Chapter 136 Leading the Beast to Transform 9

Twenty-nine female descendants of Nianxinke appeared in front of Xiaoqiu through dreams, and what they taught him were not a few sets of bone-forging fists, but countless words, like thousands of butterflies flying at the same time, fluttering into the sky. They come from the ground, each one is so gorgeous that even one cannot be seen clearly.

Xiaoqiu floated in the air, stretched out his arms, and pushed through the dense text as if swimming in water. Occasionally, he would see a few words connected to form a sentence that seemed familiar. Before he could fly over, more words came and drowned the sentence. in.

He wanted to fly to the twenty-nine female descendants and ask about the many secrets of Nianxinke, but there were too many words, blocking the way and covering the direction. No matter how hard he tried, he could not fly out of the fog formed by the words.

He shouted: "Why did you come to me?"

A distant voice replied: "Of course I am looking for you to practice. Get up quickly!"

Xiao Qiu sat up and found Yang Qingyin looking at him angrily, "Do you really think I am my mother? Do you have to wake you up personally?"

"It's already dawn, how come it's so fast? I've just slept for a while." Xiaoqiu got out of bed, her mind was in a trance, there seemed to be words flying in front of her eyes, she turned to look at Yang Qingyin, feeling that she was like a character in a dream, It was so blurry that I couldn't help but reach out to test whether it was true or false.

Yang Qingyin's right arm was slightly bent, her fingers formed into claws, and she hummed coldly. Xiaoqiu finally woke up and hurriedly retracted her arm, "I'm sorry, I, I didn't wake up too much."

Yang Qingyin asked doubtfully: "What are you dreaming about?"

"I can't remember." Xiaoqiu shook his head. Those words gave him a headache. The scene in his dream was like an ink painting immersed in water, which was quickly fading and becoming turbid.

The bald man flew out to play, leaving the five mirrors in place.

Outside the house, Xin Youtao and others were moving out straw mats, tables and other items. Normally, Xiaoqiu would have prepared these things early, so that everyone could start practicing meditation when they arrived.

Xiaoqiu quickly understood where Yang Qingyin's anger came from early in the morning. It had little to do with him sleeping in, but because of Guan Shenyue.

"Someone went to Zhiyong and took away all his things." Zhou Ping said disappointedly. He and the other two disciples used to be Guan Shenyue's companions, so they were most hurt by Guan Shenyue's broken appointment. "They said it was for a discussion with the leader. He was doing well, so he stayed in Wuxing Branch, and said he would come back to visit us in the future, alas.

Xin Youtao was not sentimental at all, "I had expected that he would not come back." The prince glanced at Xiaoqiu, "Everyone should practice hard. As long as we go to Laozu Peak to see him after condensing the elixir, he will not be able to come back to say goodbye. Used.

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"He said he would come back." Zhou Ping said unconfidently.

Yang Qingyin said sternly: "Who cares what? The seven of us left can still defeat those two idiots Shen Shang and Tian Qianmo. Mu Xingqiu, did you go into the Yangshen Peak Patriarch Tower yesterday?"

Xiaoqiu nodded, "I went in, but..."

Several people cheered in unison, but Xin Youtao still had a lukewarm look on his face as he saw through the truth.

"But the Nianxin Department didn't teach me anything. The graphics on the tower wall didn't move this time."

The joy on everyone's faces disappeared, except Yang Qingyin who didn't care. "That's okay. Although Shen Shang is a Taoist priest of the Five Elements, he hasn't used his hands in more than eighty years, even if he hasn't forgotten the spells. He's also dexterous in using them, so let's defeat him from this point. As for Tian Qianmo, he is even more vulnerable. , Mu Xingqiu was able to beat him without the ability to fight back before he even condensed his pills."

Xiaoqiu had a narrow victory that time, but now he is quite confident in defeating Tian Qianmo. "Why don't you teach me the Five Elements spell? If I could also throw fireballs..."

"No." Yang Qingyin firmly refused, "It's OK to teach you some auxiliary spells, but not offensive spells. The attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are different. You have to go to the Five Elements Department to get tested to see which one your inner elixir is most suitable for. kind."

Xiaoqiu hoped to find something to rekindle everyone's confidence, and suddenly remembered, "The talisman armor! The princess sent it yesterday."

After a while, all seven people put on their armor and looked at each other. Some frowned and some wanted to laugh.

"It's so ugly." Yang Qingyin said. Her long hair was loose, and the dragon-eye helmet on her head looked particularly weird.

"It's light and thin, will it work?" Zhou Ping finally squeezed into a pair of silver armor, leaving more than half of his body uncovered.

Xin Youtao said angrily: "You guys are really ignorant. The Baiwash Silver Armor and Dragon Eye Helmet are the treasures of Longbinhui. There are only a few dozen pairs in the entire Xijie Kingdom. The talismans attached to them are the most durable and can block powerful spells." …”

"Really?" Yang Qingyin asked, and as she spoke, she fired a ball of fire, hitting the prince's chest.

This time everyone finally believed that the armor on their bodies was a treasure, and their confidence immediately increased. Although Shen Shang's cultivation was much higher than that of Yang Qingyin, as long as they blocked a few spells, the possibility of the seven people defeating him and Tian Qianmo would be greatly increased.

Baldy just happened to fly back and saw that everyone had a helmet, so he shouted for one too. Guan Shenyue was not around, so there happened to be a pair of armor left. Xiaoqiu took out the dragon eye helmet and put it on Baldy, so that everyone was dressed up. That's almost it.

