swordsman in the heavens

Yi Tianheng reached into his cuffs, but took out a secret book of "Liu Yun Sword Art" that he had copied from the ring space, and handed it to Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong was a little confused.

Yi Tian laughed and said, "Isn't my uncle the one who likes to study martial arts the most? It just so happens that my nephew has a swordsmanship passed down from his family, which is quite interesting."

Zhou Botong: "You know me very well, but since it is your family's inheritance, I think it is inappropriate."

Zhou Botong did not accept the swordsmanship secret book in Yi Tianheng's hand.

Yi Tianheng said: "Uncle, you just need to teach me a few moves. This swordsmanship is very interesting. It would be a pity for me if I don't watch it."

Zhou Botong asked: "How interesting is it?"

Yi Tianheng smiled lightly and said: "Master, please take a look."

He drew out the long sword from his waist, activated his inner strength, and danced the sword in front of Zhou Botong.

Not to mention the dazzling sword light, nor the graceful and elegant movement, just the moving sound like a flute made by the sword has attracted Zhou Botong.

Zhou Bo clapped his hands repeatedly and said happily: "It's such a fun swordsmanship, I like it, I like it so much."

Yi Tian smiled and put away his sword, and once again stretched out the sword manual in front of Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong grabbed it in his hand, lowered his head and flipped through it, saying at the same time: "I have two martial arts specialties, 'Hands Fighting' and 'Kong Ming Quan', a 'Nine Yin Manual' and the martial arts of the Quanzhen Religion."

I can't teach you the Nine Yin Manual, this is my senior brother's order. You can choose from the rest."

Yi Tianheng frowned. The martial arts mentioned by Zhou Botong did not include "innate skills", but his greatest hope was to obtain "innate skills".

But he was not a person who pushed others into difficult situations. He knew that Zhou Botong did not talk about "Xiantian Kung" out of his duty as a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.

I just feel a little disappointed!

After a while, he gathered his mood. He looked calmly at Zhou Botong flipping through the sword manual. The latter suddenly looked up at Yi Tianheng and said with a wry smile: "You kid, you are really hurting me. This sword manual is peerless martial arts. I

His 'Kong Ming Fist' and 'Hands Fight' are far inferior to each other. Although Quanzhen's martial arts are extensive and profound, the only thing that can be called a unique skill is my senior brother's 'Xiantian Kung Fu'. Well, what can I do?"

Zhou Botong began to scratch his head and ears. The sword manual in his hand seemed to have become a hot potato. He could neither throw it away nor part with it. He could only sigh and stare at Yi Tianheng with his two big, deep and bright eyes.

Yi Tianheng tried and said: "Master, why don't you teach me the 'Xiantian Kung Fu'? My master once worshiped under the Ma Zhang Sect, and I can be considered a fourth-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect."

Zhou Botong shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, no, no, no, this kung fu cannot be passed down to only direct disciples."

Yi Tianheng took retreat as an opportunity to advance: "What kind of martial arts are you going to teach me, uncle?"

Zhou Botong was stunned for a while and said: "If I don't learn your sword skills, I won't have to teach you."

"Ah, that's right. I can guarantee that I will completely forget this sword manual. Brother, please take it back!"

Zhou Botong suddenly slapped his thigh with excitement, thinking of this bad move.

Yi Tianheng was so angry that he choked on his words, and it took him a while to finally catch his breath.

He thought that Zhou Botong had secretly learned the "Nine Yin Manual" and violated Wang Chongyang's instructions, so he deceived himself and wanted to forget the "Nine Yin Manual", but unexpectedly he had thoroughly practiced the martial arts in it.

If Zhou Botong could forget the "Flowing Cloud Sword Technique", Yi Tianheng would rather believe that "the sun comes out from the west."

He laughed angrily and said, "Master, don't you think I'm a fool? How can you forget this swordsmanship in your eyes?"

Zhou Botong frowned and said, "Master nephew, what do you think we should do?"

Yi Tianheng said: "Master, please teach me the 'Kong Ming Fist', 'Hands Fight' and the Quanzhen martial arts. As for the 'Nine Yin Manual', forget it. This will not embarrass the master.

How is it?"

Zhou Botong thought for a while: "One gets three, I am so at a loss!"

In the end, Zhou Botong agreed. He couldn't bear not to see "Liuyun Sword Technique". This sword technique that can produce beautiful music is unique in the world. If you miss it, there will be no such shop in this village.

At night, when the moon was dim and the stars were dim, Yi Tian lay on the branch of a big tree, closing his eyes and practicing in his mind the "Kong Ming Fist" and "Hands Fighting" that Zhou Botong taught him during the day.

The former martial arts is extensive and profound. It was created by Zhou Botong when he was trapped on Peach Blossom Island. It is based on the sentence in the Tao Te Ching, "The best is like water, water can benefit all things without fighting."

