Time passes, years change. Thirty yuan will pass, and the life of the flood will multiply, and it will gradually begin to be lively. In a small valley in the eastern part of the Flood Wilderness.

"Where am I? Am I not practicing martial arts in Wudang?"

Name: Leader, Age: 25 years old, Gender: Male. Since childhood, he was raised by Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain, and his parents were ominous. The old Taoist priest who picked up the sect leader said that he was born with wisdom and was the best person to inherit his mantle, and hoped that he could carry forward Taoism, so he named him the sect leader.

The sect leader really lived up to expectations, and at the age of 25, he reached the extreme of the existing martial arts in the world, and no one could beat him in the dark kung fu, and he was even more familiar with the Taoist classics. The old Taoist priest was very satisfied, and wanted to wait until the sect leader honed his temperament for a few more years, and then passed on the Wudang Sect to him, who knows................

Under the influence of the old Taoist priest, the sect leader has been extremely obsessed with martial arts and Taoist classics since he was a child, and his lifelong dream is to enter the realm of true martial arts mentioned by Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng. On this day, the sect leader found a way to go further in martial arts in the idle classics of Wudang: because the earth has entered the era of the end of the law, the aura can no longer be felt, and it is necessary to feel the existence of the aura on the top of Wudang Mountain in the stormy, thunder and lightning stormy weather, and absorb the aura to break through the shackles of acquired martial arts.

As a result, on the first attempt, the Sect Master was struck by a huge dark purple lightning arc, carrying the Sect Master's soul here.

"I remember, I was struck by lightning, but how am I still alive, is this the underworld, why is the underworld so beautiful?" muttered the sect leader.

It didn't take long for the Sect Master to make many discoveries. The good news is that he is not dead, and he still has the legendary divine sense, but the bad news is that he has become a giant red ball of three feet, and he doesn't know what will happen next.

A month has passed, the sect leader, no, it is the red giant ball floating boringly in the small valley, I don't know what to do, this valley is bound by an unknown force, the sect leader can only spin in the valley, even if the valley is beautiful, I am tired of watching it for a month, fortunately, the sect leader does not feel hungry or thirsty.

"Hey, all the Taoist classics have been sorted out, what are you going to do next?" said the sect leader boringly.

"It's been a long time since I've practiced martial arts, I really want to practice martial arts! Yes, I'll practice martial arts, although I can't do movements, I can think of myself as an adult's body, and cultivate dark energy. "The character of the sect leader is to do what he thinks. As soon as the sect leader cultivated, he was surprised to find that there was a large amount of spiritual energy in his body running with his dark energy. It is also felt that the aura enters the body from the outside world.

"Reiki, it's actually Reiki, there's a rich aura everywhere here, am I a pig, why didn't I feel it, I wasted a month. Absorb the aura according to the method left by the patriarch and try to cultivate. "Although the aura absorption method left by Zhang Sanfeng is very crude, it is more than ten times faster than the sect leader's independent absorption. There are no years in the mountains, and in the blink of an eye, ten thousand years have been spent in the cultivation of the sect master.

In the past 10,000 years, the sect leader's body has become more and more solid, and his blood-red appearance has gradually begun to fade. Suddenly, thunderclouds began to cover the sky over the valley, and a scene of annihilation began to slowly form, but the sect leader at this time was unaware of it, still immersed in cultivation. With a loud bang, nine purple divine thunderbolts the size of three zhang slashed towards the sect leader in the valley, but they were blocked out of the valley by the natural protective array outside the valley. At the same time, the last trace of blood red in the sect leader's body disappeared, and a large amount of information began to violently blast into the sect leader's sea of consciousness, and the sect leader immediately woke up from his cultivation.

"Pain!ah!" the sect leader roared frantically, if it weren't for the sect master's sea of knowledge after the baptism of thunder, his soul would have been scattered at this time. As if for a long time, the Sect Master ushered in his first benefit since he crossed over. In the slow chaos, a giant man held a giant axe and slashed in the chaos, and the mysterious axe marks made the sect leader fascinated. As soon as the style of painting changed, the giant man was invincible in the crowd of three thousand gods and demons............

After accepting this sudden inheritance, the sect leader understood that he was accidentally brought here by the most mysterious Purple Thunder of the Creation of All Things, and that he could only survive by the favor of the Pangu God. After he came to the Flood Wilderness, the great god of Pangu used a drop of his own essence blood to cover all the past tracks for himself, so that he had the identity card of the creatures of the Flood Wilderness, so that even the Heavenly Dao thought that he was transformed by a drop of Pangu's essence blood, otherwise at the beginning of the opening of the heavens, he would be turned into ashes by the Heavenly Dao. In order to prevent himself from being exposed, the Great God of Pangu even injected the merits of opening the heavens into the body of the sect leader, so that no one would be able to calculate the sect leader's past. Therefore, the sect leader, like other great gods, has a large array of hidden guards supplemented by defense.

Boom Boom Boom ..... The huge thunder roared and pulled the sect leader back to reality, and at this time, the sect master's second wave of purple divine thunder with a size of nine and ten zhang had already fallen, and the divine thunder only paused in the valley protection array, and slashed directly at the sect leader as the protection array broke. The spirit of martial arts for many years has already made the sect leader's Taoist heart firm. The sect leader flew directly into the air, agitating the aura of his whole body to form a Tai Chi shield in front of him, directly colliding with the purple thunder. With a bang, the sect leader was slashed upside down and flew back, but the nine purple thunders had already disappeared. The Sect Master on the earth re-energized his aura and waited for the next wave of thunder tribulations to come.

Boom, the more powerful third wave of thunder tribulation came, the sect leader looked at the thunder tribulation falling in the air, and the sect leader condensed three Taiji shields in front of him to form a three-talent array. Boom, a violent impact sounded, and the sect leader's shield was all shattered, and it was split ten feet away. And the thunderstorm in the sky is not over, it is still brewing. The sect leader was in a hurry, why hadn't it been over yet, the ordinary transformation tribulation was only three waves, how could there be? How could the sect leader know that this was a test descended by the Great Dao and not the Heavenly Dao, after passing the sea and the sky, but turning into ashes, who called the sect leader an outlier.

Seeing that the fourth wave of thunder tribulation was about to fall, the sect leader's heart was like ashes, "Is this the end, what should I do, give up, no, how can I be worthy of the Pangu God if I die like this, how can I be worthy of my martial arts, how can I passively defend against martial arts, this is not my strongest strength." ”

With that, the sect leader rose into the sky and went straight to the nine purple divine thunders that descended.

The sect leader shuttled in the thunder and lightning, "He is strong, he is strong, the breeze blows the hills, he is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river." "Strands of Tai Chi Dao rhyme continue to spread in the thunderstorm.

I saw that the Thunder Tribulation was constantly being pulled around, differentiated and absorbed, and in the blink of an eye, the fourth wave of the Thunder Tribulation disappeared, and the momentum of the Sect Leader became stronger and stronger, and the Sect Master was completely immersed in this understanding of the Dao. The fifth wave of thunder tribulation dissipated, the sixth wave of thunder tribulation dissipated, the seventh wave of thunder tribulation dissipated, the eighth wave of thunder tribulation dissipated, and the ninth wave of thunder tribulation dissipated. With a long roar from the sect leader, the clouds in the sky dissipated, and boundless golden light sprinkled towards the sect leader. After a stick of incense, the golden light dissipated, and a Taoist priest wearing a white Tai Chi Taoist robe appeared out of thin air, this Taoist priest was eight feet long, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and wore a Tai Chi Taoist crown. There is no doubt that this person is the leader of the sect.