After this incident, Lin Qingxuan finally understood that Quanzhen Xuan Gong is indeed the authentic martial arts in the world. All the martial arts taught are Taoist magical arts that are of the same origin and are developed step by step. If you leave the foundation, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and your practice will not be the right way.
Breathing back and concentrating, Lin Qingxuan's internal energy continued to circulate according to the twenty-four techniques of Jin Guan Yu Suo. Because the Quanzhen Dao Song had already started at this time, there would be no lag or dryness in those acupuncture points when performing the exercises.
If the skill is withdrawn and the internal force is allowed to operate on its own, the speed will be more than 20% faster than before.
Feeling happy in his heart, Lin Qingxuan also decided to do the job of delivering food well, so that he would have the opportunity to learn the martial arts of several other real people in the future.
"I didn't expect that this job of delivering food would have the benefit of secretly learning martial arts. Then I will find a way to deliver food to a few other real people in the future."
Maybe Lin Qingxuan's experience after getting Tianyan Mirror was too smooth, so he was very unsatisfactory in the next ten days or so.
Although Taoist Mingchun's foot injury had not healed yet and he still had the task of delivering meals to the second generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, he still left it to Lin Qingxuan.
However, Lin Qingxuan sent meals to each of the four second-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect on the mountain. Unfortunately, each of the Zhenren disciples was no longer practicing martial arts. They were either writing or composing poems, or drinking tea and discussing Taoism. Lin Qingxuan
Kong was happy several times.
It is almost winter, and the climate in the north is getting colder day by day. The weather in Zhongnan Mountain is the first to be exposed to severe winter.
Lin Qingxuan woke up that day. His body was filled with true energy, and the warm current in his abdomen was flowing around his limbs. He stood up and stretched, and his bones crackled.
Although he lived in a narrow woodshed, Lin Qingxuan was satisfied in his heart.
Doing chores in the fire room every day and concentrating on cultivating internal skills, he is quite happy because he has a peaceful mind and the blessings of Ma Yu and Sun Buer's decades of experience in practicing Quanzhen Xuan Gong. Lin Qingxuan has a Quan Zhen Xuan Kung hanging on his head.
The BUFF aura of uninterrupted self-cultivation for 12 hours is there, so even if the internal energy does not increase much in one week, it will still increase rapidly in the long run. The daily internal energy cultivation is smooth and the progress is extremely fast. It is almost as good as practicing the demonic evil skills in the world.
The speed is the same.
When Lin Qingxuan went to fetch water, he saw several third-generation disciples who had only started for two or three years practicing boxing and kicking martial arts. He also used the Tianyan Mirror to observe and reflect, and found that the internal strength of these true disciples was far inferior to his own. This also made Lin Qingxuan
Got some confidence.
He straightened up and looked at the bright light outside the window. Lin Qingxuan frowned slightly. When he opened the door, he was greeted by a biting cold wind.
It was bright outside, the crooked pines and crabapples were covered with white snow, the ground and the house were all silvery white, and the Qinling Mountains in the distance, which were originally brown and black, had also turned into snow-capped mountains.
Somehow the winter plum blossoms in the corner of the courtyard sprouted a few small flowers, trembling in the cold wind, which looked very pleasant.
"It snowed all night?"
It was already the winter month, and although it was not the coldest time, it was several times colder on Zhongnan Mountain than at the bottom of the mountain. The heavy snow made the air solidify.
Lin Qingxuan was wearing a gray jacket with a collar, and only a middle coat under the robe. He was still wearing it in the spring and autumn. When the cold wind blew in his face, he felt that his whole body was freezing. He felt better after adjusting his breathing with Luck, and then went back to the house to get it.
Put on a winter coat that was newly issued by the teacher last month.
The gray Taoist robe was bulging, and he looked like he had gained weight.
Lin Qingxuan saw snow for the first time since he traveled through time. He was so happy that he went to the fire house and borrowed a wooden shovel to sweep away all the snow in the yard and built a big snowman. He made eyes, ears, mouth and nose with stones, and branches.
With both hands, he took off the Haoran scarf on his head and put it on the snowman's head.
After circling around the snowman, Lin Qingxuan smiled and said: "If I put on a Taoist robe again, I might look like a Taoist from a distance."
After saying that, his childlike innocence returned. Lin Qingxuan went back to the house to get an old Taoist robe and put it on the snowman. He tied it carefully, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Not bad, it looks good now."
At the end of the year, things within the teaching become complicated, so Guo Zhirui has been a little busier these days.
