Chapter 43
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Originally, Zhang Yuan planned to complete the creation technique within a week, but now he decided to advance the time to within a week to let them see what it means A true genius.
However.
On second thought, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
Although his love affair was exposed in a violent way because Lu Xueqi was naive, he had planned to confess it to Master Shuiyue. I just didn't expect it to be exposed so quickly.
Paper cannot cover fire.
Whether it is exposed early or exposed late, it must be exposed.
As long as you handle this problem yourself.
This has never been a good thing.
Maybe I can be with Lu Xueqi in advance.
After Zhang Yuan figured this out, his thoughts became clear and he no longer had any other uneasy emotions.
Master Shuiyue took Lu Xueqi away for seclusion.
The top two contestants of Qimai Huiwu are missing one, so the finals of Qimai Huiwu have been put on hold for the time being.
Zhang Yuan and Lu Xueqi tied for first place.
As for rewards?
It has also been put on hold for the time being.
If Zhang Yuan can create the technique, give Zhang Yuan the Liuhe Mirror as a reward. If the technique cannot be created, most of the rewards of Liuhe Mirror will be lost.
After Zhang Yuan came out of Yuqing Hall, he returned to Xiaozhu Peak.
Inside Xiaozhu Peak.
He was keenly aware that the surrounding disciples looked at him with different looks. One of them was shock and admiration, and the other was probably the look of a toad wanting to eat swan meat.
Sure enough...
Human nature often means that you can't see your brothers suffering, but you can't see your brothers driving a Land Rover. When he was blind before, he was looked down upon by them, but now he has become the champion of the Seven Meridians Martial Arts. Some people still can't reduce the contempt in their eyes, and they still can't see my kindness.
The contempt was replaced by the look of a toad wanting to eat swan meat.
If you are only a little outstanding, others will only add insult to injury, become even more envious and jealous, think that you are lucky, and will mock you warmly in your ears.
But if you are extremely good, so good that they despair. You will become their idol and a topic of conversation for them after dinner.
Zhang Yuan is only a little better now, but it is far from enough.
He must be so good that others despair.
On Xiaozhu Peak, no one greeted Zhang Yuan except Xiao Shi.
He didn’t say hello to anyone else either.
He returned directly to his cave.
Then he moved to the Sutra Pavilion the next day and read the secret books of the exercises day and night. He could read the secret books very quickly, with ten lines at a glance, which took almost ten minutes to half an hour. Just like that, you can read a secret book.
And understand the secret book thoroughly.
Although it may not be possible to release the techniques in the secret book, the principles inside are clearly studied. At this rate, he would be able to read all the secret books on the fourth floor of the Sutra Pavilion in about three days.
The remaining four days. He classified it like this. The last day was used to create the techniques, and the remaining three days were spent preparing to go to the head of the Seven Meridians one by one and squeeze out all the secret books at the bottom of their boxes.
Because there is something wrong with Qimai Huiwu.
The original plan to go to Kongsang Mountain to search for the traces of the demon in the first four days was also shelved. The leader sent an elder from Tongtian Peak to handle this matter personally.
Time passes quickly.
In a blink of an eye.
It's the seventh day of Zhang Yuan's plan.
Zhang Yuan was sitting cross-legged on the fourth floor of the Sutra Pavilion, recalling all the secret books he had read this week in his mind, preparing to integrate them and create a new technique.
"Have you heard? That blind man, who was originally a waste of the Qingyun Sect, is now brazenly talking about creating a new skill? It's really ridiculous."
"Creating a skill It is more difficult than reaching the sky. Since ancient times, it has been possible. Anyone who can create a skill is a master or a powerful person who has made great achievements in a certain field. What can Zhang Yuan, a guy who has just practiced for five years, do?"
"Isn't this funny?"
"Zhang Yuan has been in the Sutra Pavilion for a few days, and went to the Seven Meridians Headquarters to learn the technique of pressing the bottom of the box. It is said that he is planning to create the technique today. If the creation technique is successful, it will be fine. If the creation technique is successful, it will be good. If this method fails, I'm afraid Qingyun Sect will no longer be able to accommodate him. . Self-destruction and cultivation are all minor, and being executed directly to shut him up forever is Zhang Yuan’s final fate. After all, no one will let a person who is proficient in the Seven Meridians Kung Fu live.”
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Qingyun Ancestral Temple.
A white-haired middle-aged and elderly man stood nearby and listened quietly.
Although this middle-aged and elderly man was cleaning the ancestral temple with a broom, he looked like a sweeping monk. But the clothes are better than snow, flawless, unstained by dust, and the otherworldly temperament is undoubtedly revealed.
He has a tall and straight body, an unparalleled handsome face, and deep and three-dimensional facial features.
This is Wan Jianyi, the hidden boss of Qingyun Sect.
Wan Jianyi, as a peerless genius of the Qingyun Sect, once suppressed an era, but due to an accident, he mistakenly killed Tian Chengzi, the seventeenth generation leader of the Qingyun Sect, and committed a capital crime. Later, he was rescued by Daoxuan Zhenren and stayed at Qingyun Ancestral Temple for the rest of his life.
In fact, his cultivation is strong enough.
Compared to Master Daoxuan, he is not inferior at all.
At this time, he listened to the whispers in his ears and fell into deep thought. In fact, he had heard about Zhang Yuan a long time ago.
Zhang Yuan joined Qingyun Sect for five years, and then step by step he got to where he is now. In five years, he has achieved the highest level of strength in Qingyun Sect. This talent is really great.
They are even more powerful than he was before.
Wan Jian had a feeling of sympathy for Zhang Yuan. Ah, bah, no, it should be a feeling of sympathy for each other. They are all geniuses of Qingyun Sect, and they got to where they are now step by step.
In fact, when Wan Jianyi first heard Zhang Yuan’s story, although it was a bit unbelievable, it was not unacceptable. After thinking about it carefully later, I was still willing to believe Zhang Yuan.
Isn’t it just about creating exercises?
If there is such a gifted person who can teach himself without a teacher and is born with an affinity for Tao and Dharma, is it not necessarily impossible for him to create Kung Fu? Master Daoxuan indeed went too far in this matter.
Why don’t you want to believe Zhang Yuan?
What should we do if we force this genius away?
Wan Jianyi stood outside the ancestral temple and listened for a long time. He stood there like a sculpture. He didn’t know how long it took. He finally decided that it was time to walk out of the ancestral temple. No matter what, he could not let Zhang Yuan, a genius, was kicked out of Qingyun Sect.
His end was miserable enough.
Zhang Yuan should have a better future than me.
Wan Jianyi murmured at the corner of his mouth, moved his steps, and disappeared from the ancestral temple in an instant. No one else noticed anything, as if Wan Jianyi had never existed.
(End of this chapter)