The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Lake island, conference square.

Most of the Jiangnan martial arts masters gathered together, and the energy they unleashed was far more than just the sum of their numbers.

When these warriors, who are deeply prejudiced and limited to their own sects, get a chance to freely browse the secret books of other sects, it is like breaking down the barriers and countless inspirations come to them.

At first, there were only eighty-six Yangshen Grandmasters. Within three days, Qiao Zhengyang, a group of warriors from Xiayi Town, Hui Ku and Xin Yan also joined in.

Afterwards, as news of what happened at the martial arts conference spread, more and more masters from all over Jiangnan came to visit, almost all to learn the secrets of the eighty-five schools.

In just half a month, the size of the team grew from less than a hundred people to more than five thousand.

As the communication deepened, there was no longer any distinction between people in different realms. They were all fellow Taoists dedicated to the Tao, and everyone felt that their minds had never been so active.

Among Fang Xun, except Dongfang Que who was always there, Yan Ming, Bai Wufeng and Yu Daoren also rushed to Yuzhou from Jiangzhou Xingyue immediately after hearing the news.

Of course they would not miss such a rare opportunity.

Not only them, but even some masters affiliated with the government immediately put down all their official duties after hearing about it and rushed to Xiayi Town to participate in this event.

On this day, Fang Xun, who was communicating his insights with Qiao Zhengyang and Hui Ku, seemed to have sensed something and looked up at the sky.

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"It's the Iron-winged Cloud Eagle. Is Old Man Mo here too?"

A shrill cry was heard, and Fang Xun immediately realized who it was.

When the Cloud Eagle landed, he saw that on its back, not only was Old Man Mo on it, but also nine other masters from the palace, including Xiao Zhen, Li Wujiu, Cheng Wantao, Wu Junshan, and Li Muzhi.

Among them, Xiao Zhen, Li Wujiu and Li Muzhi actually broke through to the Yang God level during the half year that Fang Xun was away.

The aura of Cheng Wantao and Wu Junshan is much deeper than before, and it is almost ready, just waiting for the opportunity to break through.

There are three others who are also Fang Xun’s first time. They should be the new masters that Yu Jiaolong recruited during the time he was away.

In the center of Old Man Mo and the nine people, there was a heroic and cool girl. After noticing Fang Xun's gaze, she immediately looked over.

The eyes of both parties met in the air, and Fang Xun immediately sensed a sense of resentment, and immediately touched his nose in embarrassment.

After the Cloud Eagle landed, Yu Jiaolong jumped down first, looked at Fang Xun and said something quietly.

"My husband has been doing very well outside these days, but don't forget the old one just because you have a new one."

hiss--

Yu Jiaolong's resentful expression made Hui Ku and Qiao Zhengyang shiver, and they felt that the hot summer air had become chilly.

The two of them quickly apologized and left as if they were escaping. Old Man Mo and the others tacitly did not say hello to Fang Xun, leaving the space to him and Yu Jiaolong.

"I'm afraid she has found out about the ridiculous things that happened between me, Xue Qianrou, and Mu Xiangyun in the capital."

Thinking of this, Fang Xun quickly explained: "It's a deal, I..."

As he was speaking, a pair of slender jade fingers suddenly pressed on his lips.

"My husband is also healing, so why would Zhaoning care? Even after my husband returned to Jiangnan, he did not go home first, leaving Zhaoning alone in the empty house, looking forward to seeing my husband day and night."

After hearing this, Fang Xun's eyes suddenly became enlightened and he sighed, "It is indeed my fault."

As he spoke, he grabbed Yu Jiaolong's hand, and without waiting for her to reply, he pulled her up and leaped into the air, and in the blink of an eye he was out of the island in the middle of the lake.

Leaving everyone confused.

Feeling the whistling wind in her face and the scenery on both sides rapidly receding and changing, Yu Jiaolong was also confused.

".Some things are not convenient to talk about in public. Follow me to Sanshui Tower first."

"Ah."

Yu Jiaolong nodded in response and stopped talking. Soon, the two of them flew all the way and entered the Sanshui Tower.

In the room, Yu Jiaolong saw Fang Xun close the door, and then asked in confusion: "Husband, what is it that is inconvenient to talk about outside?"

Fang Xun turned around with a strange look on his face. Just when Yu Jiaolong was confused, he picked her up by the waist, jumped into the bed and pulled down the curtain.

