In the middle of the cliff of the Kunlun branch, there was a cave. It was full of vitality and hid the world. Many creatures lived here.
On this day, Zhang Wuji was playing with the monkeys. Even in this noisy environment, he could still hear the strange sound at the entrance of the cave despite his Nine Yang Divine Skill's eighth stage realm.
Zhang Wuji's heart tightened. He subconsciously thought that it was someone from Zhuwu Lianhuan Village. He immediately looked over with extreme vigilance.
Dressed in white, Song Qingshu held his sword with one hand as he strolled into the cave. It was as if he was strolling through the clouds, his demeanor elegant and calm.
Looking at Song Qingshu's sword, Zhang Wuji was stunned at first, but then he was overjoyed. He naturally recognized the standard sword of Wudang, the Wudang Dao Sword.
"May I ask if you are a Wudang disciple?!”Zhang Wuji hurriedly cupped his hands and asked.
At this moment, he was still considered smart and did not foolishly reveal his real name. However, he felt that the person in front of him was very familiar.
Song Qingshu saw the savage-like Zhang Wuji and smiled as he strolled over.
He only stopped when he was five steps away. Song Qingshu chuckled and said,"I am Song Qingshu of Wudang Sect. May I know how I should address you, brother?”
"Eldest Senior Brother? I am Fearless!"
Upon hearing Song Qingshu's name, Zhang Wuji was instantly delighted. No wonder he looked so familiar. It was his eldest senior brother. He immediately called out excitedly.
He had seen Song Qingshu ten years ago, but it had been so long that he had long forgotten what he looked like, but he naturally knew his name.
When Song Qingshu heard this, his face was filled with shock."You're my Fifth Uncle Zhang's son, Zhang Wuji!？”
"It's me, Eldest Senior Brother!" When Zhang Wuji heard this, tears welled up in his eyes. When he was fourteen or fifteen years old, he fell off a cliff and stayed there for four years. Now that he saw Song Qingshu, he could not control his emotions.
When Song Qingshu saw this, he quickly released his grip on the sword hilt and walked forward excitedly.
As he approached Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu's eyes were filled with concern as his right hand gently patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder.
Zhang Wuji was extremely touched. Such a senior brother who was like a banished immortal actually did not despise him. He was indeed the son of his senior uncle and the chief senior brother of Wudang Sect.
The light palm was as ethereal as the wind and clouds, as soft as cotton. Just as it was about to land on Zhang Wuji's shoulder, the gentle and slow movement suddenly changed and suddenly patted Zhang Wuji's chest.
Bang!
Zhang Wuji was completely caught off guard and was directly hit by this palm. A sharp pain instantly assaulted him, and he almost suffocated in an instant. Several of his ribs were broken, and his entire person was sent flying.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Nine Yang Divine Technique in Zhang Wuji's body automatically protected him, blocking the extremely soft but hidden fierce force.
Wudang Soft Palm!
It seemed to be as light as the wind and as gentle as the clouds, but in fact, it contained a strong and fierce force. A light palm was enough to smash a huge rock.
Zhang Wuji was indeed severely injured by the palm strike. Countless ribs in his chest were broken. If it was not for the Nine Yang Divine Skill protecting him at the critical moment, this palm strike alone would have been enough to shatter his heart!
"Eldest Senior Brother, why did you kill me?!!”
Zhang Wuji lay on the ground, spitting out blood. His face was filled with disbelief and shock.
Song Qingshu didn't respond. Instead, he sighed to himself. If it had been any other Connate expert's protective zhenqi, he would have killed them with a single palm strike.
However, the Nine Yang Divine Technique's protective True Qi was really strong, and this was still the Nine Yang Divine Technique that had not reached the great success stage.
The Nine Yang Divine Technique was terrifying.
If Zhang Wuji had really mastered the Nine Yang Divine Technique, even if he did not know how to fight, he would not have been so easily injured by this palm strike.
With that thought, Song Qingshu shook his head and took a step forward. It was as if he was climbing a ladder or crossing a bridge, arriving in an instant.
The Wudang Taoist Sword at his waist had been unsheathed at some point. As Song Qingshu stabbed out with his sword, the sword's light was bright and bright. Light and shadow scattered on the wall, as if an immortal was dancing with his sword, and sword shadows flew everywhere.
Puchi.
Zhang Wuji struggled to counterattack, but this sword was as fast as lightning and had already pierced into his throat.
Song Qingshu was neither sad nor happy. He held the sword horizontally and the sword that had pierced through Zhang Wuji's throat instantly cut through, almost cutting off half of Zhang Wuji's head.
He did this to prevent the Nine Yang Divine Technique from having other mysteries. After all, this divine technique had its own healing function.
He casually put away the Wudang Taoist Sword and lowered his body to touch it. Before Zhang Wuji mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill, he would definitely carry a secret manual with him.
As expected.
He found a parchment book. After confirming it, it was indeed the complete Nine Yang Divine Technique.
"Remove the fetters and officially activate the deduction system.”
" Official novice reward."
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Nine Yin Scripture, Qingyang Sword, and 1000 deduction points.”
The long-awaited system notification rang in his ears.
Song Qingshu finally smiled and activated the system. He had long since studied the system's functions, but he had not activated them before.
The function of this system was extremely simple.
There was only one function.
Consuming deduction points could deduce, upgrade, and fuse the level and potential of the cultivation technique.
This so-called cultivation technique included many things, including arrays, pills, talismans, and so on…
The source of this deduction point was the influence brought about by some events. To put it bluntly, it was influence, reputation, luck, and so on.
As Song Qingshu's mind spun, a divine sword that was overflowing with clear light appeared before his eyes.
This sword was about four feet long and was in the shape of an eight-sided sword. It was completely green and emitted a gentle green light. At the end of the hilt was a sheep's head, and the armrests looked like two sheep's horns.
Sheep represented an extraordinary significance in Taoism.
Qingyang was even more so.
Sheep, auspicious, Yang, three sheep open Tai, there are fierce images, such as sheep fierce wolf greed, in addition to sheep in Taoism belongs to thunder.
Song Qingshu reached out and grabbed the Qingyang Sword. He shook it slightly, and the sword light shone brightly. He stabbed lightly, as fast as lightning, as swift as a swan, and as swift as a swimming dragon.
It was extremely fast.
All that could be seen was a flash of green sword light.
"The speed of my sword has almost doubled.”
Song Qingshu was extremely surprised. He really did not expect a sword to be able to bring him such a huge improvement.
After a small demonstration, Song Qingshu returned the sword to its sheath and tied it to the other side of his waist.
The main thing now was to try out the system's functions.
"Fuse the Nine Yang Divine Technique, Nine Yin Manual, Pure Yang Limitless Technique, and deduce a new technique.”
In his heart, Song Qingshu said this directly to the system. He was very curious about what kind of chemical effect would be produced when these two peerless cultivation techniques were combined and deduced.
As soon as he finished speaking, the system replied in an instant,"This fusion deduction requires 700 deduction points. Do you want to fuse and deduce?”
"It's actually so cheap. Either the deduction points are cost-effective, or these two peerless cultivation techniques of the current world are trash in the eyes of the system…"
A thought flashed through Song Qingshu's mind, and he confirmed it without hesitation.
To the system, these two cultivation techniques were nothing, but to Song Qingshu, his main cultivation technique could not compare to any of them.
After a second…
Suddenly, a cultivation technique appeared in Song Qingshu's mind.
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