My Martial Arts Is So Competitive That I Can Actually Cultivate It Myself

=== Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-three: Once you understand the sword’s intent, you will not regret it at night! (First more) ===

Time passed in a hurry.

The weather is getting colder.

Especially on the Patriarch’s Peak, the cold wind is like a knife, cold into the bone marrow.

“Wow.”

Zhao Kongming’s figure appeared on the Patriarch Peak.

Zhao Kongming did not speak immediately.

Instead, he looked at the figure under the stone monument in the distance.

Lin Fei sat quietly under the stone tablet.

Eyes closed.

Let the cold wind blow on your face, as if an old monk enters concentration.

However, Zhao Kongming just wanted to get closer.

“Ok?”

Suddenly, a sharp blade broke out from Lin Fei’s body in an instant.

At the same time, a fierce breath also broke out in the stele.

The true meaning of martial arts!

In other words, Dao Yi!

Sword intent, extremely domineering.

The other sword intent is extremely sharp.

The two goals are facing each other.

It’s just that, with a slightly overbearing true meaning, it seems that the successor is weak.

That is the sword intent left by the ancestor of the Jiuxuanmen in the stone tablet.

Such a long time of consumption.

Also gradually wear out a lot.

Natural succession is weak.

And the incomparably fierce sword intent, the power seemed to flow continuously.

Because that is Lin Fei’s knife intent!

“Lin Fei.”

At this time, Zhao Kongming spoke.

“Huh”.

Lin Fei opened his eyes.

The sword intent on his body also immediately converged.

On the entire Patriarch Peak, peace was restored again.

“Lin Fei, for such a long time, you stayed under the stone tablet every day to cultivate hard. It’s too boring.”

“Sometimes, haste is not enough. Too hard, too want to improve, but fall behind.” 613

Zhao Kongming couldn’t help but persuade.

He is satisfied with Lin Fei everywhere.

But sometimes, Lin Fei works too hard and works too hard.

Staying on Zushi Peak is ten days and a half month.

Whether it is cloudy or raining.

Under the stele almost every day.

This is comparable to an ascetic.

Zhao Kongming asked himself, he couldn’t make such an effort.

“Master, the disciple understands.”

Lin Fei smiled slightly.

Zhao Kongming was a little helpless.

Every time he reminded Lin Fei.

As a result, Lin Fei said this.

Then continue to practice hard.

In fact, why didn’t Lin Fei want to relax one by one?

It’s not good to be under the stele every day.

However, his sword intent is a standard “penance” character.

Only relying on hard cultivation under the stone tablet every day, the sword intent will be improved a little bit.

if not.

There will be no improvement.

At this point, the fist is different.

No matter how Lin Fei sharpened his fist under the stele.

Not much improvement.

Martial arts have different personalities, so they have to be treated differently.

During this time, Lin Fei mainly practiced Zhenyi Tie and Dao Yi.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Therefore, it is natural to “penance” according to the way of the sword.

“By the way, Master, you come to Zushifeng to find a disciple, what’s your order?”

Lin Fei asked.

He knew that Zhao Kongming was not so free.

There must be something to come to him specially.

Zhao Kongming nodded and said, “It’s true that something is going on. The ten-year military alliance exchange meeting is about to begin.”

“I have received the invitation letter from the Nine Profound Sect.”

“In every Wu League exchange meeting in the past, my Jiu Xuanmen was led by an elder Taishang.”

“Lead some outstanding disciples from the Inner Sect to participate in the Wumeng Exchange Meeting.”

“This time I was leading the team for the division.”

“But as the teacher sees you working hard on the Patriarch Peak all day, you should also go for a walk.”

“So, I give you this opportunity for the teacher, and also let you, the newly promoted elder, take some disciples from the sect to see the world.”

“On the road of martial arts, exchanges and discussions among martial artists are also very important.”

Lin Fei pondered for a while, then nodded and said, “Master is right. It’s okay to go for a walk.”

“When to set off?”

“In three days.”

“This Wumeng exchange meeting is simply an exchange of disciples between sects?”

Lin Fei asked again.

He wanted to ask clearly first.

