Chapter 62: The Female Ancestor's Bone-Forging Fist

The image of a woman on the tower wall was actually demonstrating the bone-forging fist. Xiaoqiu was really shocked. He did not enter the pure state of imagination and immediately looked away to avoid the call of the nameless department. Ye Yan )

He was very annoyed and didn't look at the tower wall again - Xiaoqiu from Yelin Town could catch fish in the river and birds in the tree, and Mu Xingqiu from Pangshan Daotong could fight and fight. What was there about him that looked like a girl? Why did he attract this department?

Next to it was the Forbidden Secret Department. There were still only three disciples in the area. Fangfang had completely entered the state of imagination. Xiaoqiu didn't bother her. He looked at the tower wall with some envy - it was really a blessing to get the inheritance he longed for.

Xiaoqiu suddenly opened his eyes wide. The tower wall of the Forbidden Secret Department actually showed pictures and texts! He had walked around twice before, but there was no response at all.

Not only that, the entire tower wall was opening to him, and the dense pictures and texts seemed to be flickering like stars in the sky. He had seen this scene on the last day of thinking about his ancestors, but it only lasted for a very short time.

What surprised Xiaoqiu the most was that he didn't even enter the state of meditation this time. Looking around, he was the only one awake among hundreds of disciples. It seemed that the only ones who could see all the pictures and texts like him were the two female teachers.

Xiaoqiu walked slowly forward. Teacher Lin was not there. He decided to hide his peculiarities and pretend that he saw nothing. He just looked up blankly. Wherever his eyes stayed, the small picture and text would quickly enlarge until it was clearly displayed.

Xiaoqiu saw the entire inheritance of the eighteen branches of the Nine Great Daos. The first generation of three ancestors and the second generation of nine ancestors were still hidden in the darkness at the top of the tower. From the third generation of twelve ancestors and below, they were clearly visible. Eight men and four women were also the founders of the eighteen branches, and some of them held several branches.

Except for the missing records of the successors of the Nameless Section, the other seventeen sections are all full of talents. The Forbidden Secret Section is said to be the most difficult to recruit disciples and the easiest to be possessed by demons, but there are many Taoists who have obtained the Dao Fruit of Injection. Xiaoqiu guessed that this might be the most attractive part of this section. He saw Zuo Liuying's name, located at the bottom of the tower wall. There are not many written records about him, and they are vague. The Patriarch Tower seems to be unable to make a final conclusion about him. Xiaoqiu did not want to attract the attention of the two masters, so he did not look too closely.

There are eighteen inheritance lines, and the more descendants there are in later generations, the records on the tower wall are narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, which just matches the shape of the tower body. However, since the beginning of the fourth century, there has been only one person who can be called the ancestor in all generations. He is among the Taoists, and his image is the largest, flashing a unique red light, like a burning fire.

So far, there have been more than thirty generations of ancestors. Except for the Nameless Section, the other seventeen sections have all had ancestors, from different Taoist traditions. The current 37th generation of ancestors is the master of the Wangshan Taoist tradition, and the inheritance is the Sutra Recitation Section.

Xiaoqiu deliberately looked at the Five Elements Section for a while longer, and found the name of Pangshan Grandmaster Ning Qiwei, who was a wheel-turning master who was proficient in all five elements.

Unconsciously, Xiaoqiu returned to the area of ​​the Nameless Section, where he could see all eighteen inheritances, and naturally he could choose any of Pangshan's ten sections at will. Xiaoqiu had a good idea, so he didn't have much resistance to the twenty-nine figures that were still boxing, so he stopped and watched for a while.

These female descendants were indeed practicing the Bone Forging Fist, but upon closer inspection, they were slightly different from the boxing techniques taught by Pangshan, and the twenty-nine people's respective moves were also different. The higher the inheritance, the greater the difference. The boxing techniques performed by the woman who was one of the twelve ancestors of the third generation were particularly unique.

