Chapter 45: Zhang Sanfeng Enters the Immortal Gate with Martial Arts
Cultivator?
Zhang Sanfeng clenched his fists, his expression was agitated, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he was dubious.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Li Ming's mouth, and there was still a small Zhang Sanfeng made of peach blossoms standing on his fingertips.
As strands of spiritual power emerged from the fingertips, the peach blossoms spread out like a goddess and fell to the ground.
A terrifying chaotic mist instantly appeared on the surface of the body, carrying the thunder of a thunderbolt.
In Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, Li Ming's whole demeanor changed, his black hair fluttered, his white feathers fluttered, as if he was in a chaotic mist.
Like a god.
Zhang Sanfeng stared blankly.
To tell the truth, he didn't believe it. Where in the world do immortals come from, only Taoism and martial arts.
Immortal cultivation cannot exist.
With his 100-year experience, he still can't believe it for the time being, so he has to try it out.
He took the initiative to attack Li Ming like a storm.
All the internal strength of a hundred years erupted, and the palm turned into a fist, and the turbulent internal force was stimulated, trying to break the power visible to the naked eye, but it could not be shaken at all.
The young man is like a big mountain, letting the wind and rain hit him, and he will stand still.
Li Ming stood where he was, with a thought.
The spiritual power entwined and surrounded the body surface, and layers of qi training power roared out, turning into rivers and oceans.
Throwing Zhang Sanfeng away dozens of feet, the pupils are constantly shrinking.
Li Ming was so strong that he was surprised, and all the internal energy in his body was working, but he couldn't shake Li Ming at all.
If he knew that Li Ming had only made a slight move, his jaw would drop in shock.
Next, I want to see your Tai Chi sword.
With a wave of Li Ming's hand, a sword flew out from the castle in the air. It was a fairy sword.
It was Zhao Linger who fell in, and after leaving, the dragon-patterned wooden plaque rewarded her sword.
Although this sword is not a magical weapon, it can be considered a relatively good magic weapon.
Then I won't be polite.
Zhang Sanfeng took over the Fairy Sword and performed Taiji swordsmanship.
He has studied two unique skills all his life, Tai Chi and Tai Chi Swordsmanship.
It took a hundred years to refine the two unique arts to the peak, and quickly made a move, the sword intent roared, the peach blossoms filled the air, the falling flowers were colorful, and the sword intent was infinite.
The gentle Tai Chi sword energy was inspired by him with terrifying power.
Continue to launch offensive methods.
The masculine internal force is roaring, and the peach blossoms are flying.
His speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, hundreds of figures transformed into Li Ming's surroundings.
Tai Chi swordsmanship and Tai Chi boxing roared like a dragon rampaging.
But no matter how he attacked, Li Ming stood still, and Zhang Sanfeng couldn't break through his spiritual defense at all.
He just showed 36 layers of spiritual power and that's it.
If he used all his 1022 layers of spiritual power, Zhang Sanfeng would be crushed into powder in an instant.
Li Ming withdrew his aura defense, hid his left hand behind his back, and only stretched out two fingers of his right hand to fight with him.
Probably after dozens of tricks.
Zhang Sanfeng was sweating profusely, panting, My internal energy is exhausted.
He sat on the ground panting, his cheeks covered with sweat.
Li Ming walked behind him, put his hands on his shoulders, and spiritual power began to flow around him. For about a few seconds, Zhang Sanfeng was full of energy.
He looked at Li Ming in surprise, this is definitely a means that only immortals can have.
Staring blankly, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, until Li Ming opened his mouth to bring back his erratic thoughts.
Do you know why you can't beat me? Li Mingfeng said lightly.
Please enlighten me. Zhang Sanfeng didn't underestimate Li Ming because of his young age, but asked him with an attitude of seeking knowledge.
My internal strength is different from yours. I can transform spiritual energy into spiritual power and store it in my body, and the spiritual power can also be transformed.
Li Ming said that he would solidify his spiritual power into a fairy sword,
Then the fairy sword shattered and turned into a clock tower, and then continued to evolve into a dog.
