Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 381 Quick Martial Arts

Xiao Zhengfeng, a martial arts arena.

Ning Zhuo and Han Zhou were discussing.

Hanzhou's fighting style is completely different from Lin Shanshan's. He opens and closes widely, taking up most of the offensive position and rarely defending, unless his own vital points are involved.

Once Hanzhou launches an attack, the offensive will be continuous, like ice and snow, spreading all over the sky.

Ning Zhuo gritted his teeth and supported, seeming to be in the same situation as when he and Lin Shanshan first discussed - only able to defend but unable to attack.

Han Zhou was surprised when he saw that Ning Zhuo was in a very tight defensive posture.

"How long has it been since then? Ning Zhuo has made such great progress in martial arts!"

His feelings are much deeper than ordinary people.

Because not long ago, he took the initiative to challenge Ning Zhuo. During the battle, he and Ning Zhuo started a close fight.

In just a few rounds, Ning Zhuo's defense collapsed, and Hanzhou took advantage of the victory to pursue him. If not for the magical talisman's rescue, Ning Zhuo would have been defeated by him long ago.

But now, Hanzhou has launched its full attack, and Ning Zhuo is not unable to withstand it.

Despite Ning Zhuo's embarrassed appearance, the defense was indeed tight, forcing Hanzhou to take another approach in an attempt to break the deadlock.

"Be careful, I'm going to use martial arts." Hanzhou whispered, warning him in advance.

The next moment, the surface of his fists was covered with a layer of white frost, and the air temperature dropped sharply.

Martial Arts - Frost Fist.

The bitter cold air also emitted.

Ning Zhuo didn't dare to resist forcefully, so he tapped his toes lightly, his body was agile, and he kept jumping back.

Hanzhou followed closely.

Ning Zhuo mainly focuses on dodge, and every dodge and move is done smoothly and without hesitation, which reflects his solid basic skills.

Martial Arts - Laohan Legs.

Hanzhou's legs were sharp, blowing out the whistling cold wind.

Ning Zhuo tried his best to resist, but was at an absolute disadvantage.

If you guard for a long time, you will lose, and Ning Zhuo will show his flaws.

Hanzhou's eyes suddenly lit up, he seized the opportunity, suddenly exerted force, and punched Ning Zhuo directly in the face with a biting cold air.

Ning Zhuo's eyes narrowed and he stepped lightly, trying to dodge sideways.

He dodged most of it, but was still hit in the shoulder by Han Zhou's punch.

Ning Zhuo staggered back, and his defensive posture finally collapsed at this moment.

However, Hanzhou stopped, stood still, and stopped attacking.

"Awesome, awesome!" Ning Zhuo covered his shoulders. The pain of being hit was only secondary. He was in a very happy mood and sincerely praised Hanzhou.

Ning Zhuo had previously sparred with Lin Shanshan, but the results gradually diminished, and he had less and less experience in martial arts and fighting.

But now, he was competing with another person, and his previous state was back. Although this sparring session was not long, Ning Zhuo gained a lot. There were many feelings that needed to be reviewed immediately, remembered, and actively absorbed.

"Brother Hanzhou, it's great to discuss with you. I learned a lot, thank you! Thank you very much!" Ning Zhuo expressed his sincere thanks.

Hanzhou's eyes flashed. He hinted at other purposes. The more times and lengths of sparring Ning Zhuo had with him, the easier it was for Ning Zhuo to be transformed.

After all, the foundation building stage is not the golden elixir stage yet, and the cultivation techniques can still be changed!

Han Zhou thought about it and said that Ning Zhuo had made great progress and that the previous battle gave him a completely different feeling.

"But you lack the relevant martial arts, otherwise you would be able to compete with my Frost Fist and Old Han Legs."

"Fellow Daoist Ning Zhuo, the focus of your practice is on the Qi Sea, so you suffer a lot in close combat."

"I suggest you practice some martial arts. Although some martial arts are just techniques, not exercises, they can also mobilize and make good use of your physique and energy."

Ning Zhuo said, "I wonder if Brother Hanzhou has any good suggestions, I'm all ears!"

Hanzhou immediately said: "If fellow Taoist Ning Zhuo doesn't mind, I'm willing to teach you frost fist, old cold kick and other martial arts."

Ning Zhuo immediately frowned: "Is this appropriate?"

"It's suitable, it's so suitable!" Han Zhou secretly laughed in his heart, "After learning these martial arts, you will be more inclined to specialize in Ku Han Kung Fu. If I can finally transform you, wouldn't it be a great kindness?"

On the surface, Hanzhou said: "Fellow Taoist Ning Zhuo, you can understand the true meaning of Kuhan, which shows that you have a natural closeness to the Kuhan Sutra. This is fate."

"You and I don't know each other even if we don't fight each other. Teaching some martial arts is not the foundation of the skills, so it's nothing."

"In fact, even the Bitter Cold Sutra is not impossible to teach. Back then, I was just a beggar, and I was taught sutras by others in a dilapidated temple of ice and snow, which led me to the path of cultivation."

"I teach you related martial arts, just like others taught me the entire Sutra of Bitter Cold. It is sowing good causes and reaping good results."

Ning Zhuo said clearly: "Hearing what Xiongtai said has confirmed some of my guesses. The Bitter Cold Sutra is indeed a Buddhist sutra, right?"

Hanzhou hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "That's exactly it."

"However, please don't pass it on lightly, fellow Taoist Ning Zhuo, as it would reveal my true identity."

