Chapter 1 Misfortune caused by love

Nine Sword Valley, with hundreds of thousands of disciples, is not famous in the immortal world. The main reason why it can attract many disciples to defect is that the nine towering mountains, a hundred miles away, look like nine swords that soar to the sky, deterrent all directions.

Today is the day of the teaching of Jiujian Valley. There are one hundred and 17-eight-year-old disciples sitting on the top of an inconspicuous mountain. Each of them sat cross-legated on the ground, with their hands on their chests, quietly breathing and spitting, as if they were practicing some kind of skill.

And there was also a man sitting on the high platform in front of them, dressed in a wide black robe, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his eyes swept through the crowd from time to time.

"The time has come."

The man's lips moved slightly, and the sound was like thunderous.

All the disciples shook at the same time and woke up from their wonderful state.

"Who talks about the feeling of practice?"

Wherever the man in black looked, the disciples lowered their heads and dared not look at him.

"Xu Le, talk about it first."

The disciples immediately condensed their eyes on a slightly thin man, and everyone's faces showed some surprise.

Among all the listening disciples, his talent is the weakest. Originally, he was not qualified to sit here, but one of these elite disciples practiced and went crazy, which made Xu Le in the alternate place.

Xu Le was also a little surprised, but he still stood up and bowed and said with a very embarrassed face: "My disciple is ashamed that his spiritual thinking has not entered a state of emptiness."

His answer immediately showed a few sneers around him.

The man in black looked indifferent, and his eyes swept away and said in a low voice: "emptiness is an unreal state that enters when you understand the soul path. If you want to successfully 'condenze' and meditate on your own spiritual suffering, you must first enter the emptiness, otherwise everything will be in vain. Xu Le, can you talk about what is the practice of the sea of suffering?

All the disciples listened. Although they are quite talented in practicing martial arts, they are just ignorant children like Xu Le in soul Taoism.

Xu Le thought about it, but he knew something about this problem and said slowly, "According to the ancient classics, there are two ways for all spirits to practice Taoism, one is to cultivate the soul, and the other is to practice martial arts. Cultivating the soul is to enter the state of emptiness when meditating, meditating your spiritual world into a sea of suffering, and the soul floating on it. If you want to get the way, you must constantly have a strong soul to get rid of the shackles of the sea of suffering, otherwise once you are swallowed up by the sea of suffering, what you are waiting for is the reincarnation of destruction.

The man in black nodded slightly, but his voice was still extremely harsh. "Some skills in martial arts are nothing. If you can understand something in the soul path, it is a real genius. Even if you realize the 'condensation' of the first realm of the soul, your combat effectiveness is also first-class in the competition of the same level. Some talented demons can meditate on their own suffering in an instant, use invisible killing skills, and erase the soul of the other party.

"Awesome."

Xu Le secretly smacked his tongue. When he was bored, he used to stay in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to read some ancient books and knew more.

According to ancient books, before the great disaster of heaven and earth, the world was dominated by soul practice. At that time, the aura between heaven and earth was abundant and rich, and a breath could moisten the soul. Therefore, as long as the soul is out of the sea of suffering, it can directly penetrate the barrier of heaven and earth and ascend.

But now, the aura between heaven and earth is rare and pitiful, and it is a delusion to make the soul free. Therefore, with the efforts of generations of heroes, martial arts began to prevail and practiced to the limit. It was completely possible to break through the barrier of heaven and earth with one physical move, smash the vacuum and soar.

However, there are still some people who have a lot of opportunity to do both soul and martial arts. Even if the soul realm is not high, they are absolutely overlords in the competition at the same level, and can even challenge the strong.

These people are the legendary proud sons of heaven.

"Next, you will practice separately, and I will come back to teach in a month. I hope there will be a surprise at that time." The man in black shook his figure, leaving a shadow on the spot, and his real body was nowhere to go.

This is a smart body martial art skill 'light and floating shadow', and the breath has been integrated with the surrounding environment and is silent.

Xu Le's eyes flashed, and he was very envious. To be able to do this, his strength is at least a nine-level disciple, and he is a master-level existence in Jiujian Valley.

And I am a third-level disciple. If nothing unexpected happens, it will take at least 50 years to practice to level 9.

As soon as the man in black left, four disciples surrounded Xu Le, and they all looked bad. One of the disciples reached out and patted Xu Le's shoulder and said strangely, "Brother Xu, in the battle with Jianfeng's disciple yesterday, we lost twice and lost two hundred years of fine iron. How do you want to make up for this loss?"

"What do you mean?" Xu Le's eyebrows moved slightly.

What does it mean? Your boy is a toad who wants to eat swan meat. The news that you secretly love Feng Feifei has spread all over the fairy gate. Jianfeng's disciples released a message and challenged him every two days. Those people are all veteran elite disciples. How can we new disciples fight? If we challenge a few more times, I'm afraid we won't be as good as beggars in the secular world.

"Yes, we jointly went to the Master Hall to kick Xu Le out of the ranks of elite disciples."

