Chapter 7
Houfeng Xianshuiyan is the place where Zhang Taichu retreated.

Since decades ago, there has been a cloud of dark clouds all year round, in which the thunder is rolling and never stops.

"The robbery cloud is about to disperse, could it be that the younger brother is about to leave the customs?"

When he thought of this, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes showed anticipation, but when he thought of the Luotian Dajiao that was about to start, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

There will be many old guys from the past coming to this grand event.

"Report to the Celestial Master that Mr. Lu Jinlu and the elders of other families have already arrived at the mountain gate."

Another disciple in charge of the reception came to report, pulling his thoughts back to reality.

"Got it, go and see them." Zhang Zhiwei said, got up and left.

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Longhu Mountain and Xianshui Rock.

In a deep cave, there is a figure sitting here.

He was wearing the Taoist robe of Longhushan, his long hair had been scattered to the ground, his face was covered by thick beard and hair, only his eyes were closed.

The figure crossed its legs, posing with five hearts turned to the sky, motionless, as if it had long been dead, but the exposed skin glowed with a rosy jade-like luster.

At the place where he sat cross-legged, there were sunken stone marks, all traces revealing the vicissitudes of life, proving that he has sat here for an unknown number of years.

If anyone were to observe here, they would find that his chest was still rising and falling, but the frequency was extremely low. It seemed that he would only breathe out once every few hours.

Outside the corresponding cave, Fairy Water Rock is high in the sky.

There is a thick dark cloud entrenched here, presenting a strange swirl shape, in which thunder rumbles from time to time, accompanied by electric light jumping.

At this moment, the thunder became more and more violent, but the dark cloud seemed to be gradually diluting ink, showing signs of dissipating.

Another flash of lightning whipped down and hit the Xianshui Rock fiercely, making a rumbling sound.

In the cave.

The thin figure trembled, as if being gradually awakened by the thunder.

At the same time, a strange aura emanated from his body, like a breeze blowing, blowing the surrounding vines and leaves, and blowing up the loose long hair.

The Qi machine became more and more powerful, and the gust of wind became more and more fierce, blowing the Taoist robes flutteringly, and blowing the three thousand filaments wildly, as if to clean all the dust on the withered Taoist body.

There was a crackling sound.

Outside the cave, another thunderbolt fell, and the bright light illuminated everything.

At this moment, Taoist Kuzu suddenly opened his eyes.

Rumble!
Amidst the thunder, Zhang Taichu regained his consciousness and woke up from a meditation that lasted for nearly half a year.

"Xuantian Qi method, seventh level and first level!"

Zhang Taichu spoke in a low voice, with a bright light in his eyes, and pushed the Xuantian Qi method across a major barrier, from the sixth level to the seventh level.

And all of this took him decades of time.

"It's been 70 years, and I'm falling in love with this place more and more." Zhang Taichu whispered, with emotion in his eyes.

Since the end of the Jiashen Rebellion 70 years ago, he has been sitting alone in this cave for retreat.

In the words of his master, success can only be achieved when the mind is restrained and the wandering dragon is restrained.

And he stayed in this cave for 70 years. Although he didn't realize much about the clear mind and nature that Master said, he finally gained something, and his whole mind became more peaceful.

In the past 70 years, Xuantian Qifa has made breakthroughs one after another. From the first level of the fifth level, it has crossed twenty bottlenecks, and now it has reached the first level of the seventh level.

The further you go, the harder the breakthrough and the greater the harvest.

He can feel that the foundation of his life has been built extremely deep now, and he does not know how much stronger than himself 70 years ago.

The most intuitive manifestation is his facial features.

Not only has he not grown old in these decades, but he has always maintained a very young state with every breakthrough in his skills.

This is not just youthfulness on the outside, but exuding vitality from the inside out.

"If I continue to practice like this, will I be immortal one day?" Zhang Taichu murmured to himself, wondering if that counts as immortality?
"That's all, I have been in seclusion for nearly a year this time. I have now broken through a major level in the Xuantian Qi method. I'm afraid I won't gain much in a short time if I sit down again."

"Go out for a walk."

As Zhang Taichu said, a golden light flashed on his fingertips, and Ying Nian cut off a section of his long hair that was scattered on the ground, and the long beard around his mouth was also cut clean.

He stood up, flicked his sleeves, and walked to the edge of the cave.

The dark clouds in the sky faded, and the sun shone down, illuminating his delicate face.

"Today is a good day." Zhang Taichu squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying the long-lost sunbathing.

But at this time.

Farther away, in the direction of Longhu Mountain, there was faint sound of movement.

Zhang Taichu turned his head and looked around, wondering what kind of day it was and that the back mountain would be so lively.

"Go and see."

He thought, took a step forward, and disappeared in place.

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at the same time.

The mountain behind the dragon and the tiger is in the open space before the martial arts arena.

More and more figures gather here. They are of different ages, most of them are young people, and they wear different clothes, most of them are fashionable.

But the same thing is that there is a faint and knowable qi emanating from their bodies-this is a grand event in the world of aliens.

At this moment, there was a young man with glowing eyes, looking at the several figures in front of the martial arts arena fanatically, with a color of reverence.

"Wang Ai, Lu Ci, Lu Jin, the bosses of the Wang family, Lu family, and Lu family, and Feng Zhenghao, the president of the Tianxiahui, are all here!"

In the crowd, someone exclaimed, very excited to see the old senior whom he had admired for a long time.

There were several figures headed by the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei, many of whom were living fossil textbook-level figures, and were the real strong men in the alien world.

They are all among the top ten in the alien world!
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At this time, the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei, accompanied by his disciple Zhang Lingyu, was receiving the visitors in an orderly manner.

"I'd like to ask you all to take some time out of your busy schedule to come and watch our Longhu Mountain Luotian Dajiao."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at them and nodded slightly to them.

"Well, I'm just accompanying the younger members of the family to join in the fun." Lu Jin said unceremoniously, pointing to the young girl beside him who was holding his arm.

The girl is wearing cool short-sleeved shorts and looks cute.

"The granddaughters of the old Lu family are all this old." A chunky old man smiled, looking very kind. He is the current head of the Wang family, Wang Ai.

But Lu Jin didn't pay attention to Wang Ai's words, and even his granddaughter Lu Linglong seemed absent-minded.

Seeing this, Wang Ai was not surprised or angry, and still had a kind smile on her face.

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At the same time, in the vast open space outside the martial arts arena.

Zhang Taichu followed the movement and came here. When he saw the lively scene, which was like a world away, he felt fresh for a moment.

"Is this the Luotian Dajiao?"

Zhang Taichu guessed the activity, but when he saw the few sparse figures in the center of the martial arts arena, his eyes immediately turned cold.

(End of this chapter)

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