Comprehensive Immortal: Starting from Qingyun Gate

Chapter 10 Wan Jianyi
The sun is shining brightly and the autumn air is crisp.

Tongtian Peak is a cliff in the back mountain.

The sunlight filtered through the dense leaves and fell on a tall and handsome figure on the edge of the cliff, looking so peaceful and peaceful.

"Yin——"

Suddenly, a crisp sword sound rang out from the young man's body, breaking the tranquility.

The young man is holding a long sword, the sword body is dark in color, and the light shines on the young man's dignified and determined face.

"Whoosh..."

I don't know when the wind started blowing up the boy's white clothes.

The young man took advantage of the wind and rose up, stepping on the void. The spiritual energy around him suddenly boiled, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Suddenly, the sword energy flashed, and amidst the sound of the sword, the young man recited a mantra solemnly:
“The black dragon in the sky swallows up the heaven and the earth.

The magic sword guide will last forever! "

For a moment, a dark light burst out between heaven and earth. At this moment, the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth swarmed in like a whale sucking water, and they were all submerged into the dark sword in the young man's hand.

The next moment, the young man shouted, and the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out!

"Ang~!"

Accompanied by a sky-shaking dragon roar, a majestic black dragon with fangs and claws poked its head out from the dim light. With unimaginable terrifying power, it rose straight up with the tip of the young man's sword and soared up to the nine heavens!

"Rumble..."

Wherever the Canglong passed, the heaven and earth trembled, the void seemed to become distorted, and even the mountains under its feet seemed to vibrate.

Amidst the rumbling sound, the Canglong broke through the clouds and exploded with a bang above a thousand meters in the sky, turning into countless terrifying sword energy aftershocks that scattered around, bringing up clouds of energy.

It was like a huge firework was set off in the sky, with unimaginable and terrifying power in its beauty!
"Huh...huh..."

Amidst the roaring wind, the young man was sweating profusely and slowly fell from the void. He stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the scattered clouds in the sky, breathing heavily, but his face was full of excitement and excitement, and he couldn't help laughing loudly. :

"Hahaha... Sword Leading the Canglong is well-deserved! It's well-deserved!"

On the edge of the cliff opposite, an old figure holding a broom stared blankly at the clouds in the sky that were disturbed by the shocking sword.

After a long time, he lowered his head and looked at the boy who was laughing wantonly in the distance. There was a complex expression on his wrinkled face. His eyes seemed surprised, emotional, and there seemed to be a hint of deep comfort... …

The young man is Zhang Ruofeng.

In three years, he not only made great progress in his cultivation, but also took the time to practice the 'Sword Drawing the Blue Dragon True Technique' passed down to him by Master Daoxuan.

This time I came to the back mountain to test the power of this true technique.

What I see now is indeed one of the four true secrets of Qingyun Sect, it is indeed extraordinary!
'It's just that this true technique consumes too much vitality. If I don't make progress in my cultivation, I'm afraid that all my vitality will be exhausted if I use it just once...'

Feeling that less than half of the vitality was left in his body, Zhang Ruofeng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

However, it was more exciting.

After all, by mastering this powerful technique, he would have another way to save his life.

After sitting down on the spot and adjusting his breath for a while, Zhang Ruofeng stood up, looked up at the old figure on the cliff opposite, smiled, and said: "Senior, how are you? How powerful is my sword?"

Zhang Ruofeng was not surprised by the old man's spying.

Moreover, there is no such thing as snooping.

Because this old man originally lived here, strictly speaking, he used other people's places to practice his magic.

This true art was so powerful that Zhang Ruofeng was worried that practicing on the front peak would destroy the buildings on the front peak, so he specifically searched for an inaccessible place in the back mountain.

After going back and forth, I got to know this old man.

Facing Zhang Ruofeng's inquiry, the old man said calmly: "I don't know how to practice, so I don't know the power of your sword."

Hearing this, Zhang Ruofeng curled his lips, moved slightly, then rose up with his sword, flew to the cliff where the old man was, and landed.

There is a majestic palace standing on this cliff. Under the sunlight, it looks solemn and mysterious.

This is the ancestral hall of the Qingyun Sect, where the spiritual tablets of ancestors of the Qingyun Sect are enshrined.

And this old man is the one responsible for cleaning the ancestor's ancestral hall.

We have known each other for almost two months, and Zhang Ruofeng also asked the old man for his name, but the old man would not tell him whether he was alive or dead.

However, Zhang Ruofeng had already made a guess in his mind.

If nothing unexpected happens, this old man should be Wan Jianyi, who was once known as the "Two Prides of Qingyun" with his master Daoxuan Zhenren.

He was sentenced to death for killing his possessed master Tian Chengzi a hundred years ago, but was secretly rescued by his senior brother Daoxuan. He lived incognito in the mountains behind Tongtian Peak to guard the ancestral temple. After landing on the ground, Zhang Ruofeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he looked at the old man who looked haggard and had wrinkles on his face.

