From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 13
In the middle of the second year of retreat, Yu Lianzhou found him.

"Wuji, do you want to become a real swordsman!" Yu Lianzhou asked with a smile on her face.

Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up immediately.

Without waiting for Zhang Wuji's answer, Yu Lianzhou felt that she got the answer she wanted.

So from this day on, Zhang Wuji's afternoon practice had a fixed place.

Houshan Yunxian Waterfall.

This is where Yu Lianzhou practiced his sword, and now there are Zhang Wuji's footprints.

He began to swing his sword under the waterfall, and every sword had to be cut into a sword groove on a boulder without missing a single cent.

This is the mark made by Yu Lianzhou, the second master, who has practiced sword for ten years.

He started to dance the sword in the dense forest, and his current limit is to cut off one hundred and eight leaves within thirty breaths.

And the second uncle can easily reach three times his own number.

He began to swing the sword into the air with all his strength without fancy, three thousand times a day.

The same Second Master has now reached [-] times a day, and the most important thing is that the Second Master has persisted in this kind of sword swing for ten years.

Becoming a swordsman has never been an easy task, this is the only thing the second martial uncle taught himself.

There are no exercises, no cheats, just constant swinging of the sword.

So Zhang Wuji became even busier, and his reading time at night was also embezzled by him.

Every night at the back of Wudang Mountain, two figures with swords can be seen chasing and fighting each other.

Time flies, another year and a half in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Wuji has been retreating in the back mountain of Wudang for three full years.

It was another morning with the sun rising.

Zhang Wuji sat cross-legged with his eyes closed on the top of the Haomiao Peak. The countless pores in his body seemed to be all open at this moment, and he seemed to faintly sense the illusory aura floating around.

His ears moved, as if he heard the chirping of two birds several miles away, he opened his eyes and looked far away, a leopard on the opposite hill was cautiously approaching its prey.

He stood up with a smile on his face.

After three years of painstaking practice, until today, he finally quietly stepped into the acquired realm.

If it is said that first-class masters get through Ren and Du's second channels and exert energy outside, then the most prominent characteristic of acquired masters is the five senses, that is, the enhancement of the five senses.

Eye consciousness, ear consciousness, nose consciousness, tongue consciousness, body consciousness.

Every sense of shape, sound, smell, taste, and touch is multiplied.

This is also the foundation of the strength of the acquired strong, because it means faster reaction speed, superhuman insight ability, and various extreme operations that the body can make.

It's hard to kill masters the day after tomorrow, but it's hard to kill here.

If it is a first-class master, it is still possible to defeat it by plotting, such as Yu Daiyan, the youngest of the Wudang Seven Heroes, he was a first-rate master whose peak cultivation level was successfully plotted by Zhang Wuji's mother Yin Susu with silver needles.

But if it is replaced by an acquired master, such an assassination is absolutely impossible to succeed.

"I became a strong person at the age of 20. I'm afraid no one will believe it if I tell it!" In a gazebo three or four miles away from Zhang Wuji, Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Lianzhou were watching Zhang Wuji who was standing there quietly, feeling the beauty of Houtian. Yu Lianzhou couldn't help admiring.

"It's not surprising that he possesses the two mystical skills of Nine Yin and Nine Yang, and that Wuji is already a man of outstanding talent."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's time for Wuji to officially go down the mountain."

"I remember that the day before yesterday, the extermination master of the Emei faction sent a letter to invite me to Wudang and the six sects to besiege Mingjiao Guangmingding. Master, you have already planned to let Wuji lead a team to represent Wudang Mountain?"

"No, Wuji is still too young. He can't bear this burden. Regarding this matter, I am going to let Yuanqiao lead the team. You all go except Daiyan to show my sincerity to Wudang."

"Then Wuji...?" Yu Lianzhou was a little puzzled.

"The golden-haired lion king Xie Xun who returned to Mingjiao three years ago is Wuji's adoptive father, and the white-browed eagle king Yin Tian is Wuji's grandfather. With this relationship, I think Wuji can try to secretly reconcile the six sects. Contradictions with Guangmingding."

"Why?" Yu Lianzhou frowned.

Speaking of which, Wudang faction and Mingjiao have the same grievances, after all, the youngest Yu Daiyan was hurt by Yin Susu.

"Lianzhou, you have been cultivating on the mountain for a long time, and you don't understand some things thoroughly. Not all people in the Ming Cult are vicious, and there are many chivalrous people among them. A large part of the reason why your reputation has become more and more corrupt in recent years is the lack of a leader. reason."

"Now the uprising army south of the Yangtze River is surging. Among them, there are two forces in the rivers and lakes that are the most active. One is the branches of Mingjiao in various places, and the other is the Beggar Gang. It is to expel the Mongol Tartars and restore our Han Dynasty in the Central Plains. Dayi, these small favors and grievances in the Jianghu are nothing in front of Dayi."

"This time the so-called six major sects are besieging Guangmingding. It is very likely that there is a shadow of the imperial court in it, deliberately provoking grievances from all parties. If Mingjiao is really wiped out, I am afraid that the court of the Yuan Dynasty will be the happiest."

"It turns out that there is such a secret in it!" Yu Lianzhou nodded, a little stunned.

Although he has been cultivating Taoism on the mountain, in the final analysis he is also a character who hates evil, otherwise he would not choose to become a swordsman.

When he was young, he often went down the mountain to kill Tartars, now after hearing Zhang Sanfeng's analysis, he didn't realize how evil Mingjiao is.

"You and Yuan Qiao took my Wudang disciples to participate in the siege of the six major sects of Guangming Ding Zai Ming, Wuji went to Guangming Ding Zai Ming first. Let both sides suffer, as for the final result, it can only depend on God's will."

"Yes!" Yu Lianzhou nodded respectfully in agreement, and suddenly felt a little heavy pressure on her shoulders.

But it should be Wuji who is under more pressure. I don't know if he can bear this responsibility at a young age. Thinking of this, Yu Lianzhou feels a little worried.

Three days later, Zhang Wuji quietly descended Wudang Mountain with his long sword on his back.

A fast horse, dressed in white, the 20-year-old boy once again stepped into the disputes between the rivers and lakes.

Zhang Wuji agrees with Zhang Sanfeng's request very much. In fact, even if Zhang Sanfeng doesn't say anything, he is ready to prevent the six major factions from besieging Guangmingding. After all, there are people he cares about on both sides, and he doesn't want this The fighting caused no damage to both sides.

Now that Wudang is the internal support of the six sects, he feels that the chance of success is even greater.

After a day of rushing, Zhang Wuji stopped at an inn, planning to rest here for a night before continuing on his way.

Just as he was about to open the door and enter, he suddenly paused, as if he was listening to something.

Soon the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he pushed the door and walked in without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)