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It can be said that the results of this experiment are not just satisfactory, but completely beyond expectations. He had only thought that the increase in inner strength would be not bad. How could he have expected that the Nine Yang Divine Technique could already form the Supreme Qi? Although it could not protect the entire body, it was already extremely strong?

While stroking his rotten wood knife, Zhu Chi couldn't help but reveal a long smile on his face, and his mind became a lot more relaxed. While stroking the machete, he thought about how he would use this machete to defeat the marriage and wash away his shame.

Remembering that Liu Cheng's swords all had names, he decided to give the machete a name. He thought to himself: The more people look down on you, the more they will know that they are mistaken.

"What should I call it?" Judith hesitated.

He twirled around on the spot and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He muttered to himself, "Why don't we call it 'extraordinary'?"

Zhu Chi waved his machete excitedly. Thus, the name 'extraordinary' was born. Who would have thought that this' extraordinary 'saber would become famous just because of him?

"After giving his blade a name, Zhu Chi was very happy. He then began to practice the authentic swordsmanship." You must be familiar with the use of our sect's martial arts before the three branches are connected! " That was his only thought at the moment.

Halfway up the mountain, right next to the courtyard where the Wudang Sect was resting, Feng Budi of Mount Hua was listening to the report of his disciple, Wu Hua.

"Hua, are you sure?" Although Feng Budi was asking this question, he had already determined that Wu Hua might have misjudged him. Of course, Feng Budi didn't think that his disciple was lying. He understood his beloved disciple's personality very well. Wu Hua had always treasured his words ever since he was adopted, especially when he grew up. He was truly the most sincere person in Hua Shan, but as long as he said it out loud, he didn't lie.

The reason why Feng Budi asked this was to make sure that his disciple was not hiding anything from him. According to Wu Hua, there was actually an expert in the Danxia Sect who could produce Astral Qi in one slash at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Feng Bujue couldn't believe this because he could only generate Astral Qi when he had trained to such an extent, how could he have such a high cultivation level?

He knew that his beloved disciple was just as stubborn as he was and the reason why he liked his disciple was also because he wanted to convince his stubborn disciple that it was useless at this time, so he had no choice but to give up when he saw the situation.

Time passed as usual. It was already late at night, and when he finished his knife practice, he went to the kitchen to find some food to eat. However, he found that his kitchen window was lit by candlelight. When he went in, he found that it was his master. He didn't expect that the elder would come out of seclusion today. He hadn't slept yet, but was sitting at the kitchen table, eating.

Zhu Ci stepped forward and asked, "Master, why are you so idle? It's already so late, are you still awake? These days, in order to prepare for the Large Competition, you have just come out of seclusion. You should rest more. Then he sat down.

After hearing the clumsy concern of his disciple, Zhu Ci, he just shook his head and said, "You haven't eaten since you started practicing martial arts right? Come and eat together! " As soon as he finished, Zhu Chi's stomach growled as if he was answering his question.

Zhu Ci, who looked a little embarrassed, pushed the food beside him, indicating for him to sit down. Zhu Ci, who didn't expect that there would be a lot of meat in the dish, as well as Lotus Puppet Soup. Seeing that his master helped him with the bowl of soup, his heart heated up, thinking that he had always been good.

Macro gave him some dishes and then said, "Everyone has a good meal today and needs to be fully fed. Only tomorrow will we have the mood to go watch the competition!"

Zhu Ci was so touched by his master that she didn't know what to say. Looking at his gentle face, she couldn't help but be touched by how he took care of her.

He smiled at him, then walked out of the kitchen and back to his room.

In order to increase his own Nine Yang True Qi, Zhu Ci flipped through the books overnight and did a lot of inner force cultivation. This was because each additional portion of inner force would increase the chances of success.

As he sat down to meditate, he began to feel a dull sensation. The reason for this was that he had forcefully comprehended the Nine Yang Scripture, and had practiced to the contrary. Just as Zhu Chi was about to complete another cycle, he suddenly felt that someone had come to the library. He opened his eyes and realized that it was his Master.

And he took things, and put them in his bed.

Seeing that Zhu Ci was feigning sleep and waking up, he looked at the unlit candle on the pavilion, changed his mind, and complained: "I've already said that I need to rest more. How can I practice for an entire night? Furthermore, you have to be careful not to go berserk like last time! " Though reproachful, his concern was palpable.

Zhu Ci, knowing that Macro rarely comes to the Scripture Pavilion, mostly to look for him, or when he came to look for outside help that year, couldn't help but say embarrassedly, "Your disciple can't sleep, and isn't training at all. But, as soon as I get out of breath, Master came over."

"He should quickly go wash up. If it's not too late, the two of us will be going up to the Immortal Dweller Stony Temple." "Hurry!"

Although practicing the Nine Suns Divine Technique is a great thing, if I don't teach that nun a lesson, I won't be able to hold my head up high. So Zhu Chi quickly tidied up his clothes, washed his face and rinsed his mouth, and then hurried to the front courtyard with his master. This time, they were led by Zhen Xian to gather in front of the Enlightenment Temple, and then to gather at the Immortal Dweller Cliff to head to the open-air arena of the Skypalace Temple.

In the past, the gathering of three meridians was held every five years. For some reason, it was now delayed by two years. The original rule was that all disciples below the level of three meridians' Sect Leader and Elder were to participate.

However, there were some exceptions this time around because of the postponement of the current session. The atmosphere was a little strange. Because the position of the sect head elder was too high, it was impossible for him to participate in the competition. Of course, the participants from the three factions were all disciples of the same generation as the true Dao faction, a total of one hundred and fifty-six people. After a few rounds of elimination, the remaining five winners would enter the temple to train in higher level techniques.

As one of the largest sects, the Danxia Martial Arts Competition this year naturally attracted the attention of all the other forces in the martial arts world. Some of those who were friendly with the Buddhist Sangha and the Buddhist Sangha were even invited to join.

"..."

Due to the three bloodlines meeting and the large number of people, the elders didn't care. At this time, Zhu Ci found Liu Chengfeng and Song Shaojie and sat with them in the shade of a large tree. The cool breeze blew gently, making them feel warm and comfortable.

Zhu Ci narrowed his eyes as he looked at the several huge platforms in the distance. The tables were made of huge wood and had been specially built to hold the ceremony for the three branches.

Zhu Ci's gaze swept across the sea of people and then shifted to the crowd of people from the various factions on the platform. He helplessly said softly, "There's really a lot of people …"

Looking at Zhu Ci's slightly depressed face and knowing what he was thinking about, Song Shaojie instantly started to gloat.

Immediately, he shut his small mouth and swept his gaze over Zhu Ci's body. A trace of a smile unnoticeably flashed across his beautiful eyes as he smiled like a woman and said: "What? Today is the day you and that girl fight."

Hearing this, Zhu Chi glanced at him sideways, with this brother of his, it seemed like he was talking to a woman, it felt too weird, it must be because this brother was even more beautiful than a woman, luckily there was a Liu Chengfeng next to him, otherwise it would be a little awkward. He gloomily sighed in his heart, feeling weak, and closed his eyes and ignored him.

"Tsk tsk …" She was afraid of that little girl … "Don't worry, when the time comes that you won't be able to, I'll help you keep her." Song Shaojie patted his chest and said when he saw Zhu Ci's annoyed expression.