At dawn, the morning light is dim.
The central mountain range of Nujiao Island.
Halfway up the mountain, directly in front of the Nujiao Hall, there is a large platform paved with bluestone slabs.
At this moment, a large number of disciples from the outer sect of Qiantian Palace have arrived here in an orderly manner, getting up early to practice martial arts.
These people are all dressed in gray slim-fitting clothes, and most of them are between the ages of twelve and eighteen.
The introductory martial arts for the outer disciples of Qiantian Palace is Shaking Mountain Fist. This boxing method is relatively easy to get started with and is suitable for those children from poor families to lay the foundation.
The teenagers shouted and waved their fists, sweating in the morning sun.
When everyone felt the blood surge in their bodies, they stopped to rest for a while.
I heard that the Shaking Mountain Fist was originally a technique practiced by the master, Lu Yi, who taught the master. It was later improved by the master, and the first three levels were changed into basic martial arts that are very suitable for warriors to strengthen their qi and blood.
"Hey! You idiot."
At this time, at the back of the team, a young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and regular features stretched out his finger to poke the short boy sitting in front of him.
The short boy turned around, revealing a dark-skinned, ordinary face. If there was anything that stood out, it would be that the boy's eyes were very bright, which made him look a little less honest than his appearance. clever.
"Brother Goudan, what's wrong?"
"What a bastard! You have to call me Brother Li. It's going to be a joke for others to hear!" The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes frowned.
His name is Li Feishuang, nicknamed Goudan, and he came from the same place as the idiot Li Zhu.
It was a small mountain village called Lijiacun, located deep in the mountains in the southwest of Yunzhou. Apart from poverty, there were only endless mountains and forests.
The names of the children in the village were all chosen by the old village chief who had studied in his youth, otherwise his name would probably have been Li Goudan.
Only once a year when a caravan of mountain goods enters the mountain can people outside the village be seen.
Regarding the matter of Qiantian Palace and the real master, the people in Wangjiacun also mentioned it through Mr. Sun, a master of the blood training realm in the caravan.
In Li Feishuang's opinion, Mr. Sun, who can hold hundreds of kilograms of large insects with both hands, is the most powerful warrior in the world.
But Mr. Sun said that there were thirty thousand outer disciples in Qiantian Palace alone, among whom there were more than ten thousand with his strength.
For Li Feishuang, this was something beyond his little mind's understanding, and his concept of the world was greatly impacted.
Therefore, Li Feishang, who was only thirteen years old, returned home and pestered her parents, saying that she would follow the caravan out of the mountains and go to Qiantian Palace to learn martial arts.
His parents naturally disagreed, but they couldn't resist Li Feishuang.
Li Feishuang, the third of four sons in the family, really didn't want to stay in this small mountain village and farm all his life. His parents thought about it carefully and agreed to his request.
After Li Feishuang got the approval, he found Li Zhu, an idiot with whom he had always had a good relationship.
While other children of the same age were still thinking about chasing chickens and teasing dogs, Li Zhu was the only one who, like him, yearned for the outside world and wanted to step into the world and become a hero that everyone admired.
Later, Li Feishuang and Li Zhu said goodbye to their families, followed the caravan out of Lijia Village, and finally arrived at the boundary of Yuanchang Mansion.
It's just that the caravan's headquarters is not in Fucheng, so they have to walk the last part of the journey by themselves.
Relying on the five big coins given by Mr. Sun, the two children lived in the open and begged all the way. Finally, they traveled the last few hundred miles and arrived at the dock in Fucheng.
If it were other sects and martial arts schools, they would never accept two beggars, but Qiantian Palace was an exception. As long as they were decent, even the lowest class would be accepted into the gate.
In fact, Mr. Sun was willing to take them out of the mountain because he had tested the bones of the two children in advance. One was inferior and the other was average.
All outer disciples of Qiantian Palace are provided with food, shelter and meat for the first three months before entering the palace.
If you still can't break through the skin training realm after three months, you can only practice at your own expense or take the initiative to go down the mountain.
If you don't have the means to make a living, you can work for the Nujiao Gang under Tiangong.
