Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Under the cleansing of thunder, Zhao Xuan's soul gradually changed from yin to yang.

Nine thunderbolts fell, and the soul became pure Yang.

The height skyrocketed to more than six feet.

Zhao Xuan fell down and sat in the air, his fingers intertwined, forming the jade seal of the Qing Yuan Dynasty. His ups and downs of breath quickly calmed down and became one.

After a while, he opened his eyes, bowed his hands to Zhang Taifeng, and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, uncle, for preaching."

Zhang Taifeng was silent for a moment and shook his head: "With your talent and luck, there is only one opportunity left to break through the Yangshen Realm. The old master does not dare to take credit."

He is not humble. For someone like this who is chased by God for food, with or without his guidance, it will be a matter of time before he is promoted to the Yangshen Realm.

Zhao Xuan smiled and said: "That was also the opportunity given by my uncle."

Zhang Taifeng replied seriously: "A veteran doesn't know whether it is right or wrong to do this. Having predecessors teach you experience will lead to a smoother path. However, the achievements of latecomers will be bound by the experience of their predecessors, and it is often difficult to surpass their predecessors. "

"The veteran thought that what you have learned is too complex and your future achievements will be limited, so he thought of giving you a hand, but your performance exceeded the veteran's expectations."

"Now it seems that your way is also a broad road."

"In the future, I will try to interfere as little as possible."

He spoke extremely seriously and did not hide his admiration for Zhao Xuan in his words.

But Zhao Xuan was unhappy and worried.

Does this mean you won't care about him anymore?

How can that work?

He also hoped that Zhang Taifeng would break out of the avenue and follow behind.

But people like Zhang Taifeng are often very opinionated. If you can't convince him, you may really have no guidance.

Zhao Xuan thought for a moment and followed Zhang Taifeng's words and replied: "What my uncle said is absolutely true. In the future, if the younger generation has any questions and needs my uncle's explanation, I hope that my uncle will answer them in time and not create artificial obstacles."

Hehe, fortunately he has learned "to use the son's spear and attack the son's shield".

Less intervention, right?

Does deliberately not giving any advice count as interference?

Zhang Taifeng laughed and said, "You are the only one who is clever."

"Forget it, let's not mention this matter for the moment. The old Taoist wanted to wait for Qingxu and Kong to be promoted to Yangshen and ask them for advice on the magical powers and secrets of Taoism and Buddhism. But they both died at your hands and there is no chance anymore."

"Now that you are practicing both Taoism and Buddhism, your cultivation level is far superior to that of the fallen Qingxu and Konglai. How about I do the work for you?"

"Sparring with an experienced Taoist can also help you become familiar with and consolidate your realm as quickly as possible."

Seeing that Zhang Taifeng no longer hesitated about whether to interfere with his practice, Zhao Xuan put it behind him and said with a smile: "I would also like to ask my uncle for advice."

The two of them reached into the sky in perfect agreement to prevent the aftermath of the fight from destroying the Zhenwu Sect.

After ascending to the sky, Zhang Taifeng made a defensive posture and signaled Zhao Xuan to attack.

Zhao Xuan showed no humility at all, unsheathing a long sword filled with cold murderous intent.

"Shangqing·Slaying God."

The long sword rippled like blue water, spreading in all directions, and the space was distorted by it.

Vaguely, a thin young Taoist priest could be seen. He was once invincible with one man and one sword, and he defeated gods and demons.

The next moment, the thin young man seemed to have come to life. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Xuan across time and space.

Zhao Xuan blinked, and the figure of the thin young man suddenly disappeared, as if what he just saw was an illusion.

He laughed to himself.

What is my identity and status, how can I attract that person's attention?

As the thought flashed across my mind, a reminder emerged:

[You have practiced the Supreme Purity Killing God Sword to a certain level, attracting the attention of the mysterious Supreme Spirit. The Supreme Spirit watched your swordsmanship and thought it was a disgrace to the Supreme's reputation, so he preached from a distance. 】

[You have been guided by the Supreme Divine Mind, and your realm of Shangqing Sword Dao has skyrocketed. "Shangqing·Slaying Gods" has been upgraded to "Shangqing·Slaying Immortals". 】

A mysterious and mysterious Taoist charm came to Zhao Xuan's heart.

He seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, the mournful cries of immortals and Buddhas aloft, and a long red sword that was neither gold nor wood.

A clear and whistling sound of swords suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

The long sword in Zhao Xuan's hand glowed brightly.

In an instant, the sword light shines brightly, just like the sun has descended. Under the brilliant sword light, the sword light shines for hundreds of miles.

This is an indescribable peerless sword light, like water, like wind, like mountains and rivers, like birds, beasts, insects and fish, without a trace of murderous edge.

It doesn't seem to have much power, and is harmless to humans and animals.

However, wherever the sword light passed, it left a trace of missing white.

Sunlight, air, the aura of heaven and earth, all tangible and intangible things seemed to have been wiped away by someone, leaving only nothingness.

Zhao Xuan hurriedly shouted: "Uncle, be careful. This junior seems to have made a breakthrough. This sword is far more powerful than the previous one." He really didn't expect that after he played "Shangqing·Slaying God" so many times, one day he would let The one who noticed it also gave him a gift.

Normally, he would have been ecstatic.

But at this moment, he was worried that Zhang Taifeng was not careful enough for a moment and would be seriously injured by this sword.

"Don't panic, just go all out, the veteran will have his own countermeasures."

The moment the sword light flashed, Zhang Taifeng realized that this sword was not simple.

He waved his arms and drew huge circles.

The black and white air currents raged, outlining a huge Tai Chi diagram, and transformed from virtual reality into a real and tangible object at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The moment the Tai Chi diagram was formed, time and space stagnated for a moment.

The sword light stopped three feet away from Zhang Taifeng and moved forward slowly.

If he had been slower, he might have cut Zhang Taifeng in two with one sword.

A rare look of solemnity appeared on Zhang Taifeng's face.

What a domineering and brutal swordsmanship.

This is probably the true biography of Sanqingguan, a true biography that even Qingxu has never been exposed to.

Thinking of this, the look in his eyes at Zhao Xuan became very strange.

You, a disciple of Zhenwu Sect, practice the Shangqing Sword Way more authentically than the master of Sanqing Temple.

Good for you.

He activated the Tai Chi diagram and landed on the extremely sharp sword light bit by bit.

The sword light kept struggling, seeming to poke ten or eight holes in the Tai Chi Diagram.

There is not much difference between the two.

But the sword light is water without a source and has no power to succeed, while the Tai Chi Tu has Zhang Taifeng who continuously provides divine power, and Zhang Taifeng's realm strength is higher than that of Zhao Xuan.

After a moment, the sword light disappeared.

The Tai Chi diagram with a few more sword marks also disappeared under Zhang Taifeng's operation.

"This sword is good, what's its name?"

Zhang Taifeng asked casually.

Zhao Xuan replied: "Shangqing·Slaughter the Immortals."

Zhang Taifeng nodded slightly: "It does have the power to kill immortals, come again."

Zhao Xuan's long sword returned to its sheath.

He has regarded this move as a trump card to determine victory in one blow, and does not intend to use it frequently during sparring.

Naturally, he switched to Sanqing Guan and other unique techniques.

For example, "Yuqing Fantianyin".

He was also a little careful, wondering if using the other two supreme masters' unique skills would impress the supreme mind and obtain an unexpected gift.

However, after dozens of moves, there was no second teleportation.

Zhao Xuan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The two had been sparring for a long time, and when they were about to give up, a figure descended from the sky, stood above the Zhenwu Sect, and asked in a rough voice: "Where is the leader of the Zhenwu Sect?"

The sound wave set off a gust of wind, blowing towards the Zhenwumen Mountain Guard Formation.

In an instant, the formation shook, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

There was a sudden attack, and the Zhenwu Sect's big bell sounded as a warning. The lowly Zhenwu Sect disciples fled for their lives under the guidance of their elders.

The Zhenwu Sect Mountain Guard Formation was built with the help of Wang Yu to defend against Yin Shen Realm attacks.

With just one word from this person, the formation was on the verge of collapse, and his level of strength was obvious.

Coming to seek revenge?

Zhao Xuan and Zhang Taifeng looked at each other and floated down from the sky.

(End of this chapter)