Chapter 159: The Twelve People Completed the Nine-Yang Divine Art

Chapter 159: The Twelve People Completed the Nine-Yang Divine Art

Wudang Mountain.

After Song Qingshu came back, he went directly to Grand Master's retreat.

He has been on the road these days and has not received a message from Wudang at all. He doesn't know how Yang Xue is doing now.

"Senior Brother Song."

"Senior Brother Song."

"What happened?"

Qingfeng Mingyue was a little surprised when she saw Song Qingshu in such a hurry.

"No." Song Qingshu responded, looked at the open door and asked, "Where are Grand Master and Miss Yang?"

Qingfeng said: "Master Tai is resting inside."

"Miss Yang has woken up and has been in the background lately."

"Master Tai said that Miss Yang can take care of herself slowly."

"Huh..." Song Qingshu let out a long sigh of relief: "Okay, okay."

"I'm going to see Grand Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked directly into the house.

inside the house.

Zhang Sanfeng was meditating and adjusting his breath, when he noticed that Song Qingshu had arrived and spoke slowly.

"coming."

"Master." Song Qingshu bowed slightly.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Qingshu's clothes and knew that Song Qingshu came back in a hurry.

"Sit down and talk."

Zhang Sanfeng waved to Song Qingshu, and the two sat down at the table nearby.

Song Qingshu poured Zhang Sanfeng a cup of tea.

"Master."

Zhang Sanfeng took the teacup and took a sip: "Yuanqiao, something happened to Lianzhou and the others, right?"

Song Qingshu was shocked, looking at the Grand Master's eyes that seemed to see everything, and nodded.

"Yes."

"Trapped."

"It should be Jing Bufan and Yuan Zhe who did it together."

"I've been there once, and Jing Bufan is presiding over there."

"Father and second uncle are fine, but third uncle is injured."

Zhang Sanfeng was silent for a long time: "What do you think?"

"Help!" Song Qingshu's deep and firm voice sounded.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Qingshu's firm eyes, and there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes.

Some helpless and unbearable voices sounded.

"Qingshu..."

"I'm injured and can't go."

Song Qingshu's heart trembled and he suddenly looked at the Grand Master.

Grandmaster's eyes were full of helplessness and pain.

Obviously... the Grand Master knows what that represents.

Immortal Wudang is the elite of the Ming Cult, or the main force of the future uprising.

"Master, I can do it!"

"I can!"

"Do you have a problem with me?" Zhang Sanfeng seemed much older for a moment and no longer dwelled on that topic.

He had no choice, he couldn't go.

In the original battle with Yuanshi, he was already injured but could still control it.

But after treating Yang Xue's injuries, he couldn't move at all.

The fact that Song Qingshu rushed back after a long journey showed that the distance was far and his body could not support it.

If it were Wudang, he could still do it, but it wouldn't work if it was too far away.

"Nine Yang Divine Art!" Song Qingshu knew the sadness in Grand Master's heart and did not discuss it too much.

He directly took out the Nine Yang Divine Art and placed it in front of the Grand Master.

"I need a master!"

Zhang Sanfeng picked up the Nine Sun Magic Technique and examined it. He was already familiar with the Nine Sun Magic Technique, and he was a master of the first generation.

It only takes a few glances to know the key.

"The acupuncture points are okay, but the Ten Mysterious Gates are a little troublesome."

"You can get through."

Song Qingshu was delighted: "Is it troublesome?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled: "Fortunately, it's just that it consumes a lot of money."

"Nangong Ping can do it, Du You can do it too, it won't be a big problem if Shangguan Yinghao gets familiar with him."

"You...can't do it with Yang Yatou."

"You're almost in trouble,"

"How long does it take to recover?" Song Qingshu heard the unusual meaning.

It consumes a lot.

Neither he nor Yang Xue can do it, they are not ordinary.

Zhang Sanfeng said solemnly: "In half a year, I can help you open one person, no more than two people at most."

"No more, I need to recover."

"Nangong Ping and others may need to go to the ancient tomb. There is tens of thousands of years of ice. It can be added with some medicinal materials. It will not consume too much."

"After all, it's just consumption. You can recover in half a month or a month."

"But you have to know that the ancient tomb does not allow outsiders to enter."

Song Qingshu looked puzzled: "Master Tai, I've been in there before."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and shook his head: "Silly boy."

"Go ahead."

"Bring someone here in half a year."

When Song Qingshu saw that his master didn't say anything about him, he didn't ask any questions and went out directly after saluting.

I just have doubts in my heart.

Does the ancient tomb not allow outsiders to enter?

Then who do you think you are?

Or do you need background to enter the ancient tomb, or something?

Song Qingshu shook his head and went straight to the back mountain without thinking too much.

In the back mountain.

Yang Xuejing sat on a piece of bluestone where Song Qingshu used to practice.

