Chapter 382 The Four Steps of the Martial Saint, the Tenth Level of Magical Skills! (Second update)
Huhu~
In the wind and rain, Yang Yu stood on the back of an eagle, and wisps of electric light collided with the undefeated Tiangang, occasionally bursting out a ball of sparks.
The black dog huddled under his feet, and the goshawk's feathers stood upright. Both the dog and the eagle were frightened by the power of this world, and he was also touched in his heart.
He said to himself:
"Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the four signs of God's will..."
For ordinary people, if you want to achieve perfection in any superior martial arts, you will have to spend decades or even a lifetime to master it.
He has the Cauldron of Gluttony and can touch and comprehend the spirit of his predecessors through food. This is more than ten times more advantageous than ordinary people.
But even so, some things cannot be achieved overnight.
Especially after reaching the seventh level.
The four arrows of God's will include spring, autumn, winter, summer, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, birth, old age, illness and death, totaling twelve forms.
And after the Dacheng, everything will be unified.
But when he reaches the seventh level of practice, he has only practiced one or two of the movements to great perfection. The remaining ten movements are still at the stage of "meeting"...
At this time, feeling the power of heaven and earth at close range, he vaguely touched the opportunity for the success of 'rain', 'thunder' and 'lightning'.
And the four forms of ‘wind’, ‘rain’, ‘thunder’ and ‘electricity’ are combined into one ‘little myriad phenomena’, which is the context of the eighth grade.
If you want to practice this archery to the ninth level, you must practice all twelve postures to perfection and understand that "all things are unified".
Precisely because it is difficult to practice superior martial arts, the gap between each level is quite large. Often, a master-level martial artist may not be able to master a ninth-grade superior martial arts.
And according to legend, a magical skill such as the Undefeated Tiangang has a "tenth rank" that must be achieved to advance to the rank of Martial Saint. But that is a power comparable to magical powers, right?
Feeling the breath of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, he had an understanding in his heart. He also experienced transformation through traveling around the six virtual worlds, which was a symbol of realizing the energy of other heavens and earth.
But this is actually not a coincidence. Along the way north, whenever he saw wind or rain, he would drive the eagle upward. Initially, he avoided the Long Yuan Guard Yunying who was following him.
Later, when I saw the benefits, I faced the difficulties again and again.
This is extremely dangerous for ordinary people. The power of heaven and earth cannot be resisted by human beings. Even if the body of a master-level warrior is struck by lightning, he will not be able to escape unscathed.
However, his five senses are as sharp as those of a great master, and he can cooperate with his inner vision to understand the secluded world. He is very much like the legendary martial sage's instinct of "the cicada wakes up before the autumn wind blows" and "avoids danger when he senses it".
Of course, no matter how many times they experienced it, the dog and the eagle still could not get rid of their fear under this brilliant power of heaven.
"The power of black stone, electromagnetism..."
Yang Yu slowly opened his palm, and strands of electric light jumped and flickered in the envelope of Gang Qi, and sometimes made a sharp sound like a frightened bird.
This is another gain.
call
At a certain moment, he felt something in his heart, overlooking the city towering on the earth:
"Qingzhou City!"
Rumble!
Muffled thunder rolled from far to near, and lines of raindrops beat against the city walls.
"It's so stormy..."
Yuan Fei put up the pavilion with his hands, feeling a little sigh and excitement.
He was the focus of everyone's attention, and his actions naturally attracted various warriors who were watching. Countless people looked up to the sky and exclaimed.
Under the dense dark clouds, thunder and lightning flashed, and goshawks shuttled among them, moving with the wind and rain, sometimes rising and sometimes falling. It was shocking to watch.
Not many people could see clearly who was on the back of the goshawk, but everyone could see the figure that seemed to be surrounded by golden light.
How could anyone dare to walk through such a storm?
Not afraid of lightning?!
"That is……"
Wang Laodao was also startled.
Escorting the young prince to escape from the mansion, he tried his best to contact the two generals from Yunbai and Baizhou, and fought and fled to Qingzhou, but this was already his limit.
A grandmaster-level warrior has never opened a single orifice and cannot lock his soul from thousands of miles away, but his perception is equally astonishingly strong and cannot be avoided except in densely populated areas.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Fei also came looking for him. He was already desperate and determined to fight to the death to maintain his loyalty. But now when he saw the goshawk flying across the wind and rain, a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
"Who is this person?!"
There was an uproar in Qingzhou City. Whether it was Lin Bai, Qilian Qixiong and others, or the martial arts people with ulterior motives, or everyone including Zhang Longfu, they were all shocked.
Only Yuan Fei, with his lightning-like eyes, saw and recognized the person on the eagle's back.
It's him?
Phew!
The fine raindrops seemed to have finally left the dark clouds of thunder and lightning, and the goshawks sang loudly and joyfully.
"Night Demon, Yuan Fei?"
Yang Yu's perception was so sharp that even the misty heavy rain could not obscure his sight. He recognized the swordsman in black standing in the long street and looking at him.
This person is impressively ranked among the nine great masters of Longyuan City, and ranks higher than the Canghai Great Swordsman. He is also one of the few ruthless men with a record of killing grandmasters.
Looking from a distance, in his perception, the person was like a magic sword. One inch out of the sheath was enough to cut through the wind and rain, and his aura was extremely condensed.
"Interesting, interesting."
