Chapter three hundred and forty-eight of the realm
After burning the incense, Hong Qigong felt much better. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, the remaining minor injuries are not serious. There is no need to waste your energy!"
Murong Fu's forehead was covered with dense sweat. After hearing this, he took advantage of the situation and stood up. Although he was lucky enough to defeat Hong Qigong, the Six Meridians Divine Sword is a move that consumes a lot of internal energy.
The battle just now didn't last long, but it consumed nearly 50% of his energy. Another 10% was used to heal Hong Qigong's injuries, and the remaining 30% was used to suppress the small particles in his Dantian. Now he said that his inner strength is visible.
It’s not an exaggeration to say the least.
"Good boy, your internal strength is extremely profound. There are no more than five people in this world who have this kind of internal strength, but none of them are as young as you. Your internal strength can't be passed down from generation to generation of the Murong family, right?
?" Hong Qigong glanced at Murong Fu and said with admiration.
Murong Fu was slightly startled, "Can the inner strength still be passed on?"
Hong Qigong rolled his eyes, "Aren't you from the Murong family? Why don't you even know this?"
"I hope my senior can give me some advice!" Murong Fu's face turned slightly red. Among the many martial arts classics of the Murong family, there are naturally many martial arts secrets, but since Wang Yuyan came to Shenhe Village, he has not studied them.
"Go on, don't think that the seniors are older than the younger ones. Aren't you a shabby old man!" Hong Qigong complained quietly, "Generally, sects with deep foundations have this kind of jar secret method. To put it simply, they are the seniors in the sect.
When I realize that my time has come, I select a potential junior and pour my life-long inner energy into his body. Although I can only retain one-tenth or two-tenths of it, it is still a good shortcut!"
"If you just do this, it will easily cause the younger generation of disciples to damage their foundation, or be unwilling to make progress, and will not achieve the expected results at all. Therefore, in the sect, this kind of thing rarely happens."
"Of course, there are also some special skills that can preserve 70% of the pure internal energy when passed on to the next generation. Not to mention passing it down from generation to generation, but it can be done by passing it on to two or three generations. This method can be done easily.
It creates great masters, but it is also very easy for people to go crazy!"
Hong Qigong was talking eloquently and did not look hurt at all.
Murong Fu also gained some knowledge. Although he had heard of the secret technique of body filling, he had never heard of the so-called special technique.
"Speaking of going crazy..." Hong Qigong didn't know what he thought of. His eyes suddenly became sharp. He stared at Murong Fu for a few times and frowned slightly. "There is a faint black air between your eyebrows. I'm afraid you are about to go crazy."
A sign of obsession!"
Murong Fu felt a chill in his heart. This was the second time someone said that he had gone crazy. He had no choice but to smile bitterly and said, "Senior has also noticed it. I wonder if there is any solution for him?"
Hong Qigong pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head, "Maybe there are some methods in the Wudang Mountains and Shaolin Temple!"
"Forget it, let nature take its course for now!" Murong Fu just asked casually, not expecting Hong Qigong to really do anything. In fact, even he himself couldn't tell what his situation was. Ever since the battle on Shenlong Island,
The symptoms began to become severe,
What made Murong Fu uneasy was that the Qingxin Jingqi Art was useless. It was obviously not a simple obsession, so he had no choice but to use all three powers of his body to forcefully suppress the small particles in his Dantian.
"Actually, you don't have to worry. The obsession is nothing more than the desire for quick success and quick gains, and the difficulty in solving knots. I see that your face is full of peach blossoms, and it doesn't look like you have any knots. It's probably because you are eager for quick success and quick gains when practicing, and you will be able to do it slowly in the future.
Come on!" Seeing Murong Fu's brows furrowed, Hong Qigong pondered for a long time, and then said this as both a solution and a comforting word.
Murong Fu smiled casually, "Thank you, senior, I will pay more attention to this!" But he was thinking secretly in his heart, after Guangmingding and his party this time, they had to go to Zhenlong Chess Valley.
It’s really hard to sleep and eat well.
"Since senior is fine, junior and others will say goodbye!" Originally he was very moved by Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but even though Hong Qigong is so talkative now, if he mentioned this rashly
Hong Qigong would never agree to such a request, so after thinking about it, he directly said his farewell words.
"Hehe, that's not possible. You guys just had a good time, and I'm so greedy!" At this time, Feng Qingyang swayed in the distance and came to Murong Fu, saying with a slight smile on his face.
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"This old man is known as the God of Swords, but he didn't expect his body skills to be so good!" Murong Fu felt a little chilled in his heart, but he said with a smile: "Senior is joking. I just had a fight and my internal strength has bottomed out. How can I still be a senior?"
opponent!"
"Hey, hey, hey, you two old men are almost 200 years old together. Why are you so thick-skinned? It's not just bullying the younger ones, but you also want to bully the younger ones and engage in a round of war?" But it was someone who had just walked over.
He listened to the wind, and when he heard Feng Qingyang's invitation to fight, his face immediately became dissatisfied.
Feng Qingyang's face turned slightly red, and he said after a moment of hesitation: "In that case, I don't need to use my internal strength. If possible, I hope to learn Master Murong's innate sword energy."
