"Cultivate immortals?"

Zhang Sanfeng clenched his fists, his expression was excited, and his eyes were filled with gleam, half-believing and half-doubting.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Li Ming's mouth, and a small Zhang Sanfeng composed of peach blossoms still stood above his fingertips.

As the spiritual power at the fingertips emerged, the peach blossoms dispersed like a celestial girl and fell on the ground.

A terrifying chaotic mist instantly appeared on the surface of his body, carrying thunder with thunder.

In Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, Li Ming's entire temperament changed, with his black hair flying and his white feathered clothes fluttering, as if he was in the midst of a chaotic fog.

Like a god.

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned.

To be honest, he doesn't believe it. Where can I come from in the world to cultivate immortals? Only practice Taoism and martial arts.

Cultivating immortals cannot exist.

With his century of experience, he cannot believe it for the time being, and he must take action to test it.

He took the initiative to launch a storm-like attack on Li Ming.

All internal strength was burst out in a hundred years, and the palms turned into fists, and the surging internal force was stimulated, trying to break the power visible to the naked eye, but it could not be shaken at all.

The boy seemed like a mountain, letting the wind and rain hit him, and he remained motionless.

Li Ming stood there, his mind moved.

The spiritual power swelled out and surrounded the surface of the body. Layer layers of Qi training power roared out, turning into a river, and turning into a vast ocean.

He overturned Zhang Sanfeng dozens of feet, and his pupils were constantly shrinking.

Li Mingqiang was so surprised that he could not shake Li Ming at all when his internal energy was circulating.

If he knew that Li Ming had just taken a slight move, he would be shocked and dropped his chin.

"Next, I want to see your Tai Chi sword."

Li Ming waved his hand and a sword flew out of the towers in the air. This was the fairy sword.

It was Zhao Ling'er who fell in and left, and the dragon pattern wooden card rewarded her sword.

Although this sword is not a magic weapon, it is also considered a better magic weapon.

"Then I'm not polite."

Zhang Sanfeng took over the fairy sword and used the Tai Chi sword technique.

He studied two unique skills throughout his life, Tai Chi and Tai Chi swordsmanship.

It took a hundred years to cultivate two unique skills to the peak, and quickly took action, with the sword intent roaring, peach blossoms permeating, the fallen flowers were colorful, and the sword intent was infinite.

The soft Tai Chi sword energy was stimulated by him with terrible power.

Continuously launch attack methods.

The masculine internal force roars and peach blossoms fly.

His speed was so fast that it was a certain point. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of figures transformed into each other, tangling around Li Ming.

Tai Chi sword technique and Tai Chi roar, like a dragon running wildly.

But no matter how he attacked, Li Ming stood there, and Zhang Sanfeng could not break his spiritual defense at all.

He just showed 36 layers of spiritual power.

If he had opened up all his 1022 layers of spiritual power, Zhang Sanfeng would probably be crushed into powder in an instant.

Li Ming withdrew the spiritual defense, hid his left hand behind, and only stretched out his two fingers of his right hand to fight him.

It probably passed dozens of moves.

Zhang Sanfeng was sweating profusely and gasped, "My internal energy has been exhausted."

He was sitting on the ground gasping, his cheeks covered in sweat.

Li Ming walked behind him, put his hand on his shoulder, and his spiritual power began to wander around him. It took about a few seconds, and Zhang Sanfeng was full of energy.

He looked at Li Ming in surprise. This was definitely a means that only immortals could have.

He stared blankly, but had not come back to his senses for a long time until Li Ming spoke and brought back his erratic thoughts.

"Do you know why you can't beat me?" Li Mingfeng said lightly.

"Please give me advice." Zhang Sanfeng did not look down on Li Ming because he was young, but just asked him with a keen attitude.

"The internal power I practice is different from you. I can turn spiritual energy into spiritual power and store it in my body, and the spiritual power can also be transformed."

