There is a Wuliang Sword Sect on Wuliang Mountain.
In the Tianlong plot, the Wuliang Sword Sect was founded during the Five Dynasties and the Later Tang Dynasty.
In this world of high martial arts, this sword sect was probably founded before the rise of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Later, as the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty continued to expand, the Wuliang Sword Sect had disagreements about the future of the sect, and later gradually split into three sects: East, North, and West.
The three parties meet for a sword fight every five years, and the winner will enter the Sword Lake Palace and become the main faction.
Song Xuan was not interested in the duel of the Wuliang Sword Sect. He pulled Zhong Ling with his divine sword and directly flew the sword across the sky above Jianhu Palace.
Langhuan Paradise is located under a cliff at the back of Wuliang Mountain. Song Xuan explored it with his spiritual consciousness and quickly found the specific location. He raised his hand and grabbed Zhong Ling's arm, and then fell towards the bottom of the cliff.
"ah!!!"
Zhong Ling exclaimed. Different from the previous flight with the sword, this time it was a completely weightless high-speed fall, and below was a terrifying canyon filled with mist and an unknown depth of thousands of feet. If it fell to the ground, it would probably be broken into pieces. One piece?
At the bottom of the canyon is a lake of considerable size. The lake is surrounded by overgrown weeds and the mountain walls are steep. It seems that the surrounding area is sealed.
Song Xuan glanced casually and found the entrance of Langhuan Paradise. With a thought, Zhong Ling floated behind him like a puppet on strings and followed him into a cave.
Walking down the corridor of the cave, Song Xuan soon opened a door, and a stone room appeared inside.
The top of the stone chamber is inlaid with crystal windows. Through the windows, you can see the lake, and you can even see fish and shrimp swimming by. Zhong Ling was amazed by such a strange sight and felt incredible.
"Is this stone chamber built at the bottom of the lake?"
Zhong Ling was shocked, how on earth was this done? It’s totally against common sense!
"Doesn't it look good?" Song Xuan said with a smile: "There is nothing surprising. This world is far from as simple as you imagine. As long as you are strong enough, you can build a palace in the sky without any problem!"
Zhong Ling said in confusion. The more he came into contact with the strange uncle in front of him, the more unfathomable he felt. It seemed that there was nothing he couldn't do in this world.
"Uncle, is this the cave of your gods?"
"No!" Song Xuan shook his head, "This is the secluded place of a secluded sect called Xiaoyao Sect, but it has long been abandoned. I said I would give you a good fortune, and this good fortune is here!"
While the two were talking, they came to another connected stone room along the corridor. As soon as they entered it, they could see a jade sculpture of a beautiful woman in palace clothes standing with a sword.
The lifelike appearance, seen from a distance, is no different from a living person. Not to mention the vivid appearance, there is a faint blush on the face, and the skin is almost the same as that of a normal person.
It has to be said that Wu Yazi is really a master of carving. The level of carving in this hand alone is definitely the best in the world. Song Xuan was used to seeing all kinds of weird things when he traveled all over the world, but this jade still made him feel amazing.
Zhong Ling was even more stunned. It took her a long time to realize that the beautiful woman opposite was just a statue. She couldn't help but sigh, "It's so beautiful!"
She inherited her mother's beauty and thought she looked pretty good, but compared with the beautiful jade carving in front of her, she suddenly felt a little ashamed.
Song Xuan looked around the jade carving for a while and couldn't help but feel speechless.
No matter how beautiful the jade carving is, it is just a dead thing. Wu Yazi is really a joke. He spent many years of hard work to create such a paradise just to express his unrequited love for his junior sister Li Canghai.
As a result, in the end, the junior sister didn't lick her, so she neglected his wife Li Qiushui, and was made a big cuckold.
In the end, he was poisoned by his apprentice Ding Chunqiu. He was poisoned and was thrown into the cliff, leaving no one alive and no ghost. Wu Yazi's life was like a coffee table, full of tragedies!
This also fully verifies the truth - a licking dog will not die well!
There are two futons, one large and one small, under the jade carving. There is a line of words on the smaller futon - Kowtow a thousand times for my encouragement, obey my orders, and die without complaint!
Zhong Ling also saw this sentence and asked curiously: "Uncle, does she want us to kowtow to her?"
Song Xuan nodded, "That's what I mean."
"That knock?"
"Kowtow!"
Song Xuan raised his hand and clapped it, and the smaller futon was broken into pieces, and the silk scroll hidden in it recording the two secrets of Beiming Magic and Lingbo Weibu was directly exposed.
"This is the true technique taught by the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, and it is also the blessing I want to give you!"
Song Xuan raised his hand, and the silk scroll fell into his hand. Most of the silk scroll recorded the Beiming Divine Art, and then he quickly browsed it.
"Zhuangzi" "Xiaoyaoyou" says: "To the north of Qiongfa there is a person who lives in the sea, which is Tianchi." There is Yuyan, which is thousands of miles wide, but no one knows how to cultivate it...
Therefore, the first priority of our martial arts is to accumulate internal strength. Since my inner strength is strong, I can use all the martial arts in the world, just like the Northern Ming Dynasty, I can carry all the big and small boats, no matter how big or small the fish is...
Behind the formula, there are portraits of naked women, standing or lying down, showing their chests, or showing their backs. The faces of the portraits are all ordinary, but they may be happy or sad, or staring with affection, or slightly angry. , with different expressions.
There are thirty-six portraits in total. Each portrait has thin colored lines indicating the acupuncture points and practice techniques. It can be said to be extremely detailed.
As long as your martial arts talent is not too bad, you can always find a portrait that suits you best to practice.
Song Xuan just glanced at it and memorized all the thirty-six exercise routes of Beiming Divine Art. Since the soul was condensed, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has a photographic memory.
He didn't even need to study it specifically. The soul in the ancestral aperture space had already begun to deduce it independently, trying to integrate the Beiming Divine Technique into its own basic technique system.
At the end of the silk scroll, there is a record of an extremely superior Qinggong movement - Lingbo Weibu.
This sect body technique is based on the eighty-eight and sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes. The user follows the directions of the hexagrams in a specific order. Song Xuan gave it a try. The next moment, dozens of his remnants appeared in all directions in the stone room. film.
call out!
Dozens of figures quickly dissipated, and Song Xuan returned to the place again, with a smile on his face.
Not to mention anything else, this Lingbo Microstep, while tossing and turning in a small area, the movement speed is even higher than the Spiral Nine Shadows. It is a movement born for fighting.
Not a loss! This trip is really worthwhile!
Passing the silk scroll to Zhong Ling, "See if you can understand it. If you don't understand anything, ask me!"
Regardless of Zhong Ling's reaction, Song Xuan walked around the jade sculpture twice, then raised his hand and pressed it on the jade sculpture's back.
Click~click~
There were bursts of cracks, and the beautiful jade carving, which could be called an artistic treasure, turned into jade debris all over the sky with a bang.
Amidst the flying jade chips, a slightly yellowed silk scroll fell into Song Xuan's hand.
Four clear large characters caught Song Xuan's eyes.
"Xiaoyao Yufeng!"
