Martial Arts: the Text of the Cultivation Method of Immortal Cultivation is Deduced at the Beginning

　　Xie Xun knelt down on the ground.

　　"Well, being able to kill Cheng Kun is considered your own strength." Chen Changsheng said lightly.

　　Whether Xie Xun takes revenge or not has nothing to do with him, but Nian responded after the other party provided him with 1500 deduction points.

　　Afterwards, Chen Changsheng asked him to retire.

　　"Senior brother, dispatch more disciples to patrol in the future, and today's situation must not occur."

　　Chen Changsheng said to Song Yuanqiao.

　　The latter heard the words and nodded quickly.

　　This time, regardless of whether he is his son or not, if he is any disciple, the seriousness of the matter is also very serious.

　　It must be rigorous in the future.

　　Whoa!

　　After Chen Changsheng nodded to everyone, his figure disappeared from where he was, and he turned back to the alchemy pavilion.

　　After teaching the last of the fire forging techniques to the master, he returned to the cliff in the back mountain and was ready to retreat.

　　The Qi training period consists of three major stages after junior high school.

　　Breaking through the seventh floor also means that in the late stage of qi training, two small stages are needed, and you can enter the threshold of the realm of self-cultivation, the foundation-building stage!

　　At that time, you can officially practice supernatural powers, and you can truly be called an immortal in this martial arts world!

　　Without further thinking, after Chen Changsheng arranged the Spirit Gathering Array, he sat cross-legged and began to practice.

　　……

　　There are no years in the mountains, and no Jiazi in cultivation.

　　A week, half a month, two months...

　　In the blink of an eye, five months have passed...  

　　During this period of time, there has been an endless stream of people coming to Wudang Mountain, and even the heavy rain that lasted for several months could not stop them from seeking the heart of the divine elixir.

　　It's just that after passing the three levels, it is still like a mountain in front of it, isolating countless people from the outside.

　　Inside and outside the door, there are two worlds.

　　Rumble!

　　The sky was gloomy, followed by heavy rain pouring down continuously.

　　After three consecutive months of heavy rain, Song Yuanqiao and the others were accustomed to the weather.

　　What I have to sigh is that the world was dry and rainless before, and the people had no harvest.

　　Now it's pouring rain and the water is flooding the mountains, which only makes people scold God for thieves.

　　Wudang faction.

　　Inside the Zhenwu Palace.

　　Song Yuanqiao is sitting cross-legged and practicing, consolidating his master's cultivation.

　　But he heard a burst of rapid footsteps coming in from outside the hall.

　　"Senior brother, it's not good... There is a flood of water at the foot of the mountain!"

　　Zhang Cuishan looked anxious. He had just come back from the mountain in the heavy rain, his head was covered with water droplets, and the wooden hairpin on his temples was also slanted to one side, looking extremely embarrassed.

　　"Big water?"

　　Song Yuanqiao was immediately surprised.

　　Get up quickly and ask carefully what happened.

　　"Oh, no wonder, it has been raining heavily for several months, and the Yellow River is flooded. The source of the Han River is the Yellow River, and it seems to be able to survive on its own. Why didn't I think of it before?

　　Song Yuanqiao cried out in a hurry, and walked out in a hurry.

　　When they took the Wudang disciples down the mountain, they saw the yellow muddy water billowing, mixed with many tree leaves.

　　On both sides of the Han River, there are still many victims lying on the ground huddled.

　　Some are starving, some are cold, and some are dead.

　　"Hurry up, hurry up and help!"

　　Song Yuanqiao roared loudly.

　　When the victims saw the arrival of Wudang, their eyes suddenly became excited.

　　"It's Wudang! It must be Xianren Chen who came to save us!"

　　"The river is flooding, I beg Chen Xianren to save the people!"

　　"My home is gone, and my relatives are gone. I beg the immortals not to let other people be like me!"

　　"Save us..."

　　……

　　A voice begging for kneeling.

　 　Song Yuanqiao was silent in his heart.

　　After a while, he asked Yu Lianzhou: "Second brother, where is the county magistrate, and disaster relief is not his job?"