Bone Forging Fist can only be used for physical training. Zhang Lingsheng made it very clear, and Xiaoqiu had a deep understanding of this. He had fought several times, and he couldn't use the Bone Forging Fist, let alone the Bone Forging Fist, even the set of boxing techniques taught by Meng Yuanhou, and he still relied on the little experience he had before.

But this female ancestor's bone-forging fist is different.

She just slightly modified the moves and sped up the speed, and turned a simple body-training fist into a powerful attack technique.

Xiao Qiu was shocked. She didn't expect that there was such a way to fight the bone-forging fist. After a few glances, she was attracted and no longer paid attention to the fighting methods of the other 28 female descendants.

However, the female ancestor's bone-forging fist only has 36 moves, not the 64 moves that Xiao Qiu learned. After hitting it, it was done again and again, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Xiao Qiu had to keep his eyes fixed to see her movements clearly.

After the seventh time, the edge of the female ancestor's figure began to appear with words that had not been there before. It talked about some breathing methods to match each move. The text was not long, and Xiao Qiu remembered it quickly, but it was not until the third time that he noticed a line of words: the method of turtle breathing and dragon leaping.

Thinking carefully about the meaning, it was in line with the meaning of "storing air" mentioned by Lindu Sect. Xiao Qiu suddenly thought of climbing Yangshen Peak. If he learned this method, he might be able to climb higher.

Xiaoqiu watched the activity pictures and texts over and over again, and suddenly heard someone talking.

"Congratulations, Pangshan has a genius disciple."

"We all know what a genius is. Unless we reach the end, no one knows whether the so-called genius is true or false."

Xiaoqiu felt dizzy and felt that the whole tower was tilted. When he returned to normal, the pictures on the tower wall had disappeared. Two female teachers were standing ten steps away looking at him, one with a smile, and the other indifferent and speechless, while he was posing a move of the female ancestor's bone-forging fist.

"What a unique bone-forging fist, where did you learn it from?" The female teacher of Luanjing Mountain asked in a harmonious voice. Although her smile was not much different from before, her eyes were full of interest.

"I... I just imagined it." Xiaoqiu quickly stopped and stood up. He didn't want to tell the strange vision he saw, but he knew it was difficult to lie to Pangshan, and his heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

"Then you are an even more amazing genius, you can actually transform the Bone Forging Fist to double its power. Yang Dujiao, what do you think?"

Yang Baozhen's voice was calm and soothing, not moved by Xiaoqiu's boxing skills at all, "The Taoism is boundless, and the Bone Forging Fist is just a fighting technique. No matter how powerful it is, it is useless. Mu Xingqiu, have you found your inheritance?"

"No." Xiaoqiu lied again. If the Dujiao who came with him today was Lin Sa, he would choose to tell everything and ask for advice humbly, but facing Yang Baozhen, he didn't want to reveal a single truth.

Xiaoqiu saluted and circled around the tower again. Behind him, the female Dujiao of Luanjing Mountain still looked away, "I saw that he looked like he had seen through Santian just now, so he could see everything..."

"That's not what Liuguang Baojian said." Yang Baozhen interrupted the other party and ended the conversation. She was a Dujiao, so she naturally knew the results of Liuguang Baojian's appraisal.

The guests of Luanjing Mountain were the topic of the whole day for the disciples of Pangshan. During lunch, even Zhou Ping could not help but make a few comments. He had seen three generations of female disciples of Luanjing Mountain and felt that the level of this year was average.

Xiaoqiu ate faster than anyone else. She put down her bowl and went straight to Banyue Forest. Even when Daliang Shen Xiuming called her, he did not respond. Taking advantage of the deep memory, he practiced the female ancestor bone-forging fist for an afternoon, gradually combining it with the method of turtle breathing and dragon leaping. The more he practiced, the more he gained experience. At dusk, he not only understood some of the mysteries of boxing, but also found a way to climb the mountain.

He simply did not go to dinner, sat on a boulder and meditated, and finally entered a state of meditation unconsciously. When he opened his eyes, it was already dark. He did not feel hungry at all, and just wanted to try the method he thought of immediately.

