C11 A Secret Technique of the Godly Power?

There were a few words on the cover: Taichi Heart Sutra. Yun Mengloong kept yawning because of these words. He hated these martial arts secret manuals the most in his life. When old beggar taught him martial arts, he would not throw a book at him. He said, Take a look. If that was the case, Yun Mengloong would point at the door and say, That's the door. Get lost.

Yun Mengloong lazily opened the first page and his eyes immediately lit up. Damn it, the action of wiping his saliva just now had been for nothing. How was this a martial arts secret manual? It was clearly a Chungong Tu. I say, Su Qingyao is unwilling to say what kind of book it is. Of course, the girl is reserved. It is all thanks to me not saying too much.

There were 109 pages in the book, and the first 108 pages were all for Chungong. 108 types of intersecting bodies. The most basic of the Nine Styles of the Yellow Emperor was recommended, followed by the changes and development of the nine positions. Other than that, there were also all kinds of body positions that he had never seen or heard of before. All in all, he had never thought of it, but he had never seen it. Yun Mengloong had truly broadened his horizons. He had once again transformed into a hardworking and studious advanced youth. He didn't know exhaustion, and he studied this "Taiji Spring Palace" without even eating or sleeping. No, it was the "Taiji Heart Sutra." He even forgot about the big black dog lying in the kennel. It could be seen how selfless he was. Unknowingly, it was already the last page.

The last page was not the Chungong Chart, but an inexplicable text: The beginning of all living things, turning into one. One life is two, two and three, and three is all living things. Endless life, cycle reincarnation. Unable to bear a single thought, all hope turned to dust. The Eight Taichi Acupoints thought of themselves as the original, outside and inside. It was slow and urgent. His soul was in the Eight Desolates, the generous Three Realms, the beginning of chaos, and the end of Taiji. Taichi was infinite, and Taichi was infinite. No one, no one, no one, nor the sky. This was not the case inside the Longfang Universe.

Yun Mengloong's head began to hurt, and the words began to beat around the bush. Inexplicable. Although he knew that these words definitely had some other meaning, the mystery was definitely very profound. Then something profound was a waste of brain cells. Perhaps even if his hair fell off, he might not be able to think of it. It was better to research something more practical. Yun Mengloong flipped to the Chungong Chart in front of him again. This time, the male and female on the book seemed to have a color. Yun Mengloong was shocked. How could he have hallucinations like this?

Xinglan had been lying on Yun Mengloong's body all this time, looking at the colorful expression on his face with interest.

Yun Mengloong did not dare to read again. He casually threw the book aside. Yun Mengloong was indeed very talented. He knew that knowledge could only be fully absorbed after countless practice. If knowledge could not be learned, then what was the use of learning it? If learning it was useless, then why should he learn it? But people often did not understand this principle, so they wasted a lot of time on some useless knowledge. They wasted their years.

Although that kind of happy world was very charming, she couldn't bear it anymore.

When they met, Yun Mengloong's heart was like a bright moon in the sky, but even so, it was still clear. He felt his true qi rise from the dragon tail bone and spread out. Finally, it gathered at the top of his head. It was connected to a star in the depths of the sky. Looking up, the light extended for hundreds of thousands of miles. The cells of every plant on the star were so clear. It was a mysterious feeling. He was immersed in it, as if he was a plant that absorbed energy.

Sometimes, Xinglan felt like she was a fan of poppy. Even though she knew something was wrong, she was still unable to extricate herself. She said to Yun Mengloong with hot tears in her eyes, "Mengloong, just let Xinglan die!"

Yun Mengloong brushed away the pearls on Xinglan's cheeks, "Silly girl, how can I bear to let you die, baby. Be good, you rest well. I'll go out for a while. Master is waiting for me?" Yun Mengloong smelled the unique fragrance that made him unable to extricate himself.

Xinglan nodded obediently like a kitten and then hid in the quilt. Yun Mengloong opened the window and flipped out.

