Chapter 68

When Gu Qing went up the mountain, he was alone, but when he went down the mountain, he was escorted by a group of monks, and he was also carrying the Lankavatara Sutra in his arms. The full text of the Nine Yang Manual was in it.

Gu Qing had already finished reading the content, but when he was about to leave, Abbot Tianming insisted on giving this scripture to Gu Qing.

Jueyuan knew that the Lankavatara Sutra contained the Nine Yang Manual, but Jueyuan was not a person in the Jianghu. He didn't think that thing was anything great, and it wasn't worth reminding Abbot Tianming. He just watched Abbot Tianming do a favor on the side, and then Gu Qing saw Abbot Tianming's sincerity, so for the sake of that bit of merit, he took the scripture away.

When he reached the foot of Mount Shaoshi, Gu Qing said goodbye to Zen Master Tianming, and then he came to the side of Xiaolongnu and Cheng Ying.

"Did you get it?"

Cheng Ying was wearing a thin jacket, not hiding her slender figure. When Gu Qing approached, she asked in a low voice.

Cheng Ying and Xiaolongnu knew exactly why Gu Qing came to Shaolin. Now seeing Gu Qing going down the mountain with joy, she asked in a low voice.

Cheng Ying was of the Huang Yaoshi lineage, but since following Gu Qing, the internal energy she practiced had also been transformed into the Nine Yin Manual. She also knew the mystery of the Nine Yin Manual, so she was also curious about the Nine Yang Manual.

Gu Qing took out the Lankavatara Sutra from his arms and handed it to Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying flipped through the scripture and saw that the tiny characters written in the gaps of the Sanskrit were the Nine Yang Manual.

"Breath condenses at the root of the mountain", "No concave, no convex, no interruption..."

Cheng Ying chanted the content in a low voice. Nine Yang refers to the sun, and it is also pure Yang. The introduction to this set of internal energy is to refine the pure Yang energy in the body, and when the skill reaches the extreme, Yin and Yang are balanced.

"This set of cultivation methods is truly remarkable."

Cheng Ying flipped through it roughly and saw that this set of scriptures didn't record many moves, but wrote the way of moving breath vividly. Even though she practiced the Nine Yin Manual, she had made great progress in moving breath.

Jin Yong's novels have been revised twice, and the origins of the Nine Yin Manual and the Nine Yang Manual have changed. In the original version, both the Nine Yin Manual and the Nine Yang Manual were written by Bodhidharma. Among them, the Nine Yang Manual focuses on nourishing breath and saving lives, and the Nine Yin Manual focuses on defeating enemies and winning. These Nine Yin and Nine Yang generate and restrain each other, complementing each other.

Later, in the Sanlian version, Huang Shang became the author of the Nine Yin Manual.

In the new century revision, the Wine-Drinking Monk became the author of the Nine Yang Manual.

It's just that the essence of the two martial arts has not changed. The Nine Yang Manual is still pure, and the Nine Yin Manual is still broad. The two martial arts can also refer to each other, and when they reach the extreme, they reach the same goal by different routes.

After Xiaolongnu and Cheng Ying finished reading, they stuffed the scripture back into Gu Qing's chest. The three of them held hands. Before leaving, Gu Qing turned his head and looked at Mount Shaoshi again.

Many years later, the young Zhang Wuji, who was suffering from cold poison, brought a rotten old man, and the two of them surrounded the Shaolin Temple. Because they were too easy to talk to, they were jumped by the Shaolin Temple in various ways, and they couldn't even ask for a Shaolin Nine Yang skill, and finally returned empty-handed.

Gu Qing jumped the Shaolin Temple's face directly, and instead had everything.

People, you really can't be too easy to talk to.

Gu Qing looked at Xiaolongnu and said, "Shall we go through Luoyang and then return to Mount Zhongnan?"

Recently, Gu Qing had obtained many martial arts manuals and had a lot of merit. He was preparing to find a place to cultivate together for a period of time and integrate all kinds of martial arts. As for the Absolute Love Valley, he could go there later. After all, there were only two swords in it that were worth Gu Qing's trip.

Xiaolongnu was in white with a purple belt, wearing a fur hat. When she heard Gu Qing say return to the Ancient Tomb, a smile naturally appeared on her face, but she said, "It's good to go anywhere." She was no longer so afraid of the world, but she still liked quietness.