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment. This was not the first time he heard the words "Innate Sword Qi", but he still hadn't figured out what the Innate Sword Qi was. He couldn't help but ask: "I don't know what the senior said."
What does innate sword energy mean?"
"What? You don't know?" Feng Qingyang glanced at Murong Fu in surprise.
Murong Fu nodded, "This junior really doesn't know!"
Feng Qingyang looked at Murong Fu carefully to make sure that he was not faking, and then slowly said: "It's the white sword energy you used to defeat Old Man Hong just now and see Long Zaitian!"
Murong Fu had already made a guess in his mind and was not surprised. After all, the first two times he heard this name were because of the six-sword-in-one move. "May I ask, senior, what is 'innate sword energy'?"
"The so-called innate sword energy refers to the fusion of extremely pure sword intention and innate internal power. The sword energy emitted is called innate sword energy."
Murong Fu became more and more confused, "Innate internal strength?"
"Boy, have you never heard of innate inner strength?" Hong Qigong interrupted with a surprised look on his face.
Murong Fu shook his head and sighed in his heart. Since he has been practicing martial arts, it can be said that he has always been alone. From where he heard, "I really don't know."
Hong Qigong wanted to say more, but when he opened his mouth, nothing came out.
"Innate internal strength is naturally the internal strength possessed by innate masters!" Before Murong Fu could open his mouth to ask, Feng Qingyang waved his hand, "Innate masters are masters whose internal strength has reached the realm of transformation from heaven to human beings, that is, those in the world today.
A top-notch master!"
Murong Fu nodded thoughtfully, with a vague guess in his mind, and asked: "Is there any realm of martial arts?"
"Haha, you kid, although your martial arts skills are high, you are still a bit young. There are naturally different levels of martial arts, otherwise you would have been in chaos long ago!" Hong Qigong laughed beside him.
Murong Fu looked at the two elders doubtfully, his intention to inquire was obvious.
But Feng Qingyang rolled his eyes, "Don't ask me about this. I don't know much about it. I only know that the transformation of heaven and man is the innate state!"
Murong Fu was a little disappointed at the moment, but he also vaguely understood in his heart that his move was probably not considered innate sword energy at all. He should have innate internal strength, but the sword energy was the sword energy of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, which was nothing at all.
Condensed by the sword's will.
"Okay, the so-called realm is a thing from ancient times. Nowadays, few people in the martial arts know about it. Now let's talk about the competition between the two of us!" Feng Qingyang sighed with a complicated expression.
, and then stared at Murong Fu with burning eyes.
Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat, "Senior, it's better not to give it up. This junior's internal strength is at its lowest now. If we talk about swordsmanship alone, he is definitely no match for senior!"
"Hmph, then you can meditate here to restore your internal strength, I'll be waiting for you!" Feng Qingyang became a little impatient after being pushed away by Murong Fu again and again.
Suddenly, a green shadow flashed in front of Murong Fu, and Tingfeng's clear and sweet voice came out, "Old man, are you very powerful? Let's compare with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chui Xue also walked over to Ting Feng, holding the hilt of the sword in front of his chest with his left hand, as if he would attack if he disagreed.
Murong Fuben was about to call out to the two girls to retreat, but suddenly his heart moved, "Well, these two girls don't know how high the sky is, so I'll ask Senior Sword God to give me some pointers, and I will meditate first to restore my internal strength!"
After saying that, he meditated on the spot, and his exercise skills actually recovered.
Feng Qingyang looked slightly dissatisfied. Those martial arts juniors, especially those who use swords, would not dream of fighting against him in order to understand the way of swordsmanship. However, the young man in front of him was resisting, but thinking of his innate sword
Angry, he looked at the two twin girls with good internal strength, and the unhappiness on Feng Qingyang's face quickly dissipated, "Okay, these two girls are not bad at all, let's just pass the time!"
"Hmph, old man, let's see what's going on!" Tingfeng snorted and moved both hands together. The long sword in his left hand flew out with its sheath, and his right hand struck Feng Qingyang's right chest.
At the same time, Chui Xue and Ting Feng's movements were exactly the same, but the directions were slightly different. The two women were as fast as the wind, and their postures were free and elegant, making Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi, who were standing behind Murong Fu, look envious.
"Good work!" Feng Qingyang, with his white beard fluttering, couldn't help but praise. He didn't dare to be lazy at the moment. He held up a sword finger with both hands and tapped Tingfeng and Chuixue's palms respectively.
The bodies of the two women suddenly stopped as if they had hit a transparent wall. They both felt a stinging pain in their palms. However, the two women were obviously prepared. They shook their free hands at the hilt of the sword that flew out.
Holding it, with a "swipe" sound, two green lights suddenly appeared, the long sword was unsheathed, turned around in the air, flew towards the two women, and also drew towards Feng Qingyang's arms.
"This is...the Dragon Capturing Technique!" Hong Qigong was shaken. He knew this secret skill of the Beggar Clan, but no one in the Beggar Clan had practiced it for nearly a hundred years, including himself.
Thinking that today I saw two little girls from another sect, you can imagine the shock in my heart. (To be continued)