Wuji Sect, on the towering fairy mountain, the majestic mountain gate stands.
Stepping into the sect, a wide bluestone trail winds and stretches toward the depths of the sect. On both sides of the trail, spiritual plants swayed, their leaves shimmering with crystal spiritual light. The breeze blew and the branches and leaves rustled, as if they were singing ancient spiritual songs in a low voice. The well-proportioned palaces are looming in the clouds and mist, and the sculptures of auspicious animals on the eaves and rafters are vivid, as if they will rise into the sky and fly in the sky in the next second. On the walls of the palace, the legendary deeds of the ancestors are painted in colorful and dazzling colors. Although they have been baptized by the years, they are still as bright as before, silently demonstrating the profound heritage of the sect.
In the martial arts arena, the scorching sun is high and the light is like fire. Many disciples are dressed in powerful clothes and have strong postures. They are immersed in hard training. The fists and feet danced, the wind roared, and the light of spiritual power danced and shimmered around them like stars. Some disciples focus on the practice of swordsmanship. The sword flowers are flying, the cold light is dazzling, and each sword contains powerful power; some disciples are devoted to boxing. The fists are so fierce and powerful that they seem to be able to shake mountains and rivers. In the alchemy room not far away, green smoke is rising, the fragrance of medicine is coming to your nose, and the fire is burning brightly. The alchemists are focused, with fine beads of sweat on their foreheads. The magic tools in their hands are turning over and over, and they are adjusting the fire accurately. Looking forward to the birth of a furnace of peerless elixirs. The library is solemn and solemn, the door is closed, and countless precious secret books are sleeping inside. Occasionally, disciples step in with awe and gentleness, hoping to draw the power of knowledge from it and improve their own cultivation.
On this seemingly ordinary day, a powerful and unfamiliar aura suddenly swept over like a raging tide, instantly breaking the tranquility of the sect. Master Xuanfeng Zhenren is in seclusion in a secret room to meditate on high-level exercises, and the spiritual energy around his body is like a turbulent whirlpool, surging endlessly. This aura broke in forcefully, like a boulder thrown into a lake, instantly disrupting the rhythm of his practice. He opened his eyes suddenly, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes: Where did this majestic aura come from? Could it be that a powerful enemy is invading? Or is there a peerless expert in our sect who will break through? Countless thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. He did not dare to delay at all, and quickly stood up, preparing to explore the source of the breath.
In the most secret retreat room deep inside the sect, the Supreme Elder also sensed something. He has been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and his skills have already reached the state of transformation, and he treats the outside world as if he is in another world. But this breath was too powerful, like a bomb, stirring up thousands of waves in his calm perception. He slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes, which seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles. "Interesting, it seems that something big has happened to the sect." His voice was low and rich, echoing in the secret room for a long time, like the sound of a bell.
This aura that shocked everyone was exactly what Li Yang brought with him when he returned. After he broke through to King Wu's fifth level, his strength made a qualitative leap. The moment he stepped into the sect, the powerful aura was like a raging tsunami, spreading around with overwhelming force. Wherever it went, the spiritual energy vibrated and everything was shocked.
The Supreme Elder's mind moved, and powerful spiritual power instantly enveloped his body, and his figure disappeared into the secret room like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Li Yang. I saw him with gray hair, like the first snow in winter. He was dressed in a simple robe, his clothes were fluttering in the wind, and his face was peaceful but majestic. Master Xuanfeng Zhenren also hurried over, followed by several solemn-looking elders and a group of true disciples who looked astonished. When everyone saw the Supreme Elder appearing, they all knelt down to salute and shouted: "Greetings to the Supreme Elder!" The voices were neat and loud, like rolling thunder, echoing over the sect for a long time.
Li Yang raised his head, his eyes met with the Supreme Elder, and a strong sense of oppression surged in his heart. He only felt that the strength of the old man in front of him was unfathomable, like a vast ocean, and he was just a drop in the ocean in front of him, insignificant.
The Supreme Elder looked Li Yang up and down, his eyes full of surprise: "At such a young age, you have reached the fifth level of King Wu. Who are you? Where do you come from?" Li Yang bowed respectfully and replied: "Disciple Li Yang was originally a disciple of the Wuji Sect. He went out for training a few days ago and got a chance to make a breakthrough by chance.”
Master Xuanfeng, the master, took a step forward and said: "Tai Shang Elder, this son is indeed a disciple of our sect. Although his qualifications were mediocre before, he has been working hard. I didn't expect that this time I went out, there would be such an amazing transformation."
The Supreme Elder nodded slightly, with admiration in his eyes: "Yes, it is not easy to break through to such a realm in such a short period of time. It seems that I have a successor to the Wuji Sect."
