do.

At that moment, Dingyi had enough internal strength, and the big sleeves of the monk's robe shook, blocking Yue Xing's sword. Yue Xing's mouth was shocked, and he felt a strong force pressing towards him, and the whole person couldn't help but retreat a few feet, and the long sword almost flew out of his hand. raised his head to guard against Ding Yi's move, but saw her standing still, and asked with a worried expression, "What sect disciple are you?"