The Prodigal Son of Condor Heroes: Li Mochou Wants to Pay for Himself

Xiaolongnu returned to the Tomb of the Living Dead in a depressed mood.

She has been living a peaceful life for the past eighteen years. She has been practicing internal skills since she was young, so she has no emotions of joy, anger, sorrow or happiness in her heart. She can be said to have achieved the state of not worrying about anything.

What happened today, however, aroused her unwillingness to give in.

She was determined to master the Jade Girl Heart Sutra and then go find the Quanzhen Taoists to fight.

When she came to the stone chamber where the cold jade bed was placed, she was surprised to find Ye Fan holding a small box, lost in thought, and didn't even notice that she had entered the room.

Xiao Long Nu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Where's my mother-in-law?"

Ye Fan came back to his senses as if waking from a dream, and replied in a panic: "My mother-in-law was worried about Yang Guo's safety and left first."

Xiao Long Nu was slightly startled, and then asked again: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Ye Fan scratched his head, looking confused: "This is something my mother-in-law brought back from Quanzhen Sect, but I don't know what's in it."

It turned out that when Granny Sun went to Chongyang Palace, she saw Xiaolongnu surrounded by many Taoists and was having a fierce battle with Zhao Zhijing.

She knew clearly that it was hopeless to destroy Zhao Zhijing's martial arts today.

She knew very well that with Xiaolongnu's excellent martial arts skills, if she wanted to leave Quanzhen Sect safely, no one would be able to stop her.

So she took advantage of the fact that all the Quanzhen Taoists' attention was attracted by Xiaolongnu's fight, and sneaked into the Sutra Library of Chongyang Palace, intending to steal a priceless rare treasure to compensate Ye Fan.

However, she searched through all the bookshelves, but found nothing except the mountains and vast oceans of Taoist scriptures.

Just when she was discouraged and ready to give up, she suddenly had an idea and thought that there might be some hidden space like a secret chamber here.

Therefore, relying on her years of familiarity with mechanisms and traps in the ancient tomb, she quickly found an extremely hidden compartment and took the small box inside without hesitation.

Afterwards, she rushed back to the ancient tomb without stopping, handed the small box to Ye Fan, and repeatedly told him to take good care of Xiao Longnu, and then left in a hurry.

When Xiao Long Nu heard that this was something from the Quan Zhen Sect, she immediately lost interest and said indifferently, "I'm going to rest now. You can go to sleep in Grandma's room next door."

Ye Fan responded obediently, took the small box, went to the stone chamber next door, and opened it impatiently.

In an instant, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze was instantly attracted to the three objects placed in front of him, as if he was cast under a spell and could no longer look away.

A letter, a book and a tortoise shell!

Ye Fan first carefully examined the letter and discovered that it was actually the handwriting left by Wang Chongyang, the founder of Quanzhen Sect.

The letter looks a bit old, but is in very good condition.

Ye Fan carefully opened the letter and read the words on it carefully.

The contents of the letter are nothing more than exhortations to future generations to concentrate on practicing Taoism and strive to promote the Quanzhen doctrine.

Ye Fan had no interest in these things at all.

He continued reading and suddenly his eyes lit up. It turned out that the letter also gave a brief introduction to the book and the tortoise shell!

Ye Fan couldn't wait to pick up the book, opened it and took a look, and a feeling of ecstasy surged in his heart.

This secret book turned out to be the cultivation method of Xiantian Gong!

This was a huge surprise for him!

You know, Ye Fan had read the original work carefully and knew all the martial arts secrets in it.

And this Xiantian Gong is Wang Chongyang's unique skill, which has never been passed on to others.

Back then, during the Huashan Sword Contest, Wang Chongyang relied on his Xiantian Gong to defeat many heroes on his own, and finally succeeded in obtaining the Nine Yin Scriptures and became the best in the world.

However, time was merciless, and Wang Chongyang later realized that he did not have much time left. He was worriedly aware that once he passed away, no disciple of Quanzhen Sect would be able to keep the "Nine Yin Scriptures".

So he thought hard and finally came up with a brilliant idea that could completely solve Ouyang Feng's huge problem that was giving him a headache.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chongyang carefully planned a thrilling fake death.

In this battle, he fully utilized the powerful force of Xiantian Gong and Yi Yang Finger. With just one move, he easily broke Ouyang Feng's world-famous Toad Gong.

In the long twenty years that followed, Ouyang Feng was like a wounded beast. He retreated back to Baituo Mountain in despair and never dared to set foot in the Central Plains again.

It was not until later, after years of dedicated practice, that Ouyang Feng finally mastered the Toad Skill to perfection, and only then did he dare to set foot on the land of Central Plains again.

However, before his death, Wang Chongyang solemnly warned his Quanzhen disciples not to learn the martial arts in the Nine Yin Scriptures.

There are two reasons for this reminder:

First, he was worried that once this unique martial arts skill spread, if it fell into the hands of someone with ulterior motives, it would bring endless disasters to the world.

Secondly, the Nine Yin Scriptures is not the Quanzhen Sect's original martial arts, and he has full confidence in the martial arts heritage of his own sect, firmly believing that it is not inferior to any other martial arts.

However, the conditions for practicing Xiantian Gong are extremely harsh, even to the point of being abnormal.

