Chapter 62: Night into Nanshan

Under the sunset, the breeze blows, a faint fragrance of flowers floats in, Yang Guan walks on the mountain road, faint buds grow on both sides of the road, and clusters of wild chrysanthemums bloom in the grass, leisurely and quiet.

Looking at the lofty mountains, the peaks and peaks are stacked, the mist is hazy, the greenery is verdant, there are occasional mountain flowers in full bloom, the fairy is full of immortality, here is the end of the South Mountain.

"Boom!"

A bell rang, resounding between the mountains and valleys, Yang Guan's leisurely steps sped up, crossed a figure, and quickly galloped towards the top of the mountain.

This is the realm of the Condor World, Yang Guan entered here yesterday and rushed to Zhongnan Mountain to see if the Quanzhen Sect has Wang Chongyang's innate skills. Yang Guan is particularly partial to Taoist martial arts, most of the exercises belong to Taoism, and Yang Guan is naturally unwilling to let go of the innate martial arts.

Night falls, the top of Zhongnan Mountain, the palace overlaps and overlaps, builds according to the mountain, the momentum is magnificent, the sky is still early, the lights in the temple are bright, and the figures are heavy.

Suddenly, a figure flashed on the top of the temple, the speed was extremely fast, and it disappeared in a flash, under the cover of the night, no one found that it was Yang Guan, who flew in the palace group, Yang Guan quickly rushed to the back mountain, an attic on the cliff, where is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Whoosh!"

The figure flashed, Yang Guan entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the room was surrounded by bookshelves, Taoist classics were displayed in it, and a few large boxes were placed in the middle, and when they were opened, they were all Taoist classics such as the Tao Te Ching, and the corners of his mouth looked around.

A trace of purple flashed in his eyes, and suddenly, in the dark room, it was like day in Yang Guan's eyes, looking for things is a trick, not something that can be found by turning the bottom upside down, especially to find precious things, you have to look at your eyesight.

The eyes swept around, the structure of the entire house came into mind, and a soft force of hand luck dark energy hit the wall, and suddenly the whole room shook slightly, weak and inaudible, but in Yang Guan's induction, it was a different scene, everything in the wall, whether there was a dark grid or not, all came into his mind.

The walls, floors, beams, step by step test, no! look calm, not in a hurry, stepped forward to the bookshelf, swept the books on the shelf, and then looked at a picture hanging on the wall, the picture is painted is Wang Chongyang, standing with his hands in his hands, calm and indifferent, his heart moved, is it in the painting?

With a flick of his fingers, the figure shook slightly, no! There was no interlayer, his brows furrowed, Yang Guan couldn't help but secretly said: "Could it be that this old boy didn't leave his innate skills? Where is the Quanzhen Seven Sons obviously not, otherwise after practicing for decades, there would not be only so much, and later the Quanzhen Sect was destroyed, and Hao Datong's founding of the Huashan Sect and not passing on the innate skills also proved this." ”

"Do you want to find an old monk with a lamp?" thought in his heart for a while, and his fingers couldn't help but tap on the desk in front of the painting, "Knock knock... ！”

A hint of strangeness came to mind, his fingers suddenly paused, and his eyes looked at the desk under his hand, the authentic rosewood, the color was dull, heavy, and obviously a little old.

"Knock!" his fingers suddenly forced, there was a dull sound, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, he took the incense burner on the desk, and gently stroked the table, the outline, under the face.

Suddenly, a dark energy gushed out from the hand under the face, and there was a sudden shock, "Click!" A dark grid cracked under the tabletop, and a booklet fell out, and the hand shadow flashed and caught.

"Hey, wait for the dark, it's a pity that I met my master. Looking at the booklet in his hand, Yang Guan said with a smile to himself, the three words on the booklet are innate skills.

"Forget to keep your words, lower your heart for nothing, know your ancestors when you move, and find who you have nothing to do. Do not obsessed with self-living, sexual self-return, gas back to Dan self-knotting, and the pot is equipped with a ·······. ”

Turning the book, it was the innate mantra, Yang Guan looked at it carefully, chewed secretly, thought, and a smile appeared on his face, but for a moment, he was stunned, and then, his face turned dark, and he put the booklet into his arms.

"You have to keep the innate essence in your body to practice, and you have to keep Yuanyang's body, you can't have sex, and you may hang up at any time, I go, I deserve Wang Chongyang to be an old bachelor for the rest of his life," Yang Guan scolded in a low voice. After that, the figure flashed, flew up to the house, the figure flickered, and left quickly.

There are too many innate power taboo requirements, and they are blindly fierce, which is harmful to the body, no wonder Wang Chongyang died early, and the seven sons of Quanzhen were not inherited.

