The snow was still falling. The entire Wudang Sect was submerged in white. As far as the eye could see, it was covered in pure white snow.
The cold wind howled, and the snow fluttered. Inside the mountain gate, many disciples were cleaning the snow in the courtyards.
The water on the river in the distance had long been frozen, covered with a thick layer of ice.
small courtyard
Snow was falling heavily, and thin icicles were hanging from the eaves.
A thin layer of frost had formed on the windowsill, and the green bamboo beside the pond was covered in thick snow. One only needed to kick it, and in an instant, the snow would cover the sky and the sun.
The sky was murky, and the dark clouds did not disperse. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the snow was getting more and more majestic. It hit the doors and windows, making a clanging sound.
The door was tightly shut, and the window was half open. The fire was burning brightly, and the heat was surging, isolating the cold wind from the outside.
On the bed, a young Taoist priest sat cross-legged with an ancient sword placed horizontally on his knees.
At this moment, more than half a month had passed since Old Xu's family left Wudang Sect. Thanks to the strength of his physique, Lin Xuan's injuries had already recovered by more than half.
Tonight, he would prepare to break through and push his internal cultivation to Xiantian ninth stage, which was Master Realm.
He had completely consolidated his foundation to the extreme.
He focused his mind and closed his eyes to rest. He circulated the fourth-tier Pure Yang Technique, adjusted his internal energy, and circulated it.
After a few cycles, his breathing became stable. He was ready to refine his internal strength and break through the barrier.
Lin Xuan was already familiar with the process, so he naturally did not block it.
"Do you want to refine ten years of pure internal strength?”
"Refine it."
He said silently in his heart.
Ten years of pure internal strength was huge. When it appeared out of thin air in his dantian, it made Lin Xuan feel a pain.
He hurriedly circulated his zhenqi according to the mantra, and only then did he feel much better.
He focused his mind and waited until he had refined all his true qi into pure yang true qi. The internal strength in his body skyrocketed.
It overflowed from the acupoints all over his body, raising a strong wind that blew the flames in the furnace up and down.
Four hours later, he had controlled all of his zhenqi and silently recited the mantra of the fifth stage of the Pure Yang Technique.
He circulated his zhenqi according to the five center of gravity method and began to slowly attack his meridians and acupoints. This process was relatively slow.
At the same time, he had to be even more careful. At this moment, the true qi in his body was too huge.
He had accumulated more than thirty years of inner energy, and it was extremely pure. If he was not careful, there was a possibility that his true energy would go berserk.
At that time, it would not be a simple problem that could be solved by Qi deviation. Instead, his meridians would be completely broken, and his body would explode. Not even a complete corpse would be left behind.
He did not want to die young, so he was extra careful.
"Pa!"
The first meridian was opened, followed by the second, third, and fourth.
Compared to the fourth stage, the fifth stage of the Pure Yang Technique had twelve new meridians and eight new apertures.
Moreover, above the fifth level was the sixth level, the initial success of the Pure Yang Body. Therefore, the fifth level still needed to consolidate the Pure Yang Body.
To achieve the role of a connecting link.
After opening ten meridians and seven apertures, the pure Yang Qi in his body had been greatly depleted, but it was still enormous.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and mobilized all his internal strength. In one go, he opened the remaining meridians and acupoints.
"Boom!"
The zhenqi completely penetrated the fifth layer of meridians and acupoints, bringing them into the circulation cycle. The pure yang zhenqi surged and shuttled through it like a dragon entering the sea.
"Huff huff"
As his internal strength circulated, it rushed out of his acupoints and flooded the entire room, causing a strong wind to blow.
Lin Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged, did not wake up. Instead, he continued to circulate the fifth level cultivation technique, mobilize true qi, temper his body and meridians, and nourish his qi and blood.
The cultivation of a pure Yang body was not something that could be achieved overnight. It required diligent cultivation day and night, using pure Yang true qi to cleanse the body and strengthen it.
Otherwise, the Pure Yang Limitless Art would only have the realm and true qi, but not a matching strong physique.
To break through, one had to be the strongest and complete. If it was an incomplete realm, Lin Xuan would rather not have it.
dawn the next day
The wind and snow are much lighter
The fire in the furnace had long been extinguished, leaving only ashes. On the bed, the young Taoist priest woke up from his cultivation.
Two soul-stirring lights burst out from his pupils and shot out, creating two holes in the wall.
On the other hand, his eyes were filled with divine light, and his zhenqi was restrained. The higher his cultivation was, the more powerful his gaze and every movement would be.
Perhaps this was the divine might of martial arts. As he cultivated for more time, he could feel this power more and more.
It was formless and colorless, but it truly existed. It was derived from the essence, qi, and spirit.
Pure Yang Technique Level Five
Connate ninth stage perfection
Master Realm
He circulated his zhenqi slightly, and a majestic zhenqi rushed out of his dantian and entered his eight extraordinary meridians. It was vast and mighty, like a roaring river.
In the void, there was the faint sound of dragons and tigers roaring.
"This amount of True Qi is probably comparable to many Vajra Realm martial artists.”
Lin Xuan thought to himself. He dispersed his true qi and revealed a smile.
Thirty years of internal energy was terrifying. At least at his age, there was no one else in the world who could have more than thirty years of pure Yang internal energy.
Although in theory, going from Xiantian eighth stage to Xiantian ninth stage was only an increase of one realm, the difference in strength was simply like heaven and earth.
If the black-robed old man from that night was reborn and fought with the current Lin Xuan, he would not need to use any tricks.
Using Master Realm cultivation to use Sword Drawing Technique, he could easily break through his Diamond Body.
He didn't even need to use the Soft Palm of the Fourth Drive.
After tying his cloak, he carried the Light Condensing Sword on his back and walked out of the room. The cold wind blew against his face, causing his Daoist robe to swell.
"Third Senior Sister, is breakfast ready?"
He went straight to the dining hall and shouted loudly.
"Junior Brother, why are you up so early today?”
Mu Huanhuan walked out of the kitchen, still wearing an apron.
"My injuries are almost healed. There's no point in staying on the mountain. It's better to guard the mountain.”
With that, he pulled out a chair and sat down."Sister Huanhuan, just get me something to eat so that I can go down the mountain.”
"What's the hurry? It'll be done soon."
Mu Huanhuan brought over a few plates of food. After swallowing them, she wiped her mouth and carried her sword on her back as she headed down the mountain.
The snow had sealed the mountain, and the dripping water had turned into ice. In addition, Wudang was steep. No one would run up the mountain on this day.
Not to mention ordinary people, even those Wanderers would not choose this time.
If he wasn't careful, he would slip and fall into the abyss, leaving nothing behind.
However, he had been walking on these rugged roads almost every day. He was already extremely familiar with them. He could go up and down the mountain even with his eyes closed.
Activating his Genuine Qi and Wudang Ladder, he walked swiftly and disappeared into the snow in a few leaps.
The broken pavilion and small stone bridge had been rebuilt, and many towering ancient trees and bamboo forests had been planted. Compared to before, the foot of the mountain was wider.
All traces of fighting were wiped clean.
First, he lit a fire and then made a pot of bone-chilling stream water to boil it. It would be good to make hot tea later.
He took off his cloak, drew his sword, and began to practice the Sword Drawing Technique. He drew his sword over and over again.
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