The clouds and mist on the top of Mount Hua have been blown away by countless energy. Even the clouds and mists that are nearly ten feet above the mountain are hiding far away, as if they are about to be torn to pieces if they get closer.

Except for Zhang Sanfeng, who was in vain, he had already gathered the only seven peerless masters in the world, six of whom were besieging Xian Yutong, the leader of Huashan. Only Ouyang Zhe, the eight women and nine people in the ancient tomb, watched from a distance dozens of feet away.

Xian Yutong's magical skills at this time have surpassed countless masters from ancient times to the present. Zhang Wuji and others were shouting in their hearts: No, this is not martial arts, this is immortal art!

The more powerful Xianyutong is, the more excited Zhang Wuji and the other six are, because this indicates that the higher they can reach in the future!

Thinking of this, the six people seemed to have a fierce and ruthless three-pointer in their hands.

Finally, after waiting for another half an hour, Xian Yutong's face was happy when his true energy was less than 30% of his body, because the attacks of the six people could no longer remove any impurities from his internal force, and he could no longer compact and become a little more mellow.

The fine iron produced by the six peerless masters in the world as blacksmiths has reached the level of "small gold". Xian Yutong laughed and his whole body was full of energy, and the three-foot qi mask suddenly surged one zhang.

The huge force instantly flew the six people out one meter before landing. After Zhang Wuji landed, he shook his body and stood still. Due and Yang Zhuoluo took a step back halfway, Ouyang Mo, Tong Dachuan and Modra took a step back halfway before they stood firm.

The wind was blowing on the top of Mount Hua. It was as bright as a golden roc spreading its wings, and like a dragon entering the sea. It even stepped lightly into the air, and then flew through the clouds and mist, sliding around, making it more free and agile than a swallow and bird.

Xian Yutong's eyes shone with her white skin, her skin was white and red, her hair was fluttering in the wind, her black Confucian robe was also graceful with her sleeves, her clothes were flying, and her clothes were shining among the clouds and mist. It was like an immortal coming to the world and the gods came to earth, which made Zhang Wuji and six masters and Ouyang Zhe and nine others dumbfounded and yearned for it.

After wandering in the sea of ​​clouds for a while, Xianyu Tongshu slowly fell down, bowed and smiled, "Thank you for helping me achieve the innate desperate situation. From now on, I will only be able to find a way out like Zhenren Zhang!"

Then everyone suddenly realized that Xian Yutong was so bold and attracted everyone to polish his skills. If he was not careful, he would die on the spot. Seeing his confident look, Du Er bowed and said, "Although Mr. Shen Ji is unpredictable and has unparalleled wisdom, I am the only one who sees his mind and courage."

Zhang Wuji, Ouyang Mo and others also secretly admired him. Yang Zhuolu asked, "Mr. Shenji, your realm is already 'whatever you want, and you can hurt people when you fly flowers and pick leaves.' I wonder what the future will be? Could it be that you become an immortal?"

Yang Zhuolu said with a good word that everyone looked at Xian Yutong with scorching eyes. He pondered: "I don't know either. Maybe... maybe it's becoming an immortal... maybe it's becoming a god... maybe it's breaking the void... maybe it's immortality..."

"The road is long and arduous... I will search up and down!"

Maybe it became the number one in the world, maybe it was because the innate realm finally became stable, Xianyutong felt broad-minded, his mind was clear, and his whole body was full of strength and true energy moved with his thoughts. When he said the last sentence, he actually used the singing style of Yuan songs. The desolate singing style and magnetic voice were combined together on the top of Mount Hua for three days, and it lasted for a long time.

After a long time, Ouyang Mo suddenly said, "Brother Xianyu, we have discussed the sword competition in Huashan for five days and five nights. I wonder what the result is?"

Everyone also looked at him. Xian Yutong was stunned and thought for a moment, and smiled and said, "There are all seven peerless masters in the world. Everyone knows the martial arts of the five-day sword competition. Why not just say a poem to be the final conclusion?"

Yang Zhuoluo's eyes were bright and he clapped his hands, "That's the best, my little sister listened attentively!"

Xian Yutong walked gently for two steps and said, "The gods are lucky enough to compete for the first place... The fairy of Emperor Ming is also out of the top... The holy monk Xun is not behind... The Western Poison Master Nan is transcendent."

"good!"

Yang Zhuo smiled and said, "Emperor Ming is the Emperor Zhang Wuji of the Ming Dynasty. The holy monk is Master Du'er, Xun Gong... Yes... Eunuch Tong's body movements are as bright as lightning. Xi Du is Mr. Ouyang, and Master Nan is naturally Master Tianzhu, okay!"

Ouyang Mo was quite happy to see that he had inherited the title of ancestors, so he joked: "Why don't Miss Yang talk about yourself? Mr. Shenji treats you as a fairy!"

Yang Zhuolu didn't say anything when he heard this, but his face turned slightly red and he snorted coldly.

Zhang Wuji shook his head and said, "No, no! Mr. Shenji is well deserved to be the first. In my opinion, it is better to call Shenji unpredictable first. Emperor Ming is also the top, the Holy Monk Xun is not behind, and the Western Poison South Master will be transcendent!"

"Good! What Master Zhang said is very good, I agree."

Du'er clasped his hands together and said, "Mr. Shenji, don't be too humble. If you hear the truth, you deserve it."

"Okay!" Yang Zhuoluo was full of knowledge and was not willing to fall behind. He said loudly, "This is the fourth time in the Huashan Sword Contest, evaluating the top of the seven magnificents in the world'!"

After she finished speaking, she saw that everyone didn't applaud and cheered, and frowned, "What, what I said is wrong?"

Xian Yutong smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Zhuo Lu said so well!"

