Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 78 Lu Feiqing

The one-month period came in a blink of an eye. In order not to waste the opportunity to learn a set of martial arts, Zhao Ji came to Feisheng Hall again.

The previous few times, he was with others, but this time, he was alone.Cultivation has been raised to the fifth floor of Houtian, flying up and down the peak can no longer consume too much energy, so naturally no one else is needed to escort him.

In the Feisheng Hall, standing in front of the Feisheng Well, Zhao Ji held a Qianqiu pen in his hand, and directly wrote a person's name on the life and death book.

The ascension person who was introduced this time was after Zhao Ji's careful consideration. At present, the few martial arts he has mastered can be used to attack and defend, but he lacks a hidden weapon technique.

Speaking of hidden weapons, Zhao Ji's favorite is needles. Coincidentally, he learned the skill of threading needles from Ling Shuanghua, and learned the skill of piercing acupuncture points with golden needles from Hu Qingniu. The means will reach the sky in one step and reach a very profound level.

For those who are good at mobilizing hidden needle weapons, Zhao Ji's first thought was Dongfang Bubai, but he didn't want to practice the Sunflower Canon.

The sect with the strongest hidden weapons is the Tang Sect, and the hidden needle weapons include the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, Peacock Feather, etc., but these are all hidden weapons of the mechanism.

After much deliberation, the one I am more familiar with, the one who masters the martial art of hidden weapons like needles, should be Lu Feiqing in the Book of Enmity and Enmity. As a Wudang disciple, he has a martial art called Furong Jinzhen.

"Hey, where is this?"

Flying out of the ancient well, Lu Feiqing looked around, and seeing that he came to a strange place, he couldn't help but look quite surprised, and whispered to himself.

He was fighting fiercely with Jiao Wenqi, Luo Xin and Bei Renlong, and when he reached a critical point, his body lightened suddenly, the time and space in front of him changed, and all the scenes were turbulent. When he stabilized again, he found an inexplicable place.

"This is the Ascension Hall of Heaven."

At the right time, Zhao Ji played the role of ascension envoy.

"Heaven Realm? Feisheng Palace? Where is it?"

Lu Feiqing was at a loss.

"Brother Lu, please listen to my explanation."

Zhao Ji spoke eloquently.

"So that's the case, so to speak, I have already left the original world."

After listening to these words, Lu Feiqing only felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and was in a trance for a while, unable to control herself.

He didn't try to persuade her, and just waited quietly. After all, Lu Feiqing was a man of several decades. He had been in the rivers and lakes for decades and had a lot of life experience, so there was nothing he couldn't hold back.

"Well, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you ascend to the heavens. The people are in power, and the Han people are like pigs and dogs. Since I can't change anything, I can avoid it. It's a good thing to see it."

After a while, Lu Feiqing thought about it.

"Brother Lu, you've come to the heaven, you're not familiar with the place, why don't you go back with me for now, and take a step at a time, how about?"

Zhao Ji suggested.

"Alright."

With little hesitation, Lu Feiqing agreed.

This time, it took very little time to lead Lu Feiqing up. When he was leaving, he passed by the pine forest. Zhao Ji took a special look, but he didn't find the figure of Zixing, and he didn't know where it went. .

When descending Feisheng Peak, Zhao Ji was extremely relaxed. Now, his internal strength is already sufficient, and he has experienced going up and down several times, so he is already familiar with the road.

Lu Feiqing had a bit of a hard time. Although he was not young, his cultivation was not high. Of course, this was due to the low level of martial arts in the Shujian Enchoulu world as a whole.

The cultivation base of the third-level peak in the day after tomorrow is a third-rate martial artist, and it is the first time that he descends such a steep mountain. Even though Lu Feiqing is determined, he is in danger several times during the process. Fortunately, Zhao Ji is on the side to help him. Really fall.

After returning to Zengjia Village, Lu Feiqing saw the beautiful scenery of beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the grass growing and warblers flying. She couldn't help feeling relieved, and said in admiration, "It's such a good place, like a paradise."

"This is Zengjia Village. I am currently living here, and there are several Ascendants also in the village. There is even one member of the Wudang Sect. Maybe you will have a common language."

Smiling to Lu Feiqing, Zhao Ji introduced.

"Oh, there are quite a few ascenders in the village, as well as Wudang disciples. It's great."

Lu Feiqing showed some interest.

Taking Lu Feiqing all the way back home, Yuan Chengzhi greeted him. When he saw Lu Feiqing, he was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and asked Zhao Ji: "Zhao Ji, is this the new ascension man?"

"Exactly, this is Lu Feiqing from the Wudang School."

Zhao Ji nodded and said loudly.

"Who is the person from the Wudang faction?"

Song Yuanqiao's voice sounded, and before it dispersed, his figure had already appeared on the opposite side.

"Brother, you are a Wudang disciple."

Sizing Lu Feiqing's eyes, Song Yuanqiao asked.

"Wudang Lu Feiqing, I have met my brother, dare to ask, are you also a Wudang disciple?"

Lu Feiqing asked tentatively.

"I'm going down to Wudang Song Yuanqiao."

Song Yuanqiao saluted, his posture was a little strange, it should be Wudang's unique etiquette.

As soon as he said this, Lu Feiqing was shocked immediately, and could no longer maintain a calm expression, his eyes widened, he looked at Song Yuanqiao over and over again, and said in disbelief: "You, you are really Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Wudang Seven Heroes."

"Of course it's me. Could it be that there are still people pretending to be me?"

Frowning slightly, Song Yuanqiao said as a matter of course.

"This, this, if you are Song Yuanqiao, you are not Wudang Patriarch. I should call you Patriarch."

Lu Feiqing was in a trance, feeling like she was dreaming.

"Brother Lu, this old Song Yuanqiao, Song Yuanqiao, is a man from the early Ming Dynasty, the great disciple of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang School. If you count by seniority, you should call him Old Ancestor. However, they have all come to the heaven now. , you two are actually about the same age, maybe you have to be older, and you don't necessarily have to be counted according to the seniority of the lower realm."

Zhao Ji interjected at the right time.

As disciples of Wudang, people from three or four hundred years ago were talking face-to-face with people from later on. This kind of scene inevitably had a strange sense of disobedience, and Zhao Ji couldn't tell what it was like.

"No, how can seniority be messed up?"

Lu Feiqing paid homage to Song Yuanqiao and sang loudly: "Disciple Lu Feiqing, see the ancestors."

"Okay, okay, you are really Wudang disciples, you know the etiquette and abide by the law, but your kung fu is a bit weak, I'm afraid it's because you don't want to work hard when you are practicing."

First, he nodded in satisfaction, and then said with a bit of regret.

"The disciple is stupid."

Lu Feiqing's cultivation is not bad in the world of books and swords, but he has to admit that Song Yuanqiao has said that.

At this time, Zhao Ji interjected again: "Brother Song, you can blame Brother Lu. After more than 300 years, the martial arts has declined in an all-round way. The disciples of Shaolin, Wudang, and even the major schools are not as good as before. Master Tianhong is an example."

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