　　Hearing this, Yu Lianzhou's face was full of anger, and he shouted: "The hateful county magistrate, the Yuan dog who should be killed! They shied away from saying that the younger brother has a legal decree, Yuan and dogs are not allowed to enter Wudang Mountain. Moreover, the city gate is closed, and it is really hateful to order that the disaster victims are not allowed to enter the city!"

　　On the other side, Zhang Cuishan also gritted his teeth and said, "It's clear that he is looking for an excuse, for fear that the people will enter the city and empty the granary, and that he will be punished by the Yuan court!"

　　"Senior brother, why don't I go down the mountain and kill the county magistrate, open the warehouse and release the grain"

　　Zhang Cuishan said murderously.

　　Song Yuanqiao was quite moved when he heard the words. After the younger brother made a scene in Dadu, they no longer had any reverence for the officers and soldiers of the Yuan court.

　　Taking the head of a dog official is not bad for disaster relief.

　　However, the impact of this flood is too great, how could it be possible to save so many people by killing one official?

　　Besides...

　　The heavy rain continues, I don't know how long it will last!

　　"Senior brother, do you want to invite the younger brother out of the customs?"

　　At this moment, Yu Daiyan, who looked at the flood silently, spoke up.

　　In an instant, the six Song Yuanqiao fell silent.

　　……

　　ps: Xie Xun wrote the wrong realm before, and now it is officially marked that the realm of the Lion King is the innate peak, so now he breaks through the master. .

Chapter 90

　　"call."

　　Like a long whale sucking water, a pale white airflow was inhaled from Chen Changsheng's nostrils. This airflow was purely composed of condensed spiritual energy.

　　With every breath, the spiritual energy consumed is almost three or four days' savings in the spirit gathering array.

　　Fortunately, he arranged three or four Spirit Gathering Formations, otherwise Chen Changsheng's ascetic cultivation could not be satisfied.

　　But even so, the accumulated aura slowly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　Zhang Sanfeng in the alchemy pavilion felt something. He went out and looked up. He saw that the situation at the top of the cliff was changing, and the spiritual energy almost turned into a tornado and was rolled into the top of the cliff.

　　"What realm has Tu'er cultivated to? You actually need to refine so much spiritual energy?"

　　Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard, surprised.

　　within a few months.

　　Zhang Sanfeng also practiced in the Chaotian Gathering Hall. Chen Changsheng left him several Qi-absorbing pills. In addition, the aura helped him to refine it very quickly. During Chen Changsheng's practice, Zhang Sanfeng was also refining pills and comprehending "Nine Yin Jiu". Yang", in hard work.

　　Now the few strands of white hair on his temples are half black, his skin is firmer than before, and the whole person's breath is stronger and stronger, reaching the mid-term peak of the astronomical realm.

　　Master Zhang Sanfeng felt that he was only half a step away from the late stage of celestial phenomena, and these few months were enough to surpass his ten years of ascetic cultivation.

　　Even so, the spiritual energy he used was less than one-tenth of that of the younger disciple.

　　According to the observation and comparison in the past few days, I found that the spiritual energy absorbed by the little disciple is probably dozens of times that of myself, which is terrifying and terrifying!

　　Boom!

　　At this time, a vast aura spread from the top of the cliff to suppress Wudang.

　　In front of this breath, even Master Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but step back.

　　"Did Tu'er break through? What realm did he break through? Is it a terrestrial myth? Or is it above a terrestrial myth?"

　　Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed slightly.

　　I just feel that my little disciple is more terrifying than before, and the power of qi is unheard of.

　　Don't wait for him to think.

　　There was a black shadow in the sky stepping on the flying sword, and it came to him in an instant.

　　"Master."

　　Chen Changsheng smiled slightly.

　　He was just about to go down the cliff and take a few books to read, but he didn't expect Master to be here, so he said hello.

　　"Changsheng, you are breaking through the realm of the movement just now?" Zhang Sanfeng asked curiously.

　　There was nothing to hide, Chen Changsheng nodded.

　　"Changsheng, what realm are you in?" Zhang Sanfeng asked with great curiosity.

　　Hearing this, Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Master, you know too much, I'm afraid you will be hit. My realm is not strong, but I can only smash the land myth realm with one move."

　　"Impossible, you must be floating..."