Chapter 43 Emperor Monkey(2/3)
Dragon energy!
So many dragon energy!
The golden air flow was like a swallow returning home.
Among the people watching this scene, many warriors found that their martial arts cultivation was gradually regressing while watching.
Entering the Tao.
Grand Master.
Grandmaster.
It only stopped the pace of decline until it fell to the innate threshold.
This change is terrifying.
what happened?
What exactly happened?
Their martial arts are developed through their own hard work, so why does it disappear for no reason as it is now?
There are also some warriors who use their own martial arts to plunder in this natural disaster, fighting with the officials' constables. Suddenly, their martial arts continue to decline, resulting in their own direct killing...
The martial arts are gone.
No.
Some of the effects of exercise are still there, but... the upper limit is actually weakened?
Many powerful people who were originally flying in the sky fell one after another. They were frightened to find that as masters of martial arts at the level of entering the Tao, they only had the Dharma image available at this time, and the rest of them all retreated to the innate level in just one hour!
Martial arts have been weakened?
Or did the upper limit be erased by force?
Wudang Mountain.
Yu Lianzhou, who was cleaning the Zhenwu Hall, seemed to have noticed something. He had been stuck in the innate realm for decades and did not continue to enter the country.
"Second Master, Second Master, something is wrong! Some uncles and uncles..."
A Taoist boy hurriedly ran in from outside the hall, wanting to report to him.
As a result, Yu Lianzhou glared at him.
"What a panic? With your ancestors here, the sky will not collapse!"
"But, but..." The little Taoist boy who was scolded by Yu Lianzhou turned red in his face, but after a long time, he finally said something:
"But everyone on the mountain has found that their martial arts have declined. What should I do?"
"But the martial arts are gone, what's the point of panic? Luzhu, remember, Wudang is a Taoist sect! If the martial arts are gone, we can just practice the Taoist scriptures more!"
"But..." The little Taoist almost cried when he heard this.
"Nothing, hey."
Putting down the broom, Yu Lianzhou touched the Taoist's head with a smile and said with a smile: "What's the best thing about practicing martial arts? Is it hard to endure hardships and suffer? With the foundation I built by Wudang, isn't it good for us to cultivate immortality?"
At this moment, the little Taoist boy's eyes widened.
Cultivating immortals?
Cultivate immortality!
Zhang Sanfeng, who had already recovered his fairy style in the back mountain of Wudang, shook his head and smiled at the furious tiger lord on the side:
"It's not good if there are too many disciples. There will always be someone who will cause you trouble. You have to help you with your help, or you will be disrespectful to the old man and you will be reluctant to leave it."
As he spoke, the tiger master saw a large amount of white energy rising from the sky around Zhang Sanfeng and flew towards the distant East Sea.
Um?
Lao Zhang is... stupid?
He actually stolen his own martial arts?
When he noticed this, Hu Zun's eyes were as bright as a copper bell, and he secretly wondered in his heart whether he should take this opportunity to avenge the revenge that he had been bullied by Zhang Sanfeng over the years.
Then, as soon as the thought of Hu Zun arose in his heart, a big hand was pressed on the top of his head.
What awaits it is Zhang Sanfeng's smile-like expression:
"It's just a Taoist fruit. Since he wants it, then I will give up if I am a ancestor, so as to avoid this child saying behind my back that I am a ancestor is too stingy."
Are you not using your own martial arts skills? Why did you hold me down with one hand!!!
In fact, my own realm is not as good as a black tiger with a time difference of a certain elephant dragon. Now I can't help but start to doubt the demon...
Quanzhen Teaching.
Wang Chongyang, holding the Taoist hairpin, noticed that his martial arts skills were declining and looked at the Taoist couple beside him with a smile:
"Unknown to me, I've been practicing martial arts for so many years..."
Lin Chaoying's face, a bit of color appeared on his dazed face:
"Yes, it's been a long time."
"Don't be sad. Since my father-in-law agreed, I'll give it to him."
"Zhongfu Ge..."
"If you don't want to have martial arts, you and I are the ones who practice Taoism."
"you...."
"But after this, I want to ask the Emperor Wu to ask for an explanation, Mochou that child..."
......
......
The bloody rain in the sky has come to an end.
gold.
red.
Gradually disappearing.
With the last martial arts essence, the dragon soul was filtered by the Life and Death Book.
Above the East China Sea, Yi Wuyue, holding the Life and Death Book, slowly closed the spiritual treasure in her hand, looked at the sword-holding woman not far away and nodded:
"It's almost done, it's your turn."
When Dugu Feng heard this, he subconsciously looked at his hands.
Fair.
White and tender.
Quiet.
These hands holding the sword are actually trembling?
"I...I may not be able to hold the sword."
Dugu Feng, who was pursing the corners of his lips, looked a little dazed.
If the previous martial arts declined, who would have the least impact on anyone, it might be the most bizarre sword cultivator in the world!
realm?
Not important.
As long as the quality of the long sword in her hand can keep up, she has the ability to cut off a great master!
But now?
After seeing the sword slashed by the woman in the distance, Dugu Feng really became suspicious of his sword.
Seeing this, Yi Wuyue couldn't help but frown: "This was decided at the beginning."
"I...I know."
"Um."
"But... my... my sword?"
While speaking, Dugu Feng looked at Yi Wuyue, as if he wanted to see where the person in front of him could draw a sword.
Then....
The two looked at each other.
yes.
Where is the sword?
Without a sword, what should you do if you ask her to do?
To be continued...