"After all, I am a kind person, leaving them the possibility of chasing me. If I tell them the truth, they are likely to lose their fighting spirit, stop working hard, and give up progress. This is my sin. After all, I Creating so many martial arts and so many possibilities is not to tell everyone that you are all rubbish. This is not my original intention and purpose." Cao Zhe thought in his heart.
Then time passed quietly, and another dozen days passed without mentioning it.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and even the cold fog is gradually rising on the Qinhuai River.
The performers in the painting boat also changed into warmer clothes.
Listening to music on a boat is half the fun.
Cold dew is one of the twenty-four solar terms. The dew is cold and will condense.
The cold fog in the early morning has not yet completely melted away from the mountains and forests.
The cold in the south is the kind that penetrates into the seams of a person's bones. Normally, you can't bear it with clothes, you have to rely on your willpower.
The maple leaves on the distant mountains were fiery red, lighting up the somewhat blurry vision in the hazy morning light.
The mountain forest that has just had an autumn rain is like glasses that have been wiped clean, with a translucency like a sudden enlightenment.
However, the ignorant children in the world have already started their morning activities.
The noisy sound woke up this morning when I should have been peacefully snuggled into bed.
Groups of people from all walks of life rushed to Purple Mountain eagerly, looking for the best 'viewing position'.
However, they still made a mistake!
The good location was already 'booked' last night.
If your fists are not strong enough and your face is not big enough, you will have to find a way to climb a tree or buy a position with money if you arrive late.
Today is the day when two great masters recognized in the world of martial arts compete.
The Quanzhen Sect in the north and the Wudang Sect in the south have gradually become in conflict, and the battle between the two sects will determine who will be the leader of the world.
"If you ask me, of course Master Zhang is more powerful. After all, he is a cultivator. He can summon wind and thunder at will, and he may even summon heavenly soldiers and generals to come down to earth. How can Zhen Zhibing be his opponent?" The spectators were naturally divided into two factions. , and began to argue with each other.
As for the fact that Cao Zhe can summon heavenly soldiers and generals, Cao Zhe himself will definitely deny it!
Perhaps he used his inner strength to simulate complex scenes in mid-air in the middle of the night, thus causing unnecessary misunderstandings to some people who happened to see it?
"I don't think so. Calling wind and rain and spreading beans to create soldiers are all legendary methods of the immortal family. But whether it is an immortal method or a trick...it's not clear, but the majesty of Master Zhen Zhibingzhen is real. In the battle seven years ago, the three great Mongolian protector mages went south to overthrow our entire Central Plains martial arts world. Master Zhen fought with one man and one sword for three days and three nights, and cut off the heads of three people. , ruined the conspiracy of these Mongolian Tatars."
"According to me, Zhang Sanfeng is a fake real person, while Master Zhen is the real swordsman." People from the north naturally defend Master Quanzhen more.
After all, Quanzhen Sect is more than just some Taoist temples on Zhongnan Mountain.
There are also many decisions to be made in the arena.
"Do you dare to say that Mr. Zhang is fake?"
"I'm afraid you don't want to get out of the Purple Mountain alive." Immediately, Cao Zhe's loyal fans jumped out and angrily shouted.
The fierce quarrel was about to turn into a large-scale armed fight.
The battle between the two leaders has not yet begun, but the atmosphere on Purple Mountain is already on the verge of being triggered.
Cao Zhe stood at the door of the Tongdian and stretched out.
Although there was no need for him to sleep, he still insisted on sleeping, because based on what he learned from the Taoist Scriptures, he derived a sleep technique that could easily enter an extremely deep sleep while maintaining physical vigilance.
Deep sleep not only restores the spirit, but also nourishes the spirit. It is a kind of spiritual practice.
Waking up naturally every day, full of energy and progress...how wonderful!
As for the method of achieving spiritual progress and improvement through extreme oppression and squeezing of the spirit.
Cao Zhe felt that it was not advisable. All the best practices should be carried out in the most comfortable state. That is the more correct approach.
A truly strong person makes everything adapt to him, rather than him adapting to everything.
"Ah...! Good morning! You're gone!" Cao Zhe stood at the back door and waved to Xiao Longnu, who opened the window and stretched out the same way.
Xiao Longnu said without changing her expression: "Yeah! Jie Jie did it on purpose! You have a tough fight today. I want to refresh you and make you hard. How about it?"
He said it was awesome, but his body honestly closed half of the window, blocking the beautiful picture.
At this time, the shouts of many people suddenly came from the foot of the mountain.
Afterwards, the clear sound of swords resounded throughout the world.
The clear voice hovered in the sky, like a sharp sword, covering the entire Zijin Mountain Forest.
"There is a volume of scripture on the mountains and rivers of the earth, and the title is very clear. The flowers and weeds in the mountains talk about me, and the immortal palace in Lingtai listens attentively."
Before the sound fell, people had arrived.
With his hands behind his back and the long sword on his back, the Taoist seemed to have transformed into the most powerful and unparalleled sword energy in the world, breaking through the cold air of late autumn and cutting off the cold dew in the mountain stream.
Before taking action, his sharp edge was already revealed.
This hand immediately shocked everyone.
Those people in the world who were originally full of confidence in Cao Zhe were somewhat murmuring at this time.
The methods used by Quanzhen to teach Zhen Zhibing are not like ordinary people!
Cao Zhe took the mouthwash and swirled it in his mouth a few times. Then he put on a green and loose Taoist robe, picked up a pair of shoes, and went out.
"Brother Dao! Hello!" Cao Zhe extended his hand to say hello.
Zhen Zhibing looked at the unkempt Cao Zhe intently and frowned.
"The body is loose and the energy is weak, and the feet cannot take root. Zhang Sanfeng... you have disappointed me a little." Zhen Zhibing said proudly.
Cao Zhe dropped the shoes in his hand.
Then chuckled.
"oh?"
"Yeah?"
"You should indeed be disappointed, but... it may not be what you think."
Duh!
Cao Zhe uttered a word, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly changed.
Everyone...not just Zhen Zhibing, felt the murderous intent spreading across the world.
Falling leaves, withered grass, dormant insects, calm autumn water.
At this moment, they seem to be releasing their malice and murderous intent.
Like a bunch of sharp swords, they gathered together to form a terrifying sword pressure of ten thousand swords condensed into one place.
Zhen Zhibing's hands couldn't help but tremble.
I touched the sword behind me three times in a row, but I didn't have the guts to pull it out.
The heart of his sword was shattered at the moment of collision.
Mortals shouting at the gods, in the bravest moment, saw the cruel shattering of the entire world...
You think it hasn’t started yet, but it’s actually over a long time ago.
"Your sword... is worse than Dugu Qiubai!"
"Pity!"
"You just got lucky and got a bargain, and then your physical data is close to the limit." Cao Zhe gave Zhen Zhibing a firm look and sighed dissatisfied.
After all, Cao Zhe had some expectations before meeting Zhen Zhibing in person.
