Apart from the Silent Valley who was at the peak of the Postnatal Realm, the other six of the Wudang Seven Heroes were at the Xiantian Realm at the very least.
This time, he was going down the mountain to attend a grand event in the martial arts world, the Sword Trial Assembly organized by the Divine Sword Mountain Villa.
As one of the few famous sects in Ming Dynasty, Wudang was naturally invited as well.
However, at this moment.
The expressions of Song Yuanqiao and the others were not very good.
All of them were travel-worn, and their eyes were filled with helplessness and frustration.
Zhang Cuishan said gloomily,"
"Senior brother, I'm a bit tired. I'll go back and rest first.”
Looking at the arrogant Fifth Junior Brother like this, Song Yuanqiao raised his hand and wanted to say something but hesitated. Then, he let out a long sigh and put it down.
This Sword Trial Assembly.
Everyone went over happily, but the other party was clearly doing it on account of their master, Zhang Sanfeng. Many martial artists paid attention to Song Yuanqiao and the others on the surface, but in reality, the contempt in their hearts was obvious.
He had no choice.
Who asked Song Yuanqiao, the strongest of the Wudang Seven Heroes, to only be at the peak of the Connate Realm.
Wudang Sect was a big sect, but they did not even have a single Grandmaster among their second-generation disciples. Naturally, they did not have the confidence.
Zhang Cuishan was the most talented among them. He was young, but his cultivation was ranked second, at the late stage of the Connate Realm.
This time, he was looked down upon, so he was naturally unhappy.
He felt that he had embarrassed his master.
Second Brother Yu Lianzhou sighed in shame,"
" We only hate that we don't have enough talent, which is why we were mocked by that Shaolin monk. Master has been famous all his life, but he lost face in front of us…"
Everyone looked ashamed.
In the Ming Dynasty's martial arts world, Wudang and Shaolin were on par. Zhang Sanfeng had a relationship with Shaolin in his early years, and there had always been disputes between them.
When Song Yuanqiao saw everyone's expressions, he felt even more uncomfortable and ashamed.
"Junior Brothers, it's all my fault for being too stupid. If I could advance to the Grandmaster Realm, I wouldn't be like this.”
As the eldest senior brother, he had always had a strong sense of responsibility in his heart.
Everyone hurriedly shook their heads to persuade him.
"Senior Brother, why do you say that?"
"How can you blame Senior Brother for your poor aptitude?”
"Senior Brother, don't blame yourself. We just need to cultivate properly. I don't believe that we, the second-generation disciples of Wudang Sect, can't produce a second-generation disciple!”
"That's right. We still need to fight for Master's face!”
Everyone's morale gradually recovered.
At this moment, Mo Sheng Valley's shout came from afar,"
"Eldest Senior Brother, what are you all standing there for? Hurry up and come over!”
Zhang Cuishan, who had just left, was stopped by Mosheng Valley.
A smile appeared on Song Yuanqiao's face.
"Seventh Junior Brother, have you been cultivating well in the past two months? Is everything alright in the sect?"
Mo Shenggu patted his chest and said with a smile,"
"Naturally, they cultivate diligently every day. Everything is fine in the sect. I'm here to watch over those little brats! Qing Shu can even walk!"
Third Senior Brother Yu Daiyan laughed and said,
"It seems that Junior Brother Mo is very confident. I remember that every time Senior Brother wants to check his homework, he would say something else.”
Everyone had smiles on their faces and laughed out loud.
The depressed mood he felt earlier gradually dissipated as he returned to the door.
He teased Mo Sheng Valley.
Who knew.
This time, Mosheng Valley was in high spirits. He smiled and did not dodge at all.
"I guarantee you'll be surprised!"
Everyone looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Song Yuanqiao smiled and said,"
"I'll see how much you've improved later. If you praise me, I'll punish you by copying the Tao Te Ching a hundred times!”
"Why wait! Senior Brother, please take a look!"
Mosheng Valley was eager to give it a try, as if they were presenting a treasure.
After he stood still, his figure flashed and retreated to the open space in front of everyone. With a clang, his sword was unsheathed. Immediately after, the sword light flashed and was airtight. His Taoist robe danced in the air with a certain aura.