"This is almost the same!" Yang Zhuorui snorted and smiled with a smile.

This was the first time that Xian Yutong, Zhang Wuji, Ouyang Mo and others saw Yang Zhuoluo's lively and cute side. Xian Yutong was stunned and smiled and said, "I think you shouldn't be called a fairy, you should be a varied female fairy!"

Yang Zhuo frowned, and then his face became colder, and the sense of incongruity in everyone's heart slowly disappeared.

"Our swordsmanship has ended. I wonder if you are willing to make my proposal? If you are willing, please move to the gate of Huashan at the foot of the mountain, and let us go to seclusion together to study martial arts. How about it?" Xian Yutong waved his sleeves and looked at everyone with a smile.

Half an hour later, there were seven Xianyutong sitting in the Purple Qi Donglai Hall of Huashan Sect.

Xian Yutong took out his newly copied "Zixia Secret Book" from his arms and handed it to Yang Zhuolu, saying, "Since I invite everyone to participate in martial arts, I will show my sincerity first. This is the unique skill of the head of the Huashan School. Please take a look first."

When they reached the realm of the seven people in Xianyutong, if any martial arts are not of the same nature, they don’t have to learn any martial arts anymore. Not only is it not very powerful, but learning too much will also damage the foundation. Therefore, the five people except Zhang Wuji all read it for at most half an hour before putting down the secret book.

Yang Zhuolu and the other five men thought about it. They all used the unique skills of Huashan to broaden their horizons, and confirmed them with the magical skills they learned to check for omissions and fill in the gaps. After two hours, the five people sighed one after another. Yang Zhuolu said: "The unique skills of Huashan are well-known, and the magical skills of Zixia are extremely comprehensive."

Then the five of them each put forward some opinions, but they still had a debate. By the time Zixia's magical skills were finished speaking, it was the fifth night.

Xian Yutong smiled and said, "Okay! I believe that this magical skill has also opened up your mind for everyone. Let's take a break for the time being and continue to discuss martial arts tomorrow morning."

The next morning, Yang Zhuolu first handed Xian Yutong the Quanzhen martial arts she copied from the ancient tomb and said quickly: "I see that there are many common features in Huashan sword technique with Quanzhen sword technique, so let me study it for Mr. Shenji."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took out a secret book of Moji Shangxin and handed it to Zhang Wuji and said, "This is the Nine Yin Scriptures I have learned. It contains the bone-forging chapter of the Yi Jing, the hard-killing divine claws, soul-catching **, and acupoint-resolving secrets. They are the supreme enlightenment of Taoist martial arts. Please look at it." After saying that, he looked at Yu Tong.

Seeing that Yang Zhuolu was so generous, Xian Yutong was a good assistant who had created the martial arts of immortal cultivation, he nodded at her with a smile on his face, with a look of praise.

But Yang Zhuolu saw Xian Yutong's frivolous eyebrows and eyes were staring at him with lustful eyes. His ear tips were slightly red and hot, so he couldn't help but glar at him.

At this time, Xian Yutong had already looked down at the Quanzhen martial arts in his hand and secretly confirmed it with Huashan martial arts.

After everyone saw it one by one, Xian Yutong picked up the secret book of the Nine Yin True Sutra and read it. This martial art was completely in line with what he learned. After reading it, Xian Yutong tried to use his skills according to the mantra and practiced all the martial arts in the Nine Yin True Sutra in an instant.

Then the seven people began to discuss the martial arts purpose of the Nine Yin True Sutra and compared it with their own martial arts. This statement was five days and five nights. On the eleventh morning, Zhang Wuji took out his own "Three-point Nine Yang Gong" to share with everyone.

Because this martial arts is as profound as the Nine Yin Scriptures, but the purpose of martial arts is different. After learning it, the seven people quarreled and discussed for five days and five nights.

On the morning of the 11th, Du'er took out the five masterpieces of Shaolin that he had practiced for more than 80 years and explained it to everyone, and then another five days and five nights.

Each of the seven people talked about martial arts every three days, and each top martial arts had to be discussed for three days. In this way, the seven people took a year to study magical powers in Huashan.

The seven people's unique skills and magical skills were all turned into nutrients for everyone to absorb and improve. Du Er and Yang Zhuoluo, Zhang Wuji only felt that the innate realm was within reach, so he said goodbye first and left.

Tong Dachuan was Zhang Wuji's eunuch, so he naturally followed him, and Modra also benefited a lot and said goodbye to Tianzhu to go to seclusion and practice.

Only Ouyang Mo and Xian Yutong were still discussing martial arts in the Ziqi Donglai Hall. When Ouyang Mo saw that there was no one, he took out the sheepskin scroll of the "Supreme Yoga Tantra" which he thought was the most powerful magic skill, "Supreme Yoga Tantra", and smiled and said, "I even used the toad skills, the spiritual snake fist, the method of exploring bones and tying acupoints and moving the meridians for everyone to learn magic skills, but finally I resisted not taking this magic skill to practice. Hehe, brother, this supreme Yoga Tantra is extremely exquisite. It can easily cleanse the muscles and marrow, and strengthen the martial arts you have learned. If my toad skills were not helped by this unique skill, how could my toad skills be nearly doubled?

My brother is thinking about you, so I will ask you to see, and I will help you get started, so let’s participate in research and study together! I guess it is no different from the Shaolin Yijin Jing!"

When Xian Yutong heard this, he was curious and took the parchment scroll and looked at it. He saw that there was only a picture of the Buddha sitting cross-legged under the Bodhi tree. He was about to speak but saw that there was a meditation guide action picture as fine as a pattern on each Bodhi tree. There were also small characters in Sanskrit in the leaf next to it. Xian Yutong thought it was the mental formula of the guide picture.
Chapter completed!