In the past two days, he took the inspiration that burst out in Shangjing City as the core, and then added his own strength, fusing the four shattered-level martial arts of the Imperial Family, True Martial Arts, Daming Temple and Confucianism.

After two days of working with others for two years, and after going through hardships, I finally completed the first part of the immortal cultivation method.

Qi training!

Looking at the Qi training chapter in his hand, Wu Chong gave up his plan to find someone to try.

The exercises that you get out in two days are definitely how much you practice and how much you die! The martial arts that ordinary people have made in two years are the same that no one dares to practice.

Other people don't have any game panels in their heads, and any small omission can lead to the death of a cultivator.

"You have to polish it well, and at least have a success rate of one percent."

There are still many problems, but the problem from 0 to 1 is solved, and all that remains is to slowly optimize.

When you feel the same, go out and get a ruin and spread the exercises. When the time comes, there will naturally be a 'child of destiny' to help him do the test.

This kind of operation can be described as familiar to Wu Da Dang.

Born to be!

Just as Wu Chong was about to continue to improve the 'Qi Cultivation Chapter', a voice suddenly came from outside, interrupting Wu Chong's subsequent movements.

"I'm tired of spreading it, and I'll say that Ye Xuanyang from the Heart Saint Academy came to visit."

Ye Xuanyang only arrived in Jinghai City three days ago, and after he failed to save people that day, he fled the capital in embarrassment. He was also injured a lot during the pursuit of the royal masters, and the two Shen Wuji, who shot with him, don't know what the result was.

There is a high probability that the person did not die, after all, he ran away.

Before Wu Chong appeared, it was difficult for a strong man at the level of heaven and man to fall. They already belong to a group of people who stand at the top.

After escaping to Jinghai City, Ye Xuanyang recuperated for three full days, and did not go out until today.

As soon as I went out, I heard outside that the new emperor of the Great Apocalypse had ascended the throne, the old emperor was dead, and Wu Chong, who was first on the wanted list, had become the Great Apocalypse National Teacher, and so on.

A series of news made Ye Xuanyang almost doubt his life.

Could it be that this time I injured my weight and recuperated for a few years?

Recalling the sea of insects he saw in Shangjing that day, Ye Xuanyang was still a little worried.

If the rumors are true, then this new national teacher is definitely a salvation. If the sea of worms completes the ritual and allows the red-eyed troll to descend, their world will definitely be gone.

This is the 'reality' seen from Ye Xuanyang's point of view.

He may never understand that the world that he sees as incomparably important is nothing more than a dispensable snack in the eyes of the Evil Eye. Others can come to them because of interest, or they can give up because of a sentence from a person of the same level.

Only the strong have the right to speak.

Higher beings are not overlooked anywhere.

Wu Chong after Yuan Ying, in the eyes of the eyeball monster, belongs to a higher life, and is an equal existence with him.

He wouldn't offend an equivalent for a snack to feed the ants, unless they were crazy.

"If you say you can't enter, you can't enter, if you don't leave and take me to call someone!"

"Can this little brother spread the word, I and the national teacher are old acquaintances......

"Come on, eleven out of ten people who come here are all this sentence, I've seen a lot of guys like you who want to take shortcuts." Erwang, who was guarding the door, looked proud.

"I'm telling you, as long as I'm on this day, I won't allow you to go in and disturb the national teacher.

Erwang was originally just an ordinary family member in Jinghai Palace.

It's all the janitorial work that is ushered in, a little person who falls into the dirt pile and no one looks at it. I don't think that two days ago, Lord Yan Jiuyan, the personal disciple of the National Teacher, personally found him and transferred him here to guard the door.

After learning that he was guarding the door for the national teacher, Erwang suddenly swelled.

It is said that the prime minister's door is a third-grade official, and he Erwang is now guarding the door for the national teacher, and he has to be a ...... How many products are coming? It's an official anyway!

Especially in the past two days, after watching the big people who needed him to look up to in the past groveling over to say hello, Erwang was even more floating. I think those big people are like this, and they don't see more eyes than him Erwang.

"Fuck, how do you talk!"

Ye Xuanyang was suddenly angry.

He is the master of the Heart Saint Academy, one of the seven great academies of Confucianism, and he talks to people in such a good voice, but in exchange for a sentence of numb fuck off, if it weren't for the front of the national teacher, he would have already done it.

"Let him in."

Wu Chong's words came out from inside.

Hearing the voice, Er Wang's face instantly changed from arrogant to groveling, and Ye Xuanyang was dumbfounded when he saw this kind of face changing speed. For the first time, he knew that a person could change his face so quickly.

"Please, old man."

Erwang bent over, not forgetting to lead the way in front.

It was as if it was another person who angrily scolded Ye Xuanyang for getting out of the way just now.

"Humph!"

Ye Xuanyang, who was holding his breath, didn't bother to bother with this little guy, and followed him in with a wave of his sleeves.

in the courtyard.

Wu Chong sat at the stone table in the center, slightly messy around, and the ground was covered with the cheats that Wu Chong had written in the past two days, and he didn't even have a foothold. Ye Xuanyang's eyes swept casually, originally thinking that these pages were just Wu Chong's boring practice works, but when he swept one of the pages, his eyes couldn't be taken off all of a sudden.

"The Emperor...... Imperial Classics?! ”

Ye Xuanyang exclaimed in surprise.

This is the lifeblood of the Great Apocalypse Imperial Family, the exercises practiced by the emperors of all dynasties, and the world's first 'broken level' martial arts! Such an important thing was thrown aside by Wu Chong like garbage.

Thinking of this, his gaze quickly fell on the other pages.

The Book of the Ming King

True Martial Arts

"White Crane Miracle"

Hiss!

What did he see?

The four strongest shattered-level secret codes in the world, the core secrets of the major forces, appeared in this courtyard like this.

Seeing this, Ye Xuanyang understood the weight of the word 'national teacher'.

Erwang, who was leading the way next to him, was taken aback, but after remembering that this old man was a guest of the national teacher, he was immediately suppressed with some dissatisfaction. After leading the people in, Erwang snorted at Wu Chong, who was in the seat, and went back to guard the door.

"Ye is a generation of people in the world, and I have thanked the national teacher for saving the world."

Ye Xuanyang, who came back to his senses, bowed and saluted with a cautious face.

Salvation?

Well.....

That's right, I saved it.

Wu Chong, who was about to speak, paused slightly, but soon this kind of thing was recognized by him. The expression on his face was light, and with an easy-going wave of his sleeves, he swept away those classics and left a seat for Ye Xuanyang to sit down.

"The master of the courtyard is looking for me, what's the matter?"

"Looking at the national teacher, I always have the illusion of many years in the past."

After Ye Xuanyang sat down, he said with a wry smile.

He remembered that not long ago, he had asked his apprentice Wu Yilong to come to Wu Chong, at that time he was still the master of the Heart Saint Academy, a strong man of heaven and man, Wu Chong was just a junior with some potential. How long has this been? The identities of the two were reversed.

It is said that thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

You haven't had it for thirty days.

Now he is still a strong man in heaven and man, the difference is that he has become a lonely person, and Wu Chong, a 'potential junior', has soared to become the strongest man in the world, the Great Qi National Teacher!