In the blink of an eye, days have passed.

Compared with the loneliness of the past, the flying peak is quite lively.

On the stone platform, nine figures rise and fall, the moves are volleyed, the practice of martial arts is crazy, the true qi is transformed into shape, and many wonderful images are derived.

The golden eagle is silent, the falcon is fierce, the morning sun is shining, the furnace is blazing, the nine dragons are grabbing pearls, the sea is turbulent, the mountains are not moving, the clouds are rising, and the wind is angry......

Nine visions, nine martial arts, each has its own wonderful use, but without exception, they are all powerful, beyond the martial arts on the surface of the rivers and lakes, almost into the mystery.

"I have practiced the Golden Eagle Swimming Skills taught by my predecessors, and this big competition is expected!"

"Senior brother, that's right! The power of the Sky Splitting Eagle Claw Skill of the predecessor is incomparable, I feel like I can fight ten!"

"Hmph, I think too much, Uncle Wudang has not only passed on your exercises, but also us!"

"That's right! My Taizu Nine Dragon Fist is really powerful!"

"Wrong! My furnace fire qi refining method is even more mysterious!"

......

The nine members of the Taoist sect were successful in practice, their confidence swelled, and no one was convinced, and they immediately argued with each other.

"After martial arts training, your fate with this seat is over, it's time to go down the mountain!" At this time, a flat voice sounded, and suddenly a basin of cold water poured down from the top of the head.

"Is this going down the mountain?" the nine had no intention of arguing anymore.

Obviously, I only stayed in the mountains for two or three days, why are I so reluctant?

They let out a long sigh, this feeling of wholeheartedly devoting themselves to the Heavenly Mandate Martial Arts was so wonderful that it was addictive.

But the martial arts have been practiced, and there is really no reason to stay anymore.

And it's a pity that I can't listen to the teachings of Uncle Wudang in the future!

They felt deep regret, and then nodded at each other, and they all bowed down to the top of the flying peak.

"The predecessors taught the Tao and passed on the law, the grace of ignition, the powerlessness is repaid, and the younger generations will never forget!"

They feel admiration, gratitude, and reverence from the bottom of their hearts......

As the so-called......

The Tao should not be taught lightly, and the Dharma should not be passed on to the six ears.

How precious is it to teach the Dharma?

Master, also Master.

This is no less than giving birth to a great grace.

Selflessly preach the law, without asking for anything in return, even if the rivers and lakes are big, I have only heard of Wudang's little uncle.

Thinking about it, they can't help but feel upset.

"Being able to climb the preaching cliff is due to your fate. I only hope that you and others can rely on this to walk the right path and protect the Taoist system. If one day, if you dare to take my martial arts as a disaster, I will personally take action to knock you into the dust, and you will never be able to live forever!"

At first, the words were faint, but later, they were already cold and cold, full of merciless warnings, like angry thunder shaking in my heart.

"The juniors don't dare!" The nine Daoist sects were frightened, and they were suddenly frightened into a cold sweat, and they didn't dare to say anything.

After a long time of no response, they cautiously looked up, only to see that the figure standing in the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain had disappeared out of thin air.

"Senior, are you leaving?" they looked reluctant.

But when they were about to descend the mountain, they thought that the trip was worthwhile, and even had an opportunity far beyond their imagination, and they turned to excitement again.

At this moment, they feel that they are in better shape than ever.

Such a self should be able to go further in the second round of the competition, and it will definitely surprise others.

They were full of ambition, their eyes were shining, and they took one last look at the blessed land behind them that had transformed them into bones, and then jumped down one by one.

Woowoo......

Thousands of cliffs, the body is falling sharply, and the mountain wind is whistling and whining in the ears.

"What's the sound? Why does it sound so familiar?"

Flying to the mountain behind the peak, a group of people heard the sound of déjà vu cutting through the air, looked up, and suddenly saw nine meteors falling from the sky.

"Is it ......?"

With the previous experience, they were no longer frightened and fled in a hurry, but took the initiative to meet it, wanting to see the true face of the meteor.

As he got closer, he saw that the so-called meteor was just nine figures, dressed in different robes.

It was before that they were hostile to the people in the Daomen who were full of scattered cultivation in the rivers and lakes to seize opportunities.

But compared to before, each one is very different.

Although these nine people are already a few geniuses in the Taoist sect, after all, they are young and have a vain breath, but now they seem to have been ignited, their breath is condensed, and they have an aggressive atmosphere, which can't help but make people jealous.

In just a few days, there have been such amazing changes, it is simply incredible, which shows how much opportunity they have gained.

These Jianghu cultivators who came in the name of Mu Wudang's little uncle but never felt a little bit of chance had extremely complicated faces, and they couldn't hide their envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Look!" The nine members of the Dao Sect stood still, and suddenly Yin Zhixing, the senior brother of the Qiyun Sect, pointed to the cliff, and the other eight people followed the prestige, and saw the smooth cliff directly above the inscription, "Poor monk Fahai, the Tao is here!"

Eight big characters, finger force into the stone, vigorous and powerful.

"Lu Zhenren has no family opinion, and he has passed on his wonderful martial arts to us, how can we turn a blind eye?"

"Yes, although we are not as broad-minded as our predecessors, how can we blindly cherish our own feathers!"

"Come along!"

......

The nine people of the Taoist sect looked at each other and nodded, so in the surprised eyes of everyone's scattered cultivators, they walked to the cliff and made a move.

Claw falls, sword stabs, knife carvings......

簌簌簌......

Stone powder is pouring down.

Lines of handwriting are clearly traced, and they are inscribed on them.

"There is no class to teach, and all beings are edified. The great grace of the predecessors is remembered by the younger generations. - Qi Yun Sect is determined to act!"

"Senior brother, that's right! - Qiyun Sect Weng Jin Pengli!"

"As soon as I saw Wudang Lu Zhenren, I saw that the avenue was on —— Magu faction Cai Daoyuan!"

"At the end of the sea, the sky is the shore, and the mountain is the peak. - Qianqing Zili of the Northern Underworld Sect!"

"If you don't enter the rivers and lakes, you don't know the size of the world. I don't see Uncle Wudang, and I don't know the profundity of martial arts. ——Lushan Peak Chen Xu Shili!"

......

Nine people, nine lines of handwriting, full of reverence.

"Hahaha......" Then the nine people stopped, bowed their hands to each other, and then each strode away.

Uncle Wudang, what kind of god is it?

When they were far away, those Jianghu cultivators approached cautiously, looking at the fresh handwriting, muttering in their mouths, their hearts were surging, and they couldn't wait to immediately put wings on their backs and fly to the top of the mountain.

But when they looked up, the top of the mountain was in the clouds, and there was no end in sight, and they immediately beat their swollen hearts back to their original shape.

They sighed in unison.

Hey, if you want to see Uncle Wudang, it's really harder than climbing to the sky......

......

The nine paths descended the mountain and left separately.

The scene that happened at the bottom of the mountain naturally couldn't escape Lu Chunliang's eyes on the mountain, and he smiled slightly.

The Taoist heritage is unparalleled in the world, and talents are even more numerous.

These nine realms are already very good among the younger generation of the rivers and lakes, but they are only medium-class geniuses in the Daomen, and there are upper-class geniuses and peerless geniuses above them.

What kind of astonishing martial arts inheritance will they have?

I'm really looking forward to it!

When these nine realms emerge in the big competition, they will not be able to sit still compared to those people!

The bait has been sprinkled, just waiting to be baited!

The leeks are green and lush, so cute, I really never get tired of cutting them......