Heavenly Martial Arts - 102. Chapter 102 The Mountain and Sea Qianlong Technique (Ninth, please support!)

Although the cliff of Shiyin God’s tomb is steep, it is nothing in front of such masters as He Heng. He followed the plank road and quickly climbed to the entrance of the cave and filed in.

The cave was as high as one person, and there were traces of axe chiseling around it. The ground was scattered with the bones of birds and beasts, as small as a finch, as large as a yellow sheep, new and old, shocking, all prey killed by falcons.

There is no coffin at the end of the cave, only a bronze door, old and deep, with patina mottled on it.

He Heng looked around for a moment, frowned slightly, and walked straight to the bronze door. The bronze door was two, closed in the middle, and the cracks between the doors were sealed with clay, which was airtight. He Heng pushed with his hand, but he didn’t move at all. Although he only pushed at will, he still had hundreds of catties of strength. The bronze door remained motionless, showing its firmness.

He Heng looked at the bronze gate coldly, snorted, and punched out as hard as a dragon, suddenly bursting out, and the bronze gate was shot torn apart in an instant.

Hearing a “boom” from above, a huge boulder fell and smashed straight ahead.

He Heng snorted again, his eyes widened, his palms roared out, like a thunderbolt, hitting the boulder. The stone was shot a few meters away by the wind of the palm, and it burst into pieces and broke apart in an instant.

Under the light of the dim moonlight, He Heng saw the situation in the tomb. The tomb was square and clear at a glance: there were a few rows of shelves on the left with knives, guns, swords and halberds, but because of the age, most of the weapons have been decayed; On the right is three iron boxes, rusty, I don’t know what is installed; but in the middle of the tomb, there is a stone tower, probably two people tall, slender outline, simple and solemn.

He Heng gently opened the three boxes, but saw that the first box contained a few antiques, which were rusty and inconspicuous; while the second box contained Buddhist scriptures and calligraphy, but most of them were damp and decayed; as for the third one. Boxes are all kinds of porcelain, gold and silver utensils.

By the way, He Heng took a look at these things, then walked away dismissively, and went to the weapon rack to take a look. Most of those weapons were bare and rusty. Only one sword was incorporated into the pin and leaned against the corner of the wall. The hilt was simple in style and the sheath was covered with iron.

He Heng has a cuff, and a breath of real energy is absorbed, grabbing the long sword, and pulling it out directly. Suddenly, he hears a dragon chant. The cold air in the tomb is immediately pressing. The sword body is half out of the sheath, and the autumn water sinks blue, and the eyebrows can be seen. .

“Good sword!” He Heng stroked his sword lightly and praised, “This is the true sword among the Eight Swords of the King of Yue!”

Legend has it that in the Spring and Autumn Period, the King of Yue Goujian took the gold from Kunshan and drew the water from the red spring, summoned famous craftsmen, and made eight swords, one of which was the Zhengang sword. Cutting jade and breaking gold, like cutting earth and wood, is not under Juque and Zhanlu. The world is just a legend, who knows that there is a sword. To count it, this sword has gone through two thousand years, as bright as autumn, and it is brilliant, like a new casting, without a trace of rust.

He Heng took out a bronze cauldron from the iron box, the sword light shone, and with a light stroke, the bronze cauldron split into two instantly, and the fracture was bright and neat, like a knife cut. Tofu is average.

“It’s a good sword, but it’s a pity that I am not a real swordsman.” He Heng sighed. Although his swordsmanship is not bad, he is not a pure swordsman. When this sword fell into his hands, it was a bright pearl secretly thrown.

“However, you should be able to sell a few Lingjing when you bring it back to the Great Sky World!” He Heng spent all his savings some time ago in order to deal with Ji Xikong. Even if he joins the Zhenwu faction, the family should have a considerable reward. But he wouldn’t despise himself for being so brilliant.

Holding the “Zhengang Sword”, He Heng stared at the central stone tower.

The stone tower is the tower of the death of the Brahman Sect.

However, God Shiyin was born in the Brahma Gate, and then returned to the vulgar for some reason. In his twilight years, he had an epiphany and returned to the empty gate. It is also appropriate to use the stone tower to bury his body.

He Heng looked at the stone tower, smiled coldly, drew his sword out of its sheath, flicked the “Zhengang Sword” in his hand, the sword light flew, just listened to the sound of clank clank, the iron gate was opened directly before stepping on, and it was immediately Clang landed. He Xianping saw that the splendor behind the door was piled up and covered with dust. There was a man sitting in the middle of the tower niche. He had a burly physique and a long beard. His eyes were slightly closed, revealing a trace of gaps, and a pair of thick eyebrows flew upwards.

