From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 98 Ask Uncle Master for Advice
"It's over?" Zhang Wuji looked around blankly with the black iron sword in his hand.

The surrounding stones undulate like stars, but there are no opponents left.

"It's really lonely like snow!" Zhang Wuji sighed.

He really didn't expect that none of the nearly one hundred disciples could block his sword, even Yang Sunu who possessed the spirit sword was also vulnerable.

In the last battle, he was besieged by seven disciples, but Zang Feng was the main attacker and Heitie Sword was the main defender, so they were easily taken care of.

He has only produced one Hidden Front Sword so far, and the remaining two Flying Swords of the same caliber have no chance to be released at all!
He couldn't believe how strong he was before.

After all, in the Ninth Peak, he was often ravaged by those tough senior brothers.

Those brothers are really strong...

A suction force came suddenly, Zhang Wuji felt dazed for a while, but when he reappeared, he was already in a large hall.

Zhang Wuji looked around, but he didn't see any of his seniors and juniors who were practicing together, but there were more than a dozen Jindan masters sitting on the high platform, all of them looked at him seriously.

"Qingye, congratulations on getting No.1 in this trial."

"You will have a chance to enter the treasure house." A serious old Taoist said.

Zhang Wuji felt a little uneasy deep down in his heart. Shouldn't he be happy to have won No.1?

It's like I took the first place in the class every year before time travel. Aren't the teachers all amiable?
Why do these uncles all have blue and purple faces and look a little gloomy?
Of course he couldn't imagine that the masters and uncles had already secretly fought a battle while he was conducting the trial.

"Ahem, Aoba, we just adjusted the list of exercises you chose to enter the sword forest, and found that in addition to practicing Qianyuan Yiqi Sword, you also chose Huangji Nine Swords and Liuyu Sword Code. Are you planning to practice these at the same time? Is it from the Three Swords Jue?"

Another middle-aged alchemy swordsman asked.

He was going to mention a few words about Zhang Wuji. Although this disciple is extremely talented, he is indeed a bit too greedy. Each of the three sword arts is more complicated than the other, and it takes years or even decades to study any one of them. That's right, this kid actually learned three things at once, doesn't he know the truth that he can't eat too much?

Zhang Wuji nodded and said: "The disciple got some opportunities, and he is indeed majoring in these three sword arts."

"Now that I have made some progress, I am thinking about whether to try to practice the fourth flying sword."

"Pfft!" An old man who was drinking tea on the high platform opened his mouth and sprayed out the tea.

"What did you say? You have already practiced these three sword arts to the level of Xiaocheng?"

"That means you have three usable flying swords hidden in the sword plate at the moment, and you haven't used your full strength in the previous trial?" The old man asked several questions in a row, his face as if he had seen a ghost.

The rest of the pill-forming sword cultivators also had faces full of disbelief. There really are such monsters in this world?
"Yeah, what's wrong with that?"

"I see that the senior brothers of the Ninth Peak who follow the line of the sword disk have at least four or five usable flying swords. I can only count this as a small number!" Zhang Wuji was a little puzzled.

"You practice all the sword formulas that lead directly to the immortal way. Can those people compare with you?"

"Besides, how long have you been practicing swords, the least of those people has been in Xuanyuan for more than 60 years!"

Numerous alchemy masters couldn't help complaining in their hearts. They originally wanted to frustrate this kid so that he would not be too proud. Why is this kid now showing off his sword talent inexplicably?

And this talent is really good and boundless!
"Ahem!" The little old man was the first to react.

"Qingye, it's wrong for you to do this!" The little old man said with a serious face.

"I also ask my uncle for advice!" Zhang Wuji said sincerely.

He has been groping for the Dao all these years, the only one who has taught him is Zhang Sanfeng. To be honest, he is actually very eager to get some advice on the Dao.

After all, even though he is neither big nor young, he can be regarded as a swordsman genius, and he learns sword tactics super fast, but his comprehension of other avenues is extremely poor. Zhang Sanfeng understood the rotation of the five elements when he was practicing Qi, and Zhang Wuji still doesn't understand it.

He had consulted the information before and knew that although this did not affect his formation of alchemy, if he wanted to go further to form a baby, he had to comprehend a way, at least grasp the origin of a way.

Although it is also possible to conceive a baby with the origin of the sword, but for some reason the origin of the sword has become darker and darker over the years, and it is more difficult to comprehend it in the alchemy state. Although Xuanyuan is known as the sect of the sword, there are very few people who really conceive with the origin of the sword.

Most of them have cultivated into Nascent Soul, and even become true kings before they can understand the origin of swordsmanship.

Speaking of this matter is also an embarrassment for Jianzong.

But the sect's classics still clearly stated that they don't want their disciples to be too stubborn, and they must use the origin of the sword to conceive a baby.

Zhang Wuji didn't think he could be one of the lucky ones, so he was a little worried about his future path.

"Why don't you choose a basic Dao method to transfer spiritual power and improve your cultivation as soon as possible?"

"Although my Xuanyuan Sword Sect's Great Dao skills are few, it's not that I don't have none."

"Like the innate five-element formula, the Yin-Yang Taoist scriptures, and the four-element magic method..."

"You must know that you are only building the foundation realm now, but you must strike a balance between swordsmanship and realm improvement. If you are too silent about swordsmanship and waste your realm, your lifespan will not be much after 200 years, but it will be too late to regret it gone."

Zhang Wuji was startled when he heard the words, and only later did he realize that for the past ten years, he had indeed been immersed in the practice of swordsmanship, immersed in the pleasure of improving his strength, and completely forgot about raising his realm.

In the past ten years, his Daoji has hardly changed much from ten years ago.

And if these ten years have been used to carry spiritual energy into the body, maybe he has it in the middle stage of foundation establishment now.

This is much more urgent than the choice of future avenues.

If you can't enter the alchemy state, then it's a joke to say that you can't conceive a baby or not.

"Many thanks to the uncle's church, Qingye will remember it in his heart." Zhang Wuji bowed to thank him, this is indeed a problem for him, this uncle pointed it out to him, of course he is very grateful.

"Hehe, don't thank me. I see that although your swordsmanship is solid, you are quite ignorant of other avenues. If you have any doubts, you can come to the Dark Sword Hall to ask me for advice."

"Old man Guhong Taoist, one of the eight deputy hall masters of the Dark Sword Hall." The old Taoist said with a smile.

"Fuck, this old bastard has gained a lot of goodwill!" The remaining few sword cultivators who had knotted pills gritted their teeth in hatred when they heard this.

"Ahem, Aoba, I, Master Ziyi, the master of Chongxiao Hall, is Yuan Ying Daxiu. His major is the innate five-element formula, and he also practices the sword plate. If you have any doubts, you can come to Chongxiaotang, and I will bring You go to ask the uncle to let him explain to you."

"This shit is even more shameless, even the head of the Yuanying hall has moved out." The group of people silently complained again.

Zhang Wuji was a little confused.

He wondered what was going on, why did he suddenly scramble to explain to me?

Could it be that my Dao realm is so poor that the bosses can't stand it anymore?
Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and at the same time secretly made up his mind that after this trial is over, he must calm down as soon as possible and go to Jianlin to choose a basic Dao technique.

In the future, he will also return to his habit before the foundation was established, and he will have to transfer the spiritual energy in the morning and evening, and realize the Dao.

(End of this chapter)