Achievement system: I am cultivating immortals in the world of martial arts

Because it was a day shift, Elder Qu was not there, and another elder surnamed Wang was protecting Han Yun.

Elder Wang strode forward and shouted,

"Elder Bai! Pull back!"

Hearing this, Bai Wuqi woke up suddenly, and quickly withdrew his internal energy. As the great elder of the Yin Yang Sect, even if he is a jerk, he can't do things like killing his own disciples at will.

"Hmph, Elder Bai, the sect master asked you to come to Yunwu Palace to learn martial arts, but after you got here, you first humiliated Palace Master Han, and then mobilized your internal energy to suppress all the disciples. Is this your attitude of visiting and humbly asking for advice?

If you continue to behave like this, this elder will not be able to sue you against the head of the sect! "

Elder Wang spoke righteously, pointed at Bai Wuqi and yelled angrily. For a moment, everyone in the hall glared at him, and Bai Wuqi became the target of public criticism.

After his face changed for a moment, Bai Wuqi snorted coldly,

"Forget about this matter, the master asked me to come and ask you for martial arts, I want to see what martial arts you can offer.

Don't forget, I am going to represent the sect in the Martial Arts Conference. If your martial skills are not good enough to prevent me from winning No.1, you cannot bear the responsibility. "

Han Yun sneered and said coldly,

"Whether the Zongmen can win the No. 1 or not has nothing to do with me. I don't fight, and you can't get the No. 1. It's just that you are not good at learning and you have humiliated the Zongmen. Shirk responsibility?"

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, bring martial arts, and I will leave now."

Bai Wuqi stretched out his hand.

"What kind of exercise do you practice? What kind of method is suitable for you? What moves do you want? You didn't tell me anything, how can I create martial arts for you?"

Although Han Yun is not happy with this person, but it is related to the reputation of the sect, he still can't be tempered, and he still has to give what should be given.

"I don't use weapons, I only practice body and boxing skills. As for the exercises, they are more yin and cold."

Bai Wuqi stood proudly.

Han Yun nodded, fetched the paper, and the younger junior sister grinded it for her thoughtfully.

Bai Wuqi looked at Han Yun, who was writing vigorously, in doubt.

This is where it starts?Don't you need to think and study?

Well, I must have inquired about this seat before, knew my skills and usual methods, and conceived it in my heart for several days before I conceived it.

Hmph, you deliberately pretended not to know me, and deliberately asked about the exercises, did you want to show me off?

Heh, brat, do you think you can take a high look at you by coming to this seat?It's just a useless person who can't practice martial arts. After you finish writing martial arts, you will prove that your martial arts are rubbish. Let's see if you have the face to continue to open this Yunwu Temple.

Han Yun was still silently writing about martial skills. When he heard that Bai Wuqi's kung fu was colder, he already had a suitable martial art in his heart. Coupled with his god-level understanding of martial arts, he quickly supplemented it whole.

It took him a quarter of an hour to finish writing the martial arts. Finally, he closed the page and wrote four large characters on the cover——

Xuanming Divine Palm!

"Here, the martial arts you want."

Han Yun handed over the notebook.

"So fast?"

Bai Wuqi took the notebook suspiciously, sneered,

"I want to see what kind of rubbish you wrote."

After speaking, he turned the pages of the book and read it.

The following disciples were not happy again, and they talked one by one.

"Hmph, none of the martial arts created by Palace Master Han is ordinary, and all of them are top-notch martial arts. How could they be rubbish?"

"It's because you have seen too much rubbish, so you mistakenly think that Master Han's martial arts are as rubbish as you have seen."

"I don't know what level of martial arts Master Han created this time?"

"I really want to know, such a good martial arts, why give it to this guy, this guy has never taken a penny."

"I want to see it too."

The disciples were discussing in one go, but Bai Wuqi kept his ears shut and looked at the Xuanming God's Palm silently.

His expression went from disdain at the beginning, then to indifference, then to solemnity, and finally to shock.

The changing face was as wonderful as the face changing in Sichuan opera.

Bai Wuqi suddenly raised his head, looked at Han Yun and said quickly,

"What kind of palm is this? It's so mysterious? What level is it?"

After thinking for a moment, Han Yun said,

"If you practice well, you should be able to display the power of the sky."

"Huh? Heavenly?"

Some disciples below exclaimed, Jun Linger and other Yunwu Palace staff all looked at Han Yun in shock.

"Eldest brother, why do you give him such a good job? Just send it away to an earth-level one. Why don't you give it to a heaven-level one?"

"That's right, big brother, it's good for us to keep the sky-level ones for ourselves. Why give it to him when he speaks so rudely to you."

"Brother, think again."

Everyone said something to each other, and they couldn't do it in a hurry. They have only learned the eighteen dragon subduing palms of a heavenly level.

Oh, plus the god-level Tai Chi.

They all felt that Han Yun was the one who had been wronged, and Bai Wuqi said that about him, yet he gave back such good martial arts.

Han Yun smiled faintly, waved his hand,

"Don't worry about it, I still have the heavenly martial arts here, just take the time to write it out."

Then, he grabbed Xin'er who was going to sneak out to play, and put her on the table to learn to write.

Xin'er pouted, frowned, and reluctantly picked up the pen, and wrote the words "Sister Xiaoyu".

Bai Wuqi didn't care about what other people said. At this moment, his heart was full of shock, and he sat down on the ground, meditated cross-legged, and performed this exercise.

"Master Han, is this Xuanming Divine Palm too cold? When I was practicing, I felt as cold as frost in my body."

As he was running, he also asked Han Yun, and there was no trace of arrogance in his tone.

Han Yun was not angry with him, no matter who asked him for advice, he would do his best to teach.

"The body is as cold as frost, because you have just started to cultivate, and you have just started. When you are as cold as ice, you are considered a beginner, and when you are as cold as fire, you are considered a master."

"Ice cold...like fire? How is it possible?"

Bai Wuqi frowned.

Because although burns and frostbite have different methods, the form of injury caused is the same.

Han Yun changed to a way that the other party could understand,

"Xuanming God's Palm is an extremely sinister palm technique, the palm force is like overwhelming mountains and seas, and the extremely cold internal force hits the enemy.

In a short period of time, the opponent's whole body will be bone-chillingly cold, frostbite will appear on the body, and the cold poison will enter the body, making the bone-chilling cold.

After the cold poison enters the body, the pain is unbearable during the attack, and he is close to death.

When you practice ice-cold air, you will feel very cold at the beginning. After you practice to the extreme, what you feel is not cold, but hot like a flame. , under full force, can freeze thousands of miles. "