The Nujiao Gang's shipping business covers the entire Yangtze River and requires a large number of sailors.
When they heard this rule, Li Feishuang and Li Zhu were both shocked.
When they lived in Lijia Village, they could only eat meat during the holidays throughout the year.
And if you can follow the boat, you will definitely make more money than farming and hunting in the mountains.
For the master of Qiantian Palace who established this rule, the two of them directly regarded him as a god.
I heard that the headmaster also came from a humble background, and even after becoming rich, he did not forget to support children who also came from poor families.
Even the most amiable old village chief in the village can't even compare to him.
"Then Brother Goudan, don't call me a fool." Li Zhu said seriously.
"Okay, okay, Zhuzi." Li Feishuang said angrily.
"Okay, Brother Li." Li Zhu smiled.
"I heard that the three canteens had tiger monster meat buns for dinner last night. Is that true?" Li Feishuang asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Li Zhu nodded.
"Does it taste good?" Li Feishang swallowed.
"The food in the four cafeterias is different?" Li Zhu asked doubtfully.
"What we eat is fox demon meat, it has a nasty smell." Li Feishuang frowned.
"The tiger monster's meat is very bad. My cheeks are still sore from the bite." Li Zhu covered his face.
"If I tell my parents and fellow villagers this, they probably won't believe it." Li Feishuang suddenly said.
"Yes..." Li Zhu sighed: "When I go home later, I must set up an immortal tablet for the master."
Li Feishuang nodded heavily in agreement.
"One meal of monster meat a month, and yesterday was the second meal. In one month, we will have been here for three months. Zhuzi, are you showing any signs of breakthrough?"
"I feel like it's getting better soon. It should only be in the past two days." Li Zhu answered truthfully.
"Congratulations, Zhuzi." Li Feishuang looked happy, but soon became a little confused: "I'm afraid I won't be able to stay."
Li Feishang clenched her fists tightly, and her nails dug into her palms, leaving deep marks.
"Brother Li, don't be discouraged. I heard that today the elder Chuan Gong is going to teach a magical skill called Health Preservation Technique. As long as you can practice the sense of Qi, you can have food and accommodation for another three months. This skill depends purely on understanding and qualifications. There are no requirements, maybe you can do it!”
Li Zhu encouraged.
He has a medium-level foundation, and if he practices hard, he can stay in the outer sect.
But Li Feishang is a low-class person, so whether he can stay or not depends on his luck.
"I heard that the Master was once a lowly person, but now he is a powerful man with supernatural powers and the number one person in Dongsheng Continent. Brother Li, don't give up!" Li Zhu encouraged again.
"Well! It's not time to get discouraged yet!" Li Feishuang regained his fighting spirit.
"The elder Chuan Gong is here!"
While the two were talking, a graceful figure in purple clothing appeared on the steps in front of them. He dodged continuously and easily crossed hundreds of meters like a ghost before arriving in front of everyone.
The person who came was about thirty years old, with a slim figure and a pretty face.
Astonishingly, it was Su Yun, the elder of Chuan Gong and a master of the Four Qi Master Realm.
The outer disciples who were resting stood up one after another, looking at Su Yun with tense bodies.
This senior sister, who was once a real person in charge of teaching, had previously accepted a female disciple among the outer disciples. If she was chosen by her, she would reach the sky in one step.
"As usual in today's morning class, we should teach you and other new outer disciples the first level of the Secret of Immortality.
The Secret of Immortality was modified based on the Secret of Health Preservation taught by the True Monarch of Immortality.
It is a peerless magical power that has miraculous effects such as strengthening qi and blood, prolonging life, and increasing the probability of breaking through.
If you can reach the first level, your energy and blood will be doubled, and the probability of breaking through the blood training realm will be greatly increased.
And reaching the second level and reaching the third level of qi and blood is just around the corner.
If you are lucky enough to reach the third level, you will probably be able to enter the level of strength and become an inner disciple. "
Su Yun said loudly.
"Elder Su, if you can practice to the fourth level, can you really extend your life for a hundred years as the legend says?" At this time, someone in the crowd boldly asked.
Although the people present were all outer disciples who had been in school for less than three months, some of them had extraordinary backgrounds and qualifications.
