"Fellow Taoist, please move forward and take this Kunpeng to the colorful clouds to overlook thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."
"Sit in the sky and act like a master!"
"What do you think, fellow Taoist?"
Above the nine heavens, the man of God is carrying a thousand feet of light. His voice is no longer like the thunder, but more like the breeze blowing on his face. When he hears it, he feels relaxed and happy in his heart.
But the colorful clouds changed into Kunpeng, covering the sky and the sun while flying. The big fish flaps its wings and flies, blocking out the sun and the sky. It makes people feel like they are in a trance and mistakenly believe that they have entered the myths of the ancients.
When such a shadow covers the sky, everyone around Nanshan for more than a hundred miles changes color. This scene is vaguely reminiscent of the scene of a large star falling into the sky more than a month ago.
But looking up into the distance, one can see gods and men shining brightly, and seeing Kunpeng swimming in the sky again. I don't know how many people are crazy and how many are drunk, and it seems like they are in a dream.
Kunpeng traveled through the sky and pressed down on Nanshan Mountain.
The tourists in the mountains heard the words of Jiutian God and Man, and although they were frightened in their hearts, they also saw with envy that there was no cliff on the top of the tree.
Wu Yazi never thought that the god could be so decisive and straightforward. Seeing Kun Peng falling in front of him, looking at this rare and strange beast that seemed to have stepped out of a myth, Wu Yazi's eyes showed a bit of surprise and envy.
He is a proud man in the world. Even though he has been sitting in the mountains for more than fifty years, he still has an amazing spirit.
Once you see and advance to the martial arts, it is easy to get the master level backhand, and you will further perfect the master martial arts created by the god.
Although Wu Yazi didn't say it, he was still proud in his heart.
From what he saw, if his martial arts were further improved, he might be able to become a god among the gods. At that moment, he might be able to compete with the gods.
But at this moment, when Yuan Sheng stretched out his hand a little, the clouds turned into Kunpeng, death turned into life, and myths were recreated, the sporadic pride in Wu Yazi's heart disappeared in a moment.
"Since you are invited by a god, ordinary people dare not disobey you."
Wu Yazi knew the gap between himself and Yuan Sheng, and there was no loss in his eyes, but instead he was filled with joy.
He was overjoyed by the supernatural power of the deity, was also delighted by the Taoist friend of the deity, and was even more delighted by the fact that Yuan Sheng was willing to build a platform for him to worship.
Farewell to the colorful cloud Kunpeng, who clearly saw huge mountains in front of him but was flying out of thin air. Wu Yazi bowed his head to Yuan Sheng in the sky, then smiled casually, and raised his feet to place the colorful cloud Kunpeng on his back.
This Caiyun Kunpeng seemed to be close to Wu Yazi from birth. When he saw Wu Yazi stepping on his back, he let out a long cry.
Kunpeng's long cry is not sharp, but as solemn as morning bells and evening drums in ancient Buddhist temples.
But in this solemn and long cry, you can also hear a bit of joy, just like the Kunpeng, who is willing to carry Wuyazi.
There were countless Jianghu people in the mountain and countless worldly visitors outside the mountain. At this time, all eyes fell on Kunpeng.
Kunpeng spreads its wings, and the mythical beast sings happily.
When Wu Yazi stood on the back of Kun Peng, he felt like Zhuangzi taking a leisurely trip, as if a Taoist immortal had really come to the world and flew into the sky on Kun to play with the sea of clouds.
This scene really satisfies the world's fantasy of immortals. Even if it is known that Wu Yazi is a martial arts forefather, it can be seen that those who see such a situation can only wish that they could not replace him.
The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars up to 90,000 miles. Kunpeng also has the word "peng" on it, and when it flaps its wings, it's like mountains rising from the ground, reaching up to nine layers of clouds.
Wu Yazi stood on Kunpeng's back, but did not bow his head to see the world. He only closed his eyes and perfected the Kunpeng's phase in his own Beiming Sutra.
There was no Kunpeng in the world before. Although Wu Yazi cultivated the image of Kunpeng in the North Ming Dynasty, the Kunpeng was just an imaginary Kunpeng in his mind.
Seeing the real thing at this moment, Wu Yazi would naturally not miss such an opportunity, and would like to improve his Kunpeng phase.
But after Wu Yazi realized it several times, he vaguely realized that there seemed to be some connection between Kunpeng and himself?
He didn't understand its meaning and only attributed it to his own cultivation of Kunpeng Yi, which was why he felt so familiar.
But Wu Yazi didn't know that this Caiyun Kunpeng was Yuan Sheng's demeanor based on the Kunpeng in Wuyazi's image, and then inspired by the Kunpeng in his memory.
It is an exaggeration to say that Caiyun Kunpeng was born in this world because of Wu Yazi.