When she fell onto the soft bed, Yu Jiaolong finally reacted and her eyes widened: "You..."

But before he could say a word, his lips were blocked by Fang Xun.

Suddenly the curtain was drawn, leaving only two hazy figures entangled together.

Fang Xun knew that it was useless to say anything at this moment, and the best option was to carry her to bed so that she would not have the energy to think about other things.

The two of them felt like they had just been reunited after a short separation. Yu Jiaolong also forgot her previous resentment, and their dual cultivation entered a high state.

After a day and a night of dual cultivation, the two who had been separated for a long time reappeared in front of everyone at the venue and joined in the great cause.

In front of outsiders, Yu Jiaolong still had a cold expression, which made most people who met the King of Yue for the first time feel a little restrained.

But soon, I got used to it.

In the following days, in addition to freely exchanging ideas with a group of warriors about their skills, Fang Xun and Yu Jiaolong also had to do four more things every day - a full day plus three meals.

Time flies, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The hot summer is gone, replaced by the howling cold wind, making the weather gradually colder, and the year is getting closer.

But the martial arts world in Jiangnan was bustling with activity.

The news that Bai Qingmeng had used his powerful strength to easily injure eighty-five Yangshen Grandmasters at the martial arts conference four months ago had spread like wildfire, causing a huge uproar in the Jiangnan martial arts world in a short period of time.

In comparison, the fact that Mo Hanxing was the leader of Wuchang and was plotting to overthrow the Jiangnan martial arts world became a small matter, because Fang Xun had already trampled all the 85 Yangshen sects in the Jiangnan martial arts world under his feet.

However, compared to the fact that Bai Qingmeng was at the Zhenwu realm, Fang Xun had to rank behind.

Suddenly, a Zhenwu land immortal appeared in Jiangnan, which caused a huge stir.

And this Zhenwu Realm master actually came from the Yue Palace, and was an official master, which made the Yue Palace even more prestigious. The most direct impact was that many unruly warriors seemed to have restrained their tempers overnight, which reduced the number of bloody conflicts in the prefectures and counties in Jiangnan.

After all, this world belongs to Daxuan, and the power of the government should not be underestimated.

After his spiritual energy was revived, Tan Chongtian and Xiao Qirong, the two leaders of the Thirty-Six Sects, broke through to Zhenwu one after another. The old King of Yue had a chance to break through, but unfortunately he was killed by someone who took advantage of this opportunity.

The prestige of the Prince of Yue's Mansion plummeted in an instant, and the influence of the government was also weakened intentionally or unintentionally by various martial arts sects. When something happened, they just said it was the affairs of the martial arts world.

From the increasing number of bloody conflicts occurring in various places, it can be seen that the public security in the prefectures and counties of Jiangnan is getting worse day by day.

The main reason is that the government does not have a master who can control the situation. In the past, everyone's attention was on Fang Xun, and they counted on their fingers when this guy would break through to the Zhenwu level.

But now, a Bai Qingmeng suddenly appeared, his origin was mysterious, as if he had jumped out of a stone.

But this is not important. What is important is that she is a Zhenwu land immortal, and also a master affiliated with the Prince of Yue's Palace. All of a sudden, countless heroes of the martial arts world recalled the time when the order of the Jiangnan martial arts world was dominated by the Six Gates of the government.

What countless people in the outside world don’t know is that something even more shocking is about to happen.

Compared to the appearance of one Zhenwu realm, the appearance of two Zhenwu realms would certainly be more shocking.

"Congratulations to both of you on your further advancement in martial arts and your achievement of a thousand years of life."

On this day, except for Bai Qingmeng who was still in a trance, the other thousands of people, including Fang Xun, all looked at Qiao Zhengyang and Hui Ku with envy.

At first glance, the two of them looked no different from usual, but the Yangshen Grandmasters present all felt that some inexplicable changes were brewing in them.

On this day, "Basic Internal Skills" was officially completed, and everyone felt a sense of accomplishment. Thousands of eyes, including Fang Xun and Yu Jiaolong, looked at Qiao Zhengyang and Hui Ku with envy.

During the three months, while creating new skills, they exchanged and sorted out what they had learned, and the barrier that prevented them from breaking through to Zhenwu also disappeared imperceptibly.

Although they have not officially crossed that threshold yet, Fang Xun dares to guarantee that the two of them will be able to enter the Zhenwu realm after a maximum of one month of seclusion!

