At that moment, Song Qingshu entered the group chat mode.
He felt like he didn't hear anything clearly, nor did he remember a single word or spell.
However, a scene suddenly appeared in his mind.
It was a vast starry sky with nothing but endless darkness and emptiness.
After an unknown amount of time, a nebula gradually appeared, condensed from endless dust.
Then, the nebula continued to evolve, gradually turning into planets, stars, dark stars…
Then, the black hole gradually formed and exploded. In the midst of destruction, the universe was born and the world was created!
This was the true meaning of the Stellar Transformations and the Dao of the Primordial Chaos Controller, Ling.
Of course, just because Ling used this technique to vindicate his Dao didn't mean that others could do the same.
The Great Dao was unique and could not be imitated. Only cultivation techniques that suited one's own were invincible.
It was precisely because of this that these Heavenly Emperors did not care about their cultivation techniques being leaked.
After all, they were all existences of the same level. Their Dao had long been determined. They could only borrow from each other and could not completely cultivate each other's cultivation techniques.
Song Qingshu's cultivation level was far inferior to Ling's. Even if he listened to the sound of the Great Dao with his own ears, he still could not understand the mysteries of the Stellar Transformation.
However, it was not as if he had gained nothing. This was because the 3,000 Great Dao all had the same destination.
Just listening to the sound of this Great Dao was enough to attract people's attention and reach the supreme realm of Heaven Man Unity.
This state was similar to the time when Buddha was meditating under the Bodhi tree, but it was much more profound.
The human body had great treasures. In this state of enlightenment, the hidden treasures in the body were discovered.
Even Song Qingshu did not realize that his understanding of some of the cultivation techniques and battle techniques of his original body was improving at a rocket speed.
"Wudang Soft Palm: Minor Accomplishment"
" Wudang Soft Palm: Great Accomplishment."
"Wudang Soft Palm: Perfection"
"Wudang Soft Palm: Super Perfection"
……
" Wudang Cloud Ladder: Small Success."
" Wudang Cloud Ladder: Mastery."
" Wudang Cloud Ladder: Complete."
" Wudang Cloud Ladder: Super Perfection "
……
" Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God: Minor Accomplishment "
" Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God: Success."
"Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God: Perfection."
" Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God: Derivative Sword Intent "
……
At this moment, in Song Qing's study, the dense spiritual energy condensed into a vortex that was almost visible to the naked eye and poured into his body.
This spiritual energy was circulating on its own, following the circulation route of Wudang's Nine Yang Skill. It opened up Song Qingshu's twelve main meridians, changed his meridians, cleansed his marrow, and finally returned to his dantian.
Song Qingshu's inner force cultivation was also improving at a visible speed!
"Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill, Minor Accomplishment."
"Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill, great success!"
"Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill, Perfection!"
"Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill, Super Perfection!"
……
On the Golden Peak of Wudang, an elder with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged in a Yin Yang robe, comprehending the Heavenly Dao.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and looked down the mountain with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"This direction, is it the courtyard where Qing Shu is?”
In the next second, the old man gently patted the futon under his seat and soared up the clouds as if he was riding on a cloud. He directly flew down the mountain that was dozens of meters high.
……
After an unknown amount of time, Song Qingshu slowly opened his eyes. What appeared before him were six faces that couldn't hide their joy.
"Qing Shu, you're finally awake."
"You slept for seven days and seven nights. No matter how I called you, you wouldn't wake up. Your father was almost worried to death!”
"Seventh brother, don't talk nonsense. Who's worried about this kid!”
"Aiyo, big brother is embarrassed!”
……
Song Qingshu sat up and saw that the small room was almost full of people.
Other than the dead Five Heroes Zhang Cuishan, the other six of the Wudang Seven Heroes were here.
Song Qingshu got out of bed and bowed.""Greetings, Martial Uncles and Father.”
Song Qingshu could see the obvious concern in the eyes of the seven heroes. They were as sincere as a father to his son.
The Seven Heroes of Wudang were as close as brothers, and it was not just for show.
" Insensible unfilial son, you've made all your martial uncles worry." Song Yuanqiao looked at Song Qingshu and reprimanded him in an imposing manner.
However, the bloodshot eyes had clearly betrayed him.
He said that the other martial uncles were worried, but the one who was most worried about Song Qingshu was probably Song Yuanqiao himself.
At this moment, a kind voice came from outside the room."Alright, Yuanqiao, Qingshu has just woken up. Don't scold him anymore.”
The door opened and Zhang Sanfeng appeared in front of everyone.
He stretched out his hand and placed it on Song Qingshu's wrist. He sensed it slightly, and a look of surprise flashed through his eyes.
"Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill was created by me when I was twenty years old. The limit is the peak of first-class. Qing Shu actually used Nine Yang Skill to cultivate to the Postnatal realm!”
Zhang Sanfeng's words were like a huge rock falling into a lake, instantly shocking the seven heroes.
"What?! Postnatal realm?"
"Seven days ago, Qing Shu's cultivation had just broken through to late-stage second-rate! You're already at the Postnatal Realm?"
"You slept for seven days, and when you woke up, you broke through two major realms. What did you dream of, you brat? Tell me, Seventh Uncle.”
"Even Seventh Junior Brother's cultivation is only at the early Hou Tian stage!”
"Doesn't that mean that Qing Shu's cultivation is almost catching up to us?”
……
It should be known that among all the major sects in the Chinese server, Zhang Sanfeng was the only Connate Great Grandmaster on the surface.
From then on, the Pre-Sky Realm experts were respected. Even the four divine monks of Shaolin Temple were only in the Pre-Sky Realm.
Generally speaking, those who could reach the Pre-Sky Realm before the age of 40 were considered rare geniuses.
As for Song Qingshu, he was only in his early twenties, but he had already reached such heights.
What was even more shocking was that he was originally only at the second-rate realm.
In a dream of seven days, he broke through two major realms in a row and directly advanced to the Postnatal realm. If word got out, it would scare people to death.
Zhang Sanfeng even had something he didn't say out loud.
He suspected that what he had taught Song Qingshu was not Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill, but the Pure Yang Limitless Skill that he had created when he was fifty.
Perhaps this kid had already rushed to the third sky of the Houtian realm and was comparable to the leaders of the six major sects!
It was simply shocking!
"Qing Shu, in these seven days and seven nights, did you dream of anything special?”
Seven days and seven nights!
Song Qingshu was a little confused when he heard Zhang Sanfeng and the Wudang Seven Heroes 'words.
Previously, he had listened to the sound of the Great Dao and observed the evolution of the stars. He thought that less than half an hour had passed.
In reality, seven days and seven nights had passed!
Moreover, when he opened the QQ group, the Primordial Chaos Controller, Ling, was still preaching in high spirits and had no intention of stopping.
No wonder the novels said that those big shots would go into seclusion for thousands of years.
From this point of view, it made sense!
After calming himself down, Song Qingshu faced Zhang Sanfeng and the Seven Heroes and began to think about how to answer.
He definitely couldn't say anything about the QQ group.
However, he had to think of a perfect explanation for such a huge change in his body.
After all, if an ordinary person slept for seven days, it would be good enough if they did not starve to death, let alone break through.
There it was!
Song Qingshu had an idea." I don't dare to hide it from you, grandmaster. I dreamed of Great Emperor Zhenwu these seven days."”
"In the dream, Zhenwu Great Emperor was opening up the stars and evolving the starry universe.
As Qing Shu read, he did not know why he fell into a daze and had just woken up.”
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