"My Taoist friend is truly a genius. I saw that the creation actually had feelings, and his divine will improved even more."
"A genius like fellow Taoist might be able to supplement his martial arts skills and surpass the level of a grandmaster."
The colorful cloud Kunpeng carried Wu Yazi and fell into the sky for nine days. After taking three or five breaths, Wu Yazi heard a gentle sound of praise fall into his ears.
It was different from the cold and solemn image of the god in Wu Yazi's imagination. Although he never opened his eyes, the image of a gentle young gentleman naturally appeared in Wu Yazi's mind.
When Wu Yazi opened his eyes, the vague appearance of the young gentleman in his mind gradually overlapped with that of Yuan Sheng in front of him.
When Yu Wuyazi came to see him, he saw that the god in front of him had the aura of a king and an immortal emperor, and the ethereal aura of a Taoist in the mountains. He also had the air of a young boy playing around in the world.
"How do fellow Taoists treat me when they see me like this?"
"But Yuan is very different from what fellow Taoists think of gods?"
There is nothing in Yuan Sheng's eyes. He is a handsome middle-aged man with tied hair and a cloak. The silver thread behind him is blowing in the wind. This appearance is worthy of attracting the envy of all the senior sisters.
Seeing Wu Yazi looking at him intently, Yuan Sheng's brows and corners of his mouth were filled with smiles, and he spoke softly.
Wu Yazi listened to Yuan Sheng's words and bowed in apology, with a wry smile on his face.
"I don't dare to be called a man of God or a Taoist friend."
"I am just picking up the wisdom from my ancestors. If there is anyone in the world who can be called a god-man and Taoist friend, it is probably only my ancestors."
Others saw that Wu Yazi was trying to make up for the master's deficiencies. But Wu Yazi knew best that it was not him who could make up for the master's shortcomings, but Xiaoyaozi fifty years ago.
Who would have thought that Xiaoyaozi's artistic conception of martial arts would be the most important part of the world's master realm.
"Why do fellow Taoists belittle themselves?"
"You don't know that there is a saying in the world that a disciple does not have to be inferior to his master?"
"My Taoist friend has been disabled for fifty years, but he has developed this pure spirit. He may not be as good as your master."
Yuan Sheng shook his head. Although he was curious about Xiaoyaozi, Wuyazi was by no means without merit.
Looking at it more recently, Wu Yazi's divine will has become even more extraordinary after being refined by the essence of heaven and earth, and he definitely deserves to be at the level of a half-step master.
What's more, the theory of divine will was a great gain for Yuan Sheng, and it vaguely made Yuan Sheng realize some shortcomings in his own practice.
While Wu Yazi listened to Yuan Sheng's words, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the rolling sea of clouds in the distance. Looking down at the human world below, I feel that people are like ants and the houses are like objects in the palm of my hand.
After turning his gaze away, Wu Yazi saw clouds and mist in the mountains, white cranes soaring, and the wonderful scenery of the three mountains embracing the five mountains, and the five mountains covering the large lake.
The scenery in the mountains was so ethereal that it made Wu Yazi unable to recover from the sight.
After Yuan Sheng had finished speaking for half a breath, Wu Yazi finally came to his senses. With a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, he bowed his hands and apologized to the god in front of him.
"Gods and gods will forgive me. Ordinary people who have just entered the clouds and saw extraordinary scenery often made mistakes..."
Yuan Sheng listened to Wu Yazi's apology and just shook his head indifferently.
Not to mention that Wu Yazi had brought him huge gains, and he was not a mortal emperor, so he would not blame Wu Yazi for such a trivial matter.
What's more, when he flew into the sky for the first time, wasn't he just as immersed in nature as Wu Yazi at that moment?
The most important thing is that Wu Yazi was distracted looking at the layout of his dojo.
If he hadn't been familiar with Wu Yazi, Yuan Sheng would have wanted to drag Wu Yazi to show off his dojo to him.
"As for my teacher..."
"It's not that Wu Yazi is belittling himself, but my teacher is really a student of heaven and man in the martial arts."
Wu Yazi remembered Yuan Sheng's previous words, pondered for a moment and then sighed.
"The first master accepted a total of three disciples. He taught my senior sister the Everlasting Eternal Spring Kung Fu, taught me the Beiming Divine Kung Fu, and then taught my sister a small Wuxiang Kung Fu."
"Of these three types of martial arts, my senior sister's immortality skill has been cultivated to be eternally green, my junior sister's small formless skill has been cultivated to have the intention of being without form, and I am the Kunpeng of the North Ming Dynasty."
"Whether it is my senior sister or junior sister, if they come to the mountain to see the master's martial arts on the monument, and with the help of gods and men, they will understand the relationship between the artistic conception and the master's realm, and they will reach the master's perfection in one day."
