Kyushu Daoist Master

Zhuge Changyun's body appeared in the sky. After seeing Zhuge Changyun appear, many disciples in the martial arts academy breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, everyone reacted and began to shout in unison.

Zhuge Changyun returned safely, but the martial emperor did not show up. This result has already appeared. There is no need to say many things. This disaster was overcome by their Piaomiao Martial Academy!

The martial emperor himself failed to break through the Piaomiao Martial Academy. This outcome undoubtedly made the morale of the entire Piaomiao Martial Academy reach the peak of Ia. These outer courtyard disciples and registered disciples were constantly cheering and trying every means to celebrate.

Even the seventh-grade master could not destroy the Piaomiao Martial Academy. This is the foundation of the Zhenzhou force. This is the strength of the Zhenzhou force. Many disciples who are not good enough in cultivation did not realize the real situation in the outside world. They also did not know that it was actually all the top masters of the four academies and five sects who fought together to beat back the seriously injured Ji Shitian, so they fell into such a crazy situation.

Zhuge Changyun looked at those crazy disciples, calm on the surface, but sighed secretly in his heart. At present, morale was high, and he would not tell the truth. No matter what, high morale was a good thing for Piaomiao Martial Academy, which had closed its gate for half a year.

It didn't matter if these disciples didn't know the truth. High morale could help Piaomiao Martial Academy break the low state of the past six months and recover to its former strength as soon as possible.

As for those who knew part of the truth, Zhuge Changyun would not care about them. In his eyes, this matter was not an important matter at all.

In his opinion, there was only one thing that was really important this time, that was to save Piaomiao Martial Academy, and even more so to save Yang Ze. The strength they showed in this battle really made Ji Shitian feel threatened. As long as Ji Shitian was not stupid, he would never dare to use Xuzhou Ding as an excuse to target Piaomiao Martial Academy again.

Otherwise, once they are pushed to the limit, the nine of them will join forces and the Tianwu Dynasty will fall apart. Without absolute strength to suppress the nine of them, Ji Shitian alone cannot protect the Tianwu Dynasty.

Standing in the sky, Wu Tianhong soon arrived beside Zhuge Changyun.

Zhuge Changyun looked at Wu Tianhong and said, "Tianhong, immediately arrange for people to count the losses this time, and repair all the damaged places this time. The most important thing is the mountain protection formation. Call out all the formation masters of the martial arts academy. The formation must not only be repaired, but also be improved to a more perfect level."

This time, the mountain protection formation played a great role. If it were not for the mountain protection formation, even if Zhuge Changyun had so many trump cards, there would be no way for many disciples of Piaomiao Martial Academy to save their lives.

"Besides that, Ji Shitian's problem has been solved. After the Blood Evil Blade is recast, Yang Ze's apprenticeship ceremony can be held. You must start preparing for this matter now. This matter is not a trivial matter, but a matter of great importance to my Piaomiao Martial Academy.

Because on the day of the apprenticeship ceremony, all the ancestors of the four academies and five sects will come. Do you understand how important this matter is?"

After hearing Zhuge Changyun's instructions, Wu Tianhong's eyes flashed at first, and then quickly returned to normal, but his face was more solemn.

The ancestors of the other three academies and five sects will all come. None of them can be compared to him, and they are also the most important allies of Piaomiao Martial Academy. If they really come, they must be treated with the highest standards and treated well.

After thinking about it, these things are indeed very important, and none of them are simple.

Even Wu Tianhong feels a little headache now, this is quite difficult for him.

But this was the master's order, and as Yang Ze's senior brother and the dean of Piaomiao Martial Academy, he had no chance to shirk and had to do these things well.

"Just keep your distance. I'll leave this token to you. If anyone in the Martial Academy doesn't cooperate with you, just say it's my will, and naturally no one will dare to make trouble. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Zhuge Changyun's token of the supreme elder was thrown out and landed in Wu Tianhong's hand. He shook his body and disappeared from the sky.

Looking at the place where Zhuge Changyun disappeared, Wu Tianhong rubbed his eyebrows. Seeing Zhuge Changyun so anxious, he probably had a serious injury.

But looking at the place where he disappeared, that place was to meet Yang Ze again...

As early as when the battle outside was going on, Yang Ze couldn't continue to rest. This battle was related to his ending. How could he have the mind to continue sleeping?