He knew very well how difficult these conditions were for younger disciples. If he forced them to practice, it would be tantamount to stifling their talents and potential.

Therefore, despite his reluctance, he resolutely decided not to pass this skill on to anyone.

However, he really couldn't bear to see his life's work go to waste, so after careful consideration, he decided to hide the secret book of Xiantian Gong and a mysterious letter in a very secret place, silently waiting for the destined person to appear.

Perhaps it was fate, or destiny, but this secret book containing peerless martial arts was accidentally discovered by Granny Sun.

Granny Sun didn't know the value of this secret book, so she immediately gave it to Ye Fan.

Now, this precious book of Xiantian Gong cultivation method has fallen into my hands. Doesn't this mean that I have the opportunity to become a peerless master like Wang Chongyang?

Thinking of this, Ye Fan trembled with excitement.

He held the secret book tightly, as if he was holding the whole world.

Then, he couldn't wait to take the secret book, gently turned the pages with great anticipation, and read it carefully word by word.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon he finished reading the entire secret book, but at this moment an unprecedented strange expression appeared on his face.

It turns out that practicing Xiantian Kung Fu is so difficult!

This practice not only requires the practitioner to have talents and qualifications beyond ordinary people, but also requires him to remain a virgin.

The reason for such a strange requirement is that the body of a boy contains a unique innate qi. Only with the help of this innate qi can one better guide and cultivate a more powerful innate energy.

However, the most crucial point is that before the Xiantian Gong is cultivated to the great perfection, one must not lose his virginity.

Otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted, and the innate energy accumulated through previous hard practice will slowly dissipate until it disappears.

Ye Fan couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He had never thought that practicing Xiantian Gong would have such harsh restrictions.

“No wonder Wang Chongyang never passed this technique on to future generations. If it were passed on, our own people would be able to destroy us without anyone having to intervene…”

At this moment, his thoughts were running as fast as lightning, wondering whether he should practice this mysterious martial art.

If you choose to give up practicing, then facing such a unique and unparalleled martial art, you will inevitably feel extremely regretful and sad.

But if he made up his mind to start practicing, he would probably have nothing to do with women from now on. After all, no one could predict when he would be able to practice Xiantian Gong to the highest level.

Then he turned his gaze to the mysterious tortoise shell.

According to the description in the letter, there is a unique martial arts technique engraved on this tortoise shell.

Legend has it that this skill came from Fuxi, the ancestor of the emperor in ancient times who achieved immortality. It was created after the interpretation of the innate eight trigrams. It is an innate magical skill that gathers the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon.

Wang Chongyang named this exercise "Xiantian Pure Yang Gong".

However, the content of this technique is very obscure and difficult to understand, and the principles contained therein are also extremely mysterious.

As for how to use it specifically, it is impossible to express it clearly in words.

Only by relying on one's own comprehension and understanding can one truly grasp the essence of it.

It was after Wang Chongyang devoted himself to studying for decades that he finally mastered the unique skill of Xiantian Gong.

When Ye Fan learned that even such a powerful martial art as Xiantian Gong was actually comprehended from this small piece of tortoise shell in front of him, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable excitement in his heart!

So, he widened his eyes, with curiosity flashing in his eyes, and his hands began to tremble slightly.

He picked up the tortoise shell carefully, as if he was holding a rare treasure that was unparalleled in the world.

However, when he got closer to the tortoise shell and carefully observed the densely packed mysterious words and symbols on it, he felt dizzy.

These words and symbols were like a heavenly book, which dazzled him and made him completely confused.

Although these characters seemed to contain some kind of unfathomable wisdom and power, at this moment, to Ye Fan, they were simply a bunch of meaningless gibberish.

Ye Fan frowned and fell into deep thought. He pondered and tried to decipher the meaning of these mysterious words and symbols, but after a while, he still got nothing and could not find any breakthrough.

After all, Ye Fan's soul comes from the modern times, and his thinking is extremely active.

Suddenly, an idea came to my mind: "This tortoise shell might be a treasure! Why don't I drop a drop of blood on it and give it a try?"

He did what he said. He gritted his teeth, bit his finger ruthlessly, and then smeared the blood on the tortoise shell.

However, he waited for a long time and the tortoise shell did not show any abnormal reaction.

Unwilling to give up, he tried various other methods, but the tortoise shell still showed no change.

Finally, he gave up.

Moreover, after such a long time of tossing and turning, he was already exhausted, so he carefully placed the tortoise shell next to his pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

However, he didn't know that shortly after he fell asleep, the words on the tortoise shell seemed to be summoned by some mysterious power. They floated up from the tortoise shell one after another and flew into his body as if they had their own consciousness.

After these words entered his body, they did not wander around randomly, but began to flow rapidly along a specific path.

Immediately afterwards, a wonderful airflow came into being. This airflow, with powerful vitality and recovery ability, began to repair his severely damaged Dantian with all its strength.

During this process, Ye Fan's body gradually relaxed, and his originally frowned brows slowly relaxed, as if he felt an unprecedented comfort and tranquility.

As time passed, Ye Fan's Dantian was finally completely repaired, and those words returned to the tortoise shell in an orderly manner like soldiers who had completed their mission.

The whole process was silent, as if nothing had happened.