He had just been waiting for the real master in the front hall to check the annual offerings sent by disciples from various branches and laymen. He also got a lot of winter supplies, as well as money for cooking Laba porridge, oil fruits, tribute sesame oil and other winter supplies.
, I was happy in my heart. As I walked this way, I was calculating the expenditure allocation for the New Year fire room and the kitchen, and thinking about how much benefit I could get from it.
Unknowingly, he walked into the other courtyard and saw Lin Qingxuan and Snowman. He couldn't help but get angry and cursed: "Qingxuan, you are ignorant, the New Year is approaching, who am I waiting for who is not busy to hit you on the back of the head?
You are here to cheat and fool around, why don't you go chop wood and burn charcoal? There are not enough charcoal fires in the courtyards for the winter, so be careful and I will skin you!"
Lin Qingxuan's good mood was ruined by Guo Zhirui. He frowned and snorted: "Taoist Master Guo, I just built a snowman because I was happy when I saw the snow. Why are you barking and humiliating this poor Taoist?"
Seeing that Lin Qingxuan still dared to talk back, Guo Zhirui became angry and kicked the snowman suddenly. Then he waved his right hand and waved his fat palm towards Lin Qingxuan's face.
Although Lin Qingxuan has only been practicing for more than a month, his progress has exceeded that of an ordinary third-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect in several years. His internal strength has already been matured, and he has already mastered the martial arts of fists, feet, and body movements. Facing Guo Zhirui's palm and steps,
Easily dodged by slipping.
Guo Zhirui has been a beginner for seven or eight years. Although his fists and feet have been somewhat neglected in the past three years, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that Lin Qingxuan's palm with five power levels was dodged by him.
Lin Qingxuan was worried that if Guo Zhirui took action again, he would be unable to help but fight back. Then the secret of possessing Quanzhen martial arts would no longer be kept, so he hurriedly activated the Tianyan Mirror to observe Guo Zhirui's martial arts.
Guo Zhirui's martial arts skills were low. Lin Qingxuan spent 10% of his internal energy in an instant to see through Guo Zhirui's martial arts cultivation through the Tianyan Mirror. His internal strength may be better than his own, but his fist and kick martial arts are full of flaws. Compare this to Sun Buer's experience in Quanzhen Daoge.
It's very shallow.
"How dare you hide!"
Guo Zhirui subconsciously thought that his fists were unfamiliar, and he didn't even think about Lin Qingxuan's martial arts skills. He cursed and rushed forward, grabbing Lin Qingxuan's heart and shoulders with both hands.
In the Quanzhen Dao Song, this move is a mental method to deal with the phrase "The secret whisperer transmits the original enlightenment, and when it comes, it leaves without leaving a trace." When used, the breathing, steps, movements and internal energy are integrated. As the internal energy is practiced, it becomes more and more sophisticated, and the matching moves are
It can also become more powerful.
Guo Zhirui's grabbing to the heart was a killing move, which included three changes of fists, fingers and claws. The grabbing to the shoulder socket was a grappling hand that split muscles and bones. He took action with hatred and left no room. He wanted to break one of Lin Qingxuan's arms to break it.
Show punishment.
Lin Qingxuan's cultivation level of Quanzhen Daoge is far more than five times that of Guo Zhirui's. Although his internal strength is slightly weaker, if he really takes action, he can knock Guo Zhirui to the ground within three moves.
But Lin Qingxuan didn't want to reveal that he had secretly learned the secret of the Quanzhen Sect's Zhenzhuan Xuan Gong. He could only spot the flaw in Guo Zhirui's moves and pretended to be scared, sliding his hands in the air randomly, twisting his body and spreading his legs.
He ran, but because of panic, he slipped on the snow and suddenly fell on his back, just dodging Guo Zhirui's hands.
Lin Qingxuan's body lost balance and was about to fall, so he subconsciously grabbed the air with both hands, and grabbed Guo Zhirui's sleeve with one hand. Then it happened that Guo Zhirui's killer move hit the air and his body lost balance.
Lin Qingxuan pulled him with little strength, but Guo Zhirui's feet flew into the air and he fell into the snowdrift.
Struggling to get up, he felt that his knees, neck and forehead were all sore and uncomfortable. When he looked at Lin Qingxuan, he was stroking his chest and breathing heavily, with a scared expression on his face.
Guo Zhirui secretly cried out that he was unlucky. The severe pain in his body was unbearable and he did not dare to chase Lin Qingxuan any more. He just snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and patted the ice, snow and mud off his body, and limped away.