Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 140 Maha Boundless
In a short while, a chilling fluctuation of the soul, accompanied by vast true energy, instantly swept through the entire cave.

Yu Zhengnan let out a miserable cry and quickly retreated from the cave, while Yun Hao sat cross-legged with a solemn expression, circulating all his true energy to resist this powerful soul impact.

His forehead was soon covered in a fine sweat, and his face was frighteningly pale.

"Kid, do you know what you're doing?"

An aged voice, filled with extreme displeasure, rebuked from within Shouzhuo's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Get off this little Taoist priest!"

Zhao Rui shouted, opening all the acupoints in his body and attacking Shou Zhuo's sea of ​​consciousness with all his might.

"You bastard! I am an elder of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. How dare you defy me?"

The old voice called out anxiously.

"I'm also an elder of the Qingcheng Sword Sect!"

Zhao Rui didn't care who he was. Once someone's soul and consciousness were completely occupied, it was as if that person's soul had been scattered.

Are the elders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect allowed to kill innocent disciples at will?
What kind of elder?
It's fine if you don't acknowledge it!

"You bastard."

The barrier formed by the aged voice was already crumbling; he hadn't expected Zhao Rui to have such a powerful grasp of the divine soul.

"When my true form descends, I will skin you alive and tear you apart! Only then will I be able to vent the hatred in my heart. Ah!"

The aged voice let out a sharp howl and suddenly disappeared from Shouzhuo's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, a wisp of mist, like a bolt of lightning, vanished instantly into the void mirror beside the crystal pool.

"Elder, Elder!"

Shouzhuo weakly opened his eyes; the ten-year-old boy's eyes were filled with fear.

"Someone just whispered in my head that he was a martial arts elder of the Qingcheng Sword Sect... I'm so scared."

"never mind!"

Zhao Rui patted his little head, his eyes filled with a complicated expression.

"Zhao Rui, what was that oppressive aura just now?"

Yun Hao looked at Zhao Rui with a solemn expression and asked.

"The consciousness of someone claiming to be an elder of the Qingcheng Sword Sect has somehow invaded Shouzhuo's sea of ​​consciousness."

Zhao Rui frowned slightly as he spoke.

"Divine soul consciousness? How did he cast spells from a distance?"

Yun Hao was stunned for a moment, then his pupils widened suddenly as he looked at the mirrored space above the crystal pool with a hint of fear: "It came out from there."

Zhao Rui nodded silently.

The Phantom Demon escaped from here, and now a so-called Qingcheng Elder has emerged from here.

This thing is most likely a bridge connecting the two worlds.

Besides Qingcheng Mountain, other sects should also have them, right?
Zhao Rui said solemnly, "From now on, disciples are forbidden from approaching the Longevity Cave! Uncle-Master Yun Hao, I have compiled the cultivation techniques. Among the eleven martial arts manuals, three are top-tier martial arts of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. Uncle-Master, you may practice one or two of them when you have time..."

"Of these cultivation techniques, five can be practiced quickly using crystals. I have already described the specific techniques in the book. You are responsible for transporting these crystals out of the cave for the disciples' use..."

Upon hearing Zhao Rui's words, Yun Hao understood his meaning: a major change was imminent, and the Qingcheng Sword Sect needed to improve its strength as soon as possible.

"I'm going into seclusion to break through to the Divine Void Realm. Don't disturb me unless absolutely necessary!"

Zhao Rui's expression turned serious, though he didn't know what this so-called Qingcheng Sect elder was all about.

But as long as I have the strength, I don't care about good or evil, Buddha or demon. I have my own principles in my heart, and I can go anywhere in the world.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it!"

Yun Hao immediately nodded in agreement. In Qingcheng today, although Yu Zhengnan is the acting sect leader, in charge of all affairs, Yun Hao is the core combat force of the sect, in charge of martial arts cultivation.

But in the end, the only person who can change the policies of the Qingcheng Sword Sect with a single word is this "outsider".

"Well, time is of the essence, so I won't say any more. Let's all do our jobs!"

After Zhao Rui finished speaking, he stepped out of the cave.

"Divine Void Realm!"

Zhao Rui murmured to himself. After leaving the Longevity Cave, he ignored the other Taoists' greetings and headed straight for the wild mountain paths, choosing the difficult cliffs, dense forests, and gorges with numerous streams.

He didn't know why he always walked aimlessly whenever he wanted to break through his limits. Maybe it was related to a past life when he was in a bad mood and he used to run laps around the track.

It allows him to quickly forget himself and his surroundings.

Whatever the reason, Zhao Rui has left again!

This time it wasn't a city or a village, but a desolate mountain valley and a primeval forest rarely visited by humans.

Zhao Rui forges a path through mountains and builds bridges over rivers, with only one goal in mind: to move forward and achieve a breakthrough.

