Reincarnation of Wuzhitianjing

Chapter 462
Chapter 25

The tribulation thunder shattered, turned into dots of light and rained down, and sprinkled on the body of the god, making him want to groan uncontrollably.

Thunder tribulation, maybe it is not a good fortune!Since you can get through it safely, Heavenly Dao will not be stingy with rewards!In just a few breaths, the body of the god became more solid, and the golden brilliance on his body became more intense, like golden colored glaze.

Looking at the world in front of him again, the layer upon layer of emptiness became vaguely clearer. Although it was still hazy like looking at flowers through fog, his grasp of the emptiness in all directions was even deeper.

When the last drop of thunderstorm light rain was absorbed by the body of the god, a thought of great achievement and consummation immediately grew in his heart...

At the top of Fumo Peak, the aura of thunder calamity receded, all the visions disappeared, the night sky returned to calm, and wisps of moonlight fell on the ground.

But this night is destined to be a sleepless night. I believe that the whole Wudang Mountain will not be peaceful. I am amazed that someone has finally mastered the tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", and I am curious about who in Fumo Peak, what is it? Who is it?

After all, Liu Qingyu has only been in Wudang for less than a month, and he seldom interacts with people on weekdays, so his reputation is not obvious.Only those peak masters and elders who have already proved the Dao Yuanshen can understand.

For the Wudang sect, December of this year is different from the past and will definitely be recorded in the annals of Wudang history.It is even necessary to submit to the Ministry of Rites of the Han Dynasty, and the historian will write a special biography and record it in the annals of history.

Perhaps, it won't be long before Liu Qingyu's name will resound throughout the entire Han world!After hundreds of years, the tenth floor of the top foundation building art that had disappeared from the rivers and lakes reappeared in the world.

What's more, Liu Qingyu's life experience is so special. The No. 17 son of the emperor of the Han Dynasty, because his mother colluded with the magic sect, was demoted from the royal family and sent to Xiaoyao Valley in Wudang Mountain.

Sure enough, in just a few days, Liu Qingyu's reputation had spread throughout the martial arts world.All of a sudden, all kinds of voices filled the martial arts world...

At this time, Fumo Peak was still as lonely as before. Although the inheritance of this lineage had already appeared in the world, and it was no longer a place to punish disciples in the past, Liu Qingyu had no intention of recruiting servants, disciples, and deacons to rebuild the mountain gate. This also disappointed those who moved their minds.

Ever since he broke through the tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Art" and conceived God and established the Way, Liu Qingyu has never walked out of the Xuanyin Cave, but continued to retreat in that void, practicing the supreme martial art of the Han Dynasty, "The Son of Heaven's Watching Qi Technique", which is even more impressive. Let him appear even more mysterious in the eyes of Wudang disciples.

On this day, a right servant from the Ministry of Rites of the Han Dynasty came in person, and accompanied by a historian, accompanied by Jing Guan, the deacon of the ceremony hall, came to Fumo Peak.

As the sun rose, a lot of people had already gathered under Fumo Peak, most of them were disciples from the outer courtyard, and the rest were nearly a hundred disciples from various peaks in pure white Taoist robes.

In front of the Xuanyin Cave, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites of the Han Dynasty sighed: "This is the Xuanyin Cave. I have heard about it, but it is really a holy place for subduing demons. It is worth watching and pilgrimage." This is a crimson official robe. The middle-aged man looks very elegant, with bright eyes and awe-inspiring uprightness, with a penetrating aura.

Before Jing Guan could speak, there was the sound of footsteps in Xuanyin Cave, and then Liu Qingyu, who was wearing a black Taoist robe, stepped out.

That Demon-Suppressing Void is the center of Fumo Peak. In it, any disturbance in the entire Fumo Peak will be taken into consideration by Liu Qingyu. How can such a big movement in Fumo Peak be hidden from him today? ?
"I've seen Mr. You Shilang!" Liu Qingyu held his fists in a salute with a calm expression. He had also met this person a few times.

"I've met the Seventeenth Prince! Once the Seventeenth Prince is out of trouble, he will be another pillar for me in the future." The right servant didn't make it up, and returned the salute with a smile.Immediately, he took out a majestic imperial decree, with the faint aura of a real dragon about to fly out, and said with a smile: "This is written by His Majesty, Seventeenth Prince, accept the decree."

Liu Qingyu took the imperial decree and unfolded it slowly. There was a real dragon emerging, and accompanied by the sound of dragon chant, there was only one large character with endless majesty written on it: Forgiveness!

Slowly rolling up the imperial decree, from the beginning to the end, Liu Qingyu's expression was so indifferent, as if none of this had much to do with him.

The servant on the right asked with a smile: "Prince Seventeen, now that he has been exonerated, do you want to go back to the capital with me? Come to think of it, His Majesty also looks forward to the return of Prince Seventeen to the capital."

"No need." Liu Qingyu said indifferently: "I would like to trouble you, Your Majesty, to report back to Your Majesty. From today onwards, there will only be Qingyu, a disciple of the peak master of Fumo Peak in Wudang Mountain, and no more Liu Qingyu, the seventeenth prince of the Han Dynasty."

"This..." A look of surprise flashed in the right servant's eyes, but he didn't say any more. If it wasn't necessary, he really didn't want to get too involved in the affairs of the royal family.

Don't say it's the right servant, but everyone who pays attention to this place is shocked by Liu Qingyu's words, and their thoughts are racing.Although the Zhangfeng disciples of Fumo Peak's lineage are of extraordinary status, they can't compare to the Seventeenth Prince of the Han Dynasty, right?With the tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Art" of Qingyu today, the achievement of conceiving gods and establishing the Tao, returning to the royal family will definitely receive key training. Even if he competes for the position in the future, it may not be impossible...

"Historist, it's time to start." You Shilang ignored everyone's mood, and nodded towards the historian beside him.

"Yes, my lord." The historian of the Ministry of Rites responded respectfully. This was a thin old man, holding a pen and a book in his hand, and wearing a somewhat loose official uniform.

The historian turned his gaze to Qing Yu again, and pondered: "It is rumored that the tenth level of Wudang's 'Turtle and Snake Art' can possess the power of a dragon and horse. It proves that the little old man is good at writing. The historical records will be handed down to future generations, and there is no room for omissions!"

"Why bother, whether it's an illusion or not, you can judge for yourself." Qingyu frowned slightly, showing a little impatience. He really didn't care much about these falsehoods.Although it cannot be said that he has completely seen through the word "fame and fortune" in the reincarnation experience of the seventh generation, he really doesn't care about some false fame.

"History is like a mirror, and officials need to be cautious..." The official historian frowned, and just about to say something more righteously, he suddenly felt an unspeakable majesty, which instantly enveloped him.

"Ang!" The long chant sounded like a dragon's roar, resounding over the entire Wudang. Above the historian's head, the air was distorted by tens of feet, and a strange beast with a whole body of red gold and a height of one foot had descended.Horse body and mirage abdomen, red gold dragon scales, dragon tail and dragon claws, horse head and dragon beard, a pair of towering dragon horns.

What a majestic dragon!

Even the historian who had entered the second-rate dragon and tiger realm could not bear this majestic aura, which made his complexion turn pale and the blood in his body churn.

The surroundings were quiet, and many Wudang disciples showed expressions of astonishment.But at this time, Qingyu turned around indifferently, and stepped back into the Xuanyin Cave...

(End of this chapter)