"Then let's go to Luoyang first."

Gu Qing said firmly.

The Shaolin Temple was not too far from Luoyang. Gu Qing drove the carriage. Along the way, there were many Shaolin lay disciples blocking the road to visit, wanting to host banquets and send gifts. They were all local powerful figures, and they were all sincere. Because Xiaolongnu and Cheng Ying didn't like liveliness, Gu Qing accepted the money for the sake of merit and refused the banquet. By the time they reached Luoyang, the gold and silver in the carriage were affecting Xiaolongnu and Cheng Ying's ride.

Gu Qing had to admit that the Shaolin Temple really had strength.

Luoyang in the Song Dynasty was the Western Capital and was equally prosperous. After Gu Qing arrived here, he bought some dried fruits with money, put some silver in his arms, and then entrusted the entire carriage to a Shaolin lay disciple surnamed Zhao, not worrying at all about whether the silver would be lost, and took Xiaolongnu and Cheng Ying to play in Luoyang.

Listening to operas, watching juggling, and renting carriages, they went to the Longmen Grottoes. In the evening, they returned to the Zhao family.

"Alliance Master Gu."

The head of the Zhao family was tall, with strong muscles and bones, standing like a nail. He was clearly a Shaolin hard-skill practitioner, and his voice was loud and powerful. After calling Gu Qing Alliance Master, he led Gu Qing to a side room and said, "Today, after you left, we met three people. Hearing that they were old acquaintances of yours, we rescued them."

Zhao Lei opened the door of the guest room. Inside, charcoal was burning, and it was warm all around. There were two beds. One was lying with an old man, and the other was lying with Wu Xiuwen. Wu Dunru was anxiously taking care of them. Seeing Gu Qing coming, it was like seeing a savior. He was full of tears and rushed over, kneeling down with a thud.

"What's going on?"

Gu Qing walked into the room, looked at the old man, whose arms were tightly tied and black blood was flowing from his fingertips, and then looked at Wu Xiuwen, who was the same.

"According to this Master Wu, this is the Ice Soul Yun Yinzi Needle poison of the Red-Lian demon."

Zhao Lei said on the side, "After we rescued the three Masters Wu, we also found famous doctors in Luoyang City. They encountered this kind of poison and suffered harm themselves. If it weren't for the timely rescue, they would have fallen into it themselves."

Gu Qing nodded, looked at the old man, who should be Wu Santong, the father of the big and small Wus. He reached out and lifted them up, making Wu Santong and Wu Xiuwen stand upside down, pointing at their bodies one after another. Relying on the internal energy of the Primordial Qi Art, he suppressed the reversal of their breath, operated Ouyang Feng's detoxification method, and let the poison of the Ice Soul Yun Yinzi Needle flow out little by little.

"Do those famous doctors need treatment?"

Gu Qing asked Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei shook his head and said, "They were only slightly poisoned. We bled and sealed the acupoints in time, so they are fine."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Wu Dunru kowtowed to Gu Qing and Zhao Lei.

"How did you get into this state?"

Gu Qing pulled Wu Dunru up. Being in such a sorry state, Guo Jing might not feel anything, but Huang Rong would definitely feel ashamed.

"Xiao Wu and I met our father who was brought by Uncle Zhu Ziliu in Xiangyang City."

Wu Dunru looked at Wu Santong and said with tears, "My father has practiced for many years and his martial arts have greatly improved. Seeing Xiao Wu and me unhappy, he took us both to hunt down the Red-Lian demon to avenge my mother."

Gu Qing was quite approving. This was a rare serious matter for the big and small Wus.

"What about Li Mochou? How is she?"

Gu Qing's voice was deliberately lowered.

Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu were from the same sect and had sisterly feelings for each other. Li Mochou in the Divine Eagle, when she snatched Guo Xiang, didn't know it was Huang Rong's daughter, but thought it was Xiaolongnu's daughter, and didn't do anything to the child, but instead raised her with all her heart.

Now that Wu Santong and the big and small Wus were like this, Gu Qing thought they had fought Li Mochou, so he lowered his voice to avoid spreading the news of her death and making Xiaolongnu sad.

"Li Mochou is chasing us."

Wu Dunru said.

"..."

Gu Qing's eyes were a little different.

If you don't have the strength, why are you provoking Li Mochou?

(End of chapter)