radicalducati Chapter 140
Chapter 140
From Wuyazi's scolding to Ding Chunqiu's killing, Yue Zhuoqun stood not far away and watched quietly, with a strange look in his eyes.
Although Wuyazi was suspended in the air with a rope and his body was disabled, the aura he exuded was detached from the world and faintly integrated with the space.
This was a scene that Yue Zhuoqun had only seen in Zhang Sanfeng.
Wuyazi was silent for a moment, and finally let out a long breath, looking up at Yue Zhuoqun carefully.
"Good, good, good, handsome face, elegant and refined temperament, a rare good candidate."
He praised repeatedly, overjoyed.
"What's your name, young friend?"
"I am Yue Zhuoqun."
Yue Zhuoqun bowed his hands and asked curiously: "Senior, you are faintly integrated with the environment, have you entered the innate realm?"
Wuyazi was stunned, and his eyes were more amazed: "Good eyesight, you can actually see my realm."
He only heard him sigh and said: " I was thrown off a cliff by the traitor Ding Chunqiu, and after experiencing life and death, I was lucky enough to enter the Xiantian Wonderland. Unfortunately, I am now paralyzed, and my state is not worthy of the name of Xiantian.
Yue Zhuoqun frowned: "Isn't the Xiantian Wonderland able to draw the power of heaven and earth to infuse the body, reshape the flesh and blood, and be reborn?"
"Indeed, I have been in the Xiantian Wonderland for more than two months, and my bone and blood injuries have been completely healed. There is endless vitality hidden in the flesh and blood, and my life span has increased greatly.
But the recovery of the flesh does not mean that the movement can be restored. The flesh below the neck is like a pool of mud.
The heart can beat, the blood is circulating, and even the internal strength can be practiced as usual, but I can't make any movements. The mind is like an invisible wall between the limbs.
"Nervous system paralysis!"
"Hmm? My friend, this description is very appropriate."
Yue Zhuoqun did not respond to his praise, but fell into a brainstorming session.
The innate realm can draw the power of heaven and earth to infuse the body, reborn and shed the mortal body, and forge an innate spiritual body.
But judging from Wuyazi's condition, the nervous system cannot be restored.
Human actions are the instructions issued by the mind, and then the body is mobilized through the nerves.
This is the connection from the spirit to the body.
Obviously, the spiritual level is higher than the physical body. He only forged an innate spiritual body, but the spiritual connection has not been restored.
So, the innate realm is the transformation of the physical body, so does the realm above the innate touch the soul?
Is it the condensation of the martial arts spirit, or the condensation of the Yuanying as mentioned by Taoists?
"Friend Yue, where did you get your Beiming Divine Art from?" At this time, Wuyazi's question pulled Yue Zhuoqun back from his contemplation.
He did not hide this: "The prince of Dali entered the Langhuan blessed land of Wuliang Mountain by chance and got the secret scrolls of Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu from the futon. I saw it from him."
Wuyazi sighed: "So that's how it is. That's where my junior sister Li Qiushui and I got married. I think the secret scrolls were also kept by my junior sister.
Originally, I used Xinghe's hand to set up the Zhenlong chess game to select a disciple. After I passed on the internal skills to him, I asked him to find my junior sister to learn Xiao Yao Sect martial arts, wait until martial arts are perfected and then help me kill Ding Chunqiu.
I didn't expect that you have obtained the secret book and helped me complete revenge first. "
"Senior has entered the realm of innateness. Even if the body is disabled, the impact on strength should not be great. It is not difficult to seek revenge on Ding Chunqiu by yourself."
"That's what I said, but I, Wuyazi, have been so chic and unworldly in my life. It is sad to live in the cave. It is better to die early than to appear in front of the world with a disabled body!"
Wuyazi's expression was full of loneliness.
He couldn't accept that his current state was exposed to the world.
"By the way, how is my junior sister Li Qiushui now? Have you heard about her?"
Wuyazi once fell in love with Li Canghai, or more precisely, fell in love with the jade statue he carved by himself.
But after thirty years, he has seen through many things and is concerned about Li Qiushui again.
Otherwise, in the plot, he would not let Xuzhu go to Li Qiushui to learn martial arts.
"She is now in Xixia, and is the queen mother of Xixia."
Wuyazi's expression froze, and then he smiled bitterly: "Junior sister is still taking revenge on me for my previous lack of concentration."
Yue Zhuoqun couldn't comment on this, so he had to say: "Maybe she wants to use the power of Xixia to fight against Lingjiu Palace!"
"Alas! Senior sister and junior sister are both deeply in love with me. They have been on bad terms since they became my disciples, and they still haven't let it go after so many years.
Not good, according to the time, it's the third day for senior sister to disperse her power, and junior sister is afraid that she will go to find bad luck with her again."
Wuyazi's face changed, and he said to Yue Zhuoqun solemnly:
"Friend Yue, I wanted to accept you as my disciple, but you have already learned the Beiming Divine Art by yourself, and your strength is not weak. It's a bit far-fetched to accept you as my disciple again.
If you are willing, I can accept you as my disciple on behalf of the master, recognize you as my junior brother, and pass on the position of the head of the Xiaoyao Sect to you.How about you absorb my internal energy with the North Sea Divine Art and help me resolve the grievances between my senior sister and junior sister? "
Yue Zhuoqun shook his head slightly.
"Why, you don't want to?"
"I can recognize you as my senior brother, take over the Xiaoyao Sect, and resolve the grievances between the two senior sisters.
But your internal energy has been transformed into innate true qi, and I may not be able to completely blend it in a short time after absorbing it. "
"That's true. There is a world of difference between innate true qi and acquired internal energy. If you first transform your own power and then absorb it, it will be fine.
You can retain your own internal energy and then absorb my innate true qi. The two will definitely conflict, and it will be difficult to resolve even if you practice the North Sea Divine Art. "
In the final analysis, Yue Zhuoqun is still in the acquired realm, and his own power is too huge. Without the innate spiritual body, it is too difficult to refine the innate true qi.
"It's just that my great revenge has been avenged, and I don't want to live in the world anymore. It's a pity that this internal energy is dissipated. "
Yue Zhuoqun smiled slightly: "I have a good candidate. She has never practiced martial arts, but she can recite the martial arts of various schools by heart. Her talent for martial arts is really amazing."
Wuyazi frowned and snorted coldly: "I want Wuyazi to live a carefree life... Humph, anyway, not everyone is worthy of inheriting my internal strength."
If Yue Zhuoqun finds an ugly monster, he would rather disperse his internal strength.
"Haha, you don't have to worry about this. I said that person is extremely handsome and has a close relationship with you."
"Oh? I don't know what you are talking about?" Wuyazi was curious.
At his age, the number of people he has a close relationship with can be counted on one hand.
"Your granddaughter is named Wang Yuyan!"
Wuyazi's body shook, and his eyes showed excitement: "Could it be Qingluo's daughter? ”
When he and Li Qiushui separated, Li Qingluo was still in swaddling clothes. He never thought that his daughter would have a daughter.
“Yes, she is outside the cave now.”
“Friend Yue, no, Junior Brother, please call that girl in.”
Soon, Yue Zhuoqun called in the confused Wang Yuyan, pointed at Wuyazi and said with a smile: “This is your grandpa, kneel down and kowtow!”
Huh?
Wang Yuyan stared at him blankly, wondering: Why is he here again?