"I was just lucky enough to get the upper hand. Even though I feel that the master realm has no secrets for me, it all depends on the merits of the realm martial arts that my master paid attention to."
"If the world had not fully explored the great orifices of the human body, and the essence of heaven and earth in the human world were thin, my master Xiaoyaozi should have become a master fifty years ago, or even surpassed the master's level, or become a martial arts heavenly being."
Wu Yazi said such emotional words.
For him to be where he is now, five-fifths of the effort he has spent sitting in the mountains to cultivate his artistic conception for more than fifty years, and the remaining five-fifths are all due to the Beiming Divine Technique left by Xiaoyaozi.
"The three kinds of divine will are all connected to the master."
"Your master indeed has the talent to be a martial artist!"
"I just don't know, is your master still in the world?"
Since Xiaoyaozi was mentioned, Yuan Sheng also wanted to satisfy his curiosity.
"My master is probably no longer alive..."
"The last time I saw my master was when I was twenty-three years old. That year my junior sister and I got married. My master said that he had reached the ultimate level of human martial arts and wanted to create an unprecedented martial arts that would shock the world."
"It was also after that day that my master disappeared from the world. When I was young, my senior sisters and I also searched for his traces. The last news we found was that our master went out to sea in a small boat in Langya."
"Nearly a period of time has passed in a daze. If my master cannot break through the realm of Grand Master, I think he will be dead by now."
When Wu Yazi saw Yuan Sheng asking about his master Xiaoyaozi, he told the truth frankly.
But when Yuan Sheng heard Wu Yazi say that Xiaoyaozi wanted to create an unprecedented martial arts and finally go to sea, his heart moved.
He was thinking that on an overseas island, there might really be an astonishing martial arts that was unprecedented and unparalleled.
"What a pity!"
"If it is as you said, if your master were in the world, I should have one more true Taoist friend."
Yuan Sheng shook his head slowly. He had never thought that Xiaoyaozi was so mysterious that even Wu Yazi, his disciple, didn't know whether he was alive in the world.
"I have no talent, but I am willing to inherit the aspirations of my ancestors and lead the way for the world to learn martial arts."
"Please ask the help of the gods to gather some heavenly and earthly energy for Wu Yazi. I will now go to the master's realm and see the path forward for martial arts!"
After such greetings, Wu Yazi finally mentioned his purpose. When he looked at Yuan Sheng again, his eyes were bright and he had already made a decision in his heart.
Yuan Sheng looked directly into Wu Yazi's eyes, then listened to Wu Yazi's decisive words and just nodded.
He stopped talking and just waved to Zhongting Mountain. As Yuan Sheng raised his hand, vast natural energy swept in from the direction of Zhongting Mountain.
This natural energy was imprisoned by Yuan Sheng, and turned into a dozen white clouds in the sky, wandering around Yuan Sheng and Wu Yazi.
Wu Yazi's body, true energy, and spirit have all been baptized by natural energy, and he can naturally feel the rich heavenly and earthly energy in the white clouds around him.
Wu Yazi first bowed and thanked Yuan Sheng, then sat cross-legged on the back of Caiyun Kunpeng, with Beiming Teng Kunpeng Wuyi above his head, took a long breath, and spoke loudly.
"According to what I have seen, all martial arts in the human world have meanings. Even though Taizu Changquan is the most common in the world, Song Taizu also has the artistic conception of sweeping the world and clearing the world."
"I don't know the name of the Grand Master, but I can only speculate that it should be a further step into integrating Zhen Gang and martial arts."
"According to what I think, the true meaning of those who reach the master level is neither false nor true, but they have a great spirit that is different from it."
"If there is a person who cultivates the mountains and mountains, becomes a master, or can control the mountains and rivers with the mountains and mountains, the martial arts should be as important as the mountains!"
"The master of martial arts transforms skills into Tao. This Tao is called martial arts!"
Now that he is on the road to martial arts, Wu Yazi no longer hides anything, and expresses what he feels in his heart at this moment.
I don't know what kind of method Yuan Sheng used. The two of them were in the nine heavens, but as long as they could see the Kunpeng in the sky and the immeasurable light on Yuan Sheng's body, they could all hear Wu Yazi's voice while holding their breath and concentrating.
"When I cultivated Kunpeng Yi in the North Ming Dynasty and broke through the Grand Master realm, the essence of heaven and earth Qi simultaneously refined my body, true Qi, and martial intention."
"It coincides with the principle of refining essence and transforming Qi, and refining Qi and transforming into spirit, which is said by Taoist sects."
"Therefore, in my opinion, the master's superior state should use the true power to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and forge the true meaning into a trinity without distinction between each other."
