Starting from evil spirits to challenge comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 150
Han Ling stood at the top of the tower, looking down at the entire Wubao.

The farmers in the fort are farming in the fields, and the disciples of Tongchi Gang are practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall under the guidance of the teacher.

Next to the Martial Arts Hall, there are several small training grounds, which are used for some elite disciples, or for people above the hall master to practice.

Two of his disciples are practicing martial arts in one of the training grounds.

These two women worked harder than he imagined, and they got up earlier than him every day.

What happened to Jinpen washing his hands made the two of them suffer a great shock.

Their desire for power is definitely among the best people Han Ling has seen.

The disciples work hard, which naturally makes the master happy.

During this period of time, Han Ling was trying to figure out a set of internal skills for the Qingcheng faction that could be practiced from one school to the next.

Most of the internal skills of the major sects can make people reach the eighth level and reach the sky.

Only a small number of supernatural powers have been trained to the ninth level.

But if you want to go further, you have to see whether the martial artist can walk out of his own martial arts.

This is almost the iron law of this world.

Except for Han Ling's cultivation of Vientiane Senluo, he has only reached the seventh level so far, and he is not qualified to practice the following content.

He can't tell how far the state of perfection can make a person reach.

However, this is the means for him to settle down, and it is impossible to pass it on to others.

What he wants to create is a simplified version of Vientiane Sun Luo, which is not as good as Vientiane Sun Luo, but goes further than other internal skills.

He directly took the Nine Suns Divine Art as the foundation, and added the advantages of other magical arts he had learned.

After all, according to the setting of this world, the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu was created by Xiaoyaozi, based on the Nine Yin Manual, Yi Jin Jing, Xiao Wuxiang Kungfu and Beiming Divine Kungfu.

But after all, this martial art was returned to the Shaolin sect by Xiaoyaozi. He limited the potential of martial arts, so that the actual performance could not stand alone.

At present, Han Ling has basically created the first level of exercises. Although it can only be practiced from the first level to the third level, it contains a lot of ways to lay the foundation, such as the part of the Yijing Bone Forging to improve the root bone.

Yesterday, he had passed on the first level of inner strength to his two disciples, asking them to practice hard.

He only thought of the second layer of the following exercises, the framework was completed, and there were still some subtleties that he didn't think about.

Han Ling saw Zhu Yanxiu was holding a letter and was about to go up the tower.

He waved his hand and jumped down from above.

"Master, there is a big movement in Gusu. Murong Fu proposed marriage to Mantuo Villa, Mrs. Wang has already agreed, and both parties have sent invitations widely, and they want to get married next month."

Zhu Yanxiu presented the letter and said.

Han Ling opened the envelope, glanced at it briefly, and thought to himself, didn't the senior sister disapprove of Yu Yan and Murong Fu's matter?

Why did you suddenly agree?

This Murong Fu has always focused on restoring the country, so why did he suddenly think of getting married?
Could it be that he wants to practice evil swordsmanship and leave behind for his own family?

But what he is worried about now is whether something will happen to Mantuo Villa, after all, this matter is against Li Qingluo's wishes.

"It stands to reason that at this time, Master should have recovered his skills. Is there anyone in the world who can stop him?"

Han Ling couldn't figure it out, so he wanted to find out.

"Did Yanziwu send us an invitation for the Take-all Gang?"

Han Ling put the letter back into the envelope and said slowly.

Zhu Yanxiu said angrily, "No."

"Although we didn't invite us, the Murong family is the first-class force in Jiangnan's martial arts after all. How can we not join in such a big event?"

Han Ling smiled with interest.

Zhu Yanxiu felt happy when he saw Han Ling's long-lost smile.

"Boss, what should we do?"

"Prepare a big gift, we Tongchi Gang will celebrate the Murong family well."

Han Ling ordered.

"Yes! This subordinate will prepare immediately."

Afterwards, Han Ling convened a discussion with everyone.

He planned to go to Mantuo Villa with Cheng Lingsu first to find out the news.

After that, Zhu Yanxiu led a team to pay a formal visit to Yanziwu in the name of a gang.

Han Ling originally wanted to act alone, but he was worried that Wu Ya's father and daughter might be poisoned and restrained.

With Cheng Lingsu around, he is not afraid of the opponent's poison master.

After the agreement, Han Ling and Cheng Lingsu packed up and set off.

Finally arrived outside the city of Suzhou, Cheng Lingsu complained: "I'm finally here, but I'm exhausted. If you do this, boss, you will exhaust me to death."

Han Ling: "???"

Damn, I've stayed in this world for a long time, and I always think wrong when I hear this kind of words.

Cheng Lingsu looked at Han Ling suspiciously, and said, "Master, what kind of eyes do you have? It looks so weird."

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about how to help you pull out the toxins from your body."

Han Ling changed the subject and said, in fact, he had already planned for this.

In Cheng Lingsu's case, she had taken poison since she was a child and practiced poison kung fu, and all kinds of toxins had already invaded her body.

This is already a problem that is difficult to solve by external forces.

The best way is to let her practice a set of martial arts that can resist poison and detoxify her body by herself.

The Yi Jin Jing is naturally the first choice, but Han Ling does not have this kind of martial arts in his hands, and in addition to practicing the Yi Jin Jing, he needs to break through the appearance of himself and others, and he can only practice it if he does not have the idea of ​​​​practicing in his heart.