It is so sad that one of the 'Qingyun Twin Prides', who once made countless Demon Sect demons frightened, has fallen into such a situation!

However, he still respected Wan Jianyi. He bowed his hands and said, "Senior, in a few days, our Qingyun Sect's once-in-a-lifetime event, the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition, will be held. Don't you plan to go out and see it?" ?"

"Seven Meridians Martial Arts..."

There was a hint of nostalgia in the old man's eyes, and then he shook his head and said: "I am just a sinner of Qingyun Sect, and I will not be allowed to leave the ancestor's ancestral hall for the rest of my life. What's more, with my broken body, what can I do if I go there?"

As he said that, the old man took a deep look at Zhang Ruofeng and said: "With your practice, you have mastered the 'Sword Drawing the Blue Dragon True Art'. You think you are here to win the championship this time, right?"

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from senior." Zhang Ruofeng smiled slightly but did not deny it.

In the past three years, he has been practicing hard and has made rapid progress.

He originally thought that after breaking through the fourth level, the speed of cultivation would become slower and slower. After all, cultivation would become more difficult as he went to the later levels.

Unexpectedly, it only took him one year to go from the fourth level of Yuqing to the sixth level.

The subsequent cultivation progress has been much slower. Two years have passed, and now we have only reached the eighth level, and it takes about a year to break through the first level.

“The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!”

The old man sighed with emotion and said: "I'm afraid the Qingyun Sect has never seen such qualifications in thousands of years. In the future, you must stick to the right path and don't let down your master's expectations."

"I will!"

Zhang Ruofeng nodded, then rolled his eyes, looked at the old man with some expectation, and said: "Senior, although I have practiced the 'Sword Leading the Blue Dragon True Art', I heard that the other branches participating in the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition this time The disciple is not weak either, but I still don’t have much confidence in winning the championship. Do you have any unique skills that you can give me some guidance on, so that I can win glory for our Tongtian Peak lineage?”

Master Daoxuan said before that at this moment, there is only one person in the entire Qingyun Sect who knows the 'True Secret of Killing Ghosts and Gods', and this person is Wan Jianyi in front of him.

Zhang Ruofeng has been coveting this true technique for a long time!

The old man twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I've said it many times, I don't know how to practice, let alone any special skills."

Zhang Ruofeng sighed helplessly, curled his lips and said, "If you don't teach me, I'll knock you down!"

After saying that, he took his sword into the air again, waved his hand to the old man, and said, "Let's go, senior. I'll see you again in a few days."

As soon as the words fell, they turned into a ray of light, flickered for a few times, and then disappeared into the mountains and forests.

The old man held the broom and watched his leaving figure quietly, silently.

"Da da……"

At this moment, a crisp sound of footsteps sounded from the forest.

Then an equally old but majestic figure with immortal wind and crane bones walked out of the forest, and it turned out to be Daoxuan Zhenren.

Although Zhang Ruofeng was performing the 'Sword Drawing the Canglong True Art' in the back mountain, the movement caused by this sword was so great that Master Daoxuan would naturally notice it, so he deliberately put down what he was doing and rushed over to take a look.

But looking at him walking out of the woods next to the ancestor's ancestral hall, it was obvious that he had been here for a while.

The old man did not look back, as if he was not surprised by the arrival of Master Daoxuan. He still looked in the direction of Zhang Ruofeng's departure and said softly: "The cultivation of the eighth level of Yuqing, coupled with the Canglong Sword and the 'Sword Leading Canglong' "Zhenjue, this time the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition, the leader is afraid that this guy is the one, but he is still not satisfied, it's really..."

As he spoke, the old man shook his head and smiled, with a hint of laughter and laughter.

Master Daoxuan stepped forward, stood side by side with the old man, and said calmly: "He is indeed a rare genius of our Qingyun Sect in a thousand years. In time, he will definitely be the second Qingye Patriarch. Maybe he can even make me Qingyun more..." Furthermore, did you really not think about passing on your 'Ghost-Slaying' to him to help him?"

The old man turned his head and glanced at Daoxuan, saying: "Your disciple, you want me to teach you? Why, can't you just give him to me?"

Daoxuan said calmly: "As long as you are willing, it's not impossible."

The old man choked, glared at Daoxuan, and said: "Master and disciple, both are equally shameless!"

Daoxuan smiled lightly and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, the old man sighed: "It's not that I didn't teach him. It's not that you don't know how special this true art is. It must be combined with the Dragon Slaying Sword to exert its strongest power. And that sword is in the hands of Junior Brother Cangsong at the moment. In your hand, you can’t go back and get it back..."

Daoxuan shook his head and said: "The Canglong Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword are similar in some aspects. The power of the Canglong Sword may not be as powerful as the Dragon-Slaying Sword, but it is not much different."

There was a trace of surprise in the old man's eyes, and then he nodded and said: "Forget it, after the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition is over, I will pass on the 'Destroying Ghosts and Gods' to him. I hope he will not bury this true secret... …”

Daoxuan smiled slightly and said, "He will not disappoint you. I can prove this."

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