Chapter 1

Dang!

The simple and vigorous sound of the bronze bell echoed in the mountains and startled countless birds. A young Taoist priest leaned against the balcony fence and recited a Taoist Scripture in his hand.

The young Taoist priest looked only 15 or 16 years old. He was dressed in a dark blue coarse cloth Taoist robe, and his long hair was casually tied in a bun. He didn't comb it carefully, so that he looked a little messy and uninhibited.

But even so, it doesn't affect the unspeakable charm of the sloppy path. With that peerless handsome face, it's really like a relegated immortal.

The next moment, the sky was bright, and a touch of light came down from the sky.

It's sunrise.

Lu Zhi looked up to the East. At sunrise, it was time for purple to come to the East!

Taking advantage of the rare situation in the early morning of each day, Lu Zhi quickly meditated on his knees and began to breathe in regularly.

After about two incense sticks, he completed the number of 99 in a big week. After spitting out 81 times, a faint ray of congenital purple gas was absorbed into his body with his breathing.

"Hoo..." Lu Zhi took a long breath and ended his daily morning practice.

"This pure Yang limitless skill is too difficult to practice." Lu Zhi thought of it helplessly.

He has been practicing hard for so long since he crossed the world eight years ago and was brought back to Wudang Mountain by Shizu Zhang Sanfeng and passed down the pure Yang limitless skill, but he has just cultivated a few faint Qi senses so far.

Although the Taoist martial arts originally stresses the importance of accumulation and thin hair, the progress of cultivation is too slow. He has laid the foundation for eight years!

Every morning, whenever there is no rain or fog, Lu Zhi will come to this "flower viewing Pavilion" every day to collect the daily wisp of purple gas from the East.

Raise one hand and silently exercise the pure Yang limitless skill to circulate the true Qi through the meridians of the whole body But it just brought him a little warmth and relieved the cold of the early morning.

"Alas." Lu Zhi sighed softly. If I had practiced Wudang's common mental skill, I'm afraid I could have achieved a small success in real Qi now?

However, this idea is just a random thought. After all, even if he is given another chance to choose, he will still be killed on the south wall of Chunyang Wuji Gong.

After all, pure Yang has no merit. However, the highest martial arts in Wudang school is the highest martial arts Scripture that Zhang Sanfeng inherited from some Joyoung gods and many Taoist principles, and spent nearly 100 years of meticulous polishing.

Although Chunyang limitless skill seems to have a little reputation in the original work, it's because Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, is the only one who has learned this skill in the whole world!

Even Zhang Wuji, the protagonist of this era, does not have the talent and ability to practise this magic, otherwise he does not have to learn the Joyoung magic.

Lu Zhi even wondered whether the pure Yang limitless skill created by Master Zhang Sanfeng belonged to the category of martial arts!

After all, how can ordinary martial arts be so demanding on practitioners? Even the fate protagonist like Zhang Wuji can't meet the requirements!

When practicing pure Yang limitless skill, Lu Zhi always had an inexplicable feeling, as if he was not practicing internal skills, but cultivating immortals

Thanks to his identity as a transgressor, he seems to be naturally different, which can meet the entry requirements of cultivating pure Yang limitless skill. Otherwise, I'm afraid this divine skill will be broken after the ancestor Zhang Sanfeng.

"Qingzhi."

A cry came from behind. Lu Zhi turned around and saw a hale and hearty old road with Hefa and Tongyan standing in the corridor and looking at himself with a smile.

"Ancestor." Lu Zhi quickly saluted.

He is the founder of Wudang sect, Zhang Sanfeng.

He called Lu Zhi Qingzhi because his master, song Yuanqiao, added a green word to his name after accepting him as a disciple, which is both a name and a Taoist name. Therefore, Lu Zhi can also call him Lu Qingzhi or Qingzhi Taoist.

"Don't be polite." Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand casually and said, "how's today's practice? Can you get something?"

"Report back to your ancestor." Lu Zhi smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth. "Qingzhi's qualification is blunt and has not yet realized the true meaning of 'pure Yang'."

Zhang Sanfeng said, "don't worry, don't worry... I can't be in a hurry for a while. Qingzhi, you're not old enough. It's time to accumulate more."

Then he took another look at Lu Zhi's Taoist Scriptures placed in the pavilion, and his eyes showed a touch of satisfaction.

"Qingzhi, I think your weather is getting better and better... According to the old Taoist estimate, it should take you two years to reach this point, but you already have such weather at the moment, which shows your hard work."

"... these days, please read more Taoist Scriptures and understand the essence of the Scriptures. Your pure Yang limitless skill can be reduced."

Lu Zhi couldn't help looking happy when he heard the speech. He immediately worshipped Zhang Sanfeng and said, "thank you for your advice!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a smile and then left. Lu Zhi was also excited. After eight years, he finally saw the dawn!

With his eagerness, he immediately couldn't wait to go down the mountain, return to the Zhenwu hall and directly load it into the library.

One day, two days one month.

As Zhang Sanfeng said, Lu Zhi has reached the stage of self overflow. A month later, his pure Yang limitless skill has finally made a small success! The Qi in the body is self generated and continuous.

If the previous true Qi was an open faucet, and there were drops of hard drops, the pure Yang true Qi in his body now is like a broken dam, with surging waves!

Then a terrible thing happened

——- Lu Zhicai just realized that the real Qi surged and circulated all over his body. The next second, his body was like a black hole. In an instant, he swallowed up all the pure Yang Real Qi he had worked hard for many years!

[Ding, the energy replenishment is completed, the divine random system is started successfully, and the information is binding...]

what's that?! The unknown voice suddenly sounded in his mind, which really startled Lu Zhi.

The next second, as if to answer his doubts, a series of fast beating random codes suddenly appeared in front of him, and then turned into a golden projection screen and began to show his handwriting.

[current world: the story of relying on heaven to kill dragons.]

[host: terrestrial plant.]

[skill: pure Yang limitless skill (Level 1, 242000, first glimpse of the path.), Taijiquan (the sixth floor, 11491800, mastery.), Soft sword technique with fingers around (on the fourth floor, 2171000 enter the house.), Tiyunzong (the seventh floor, 20192200), Shenmen thirteen Swords (Level 1, 87300, beginner's first practice.), Cotton palm (second floor, 241500, first glimpse of the doorway.)...]

[integral: 0.]

Comprehensive evaluation: second rate player in the Jianghu.

Looking at the game property panel like a third rate page tour in memory, Rao Shilu Zhi was a little confused.

Sure enough! The system and the jumper are the same as the standard configuration, but his golden finger is too slow to go online. He has skipped tickets for eight years!