Wuxia: I’m driving Gundam in Mixed Wu

Early morning.

The sun rises over the horizon.

The soft morning sun scattered on the Wudang Mountains.

On the martial arts arena in front of the sword stele, the disciples of the Wudang Sanfeng Sect lined up in a neat phalanx and began the morning exercise of the new day.

Over the years, the Wudang Sect, with the blessing of Zhang Sanfeng’s lineage, has a faint tendency to overwhelm the Shaolin Temple.

The disciples of the Sanfeng Sect all felt honored by this.

Suddenly, a purple light rose from the back mountain of Wudang, illuminating the entire Wudang Sect.

Under the illumination of purple light, the clouds and mist in the sky turned into boundless purple qi, with Wudang Mountain as the center, constantly swallowing and circling.

Everyone in the Wudang Sect immediately felt a majestic and generous aura, rising in the Wudang Mountain and connecting with heaven and earth.

And the disciples of Zhang Sanfeng’s vein could feel the familiarity of being in the same vein as themselves in their breath.

As if thinking of something, Song Yuanqiao looked at the back mountain with a look of surprise.

There, Zhang Sanfeng was in retreat to attack the Heaven and Human Realm.

Now, such a vision appeared on Wudang Mountain, which made people can’t help but think about it.

Although he was eager to get an answer, Song Yuanqiao still did not forget his duties as the leader.

He commanded the disciples around him:

“Disciples of the third generation and below, stay where they are and continue to cultivate.”

“Qingshu, you also stay.”

After thinking about it, Song Yuanqiao still did not bring Song Qingshu, who was of low rank, and turned his head to the other junior disciples and said:

“Junior Brothers, please come with me to meet Master.”

Song Yuanqiao immediately left the martial arts arena with his junior disciples and went to Wudang Houshan.

Song Yuanqiao and the others left, and the remaining disciples had no intention of continuing to cultivate.

Under the leadership of Song Qingshu, he completed his morning class absentmindedly.

Then they gathered in pairs to discuss the visions in the sky.

In the noisy words, it is difficult to hide the excitement in the heart.

Especially Song Qingshu, the core disciples who had visited the dragon slaying operation, basically guessed the source of the vision.

Wudang Back Mountain.

In front of the wooden house that served as Zhang Sanfeng’s retreat.

More than a dozen old men wearing Taoist robes and white hair stood in groups of three or five in the open space in front of the door.

Looking at the purple light that shines through the roof and reaches the sky.

Although everyone had different mentalities, they couldn’t hide the horror in their eyes.

These more than ten old Taoist priests were all leaders and elders of other schools in the Wudang Sect, and they were the same generation as Zhang Sanfeng.

In this world, the Wudang Sect had a history of more than five hundred years before Zhang Sanfeng’s arrival.

At that time, Old Ancestor Chen Wei spent twenty years in retreat on Wudang Mountain, leaving the first lineage of the Wudang Sect.

After more than five hundred years of division and fusion, today’s Wudang faction is divided into veins.

The first line is the ancestor of Chen Luo, the current head is the Purple Heart Daomaster, the token in charge is the ‘Shensha Iron Sword’, and the core exercise is ‘Nine Turns Xuan Gong’.

At the same time, it is said that there is also the ‘Turtle Breath Gong’ handed down by Chen Luo’s ancestors, but no one has practiced it for more than a hundred years, I am afraid that it has been lost.

The second vein is formed by the fusion of the local sect of Wudang Mountain after joining the Wudang Sect, and the current leader is Mei Daoist, the junior disciple of the Wudang Sect’s elder Mu Daoist, and the head token is the seven-star sword.

All martial arts learned are named after Wudang, and are divided into Wudang internal skills, Wudang sword techniques, and Wudang palm methods.

The third vein is split from the inheritance of Chen Luo Laozu, and the head is the Qingsong Daomaster, and the inheritance exercises are collectively known as the ‘Wudang Seven Absolutes’.

