Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Limit of Martial Arts
The Sanqing courtyard was completely boiling.
A golden light broke through the sky, reflecting the entire old temple mountain.
Bai Yichen's white clothes were stained with blood at the moment, and his hair was messy.
He looked at the shattered Dao bell in front of him, a little stunned.
Just as he was fighting against that mysterious power with the help of Hongmeng Daoji's Purple Luck Qi, another power suddenly rose out of his body, and after fusing with the Purple Luck Qi, that mysterious power could no longer be suppressed, and was completely expelled from Bai Yichen's body by the new force.
At this moment, the blue sky is like a wash, and the golden light is shining.
Everyone also recovered from the shock, and was about to step forward to congratulate them, when a cloud of light fell straight down, enveloping Bai Yichen.
I saw that the wounds left by him ringing the bell all disappeared in an instant.
Bai Yichen's whole body, his breath was rising steadily, and the people outside looked at it, but after a while, the power of True Yuan appeared in his palm.
Bai Yichen was in the clouds, pretending to condense the true yuan, but he was a little surprised in his heart.
If he was really just an innate martial artist, this cloud light would indeed help him condense the effect of the True Yuan, and ordinary people would be excited, if he did it in one step, he would directly advance from a martial artist to a True Yuan Realm cultivator.
But Bai Yichen himself is a genuine Jindan Realm monk, and the role of this cloud seems to be different.
Under his careful understanding, with his heart, he couldn't help but smile on his face.
Presumably, this is the reward of the ten rings of the Dao bell.
This cloud of light entered the body, and his cultivation did not increase in the slightest, but the trajectory of his spiritual power was like being covered with a layer of faint light, and this light was looming, as if it had the ability to hide cultivation.
Although in the Sanqing Academy, everyone could not gain insight into Bai Yichen's Dan Realm cultivation, but thinking that in that Dao Yuan Sect, the heavens were gathered, and the masters were like clouds, I was afraid that as soon as he entered the front foot, there would be masters who would see through the secrets he tried his best to hide and plot against him.
The purification of this cloud light undoubtedly gave Bai Yichen a good guarantee before he entered the Dao Yuan Sect and solved a great problem for him.
From then on, as long as Bai Yichen did not take the initiative to manifest it, even if he was a Dao Domain Great Cultivator, he might not be able to see his true realm.
The clouds dispersed, and Bai Yichen walked out.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother Bai. ”
"Senior Brother Bai is really a god, and he actually rang the debut bell ten times. ”
"In the future, I will enter the Dao Yuan Sect, and I hope that Senior Brother Bai will take care of me. ”
The people around him all gathered around, flattering and complimenting in every possible way.
Even Yan Peng had to put a smile on his face at this time, and laughed: "Hahaha, since Brother Bai was admitted to the hospital, I knew that you must not be a thing in the pool, and now it seems that you are really a genius." ”
Bai Yichen just smiled and saw everyone, he walked up to the master of the Sanqing Courtyard, and said with some guilt: "The master of the courtyard, in this test, destroy the Dao Bell, and hope to forgive the sin." ”
He could see that this bell should be a special spiritual weapon, and I am afraid that it is of great value.
"It's okay, it's okay, Dao Yuan Sect Thousand Bird Peak has a Xuanhuang main bell, this is just a secondary bell, just repair it, compared to this matter, my fishing city can produce a young man with potential like you, this is a big deal, even Dao Yuan Zong will leave a mark in the chronicle, you are really a long face for my fishing city." The master of Sanqing Courtyard looked at Bai Yichen, his eyes were shining, and he waved his hand.
"Yes, Yichen, you are now a True Yuan Realm monk, and when you return to the Dao Yuan Sect, I will definitely introduce you to the Six Peaks, and maybe you will have the opportunity to worship under the Upper Immortal Sect and become a personal disciple. Zhou Yan doesn't smile on weekdays, but he is in a very good mood at the moment, and he also has the heart to win over Bai Yichen, and even the title has become affectionate.
Yan Peng, who was on the side, was also shocked when he heard this, and a cloud of jealousy suddenly burst out in his heart.
Disciple of the family, he once heard his cousin say that it is a completely different identity from other disciples, and the ordinary elders in the sect will treat each other as equals, and this kid surnamed Bai is really about to ascend to the sky in one step.
