Chapter 9 Extraordinary Acupoints Outside the Classics (New Book Please Support, Please Recommend Tickets

After half a day, Yin Yang, who had gone somewhere, finally returned. I brought a few huge packages, including food, clothing, spices, etc., enough for several years. However, his face was gloomy, and it was several times uglier than when he left.

Back in the carriage, for the first time, he didn't hide anything. Call Chuxue into the carriage together, and straight to the point in front of Zongshou.

"I have been hiding it for so many days, and now that the situation is dangerous and unpredictable, Yin Yang no longer dares to lie to the prince. In fact, there has been no news from your majesty for several months. I just went to find someone to inquire about it. It was said that half a month ago, someone witnessed it with my own eyes. Your majesty I was forced into the sunken sea of ​​clouds."

There was a soft bang in the carriage, and Chuxue accidentally knocked over the teacup next to her, leaving all blood on her face.

Zong Shou narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Where he is now is the cloud land in the east of the cloud world, suspended above the sea of ​​clouds. With a radius of twelve million miles, it is one of the five largest continents in the cloud world.

The sea of ​​sunken clouds is in the south of Yunlu in the east. According to ancient legends, there are many mysterious differences here. No matter whether humans or beasts enter, they will surely die.

Ten thousand years later, the mystery of this place has long been discovered. But at this time, this sunken sea of ​​clouds is still a place of death.

Especially when the psychic energy has not yet exploded, except for those ancient figures in the cloud world, no one can go deep into it.

No wonder that cousin has the guts. Into the sunken sea of ​​clouds, life is indeed slim.

Chuxue calmed down a bit, then gritted her teeth, and insisted: "It's just sinking into the sea of ​​clouds. With the ability of the king, it may not be impossible to come out from there!"

Yin Yang glanced at her indifferently, and ignored her: "Your Majesty is not a short-lived person, and Yin Yang is well aware of his methods. The problem is that right now, there is a battle for the throne of Tianshan Mountain. Several brothers, nephews and nephews of Your Majesty, all He is an ambitious person. For example, that Zongyu—"

Chuxue suffocated, and stopped arguing, she frowned and said, "Isn't it just to fight for the master of Qiantian Mountain? The big deal is that the young master shouldn't be the son of this world!"

"But if you can't borrow the power of Qian Tianshan, how will the son deal with those mortal enemies of the king in the future?" Yin Yang sneered, clenched his fists, and the tiger's eyes were full of cold murderous intent.

"I, Yin Yang, keep my word. I promised my lord that I would protect my son for the rest of his life and inherit the position of Demon King of Qiantian Mountain. Then even if there is no place to die, I don't want to break my oath! In short, I can't stay here for long. Before your Majesty left, he ordered the two of us to escort the eldest son to the Lingyun Sect. Now that I think about it, I should have expected it. As long as I arrive at Danling Mountain one day earlier, everything will be safe! Danling Mountain has strict rules and regulations. Linhai Academy is different. This trip is even more dangerous, so please invite your son, just be prepared!"

Chuxue breathed a sigh of relief, and then hesitation appeared in his eyes: "Let's go now? Just now, the young master and I met Zong Yu. That Li Lingli is also there. Maybe his brothers and sisters also participated—"

Before he finished speaking, Yin Yang waved his sleeves again and interrupted forcefully: "Now it's just Zong Yu and Li brothers. After staying for a few days, those people with ulterior motives will come here. It will be even more difficult to step out of this place." One step from the ancient spirit set!"

Between the words, there is no doubt about it. This Yin Yang acted vigorously and resolutely. Immediately got up and stepped out of the car.

Chuxue's expression fluctuated for a while. It wasn't until the cloud-turning cart rose into the air again that he said with a dejected expression: "It was Xue'er who harmed the young master! If I had known this, I might as well have let the young master stay in Linhai Academy."

But Zong Shou has completely looked away, and smiled as if it had nothing to do with him. On the contrary, he was a little worried about Chuxue.

His father, at this time, asked people to pick him up from Linhai Academy, probably because he believed that the strength of this academy was far from enough to protect him, which shows how strong the enemy is.

Zong Shou didn't care much about the throne of the son. He also thought about giving up the throne and letting his cousins ​​fight for it.

Just listening to Yin Yang's words, this method does not seem to be a good strategy. There is no other way out except to take the risk of fleeing to Nadanling Mountain.

In short, it is unavoidable, and you have to walk through the tip of the knife.