Among them, the seventh absolute ‘Heavenly Silkworm Technique’ is the exclusive technique of the leader, but no one has successfully cultivated for many years.

And the fourth vein is Zhang Sanfeng’s own vein after joining the Wudang faction.

At this time, Song Yuanqiao led all the junior disciples to hurry over.

Seeing more than ten old Taoist priests, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

After seeing the ceremony, Song Yuanqiao stood aside with all the junior brothers and stood with them and waited.

I felt that the breath behind the door continued to grow and gradually merge with heaven and earth.

Everyone knew that Zhang Sanfeng was in a critical period of promotion to the Heavenly Human Realm.

If Zhang Sanfeng can successfully promote to the Heavenly Human Realm, then the prestige of the Wudang Sect will definitely be able to rise to a higher level and truly become the first sect of Daming.

Although they belong to different branches from Zhang Sanfeng, they are both under the Wudang sect, and fenglun is definitely indispensable.

And with Zhang Sanfeng, a predecessor, to guide the way, several Wudang elders who have reached the peak of cultivation and cannot break the road ahead also want to take this opportunity to go to a higher level.

Finally, the time of the sun rises.

Zhang Sanfeng’s qi machine was connected to heaven and earth, and the vast purple qi was no longer limited to Wudang Mountain, and began to spread rapidly in all directions.

For a time, above Wudang Mountain, purple qi stretched for thousands of miles.

The door of the wooden house is left unopened.

Zhang Sanfeng walked out of the house slowly.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng’s appearance did not change at all, but he had a detached temperament, like a fluttering immortal.

When Song Yuanqiao and the others saw Zhang Sanfeng, they all knelt on the ground and shouted excitedly:

“Welcome Master out of customs.”

Not long after Zhang Sanfeng left the customs, the vision on Wudang Mountain spread madly to all parts of the world.

On the Wudang Mountain of Daming, the purple qi stretched for three thousand miles, and Zhang Sanfeng was suspected of being promoted to the Heavenly Human Realm.

In a short period of time, it spread all over the world and was well known to the people of Jianghu people.

It was less than a month after Zhang Sanfeng became a land immortal.

In a bamboo forest forty miles away from Chang’an City, the Great Tang Dynasty.

Nameless stood with his back in front of a tombstone.

At this moment, it was nearly noon, and it should have been a sunny time.

But there were thick dark clouds in the sky, and the sun was blocked out.

In the bamboo forest, it was dark.

Nameless felt that the aura seeds in his body, like moths about to break through the cocoon, were trying to break free from the silk threads that wrapped around the outside of his body.

Through the transfer of the aura seed, Nameless felt that his qi machine was connected with the surrounding heaven and earth, as if a single thought could turn the energy between heaven and earth into sword qi.

Finally, the spiritual energy seeds in the body completely broke free, and the nameless qi machine was completely connected to heaven and earth.

As soon as his mind moved, the surrounding heaven and earth were instantly filled with the nameless ‘Heavenly Sword’ artistic conception.

Nameless’s gaze became extremely sharp, and a heaven-reaching sword light formed on his head, piercing the clouds in an instant, reaching out of the sky.

The thick dark clouds were broken through a large hole, and the sunlight poured down through the mouth of the cave and fell on Nameless.

The cold light penetrated the nine skies, and a sword opened the gate of heaven.

In just a moment, there is no one to miss.

Just when the nameless sword qi rose up in the sky, the swordsmen within a radius of a hundred miles could feel the trembling of the sword in their hands.

Guided by the sword intent, countless swordsmen around Chang’an City witnessed the moment when the nameless was promoted to the Heavenly and Human Realm.

They may not have seen the nameless appearance, but the nameless and indestructible ‘Heavenly Sword’ sword intent has left a deep imprint in their hearts.

After Daming Zhang Sanfeng, the fourth land immortal in the world was born in the Great Tang.

In the past few years, the realm of heaven and earth, which has not appeared for more than 400 years, has descended one after another.

Can’t help but make countless people in the rivers and lakes exclaim the arrival of the period of great prosperity of martial arts.