"Can there be any miracle cheats in the world that don't deceive people?"

Ye Zhiqiu, the disciple of the head of the Wudang faction, held the treasure of the Wudang faction - "Heavenly Silkworm Jue", and was quite helpless.

"Heavenly Silkworm Jue" is already the best martial arts cheats in this world, but if you want to cultivate it, it can't always be smooth sailing, such as the original protagonist Yun Feiyang is the first to be abolished martial arts and then can be cultivated, and the same pit man as the nameless cultivator of the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong in the wind and clouds.

Didn't the great god give him a book of exercises, and he could practice from practicing qi all the way up to the realm of Jindan, Yuanying and even immortals?

There may be such exercises, but they are not available to him at the moment.

"Three Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang Double Cultivation? What is the Double Cultivation Method? Is there a ...... in this?"

Ye Zhiqiu took a serious look at the graphic explanation part of "Heavenly Silkworm Jue" and found that there was nothing wrong.

"Senior brother, it's been a long time since I've seen my Wudang genius have such a sad face, what happened to my junior brother?"

There was a coquettish laughter from her senior sister Lun Wan'er, Ye Zhiqiu got up, and saw her senior sister dressed in blue, smiling and coming.

"Senior sister, the head of the family passed on to me the treasure of Zhenshan "Heavenly Silkworm Jue" of my Wudang faction, hoping that I would understand the true meaning, but I have comprehended it for several days, and there are still many confusions, therefore, junior brother wants to ask senior sister to help and comprehend the mystery of this "Heavenly Silkworm Jue" with me. ”

"Senior brother, this must not be done. ”

Lun Wan'er was originally smiling, but after listening to Ye Zhiqiu's words, her face immediately changed, and she shook her head and said: "Senior brother, this "Heavenly Silkworm Jue" is only qualified to practice as a candidate for the head, how can I go to see it, junior brother, don't say it again, I will never go to see it." ”

"Okay, senior sister. ”

Ye Zhiqiu rolled his eyes, this senior sister of his own family was really sensitive to the inheritance of "Heavenly Silkworm Jue", and she didn't even have the idea of taking a look, so she asked him to say something.

Although the magic is good, there is a problem, so it is okay to ask someone to help you understand and comprehend, and it is okay for two people to brainstorm.

"The Heavenly Silkworm Jue doesn't dare to cultivate to the fullest, but according to the luck method of the Heavenly Silkworm Jue, there shouldn't be any big problem. ”

Ye Zhiqiu now has a feeling that Baoshan is in front of him and wants to return empty-handed.

He knew that the top-level and harmless cultivation skills of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds were uncountable, but those had nothing to do with him, and now there was only one copy of the Heavenly Silkworm Recipe in front of him.

To practice, or not to practice, this is a question.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that he could practice a little.

"Senior brother, practice hard!"

When Lun Wan'er saw Ye Zhiqiu in a meditative posture, she knew that this junior disciple was going to practice.

She prepared to take her leave.

But at this moment, the bell of Wudang Mountain rang.

"This is the meaning of the head of the mountain!"

Lun Wan'er said what the bell meant.

"In that case, let's go together. ”

Ye Zhiqiu doesn't meditate anymore, the head master is going down the mountain to compete with others, how can he meditate.

When Ye Zhiqiu and Lun Wan'er arrived at the main hall, many Wudang disciples arrived, and even those uncles who practiced in retreat on weekdays also arrived, and the first one was a Qingsong Daoist with a cautious face.

"The twenty-sixth generation of Wudang head Qingsong bowed to the patriarch, Wudang and the invincible door ten years of battle, the disciples were defeated in both battles, ten years of hard training, this time must be sacrificed to pay, for the martial arts justice, for the Wudang light gate lintel. ”

In the main hall, there was a deep voice of the Qingsong Daoist, and Ye Zhiqiu also heard a little bit of great determination from this depth!

This master of his own family has lost two battles and two times, this time he really can't be defeated again, and if he loses again, he is afraid that Wudang's reputation for hundreds of years will be completely lost in the hands of Qingsong Daoren.

"Zhiqiu, after I leave, you will be the head of my martial arts generation and preside over all the important affairs of Wudang. ”

Qingsong Daoist worshiped the ancestors of Wudang, and after getting up, he said such a sentence, which immediately made the hearts of the disciples of Wudang churn.

It's just that without waiting for the disciples to say something, the Qingsong Daoist has already left the main hall and gone down the mountain.

There is quite a feeling of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return".

"Although the head of the sect is not in Wudang Mountain, my Wudang faction still has rules, and all disciples must not relax, and they should work harder and harder to maintain the prestige of my Wudang!"

Qingsong Dao people are gone, the atmosphere in the field is still sad, Qingsong Dao people have lost two battles, it is indeed a great shame for Wudang, and it seems to be a symbol of Wudang's downward slope. Many disciples thought of this scene and felt quite sad in their hearts.

Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu shouted loudly, and many disciples trembled violently, and some almost fell to the ground.

Ye Zhiqiu used a little bit of the power of the Eight Dragons Heavenly Sound to deter the disciples, so that they would no longer be immersed in a sad atmosphere and practice well.

"Obey the orders of the acting head!"

There were scattered voices in the field, but it was those handsome people who had already voted for Ye Zhiqiu, who were the first to respond, followed by other disciples, who also responded.

Xie Ping and Yao Feng, the two true disciples, actually didn't want to make peace, but Ye Zhiqiu's loud shout earlier made them almost kneel down in fright, so they had to bow their heads under the eaves, and they still responded first.

Who wouldn't want to be in charge?

It's a pity that Ye Zhiqiu almost scared them to their knees when he shouted loudly, they felt that they were definitely not opponents based on martial arts alone.

Then bow your head first.

"In the battle of Guansun Peak on September 9, I am afraid that the head master will still lose more and win less. ”

After all the disciples dispersed, Ye Zhiqiu was still in the main hall, he looked at the empty hall, thoughtful.

He originally wanted to follow the Qingsong Dao people to Guanri Peak to see the demeanor of this big battle, but the Qingsong Dao people resolutely did not allow him to go.

Ye Zhiqiu was able to understand the thoughts of Qingsong Dao people.

Eggs can't be put in one basket, if he insists on going to Guanri Peak with Qingsong Dao people this time, and is served by Dugu Invincible, then Wu Dang really has no hope.

"I've been in this world longer than I've spent in previous worlds combined, and I wouldn't be able to stay here if it weren't for the fact that the time was more than a year to a day. ”

This is a world without mobile phones and modern devices, and Ye Zhiqiu can hold on for so long, which is already remarkable for a modern person.

It's just that how long he will stay, he himself can't be sure.

Ye Zhiqiu is a person who likes to get everything done before leaving, if he leaves now, then he is sorry for the Qingsong Daoist who taught him the secrets of martial arts, and he is also sorry for his conscience.

"I've always been a man of conscience. ”

Ye Zhiqiu muttered and continued to cultivate.