In comparison, his father's identity made him care more.

This Qiantian Mountain was once one of the holy places of the monster race. After the eruption of psychic energy, it still rules over millions of monster races that border Yunlu on the east and west on the west.

I just vaguely remember that in the past few decades in Tianshan Mountain, several demon kings have changed like a revolving lantern.

There really isn't a single standout among them. And those heroes who appeared one after another in the God Emperor's century are really too dazzling.

So much so that Qiantian Mountain became a blind spot in his memory, and he didn't even know the names of those demon kings.

Not to mention, the characters before the God Emperor Century.

These days, I can barely recall that there was indeed a Tianhu clan in the cloud world ten thousand years ago, who was once extremely famous.

But without new clues, it's really hard to tell which demon king my 'father' is.

Chuxue was still sitting by the side, frowning. Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, and silently took out a mouthful of the Willow Leaf Talisman Knife, which twirled on his five fingertips like a fluttering butterfly. It is as thin as a cicada's wing, but it has a lot of weight, which is completely different from the feeling of the iron wood flying knife.

On the blade, the engraved runes are similar to the Songwen Fengjian he bought. One is 'speed' and the other is 'sharp'.

When the knife is fired, the speed is faster and the blade tip is sharper. If there is any difference, it has been improved after 13,000 years. The effect it achieves is far beyond this era.

In addition, some lines are added, which are completely useless and will not affect the efficacy, making it difficult for people to penetrate the true mystery of this talisman.

As soon as he took the talisman knife in his hand, Zong Shou already felt that the spirit forger enshrined in Baobing Pavilion was really extraordinary. The length is exactly the same, and the amount of blood copper added is just right, like blood vessels, distributed inside. The psionic pattern on the blade is even more meticulous.

Continue to rotate until the shape, center of gravity, weight, and thickness of the knife are all clear to the chest. The flying sword glow suddenly stopped.

This is also one of the key points of the Liushen Sword Controlling Technique, if you don't know the flying knife in your hand, you can really know it like the palm of your hand. And how can he shoot a life-threatening knife with a hundred hits?

The best way is to forge it yourself. However, the current conditions are obviously not very realistic, so they can only make do with it.

The handle of the knife faces outward, and the tip of the knife faces inward, facing the palm of the hand. Zong Shou just held it empty and sat quietly with his eyes closed. A trace of true energy was input into the blade, and passed through those red copper veins, turning back from the inside.

At this time, in his body, besides the sea of ​​qi and the tire wheel, four acupoints were opened up each. On the right arm and left chest, there are five brighter light spots, independent of the nine chakras of the body channels.

This is the extraordinary acupoint outside the Jingwai, and its attribute is wind. Later generations of medical books named them Lingchi, Luantai, Fengxia, Zhenming and Guanfeng. From the four holes of the tire wheel, after opening. The essence taken out from the cyan spar was used by Zong Shou to impact the five strange points.

But at this moment, not only has it been opened up, but it is also full of true energy transformed from the essence of the wind beast. The amount stored in almost every odd hole far exceeds the circulating 'qi' in the tire wheel.

This is also a thaumaturgy that he found in later generations to open up strange acupuncture points to increase his strength.

The Liushen Sword Control Technique uses Qi to control the sword and spirit to nourish the blade.

He is still far from being able to do the latter, but with the true qi stored in these five strange points, he can barely do the former, using qi to control the sword.

The traces of true energy are continuously poured into the circulation. In just a moment, Zong Shou suddenly felt a bit of spirituality for the knife in his hand.

Let's stop here for now, and replace it with another throwing knife. With his current state, it is absolutely impossible for him to use his spirit to support the blade, to command it like an arm, to move as he pleases.

In just half an hour, the cloud-turning cart under him had already passed through the Ancient Spirit Collection and was galloping across the wilderness again.

The scenery outside the window flew by quickly, and several figures standing on the hills in the distance also jumped into his field of vision.

Feeling a sharp pain between his eyebrows, Zong Shou temporarily put down the knife in his hand and looked out the window.

"It's Zong Yu and the Li brothers, huh? Xue'er, do you know who they are?"

Beside Zong Yu, there was another old man at this moment. Withered and thin, with a long sword on his body, his hands are like bird claws.

Chuxue had noticed the figure outside long before him. At this moment, the pupils suddenly shrank into a needle shape.

"That's Uvi, the fierce sword Uvi!"