A group of people unexpectedly gathered in front of the Qiyao Hall, both men and women, disciples of Pangshan and female disciples of Luanjing Mountain. They showed their true faces and chatted happily with their new friends.

Since Yang Baozhen herself was not there, her three reminders immediately became invalid. Xiaoqiu walked around the mountain and found that it was really difficult to find a quiet place to climb the mountain alone today. There were people everywhere, and everyone had forgotten about evening exercises.

After walking around half of the mountain, Xiaoqiu finally arrived at a quiet place. It was far away from the path, and tall ancient trees were close to the foot of the mountain. Few people came here during the day, and no one visited at night.

After walking around a big tree, Xiaoqiu found that he was wrong. Someone had already occupied this place before him.

"Fangfang?" He shouted in surprise.

Fangfang turned around, as if she had just woken up from her imagination, looked at Xiaoqiu, and said, "Yangshen Peak is not an ordinary mountain."

"Are you also climbing?"

"Just like you, try once a day."

"Why don't I know?" Xiaoqiu was even more surprised.

"You said you want to climb the mountain alone, and so do I." Fangfang smiled faintly.

Xiaoqiu coughed, "Have you figured out a way?"

Fangfang shook her head, "I was just wondering, why can't you leave the valley for three years after entering Yangshen Peak? Why is there a strong ban on the edge of the valley? What's the benefit of this for the disciples' practice? What about you, have you found the trick?"

"Lindu taught me that to climb Yangshen Peak, I have to 'go against Xiaotian and follow the Great Dao'. Xiaotian is myself. I got a set of turtle breathing and dragon leaping methods, which can hold my breath for a long time, and my speed is faster. But I think this can only make me climb higher, but not enough to reach the top. I still haven't found the 'Great Dao'."

"Go against Xiaotian and follow the Great Dao." Fangfang repeated these six words in a low voice, "There is no path on Yangshen Peak, where does the Great Dao come from?"

She thought for a while, and suddenly stepped up the mountain, really "walking" instead of "climbing". Her body was perpendicular to the cliff and parallel to the ground, and she just walked up like walking on flat ground.

Xiaoqiu was stunned.

But Fangfang fell down after only a dozen steps. Fortunately, her body was light and she landed on the ground steadily. .a.c

"This is..." Xiaoqiu couldn't believe her eyes.

"Yangshen Peak is very special. It seems to be completely opposite to the outside world, so ordinary disciples can't go out. When they come in, they have to be accompanied by the Dujiao. Unfortunately, I haven't practiced enough and can't see the truth here. Every time I walk a dozen steps, I will feel panic."

"How did you think of it?" Xiaoqiu's mind exploded. Fangfang's hint was too important.

"Dujiao said that Yangshen Peak wraps the only clone of the Patriarch Tower. It can't be formed naturally, but it is created by magic. It must have a very strange place to help disciples practice." Fangfang stared at Xiaoqiu, "The main body of the Patriarch Tower is nine inches high, but the clone is so tall. Xiaoqiu, don't you think this is strange?"

"The Taoism is boundless, and the size is arbitrary. It's normal to become larger."

Fangfang's eyes lit up, "The size is arbitrary-what if Yangshen Peak is not too big, but we are too small?"

Xiaoqiu was stunned again, and then thought of the pictures and texts in the Patriarch Tower. By the generation of Zuo Liuying, the Taoist priests of the generation of the gods, the records were close to the ground. Where should the Taoist priests of later generations record it? We can only push the previous generation's pictures and texts upwards, but the height of the ancestral tower itself will not change, and we need to accommodate almost infinite inheritance with a limited height.

Using small to accommodate large, this is one of the wonders of the ancestral tower.

"I'll try." Xiaoqiu said, closing her eyes, using the method of turtle breathing, taking the dragon leap step, with no thoughts in her mind and no support in her body, she ran up the mountain.

Fangfang looked up and saw Xiaoqiu quickly disappearing in the night, her heart was full of hope.

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