However, due to the restrictions of the sect rules, all entry-level disciples, no matter how qualified they are, must start as outer sect disciples.
The master of the teachings rose from a humble age and treated the lower-level disciples equally. Therefore, these noble-born people were also polite and courteous to the disciples from humble backgrounds, and there was almost no suppression of the lower-level disciples.
Whether it is out of sincerity or to cater to the will of God, there is only a distinction between high and low cultivation levels in Qiantian Palace, but there is no distinction between high and low.
"It is indeed true. If you practice the fourth level of the Immortality Art, you can extend your life for at least a hundred years. Depending on the quality of the practitioner's own Qi, the number of years of life extension will also vary." Su Yun nodded.
"I wonder how many people have practiced the Secret of Immortality to the fourth level?" someone else asked.
"There are twenty-one people in the sect who have mastered the Secret of Immortality to the fourth level or above. However, the only ones who have mastered it to the fifth level are Lu Yingxuan and Xu Ling, the two wives who are in charge of the master."
Su Yun explained that to this day, she is relieved about what happened back then, but when she thinks about it occasionally, she still feels a little unreal.
Xu Ling's qualifications are not as good as hers, but twenty years have passed, and Xu Ling has now reached the Three Evil Realm, and has practiced the longevity technique to the fifth level.
And all of this is obviously the result of Han Zhao.
Sometimes, choice really outweighs effort.
Of course, if she hadn't been in the same school as Photographer Han and had a close relationship with Xu Ling, she would have made the right choice in subsequent choices, and she would still be struggling to achieve success now.
"So to what level has Elder Su mastered the Immortality Art to what level?" The disciples exclaimed. The difficulty of the Immortality Art was too exaggerated.
There are thirty thousand outer disciples in the entire Qiantian Palace, thousands of inner disciples, hundreds of elders, plus ten true disciples. Of these people, only twenty-one have practiced the health-preserving techniques to the fourth level.
However, if the two wives of the Master Master can practice to the fifth level, they must have received guidance from the Master Master from time to time.
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"The most important thing in the Immortality Technique is comprehension. I have only reached the third level of perfection in cultivation. It is not yet known when I will be able to break through to the fourth level."
Su Yun muttered.
If she could practice the Secret of Immortality to the fourth level and further strengthen her energy and blood, her hope of becoming a saint would increase a lot.
"What about the real master?" Suddenly another disciple asked curiously.
"There are six levels of Immortality Secrets in the sect. The real master...has at least reached the sixth level, right?" Su Yun was a little unsure.
"Hi~!"
All the disciples couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, especially some of the disciples from ordinary backgrounds. At this time, they had a rough idea of Han Zhao's power.
The fourth level of the Immortality Technique can extend your life for at least a hundred years, and the sixth level can extend your life to more than a thousand years. Isn't it no different from an immortal?
"Okay! The way of martial arts lies in being down-to-earth. Remember the first-level formula. Many of you are from poor backgrounds. This may be your biggest and only chance to change your destiny right now, so you must do your best. Be sure." Su Yun said solemnly.
"yes!"
The disciples said in unison, looking at Su Yun expectantly, waiting for her to recite the first level of the Immortality Secret.
"The so-called immortals, those who are wary and worried will hurt their spirits, and those who are happy will be dissatisfied and not hidden..."
Su Yun spoke eloquently.
"This is a big taboo for longevity. There is nothing better than..."
Su Yun recited the formula and mental method of the first level of the Immortality Secret three or four times in succession.
Then let the disciples in the field recite the memory on the spot.
After the disciples recited it repeatedly and confirmed that they had memorized it, Su Yun continued: "I will teach you the secret of finding Qi. You must..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly raised her head and looked above the clouds.
"What's wrong?"
A group of outer disciples looked up at the sky and saw nothing but blue sky and white clouds.
Just when everyone was puzzled.
"Bah!"
An eagle cry came from above the clouds.
I saw a majestic white eagle swooping down. At a rough glance, its wingspan exceeded twenty meters.
In an instant, it landed above everyone's heads.
