martial law

In fact, it can be seen from this scripture of Nine Yins that Huang Chang, who wrote this scripture back then, did not actually reach the innate state.

Or maybe just arrived.

Because, the advantage of the Nine Yin Scriptures is a blog word.

It covers everything, from body training to Qi training, from weapons to fists and feet, to grappling, as well as subtle mystic arts.

Dabble in everything, nothing very deep.

If you practice according to the practice, nine times out of ten you will not be congenital.

This situation is actually the same as when Wang Chongyang practiced innate skills back then.

He was only short of a foot in the door, but he couldn't get past that foot.

There is no other reason.

The foundation is lacking.

Yang Lin discovered that if he wanted to return to his innate nature, he must first have an innate body.

What is the innate body.

It's not that a child has just been born and has a weak body that has not been infiltrated by acquired qi.

Instead, from blood to bone marrow, from teeth to hair, all have undergone purification and evolution, that is, after the marrow and tendons have been washed to an extremely advanced level, they can accept the infusion of innate qi.

In other words, it is a threshold to sense the aura between heaven and earth.

As for this world, the inner energy is more important than the body... I don't know why, or there are people with ulterior motives who cut off this link.

As a result, there is no special body training method, the foundation is not solid, and it is impossible to reach the highest level.

Think about this.

Yang Lin thought that in his original world, although the level of strength is not high, the inheritance has not been completely cut off.

Daozang inheritance, on the contrary, is more complete.

such as.

He once heard a word.

"Cultivate only life, not nature, this is the first disease of practice;

But cultivating ancestral nature without cultivating alchemy, it is difficult for ghosts to become holy..."

You see, how clear and thorough this principle is.

If you want to go long-term, the two must not be partial, and you must go in balance.

Otherwise, it is only a hero for a while, and it is difficult to see the supreme road.

So, after he gave his little sister Lu Xiaowan the power to cleanse the marrow and drive away the disease, he began to study the unified scriptures.

Integrate the Nine Yin Scriptures, innate skills, and some essences of the national arts that I have learned.

Created a set of self-exercise exercises that are based on body training and Qi, and go hand in hand, and plan to pass this kind of exercises on to relatives and friends.

Life is full of life.

When you come here, you have to do something.

What he is going to leave behind is an inheritance.

These days, nothing else is said, but loyalty and commitment.

Yang Lin passed down the path of martial arts, including the Wujue, and the Quanzhen Sect, which will naturally become his helpers in the future.

This cause and effect is too great for anyone to ignore.

Of course, when they explain martial arts by themselves, they don't have to listen, let alone learn.

Then naturally there is nothing to lose.

In fact, even Grandmaster Nandi Yideng would not be willing to part with this opportunity.

……

this day.

Wind and sunshine.

Lake Island.

Master Huang Yao's father and daughter, Hong Qigong, Master Yideng, the six sons of Quanzhen, the Jade Girl and Xiaolongnv of the Ancient Tomb School, the Six Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River, the family of Lujiazhuang, and some high-level officials from the Taihu Water Village all gathered here.

Yang Lin talked eloquently.

No smallpox fell.

It's just the ordinary talk, the ordinary rehearsal, and everyone is fascinated by it.

They see their own gaps, their fundamental deficiencies.

I saw that Yang Lin was as strong as a dragon and elephant.

Watching him draw the aura of heaven and earth smoothly, and his in-depth interpretation of various martial arts.

Everyone was shocked beyond words.

I can't help myself for a while.

There is a feeling of hearing the Tao in the morning and dying in the evening.

Especially Huang Yaoshi, if he realized something after listening to it, he took out his long flute and played a song of blue sea tide on the spot.

Crying and laughing again, drank three jars of wine, and fell to the ground drunk.

He didn't know who he remembered or mourned.

Or because I am happy that I finally see the way forward today, and I am no longer confused.

The six disciples of Quanzhen all bowed to the north, thanking the former teacher... and also thankful that Wang Chuyi was able to accept such a disciple.

Today, it is a foregone conclusion that Quanzhen Sect will become the number one religion in the world.

In the future, perhaps, the teachings will be broadcast to foreign countries in foreign regions.

This kind of achievement, when Wang Chongyang first established Quanzhen Sect, he would never have dreamed of it.

Huang Rong was not particularly moved. She supported her old father and looked at Yang Lin, her eyes were full of water.

All this is like a dream.

