On the top of Daowu Mountain, Chen Feng stood quietly and meditated.
After reading all the thirteen heaven-level Taoist martial arts, I have a good idea.
"The Thirteen Limits of Jie Tian is not the way of swordsmanship, nor is it the way of swordsmanship, but it is applicable to all swords and other sharp weapons. The power cultivated is sharp and indestructible and indestructible to all objects."
"The mysterious method of observing the universe with Xuanxing is of the same lineage as the stars. The Stars Divine Dao Sutra that I have been practicing before can be regarded as coming from the same source. There is no problem in converting to practice, and it is extremely suitable for me."
"The secret record of Tianguang Huaji, the power cultivated by this sect's martial arts is like the aurora, fast and condensed, and it is also suitable for me."
"The last one is the sky-capturing hand..."
Chen Feng thought carefully.
Every Taoist martial arts that you feel is suitable has its subtleties and mysteries.
Of course, the methods and powers of cultivation are also different, but the specifics cannot be determined with just a name and simple information. Only by choosing and accepting its inheritance can we truly know.
"Every heaven-level Taoist martial art is expected to create a king-level Taoist master."
These are the original words of Taoist Master Mingkong.
Of course, there are more than thirteen gates in the Human King's Palace. For example, some big forces may also have heaven-level Daowu, but to a certain extent, they are more personal things and belong to a certain force. I think It is naturally extremely difficult to obtain.
These heaven-level Taoist martial arts are secretly passed down by major forces, so naturally they will not contribute them.
Therefore, the heaven-level Daowu that truly belong to the Human King Palace itself are the thirteen gates.
No matter which one it is, it is extremely mysterious, profound and profound. Without enough understanding and wisdom, it is impossible to understand it. Even if it is enlightened, it requires resources to practice better, otherwise the efficiency will be low.
Not urgent!
Chen Feng thought slowly.
I even felt a bit regretful at one point, why can I only choose one door, not two, three or four?
Of course it's not impossible, the main reason is that the first one is free, and the second one has to 'spend money'.
The so-called money is ethnic merit, which can only be obtained by making contributions to the ethnic group. It is not yet clear how much ethnic merit it costs to exchange for a heaven-level Taoist martial arts, but it should be a lot.
It's not easy anyway.
"That's alright, there's no need to mention too many, just choose one first, and it won't be too late to redeem the others after I get enough clan merit."
Chen Feng said to himself.
After all, heaven-level Taoism is very profound and requires time to understand and energy to practice.
"Then...it's you..."
Chen Feng's eyes narrowed and he made a decisive decision immediately.
The choice of the first heaven-level Taoist martial art is very important, and there is no room for sloppiness. However, there is no need to worry too much about it. Sometimes you just follow your feelings, it is the reminder of your heart.
Making a decisive decision, Chen Feng took one step forward and ran straight away.
Without any hesitation, he directly approached the heaven-level martial arts vision, enduring the astonishing oppression and... sharpness brought by the vision.
Thirteen days limit!
There is no surprise. Currently, Chen Feng thinks that there are four of the thirteen heaven-level martial arts that are suitable for him. Among these four, Jie Tian Thirteen Limits should be the most suitable for him. Although it is not the sword, its sharp edge is also suitable. kendo.
Move forward!
The sharp edge that permeates the scratch on Jietian Thirteenth Limit is extremely sharp. The closer you get, the stronger and more powerful the astonishingly sharp aura becomes, as if it is cutting like an invisible sword, trying to cut and tear everything apart. .
Chen Feng also felt that astonishing sharpness.
For a moment, the body seemed to be torn apart.
Soon, Chen Feng discovered that it was not an illusion. The robe on his body had indeed been torn with cracks, and then spread to his skin. The tough skin membrane could not resist being torn apart, leaving marks that seemed to penetrate into the flesh.
For a moment, there was a feeling as if he had fallen into a sword hell and was about to be Ling Chi.
pain!
Extreme pain, and the pain became more and more severe as it continued.
Get out!
As long as he quit, he wouldn't have to endure such severe pain, but Chen Feng suppressed such thoughts.
If you can't bear even the severe pain, there's no point in getting the inheritance.
This is a test!
It belongs to the assessment of heaven-level Taoism.
In fact, all the Daowu phenomena on Daowu Mountain have tests. The only difference lies in the intensity of the test.
The assessment of heaven-level Taoist martial arts is naturally the strongest.
In fact, even if those Huang-level and Xuan-level geniuses have the opportunity to inherit heaven-level Taoism, it is still unknown whether they can pass the test, and there is a high probability that they will not pass the test.
Stepping... approaching!
The trace that spanned thousands of feet was very close at hand, and Chen Feng felt as if he was about to be completely torn apart, and the pain was extremely intense.
However, it was still quite different from when he was bombarded by the thirteenth void tribulation before.
Chen Feng stretched out his hand.
touch!
In an instant, as if being cut by an extremely sharp blade, an indescribable coldness and severe pain hit him like a torrent. The severe pain suddenly became more than ten times stronger, making Chen Feng almost shrink his hands, but Persevere with an extremely strong will.
touch!
hold!
It was like holding a cold and extremely sharp sword blade.
Buzz!
Chen Feng seemed to hear a harsh, melodious and high-pitched trembling sound, like the sound of a sword or the sound of a knife.
In a daze, Daowu Mountain disappeared, leaving only a void.
In an instant, a ray of light flashed forward, carrying an astonishing edge that penetrated everything and tore everything apart. With just one blow, it split the darkness, leaving a long sword mark.
For Chen Feng, that is the sword mark.
