Transcending Divinity Dao Technique

"The power of the Xianwu handprint at the entry level is so much stronger than before?"

Bai ziyue looked at the huge pit on the ground. Even if it was not necessarily there, it would be easy to sink into it because it was soft and even standing in place, but he was still very shocked in his heart.

"But it's normal to think about it.

This Xianwu big handprint is the door of Xianfa sect 300 years ago. The Zhenzong unique skill of Xianwu sect is naturally not suitable for general martial arts, which can be compared with Xianfa. "

Bai ziyue thought, smiled, and felt normal.

The Xianwu sect was in its heyday, but the Xianfa sect of Kunwu sword sect was only a little weaker than the Chaoyang sect. How could the town sect be weak?

"It's still a beginner's level. It's driven by internal power. Next, Xiaocheng, I'll convert it into spiritual power to exert it. There will be another layer of flexibility in being overbearing, which can lift heavy as light.

When the immortal martial arts handprint cultivation reaches a great success, the immortal martial arts are integrated, and the internal force and spiritual force are integrated with each other, then the terrible power of this unique skill can be really brought into play.

It was with this unique skill that the original Xianwu sect became powerful for a time. "

Bai ziyue looked forward to it, but he couldn't wait to use the soul to improve.

With the improvement of his realm and the continuous improvement of his martial arts and immortal Dharma level, the time needed to improve also increased accordingly.

It takes more time to adapt.

Even if this time is not long, it's natural for him to find a safe place.

"Big brother is so powerful."

The little girl Zhao Yueer looked at the deep pit on the ground, opened her eyes, opened her mouth in surprise, closed it for a while, and looked at baiziyue with worship on her face.

"If you practice hard, you can do it in the future."

Bai ziyue smiled, touched her head, and then went on the road again.

"Soul energy + 65, + 166, + 812, + 137..."

There is no shortage of killing in the endless swamp.

Bai ziyue pushed and killed countless people all the way. But compared with the countless creatures in the swamp, it is only a drop in the ocean.

The increase of soul energy on him mostly comes from the fighting between various creatures in the swamp. The increased soul energy really died in his hands accounts for only one third of them.

Three hours later, the ground gradually dried hard, and the trees began to stand tall and straight. Perhaps because of their abundant vitality, these trees seem to be towering into the clouds.

The top leaves are green and green. Even in the crisp autumn, they have not withered and turned yellow.

"It's almost there. That mountain should be Chaoyang peak."

Looking into the distance, Bai ziyue saw a mountain peak, towering and huge, covered by continuous clouds.

Occasionally, we can also see some cranes and birds flying in them. Some people fly past in the void. There are attics, palaces and towering towers, which are faintly exposed. It is a scene of immortal family.

Because of the route, baiziyue missed Yunwu Shanfang city and directly reached the Mountain Gate of Chaoyang Taoism school.

At the foot of the mountain gate, there is a place like a small town. Houses are scattered, forming a huge street. The flow of people is not uncommon.

"Hey, there's another one. He's still with his family."

Just set foot in the town, a laugh came.

Bai ziyue looked over and saw that he was a bald man in his thirties. He was not angry, but asked calmly, "how can I get to the Taoist pavilion?"

As early as before, he heard the rules about joining the Chaoyang Taoist school from Yu Yangding.

I know that the Chaoyang Taoism school does not have high requirements in this regard.

Even for casual cultivation, as long as you have the immortal Dharma qualification, you can register directly in the Taoist Pavilion at the foot of the mountain. In three or five days at most, you can officially become a disciple of Chaoyang Taoist school.

Of course, the Chaoyang Taoist school, as a great school of immortal Dharma, has its own set of operating rules. Generally, it will be evaluated in many ways, such as age, immortal Dharma qualification, or immortal Dharma Realm, to adjust the treatment.

If the qualification is too low and the potential is too small, for many people, it's better to be a casual practitioner than to stay in the Chaoyang Taoist school and struggle.

After all, there are many people who are difficult to break the barrier and become enlightened immortals all their lives.

Of course, like Bai ziyue, those who need to break the barrier pill, Kaiqiao pill to break through the realm, and need to increase the realm of follow-up skills, naturally, they can only join the sect.

"Sure enough, another one came to enter Chaoyang Road.

But are you ready to stay in Chaoyang Taoist school for 30 years and serve as a slave?

In addition... "

The bald man's eyes tilted slightly and looked at baiziyue jokingly. He said, "it's not certain whether the Taoist Pavilion can see you."

"Why do you say that?"

Bai ziyue frowned slightly and asked.

"You came here through the swamp of yunmiao mountain all the way and said frankly that you wanted to find the Taoist Pavilion. Isn't it for the sake of many martial arts resources, even congenital pills, so you are willing to give up your freedom and become a martial slave?"

