Boil the heavens

Nearly one-third of his skill was consumed, but this was nothing. The most important thing was mental exhaustion, sharp sword energy, and no negligence in mental control, otherwise it would not be a cure but a gut break for Zhou Botong.

"Daoist Yan, are you alright?" Yideng asked with concern as he helped Yan Fei who was a little weak.

Although the form has changed, "Yang Zhi" has a qualitative difference, it can clear the meridians and acupoints and kill toxins, which will undoubtedly consume a lot of skill.

It would take even more effort than when he healed his son back then!

"It's nothing serious, it will take ten and a half months to recover." Yan Fei chuckled.

The recovery ability of "Xiantian Zhenqi" is not comparable to those ordinary exercises. In addition, it incorporates the characteristics of nine yin and nine yang, and the performance of all aspects is greatly improved. Naturally, it is not easy to use a light, or it takes a long time to recover for several years. comparable.

"Wahhaha....Okay, I'm okay!" The old naughty boy danced and jumped up and down happily.

Looking at the happy old naughty boy bouncing around, Yan Fei coughed lightly, "Master, although you have cleared the toxins and recovered from your internal injuries, but your body has been seriously injured and poisoned for such a long time, and you are very weak. I'm here to exercise and take care of my body, don't go out and wander."

"Well, nephew, I'll use the "Nine Yin Manual" to help you restore your skills." Although he was a bit playful, this guy still had a heart and knew how to help him recover his skills.

"Just take care of yourself, a little skill is nothing to me." Yan Fei chuckled.

For the next few days, Yan Fei and the old naughty boy lived here temporarily at Yideng.

While recovering his skills, Yan Fei discussed martial arts and knowledge of medicine and poison with Yideng and the Tianzhu monk.

In the mountain pavilion, Yan Fei and Yideng are sitting in it.

Autumn is coming, and the dead leaves are falling.

Yan Fei stretched out his finger, and a fallen leaf wrapped around his fingertips from far to near, twirled around his fingertips, and then rushed towards the big tree in front of him. The dead leaf embedded itself in the big tree, but the fragile leaf body was not damaged at all.

"The Taoist priest is really a genius. He has practiced "Yi Yang Zhi" to the first level in a short period of time, which really opened my eyes." Looking at Yan Fei's display of this hand, Yi Deng was full of admiration.

It took him decades to practice such a realm!

"Aptitude is one aspect, but it's thanks to the addition of skills to reach such a state." Facing Yideng's praise, Yan Fei was not humble.

Nine suns are perfect, and all martial arts in the world can be picked up.

This is too exaggerated, but Jiuyang Zhenqi does have the property of mastering martial arts in the world. Although Yan Fei's current revision of Jiuyang has not yet achieved great success, it can be combined with "Innate Skills" and "Nine Yin Scriptures". The effect of the interaction between them is by no means inferior to that of Jiuyang Dacheng.

"Curve and straight as you wish, free as you wish, one yang finger is indeed a first-class martial art in the world." The fingertips are surrounded by fallen leaves again, but this time it is no longer pure zhenqi finger force that controls the fallen leaves, but countless fine swords The finger force formed by air, the finger force surrounds the fallen leaves, the leaves on the fallen leaves turn into yellow powder and float to the ground, but the veins of the leaves are clearly retained on the leaf stems, fluttering with the wind.

Compared with the move just now, it is simply nothing.

"Master Yideng, Pindao once heard that Emperor Xuanren of Dali a hundred years ago, Duan Yu, was also a master of the Jianghu. The invisible sword energy of "Six Meridians Sword" swept across the rivers and lakes. No one dared to stand in front of him. Some time?" Yan Fei said the purpose of today's gathering.

"The "Six Meridians Divine Sword" has not appeared in the world for a hundred years. I didn't expect the Taoist master to know this martial art. He really has seen it." Slightly startled, Yideng smiled, "It's a pity that the poor monk also knows this martial art. , unable to meet the request of the Taoist priest.

"Six Meridians Sword" is the unique learning of Tianlong Temple. Non-eminent monks in the temple are not allowed to learn it. Although the old monk has become a monk, he has not become a monk, so he has not learned it. Although he has not learned it, the old monk has also seen it. The sword qi is domineering, "Six Meridians Excalibur" is indeed powerful, but compared with the first-grade "Yiyang Finger", it is only on par with each other. "

"Between "Yi Yang Zhi"?" Yan Fei raised his eyebrows. Does the power of "Six Meridians Excalibur" stop here?