Even the wind and rain could not dissipate Yuan Fei's calm voice. He looked at the goshawk rising from the sky with interest and was slightly surprised:
"It's clearly not a level comparable to a condensed furnace, but it can kill Canghai, and it makes me feel a little bit alarmed. It's amazing, it's amazing!"
The level of martial arts is not insurmountable, and the level of blood exchange does not represent the level of martial arts. It is common in the martial arts world to defeat the strong with the weak, but this usually stops before Zhen Gang.
It rarely happens to master-level warriors, because those who can become a master are the best among their peers in terms of talent, understanding, and basic martial arts.
To be able to kill the master who forged hundreds of scriptures without being as strong as the furnace is extremely rare and even unimaginable in the world.
Just like the Qilian murderer he casually shot to death, it was hard for him to imagine what kind of means this person must have to fight against him.
Kill Canghai?!
Hearing Yuan Fei's words, the warriors inside and outside the long street were shocked, and those who were well-informed had already guessed the identity of the person coming.
"Beheading Sword Yang Prison?!"
Someone exclaimed, but was immediately swept by lightning-like eyes, the voice stopped suddenly, and he lowered his head in panic.
"Yang Prison?!"
Under the eaves of Chunfeng Tower, Lin Bai suddenly clenched the long sword in his hand, his pupils shrank violently, and extremely complex emotions surged in his heart.
This name is more than familiar to him?
In the past two years, he didn't know how many times he heard his clan members gnashing their teeth about this name, and it was like thunder to his ears.
But even those who hate him to the core have to admit that this person's talent and martial arts are probably comparable to Chu Tianyi, the contemporary of the four great masters, and even the most outstanding one in a hundred years.
Even more so than that!
call!
The goshawk flapped its wings, and Yang Yu fell in the rain. He looked at Yuan Fei from across the long street. Before he could speak, a figure suddenly jumped over, accompanied by a voice full of surprise:
"Brother-in-law!"
"??"
The streets are all quiet.
Everyone inside and outside the long street was stunned. With the sudden change in Long Yuan Road, Yang Yu's name became famous again. There were many people who knew that Princess Long Yuan intended to recruit him as her son-in-law.
only……
Looking at 'Zhang Longfu' who was being protected behind him by Wang Laodao, and then looking at the boy who was knocked down by Zhen Gang and fell into the mud, many people were unable to react.
"The incarnation talisman of Fu Shui Guan?"
Yuan Fei raised his eyebrows and sneered: "What a great Mr. Wang, he almost deceived me!"
The master observes people, understands their aura, and senses their intentions. Ninety-nine percent of the disguise methods in the world have lost their effect. There are only a few methods in the world that can hide from him.
This incarnation talisman is one of them. It is said that it can change the breath and spirit, which is enough to hide it from the great master and even the martial saint.
It's just said that only Taoist Yunni in Fu Shui Temple can draw this talisman...
Not to mention Yuan Fei, Yang Yu himself was also a little surprised. With his current perception, if this kid hadn't jumped out on his own initiative, he wouldn't have noticed anything strange.
"Your Majesty!"
Wang Laodao gritted his teeth.
He really didn't expect that the young prince would suddenly jump out, and he was a little panicked for a moment.
Of course he had heard of Yang Yu's name, but the person in front of him was Night Demon Yuan Fei, a great master who had the record of killing a grandmaster!
Moreover, today is different from the past. Who knows if this person may have ulterior motives?
He felt aggrieved, but had no other choice but to approach with a group of guards.
"Brother-in-law, it's me, Long Fu, Long Fu!"
Zhang Longfu didn't care at all when he stumbled due to the reaction of Gang Qi. He wiped his face with excitement.
From the proud son of heaven who was supported by everyone to the down-and-out young man who was hunted by everyone, the changes in the past few months were so drastic that he almost collapsed.
Seeing his relatives at this time, his heartstrings that had been tense for many days suddenly relaxed, and he almost shed tears. If he hadn't been a little worried about his face, he would have hugged his thighs and cried.
"…just wait."
Yang Prison frowned secretly.
Although Yu Fengxian also has a spoiled temperament, he is still resolute and upright, unlike this kid who is reckless and cries without saying anything.
Still looking rosy?
When I was escaping, I was still smelling of fat. Is this because it tastes pickled?
"Brother-in-law, be careful. This traitor is very powerful in martial arts. Grandma said that he is expected to break through to become a grandmaster in thirty years..."
Wang Daoren pulled Zhang Longfu away, who was still verbose, with caution in his heart.
On the other end, Yuan Fei also spoke:
"Canghai, how did you die?"
The fine raindrops turned into hazy mist in front of the two people, and Yang Yu looked calm:
"Is it important?"
"It's not very important either."
Yuan Fei showed a smile: "That idiot doesn't follow the orthodox swordsmanship, but instead learns the Hundred-step Flying Sword. I tried to persuade him not to listen, and it's not a surprise that he ends up like this."
Yang Yu was noncommittal.
"In the past hundred years in Qingzhou, there are only one or two people who can compare with you."
There was a hint of appreciation on Yuan Fei's face, which soon turned into indifference:
"It's a pity that you are a magical person. What I hate most in this life is people with magical powers like you. Just because you are lucky enough to get the Tao Fruit and recognize the master, you can reach the sky in one step..."
"What a coincidence."
Yang Prison narrowed his eyes:
"I also hate old guys like you who rely on their old age and neglect their old age."