Chapter 114 Beiming Divine Skill

Chapter 114 Beiming Divine Skill

Chapter 114 Beiming Divine Skill
tenth day.

On the altar, three tall incense sticks were burning, and wisps of smoke were rising.

The "Divine Art of the North Sea" was spread out on the ground.

The left page reveals the first diagram, with beautiful regular script marking densely packed acupuncture points, qi and blood circulation directions, and key points. The right page contains extremely detailed formulas and tips.

"The hand Shaoyin lung meridian to the Ren meridian is the foundation of the Beiming magic skill."

"Among them, Shaoshang acupoint on the thumb and Tanzhong acupoint between the two nipples are the most important of the important ones. The former is for taking, while the latter is for storing. Humans have four seas: the stomach is the sea of ​​food and water, Tanzhong is the sea of ​​qi, the brain is the sea of ​​thoughts, and Chongmai is the sea of ​​the twelve meridians."

"Eating food and water and storing it in the stomach is something that babies can do at birth, without the need for training. Using Shaoshang to take people's internal energy and store it in the Qi Sea is something that only the authentic Beiming Shengong of the Xiaoyao School can do. People eat food and water, but within a day, it will all be excreted. I take people's internal energy, and store it as much as I can. It will not be excreted, and it will accumulate more and more, just like the huge pond in the Tianchi of the Beiming Sea, which can float a Kun thousands of miles away..."

The young man sat cross-legged on a cushion, with his white robe pulled down to his waist, revealing the snow-white tendons on his upper body.

His eyes were closed tightly, and behind him there was a faint white mist rising like a halo.

Lan Hao stood outside the door, holding the volume of "Liang Yi Yin Yang Jing" in his hand, raising the white jade wine gourd, and the golden liquid shot into his throat like an arrow. He looked back at Zhang Yu in Xuanyue Temple and nodded slightly.

"In just five days, he has been able to glimpse the secrets of martial arts. He is considered a martial arts genius."

"Looking at its meaning, it is like the bright moon in the sky."

"Maybe one day he can become a Grandmaster."

Zhang Yu entered a state of emptiness and clarity at this time. In the golden pool of dantian, the purple-gold lotus seed, after being watered with internal force countless times, finally blossomed into a purple-gold lotus.

The jade lotus and golden lotus are lifelike.

"Wild horses, dust, living things blowing each other with their breath..."

He raised his hands and formed seals in the air. Two strands of energy flowed in from the Shaoshang acupoint, rushed into the Shaoyin lung meridian, and met at the Tanzhong acupoint. They intertwined and entangled, repeating over and over again, gradually forming a vortex...

There is a big difficulty in practicing the Beiming Divine Art.

This skill originally was the stars in the sky.

If the practitioner himself has no internal strength foundation and no master to teach him skills, he will not even be able to "leap up a few feet and soar between the weeds" at the beginning, let alone climb to the sky.

If one already has profound internal skills, one must have learned a lot of tricks and techniques, but must forget them all before one can abandon the old ladder and step into the blue sky, "soaring up to 90,000 miles, breaking through the clouds and carrying the blue sky."

Compared with later generations, it is like an old Confucian who has studied the theories of sages for half his life. If you ask him to completely forget the details and use his trained thinking and cultural background to truly accept the innovative ideas that are contrary to those of his predecessors, and to integrate them into his mind, it is extremely difficult.

This is just the first hurdle in practicing the Bei Ming Divine Art, which is enough to keep most people in the martial arts world out.

Fortunately, Zhang Yu has a green jade ring, which allows him to enter the state of cultivation of "embracing the Yuan and keeping the One, with a clear mind" at any time.

After a few days, when the green jade ring almost cut off his left thumb, he finally condensed a vortex of cyclone above the golden pool's dantian, frantically devouring all the internal energy he could find in his body.

The internal force cultivated by Feiyun Divine Art flows into the vortex through the eight extraordinary meridians and is quickly converted into Beiming True Qi.

The vortex above the Dantian is like a celestial bowl, and the transformed Beiming true qi is poured onto the purple gold lotus, making the texture of its branches and leaves clearer.

This is how you get started.

It has only been ten days since I entered Xuanyue Temple.

His internal strength had broken through to the Qi Hai Jing level, and he had also acquired peerless martial arts such as the "Bei Ming Divine Art". His strength had improved rapidly and was no longer the same as before.

In the martial arts world, not to mention the super-powerful sword techniques like "Nine Swords of Dugu", just judging by the realm of internal strength, the Qi Hai Jing is a third-rate master, the Hou Tian realm is a second-rate master, and the Xian Tian realm is a first-rate master.