"If the success is successful, the true meaning will be Zhen Gang. I will have a Bei Ming Sea, and all the Northern Ming Sea will be my Zhen Gang."
"When Grandmaster Yu Po enters the realm, the True Gang can turn into water dragons, perform the Kunpeng transformation, and even freeze the ground for miles."
"Gods and men ask for advice. Can the master's state be called a heavenly being?"
Above the clouds, sitting on the back of the colorful cloud Kunpeng, Wu Yazi's eyes are as bright as stars. At this moment, he is talking freely about the master's state. Finally, let me ask again, can such a state be called a martial arts heavenly being?
"This state may have the ability to control wind, water, and fire. However, this state may have the ability to fly into the sky?"
When Wu Yazi's voice fell, in the bright sun, a man of God asked in an indifferent voice. Turtle Mountain was nearby, and only a few ordinary people were listening at this moment.
"Yu, I don't know..."
The man of god asked, Wu Yazi hesitated for a long time and sighed softly.
"If you can't control the sky, how can you be called a heavenly being?"
"Devas have five kalpas of decline, but they should remain in the human world for hundreds of years."
"Let me ask the master how long is his lifespan in the upper realm?"
The god's indifferent voice sounded again, and the one who spoke freely about the master's state was silent at this time.
"The maximum lifespan of a human body is three hundred years!"
"Yuan, the master of the realm of masters, already knows the reason. According to Yuan's deduction, the master of the realm of masters still cannot break the limit of human lifespan, but can only approach the limit of lifespan!"
"This realm is still in the ordinary realm!"
Yuan Sheng did not mean to refute Wu Yazi's words. Although Wu Yazi's idea of a master's realm was full of mysteries, it was not the realm of heaven and man he thought of.
As for what Yuan Sheng thinks the realm of heaven and humanity should be like?
At worst, he would have the same strength as Senju Hashirama and Madara Uchiha during his lifetime. Only with the power that can move natural disasters, Yuan Sheng will admit that it is the realm of martial arts and heavenly beings.
"From the perspective of gods and men, what should be the name of the master's state?"
On the back of Caiyun Kunpeng, Wu Yazi asked again. For nearly a hundred miles around Turtle Mountain, everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, eager to hear the great mysteries of martial arts.
"He is also called a great master!"
"Yuan's opinion is that your life span should be around 200 years old, which is about the same as Yuan's guess that the grandmaster's lifespan is 180 years."
"You think that the master still needs to dig out the treasures in the body to achieve the higher level. This is an extension of the master, so he should be named a great master."
"The master is the one who founded the sect."
"The big one is the best."
"The most powerful master is called the Grand Master, and he can reach the highest level of the Grand Master!"
When Yuan Sheng spoke again, he only stated his words. Tens of thousands of people in the world were convinced when they heard Yuan Sheng's words.
"Grand Master Realm..."
When everyone around Guishan heard it, the person who spoke before felt a little more disappointed in his words.
"good!"
"Yu Wuyazi is not overestimating himself. He should explore the road ahead for all sentient beings to become a great martial arts master!"
Wu Yazi originally thought that the master's state could be called the martial arts heaven and human state.
However, Yuan Sheng revealed the secret of human lifespan with a few words, and then talked about Lingxu's control of space. Wu Yazi could not refute, so he had no objection and just stood up from the back of Caiyun Kunpeng.
When Wu Yazi stood up, the image of Kunpeng and Kunpeng appeared above his head.
Compared to half an hour ago, the image of Beiming Teng Kunpeng in the void above Wu Yazi's head was clearer now.
With such an empty image above Wu Yazi's head, he let out a long roar, and then turned towards the white clouds that Yuan Sheng had prepared early in the morning.
When Pang Ran Tianjing's earth energy was refined, the sky above Wu Yazi's head, Beiming of Tianchi, became clearer and clearer.
After several hesitations, more than ten acres of Tianchi and Beiming suspended in the sky above Nanshan. That day, another Kunpeng rose up from the Beiming of the pool.
Beiming and Kunpeng were breathing in vast amounts of heavenly and earthly energy.
But whether it was Yuan Sheng or Wu Yazi, their expressions gradually became solemn when they saw the vision in the void changing.
Both of them could see clearly that as Wu Yazi refined the true power into the divine will, the image transformed by the divine will was really evolving towards a mysterious realm.
Not to mention how much the Tianchi Beiming is about to turn into reality, the Kunpeng in the Tianchi Beiming is even more lifelike, as if it will turn into a real creature in the next moment.
Such changes continued to evolve, but Wu Yazi's face turned pale at some point.
Yuan Sheng stared at it for a long time and finally let out a long sigh.
"Wrong..."
I coded from 8:30 to 4:40, and I coded 4,600 words. I’m such a waste. I can’t stand it anymore if I wake up and sleep again...
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