I don't quite believe it.

According to the original book, the sword energy of the Six Meridians Excalibur was something that Qiao Feng didn't dare to confront directly.

Yan Fei has seen Hong Qigong's "Eighteen Palms Subduing the Dragon" before. It is fierce and domineering, with a hard steel front.

But looking at Yideng's expression, it was obvious that he wasn't lying.

"Master Yideng, are you competing with the complete "Six Meridians Excalibur" or just the pure Yimai Sword Qi?" After pondering for a moment, Yan Fei asked suddenly.

He suddenly thought of the scene where several old monks from Tianlong Temple faced Jiumozhi in the original book.

The split "Six Meridians Excalibur" is not at the same level as the complete swordsmanship!

Hearing this, Yideng laughed and said, "After Emperor Xuanren, no one has practiced the complete "Six Meridians Excalibur" yet."

[That's normal. ] Yan Fei said in his heart.

"If the Taoist priest wants to go to Tianlong Temple to watch "Six Meridians Sword", I advise you not to think about it. The eminent monks in Tianlong Temple are as calm as water. No matter what, they will not let outsiders watch the sword manual." Yan Fei thought. Obviously, but Yideng thinks it's unlikely.

Of course, if it is strong, it is another matter.

However, he thought that with Yan Fei's current strength, status and demeanor, he would never do this.

"Try it!" Yan Fei said with a smile, "Pindao will go to Tianlong Temple when Huashan Sword Discussion is over. Apart from "Six Meridians Sword", Pindao is also very interested in Tianlong Temple's "Kurong Chan Gong" , even if you can’t read the sword manual, it’s good to talk about Buddhism.”

Smiling, Yan Fei asked Master Yideng again, "Master, have you ever heard of the Xiaoyao School? Or the Tianshan Vulture Palace?"

0039 Another shot

After staying at Yideng for about two months, Yan Fei and Zhou Botong were about to leave.

Coincidentally, when they were about to leave, Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Hong Qigong happened to go up the mountain.

In just a few months of seeing each other, Guo Jing was a young guy who had gone through a lot of vicissitudes, and many gray hairs grew on his black hair.

Huang Rong was leaning against Guo Jing's arms, her pretty face was pale and sallow, her eyes were dark and lifeless, her breathing was difficult, and she looked very painful.

"This is...who did you offend again?" Needless to say, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Huang Rong was seriously injured.

"Daoist Yan, alas...Rong'er was injured by Hua Zheng." Guo Jing said with difficulty, "The injury is too serious, even the "Nine Yin Manual" cannot be cured. Master brought us to find Master Yideng, I hope Master Yideng can help Rong'er get through her meridians and heal her internal injuries."

When Guo Jing was speaking, Yideng had strode to Huang Rong's side, reached out to hold his wrist, and frowned instantly.

"Most of the heart veins are broken, this... even if the old man uses one yang finger to open up the meridians of the child's whole body, it may be difficult to heal. Moreover, her heart veins may not be able to withstand the impact of even a little skill at this time, let alone a The force of the Yang finger!

Young man, are you the one who exhausted all your energy to keep this girl alive? "

"Master, please save Rong'er!" Guo Jing fell to his knees with a plop, tears welling in his eyes.

cough cough...

"Brother Jing..."

Clutching her chest and coughing up blood, Huang Rong wanted to help Guo Jing up, but at this moment she couldn't use any strength at all, instead she let herself limp on the ground.

"Master Yideng, is there really nothing you can do?" Hong Qigong, who was originally white-haired, was hale and hearty, but looking at his two apprentices, the old man was also much older.

"Let the poor have a look!" Yan Fei grasped Huang Rong's wrist, his true energy poured into his body, and checked her injury.

The sword energy penetrates the body, and the meridians and acupoints connected to the heart and even the blood vessels are all in ruins. Among the ruins, there is faint sword energy circling and lingering, continuing to destroy.

The true qi is blocked, and the qi and blood are not flowing. At this moment, the connection between Huang Rong's heart and body is like a thin thread that is disconnected.

It would break at any time, Yan Fei was even afraid that the slight trembling when he put down her wrist would make her heart completely lose connection with her body.

"Taoist?" Watching Yan Fei let go of Huang Rong's wrist, Guo Jing looked at him with pleading eyes.