Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops hit the face at the beginning

Chapter 25 The world is armed

"Okay, what's the mission? Kill the villain Dongfang Bubai? Xiang Wentian? Probably not, they will die if I don't travel through time."

At this time, Chen Guang had returned to the inn and was ready to go to bed.

As for the group of onlookers, since they didn't attack him, he didn't bother to care about them and just came back in a carefree manner.

System: [The world mission is: spread martial arts and prevent martial arts from being discontinued in the future.]

Chen Guang went to bed for a moment, feeling a little stunned.

Yes, the most regrettable thing about Jin Yong's world is that as the dynasties go further and further, the internal swordsmanship becomes weaker and weaker.

It’s really hard to say whether the specific reason is the fading of the aura of heaven and earth that is often mentioned in modern online articles, or the traditional sense that each sect has lost its inheritance due to the sectarianism.

As far as Chen Guang himself feels, the latter is more likely... The Jiuyin Manual, which contains so many incredible internal skills and mental methods, has been engraved in ancient tombs and never seen the light of day, never to be mentioned again, let alone others.

The Xiaoyao sect of the previous dynasty is a typical example. The Beiming Shen Gong, Lingbo Weibu, and Bahuang Liuhe Solitary Gong were either lost or passed down and turned into monkey versions.

As a counterexample, the Yi Jin Jing of Shaolin Temple has been passed down completely from the Song Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, but its power is not weaker than before.

"Wait a minute, this task seems to be more difficult than cultivating twenty times the internal strength, right?"

Chen Guang noticed Hua Dian, frowned and said: "To spread the martial arts and prevent the rupture of inheritance, this effort will take at least ten years. It may only take seven or eight years for me to cultivate twenty times the internal strength. Isn't it worthwhile?"

The system said lightly: [Part of the mission reward is that this universe can reshape the host's body. It can be traced back to the state when it first entered this universe, but all the skills and energy gained will be retained. ]

Chen Guang said simply: "It's done!"

Then he went to bed, covered his head and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, everyone in Huashan finished washing and headed to Liu's Mansion.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the Liu Mansion, I saw only white clothes and plain clothes. The whole house was covered with linen and mourning, and they burst into tears.

Everyone in Huashan was confused. After asking, they found out that for some reason yesterday, Liu Zhengfeng was suddenly possessed by an evil spirit. He smashed the precious musical instrument that he cherished as much as his life, and then swallowed gold and committed suicide with tears streaming down his face.

Countless visitors, including Huashan, were all stunned.

Isn't this golden basin used for washing hands? Why did he eat it?

Chen Guang even called him a "good guy" and was shocked for the first time since he came to this world.

He really never expected that in the original work Liu Zhengfeng would not hesitate to sacrifice his whole family for the death of Qu Yang, but here he would directly die for his love because of Qu Yang's death.

This is definitely sacrificing love, not ridicule, friendship is also love.

You really don’t want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but you want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day?

Rather, practice what you say and do what you say.

No choice, everyone in Huashan could only continue to attend Liu Zhengfeng's funeral as guests.

Anyway, it’s the same meal...

"strangeness?"

Yue Buqun looked puzzled at the heroes of the world who always sneaked towards Huashan.

When attending someone else's funeral, the people in Huashan naturally had no intention of being high-profile, but they still vaguely became the focus of the audience. Except for the people in the Liu family who only cared about their grief, the other heroes always turned their attention here, whether they were eating or passing by. If

Unintentionally looking at him, and even having a slightly flattering smile on his face, this is something Yue Buqun, who has always been kind to others, has never experienced.

He stroked his beard and thought for a long time, thinking that it might be the disciple's contribution to assisting Taoist Tiansong in killing the demon sect elder yesterday, so he looked at this disciple with satisfaction again.

Yes, it really makes the elders look good.

The peaceful and lengthy funeral procession progressed into the evening. After all the ceremonies were completed, Yue Buqun got up and said goodbye to the Liu family and led everyone in Huashan to leave.

At this time, I suddenly heard a loud shout from another courtyard: "Bitch! How dare you!"

Then there was a scream from a little girl, and the guests from various sects looked at each other and hurried over to check.

When they walked around to the other courtyard, they were all shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.

The masters and wives of Hengshan clasped their hands and lowered their eyes, silently reciting the Purana Sutra.

