With a thought, the scene in front of Li Musi changed. It switched to the lottery system that was activated today. Now that he had 1000 energy points, he could choose to draw.
However, when he saw that he needed 100 points of energy to activate the lottery, he felt a headache. After all, he only had 1000 points of energy now. If he got something good, he could say that it was worth it. What if he didn't get it?
If he drew the best item from the Newbie Gift Pack, according to the law of conservation, the next lottery draw would likely pay for his past luck.
However, everyone was lucky. He was eager to try his luck.
There were sixteen slots on the lottery wheel, and the prizes were quite rich. The best prize was the complete Nine Yin Scripture, while the weaker ones included the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, Left and Right Fighting, Quanzhen Sword Technique, and Gentleman Sword Technique. If one was unlucky, they would get four slots, which was the so-called thank you for your patronage.
What if he drew the Nine Yin Scripture?
Why would he go to Mount Kunlun?
Unfortunately, he drew a blank on the first try.
He wanted to try his luck, but he was not convinced. He drew twice in a row.
The result was the same, both blank…
"F * ck, they are indeed scammers of energy!”Li Musi looked at the remaining 700 points of energy and grumbled in his heart. After a while, he sat cross-legged and cultivated the remaining three levels of Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill.
After about ten hours, he felt the warm current circulating faster in his body, which was also his internal energy. It continuously attacked all the major acupoints in his body according to the circulation route.
This internal energy nourished his internal organs and strengthened his muscles and bones until he finished circulating the ninth level of Nine Yang Skill.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully cultivating Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill. The reward is 100 energy points.”
Hearing the system's explanation, Li Musi's body trembled and he thought,""There are energy points as a reward for mastering the Nine Yang Skill? Then…would there be one that could be cultivated to the great success realm?”
He originally wanted to ask the system about it, but he gave up when he thought of its arrogant attitude. He turned to test the power of Wudang's Nine Yang Skill.
He channeled the Genuine Qi in his body to his right palm and then struck out at the pearwood chair five meters away.
"Boom!"
The high-quality pearwood chair instantly disintegrated into countless wood chips.
As the instigator, Li Musi looked down at his right palm and felt an indescribable excitement.
"Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill has been cultivated to the great success stage. As long as you master the sword art, fist and leg martial arts, and lightness skill, you will be able to enter the ranks of first-class experts.”Li Musi clenched his fists and said,""I'm really excited just thinking about it!"
Therefore, he planned to practice external techniques and lightness skills for a period of time in the future. When his strength reached the first-class realm, he would go to Kunlun Mountain to search for the Nine Yang Scripture.
Of course, he had to hide the fact that he had mastered all nine levels of Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill.
……
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two years had passed. The Wudang Martial Arts Field was filled with the third generation disciples of Wudang.
The second-generation disciples led by Song Yuanqiao stood on both sides of Zhang Sanfeng, looking down at Li Musi who was in the middle of the training field.
Li Musi cupped his hands in all directions. Dressed in a green robe, he stood in the training field and began to brandish the three-foot-long sword in his hand. His sword moves moved from slow to fast, from simple to complex. The sword light began to flash frequently. Each move had the style of a master. The sword edge was extremely marvelous. There was no flaw in the connection of each move. The circulation of the sword technique was extremely smooth.
It was like flowing clouds and flowing water, extremely ornamental.
"Eighth Martial Uncle's talent in swordsmanship is really good. It's only been two years and he's already reached such a realm!”
"That's right. Two years ago, he was still weak. Now, he can kill Sixth and Seventh Uncle-Master in an instant.”
"Shh, keep your voices down. Sixth and Seventh Martial Uncle's faces are green.”
"Don't be angry, Junior Brother. Otherwise, Grandmaster wouldn't have accepted Eighth Martial Uncle as his last disciple.”
……
The third-generation disciples in the martial arts field whispered to each other and discussed animatedly.
Song Yuanqiao and the other second-generation disciples had witnessed Li Musi's improvement in the past two years, and their surprise had been extinguished by the usual shock.
Zhou Zhiruo looked like a fangirl. She looked at Li Musi, who was in the middle of the training field, and revealed a blissful smile.