For a sword cultivator, it is a knife mark, but for a gun cultivator, it is a gun mark.
All in all, it was a very sharp mark.
Together!
Two!
Three ways!
As the first crack appeared, a second crack soon appeared, which was longer and deeper than the first crack. The third crack that followed was longer and deeper than the second crack.
Cracks followed one after another, and when the thirteenth crack appeared, the entire dark void could not bear it and collapsed.
"Jie Tian Thirteen Limits!"
Chen Feng closed his eyes and murmured to himself. He only felt thirteen cracks appearing in his sea of consciousness, occupying them as if they were about to occupy the sea of consciousness. Although he did not move, an extremely astonishing feeling spread out like a brand. Power.
However, as time passed, the thirteen sword marks slowly faded and disappeared.
It's as if it never appeared.
However, Chen Feng also remembered the content of Jie Tian Thirteen Limits.
However, when Chen Feng recalled it carefully, he found that he could clearly recall only the first limit of the Thirteen Limits of Jie Tian. Only after thoroughly understanding and mastering the first limit, could he recall the content of the second limit. In this way, until In the thirteenth limit, he completely mastered this heaven-level Taoist martial art.
Chen Feng didn't pay much attention.
Just study and practice within a limited time.
"Next time, I'll pick you when I get enough clan merit."
Chen Feng glanced over, and immediately took steps to run down the mountain quickly.
Step out of the door.
"Which heaven-level Taoist martial art should I choose?"
An old man with a stooped body and turbid eyes appeared, staring at Chen Feng with his turbid but extremely deep eyes, seeming to ask with a faint smile.
"senior."
Chen Feng bowed first.
"I chose Jie Tian Thirteen Limits."
"Jie Tian Thirteen Limits... Yes, you are a sword cultivator, Jie Tian Thirteen Limits is quite suitable for you."
When the old man heard this, he paused for a moment, then nodded and said with a smile.
Jie Tian Thirteen Limits was not created by sword cultivators, nor by sword cultivators, but it is indeed a heaven-level Taoist martial art that is very suitable for sword cultivators and sword cultivators.
"The mysteries contained in any heaven-level Taoist martial arts are extremely profound. Learn and practice well, and don't waste your talent and potential. The combination of the two is enough to make you the king of the Taoist realm, or even the best in the Taoist realm. .”
The old man still couldn't help but warned in a serious tone.
As one of the ancestors of the human race, he has made many contributions to the human race and is extremely concerned about the future of the human race. Even now, he is living here in seclusion, sitting in Daowu Mountain, and Chen Feng still cares about the human race for the first time. Obtaining the Heaven level in the Tianjiao assessment is enough to show how amazing Chen Feng's talent and potential are.
How not to care.
"Thank you, senior, for your teachings. I will keep them in mind, junior."
Chen Feng also responded with a smile.
"Go ahead."
The old man said. After Chen Feng left, the old man withdrew his gaze, hunched over his hands and slowly turned away, but with a faint smile on his lips.
That is joy!
He is witnessing the rise of a peerless genius of the human race, like a morning star rising slowly with its light. One day, it will become the divine sun that shines in the dark void, so dazzling and blazing.
…
"Which Taoist martial arts should I choose?"
Outside, Taoist Master Mingkong was waiting, and asked immediately when he saw Chen Feng coming out.
"Jietian Thirteen Limits."
Chen Feng responded truthfully.
"The Thirteen Limits of Jie Tian... it suits you."
Taoist Master Mingkong suddenly realized that in fact, according to his speculation, those heaven-level Taoist martial arts that were more suitable for Chen Feng were those, and Jietian Thirteen Limits was one of them.
Of course, speculation is speculation, but Chen Feng could not be told before, so as not to affect Chen Feng's judgment.
Whether a heaven-level Taoist martial artist is suitable or not is more direct for the geniuses to experience in person. It is best not to make explicit suggestions from outsiders, so as not to form an impression before making a selection.
"Now that you have chosen your first heaven-level Taoist martial art, go and see Supreme Sen Leng again."
Taoist Mingkong said, taking Chen Feng into Senluo Cave again.
"Master."
As soon as Chen Feng entered Senluo Cave, he bowed and saluted.
"You came."
A warm and unpredictable voice sounded, and then thousands of stars twinkled, as if all things merged to form an incomparably majestic figure. In this cave, a pair of eyes stared directly at Chen Feng, but there was no Bringing the slightest oppression to Chen Feng.
"Oh, you chose Jie Tian Thirteen Limits."
Chen Feng was shocked when he heard this.
This... can be seen at a glance?
You know, the old man who was said to be the Taoist Master and Taoist Master Mingkong didn't notice it either. The master he just worshiped couldn't tell at just one glance.
Is the gap between Taoist Master and Supreme Master so obvious?
Of course, if you don't reach that level, you will never understand how big the gap is, so Chen Feng didn't think much about it.
"As my teacher, Jie Tian Thirteen Limits has also studied and practiced, and I have quite a lot of experience."
As he spoke, a jade slip appeared in front of Chen Feng, filled with layers of shimmer. Chen Feng was startled at first, and then he accepted the object and let his soul penetrate it to investigate.
"Limited to thirteen bets on Jie Tian Thirteen!"
What does a Supreme Being’s thirteen annotations on the Thirteen Limits of Jietian mean?
Its value is probably not inferior to that of a heaven-level Taoist martial art. For a moment, Chen Feng felt that the jade slip was as heavy as a mountain, and it was full of weight.
For a moment, Chen Feng suddenly felt that the master he worshiped was... capable!
