It Took 100,000 Years of Immortal Cultivation To Discover That Xinxian Village Was a Forbidden Area

"Cultivation of immortals?"

Zhang Sanfeng clenched his fists, his expression was excited, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he was dubious.

Li Ming's mouth showed a faint smile, and a small Zhang Sanfeng made of peach blossoms still stood on his fingertips.

As the spiritual power from the fingertips drilled out, the peach blossoms spread out like a goddess and fell on the ground.

A terrifying chaotic mist instantly appeared on the surface of the body, with a thunderous thunder.

In Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, Li Ming's entire temperament changed, his black hair fluttered, and his white feathers fluttered, as if he was in a chaotic mist.

Like a god.

Zhang Sanfeng was dumbfounded.

To be honest, he doesn't believe it. Where in the world does a cultivator come from, only cultivating Taoism and practicing martial arts.

Cultivation cannot exist.

With his hundred years of experience, he can't believe it for the time being, and he must try to test it.

He took the initiative and launched a storm-like attack on Li Ming.

The hundred-year-old internal strength burst out, the palm turned into a fist, and the turbulent internal force was stimulated. He tried to break through the force visible to the naked eye, but he couldn't shake it at all.

The young man is like a big mountain, let the wind blow and rain, and he will stand still.

Li Ming stood on the spot, his mind moved.

Spiritual power entangled out, surrounding the body surface, and the qi training power roared out layer by layer, turning into a river and a sea.

He flipped Zhang Sanfeng out several dozen feet, his pupils were constantly shrinking.

Li Ming was so strong that he was surprised, and the inner strength of his body was working, but he couldn't shake Li Ming in the slightest.

If he knew that Li Ming only made a slight shot, he would be shocked and his jaw dropped.

"Then, I want to see your Tai Chi sword."

With a wave of Li Ming's hand, a sword flew out from the castle in the sky. This is the fairy sword.

It was Zhao Linger who fell in, and after leaving, the dragon-patterned wooden plaque rewarded her with the sword.

Although this sword is not a magic weapon, it is a good magic weapon.

"Then I'm welcome."

Zhang Sanfeng took the fairy sword and performed Taiji swordsmanship.

He studied two unique skills throughout his life, Taijiquan and Taiji swordsmanship.

It took a hundred years to refine the two secret skills to the peak, and they quickly shot, the sword intent roared, the peach blossoms filled the air, the fallen flowers were colorful, and the sword intent was infinite.

The gentle Tai Chi sword qi was inspired by him with terrifying power.

Continue to launch offensive methods.

The masculine internal force roared, and the peach blossoms flew.

His speed reached a certain level, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of silhouettes transformed and wrapped around Li Ming.

Taiji swordsmanship and Taijiquan roared like a dragon running berserk.

But no matter how he attacked, Li Ming stood there, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't break his spiritual defense at all.

He just showed 36 layers of spiritual power.

If he unleashed all his 1022 layers of spiritual power, Zhang Sanfeng would be crushed into powder in an instant.

Li Ming withdrew the aura defense, hid his left hand behind him, and only stretched out the **** of his right hand to fight with him.

Probably dozens of tricks.

Zhang San was sweating profusely, panting, "My inner strength is exhausted."

He sat on the ground panting, his cheeks covered with sweat.

Li Ming walked behind him and put his hand on his shoulder. Spiritual energy began to travel around his body. For a few seconds, Zhang Sanfeng was full of energy.

He looked at Li Ming in astonishment, this is definitely a means only an immortal can have.

He stared blankly, and didn't return to his senses for a long time, until Li Ming opened his mouth and threw his wandering thoughts back.

"Do you know why you can't beat me?" Li Ming said calmly.

"Please enlighten me." Zhang Sanfeng did not despise Li Ming because he was young, but asked him in a knowledge-seeking attitude.

"My internal skills are different from yours. I can turn spiritual qi into spiritual power, store it in my body, and spiritual power can also be transformed."

