In the stone chamber, Fang Ming shook the water droplets on his body, and a large amount of white air suddenly emerged from his body.

As the water vapor steamed, all the clothes were dry in just a moment, and then they began to look around.

But seeing that the stone chamber is empty, there is no difference. The roof of the chamber is densely filled with handwriting symbols, and four big characters are written on the right: Nine Yin Scriptures!

"Nine Yin Scriptures?!"

Fang Ming smiled slightly. Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying were very competitive all their lives and could not stand up to the point of being strong. They actually changed from a pair of heaven to a resentful couple, which was a pity.

"It's a pity... this is just a small part of the martial arts of restraining ancient tombs in the Nine Yin Scriptures..."

After Lin Chaoying died, Wang Chongyang entered the ancient tomb to pay tribute. When he saw the jade, the girl's heart sutra was ashamed. He went out to think about it for several years, but still couldn't break it. In the end, he had to use the skills of the Nine Yin Scriptures to make up the numbers, so it was only half, which was far from the entire book.

"Will you die if you leave the whole article? I'll have some trouble now..."

Fang Ming rolled his eyes.

Although he knew that the first volume of the Nine Yin Scriptures was in the hands of Zhou Botong and the second volume was in the hands of the two evil spirits of the Black Wind, unfortunately, these three were wandering around the world and living in a place without a fixed place. They were carrying profound martial arts, coming and going like the wind, and finding a needle in a haystack.

"I hope Zhou Botong can come in time..."

Fang Ming sighed and began to remember the martial arts in the stone chamber again.

"Nine Yin and Nine Yang, one soft and one hard, one Tao and one Buddha, each of them is good at winning the field..."

Fang Ming obtained the remnant chapter and had already had a great understanding at this time. The Nine Yin and Nine Yang Path had all the changes in Yin and Yang, which was quite inspiring to his internal refining path.

"I have received favors from my predecessors, but I have to pay them back, and I am much more generous than Wang Chongyang..."

After remembering the Nine Yin True Sutra, Fang Ming's heart moved and the beginning of the Nine Yang True Sutra began to carve the Nine Yang True Sutra after the Nine Yin True Sutra.

But when the stone powder fell, a short while, the Nine Yang Divine Arts had already been all over the stone wall.

"I am very moved to see the vastness of the Nine Yin Dynasty. I have left the Shaolin Nine Yang Divine Power here. When boys in later generations see it, they will know the way of martial arts. The internal power is the key. If the Dantian is like the Nine Abyss, then the martial arts in the world will be completely defeated... Feng Xian Zhenren's book!"

Fang Ming wrote the signature, and in the end the word Feng Xian was like a dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and the pen was like a dragon and a snake, leaving a sharp meaning on it.

"Old Master Jin's world is the best in internal strength. As long as you improve your internal strength, you can get started quickly no matter what you practice. If your internal strength is not good, all the exquisite tricks cannot exert much power..."

As for whether future generations will wonder why a Taoist real person would leave Shaolin's magical power, it is not what Fang Ming should do.

"The three-day period has arrived, it's time to go to Chongyang Palace!"

After coming out of the ancient tomb, Fang Ming looked at the sun and immediately went up the mountain from the road ahead of Zhongnan Mountain with a swagger.

At this time, the seven sons of Quanzhen began to accept disciples. The Quanzhen Sect was not yet full of disciples, and there were few disciples. The positive and negative Beidou formation that only ninety-eight Taoists could set up was even more invisible. Fang Ming walked halfway up the mountain, and two Taoists ran out. Looking at Fang Ming's dress, his face was shocked and suspicious, and asked, "But Taoist Feng Xian?"

"Yeah! Not bad!"

Fang Ming nodded and admitted, and then saw the two Taoist priests erecting their long swords as if they were facing a great enemy, shouting: "The big opponent is here!"

"I'll go... I'm really a villain?"

Fang Ming said depressedly, and after a few ups and downs, he came to Erdao and bounced two long swords away: "Welcome guests as if they are welcome, take me to Chongyang Palace!"

When the two Taoists saw Fang Ming revealing this magical skill, they were very frightened. They looked at each other and could only lead the way obediently.

Although the Quanzhen Sect had not yet flourished at this time, the houses were continuous, and the main Chongyang Palace was even more majestic and profound.

Fang Ming came with two paths, and it didn't take long to spread throughout the palace. He was respectfully led to the square by another little Taoist priest.

Suddenly, a bell and chime sounded, the hall opened, and the figures of seven Taoist priests walked out of it.

First, the man's face was like a baby, his face was rosy, and he had three Taoist buns tied on his head, as if there was Taoist Quanzhen, and he chanted in a man's voice: "I have lived in a house for decades."

The sound is like a dragon roaring, endlessly spreading from afar.

Another man continued: "The long head is like walking in the sun." This is the second-ranked Changzhenzi Tan Chuduan, the seven sons of Quanzhen. He has twisted muscles, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a burly figure.

The third Taoist was thin and looked like a monkey, but he was the eldest son Liu Chuxuan. He only heard him chanting: "Dongyangzi under the Tangtang Pavilion." His voice was quite loud.

Changchun Ziqiu Chuji said: "Taiyi Xian in the Lotus Leaf Boat." Yuyang Zi Wang Chuyi said again: "There is nothing to leave the virtual shell."

Fang Ming had seen both of these two people, and their eyes at Fang Ming were even more shocked and suspicious.

Next, Guangning Zi Hao Datong chanted: "Some people can understand before they were alive."

Sun Buer, a native of Qingjing San, chanted: "Go out and smile without any restraint." She is the only female crown among the seven sons of Quanzhen. The Taoist robe behind her paints the picture of white bones and skeletons that Wang Chongyang led her into the Tao back then. She was very terrifying when walking.