Li Ming said that he would solidify his spiritual power into a fairy sword, and then the fairy sword was broken and turned into a clock tower, and then continued to change into a dog.

Then he waved his hand and returned to the truth.

Everything dissipates invisible.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes shine, and his own way may have a new breakthrough, and his eyes lit up.

"I have been at the peak of martial arts and haven't made any breakthroughs for a long time. I want to seek a new way."

"A new Tao?" Li Ming looked at him and said, "The new Tao is not about practicing martial arts, but you must take the path of cultivating immortals."

"I am willing to enter the immortal sect with martial arts and seek a new way."

He has been pursuing the ultimate of Tai Chi for the rest of his life, and has now broken through to the peak and has no new progress.

We must seek new paths in order to make Tai Chi a new breakthrough.

Li Ming smiled and said, "What a good man who entered the Immortal Sect with martial arts, come with me."

Zhang Sanfeng followed him, looking at the environment here everywhere, with flowing water on the shore and castles in the sky, and there was no problem with calling this place an immortal world.

Li Ming took him to the first floor of the library.

Zhang Sanfeng is different from Qin Shihuang and Zhu Yuanzhang in the past. He has a good foundation. He is even more powerful in practicing martial arts than himself. Now he can just give him a little guidance.

It can transform him from practicing martial arts to cultivating immortals.

As expected, he would at least tell him some common basic knowledge points, so he began to study the knowledge of cultivating immortals in the library.

"Can I take it all away?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Li Ming like he was "thirsty for talent", and he was all good things.

He wanted to get everything away and study slowly when he went back.

"I'll copy you one, only the key knowledge in the first level of the library."

If one or two books are OK, he wants too much and cannot take them all away, so he can only copy and rubbish them.

"Thank you."

Zhang Sanfeng thinks that the first floor of the library is enough.

Fortunately, he has mastered the six uses of one mind and has a spring and autumn pen in his hand.

The Chunqiu Pen was something that Wang Bo drowned in the last time, and after he left, he rewarded the dragon pattern wooden card.

Holding the Spring and Autumn Pen in hand, the first floor of the library appeared in his eyes, and his hands were copying it quickly.

Zhang Sanfeng studied intoxicatedly, sat cross-legged on the ground to practice. Sometimes when asked questions, Li Ming answered with all his heart and six things without any pressure.

In two days, Zhang Sanfeng wanted to study the second floor of the book collection, but before he could finish reading the first floor, Li Ming told him that he had not stayed for much time.

It's a very regrettable.

He had to give up and stop reading books. He and Li Ming delved into the issues of cultivating immortals, such as the issues of qi training.

Li Ming answered one by one, please explain all the questions clearly.

Because once Zhang Sanfeng leaves, even if there are any problems, he can only study it independently.

After the theoretical research, I discussed with Li Ming and consolidated the knowledge I just learned, and picked it up again if I didn't understand it.

In the end, Zhang Sanfeng left the place with his book.

...

Zhang Sanfeng returned to his own yard.

He was at a loss at this time.

Just like dreaming.

Suddenly falling from the sky, a series of ancient books of cultivation copied by Li Ming.

His heart was beating wildly at the books, and he didn't expect it to be true, not dreaming.

He was so happy that he danced with joy, completely ignoring his image, just like a child.

"Why are you so happy?"

Several martial arts disciples came here and saw Zhang Sanfeng who was over 100 years old and were very happy. They didn't know what he was happy about.

Suddenly, I noticed that ancient books fell from the sky, like it was raining.

Zhang Sanfeng said excitedly: "Hurry, hold a martial arts conference, I have something to announce."

...

After Zhang Sanfeng left.

Li Ming withdrew his gaze and stared at the dead tree in front of the tower in the sky. Sure enough, a new bud grew.

He looked down at the dragon pattern wooden sign on his waist, and a line of words was displayed on it: "Reward 20 layers of Qi training."

Then another line of text floated on it.

"Reward Yin-Yang Fist and Yin-Yang Sword Technique."
Chapter completed!