From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 48: Three Transformations
Chen Xuan practiced martial arts for three years, and almost honed his martial arts skills to the peak of the secular world. Later, he practiced Qi, and his martial arts skills did not fall behind.

Martial arts master.

It is not an exaggeration to use this word, which should not appear on young people, to describe Chen Xuan today.

"This person's martial arts skills are not inferior to mine."

Chen Xuan only took one look at the young man and immediately realized that something was wrong.

This is the horror that only a martial artist like him who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts can understand.

The young man seemed to be standing casually and without any defense, but in fact his movements were natural and there was no loophole at all. No matter which direction he attacked from, the opponent could counterattack instantly.

"Besides me, is there actually another cultivator in this world who is willing to hone his martial arts to such an extreme?"

Chen Xuan muttered to himself, feeling unbelievable.

Because as one's realm improves, close combat no longer seems important. The power of immortal energy and magic is too great, too magical...

"brush!"

The young man was very perceptive and turned his head instantly. He met Chen Xuan's scrutinizing gaze and asked with a raised eyebrow:

"What are you?"

"..."

Chen Xuan smiled and took the initiative to introduce himself for the first time:
"I, Chen Xuan, am a warrior."

Seeing Chen Xuan's friendly attitude, the young man didn't want to get angry and said in a low voice:
"My name is Ye Kui. Do you know Kui? It's a kind of cattle... You're a warrior, aren't you also a fisherman?"

Chen Xuan was carrying a harpoon on his back and had a fishing net wrapped around his waist. He really didn't look like a warrior.

Chen Xuan did not care about the offense in his tone. Instead, he looked at me with sincerity, even a little bit of passion, and said:

"Fellow Daoist Ye is also a martial artist, right? Your sincerity in martial arts is as dazzling as the blazing sun overhead. I sense it. With all due respect, I'd like to exchange martial arts skills with you. How do you think?"

Chen Xuan felt a strong urge in his heart at this moment. He wanted to have a martial arts competition with the man named Ye Kui in front of him without using immortal energy. It would definitely be a hearty, thrilling and world-shaking battle...

This is a kind of mutual understanding that people who have gone the furthest in the same field feel for their fellow travelers.

Chen Xuan seemed to have returned to the glorious days when he practiced martial arts in Liuzhen Martial Arts School, and could do whatever he wanted and find interesting.

"call!"

At this moment, a sense of returning to the original nature of a martial arts master emanated from Chen Xuan's body. The other party would definitely understand what he meant!
"What the hell is this about the utmost sincerity in martial arts?"

Ye Kui's face was confused, as if he couldn't feel Chen Xuan's master's demeanor at all. He shook his head and said, "I don't understand. Goodbye."

He turned around and left.

The speed was very fast and the figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"???"

Chen Xuan stood there in a daze. After a moment, all the accumulated aura of a martial arts master burst out.

He scratched the back of his head and looked at the harpoon sticking out from his shoulder with a confused look on his face.

This Ye Kui.

Don’t you want to have a thrilling fist-fight between warriors?

He didn't even have time to acknowledge the attention and kindness shown to his ally Yan Yushu, but he was rejected just like that...

……

……

In a deserted alley.

A young man named Ye Kui, with his hands resting on his pillow and a dogtail grass in his mouth, walked very casually and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Hey, that pretty girl with a bad heart must be the [Six Desire Heavens], right?"

"Tomorrow morning, when I wake up, I'll see that unfortunate Immortal Seed."

"It's great that two of our kind are still alive."

"I heard that there was a Yellow Millet Dream in Scarlet Crow City, but it's a pity that he died. I'm a few days late."

Ye Kui muttered to himself as he walked, the young Qi practitioner named Chen Xuan whom he had just met flashed through his mind.

Chen Xuan gave him a special feeling, as if it was a resonance from the soul level...

But Chen Xuan's gaze was so sincere and passionate that it made him feel cold in his heart and gave him goosebumps, so he quickly ran away.

Strange look!

"The sincerity of martial arts? I haven't practiced martial arts for a few days. At the beginning, I just..." "Add some points."

A strange smile appeared on Ye Kui's lips, and there seemed to be a hint of blood in his eyes.

"It's full..."

The air seemed to be filled with the smell of violence and blood.

……

……

In a courtyard and inside a house provided by the Peach Blossom Spring Ancient Village.

"Are you going to metamorphose?"

Yan Yushu's clear voice rang in my mind.
"Well, I met someone very interesting... dangerous."

Chen Xuan looked out the window. On the roof of a tall wooden building, Yan Yushu was standing there with her clothes fluttering in the wind. She looked radiant and graceful, like a fairy about to fly away on the wind. She was overlooking the entire village on the mountainside, observing any potential threats.

In reality, nothing unexpected will happen.

Because there are hundreds of ancient people living here, any disturbance will be quickly suppressed.

It was really an accident. It was also the destiny person [Immortal Species] who had seen the Peach Blossom Spring tomorrow. A group of monks and ghosts left here carrying the relics of ancient sages.

"By the way, that man's name is Ye Kui. I think he's looking at you from behind, and his eyes are different."

Chen Xuan reminded him that although he had the idea of exchanging ideas, it was just a whim after all, and he would not lose his basic observation skills because of it.

"I'll pay attention." Yan Yushu replied.

However, it is normal for her to be stared at by others. If one day she meets someone who does not look at her, it means that something is abnormal and she needs to be alert immediately.

"Crack!"

Afterwards, Chen Xuan closed the wooden window and began to transform.

The strength of his Qi and blood at this moment is more than 16,000 kilograms. Once he steps into the third stage of transformation, the huge increase brought by the Huangliang Qi and the blessing of the transformation fairy clothes will improve his body at the same time, which is enough to directly allow him to break through the level of 20,000.

"call!"

Soon, white mist rose up and filled the small room, and the faint fragrance of ears of grain gradually filled the air.

"laugh!"

A blue-gold thread of immortal energy first emerged, shining with a metallic luster. This seemed to be the beginning of the curtain. Immediately afterwards, hundreds of brilliant threads burst out at a rapid speed, giving the body a final thorough cleansing of the tendons and marrow.

Chen Xuan slowly closed his eyes and fell into a shallow slumber. Every part of his body was rejuvenated, his internal organs rumbled, and his skin shone with a jade-like luster...

"If possible, I still hope to fight with the warrior named Ye Kui, even if it means using immortal energy."

Chen Xuan finally thought.

"call!"

Not long after, a green-gold feathered fairy robe gradually appeared in the air and slowly floated down.

Wearing feathered clothes.

……

……

Time passes and dusk falls.

At the foot of the mountain, in a tall wooden archway, ancient scholars were sorting books and packing up their tools.

"How strange! This year, the Peach Blossom Spring has arrived, and all kinds of demons and monsters have come."

He sighed in his heart and prepared to order other ancient people to block the mountain roads and end the day's work.

at this time.

In the distance, there was a group of people wearing black robes, their faces hidden under hoods. They were like a group of black birds in the night, coming towards this side silently.

Upon seeing this, the ancient scholar's face became extremely solemn and he sat back in his seat with a serious expression.

After a while.

A figure wrote a name on the book, then left the group and walked alone towards the village in the twilight.

A gentle breeze blew, and the brim of his hat fluttered, revealing a pair of gloomy eyes like those of a phoenix.

On the fingertips, a letter was spinning rapidly.

(End of this chapter)