The bald man said, shook his head and continued: "if it was a martial artist with internal power and environmental strength ten years earlier, Chaoyang Taoist school would reluctantly accept it.

However, ten years ago, after the identity of the seven congenital ancestors of the Wulin sect Qijian mountain who were martial slaves of the Chaoyang sect was revealed, more and more martial artists broke into this place regardless of danger.

In addition, there are also secular families of many disciples in Chaoyang Taoist school. Without the qualification of immortal Dharma, they become martial slaves for a future.

Now, the cultivation of martial arts has not reached the second rate, but you can't enter the immortal gate. "

Then he looked up at Bai ziyue again, full of pity.

Although he could not see through baiziyue's martial arts realm, he could conclude that the strength of the other party was not strong, at least not to the level of second-class experts.

As for Bai ziyue, a man, a dog and a little girl, he was not surprised to break through the swamp of yunmiao mountain safely.

Although the swamp is dangerous, many relatively safe places have been marked with countless people.

In addition, there are caravans passing every month to reach yunmiao Shanfang city. The real distance to go is only thirty miles. In fact, as long as you are careful enough, have the strength above the internal power level and have a certain self-protection ability, you can naturally reach here smoothly.

"Oh? Wunu? But I don't want to be a wunu."

He frowned. Although he was also an immortal monk, he was also an orthodox martial artist. The title of martial slave really made him feel uncomfortable.

"Are you still a fairy monk?"

The bald man said contemptuously when he heard the speech.

"Is there a problem?"

Bai ziyue glanced at him faintly. With a little finger, an orange flame burst out in his hand.

With a slight flicker, the flame disappeared, and he didn't stay any longer and stepped directly into the town.

The town is not big. Even if the bald man is not big, he can find the entrance Pavilion by taking a few more steps. There is no need to inquire.

"What a fairy monk?"

The bald man stared, his face turned red and looked a little ashamed.

His original intention was to deliberately put forward the rules of the Chaoyang Taoist school, so that Bai ziyue would be disappointed and return, so as to meet his idea of gloating.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not a martial artist at all, but a friar with immortal Dharma qualification... This made him a little angry.

Deep in the eyes, there is a strong color of envy.

"Lao Cao, have you eaten it?

You see, people are dressed in white and come all the way, but there is no damage or dirt. Can't you see the otherness of each other? "

A middle-aged man with long black sleeves and yellow teeth laughed and said.

"Who knows that he is dressed up as a warrior, but he is still an immortal monk?

No, I have to see.

Chaoyang Taoist sect disciples are divided into four grades according to age, qualification and realm.

First class is respected, and fourth class is the last. If it is fourth class, even if you join, you are just a factotum disciple. Your status is not much higher than that of our martial slaves.

I'll see what grade he will be divided into. "

Then the old Cao hurried to catch up and wanted to see it.

In the small town, there are many martial arts people like them who can't join the Chaoyang Taoist school. They dream of becoming congenital like the seven congenital ancestors of Qijian mountain, and then holding the sword to the ends of the world.

I have a lot of leisure time, and I like to have fun. Soon there are a lot of people to follow.

"Into the Tao Pavilion!"

After walking for a few minutes, Bai ziyue found the entrance Pavilion. Without hesitation, he settled the little black dog aside, and then took Zhao Yueer's hand and stepped directly into it.

"You want to join our Chaoyang sect?"

In the Taoist Pavilion, an old man with gray hair looked up at baiziyue and said casually, "how about cultivation?"

"Ninth floor in gas refining period!"

Bai ziyue said in a deep voice.

"Huh?"

The old man suddenly looked up and said in shock, "you're not a warrior?"

"I'm used to breathing."

Bai ziyue suddenly realized why the bald man had decided that he was a warrior.

His clothes really look like a warrior.

Quickly spread out the convergent breath.

Suddenly, a light spirit belonging to the immortal monk came out of him.

"Sure enough, it is the ninth floor in the gas refining period."

With a sigh of relief, the old man quickly stood up and became much more enthusiastic. He also greeted a young monk, served hot tea and invited him to sit down.

At the door, Lao Cao and others, who were peeping, opened their eyes and looked shocked.

Ninth layer in gas refining period?

Even though they knew that Bai ziyue was a monk of immortal Dharma, they never expected that the other party's immortal Dharma cultivation would be so high.

On the ninth floor of the Qi refining period, among the Chaoyang Taoist sect, they are all elite disciples.

The position of the Chaoyang Taoist school is higher than that of the old-fashioned factotum whose martial arts have broken through the congenital environment.

As for Wu Nu, it is actually their self deprecating statement.