While Zhao Rui was focused on breaking through to the next level, in a strange place...

Inside a magnificent hall.

An aged voice roared repeatedly, filled with resentment and disbelief.

"How dare they!"

"If I find out who it is, I will never let him get away with it!"

Just as the aged voice finished speaking, a relatively more refined middle-aged voice spoke in a deep voice.

"Cangwu, this failed attempt to cross the border has cost us dearly. It will probably be another six months before we can break through again. You have failed in your duties. Go to the Forget-Worry Cave and reflect on your mistakes!"

"Yes, uncle!"

The old voice responded with a helpless yet unwilling tone, and slowly retreated from the main hall, blood still clearly visible at the corner of his mouth.

"Since crossing the boundary is not an option, Qingcheng can only wait for the opportune moment to break through before making a breakthrough. However, in doing so, we have already lost the initiative."

After Cangwu left, the middle-aged man's voice rang out again.

"According to Cangwuzi's description, the people of the ancient land are not only incredibly powerful, but their spiritual cultivation techniques are also exceptionally strong. Moreover, he also said that he is an elder of Qingcheng! Could it be that the current generation of Qingcheng in the ancient land is quite prosperous?"

"It's not impossible. But if that happens, we might not be able to subdue them easily after we cross the line..."

"Amitabha Buddha, this person must not be allowed to live!"

"Why not ask Zen Master Zhisheng of Emei to investigate? If his attitude is firm, we'll have no choice but to..."

The speaker paused for a moment, but everyone present understood what he meant.

"Let's probe their strength first!"

The speaker made the final decision, and the others left the hall one after another.

……

The land of Yan and Zhao has been home to many heroes since ancient times.

Since the revival of martial arts, a large number of people have emerged to practice martial arts.

As a result, martial arts schools sprang up everywhere, and family traditions and small sects began to flourish.

Yun Que Sect is a very small sect.

There were only five people in the sect, which was even less than that of an ordinary martial arts school.

On this day, the sect leader, Cui Laosheng, was looking weary and worried, holding an abacus and calculating daily expenses.

The more he calculated, the more his brows furrowed.

"We can't even recruit apprentices, how are we supposed to survive? Sigh, if things really don't work out, we should just disband and find a job!"

Old Master Cui is almost forty years old, and his martial arts skills are only at the ninth level of martial arts, which is inferior to many college students.

The martial arts of the sect are mediocre and lack any distinctive features.

It's no wonder that with this level of skill, no one would be willing to learn from him.

“Master, Master, why did you take me as your disciple? Why did you have to make me the eternal sinner of the Yun Que Sect?”

Old Master Cui couldn't help but complain about his deceased master, wishing that his master had disbanded the Sky Sparrow Sect back then.

There's no need to make him worry now. Just as he was frowning and hesitating, a clear voice suddenly came from outside the room.

"Are you the current leader of the Yun Que Sect?"

"Wang Pengfei, you want a spanking, don't you?"

Master Cui was already in a bad mood, and then his disciple went outside and mocked him, the sect leader.

That little guy has such a big butt, he deserves a beating!

Immediately, Cui Laosheng picked up the ruler on the table and pushed open the door.

Sure enough, standing at the door was his young apprentice, Wang Pengfei.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking arrogant and smug, as if he wanted to get beaten up.

The old man was furious and picked up the ruler to hit him.

"Be bold!"

Wang Pengfei's eyes turned cold, and he reached out and pinched the old man's ruler between two fingers.

Cui Laosheng was taken aback, pulled hard, and found it wouldn't budge. He exclaimed in surprise, "How come you...?"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt as if he had been struck in the chest with a hammer, let out a muffled groan, and fell back into the room.

Wang Pengfei stepped inside, and with a wave of his hand, the door closed automatically with a burst of energy.

"I am the fifteenth generation disciple of the Yun Que Sect. I have come across the border on the orders of the sect leader to assist you in your cultivation in preparation for the arrival of the Yun Que Sect."

"You don't need to doubt it. This matter will only benefit you, and not harm you. We are of the same origin..."

Wang Pengfei explained the whole story in a deep voice.

Old Cui clutched his chest, speechless with astonishment.

But in a short while, he realized one thing: the spring of the Skylark Sect had arrived.

Because Wang Pengfei was reciting for him a supreme martial art recorded in the history of the Yunque Sect, the Nine Transformations of the Cloud Crane, without any concealment.

This is an unparalleled lightness skill. According to records, when this martial art is mastered to a high level, one can move like a crane in the clouds, its cry echoing through the heavens.

Although he didn't know if it was true or not, Cui Laosheng had no doubt about Wang Pengfei's formula.

Because a large part of this mantra is just fragments of the incomplete cultivation method he is currently practicing.

No other company has this approach.

"Senior, please forgive me! Senior, please forgive me. This disciple is willing to relinquish the position of sect leader. I beg you, senior, to revitalize my Yun Que Sect."

