Zhang Sanfeng, who was in the top ten of the Gold Roll, was dumbfounded!
1 Wudang Sect’s Junior Martial Uncle, Su Li! The Golden Roll was born!

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The melodious sound of the bell reverberated in the mountains and valleys.

The night birds flew away in fright, and purple clouds filled the sky.

At daybreak, the sky turned white.

The disciples of Wudang Mountain had already gathered in the square and started their daily morning exercise.

"When the sunrise, purple qi comes from the east and essence qi billows. This is the best time to cultivate.”

"I'm going to practice Taiji Fist again. Watch carefully!”

"Taiji Fist focuses on the mind and not the form. It is free from the heart."

A dignified middle-aged Daoist slowly performed Taiji Fist in front of his disciples!

Song Yuanqiao.

He was the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

Many disciples stared intently at Song Yuanqiao demonstrating Taiji Fist.

"Yuanqiao, Taiji Fist isn't like this."

At this moment.

An old and gentle voice sounded.

Song Yuanqiao was stunned, and his movements also stopped because of this. He frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the voice.

A few dozen feet away, an old Daoist with an otherworldly aura slowly walked over.

This old Daoist was tall and although he was old, he did not look old at all. He had white hair and a youthful face, and his skin was sparkling and translucent.

As he walked, he was like a tiger and a wind. With one step, he could cross dozens of feet.

In an instant, he was already in front of everyone.

"Ancestral Master!"

"Patriarch has come out of seclusion!"

"Greetings, Patriarch!"

The Wudang Sect disciples were instantly in an uproar when they saw the old Daoist. They all cried out in surprise.

Then, he bowed respectfully to the old Daoist.

The eyes of these young disciples were filled with incomparable reverence.

Because this Daoist was the founder of Wudang Mountain.

Martial Arts Legend, Zhang Sanfeng!

"Master!"

Song Yuanqiao was also extremely excited.

Master had been in seclusion for a whole ten years!

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard. After sweeping his gaze across the young disciples, his gaze landed on Song Yuanqiao.

"I've been in seclusion for ten years. Did anything happen in Wudang Mountain?”

"With little junior brother guarding the sect, Wudang Sect will be safe!”Song Yuanqiao cupped his hands and said.

When he mentioned 'Little Junior Brother,' his eyes were filled with respect.

"Haha, this old Daoist is muddle-headed!"

"With that brat Su Li overseeing Wudang, how could anything major happen?”

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have recalled something and could not help but shake his head and laugh.

The world only knew the reputation of the Wudang Seven Heroes, but they did not know Zhang Sanfeng. The one they were most proud of was this little disciple.

Although Su Li was not very famous in the martial world, the Wudang Sect disciples were all very excited when they heard his name.

Su Li, Wudang Sect's Junior Martial Uncle!

They had heard a lot about this mysterious Youngest Uncle.

It was rumored that he was young, handsome, and peerless. Even Chu Liuxiang, the famous Casanova in the pugilistic world, was not even one-ten-thousandth of him!

Furthermore, his cultivation talent was extremely high. He could be said to be a monster!

In the Land of the Nine Prefectures, the cultivation path was divided into the following stages: Body Tempering, Bone Forging, Qi Refining, Postnatal, Connate, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, and Celestial Being were divided into nine levels.

If an ordinary person wanted to cultivate, they would first have to temper their body, forge their bones, and cultivate their Qi.

This was the foundation!

It was a path that every cultivator had to go through, and it was also the most important thing.

A normal person would need at least five months to complete body tempering, one year for bone forging, and three years for qi cultivation!

It would take at least four to five years to truly step into the Postnatal realm.

For those with slow talent, it would take seven to eight years, or even ten years. If one could shorten the time to three years, then they would be young talents!

But that Junior Martial Uncle Su Li only used half a year to complete this process!

Because there were rumors.

Su Li had entered Wudang at the age of nine and had yet to come into contact with cultivation, but in just half a year, he had already defeated a Houtian First Level cultivator!

However, this was not the most ridiculous part.

There were nine levels between Houtian and Xiantian.

It would take at least ten years for a normal person to advance from Houtian first stage to Xiantian first stage.

And Su Li had only used two years!

When Zhi Yin was twelve years old, he was already able to defeat a Xiantian first stage cultivator!

Even a martial arts legend like Zhang Sanfeng had to admit that he was inferior to such a terrifying talent in cultivation. He had even said that it was terrifying!

Ten years ago, Zhang Sanfeng chose to enter seclusion to comprehend martial arts in order to achieve a breakthrough.

Before he went into seclusion, he handed over Wudang to the seventeen-year-old Su Li to manage.

When he recalled these past events, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but reveal a thick pride on his face.

However, Song Yuanqiao's words pulled Zhang Sanfeng back to reality.

"Master has been in seclusion for ten years. I think he has already successfully stepped into the Land Immortal Realm?”

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head. His gaze was a little disappointed as he sighed,

"Ever since Emperor Yu established the Nine Prefectures and ascended to become a Land Deity, no one has been able to step into this realm for thousands of years!”

"I've cultivated for more than a hundred years, and I was only lucky enough to reach half a step into seclusion!”

Zhang Sanfeng placed his hands behind his back and looked into the distance. He let out a sigh.

Above the Celestial Realm were the Land Immortals.

However, the land immortals had long disappeared from the martial world. They had not been seen for thousands of years.

"The remaining half step is like the abyss. I wonder who else in the world can step into it and see the land god realm! Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and sighed.

Song Yuanqiao was a little surprised. Then, he said thoughtfully,

"Master, you can discuss the Dao with little junior brother. Perhaps you can gain some enlightenment.”

"A Dao discussion with Su Li?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled. Even if Su Li had peerless talent, there was still a great distance between him, a half-step Land Deity, and Su Li.

"Alright, I can use this opportunity to see how Su Li's cultivation is progressing.”

After not seeing him for ten years, he really wanted to see just what level his disciple had reached.

With his talent, he might be at Xiantian ninth stage or

Grandmaster!

Rumble!

Just as Zhang Sanfeng was preparing to visit Su Li.

The originally calm sky suddenly rumbled with thunder, and countless purple lightning bolts struck down.

The purple lightning was like a tide, dazzling and eye-catching. There was also a majestic pressure that descended from millions of miles in the sky, suppressing everyone until they could not breathe.

It was as if a god was about to descend into the world and destroy the entire earth!

The living beings of the Nine States and countless Jianghu people were alarmed by this strange phenomenon and looked up at the sky.

"Master, what's going on?"

Song Yuanqiao looked at the sky and frowned.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't answer, but his eyes flashed with seriousness.

He had lived for more than a hundred years and had never seen such a strange thing, so he could not give an explanation.

Under countless gazes.

The purple lightning that was like a tide gradually converged and turned into purple qi that filled the sky.

Purple qi surged and spread, and an incomparably huge scroll was revealed to the world.

The scroll stretched across the sky, and golden light shot out, illuminating the land of the Nine Prefectures.

A moment later, lines of words slowly appeared on the scroll.

The Nine Provinces Unrivalled Rankings!

In the Land of the Nine Prefectures, dragons and snakes rose up, and there were countless heroes. There was no lack of peerless experts!

The Heavenly Dao had a spirit, and this was the ranking!

This ranking only listed the top 30. Anyone who was on it would be rewarded by the Heavenly Dao!

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