Just when there was peace and joy in Sanqing Courtyard, the sound of horses' hooves sounded on the mountain road.
After a while, a group of soldiers in iron armor and silver spears in their hands stopped at the gate of Sanqing Courtyard.
The leader is a middle-aged man with a slightly rough appearance.
Di Shao was not angry, the horses neighed, and shouted in a deep voice towards the Sanqing Courtyard, "Po Wuwei flattered the military order, and came to the Sanqing Courtyard in the fishing city to search, and asked everyone in the courtyard to come out and be inspected. ”
I said yes, but I didn't have much politeness.
"Martial Dao Qi!" The face of the Sanqing Courtyard Master suddenly changed.
"Why are they here?" said Elder Lian and Zhou Yan as they looked at each other.
Bai Yichen's hand was clenched in his sleeve, others didn't know, how could he forget.
This martial arts qi is exclusive to breaking the martial guard, specializing in restraining the Xuanmen Dao method, and he often felt such an aura when he was in the Taixuanmen disaster.
If the culprit behind the Taixuan Tribulation was the Zhongtian Dynasty, then Po Wuwei was the executioner who cleared the way for the Dynasty, and his body was stained with the blood of the monks outside the Fang, which was daunting.
As soon as the group of people came out of the courtyard, they saw that Wu Wei was rushing in, covering the entire Sanqing Courtyard inside and out.
"What do you mean by that?" said Elder Lian angrily, looking at the person at the head.
"The general has already said that he is here on military orders, you just need to follow the order, and you don't need to know anything else. ”
"Presumptuous!" Elder Lian was about to say something, but was stopped by Zhou Yan.
I saw Zhou Yan arch his hand and said: "In the Outer Gate Elder Zhou Yan of the Lower Dao Yuan Sect, this Sanqing Courtyard is the place under the Dao Yuan Sect, and now the special recruitment for entering the sect is being held, and I hope the general ......."
"What nonsense! It's just an outer elder, you all stay and go, and when the search is over, I'll just let you know. Di Shao said impatiently, not taking Sanqing Yuan in his eyes at all.
As a general of Po Wuwei, he is specifically responsible for the affairs of the imperial dynasty to deal with the outside of the party, so he has also come into contact with many monks outside the party.
During the Wude years, with the support of Emperor Sheng, Yang Mao, the Duke of Zhenguo, single-handedly created Po Wuwei.
In the early years, Yang Mao was just a martial artist among the people, working as a martial artist in an inconspicuous martial arts hall. But he has been obsessed with studying martial arts since he was a child, and he is a genius who is not understood by ordinary people.
Emperor Sheng, who was still a prince at that time, met Yang Mao by chance, brought him back, and fully supported him in his martial arts ambitions.
Later, if the sky did not live up to him, Yang Mao took secular martial arts as the foundation, found another way, and created a new martial arts system that had never been seen before, which shocked the world.
Breaking the shackles of worldly martial arts also gave those who were deficient in their talent for cultivation an alternative way out, igniting their fiery hope.
Later, the southern realm set off a trend of "abandoning the way and worshiping martial arts", and the status of the martial artists was improved, and they all worshiped him, the founder of the new martial arts, and they worked hard to study the essence of martial arts on Yang Mao's "Martial Arts Limit", so as to reach the legendary martial saint realm as soon as possible and look down on the world.
As a result, Po Wuwei has become the most fanatical representative of them.
In their eyes, martial arts represent the highest achievement, and everyone is proud of breaking martial arts, and the Xuanmen Taoism practiced by monks outside the party is some crooked and evil ways that do not enter the stream, and cannot be compared with their martial arts.
With the development, the weapons used by the Broken Martial Guards have added the power of the newly smelted martial soul from the Zhongtian Emperor's Divine Craftsman's Shop, which can effectively restrain the so-called spiritual weapons of most of the monks outside the square, so with the same combat power, they don't take the monks seriously.
Looking at the anger of the people in the Sanqing Academy, Di Shao didn't care at all, he had already found out on the way to the place, the highest cultivation of the Sanqing Academy master in this group of people was just a monk in the late stage of the True Yuan Realm, with a silver gun in hand, when it could be crushed, it became more and more unscrupulous.