Ling Chongxiao seemed a little strange when he saw Chen Lian's expression and said, "What, have you ever heard of this poem?"

"It seems that I have heard of this poem, was it written by a Taoist named Wang?"

"It's not very clear. At that time, the ancestor only saw a line of small characters engraved under the poem, which said, "The old friend has hidden flowers and has left, but the words are still there, but the rest of my heart is like Ji Zi', but the signature is the word "Li".

The ancestor thought at that time that the poem above should be left by a man named Tibetan Flower, but the "Li" signed in the latter part was considered an old friend of Tibetan Flower. As for what allusions Ji Zi had, the ancestor was confused at all.

The ancestor was secretly confused, but suddenly smelled a fishy storm in the fragrance of plum blossoms. When he looked back, his hands and feet were immediately sore and soft. It turned out that there was a white-headed tiger behind him.

The clouds come from the dragon and the wind comes from the tiger. The big insect has a raised eye and white patterns on its forehead.

He was staring at the ancestor and suddenly pounced.

The ancestor was so scared that he stepped back, and then was shocked. However, the big insect did not pounce on him, but suddenly fell into the air, as if an invisible rope was hung in the air for him.

At that time, the ancestor only heard a crisp childish voice, saying, "Who are you, how did you come here?"

The ancestor saw the big insect slowly landing from the air to the other side, a girl, a boy sat on the tiger's back, tied with the horns, and pressed a green bamboo flute on his hand.

The girl looked only six or seven years old, her skin seemed to be transparent, and her exposed wrist was better than frost and snow. She looked like a cold night moon from afar. She spoke again and held a shepherd's flute.

The ancestor said strangely: 'Are you playing the shepherd's flute just now?"

'It turns out that he is just a casual person who accidentally entered the mountains. Forget it, I will argue with you later'

Then in the sky northwest, dozens of red lines suddenly approached.

And there seemed to be someone in this red line, saying sinisterly: "Li Qingshui will definitely send you into the cycle of reincarnation today."

The girl looked at the red line and glanced at the ancestor. The white-headed tiger sitting down grew a black cloud and headed towards the place where the red line appeared in the air.

That night there was a roar of sounds breaking through the air in the northwest, and there were many colorful lights, dozens of red lines crossing and crisscrossing.

It was not until dawn that it disappeared.

There was also a stone house in the plum forest where the ancestors were. He did not see the girl until dawn. But the child came back, but found a portrait, three scriptures, and a wooden fish from the stone house.

As for the ancestors who had not waited for the girl, they walked out with the things they took out of the stone house. He did not walk northwest, but went southeast. I don’t know how big the mountain was. The ancestors walked for more than ten days before they reached the southeast beach. Later, they carefully practiced one of the techniques by the beach. When they were successful, they formed a tree to make a raft and returned to the land."

Speaking of this, Ling Chongxiao smiled and said, "Now you should know the origin of this magical abilities."

Chen Lian said softly: "It seems that the Divine Foot Sutra is one of the secret books? That wooden fish is the one on you?"

"You guessed it right. One of the three sutras is called "Mingyu Gong" and the other is called "Shenzu Sutra". The two have similarities, but in terms of power, the Mingyu Gong is even more terrible. Both have high qualification requirements. The only difference is that although the Mingyu Gong is more powerful, it is not complete. He always thought that the master was biased, but he did not know that the master knew that he was extreme in nature. If he practiced the Mingyu Gong, because it was incomplete, he had to force his practice, which harmed himself, so he passed on to him the perfect Shenzu Sutra.

My talent is indeed higher than his. Master always hopes that I can complete this skill and pass it on to my disciples in the future.

Over the years, I have indeed realized something. I have reached the Taoist state of "Shengbait" by relying on this martial arts, and I have been able to maintain my youth. However, it is not my best to complete this unique skill.

I wasted too much time on this, so I don’t plan to pass on “Ming Yu Gong” to you, so as not to delay your future.

Moreover, based on my years of experience, although the "Mingyu Gong" is subtle and profound, it is fundamentally derived from the "Shenzu Sutra" and is all authentic in the Xuanmen.

If you can practice the Divine Foot Sutra to the extreme, you will be able to gain a lot and have a hope of a road to immortality.”

After hearing Ling Chongxiao said so much, Chen Lian suddenly remembered that the "Shenzu Jing" seemed to have seen it in a certain version of Jin Yong's novel before, and also read a book "The Taoist priest wandering in the martial arts world". The protagonist in it seemed that he had also created a martial art called "Shenzu Jing".

It’s a pity that although he likes this novel very much, he only read three volumes.

I was waiting until I finished reading the book, but I had no chance.

He vaguely felt that there would be any connection in this, but the novelist said that it would be too incredible if he could meet his current situation.

After all, the novel is a novel, but he has experienced a real journey to another world.

"Can the third scripture be the 'Sword of Destruction'?"

Chen Lian said slowly.

"It's true. This sword is powerful. It's no longer a martial arts. It's similar to the magical methods of immortals. However, since the ancestors in the sect, those who practice this technique will not die well, so later they are forbidden from practicing. Since he passed it to you, he doesn't want to lose this powerful peerless sword technique, and secondly, he may not have any kind intentions."

Ling Chongxiao sneered coldly, he was the one who knew the man in the green robe best in this world. However, after experiencing the man in the green robe, Ling Chongxiao was too lazy to revive the sect. Since Chen Lian was destined to pass on his kung fu, he would not have cut off his inheritance.

"The destiny of heaven is not worth fearing, and the ancestors are not worth the law. I am not afraid of these." Chen Lian replied in this way. In his opinion, the reason why those who practice the Destruction Sword of God died of undestiny was that their souls were not strong and they also relied on this technique to repeatedly defeat powerful enemies and suffered severe damage to their souls. Even if they could recuperate and recover, they left behind troubles again and again, and became more and more extreme, and in the end they either destroyed the world or themselves.

The temperament of the man in the green robe is half the reason for himself, and the other half may be of some reason for the Destroyed Sword.

He practiced this technique just to protect himself. He must not be addicted to the courageous and cruelty. If he wants to practice his actions, he must first cultivate his mind. If he cannot even control his own heart and blindly indulge himself, it is not a way to see forever.

For three consecutive days, Ling Chongxiao explained the obstacles of Chen Lian’s practice.

Finally, he left a letter and floated away, without saying where he could find him again.

Early this morning, it was the time when Chen Lianshoushang Inn reopened, and there was no grand ceremony.

It turns out that the four words "Tongfu Inn" have been replaced by "Youjian Inn".

I saw a post on the door post on the right: "There are good guests often patronizing."

The door post on the left is pasted: "Jianwenzhan is always welcome."
Chapter completed!