Film and Television: A Man in White Horse, Begins by Becoming an Apprentice of Yu Sheng Demon

Not only that, but there was also a melodious and pleasant piano sound, like a clear spring flowing around, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Yu Tian glanced around briefly, then with a single, instantaneous step, his figure moved like a ghost towards the direction of the zither music.

At this moment, Gu Chen, the Confucian immortal sitting under the peach tree, sensed a powerful force breaking into the barrier.

He stopped playing the violin, slowly raised his head, and stared straight ahead.

When he saw the rain appear in an instant, he was filled with astonishment and shock, finding it hard to believe that such a young person had come.

His expression immediately turned serious.

He discovered that the aura emanating from this young man was comparable to that of his peak-stage, half-step Divine Realm cultivator.

After teleporting to within ten feet of the ancient city, Yu Tian immediately concealed his aura, smiled at the solemn-looking Gu Chen, and said:

“Senior Gu Chen, there’s no need to be so on high alert. I have no ill intentions in coming here.”

Gu Chen, upon hearing Yu Tian's words, did not relax at all, and directly asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Upon hearing Gu Chen's words, Yu Tian smiled again and said:

"Junior, Yu Tian, ​​the number one expert in the Southern Manual and the disciple of Yu Shengmo."

Gu Chen didn't believe Yu Tian's words at all and directly questioned them:

"If I remember correctly, Yu Shengmo himself is only at the peak of the Great Freedom Realm."

"But your strength is at the half-step Divine Realm, how could you possibly be his disciple?"

Upon hearing Gu Chen's words, Yu Tian smiled and said:

"Senior Gu Chen, do you think I would need to lie to you with my current strength?"

Besides, my master broke through to the half-step Divine Realm several years ago.

After listening to Yu Tian's words, Gu Chen agreed with them.

After all, his strength had already reached the level of a half-immortal, so there was really no need to lie to him.

After figuring it out, his expression gradually relaxed, becoming gentle and serene.

He smiled and said to the rainy day:

"So, what is your purpose in coming here?"

Yu Tian stared at Gu Chen, a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

He answered softly:

"Originally, I came to ask you for sword skills to hone my abilities."

However, upon seeing my senior's current situation, I couldn't help but feel disappointed.

After all, judging from the current situation, the senior will probably only be able to unleash one sword strike before passing away.

Gu Chen smiled slightly after hearing Yu Tian's words.

He responded gently:

"But for you, this one sword is enough!"

After hearing this, Yu Tian burst into laughter:

"Hahahaha! Senior Gu Chen is right, this sword strike is indeed enough."

However, I know that you still have unfinished business, which is why I have come today.

"I simply wish to catch a glimpse of the unparalleled Confucian scholar's brilliance."

Gu Chen was also quite surprised to hear what Yu Tian said.

Just then, Yu Tian's figure vanished from Gu Chen's sight, leaving behind the words:

"I hope that next time I come, Senior Gu Chen will be able to unleash his most powerful sword strike."

Looking at the disappearing rainy day, Gu Chen sighed:

"To have such strength at such a young age, I estimate that in ten years he will be able to compete with Mr. Li."

Afterwards, Gu Chen calmed down and continued to play the zither.

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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Practicing the Immortal Demon Style on a Rainy Day, Startling Baili Dongjun

In the far north, there is a frigid land, covered in ice and snow all year round, where the cold is extreme.

In the heart of this frigid land lies the headquarters of a mysterious organization called Outer Heaven.

The building is magnificent and imposing, seemingly blending seamlessly into its surroundings.

Inside the headquarters of Tianwaitian, an elderly man with white hair, sitting in a wheelchair, was quietly listening to the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Clad Marquis recounting the recent events that had occurred in Zishan City.

The white-haired old man listened silently, his eyes deep and calm, but his heart was churning with turmoil.

After a long while, he slowly spoke:

Based on what you just described, this newly emerged possessor of innate martial veins,

The Demon Sword Immortal is extremely powerful. Apart from myself and the King, probably no one in our Heavenly Realm can rival him.

Moreover, his master, Yu Shengmo, broke through to the half-step Divine Travel Realm several years ago.

Taking rash action would not be a good thing for us.

Therefore, let's forget about arresting him! Let's focus our attention on Baili Dongjun instead.

The white-haired immortal and the purple-robed marquis exchanged a glance, then crossed their arms and bowed, answering in unison:

Yes, Your Excellency Wuxiang.

The white-haired old man nodded slightly and continued:

I have received word that Baili Dongjun has returned to Qiandong City.

This mission is of utmost importance; we cannot afford any more mistakes.

Therefore, I will send two esteemed envoys, Wufa and Wutian, to accompany you.

You must bring Baili Dongjun back to the Outer Heavens.

The white-haired immortal and the purple-robed marquis bowed again with their hands clasped, saying:

"Your subordinate will certainly complete this mission."

That's right, this white-haired old man is none other than the Formless Envoy, the strongest of the five envoys from the Outer Heavens.

Its strength was terrifyingly high, reaching the pseudo-divine realm, even stronger than the half-step divine realm.

The Formless Envoy watched the two depart, thinking to himself:

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, when will you emerge from this border region?"

Now that another prodigy with such terrifying talent has appeared in the martial world, I have a bad feeling about this.

..

Time flies, and five days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside Qiandong City, a thousand-strong Pofeng Army unit was slowly entering the city gate in orderly steps.

Meanwhile, in a courtyard within the Zhenxi Marquis's residence, a figure was rapidly traversing through the air at an astonishing speed.

What's even more astonishing is that this space is filled with incredibly terrifying black and white sword energy, as if it's about to tear the entire void apart.

If anyone dares to approach at this moment, as long as their strength is lower than that of a martial artist in the Great Freedom Realm, they will be punished.

They would be torn to shreds by these terrifying sword energies in an instant.

And this person, constantly flashing in mid-air,

It was rainy day when he was trying to combine the 1800 variations of the Immortal-Demon Sword Technique with the 1800 variations of the Immortal-Demon Sword Technique.

The Immortal Demon Sword Technique is divided into three different realms: Demonic Style, Immortal Style, and Immortal Demon Style.

The first two sword techniques are of the same level, both at the Divine Realm level, equivalent to the Earth Immortal level.

Therefore, mastering 1800 variations of each technique is considered to have perfected these two sword techniques.

However, the 893 Immortal Demon Style surpassed the 964 Divine Travel Mystic Realm and reached the level of Celestial Immortal 460.

To truly step into the realm of the Immortal-Demon style, one must integrate the 1800 variations of the Immortal and Demon styles to create entirely new variations.

Only when one successfully integrates and masters these new changes can one be considered to have entered the gate of the immortal-demon realm.

To cultivate the Immortal Demon Style to its perfect state, one must perfectly integrate all 1800 variations of the first two styles into a new variation.

Once you reach this level, you can defeat even a powerful figure like Li Changsheng.

Even Su Baiyi, the guardian of humanity, dared to confront him on a rainy day.

Da da da da da!

Footsteps sounded outside the courtyard. Wen Hujiu and Baili Dongjun walked and talked, each holding a wine cup, until they reached the door.

Just as Baili Dongjun was about to push open the courtyard gate, Wen Hujiu suddenly sensed a chilling sword aura permeating the courtyard.

His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly grabbed Baili Dongjun, saying in a low voice: