Shi Qingxuan's face was a little solemn and she said softly: "This method is very cruel. Young Master, don't let the people in the Demon Sect hear it."

Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "You are worried too much, what do you think? The Daoxin Demonic Art requires extremely high qualifications, which is not something that ordinary people can practice. Moreover, this method is the orthodox recorded by the Daoxin Demonic Art. The other two types are my calculations, and the other is the method that Xiang Yutian and others have taken a different approach."

"Oh, so that's it." Shi Qingxuan sighed lightly and said, "Then what martial arts do you have, similar to it?"

Shen Yuanjing said: "If you really want to learn, I can teach you a magical skill that can be achieved in a similar method, and both parties can benefit. "Taking a golden thread every year to make wedding clothes for others" is the magical skill of wedding clothes.

To practice this magical skill, you must first practice martial arts to a level of 60% or 70%, and then you must transfer all your skills to another person and start practicing again. Because there are still extra roots in your body, when you practice again, you will achieve twice the result with half the effort. It can be said that "If you want to use the benefits, you will first defeat the sharp edge."

If you ruin your strength once, you can combine your energy with your body, and run as a top-notch master in the world. If you can ruin your strength and practice it three times, you will be able to cleanse your muscles and marrow, reborn, and return to the baby."

Shi Qingxuan was moved when she heard this. After thinking for a while, she found the key and asked: "How about the person who received the merits?"

Shen Yuanjing said: "I'm afraid it's difficult to make progress in my life. But he can also be considered a hero. If he can withstand three transfers of his skills, it will not be difficult to compare with those of Jianyu Culture and others."

Shi Qingxuan nodded, thought for a while and said, "How long does it take to practice until 60% or 70% or 70%? How much time does it take, and how powerful it is?"

Shen Yuanjing said: "The qualifications required to get started are also extremely high. It will probably take at least twenty years to practice the first time of dispersing skills. If you practice this skill, you will have the power of heaven, thunder, earth and fire, and it will be strong and yang, which is completely opposite to the magic method of Taoist heart."

Shi Qingxuan tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "It's only been more than 30 years since she can practice such magical skills. I think there are restrictions or defects?"

Shen Yuanjing said: "Except for the son of Qiyun, the martial arts methods are all progressive step by step. If you take a shortcut, you will have to endure the backlash. As long as you practice this skill, you will be unable to stop, otherwise the true qi will be dry and difficult to operate. When you go up the fifth level, you will be in pain when you activate the true qi, just like a sharp needle piercing it; but if you stop practicing, your skills will dissipate immediately, and the pain of dissipating the skill will be like thousands of ants eating, which is really something that people can endure."

Shi Qingxuan frowned and said, "No matter how strong the true qi is, what's the use of it? If you use true qi to the enemy, your inner meridian is like a needle piercing, how can you use martial arts?"

Shen Yuanjing nodded and said, "But that's the case. It's just that the surname Shi is not good, but the heart is like iron stone."

"Then I won't practice it anymore." Shi Qingxuan said: "Since you know the martial arts of the world, I will choose other ones, isn't it the same?"

Shen Yuanjing said: "It's wise. Persisting in practicing qigong day after day is a painful thing. When you have a choice, why bother yourself? Then what do you want to learn?"

Shi Qingxuan did not answer, but asked, "I, Guan Gongzi, are not a Buddhist, but I asked me to come to Wulu Temple in the middle of the night. What was my intention?"

"Of course it's because of Shi Zhixuan." Shen Yuanjing said leisurely, "The quiet room below is where he practiced as the abbot of Wulu Temple."

"What?" Even though Shi Qingxuan had always been calm and calm, she couldn't control herself at this moment, and exclaimed in surprise: "What does this mean by young master? Could it be that the man is not here now, are you going to wait for the rabbit?"

Shen Yuanjing shook his head and said, "It's not that. He was still there just now. But after hearing our plan to deal with him, he was so scared that he ran away in panic."

