Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

This would make it difficult for Zhu Yuyan, who was fighting in her first battle.

The devil's sound hurt his voice, the devil's dance tired his waist, and even the magic of the girl could not withstand it and was defeated at one blow.

Fortunately, Yang Zhao is a person who cherishes flowers.

As the big boss and financial backer behind the Demon Sect, Yang Zhao saw that Zhu Yuyan was not strong enough, so he taught her some exclusive skills.

The Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique condensed the demon seed in an instant and transferred it into Zhu Yuyan's body.

Then, with the help of pure yang purple energy, he separated the demon seed from his own spirit and completely integrated it into Zhu Yuyan's origin. He used the Samsara Sutra to help him master the Heavenly Demon Secret, the Cainu Great Method and other Heavenly Demon Strategy techniques, and practiced them into a strange and incomparable Heavenly Demon skill.

This is a technique that was derived from the Heavenly Demon Strategy, but is even stronger than the Heavenly Demon Strategy.

For several days.

Yang Zhao was in the bedroom, helping Zhu Yuyan to familiarize herself with the new Heavenly Demon Skill, and then using a large amount of pure yang essence to help her quickly condense a special Heavenly Demon Body.

After Zhu Yuyan succeeded, she joined forces with Jingwei and was able to fight Yang Zhao for a few rounds.

A full ten days.

In the backyard of Fengming Pavilion, Wanwan used Heavenly Demon silk to make a swing on a crooked tree. With a sad face and bare feet, she was playing with a delicate flower out of boredom.

"Ten days. It's been ten days. Oh my god, Master must be a broken flower."

As she spoke, Wanwan stretched out her hand and rubbed the delicate flower for a while, then glanced towards the small building with great concern, her eyes filled with a complicated and strange look.

That damn scumbag Yang Zhao was hugging me in front of me, but in the blink of an eye he was pulling his master back to the room.

"Master, this is so pitiful..."

Wanwan gritted her teeth and shook the remaining flowers in her hand.

At this moment, a figure appeared silently beside Wanwan, and then hit Wanwan's little head with her slender hand.

At this moment, Zhu Yuyan was full of energy. Her already extremely beautiful and charming body emitted a strange aura that was almost tangible.

In that halo, Zhu Yuyan's skin was as white as jade, shining brightly.

Staring at that light for too long would cause one's mind to become disturbed, and one would involuntarily have all sorts of hallucinations. Even Wanwan, who was at the peak of the Grandmaster level, would fall in an instant.

"Master, this is so pitiful. That Yang Zhao is such a beast. It's been ten days."

"That's not right. It should be Yang Zhao who is so miserable. Thirty is like that, forty is like that, fifty is like that. The age of the master is almost in the late forties and less than fifty."

"Hiss, I don't know if Yang Zhao will be traumatized from now on, what should I do..."

Snapped!

Wanwan felt a sharp pain on her buttocks. Her eyes focused and she instinctively practiced her skills to keep her mind focused. Then she looked at the person who came.

"Master, it's you. Why are you using magic to deal with me? I'm your good disciple."

"Yes, you are really a good disciple of the master. Do you remember what you said to the master just now?"

Wanwan was overwhelmed by the remaining power of the demon body that Zhu Yuyan had just condensed, and couldn't help but utter her true feelings.

Zhu Yuyan heard it clearly, fucking thirty, forty, fifty.

I’m afraid I can’t keep this disciple anymore.

After hearing Zhu Yuyan's words, Wanwan also recalled what she had said before. Her pretty face turned pale immediately, and then she started to act coquettishly and cutely like an actress.

Zhu Yuyan was also helpless. She stretched out her hand and crushed the withered flower into pieces.

It's annoying to see this thing.

That enemy was just as Wanwan said, a beast.

If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid I'll really become a withered flower. I have to go out and stay out of the spotlight and recuperate for a while.

At this moment, Zhu Yuyan was not like a Martial Saint, but was better than a Martial Saint.

After condensing the Heavenly Demon Body and practicing the Heavenly Demon Skills, Zhu Yuyan no longer had the ability to see the lines of the world's laws like a Martial Saint, and she also had no ability to break through the void.

His physique, skills, spirit, and all-round strength are not inferior to that of a Martial Saint in any way.

Even with the help of the Heavenly Demon Body, Zhu Yuyan only needs a little time to settle and develop, and she will be able to naturally condense the true meaning of the Heavenly Demon and truly step into the realm of Martial Saint.

