Chapter 348 Breakthrough, the Shaoyin Heart Sutra Is Successfully Refined

"Yes!"

The messenger immediately turned around and went to deliver the message.

The team stopped, but the two people carrying the sedan chair had no intention of putting it down, but stood quietly in place.

The young man's fingers gently tapped the armrest, making a dull and monotonous knocking sound.

No one dared to speak, and the whole team was terribly quiet.

In fact, there was no need to wait for an hour. In just a quarter of an hour, there was a noise in the distance, and someone shouted from afar.

"I want to see who is so arrogant that he actually bullies our Mingyue Valley."

As the voice sounded, a group of people came to the front of the road in a mighty manner.

The leader was a middle-aged man, who was not good-looking, but the whole person was full of energy, especially his eyes, which were as clear and bright as a bright moon.

When he saw the young man sitting on the sedan chair, he was stunned at first, and then sneered.

"Is it you who sent someone to ask for the Medicine Saint Statue of Mingyue Valley?"

At first, the young man looked at the middle-aged man with interest, but soon he lost interest and nodded in a dull manner.

"Yes, did you bring the things?"

"Haha, what a joke, Mingyue Valley has been established for so many years, and I have never seen anyone dare to bully us so arrogantly." The middle-aged man laughed in anger.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? So you don't plan to hand it over?"

"Of course, you don't even want to reveal your name, and you ask me for the Medicine Saint Statue. It's too much of a disregard for our Mingyue Valley."

The middle-aged man said coldly, but at the same time he was quite nervous.

Because he found that he couldn't see through the young man on the sedan chair at all.

Not only that, he also found that the people who followed the young man actually had impressive strength, and he couldn't help but feel more uneasy.

But even so, he couldn't hand over the Medicine Saint Statue.

Because since occupying the Medicine Saint Temple, the Medicine Saint Statue has become the second fundamental map of Mingyue Valley.

After these years of development, many disciples have obtained the true teachings of the Medicine Saint Temple with the Medicine Saint Statue, and its importance can be imagined.

And if someone is scared to offer treasures by a few words, then Mingyue Valley will be discredited, and the prosperous situation that has been formed with great difficulty will be completely interrupted.

So as the master of Mingyue Valley, he can't show weakness and give in anyway.

At this time, after listening to his impassioned words, the boy laughed.

"You asked me my name, then who are you?"

"I am the master of Mingyue Valley, Gu Shunde!" The middle-aged man said proudly.

The boy nodded, and then sighed, "What a pity!"

"What a pity?" Gu Shunde was a little puzzled.

"It's a pity that such a good name will be invalidated as soon as it appears." The boy said lightly.

Gu Shunde was stunned at first, then he understood what he meant, and he couldn't help but get angry.

"Stop playing tricks, who are you..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy directly introduced himself: "My name is Jing Pingsheng!"

"Jing Pingsheng of Bei Canglong!"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Shunde, who was still aggressive just now, suddenly lost his temper, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes were a little dull.

He looked like a duck with its neck grabbed by someone.

Recently, in the foreign land, who didn't know the news that Jing Pingsheng of Bei Canglong broke through the barrier.

Maybe some young warriors don't know much about Jing Pingsheng, but Gu Shunde is the master of Mingyue Valley after all. Naturally, he has heard about those things in the past and knows how terrible this Jing Pingsheng is.

He just didn't expect that the person who suddenly visited in the middle of the night and kept asking him to offer the Medicine Saint Statue was actually the killing god.

But how do you look at this Jing Pingsheng, he is just a teenager of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Could it be that his realm has reached a high enough level to rejuvenate?

Just when he was at a loss, Jing Pingsheng waved his hand somewhat disinterestedly.

"Destroy them, I'm a little tired."

As soon as the voice fell, the people behind him rushed out like wolves and tigers.

Gu Shunde was shocked and couldn't help but screamed: "Jing Pingsheng, you are so domineering, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution?" Jing Pingsheng chuckled.

"I am retribution."

The fight began. Although the strength of the people in Mingyue Valley was quite good, they were still far inferior to the three coalition forces of Bei Canglong Farewell Tower and the Wilderness Divine Religion.

Therefore, there were heavy casualties as soon as they came into contact.

That is, Gu Shunde could hold on under the joint attack of these three families, and rushed left and right, trying to lead his men to break through.

