"Wudang Jiuyang Gong" Song Yifei has practiced for more than 20 years, and the familiar one can't be more familiar.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Song Yifei quickly entered the state.

Soon after the exercise was put into operation, the bottleneck of the sixth to seventh layers came into being and quietly broke through.

Easy is like piercing a piece of window paper.

After the bottleneck is broken, the internal strength slowly accelerates like flowing water, automatically completing the small cycle after circle, and finally returns to the dantian, and flows out of it, repeatedly.

Airplanes!

The sudden increase in internal strength made the dantian, who had not had time to adapt, feel a slight feeling of swelling.

"The seventh layer of "Wudang Jiuyang Gong"?!!!

Because it was too smooth, Song Yifei once suspected that he was hallucinating, and it wasn't until he ran the seventh-layer exercises several times in succession that he had to believe it.

The mystery of life has to make people sigh!

The original owner fought for his life and pursued the result, but he got it as easily as eating and drinking.

"It doesn't matter if your qualifications are mediocre, as long as you have enough adventures!"

This time, if it weren't for the system to help him find the "Purple Qi Chapter", he wouldn't know the Year of the Monkey if he wanted to break through.

Song Yifei, who broke through to the great strength of his internal strength, is equivalent to untying a knot in the heart of the original owner, and his heart has become more relaxed than ever.

Song Yifei, who was relaxed, had a rare good night's sleep.

......

Early the next morning, after Song Yifei got up and washed, he tried his current strength in the yard.

He has lived here for many years, and there are a lot of props in the courtyard to assist in cultivation. Some of them were originally available in Wudang Mountain, and some of them were purchased by his subordinates in the family.

Ordinary disciples usually have a courtyard for several people, and he has money, so he spends a little more money, and one person occupies a courtyard.

Song Yifei first tested his strength with the stone lock for exercise, and found that he could lift three hundred catties of stones with one arm, and with both arms exerting force at the same time, he could burst out with the power of a thousand catties.

Three hundred catties doesn't seem like much, but an adult is only one or two hundred catties. That is, he can knock an adult away with one punch and lift the weight of two adults with one hand.

If it were put into a previous life, it would easily break the world weightlifting record and make all Olympians despair.

"This is just the physical fitness of the consummation of internal strength, I really don't know how terrifying it should be to far surpass the congenital congenital consummation of internal strength!!"

Song Yifei yearns for the profound realm more and more.

Then he tried the power of the sword again.

In an instant, he could swing four sword shadows, easily piercing a waist-thick tree, leaving a three-foot-deep sword mark on the stone.

In terms of light work, a stride can reach a distance of four meters and 100 meters, and it only takes five or six seconds.

"This strength, in the previous life, was simply a little superman! Ordinary internal strength Dacheng is not my opponent at all! The first is none other than me!"

Song Yifei was very satisfied with the test results.

Changing into a unique outfit for a disciple of the Wudang faction, holding a Wudang sword, Song Yi flew to the main hall of the Xianque Palace.

As for the task of teaching new disciples, it ended three days ago.

The new disciples have already been arranged into various halls and palaces, and the Xianque Palace has also been divided into a lot.

In previous years, Song Yifei needed to bring new disciples to familiarize himself with the environment of the Immortal Que Palace. This year, he is going down the mountain, so naturally he will not arrange such a task.

"Hello Senior Brother Song!"

"Hello Senior Brother Song!"

When they arrived at the gate of the main hall, many disciples who had also been sent down the mountain greeted Song Yifei one after another.

Since he was driven down the mountain, he must have not broken through the internal strength and his qualifications are mediocre.

Although Song Yifei and their talents are half a catty, on the one hand, Song Yifei started early, and on the other hand, Song Yifei has a rich father.

In the future, everyone will struggle at the bottom of the rivers and lakes, and it will definitely be beneficial and harmless to make a rich second-generation network.

No matter how bad it is, when you pass by the door of Song Yifei's house, you can also go in to eat and ask for some entanglement.

With such a mentality, this group of disciples, who are nearly thirty years old, are all very enthusiastic.

"Hello junior brother!"

Song Yifei responded politely one by one.

"Why didn't Senior Brother stay on the mountain like in previous years?"

A disciple asked curiously.

Regarding Song Yifei's spending money to stay in Wudang Mountain to cultivate, the old disciples of Xianque Palace basically knew about it.

For his behavior, everyone gave him a four-word evaluation: people are stupid and have a lot of money.

In fact, there is not much difference between staying on the mountain to cultivate and cultivating under the mountain. Many disciples, after realizing that their talents are mediocre, will take the initiative to apply to go down the mountain, rarely waiting until they are thirty years old.