"If Xu Le doesn't get out of here for a day, we can't practice at ease for a day."

There are more and more disciples gathered around, and many people shouted and were furious.

Xu Le had a gloomy face and clenched his fist.

Who is Feng Feifei? That is the legend of Jiujian Valley, a rare genius for thousands of years. At the age of 19, he has practiced to level 9 and become the most promising anti-sky figure in Xianmen to impact the holy realm.

For such a proud girl, Xu Le only has admiration in his heart, but there is no unrealistic thoughts. However, some time ago, in the elite disciple selection competition, he was very unlucky to encounter a strong opponent and hit the superior skill 'fascination boxing' cultivated by the other party. For a moment, his mind could not control himself, and he actually spoke out the greatest privacy hidden in his heart in full view.

So within a day, Xu Le became an ignorant person in the eyes of the whole fairy disciples.

"Brother Lu, if you still need to practice, leave first."

Xu Le doesn't want to care about them. Since he saw the power of the soul, the most urgent thing for him is to enter the empty state as soon as possible, so that he can embark on the road of soul practice.

Xu Le opened his hand on his shoulder, turned around and left. Unexpectedly, Brother Lu frowned and the fierce light in his eyes flashed away. He bent his five fingers and clasped Xu Le's shoulder, and five finger holes appeared on his martial arts suit.

"Why, the young master just entertains you a few words, and you will be impatient."

"Brother Lu, you have the final say here. If Xu Le doesn't know what's good or bad, just teach him a lesson." Someone stirred up a fire and shouted.

Lu Da is more fierce and fierce.

Xu Le paused, turned his head and looked at him, and said quietly, "Brother Lu, please take care of yourself."

After saying that, his shoulders moved slightly, as if a loach had broken free from his five fingers.

"Dragon and Snake Dance!"

The disciples around saw Xu Le twisting like a snake and immediately exclaimed.

Dragon and Snake Dance is a king-level martial arts in Jiujian Valley. Only disciples above level 8 are qualified to practice. Because of practicing this martial arts, there are high requirements for the flexibility of the body, otherwise it is easy to cause bone dislocation, internal organs displacement and limbs to distort.

However, there are always a few people with special constitutions in Xianmen. Their level is not high, but their bodies are congenitally flexible, and they have made significant progress in practicing this smart martial arts.

Xu Le broke away from Lu Dameng's claw skills, and his eyebrows moved inadvertently. If he didn't pay attention to observation, he couldn't find it at all. He has not practiced the 'Dragon and Snake Dance' for a long time. He just touched the fur, and what he just showed was just a small skill. With such a gentle twist, he almost cried out in pain, and his waist muscles seemed to have been cut by a hundred knives.

Lu Dameng's face became more and more ugly. At least he was a veritable elite disciple, and his strength was much stronger than Xu Le, but it was such a small man who made him unable to step down and make him lose face. If you don't teach him a lesson today, how can you stand here and point fingers in the future?

Thinking of this, Lu Da fiercely stamped his feet, the ground trembled, and his whole body turned into a flying sword to rush to Xu Le. He showed the strongest martial arts 'nine shooting claws', one move, nine moves, enough to open the stone, and let people die without a whole body.

Five fingers crossed the void and suddenly flew vigorously, leaving five visible air marks with the naked eye.

At the beginning of martial arts practice, it is mainly to quench the body, purify the body and strengthen the physique. Only by promoting the realm of the Holy Eucharist can absorb the free energy between heaven and earth and condense Dantian into internal interest. At that time, there is no problem even if you don't eat or drink for ten years.

Xu Le felt the endless murder and couldn't help but feel the fire from his heart. However, his mind is very calm, and he is not his opponent at all with his own strength. Unless he enters an empty state and unexpectedly meditates on his own sea of suffering, it must be the universe.

The air around him was stirred, and Xu Le's body was blocked. He took a deep breath and his legs were rooted. Unexpectedly, he did not avoid facing the fatal part of his chest. At the same time, he turned his arm into a knife and cut it down with a knife, and the air made a harsh explosion sound.

This is a fight for both sides.

Everyone's face was moved. Unexpectedly, Xu Le, who was the weakest, was very decisive and fierce, but this was also the most intelligent counterattack.

Lu Da's mouth twitched a few times, and at the end, he still changed his way to resist. He didn't have the courage to exchange his life for his life.

Bum——

Xu Le's right arm was numb and his body retreated rapidly. His physical strength is only 21 times, and he has the power to carry 21 times. The other party's physique has been strengthened 26 times, and he has 26 times to carry the power.

Ding is a kind of three-legged copper ware weighing thousands of catties in the secular world. The ability to carry a tripod shows that a person's body has a thousand pounds of power. Every time the physical strengthening is doubled, the strength will enhance the strength of the tripod.

The power gap between the two sides is too obvious, and there is no good fruit to stay any longer, so Xu Le decondated Lu Dameng's killing move and ran down the mountain without hesitation.

Lu Da's face was pale and he didn't catch up, but the murder in his eyes was ** naked.

"Xu Le, you are a mortal person."