Finally, Ma Yu concluded his sentence: "The clouds are in the West Lake and the moon is in the sky!"

After the seven people finished singing, each stood with mysterious eyes, and Ma Yu bowed: "The seventh son of Quanzhen met Taoist brother!"

‘Everyone has a poem that comes out, it’s so sexy that I’m so proud. Why don’t I try it next time…’

Fang Ming rolled his eyes in his heart, "I am Xian, now I am ordered by the official family of the Song Dynasty to lead the compilation of the Taoist scriptures in the world. Master Wan Wangma should not make it difficult for me..."

"What a Taoist priest, it's fine to covet my Quanzhen martial arts, but I was in a dilemma with my senior brother Qiu at the beginning. Three days ago, I took a heavy blow to depose Senior Brother Wang's disciple. We must not give up with you today!"

Although Sun Buer was called Qingjing Sanren, his temperament was not at all quiet and leisurely. At this time, a long sword was thrust, and the blade was as full as a pool of autumn water, which was also a rare weapon.

As soon as she said that Hao Datong and Tan Chuduan also had anger on their faces. Fang Ming glared at him, and just waited for Ma Yu to give him an order to distinguish him from Fang Ming.

"Taoism practices both life and life. Naturally, I cannot only look at Taoism. Other skills of sucking and refining qi must be started..."

Fang Ming smiled slightly: "You are all people of the Song Dynasty. You have been favored by the emperor for many years. I believe you will not forget your ancestors in detail. You are so ruthless, right?"

Ma Yu was slightly stunned. He originally wanted to say that this place was not under the jurisdiction of the Song Dynasty, but who was Wang Chongyang in history? First of all, Wang Chongyang, among the Legend of the Condor Heroes, had devoted his life to resisting the Jin Dynasty and even delayed the major marriages. How could they go against the ancestors? After a slump in his heart, he couldn't say many words.

"As for causing trouble? If I didn't show mercy last time, do you think Qiu Chuji can survive until now?"

Fang Ming glanced at Qiu Chuji: "Master Changchunzi, is it?"

Changchun Ziqiu Chuji's expression changed a few times, and then he stood up: "I did thank you for your mercy a few days ago and escaped after you escaped. But if you threaten this, you must not. Even if I pay you my life, I will not be able to see you ruin my family's moral principles!"

His words were righteous and the brothers around him applauded.

"Forget it... no matter how you talk, you will eventually have to use martial arts to speak..."

Fang Ming sighed and asked indifferently, "Where is Zhou Botong? Haven't you come back yet?"

"Uncle Zhou has always been playing with Feng Chen, Taoist Master Feng Xian knows Uncle Zhou?"

Ma Yu was slightly stunned and said.

"That's a pity..." Fang Ming shook his head and said, "If he hadn't been in charge, you guys would have no chance of winning!"

He was so arrogant that Qiu Chuji and others were already shouting out: "Then we need to see your methods today!"

"Okay! You guys set up a formation! If there is no Tiangang Beidou, I wouldn't be too lazy to fight you!"

Fang Ming stood in the field openly, but Ma Yu and others were shocked. In order to fight against Western Poison, they practiced this formation day and night, but they did not expect Fang Ming to reveal his feet as soon as they met.

"Design the formation!"

At this time, it was difficult to ride a tiger. Ma Yu chanted a long time, and Quanzhen's seven sons immediately stood still. Ma Yu was in the same position as Tianshu, Tan Chu Duan was in the same position as Tianxuan, Liu Chuxuan was in the same position as Tianji, Qiu Chu Ji was in the same position as Tianquan, and four people formed the Dou Kui; Wang Chu was in the same position as Yuheng, Hao Datong was in the same position as Kaiyang, Sun Bu and the two were in the same position as Yaoguang, and three people formed the Dou Kui.

Among the seven stars of the Big Dipper, Tianquan is the darkest, but it is the place where the Kui handle is connected, and it is the most important. Therefore, it is Qiu Chuji, the most powerful martial arts among the seven sons, and Yu Heng is the main one in the handle of the Doudou, and Wang Chuyi, the second most powerful martial arts.

At this time, the seven people stood still, and the Tiangang Beidou Formation continued to operate, with subtle and mysterious changes, which made people dazzling.

“Not bad…”

Fang Ming exclaimed repeatedly: "No wonder Wang Chongyang spent so much effort. This formation is the essence of Quanzhen Taoism..."

The method of the Beidou has always been the top priority in Taoism. Even the Nine Yin True Sutras have many narratives, which shows that it is important. Although Fang Ming has read a lot of Taoist scriptures, he has never learned it systematically. Now the seven sons of Quanzhen demonstrated the mystery of the Tiangang Beidou for him, just as if he had told him the essence of Taoism to himself.

Fang Ming continued to study the complex changes of this formation, and compared the difficulties in the previous Taoist books, many stagnant parts were wiped out.

It is because he is extremely skilled in martial arts and has experienced people that he has this courage. Otherwise, even if he was a group of people from the East Evil and West Poison, he would probably not dare to be distracted by this formation.

"Seven Sons of Quanzhen, you set up this formation. If I can't break it, I will naturally kill and cut it. But if I luckily break it, what if I do?"

Fang Ming looked at the changes in the formation for a while and suddenly asked.

"Then seven of us will pay you my life!" Qiu Chuji shouted.

"What do you want to do with the fate of you, the bulls? But if you really break the formation, you must read the classics of your Quanzhen Sect, whether it is Taoist or martial arts! No one of you is allowed to stop them, and you must serve them well, how about it?"
Chapter completed!