Chapter 163 Listening to the monthly monthly ticket for the first time)
On the early morning of the third day after returning to Banyue Tower, Zhuang Wudao took Nie Xianling out of the house early. With the magnetic escape that Yun'er worked out for him, even among the mountains, even with one person behind him,
Zhuang Wudao was still relaxed and composed.
This magnetic escape, at its fastest, can travel seven thousand miles in one day, surpassing the escape speed of most monks. Zhuang Wudao walked all the way, even several Foundation Establishment realm monks who had mastered air flying were far away.
Far behind.
This caused countless Lichen disciples on the road to pay attention and their eyes were filled with incredible expressions.
And just when Zhuang Wudao saw the peak of Xuanling Mountain hidden in the clouds and mist from a distance, there was a sudden scream from above.
"You're so fast. Junior Brother Seventh, what kind of escape method are you using?"
A figure walking with a sword suddenly landed beside Zhuang Wudao, his eyes full of curiosity: "Using Yuan Magnetism and the repulsion of the earth's core is very good. In terms of escape speed alone, it is faster than many foundation-building monks.
Hurry up."
"senior?"
Zhuang Wudao glanced sideways and saw that the person coming was none other than Sikong Hong. He smiled and said, "I call it magnetic escape. It's just a small path that can't be reached on the surface. The escape speed is fast, but it can't be used in actual combat."
Fighting has limited use."
Since he learned this magnetic escape technique, he has always wanted to combine this technique with his big monument smashing hand and bull demon yuan hegemon body, so that it can be used in actual combat.
His extreme speed is as fast as a ghost, and combined with the various spells in the Great Monument Slammer and Tianxuan Zhaoshi Sutra, his combat power will definitely increase again.
However, time is too short. How can it be so simple to create a movement technique that matches Magnetic Escape out of thin air?
But fortunately, he still has a year to spare, so he has enough time to study.
Zhuang Wudao knew very well that even if he mastered the art of controlling the air in the future, it would still be far inferior to his own 'magnetic escape'.
And the art of flying with a sword may not be faster than this 'magnetic escape'. The speed of flying with a sword is closely related to the quality of the sword.
Many monks use their best swords to escape into the air. However, during battle, they either switch to another sword or simply give up and still use the art of flying in the air.
Therefore, even if you reach the realm of Jindan Yuanshen, your own 'Magnetic Escape' is still very useful.
"You can travel seven thousand miles a day, but it can't be considered a small path. Many monks would envy you. Besides, your escape method still has room for improvement. What happens in the end depends on your talent in magic and martial arts."
Sikong Hong didn't dwell too much on Zhuang Wudao's escape method. There was a strange light in his eyes and he asked directly: "So, who had a private meeting with the white-backed monster ape in the Tiannan forest half a month ago?
Is it you, junior brother?"
Zhuang Wudao's heart skipped a beat, and chills stood up all over his body. For a moment, he thought that his blood sacrifice with magic had been noticed by others.
However, Zhuang Wudao calmed down after only a moment of practice. When he left that day, he cleaned up all the traces there. Even Yun'er's spiritual consciousness did not notice anything strange.
Besides, if he was really discovered, Sikong Hong would not behave like this.
Knowing himself, he didn't have much time to hesitate. Zhuang Wudao nodded: "It was that day when the white-backed demon ape found me, threatened his life, and asked me for the true form of the sun-devouring blood ape."
"The true form of the sun-devouring blood ape? It's true—"
Sikong Hong groaned and turned a little pale: "In the end, you gave it to it? Yes, since you are still standing here alive, then it must be satisfied."
Zhuang Wudao showed a look of regret on his face: "I, Zhuang Wudao, cherish my life and have unrealized ambitions, so I don't want to die in the forest and under the palm of that monster ape. In the end, I feel ashamed of my sect. I am really ashamed.
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"Hey, what are you ashamed of? Who doesn't cherish your own life? If it were me, I might not have the courage to hold on to the end, just because there are things in my heart that I can't let go of. Isn't it the true form of the sun-devouring blood ape?
It’s not a big deal. Even if that monster ape reaches the fourth level, the threat to our Lichen Sect will still be limited.”
Sikong Hong waved his hand magnanimously, as if he didn't care much, but his eyes were extremely solemn: "But from now on, you can know this matter and I know it, and don't let others know it again."
Zhuang Wudao said nothing and gave him a grateful gift. He knew that Sikong Hong's love for him was indeed sincere.
Immediately, he remembered something again. Zhuang Wudao waved to Nie Xianling, who had gone far away to avoid it, and called him back.
"Senior, I just have something to ask of you here. If something unexpected happens to me one day, I wonder if I, my spiritual servant, can be taken care of by senior so that she won't be driven out of the mountains of Nanping?"
"It doesn't matter, it's just a trivial matter, but why do you want me to beg you like this?"
Sikong Hong's eyes were strange, and he looked Zhuang Wudao up and down carefully.
"Junior brother, I think your temperament is really strange. You seem to think that you may not live long? This is not good."
Zhuang Wudao was silent. In Yue City, he was in a precarious state almost every day. But in Tiannan Forest, he was even more victorious.
How can we feel safe if this happens every day?
He will only experience more dangers in the future. He doesn't realize that he can get away with it every time and turn danger into safety.