But at this moment, Jing Pingsheng, who was sitting steadily on the sedan chair, suddenly raised his eyes, and then the whole person rushed out and rushed straight to Gu Shunde.

Gu Shunde also felt the almost despairing pressure, but he had no way to retreat, so he could only roar and try to resist.

But the next moment, a fist directly smashed all his resistance and hit his head.

There was a dull bang.

Not only Gu Shunde's head, but also his upper body turned into blood mist under the huge force of this punch.

After throwing this earth-shattering punch, Jing Pingsheng returned to the sedan chair leisurely, lay down again, and yawned as if he had done something insignificant.

"Clean up quickly, I want to sleep."

After these words came out, his men became even more ferocious.

On the other hand, Mingyue Valley was originally far inferior to the three coalition forces, and now the valley master was killed by a punch, so its morale was low.

Therefore, they were quickly defeated and fled in all directions.

But how could they escape?

In just a moment, the once glorious Mingyue Valley was completely destroyed, and even ordinary outer disciples did not escape this disaster and were all killed.

Looking at the tragic scene of blood flowing like a river, Jing Pingsheng was completely unmoved, and did not even blink.

It was not until he entered the Medicine Saint Temple and saw the Medicine Saint statue they worshipped that Jing Pingsheng's eyes showed a glimmer of light.

"What a surprise, it actually contains such a magnificent wish power?"

As he said, he flew down from the sedan chair and walked to the Medicine Saint statue.

This Medicine Saint statue is very old, and it can be seen that it has been worshipped for a long time, so that the surface of the stone material has been smoked with a layer of oil.

This is the basic map of the former Medicine Saint Temple, which is now Mingyue Valley.

Jing Pingsheng stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently slid across the surface of the Medicine Saint statue, and finally stopped at the center of the stone statue's eyebrows.

Buzz.

The Medicine Saint statue trembled violently, and then the originally shiny surface began to lose its luster rapidly.

This phenomenon started from the bottom to the top, and in the end only the center of the stone statue's eyebrows still had the last bit of luster.

But Jing Pingsheng refused to leave even this last bit of luster, and his finger suddenly reached forward.

His fingertips directly inserted into the stone statue.

Ka.

After a crisp sound, dense cracks appeared on the Medicine Saint statue that had been passed down for who knows how many years.

And when Jing Pingsheng pulled out his finger, the Medicine Saint statue shattered and turned into a pile of rubble.

Jing Pingsheng's face showed a look of unsatisfied, he licked his lips and sighed.

"It tastes good, but it's a pity that it's still a little weak."

That's right.

In just a short while, Jing Pingsheng actually took all the vows accumulated in the Medicine Saint Statue for himself.

And this is exactly why Jing Pingsheng can achieve such a high martial arts achievement at this age.

Jing Pingsheng called it... God-killing!

"Rest here for a night, and then set off tomorrow, taking the route of... South Canglong!" Jing Pingsheng said lightly.

"Yes!" Everyone bowed and promised, and then went down to pack up.

Jing Pingsheng stood in the main hall of the Medicine Saint Temple, looking at his shadow stretched by the candlelight, and suddenly laughed silently.

"Guan Xuejiang, Guo Luming, I haven't seen you for many years, can you still fight?"

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At the same time, in the Canglong Temple thousands of miles away, Zhao Ya had not fallen asleep yet, but was stepping up training and preparations.

With a bang, the crossbow string sounded, and the crossbow arrow shot out, crossing a distance of hundreds of steps in an instant and deeply inserted into the target.

Then Gui Xuanqing let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and felt that his muscles were sore all over.

Before, he always thought that shooting was not difficult. Isn't it just aiming and pulling the trigger?

But until he really got started, he realized the difficulty.

Not to mention anything else, just holding the crossbow and not shaking at all was enough to make him, a fifth-level warrior, complain.

Not to mention other more boring and tedious exercises, so in just one day, Gui Xuanqing didn't dare to despise it any more.

At this time, torches were lit in the woods.

It turned out that in order to simulate the actual combat environment as much as possible, there was no artificial light in the entire forest. Including Gui Xuanqing, all shooters were shooting purely with natural light.

Then Zhao Ya came out of the woods and came to Gui Xuanqing and other archers.

"Overall, the results have improved a lot compared to before, but there are still problems."

Zhao Ya threw two targets on the ground.

"Cao Qing, You Lan, you two shot five arrows in total, but missed the target three times. This result is the lowest."

