Chapter 180 Mysterious Technique

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"I've made up my mind, I don't need to say more." Dongfang Muxue turned her head away, resolutely stopped looking at Qu Feiyan.

Qu Feiyan smiled sadly: "Okay, since Master wants to do this, Feifei will definitely listen to Master's words."

Song Qingshu's whole heart was on how to restore his power, and he didn't understand the mysterious conversation between the two. Looking at Qu Feiyan's sullen expression, he was confused: It's not just to protect me for a while, as for this What?

"You said so much, can you tell me first, where exactly is that place?" Song Qingshu said depressedly.

Dongfang Muxue looked at the west, and faintly spit out a few words: "Ningma Temple."

"Ningma Temple, Jiu Mozhi's old nest?" Song Qingshu was stunned, thinking, is there any way to help me recover my skills?

"That's right," Dongfang Muxue nodded lightly and continued to explain, "I've thought about it, only an ancient practice in Tibetan Tantra can solve your current physical problems."

"What kind of exercises?" Song Qingshu's mind kept flashing in the mind of Jin Yong's tantric martial arts, the flame knife, the dragon and elephant prajna, the Mahamudra... all seem to be all right, could it be tantric yoga?

"You will naturally know when you get there," Dongfang Muxue's blushing flashed away, "If there is a dispute between the following countries today, three of the four major sects of Tibetan esoteric Buddhism have all turned to Mongolia, and Phagpa of Nalanda Temple has become Temujin. The guest of honor, King Jinlun of the King Kong Sect has flourished under Kublai Khan, and Sanjay of the Shinyan Sect is also a confidant of Brother Alibu. These three factions are tantamount to throwing themselves into the net."

"In this way, only Nyingma Temple is left. Ningma Temple is the oldest and longest-standing school of Tantric Buddhism. I don't know if the other three schools of Kungfu I'm talking about exist, but Nyingma Temple definitely does. Kumozhi, who came from the temple, has a good relationship with you, plus the alliance between Tubo and the Manchus, if you go to the door, I think they will not die."

"That's just a nodding acquaintance," Song Qingshu felt cheated, "According to what you said, if that practice can really restore my power, it must be very precious. You people in the martial arts have one of the biggest problems. Even if I like to treasure my broom, I would rather lose it than pass it on to outsiders. As a person from the Central Plains, I am not related to them, so how could they possibly teach me the secret teachings of esoteric Buddhism?"

"If you ask them to pass on the flaming knife or something, they will naturally ignore you," Dongfang Muxue said with a smile, "but that practice is different. Although it is said to be more precious than the flaming knife, they never Don't hide your secrets. A big reason is that this practice method is easy to learn and difficult to master, and unless you practice it to the highest level, the more profound the skill, the easier it is to go crazy and die. For thousands of years, I have never heard of anyone who can do it. This practice is truly accomplished. With the passage of time, fewer and fewer people know this practice. Due to the lessons learned from the past, few disciples of the later generations of Tantra are willing to practice it, making this practice almost become a practice of Tantra. ."

"You asked me to practice a practice that is destined to kill people, isn't that tricking me," Song Qingshu smacked his tongue and looked at Dongfang Muxue angrily, "I am very self-aware, although I usually Confident, but never underestimate the amazing people in the vast history. The tantric disciples who chose to practice this practice must have many people with great wisdom, but none of them can practice it. I How can He De He Neng, and can there be an exception?"

"I know the situation in your body best. If you don't find a cure in time, you will inevitably explode and die within a year or two. Although that practice is dangerous, it still has a chance of life. You won't necessarily die if you practice it. , if you don't practice, you will surely die, you choose." Dongfang Muxue sneered.

"I didn't expect that the problem of drinking poison to quench thirst would actually come across me," Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, looking up at Dongfang Muxue, "If I choose not to practice, will I be useless to you if I choose not to practice?"

"That's right," Dongfang Muxue replied simply, with a rather indifferent expression, "Ren Woxing is now colluding with Ming Jiao Zhang Wuji, and I am seriously injured and need help urgently. The reason why I am willing to do my best to help you restore your power is because I saw your potential and knew that you could help me in the future, if you don't want to take the risk..." Dongfang Muxue was silent for a while, then said, "I will not kill you if I remember my past friendship, and I will leave it alone."

"It's not my character to sit still." Thinking of those he loves, and those he hates, Song Qingshu sometimes even has an illusion: If a devil appears in front of him and is willing to make a deal with him, he will not hesitate to do so. Selling souls for strength...

"Although I know it's an aggressive method, I have to say that it really works." Song Qingshu looked at Dongfang Muxue, "You won, when will I leave?"

The corners of Dongfang Muxue's mouth were slightly upturned, but she quickly concealed the past: "Actually, the biggest problem is not whether you want to learn, but whether they want to teach. Although I have analyzed the history of Tantra, I infer that they taught you. The possibility is more than half, but the world is unpredictable, and the remaining half still needs your own chance."

