Nine Yang Magic?

Hearing this, the monk was stunned.

I racked my brains for a long time, but I didn't expect that there is such a technique in any martial arts holy place in the world.

"Emmmm, well, the martial arts you want to learn, you have to do this first, then that, and finally this, and then finish like that. Do you understand?"

When Gu Beichuan heard this, he frowned and subconsciously wanted to say, "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

But remembering the monk's overwhelming aura just now, the words came to his lips and unknowingly became: "This junior is stupid and doesn't understand."

"Alas, you, the younger generation, are really rotten wood that cannot be carved."

Boom!

The monk wanted to say more, but he saw Xiu'er's eyebrows raised and she stamped her foot fiercely.

Suddenly a strong will came over his heart, and the expression of bitterness and hatred crept onto his cheeks again, and the monk confessed:

"I don't know what Nine Yang Manual you are talking about."

After hearing this, Gu Beichuan's mouth twitched and he smiled bitterly in his heart.

If you don’t, you won’t. What are you pretending to do?

"Then I want to learn the Nine Yin Manual."

The monk frowned again, searched his intestines and stomach again, and racked his brains. After a while, he said silently: "No way."

"The great shift of the universe."

"Won't."

"The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon."

"Won't."

"The Fallen Divine Sword."

"Won't."

"Toad Kung Fu."

"No, no, no, absolutely no!"

Every time Gu Beichuan mentioned a martial art, the monk's brows furrowed and his expression became dull.

In the end, I was completely hopeless.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xiu'er looking at him suspiciously, and immediately felt a pain in his heart.

As expected, the next moment, Xiu'er asked: "Aren't you very powerful? Why can't you do anything?"

Hearing this, the monk could not contradict Xiu'er, so he could only look at Gu Beichuan with a look of resentment.

He also wondered how this brat could tell so many weird martial arts skills?

Every one of them sounds like a work inherited from a major sect, but he has been traveling around the world for more than ten years, but he has never heard of any of them.

Weird thing, really weird thing.

Gu Beichuan was horrified by the sight, so he could only say respectfully: "The seniors will teach you, the juniors won't be picky."

After hearing this, the monk's expression improved slightly, and he thought to himself, this is still a human saying.

"As long as I practice for a year and a half, I will be able to dominate the world."

call!

The monk exhaled a long breath and took a deep breath.

Yu repeatedly warned himself in his heart that this is Xiuer's benefactor, he cannot be beaten, he cannot be beaten!

"I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. To this day, at least for decades, I still dare not claim to be the most powerful person in the world."

"Why are you, a young man, so arrogant?"

"The young master is different from you. The young master is one of the smartest people in the world. He learns quickly." Before Gu Beichuan could say anything, Xiu'er stood up and spoke first.

The monk was immediately choked and wanted to vomit blood. He recalled that when his master discovered him, he was so excited that he shouted three times that there would be a successor to the Zen sect.

Soon after, he became famous in the world, and was hailed as a rare martial arts wizard in a century.

How many martial arts prodigies in the world can't even compare to them?

But in the eyes of his daughter, he is not as good as this tender-skinned young man?

It really... makes me angry!

"That's all, I'll test your bones first to see what your martial arts aptitude is."

"If you are really as smart as Xiu'er said, you will be able to protect yourself after practicing for three to five years."

"How to do it?"

"Just extend your hand."

When Gu Beichuan heard the instructions, the monk stretched out his palm, pinched Gu Beichuan's wrist, and kneaded it carefully.

After a while, he looked calm and said: "The appearance of the middle-class."

Gu Beichuan was a little disappointed that he was only of middle-class talent, not a martial arts prodigy who was rare to see in a century.

"With my qualifications, how many years of hard training will I need to reach the level of my predecessors?"

The monk raised his head and said nothing.

Gu Beichuan's heart skipped a beat, meaning it was impossible.

"How many years of hard work can you protect yourself?"

"With your qualifications, if you train hard for thirty to fifty years, as long as you don't offend the leaders of the Eight Sects, you will be safe."

"Thirty or fifty years?" Xiu'er asked anxiously, "Why does it take so long?"

"Is there anything else you can do? Can you help the young master?" The little girl's eyes were red and she was about to shed tears.

The monk didn't see this scene and said repeatedly: "That's all."

"I will teach you the secret method of Zen Buddhism, the Yigu Tendon Meridian. Once you learn this method, as long as you practice it day and night and accumulate it, you will be able to improve your own bones."

"If you practice to the highest level, you can even get a glimpse of any martial arts classics, and you can understand it to a 70-80% degree at a glance. You can be called a first-class martial arts wizard in the world."

"Just remember that this method is the immortal secret of Zen Buddhism."

"Don't show it in front of outsiders, otherwise you will be killed."

Seeing the monk being so solemn, Gu Beichuan also knew that this was a good thing. He immediately bowed his hands and said sincerely: "Thank you, senior, for teaching me the Dharma."

"Well, if you have the qualifications to improve the Yi Gu Jin Jingjue, and find a top-notch Kung Fu to help you, you will be able to protect yourself after practicing for three to five years."

"Thank you, senior! I will definitely remember this kind kindness in my heart." Gu Beichuan was a man of genius, and he always said that the Yi Gu Jin Jing Jue was an unparalleled secret of Zen Buddhism.

Naturally, these secret techniques cannot be easily taught to others.

But now the monk has passed it on to him, obviously breaking the rules.

If you break the rules in the world, you will be expelled from the sect at the least. If it is more serious, you will have to clean up the sect.

People took such a big risk to teach him the Dharma, although it was Xiuer's reason, but more importantly, it was to repay a favor.

I would like to repay the kindness of the Gu family for taking me in, and the kindness of the Gu family in raising Xiuer over the years.

Since people have this intention, Gu Beichuan will naturally keep it in mind and look for opportunities to reciprocate the favor in the future.

This favor is just like borrowing money. Once you borrow and repay, it will not be difficult to borrow again.

The relationship between people gradually sublimates as you help me and I help you again and again.

On the contrary, if he feels that this is something that others owe him, that is natural.

This friendship was also broken.

Gu Beichuan is naturally not such a stupid person.

Seeing Gu Beichuan's reaction, the monk smiled sincerely.

Xiu'er's taste is as good as her mother's, so she doesn't see the wrong person.

"I am here for one more thing, which is to take Xiu'er away and teach her what I have learned throughout my life."

"No! I don't want to leave the young master!" Xiu'er reacted fiercely.

The monk no longer panicked, but the old god said: "If you don't learn, how can you protect him?"

These words reached Xiu'er's heart, so she became surprisingly silent.

After a long time, he finally said: "What if after I leave with you, the young master has not completed his studies, and someone comes to attack him again?"

The corner of Gu Beichuan's mouth twitched and he thought to himself, "Young Master, I have always been kind to others, how come so many people come to attack and kill me?"

But who would have thought that the monk nodded seriously and said: "This is indeed a problem."

"How about this, I write a book and write it to a good friend, and let him guard this kid for how many years? After you finish your studies, we can discuss other matters?"

After saying this, Xiu'er became silent again, apparently acquiescing to the monk's proposal, and just looked at Gu Beichuan with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of reluctance.
Chapter completed!