Not only the two of them gained huge benefits.

Among the rest of the warriors, hundreds of masters who had reached the highest level of enlightenment broke through to the Yin Shen realm within four months, and thirteen veteran Yin Shen masters who had broken through before their spiritual energy was revived were also promoted to Yang Shen grand masters.

For a moment, everyone seemed satisfied, and even a little unsatisfied.
After feeling that the bottleneck had disappeared, Hui Ku's face became calm instead.

"If we can break through this time, it will all be thanks to the kindness of Donor Fang."

Fang Xun shook his head and said, "No, I just happened to meet him at the right time. You two have accumulated enough experience, you just lack the right opportunity."

Qiao Zhengyang also had a look of neither joy nor sadness on his face. He handed a book in his hand to Fang Xun, and saw the four big words "Basic Internal Power" printed on the cover of the book.

"No matter what, this is a complete success. With everyone's help, we were able to complete this book "Basic Internal Skills" in just four months!"

Although many people think that this name is a bit awkward, Qiao Zhengyang thinks it is just right. A tall building rises from the ground.

The road of martial arts, from zero to generating true qi and entering the acquired stage, may seem like just a simple introduction, but it is related to future potential.

Fang Xun could have easily stepped into the acquired realm ten years ago. He did not practice any guiding methods but directly forcefully cultivated his internal strength. For him to step into the acquired realm was just a matter of wanting to or not.

But he still spent seven years to enter the acquired realm using the most advanced method.

Otherwise, let alone the third step of Yang God 'Pregnancy Pill', in just over three years, even with the support of the Martial Arts Hall, it is hard to say whether he can become a Yin God master.

Different methods of entry will lead to different future achievements.

Hui Ku suddenly spoke at this time.

"Such a grand event is really rare. When I return to Yuzhou, I will definitely suggest to Brother Abbot that we invite Yuzhou martial arts masters to a discussion meeting every year!"

After hearing this, Fang Xun smiled and said to Qiao Zhengyang, "I think we can do the same in Jiangnan. Master Qiao, you can take the lead and invite all the martial arts masters to gather in Xiayi Town once a year to break down the sectarianism and exchange ideas freely."

The others' eyes lit up after hearing this.

Fang Xun expected that this book "Basic Internal Power" would take almost a year to deduce and perfect even if all the Yangshen grandmasters of the Jiangnan martial arts world were gathered together.

But he still underestimated the energy that would be generated when everyone's wisdom came together. When different ideas collided, brilliant sparks of wisdom would be created.

In just four months, a book called "Basic Internal Skills" that met his requirements in every aspect was completed!

For four months, everyone put aside their own prejudices and spoke freely without reservation, which was of great benefit to them.

The abilities of many people, which had not improved at all, have also improved a lot.

After these warriors tasted the sweetness, they no longer cared so much about sectarianism, and when they heard what Fang Xun and Hui Ku said, they all spoke up and agreed.

"That's how it should be. Gathering together people to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and exchanging insights freely, isn't that a great pleasure in life?"

"No matter what others think, as long as Master Qiao summons me, I will come to Xiayi Town on time next year to have a chat!"

"Lin Chuanhou said it right. Kungfu is dead, but people are alive. Kungfu is created to be seen by others. If a person is not good enough, even if he gets the secret book of magic, he will achieve nothing!"

Originally there were only a few or a dozen people, but gradually more and more people spoke up, forming a trend.

For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar, and many people expressed that the conference could indeed become a custom and be held once a year.

Qiao Zhengyang did not refuse and spoke loudly.

"I am grateful to all of you heroes for your respect for me, Qiao. I will follow what Lin Chuanhou said. From now on, every July, I will host a discussion meeting here. You are all welcome to come and put aside your differences and speak freely!"

Instantly everyone responded and the atmosphere in the venue reached a climax.

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly interrupted.

"The discussion meeting has been decided. Next year, I will come to Xiayi Town on time to bother you. Now that all the leaders are here, I will tell you one thing!"

In an instant, all eyes turned to Yu Jiaolong.

Yu Jiaolong looked solemn and said, "I just wonder if the masters who founded their own sects in the mountains have official land deeds for their sects, and how many years have you not paid land taxes to the government?"

Instantly, the square fell silent again, and everyone stared at Yu Jiaolong with their mouths wide open. (End of this chapter)