If you think about it this way, it doesn't seem like you're at a disadvantage.

Well, after I reach the realm of Martial Saint, I will come and fight that enemy.

He rubbed his somewhat empty waist, and then rubbed his extremely sore waist.

Zhu Yuyan pulled Wanwan and finally forgot about the small building. With a happy smile on her face, she headed towards the outside of the city as if flying in the wind.

"Wow, Master, have you mastered the Heavenly Demonic Technique to the eighteenth level?"

"What kind of magic is this? Even dogs don't practice it."

"..."

"Don't worry, disciple. I have learned from nature and created a Heavenly Demon Art that is even better than the Heavenly Demon Strategy. After I find a miracle doctor to help you heal your kidneys, I will pass this art on to you."

"Devil Power? To nourish the kidneys?"

"Uh, you heard it wrong. It means to add depth."

Faintly in the wind, the voices of Zhu Yuyan and her disciple Wanwan drifted away.

At this moment, Zhu Yuyan is full of confidence in conquering and controlling the entire Demon Sect's two factions and six paths, and she is full of motivation for the great cause of her enemy.

At this time, Yang Zhao, with the help of Zhu Yuyan, truly stepped into the realm of Martial Saint.

It is very different from the previous time when he had one foot halfway into the realm of Martial Saint.

At this moment, Yang Zhao can not only see the laws and lines of all things in this world in a clearer way, but he can also easily merge into the heaven and earth, or jump out of the three realms.

The secret techniques such as the Six Treasury Immortal Thief, the Origin of Qi Body, and the Daluo Cave Observation, which had once been of great use to Yang Zhao, were now integrated into his body like instincts and transformed into innate magical powers.

In the realm of Martial Saint, one’s mind merges with heaven and earth, and one is free from the three realms, with all the primordial energy leaking out.

It has to be said that the martial arts masters since ancient times have been truly amazingly talented, and they were able to open up such a strange realm of martial arts.

Use the Hunyuan flawless body to protect your whole body and avoid falling into the trap of the Heavenly Dao.

However, with the true meaning of martial arts, he integrated into the laws of heaven and earth at all times and fully grasped the mysteries of heaven and earth.

Only when you truly enter the realm of Martial Saint.

Yang Zhao was becoming more and more aware of the many secrets in the development of martial arts, and he became more and more convinced that there was no such thing as the realm of Martial Saint in the original martial arts.

This Martial Saint Realm is, in all likelihood, a cheating method used by the powerful in the world.

Chapter 354: Dugu Jialuo in the Sui Dynasty Palace

The first four realms of martial arts are acquired body training, innate marrow cleansing, master's qi training, and grand master's touching of spiritual power.

And only when one reaches the realm of heaven and man can one truly step into the path of martial arts.

The strong spirit, energy and mind of the heaven and the earth go hand in hand, consolidating themselves and achieving unity between heaven and man.

In the realm of Martial Saint, one refines one's own essence, energy and spirit to a perfect state and develops the power of martial arts will.

The realm of immortals on land, slowly understanding, mastering, and even merging with the laws of heaven and earth.

But after Yang Zhao entered the realm of Martial Saint, he suddenly realized that even if a warrior does not enter the realm of Martial Saint, he can understand and control the laws of heaven and earth starting from the peak of heaven and man.

The power of the soul can completely replace the will of martial arts and achieve the same effect.

It's just that the martial will of the Martial Saint realm is clearer, easier, and freer than the vague contact of the Primordial Spirit.

In other words, the realm of Martial Saint is actually dispensable, even a bit redundant, and makes the path of martial arts much more difficult.

For many people.

As long as there is a sufficiently special or powerful technique, such as the Dao Heart Planting Demon Technique, one can completely use spiritual power or the power of the soul to replace the will of martial arts and practice diligently.

But the will of martial arts is different. Those who do not have a certain talent and character will not be able to develop their own martial arts will even if they are stuck in the realm of heaven and man for a lifetime.

It has been more than thousands of years since ancient times.

There were countless outstanding people in the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. In the two thousand years after the Great Zhou Dynasty, the flower of martial arts became even more brilliant.

It is impossible that countless heroes in these thousands of years did not discover the strangeness of the Martial Saint realm, but this Martial Saint realm has been preserved intact.

Even in this era, there are many people who remain in the realm of Martial Saint.

There must be a reason for this.

The only reason Yang Zhao could think of was what Zhu Xi once said, that the authority of Heaven had been eroded by immortals and gods. Comprehending, mastering, and integrating the laws of heaven and earth might lead to falling into the trap of immortals and gods.

