Spring passes and autumn comes, and more than a year passes in the blink of an eye.+

Zhuyu seemed to have forgotten his situation. He had completely emerged from the haze of the great trial.

You will never be able to cultivate into a land immortal in your lifetime. If most people suffer such a blow, they will no longer have the passion to practice.

But Zhu Yu is just the opposite.

For more than a year, he devoted all his attention to the practice of swordsmanship.

In the Spiritual Immortal Palace, he could only practice swordsmanship, and the only way for him to practice swordsmanship was to fight with the immortal psychic.

Day after day, month after month, the two of them had a small fight every day and a big fight every three days.

At first, the psychic old immortal was full of sarcasm, but later he found that sarcasm had no effect on Zhuyu. No matter how he poured cold water on Zhuyu, Zhuyu was always determined and never slacked off.

As time went by, he no longer wasted his words.

Instead, he was fighting with Zhuyu, and the more he fought, the more interested he became.

In today's Penglai fairyland, everyone longs for immortality and seizes the thousand-year opportunity.

Only the real psychic person is approaching the end of his life, just like an old man who is over eighty years old and is in his twilight years.

Every day he has a hard life and is bored. Now that he has someone to fight with him every day, and the fight becomes more and more fierce, it can relieve a lot of his loneliness.

And during such a crazy competition, Zhuyu's progress can only be described as amazing.

In the first three months, Zhuyu could no longer channel the real person through twenty moves.

But three months later, Zhu Yu's swordsmanship improved greatly and he easily broke through the twenty mark.

Then you can basically improve one move every month.

After more than a year, Zhu Yu has been able to persist in twenty-nine moves.

Every time Zhuyu persisted in one more move, not only his swordsmanship improved greatly, but his own cultivation also improved by leaps and bounds accordingly.

The magic of "Lotus Moving Nine Heavens" is here. It not only improves the cultivation of swordsmanship, but also continuously changes the qualifications and cultivation level of practitioners.

More than a year later, Zhuyu can basically condense a avenue every two months.

Now the avenues in his body have exceeded forty, reaching forty-two, which is close to the peak level of the forty-eight, thirty-nine, heavenly masters.

The last time Zhu Yu got the fragment of the altar technique, he had already reached the highest level of cultivation. If he wanted to make further progress, he had to choose a more advanced technique.

"Old Immortal. I won't fight today! I have to go out for a trip. Go to Xianlu Pavilion. I'm leaving a million sect points unspent and fighting with you here every day. It's really a waste of time!"

Another battle was over, Zhu Yu put away the flying sword and said with a smile.

He is a typical example of someone who gets a good deal and behaves well. It is obvious that he has been tempered by a real psychic. His progress is astonishing.

However, he always tried to hurt the psychic master every time, pretending to be bitter and resentful.

If it was said that the real psychic was pestering him every day at the beginning, which made him unbearably disturbed. Then now he wants this old guy to pester him every day. The more entangled he is, the faster Zhuyu will cultivate. Who makes him have amazing adaptability?

The psychic real person Jie Jie smiled strangely and said: "You, a triangular cat, want to come to the psychic fairy palace? Let me put it this way, if you go out and come back smoothly, I will twist off your head and make you a chamber pot."

Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the so-called "a glimmer of hope."

More than a year has passed, how could I have forgotten this?

Zhu Yu now seems to be the public enemy of the entire inner sect disciples.

Whoever can destroy him will rise to power.

Regardless of whether they are inner sect disciples or registered disciples, everyone is probably eager to kill Zhu Yu as soon as possible!

It's a bit tricky...

Zhuyu pondered in his heart.

After practicing for more than a year, Zhu Yu also gained some understanding of the inner sect of Xianlu Sect.

The disciples of the Inner Sect are at least as good as the Sanjiu Heavenly Masters, and even surpass those of the Sanjiu Heavenly Masters.

The strongest disciple of the inner sect has the honorific title of the third prince of the inner sect.

These three people are Shu Chang, Lin Shaotong and Sima Qiu.

These three people have condensed more than forty-eight avenues in their bodies, and all of them have surpassed the thirty-nine qualities. They are the most popular candidates for the disciples of the sect master.

Moreover, the magical swordsmanship they practice are all above the mid-level Xuan level.

If we put aside their qualifications and just look at their combat prowess, they even surpass some named disciples.

Besides these three people, there are even more powerful ones among the named disciples.

