Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

Scattered on the rivers and lakes, there are very few unique skills that allow these rivers and lakes to practice to the "external scene" state described in the description.

Most of them are just a simple external release of internal force, such as the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon, which strikes a dragon with one palm, which is rare in the world.

And this kind of cheats, Cao Zhe created a lot.

All of them are collected in the Copper Hall, and only with his permission can they be browsed and borrowed.

This is one thing to cultivate power, and the second is to transform martial arts in this world.

With two prongs, it only takes 20 years at most, the martial arts atmosphere in the whole world will change drastically, and the upper limit will be raised a lot.

"May I ask Daoist Zhang, what is the state above the eighth rank?" The time for a stick of incense has passed, and people can finally speak. At this time, the person who asked Cao Zhe was a man with a piano box on his back and a long sword on his waist. The white-clothed young man's appearance is only a fraction behind Cao Zhe himself.

Cao Zhe casually gave an identification technique.

"What's the point?"

"The future three sages of Kunlun? The generation of strange people who were originally the same generation as Zhang Sanfeng and once competed with him, but he did not reach the original Zhang Sanfeng's realm after all, and he did not live as long as Zhang Sanfeng." Cao Zhe knew it well, and his tone became more and more peaceful.

It would be a pity that such a talent would not join the Wudang faction!

"Above the eighth grade, it is broken!"

"Shatter the void, break the boundary and ascend!" Cao Zhe said with certainty.

Although he doesn't know where he will go after breaking the boundaries and being squeezed out of this world.

It may be the endless void, or it may be a higher world.

But the Shattered Void does exist.

The world has its upper limit, and if it can't bear it, it will be squeezed out...unless you encounter a strong nail like Cao Zhe.

Not only did he not dare to forcibly reject him, but he also served him well.

When the crowd heard this, they were all in an uproar.

People in this world have never heard of the fact that warriors can shatter the void.

Since ancient times, only practitioners have attained Taoism and ascension.

Does that mean that when martial arts practice exceeds the eighth rank and enters the ninth rank, which is the last unrecorded arrangement, one can ascend to the fairy world?

People's eyes became brighter and brighter.

I just feel that the legendary Dao of Xiuxian is close at hand.

He Zudao also had great mood swings, but he hid it well and seemed to be calm: "Then dare to ask Master Zhang, what rank are you in now?"

Cao Zhe thought about it seriously, and then said casually: "Poverty? Poorness is a little different from you. If you really want to care about it... probably in the tenth rank, or the eleventh rank?"

...!

The audience was silent again.

Only this time, it wasn't because Cao Zhe used his special acupuncture technique.

He Zudao was also overwhelmed by Cao Zhe's answer.

Originally, he thought that Cao Zhe said that he was at the seventh or eighth rank.

After all, it is a common problem of many people in the arena to speculate about the future before their own realm has been reached.

Therefore, there are many so-called peerless martial arts. After practice, they are often unsustainable. There are omissions or defects in the recorded formulas and recorded practice methods, and it is impossible to practice completely.

He never imagined that Cao Zhe directly surpassed the definition of grade he had planned, jumping above everything.

"Then...why are you still here?" It really took a lot of courage for He Zudao to ask this question.

After all, He Zudao may still be He Zudao.

But Zhang Sanfeng is definitely no longer Zhang Sanfeng.

"Because I am strong!"

"I'm strong!" Cao Zhe said with a smile, pointing up his fingers.

"So strong that as long as I don't want to leave, God will have nothing to do with me." Cao Zhe continued.

Cao Zhe has no intention of restraining or hiding.

This is the time to show off your muscles, so it's boring to hide.

In this world, unless there is a technological leap forward, pacifists will be brought out directly.

Otherwise nothing could threaten him.

"He's so strong... Are we really in the same world?" In the crowd, a diehard skinhead member silently wavered.