Degree.

At that time, Yi Tianheng was shocked and secretly thought that this martial art was definitely a top-grade martial art, just as strong as the "Liu Yun Sword Technique". He told Zhou Botong what was in his heart, but the latter only replied: "Kong Ming Fist"

It’s fun to have Liuyun Sword Technique!”

Only then did Yi Tianheng realize that what Zhou Botong said about "Kong Ming Quan" and "hands fighting" was far less fun than "Liu Yun Sword Technique". This made him feel ashamed.

The punching intention of Kongming Quan is completely opposite to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. One is soft and the other is strong. They are both unparalleled palm techniques in the world.

Even the "Kong Ming Boxing" was enough for him to take advantage of him! How shameless did he allow Zhou Botong to teach him both the "two-hand fighting" and the Quanzhen martial arts.

Yi Tianheng felt guilty and planned to tell Zhou Botong about Ying Gu. As for the "innate skill", he was too embarrassed to mention it again.

The latter martial arts "hands-on-hand fighting" is actually extremely valuable. It uses a new approach to control the internal force to run two meridians at the same time, so that one person can use two martial arts at the same time.

Yi Tianheng thought for a while, the preciousness of this martial art lies in the control of internal force, not in the moves.

So he just wanted to understand the "hands fighting" move.

But he also thought that his internal strength was limited, and if he divided it into two groups for practical use, his combat power might be reduced.

As for Quanzhen's martial arts, Zhou Botong taught him the "Jin Guan Jade Lock Technique", the "One Qi Converts Three Purities" sword technique, and the Quanzhen Sect's "Big Dipper Sword Formation".

The more he studied, the more he felt that Zhou Botong didn't care about these precious martial arts at all. He taught without hesitation and without any secrets, and he imparted his martial arts experience to others.

Yi Tianheng spent the entire day memorizing it. After Zhou Botong left, he recorded it with pen and paper and stored it in the ring space.

Suddenly, his whole body felt hot, and a stream of hot air emerged from the ring space and rushed directly into his meridians. His mind was shaken, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

But before he fell into coma, he shouted in his heart: "That stream of light appears again!"

When he woke up the next day, Yi Tianheng found himself lying on a carriage. The aroma in the carriage was fragrant, and there was a pink quilt on it. Yi Tianheng touched it and found that it was a silk-covered cotton quilt and it felt great.

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Yi Tianheng opened the car curtain and looked outside to see an old man driving.

The old man has frosty white hair and dense wrinkles on his face. Although he is wearing Han Chinese clothes, he has an animal bone chain around his neck that is only worn by foreigners.

The old man turned his head to look, grinned and said: "Hey, little brother, wake up!"

Yi Tianheng nodded and said: "But the old man saved me? I'm Yi Tianheng, thank you very much."

The old man shook his head and said: "I didn't save you, it was my Miss Ping. She even placed you in her exclusive carriage. You have to thank her very much."

Yi Tianheng nodded, cupped his fists and said, "I must thank you in person."

He touched his body and found that his long sword was missing.

At this time, a clear and sweet voice came: "Are you looking for your sword? It's here with me!"

Yi Tianheng turned his head and looked.

A beautiful girl with long black hair, a pretty jade-white face, and a long blue skirt was sitting on another carriage, just like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Yi Tianheng's heart skipped a beat, then returned to normal.

The girl in front of him looked at him with a smile, and he smiled back, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Miss Ping, for saving me!"

The girl waved her hand and said: "Since we bumped into him, I naturally wanted to help."

She took out the Yi Jiajun standard long sword from the carriage behind her and stopped the two carriages. At the same time, the three horses behind the carriages were pulled to a stop. They should be servants and bodyguards.

The girl touched the scabbard of the long sword, with an expression of envy in her eyes, and said, "This sword of yours is really good. I also had a sword at home before, but it wasn't as good as yours."

She handed the long sword to Yi Tianheng, but Yi Tianheng did not take it, but said: "Since Miss Ping likes this sword, I will give it to Miss Ping as a thank you gift from me."

The girl immediately shook her head and said: "No, a gentleman will not take away what others like. Please take this sword back quickly."

Yi Tianheng said: "My life is far beyond what a sword can compare to."

I fainted and fell from a tree last night. Although I didn't fall to death, I would definitely suffer from serious health problems if I caught the cold outside all night.

The old man smiled and said: "Miss, since Mr. Yi says so, you should not be polite to him."

The girl named Miss Ping looked hesitant, but finally accepted it and said: "My name is Wanyan Ping. Thank you Mr. Yi for the sword."

Wan Yanping?

Hey, isn’t that senior brother Wu Xiuwen’s future wife?