The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

"The head, Wudang Song Yuanqiao Song Daxia, came to pay homage to the mountain, and is now in the welcoming hall."

Sure enough.

Han Chen, who was drinking tea, heard Zhou Zhiruo's words, and slowly put down his tea cup, his eyes became more interested.

The Wudang faction is coming to visit Emei, and Han Chen has already known about it through astrology.

It's just that they didn't expect that it would be Song Yuanqiao.

"Go and meet him."

"Yes, Master."

At this moment, the welcoming hall.

The dusty Song Yuanqiao sat on the wooden chair, kept looking at the door, waiting for Han Chen to appear. On the table on the right hand, the tea bowl was steaming with white mist, but he didn't drink it.

"See Sect Master!"

At this moment, the voice of the Emei disciple outside the door rang out.

Hearing the words, Song Yuanqiao stood up, looked towards the door, and saw the young man in white who stepped through the door, he immediately got up to greet him, cupped his fists and saluted.

"Wudang Song Yuanqiao, met the head of Han."

Although Han Chen is young, he is the head of Emei, and he is on an equal footing with Zhang Sanfeng. Song Yuanqiao cannot lose his courtesy.

"You are welcome, Song Daxia, please sit down."

When speaking, Han Chen sat down on his hands.

The rest of the Emei disciples stood on both sides with their hands down, respectful and silent.

People from the rivers and lakes talk quickly, without too much nonsense, so they cut directly to the topic.

I just heard Song Yuanqiao say: "Nowadays, the rebel army has caused a lot of trouble, and all sects and factions have suffered greatly from it. I heard that not long ago, even the noble faction was suppressed by the army. The head of Han tried his best to turn the tide, and his cultivation was superb. It is really impressive. admiration."

"This time, my teacher specially told Song to hand over this letter to Head Han."

After all, he opened his luggage and took out a letter.

Zhou Zhiruo took the letter, moved her lotus steps slightly, and handed it to Han Chen.

Zhang Sanfeng's personal letter?

Han Chen was slightly curious, tore open the envelope and read it quickly.

Zhang Sanfeng's handwriting is powerful, vast and grand, majestic, and the content is also concise. He invited Han Chen to come to Wudang Mountain in seven days to discuss major affairs in the world and fight against the rebellious army together.

Putting down the letter, Han Chen looked at Song Yuanqiao and said, "Hero Song, please inform Zhenren Zhang, after seven days, Han will definitely be there."

Song Yuanqiao relaxed slightly, cupped his fists and said, "It's so good."

The friendship between Emei and Wudang is very deep. On the day Han Chen took over as the head, Wudang even gave him generous gifts.

Han Chen has not forgotten this deep friendship. Han Chen has been famous for Zhang Sanfeng for a long time, and he has long wanted to see the demeanor of this martial arts myth.

Seven days later, it happened to be an opportunity to visit Wudang.

"Hero Song is a guest from afar, how about hanging around for a few days, Han asked his disciples to take the hero to appreciate the scenery of Emei?"

"Sect Leader Han's kindness, Mr. Song appreciates it."

Hearing Han Chen's invitation, Song Yuanqiao shook his head, cupped his hands and said, "Song has to go back to report, so it's really inconvenient to bother me."

"Since that's the case, it's inconvenient for Han to force it."

"Master Han doesn't need to be sent far away. After seven days, you and I will meet again in Wudang, so let's say goodbye."

"Okay, see you in seven days."

Watching Song Yuanqiao leave Emei, Han Chen walked out of the reception hall, and immediately came to the master's meditation room, and continued to practice.

The disciples did things step by step, and the Emei sect returned to calm.

Head of the meditation room.

All the acupuncture points in Han Chen's body were opened, and he slowly absorbed the aura of heaven and earth. As the sea of ​​Qi became saturated, the speed of absorption became slower and slower.

until a certain moment.

Absorbed, completely stagnated!

"bottleneck!"

"It's finally here!"

Sensing that the true qi in the dantian has been filled to the extreme, and unable to absorb any more spiritual energy, Han Chen, who closed his eyes, secretly congealed.

As long as you break through the bottleneck, you can enter a new realm!

At that time, one's strength will naturally rise, and one can absorb true energy again.

Chapter 099: Breakthrough, Xie Xun, Golden Flower Granny (4/4)

Time passes slowly.

Han Chen's aura is constantly rising.

More solid, more powerful!