The elders present were all shocked. They stared at Li Yang closely, their hearts filled with doubts and curiosity. One of the white-haired elders couldn't help but ask: "Li Yang, how did you do it? In this short period of time, your strength has improved so much."
Li Yang then recounted his experience in the mysterious ruins in detail. After everyone heard this, they were all amazed. The various dangers and opportunities in the ruins made everyone nervous and excited at times. When they heard the thrilling scene of Li Yang facing the powerful guardian beast, everyone couldn't help but take a breath, and their hearts were in their throats; and when they learned that he had successfully obtained peerless skills and rare treasures, they all showed envy and joy. His eyes were filled with admiration and admiration.
And those true disciples were even more stunned. Many of them have always been proud of their talents and have been practicing hard in the sect to reach their current level. But the appearance of Li Yang made them realize that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Li Yang, who was once inconspicuous in their eyes, now stands at a height that is difficult for them to reach and has become the object of their admiration.
A true disciple said with envy on his face: "Brother Li Yang, you are really amazing. Please take care of us junior brothers and sisters in the future." Other disciples also agreed, their eyes full of admiration and expectation, and their voices filled with A touch of ingratiation and eagerness.
Li Yang smiled and nodded: "We are all from the same sect, so we should help each other. I hope we can make progress together and bring glory to the sect." His words were modest and gentle, but he revealed a sense of confidence and responsibility.
The Supreme Elder looked at this scene with a gratified smile on his face: "Okay, okay! I am lucky to have juniors like you in the Wuji Sect. I hope you can keep the sect's teachings in mind, practice hard, and contribute to the prosperity of our sect. Contribute.”
After saying that, the Supreme Elder flashed and disappeared from everyone's eyes again. Master Xuanfeng, the master of the sect, looked at Li Yang and said: "Li Yang, your return this time has brought new hope to the sect. From today on, you are the core disciple of our sect and enjoy all the benefits of a core disciple. . I hope you can continue to work hard and achieve greater success.”
Li Yang saluted respectfully again: "Thank you so much for your love, Sect Leader and Supreme Elder. I will definitely live up to my expectations and devote myself to the sect."
After that, Li Yang started a stable and fulfilling period of practice in Wuji Sect. He was arranged to enter the sect's top training cave. The spiritual energy here was so rich that it was like a substantial mist. He could grasp a handful of spiritual power by reaching out and grabbing it. With a gentle breath, you can feel the spiritual energy flowing happily in the meridians, like a smart stream, nourishing every acupoint. The cave is also equipped with a special spiritual spring. The spring water is crystal clear and contains rich spiritual essence. Li Yang soaks in the spiritual spring every day and practices. It can not only quickly restore the consumed spiritual energy, but also continuously nourish and temper the physical body. The meridians made his body stronger and his spiritual power more powerful.
The sect's library is also fully open to him. Li Yang read all kinds of ancient secret books eagerly. From profound martial arts techniques to mysterious methods of using spiritual power, he benefited a lot from every book. He often stayed in the library for a whole day, immersed in the ocean of knowledge, and had conversations with sages across time and space. Sometimes he was amazed by the exquisite martial arts moves, and sometimes he meditated hard on the obscure spiritual power theory. Every time he understood it, his strength improved to a higher level.
The elders of the alchemy room also paid special attention to Li Yang and customized a series of precious elixirs for him. These elixirs can not only help him break through the bottleneck of his cultivation, but also enhance his physical fitness and spiritual power. Li Yang followed the instructions of the elders and took the elixir on time, and his cultivation speed increased by leaps and bounds. With the help of the elixir, his spiritual power continued to grow like a snowball, and his realm became more and more stable.
Under such favorable training conditions, Li Yang's strength continued to rise like mushrooms after a spring rain. His realm of the Fifth Heavenly Heaven of the Martial King became more and more stable, and he gradually developed his own unique fighting style. He combined the peerless swordsmanship acquired in the mysterious ruins with his own spiritual power characteristics to create a set of extremely powerful swordsmanship. This set of sword skills combines his unique understanding of spiritual power and exquisite control. When the sword is drawn, the sword is as powerful as a rainbow penetrating the sun. The sword wind roars and can cut the surrounding air into pieces. Time flies, and months pass in the blink of an eye. On a sunny morning, Li Yang was concentrating on practicing in the cave. Suddenly, there was a burst of rapid footsteps. He slowly opened his eyes, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes. I saw a disciple rushing into the cave in a panic, kneeling on one knee, and said hastily: "Senior Brother Li Yang, something bad is going on! The sect has received news that the once-in-a-decade battle with the Demon Sect is about to begin early! The leader summoned all core disciples and went to the meeting hall to discuss countermeasures! ”
Li Yang was shocked when he heard this. He knew very well that this battle was related to the honor and dignity of the sect. The outcome would not only affect the sect's status in the spiritual fantasy continent, but may also determine the sect's future development direction. This battle is a contest of strength between the sects, and it is also an opportunity for the disciples to make a name for themselves. If it fails, the Wuji Sect may fall into a situation of eternal disaster. Without any hesitation, he immediately stood up, followed the disciple, and walked quickly towards the meeting hall.