"Maybe, this is the big brother of cultivating immortals in reality! I can't be offended! I can't be offended!" This baldhead member who was originally thinking of creating chaos and going to rescue Zhou Botong while there were too many people quietly put his mind to rest. Then I also had the idea of ​​joining the Wudang faction.

After all, it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree!

"Okay, don't talk about these boring things!"

"If you have any questions about the grading of the eighth-rank martial arts, you can ask questions now, and I will answer randomly." Cao Zhe said.

The people who were shocked, no matter whether they were completely convinced in their hearts or not, at least they would not lag behind in their mouths, and raised their hands to ask questions.

And Cao Zhe would randomly choose a pleasing answer.

Between the question and answer, time flew by quietly.

From morning to evening, and from evening to morning.

The question and answer, which lasted for a day and a night, finally came to an end.

Cao Zhe could eat the wind and drink the dew, and never sleep. Those ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, although their physical fitness is far stronger than ordinary people, are still mortal and need to eat and sleep.

Twelve hours of question-and-answer training and high-intensity concentration have exhausted many people.

"Okay! This lecture is over."

"Let's leave, everyone!"

"Also, next time I come to Xunpindao to ask questions, I will get Wudang Mountain!" Cao Zhe said.

This sudden decision surprised many people.

A disciple who lives in Zijin Mountain and whose home is in Jinling City couldn't help but said, "Master! Are you... wanting to abandon our foundation and us?"

Cao Zhe laughed and didn't answer the question directly.

Instead, it goes down the cloud step by step.

He reached out and grabbed a corner of the copper hall.

"rise!"

With a loud bang and a loud bang, the bronze temple, which weighs at least tens of thousands of catties, was lifted up so easily.

Cao Zhe held the bronze temple with one hand and volleyed in the air with one step.

"Move the Big Dipper across Nanchen, hold the sun and moon wheel with one hand. Fly up Wudang Mountain, and it will turn into a cloud in a moment."

After finishing speaking, he said: "The matter here is over, and the poor will go!"

Afterwards, thousands of clouds were rolled up, and riding the red light of the morning glow, they went straight to the direction of Wudang Mountain.

On the Zijin Mountain, the truth is true, and the entry into the WTO is originally the birth of the World Bank!

The seeds have been sown!

If you want to continue to advance, Zijin Mountain is not suitable.

Ask for help!Ask for help!

Why not seek proof?

After all, Zijin Mountain is too close to the bustling and mundane, so it is enough to be a separate courtyard. If it is a base camp, it is indeed almost meaningless.

The only way is to return to Wudang Mountain, hide among the ups and downs of the mountains, and sit on the sea of ​​waves and clouds. When ordinary people come to see, they need to untie their swords and walk, ten steps and one tap.

When seeing the true immortals again, you will be in awe, and you will be able to solemnly respect the magic method and be grateful.

Chapter 77 The Wind Across the Rivers and Lakes

Cao Zhe's unrestrained walk is equivalent to throwing a Dongfeng Express into the entire rivers and lakes, sweeping the world.

If Cao Zhe's first sermon was just to spread his own martial arts, then the purpose of this second sermon is to transform the martial arts structure of the entire world.

Let the world gradually become his shape.

But in the face of Cao Zhe's strong attack, other Jianghu sects had no ability to resist.

This is not simply fighting and killing, and Cao Zhe is not one of those martial arts lords who always want to unify the Jianghu for no reason, but kill the Jianghu completely, and prepare to rule a lonely one.

Of course, Cao Zhe’s Wudang sect is not unique in the unique knowledge that can release the location. , to be eligible to study.

How can it be like Wudang School, as long as you get started, as long as you reach the required level, you can go to the supermarket to choose?

Even if someone breaks the rules and chooses to emulate Wudang, spreading the unique knowledge to the outside world.

However, the gap in quantity is still irreparable.

The end result is nothing more than leaking out of the best knowledge, and the talent has not been retained.