Before it fell, I felt a terrifying aura coming towards my face.
The disciples below suddenly exclaimed.
However, when the white eagle was about to land on the platform, it quickly slowed down and landed slowly.
Even so, when the white eagle's huge wings flapped, it also brought up gusts of strong wind, which made the clothes of the disciples in the field feel cold. Many people were unable to stand steadily, and some were so frightened by the terrifying breath that they sat down. On the ground.
At this time, the white eagle landed on the platform.
Su Yun's expression changed and she looked at the eagle's back: "Nianxuan?"
Everyone looked intently and realized that there was a woman wearing white clothes and a sword on her waist standing on Bai Ying's back. She was actually a stunning beauty.
Han Nianxuan patted the restless white eagle to signal it to calm down, then bowed her hands to the disciples in the field and smiled slightly:
"Junior brothers and sisters, I'm sorry. This happened for a reason, so I ended up here. If there is any disturbance, I apologize to you on Bai Ying's behalf."
She looks to be about twenty years old, with black hair like lacquer, skin like jade, beautiful eyes, and an indescribable charm between her frown and smile. In addition, she is tall, light and elegant, and her words and deeds are dignified and elegant. It can be said that she is beautiful but not coquettish, gorgeous but not vulgar.
All the disciples' eyes were straightened when they saw it, and even the female disciples were happy for her.
"It's the true senior sister!"
"I've met Senior Sister!"
Soon one of the disciples recognized the person as Han Nianxuan, the eldest daughter of the top ten true disciples and the head master.
The True Inheritance Competition is held once every ten years to determine the rank and order of the True Inheritance disciples.
Among them, Xu Ting, who ranks at the bottom, is also in the realm of Five Qi Grandmaster.
The true disciples have a high status in the minds of the inner and outer disciples, and are even higher than the elders in the sect. This is the ultimate goal pursued by the disciples.
Because those who can become a true successor will definitely become an elder in the sect in the future.
When the elders in the sect are young, they may not be able to enter the true biography.
Han Nianxuan jumped up and landed steadily in front of Su Yun. She smiled sweetly and said, "I have met Aunt Su."
"Nianxuan, I haven't seen you for a while."
Su Yun smiled.
"Nianxuan has been practicing hard in seclusion these days and has almost never left Xuanying Hall." Han Nianxuan stepped forward and hugged Su Yun's arm affectionately.
From childhood to adulthood, except for a few close relatives, Su Yun was the best to Han Nianxuan, so the relationship between the two has always been very good.
"Aunt Su, daddy has an order to inform all the elders in the sect to go to Xuanying Hall to discuss matters."
Han Nianxuan said again.
"Is the headmaster really destined? Is something big happening? Then let's go to Xuanying Hall quickly." Su Yun looked solemn.
"Okay." Han Nianxuan nodded.
The two flew up and landed on the back of the white eagle.
"You continue to understand the true meaning of the Secret of Immortality. I will come back as soon as I go." Su Yun shouted.
The white eagle flapped its wings gently, soared into the sky, and soon flew up into the clouds and disappeared at the end of the sky.
"Is that white eagle just now the Demon King? It's too scary!"
"It's definitely the demon king. My ancestor once subdued a snake demon. His strength is comparable to that of a master, but his aura is less than one-tenth of that white eagle, so I can definitely be the demon king!"
"Are you talking about the important point? Isn't the important point, Senior Sister?!"
After Su Yun and Han Nianxuan left, there was a brief moment of silence, and the place instantly became noisy.
"I really don't know what kind of man can be worthy of someone like Senior Sister."
"She has a fairy-like appearance and is so approachable, with no airs at all."
"If Senior Sister could hug me, I would live ten years shorter!"
"Hmph! I'd rather live a hundred years shorter!"
"You're counting your next life, right?!"
The topic returned to Han Nianxuan.
"Stop dreaming! Senior sister said that you must at least be as good as a man who can teach the real person before you can win her eyes!" Hearing the male disciples talking about Han Nianxuan, the female disciples on the side sneered rudely.
"Ah?! Doesn't that mean you'll end up alone all your life?"
"..."
Most of the male disciples were silent.
