Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

"Eternal Sword?"

"That's fine, senior, just return Emei for me. I think the heroine Guo Xiang was like Emei now!"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly, and the next moment he made a move with his right hand, his true energy moved, and the Yitian Sword inserted upside down in the distance flew directly into the air and landed in front of Jiang Chen's eyes.

"Freedom for future generations is a blessing, so Zhang Perfected Being doesn't have to worry about it!"

"I'll say goodbye now. If you have any questions, you can go to Quanzhen again!"

Jiang Chen nodded and directly held the Yitian Sword with his right hand, while the donkey under his feet moved up uncontrollably and stepped into the air again.

"Please feel free to visit us if you have time to do so!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded.

And Jiang Chen also gradually lifted into the sky and headed towards the outside of Wudang Mountain.

Not too much time has passed now.

Just one day.

Outside Wudang Mountain, many sects are still gathering.

But their moods had already changed at this moment.

The immortal descended.

This had an extremely huge impact on them.

Master Miejie of Emei was in a daze.

Huashan was throbbing, and the steps moved and then stopped.

Mingjiao has cluster fluctuations.

Other sects were talking a lot, making the whole Wudang place seem a bit noisy.

Fortunately, the majesty of the eight sects is still there, and the area closest to Wudang Mountain still maintains a relatively quiet scene. The leaders of the seven sects, as well as Mingjiao Yang Xiao, are among them.

Even at this moment, the members of the Beggar Clan have arrived here.

However, compared to the beggar gangs of the past, today's beggar gangs have declined due to the anti-yuan movement.

Although Yeluqi escaped with the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms.

But there is no future generation that can master the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms. The strongest previous generation gang leader only learned the Fifteen Dragon-Subduing Palms.

Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, the leader of the Beggar Clan of this generation, could only practice the first twelve palms, and his body was paralyzed by the practice, so his martial arts skills were far inferior to Yeluqi's.

In the plot, he lived in seclusion in the mountains with his wife and daughter, but was killed by gang elders Chen Youliang and Cheng Kun who colluded internally and externally. Shi Huolong and Cheng Kun exchanged blows for twelve times, Cheng Kun vomited blood and ran away, Shi Huolong was severely injured, and they fought for the second time. , Shi Huolong tried his best, and after using twelve palms, he still couldn't escape the enemy's poisonous hand.

At this time, although Shi Huolong was not dead, his legs were paralyzed.

At this moment, he has arrived here.

When the Beggar Gang arrived, all the sects also consciously moved out of the way.

Even though the Beggar Gang has declined at this moment, the Beggar Gang was still the best gang in the world, and the Beggar Gang paid too much for the Anti-Yuan Dynasty.

The famous and decent people still maintained their expressed respect.

The wheelchair was pushed, and Shi Huolong's figure approached.

He couldn't help but feel excited at this moment.

If people know the legend of immortals, they are like a gang of beggars.

Not only because of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, but more importantly, there are quite a few beggars in Xiangyang City. It was still so clear that the sword was falling from the sky that day.

"Immortal" "."

"Wonderland is indeed a fairy!"

The sound of muttering to himself and opening his mouth were Shi Huolong's words.

At this moment, he even had the urge to struggle to stand up.

But with his legs paralyzed, he obviously couldn't do it.

But just at this moment.

The mist rolled.

The thick fog ripped apart at this moment.

A figure slowly walked out from the sky.

The donkey remains the same, the green shirt remains the same.

This is the immortal who came on a donkey a day ago.

At this moment, the people below suddenly fell to their knees.

"See the Immortal!"

"See the Immortal!"

Voices spoke one after another. The senior leaders of the major sects did not move, but the disciples who returned below had large pieces secretly lying on the ground.

The top leaders of the major sects also had extremely complicated moods. They all looked to the sky, not knowing what to say.

In the sky.

Jiang Chen, who was riding out on a donkey, couldn't help but paused slightly.

He glanced at the entire community below and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Everyone is still here. That's fine. I have something to announce and I can also help you solve a problem!"

When he spoke, Jiang Chen's voice above the sky was obviously very soft, but at this moment it was transmitted to everyone's ears with incomparable clarity.

Even people far away.

And these words suddenly made everyone's ears prick up.

Even the top leaders of various sects could not help but feel fluctuations in their originally ups and downs.

Because this is what Jiang Chen said to them.

Although I don't know what's going on, just the sight of immortals standing in the sky is enough to make many people's minds wander.

