"However, if there is a great change today, the aura is thin, and it is no longer suitable for cultivating immortals, but it has little impact on martial arts. ”

Mu Changsheng said in his heart: "I think that in the future, with the opening of the next era, the way of cultivating immortals in this world will decline, and the cultivation of martial arts will replace it and rise." ”

"It's just that everything in the world pays attention to a balance, since I have created and passed down the innate pure yang skill, I should create another martial art that is compatible with this skill, and stay in the world, so as not to have no one to control after the people with unhealthy hearts practice in the future. ”

It was not easy to become an immortal at the beginning, but in this situation after the great changes in heaven and earth, the possibility is even smaller, so this replacement is inevitable.

Squeak!

When Mu Changsheng's mind turned, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and then Wu Meiniang walked in, and after coming in, she turned around and closed the door.

"What's the matter?"

The shepherd glanced at her, turned and sat cross-legged on the futon in the temple.

Wu Meiniang came to him and knelt down silently, lowered her head and bit her lip, then raised her head, and said, "National teacher, there is no phase...... When will you be back?"

"I'll come back when it's time to return!"

Mu Changsheng picked up the whisk on the crook of his arm and swept it away, looking unfathomable.

Wu Meiniang lowered her head again, but did not leave.

The shepherd said, "What else is going on?"

"Dare to ask the national teacher, can you tell me...... Where is my child now?"

Wu Meiniang hesitated and said, choking up again as she spoke: "Calculate the time, he is already thirteen years old, I ...... Miss him so much. ”

"Shut up, don't forget our agreement, that child should not be tolerated in the world, and he was born and died young. ”

The shepherd shouted: "It was Poor Dao who managed to save his life, but if you don't want to harm his life, then you had better dispel the idea of seeing him, otherwise the day you meet again will be the time when your son is in great trouble." ”

It's not that he is talking nonsense, it's really that Wu Meiniang is too special, which makes the fate of those related to her not very good, and the same is true in history.

At the beginning, the path of the pastor Changsheng was too low to see this, but Yunxiao, who delivered the baby, found it and cast a spell to dissolve it, so that it could grow up smoothly to the age of twenty, but I don't know if he has ever taken care of this son after becoming a Buddha.

"I ......"

Wu Meiniang's face turned pale and lowered her head, crying.

"Stand down!"

The shepherd swept away the dust and slowly closed his eyes: "An hour later, I will go here and give you something in the poor road." ”

"Yes!"

Wu Meiniang endured her sadness and turned around and went out, and the moment the door closed, Mu Changsheng opened his eyes, and the person he had handed over another martial arts to him had also fallen.

Next, Mu Changsheng began to create another martial arts in the world according to the balance of yin and yang.

The innate pure yang gong is the martial art of the most rigid and yang, then the other one must be the martial art of the most yin and the softest, and the power of practicing to the extreme is comparable to that of each other.

Although he didn't have a deep dabble in Taiyin Dao, it was not a problem for him to create a mortal martial art.

Time passes slowly.

After sitting silently on the futon for a while, the pastor sanctuary moved his lips slightly with his eyes half-closed, and then the words visible to the naked eye flew out one after another, turning into a book that slowly took shape in front of him.

More than half an hour later.

The pastor stopped reading for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the book was shining brightly, exuding a cold aura.

Phew!

With the last glowing text, it disappeared into the book in front of him, and the light on the book flashed, and it immediately restrained into the book, just like an ordinary book, falling from mid-air into the hand of Mu Changsheng.

"I thought it would take some effort, but I didn't expect it to be completed in half an hour. ”

The pastor muttered to himself, picked up the book and flipped through a few pages, and nodded with some satisfaction.

He didn't do anything in this martial arts cheatbook, so this martial arts can be practiced by both men and women, and the true qi practiced is also the kind of yin and cold, which is just the same as the true qi of pure yang gong, and it will not be like the congenital pure yang gong, you can't get close to women after practicing, otherwise it will blow itself up.

The cover of the cheats was blank, and after thinking about it, Mu Changsheng raised his hand and flicked it, and a ray of light swept by, turning into five words of "Netherworld Cold Shadow Formula" when it fell.

In the afternoon, it was time to apply.

Wu Meiniang knocked on the door and came in, and said, "National teacher, the slave is here." ”

"I'll leave this thing to you for safekeeping. ”

Mu Changsheng shook off the dust, and a wooden box flew out with a glow, and fell into the hands of Wu Meiniang, who looked surprised.

"What is this?"

Wu Meiniang hurriedly said: "The things entrusted by the national teacher must be worth a lot of money, and the slaves and maids are afraid of having a heavy trust." ”

"It's nothing, it's just a book. ”

The shepherd got up and walked out, and said, "If you want to, you can keep it, and then spread it to the people, this is the last thing that the poor road left to the world." ”

By the time he finished speaking, the pastor had already walked outside the door and disappeared into the strong sunlight in the courtyard.

Click!

Wu Meiniang watched him disappear in distraction, and then looked back at the box in her hand, and after opening it, a book was placed in it.

......

Ignoring the guards and city walls in the palace, Mu Changsheng went straight all the way to Li Shimin's study, because his Yuan Shen had already discovered that he was there.

"I've seen the national teacher, the national teacher has always lived in a simple place, but today is the first time to come out!"

At the door of the study, a chief eunuch smiled and said that they had met before.

"If you have to go and pass on the word to Your Majesty, you will say that the old way asks to see you. ”

Mu Changsheng said that it is rare that Li Shimin did not practice martial arts today, but painted in the study to cultivate his sentiments.

"Yes!"

The chief steward looked solemn, hurriedly entered the proclamation, and quickly came out and said, "Your Majesty has invited the national teacher." ”

Mu Changsheng bowed his head lightly and entered the study, saying that it was a study, but one of the emperor's studies was as big as a palace.

"Lao Dao has seen Your Majesty!"

In the study, Li Shimin was standing behind the table and painting, and the pastor gave a bow.

And Mu Changsheng also saw that Li Shimin's pure yang true qi in his body was profound, and he was very powerful in the acupoints around his body.

"Hahaha, I said how I was in a good mood today, it turned out that the national teacher came out. ”

Li Shimin finished drawing the last stroke, but it was a soaring golden dragon, most of its body was hidden in the clouds, only the head and minions, and the tail were exposed, which looked lifelike and very powerful.

"I once heard that there was a master painter in the Southern Dynasty who painted four dragons on the wall, and after the finishing touch, the painted dragons immediately flew away, and it became a beautiful talk for a while. ”

Li Shimin looked at Mu Changsheng and said with a smile: "Today, my dragon has not been eye-catching, I originally wanted Wu Daozi to come here, but now it is just right for the national teacher to come here, the national teacher has a strong spell and a profound way, I wonder if I can open my eyes?"

After speaking, he lifted the paintbrush in his hand and handed it to Mu Changsheng with a smile.

"Yes!"

Mu Changsheng's expression moved, and he glanced at Li Shimin meaningfully, but he did not refuse.