Zhutian: Integrating exercises, I will practice the strongest martial arts

After about a stick of incense time.

Lin Wuye's eyes slowly opened, he had comprehended all of Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship, including the Dugu Nine Swords, which was a master of Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being called the sword demon. If this sword intent is stronger, it will be really difficult for me to win."

From this sword intent, Lin Wuye saw the strength of Dugu Qiubai.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, Dugu Qiubai can be said to have reached the front of everyone!
Throughout the ages, no one in swordsmanship can match it!

It's a pity that he failed to fight with his true self, it was just a sword intent, which only made him a little excited.

If his deity is present, it must be an extremely exciting battle!

Lin Wuye thought so in his heart, the purpose of this trip to Sword Demon Valley has been achieved.

The divine sculpture landed on the ground, circling around Lin Wuye in a very surprised look. It was the first time it saw someone's sword intent that could defeat his master.

The sword power of the person in front of him is not weaker than that of the master back then.

That's enough to make it amazing!
"Brother Diao, thank you for bringing me here to pay respects to Senior Sword Demon. I have reached the purpose of my trip, so I won't stay here for long."

Lin Wuye had no interest in the sword left by Dugu Qiubai in the valley. He came here to see the elegance of Dugu Qiubai's nine swords.

The Divine Condor was slightly startled, apparently he did not expect that Lin Wuye had just arrived and was about to leave.

I thought I had an interesting partner, but there was a look of disappointment in my eyes.

"Brother Diao, would you like to accompany me to see the beauty of this world?"

Lin Wuye naturally saw the loss of the divine sculpture. The divine sculpture in front of him had been in this valley for an unknown number of years.

Since Dugu Qiubai left, it has been living alone.

This is very lonely!
Lin Wuye also didn't want the divine sculpture to die of old age in this valley. Although Yang Guo would come in the middle and late stages of the original book, but now this world has been destroyed by him in a mess.

Whether the trajectory of the original work will be reproduced is not certain.

He also didn't want this divine sculpture to age and die here.

A flash of surprise flashed in Shen Diao's eyes, but he looked at a tomb in the deep valley with some hesitation. It was the tomb of Dugu Qiubai!
"Brother Diao, senior Dugu probably doesn't want you to stay here forever, he must also hope that you can have a wonderful life!"

Lin Wuye understood the concerns of the divine eagle, and he could know what kind of person he was in the sword intent duel with Dugu Qiubai just now.

Naturally, they would not want the divine sculpture to be buried here.

The divine eagle looked at Lin Wuye, and saw that he nodded to it. With the desire for the outside world in his heart, coupled with Lin Wuye's enlightenment just now, it decided to leave with Lin Wuye.

cry!
The divine eagle uttered a high-pitched cry, and flew down in front of Dugu Qiubai's tomb, slightly bending its body, saying goodbye.

Lin Wuye naturally came to this tomb with it.

The tombstone on it said the tomb of Dugu Qiubai, but Lin Wuye was curious, and swept it with the power of sea consciousness, and found that there were no bones.

"Huh!? Dugu Qiubai is not here! I said how could such a strong person be confined in such a world, it turned out to be Shattered Void!"

Lin Wuye thought of these things only for a moment, and when he looked at the divine sculpture that silently bid farewell, he couldn't help but have an idea in his heart.

Perhaps in the future, if it is possible, it is possible to see Dugu Qiubai again.

After all, he can travel through endless worlds of the heavens.

Of course, with his strength now, he can also shatter the void and go to other worlds.

But the danger level of Shattered Void is very high, far less safe than the panel.

He didn't want to gamble on such a matter of luck.

cry!
"Are you ready? Let's go then."

A chirping sound interrupted Lin Wuye's thoughts, he looked at the somewhat excited divine sculpture and smiled slightly.

The Divine Condor patted his back with his wings, motioning for Lin Wuye to sit up.

"Hahaha, then I'll be impolite, Brother Diao."

Lin Wuye flew directly onto the back of the divine eagle, and sat cross-legged.

The divine eagle soared straight up, rolled up endless wind and air, and let out excited screams.

Obviously, it is also very eager to go out and see the outside world.

Now, getting one's wish fulfilled is naturally an uncontrollable excitement and joy.

Lin Wuye's thoughts fell into the mind of the divine sculpture, and he pointed out a route to make it go in the predetermined direction.

The divine eagle nodded slightly, adjusted its direction, flapped its wings, and flew at extreme speed!
…………

desert.

There are many tribes and nomads here, and a strong atmosphere prevails here.

Today's desert grassland is dominated by the Mongols.

The Mongols are brave and good at fighting. Almost every soldier can ride horses and shoot arrows, and they are taller than the Song people in the Central Plains!
Today's Mongolian tribes are still falling apart, not so powerful, and they are still affiliated with the Kingdom of Jin.

Temujin tribe.

Near an extremely ordinary tent, there are six strange-looking Central Plains people teaching Kung Fu to a ten-year-old boy.

It's a pity that after the young man learned a set of martial arts, the six warriors shook their heads, very annoyed why the young man was so stupid.

The boy saw that the masters were very dissatisfied with his progress, and blamed himself:
"Six masters, I'm sorry, Guo Jing let you down again."

The young man is Guo Jing, and these six warriors are people from the Jianghu known as the Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River.

In the original book, the seven Jiangnan monsters met with Qiu Chuji and each taught Guo Xiaotian and Yang Tiexin's son martial arts. Eighteen years later, the apprentices of both sides competed in the Zuixian Tower in Jiaxing, Jiangnan!

This will prove who is more powerful!
Now, the Jiangnan Seven Monsters have taught Guo Jing for two years, but Guo Jing has not seen any progress in martial arts.

The Jiangnan Seven Monsters couldn't help being anxious about the future martial arts competition.

"Jing'er, you... oh..."

Ke Zhen'e, the flying bat who is the head of the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River, was very dissatisfied with Guo Jing's qualifications. After sighing repeatedly, he turned and left with his iron staff.

It seemed that he didn't want to look at Guo Jing.

Several other masters shook their heads again and again, and followed Ke Zhen'e away.

Only the female Yue Nv Jian Han Xiaoying among the six touched Guo Jing's head to comfort him.

"Master Han, isn't Jing'er very useless, you can't learn it no matter how hard you try."

Guo Jing blamed himself very much, looked at Han Xiaoying and said.

"Jing'er, don't think too much, keep going, and think about the subtleties of martial arts."

After Han Xiaoying comforted her for a while, she also left.

Guo Jing was left alone.

"Am I really that useless? But I've tried so hard, why can't I learn it! Why am I so stupid!"

Guo Jing was a little annoyed at his own stupidity, he kept beating the ground with his fists, blood came from his little hands, and he didn't seem to stop at all.

cry!
A high-pitched chirping sound fell on Guo Jing's ears, attracting his attention.

"If you want to learn martial arts well, come to the back mountain at midnight tonight!"

Immediately afterwards, an ethereal voice fell into Guo Jing's heart, as fascinating as the sound of the Tao...