I dream of immortality in Taixu Sect

Chu Wei's eyes revealed resentment.

"All my years of hiding have been destroyed in one day because of Meng Bai. I am unwilling to accept this. Meng Bai must die!"

In Chu Wei's impression, Meng Bai is a reclusive person who rarely goes out and keeps his cultivation level hidden.

The last time, Meng Bai was used to deal with Liang Yusheng, and Liang Yusheng disappeared from the sect the next day.

It can be seen that Meng Bai has the strength to reach the peak of foundation building.

"It doesn't matter if you have the strength to reach the peak of foundation building. As long as you are not a cultivator of soul accumulation, you will die today!"

Chu Wei said this viciously, raised his hand to cast a spell, and several puppets appeared behind him.

The moment Chu Wei stepped into Xuanxin Cliff, Meng Bai noticed him and notified the Law Enforcement Hall.

However, Chu Wei was not a disciple who had lost his mind. He stepped onto the Xuanxin Cliff openly and appeared at the top of the cliff in a moment.

Meng Bai sighed slightly: "It seems that I won't be able to wait for Senior Brother Zhuge."

As Meng Bai walked out of the hut, he ran into Chu Wei, who had a resentful look on his face.

Meng Bai said calmly: "Junior brother, why are you here?"

When Chu Wei saw Meng Bai’s calm face, he instantly became angry.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been exposed hiding here. You will die today."

Meng Bai advised: "But Junior Brother, have you ever thought that if you fight at Xuanxin Cliff, you won't be able to escape."

Chu Wei smiled coldly: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Meng, I have my own way to escape. I will kill you within ten breaths."

"Junior brother, you are so confident, because of these puppets behind you?"

Chu Wei raised his hand and cast a spell again, saying: "Meng Bai, I know you are very powerful and have the combat power of the peak of foundation building, but so what, I am a third-level puppeteer!"

As Chu Wei finished casting the spell, a puppet in the Soul Condensation Realm appeared behind Chu Wei.

Chu Wei sneered confidently: "So, are you scared? Even if you are at the peak of foundation building, you are still like an ant in front of Yun Shen."

Meng Bai sighed slightly: "So this is what you rely on."

A few breaths had passed in the conversation.

Chu Wei was anxious to kill Meng Bai and ordered his puppets to charge forward. He was afraid that if he delayed any longer, he would really not be able to leave once the Law Enforcement Hall arrived.

Meng Bai drew his sword calmly.

Strange visions appeared on the mountains and seas, and the sound of the tides echoed on the Xuanxin Cliff.

As Meng Bai's understanding of the sword intent deepened, the visions of mountains and seas became more realistic, and the power of the sword intent of mountains and seas became stronger.

Meng Bai now has the strength of the eighth level of foundation building. Without using any magical powers, he can fight against those in the Yunshen realm with just the sword intent of Mountains and Seas.

In just a few breaths, the Soul-Enriching Puppet was killed by Meng Bai, and the remaining Foundation-Building Puppet was even lesser than a chicken or a dog, and was killed with one sword.

Chu Wei's eyes narrowed and his face was filled with fear.

The scene he imagined of the Yunshen puppet slaughtering Meng Bai did not happen. Instead, Meng Bai easily killed all his puppets.

"Impossible, how can your sword power be so powerful?"

Chu Wei had also seen sword intent among some talented demon cultivators in the Demon Sect, but the sword intent of those talented demon cultivators was far different from Meng Bai's.

Moreover, the sealing power of the soul is a crushing strength for building the foundation. Why is Meng Bai not affected at all?

Chu Wei didn't know that Meng Bai not only comprehended the sword intent but also the sword heart, and the sword heart could offset the power of the seal.

Meng Bai looked at Chu Wei calmly and said, "Junior brother, let me take you on your way!"

Chu Wei's face changed and he took out a top-grade magic weapon from his storage ring.

burst!

Chu Wei blew up his top-grade magic weapon without hesitation and quickly escaped from Xuanxin Cliff.