"Be careful." Xin Youtao felt distressed. He wanted to stop Zhou Ping and others from playing, grabbed a strand of Bald Man's hair to prevent him from flying around in the grass, and signaled Yang Qingyin not to fire any more fireballs. Time was running out, "This armor is priceless. It has to be sent back to Xijie City later, so don't damage it. Everyone should learn from Xiao Qingtao and stand still after putting it on..."

Everyone got tired of playing and put the talisman armor back into the box. Yang Qingyin was in a good mood. "It turns out that the talisman is also useful. Everyone keep your mouth shut and don't let Shen Shang and Tian Qianmo prepare."

Xin Youtao closed the lid of the box and winked at Xiaoqiu, indicating that this secret could not be kept at all. Although the two had not talked privately, Xiaoqiu guessed from his expression that the welcoming talisman took effect yesterday.

Although they were happy, they had to continue practicing. Several kinds of medicinal incense were lit, and everyone sat on the straw mat to meditate. Yang Qingyin patrolled back and forth. Her chanting skills were very poor, but it was better than nothing, and no one cared.

Usually, the morning meditation lasted for two hours. During this time, the bald man would run to play with the golden-tailed horse, and Yang Qingyin would often be lazy. Or go to the pond to be in a daze, or wander around nearby, or find a comfortable piece of grass to sleep. No one knew how she practiced every day.

Except that Guan Shenyue didn't come, there was nothing special about this day. Yang Qingyin walked in the sea of ​​grass and flowers, posing in various postures like dancing. Ordinary people would say she was crazy, and the disciples on the mountain would think she was practicing in a strange way. Only Xiaoqiu and others knew that her movements were actually casual. There was no meaning.

Halfway through the time of meditation, it was the quietest time in the Horse Herding Valley. A sharp cry suddenly sounded, and the horses were scared and ran away. The bald man fell from the sky. Yang Qingyin's face suddenly changed, and she ran back to the open space in front of the house in a few steps.

"Who?" She asked sternly, and she knew the answer from the faces of everyone, "Mu Xingqiu? What are you doing? Are you possessed by Guan Shenyue?"

It was indeed Xiaoqiu who screamed. Looking at the frightened companions, he didn't feel sorry at all, but was excited, "I understand. I understand!"

"Understand what?" Yang Qingyin was puzzled.

Xiaoqiu didn't want to answer, his mind was full of flying words, he knew he had to write them down quickly, and got up and ran to the bedroom. He moved the mirrors on the table to the bed, spread out the paper and held the pen, his hands were shaking with excitement. He took a deep breath to calm down, dipped the ink and started writing.

This scream scared everyone, and it took a while to recover. The whole morning of meditation and the smell of medicine were all wasted. Xiao Qingtao asked worriedly: "What happened to Brother Xiaoqiu?"

"This is not like him." Zhou Ping said worriedly.

Yang Qingyin couldn't tell the reason, "Don't bother him."

There was a rustling sound in the nearby bushes, Yang Qingyin stretched out her hand and a head flew over, "You are not allowed to go either."

The bald man struggled twice and gave up, "Brother Xiaoqiu was a little strange last night, he was not honest when he slept, he stretched out his hands and fiddled in the air, and he always said some strange things."

"What did he say?"

The bald man thought for a while with a frown, "I don't remember, I didn't understand a word."

Xin Youtao could always see the conspiracy, clapping his hands, "Oh no, it must be Sun Yulu who took the opportunity to cast some spell on Mu Xinglai, just like Shen Zhun, trying to make him possessed!"

The argument outside had no effect on Xiaoqiu. He was writing furiously in the room, and soon there was not enough paper. He simply pushed away all the decorations and used the table as paper to continue writing.

He wrote slowly, and his handwriting was quite childish, but he was very serious, writing every stroke, except occasionally grinding ink and dipping ink, he never looked up.

After a full hour, he finally finished writing. A pile of paper, the entire desktop and a small wall, there were about three or four thousand words.

Xiaoqiu threw the brush on the ground, satisfied, walked to the door and said to the puzzled companions: "Come and have a look."

He didn't look like he was possessed by a demon, nor did he mean to be crazy. Yang Qingyin took the lead, and several people walked into the room, some took papers, or looked at the desktop and wall, and read the words carefully, but they didn't understand the meaning. Only the bald man kept nodding in the air, and hummed from time to time, as if he understood it.

"What is this?"

"It looks like a set of exercises."

Several people turned their eyes to Xiaoqiu.

"The boxing formula taught to me by the successor of the Nianxin Department." Xiaoqiu said affirmatively.

"Didn't you say they didn't move?"

"They came to me in my dreams. .ka.cｍ No, I got these words when I was meditating in the ancestral tower, but I didn't notice them at the time. The words appeared in my dream last night, but they were a mess. When I was meditating today, they finally took shape."

Xiao Qiu pointed to a paragraph of words on the wall, "Look, this is the method of turtle breathing and dragon leaping. I have been practicing it, and you have been practicing it these days." His fingers moved, introducing each paragraph of words, "Crane Soaring Method, Tiger Crouching Method, Lion Roaring Method, Leopard Protruding Method, Scale Hiding Method, Phoenix Hiding Method, Bear Dancing Method, a total of nine kinds."

"All wild beasts." Zhou Ping said casually, still not understanding what was special about them.

"That's right!" Xiao Qiu shouted, "The original name of the Bone Forging Fist was not this name, it was called 'Leading the Beast Nine Transformations', which can form a powerful fist formation. It is clearly recorded here that the fist method originated from--" Xiao Qiu pointed to the line of words and was stunned. He was busy writing and ignored some of the specific content.

"This boxing technique originated from the ancient demon tribe." Yang Qingyin read it for him.

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