For many so-called famous sects, they obviously did nothing wrong, they were just abandoned by the times.

After Cao Zhe's announcement of the eighth-rank realm of martial arts became popular in the world, the third-rate cheats that Cao Zhe passed on became hard currency for the most gunners.

In those places with well-developed logistics and transportation, that's all!

In a relatively remote place with inconvenient transportation, the martial arts secrets passed down by Cao Zhe did indeed cause a lot of bloody battles.

Quite a few so-called heroes of the rivers and lakes beat their heads to the ground for a book or even half of a martial arts cheat book...

Compared with believing that Cao Zhe is the true immortal in the world, those Jianghu people who have not seen him display extraordinary skills believe in the legendary "No. [-] in the world" more.

Calling the Wind and Calling the Rain may be a fake, but defeating Zhen Zhibing and becoming No. 1 in the world of martial arts, this cannot be faked.

Shaolin Temple... Some monks who were determined to repair the ruins and plan to rebuild the temple, after reading Cao Zhe's secret books and the new definition of martial arts, kowtowed silently to the Buddha for one night, and then went down Shaoshi Mountain with their burdens on their backs. Turn to Wudang Mountain.

In the Quanzhen sect, a large number of outer sect disciples fled, no matter how strict the religious rules are, they can't restrain the already slack hearts.

Zhen Zhibing returned in defeat and imprisoned himself in the ancient tomb. Qiu Chuji and the others were also old and not good for managing affairs.

The entire Quanzhen Sect, the dragons lost their heads, they were in a mess, on the verge of disintegration.

Some of the beggar gang gradually disliked the disciples of the beggar gang's faction, and began to choose to turn in the direction of Wudang Mountain, maybe change it, throw away the beggar's outfit, and prepare to wear Taoist robes.

Kunlun, Funiu, Kongtong, Qingcheng, and even Mingjiao, whose vitality was seriously injured, has not yet recovered, and was hit hard, have a large number of disciples who fled, and then chose to switch to the Wudang sect.

However, many of those who chose to leave were elite disciples of the younger generation, who belonged to the mainstay of the sect's development in the next few decades.

Without this group of talents, some sects with weak foundations may even disappear directly into the waves of the rivers and lakes.

Weishui River!

Three middle-aged men in their thirties were besieging a heroic young man.

It was supposed to be an overwhelming suppression, but it was this heroic young man who kept making moves and showing mercy.

Finally, without checking any moves, the young man pierced one of them through the shoulder with his sword.

The blood immediately stained the weeds on the ground red.

In a panic, the young man lost his previous ruthlessness, and immediately knelt down.

"Master...disciple is not filial!" said the boy.

Supporting the injured middle-aged man at the side, he glared and said, "Chang Ping! You were picked up from the dead by your master, and you have been raised for 17 years. Now that you have heard some rumors, you are leaving my Chang'an Sword Sect. Switch to another family... Your conscience has been caught by a dog?"

With tears in his eyes, the young man kowtowed, but he stood up and said, "Master! Uncle! Have you read the martial arts secrets handed down by Master Zhang? You know that martial arts in the world, the eighth rank is determined, and there are nine ranks above the eighth rank." product?"

"Master, Uncle Master... Our Chang'an Sword Sect, although it follows the ancient tradition and catches up with the Tang Dynasty, the most powerful Changhe Sword Art is no match for the third-rate Wudang swords that are everywhere in the streets today."

"I am willing to serve you, but I... I am not reconciled! Seeing the eagle in the sky, I don't want to be an ant on the ground anymore."

"Ajuan, the daughter of the owner of Noodle Soup, originally liked her disciple, but now she has changed her mind because of Wang Ying, a street gangster who learned a few more third-rate Wudang moves."

"I don't care about that Ajuan, but my master and my uncle... I don't want to just like this... just delay my life like this!"

The injured middle-aged man gradually calmed down, but there was an unavoidable sadness in his expression.

"you……!"