Only an old Taoist in green robe was seen standing in the courtyard, his face flushed with anger, and the sharp sword in his hand was bloody.

And on the ground...lying was a fellow disciple with a similar appearance to him, and behind him was the body of a girl.

Everyone recognized at a glance that the person still standing was the leader of the Taishan Sect—Tianmen Taoist.

Lying beside him was Taoist Tiansong, who had been held in high esteem by the stars yesterday for killing Demon Cult elder Qu Yang with his own hands.

In this case, there is no need to say more about who that little girl is.

"Amitabha..." Dingyi looked sad. As a nun with a bad temper, he didn't know what to say when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Damn demon sect witch!" Taoist Tianmen's hands and feet trembled with pride, "My junior brother was kind enough to take her in, but she...she...she actually poisoned my junior brother and attacked me from behind..."

"Hey..." Some people shook their heads and sighed, "When will the injustice be repaid?"

Everyone was in a low mood when attending the funeral, but seeing this scene, they had no intention of staying any longer and slowly dispersed.

Back at the inn, Yue Buqun told everyone to rest early and set off back to Huashan early tomorrow morning.

All the disciples were ordered to leave, and only Chen Guang stayed.

"Hmm? Guang'er, do you have anything else to do?" Yue Buqun said kindly.

It's impossible for him to be unkind, because he has already started practicing the Nine Yin Manual... To be honest, I have the urge to dissipate Zixia's true energy and start practicing again...

Now the Nine Yin Manual is more precious in his heart than the Zixia Qi stuffed under his pillow, and he must definitely pass it on as the treasure of the sect and the internal strength of the leader.

As for the discoverer Chen Guang, Yue Buqun even had a vague idea: Since he has already begun to practice the Nine Yin Scriptures that he only intends to pass on to the next generation of leaders, why not just...

But what Chen Guang said was unexpected: "Master, I want to go down the mountain and start my own business."

Yue Buqun was stunned. They were not in Huashan to begin with, so the descent from the mountain mentioned by Chen Guang was definitely not in the physical sense, but meant temporarily leaving the Huashan sect.

He frowned and said: "Guang'er, although your strength is very impressive now, you are still only twenty-eight years old after all. Why are you so impatient? If you train hard for a few more years, by the time your senior brother is old, your skill will not even be inferior to mine.

, when the time comes, the world will be big enough for you to explore, so why be in a hurry?"

In Yue Buqun's mind, although Chen Guang had practiced the Nine Yin Scriptures, he was not much earlier than him, and his strength should be about the same as when he first thought about crossing the cliff. He had no idea how far Chen Guang had grown.

Chen Guang shook his head and said with firm eyes: "Master, this disciple has found a goal that may not be achieved even in his lifetime. He is anxious in his heart and wants to start right away. He can't delay it anymore."

Yue Buqun saw that Chen Guang was so serious and it didn't seem to be an excuse to have fun, so he asked doubtfully: "Then what is your goal?"

Chen Guang cupped his hands and spoke eloquently: "After the disciple received the inheritance of the Nine Yin Manual in the ancient tomb, he was terrified. Such a magical secret book was only carved on the stone wall and waited to decay. If it were not discovered by the disciple by chance, it might be

There is no chance of seeing the light of day again.

"And this is by no means the only lost martial arts secret in the world. There must be countless magical skills that have disappeared in the long river of history. In the final analysis, each sect clings to the secret for fear of being learned. This will lead to a generation that does not have the secret.

If the handover is done well, a series of unique martial arts in his sect may be wiped out.

"It is not a lie that the ancients were better than today, but a sighing fact. It is obvious that all the achievements of today's people are based on the accumulation of the ancients, but their strength is getting worse and worse. From the perspective of my disciples, it is not that today's people are unworthy, but the so-called accumulation.

They are all like castles in the air. From time to time, the inheritance will be cut off and future generations will start from scratch. How can we stand on the shoulders of our predecessors?

Chen Guang said solemnly: "Therefore, in order to prevent the world's sects from continuing to cherish their own secrets, a generation of unworthy disciples will directly cut off the inheritance, so that the wisdom and experience of the predecessors will be consumed...

"The disciple's goal is to carry on the unique learning for the past saint...that is, to spread martial arts all over the world!"

Yue Buqun was stunned.

(End of chapter)