"Buddha saves people who are destined, I understand," Song Qingshu smiled, "I think I have a lot of fate with Buddha."

"Okay, since the first time I saw you, you've been surprising me, and I hope you can continue this time." Dongfang Muxue stood up, pointed at Qu Feiyan, and said, "This trip to Tibet is a long way, and You are in serious danger, and you are injured internally, so it is up to Feifei to protect you. She is my direct disciple, although due to her age, she is not an opponent of some long-established masters in the arena, but it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people."

"I also hope that Feifei girl will take care of you."

Being protected by this delicate girl in front of her, Song Qingshu could hardly be happy.

"Young Master Song is very polite. Since it is Master's order, you must do your best." After so long, Qu Feiyan's mood finally stabilized.

Seeing Song Qingshu's dejected expression, Dongfang Muxue decided to stimulate him with a piece of good news: "Actually, you don't need to be so troubled, although that kung fu is a bit mysterious, but even if you can't train to the realm of mastery, in the end you will go into trouble and die. Before, you could at least be free for a decade or two, and you can make money no matter what."

"You didn't say it sooner!" Song Qingshu's eyes really brightened. Since he can extend his lifespan by several decades, do he still need to struggle?

When Song Qingshu returned to the room, Zhong Ling was lying on the table in a daze. Seeing him come in, Zhong Ling looked behind him and asked cautiously, "Isn't Lan Fenghuang suspicious?"

"They already know that you are cheating." Song Qingshu was amused when she saw her quail-like appearance, and decided to make fun of her.

"Ah, how did she know that?" Zhong Ling's face was pale, and she thought to herself that she was so well prepared, why did she still fail...

"I said it." Seeing her apricot eyes slightly opened and her nose bulging with anger, Song Qingshu quickly explained, "If you don't say that, you'll be thrown into the snake cave." He said something.

"Sure enough, it is the most poisonous woman's heart." Zhong Lingqi was in a hurry, thinking how could Lan Fenghuang be so untrustworthy, he clearly agreed that he would be thrown into the snake cave if he didn't accompany Song Qingshu. After doing things according to the agreement, who knows that after spending the night with Song Qingshu, he still cannot escape the fate of being buried in the kiss of snakes.

"It's very simple, since you don't have the ability to make rules, you have to follow the rules made by the strong," Song Qingshu seemed to see what Zhong Ling was thinking, and said directly, "By the way, now you have two ways to go, one is to join the five Poison sect, become their own people, and the second is..." Song Qingshu paused, and spit out a cold word: "Death."

"A fool would choose to die. In fact, the Five Poisons Sect is very interesting." Still afraid that Song Qingshu would not believe this was her true opinion, Zhong Ling quickly took out a small green snake from the cloth bag around his waist, "Here, Brother Song, this I just grabbed it while I was shopping outside, hey, if the Lightning Mink is still there, I can have a full meal again." As he spoke, his face darkened.

"Okay, during this time, you stay at the Five Poison Sect and Lan Phoenix to exchange your experience in raising snakes, and by the way, learn some skills, so that you will not need someone to save you when you encounter the Crane in the Clouds and the like, not every time. Good luck." Song Qingshu felt that Zhong Ling was a strange creature, on the one hand it was like playing with snakes, and on the other hand, he was afraid of the snake cave to death.

"Where is Big Brother Song going?" Zhong Ling couldn't help but stunned when he heard the meaning in his tone.

"I'm going to Tibet." Song Qingshu finally packed up and felt that there was nothing to hide, so he told her directly.

"I'll accompany you too!" Zhong Ling said hurriedly, thinking what would happen if Big Brother Song just left and Lan Phoenix came to bully me...

"Do you think you are traveling?" Song Qingshu shook his head, "This trip is difficult, your martial arts are too poor, we don't have the energy to take care of you."

"Don't look down on people. If the Lightning Mink hadn't been lost, I'd let it out to bite you now." Zhong Ling pouted and was despised in person, even if she was naive and romantic, she was still a little unhappy.

"Just let her accompany you." Song Qingshu wanted to say more, but suddenly Dongfang Muxue's voice came. When she turned around, she saw Qu Feiyan walking in.

"But..." In order to avoid hurting Zhong Ling's self-esteem, Song Qingshu didn't say anything specific, but he believed that Dongfang Muxue understood what he meant.

"It's not a big problem, just let Feifei take care of it by the way," Dongfang Muxue's face was very strange, "After arriving in Tubo, she can play a very crucial role."

"It's a pity that you don't become a god." Song Qingshu tilted his head and looked at Dongfang Muxue for a while, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Why?" Dongfang Muxue was taken aback.

"Because since today, you've always been half-spoken, and you've been making a fool of yourself." Song Qingshu's teeth itch with hatred.

"There are some things you don't want to say, and there are some things you can't say. You will naturally understand my difficulties when the time comes." Dongfang Muxue said meaningfully.

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