In order to be aware of it.

“Actually, the main purpose of the Wumeng Exchange Meeting is actually to meet between various martial arts groups.”

“At the beginning of the establishment of the Wu League, it was actually to fight the Immortal sect.”

“It’s just that you also know. The big sects calculate each other and have a lot of scruples, how can they be one mind?”

“So, over time, the Wumeng has become a loose organization.”

“But even if it is loose. On the bright side, the Wumeng is the strongest martial arts force in Dachang.”

“Communications and discussions among colleagues can also promote their own martial arts. Moreover, they can also share some recent situations and even the movements of the Immortal Sect.”

“After all, the world is not peaceful these days.”

“Those Immortal sects are starting to move around again.”

“Lin Fei, you just go to feel the attitudes of the various sects, and you can exercise your disciples by the way. For the rest, discuss with your own head and other elders.”

Lin Fei got it.

This Wumeng exchange meeting.

In fact, it is not too important.

It can only be said from the point of view of the martial arts world.

Barely regarded as a martial arts event.

“last question.”

“Master, in the Wu League, is there a Wu Sheng?”

Lin Fei asked in a deep voice.

“Sheng Wu…”

Zhao Kongming’s face was solemn, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

Afterwards, Zhao Kongming said slowly: “In the past three hundred years, there has not been a single Wu Xiasheng!”

“As for the major martial arts sects, it is unclear whether there are hidden ancestors of Wusheng.”

“Once you have achieved a martial sage and built the foundation of martial arts, you can live more than three hundred years.”

“Even some real people from Zhuji can live to be five hundred years old!”

“As for the last martial sage on the bright side, he is also the last martial sage on the bright side, the white sword sage of the Tibetan Sword Sect.”

“It’s already gone three hundred years ago when the deadline came.”

“Since then, Dachang has no more martial arts!”

“Even, for three hundred years, all major martial arts schools have felt that.”

“Maybe, the road to Wu Sheng has been broken…”

Lin Fei was silent.

For three hundred years, the entire martial arts school of Dachang has never given birth to a martial sage.

This is almost like a fault.

This is different from those Immortal martial arts.

The real Zhuji from the Immortal School.

Then it has not been cut off.

Every ten years, or decades.

Will give birth to a real person who builds a foundation

Dachang has accumulated over 900 years.

The number of real people in Dachang’s foundation has been considerable.

That’s why, the martial arts sect will be overwhelmed by the Immortal sect.

It is too difficult for martial arts to create a martial arts sage.

However, the Immortal School of Martial Arts can steadily give birth to the real person who built the foundation.

One goes down and the other goes up.

There is no need to elaborate on which is strong and weak.

“The road to Wu Sheng will not be broken!”

Suddenly, Lin Fei raised his head, his eyes firm.

“Hahaha, disciple, I was a little shaken as a teacher. There was no Martial Saint born in 300 years. Is the road to Martial Saint really broken?”

“But since you showed up, you have believed in it as a teacher.”

“The road to Wu Sheng must not be cut off.”

“If there is martial art, there is a martial sage.”

“This road, no one is cutting it!”

Zhao Kongming talked about excitement.

He could not even help pulling out the long sword behind him.

“call out”.

A sword light flew out instantly.

Cut on the open ground of Zu Shifeng.

“Om”.

A huge sword intent suddenly burst out from the stone tablet.

Zhao Kongming was enveloped in an instant.

Zhao Kongming,

An incredibly sharp aura gradually rose up.

Even the long sword in Zhao Kongming’s hands uttered softly.

“boom”.

Finally, Zhao Kongming’s head.

Vaguely, as if to condense a long sword!

Lin Fei saw this scene and immediately understood what was going on.

“Congratulations, Master, I realized the sword intent in one go!”

At this moment, Zhao Kongming actually realized the sword intent!

“Hahaha, the old man has practiced swords for 80 years, and now he has finally realized the sword intent!”

“Once I realized the sword intent, I finally wished!”

“Wu’s road is long, and I will not regret it at night!”

Zhao Kongming looked up to the sky and laughed, his sword intent rushed into the sky!

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