I am an ancestor in Wanjie

Chapter 42 Uncle Grand Master Don't Think Too Hard

Yang Chen's whole body was suspended out of thin air, and the purple true energy was like a rolling cloud, covering him faintly, like a fairy.

Yang Chen opened his eyes, his eyes were purple like torches, he opened his mouth and breathed in, all the purple true energy poured into his nose and mouth, revealing his original shape.

His whole body was still light, like catkins, without much weight, and slowly fell to the ground.

Breathing out a breath of foul air, he hit the stone slab with a slap, and the slate cracked with a click.

"This has reached the legendary realm of releasing true energy. In this era, no one can do it yet."

Yang Chen muttered, he reckoned that his internal strength had reached the level of Zhang Sanfeng back then, and he was invincible in this world!
"Ziji Hunyuan Kungfu is not as good as Nine Suns Divine Kungfu, but my century-old kungfu is not much inferior."

Yang Chen thought to himself that he should be able to improve his skills through achievement points, and it would be a matter of time before he surpassed Zhang Sanfeng.

He subconsciously checked the cost of continuing to improve.

As a result, you can't see the words that can't be promoted.

"Huh? So you can't improve?"

He hurriedly checked the explanation.

[Ziji Hunyuan Kung Fu has reached its limit, it cannot be improved, please upgrade the kung fu level]

[The physical body has reached its limit and cannot be improved temporarily, please increase the strength of the physical body]

Seeing these two upgrades, Yang Chen was stunned.

After all, this is just an ordinary martial art. It is already very good to have a hundred-year-old skill. It is impossible to rely on it to directly cultivate immortality and achieve a cultivation base of hundreds of years.

"If you continue to improve the level, after the skill becomes more refined, the number of years will decrease again, so you should be able to continue to improve, but..."

Yang Chen frowned. Now his body seems to be able to withstand only a hundred years of skill. Is he too old?

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the current situation.

In the dantian, Ziji's Hunyuan Qi condensed into a cloud that rolled continuously, covering the entire dantian space.

And his body is indeed quite old, before Feng Qingyang, as the heir of Jianzong, neglected internal strength training, and he was seventy or eighty years old, he was not comparable to young people at all.

Now he can only use Ziji Hunyuan Qi to strengthen his body, so that the strength of this body can be improved a little, breaking through the current limit.

Continue to practice for one night, and the next day comes, Yang Chen's hair has turned black, his face is rosy and shiny, and he looks much younger.

Without any movement, Ziji Hunyuan Qi was released from under his body, like farting, bouncing his whole body up.

"It's powerful to release your true energy, and you can use a lot of tricks out of thin air."

Yang Chen hit the ground and jumped off the cliff.

"Master Uncle!"

Yue Lingshan, who just came over, saw that her face turned pale: "Uncle Grand Master, don't be too hard on yourself!"

She ran over with a pale face, looked out with her head, there was mist in her eyes, and the bottom was not bottomless outside the cliff, she thought to herself that even if the uncle's martial arts is world-class, if he falls, he will be smashed to pieces.

At this moment, a cloud of mist turned purple, and Yang Chen floated up with a strange expression.

"Who can't think about it, what are you doing here early in the morning?"

"what!"

Yue Lingshan was shocked by the sudden appearance of a human head, her feet slipped and she fell out.

"what!"

The screams almost pierced Yang Chen's eardrums, he grabbed Yue Lingshan, and the real energy below him burst out, and the wind howled, and brought her back.

He panted slightly: "Stop screaming, you won't die."

Yue Lingshan found herself sitting on the ground, her face turned pale with fright and said, "Uncle Grand Master... what happened just now?"

"The old man is practicing kung fu, making a fuss."

Yang Chen wiped off his cold sweat. His current skill is still not strong enough to last long in the air, and it consumes a lot of energy.

"But...how did I see you jump off, Grand Master..."

Yue Lingshan glanced out of the cliff in fear. Could it be that there are some rocks under the force?
"There are rocks protruding from below."

Yang Chen replied lightly: "Don't talk about this, what are you doing here?"

"Daddy is very busy recently, let me tell Uncle Grand Master that you remember to attend the grand ceremony in a month's time, and mother has prepared new clothes for you, so go down and try them on when you have time."

Yue Lingshan said what she wanted.

"Well, I see, you go back."

Yang Chen was ready to continue engraving martial arts.

Yue Lingshan smiled coyly: "Uncle Grand Master, can I learn one style of Dugu Nine Swords, one style is enough."

"Stop ten rounds under your mother's hands first."

Yang Chen shook his head: "This is the rule, don't break it, otherwise it will be difficult for your father to do."

"But senior brother, my father and my mother are not like this."

Yue Lingshan felt a little unfair.

"You came late, the rules hadn't been set at that time, so it's natural to be more relaxed."

Yang Chen shook his head: "You haven't been to the mountain once this month, and you would have had a chance to come here before the rules were set yesterday. Although you don't know what you're doing, you should know that your mother is studying and you didn't come. It seems I don't have much interest in Dugu Nine Swords."

Yang Chen shook his head.

Yue Lingshan's face turned red, he had been with Lin Pingzhi during this time and was in love, how could he remember this.

She smiled awkwardly, and said coquettishly: "I... I forgot, can't I relax a little bit?"

"How can I slap myself in the face with the rules set by the old man?"

Yang Chen glanced at Yue Lingshan: "You go, practice hard, there will be a chance."

"Oh."

Yue Lingshan left with some regret.

Yang Chen curled his lips: "Give this old man dog food, so I won't pass on your Dugu Nine Swords."

He was sure that Bai Lianhua's sudden desire to learn Dugu Nine Swords had something to do with Lin Pingzhi.

Even if it doesn't matter, based on this woman's bottom line, if she taught Dugu Nine Swords, she would definitely teach it to Lin Pingzhi tomorrow.

This is not allowed by him, even if this is not his woman, he doesn't want to be disgusted.

To teach, it is he who decides whether to teach or not.

What happened to Yue Lingshan was just an episode, Yang Chen regained his peace of mind and continued to be an excellent engraver.

A series of stone carvings form a family of kung fu, and then inlaid on the newly built Chuanwu Pagoda in the hands of workers who don't know kung fu at all.

Half a month later, Yang Chen smiled as he looked at the new Chuanwu Pagoda.

This new martial arts pagoda has nine floors and is ten feet high. From the bottom to the top floor, the number of rooms on each floor is set according to the number of nine to one. There are a total of 45 rooms, which are enough to engrave hundreds of martial arts.

In the future, this place will become the Wuyue Sect's martial arts storehouse, with Dugu Nine Swords and Ziji Hunyuan Kung Fu at the top as the town's martial arts, comparable to the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion, and making martial arts people yearn for it.

"The Chuanwu Pagoda has finally been completed."

Yang Chen felt a sense of accomplishment. The martial arts in it were all carefully selected by him and inscribed with one sword.

The martial arts library made of stone can be absolutely fireproof, and the anti-theft function is also good. After all, it is quite difficult to steal thousands of kilograms of stone.

"Uncle, you have worked hard!"

Yue Buqun on the side expressed his gratitude to Yang Chen.

Completion of the Chuanwu Pagoda before the start of the grand ceremony will lay the foundation for the Wuyue School.

Yang Chen nodded meaningfully: "After the grand ceremony, it's time to fulfill the old man's request."

(End of this chapter)