"You...... What are you going to do?" Zhang Wuji was startled by Bai Xiaosheng, who suddenly appeared, but the white ape shouted at him angrily, and the little monkey jumped around, raising its paws to show his anger.

He smiled slightly and said, "Of course, I want the contents of the stomach of the big white ape." As soon as he moved his hand, he was unsheathed by the peerless one he had been carrying behind his back. The dark glow flashed, and the peerless was already inserted three feet in front of the great white ape. "Boy, if you don't want this big white ape to be killed by him, take out the contents of the big white ape's stomach for me. ”

Zhang Wuji swallowed his saliva, and said carefully: "Yes......" He stepped forward to pick up the peerless, but he didn't pick it up when he pulled it out, and Bai Xiaosheng, who saw it, shook his head. The peerless is mixed with Xuantie, and its weight is much heavier than that of an ordinary sword, but it is too far behind the Xuantie heavy sword, about thirty catties in weight. With Zhang Wuji's body at this time, it is not surprising that he did not pull out the peerless at once.

"Forget it......" shook his head slightly, Bai Xiaosheng waved his hand, and a suction force was suddenly transmitted to the peerless. With a whoosh, the peerless automatically flew into his hand and was reinserted by him. He reached into his arms and took out a dagger with the length of his forearm, which was carved from a tree, with an image of a woman painted on one side and seven big characters written on the other side: "Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night".

This is made of a thousand-year-old tree that Bai Xiaosheng found in the depths of Huashan, and he and Mu Wanqing each have a sword, and their respective images are painted on the sword.

"Let's use this......"

Zhang Wuji hurriedly took it and said carefully: "Yes......" He walked over to the big white ape, carefully looked at its wounds, and then used a wooden short sword to cut the thick lines of its wounds little by little. This big white ape is not young, very spiritual, knowing that Zhang Wuji is treating it, although the abdomen is in severe pain, but forcibly endures, motionless, silent.

Soon, Zhang Wuji completely cut his abdomen, took out an oil bag from there, and put it aside. Then, using fish bones as needles, small holes are pierced in its abdominal skin, and then the bark is torn into thin wires, knotted through the small holes, barely repaired, and herbs are applied to the wound. After a busy day, Fang is ready. Although the white ape is strong, it is also lying on the ground and unable to move after this toss.

Seeing that everything was done, Zhang Wuji sat on the ground tiredly, panting, and the little monkey jumped on him, screaming non-stop, as if he was quite happy.

Zhang Wuji turned his head to look around, and found that Bai Xiaosheng's figure was missing again, he breathed a sigh of relief, and touched his hand to the side, but it was empty, and it turned out that the oil bag he took out from the belly of the white ape was gone.

With a wry smile, Zhang Wuji said: "That person must have come for this thing." I don't know what is there that will make that person spend so much effort?" Shaking his head, Zhang Wuji didn't think much about it, and lay there to rest, recovering his strength.

On the other side, after Zhang Wuji took out the oil bag, Bai Xiaosheng stretched out his hand and followed, he walked to the waterhole, washed off the blood stains on it, and then opened it.

"That's it!" Bai Xiaosheng smiled as he looked at the big crooked characters on the page. Although this is Sanskrit, it still bothers him. He turned the pages of the book and simply saw Sanskrit mixed with Chinese. He read it carefully, carefully understood the meaning of it, and the more he looked at it, the more interesting it became.

This Jiuyang magic skill is created by the wine fighting monk according to the Nine Yin Sutra, which is just like the Nine Yin Sutra, all-encompassing, the difference is one inside and one outside. And the wine monk felt that the Nine Yin Sutra was yin and not the highest level of internal force, so he created this Nine Yang Sutra in order to achieve the realm of anodizing yin and integrating yin and yang. There is absolutely no problem with his line of thinking, and it is okay to say that it is completely correct. It's just that the fighting monk doesn't know that the Nine Yin True Scripture is also average.

The true meaning of the Nine Yin Sutra lies in the general outline, but unfortunately the wine monk does not know Sanskrit, and does not know that the general outline of Sanskrit represents the yin and yang, and the yin and yang are one, otherwise this Jiuyang Sutra may not be born!

But then again, this Jiuyang Sutra also has its own wonders, and its use of internal force is rare through the ages. But in terms of internal strength, the Nine Yin True Scripture is not as good as this Nine Yang True Scripture.

"Seriously speaking, this Jiuyang Divine Skill has the effect of small Wuxianggong, but it can be compared to the subtlety of Xiaowuxianggong, but it is much stronger in the increase of internal force. But to learn this skill, you may not be able to reach the Cheng dù of Xiao Wuxiang Gong, that Zhang Wuji can learn it by watching the opponent's kung fu once, and it should be thanks to the great shift of the universe. The combination of these two sets of kung fu is really wonderful. ”

Closing the book, Bai Xiaosheng couldn't help but praise two sentences. In his opinion, this Jiuyang Sutra is a collection of many internal strengths, such as the seconds of small and unphased skills, the reality of the Northern Shengong, and the use of protecting the body and qi, which is really rare. That fighting monk may not be as good as Wang Chongyang in martial arts, but this wonderful idea of creating merit definitely surpasses Wang Chongyang.

