Xiang Yang suppressed his chaotic thoughts and asked the village chief to take him to the jade carving place. Not to mention the jade in the stone, but just rushing to the Taoist, Xiang Yang also wanted to see how magical the jade carving was.

The road to the mountain is not smooth. Qiongshan is a stone mountain with a dangerous environment and a very steep slope. Usually, people in the village have to come in groups when climbing the mountain, and bring ropes, iron hooks and other tools.

Needless to say, Xiang Yang is a great master who practices innately and comprehends the soul. He does not mean that he can do everything from heaven to earth, but he already has the capital to travel around the world.

In terms of skill, this village chief is also at its highest level in the acquired state. Although there is no key to light skills, he has sufficient true energy and his magical powers are born. He steps along the steep slope and does not feel any difficulty in his physical strength.

But Xiang Yang still felt that he was too slow, so he passed on his set of techniques of leaping and leaping, which was not a profound martial art. It was nothing more than qi coming out of the dantian and entering the knees and feet. Between the bounce, the true qi is coming out, and the roughness is also the basis of light skills.

The village chief learned things very quickly, and his whole body was full of mellowness and mellowness. He realized the key to erecting and erecting in a few words. He jumped three or five feet high, and rushed forward with force, and even more erecting and seven feet high.

When you suddenly get this divine power, ordinary people will inevitably be surprised and even look forward to it, and desire more. However, the village chief is not surprised by the favor and disgrace, and is plain and simple, but just thanks Xiang Yang slightly, which means being indifferent.

Seeing this, Xiang Yang was amazed and even developed a little bit of love for talents. He deliberately pointed out that although he did not pass on any moves, the way to use his true energy was better than the magical power.

It can be said that the village chief himself is a treasure, but he lacks the key to open the treasure.

With the technique of raising the vertebra taught by Xiang Yang, the two of them were greatly accelerated and soon arrived at a slope in the east corner of Qiongshan that was almost at a seventy-degree angle to the flat ground at the foot of the mountain. A small stone platform was dug in the middle, and a stone sculpture of ordinary people stood on the stone platform.

The sculpture is lifelike, it is a faceless Taoist lying on his hands, with a lazy mind, as if he had not yet woken up. Although it has been eroded by ten years of wind and rain, it is as intact as before.

"This is the first stone sculpture carved by the Taoist. Over the years, many stone sculptures on the mountain have been transported away or destroyed, and only about seventy are left, all hidden in some hidden places that ordinary people cannot climb."

Speaking of this, the village chief looked a little disappointed. When the Taoist carved stones, he was the only one who watched and learned from the side, witnessed from nothing to something, and there was also a special emotion placed on the stone carvings.

Xiang Yang ignored the words of the young village chief and waved his sleeves to look at the stone sculpture carefully. It was rough and detailed. He couldn't quite understand the skills, but he could see too much in martial arts.

For example, although this posture is simple, it is the foundation of a stance and the foundation. If you cooperate with the unique key points of Qi training and practice according to this posture, you can strengthen the essence of the essence and prolong life for many years.

This is also because Xiang Yang only realized this step after seeing the martial arts. At that time, the Taoist carved ninety-nine stone sculptures, and you can imagine how profound this skill is.

"Captain Wu, you said you were breathing and sleeping according to the postures contained in the stone carvings. So how many stone carvings have you referred to in total?"

Originally, Xiang Yang thought that this person had practiced all, but now it seems that this is not the case. The nine hundred and ninety-nine stone sculptures were considered to be the essence of the Taoist martial arts. If this young village chief really practiced it, his level might not be lower than that.

"I was too stupid. I only recorded 300 of them at that time, but I couldn't remember them after that, and I couldn't practice them.

Actually, I also know that this is a great source of blessing. Unfortunately, I have a poor life and have no blessings to live up to it. I will never think about it after so many years."

When Xiang Yang heard this man's words, he couldn't help but laugh. If his fate is weak, there will be no one in the world who has a deep blessing.

Fortunately, he only remembered three hundred stone sculptures, which ended here. Although he had never understood meridians and acupoints and martial arts, he used the mystery of magical skills to freeze his breath and smooth all the meridians. In addition to strengthening the body, he also cultivated a rare acquired qi.

But if there are more innate magic and no one teaches him, his internal energy will automatically hit Niwan, and 90% may die from a life-threatening death, and the remaining 10% will hit the innate success. This person's luck is really good.

The two left the stone platform and climbed Mount Qiong again. They didn't know how high they reached. They felt that the mountains were surrounded by mist and their bodies were filled with moisture. Looking down the mountain, they could no longer see the scenery, but were only covered by a layer of wandering clouds.

Xiang Yang looked around and saw that the heaven and earth were all under his feet. Looking at the unstable and impermanent white clouds, he suddenly felt various insights and had more experience of the newly-trained Paiyun Palm, especially the Yunlai Fairyland.

Yunlai Fairyland is a way to hit the clouds with one palm, and combined with spiritual power, the enemy is unable to touch the limit and creates hallucinations. It is so confusing and unable to prevent it. It gives Yu a killing move, which is very similar to the scene in front of him.

"In the past, when I practiced Dragon Subduing Palm, I practiced more about the methods of exercising strength and luck in the inner world and the coordinated arrangement of moves. The more mature I became, the stronger the palm power would be, and the greater the power would be.

But this is limited. People have limited internal strength and limited strength. Even if they are unable to do anything, it is still the martial arts of ordinary people.

Innate martial arts such as Paiyun Palm are more about understanding the principles of heaven and earth and integrating them into it. The deeper the perception, the greater the power. Simulating the nature of heaven and earth, and even gods, Buddhas and demons, what kind of competition do people use? Isn’t this just a spy on heaven and man?”

Xiang Yang's heart moved and he had a better understanding of the innate realm. Refining qi to return to the spirit, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and replenishing the spirit of the human body. This is the Taoist practice and the fundamental.

To understand the nature of heaven and earth, and to use the interoperability between inside and outside heaven and earth to exert lethality beyond the ordinary, this is a Taoist technique and a means to protect the Tao and kill the enemy.

It’s not impossible to understand the nature of heaven and earth, but you realize it, so what? It’s difficult to resonate with heaven and earth, and still cannot improve combat power. Therefore, countless people are striving to seek the innate realm.

"Little Master? Little Master? Why are you stunned? The jade carving is not far from the mountain and is almost here."

The young village chief interrupted Xiang Yang's thoughts, suppressed the throbbing of practicing hard on the mountain to comprehend the sea of ​​clouds, and nodded and continued to climb the mountain.

The air in the mountains becomes thinner and gray-white stones condense into pieces, forming various forms under the natural world, which are clumsy and simple.

Occasionally, an eagle spreads its wings and flies by, as sharp as a sword, cutting through the pure white and hazy cloud waves, revealing the mountains and rivers below under the golden sunlight, which is magnificent.

In such a mountain scenery, Xiang Yang followed the young village chief to the top of a small peak in Qiongshan.

In the wide and flat mountain, a jade carving stands on the top. Under the sun, the green light is like waves, rippling and shining, and a strong pressure spreads on the top of the mountain, like a mighty prison, making people feel like a disaster is coming.

The young village chief's eyes collapsed, and it was as crystal clear as a thread. He covered his eyes and fell to the ground. He breathed in big mouthfuls. His honest face was full of water droplets, and he couldn't tell whether it was water vapor or tears, or sweat flowing under pressure.

When Xiang Yang touched his bald head, his eyes shone brightly, and he used his own spirit to compete with this overwhelming pressure.
Chapter completed!