Old Master Cui knelt down without hesitation, and gave up his seat without hesitation as well.

They're already planning to disband. What's there to hesitate about?

"I have no interest in the position of sect leader, and you don't need to worry that I will go back on my word. I'm afraid that if I become the leader of this small and insignificant Yun Que Sect, I'll be laughed at when I return to the sect."

Wang Pengfei chuckled and said.

Old Cui gave an awkward smile and said no more.

"From today onwards, the Yun Que Sect will be closed for cultivation..."

"Yes, senior!"

Across the land of China, scenes similar to those at Yun Que Men are unfolding everywhere.

Many sects, organizations, or even families with a long tradition have had members who suddenly seem like completely different people.

Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, but he can also perform many long-lost traditional martial arts techniques.

Everyone thought this was a blessing from heaven, and they all wished they could hide away immediately and wait until they had mastered their martial arts before emerging to establish their authority.

So everyone hid, and surprisingly, not many people in the city knew of their existence.

Mount Emei in Sichuan Province.

Zhao Rui traveled slowly and unexpectedly arrived at the Emei Mountain camp.

Mount Emei is vast with numerous peaks, and it is close to Mount Qingcheng, so Zhao Rui's arrival was effortless.

However, he was not aware of these things at the time, and he didn't care about Emei or anything like that.

Any mountain will do.

Information about the Six-Symbol Enchanting Immortal Technique kept appearing in Zhao Rui's mind. His divine soul power, enhanced by the Illusionary Sound Technique and the Enchanting Immortal Technique, had already reached the Divine Void Realm.

The only deficiency is in the cultivation of true qi.

He is currently refining his true qi cultivation and spiritual power, so that they can blend together seamlessly and truly become one.

To achieve the complete state of divine illusion.

People walk in the mountains, floating through the mountain streams.

Zhao Rui could cover more than ten zhang in a single step, and any grass or stream along the way could be used as leverage to propel him through the air.

From a distance, it looks as if he is walking and flying close to the ground.

The posture was extremely elegant.

"That kid up ahead, what amazing light footwork!"

Just as he was walking aimlessly forward, a deep voice rang out behind him.

At this moment, Zhao Rui kept his mind focused, and unless his six senses detected danger, he would remain oblivious to it.

"Huh? Could it be a sudden enlightenment?"

The person who arrived exclaimed in surprise, and without stopping, caught up with him in an instant.

Upon approaching and observing Zhao Rui's condition, he couldn't help but slightly increase the distance by two zhang, clasping his hands together and saying, "Amitabha, what profound wisdom you possess! You are indeed destined to be with the Buddha."

The newcomer turned out to be a tall, handsome young monk with a shaved head and ordination scars, clearly a proper ordained monk.

His voice was much deeper, though, making him sound like a middle-aged man.

After the monk finished speaking, he did not interrupt Zhao Rui's cultivation, but silently followed beside him, heading towards the distance together.

This monk possessed extremely high martial arts skills, and his lightness skill was even more remarkable.

He and Zhao Rui ignored each other, continuing their journey while pondering their next move.

It was as if both of them were having an epiphany.

They walked for more than 50 kilometers, and their figures gradually left the territory of Mount Emei.

Zhao Rui's aura grew stronger and stronger, and an inexplicable power began to erupt from his body. This power not only affected his true qi, but also began to transform his soul.

The whole person seemed to become more unreal.

"Good lad, you've actually started forcibly breaking through to the Divine Void Realm. In that case, let me lend you a hand!"

The young monk laughed heartily, his body surging with energy, and he began to manifest an aura of true energy and divine soul merging, just like Zhao Rui.

This momentum slowly approached Zhao Rui, and after several collisions, it began to surge at a certain frequency.

This encouragement caused a change in Zhao Rui's true energy and soul.

In a daze, Zhao Rui simply followed his heart in cultivating, and as he cultivated, he felt a strange, stimulating energy driving him.

Zhao Rui was already just one step away from victory, and with the monk's prompting, he immediately found a breakthrough.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Zhao Rui successfully achieved the unity of his soul and true energy, reaching the boundless realm of the Divine Void.

Just as Zhao Rui awoke from his state of spiritual unity, he received a notification from the system.

"The martial art 'Maha Boundless Divine Skill' has been discovered and can be copied. Copy it or not!"

So, you can pick up an advancement point while cultivating?
Zhao Rui quickly selected "yes" and then began to practice his Enchanting Immortal Technique in accordance with the rhythm of the other party's true qi and soul circulation, using his own true qi and soul to practice with the other party.

The young monk originally only intended to help briefly and then leave.

Before long, he discovered that Zhao Rui's aura had firmly locked onto him.

　I was too sleepy and wrote this in a daze. Please point out any errors or omissions.

　　Excuse me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)