In the dragon cave, Kunlun Nu returned to Li Zhiyun and looked at the disciple who was still curled up into a ball and was helpless. The yoga technique is completely different from the Chinese martial arts. It is the easiest to get into the devil and the most taboo to get into the devil. Once it is in the devil, it cannot be saved by external forces. It can only depend on personal luck.

If you are lucky enough, there is no possibility of recovery, but if you are not lucky or not good enough, it is hard to say that you are just rigid until you die. The possibility of death is the greatest.

Luck, that is, luck.

There are always people with good luck in the world, which may not be reflected in practicing martial arts. For example, there are always officials like "evergreen trees" and "tumblers" in the officialdom. They have experienced countless open and secret struggles, and can stand correctly every time and stand firm. This means good luck, or strong luck.

In fact, this principle is not difficult to understand. For example, if you put 100,000 or millions of people together to gamble, there will always be a winner left. This winner is the one with the best luck, which is what is called having great luck.

So the real fortune does not have any technical content, it is just that the luck is very good.

The question is whether the luck of the newly recruited disciple in front of me is so good? The answer is unknown.

Although he once told his disciples with confidence that he could tell his luck to others, it was actually a lie. In fact, he was just a gambler.

The reason why he wanted to bet on this child was because he saw the body movements of the other party the moment he entered the dragon cave, plus the signs of practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique. Just based on these two points, it was concluded that the child's luck was stronger than Zhang Zhongjian, and he was the best among the many martial arts figures who came to the Dragon Hall.

What kind of luck can a ten-year-old child learn these two wonderful skills? This child must be better than others! That's all.

In fact, to compare, the handsome young man outside who practiced Mingyu skills was also very good, but this young man did not meet the standards of his school of disciple recruitment.

The most basic standard for Brahmins to accept disciples is to look at their faces. In the words of later generations, it is the appearance association. However, his appearance association is the opposite - the ugly one is, the more they meet the standards for accepting disciples.

Take his eldest disciple Zhang Zhongjian for example, Zhang Zhongjian is an ugly person who can't be more ugly.

Zhang Zhongjian’s uglyness is born. He was ugly when he was born, so ugly that his father Zhang Jiling wanted to throw away his only son directly.

Fortunately, he was in Yangzhou at that time. When he saw someone throwing away this ugly baby, he said he wanted to take it as a disciple. With his martial arts, he only showed his hands casually, and Zhang Jiling was regarded as a god. How could he dare to refuse? Not only did he agree happily, but he also didn't throw away the son who was supposed to throw away and raised him. Because he had become a disciple of the gods.

The reason why Zhang Zhongjian had a beard when he grew up was not just to imitate his master, but more importantly to cover up that ugly face.

When he sees this, someone may feel strange, is Li Zhiyun ugly? Yes, Li Zhiyun was not ugly at first, and he was very handsome, but he would become ugly after practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, especially after he practiced this skill to the eleventh level, it had already become unrecognizable.

During the Southern Song Dynasty, the King of Jinlun, who practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna to the ninth level, became a plate. Now, Li Zhiyun has even made his forehead a bowl. This look is more than just an ugly word to describe? It can be described as horror.

However, he had no mirror to look at, and was also surprised by the miracle of killing the badger with raw eggs. In addition, Wei Dengdidan and the other four didn't care about the appearance of a child, so no one reminded him, so he was just confused.

Yes, Kunlun Slave foresaw that Li Zhiyun would become ugly, so he unswervingly accepted his legacy.

This matter is not a stubborn move. Six hundred years later, the Sakya sect, a tributary of Kunlun slaves, also followed this standard of recruiting disciples, so King Jinlun had people like the Five Chou of the Netherworld. As for King Jinlun who was not ugly, Huo Du, for political reasons, Huo was all Mongolian princes.

"Don't be discouraged, you must meditate on the Vedas. Only the Vedas can save you!" There is no way, Kunlun slaves can only make the last effort to inspire their disciples to persevere.

In fact, he didn't know whether the Vedas could save his disciples, nor did he know whether his disciples could obtain the Vedas. Everything came from a good wish, treating the dead horse as a living horse medicine. In short, success or failure will be decided when the moon is full.

Li Zhiyun couldn't even say anything, and his whole body was stiffened to the point where his tongue and teeth could not move. However, he could hear the movements around him clearly and understand Kunlun slave's encouragement. At this moment, he was full of gratitude to Kunlun slave. This master was really good and he still did not give up his disciples until this time.

The Xunxia system was incompetent to his devilishness. Even though this system prevented all kinds of damage that he might not suffer, there was a misunderstanding of the Hundred Secrets. No one expected that he would be transferred to Indian skills and learned the original Divine Foot Sutra.

