The white-haired old man faced the evening glow and stepped down from the wall of Taixuan Palace.

The walls of the palace were so high, but in the eyes of this white-haired old man, they seemed like flat ground.

There were countless pairs of eyes looking at every corner of Taixuan Palace, but none of them fell on the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man walked down the high wall and landed on the blue bricks of the palace.

The moment he landed, the white hair on his head turned black in an instant, his old face suddenly became heroic, and even his eyes had a lot of edge.

His originally short body became tall and mighty, and with his brocade hat and mink fur, he looked majestic and arrogant.

Lu Jing faced the sunset but stood not far from Taixuan Palace.

He lowered his head, and the Nine Gods Holding Mysterious Technique was running in his body. Since his fate as a divine martial genius was upgraded to the immortal body, the Nine Gods Holding Mystic Technique that originally required concentration and mobilization of energy and blood throughout the body to practice began to function.

It's getting easier.

The qi and blood from the Great Yang in his body flowed into his whole body, and in conjunction with the Nine Gods holding the mysterious method, his skin, flesh, fascia, bones, organs, organs, legs, arms, and head were all enveloped by the Great Yang qi and blood.

Getting stronger all the time.

The immortal body has greatly improved Lu Jing's martial arts talent.

A wisp of innate Qi-blood has been born in the depths of Lu Jing's sun. Soon, Lu Jing will be able to cultivate the first innate Qi-blood.

"The innate martial arts, supplemented by the spirit of Spring Thunder, are enough to take the power of my Spring Thunder Blade to a higher level."

Lu Jing was thinking in his mind, and his eyes fell on the wind-calling knife at his waist.

A wisp of breeze was faintly flowing on the wind-calling knife. Lu Jing's hand fell on the dark handle of the knife, and the wisp of breeze suddenly changed a little.

"Once I step into the Xiantian, the sword-drawing technique taught to me by Mr. Jiu combined with the Spring Thunder Sword Intent... Even if a martial arts expert with peak Xiantian comes close, I will not be afraid."

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"The Spring Thunder of Sword Intent only has its form, but not its spirit. There is still room for improvement."

Just as Lu Jing was operating the Nine Gods Holding Mysterious Technique, a thunderous sound fell into Lu Jing's ears.

The energy and blood flowing from the floating sun in Lu Jing's body suddenly became stronger. His eyes were slightly alert and he looked sideways.

At some point, a man in brocade clothes appeared next to him.

The man's brocade clothes were illuminated by the sunset, and a beast's head was faintly visible. At a rough glance, it looked like a tiger.

At this time, the man had his hands behind his back, and his eyes were still on the wind-calling knife at Lu Jing's waist.

"The intention of the Spring Thunder Sword is as its name suggests, and when the sword comes out it is like spring thunder. However... that Spring Thunder is the power of heaven and earth. It is easy to obtain its shape, but it is not easy to obtain its essence."

The man in brocade clothes spoke calmly, and the light of the sun in Lu Jing's body suddenly dimmed, as if suppressed by some terrible force.

Even Lu Jing, who was about to fully recover, opened his eyes and looked at the man, but he felt that the man in front of him was like a ferocious beast from ancient times, with rumbling energy and blood mixed with some kind of terrifying martial arts spirit, just like a beacon.

Soaring straight into the sky.

The clouds and mist in the sky above his head were blown away by this invisible beacon of energy and blood.

"This man... is an unparalleled strong man."

Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and just as he was about to speak, the man in brocade clothes turned his head, with more interest in his eyes.

"The speed at which you grow reminds me of someone."

"He once practiced in my palace and later became the leader of martial arts in the world today."

In today's world, there is only one person who holds the title of leader in martial arts cultivation, and that is the King of Chong'an who swept through the seven kingdoms and transformed his energy and blood into the sun.

This mysterious man in front of me...has he taught King Chong'an?

Lu Jing was in a trance. He had not said a word since this mysterious man appeared. The man's eyes fell on him, and the pressure that emerged even made him breathless.

The golden light floating on the soul was also illuminated by the man's faint energy and blood, and completely dimmed.

"Your Yuan Shen talent is more powerful, and your martial arts talent is also extraordinary. Among martial artists in the world, there are countless people with extremely talented people, but there are not many Yuan Shen and martial arts fellow practitioners who can still advance at such a speed."

"You can...come under my door."

The man in brocade clothes in front of him had his hands behind his back, and his tall and majestic body almost turned into a shadow that covered the sky and the sun, covering the land scene.