"Wouldn't that be the matter of the false evil emperor's relics be heard for him?" Shi Qingxuan immediately figured it out and said, "That's right, the people in the Demon Sect have always been selfish. Even if he knows this plan, he will only bury it in his heart and secretly care about it. How can he tell You Niaojuan and others?"

Shen Yuanjing replied: "Yes, he fought with me, so he naturally understood that if there was a flaw in his body, he would not be my opponent. Besides, if I could find this accurately, I knew his identity and warned him. How dare he fight me, so naturally I could only escape immediately."

Just now, he and Shi Zhixuan fought across the roof. When Shi Qingxuan came, Shi Zhixuan suddenly broke his mind and avoided the secret path. He was threatened by him again, so he had to retreat.

Shi Qingxuan's face suddenly became very complicated. After a while, she sighed softly and asked, "Young Master Chen, what etiquette should I do if I want to worship you as my teacher?"

...

"Look." Shen Yuanjing sat in the restaurant compartment next to him, pointed his hand at his remote courtyard, and said, "But there have been thousands of soldiers in this short time. Yinshishi is cautious about me."

"Isn't this what the master expected? Otherwise, why would you have to rush back overnight and take away important things?" Shi Qingxuan said while carefully checking the guqin's pine wind, "You call yourself the three masters of 'qin, book, and sword'. When will you play a song to let your disciple see your eyes?"

Shen Yuanjing sat opposite him and smiled and said, "What's the difficulty? Now." After that, he gently picked up the guqin.

Shi Qingxuan said with a calm expression between her eyebrows: "Master, don't lie to me. There are so many people here. Once the piano sound comes out, in just a moment, there will definitely be troops from Yinshi Master coming to the door."

Shen Yuanjing thought for a while and said, "That's right, playing here is really cheap. You, the disciples, are all 'beginning after asking for help, and they are still pressing the jade flute half-covering their faces.' My master, naturally, you can't play for others easily."

Shi Qingxuan was used to his confidence, ignored him, studied the guqin with peace of mind, and was very devoted. Shen Yuanjing was also used to her simplicity and looked out the window without caring about it.

The Yinshi Master searched for Shen Yuanjing but failed, so he had to transfer his anger to others. Not only did he complain, but he even refused to allow Qu Tutong's memorial to recover from illness. He directly ordered to kill him, but he had to plead for Gu Yi to give up.

At this moment, Shen Yuanjing and Shi Qingxuan had already left and headed towards Jiangdu.

...

"Hahahaha." There were laughter and joy everywhere in the restaurant, and one person shouted: "The foolish lord finally died, which is really satisfying!"

As soon as Shen Yuanjing and Shi Qingxuan came down from Chen Liu, they heard an extremely important news that Yang Guang was killed by Yu Wenhui and in Jiangdu, and the world was about to change.

The two of them were looking for remote and deserted mountains and rivers to avoid being found, but they didn't care about continuing to rush like this.

Shen Yuanjing stopped here and for several days, he wanted to inquire about the follow-ups of Yang Guang's death.

Yu Wenhe launched a coup in Jiangdu, murdered Yang Guang, and supported Emperor Wen of Sui, Yang Hao, the niece of Yang Guang, as the puppet emperor, and called himself the prime minister.

Hearing that he had made a decision and openly declared that he would lead his army to the north, Shen Yuanjing shook his head and said, "Qingxuan, please take a closer look at what a fool would look like if he practiced the magical skill of wedding dress. Yu Wen and the killing of Yang Guang were equivalent to removing the shackles on his body for the major clans and the generals of the court. The tiger was out of the cage and could no longer be controlled.

If he could take Jiangdu as his foundation, he would still have two or three points of atmosphere, but now he would take his own life and want to go north. On the one hand, he offended Luoyang Wang Shichong and Daxing Yinshi Master, and on the other hand, he also inspires Xiaoguojun's homesickness. Once he is blocked, he will have to wait to die."
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