Chapter 1 The Sun Sect

Yanluo Mountain stretches for nearly a hundred miles and is the most magnificent mountain range in the south of the south of Chu. It is less than a week away from Wuwang City, the first city in the south. The mountains are vast and sparsely populated, and there are many martial arts sects in it.

The sky is green and refreshing, and the Yanluo Mountains are like a sleeping dragon, dormant in the gloomy.

At the end of the mountain road, there is a quite imposing door sign. There are three big characters "Sunset", and the pen is powerful.

Behind the archway is the rugged and winding mountain road.

The weather in December has been cool. Although the sun is bright, there is not much warmth. Under an old sycamore tree with most of the leaves on the mountain road, a dark-haired teenager is sitting under the tree with his eyes closed and breathing, exuding a faint golden light.

After a while, the dark-haired teenager slowly opened his eyes from the adjustment, and the bright golden light disappeared at this time.

The teenager raised his head, lifted the hem of the white-haired cyan robe, looked at the blue sky and white clouds above his head, and let out a slight whisper.

"Five months..."

Before March, Wu Pengwei was dressed lightly and rushed to the Yanluo Mountains. He thought that the "Water Mirror Sect" was so magical that it should be known to passers-by. Who knew that no one had heard the name of the residents under the Yanluo Mountain.

Looking at the undulating mountains of nearly a hundred miles, Wu Pengwei felt a headache for the first time.

After nearly a month of fruitless search and exhaustion of money, Wu Pengwei felt desperate for the first time.

In desperation, he devoted himself to a martial arts sect in the Yanluo Mountains and became a handyman sweeping the floor.

Sunsaku Sect - one of the twelve martial arts sects in the Yanluo Mountains, with a long history and profound background.

But because of this, the long history has worn out the fighting spirit of the children of this sect. The generation is not as good as the generation. Nowadays, the sunset sect is just a second-rate sect in the Yanluo Mountains.

But even so, the strength of the sunset sect is not comparable to that of a small family like the Wu family in danger.

The suzerain is the level of a thousand people. The five guardians of the three elders below the suzerain also have the realm of martial arts masters. There are also ten second-generation disciples who have reached the strength of the martial soul, and there are many children at the samurai level. Even the worst disciple, their strength is in the eighth realm of martial arts.

It was because Wu Pengwei took a fancy to the background of this school and the less rigorous martial arts style that he devoted himself to it.

In addition to daily cleaning, Wu Pengwei's idle time is to survey the terrain near the Yanluo Mountains.

In the early morning and late at night every day, he will devote himself to studying the ten sets of herringbone gold mysterious martial arts left by "fog".

The martial arts of "fog" are rigorous and orderly, moderate, and there are no surprises, but there are no obvious shortcomings.

The power of these ten sets of martial arts is undoubtedly much better than Wu's humanoid mysterious martial arts, but it is not perfect.

Wu Pengwei tried to analyze it, then disassemble it, and finally integrate it, improve and correct it.

The advantage of this is that his gold auxiliary heart method has also reached the first level of the samurai within two months.

But after that, he fell into a bottleneck.

There was no ability to create more powerful martial arts, and there was no samurai's determination to advance, so his power of qi and blood stagnated.

But Wu Pengwei is not in a hurry. It has been a month since he entered the sunset sect. When he came in, he hid all his strength, claiming that he was just an orphan who wandered here. The sunset sect was obviously not a rigorous faction, and it was getting worse and worse. It was really scarce, so I took him in.

A month later today, with his meticulous work attitude, Wu Pengwei finally waited for the opportunity to transfer to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to become a book boy who cleaned books.

This will be an excellent opportunity for him to peek into the warrior's heart and more advanced martial arts.

The red sun climbed into the sky. Wu Pengwei took a long breath, drove the miscellaneous thoughts away, stood up, and went in the direction of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

There are not many disciples of the sunset sect. As a second-rate sect in the Yanluo Mountains, there are about 200 disciples. At this time, after lunch time, there are few people.

The Tibetan Sutra Building is a seven-storey tower covering an area of nearly 1,000 meters. It stands at the top of the top of the mountain, and behind it is a thousand cliffs. It is said that it is very meaningful to build the Jing Building here. Once someone wants to seize the books in the Sutra Building, the back road will almost be cut off, because the cliff is difficult to cross.

It's just that no matter how the predecessors of the sunset sect think about it, they don't think of the current situation. The sect has already declined, and how can anyone peep at the peerless?

After changing into a cleaned black servant's clothes, Wu Pengwei took a rag and walked into the meridian building.

As soon as he entered, he heard the cry of a broken duck.