Even Di Yun, the young man who was invincible in the Ming Dynasty, practiced two magical skills, by chance, the Divine Radiance Sutra and the Blood Sword Sutra, which was different from the original version of the Divine Foot Sutra that achieved the Divine Foot Sutra.

If Li Zhiyun also followed Di Yun's path and exchanged the Shenfoot Sutra synthesized by these two skills from the Xunxia system to practice, there would be no problem. Once there are signs of being possessed by the demon, they will be isolated by the system. It is the Shenfoot Sutra that has been Chineseized, and it is all within the control range of the system.

However, the fact is that he practiced the original version, and the system could not do anything about the original version.

Time passed quietly, and a bright moon gradually climbed to the top of Panlong Mountain. August 15th has arrived.

Li Shimin was already drunk on the shore of Dalongtang Lake. He drank too much wine tonight.

If the most effective way to make friends is to spend money, then another way is to drink alcohol. After drinking a few glasses of wine, when the face is in full bloom, you will be brothers when you say it out loud.

So he toasted a circle of wine around tonight. The heads of every person, whether it was the official who came to protect the other, Xu Maogong, Wang Junke, the official family member Qin An and Qin An's neighbors, and the big entrepreneur You Junda, he had to toast.

If you don’t respect yourself, you must be full of everything. If you want to respect each other, you can’t favor one or the other, and you can’t be far or near. Otherwise, it’s not about being a friend but offending someone. What’s wrong? If he can get into your eyes, you won’t look down on me, right? No matter who you neglect, everyone will think so.

In fact, Cheng Yaojin is not stupid, but he is too cowardly and can't beat anyone, so people are unwilling to get a share of him. A coward like him is not bullying, or fooling, so that his companion left him alone.

It is said that Cheng Yaojin will always be dealt with by new prisoners in the first half of the night. Being angry and being beaten has become commonplace, but he does not dare to flirt with these two tough characters. He can't beat them at all, let alone two of them? Therefore, he can only swallow his anger and fall asleep in infinite grievances.

Their cell is facing the jailer's duty room. The jailer is also neglecting his duties and often leaves his post and disappears. He only relies on the iron lock to supervise the prisoner and cannot escape.

There was a rusty long-handled axe in the corner of the prison duty room. It was supposed to be used to chop firewood and roast fire in winter. Cheng Yaojin always thought about the past two days that it would be better if his hand was two feet longer, so that he could reach out and take the axe in.

He didn't want to use an axe to split the iron lock and escape from the cage. The firewood-slicing axe may not be able to break the chain of the iron lock, nor may it be able to break the fence door of the prison cell, but it will definitely be able to break the heads of these two new prisoners!

This bird's energy is really fed up. It can be avoided if you can't beat it, but how can you hide in this prison? If you can't hide, you can only be beaten endlessly. Huihui is the two of them who are tired of beating and will stop. If it weren't for this, kowtowing and begging for mercy is useless. If these hard days continue, when will they end?

So after he fell asleep that night, he suddenly heard a voice asking him, what do you want the most?

He answered without thinking, I wanted an axe, an axe that could kill people!

Then he saw an old man with white beard. This was a dream that was different from anyone else tonight. Only Cheng Yaojin saw a living person in the dream, that is, the old man with white beard. The old man was holding a giant axe in his hand and said, "I'll tell you that you have thirty-six tricks. Once you learn it, you will be invincible in the world. Kill whoever you want. Now I will show you, and remember it with your heart..."

The old man said while dancing the giant axe, his movements were not very fast, as if so that he could see clearly.

Cheng Yaojin was ecstatic and widened his eyes and did not dare to blink for a moment, for fear of missing a half-stage. After practicing thirty-six moves, the old man asked, "How many moves have you remembered?"

Cheng Yaojin scratched the back of his head and said, "Two moves..." Seeing the old man's face unhappy, he knew that he thought he was too stupid, so he hurriedly said, "Three moves, remember three moves!"

The old man said, "I'll show you again, you can follow me to gesture."

Cheng Yaojin immediately started to gesture with his hands and feet, and he even gestured like a perfect match. In the blink of an eye, he passed three moves. He felt that these three moves were of infinite use, and he was using the unique skills of chopping people. When he was full of joy, he suddenly felt a pain in his ears, followed by a crisp "pop" sound, and half of his face hurts sharply.

A shout sounded, and it turned out to be Du Fuwei's: "You thief, you are so unhappy when you sleep, where are you putting your feet?"
Chapter completed!