The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 50 Smile on the face

Yang Dingtian has been missing from the rivers and lakes for many years. Originally, no one knew whether it was true or not, but there has been no news of him in recent years, so the six factions dared to plan to besiege Guangmingding.

Withdrawing his gaze, he walked forward and came to Yang Dingtian's corpse, and saw that he was holding a dusty sheepskin scroll in his hands.

What is recorded in this sheepskin scroll should be Mingjiao's subduing method 'The Great Shift of the Universe'.

With a slight wave of the sleeve robe, all the spider webs on the bones were scattered, and even the sheepskin scroll was floating high. Qingxuan's hand was like lightning, and he grabbed the scroll in his hand in an instant.

The great shift of the universe originated from Persian Mingjiao, and it is the treasure of Zhenjiao.

This skill is divided into seven levels. For those with high comprehension, it takes seven years to practice the first level, and the second level doubles. It becomes more and more difficult. The author of the secret book only practiced to the sixth level. .1.

Normally, a martial artist can only practice one inner skill.

The internal force cultivated by each mental method is different. Too much mental method will cause conflicts of different internal forces in the body. In the end, it will cause severe injuries, or become mad, and the meridians of the whole body will be broken.

It's like Ren Woxing, who is proud of the world, he uses the star-absorbing method to absorb people's internal energy, but the internal energy absorbed is all different, and there will be conflicts when using it, and it is normal for him to lose the chain at critical moments.

However, the great movement of the universe is a mental method, but it has something special.

Although this mental method can enhance internal strength, strictly speaking, it is a very ingenious method for exercising energy, and it is somewhat different from the inner strength mental method.

Therefore, Zhang Wuji in the original book can have both the Nine Suns Scripture and the Great Shift of the Universe.

Spread the scroll out, leaving nothing on it.

Qingxuan smiled lightly, took out the silver needle and pierced his fingertips, blood dripped, and a strange symbol suddenly appeared on the parchment, this should be Persian, right?

Anyway, he didn't intend to practice, even if he couldn't read it, it didn't matter, he directly put the scroll into the storage space, and Qingxuan's eyes scanned the secret room.

Perhaps the Great Teleportation of the Universe is a treasure for others, but for him, it has no attraction at all. If it is not for the mission requirements, he will never come to such a gloomy cemetery.

The secret room is not small, except for the great shift of the universe, it is nothing more than some gold, silver, jewelry, armor and weapons.

There was still some space in the storage space, so Qingxuan put some jewelry into it, then turned and left the secret room.

After leaving the secret room, Qingxuan glanced at the stone wall on the right. If you look carefully, the stone walls on the left and right sides are strikingly similar. Pressing the same position with your right hand, the stone is immediately sunken in, and the door of the secret room closes by itself.

It was much faster to go back the same way than to come in. In just a few minutes, Qingxuan had already arrived at the entrance of the secret path of Guangmingding.

Suddenly, a figure swept out from the left side, sweeping towards with terrifying palm strength, Qingxuan's right hand was formed into a palm, and the aura condensed into a palm, and the majestic aura swept out.

There was only a muffled bang, and the figure flew out backwards with a muffled groan, gliding on the platform for several feet before stabilizing its figure.

Qingxuan raised his eyes slightly, and what came into view was a monk. Although the latter was wearing cassocks, there was no compassion in his brows and eyes, but rather a haze.

"Cheng Kun?"

Hearing that Qingxuan revealed his identity, Cheng Kun's pupils shrank, and he glanced at his unconscious right hand, his expression turned extremely ugly.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who this seat is, the most important thing is, did you want to kill this seat just now?"

Saying that, Qingxuan's eyes narrowed, and a sharp look flashed in them.

Cheng Kun observed his words, and a far-fetched smile immediately appeared on his face. He put his trembling right hand and left hand together, and said: "Young Xia misunderstood, the young monk is Shaolin Yuanzhen, not Cheng Kun..."

Qingxuan curled his lips, and said with a half-smile, "Shaolin eminent monk, unexpectedly also made a sneak attack?"

"The little monk mistakenly thought that the young man was a member of Ming Cult. He heard that the disciples of the Ming Cult were cruel. The little monk didn't dare to take it seriously. He had to act first, otherwise he was afraid that he would be swallowed by the wolves and tigers in the mountains. "

As he said that, Cheng Kun glanced at his right hand vaguely, and it turned out that his right hand was useless!

Thinking of this, a wave of fear welled up in my heart. While backing away, I kept thinking in my mind, who is the young man in front of me?
You know, the Shaolin Jiuyang Kungfu he transferred to practice has a strong inner strength, which can be ranked in the top ten even in the entire arena, not to mention that he is a sneak attack, and the reaction speed of the latter is too terrifying.

In addition to the reaction speed, there is also the terrifying internal force, which can cripple his entire right arm with a random palm.

"If you dare to move, stay forever."

An indifferent voice sounded, Cheng Kun's footsteps stopped, his body froze, his gaze slightly raised, looking at Qingxuan's indifferent gaze, his heart trembled.

"Cheng Kun, nicknamed Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, was good at Hunyuan Kungfu. He defected to the Mongolian Yuan court in his early years to achieve his own self-interest. He was found to have an affair with Mrs. Yang Dingtian, the former leader of the Ming Sect, which caused Yang Dingtian to go mad and die..."

"shut up!"

However, before Qingxuan finished speaking, Cheng Kun let out a low growl, and said with a ferocious face: "That bastard Yang Dingtian deserves to die, if you want to blame it, blame me for my lack of strength at that time, otherwise he will definitely not be able to survive or die!"

"Oh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Kun felt a gust of wind coming. Just as he wanted to avoid it, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Immediately, his body was out of control, he vomited blood and flew backwards, and finally fell towards the cliff.

With the sound of branches breaking, Qingxuan came to the edge of the cliff, looked down at Cheng Kun who was spitting blood, and jumped down.

"When I speak, I don't like to be interrupted by others. Who gave you the courage?"

Qingxuan looked down at the miserable Cheng Kun from a high position, and said with a sneer, "Although it is a scum, it is useful to keep it. Do you want to destroy Mingjiao?"

"……good."

Looking at Qingxuan, although Cheng Kun felt uneasy, he answered his question honestly.

The previous two palms almost killed him, if there is another palm, he might really die here.

Qingxuan nodded slightly, and said: "I can help you restore your right arm, and I can spare your life, but there are also things that you need to help me to complete. If you are satisfied with me, you can continue to live. If you are not satisfied... "

"I promise you."

The words blurted out, and Cheng Kun closed his eyes in despair, preparing for the coming of death.

However, after a few seconds, he cautiously opened his eyes, and seeing the mockery on the latter's face, a sense of humiliation welled up in his heart, that the latter was playing tricks on him.

Thinking of the latter's ruthless methods and terrifying strength, Cheng Kun was terrified and dared not bow his head. Most importantly, he didn't want to die yet.

"You don't have to be so afraid. Didn't I say that as long as you do things well, you can avoid death."

Hearing this, Cheng Kun nodded slightly, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face.

With a smile on his face and mmp in his heart, he was talking about his mood at the moment.

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