In the mountains and forests, Yang Guan secretly lucked light skills, took a few steps in one step, chic and natural, walked down the mountain not fast or slow, he regained his calm, although the innate skills can not be cultivated, but still have their reference value, it is better than no harvest.

Suddenly, there was a fire in front of him, his expression moved, his figure flashed, suddenly accelerated, a few flashes, Yang Guan came to the fire not far away, but the scene that caught his eyes made him angry.

"Brute, let go of that woman!" Yang Guan shouted, righteous and awe-inspiring, and slapped at the man, but he still didn't say half a word in his heart: Let me come!

"Roar!" The purple qi in the center of his eyebrows flashed, and the momentum of his whole body exploded, and an air dragon instantly condensed, and a palm slapped out, "Suddenly!" The qi was strong, and the qi dragon suddenly rose out and hit the person in one fell swoop.

"Eighteen palms of dragon descending!" Yin Zhiping's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, he had just blindfolded the little dragon girl, and wanted to kiss Fang Ze, but he didn't want to kill Cheng Biting Jin who would descend the dragon eighteen palms halfway, and the lust in his heart was poured with a basin of cold water, and it was suddenly extinguished, and he didn't dare to slack off, the sword light flashed, and it was divided into three, "One gasification and three clearing!" wanted to block the galloping air dragon.

"Boom!"

The three sword lights were destroyed in an instant, Yin Zhiping couldn't resist it, and was suddenly hit away by the huge palm force, breaking several thick branches one after another, and falling to the ground.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was pale, his injuries were unclear, and he stared at Yang Guan and said angrily: "Who are you, how can you descend the dragon eighteen palms?"

"Who do you care who I am, I will kill one by one when I see a beast like you," Yang Guan said with a righteous face, and glanced at the little dragon girl who was masked by the white veil, and there was a burst of joy in his heart, secretly looking forward to it.

"Who are you?" asked the little dragon girl with a clear voice and a hint of anger in her coldness.

"Under Yang Guan!" Yang Guan replied when he heard this, looked at Yin Zhiping as he spoke, sneered, and said, "Heh, as for this one, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a Quanzhen Sword in his hand, it should be a Quanzhen Sect!"

"You unlock my acupoint and take the white veil off my face!" The little dragon girl's voice was cold, with a hint of murderous intent in her tone.

"It's not good, this kid wants to escape, I'll restrain him first and then come to help you!" How could Yang Guan unlock the little dragon girl's acupoint, hurriedly said, said as he spoke, his body moved, slapped Yin Zhiping with one palm, and said coldly: "Lewd Dao, give me death." ”

Yin Zhiping had no sign of escaping, he was injured by Yang Guan's palm, and he was secretly exercising his own pranayama, hearing this, a sullen breath rose in his heart to fill his chest, and his blood surged, and a reverse blood was almost angry.

He is now forced into a desperate situation by Yang Guan, if he is caught by Yang Guan, he is really finished, he will either be killed by Xiaolongnu with a sword, or handed over to the Quanzhen Sect, and his reputation will be ruined for many years, and he will probably be expelled from Quanzhen by abolishing martial arts, so he has to fight to the death and survive in death.

"Hmph, desperately, Kang Long has regrets!" Yang Guan snorted disdainfully, shouted, and said that the pure yang purple qi was rising, and a stream of qi was swimming between his arms, like an air dragon.

"Roar!" A palm slapped out, and a thick dragon roar came from the body, and the air dragon flew out instantly, and the strong and fierce strength stirred up a gust of wind, Yin Zhiping's desperate counterattack was annihilated, destroyed in one fell swoop, and the remaining strength was undiminished, and a palm hit Yin Zhiping's chest.

"Bang!" Yin Zhiping was suddenly knocked away and fell into the grass and trees behind, Yang Guan was about to step forward and finish him, but he didn't expect a figure to flash suddenly, catch Yin Zhiping, and leave quickly.

After a pause, Yang Guan suddenly understood that this should be Zhao Zhijing, just now he only cared about Yin Zhiping, forgetting that Zhao Zhijing was still hiding on the side, and no longer chasing him, Yang Guan reflexively came to Xiaolongnu's side.

Dressed in white, the body is slender and graceful, the fingers are slender, the white veil that covers the face is gently lifted, Yang Guan stares at the slowly revealing face, white as jade and condensed like fat, the facial features are exquisite, no powder, still beautiful, there is a cold and quiet atmosphere, a faint fragrance, looking at the fragrant ruddy, so tempting, his heart is hot, Yang Guan can't help but kiss it.

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