"The Wuji Sect is, after all, the place where I became enlightened."
Li Yang thought about this and immediately decided to participate in the fight.
Moreover, his current fighting skills are not weak and he is not afraid of them at all.
When he stepped into the meeting hall, he saw the leader Xuanfeng Zhenren sitting high on the throne, his face solemn, his brows furrowed, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes. The elders on both sides also had serious faces and cold expressions, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it made people breathless. A group of core disciples stood below, all of them looked nervous, some were talking in low voices, and some were meditating secretly. There was a tense atmosphere permeating the entire hall. Li Yang quickly walked to his position and waited for the leader's instructions.
The leader, Master Xuanfeng, glanced around the crowd and spoke slowly: "This battle has been brought forward because the Demon Sect must have some plot. But no matter what, our Wuji Sect must not retreat. This battle is about our sect's Life or death is related to the dignity of each of us. We must go all out to strive for glory for our sect." The leader's voice was low and powerful, full of majesty and determination, echoing in the hall.
Subsequently, the elders began to deploy the strategy and personnel arrangements for this battle in detail. Li Yang was placed in the main team, and he will represent the Wuji Sect together with several other core disciples.
After several days of intensive preparations, Li Yang and the Wuji Sect's team embarked on a journey to the place of fighting. The place of fighting is located in a mysterious vast plain on the edge of Wuji Sect's strength, called Lingyuan Plain. This is a place where major sects compete and communicate. Every battle will attract many forces to watch.
When Li Yang and his party arrived at Lingyuan Plain, they were shocked by the sight before them. The plain was crowded with people. Practitioners from various forces gathered here, forming a sea of people. Colorful spiritual lights flickered among the crowd, and the scent of various rare treasures filled the air. Gorgeous stands were built around the plains for senior officials and VIPs from all major forces to watch the games.
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In the crowd, Li Yang was keenly aware of the atmosphere of overt and covert fighting. When the disciples of some forces looked at each other, their eyes were full of hostility and provocation; others were whispering in the corner, seeming to be planning something. Each force wants to stand out in this battle of wits and obtain more resources and reputation, so the competition is extremely fierce.
Li Yang and the Wuji Sect disciples found an open space and began to set up camp. As soon as they settled down, some disciples from other forces came to inquire about the news. These people were polite on the surface, but they hid secrets in their words, trying to extract the strength and strategies of this competition from the Wuji Sect disciples. Li Yang and others naturally would not reveal it easily and dealt with these temptations skillfully.
As night fell, a blazing bonfire was lit on Lingyuan Plain, lighting up the entire night sky. Practitioners from various factions were sitting around the bonfire. Some were sharing their cultivation experiences, some were showing off their treasures, and some were secretly observing their opponents. At this moment, a discordant voice came.
"Hey, isn't this a member of the Wuji Sect? I heard that you actually sent an unknown boy to compete this time. Could it be that there is no one available?" The speaker was a disciple of the Demon Sect named Zhao Feng. He looked at Li Yang and others with a mocking look on his face, a contemptuous smile on his lips.
A disciple of the Wuji Sect was about to retort, but Li Yang reached out to stop him and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you are looking down on others. This fight is about strength, not fame. When the time comes, we will see the outcome. ”
"Humph, it's just you? Stop talking nonsense here. Our Heavenly Demon Sect is sending elites this time, and your Wuji Sect is destined to fail miserably this time!" A woman next to Zhao Feng also echoed, His eyes were full of disdain.
At this time, the Qingfeng Sect disciples on the side also spoke up: "In my opinion, you two sects should stop fighting. In this fight, our Qingfeng Sect is the favorite to win the championship. You guys, just make way for us obediently. ”
"Big favorite? That's not a small tone. But when you get to the court, don't be beaten to pieces." Another disciple of the Wuji Sect couldn't help but reply.
For a moment, the atmosphere around the campfire became tense, with disciples from various factions coming and going, and verbal exchanges continued. Ridiculous and provocative words came and went, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
Li Yang sat quietly aside, listening to everyone's quarrel. He knew in his heart that these verbal battles were just appetizers before the game, and the real battle was yet to come. (End of chapter)