clang!

The simple and powerful sound of the copper bell echoed in the mountains, startling countless birds. A young Taoist priest leaned on the balcony fence, holding a Taoist scripture in his hand and reciting.

The young Taoist Priest looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was wearing a coarse navy blue sermon robe. His long hair was casually pulled into a bun and was not combed carefully, making him look a bit messy and unruly.

But even so, it does not affect the unspeakable charm of this sloppy path. Coupled with that peerless handsome face, it is really like banishing an immortal to the mortal world.

The next moment, the sky brightened, and a ray of light swayed down from the sky.

It's sunrise time.

Lu Zhi raised his head and looked to the east. At sunrise, it was the time when the purple energy came from the east!

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity in the early morning of every day, Lu Zhi quickly sat cross-legged and meditated on the spot, and began to vomit regularly.

After about two sticks of incense had passed, and he had completed the count of ninety-nine for a week, a total of eighty-one breaths, a faint wisp of innate purple energy was absorbed into his body along with his breathing.

"Huh!" Lu Zhi exhaled a long breath and ended his daily morning practice.

‘This Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is too difficult to practice.’ Lu Zhi thought helplessly.

Ever since he traveled to this world eight years ago and was brought back to Wudang Mountain by his master Zhang Sanfeng and passed down the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, he has been practicing hard for such a long time, but he has only just developed a few meager skills so far.

Feeling angry.

Although Taoist martial arts is all about accumulation and accumulation, the progress of cultivation is too slow. He has already laid the foundation for eight years!

Every morning, as long as there is no rain or fog, Lu Zhi will come to the "Flower Viewing Pavilion" every day to collect the daily wisp of purple energy from the east, working diligently.

He raised one hand and silently performed the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, moving the true energy flow through the meridians throughout his body, but it only brought him a slight sense of warmth, relieving the coldness of the early morning.

"Sigh." Lu Zhi sighed softly. If I had practiced Wudang's ordinary mental methods at the beginning, I would probably be able to reduce my true energy now, right?

But such thoughts are just random thoughts. After all, even if he is given another chance to choose again, he will probably still hit his head against the south wall of Chunyang Wuji Gong.

After all, Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is the supreme martial arts in the Wudang Sect. It is the supreme martial arts scripture that the founder Zhang Sanfeng combined with part of Nine Yang Divine Kung Fu and many Taoist principles, and then spent nearly a hundred years of fine polishing to finally perfect it. Ordinary people can't even connect with it.

There is no qualification to practice.

Although Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu seems to have a somewhat obscure reputation in the original work, that is because the only person in the world who has learned this martial art is Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang!

Even the 'Son of Destiny' of this era, the protagonist Zhang Wuji, does not have the talent and ability to practice this magical skill, otherwise he would not have to learn the Nine Yang Magic Technique.

Lu Zhi even doubted whether the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu created by Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng still belonged to the category of martial arts!

After all, how could ordinary martial arts have such stringent requirements for practitioners? Even a destiny protagonist like Zhang Wuji cannot meet the requirements!

When he was practicing Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu, Lu Zhi always had an inexplicable feeling, as if he was not practicing internal martial arts, but cultivating immortality.

Thanks to his status as a time traveler, he seems to be born different, so he can meet the entry requirements for practicing Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu. Otherwise, I am afraid that the inheritance of this magical skill will be discontinued after Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng.

"Qingzhi."

A shout came from behind, Lu Zhi turned around and followed the sound, and saw a tall old man with white hair and a childlike face standing in the corridor, looking at him with a smile.

"Grandmaster." Lu Zhi quickly saluted.

This person is none other than the founder of Wudang Sect, Master Zhang Sanfeng.

He called Lu Zhi Qingzhi because Lu Zhi's master, Song Yuanqiao, added the character "Qing" to his name after accepting him as his disciple. It was both a name and a Taoist name, so Lu Zhi could also call him Lu Qingzhi.

, or Taoist Qingzhi.

"No need to be polite." Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand casually and said, "How was your practice today? Did you gain anything?"

"Reporting to the Patriarch." A wry smile appeared on Lu Zhi's lips, "Qing Zhi is dull and has not been able to understand the true meaning of 'Pure Yang'."

Zhang Sanfeng said: "No rush, no rush. My Taoist skills cannot be rushed for a while. Qingzhi, you are not yet old, it is time to accumulate more."

As he said that, he took another look at the Taoist scriptures placed by Lu Zhi in the pavilion, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Qingzhi, I see that your appearance has gradually entered the state of refining and refining qi. Originally, according to the old Taoist estimate, it should take another two years for you to reach this point. But the fact that you are already like this right now shows that you are

of hard work."

"In the recent period, please read more Taoist scriptures and understand the essence of the scriptures, and you will be able to master Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu."

When Lu Zhi heard this, he couldn't help but look happy. He immediately bowed to Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Thank you, Master, for the advice!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a smile and left immediately, while Lu Zhi was also excited. After eight years, he finally saw the light of day!

He was so eager that he immediately went down the mountain, returned to the Zhenwu Hall, and carried him directly into the library.

One day, two days and a month.

Just as Zhang Sanfeng said, Lu Zhi had reached the stage where the water was overflowing. A month later, he finally achieved some success in his Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu! The true energy in his body was self-generated and endless.

If the previous zhenqi was like a faucet that was not closed tightly, with every drop dripping down hard, then now, the pure yang zhenqi in his body is like a dam that has burst, with surging waves.

, surging!

Then, an extremely terrifying thing happened

- Lu Zhi just felt the satisfying feeling of surging true energy flowing through his body. The next second, it was like a black hole appeared in his body, and all the pure Yang true energy he had cultivated for many years was instantly absorbed.

Devoured it all!

[Ding, the energy replenishment is completed, the god-level random system is successfully started, and the information is being bound]

What?! The unknown voice suddenly sounded in his mind, which really startled Lu Zhi.

The next second, as if to answer his doubts, a series of rapidly beating garbled characters suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and then turned into a golden projection light screen, and began to show handwriting.

[Current world: Heaven and Dragon Sword.]

[Host: Lu Zhi.]

[Skills: Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu (first level, 24/2000, first glimpse of the door.), Tai Chi (sixth level, 1149/1800, comprehensive understanding.), Finger Wrap Soft Sword Technique (fourth level, 217/1000)

Entering the hall.), Tiyunzong (seventh floor, 2019/2200 for comprehensive understanding.), Shenmen Thirteen Swords (first floor, 87/300, first practice for beginners.), Mianzhang (second floor, 241/500,

A first glimpse into the door.)]

【Points: 0.】

Overall evaluation: A second-rate player.

Looking at the game attribute panel that looked like a third-rate web game in his memory, even Lu Zhi couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Chapter completed!