Li Ming said that he will solidify his spiritual power into a fairy sword, and then the fairy sword will be broken and turned into a clock tower, and then continue to evolve into a dog.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he returned to his true nature.

Everything disappears into nothingness.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes shone brightly, and his Dao might be able to make new breakthroughs, his eyes lit up.

"I have been staying at the pinnacle of martial arts. I haven't made a breakthrough for a long time. I want to seek a new way."

"The new way?" Li Ming looked at him and said, "The new way is not to practice martial arts, but to cultivate immortals."

"I am willing to use martial arts to enter Xianmen and seek a new way."

He has been pursuing the ultimate in Tai Chi all his life, and now he has reached the peak, and there is no new progress.

It is necessary to seek a new path in order to make a new breakthrough in Tai Chi.

Li Ming said with a smile: "A good one enters the fairy gate with martial arts, come with me."

Zhang Sanfeng followed behind him, his eyes scrutinizing the environment here and there, between the river and the river, the castle in the sky, there is no problem in calling this place an immortal world.

Li Ming took him to the first floor of the library.

Zhang Sanfeng is different from Qin Shihuang and Zhu Yuanzhang in the past. He has a very good foundation. He is even better at practicing martial arts than himself. Now he only needs a little guidance.

It will allow him to transform from martial arts training to immortal cultivation.

As expected, he at least told him some common basic knowledge points, and he began to study the knowledge of cultivating immortals by himself in the library.

"Can I take it with me?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Li Ming as if he was thirsty for talents, all good things.

He took everything he wanted and went back to study slowly.

"I'll copy it for you, it's only limited to the key knowledge on the first floor of the library."

If one or two copies are fine, he wants too much, so he can't take them all, he can only transcribe the rubbings.

"Thank you."

Zhang Sanfeng felt that the first floor of the Library Pavilion was enough.

Fortunately, he has mastered one mind and six functions, and he still has the Spring and Autumn Brush in his hand.

The Spring and Autumn Brush was the last time Wang Bo drowned, came here, and after he left, he was rewarded with a wooden sign with a dragon pattern.

Holding the Spring and Autumn Pen in his hand, the books on the first floor of the Library Pavilion appeared in his eyes, and his hand was quickly copying.

Zhang Sanfeng studied fascinatedly and practiced while sitting cross-legged on the ground. Sometimes when he asked questions, Li Ming answered them with all his heart and no pressure.

For two days~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhang Sanfeng wanted to study the books on the second floor, but he didn't finish the first floor, so he was told by Li Ming that he didn't have much time to stay.

Very sad.

He had no choice but to give up, stop reading books, and explore immortal cultivation issues with Li Ming, such as qi training.

Li Ming answered them one by one, and explained all the questions clearly.

Because once Zhang Sanfeng leaves, even if there is a problem, he can only study it independently.

After completing the theoretical research, I will discuss with Li Ming, consolidate the knowledge I have just learned, and ask questions again if I don’t understand it well.

In the end, Zhang Sanfeng left the place with the book.

……

Zhang Sanfeng returned to his own courtyard.

He was at a loss at this time.

Just like a dream.

The sky suddenly fell, and a book of ancient immortal cultivation books copied by Li Ming suddenly fell.

He looked at these books and his heart skipped a beat, but he didn't expect it to be real, not a dream.

He danced with joy, completely disregarding his image, just like a child.

"Why are you so happy?"

Several disciples who practiced martial arts came here and saw Zhang Sanfeng, who was over a hundred years old, in high spirits, and didn't know what he was happy about.

Suddenly, I noticed that ancient books fell from the sky, like rain.

Zhang Sanfeng said excitedly: "Hurry up, hold a martial arts conference, I have something to announce."

……

After Zhang Sanfeng left.

Li Ming withdrew his gaze and stared at the dead tree in front of the pavilion in the sky, and sure enough, a new bud grew.

He looked down at the dragon-patterned wooden plaque on his waist, which displayed a line of words: "Reward for 20 levels of Qi training."

Immediately, another line of text floated above.

"Reward Yin-Yang Fist and Yin-Yang Swordsmanship."