Yunyue, Zhang Ya, Song Xiongfei, these are all extremely powerful beings among the registered disciples. Each of them has more than fifty avenues condensed in his body. The most defiant Song Xiongfei has seventy-two avenues condensed in his body.

Unparalleled in the entire generation of Xianlu Sect heavenly masters.

Although Zhu Yu's cultivation is not ordinary, he has not experienced the inner sect's Supreme Lotus Pond Enlightenment, and suffered a lot in his understanding of the Great Dao.

With his current strength, he really has no chance of winning against the top being among the registered disciples.

But who is Zhuyu?

Let alone the psychic master provoking him, even if no one provokes him, will he just cower because of the dangers outside the psychic fairy palace?

Knowing clearly that there are tigers in the mountains, one prefers to go to the tiger mountains. This is the personality of the squid.

It's really not Zhu Yu's character to pick on weaklings and act like a weakling. Even though he knows he can't fight, Zhu Yu dares to fight. He relies on this ruthlessness to survive until today.

Otherwise, how could he, a heavenly master, dare to fight against the spiritual master?

Say it, get out!

Without any hesitation, Zhu Yu flew into the air and went straight out of the Tongling Immortal Palace and headed straight for the Xianlu Pavilion.

Xianlu Pavilion is not open to outside sect disciples casually. To enter Xianlu Pavilion, outside sect disciples must wait for opportunities, such as opportunities such as the Little Trial in the Genius Valley.

However, Xianlu Pavilion is permanently open to inner sect disciples. Anyone who is an inner sect disciple can enter and exit Xianlu Pavilion.

After leaving the Spiritual Immortal Palace, the outside world is vast. Looking at the ethereal fairyland of Xianlu Sect, Zhuyu is like a bird out of its cage, feeling comfortable and timid to the extreme.

Looking at him like that, how can he regard himself as a monk who has no chance of becoming an immortal?

He seems to be more confident and more powerful than Master Yunyue and Master Taixu, the land gods that the sect has high hopes for.

Zhu Yu was walking with his sword in the clouds, and soon he felt powerful spiritual consciousness sweeping towards him from around him.

Then I heard someone exclaiming: "I'm not blind. Isn't that the squid that was thrown into the Soul Palace? He hid in the Soul Palace for more than a year and finally came out. Come on, let's go meet him for a while."

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Soon, some inner sect disciples approached Zhu Yu.

"No, I'm no match for him. He actually has forty-two avenues condensed in his body, and his momentum is powerful. Hey..."

"Forget it, forget it, let's not worry about him. After all, he is an outstanding person. Even the sect master admits that he is a rare genius. To deal with him, I'm afraid it will take a few senior brothers Shu Chang to do it..."

Approaching Zhuyu, some people started to back off.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhu Yu's mouth, but he was still carefree. He ran all the way to Xianlu Pavilion.

In the void in front of me, there was a sudden movement.

The originally peaceful space gradually became distorted.

In the twisted void, three figures emerged.

These three people all wear gray robes, and their cultivation levels are all at the peak of Heavenly Masters.

And each person has more than forty-eight avenues condensed in his body.

The three of them stood proudly in the void, blocking the way of the squid.

Zhu Yu still had a smile on his face and said calmly: "Tell me your name! Come one by one, or should you three come together?"

The pupils of the three people suddenly closed, and anger appeared on their faces.

A short and fat monk on the left smiled sympathetically and said: "Little Zhuyu, today is your day of death. Before you die, you still dare to speak arrogantly. You are really arrogant!"

"Sign up!"

The short and fat monk was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily and said: "I am Sima Qiu, I want you to remember my name and go to hell!"

Sima Qiu shouted loudly, stepped into the air, and launched his flying sword to attack Zhuyu.

Forty-eight avenues are condensed in his body, and the quality of the Heavenly Master is at the peak of the Thirty-nine.

What is even more sharp is his swordsmanship. His magical swordsmanship pierces the void, and there is a faint trace of the great avenue in the swordsmanship.

Obviously, his magical swordsmanship surpasses the ordinary Xuan-level swordsmanship, at least the Xuan-level intermediate or even advanced swordsmanship.

A sword penetrated the void, and the sharpness of the sword's light carried powerful spiritual power.

The spiritual power gathered into huge whirlpools in the void, enveloping all the squid.

Zhuyu stood proudly in the void, and was attacked by the opponent's sword from all directions at the same time.

The top three in the inner sect are indeed extraordinary in strength.

but……
To be continued...