Even the descendants of the elders enshrined in Xuanying Hall are far behind Han Niexuan.
As for the master who is known as the number one person in Dongshengzhou, he is like a peerless peak that cannot be reached at a glance.
Even in their dreams, they didn't even dare to think about being on par with the real head master.
"Brother Li, how are you?" Li Zhu, who was behind the crowd, poked the stunned Li Feishuang with his elbow.
"What's the matter? I advise you not to think too much about Senior Sister! People like us are not worthy of her." Li Feishuang said in a deep voice. He didn't even dare to think about a beauty like Elder Chuangong, let alone a fairy-like senior sister. His dream was to become a blood-training warrior, then return to the village to build a big house, and then marry the second girl from next door as his mother-in-law.
"I mean, how are you understanding the Secret of Immortality? Who said anything about senior sister?" Li Zhu looked like it was a matter of course.
"You kid——!" Li Feishang prepared to fight.
...
The inner hall of Xuanying Hall.
Han Zhao sat cross-legged at the top of the table, closing his eyes to rest.
A group of elders dressed in purple sat on futons on both sides of the main seat.
The first person on the left is naturally the master of Xuanying Hall, Yu Chongxiao, who is in the ninth-level pseudo-supernatural realm.
Afterwards, all the guests and ministers in Xuanying Hall came to pay their respects.
The first person on the right is Han Nianxuan, the true disciple.
Followed by the major true disciples and elders of the inner and outer sects.
The status of true disciples is equivalent to that of the elders in the sect, and their power in some aspects is still higher than that of ordinary elders.
"I've called you all here today to announce a big event." Han Zhao opened his eyes.
"Please give me your instructions, Master Master." Everyone stood up and saluted in unison.
“For one thing, starting from today, Qiantian Palace will temporarily stop recruiting new disciples.
Second, recall all branch disciples and elders in the city to Nujiao Island.
Thirdly, all the disciples of Qiantian Palace are not allowed to go out without orders. "
Han Zhao said slowly.
"What?!"
"Is there a foreign enemy about to invade?"
As soon as Han Zhao finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed.
Although the weakest people in the field were all Grandmaster-level warriors, they couldn't calm down after hearing Han Zhao's words.
"I have my own plan for this matter, so you don't need to panic." Han Zhao said calmly.
"We will obey the order of the Master."
Everyone was certain and said in unison.
Almost all the warriors present have experienced the Qiantian Palace Ceremony and witnessed Han Zhaodao slaying the Great Sage Hongyue.
There are also many old people among them who have watched the Battle of Bailing Sect and the Qiantian Palace Ceremony, so they have a high degree of trust in Han Zhao.
He said there is no need to be afraid, so there is no need to be afraid!
"Everyone just performs your duties." Han Zhao stood up and waved his sleeves: "The ten true disciples, those who have become saints will stay, and the rest will disperse."
"I'll take my leave." Although everyone was curious about what he was going to say next, they still bowed respectfully and retreated.
At this time, Xu Ting, who had just entered the tenth place among the top ten true disciples and was now only in the Five Qi Realm, looked annoyed.
"This is an opportunity, but also a great terror."
Xu Ting retreated reluctantly. As soon as he reached the door, Han Zhao's voice came to his ears.
"Disciple, please remember, thank you Master Master for clarifying the doubts." Xu Ting felt awe-struck in his heart. Even Master Master said it was terrifying. With his strength, he might have a narrow escape. Thinking of this, he looked relieved and bowed back.
...
When only the nine true disciples were left in the inner hall, Han Zhao finally walked up to them in a leisurely manner.
Han Niexuan, Han Yan, Ling Yun, Ling Feng, Cheng Jiao, Han Shuangning, Zhao Qiantao, Han Lianxin, Yu Xuewei.
"A secret realm is about to open. I would like to send you to retrieve a secret treasure. However, the risks of this trip are not low, so you can decide for yourself whether to go or not."
Han Zhao said seriously.
Although Han Nianxuan, a supermodel and Eight Evil Realm Martial Saint, takes the lead, the probability of an accident is low, and he may not be able to subdue all the disciples of the wealthy families with the power of one person.