The setting sun outside the window slowly slanted to the west, and gradually sank into the west mountain. Finally, the light in the meditation room completely dimmed, and a full moon rose slowly, and finally hung in the night sky.

hum!

Suddenly, a deep breath like the deep and the sea suddenly came out of Han Chen's body.

Han Chen's momentum increased sharply!

However, in the originally quiet meditation room, with Han Chen as the center, a circle of wind suddenly blew up, rippling fiercely towards the surroundings.

Click!

Under the impact of Gang Qi, the teacup on the table exploded.

The utensils in the room became even more messy, as if blown by a strong wind.

Afterwards, the room fell silent, as if nothing had happened.

"call--"

Han Chen let out a foul breath, and slowly opened his eyes.

In the pitch-dark Zen room, his star pupils shone like the morning sun, shining brightly, and the brightness lasted for a long time before disappearing.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, stepping into the innate triple realm, points +!"

Hearing the system prompt next to his ear, Han Chen nodded, and clenched his right fist violently. Under the blessing of innate zhenqi, the air crackled like fried beans.

"Reaching the third level of congenital, the true energy in my body is more pure."

Goo, goo, goo!

Opened the system warehouse, took out a jug of fine wine, and drank leisurely for a while.

The night was long and there was plenty of time. Han Chen drank wine and admired the moon. He was in a good mood. When he drank the whole altar of fine wine, he sat cross-legged and meditated again, consolidating his cultivation without haste.

……

The moonlight is hazy.

The seaside ferry looks quiet and beautiful under the darkness of night.

On the vast blue sea, one wave after another surged from the depths of the distant sea to this pier, beating against the ships moored on the shore.

call out!

call out!

Suddenly, two figures jumped out of the boat and stood on the shore one after another.

"Brother Xie, you have lived in Binghuo Island for more than ten years, and now you have returned to your homeland in the Central Plains, is there such a difference as if it has been a lifetime?"

"If it wasn't for looking for my Wuji child, how could Xie go back to the place of right and wrong, Mrs. Han, don't forget your promise to me!"

I saw two old men, a man and a woman, standing on the shore where the waves were crashing.

The man was tall and tall, with blond hair and blind eyes, but the sharpness of the shining sword in his hand was sharp.

This person is the Golden Retriever Lion King, Xie Xun!

In front of Xie Xun was an old woman holding a cane, her skin was sallow and wrinkled, except for a pair of eyes, which were as clear as autumn streams.

She is the owner of Spirit Snake Island in the East China Sea, Granny Jinhua!

However, Granny Jinhua has another identity, Zishan Dragon King!

Hearing Xie Xun's warning words, Granny Jinhua frowned, snorted coldly in her heart, and said: "Brother Xie, don't worry, I will never forget my promise to you."

Xie Xun nodded, and said in a deep voice, "That's the best!"

At this time, the two accompanying attendants brought the carriage that had been prepared earlier, and the two got into the carriage. The attendants waved their whips and slowly left the ferry.

On the carriage, Granny Jinhua glanced at the Dragon Slaying Saber tightly guarded in Xie Xun's arms, and asked, "Third Brother Xie has obtained this Dragon Slaying Saber for more than ten years. Have you ever penetrated the mystery of it?"

"The Supreme Master of the Martial Arts, Slaying the Dragon with a Precious Sword, Commands the World, Who Dare Not to Follow!"

Xie Xun recited this Jiang Hu speech, stroked the dragon-slaying saber in his arms, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "I haven't figured it out yet."

Look quite melancholy.

Granny Jinhua rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Xie Sange, why don't you lend me the treasured sword for a few days?"

"Maybe, the old man will be able to understand the mystery of it, and I will tell you when the time comes, you and my brother and sister will join forces, and the world will dare not to follow, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

There was a bit of treachery in her words.

Xie Xun frowned, and tightened his grip on the dragon-slaying sword, and said: "As long as Mrs. Han helps me find it, my poor Wuji child, what's the problem if I lend you the dragon-slaying sword?" Xie Xun said. If you do it, you will never break your promise!"

Although the Dragon Slaying Saber is the treasure of martial arts, Zhang Wuji is by no means comparable to the Dragon Slaying Saber.

Hearing this, Granny Jinhua's eyes turned cold, and said: "Then if Zhang Wuji can't be found, or, when Zhang Wuji is found, he is already dead?"

"nonsense!"

The Golden Retriever Lion King was startled, and roared angrily: "Who dares to harm my Wuji boy?!"