After marrying his master's wife, he reached the peak of his life

Chapter 16 I have seen this figure before (please read it later)
Lu Chengfeng followed Zhou Tong all the way to the inner peak, and Zhou Tong told him about the situation in the inner peak.

"Junior Brother Lu, you have been in the sect for so many years, you should be very clear that there are five peaks in the sect: Qingyun, Huanglong, Xuanhe, Baihong, and Chixiao, and each of them has a unique sword scripture passed down."

"Any true disciple who enters the inner peak must choose one of the lineages to inherit. Unless there is a particularly big change, it will be difficult to change in the future."

"These five peaks have different characteristics. There is a rhyme in the sect that goes, 'The blue cloud floats away and disappears without a trace; the yellow dragon extends its claws to break the cloud peak; the black crane flaps its wings and becomes invisible; the white rainbow and the red sky penetrate the yin and yang.'"

Hearing this, Lu Chengfeng asked curiously, "How do you explain this rhyme? Please enlighten me, Senior Brother."

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "Qingyun Peak is famous for its body movements. Practicing Yimu Tongtian Sword Scripture, one can respond to heavenly thunder and strong winds. With just a wave of their hands and feet, wind and thunder come together, just like an immortal."

Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this. "A martial arts skill can actually attract heavenly thunder and strong wind? Is this still martial arts? The legendary immortals are only this good, right?"

Zhou Tong smiled and shook his head: "This is just an exaggeration. The Yimu Tongtian Sword Scripture can indeed draw the power of wind and thunder. Not only is the attack fierce, but the body movement is even more ethereal. The disciples of this lineage are called Qingyun Sword Immortals by many people in the martial arts world."

"As for the Huanglong lineage, they practiced the 'Huanglong Qianyuan Cangjian Zhen Jue', and its greatest feature is the sword-drawing technique. There was once a disciple who had not drawn his sword for ten years, but one day he drew his sword, and the sword energy spread across 130 meters, angrily slashing down a martial arts giant and becoming famous all over the world."

"Most of the disciples of Huanglong Peak are calm and tenacious, but once they are enraged, the hidden sword will be unsheathed, just like an angry dragon emerging from the abyss, which can terrify all enemies."

"This lineage of disciples is notoriously difficult to mess with. No one knows how many years they have been hiding their swords. There have been many records of Huanglong Peak disciples going against the grain and shaking the world with one sword."

Lu Chengfeng listened attentively, thinking that if he could hide his sword for ten years, even those famous people in the martial arts world would be in awe of him.

At this time Zhou Tong continued, "As for Xuanhe Peak, they practice the 'Xuanhe Thousand Shadows Sword Art'. Their swordsmanship is famous for its viciousness and swiftness. Their swift swordsmanship is dazzling, and often people have already returned to the netherworld without realizing it."

“There are many swordsmen practicing fast swords in the martial arts world, but once the disciples of Xuanhe Peak leave the mountain, they will definitely become the pinnacle of fast swordsmanship. When the sword is slashed out, there is no trace or form. The sword enters the netherworld, and life and death are unpredictable.”

"The last two are Bai Hong and Chi Xiao. One of them follows the Mysterious Ice Sword Path, and the other follows the Fiery Fire Sword Path. One is yin, the other is yang, one is hard, and the other is soft. Together with their unique mental methods, they each have their own mysterious qualities. The only difference is that they don't look like swordsmen."

At this point he couldn't help but burst into laughter, "I have two friends in the sect, they are disciples from Baihong and Chixiao peaks. There is no difference between the swords and spears in their hands. Instead, they have cultivated the power of profound ice and the power of blazing fire to perfection. They should go and compete with the disciples of Yufa Tianzong."

Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but smile when he heard that. He had also heard of the name of the Yufatian Sect. This sect was not an ordinary martial arts sect, but a Taoist sect with a tradition of thousands of years.

The disciples of the sect do not practice martial arts, but instead practice meditation, recite Taoist scriptures, and visualize and concentrate their minds, which is the most strenuous and demanding.

But after decades of practice, if one succeeds, one can sense the heaven and earth with one's mind, and have extraordinary powers with one's body as long as one thinks. Water, fire, wind and thunder can surge, and one can become like a god or a demon.

So the Taoists of the Yufatian Sect seem to be powerless, but with thousands of years of inheritance, their foundation is so profound that it is terrifying. No one knows whether a Taoist who has cultivated the right way will suddenly jump out and sweep the world.

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the Kung Fu Transmission Hall.

Zhou Tong slowed down his pace, turned around and looked at Lu Chengfeng and said, "The two elders who took the initiative to offer to take you in as a disciple this time are Elder Yun Mo from the Huanglong lineage and Elder Zhu Yuxian from the Xuanhe lineage."

"If nothing unexpected happens, you should enter one of the two veins, the Yellow Dragon and the Black Crane."

"Unless you reject the invitation of the two elders and choose to join the other three veins."

At this point Zhou Tong couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, "Junior brother, you wouldn't do such a stupid thing, right?"

Lu Chengfeng could tell that although Senior Brother Zhou Tong seemed to be joking, he was actually giving him a kind reminder, fearing that he would do something wrong due to his youthful recklessness. Lu Chengfeng bowed and said respectfully, "Thank you Senior Brother Zhou for your reminder. I know what I am doing and will never do anything rash."

He is not a young and frivolous person who thinks he is the protagonist. He actively refuses the elders' invitation to become his disciple, in order to be independent and show his difference.

Now, no one knows how many dangers and crises are lurking in the dark. Lu Chengfeng is eager to find a big backer to protect himself, so how could he do such an unwise thing.

Zhou Tong felt even more favorable towards him because he saw that he was calm and respectful, and did not have the arrogance and contempt of those geniuses and evildoers.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and they felt a little closer.

"Since you already know what's going on, I won't say any more. Follow me. The two elders are already waiting."

After saying that, he walked first towards a rarely visited room in the Transmission Hall, and Lu Chengfeng followed closely behind him.

After arriving at the door, Zhou Tong opened his mouth and said loudly: "Disciple Zhou Tong and Junior Brother Lu Chengfeng pay their respects to the two elders."

With a click, the door of the room opened from the inside, and a gentle and old voice came from the room.

"Come in, everyone!"

Lu Chengfeng glanced around and found that there was no one behind the open door, which meant that the door moved without wind and was directly swept open by the two elders.

What is even more rare is that there is no trace of fireworks when the move is made. It looks like someone is slowly opening it. This method and the exquisite use of strength are truly amazing.

The way of martial arts is not that the more violent and tough you are, the stronger you will be. The skill that is not obvious and is reflected in the details is more amazing.

It is like getting a glimpse of a tiny part of the blue dragon in the clouds, and being able to see the more profound and mysterious realm of martial arts.

Although Lu Chengfeng's swordsmanship has reached the twelfth level, one can tell at a glance that his martial arts skills are far inferior to those of the two elders.

Thinking of this, he stepped in with Zhou Tong.

After entering the room, I looked up slightly and saw the two elders sitting at the top.

One of them was an old man with white hair and a youthful face. He was wearing a bright yellow robe, snow-white hair, and an iron crown, but his face was ruddy and shiny.

He sat on a large wooden chair with a smile on his face, looking gentle and kind, making people feel warm and approachable.

The other one was a woman, or rather, a stunning beauty who was so beautiful that one dared not look up for even a second glance.

Just one glance and Lu Chengfeng's heart trembled slightly.

It was a gorgeous rose with blood and poison.

Most importantly, he seemed to have seen this figure in Zhao Changzhen’s memory fragments.

(End of this chapter)