But before their thoughts could change again, Jiang Chen had already spoken again.

"never mind!"

"Let me show you this first, we'll talk about it later!"

After speaking, the next moment Jiang Chen waved his right hand, and the sky in front of him gradually rippled.

As everyone looked up, a scene gradually formed above the sky.

"This is?"

Someone couldn't help but whisper.

But soon the sound stopped suddenly, because the scene in the picture attracted them all at once.

On top of the dilapidated tower.

It is an injured person who is being transported.

Bloody sky.

Gray scene.

Under the tower.

A famous Mongolian soldier was gathering.

The horses neighed, and the huge army could hardly be seen.

And among the army, huge buildings like monsters stood up, and they were rapidly approaching Xiangyang City.

Under the bloody sky.

War soon broke out.

The fighting began.

There was a huge roar, which was the impact of the returning artillery.

The city wall was shattering, and a large number of Mongolian soldiers moved towards the city tower.

Today was another tough day of fighting.

When night falls.

On top of the city tower, there were even scars everywhere.

In the city, in front of the huge furnace, the sound of hammering iron echoed in everyone's ears, as if coming from the scene in the sky.

In the picture, a burly man and a stunningly beautiful woman stood.

The man just stood there, but even through the illusory picture, he could still feel the majesty. Facing the man, no matter how narrow-minded he was, he seemed unable to have any evil thoughts.

The fire gradually dimmed.

"Brother Jing, Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms Nine Yin Sutra has been sealed in the sword. Do you need to treat the ground in the sword?"

The beautiful woman spoke.

The man seemed to ponder for a moment, then shook his head.

"Forget it, let's stick to Wu Mu's suicide note. After all, the Nine Yang Divine Art is not ours and we cannot make the decision without authorization."

The man's strong voice spoke.

"knew!"

The woman spoke again.

The fire seemed to burn again.

I don’t know how long it took, but an illusory broadsword and an illusory long sword vaguely appeared on the screen.

The man's sighing voice also appeared in everyone's ears at this moment.

".||We are incompetent, China is about to sink, and I don't know if those who come after us can drive out the Tartars and restore Huazhong."

The man's words were simple.

Under the sky, many people's expressions couldn't help but change when they saw long swords and broadswords.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword are mostly legends in this era.

It can be said that some people have seen it or even obtained it.

There were quite a few people present.

Not to mention the dragon-slaying knife, this thing was handed down from the Mingjiao, and the Mingjiao still knew what it looked like.

At this moment, the folding fan in Yang Xiao's hand instantly shattered, and his originally calm expression couldn't help but change at this moment.

"The dragon-slaying knife commands the world, and no one dares to disobey it. Wu Mu's suicide note, Wu Mu's suicide note, that's it, that's it!"

When the murmuring voice spoke, Yang Xiao's eyes became a little blurry.

At this moment, he had vaguely understood something.

The Yitian Sword is even more so. As it has been in the control of the Emei Sect all year round, and Emei is the only person who knows this secret, compared to the sudden realization of the others, Miejie Shitai's face has changed the most.

He turned pale almost instantly.

Because at this moment, the secret they had kept for decades in Emei became a joke.

"No, you, how can you!"

"No, you can't!"

Master Jiejie almost screamed.

(Made Zhao) But his reaction made the people who were still a little skeptical couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Shaolin.

"Amitabha, it turns out that back then, Hero Guo defended Xiangyang to serve the country and the people, using the dragon-slaying sword and the heaven-relying sword.

He spoke with a sigh and put his hands together.

Regarding the dragon-slaying knife, Shaolin really didn't have a big idea. As long as it was not obtained by Mingjiao and Wudang, they didn't care at all before. Now they are the only ones with the best mentality.

As for the Shaolin Temple, which has almost the most complete inheritance, it also thought of the cause and result of the matter in an instant.

Although the other sects are still confused, they generally understand the secrets of the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword.

The only things that are unclear are Wu Mu’s suicide note and Nine Yin Sutra.

But even the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms made people's hearts flutter, and many people couldn't help but look at Shi Huolong in the wheelchair.

And Shi Huolong's reaction was enough to make them even more excited.

"Guo Daxia, the Yellow Gang is the master of price!"

"The real hero Guo, Gang Leader Huang!"

Shi Huolong spoke in a murmuring voice, and the figure struggled to climb out of the wheelchair. With the support of his disciples, he seemed to be trying to catch the scene in the sky.

(Big chapter, there will be another update next!!).