He had been observing the battle in the sky, but with his strength, he could only feel that there were several terrible auras colliding in the sky, and a black spot was hit on the sky.

As for the rest, he could not see anything. It was not something that everyone could do to observe the battle in the sky.

Just when he was extremely nervous, Yang Ze suddenly heard cheers from outside, and suddenly smiled. It seemed that he had won, otherwise there would be no cheers.

A ray of light flowed in front of him, and Zhuge Changyun stepped out and stood in front of Yang Ze. Yang Ze just looked at Zhuge Changyun, saw the injuries on Zhuge Changyun, and took a breath.

His clothes were stained with blood, his face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his chest was sunken. As for the wounds, there were even more.

Zhuge Changyun no longer had the aura of a hermit. He looked like an old man who was seriously injured.

Seeing Zhuge Changyun like this, Yang Ze immediately remembered that in some books of his previous life, it was mentioned that some elderly people were often the most afraid to fight with others. Once they were seriously injured, they could not recover and would die.

Zhuge Changyun's life had long exceeded the limit of a sixth-grade warrior, and he was seriously injured this time. Yang Ze immediately worried about Zhuge Changyun's safety.

Zhuge Changyun must not die now. Once he was gone, Piaomiao Martial Arts Academy would not be able to maintain its current status. Ji Shitian would never let them go, and the entire Jiuzhou situation would change.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, these injuries will recover after a period of recuperation." Perhaps seeing Yang Ze's worry, Zhuge Changyun comforted him.

"Master, I'm glad you're fine. Now you are the pillar of the martial arts academy. If something happens, I really don't know what to do." Yang Ze said with some worry.

"Hahaha, don't worry. Although I have lived for hundreds of years, I haven't lived enough. If I haven't broken through to the seventh-grade master level, how can I be willing to die." When Zhuge Changyun mentioned the seventh-grade master level, his eyes had some subtle changes.

"Master, I see that your injuries are not light. You should go back to heal first. People who practice martial arts are most afraid of having a lot of hidden injuries in their bodies. If the hidden injuries affect your own strength, it will be bad." Yang Ze looked at Zhuge Changyun, who showed some signs of emotional instability, and persuaded him.

"You really care about me. This injury is fine. With my strength, it's no problem to suppress it for a while. It won't hurt my foundation.

I just fought a big battle with the only master in Jiuzhou. Don't you have any questions in your mind?" Zhuge Changyun came to Yang Ze specially despite being seriously injured, not to play Tai Chi with Yang Ze. Now he finally told the reason.

Yang Ze is not a fool. He reacted immediately. This is the master who wants to solve his doubts. No matter how you look at this matter, it is a good thing.

"Master, I really have a question to ask. I want to know how you beat the Martial Emperor just now."

Zhuge Changyun didn't expect that Yang Ze would ask this question first, but since Yang Ze asked it, Zhuge Changyun naturally would not hide it and roughly described the process of their competition.

With just a little description, Yang Ze fell into shock. The ancestors of the four academies and five sects are indeed very capable people, and none of them are simple goods.

"Master, from your description, it seems that the gap between this Martial Emperor at the early stage of the Seventh-Rank Grandmaster Realm and the nine of you, the Sixth-Rank Peak Martial Artists, is not that big. Why has the spiritual energy been revived for a thousand years, but there is still only one Grandmaster?"

When Yang Ze asked this question, Zhuge Changyun was immediately satisfied. Finally, a question hit the point.

"You can ask this question, which proves that you have had preliminary thoughts on the world we exist in. In fact, this question has troubled many people. It was not until Ji Shitian came out that the answer to this question was finally found."

When Zhuge Changyun spoke, Yang Ze was listening with bated breath, fearing that he would miss any news.

"After the spiritual energy was revived, the inheritance of the meteorite spread throughout the Nine Provinces, and the nine-grade martial arts was also developed among the first martial arts pioneers.

Based on the inheritance of the meteorite, they determined that there were nine grades of martial arts, but the inheritance that came from the meteorite was only a part of it, so the nine-grade martial arts was only determined up to the seventh-grade Grandmaster level, and the eighth and ninth grades that followed didn't even have a name.

The path of martial arts practice was quickly developed, and from then on, a trend of martial arts practice was set off. Countless people began to practice the ninth-grade martial arts. In less than three hundred years after the spiritual energy was revived, strong men at the Divine Palace level were born!"