She has been recovering here these days.

Not far away, the four girls Youlan Zhuya watched quietly from a distance.

"Ah... the young master is back." Dongfang Ya exclaimed when she saw Song Qingshu's figure in the distance.

The other three women also looked over.

"Young Master must have something to do when he comes back." Dongfang You said in a low voice.

The girls sighed, they all knew about Wudang being trapped in Dongyue City.

It's very troublesome over there.

Song Qingshu wants to save people, but there must be a battle there, and many people will die. The Yuan Dynasty must be well prepared.

Not long after, Song Qingshu came to You Lan Zhuya's side, looked at Yang Xue in the distance and asked worriedly.

"How is Yang Xue?"

Dongfang Zhu said: "It's very troublesome. It will take a long time to recover."

"I might need your help."

"No problem." Song Qingshu agreed directly: "How long does it take."

Dongfang You smiled: "Wait until you finish."

"What happened when you came back?"

"Do you need our help?"

Song Qingshu took a deep breath: "I really need your help."

"However, there may be some trouble."

"I need some legacy."

Youlan Zhuya frowned slightly, inheritance was the foundation of the Central Plains.

Generally speaking, there are very few rumors, not because the ancient tomb is reluctant to part with it, but because it is afraid of leaks.

The four girls are all thoughtful people, and they can roughly guess Song Qingshu's thoughts.

"You want to improve everyone's strength?" Dongfang Lan said in a deep voice.

Song Qingshu nodded: "It's very troublesome over there."

"The strength of the Ming Cult is indeed good, but it is not enough now."

"I don't know how much Yuanshi has prepared."

The four girls fell silent, it was hard for them to talk about this.

Inheritance is a big deal.

"You can ask the lady later."

"The inheritance of the ancient tomb, the inheritance of Xidu, and the inheritance of Dongxie Huang Yaoshi. These three young ladies can make the decision, but not the others."

"For other inheritances, you need to ask other people."

"Others need to agree."

"Yes." Song Qingshu also understood the key.

The inheritance of the original five arts is now basically passed down.

Nangongping inherits the master of Nandi Yideng.

Dongxiehuang Medicine Master, passed down by the four daughters of Youlan Zhuya.

The Western Poison Ouyang Feng inherited by Ximen Ouyang should be taught by Yang Guo.

What Du You inherited was Zhou Botong, the central supernatural power.

At this time, few people said anything and looked at Yang Xue in the distance quietly.

After a long time, Song Qingshu asked curiously: "By the way, outsiders are not allowed to enter the ancient tomb, why can I enter?"

"Is it because of my relationship with my great master?"

Youlan Zhuya was slightly startled. Song Qingshu knew that no outsiders could enter the ancient tomb.

"You knew already?"

"How did you know?"

"..."

The four women asked questions again and again.

"Uh." Song Qingshu looked confused: "What do you know?"

"I asked the Grand Master something before. The Grand Master said that outsiders are not allowed to enter the ancient tomb, but I went in, so I asked."

Youlan Zhuya looked at each other a few times, and the women all laughed.

But nothing was said.

"Ask yourself, miss."

"Well, you ask the lady, she brought you in."

"We don't know either."

Song Qingshu was even more confused. What did this mean? His eyes were full of confusion.

"You don't know?"

"It shouldn't be. Haven't you been following Yang Xue since you were young?"

Dongfang Ya smiled mischievously: "I don't know."

"Ask the lady yourself."

"Even if I know, I won't tell you, hehe."

Dongfang You glanced at Dongfang Ya, who smiled without making a sound.

At this time, Yang Xue slowly stood up in the distance, she must have finished practicing.

"Let's go, you talk to the lady." Dongfang You smiled, as did the other four girls.

"We walked."

"You guys chat."

"Sir, if you have any questions, just ask the lady. The lady will know."

"Yeah, yeah."

"..."

Song Qingshu watched the girls leave with a puzzled expression, and then headed towards Yang Xue.

Yang Xue looked at Song Qingshu who was coming and smiled, then sat down directly on the bluestone and looked down.

After Song Qingshu came over, he sat next to Yang Xue and asked softly.

"How's your body?"

"It's okay." Yang Xue looked into the distance and responded with a slight smile on her face.

"What are we going to do over there?"

"I checked the information after I woke up and chose one of the two."

Song Qingshu sighed: "Try your best, I'm not sure of the final result."

Yang Xue turned to look at Song Qingshu and said with a smile, "This is not like you."

"The Song Qingshu I know seems to be dissatisfied with everyone except that he feels inferior to me."

"Uncle Ximen scolded you a lot back then."

"What's wrong? There's nothing we can do."

"This is not your character."

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly: "Senior Ximen's matter is that he is young and ignorant."

"Accident, accident."

Yang Xue glanced at Song Qingshu, smiled, and looked into the distance again.

