Martial Mythology

Chapter 26: The Nine Layers of Revolving

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night. What happened outside the dancer's mansion was seen by countless pairs of eyes. It's a pity that only the person involved knows the inside story. However, even so, this matter still caused quite a commotion. , will surely become people's after-dinner talk.

After Zhang Yu chatted with Wu Chen, he returned to Cang Qiong Academy. The burlap bags and wooden boxes containing tens of thousands of exercises and martial arts were sent by Wu Chen to Cang Qiong Academy.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yu stood in the library pavilion of the Sky Academy, looking at the bookshelves filled with exercises and martial arts, feeling an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"Dean Zhang, look, is there anything else we need to do?" Wang Tao, the housekeeper of the dancer, asked respectfully.

Wang Tao didn't know about Zhang Yu's strength, nor did he know that Wu Chen had become a student of the Sky Academy, but he was smart and knew that Wu Chen attached great importance to Zhang Yu. Before leaving, Wu Chen personally confessed that he must obey Zhang Yu's orders. order, so his attitude towards Zhang Yu was very respectful.

Zhang Yu waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need, I'm going to trouble you today, you go back."

"Okay, see you, Dean Zhang." Wang Tao nodded, then turned around, and said to the dancer guards, "Let's go."

After a while, Wang Tao and the guards left one after another, and Zhang Yu was the only one left in the entire Zangshu Pavilion.

After watching Wang Tao and his party leave, Zhang Yu looked at the Library Pavilion again, looking at the rows of bookshelves filled with exercises and martial arts, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger, as if the lights of the Library Pavilion were covered by the room. Zi's ​​skills and martial arts set off even more brightly.

Zhang Yu has already counted the kung fu and martial arts stolen this time. Among them, there are 11,000 copies of low-level kung fu methods and 15,000 copies of martial arts; There are one thousand and one hundred books; three hundred and six books of ordinary-level high-level exercises and six hundred and ninety-six books of martial arts; ten books of low-level spiritual exercises and twenty-two books of martial arts; one book of middle-level spiritual exercises and one book of martial arts Book.

More than half of the martial arts and martial arts belonged to Cangqiong Academy, and the remaining half of the martial arts and martial arts belonged to Chenguang Academy and Yunshan Academy.

After a long time, Zhang Yu let out a sigh of relief, turned around, and walked up the stone stairs to the second floor.

Stopping in front of a row of bookshelves, Zhang Yu carefully took down a kung fu, his eyes flickering: "With so many mortal-level high-level kung fu, I should be able to modify the first nine levels of the 'Ji Wu Jue' kung fu." Come out." The 'Extreme Martial Arts' on the sixth floor is very terrifying, and it's hard to imagine how terrifying the 'Extreme Martial Arts' on the ninth floor is.

With excitement, Zhang Yu gently flipped open a kung fu method and activated the insight technique at the same time!

[Withered Pine Moisturizing Rain Kung Fu: First class at the mortal level, with a total of nine levels, the highest can be cultivated to the ninth level of Qixuan, with an average of 36 mistakes per level]

Apart from the "Extreme Martial Arts" that Zhang Yu once practiced, this kung fu method can be said to be the first kung fu method that Zhang Yu has seen that surpasses the ordinary level!

Zhang Yu's eyes lit up: "36 mistakes, fewer mistakes than the 'Extreme Martial Arts' I practiced before!"

As expected of a mortal-level superior exercise, if you just flip out a book, there are so few mistakes!

Seeing the power of the mortal-level superior exercises, Zhang Yu became more confident. The fewer mistakes he made, the more correct places. In this way, it would be easier for him to master the first nine levels of "Extreme Martial Art" exercises. Modify it out.

...

While Zhang Yu was busy revising his exercises, Wu Chen was not idle either.

At this time, Wu Chen was standing alone outside a solemn mansion. He quietly looked at the stone plaque at the entrance of the mansion. On the stone plaque were engraved two large characters: Deng's Mansion.

Different from the dancers, the Deng family has been rooted in the deserted city for hundreds of years, has experienced countless ups and downs, and has a rich heritage. The mansion building is full of ancient and profound atmosphere, and the area is very large, which can accommodate thousands of people. In comparison, although the Dancers were the first family in the deserted city, they lacked heritage, their population was small, and their mansion was far inferior to that of the Deng family. One house, one house, the difference is thousands of miles.

In the night wind, Wu Chen stood outside the mansion with a complex expression, with nostalgia and sighs.

Wu Chen didn't wait long, and Deng Beixiao, the head of the Deng family, hurried over and greeted him solemnly!

"I don't know that the head of the Wu clan is here, and I am far away from welcoming you, please forgive me." Deng Beixiao said politely, his voice was very hoarse.

Although the Deng family and the dancers were fighting fiercely in many industries, Deng Beixiao was very polite to Wu Chen, there was no trace of anger in his words, but a trace of fear was hidden.

Looking at Deng Beixiao's white-haired, weather-beaten appearance, Wu Chen felt indescribable: "Time is merciless!"

Deng Beixiao was so energetic back then, and the confidence and vigor that guided the country is still unforgettable to Wu Chen. However, after more than twenty years, Deng Beixiao has matured and aged, and he no longer has that kind of self-confidence.

Wu Chen sighed softly, calmed down his emotions, and then smiled and said: "Patriarch Deng, long time no see, don't come here without any problems."