The big black dog was cooked skillfully by old beggar who had superb culinary skills. old beggar looked at Yun Mengloong happily as he ate the dog meat. He knew that Yun Mengloong had another fortuitous encounter. The temperament on his body was becoming more and more unpredictable. What surprised him was that Yun Mengloong had a strange fragrance on his body. It was not any kind of spice. However, it had an indescribable magic power.

Xinglan had a deeper understanding of this smell because she was really obsessed with Yun Mengloong's smell. If she could not smell it one day, she would feel like she had lost her soul.

Old beggar said, "Long'er, did you do the thing on the floor with Hua Manlou?"

Yun Mengloong pretended to be stupid and said, "What is it? I don't know." Because Su Qingyao had told Yun Mengloong not to tell anyone. old beggar was a person, and he was also one of them. Yun Mengloong had always valued promises to beautiful women, so he played dumb.

Old beggar said, "It's a little chaotic outside, so you should behave. You made Master very happy, even though you are thick-skinned, ignorant, and rude. You do things your own way, and you are despicable and shameless. But you are still kind. "

Yun Mengloong was very depressed. "Are you praising me or scolding me?"

Old beggar said earnestly, "Master has always wanted to train you to be a perverted thief. A peerless, peerless, and peerless perverted thief. Do you know what a lecher is? A lecher must first know how to leech. And then there's a thief. Lascivious people are not lascivious people. One had to have principles and means to make a beauty throw herself into his arms. That was a lascivious person. Li Bai had once said, "Since ancient times, sages have always been lonely, and only lascivious people have left their names behind." Poor Li Bai's famous saying was ruined by old beggar just like that. It could be seen how much Li Bai praised lascivious people. A great lascivious man would be famous in the world. Of course, the price of being famous was very high. As for how big it was, you can slowly experience it yourself. And a thief is not a thief. The perverted thief is also a thief, a thief who steals his heart. A thief like this must have very high requirements, and must have a graceful bearing. He had an extraordinary appearance, had to spend a lot of money, and had to be talented. Fortunately, you have all of these. "

"The reputation of lascivious men in the martial arts world is very bad. The reason is that some lowlife thieves have ruined this reputation. Master is old, so the responsibility of revitalizing the great and glorious cause of lascivious people will be left to you. " old beggar continued. His words were like a person in power inheriting his position.

Yun Mengloong said solemnly, "Master, please rest assured. This disciple is willing to shoulder this responsibility."

Old beggar patted Yun Mengloong's shoulder with satisfaction. "Good, good, eat dog meat."

The two of them began to eat dog meat happily. A big black dog was instantly reduced to bones. Father Yun, who smelled the fragrance, could only watch helplessly as Yun Mengloong swallowed the last mouthful of dog meat comfortably. Old Man Yun swallowed hard and complained, "Little brat, you didn't even know to leave two bites for me. I haven't eaten dog meat for a long time. Last time, he had a meal at the Heavenly Restaurant, but the feeling of the meat was ten million miles worse than your master's. Truly nostalgic. "

Yun Mengloong also felt a little apologetic towards his father. It was not easy for his father to pull him, this scourge, to such an extent. Sometimes, Yun Mengloong even forced his father to chase the big black dog. His father's body was as big as a wall. It would be very difficult for him to run. Yun Mengloong started to point the spearhead at old beggar.

"Flower, it's all your fault. You ate so fast. You're already so old, yet you're not afraid of indigestion. Seeing how fast you ate, I unconsciously ate faster."

Old beggar felt wronged. "If I eat slower, I can only eat my bones. You damn brat, when you eat dog meat, it's like a whirlwind sweeping through the clouds. Half of the dog accidentally entered your temple. It's my fault, the big black dog that has been eating for decades. Of course its speed is shocking, but it still lost to you."

Yun Mengloong quickly said humbly, "You're too kind, I was taught by you."

Old beggar immediately acted arrogantly like a wolf with a big tail. "That's right. A famous teacher has a high disciple."