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Chapter 279: One Day Completed, Yama's Indestructible Golden Body, Nineteen Dragon Slaying Styles
Since the court meeting.

News of the new emperor's personal deployment of troops to foreign countries and the establishment of the position of Prime Minister soon spread throughout the capital.

This matter was not only discussed by the aristocratic families in the capital, but also in the Shengjing academies, the streets and alleys, the restaurants and inns, there were scholars and common people everywhere who were discussing the affairs of the court.

"The current emperor is planning to use military force against the Golden Crow? It has only been a short time since he ascended the throne, but he is planning to lead the army in person. Aren't you afraid of following in that person's footsteps?"

"Yes, I heard that it was because the Jinwu Kingdom provoked first and dared to rashly attack Jiayuguan and stir up trouble, so His Majesty was angry."

Two rude, unshaven warriors were discussing while drinking.

"This time when His Majesty left the capital, Chen Ke was appointed as the Prime Minister and the Regent of Great Yan. It is really unexpected that a humble man like him could ascend to the throne of the Emperor. This Chen Ke can be considered as a carp turning into a dragon."

The scholar in blue at the other table said with envy.

He came from a local noble family and his family had been officials for generations. However, when he came to Beijing this time, he was unable to obtain any official position.

It's really sad.

The main reason is that the current emperor, as soon as he came to power, cleared out many hereditary official titles and stopped keeping idle people. At the same time, he increased the assessment of officials, valuing their achievements based on performance. Those who have not made any achievements in three years will be expelled from the court.

"Is it Chen Ke who comprehended the School of Mind? He is quite famous. Looking around the world, who doesn't know him?"

"Da Yan has now entered a new era. It all depends on how the new emperor will perform in his first battle after ascending the throne."

On the eve of the expedition.

The military camp was visited, and soldiers put on their armor and handed over their swords. All the lieutenant generals of the fifth rank and above in Dayan received orders to go to the army, took the tiger talisman and seal, and entered the military camp.

One day, Lu Mingyuan found Zhao Xuanwu and asked him about the martial arts.

"You said you wanted to learn another technique?"

Zhao Xuanwu grabbed the wine gourd, took a sip of wine and said.

"That's right. Now that my various skills have reached perfection, I need more powerful skills to support them. When I fight with the Queen of the Underworld someday, I think my skills are inferior, otherwise I should be able to win more smoothly."

Lu Mingyuan said very seriously.

"The techniques stored in the national treasury are indeed powerful, but compared to what I have now, they are still far behind. In this comparison, they are not up to par. The top techniques of each sect are secret techniques that are not passed on to outsiders. Even the imperial court finds it difficult to obtain a copy."

Zhao Xuanwu looked at him in surprise and said, "Thunder Prison Sword Sutra, have you already cultivated it to perfection?"

"Yes."

Lu Mingyuan nodded.

"Let me see your moves."

Zhao Xuanwu obviously didn't seem to believe it.

Without saying anything, Lu Mingyuan stretched out his hand and stared at it for a while.

In the blink of an eye, an extremely oppressive lightning blade energy floated in the palm of his hand.

The blade energy was as thin as a cicada's wing, but it exuded a destructive aura.

It seems as if it could be dragged out and thrown out, destroying the world.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xuanwu was obviously shocked: "The sword intent is solid and flawless, and it is perfectly combined with the power of heaven and earth to form the rules of the sword. It is really a perfect realm!"

Even for him, it took him at least twenty years of practice to perfect the Thunder Prison Sword Sutra.

But Lu Mingyuan only took more than three years.

Could it be that Lu Mingyuan was really a martial arts genius who was underestimated by him?

He knew this method best. It would take at least thirty years to master it. How could Lu Mingyuan practice it so quickly?

Unable to figure out the clue, Zhao Xuanwu could only sigh: "It is true that the disciple is better than the master."

