"I've made up my mind, so there's no need to say more." Dongfang Muxue turned her head away, determined not to watch Qu Feiyan anymore.
Qu Feiyan smiled sadly: "Okay, since Master wants Feifei to do this, Feifei will definitely listen to Master."
Song Qingshu's whole heart was focused on how to recover his skills, and he didn't understand the riddle-like conversation between the two. Looking at Qu Feiyan's tearful expression, he was confused: Isn't it just to protect me for a while, as for this what
"You guys have said so much, can you tell me where is that place first?" Song Qingshu said depressingly.
Dongfang Muxue looked to the west, and faintly uttered a few words: "Ningma Temple."
"Jumozhi's lair, Ningma Temple?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, wondering if there is any way to help me recover my energy
"That's right," Dongfang Muxue nodded lightly, and continued to explain, "After much deliberation, only an ancient exercise in Tantric Buddhism can solve your current physical problems."
"What kind of exercise?" Song Qingshu's mind kept flashing the martial arts that appeared in Jin Yongzhong's tantra, the flame knife, the dragon-elephant prajna skill, and the mahamudra... all seemed to be right, could it be tantric yoga
"Of course you will know when you get there," Dongfang Muxue's blushing flashed away, "Now that there are conflicts among the following countries, three of the four major sects of Esoteric Buddhism have defected to Mongolia, and Basiba of Nalanda Temple has become Temujin Your honored guest, Jinlun Dharma King of the Vajra Sect is very successful under Kublai Khan, and Sangjie of the Shingon Sect is also Ali Buge’s confidant. The Manchu Qing fought against Mongolia again and again. As an official of the Manchu Qing, if you come here The three factions are tantamount to throwing themselves into a trap."
"In this way, only Nyingma Temple is left. Nyingma Temple is the oldest sect of Tantric Buddhism. I don't know if there are other three schools of the practice I mentioned, but there must be Nyingma Temple. Nyingma Temple Jiumozhi, who was born in a monastery, has a good relationship with you, and Tubo and the Manchus are allied, so if you come to the door, they will not refuse to save you."
"It's just an acquaintance who nodded." Song Qingshu felt cheated, "According to what you said, if that skill can really restore my skill, it must be extremely precious. You people in the martial arts have one of the biggest problems , I just like to cherish my broom, and would rather lose it than pass it on to outsiders. As a Central Plains native, I am not related to them, so how could they teach me the secret knowledge of Tantric Buddhism?"
"If you ask them to pass on the flame knife, they will naturally ignore you," Dongfang Muxue said with a smile, "but that technique is different. Although it is more precious than the flame knife, they never No secrets. A big reason is that this exercise is easy to learn but difficult to master, and unless it is practiced to the highest level, the more advanced the exercise, the easier it is to die of madness. For thousands of years, no one has ever heard of anyone who can Really master this exercise. With the passage of time, fewer and fewer people know this exercise. Due to the lessons learned from the past, few disciples of the later generations of Tantric Buddhism are willing to practice it, making this exercise almost the number one in Tantric Buddhism. Chapter 180: Mysterious Cultivation Technique
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"You asked me to practice a kung fu that is destined to kill people, isn't that cheating me?" Song Qingshu smacked his tongue when he heard it, and looked at Dongfang Muxue angrily, "I am very self-aware. Confident, but never underestimate those amazing people in the vast history. The disciples of the Tantric School who chose to practice this method back then must have been very wise, but none of them could practice it. I How can He De be able to make an exception?"
"I know the situation in your body best. If you don't find a cure in time, you will definitely explode and die within a year or two. Although that technique is dangerous, there is still a chance of survival. You may not die if you practice it , if you don’t practice, you will definitely die, you choose yourself.” Dongfang Muxue sneered.
"I didn't expect that such a difficult problem as quenching thirst with poison would be encountered by me," Song Qingshu smiled wryly, and looked up at Dongfang Muxue, "If I choose not to practice, am I useless to you as a disabled person?"
"That's right," Dongfang Muxue replied bluntly, with a rather indifferent expression, "Ren Woxing is colluding with Mingjiao Zhang Wuji, and I am seriously injured, and I am in urgent need of help. The reason why I am willing to do my best to help you recover your skills is because I have taken a fancy to your potential and know that you can help me in the future, if you are not willing to take risks..." Dongfang Muxue was silent for a while, and then said: "For the sake of our friendship in the past, I will not kill you, I will leave by myself."
"It's not my character to sit and wait." Thinking of those he loves and those he hates, Song Qingshu sometimes even has an illusion: if a devil appears in front of him and is willing to make a deal with him, he will not hesitate Sell your soul for power...
"Although I know it's an aggressive method, I have to say that it really works." Song Qingshu looked at Dongfang Muxue, "You won, when should I leave?"
The corners of Dongfang Muxue's mouth turned up slightly, but she quickly covered it up: "Actually, the biggest question is not whether you are willing to learn, but whether they are willing to teach. The possibility is more than half, but the world is unpredictable, and the remaining half needs your own chance."
"Buddha is a destined person, I understand," Song Qingshu smiled, "I think I have a predestined relationship with Buddha."