Then with a wave of his hand, he returned to the original.
Everything dissipates into nothingness.
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes shone brightly, his eyes brightened as he might have a new breakthrough in his way.
I have been staying at the pinnacle of martial arts. I haven't made a breakthrough for a long time. I want to find a new way.
The new Tao? Li Ming looked at him, and said, The new Tao is not practicing martial arts, you must take the road of cultivating immortals.
I am willing to use martial arts to enter the immortal sect and seek a new way.
He has been pursuing the ultimate of Tai Chi all his life, and now he has broken through to the peak, and there is no new progress.
It is necessary to find a new path in order to make new breakthroughs in Tai Chi.
Li Ming smiled and said: It's a good one to enter the fairy gate with martial arts, come with me.
Zhang Sanfeng followed behind him, looking around the environment with his eyes, there is flowing water between banks, castles in the air, there is no problem in calling this place a fairyland.
Li Ming took him to the first floor of Zangshu Pavilion.
Zhang Sanfeng is different from Qin Shihuang and Zhu Yuanzhang in the past. He has a very good foundation and he is better at practicing martial arts than himself. Now he only needs to guide him a little bit.
It can transform him from practicing martial arts to cultivating immortals.
Sure enough, as he expected, at least tell him some common basic knowledge points, and he began to study the knowledge of cultivating immortals in Zangshu Pavilion by himself.
Can I take all of them?
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Li Ming as if he was thirsty for talents, they were all good things.
He got rid of everything he wanted, and went back to study slowly.
Let me make a copy for you, only the key knowledge on the first floor of Zangshu Pavilion.
If one or two copies are okay, he wants too much and can't take them all away, so he can only copy the rubbings.
Thank you.
Zhang Sanfeng felt that the first floor of Zangshu Pavilion was enough.
Fortunately, he has mastered the ability to six things with one mind, and he still has a Spring and Autumn Brush in his hand.
The Spring and Autumn Brush is the last time Wang Bo drowned, came here, and after he left, he was rewarded by the dragon pattern wooden plaque.
Holding the spring and autumn pen in his hand, the books on the first floor of the Zangshu Pavilion appeared in his eyes, and his hands were quickly copying.
Zhang Sanfeng studied like a fascination, and even practiced sitting cross-legged on the ground. Sometimes he asked questions, and Li Ming answered them with one mind and no pressure.
For two days, Zhang Sanfeng wanted to study the books on the second floor, but he didn't finish reading the first floor, so Li Ming told him that he didn't have much time to stay.
It's a pity.
He had no choice but to give up, no longer read books, and Li Ming deeply explored the issues of cultivating immortals, such as the issue of Qi training.
Li Ming answered one by one, explaining all the questions clearly.
Because once Zhang Sanfeng leaves, even if there is a problem, he can only study it independently.
After the theoretical research, I will discuss with Li Ming, consolidate the knowledge I just learned, and pick out the questions that I don't understand.
In the end, Zhang Sanfeng left here with the book.
...
Zhang Sanfeng returned to his own yard.
He was at a loss at this time.
It's like dreaming.
Suddenly, ancient books on cultivating immortals transcribed by Li Ming fell from the sky.
He looked at these books, his heart was beating wildly, he didn't expect it to be real, not a dream.
He danced with joy, completely disregarding his image, just like a child.
Why are you so happy?
A few martial arts disciples came here and saw that Zhang Sanfeng, who was over a hundred years old, was very happy, but he didn't know what he was happy about.
Suddenly, I noticed ancient books falling from the sky, as if it was raining.
Zhang Sanfeng excitedly said: Hurry up, hurry up, the martial arts conference is held, I have something to announce.
...
After Zhang Sanfeng left.
Li Ming withdrew his gaze and stared at the dead tree in front of the castle in the air, and sure enough a new branch sprouted.
He lowered his head to look at the dragon-patterned wooden sign on his waist, and there was a line of words on it: Reward 20 levels of Qi training.
Then another line of text floated on it.
Reward Yin-Yang Fist and Yin-Yang Swordsmanship.