After all, youth is limited, and instead of wasting youth on the mountain, it is better to go down the mountain and enjoy the world of flowers.

"I want to go down the mountain for a walk!"

Song Yifei's tone was vague, and he prevaricated the question.

Originally, he wanted to go down the mountain to gnaw at the old, but now that he has a system, he naturally wants to make a name for himself and make a career.

In the past few days, he has taken the time to turn around the attractions of Wudang, and there has been no second adventure.

This was also a reason why he had to go down.

"Humph!"

Hearing Song Yifei's pretending words, a disciple wearing a blue-gray power suit with an arrogant look snorted coldly with disdain.

This arrogant-looking disciple was not only dressed differently from them, but the position he was standing in was also faintly separated from them.

"Huh, it turns out that Senior Brother Fang is also here! Could it be that Senior Brother Fang is also going down the mountain?"

Song Yifei showed a look of surprise.

The arrogant disciple's name is Fang Zong, he is Chinese New Year's Eve one year old today, the seventh layer of "Wudang Jiuyang Gong", a second-rate master with great internal strength, and theoretically can continue to stay.

"Hmph, I'm not like someone, who has mediocre qualifications and has to be cheeky to lie on the mountain. Fang Zong said in a mocking tone.

Many years ago, Fang Zong violated the door rules once, and he happened to be bumped into by Song Yifei. Out of kindness, Song Yifei did not report it to the sect, but simply taught him a lesson.

What Song Yifei never expected was that Fang Zong not only didn't know gratitude, but also held a grudge because of this, and often found him to respond.

The original owner was anxious for quick success and went crazy, and he may not be without the merit of this guy's cynicism.

Hearing Fang Zong's words, Song Yifei was not angry.

"What Senior Brother said is extremely true! So I'm going to go down the mountain and go home to inherit my father's Wanguan family wealth! I heard that Senior Brother Fang was sold up the mountain, and if he wants to come down the mountain, he has nowhere to go. If you don't dislike it, our family still lacks a person to wash the toilet!"

Song Yifei smiled and said sincerely.

"The surname is Song, you are looking for death!!"

Fang Zong, who was touched by the reverse scales, instantly pulled out the sword in his hand.

"Ahem, ahem, what's so noisy?"

An old man wearing a purple robe, a fluttering white beard, and a fairy-looking old man walked out of the main hall and asked in a cold tone.

The old man was followed by several middle-aged people who were tall or short, fat or thin, and Song Yifei's master Xuan Youzi was also among them.

"Returning to the palace master! Song Yifei insulted the disciple just now! The disciple was so angry that he drew his sword!"

Fang Zong's wicked man sued first, bowed down and said to the old man.

The old man is none other than the palace master of the Xianque Palace-to the virtual real person!

Under normal circumstances, after becoming an elder, the sect will seal a Dao name to show the heart of seeking immortals and asking questions.

People in the rivers and lakes practice martial arts to practice martial arts, but Wudang, Shaolin and other big factions have to add a name of becoming an immortal and a Buddha, which is relatively high-end.

"Song Yifei, is what Fang Zong said true?"

Zhixu Zhenren frowned, looked at Song Yifei and said.

"The disciple just wanted to invite Sect Master Fang to his house as a guest, but he didn't expect there to be a misunderstanding!"

Song Yifei said with a regretful expression.

"You ...... nonsense"

"Shut up!"

As soon as Fang Zong was about to open his mouth to refute, he was stopped by his master, Sixth Elder Xuan Yuezi.

"For trivial things, what kind of noisy and noisy things will be! You are about to go down the mountain to roam the rivers and lakes, and if you act like this, our Wudang's face will not be lost by you!" Zhixu Zhenren said with a cold face.

"The palace master taught you a lesson!" Song Yifei had a remorseful face.

"The disciple knows his mistake!"

Although he was unwilling, Fang Zong could only obediently admit his mistakes.

"Let's go, don't miss the sect's big business!"

After finishing speaking, Zhixu Zhenren took the lead, took a few elders, and Song Yifei and other disciples rushed to the True Martial Palace.

In previous years, the arrangement of going down the mountain was usually in the Yuxu Palace, but this year, because of the competition, it was changed to the Zhenwu Palace.

There is a mountain road of five or six miles from Xianque Palace to Zhenwu Palace, and it may take half a day for ordinary people to just hurry, but all the people present are martial artists, and naturally they are not comparable to ordinary people.

Zhixu Zhenren and Xuan Youzi and others are all congenital masters, and they don't perform any light skills, and as soon as they step across, they are already five or six meters away.