The green mountains were green, and the night rain was drizzling.
Inside a dilapidated temple, Su Yu stood at the door, staring at the torrential rain outside the door, slowly sinking into his memories.
"Time really flies."
"I've been in this world for three months!”
Su Yu was originally an ordinary student who grew up in an orphanage. He did not have many hobbies, but he would occasionally read martial arts novels.
"I really didn't expect that Lei Yutian would transmigrate just by answering a phone call.”
"Moreover, he even transmigrated to the world of the Proud Smiling Man and became the Young Sect Master of the Heng Mountain Sect!”
Su Yu looked at Ye Yu and sighed softly.
The Eternal Mountain Sect was one of the Five Mountain Sword Sects. All of its disciples were women, and it had a clear stand in the martial arts world.
The sect leader, Nun Dingyi, had reached the Grandmaster Realm and was the sect guardian of Mount Heng.
As the Young Sect Master, Su Yu had a high status in the sect. The Abbess Dingyi trusted him greatly, and the disciples respected him very much.
"The Eternal Mountain Sect is the weakest sect among the Five Mountains Sword Sects!”
When Su Yu had watched Proud Smile, the tragic end of the Heng Mountain Sect was still fresh in his memory.
"In order to annex the Five Peaks, Zuo Lengchan sent experts to set up an ambush and killed countless disciples of Mount Heng!”
"There's also the hypocrite Yue Buqun. After he obtained the Evil-Warding Sword Manual, he actually killed Abbess Dingyi!”
"The entire Mount Heng only exists in name, almost destroyed!”
Thinking of this, Su Yu's sense of crisis and pressure multiplied, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.
Su Yu had no parents since he was young, so he had a strong sense of crisis.
As the Young Sect Master of the Heng Mountain Sect, he would never allow the tragedy of the sect's extermination to happen again.
After all, no eggs are intact when the nest is overturned. If the huge mountain of Mount Heng collapsed, he would also be implicated.
At this moment, a gentle and pleasant female voice suddenly sounded in the ruined temple.
"Young Master, I've already started the fire. Come over and warm yourself.”
Hearing this familiar voice, Su Yu woke up from his deep thoughts and returned to reality.
"Yilin, it's been hard on you this time.”
Su Yu smiled and turned around. His gaze fell on a woman in a light pink kasaya in a corner of the dilapidated temple.
This woman was about 28 years old. She sat beside a bonfire. The bright red flames shone on her face. Her fair skin was red, and her supple skin was fragile.
She cultivated with her hair in a bun, and a strand of black hair hung down from each side of her temples. She was beautiful and pure, and her beauty was unparalleled.
"Young Master, it wasn't hard on Yilin."
Yi Lin looked at Su Yu with her beautiful eyes that were as clear as the autumn lake.""It's raining so heavily and Young Master's clothes are wet. Why don't you take them off and dry them?”
The children of the pugilistic world did not care about trifles when they were outside. Yi Lin had already taken off her coat and placed it beside the fire to roast.
"Yes, alright."
Su Yu nodded and walked to the fire. He took off his wet clothes and dried them. Like Yi Lin, he was only wearing the plain clothes inside.
"Young Master, how many more days before we can return to Mount Heng?”
Yi Lin asked Su Yu as she sat beside the fire, adding firewood.
"This place is not far from Mount Heng. At most, it will take one or two days, if there is no heavy rain.”
Yesterday, Su Yu and Yi Lin had gone down the mountain to settle some matters. Unexpectedly, it rained heavily on the way back today. There was nowhere to hide in the wilderness. Fortunately, he saw this dilapidated temple, so he decided to spend the night here.
The bonfire crackled as it burned. Su Yu and Yi Lin chatted for a while, and the dilapidated temple gradually quieted down.
Yi Lin took out her prayer beads and scriptures and sat beside the bonfire to chant.
Su Yu sat cross-legged by the fire, his eyes slightly closed. He recalled the contents of the Heng Mountain Mental Technique, silently mobilizing his Inner Breath, and gradually immersed himself in his cultivation.
"Ever since I came to this world, I have been cultivating the Heng Mountain mental cultivation technique every day.”
"If Abbess Dingyi is right, I should have broken through tonight!”
Su Yu, like most of his peers, had a martial arts dream in his heart.
He yearned for a life of fresh clothes and fierce horses, and a life of holding a sword to the ends of the world. If one wanted to live such a life, one had to have cultivation, and if one wanted to have cultivation, one had to be hardworking enough.
If you want to live and be happy, you must work hard!
After close to a hundred days and nights of hard work, the internal energy in Su Yu's dantian was beginning to mature. It was only a matter of time before he broke through!
At a certain moment, Su Yu, who was immersed in his cultivation, suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from his body.
Bam!
In this dilapidated temple that was raining on a rainy night, this muffled sound was particularly eye-catching.
"This voice is…?"
Yi Lin exclaimed and stopped twirling her prayer beads. She widened her beautiful eyes and looked at Su Yu. Her eyes grew brighter and brighter as she felt the increasing aura.
"Phew!"
"I've finally broken through. The three months of hard work weren't wasted.”
Su Yu slowly let out a breath of turbid air. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at his own body. His face was filled with a satisfied smile.
"Is this the power of Houtian first stage?”
Su Yu slowly clenched his fists and felt the surging force coming from his five fingers. He nodded and said,"
"He's indeed very strong. He's much stronger than ordinary people!”
Su Yu, who had reached Houtian first stage, could clearly feel the vast difference between martial artists and ordinary people.
Actually, he had heard of this before. However, hearsay was not as shocking as experiencing it personally.
"Young master, you have advanced to Houtian first stage? Congratulations!"
Yi Lin said in surprise.
Seeing Su Yu's cultivation breakthrough, she was even happier than seeing her own breakthrough.
"Yeah, I finally broke through. I've paid too much for this day.”
Su Yu wiped the sweat off his forehead, a blissful smile on his face.
"Young Master, there are a total of nine stages in the Houtian realm. Master said that everything is difficult at the beginning. Now that you have taken the first step, you will definitely reach a higher realm in the future.”
Yi Lin's eyes curved into crescents as she looked at Su Yu happily.
"Yes, thank you for your good words."
Su Yu smiled slightly." Yilin, I have just broken through my cultivation. I need to consolidate it now. Help me protect myself."”
"Alright, don't worry."
Yi Lin nodded, got up, and walked out of the ruined temple, guarding the door with her sword.
The ruined temple fell silent again.
Su Yu closed his eyes and meditated, while Yi Lin waited quietly. The entire space was silent. If they didn't enter the dilapidated temple to check, it would be difficult for outsiders to discover their existence.
"Ding! Detected that the host has obtained cultivation. Activating the Divine Skin System!”
Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice rang in Su Yu's ears.
Who was it?
Who's talking!
Su Yu suddenly opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly.
He saw that the ruined temple was empty. Other than himself, there was no one else.
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"Realm division: Houtian ninth stage, Grandmaster ninth stage."
From low to high, Houtian first stage, Houtian second stage, Houtian third stage... Houtian ninth stage, then grandmaster first stage, grandmaster second stage... grandmaster ninth stage.
This setting was easy to remember. If he still couldn't remember it, he could flip to the first chapter and take a look.
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