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Mo Shenggu's long sword was like a dragon. Yin and Yang complemented each other as it slashed out in the air. A white sword qi flew out and the wooden stake on the opposite side was instantly cut in half. It was extremely smooth.
Senior Brothers, how is it?"
Mo Shenggu put away his sword and stood there like a proud peacock.
Song Yuanqiao and the others were incomparably excited as they said repeatedly,
"Seventh Junior Brother, you've also broken through to the Xiantian Realm?”
"Hahaha, good! It's great that our Wudang Sect has another Xiantian expert!”
Everyone was overjoyed.
They had just returned to the sect when they learned of this good news, and all of them immediately felt relieved.
Mo Shenggu was a little embarrassed by everyone's praise. He smiled and scratched his head.
Zhang Cuishan smiled and patted Mo Shenggu's shoulder.
"Not bad, Little Seven, you broke through quietly. This way, you can go with us the next time we go down the mountain!”
Zhang Sanfeng had an unwritten rule.
If his disciple wanted to go down the mountain to train, he had to advance to the Xiantian Realm. It was not only to prevent the dangers of the martial world, but also to temper his disciple's temperament and be as stable as Mount Tai.
He laughed.
Song Yuanqiao was somewhat puzzled.
"Seventh Junior Brother, I remember that you are still some time away from the Xiantian realm. No matter how fast you are, you will need at least one or two years. Could it be that he had an epiphany?"
He was the eldest senior brother.
He often tested the cultivation progress of his junior brothers and knew their cultivation like the back of his hand.
Mo Shenggu suddenly smiled mysteriously,"
"This is exactly what I wanted to tell you.”
Everyone's curiosity was piqued.
A moment later.
Brightsight Palace.
Song Yuanqiao and the others, who had just returned, sat together. Their eyes were wide open as they looked at each other. They stood rooted to the ground like comical statues.
Even Song Yuanqiao, who usually paid the most attention to his manners, completely lost his composure at this moment.
Mo Sheng Valley looked at his six senior brothers 'dazed expressions and laughed in his heart.
This was his reaction when he first received the Yin-Yang Limitless Art from his junior brother.
At this moment, he saw a few more victims.
A wave of exhilaration rose in his heart.
"Cough cough!"
Mo Shenggu coughed lightly, his face full of innocence.
"No way, you guys are surprised by such a small matter? It's not like you don't know what kind of monster Little Junior Brother is!”
Song Yuanqiao and the others were instantly jolted awake. When they saw the teasing look on Mo Shenggu's face, they immediately rolled their eyes at him. Zhang Cuishan even directly raised his hand and hugged his brother to kill him.
After the commotion, the shock in everyone's hearts finally eased a little.
Song Yuanqiao could not help but ask,"
"Seventh Junior Brother, are you sure this Yin Yang Limitless Art was created by Junior Brother?”
Six pairs of eyes stared at Mosheng Valley.
These few were all Xiantian experts, so they could naturally tell that this martial art was extraordinary. It could be said that it was several times more powerful than the previous Pure Yang Limitless Art!
Not only was it faster to cultivate, but it was also more powerful.
It was a divine technique, and it was the most awesome divine technique!
Song Yuanqiao felt that if he cultivated this Yin-Yang Limitless Art, there was a chance of him breaking through to Grandmaster!
"How can this be fake? It's just that Little Junior Brother found me annoying, so he told me to get lost. Otherwise, how could I have broken through to the Xiantian realm so quickly? Surely you don't think that I created it?”
Everyone shook their heads in unison.
Mo Shenggu was speechless.
Song Yuanqiao and the others could not help but look in the direction of the Scripture Depository. They exclaimed in unison,
"Little Junior Brother is really monstrous! This level of comprehension was simply inconceivable!”
He had just started cultivating and had already created a divine technique that was even more powerful than the Pure Yang Limitless Art. If this wasn't a monster, then what was?
Suddenly.
Song Yuanqiao slapped his thigh and said loudly,
"No, we have to tell Master about this as soon as possible!”
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