Only when a warrior's spirit, energy and vitality are perfect enough can he avoid being transformed by the laws of nature and enslaved by the gods.

Yang Zhao was not sure whether his idea was correct.

After getting familiar with his own level of cultivation, Yang Zhao quickly explained everything to Jingwei, and then his figure flashed and merged into the void, heading towards the direction of the Daxing City Palace.

If Yuan Tiangang saw this scene, he would certainly be surprised. Yang Zhao only took a few glances and then learned his unique secret technique.

Traveling through the void, thousands of miles in an instant.

Starting from Fengming Pavilion, Yang Zhao arrived at a luxurious palace complex that was relaxed on the outside but tight on the inside and heavily guarded.

Daxing City is the old Yang family's nest.

Yang Zhao believed that his adoptive grandfather, grandmother and others might have faked their deaths and gone into hiding, and they must have left some clues in this palace.

It’s not that Yang Zhao didn’t want to use the sound-transmitting jade talisman to find his cheap grandfather to solve his doubts.

But the sound transmission jade talisman still has a big flaw.

Such as the will of the Martial Saint, the blessed land, the turbulence of the void, the barrier of the strong, etc., can all block the reception of the signal of the sound transmission jade talisman.

Since the sound transmission jade talisman came into being, Yang Zhao had only had remote conversations with his adoptive grandfather less than five times through the jade talisman.

And it has always been the case that only Yang Jian can contact Yang Zhao, but Yang Zhao cannot contact Yang Jian.

Just like in later generations, even if the elderly people in the family have a mobile phone in their pocket, they will only remember the phone when they need it. When they don’t need it, it is just a decoration.

Stealthily walking in the void, the power of mind observes all directions.

Just as Yang Zhao's mental power spread out and began to search in the Daxing City Palace like a sieve, a sharp martial arts will pierced Yang Zhao's mental power fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged woman with dignity and sharp eyes appeared in Yang Zhao's sight.

The middle-aged woman was wearing a luxurious palace dress and holding a sword inlaid with gold, jade and jewels at her side. She looked at Yang Zhao through layers of void.

"Come out, little thing. You're sneaking around in your own home. What does that look like?"

Along with the middle-aged woman's angry rebuke, an invisible sword domain condensed and penetrated into the void like a trawl, rescuing Yang Zhao and dragging him out.

The peak of martial arts, the sword art is dense.

This is a top-level strongman who is at least comparable to Deng Tai'a and Dugu Qiubai. Going a step further, he is at the world-class level of the ceiling of Martial Saint.

Looking at the middle-aged woman, Yang Zhao felt a surge of blood and a sense of closeness.

So when being dragged by the big net formed by the sword domain, Yang Zhao did not resist. Like an obedient fish, he was fished out from the void and came to the gate of a luxurious palace in the harem of the Sui Dynasty.

"Grandson Yang Zhao greets Grandmother."

The closer he got, the more Yang Zhao could feel the blood connection with the middle-aged woman opposite him. He even vaguely remembered the feeling of being held in her arms when he was a child.

This middle-aged woman was none other than Dugu Qieluo, who, like Yang Jian, faked her death and retired from society.

Different from Yang Zhao’s cheap father Yang Yong, whom he hated so much.

Before Yang Zhao was sent to the Ming Cult as a child, he also lived in this palace for several years. Yang Jian and Dugu Jialuo both liked Yang Zhao, their eldest grandson.

Yang Zhao still remembered that Dugu Jialuo often scolded Yang Yong because of Yang Zhao's mother Yuanshi.

Unfortunately, Yang Yong was such a stubborn man that the more he was scolded, the more he went against Yuan and Yang Zhao in the Eastern Palace. He made Yuan so angry that she became depressed and sent Yang Zhao far away to Kunlun.

Therefore, all along, even though Yang Zhao grew up in Guangmingding, he never had much concern for his grandparents, even though his adoptive father died accidentally because of their plan.

See Yang Zhao appear and hear Yang Zhao’s words.

However, Dugu Jialuo's originally majestic and sharp gaze softened all of a sudden. She stared at Yang Zhao for a while, and her eyes even became red.

"My dear grandson, do you blame your grandparents?"

Both Dugu Qieluo and Yang Jian felt guilty towards Yang Yong, Yuanshi, and Yang Zhao's family.

And Yang Zhao didn't expect that the first question Dugu Jialuo asked after seeing him would be this.