"This is the Song Qingshu I know."

"If you need any inheritance, I'll talk to my seniors."

Song Qingshu looked at Yang Xue in shock. Yang Xue had a faint smile on her face and her eyes were extremely calm.

"You guessed it."

"I guessed it all, not just me." Yang Xue's calm voice sounded.

"Mongolia is not as strong as you think."

"They moved too fast this time, so we were passive."

"Normally speaking, the Central Plains is a little stronger than Mongolia. This time it is because of the five major sects that it is so passive."

"If you think about it from another perspective, if Mongolia was really strong, the Mongolian martial arts would have entered the Central Plains long ago, regardless of our older generation."

Song Qingshu was shocked. He had never known these things.

"Can you tell me about Yuanshi?"

Yang Xue nodded. She didn't say anything before because she didn't have contact with Song Qingshu.

Now...Song Qingshu cannot avoid it.

"Mongolia was not strong at the beginning. The only person you know is Jinlun Dharma King."

"Actually, that's not the case. There is another person in Mongolia who is very strong. These are family records and I have never seen him."

"When Jin Lun Dharma King came to the Central Plains, it was just to explore the way. It was impossible for all the top Mongolian masters to come. If they all died, the Mongolian martial arts would be cut off."

"After that, the Song Dynasty was overthrown, and then the martial arts in the Central Plains began to be looted."

"Nowadays, many inheritances are in Mongolia, but their background is not as good as that of the Central Plains. Even if they steal the skills and martial arts, they still need to study."

"The inheritance of the ancient tombs, and the inheritance of Shaolin, it's not that I don't pass on these, it's that I don't dare to pass them on."

"At that time, the Central Plains was in chaos. No one knew who was the traitor or who was from the Yuan Dynasty."

"Your great master Zhang Zhenren was very strict in recruiting disciples. The strictness was beyond your imagination. Only the first few of the Seven Heroes of Wudang were directly passed down by Zhang Zhenren."

"You should know this."

"The same is true for Shaolin. Except for the Kong generation, almost no one has come into contact with the core inheritance."

"Indeed, Wudang seems to be the direct descendant of my father and second uncle." Song Qingshu nodded.

"What about the Five Ultimate Inheritances?"

Yang Xue smiled: "The son of an old friend."

"This is true for Youlan Zhuya, Uncle Ximen, Senior Nangongping, Senior Du You, and Senior Shangguan Yinghao."

"They have not confiscated disciples in these years. The first reason is that it is difficult to accept them, and the second reason is that they are afraid of leaks."

"The Central Plains Five Arts are considered top-notch inheritances."

"As for the Nine Yin Scriptures, only you and I have studied the complete version, and the others are incomplete copies."

"Two reasons."

"First, you inherit Wudang. If you want to master Wudang Kung Fu, it will be very late and very slow. You are a late bloomer. Your talent is somewhat wasted."

"Second, the Nine Yin Manual is a martial arts classic, which is conducive to understanding and understanding."

"As for me, I have too many choices, and I have known some things since I was a child, so I urgently need strength, and the Jiuyin Manual is the fastest."

"So I know a lot, but like you, I'm not good at it."

"By the way, senior Shangguan Yinghao inherited it from his grandfather Yang Guo."

Song Qingshu was not too surprised by the Nine Yin Manual. Wudang Kung Fu was indeed a late bloomer.

If you practice Wudang Kung Fu by yourself, you have to be at least fifty years old if you want to reach your current strength, which may not be possible yet.

"Senior Shangguan inherits Master Yang? I wonder how he can use his heavy sword so skillfully."

At this time, he understood why Shangguan Yinghao was so nervous when Yang Xue was injured.

Yang Xiao nodded: "Grandfather's epee weighs 8,864 jins, and Senior Shangguan's weighs 7,749 jins."

"As for changing the sword to a sword, that's a personal reason. Senior Shangguan Yinghao is more suitable for the sword."

"In Mongolia, there are three main inheritances."

"The first one, the palm technique, is the iron sand palm you have encountered before. Qiu Qianren's iron sand palm was the best in the Central Plains, and he finally died at the hands of King Jinlun."

"This technique was later passed down."

"The second type is the boxing technique. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, the original mental technique of Jinlun Dharma King, was split because it was too difficult to practice. This boxing technique emphasizes uniformity and is not continuous, but it is very stable."

"Every punch is strong and fierce. This martial arts is very powerful, because at our level, the moves have limitations."

"This technique does not require stacking or accumulating momentum. It is very strong."

"The third type is external skill. This skill is also divided into dragon and elephant prajna skills. It is easy to get started and quick to get started."

"The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu of Jin Lun Dharma King was not only powerful and ferocious, but also had strong ability to withstand attacks."

"When you reach our level of strength, once your internal strength reaches the point where you can protect your body with strong energy and cooperate with external attacks, you will be very strong."