The Lord of the Pure Land said that he would do it. The next morning, he indeed began with the most basic exercise formula and taught the Six Divine Trigrams to Shan Qingfeng one by one without reservation. As fast as thunder, as anxious as flying lightning, as strong and soft as "Rahats"; as powerful and soft as a forceful "Arhats"; as powerful as a forceful and domineering, "Vajra Dispel" of fissure of muscles and flesh; as fierce and scorching, "Bodhisattva Destruction" of burning iron and melting gold; as quickly and chaotic, dispersing body and spirit gathering; and, finally, "Tathagata Break" driven by the internal force without a single force, the mind of each trick is extremely mysterious and profound, and the practice method is even more dangerous. If no one is instructed from the side and only groping by himself, he will end up with a miserable ending of no bones at any time.

Speaking of martial arts qualifications and insights, Shan Qingfeng is actually not too good. But she is superior to her talent and intelligence and can never forget it. Even if she is not clear about the reason, she can only rely on rote memorization to engrave the formulas of the mind in her heart. At night, she took the pen and ink to record the mental methods taught by her husband during the day. Jile Authentic Jue has always had rules. The six magical techniques of the magical skills of the sect do not fall into words, but only passed on them by word of mouth between masters and disciples. But now Jile Authentic Jue is facing unprecedented challenges. Before Yang Xuangan, a half-crazy and half-incid rebirth, Mahaye must first consider the big question of whether the sect can continue to pass on. Therefore, he ignores his wife's actions.

In this way, seven days passed in the blink of an eye. Shan Qingfeng had recorded the complete set of Six Divine Arts and Heart Methods on the table and bound them into a book, and then used a wooden box to store it with precious and important places. She carefully placed the wooden box into the dark square under the bed. The couple also breathed a long sigh and looked back and smiled at the same time. Mahaye was about to speak when suddenly a footstep came outside the dormitory, and then Sha also heard Sha whisper: "Master, Master?"

Mahaye smiled and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

Sha Ye gasped while speaking and said, "A man has come from the palace and I will send an order to enter the palace as soon as possible. It seems... it is about Yang Su."

Mahaye stood up with a "wow~" and said in a low voice: "The old fox has appeared?" He turned around and instructed: "Qingfeng, you are tired too. Have a good rest. I will see you when I enter the palace and come." Then he put on his coat and opened the door and left. Soon, the footsteps were from heavy to light again, and he had already walked far.

Shan Qingfeng sat in front of the dressing table, holding his chin with his right hand, listening to the sound of footsteps that were gone, and suddenly a hint of melancholy appeared above the red face. After a long time, she frowned slightly and sighed quietly. Before the sound fell, a few "gu~gu~" sounds came from outside the window. Shan Qingfeng's body suddenly shook violently, and his movements of getting up were too violent, so that even Xiu Dun was sitting on the ground. Shan Qingfeng had no time to pay attention, but just walked straight to the window and pushed

When I opened the window, I saw a pigeon jumping around on the windowsill. The pigeon was snow-white all over, but the hair next to the eye sockets was dark purple, and it stretched out to the back of my head, forming a flying flame. It looked very handsome. There were no birds raised in Jile Temple, so the pigeon should have flew from outside. However, it was not afraid of people. When he saw Shan Qingfeng appear, he not only did not avoid it, but jumped closer and pecked Shan Qingfeng with his beak to show his intimacy.

Shan Qingfeng's eyes were dim and he clenched his fists hard. His fingernails penetrated deeply into the palm of his palms and didn't even realize it. After a while, she suddenly subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, then smiled softly, reached out to pick up the pigeon, untied the small bamboo tube tied to its right foot, but poured out a small handful of rouge-colored fragrant rice from the purse she carried with her. The pigeon was croaking and began to lower his head to peck at the rice grains. Shan Qingfeng turned the bamboo tube and took out a small note from it. When she opened it, she saw two lines of small characters clearly written in small fly heads. Shan Qingfeng glanced at it, then lit the candle, put the note on the fire and burned it. The ashes blew away with the wind, without any trace.

After eating the rouge and fragrant rice, the pigeons cooed and roared a few more times, flapping their wings and flew away from Jile Temple in an instant. Shan Qingfeng looked up at the sky, but saw the setting sun setting in the west and gradually sinking. Although he had already made a decision, when things came, he still felt confused. He sat aside in a daze, without saying anything, like a clay puppet.

In a moment, it was already dark. The little girl who was responsible for serving her daily life and food came to invite the sect leader's wife to have meals as usual, and she didn't even ask. The little girl asked a few times, but she couldn't hear any response. She saw that the sect leader's wife was out, and she didn't dare to go into the room to check, so she turned around and left. Dan Qingfeng didn't care about her. She sat vaguely until the first update, and the sound of the sect boss knocking on the chubby and shouting came. Dan Qingfeng suddenly woke up like a dream, stood up and breathed a long sigh. She walked to the window and looked around, and saw that there was no trace of people in the small garden outside the room. Suddenly, she jumped onto the wall and used her light skills to walk lightly on the wind. She left Jile Temple soon after, and rushed straight to the southeast corner of Daxing City.

After about half an hour of leaving, a Taoist temple suddenly appeared in the dark night ahead. With the help of the dim starlight, the plaque on the gate of the Taoist temple was vaguely recognized, which contained the three words "Yu Liguan". I remember that when the deposed prince Yang Yong was still in power, he respected the head of the Taoist temple, Chaoyang Tianshi as his teacher. Taoism was ordered to build many Taoist temples in Daxing City, and the incense was extremely popular. However, the good situation was not constant, and since the rise of the authenticity of the Pure Land, Mahaye assisted

After Yang Guang replaced Yang Yong, Taoist forces scattered. The Taoist temples in Daxing City were either demolished and built another house or forced to be converted into the lower courtyard of Jile Temple. Only a handful of Taoist temples were left, because they were narrow and dilapidated, so they could survive. The Yuli Temple in front of me had paint on the front door and the golden characters on the plaque were refuted. It was obvious that they had been ruined for a long time, but I didn't know if there were any Taoist priests inside.

Shan Qingfeng didn't stop for much. He just glanced at the plaque and walked along the wall without hesitation. In a moment, he had arrived at the backyard of Taoist temple. She turned over and jumped over the low wall, and saw that the courtyard was full of large pieces of bamboo. A gust of evening breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled, and the wind was filled with scents. It smelled into the nose, which immediately made people feel relaxed and happy. She walked forward for two or three steps, and suddenly her eyes lit up. Someone lit up the fire and walked slowly out of the depths of the bamboo forest.
Chapter completed!