Song Qingshu, who liked Zhou Zhiruo, felt extremely pained. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Li Musi was awe-inspiring. His sword moves were like the Seventy-Two Soft Fingers Sword and the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God. It was obvious that he had mastered both sword techniques to the point where he could do whatever he wanted.
The sword moved with him, and the body moved at will!
The sect leader, Zhang Sanfeng, had his signature white beard and a smile on his face.
"Clang!"
Putting his sword back into its scabbard, Li Musi stepped on the cloud ladder and leaped forward. He landed in front of his master, Zhang Sanfeng, and bowed."Master, this foolish disciple has embarrassed himself."
"I say, Eighth Brother, if you call this embarrassing, then wouldn't my Wudang First Sword become a street performance?”Yin Liting teased.
"Hahaha ~"
Everyone laughed. Li Musi placed his right hand on Yin Liting's shoulder."Sixth Brother, the most despicable person in Wudang is naturally you. I have only made some achievements in the way of the sword. How can I be compared to your unique despicable path?”
" At least you know how to…" Before Yin Liting could finish his sentence, he suddenly realized that the sword in Li Musi's words was actually " cheap.""Eighth brother, are you itching for a beating?”
"Come on, come on. A one-on-one?"
Li Musi's right hand grabbed at the air behind him, and the sword in the hand of a third-generation disciple automatically unsheathed itself and fell into his hand. The sword body emitted a sharp buzzing sound, and the blade trembled slightly.
"Um…"
Yin Liting thought about how she had been beaten up by Li Musi a year and a half ago. She quickly coughed lightly to hide her fear. She looked around and pretended that nothing had happened, causing the other seniors and third-generation disciples to burst into laughter.
Li Mousi, who had already reached the first-class realm, chuckled. He turned to face the third-generation disciples in the training field and circulated his internal energy."Talent is important, but diligence cannot be wasted. Stupid birds fly first, and diligence can make up for it. As long as everyone works hard to practice the sword, one day, they will reach my realm.”
The third-generation disciples 'blood boiled as they listened. After the sect leader, Zhang Sanfeng, and the others left, they all practiced their swordsmanship diligently, hoping that one day they could reach the martial arts realm of Li Musi, the Eighth Uncle Master.
The next morning, Li Musi was called to the Purple Cloud Palace by the Daoist child. Zhang Sanfeng wanted to say something but hesitated. Li Musi vaguely guessed something."Master, do you have something to say to me?”
"Alright, I'll be straightforward."
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Li Musi." Wudang is made up of men. Zhiruo is a woman after all. She's already twelve years old. Staying in Wudang is not a long-term solution. I've already written a letter to the Emei Sect Leader…"
Li Musi had seen many versions of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre and knew that Zhou Zhiruo was going to be sent to the Emei Sect. In addition, Zhou Zhiruo, who did not have any martial arts, would make people feel that she had lost some of her charm. Hence, he nodded slightly."Master has considered everything. Disciple has no objections. It's just that disciple wants to personally send Zhiruo to Emei.”
Now that Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill had been mastered and their realm had reached the first-class, they could only go to Mount Kunlun to search for the Nine Yang Scripture if they chose not to cultivate the Pure Yang Limitless Skill.?
According to the plot, Zhang Wuji should still be in the Butterfly Valley, which meant that the Nine Yang Divine Skill was still on a cliff somewhere in Mount Kunlun.
Zhang Sanfeng's answer to Li Musi was unexpected, but he understood what his disciple meant.
" Now that you've reached the First-class Realm," he said with a smile," you can protect yourself. It's time for you to go out and wander the Jianghu."”
At this point, Zhang Sanfeng's voice became unusually serious. He said solemnly,"However, the martial world is dangerous. Remember not to act rashly. However, you must remember that as long as you have a clear conscience, Wudang Sect will always be your strong backing.”
"Yes, Master!"
Li Musi grew up in the orphanage and had never experienced fatherly love. However, he could deeply feel something called 'kinship' from his master's words and actions, so his eyes reddened and he was very touched.
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