Eternal pride

Chapter 130 The Ultimate Blood Monk
Chu Yunge was immersed in comprehension.

The map of mountains, rivers and everything is thoroughly deduced.

A shadow pierced through the air, acting as a teacher in his mind.

With one mind and one mind, Chu Yunge raised the long sword in his hand and waved it following the movement of the shadow.

As a map of mountains, rivers and myriad things that can deduce the great supernatural powers of heaven and earth, it is easy to deduce super-grade kung fu.

Chill.

A sword spins.

Two swords volley.

Three swords are flying.

The four swords are amazing.

The five swords shook the sky.

A mysterious and profound swordsmanship waved from the shadow's hands.

"Nine Tribulations Sword Sutra" Nine Turns Sutra.

Ninth turn, shocking the immortals with one sword.

In the tenth turn, a sword frightens the gods.

With a bang, the entire space trembled.

Chu Yunge stopped suddenly, trying to calm himself down.

The "Nine Tribulations Sutra Sword" is really powerful.

"This power is not much stronger than the Little Thousand Sword Formation in "Liangyi Sword Formation". I am afraid that only the Great Thousand Sword Formation can crush it."

"Little Thousand Sword Formation" is only at the tenth level of heaven, at most it is equivalent to the top level of heaven, roughly equivalent to the first nine moves of "Nine Tribulations of Swords".

And the Daqian Sword Formation is a super-grade formation, and it should be stronger than the tenth turn of the "Nine Tribulations of Swords".

However, although the sword formation is strong, it is not a sword after all, and it is impossible to use it in the Hundred Weapons Competition.

Chu Yunge chuckled lightly and waved his sword to dance the wind and clouds.

first turn.

Second turn.

Third turn.

Relying on the powerful power of the soul and the mysteries of the map of mountains, rivers and myriad things, he quickly practiced the first three rounds.

Then, it is four to six turns.

These three moves took him more time, a full three days and three nights.

On the fourth day, he began to practice the seventh to ninth forms. These three forms became more difficult and required real swordsmen.

But for Chu Yunge, it was still not a problem.

Compared with talent, who were you afraid of?
Seven days later, Chu Yunge completed all the first nine forms of the "Nine Tribulations of Swords", and reached the state of being completely natural.

"Now, it's time for the tenth form."

Chu Yunge grinned, and the power of the soul was fully displayed.

The tenth form is a super-grade level, which requires more spiritual power.

hum.

As soon as the power of the soul was unleashed, it immediately spread to the sword intent, causing the long sword in his hand to tremble suddenly.

Chu Yunge began to swing his sword, his swordsmanship contained a kind of perfection, as if faintly merged with the sword.

If Qin Xiangtian, the number one general of the Tang Dynasty, was here, he would definitely be horrified beyond words.

The unity of human and sword is a realm that can only be achieved by the highest swordsmanship. Generally speaking, only legendary innate creatures can possess it.

How could it be possible that Chu Yunge was a small First Layer?

In fact, Chu Yunge did not enter the supreme realm of the unity of man and sword.

He is not innate, even if he has the power of soul that is unique to innate beings.

In this state, he can be regarded as a half-step man and sword at best.

However, even so, it can still leave a large group of swordsmen behind.

If Zhongzhou Baichao said that they could reach this level, the only pair of masters and apprentices in Jianxianshan might be the only ones. Ling Xian'er might have also reached it, but Qin Murong definitely didn't.

Chu Yunge stayed in this state for three full days.

At dusk on the fourth day, he struck out with a sword, and the whole courtyard trembled accordingly.

A sword startled God.

"Although I can't completely master the tenth round, I can already exert [-]% of the power of this pose. Given the balance of vitality, it should be more than enough to deal with Qin Murong."

Chu Yunge grinned, in an infinitely good mood.

That night, he slept soundly.

In the early morning of the next day, he changed into a clean martial robe and rushed to Baiqi Palace.