Han Nianxuan is only thirty-one years old, and is already stronger than Han Zhao at the same age.
But when Han Zhao entered Qiantian Palace, he was already thirty-seven years old. Both his body and incarnation were in the ten evil realms, so he was invincible.
Outside, these aristocratic families are afraid of him and enter the Qiantian Palace. Once Han Yan gets the "Qiantian Palace", the situation will be different.
"I'm waiting to go!"
Although everyone was a little surprised, after looking at each other for a few times, the nine people agreed in unison.
"That's great." Han Zhao nodded slightly. Each of these true disciples was loyal enough, so it would be best if they could go together.
Cheng Jiao is the great-great-grandson of Cheng Peng. He possesses the spiritual body of Tai Yi and is extremely skilled in swords and swords.
Zhao Qiantao is the most outstanding descendant of the Zhao family in the Yin Yang Palace. Although he is only a super-skilled person, his understanding is astonishing. He has already practiced the Immortality Art to the fourth level of perfection.
As for Yu Xuewei, she is the daughter of Yu Chongxiao. Her original surname was Cao, but she changed her surname back to Yu after she was brought back. Super Root Bone, inherited the bloodline of the Jiuli War Beast, and awakened the Yin and Yang spirit body after becoming a saint. Although he was only in the First Evil Realm, he had obtained the true inheritance of Yu Chongxiao, and the power of the Divine Cloud Seal was astonishing.
Xu Ting, who ranks last among the top ten true legends, was born in the grassroots. He only started practicing martial arts at the age of eighteen. He started too late, so he did not become a saint.
"Ho~!"
Han Zhao waved his sleeves, and nine three-foot-long golden dragon flags flew out of his sleeves, and the sound of dragon roars echoed throughout the palace.
Nine people stretched out their palms at the same time, and the nine dragon flags were held in their palms.
"This is the formation flag of the Pseudo Nine Dragons Formation. When necessary, you, led by Han Yan, will mobilize the formation to fight against the enemy."
Han Zhao explained.
"From today on, you and the others will stay in the inner hall until you master the method of setting up the array flags, and then you can leave."
"We will obey the order of the master." The nine people looked solemn.
"I will demonstrate first, please wait and see carefully." Han Zhao waved his sleeves, and golden light suddenly appeared.
boom!
The nine-pole dragon flag turned into a golden dragon, hovering above the hall, and an astonishing spiritual pressure filled the void.
...
Half a month later, Han Zhao left Xuanying Hall, leaving the nine people to continue to familiarize themselves with the formation of the pseudo-Nine Dragon Formation.
And he went to Yuanchang Fucheng to find Ji Baiwei.
The Ji family's attitude was ambiguous, and this time, he needed Ji Baiwei to convey his meaning to the Ji family.
We must take sides!
The forces behind the Ji family involve Tianmo Dongtian, Zuwutian, and Miaochengtian.
If the Ji family wants to side with Tianmo Cave this time, Han Zhao will not be able to tolerate the Ji family after this battle.
Twenty years ago, the Ji family wanted Ji Baiwei to give birth to Han Zhao's offspring, and promised that their descendants would inherit the position of head of the Ji family.
But Han Zhao rejected it.
The descendants of the two people will definitely contain the power of the Ji family's magic weapons, and the Ji family has a holy master who lives in the Ancestral Witch Heaven. If he is an enemy of Han Zhao, he can use the power of the Ji family's blood to harm the descendants of the two. , so Han Zhao and Ji Baiwei have not had children for so many years.
Only Ji Baiwei's advancement to Holy Master can ensure that future generations will not be affected by the Ji family's bloodline.
"After Bai Wei, I still have to look for Yu Xuanji."
Han Zhao drove the escape light and thought to himself.
Over the years, among the women who have been close to him, the only one who has not made further progress with him is Yu Xuanji.
Because of that unexpected experience, Yu Xuanji became distant from him.
Fifteen years ago, I was in seclusion to hit the third-level bottleneck. I don’t know if I am out of seclusion now.
"Everything is ready. I am sure to win the "Qiantian Palace". Anyone who stands in my way will die!" "