He Heng was startled and stared at the man tightly. He seemed to open his eyes and jump out at any time.

But after a while, the man remained motionless. He slumped and sat with his hands on his knees, holding a jasper lotus with his left hand, and a mutton jade box with his right hand, all of which were exquisitely polished. And it is dazzling, shining in the moonlight.

“It’s a non-destructive golden body. It seems that when the Shiyin god died, he had realized the realm of’truth like’, and his body entered the state of indestructible vajra above the unsullied body, leaving it immortal for hundreds of years. It’s just a pity , This world is not a yellow world, nor is he a Guangchengzi. Although the physical body is not bad, the primordial spirit has not achieved the’broken diamond’. He can only sit in sadness, sadly sighing.” He Heng looked at the figure and suddenly sighed. road.

He Heng kicked open the iron gate of the stone tower that fell on the ground, walked straight into the step, stared at Shi Yinshen, and took out the lotus flower and jade box on his hands.

There is a set of pamphlets in the jade box with the five characters “Elephant Invisible Fist”, which is the fame of the god Shiyin that year. It was not passed on to future generations and was brought to the grave after death.

After He Heng glanced, he looked at the bottom of the lotus flower, which was actually hollow!

He Heng picked up the sealing wax and looked at it lightly. The lotus stem was hollow, but a jade tube, and the mouth of the tube was sealed with paraffin wax. He Heng removed the wax seal, only to feel that there was something in it. With a light shake of his right hand, a roll of thin paper suddenly slipped out of the tube.

He Heng gently unfolded the thin paper and looked through the fluorescence on the Yulian. The content on the paper is divided into two halves, one half is filled with small text, and the other half is drawn with many lines, twists and turns, beautiful and complicated, under the graphics, there are a few small characters written-“Mountain and River Qianlong Jue”.

“Is this the fascinating’Shanhai Qianlong Jue’ of Shiyin Shenwu Dao Dacheng?” He Xianzheng glanced at it, frowning and muttered: “The true dragon of the five mountains falls, the dead dragon is in the sky, the nine heavens jade dragon flies, the fire dragon does not know the spring? …”

This “Mountain and Sea Qianlong Art” is different from general martial arts. It is an internal power evolved from the technique of Feng Shui. The changes in the five elements, the growth and decline of energy, coincide with the boundless world, but it is a big deal.

This is also the reason why He Heng came to look for this skill. The “Miao Le Ling Fei Jing” of the spiritual Taoist or the future “Six False Skills of Zhouliu” and “Donkey Kong Divine Power” are not bad. This is more suitable for He Heng.

He Hengde Tiansui’s true human inheritance has “Emperor Zai and Divine Art”, which is the path of evolving martial arts through Feng Shui, which is in line with this “Mountain and Sea Qianlong Art.”

He Heng took a close look at the thin paper in his hand, and sighed abruptly after a long time: “This Shi Yinshen is also a martial arts wizard of a generation, but it’s a pity that he was born in the wrong place!”

The “Mountain and Sea Qianlong Jue” naturally corresponds to the human body with the heaven and the earth, creating the supreme Taoist body, and the power of this skill can be seen by releasing the immortal legacy of the God of Yin for hundreds of years.

But what is helpless is that this exercise is on the path of physical enlightenment, and the world’s spirit is no longer able to support a human being who is enlightened. Bai Yuchan can only choose to abandon the form and detach himself with “emptiness” and release the seal. This way of God is a dead end.

“It’s a pity, if he was born in the big world and successfully refines himself and the big world’s dragon veins into one, it is at least Chun Yang’s achievement! Although the countless masters in the big world can’t allow anyone to do anything… …He can hardly have this ability himself.” He Heng sighed slightly, then looked at the “Shanhai Qianlong Art” again, and after he learned it well, he took it in his bag.

The level of “Emperor and Divine Art” was too high to be understood by He Heng’s realm, so he had to seek similar exercises, comprehend by analogy, and lay the foundation for studying this skill in the future.

He Heng looked at Shi Yinshen’s legacy again, and gently sealed his door, riding on the moonlight, and walked out of the cave.

It was still late at night, the moon was thick, and the world was silent. He Heng walked back slowly along the way he came.

But when he was halfway there, his complexion changed abruptly. Looking around, the rustling trees were swaying, and the cold breeze was blowing, without seeing anything unusual. He suddenly turned around and drank: “My friend hasn’t come out yet, where do you want to go with Hemou?”

Under the night, a slender figure suddenly appeared, stepping on the wind, staring at He Heng, silent.