The two young men lying in the grass lowered their heads with shame.

"But the two arrows you shot were very good, basically hitting the target, which shows a problem, that is, your stability is too poor, so you two will continue to practice stability later."

"Yes!"

Then Zhao Ya pointed out the shortcomings of others one by one. Although he didn't say much, he hit the point directly.

And these arrogant young people didn't dare to disobey at this time, and all accepted the criticism sincerely.

Gui Xuanqing's heart was always hanging.

Because he knew that Zhao Ya never showed any mercy in such matters. Even if he had known him for the longest time, he would still be pointed out and criticized mercilessly if he did not do well.

But it was almost the end, and Zhao Ya didn't mention him.

Gui Xuanqing couldn't help feeling a little strange.

At this moment, Zhao Ya picked up a target, "Gui Xuanqing!"

"Here!" Gui Xuanqing hurriedly responded, feeling a little nervous, ready to face criticism.

But unexpectedly, Zhao Ya smiled at him.

"Well done, not only did all five arrows hit the target, but the dispersion was very small, which shows that you have basically got started."

Zhao Ya not only didn't criticize him, but also praised him in public, which was very rare.

This made Gui Xuanqing feel like he was floating.

"Okay, today's training ends here. You all pick up your own arrows, clean the crossbows, and take good care of them."

"Understood!"

These people started to get busy.

Zhao Ya looked at them and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Just two days ago, these people had never been exposed to long-range shooting, but now they are forced to become shooters and may enter brutal battles at any time.

But there is nothing to be done about it.

After all, these crossbows seized from the killers in the Farewell Building are very precious, and their lethality is even greater.

If they are not used, it will be a great waste.

But there are surprises here.

For example, Gui Xuanqing.

This descendant of the Gui family who had joined the Canglong Temple with Zhao Ya at the beginning had a mediocre talent in martial arts, and was even more inconspicuous among many disciples.

But after being exposed to shooting, the talent he showed made Zhao Ya look at him sideways.

It's not that he was very accurate when he came up, but because the arrows he shot had a very small dispersion.

This proves that his movements are very consistent.

Don't underestimate this, because there are many people who have practiced hard for many years but still can't reach this level.

It seems that there are really no ordinary people, only people who have not found a suitable field for themselves.

Zhao Ya turned and left the woods and returned to Canglong Temple.

Canglong Temple was also busy at this time, and many people were busy preparing for the upcoming war.

Zhao Ya returned to his own courtyard, washed up a little, and then sat cross-legged and began to meditate and practice.

Although there were many wars during this period, Zhao Ya's practice did not fall behind at all.

His meridians have been opened up to the Shaoyin Heart Meridian of the Hand, and the three acupoints of Jiquan, Qingling, and Shaohai have been refined.

The reason for choosing this meridian is entirely because it requires the least acupoints and is relatively easy to open.

Now every point of strength improvement is crucial, so it is better to open up a meridian.

Moreover, Zhao Ya found that the connection between the Swallowing Star True Power and the Canglong True Power is now closer.

Although they have not been fused together, the induction between them is extremely tacit.

Once one of them is activated, the other will also move accordingly.

For example, let's break through the Shaoyin Heart Meridian now.

The Blue Dragon True Power charged forward, and the Swallowing Star True Power was refined afterwards. The tacit cooperation between the two also greatly accelerated Zhao Ya's process of opening the meridians.

Soon, the four acupoints of Lingdao, Tongli, Yinxi, and Shenmen were opened and refined, leaving only the Shaofu and Shaochong acupoints.

At this time, the true power was already showing a trend of decline, and it was reasonable to stop the work at this time.

But in order to improve his strength, Zhao Ya decided to open the remaining two acupoints today.

So he took a deep breath, while regulating the blood and qi, and guiding the true power to rush to the Shaofu acupoint with his mind.

After a slight obstruction, the Shaofu acupoint was easily broken through, but now it was also the real test.

Because the last acupoint of each meridian is the most difficult to break through.

Zhao Ya had been prepared for this, so he was not in a hurry, but first tried to rush a few times with the Blue Dragon True Power, and suddenly changed to the Swallowing Star True Power, and rushed forward violently.

The Shaochong acupoint struggled for a while, but finally broke through.

Zhao Ya's whole body trembled, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The Shaoyin Heart Meridian of the Hand was successfully opened.