Baiqi Palace, north of Lingxian Pavilion, this hall is dedicated to the annual Baiqi Contest and can accommodate thousands of people.

The annual Hundred Weapons Contest was also a lively event in the Tang Dynasty.

On this day, all the elders of Lingxian Pavilion's major pavilions will come to watch.

The geniuses of Lingxiang Pavilion have already flocked to Lingxiang Pavilion.

For them, today is undoubtedly a good day.

Cultivation is hindered by talent, in the past, the masters of the nine realms would not be able to defeat the powerhouses of the tenth heaven, and they could only humble themselves in front of them.

But today is different. If you are proficient in the weapons in your hands, you can still beat the tenth heavenly powerhouse.

Once you show your extraordinary talent, you might be able to reach the sky in one step.

This is naturally exciting.

What's even more exciting is that anyone who enters the top ten can enter the Hall of True Treasures to select treasures.

Who doesn't look forward to the first treasure house of the Tang Dynasty?
When Chu Yunge came to Baiqi Palace, a figure was already waiting there.

It wasn't Ling Xian'er who was overwhelmed by the country and the city, but Tang Xuance with the big bald head.

Seeing Chu Yunge's arrival, Tang Xuance clasped his hands together, showing a beautiful and wretched smile, "Chu Yunge, you are on time, it seems that my fairy is indeed very attractive, even a shameless person like you can be fascinated Fascinated."

Chu Yunge chuckled, "Call my brother-in-law to listen."

Tang Xuance rolled his eyes fiercely, "We'll wait until you pass Qin Murong's level. Don't say I didn't warn you, Junzijian is not a gentleman, but a hypocrite worthy of the name. Be careful that he will kill you."

"It's okay." Chu Yunge waved his hand, "Death under the peony flower is a coquettish ghost. To die for the saint Ling Xian'er is also a feat."

Tang Xuance said with a smile: "But the person who killed you was not Ling Xian'er, but Tang Murong, what's there to be proud of."

Chu Yunge spread his hands, "What's the difference? Anyway, it's Ling Xianer's fault. If she doesn't tease me, the little sword king won't be so cheap as to bully the weak."

"What about the Little Pagoda King?" Tang Xuance looked at him strangely, "Don't tell me that the grandson Qianxue also took the initiative to tease you?"

"That's what it is." Chu Yunge said innocently, "Is this young master like that kind of person?"

"It's not like." Tang Xuance shook his head, "It's not."

Chu Yunge looked at him with a smile, "It sounds like you are very upright."

Tang Xuance's expression froze, and he immediately revealed the dignified appearance of Buddha's brilliance, clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, monks don't tell lies."

Chu Yunge curled his lips, and was about to fight back, when Tang Xuance dodged out immediately.

When Chu Yunge saw it, he immediately smiled.

It's Wei Chiling, the little mace king

"Sister Ling, when did you return to Datang, why didn't you inform Brother?"

Tang Xuance looked at the other party with a big bald head and a smile.

The deep disgust in Yu Chiling's eyes seemed to be unimpressed by the Great Tang Prince.

Tang Xuance didn't care too much, he still said "Sister Ling" on the left and "Sister Ling" on the right. Even Chu Yunge, who has always been known for his shamelessness, had to give a thumbs up.

"Sister Ling, I see that your seal is black and your eyebrows have a bad omen. I'm afraid there will be bloody disasters. Brother, here is a thousand-year-old ginseng, which can drive away all bad luck. Why don't you try it?

"What, I don't want to taste the thousand-year-old ginseng, oh, I still have the ten-thousand-year spiritual liquid."

"I don't want the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Liquid, I still have the 10 year old Golden Buddha."

"Hey, sister Ling, don't go, don't you go."

"I am grass."

The corner of Chu Yunge's mouth twitched violently. It seems that Monk Xue's consciousness has gradually awakened, and the girls in the world are afraid that disaster will happen.

(End of this chapter)