Arranging an escape route for Nie Xianling in advance would also save him one less worry and burden.
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The place where Master Jiefa held his first sermon was the lecture hall under the top of Xuanling Mountain. The huge hall was divided into main hall and side halls, which could accommodate seven thousand disciples.
But even though the lecture hall was so spacious, it was still not enough for use when many Lichen disciples gathered. Even the corridor outside the hall was full of disciples.
Some of those who came late even took a futon and sat outside in the snow.
Zhuang Wudao was a disciple of Jie Fa and a true disciple. Although he was in the realm of Qi training, he was given preferential treatment and sat in the first row, next to Sikong Hong, in front of many foundation-building monks.
He finally met his senior brothers and sisters. Senior brother Lian Xiao was away on business and was not in Lichen. Only second senior brother Yun Lingyue, third senior sister Feng Xue, and fifth senior brother Sikong Hong were in Xuanling Mountain.
Sixth senior brother Ling Huaying was seriously injured, and he still does not know whether he is alive or dead. Su Qiu, who he had met once, also had something to do and went to the southeast.
The second senior brother is a gentle gentleman with a handsome face, and treats him very gently. The third senior sister, Feng Xue, is a dashing female cultivator with a strong aura. She is lukewarm towards Zhuang Wudao but also a little curious.
examine
It didn't happen that Su Qiu deliberately made things difficult for him during the exam.
In addition, there are three uncles, one is Lei Fen, one is Jie Qianchou, and the other one is named Mingxin, who is also a female crown. They have lived for three hundred years and are his masters.
The junior brother of Zunjie Fa Zhenren.
Within the Lichen Sect, the nine-gold elixirs of the Xuanling Mountain lineage are actually just the single-knuckle Fa Zhenren lineage.
Master Jiefa's master back then was just a foundation-building disciple, but his ability to train his disciples was truly outstanding.
Among the disciples, seven out of ten have achieved the Golden Elixir. And the one with the highest natural spiritual root is the Jie Dharma, which is only a second-grade spiritual root.
Master Jiefa is not inferior to Master Nai in this regard. The six disciples he has accepted so far have all achieved the golden elixir.
Therefore, within the Lichen Sect, when this lineage was at its peak, it could be said to be very powerful.
However, in addition to the lineage of Jiefa Zhenren, there are actually many Jindan monks in the Xuanlingshan lineage. Sitting in the lecture hall at this time, there are six or seven in total, and there are three or five more, because each of them
For some reason, he didn't show up today.
When it comes to the prosperity of golden elixirs, Xuanling Mountain can be said to be the number one in the Lichen Sect.
A clear copper bell rang, causing the entire hall to fall silent. Jie Fa appeared from the back of the hall and stepped onto the altar above.
After some etiquette, he did not immediately start to pay attention to the rules, but looked at Zhuang Wudao with a smile: "I heard from Lingyue that you used acupuncture to rescue two inner disciples in Linhai a few days ago, and drove away wolves for them.
Jackal blood poison? And for Wu Huan and others, we relieved the danger of being attacked by jackals."
Zhuang Wudao was stunned, glanced at Yun Lingyue, then leaned over and said with a salute: "It does happen, but it's just a matter of effort. It's an obligatory matter, and it's not worthy of Master's attention."
"Well done. This is how I, the disciples of the Lichen Sect, should help each other and support each other. A single arrow will break, but many arrows will be difficult to break."
Master Na Jiefa smiled happily: "I know you have good medical skills, but you were able to recover from being poisoned by wolf jackal blood poison for six hours, but it was really unexpected. I know you are studying medical skills more and more, and you are poisoned by Shi Ming
The Qi Practitioner of Jing Yan can also revive him. Wudao, your talent in medicine is astonishing, but you should not neglect this skill in the future. If you have shortcomings in daily life, you might as well apply acupuncture and medicine to Li Chen's disciples."
When he said this sentence, Zhuang Wudao clearly felt that the eyes looking at him from behind were less sharp and burning.
Even the uncles who were in the Golden Core Realm looked at him with much gentler eyes.
Zhuang Wudao immediately understood. This was a rule that was specially promoted to him so that he could integrate into Li Chen more easily. It was a well-intentioned move.
With fifth-grade spiritual roots, he became a disciple of the True Master Yuanshen, and even occupied a place as a secret disciple. I don’t know how many people in Lichen were envious, and how many people were dissatisfied and jealous.
However, with Jiefa's words, the hostility of these Lichen Sect disciples towards him could be reduced to a minimum.
At this time, Jie Fa's gaze suddenly turned sharp: "Everyone should know that three months ago, I, Jie Fa, added another disciple to my family. This boy has a Zhuang character and a name of Wudao. He is my last disciple. I, Jie Fa
I love him so much that I regard him as my nephew and send him to
I have high hopes. Wu Dao, his cultivation is still weak, and he needs my wings to protect him, and I really don’t want him to be hurt at all. If there is a second Huaying, he will be cut off from my Xuanling Mountain lineage. Today I tell you
You are waiting in front of me. From now on, please don’t say that I am not predicting what I have said.”
His words were like a gust of wind. Especially the last few sentences were as loud as thunder. There was a rustling sound throughout the hall, and all the monks in the hall turned pale.