Ning Changge is extremely confident.

His background is enough.

This moment.

There are countless spiritual lights surging in his mind. The Daoist Canon and martial arts that he has read in the past five years, and the observation of nature in the world, are all flashing at an extremely fast speed.

The sun, the moon and the stars, the purple qi and the moon, the clouds and green pines, and the scriptures...

finally.

These backgrounds are fully blossomed and bear fruit.

It was as if something exploded in Ning Changge's mind.

[You observe the three thousand Taoism classics, the three hundred inner strength skills, combine your own innate inner strength, and the essence of longevity, integrate various spells, and create the eternal and evergreen formula of immortal cultivation (qi refining chapter)! 】

Evergreen formula!

Once this fairy formula was completed, Gu Changge immediately felt something unusual.

The previously scattered Northern Darkness Swallowing Technique, Tai Chi Cutting Spirit Technique, Spiritual Qi Transforming Cloud and Mist Technique, Star Tempering Spirit Technique, etc., have all been integrated and perfectly incorporated into this fairy art.

Suddenly.

One after another spiritual energy was swallowed by the whale and rushed into Ning Changge's body.

The innate internal force in the body is constantly circulating, and it is transformed into spiritual power in an instant.

An extremely powerful feeling lingered in Ning Changge's body, and he felt that the essence of his life was changing.

The reason why it is only innate internal strength is not that Ning Changge cannot cultivate to a higher level, but that it is deliberately so.

Study martial arts and immortality.

It also made him realize the difference between the two, which is to distinguish from the innate realm.

The innate realm of martial arts also contains the innate aura associated with the human fetus.

But at the master level, the innate qi is further combined with the physical body, turning into true qi, and then turning into gang qi and gang yuan, in exchange for powerful combat power.

And for Ning Changge.

It does more harm than good.

After turning into true qi, there is no way to transform it into spiritual power, and it will need to be repaired again, which is undoubtedly a waste of time.

Fortunately, he controlled his cultivation at the innate peak level, so that he could achieve the optimal solution.

Rumble! !

The spiritual power in the body is constantly forming, as if the mountains are moving, one after another spiritual power sweeps into Ning Changge's dantian.

The Eternal Evergreen Art keeps sucking in spiritual energy, forming a vortex.

Ning Changge flew up to the roof of the scripture attic, with five hearts facing the sky, a terrifying vortex of hundreds of feet that only he could see formed above his head, swallowing the spiritual energy on Wudang Mountain.

In his vision, immortality can be divided into realms such as Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying and so on.

Now that I have succeeded, I can cultivate to the fourth level of Qi Refining in one go.

This is a one-time qualitative change from scratch.

Therefore, the spiritual energy swallowed is very exaggerated.

On Wudang Mountain.

There are many visions.

The roaring beasts and galloping beasts in the back mountain seemed to want to take the opportunity to bathe in this massive amount of aura, even if it was only a little bit trapped, it would be of great benefit to the beasts.

Beasts have keen intuition, and sometimes they are more able to perceive the benefits than humans.

above the sky.

Although the aura is stirred, it will not be seen by people, but the formation of the vortex will still bring out the appearance.

The cloud and mist were drawn by the spirit energy, forming a sky-reaching cloud column, pouring down on top of Ning Changge's head.

The streaks of golden crow and colorful sunlight are drawn and refracted, and shroud Ning Changge, like a fairy coming to the world.

More and more Wudang disciples discovered this vision.

There was a look of shock and amazement in his eyes.

Slowly, someone discovered the source, and one after another disciples rushed towards the Sutra-Depository Pavilion, and the disciples who were already in the Sutra-Depository Pavilion also noticed something was wrong and walked outside one after another.

Immediately.

One by one fell into a stunned state.

"Then...is that sucking the junior uncle?"

"Could it be that little uncle wants to ascend to the sky!"

"Hiss! Thousands of beasts screaming, colorful divine lights, sky-reaching cloud pillars, are you going to become a fairy?!"

