Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

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At the foot of the mountain, six forces were clearly sitting, everyone was waiting for the result, anxious. It had been a day and a night, and no one knew what was going on on the mountain.

It was noon, and a figure floated down from the mountain. When everyone saw the figure, they quickly got up and waited.

The figure floated like an immortal. When it was almost at the foot of the mountain, its body suddenly accelerated and flashed, and it instantly appeared on the stone platform in front of everyone.

The contradiction between movement and stillness makes people feel hiccup. This speed that violates cognition makes everyone jump.

Wang Xuebin stood on the stone platform, looking at each of them, either fearful or awe-inspiring, and said expressionlessly:

"I Wang Guanlan, this time the Huashan Sword Competition is the number one in the world. If you are not convinced, you can come forward to challenge it. However, before you go to the stage, please sign a life-and-death agreement. Once you go to the stage, you will not care about life and death!"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and flew into his hand. He slapped it and a long knife was ejected. The blade was engraved with the body of the killing body.

He grabbed the hilt of the knife, pulled it out, and took the opportunity to slash the ground.

A knife mark about two inches long and about two inches deep was engraved on the stone platform, and the harsh sound made people feel panicked.

Wang Xuebin inserted his knife to the ground, his aura was radiant and he looked at everyone in the audience.

The people in the audience were forced to retreat because Wang Xuebin was forced to retreat and formed a vacuum area three meters in front of the platform.

"But somebody is dissatisfied?"

Wang Xuebin asked again, no one in the audience dared to speak loudly, only one of them flew onto the stage.

"Wang Xuebin! Where is my senior brother?"

The person who came to the stage was Zhou Botong. When he saw that his senior brother had not gone down the mountain, he immediately came forward to question Wang Xuebin.

He thought that his senior brother must have been designed by some conspiracy.

He didn't believe that his senior brother would not be able to beat a young man.

Wang Xuebin glanced at him and said:

"If you want to compete, sign a life-and-death agreement!"

Zhou Botong is not an obedient person. If he refuses to give in, he must come forward to stop Wang Xuebin.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin flashed and kicked him back into the Jin Dynasty without waiting for Zhou Botong to react.

Wang Xuebin made a heavy move. He would not get out of bed in less than half a year or eight months.

His purpose in this move was to shock all those who were ready to move. If he could not shock them, his previous actions would be in vain.

Therefore, he cannot show mercy!

"Who else?"

There was a silence in the audience!

Wang Xuebin looked at them with fear and breathed a sigh of relief. This level had passed.

"I will publish the Nine Yin True Sutras in the world. If you are interested, you can go to Xinghuo Bookstores in various states and cities to buy it!"

He left an advertisement, put away his weapons, flashed his body, disappeared.

The people in the audience looked at each other and left quickly. The news was too horrible and we must prepare as soon as possible.

Wang Xuebin returned to the villa, threw the box aside, and leaned against the chair.

"call!"

This matter has finally come to an end, and the next step is to be launched.

"Can Mr. Wang be there?"

The person who spoke was Li Qing of the Qingsong School. He has been very attentive since he was impressed by Wang Xuebin. He ran around in everything, so Wang Xuebin asked him to help maintain order.

After all, Li Qing is a leader and has good social skills. After Wang Xuebin's arrogance is dispelled, his popularity is even better, so he was elected by everyone to ask about the Nine Yin Scriptures.

"Come in!"

Wang Xuebin sorted out his appearance, moved his cheeks, made a majestic expression, sat upright on the chair without getting up.

Li Qing pushed the door and entered the room. Seeing Wang Xuebin sitting there with no anger, he couldn't say anything about the draft he had written in his heart, so he had to find an excuse.

"Is Wang Daxia still healthy? Everyone is concerned about the hero, but there are many people, and they are afraid of disturbing the hero's purity, so they sent me to visit him!"

Wang Xuebin looked at his awkward expression and knew his purpose. He took out the entire volume of the Nine Yin Scriptures from his arms and put them on the table and said:

"From now on, this manor will be open to the public. Everyone can come and copy and bring their own paper and pen. Fighting is prohibited in the manor, and it is noisy!"

Li Qing was so excited that he saw the Nine Yin Scriptures being placed in front of him.

"Don't worry, don't worry, we will make arrangements and will never bother you!"

Wang Xuebin nodded.

"Take it away. I will spread this sutra all over the world in the future. You should practice it as soon as possible while the sutra has not been spread. Remember, this sutra involves many Taoist slanderings, don't speculate and practice by yourself!"

Li Qing nodded quickly. He was now focusing on the Nine Yin Scriptures, and he could no longer listen to Wang Xuebin's words.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin shook his head and ignored him.

Seeing that Wang Xuebin had no instructions, Li Qing carefully took the Nine Yin Scriptures, held them in both hands, and trotted out.

After a while, cheers came from outside the manor.

A group of people surrounded Li Qing, rushing to copy the scriptures.

After hearing the news, other forces were also trying every means to obtain the true scriptures.

The world is not big, and the relationship is complicated, and Wang Xuebin has no intention of keeping it secret. In just three days, the Nine Yin Scriptures became well-known!

The person who obtained the Nine Yin Scriptures also quickly left and obtained the advanced secrets. Who doesn’t want to go back and practice quickly?

As for revenge?

Let’s talk about practicing peerless magical skills!

In one week, 80% of the people left.

Wang Chongyang went down the mountain the night after the swordsmanship. After learning that Zhou Botong was seriously injured, he took his pulse and said nothing. He drove a car to take his junior brother back to Chongyang Palace for cultivation.

Huang Yaoshi and the other two did not show up, but just sent someone to pass on the message and left.

They did not expect that the gap between them and top experts was so great, and they heard Wang Xuebin's horrifying remarks, and it was difficult to stabilize their minds and needed time to digest them.

"Master, all the people in the martial arts world in Huayin County have left!"

In Yuntai Temple, Wang Xuebin, who was sitting in the Sutra Pavilion reading a book, heard the shouts of the manager.

Since he took out the Nine Yin Sutras, Yuntai Villa has completely lost people, and a large group of people come to copy the sutras every day.

The key is that you can copy it, and you have to come to visit him. They all took generous gifts and stayed there for a short time. There were always people asking about his marriage and trying to be his father around the bush!

This made Wang Xuebin unable to bear it, so he packed up his things and moved back to Yuntai Temple. Although there were many people here, they were not attracted by the Nine Yin Sutras and were relatively pure.

"Okay, I understand. In Guan, you send someone to clean every day, don't waste it. I have packed the books in the Sutra Pavilion. You can find someone to transport them down the mountain, and I will take them away!"

Wang Xuebin said, sealed the last book in his hand into the box and walked out.

"I will go back. You can take good care of everything here. If there is something wrong, you can make your own decision. Remember not to be afraid of spending money, and focus on preserving Taoist temples!"

The manager nodded and said yes, but Wang Xuebin was not saying anything. This is the second master's clan member, and he is still trustworthy.

At the foot of the mountain, everything was ready. Wang Xuebin took the reins and drove the carriage away.

The horse was given by someone else, and the castrated stallion was not fast but had good endurance.

Wang Xuebin was driving the car and was constantly thrilling. Everything was there, and he was just the only one who got angry. He was already a little impatient!