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Chapter 220 Immortal Art!Break through the seventh layer (seeking subscription, first update)
The mountain peak was plowed into a deep ravine.

Zhang Zhenwu was finally pulled out of the pit by Mu Yan, very embarrassed.

"Do you still fight?" Mu Yan asked.

Zhang Zhenwu waved his hand. Although he said that he didn't try his best just now, Mu Yan also had many methods that were useless.

"As you can see, once the power is too strong, Tai Chi loses its meaning." Zhang Zhenwu said bitterly.

Mu Yan nodded, just now he was superior to the strength of his physical body, if Zhang Zhenwu had taken precautions, he might not have lost so embarrassingly.

Zhang Zhenwu looked Mu Yan up and down, and said, "You are really a fearsome young man, now I announce that you have passed the final assessment, and you will be the head of Wudang in the future."

Looking at his brilliant eyes, Mu Yan had a strange feeling of falling into a pit.

"I want to announce it to the world, and hold a succession ceremony..." Zhang Zhenwu was still talking eloquently.

"Wait, let's keep everything simple and don't be so high-profile." When the succession ceremony was mentioned, Mu Yan seemed to be awakened by a certain shadow, and said hastily.

Zhang Zhenwu nodded in surprise, and followed Mu Yan's advice.

It only took a day, and everyone in Wudang knew that this new boy had become their leader.

At first, there were voices of disbelief.

But the disciples who witnessed their battle were all deeply impressed by Mu Yan.

This battle has been hyped into more than a dozen versions. For example, Mu Yan showed his supernatural power, slapped the ancestor flying with his palm, and almost stomped the ancestor to death with a stomp... The legend is amazing.

Some rumors even reached Mu Yan's ears.

He shook his head with a wry smile. If he continued, he might be called an alien.

At this time, Mu Yan had already retreated in the depths of the Wudang Hall.

There are a few thin booklets in front of him. Although the pages are a little yellowed, they contain supreme meaning.

It is Wudang's "Xiantian Kung Fu".

This is Mu Yan's first contact with exercises.

Cultivation techniques, like fighting skills, are also divided into four levels: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and super-grade.

This immortal skill is a super-grade skill.

The so-called kung fu method is to torment oneself, to forge the supreme foundation, and finally to achieve the level of returning to nature and the unity of man and nature.

To put it bluntly, the stronger the kung fu, the stronger the fighting spirit, and the stronger the fighting skills.

Mu Yan didn't learn any exercises, so the density of fighting energy was just like that of a junior Celestial Venerable.

He can crush the same level, relying on the powerful star body, and many other methods.

If the exercises are profound, then his strength can be raised to a higher level.

Most of the sect's disciples practiced exercises from a young age and laid a solid foundation. When they were 16 years old, they awakened their fighting spirits, gained their fighting spirit, and gathered their fighting energy with great ease.

Mu Yan was already one step behind them.

But the practice is not achieved overnight, it is a slow process, with cultivation as the main focus.

Therefore, Mu Yan's difference is not too much.

Looking at the exercises of Xiantian Gong, he slowly entered the state of meditation.

Three days later!
Countless disciples were cultivating on the top of the mountain, and suddenly found that there were layers of fluctuations in the distant sky, and there were actually ripples in the air, which could even be seen with the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, endless dark clouds condensed and covered the long dome, and the sky darkened instantly.

A series of thunderbolts fell, bringing a series of shocks, and the thunder shook for nine days!
I saw that above the void, black and white divine light gradually converged.

Immediately afterwards, it slowly turned into a ring-shaped chaotic object, surging against the wind.

It quickly condensed into a solid body, and this huge thing like a millstone turned out to be a Taiji diagram!
On it, black and white yin and yang fish are circling and trying to hug each other, connecting end to end.

"My God, what is that?" a disciple exclaimed.

On a certain lonely mountain peak, Zhang Zhenwu looked up at the sky with endless shock in his eyes!
"That's the ultimate profound meaning of Xiantian Kungfu - the heart of Tai Chi!"

He murmured in disbelief.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, the old man has practiced Xiantian Kungfu for more than [-] years, and he is only at the fifth level. How did he learn the seventh level?" Zhang Zhenwu was completely stunned.

Legend has it that when the Immortal Heaven Kung Fu reaches the highest state of the seventh level, it can unite the heaven and man, and can arouse the general trend of the world with every gesture, and even inspire the heart of Tai Chi!

Now, this huge Taiji diagram is horizontal in the sky, with endless black and white rays of light, it looks extremely vast.

What is Tai Chi?

Tai Chi is as far as the limit is concerned, it is the highest pinnacle of martial arts.

There are thousands of martial arts in the world, starting with Tai Chi and ending with Tai Chi.

Tai Chi is also the origin.

Zhang Zhenwu stared dazedly into the distance, the hall shrouded in black and white sunlight, like being in a mist, couldn't help shouting: "Mu Yan, to describe him as a genius is to belittle him, he is simply a fairy!"

At this moment, in the depths of the hall, Mu Yan was still meditating with his eyes closed.

In the sea of ​​souls, the Holy King Sword and Moyuan Sword, which were transformed into the Lei Jianmu fighting soul, are constantly flickering, and seem to contain endless wonderful meanings.

At this time, Mu Yan opened his eyes, and all the coercion was withdrawn.

The heart of Taiji hanging on the sky slowly dissipated, the endless dark clouds faded, and the sky was once again spotless and blue.

"Practicing the exercises doesn't seem to be difficult." Mu Yan said to himself strangely.

Before this, Zhang Zhenwu once told him that the Immortal Heaven Kungfu is divided into seven levels, the first level in ten years, and the second level in 20 years... He only learned the fifth level at such an old age, and he probably lived to the end of the world before he could learn it. seventh floor.

"This old Taoist priest is not entertaining me." Mu Yan shook his head, slandering himself secretly.

If Zhang Zhenwu heard this, he would be so angry that he would beat his chest and stamp his feet. Why did Mu Yan learn the exercises so quickly?It's not scientific.

It's still the same old saying, what kind of science do you talk about in martial arts?
Mu Yan gently raised his hand, such a small movement caused waves in the space.

He secretly mobilized, and the vindictiveness in his body was billowing like a storm, reaching an astonishing level in an instant.

The whole hall is shaking!

"My fighting spirit has grown several times!" Mu Yan was both surprised and delighted.

When fighting people, they finally don't have to resort to many means, not even physical strength, they can be crushed easily with just coercion.

Next, Mu Yan spent another day mastering Wudang's fighting skills, especially the secret legend "Flying Immortal Outside the Sky".

Mu Yan was already good at using swords. He had just entered the world of martial arts and was proficient in "immortal swordsmanship". In fact, it was just the most basic sword moves. Now that his level has been increased several times and his fighting spirit is powerful, those basic swordsmanship are no longer enough.

But now, with Tianwai Feixian, Mu Yan's sword will be even sharper.

Walking out of the hall, Mu Yan's eyes were sharp, and he exuded an unfathomable aura!
He has gained a lot from this exit. If he fights Ye Wushuang again, he is confident that he can kill him instantly.

"It's time to find Yan Luotian to settle the matter."

There was a confident look in Mu Yan's eyes, like a pearl of wisdom in his hand.

(End of this chapter)