Everyone couldn't help but be dazed, with awe in their eyes.

They all looked in shock at the figure who looked like an exiled immortal on the top of the Sutra Pavilion.

Ning Changge turned a deaf ear and focused on refining spiritual energy.

This is a rare opportunity, and he wants to take advantage of this opportunity to transform all his five-year accumulation in one fell swoop.

...

Ming and Qing Palaces.

Song Yuanqiao and several second-generation disciples were chatting with the heads and elders of the Five Sacred Sword Sect.

Song Yuanqiao laughed and said:

"Many thanks to Master Yue and Lady Ning for coming to visit. However, my master has retreated to attack the highest level of martial arts a few months ago, so I can't see guests. Please forgive me."

He bowed his hands in apology.

Of course, this is a scene.

Although the Five Sacred Sword Sect is well-known in Jianghu, it is still not up to par with Wudang.

The heads of the sects are only at the level of masters, that is, Zuo Lengchan who didn't come has a higher skill, and the current Song Yuanqiao receives a few people, so he is very confident!

Yue Buqun and the others quickly waved their hands.

"I'm the one who bothered you rashly. How dare you let the real person go out? It's because we, the juniors, didn't choose the right time. Please ask Daxia Song to tell the real person. Don't blame us for not knowing etiquette!"

"Today, when I visited Wudang, I realized that Zhang Zhenren taught him well. The weather in Wudang is really amazing. If we have 30% of the background weather in our school, we can die without regret!"

Everyone admired and envied.

I visited Wudang with the Wudang Seven Heroes before.

I am ashamed to have seen many third-generation disciples, some of whom are even stronger than the elders in my sect.

Respect is typed out.

Today's Wudang can have such power and influence, which naturally benefits from the rising cultivation strength of the Wudang Seven Heroes.

Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Cuishan and others looked at each other and smiled.

They all thought of the younger brother.

Wudang can have what it is today, thanks to the greatest contribution from the junior brother!

Song Yuanqiao was about to speak.

But when he heard the noise coming from outside, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Now that the expatriates are here, acting recklessly and ignorant of etiquette, wouldn't it be a joke for others to see Wudang.

Waited a moment.

The noisy sound did not decrease but increased, and it tended to become more and more intense. He even heard the roar of beasts and birds, and Song Yuanqiao couldn't help shouting:

"What's the noise?"

A disciple hurried in, with a residual shock on his face.

"Master Qi, my little uncle is going to become a fairy!"

As soon as this statement came out.

Everyone was stunned.

Song Yuanqiao and the others were stunned at first, and then there were surprises and expectations that Yue Buqun and the others couldn't understand.

"Little brother...could it be successful?"

The Wudang Seven Heroes looked at each other, and they all saw the emotion in each other's eyes.

"Sect Master Yue, if you are rude, you will be punished first, and I will take a step ahead!"

Song Yuanqiao and others couldn't wait, so they headed in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Yue Buqun, Taoist priest Tianmen and others looked at each other, not knowing what kind of medicine was being sold in the gourd of Wudang school.

"If I heard correctly just now, then the disciple said that the little uncle is going to become a fairy?" Mr. Mo Da was full of doubts.

"Isn't Uncle Wudang the hero of Mo Shenggu Mo? Where did this come from?"

Yue Buqun slowly shook his head and said:

"You guys don't know. A few years ago, Zhenren Zhang took in an apprentice. He was the eighth apprentice under his sect. He just never went down the mountain, so he was never known to outsiders. If I guessed correctly, the little master uncle mentioned by the disciple should be this."

"But becoming a fairy, becoming a land fairy? How is it possible?"

Ning Zhong muttered to himself, only thinking that he had heard the Arabian Nights.

How difficult it is to be a land god, each of them is a myth and legend standing on the top of the martial arts world, Wudang Master Zhang has not yet become a land god, how could his disciples be possible.

"What the facts are, we will know at a glance."

Everyone slowly stepped out of the hall with incomparable curiosity about the eighth disciple of Wudang who had never been masked.

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