Wu Changqing returned to Wudang Mountain late at night.
When returning to the mountain.
The old head coach Wang Zhonglou seemed to have known for a long time that Wu Changqing would come back at this time.
I have been waiting at the foot of the mountain for a long time.
When he saw Wu Changqing coming on horseback, his face seemed to be relieved, and a warm smile filled his face.
Then a group of three people went up the mountain side by side.
Wang Zhonglou told his junior brother what happened after he left.
The result of the battle between the elders on the two Taoist mountains of Wudang Dragon and Tiger.
Except for the Heavenly Master Zhao Xichuan from Longhu Mountain who won their round from Wudang Mountain.
The rest were all won by the elders of Wudang Mountain in a crushing manner.
Especially Chen Yu, the elder of the Punishment Hall.
At the age of two decades, after practicing Dahuangting's entry-level mental method, he finally took a step towards the realm of that day.
In the battle of the elders.
It makes the whole Wudang Mountain lose face.
When those awesome Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain left Wudang Mountain, they also very wisely took away the name of the so-called ancestral home of Taoism.
From now on, the name of Longhu Mountain Taoist Ancestral Court will no longer be claimed to the world.
That day.
The luck lotuses on the Qinglian Peak of Longhu Mountain have withered from eleven to nine.
Wudang Mountain is becoming more and more powerful.
"Senior brother."
"In this case, tomorrow I will hand over the next stage of Dahuangting's mental skills to my senior brother."
"Now I have reached the Great Huangting Consummation, but I am still far from becoming an immortal."
"But I hope that all the senior brothers and elders will be able to achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven one day."
Wu Changqing said the words so easily and freely, which surprised Wang Zhonglou.
This sentence can even rewrite the history of Wudang Mountain for the next thousand years.
"Teacher...junior brother, take it seriously!"
Wang Zhonglou has never been so excited as tonight. His hands were trembling as he tried to hold Wu Changqing's hand.
The emotions in my heart are changing a thousand times, but I don’t know where to start.
"Senior brother, you have to get used to this change."
"With me here, Wudang will only prosper in the future."
Wu Changqing suddenly reached out and patted Wang Zhonglou on the shoulder, then put his hands behind his back and changed his route, heading straight towards the top of the mountain where the Wudang Sutra Pavilion was located.
Wang Zhonglou froze his hands in the air for several seconds.
Then he shook his head and laughed, and continued climbing with much more brisk pace.
Return to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Wu Changqing ignored the purple-clothed girl's uninformed look as if she was a villager entering the city, looking around.
Sitting in the middle of the cabinet, he was minding his own business.
The formation is activated.
Isolate yourself from contact with the outside world.
He closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly Deng Tai'a's last sword in the night sky flashed in his mind.
The natural sword embryo within the consciousness has changed from its original white, translucent and rounded form.
The sword gradually took on a profound shape, and the hilt was a green dragon entwined on both ends, which was regarded as Li Chungang's invincible swordsmanship.
Further down, there are innocent dragons, overlapping each other, forming swords. Countless innocent dragons are blooming with unparalleled sharpness at this moment.
The sword energy fills the world with courage, making these dragons have the image of dominating the world.
By the time Wu Changqing fully understood Deng Tai'a's sword-fighting skills, the sword was completely formed.
"What if there is another Sui Xiegu sword, a miscellaneous sword."
"I'm afraid this fairy sword of mine will completely turn into a mortal sword embryo."
"Fortunately, apart from the unimportant hilt and quill, the most important sword body can also be used to condense the body of my fairy sword."
Wu Changqing murmured to himself.
The natural sword embryo in the sea of consciousness slowly fell silent.
Wu Changqing silently recited the mantra of the Qing Emperor's Secret of Immortality in his heart, and suddenly waves of celestial beings and strange scenes slowly emerged around him.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was looking curiously at the Sutra Pavilion, suddenly saw this scene.
His eyes were very bright.
Wu Changqing's handsome and immortal-like face, coupled with the strange sceneries of heaven, earth and human beings.
"He...can't really be a man from heaven."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at it dreamily and murmured softly.
Wu Changqing's body.
A small world of its own.
Now the Green Emperor Immortal Tree has already reached a height of more than a hundred feet.
It’s not an exaggeration to mention the Sky-Qingtian Divine Tree.
Green mountains, green waters, and curling clouds.
This Qingdi Immortality Tree is Wu Changqing's core existence supporting this small world.
But after today’s battle.
The crown of the Baizhang Everlasting Tree, which blocks out the sky and the sun, has large yellowing leaves.
It is no longer what it used to be.
"It seems that I can no longer be so willful when fighting with others."
"Otherwise, you will damage your own immortal foundation, and the gain will outweigh the loss."
Wu Changqing frowned slightly.
Today's battle with Han Shengxuan was actually not bad.
He relies on his absolute spiritual power. Even if he is inferior to his opponent in terms of combat experience, he can still make up for the gap between the two sides through his arrogant spiritual energy outpouring.
The bad thing is that Deng Tai'a's appearance was at odds with me at that time, and I was very passionate and courageous.
Impulsively, one person suppressed the moves of the two with some recklessness.
This also led to the damage to his Green Emperor Immortal Tree.
Sigh.
Wu Changqing's Dahuangting mind method operates at the same time.
The hundred-foot evergreen tree was suddenly enveloped by a golden fairy palace.
This is the manifestation of Dahuangting's original realm in his small world.
The true fairy style.
No wonder the Taoists who have practiced Dahuang Ting throughout the ages can ascend to the upper realm once Dahuang Ting is perfected.
With the majestic aura of the Great Huangting, it is only a hair’s breadth away from the spiritual energy of the Green Emperor’s Immortal Tree.
Taoists who are able to support this mortal body break the shackles of the world and are favored by heaven.
It's a pity that my body is too strong.
One Dahuangting is still far from enough.
Even when he entered the foundation building stage and the Green Emperor Immortality Tree was completely completed, for him, it was just another step up the stone steps to the sky.
It is far from being able to reach the level of becoming a worldly immortal and enjoying the world freely.
"Han Shengxuan must have underestimated me today, so he went out of his way to show his true face."
"This can be regarded as representing Li Yang and completely breaking up with me."
"Next, Li Yangbao will definitely break the jar and send someone stronger to kill me."
"And Wang Xianzhi will arrive at the foot of the mountain before dawn."
"It's really suffocating to have this huge stone pressing on my chest."
As Wu Changqing sorted out his recent experiences, a sense of urgency arose in his heart.
Today, his strength is far from reaching the point where he can rule freely in the world.
There is a long way to go.
You need to seize the time and improve your cultivation.
Just in case of any eventuality!