……

After the sermon, of course, the big wedding.

This is the happy event.

Just after the renovation and expansion of Guiyun Village, the lights and festoons were put on, and guests and friends were invited to drink wedding wine.

The court is here.

The leader was a civil servant who read out the imperial decree of Emperor Lizong to reward Lu Guanying, the owner of Lu Shaozhuang.

Yanzhou comfort envoy.

A moderate official.

Yang Lin just smiled and threw away the imperial decree.

Regardless of the green and white faces of the civil servants, they smiled and drank with all the guests and friends.

After a while, another imperial decree came.

This time, Duke Yan was sealed.

Yang Lin turned to look at Huang Rong with a smile and said, "Rong'er, do you think this official is not big enough to match your husband's status?"

"It's too big to be named Duke without military exploits. However, if you ask me, it still doesn't match the status of a gentleman..."

Huang Rong smiled like a flower, she was wearing a big red dowry, and followed Yang Lin to toast table by table, without even looking at the imperial decree.

Chapter 207 Guo Jing and Concubine Rong

The official delivering the decree, neither standing nor sitting, stayed for a while, and left quickly amidst the laughter of the crowd.

Wait until the wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed the five flavors.

This time someone came again.

The people who came were dressed in red official uniforms, they looked majestic, but they had kind faces.

As soon as he came in, he laughed and offered a heavy gift, and then claimed that he would take advantage of the prince's wedding and beg for a glass of water and wine.

"A traitor."

"Master Ding..."

Someone in the banquet had heard about this person's appearance, or maybe he had seen it from a distance, so he let out a soft breath at this moment.

Seeing that the most powerful official in the dynasty came to Guiyun Village with such humble words and lavish courtesy, he was also afraid that Yang Lin would not accept the imperial edict, so he behaved completely without the prestige of a prime minister of a country.

Even people like Huang Yaoshi who disregard etiquette.

At this moment, he couldn't help but look sideways secretly.

"My lord?"

Yang Lin became interested.

He put down his wine glass, took the silk scarf handed over by Huang Rong, wiped his hands, and said with a half-smile, "Bring it here, let's see what kind of official the officials have sealed me this time?"

Ding Daquan bowed his body, not daring to show off, he held the imperial decree in his hands and handed it over his head, and presented it.

He knows that the person in front of him is not someone who tells you the rules, and now in this world, no one can restrain him anymore.

It is truly an existence that can rejuvenate a country with a word and destroy a country with a word.

How could such an unreasonable existence appear in the Song Dynasty?

Sometimes, Ding Daquan would scold God for being unreasonable.

He didn't even think about it, if Yang Lin didn't appear in the Song Dynasty, it is very likely that the Song Dynasty would have disappeared by now.

Of course, at this time Ding Daquan just sincerely wanted to do a good job.

In other words, he just wanted to stabilize the other party, so that he would not have the idea of ​​the Song Dynasty's small court, so that he could live a stable life and be his own prime minister, wouldn't it be better than anything else.

As for the face of the Song family officials.

How much is that worth?

"King Yan, standing shoulder to shoulder with the king, is quite sincere.

Old man Ding, go back and tell the officials that I, Lu Guanying, have no interest in his Liuyang leader.

Let him be well, eat and drink as he should, and don't be too harsh on the people under his rule.

As for the land of Yan, since he has made the king, it is naturally as he wished, and this king takes it for himself. "

"Yes, yes, once the lord's troops arrive, no one in the world will dare not to follow. I wish the lord all the best and success in a single battle."

"You can talk, watch the seats. Come, treat Mr. Ding well. Today, the king is very happy. It is better to have fun alone than to have fun with others. Let's drink to our heart's content."

Yang Lin went to the wine glass, filled it up, and drank it in one gulp.

There were thunderous cheers all around.

……

Mobei.

Guo Jing was carrying his mother on his back, holding a spear in his hand, his hands and feet were already weak, and he finally escaped the pursuers.

In the end, they still separated from Huazheng and the others.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he carried his mother on his back and headed south all the way without looking back.

When Temujin was killed, he stood far away on the hillside, and did not have enough position to get close to watch.

He just looked at Yang Lin from a distance, one by one with one sword, and easily chopped off the heads of those heads and leaders who were usually arrogant and had their noses on their heads.

Finally, in front of tens of thousands of elite tribal warriors, he swung his sword and killed their pride.