Of course Cao Zhe did it on purpose!
If the determination of martial arts level is not for the purpose of bringing in private goods, it will be meaningless.
His reputation is spread all over the world and he is regarded as a unique grandmaster in the world. This can really improve the evaluation of the competition.
But to say that we are firmly in the first place is to think too much.
Not to mention Guo Jing, who surpassed Rebuilding the World, even challenging Wang Yu's status is not that interesting.
After all, Wang Yu is still the dean of the Dayue Institute of Science and Technology, and is constantly bringing technological changes to the entire world.
Putting aside martial arts and looking at the world, the impact of these things is actually greater.
The fifth-grade exterior scene, this is a watershed.
Only martial artists who can enter this level are elites.
These are also the goals of Cao Zhe's win-over and transformation.
Scattered in the rivers and lakes, there are very few unique skills that can allow these Jianghu guests to practice to the realm of 'outdoor scenes' described.
Most of them are just simple outward release of internal force. For example, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can create a dragon with one palm, which is rare in the world.
Cao Zhe created many such secret books.
They are all collected and stored in the Bronze Hall. Only with his permission can you read and borrow them.
This is one way of cultivating power, and two way of transforming martial arts in this world.
With a two-pronged approach, in just twenty years at most, the martial arts atmosphere in the entire world will change drastically, and the upper limit will be raised a lot.
"I dare to ask Master Zhang, what is the realm above the eighth level?" The time for a stick of incense passed, and people could finally speak. At this time, the person who asked Cao Zhe a question was a man carrying a piano case and a long sword on his waist. The young man in white clothes was only a hair away from Cao Zhe himself in appearance.
Cao Zhe casually fired an appraisal technique.
"What's the point?"
"The Three Sages of Kunlun in the future? He was originally a contemporary of Zhang Sanfeng and once competed with him. However, he did not reach the level of Zhang Sanfeng, and he did not live as long as Zhang Sanfeng." Cao Zhe knew what he was thinking, and his tone became calmer.
It would be a pity for such a talent not to join the Wu-Tang Clan!
"Above the eighth level, it is broken!"
"Shatter the void, break the boundaries and soar!" Cao Zhe said with great certainty.
Although he doesn't know where he will go after breaking the boundaries and being squeezed out of this world.
It might be the endless void, or it might be some more advanced world.
But the Shattered Void does exist.
The world has its upper limit, and if it cannot bear it, it will be squeezed out...unless you encounter a strong nail-biter like Cao Zhe.
Not only did they not dare to forcibly exclude them, they also wanted to serve them well.
When the crowd heard this, they were all in an uproar.
People in this world have never heard of the fact that a warrior can shatter the void.
Since ancient times, there has only been a saying that practitioners attain enlightenment and ascend.
Does that mean that when the martial arts practice exceeds the eighth level and enters the ninth level where the final arrangement is not recorded, you can ascend to the immortal world?
People's eyes became brighter and brighter.
I just feel that the legendary road to immortality is very close at hand.
He Zudao also had great mood swings, but he hid it well and seemed to be good at calming his qi: "Then I dare to ask Master Zhang, what rank do you live in now?"
Cao Zhe thought about it seriously, and then said casually: "Pindao? Pindao is a little different from you. If you really want to care... Is it probably the tenth or eleventh rank?"
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The whole place was silent again.
Only this time, it wasn't because Cao Zhe used his special acupuncture technique.
He Zudao was also stunned by Cao Zhe's answer.
Originally, he thought that Cao Zhe said he was at the seventh or eighth level.
After all, it is a common problem for many people in the world to speculate about the future before they have reached their own level.
Therefore, there are many so-called peerless martial arts that are often unsustainable after they are practiced. The formulas and recorded training methods contain omissions or flaws, and the practice cannot be completed at all.
He never expected that Cao Zhe would directly surpass the grade definition he had planned and jump above all others.
"Then...why are you still here?" He Zudao asked this question, which indeed required a lot of courage.
After all, He Zudao may still be He Zudao.
But Zhang Sanfeng is definitely no longer Zhang Sanfeng.
"Because I'm strong!"
"I'm very strong!" Cao Zhe raised his finger and said with a smile.
"So strong that as long as I don't want to leave, God can't do anything to me." Cao Zhe continued.
Cao Zhe had no intention of restraining or hiding.
This is the time to show off your muscles, so there is no point in hiding them.
In this world, unless there is a big technological leap, pacifists will be born directly.
Otherwise nothing could pose a threat to him.
"He is so strong...are we really wearing the same world?" In the crowd, a die-hard member of the Bald Head Club was silently shaken.
"Perhaps, this is the real immortal cultivator! You can't offend him! You can't offend him!" This member of the Bald Head Club, who was originally thinking of creating chaos while there were many people, and then went to rescue Zhou Botong, quietly stopped thinking. Then I also had the idea of joining the Wu-Tang Clan.
After all, it’s nice to enjoy the shade under the big tree!
"Okay, let's not talk about these boring things!"
"If you have any questions about the eighth-grade martial arts classification, you can ask now and I will answer randomly." Cao Zhe said.
Everyone was shocked. Regardless of whether they were completely convinced in their hearts, at least they would not lag behind in their mouths. They raised their hands to ask questions.
Cao Zhe will also randomly select answers that please his eyes.
Between the questions and answers, time flew by quietly.
From early morning to evening, and from evening to early morning.
The question-and-answer session that lasted all day and night finally came to an end.
Cao Zhe could eat the wind and drink the dew without sleeping. Those ordinary people in the world, although their physical fitness is much stronger than ordinary people, are still mortal and need to eat and sleep.
Twelve hours of question and answer training and high-intensity concentration have left many people exhausted.
"Okay! This lecture ends here."
"Everyone please leave now!"
"Also, next time I come to Xunpindao, I will go to Wudang Mountain!" Cao Zhe said.
This sudden decision surprised many people.
A disciple who lives in Purple Mountain and whose home is in Jinling City couldn't help but said: "Headmaster! Are you... going to abandon your foundation and us?"
Cao Zhe laughed and did not answer the question directly.
But one step further down into the clouds.
He reached out and grabbed a corner of the copper palace.
"rise!"
With a soft roar and a loud roar, the copper palace, which weighed at least 10,000 kilograms, was lifted up so easily.
Cao Zhe held the copper palace with one hand and volleyed in the air with one step.
"Move the Beidou across Nanchen, hold the sun and moon wheel with one hand. Fly up to Wudang Mountain, and in a moment it turns into a sky of clouds."
After saying that, he said: "I'm done with this, I'm going to leave!"
Then it rolled up thousands of clouds, riding the red light and morning glow, and jumped straight in the direction of Wudang Mountain.
Purple Mountain is a true martial arts, and joining the world is originally a journey of rebirth!
The seeds have been sown!
If we want to continue to advance, Purple Mountain is not suitable.
Seek the truth! Seek the truth!
How can one attain enlightenment without seeking?
After all, Purple Mountain is too close to the bustling city, and the secular atmosphere is too strong. It is just a separate courtyard. If it is used as a base camp, it is indeed almost meaningless.
Only by returning to Wudang Mountain, hidden among the undulating mountains, sitting on the waves of the sea of clouds, mortals who come to see him need to untie their swords and walk, knocking every ten steps.
Only when you see the true immortal again can you be in awe, respect the wonderful Dharma, and shed tears of gratitude.