"Well, since the first time I saw you, you have kept surprising me, and I hope it will continue this time." Dongfang Muxue stood up, pointed at Qu Feiyan and said, "It's a long way to go, and it's dangerous. You are suffering from internal injuries, so Feifei will protect you, she is my direct disciple, although due to her age, she is not the opponent of some long-established masters in the arena, but she is more than enough to deal with ordinary people."
"I hope Miss Feifei will take care of her." Thinking of being protected by this delicate girl in front of him, Song Qingshu couldn't be happier.
"Young Master Song, you are being polite. Since it is Master's order, I must do my best." After so long Chapter 180 Mysterious Cultivation Technique
, Qu Feiyan's mood finally stabilized slowly.
Seeing Song Qingshu's dejected expression, Dongfang Muxue decided to stimulate him with some good news: "Actually, you don't need to be so troubled. Although that kung fu is a bit mysterious, even if you can't practice it to the level of mastery, you will go crazy and die at the end. Before, you could have been free for at least ten or twenty years, so you made money no matter what.”
"You didn't say it earlier!" Song Qingshu's eyes really brightened. Since he can extend his lifespan for decades, do he still need to worry about it
When Song Qingshu returned to the room, Zhong Ling was lying on the table in a daze. Seeing him coming in, Zhong Ling looked behind him and asked cautiously, "Is Lan Fenghuang not suspicious?"
"They already know that you are continuing to cheat." Song Qingshu was a little amused when he saw her quail-like appearance, and decided to play tricks on her.
"Ah, how did she know?" Zhong Ling's face was pale, thinking that she had prepared so well, why did she still fail...
"I told you." Song Qingshu saw her almond eyes slightly opened and her nostrils puffed up with anger, and quickly explained, "If you don't say that, you will be thrown into the snake cave." So he briefly explained what happened before He talked a lot.
"Sure enough, it's the most poisonous woman's heart." Zhong Ling became anxious, thinking how could Lan Fenghuang be so dishonest, he had clearly agreed not to accompany Song Qingshu so he would be thrown into the Spirit Snake Cave. Although he was a bit opportunistic, he still After doing things according to the agreement, how could he know that after spending the night with Song Qingshu, he still could not escape the fate of being buried in the snake's kiss.
"It's very simple. Since you don't have the ability to make rules, you have to follow the rules made by the strong." Song Qingshu seemed to see what Zhong Ling was thinking, and said directly, "By the way, you have two ways to go now. One is to join the five Poison religion, becoming their own people, and the second is..." Song Qingshu paused, and uttered a cold word: "Death."
"Only a fool would choose to die. In fact, the Five Poisons Sect is very interesting." Afraid that Song Qingshu would not believe this was her real idea, Zhong Ling hurriedly took out a small green snake from the cloth pocket at his waist, "Here, Brother Song, this I caught it by chance when I was strolling outside just now, hey, if the Lightning Mink is still there, we can have a good meal again." As he spoke, his face darkened involuntarily.
"Okay, during this period of time, you stay at the Five Poison Sect and Lan Fenghuang to share your experience in raising snakes, and learn some skills by the way, so that you don't need someone to rescue you when you encounter Yunzhonghe and others in the future. It doesn't happen every time Good luck." Song Qingshu thinks that Zhong Ling is simply a weirdo, on the one hand, catching snakes is like playing, and on the other hand, he is terrified of the spirit snake cave.
"Where is Brother Song going?" Zhong Ling heard the intention in his tone and couldn't help being startled.
"I'm going to visit Tubo." Song Qingshu finally packed his luggage, and felt that there was nothing to hide, so he told her directly.
"I'll accompany you too!" Zhong Ling said hastily, thinking what if Brother Song just left, Lan Fenghuang came to bully me... Chapter 180 Mysterious Cultivation Technique
"Are you a tourist?" Song Qingshu shook his head, "This journey is difficult, your martial arts are too poor, we don't have the energy to take care of you."
"Stop looking down on people. If it wasn't for the loss of the Lightning Ferret, it would have released it to bite you now." Zhong Ling pouted, being despised in person, even though she was naive and romantic, she was still a little unhappy.
"Let her go with you." Song Qingshu wanted to say more, but Dongfang Muxue's voice suddenly came, and when he turned around, he saw her walking in with Qu Feiyan.
"But..." In order to avoid hurting Zhong Ling's self-esteem, Song Qingshu didn't say anything specifically, but he believed that Dongfang Muxue understood what he meant.
"It's not a big problem, just let Feifei take care of it." Dongfang Muxue's face was extremely strange, "After arriving in Tubo, she can play a very crucial role."
"It's a pity that you don't become a magic stick." Song Qingshu tilted his head and looked at Dongfang Muxue for a long while, and finally came to a conclusion.
"Why?" Dongfang Muxue was taken aback.
"Because since today, you have always been half-spoken, and you have been playing tricks." Song Qingshu gritted his teeth with hatred.
"There are some things I don't want to say, and there are some things I can't say. You will naturally understand my difficulties when the time comes." Dongfang Muxue said meaningfully.