It is impossible for Cheng Lingsu to have such a high level of spiritual cultivation, and this martial art is naturally not suitable for him.

The second is Jiuyang.

In the setting of the original book, this is also a martial art that is invulnerable to all poisons. However, when Zhang Wuji was on Binghuo Island, Zhang Wuji was fascinated by a large dose of Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, which broke the myth of Jiuyang.

However, what Han Ling wants to teach more is the internal strength he has recently studied.

Cheng Lingsu couldn't help laughing when Han Ling talked about it:
"Master, thank you for your concern. However, the toxins in my body are accumulated in my body from the poison I have been taking since I was a child.

That thing has already been deeply rooted in the body and cannot be undone. "

Behind her smile, there was a little sadness.The surface is invulnerable to all poisons, but in fact the whole body is full of poisons, and now the body is young and can resist it.

When you get older, your body functions will decline, and your body may rot and pus.

That was something she was unwilling to accept no matter what, and when that day really came, she would kill herself in advance.

Han Ling smiled and said: "It's okay, I have a lot of magic skills in my hand, just pick one for you to practice."

Cheng Lingsu was astonished, are you going to engage in wholesale magic arts?
You just give away those magical skills that countless people are fighting for?
"Thank you for the kindness of the leader. I practice poisonous kung fu, which is incompatible with his martial arts. If the kung fu is dissipated, the toxins in my body will not be suppressed, and it will explode immediately."

Cheng Lingsu smiled indifferently.

Han Ling shot like lightning, immediately clasped her right wrist, and used his internal force to circle her body.

Cheng Lingsu was startled, and was about to speak, but found that a strong air current wrapped in his internal force, and then divided into a small group.

She immediately lost contact with the group of internal forces.

Not long after, the air flow spit out the inner force again and returned to Cheng Lingsu's meridians.

Cheng Lingsu was surprised to find that the returned internal force became neutral and peaceful, without the slightest aggressiveness, but it was extremely harmonious with her internal force.

Han Ling said: "Miss Cheng, what do you think of this kung fu? After you practice, you can slowly transform the nature of your internal force while removing the toxins accumulated in your body.

In this way, you will not be afraid of poisonous backlash if you proceed step by step.

When you get rid of the poison, your body will be nourished by this magical power, and you won't be as yellow and emaciated as you are now. "

Cheng Lingsu's heart skipped a beat when he heard it: "What kind of martial art is this, so amazing?"

"Uh……"

Han Ling's martial arts has only created the first level, so he didn't think about the name. Hearing Cheng Lingsu's question at this time, he made up a nonsense,
"This is called Xuan Yuan Gong."

"Xuan Yuan Gong?"

Cheng Lingsu was puzzled, she had never heard of this martial art.

Han Ling smiled and said, "That's right, that's the name. Don't look at its reputation, but its quality is definitely better than the Yi Jin Jing of Shaolin Temple."

"really?"

Cheng Lingsu was skeptical, she always had the feeling that Han Ling wanted to use her as an experiment.

"Of course it's true. It's no good for me to lie to you."

Han Ling thought to himself, when you have fully practiced the first layer, I will at least figure out the mental method of the fifth layer.

Cheng Lingsu thought about it again, and it was indeed as Han Ling said.

He is a master who is famous all over the world, he is only relatively proficient in toxins, there is no need to deceive himself.

"Then thank you, Master."

Cheng Lingsu couldn't hide his excitement, and his voice trembled a little.

Han Ling immediately instilled the first level of Xuanyuan Gong's heart method into Cheng Lingsu by means of sound transmission.

Halfway through the speech, Han Ling suddenly stopped and looked into the distance.

Cheng Lingsu felt strange and followed his gaze.

I saw two people coming on horseback.

Among them, the monks, who are less than fifty years old, wear yellow monk robes, their faces are full of spirits, and there is precious light flowing in secret, just like pearls and white jade, naturally shining.

But the other person is a young son, wearing a green shirt, his appearance is like jade, bright and soft.

I could only hear the son-in-law read: "The waves are misty, Liu Yiyi, the lonely village is far away, and the apricot blossoms are flying in the slanting sun."

It was March, with apricot blossoms on the path, green willows hanging down the lake, and the warm spring breeze blowing on the body, making people feel drunk.

Han Ling smiled, it turned out that Jiumozhi and Duan Yu had arrived.

This Jiumozhi's cultivation base is similar to his, but he doesn't know his actual combat ability.

The other party didn't notice Han Ling's cultivation, he just regarded it as an ordinary martial artist.

"Death is imminent, thanks to you still have the leisure to recite poems there."

Jiumozhi sneered.

Duan Yu said with a smile: "The Buddha said that the body is impermanent, and impermanence is suffering. There is no immortal person in this world. At most, you can live for a few more years. What is there to be happy about?"

Jiumozhi didn't want to separate from him, so he kept his mouth shut and ignored him.

"If you can let a dying person live one more day. See if he will be grateful to you. Young people should stay close to life, and don't talk about unfathomable words all day long."

Han Ling suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, startling them both.

Jiumozhi thought to himself, no, I misread, this person turned out to be an unfathomable master.

Duan Yu was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Young Master is right, he has read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. I have little knowledge."

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Jiumozhi looked at Han Ling warily.

(End of this chapter)