"It's just right, there is not the slightest obstacle to the transformation of the Pure Yang Wuji Skill that I have learned. Patting the book in his hand, Bai Xiaosheng was very happy. He and the Pure Yang Wuji Gong are from the Pure Yang Supreme Gong, and they are also masculine exercises, but they are really a little inferior to the Jiuyang Divine Gong. Of course, Jiuyang Gong is not without its own shortcomings, that is, the positive increases too quickly, and ordinary people's cultivation will lead to the imbalance of yin and yang in the body, and when they reach a certain level, they will burn themselves and die, unless they open the final entrance and reach the realm of anodizing yin.

Just like Zhang Wuji in the Qiankun bag, with the help of his own skills, he opened up hundreds of acupoints around his body at once, and turned anodizing into yin.

However, after reading the exercises, Bai Xiaosheng still has some guesses of his own, that is, don't use your own skills at the end of the last level, because it is Yang Gong Yang, Yang Fire is too strong, although it helped Zhang Wuji practice Jiuyang Divine Skill, so that the true qi in the body Yang Electrode generates Yin, but it is too extreme, and it is impossible to achieve the Taoist Zhongzheng and peace, and the realm of endless life. He felt that if he relied on his own cultivation and honed his Jiuyang Divine Skills little by little, then it was very likely that he would enter the innate realm at the time of Jiuyang Mahayana.

"Forget it, don't think about him yet, go find Zhang Wuji's kid. He stood up and walked in the direction of Zhang Wuji with the four volumes of the Ranga Sutra. After walking a few steps, he heard Zhang Wuji's screams. Shaking his head slightly, Bai Xiaosheng knew that this kid's cold poison had attacked again. He quickened his pace, and soon came to Zhang Wuji's not far away, watching him roll on the ground and wail.

"You kid is not a worry-free guy!" muttered to himself, he stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Wuji, put him aside, and shouted: "Sit down!" Zhang Wuji didn't have time to think about it, and sat down according to Bai Xiaosheng's instructions, and then Bai Xiaosheng read to himself gently, and every word went into Zhang Wuji's ears. This is an exercise! Zhang Wuji understood as soon as he heard it, this person was teaching his own martial arts.

Originally, he didn't want to learn, but his body was cold and painful, so he couldn't help but practice. With this practice, he quickly rushed to his abdomen and a hot current rose, and the heat flow traveled up and downstream, driving away the chill in his body and alleviating his pain a little.

This feeling is so good! Zhang Wuji couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this kind of warm feeling, he had never experienced a lot.

Reluctantly opened his eyes, he saw Bai Xiaosheng's smiling gaze, his face was embarrassed, and he immediately got up and bowed: "Zhang ...... Zeng Aniu thanked his predecessors for saving his life and passing on his merits. ”

"Zeng Aniu! haha...... "Bai Xiaosheng is very happy, Zhang Wuji, this kid actually used this name on himself, interesting!" "Zhang Wuji, you kid actually fooled me with a fake name, interesting, interesting!"

Zhang Wuji was shocked, his body couldn't help but retreat, accidentally touched the rock behind him, and fell to the ground. He couldn't have imagined that this man knew himself.

"Boy, you don't have to fake it with me, I know everything about you. But don't worry, I'm not interested in Xie Xun and the Dragon Slayer, I'm only interested in this thing. He raised the book in his hand and couldn't help but say, "Boy, do you know what this is? ”

Zhang Wuji was stunned, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Jiuyang Divine Skill ......"

"Clever!" Bai Xiaosheng praised and said, "That's right, these four volumes are the Lenga Sutra, and there are Jiuyang Divine Skills in them." ”

"You...... How come the seniors still know that there is Jiuyang Divine Skill here?" Zhang Wuji couldn't help but ask.

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "My name is Bai Xiaosheng, so I naturally know everything!" As he spoke, he rolled his eyes and said, "I want to thank you for saying that." If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have been able to get this Jiuyang Divine Skill. You kid is a blessed man!"

Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly, thinking of his tragic experience, he couldn't help but say: "What kind of person with deep blessings, if the kid is a person with deep blessings, he will not fall here." ”

Glancing at him, Bai Xiaosheng said, "What do you know." Think about it, although you were miserable all the way, you didn't escape your life once. In this world, as long as you live, it is possible. What's more, you can still escape here. This place, how many people can find it, is it such a coincidence, you found it? You have the Xuanming Divine Palm in your body, only the Jiuyang Divine Skill can be cured, but you found the Jiuyang Divine Skill, isn't this a profound source of blessing?"

Bai Xiaosheng's words made Zhang Wuji a little stunned, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case! It's just that the Jiuyang Divine Skill is good in your hands.

With a snap, Bai Xiaosheng threw the four volumes of the Lenga Sutra on Zhang Wuji's body, and said, "With the help of your blessing source, I have obtained this Jiuyang Divine Skill, but I can't help but repay one or two." In this way, what do you want, let me, the omniscient Bai Xiaosheng, show you the way. Boy, it's not me who blows, there's really not much I don't know in this world, you have to seize this opportunity. ”