"The Sutra of Bitter Cold comes from Hinayana Buddhism, which emphasizes self-transcendence. As the saying goes, the sea of ​​suffering has no limit. Only by experiencing the hardships of bitter cold can we cultivate the treasure body and will of cultivation."

"The Bitter Cold Sutra is to transform all kinds of suffering and poverty in one's life into the material for spiritual practice!"

Ning Zhuo nodded: "In that case, please ask Brother Hanzhou to teach me the relevant martial arts."

Hanzhou smiled slightly: "I have a method that can help fellow Taoists achieve it quickly."

Ning Zhuo had a strange look on his face and asked immediately.

Hanzhou took out a small bowl from his storage belt, which was 80% full of water.

"Back then, the expert taught me the Bitter Cold Sutra and he used this thing."

"This bowl of water is made from bitter water, and contains many true meanings of the Bitter Cold Sutra. Taoist friend Ning Zhuo only needs to take a small sip, and he can instantly penetrate and completely master the various obstacles related to martial arts."

"It is difficult for ordinary people to use this method. This is because this bowl of bitter water is extremely difficult to enter. The extreme bitterness can even make people fall into extreme depression, feeling that life and the world are in ruins, and voluntarily commit suicide."

"But I see, since fellow Taoist Ning Zhuo can compete with my bitter cold energy, he has understood some of the secrets of the bitter cold sutra. It is obvious that he has a high level of understanding and is naturally close to this Buddhist sutra."

"Fellow Taoist, why not give it a try?"

Ning Zhuo looked at the water in the bowl and saw that it was a deep black-blue color, with a faint cold light shining on the surface.

Standing relatively close, Ning Zhuo could clearly feel that this bowl of water exuded a biting chill, as if it could freeze a person's soul.

"Bitter water, I have heard about it for a long time. This is the treasure of water evil." Ning Zhuo sighed.

In the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, he saw that the best thing is like water, which is the treasure of water's merits.

Now we see the bitter water again. It is in the opposite position to the good water, and it is the treasure of sin.

The existence of bitter water itself is a symbol of sin. Legend has it that it is made of countless tears of pain and regret.

People who hold or come into contact with bitter water will be forced to face the deepest faults, grievances, sorrows, pains, etc. in their hearts. If they hold it for a long time, the bitter water will gradually erode their spirit, and the practitioner will gradually fall into endless pain and regret.

middle.

After this erosion reaches a certain level, the monk will have auditory hallucinations and will constantly hear whispers and cries coming from his ears, all of which are complaining to him.

This is absolutely a huge torture.

Ning Zhuo looked cautious.

Hanzhou comforted him: "Don't worry too much, fellow Taoist. This bitter water has been refined. Let me check it, and I can help you understand part of the true meaning of the Kuhan Sutra, and instantly understand the seven martial arts."

"Of course, there are preconditions for this."

"The premise is that you need to fight against the bitterness and gain some understanding from it, instead of letting the bitterness affect your emotions. Your heart will be overwhelmed by the suffering, and you will be addicted to all kinds of negative emotions and be unable to extricate yourself."

"If this is the case, let alone mastering any martial arts, even if you want to return to normal, you will have to pay a huge price."

"The risks are very high."

Ning Zhuo just thought for a moment and then smiled: "Brother Hanzhou said so frankly, I believe you! There is no harm in giving it a try."

"However, the martial arts arena is not a suitable place."

"Can I take some of this bitter water away?"

Hanzhou nodded: "Of course."

He immediately took action, poured out a small bottle, and handed it to Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo and Han Zhou said goodbye and returned to the cave.

He first checked carefully with Sun Lingtong to confirm that the bitter water had indeed been refined and would no longer cause great harm.

Ning Zhuo asked Sun Lingtong to take care of him and wanted to taste the bitter water.

Sun Lingtong was very interested and told Ning Zhuo that he had never tasted it since he was a child. Remember to leave some for him so that he can try it too.

The two of them entered the spiritual plant cabin together.

In the spiritual plant cabin, the black-yellow soil has become significantly lighter than before.

Although it is only a shallow layer, in fact, because the formation folds the space, the thickness of the soil is much greater than what can be seen with the naked eye.

In the center of the cabin, there is a Lingyin Willow.

The crisp and sweet sound is surrounding, the spring breeze is blowing slowly, and the wicker branches of Lingyin Willow are swaying in the wind.

Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong both looked at Lingyin Liu and observed carefully. The former frowned slightly, while the latter looked happy.

Sun Lingtong said: "Brother, look, these dry willow branches are showing signs of improvement. They seemed to be completely dehydrated before, but now they are a bit fuller."

Ning Zhuo sighed: "It seems that the consumption of Lingyin Liu is much greater than I imagined."

"We have tried our best to prepare the best treasure materials currently available, but the recovery speed of Lingyin Liu is not ideal."

Ning Zhuo lowered his head and looked at the soil near the roots of Lingyin Willow. He emitted his spiritual consciousness and penetrated into the soil. He saw that the five-color sacred sand that had been scattered before was almost exhausted, leaving only a small amount of it.

The remaining amount is less than 10% of the original total.

Previously, the Galaxy Spiritual Liquid was poured in advance and the soil was moist. Now the soil is dry and the Spiritual Liquid has been consumed!

Ning Zhuo immediately decided: "It seems that this Lingyin willow tree is not easy to support. We must continue to invest to maintain its vitality."

Sun Lingtong also frowned: "I'm afraid it's difficult to use formal methods. Lin Shanshan is the apple of the eye of the Yuan Ying Sect Master, and she was imprisoned because of this incident."

"But I believe that there are definitely more spiritual soil and divine sand in Wanyao Sect, otherwise..."
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next