"Thank you, Patriarch Wu, for your concern. Patriarch Wu, please!" Deng Beixiao didn't know why Wu Chen suddenly visited Deng's house, but since Wu Chen came, of course he had to be careful.

Wu Chen glanced at the vigilant guards on both sides, then smiled lightly, and walked into Deng's mansion calmly.

...

It was late at night, and most of the lights in the deserted city had been extinguished. Under the hazy moonlight, this bustling city seemed to be returning to nature, silent.

The library pavilion of the Sky Academy is still lit, and a shadow is reflected on the window.

Zhang Yu flipped through the exercises tirelessly, completely unaware of the passage of time, his mind was immersed in modifying the exercises, and he knew nothing about the outside world.

Time passed silently, on the other side of the deserted city, the sun was rising, and a ray of dawn illuminated the earth.

In Zangshu Pavilion, Zhang Yu didn't show fatigue at all, and his eyes were bright: "The revision is successful!"

The first nine levels of the "Extreme Martial Art" were finally fully completed under his hard work without sleep and food.

Zhang Yu clenched his fists vigorously, and an unconcealable excitement welled up in his heart. He had a premonition that after he had practiced the seventh to ninth layers of "Extreme Martial Arts", his strength would rise again by one level. steps!

After a while, Zhang Yu calmed down. He realized the change of time when his stomach made a "gurgling" sound: "Before I knew it, it was already morning."

However, although Zhang Yu has been busy all night, Zhang Yu has gained a lot, and it is worth it!

Shaking his head, Zhang Yu casually poured out a few Qixuan Pills from the gray cloth bag he carried with him, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them in small bites. Although these things can't be eaten as food, they can be eaten when you're hungry. Yes, it still works.

After swallowing a few Qixuan Pills, Zhang Yu stretched his waist, and then put the exercises he had read back to the original place. After doing all this, he walked slowly downstairs and returned to the Xiangxie Xiaoju.

"Woof." When 'Xiaoqiang' saw Zhang Yu, he barked excitedly, his slender tail wagging non-stop.

Zhang Yu casually threw a few Qixuan Pills to it, then walked into the bedroom and sat cross-legged on the bed.

The seventh level of "Extreme Martial Art" is obviously more complicated than the first six levels. It took Zhang Yu a long time to guide the mysterious power in his body to run for a week. Fortunately, after running for a week, That mysterious force began to operate on its own according to the operation route of the seventh-level exercise, and Zhang Yu didn't need to take the initiative to guide it.

In an instant, Zhang Yu's body was like a giant magnet, forcibly pulling the aura around him!

It is no exaggeration to use the word "cruel" to describe that kind of crazy plunder!

A large amount of spiritual energy was sucked into Zhang Yu's body, and then refined, becoming part of the mysterious power in his body. During this process, his bones and muscles were also tempered, and his physical body became stronger and stronger. .

In a breath, Zhang Yu successfully broke through the peak of the sixth level of Qixuan and reached the early stage of the seventh level of Qixuan. However, his cultivation base did not stop at the early stage of the seventh level of Qixuan, but skyrocketed at an incredible speed. , Qixuan Late Stage, Qixuan Peak...

When his cultivation level reached the peak of Qixuan Layer 7, Zhang Yu not only did not stop practicing, but instead used the eighth level of "Extreme Martial Arts".

Zizizizizizizizizizi!

The torrent of spiritual energy rushed towards Zhang Yu violently, and a storm blew up around the entire Champs Elysees residence!

This storm was even more violent than Zhang Yu's last training session! Just like the turbulent waves in the sea, just a little power can sink a huge ship!

However, Zhang Yu, who was in the center of the storm, was as motionless as a mountain. The terrifying storm didn't affect him in the slightest.

When the storm receded, Zhang Yu's cultivation was finally fixed at the peak of Qixuan Nine Layers!

Zhang Yu opened his eyes, a bright light flickered, and then disappeared. He took a deep breath, and there was a hint of excitement on his face: "Qixuan Ninth Layer Peak!" From the peak of the heavy peak to the peak of the ninth level of Qixuan, such a terrifying speed, from ancient times to the present, I am afraid that no one can do it.

Others practice, persevere every day, and work hard every day. If they are talented, they may be able to do it in three to five years. If they are not talented, they may not be able to do it in thirty or fifty years. Even the top genius in the Wilderness Continent is unlikely to be able to cultivate from the peak of the sixth level of Qixuan to the peak of the ninth level of Qixuan in just a short period of time like Zhang Yu.

This kind of cultivation speed is simply abnormal!

"In terms of cultivation alone, I'm already among the top ranks in the deserted city!"

There are many cultivators in the deserted city, but the one with the highest cultivation level is only the Qixuan Ninth Layer Peak. Whether it is Wuchen, Lin Haiya, or Luoyue Mountain, there is only Qixuan Nine Layer Peak.

The barrier between the peak of the Qixuan Nine Layers and the lower realm of the whirlpool is like a moat, blocking everyone's way forward!

Because of this, the current Zhang Yu is comparable to those old guys who have practiced for decades in terms of cultivation alone.

"However, my strength..." Zhang Yu was both happy and depressed, "I also don't understand my own strength."

When his cultivation base was still at the peak of the sixth level of Qixuan, he could easily kill the strong at the peak of the ninth level of Qixuan, and his combat power was definitely no less than that of the strong in the vortex realm. I can't even figure out my own strength.