"Ky, why are you just here now? Come here and clean up this pile of books quickly."

Wu Pengwei turned his head. In a remote corner on the left, a thin middle-aged man shouted at him. On the man's side, he was full of dusty books.

The middle-aged man is the main stewart of the Tibetan Sutra Building. His name is Liu Wu. He is mean and sharp. Behind him, a teenager with thieves and mouse eyes is constantly winking at Wu Pengwei, signaling him to come quickly.

Wu Pengwei frowned and walked over. Liu Wu covered his head and scolded, "Bad boy, where are you hiding? I'm here now. It's delayed my work. Hurry up and wipe these books and put them on the bookshelf."

He scolded, and Wu Pengwei ignored him. He just squatted down to clean the books. Liu Wu was not satisfied and wanted to continue to scold. Looking at the dark-haired teenager under him ignoring him, his face was expressionless. He also felt bored and walked away by himself.

Looking at Liu Wu leaving, the greedy teenager came over and said, "Hey hey, Wu Pengwei, you really don't remember. Liu Wu is the most talkative. You have to come earlier in the future. I have a stomachache. I'm going to lie in the toilet."

After saying that, he ran away.

Wu Pengwei sneered in his heart. The boy probably went to have an affair with his cooking maid in the kitchen. He didn't bother to care about this. It didn't matter if he did more. On the contrary, he could calm down alone and carefully look for the expected martial arts books.

Those people thought they had taken advantage of it, but they fell into Wu Pengwei's arms.

Most of the books piled up on the ground are messy and old. Many of them are martial arts-level techniques, especially the best skills of some people. However, these skills are much better than Wu Fu. Maybe they can't exceed too much power, but they are more rigorous in speed and skills. Two people with comparable strength, respectively Those who practice the same kind of techniques of Wufu and sunset must win the people who practice the latter.

Wu Pengwei's re-recording, as he constantly creates and modifies martial arts skills, the wisdom of his brain is also constantly improving.

At this time, his brain's computing speed and memory have far exceeded that of ordinary people. He often sees ten lines at a glance, and he never forgets them. While looking through them, he can constantly analyze the advantages and defects of these martial arts skills in his mind.

These martial arts are not very helpful to Wu Pengwei now, especially for the growth of qi and blood power, which is almost helpful, but Wu Pengwei is still constantly absorbing and integrating. Compared with the martial arts created by "fog", Wu Pengwei finds that his biggest shortcoming is that he has seen too few martial arts skills, which is difficult to form a The specification of the system.

So he will analyze every martial art, whether it is good or bad, and precipitate his own background.

Once the time is ripe, Wu Pengwei believes that he will be able to create amazing martial arts.

The success of the amazing martial arts means that he is one step closer to the martial arts realm of saving his mother.

It took Wu Pengwei about an hour to sort out this pile of books. After finishing this, he put the pile of books back on the bookshelf. At this time, he had time to sort out the information about the samurai's promotion decision.

The first floor of the Tibetan Sutra Building is mostly for martial artist-level disciples to watch, and the second floor is the place where the samurai-level collection is placed.

Wu Pengwei picked up a rag and walked to the second floor. The second floor was very quiet. There were not many people reading books. Even if there were, no one would look at Wu Pengwei.

Wu Pengwei deliberately wiped each book, and then tried to find the soul of the samurai water system to be promoted. He swept through one book by one, and his eyes almost did not stagnate like the flow of his peers, passing through one heart and martial arts one after another.

"Crazy Wave Decision" "Big Wave Decision" "Bi Bo Zhan" "Water Dragon Gong"

A set of samurai's promotion intentions and ordinary and even the best moon-shaped martial arts crossed his eyes.

Wu Pengwei tried to browse through it quickly while wiping the book, but there was a mirror in his mind, which was clearly recorded.

After reading more than a dozen books, Wu Pengwei felt that his head was a little swollen. With his current mental strength, this is the limit.

At this time, he rubbed his eyes and estimated the time. The guy who went to the toilet and Liu Wu should come back. He twisted his sore neck and turned away.

The moment he turned around, his eyes inadvertently swept through the most remote corner of the bookshelf, and a flame-like pattern floated over it.

Wu Pengwei was immediately electrocuted, because this mark was too familiar to him.

He carries two things with him, a metal box and a book about machine puppets, both of which have this pattern.

Wu Pengwei rushed over and took out the book buried in the corner of the bookshelf.

The book is covered with a thick layer of dust, and it is obvious that no one has been interested in it for many years.

Wipe away the dust, and there are only three big scarlet characters on the page - "Heavenly Resolve".