Lu Mingyuan asked: "Master, is there any other top-notch martial arts technique? It would be best if it could suppress all other techniques. You don't need to learn any other martial arts, just this one is enough."

When Zhao Xuanwu heard this, his eyes quickly became calm, and he said lightly: "Since you want to learn the best martial arts, I really have one here. Even I have only practiced up to the fifteenth form."

Lu Mingyuan raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "What is it?"

"Nineteen Dragon Slayer Styles."

Zhao Xuanwu said word by word.

"Nineteen Dragon Slayer Styles"

Lu Mingyuan murmured softly.

Zhao Xuanwu explained, "The Nineteen Dragon Slaying Styles were created by the only dragon-slaying swordsman in the world. In the Middle Ages, he slew several demon kings on the battlefield against the demons. He even decapitated the dragon lord who was at the peak of his power and sat on a flying platform of the demons. Since then, his name has spread all over the Central Earth Continent and even the whole world."

Lu Mingyuan looked serious and asked, "So powerful?"

Every demon king has at least the strength of the upper third rank.

He killed several upper third-grade masters in a row, which at least means he has the strength of the fourteenth realm, just like Wei Laojiu. He is at least a martial arts saint. In addition, he also cut off the head of the Dragon Lord guarding the Ascension Platform. His strength is probably even greater than Wei Laojiu.

Zhao Xuanwu continued, "The 19 Dragon Slaying Styles represent 19 realms. The 6th style can kill a Grandmaster, the 9th style can kill a Jindan Qigong practitioner and a Longmen warrior, the 12th style can kill a celestial being, a saint, and a true lord, the 18th style can kill a bodhisattva and a saint, and the 19th style is not afraid of the founders of the three religions, the throne demon, or the Great Underworld God."

Upon hearing that this technique was so powerful and completely met his needs, Lu Mingyuan's eyes lit up.

Zhao Xuanwu reminded, with a smile on his face, "Don't be happy too soon. Even I can only practice to the fifteenth form, standing proudly at the top of the middle fifth rank, able to kill a half-saint, and barely fight against the upper third rank."

"It's as difficult as climbing to heaven to get one step closer."

"In addition, the 19 Dragon Slaying Moves consume a lot of energy. Each move is a new level, which is basically constantly developing one's potential. If you force yourself to perform the next move, your body will not be able to withstand it and you will die of exhaustion."

Out of a responsible attitude, Zhao Xuanwu still told everyone the side effects of this technique.

But for Lu Mingyuan, this shortcoming is nothing.

"It's okay, Master, just teach me."

No matter what, this is a martial art that is full of killing power.

As long as you keep fighting, you can continuously improve your strength.

"it is good."

Seeing that Lu Mingyuan still wanted to learn, Zhao Xuanwu did not stop him. He took out a white jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to Lu Mingyuan.

"I found this technique in the wreckage of the Dragon Slaying Blessed Land when I was young. It was a chance encounter."

Zhao Xuanwu talked about the origin of this technique.

"The Dragon Slaying Blessed Land was also a large cave heaven five hundred years ago, but there were too many cultivators vying for opportunities inside, and because of a rumor, it later became a ruin. A hundred years later, although it has improved, it is not as good as before. No matter what, it is still a blessed land. The upper third-grade cultivators look down on it, but the middle fifth-grade cultivators can still get a lot of benefits if they go there."

Lu Mingyuan felt that the news sounded familiar: "A rumor? Did someone spread the news about the Ascension Platform?"

Zhao Xuanwu looked surprised. "That's right. Someone spread the news that a flying platform appeared in the dragon-slaying land, which attracted the masters of the three religions to fight for it, so the cave was destroyed."

"Ascension Platform, Chen Ke also told me this news."

Lu Mingyuan heard this name again.

The ascension platform is also what I am looking for.

One is the ascension platform, and the other is to plunder the luck of the six countries. These are the two necessary conditions for reviving Qi Xingyan.

