I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 159 The New Year is Coming
When Zhao Zhijing obtained the Xiantian Gong a few months ago, he thought that if he could learn the Yi Yang Finger someday, his chances of winning against the Gongping Sect would greatly increase.

Although this unique skill consumes a lot of internal energy, as the disciples' cultivation gradually improves, Zhao Zhijing's internal strength will also increase.

Back then, Duan Yu was able to use the advanced version of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, which was also due to the internal energy he absorbed from the Beiming Divine Art for about two hundred years.

For Zhao Zhijing, two hundred years of internal strength means just waiting for another year, or even less time.

"I, the junior, would like to thank Master Yideng for teaching me the skills!"

Master Yideng really wanted to teach, and Zhao Zhijing also really wanted to learn, so he did not refuse and directly bowed to express his gratitude.

"Amitabha."

"Master, there is no need to be polite. I just hope that after learning this One Yang Finger, I can use it to save more innocent lives."

When the Indian monk tested the poison on himself, it was Master Yideng who was beside him and used the Xiantian Gong to perform the One Yang Finger to help him protect his heart meridian.

I will now teach the One Yang Finger, still using the Indian monk as an example, starting from the Baihui point on the top of the head and demonstrating its various techniques one by one.

"One Finger Yang can save people or hurt people. It all depends on one thought."

Master Yideng's upper body was as steady as a mountain, and his fingers moved smoothly and easily. In half an incense stick of time, he pressed the thirty major acupoints on the Du channel one by one.

Zhao Zhijing watched carefully from the side and had a deep understanding of the saying "hurting people or saving people, it all depends on a single thought".

Although what Master Yideng taught at this time was the sword of living people, with a slight change and increased strength, it would immediately become a killing knife.

After the Du meridian, the next is the Ren meridian. This time the attack was as fast as lightning, like a dragonfly skimming the water. He passed through twenty-five acupoints without stopping for a moment, and he identified the acupoints very accurately, without the slightest deviation.

"After Master Yideng became a monk, he rarely fought with others."

"However, after King Jinlun mastered the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita and returned to the Central Plains, the two of them fought each other. At that time, Master Yideng could already emit strong energy with the One Yang Finger from a distance of ten feet."

"I think it is one of the six-meridian divine sword techniques."

Zhao Zhijing thought of the magnificent spectacle of the Six Meridians Divine Swords appearing together, with sword energy and green smoke, and was slightly distracted, but he immediately regained his composure and concentrated on learning martial arts.

After pressing the Ren and Du meridians, Master Yideng went on to press fourteen points on the Yin Wei meridian and thirty-two points on the Yang Wei meridian.

Although Master Yideng was only explaining at this time and did not really use his internal force, various finger techniques in the One Yang Finger appeared one after another, and some of them had to be used in conjunction with body movements.

So more than half an hour passed before he finished demonstrating the entire set of One Finger Zen, and sweat already appeared on his forehead.

"The key to this One Yang Finger is the use of finger force. The technique is only an aid to better release the internal force."

Because Zhao Zhijing had a solid foundation in Xiantian Kung Fu, he had no difficulty in using the most difficult part of the technique, which was finger strength.

But just remembering the countless variations of acupoint pressing techniques is not an easy task.

So from that day on, in addition to studying medicine and toxicology with the Indian monk, Zhao Zhijing followed Master Yideng to practice the One Yang Finger.

After two or three days, the weather on Mount Hua cleared up and the mountain road became slightly easier to walk on. Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang suddenly arrived at the Yunu Peak.

"I am Cheng Ying, a girl who was not abandoned by my teacher and accepted as a disciple of Peach Blossom Island."

"I came here this time on the orders of my master to hand over this book of the Five Poisons to Taoist Master Zhao."

It turned out that before leaving Huashan, Huang Yaoshi went to Cheng Ying's residence again and asked her to give the Five Poisons Secret Book that Lu Wushuang took away from Li Mochou to Zhao Zhijing. Zhao Zhijing looked at the book with a scarlet cover and thought that with the Indian monk here, it would be easy to prepare the antidote according to the records in the book.

Although Li Mochou is a martial arts master, what people in the martial arts world fear the most are her Ice Soul Silver Needle and Five Poison Palms. Now that they have found a way to break them, they won't have to worry about them anymore in the future.

"Thank you for your kindness, Island Master Huang. I would be very sorry to refuse."

After another month, Zhao Zhijing finally learned all of the One Yang Finger, and the Indian monk also made great progress in the method of preparing the antidote for corpse poison.

However, the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and some of the needed medicinal herbs were nowhere to be found. After Master Yideng discussed with the Indian monk, they felt that it was time to go down the mountain.

Zhao Zhijing had been taught the One Yang Finger skill by Master Yideng with great effort. Although they were not master and disciple in name, he had been grateful for the skill. Now that they were about to part, he felt a little reluctant.

"Master Yideng, the New Year is less than a month away. Why don't you spend New Year's Eve with your juniors and disciples and then make plans?"

After Master Yideng settled down at Yunu Peak, his disciples learned that he was the "Southern Emperor" among the five great masters of the world, and were initially afraid to approach him.

But as time went on and they had more contact, Master Yideng became the kind and gentle elder that he was to everyone, and everyone got along more and more harmoniously.

"Amitabha."

"I have disturbed my junior brother and Ci'en for long enough, and the matter of breaking the corpse poison should be done sooner rather than later. Taoist priest, there is no need to keep us. As long as we are destined, we will meet again one day."

Seeing that Master Yideng was determined to leave, Zhao Zhijing had no choice but to bow deeply and thank him again for teaching him his skills.

"I wonder where the master is going after he comes down the mountain?"

"I have a disciple named Zhu Ziliu, who should be in Xiangyang helping Guo Jing and his wife right now."

Master Yideng said calmly: "I plan to send you to Xiangyang first, so that we can collect herbs and save more lives if a war breaks out between Song and Mongolia."

"After this, I will continue to travel with Ci'en, hoping that I can resolve the evil karma in his heart with the compassionate Dharma."

Zhao Zhijing pondered for a moment. Monk Ci'en's sister, Qiu Qianchi, should be practicing making date-seed nails in the Crocodile Pond in the Jueqing Valley at this time.

It is still unclear whether Yinggu has arrived at Black Dragon Pond at this time. It will probably take another ten or twenty years for Monk Ci'en to finally free himself from the karma of killing.

"Master Yideng, the divine monk from India, and Master Ci'en, please take care of yourselves."

Zhao Zhijing prepared warm clothes for the three people, as well as dry food and water for the journey. After preparing all the details he could think of, he respectfully escorted the three people all the way to the foot of the mountain.

"Amitabha, Taoist Zhao, please go back."

Master Yideng and his two apprentices put their hands together and bowed to Zhao Zhijing and his apprentices to say goodbye.

After returning to Zuowang Temple, Zhao Zhijing thought that he had been too busy recently, and his original plan to perfect each disciple's exclusive martial arts had been put on hold until now.

Yang Guo's comprehension of the "Po Zi Jue" of Dugu Nine Swords was based on the experience of his senior brothers who used various weapons, so Zhao Zhijing also discovered the shortcomings and flaws in his original martial arts.

Therefore, as the year draws to a close, Zhao Zhijing has little time to rest.

"At least we have to perfect everyone's martial arts as much as possible before the New Year."

"The days that allow me to take a break are becoming fewer and fewer."

(End of this chapter)