"When you join my sect, I will teach you the Daxuan Kung Fu and the martial art of physically moving mountains. Your energy and blood will be like beacon fire, and like thousands of armies attacking a city, you will hopefully reach the pinnacle of martial arts."

"I have three disciples in my life, and they are all top-notch heroes in the world! If you join my sect, you will naturally receive their protection."

"When you enter my sect, no one in Taixuan Capital will dare to embarrass you. From then on, even if you want to build a mansion on Qingyun Street to be on an equal footing with the Yuxuan Tower, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

"Come, worship me as your teacher, and I will give you a great blessing!"

The voice of the man in robes of robes was like a bell, and the airflow over the entire Taixuan Jing instantly became turbulent because of the voice of the man in robes of robes.

Those who practice martial arts are different from Yuanshen monks. Yuanshen monks can control thunder and fire, and can activate the weather and weather.

But martial arts monks practice themselves, and when they are strong, their energy and blood can escape from the body, but it is extremely difficult to influence a city...!

This shows how tyrannical the man in brocade clothes in front of him is.

At this moment, he tilted his head slightly, put his hands behind his back and looked at Lu Jing.

There was Qi and blood floating in his eyes, and there were wisps of thunder in that Qi and blood!

"Worship...this person as your teacher?"

The weather in the sky changed dramatically because of this man's appearance.

The surging undercurrent blew up clouds and fog, covering the sky.

The sunset glow has been covered up, it's obviously evening, but it's already like dark night.

But in Lu Jing's eyes, the figure of the man in brocade clothes in front of him was like the blazing sun.

"How can your martial arts cultivation reach this level?"

Lu Jing couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He knows that there are countless powerful people in the world, and he knows that there are people above the realm of Zhaoxing, pure Yang gods, and Tianfu people and immortals!

But the terrifying man in front of him still made Lu Jing find it difficult to understand.

"But... when we met for the first time, before I could even say a word, he asked me to become my teacher?"

Lu Jing was wondering in his heart.

The destiny pattern of pursuing good luck and avoiding bad luck flashes with rays of light.

[Heng! Ninety-three: If you don’t keep your virtue, you may be ashamed and stingy.]

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A stream of information poured into Lu Jing's mind, and Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.

He endured the tremendous pressure coming from the man in brocade clothes, but still raised his head to look at this man.

This man's heroic spirit bursts out, making people spontaneously awe. At the same time, an indescribable nobility emerges from him, which can be described as overwhelming.

However, the hexagram of seeking good fortune and avoiding bad luck made Lu Jing silent.

"If you agree to this person, it is a bad sign; if you don't agree to this person, it is a very bad sign."

"The wisps of coercion on this person must be because he has a noble status and has been cultivated in a high position for a long time. If you don't agree to him, it will cause disaster. If you agree to him, there will be various benefits. It seems to be auspicious, but you can seek good luck and avoid bad fortune. The final hexagram

, but it is said that there will be a great disaster, and when the disaster is balanced with the gain, it becomes a bad sign."

"This person...has a plot against me?"

The fate of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortunes shines through, and the great sage Yantian of the Ming Dynasty gradually emerges behind Lu Jing Yuanshen. The righteousness is like a rainbow and the fate is triggered. The pressure on Lu Jing begins to gradually disintegrate, making Lu Jing's mind become clearer and clearer.

He is silent.

But the mysterious man in rich clothes in front of him was still staring at him.

When this person looked at Lu Jing, Lu Jing felt that his soul and martial arts were all seen through by this person. Even the wind-calling sword and rain-calling sword on his waist were trembling continuously.

The treasure left by the immortal would actually fear this person.

More than ten breaths passed, and Lu Jing remained silent from beginning to end.

The mysterious man smiled slightly, turned his head and asked, "Are you unwilling?"

If you agree, it will be a disaster; if you don't agree, it will be a big disaster.

But Lu Jing didn't think much about it. He raised his eyes and looked at Taixuan Palace behind him, and suddenly asked: "Senior, are you from Taixuan Palace?"

"Why do you see it?" the mysterious man asked with a smile.

Lu Jingping said calmly: "Senior's aura feels quite familiar to me. It has some similarities with the Crown Prince, the Seventh Prince, and even the Holy Lord."

The man in brocade didn't answer, but kept looking at Lu Jing, as if waiting for Lu Jing's answer.

Lu Jing took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the gate of Taixuan Palace in the distance.

From the palace gate, a gentleman wearing gray clothes was walking slowly, it was Mr. Guanqi.

Mr. Guanqi's steps were not in a hurry, and he was as gentle as ever.

"Senior, Lu Jing is the gentleman from the library." Lu Jing said.
To be continued...