"Thank you for your skills, Master. I will be in seclusion for the next day, so I won't keep you company for long." Lu Mingyuan said.

"One day? What can be cultivated in one day?" Zhao Xuanwu was puzzled.

The expedition is about to begin.

At this time, Lu Mingyuan actually wants to go into seclusion?

real or fake?

"One day is enough."

Lu Mingyuan smiled slightly.

He did not explain much. After taking the jade slip of the martial arts technique, he went to Qianyuan Hall alone to go into seclusion.

Lu Mingyuan sat cross-legged on the stone pier.

While holding the jade slip of "Nineteen Styles of Dragon Slaying", the names of two other martial arts techniques emerged in his mind.

Heavenly Witch's God-Destroying Palm.

Yama’s indestructible golden body.

These two skills came from his second life, when he was a young master. They were both secret skills of the Wu clan, and they were the top secret skills for tempering the body. Only the outstanding people of the Wu clan could learn them, and there was no need to practice the art of praying to the gods, because they were all body-refining skills.

The reason why he chose to retreat before going on an expedition was because the more cards he had, the more protection he would have when facing the enemy.

The stronger you are, the steadier you will be when you strike.

Lu Mingyuan quickly opened the first page of the Heavenly Witch God-Destroying Palm.

I discovered that although the witch clan's skills are different from those in the Middle-earth, their body-refining methods are similar.

The Heavenly Witch's God-Destroying Palm was created by a powerful being at the level of the Ancestral Witch. When it reaches perfection, one can move mountains and fill the sea, and pluck stars with one hand. The status of the Ancestral Witch should be similar to that of the Three Pure Ones in the Holy Underworld.

As a large amount of memories flooded into Lu Mingyuan's mind, he quickly became proficient from being unfamiliar at the beginning.

Heavenly Witch God-Destroying Palm, here comes the introduction!

Master the Heavenly Witch's God-Destroying Palm!
There is a little spiritual being following Lu Mingyuan's palm technique, which is constantly improving by absorbing his luck.

"Emperor Orange Fate - Martial Saint, the refining rate increases by 30%"

"Unlocking the Traits of Fate - Divine Will (Elementary)"

"Holy Will (Basic): The speed of practicing martial arts is increased by 100 times, and the power of any martial arts is superimposed to 100 times the original."

For a moment, a golden dragon shadow appeared on Lu Mingyuan's chest again.

The progress bar in front of me moves forward rapidly.

The Heavenly Witch's God-Destroying Palm is complete!

Heavenly Witch's God-Destroying Palm, perfect!

In just one hour, Lu Mingyuan had cultivated the Heavenly Witch God-Destroying Palm to perfection.

He checked the progress of the "Martial Saint" destiny.

That’s an increase of exactly 10%.

"Fortunately, I have the destiny of a martial saint, so I can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing any martial arts."

Lu Mingyuan exhaled lightly and continued to practice the second technique.

Yama’s indestructible golden body.

This method was left behind by a peerless warrior named Yama the Great Emperor from the Witch Clan. It can withstand the burning of the sun and prevent any poison from entering the body. Even in water at minus a thousand degrees, one can still move as before.

To put it bluntly, it can be immune to various negative status buffs, is not afraid of the Taoist true fire, is not afraid of the shackles and weakening of Confucian mantras, and is not afraid of the Buddhist method of salvation.

Lu Mingyuan followed the same method and began to practice the Immortal Golden Body.

Yama’s indestructible golden body, the first level of meditation.

Yama’s indestructible golden body, the tenth level of Yama visualization.

As strands of golden light flowed across Lu Mingyuan's face, he spent several hours cultivating Yama's Indestructible Golden Body to the tenth level of perfection.

The vital energy stored in the 26,000 acupoints was basically consumed by him.

The Immortal Golden Body requires a large amount of external objects for refining. He chose to use his vital energy to sharpen the layers, and naturally it was consumed all at once.

