Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 167: The Torment of Ice and Fire

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"If you keep talking like this, I can't guarantee that I won't change my mind." Dongfang Muxue touched the light teeth marks on her face, and suddenly felt a little funny, "Are you a dog?"

"I also wish I belonged to a cat," Song Qingshu rubbed his stomach and grimaced in pain, "Nine lives are enough."

"Kitten, eat fish, I'm going to meditate to heal my wounds, don't disturb me." Dongfang Muxue only felt a mass of heat in her body after eating the hot fish, which made her feel much better than before. Slowly gather the infuriating energy that wanders in the body.

Song Qingshu took out the black fish from the fire, and then fed it into his mouth, and then began to recuperate the wounds in his body.

Jiuyin is the main internal injury, Shen Zhao is the main trauma, the two cooperated, Song Qingshu thought that he would recover a little soon, but after a period of time, he opened his eyes in horror.

"What's wrong with you?" Dongfang Muxue opened his eyes and asked, feeling his abnormality.

"It's nothing, I'm healing." Song Qingshu forced a smile and closed his eyes again.

When the morning sun shone on his face, Dongfang Muxue opened his eyes. After a night of healing, he felt refreshed and refreshed. Although he is still far away from recovering to his peak, when he encounters ordinary martial arts masters, self-protection is More than enough. He looked up to see how Song Qingshu was recovering, but was taken aback by his appearance.

The lawn on which Song Qingshu sat cross-legged was covered with frost on one side, but black on the other side. At this time, his face was bluish and red, and his expression was extremely painful. There were several air currents visible to the naked eye under his skin, and Dongfang Muxue looked solemn. He hurriedly came to him and counted the acupuncture points. After a stick of incense, Dongfang Muxue withdrew his palm, wiped the sweat from his temples, and frowned, "What did you do?"

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "At the beginning, I was greedy, and at the same time, I cultivated two kinds of internal skills that are completely opposite in nature. Now I have finally suffered."

"I noticed that there is not only a true qi that is extremely yin and soft, but also a true qi that is just as strong as yang. Do you really think that you are a martial arts genius that is unique in all things, or that other people in the martial arts have worked hard. An idiot who cultivates a kind of true qi? Who is to blame for his own death..." Dongfang Muxue didn't know why she was so angry.

"Of course I thought I was a martial arts genius. When the time comes, I will create my own 'Song of Ice and Fire' with ice in my left hand and blazing flame in my right hand. That's really going to be a lot of fun..." Song Qingshu talked about what he was thinking before. , all of a sudden fascinated.

"What time is it, are you still in the mood to joke?" Dongfang Muxue sneered, "With my sister and my cultivation level, I only dare to practice femininity and true qi wholeheartedly. Your great master, Zhang Sanfeng, is recognized as the Big Dipper of Mount Tai in martial arts. Don't you still focus on practicing his Pure Yang Wuji Gong, and at most he dares to rub the power of femininity into Taijiquan, the outer power, so you can try to let him cultivate two inner powers of opposite nature at the same time?"

"Could it be that there is no one in the martial arts who can cultivate two types of infuriating energy, one yin and one yang at the same time?" Song Qingshu asked in disbelief.

"Yes, in the end, it was like you, who burst into death while practicing," Dongfang Muxue said angrily, "Throughout the ages, it is said that only the Bodhidharma of the past could achieve the unity of yin and yang by virtue of the Sutra of Washing the Marrow, but For thousands of years, no one has seen what the "Sui Sujing" looks like. People in martial arts speculate that "Xi Sui Sutra" is just a myth made up by the group of bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple in order to put gold on their faces. Anyway, I I have sneaked into the Shaolin Temple Tibetan Sutra Pavilion several times, but I have never found this book. Except for Bodhidharma, I have never heard of anyone else..." Dongfang Muxue was suddenly stunned as she spoke, as if she had thought of something.

"Originally, I used the Renmai to run the Shenzhao Jing, and the Dumai to run the Jiuyin qi, and I lived a good life without incident." Song Qingshu's face was so dark that it was scary. , I didn't feel anything at first, but later I found out that the Nine Yin True Qi in my body had been eroded by the Nine Yang True Qi that had just reached Yang, and the balance of Yin and Yang that I had worked so hard to maintain was completely broken. Now Jiuyin True Qi is scattered to the Eight Meridians and Eight Meridians, and the manic Shen Zhao True Qi is running around in the body, no longer out of my control, on the contrary, there is always the possibility of exploding and dying... Hehe, I really didn't expect that just now In just a few days, I became a waste again." Song Qingshu laughed at himself.

As Song Qingshu was speaking, a quiet and soft voice suddenly came from his ears, like a flute but not a flute, like a qin and not a qin, as if a fresh drizzle had been drenched in a hot summer day, and his restless mood slowly calmed down.

Looking up, I saw Dongfang Muxue standing on top of a big tree, her red clothes fluttering, her blue silk flying, and her hands were holding a leaf beside her lips.

"That tune must have been played by the girl from the East with the leaves," Song Qingshu moved in his heart, closed his eyes and listened carefully. The sound of the song is like a gossamer fluttering in the wind, it is continuous, and it is like a person sighing softly.

At the end of the song, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a sense of loss, and the feeling of boredom and nausea in his heart disappeared. He watched Dongfang Muxue fly down from the tree leisurely, and asked in a daze, "What song was that just now?"

"This song is titled 'Clear Dust and Yaqin'. It's neutral and peaceful, and it's the most suitable for clearing the distracting thoughts in my heart." Dongfang Muxue looked at the slightly damaged leaves in her hands with a regretful expression.

"Can you teach me?" Song Qingshu heard this song when he was in a trance, and only thought that Yaochi Xianle was nothing more than that.

"How's your musical attainments?" Dongfang Muxue gave him a deep look before answering after a while.

"Eight orifices open seven orifices, like drums in a high mountain, and voices can be heard for hundreds of miles." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"Isn't it ignorant?" Dong

Fang Muxue pulled her face down, "Then do you understand the technique of playing with leaves and the technique of changing pitch? Uh, looking at your expression, I guess you don't understand."

Song Qingshu's face flushed: "It's a shame to learn this profound musical technique from the girl. Please forgive me for being arrogant."

"It's rare for you to be so polite," Dongfang Muxue noticed that his tone was full of desolation and laziness, and immediately said unpleasantly, "Men, what is a momentary setback, why do you look so discouraged. "

"Didn't you say that no one in the martial arts can achieve the unity of yin and yang for thousands of years? Based on the height you are in, if you say no, then there is really no more..." Song Qingshu said with a sense of disappointment. The grand cause that has been planned for a long time is about to succeed step by step, but it turns into nothing overnight, how can it be calm?

"Maybe there is another way to cure you..." For some reason, Dongfang Muxue's voice was a little unnatural.

"What can I do?" Song Qingshu raised his head, a kind of light called hope rekindled in his eyes.

"The time is not yet ripe," Dongfang Muxue shook his head, "You accompany me to the Yunnan Five Poison Sect first, and I will naturally tell you when the time comes."

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