"The Qi Hai Jing can barely stand on its own in the martial arts world."

Whether facing Tong Baixiong's respect or Miss Ren's solicitation, he did not lose his head. In this world of martial arts, the most important thing he could rely on to deal with the coming bloody storm was only his own martial arts strength.

"Only if you are strong enough can you move forward and backward freely." "From a cult soldier to a small leader with one line, until today, in this Jianghu drama, I can barely be considered a supporting role."

In his mind, he used this metaphor to describe his own experience, and he felt more secure and at ease.

Zhang Yu comprehended the circulation of Bei Ming Zhen Qi for a long time before he opened his eyes and exhaled three feet of turbid air.

Lan Hao looked at him and said, "Can we go out now?"

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Brother Lan, don't you want to stay in Xuanyue Temple for half a year? I think so too."

He saw that this place was secluded and quiet, and was quite suitable for practicing martial arts in seclusion, and he really didn't want to leave.

Lan Hao snorted coldly, turned around and looked outside the temple, and stopped talking.

He is now in a state of panic, like a tiger trapped in plain water or a dragon swimming in shallow water. He has almost no internal strength left, and occasionally opening the floodgates to release the water would bring him great risks.

It would be difficult for him to escape from the Jinyiwei's trap by himself without the internal energy to perform lightness skills.

Zhang Yu stood up, put on a white robe, tied a belt, hung the Ziwei Sword on his waist, and stepped out of the Xuanyue Temple. He patted Lan Hao on the back of his waist and said with a smile: "Let's go, Brother Lan, I will protect you and help you get out of Qingniu Mountain."

"rude!"

Lan Hao glared at Zhang Yu and raised his palm to strike, but then he remembered that he couldn't use his internal energy. So he might not be able to defeat Zhang Yu, who had superb martial arts skills, hidden weapons, internal energy, and the Purple Star Sword in his hand.

"Humph!"

Lan Hao put down his hand and saw that Zhang Yu had already walked to the side of the stone forest, so he followed him.

The two walked into the misty stone forest.

It was noon, the sun was high in the sky, and the sun was scorching hot.

On the plain in front of Qingniu Mountain, flags were waving, people were shouting, and horses were neighing.

The troops of Shaanxi Dusi are in the process of evacuating their camp. According to the imperial system, they are only under the control of the Ministry of War.

This time, in order to befriend the Jinyiwei, the chief officer of the Dusi mobilized 5,000 soldiers in the name of Xia Cao to participate in the encirclement and suppression of Qingniu Mountain, which had taken a huge risk.

On the wasteland, two giants of the Jinyiwei wearing red python robes stopped their horses and looked at the soldiers of the Dusi who were leaving the camp with gloomy faces. One of them turned his head to look at the rolling black mountains behind him and said in a cold voice.

"Captain Wei, do you think he is still in Qingniu Mountain?"

Wei Qianxing knew that the pacification envoy was openly seeking his opinion, and he had already made up his mind that the serious criminal who had escaped from his hands this time would inevitably be punished, so he had to rely on him to say a few words.

"According to the adults, he came to Guanzhong to find a Taoist temple. These days, we searched the 200-li Qingniu Mountain from south to north, and found only two mountain temples and land temples that had been abandoned for many years, but no Taoist temple. Perhaps... that person has left."

Liu Zhenfu, who came from the capital, looked at the fluttering flags of the Qianhu Division and nodded, saying, "The Jinyiwei troops in Guanzhong cannot waste time here and leave other places defenseless. I think we should stop at Qingniu Mountain."

Wei Qianxing couldn't help but ask: "Liu Zhenfu, should you reveal this person's identity to us?"

"This is top secret. You are only responsible for participating in the encirclement and pursuit, and have nothing to do with this matter. If you really want to know, just write to the commander directly."

The man riding the red python turned his horse and headed towards the city of Xi'an, leaving the garrison commander behind. Wei Qianxing was already in his sixties and had been in Guanzhong for many years without making any notable achievements. This time, he was too greedy for merit and too reckless, and missed a great opportunity.

In his mind, this position of garrison commander was the height of his career, so there was no need to give him any more face.

A captain of the Jinyiwei came over and asked, "Sir, should we withdraw?"

Wei Qianxing was riding on his horse, silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "The troops guarding Qianhu Mansion will withdraw from Qingniu Mountain, and will ambush in the vicinity of Qingniu Mountain and in the direction of Xi'an Prefecture and Tongguan Road."

This is his last chance.

(End of this chapter)