It was not until the end that Lu Mingyuan had the opportunity to check out the Nineteen Dragon Slaying Moves.

The moment of flipping through the 19 Dragon Slaying Styles.

A stream of unfamiliar memories flooded into Lu Mingyuan's mind.

He closed his eyes and saw a tall and straight man in a long-sleeved hat holding a long sword. He was standing on a battlefield full of corpses. Behind him were hundreds of thousands of endless mountains and a demon army that was as numerous as dark clouds.

The sky was dark and filled with evil clouds.

This swordsman, who was still unknown at that time, had his gray sleeves fluttering in the wind. He looked calm and composed as he wiped the sharp blade.

The blade is parallel to the torso.

In an instant.

Knife light now.

He swung his sword at the throne in the sky.

Lu Mingyuan, who was now very powerful, saw his sword clearly and saw nineteen shadows appear.

On the surface it is one cut, but in reality it is nineteen cuts.

There are nineteen overlapping images, each with a different posture, and each has its own sword-wielding connotation.

So what if I see it clearly?

Lu Mingyuan believed that he was not capable of such an exquisite sword technique.

boom--

Above the evil cloud, a huge scarlet dragon eye appeared, and it turned out to be a black dragon spanning the sky and the earth.

The black dragon soars into the sky, with wind and clouds following it.

In a moment, he had reached the Tongtian Mountain where the swordsman was and stretched out a dragon palm!
A dragon palm stretched out from the clouds and shattered a thousand-meter-high mountain with one palm, but it could not cover the swordsman's sword intent.

The body of the man in the long-sleeved bamboo hat stood as still as a thousand-year-old pine tree.

The sword energy was all over the body, as sharp as cold, and it penetrated into the black dragon's dragon scales along the blade. The seemingly indestructible scales were pierced through as if paper, and golden dragon blood flowed out.

"Roar!!"

The sound was like thunder, rolling in.

Flames flickered in the black dragon's pupils, as if it was unwilling.

But in the end, it was still cut into two by this unparalleled sword energy!
Under one knife.

The clouds parted, and the world became clear.

After watching the Nineteen Dragon Slaying Styles, Lu Mingyuan was greatly shocked.

"If I could be like this swordsman, why would I worry about the six kingdoms? I can conquer one kingdom by myself."

That being said, you still have to practice well.

Lu Mingyuan calmed down.

The little spirit in his mind quickly wielded his sword, recalling the dragon-slaying swordsman, and his progress continued to surge.

Nineteen Dragon-Slaying Moves, the first move.

The second of the Nineteen Dragon-Slaying Moves.

Nineteen Dragon-Slaying Moves, Fifteenth Move.

Lu Mingyuan continued to practice until the sixteenth move before stopping.

He found that the further he went on, the more mentally exhausted he became, and by the tenth move, his head began to hurt.

It has nothing to do with the speed of cultivation, but rather that his current realm is unable to withstand the intensity of the next few moves.

Even the sixteenth style is still much stronger than Zhao Xuanwu today.

Maybe, I already have the strength to fight against the top three powerful ones?
Lu Mingyuan thought in his heart.

It was also at this time that daybreak.

The morning light is dim, emitting a weak glow.

It's time to go off.

Lu Mingyuan took a deep breath, stood up, opened the door, and walked out of the palace.

Arriving at Longbi Square before Shengming Palace.

It was discovered that on the square, Marquis Guanjun, Marquis Wu'an, and even the masters of the three academies, Sui Yuqing and others were ready and on standby at any time.

Even the eldest princess of the Jinwu Kingdom, Luo Qiufu, was taken along.

As she is the best reason for declaring war on this expedition of Da Yan, she must be brought along.

Lu Mingyuan glanced around, put on the emperor's armor held by the soldiers beside him, and said lightly:
"Follow me to the battle."

(End of this chapter)