The self-detonation power of a top-grade magic weapon was equivalent to a blow from a cultivator in the state of spiritual concentration, which bought Chu Wei three breaths of time.

Meng Bai looked at Chu Wei who was fleeing and said calmly: "Junior brother, since you have come to Xuanxin Cliff, you should stay."

Shanhai Yanxin Sword!

The sword energy of Shanhai was like a phantom that struck Chu Wei's soul directly.

Chu Wei, who had already run to the halfway point of Xuanxin Cliff, suddenly stiffened and fell to the ground.

Although his body is still alive, the soul inside is dead.

The first time Meng Bai used the Shanhai Yanxin Sword against an enemy, he found that this sword technique was very suitable for chasing fleeing opponents.

After a while, Zhuge Xiaming arrived late.

Meng Bai smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Zhuge."

Zhuge Xiaming looked at Zhu Wei lying on the ground and exclaimed: "Junior brother, your soul attack technique is so sharp. It's a pity that this person's soul has been destroyed, otherwise we could have interrogated him for some information about the Demon Sect."

"Please forgive me, Senior Brother. Chu Wei came straight at me, so I had no choice but to fight him."

Zhuge Xiaming said: "No problem, Junior Brother is also a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so you should go all out in the battle against this Chu Guard."

With Chu Wei's death, Meng Bai returned to his peaceful practice.

......

After two years,

Dayu State, Tianchong County.

Meng's Martial Arts School has been open on Caixia Street for seven years.

The martial arts school's apprentices have been replaced batch after batch.

Although martial arts are very popular in the country of Dayu, practicing martial arts is arduous and not everyone can endure it.

In the martial arts school, many apprentices could not bear the hardship of training and dropped out midway.

Of course, some people persisted and stayed in the martial arts school.

Many of those who persisted developed internal strength and became third-rate warriors.

There are also a few who have slightly better talents and have become second-rate warriors.

As for martial arts genius, Meng Bai has not met one yet.

"Master, seven more people came to become my disciples today, and one person left the martial arts school." Qi Hongwen said respectfully to Meng Bai.

Qi Hongwen is Meng Bai's only formal disciple in the past few years.

This person has been an orphan since childhood. He has a simple and honest personality, has some talent in martial arts, and is not afraid of hardship.

Seeing that this man had a good heart, Meng Bai accepted him as his apprentice. Qi Hongwen is now in charge of everything in the martial arts hall, and Meng Bai only shows up occasionally to give guidance to everyone.

Meng Bai said calmly: "Well, I understand. How is Hongwen's recent understanding of the "Martial Classics"? "

Since he accepted Qi Hongwen as his disciple, Meng Bai naturally taught him the "Martial Arts Classics" and gave him personal guidance.

As for the apprentice Meng Bai, he usually teaches the "Xiantian Gong" which is a simplified version of the "Wujing".

Although the "Wu Jing" is profound and has lofty aspirations, practicing this skill also requires a certain amount of talent and guidance from a famous teacher.

Since the martial arts school opened, it has accepted countless apprentices. It is impossible for Meng Bai to spend a lot of time instructing them one by one.

"Xiantian Gong" is different. It is easy to comprehend. Even a person with average talent in martial arts can practice it.

Moreover, the upper limit of "Xiantian Gong" is not low for ordinary people, and it can be cultivated to the ninth level of Xiantian.

Qi Hongwen pondered for a moment and said, "Master, there are a few things in the Martial Classics that I have not yet understood. Please guide me."

Meng Bai smiled and said, "I am free today, so just tell me."

Just when Meng Bai was teaching Qi Hongwen.

Outside Tianchong County,

A carriage drove towards Tianchong County.

There were three men sitting in the carriage.

"Father, as the governor of Daze, why do you have to come to a small Tianchong County in person?" Zhang Yunsheng said puzzledly.

The man sitting in the middle with a dignified look said, "The martial arts conference is coming soon. I heard that there is a powerful Xiantian warrior in Tianchong County. I will personally invite him. Don't miss any Xiantian in Daze Province."

The martial arts conference of the Dayu Kingdom is closely related to the officialdom.

The winner of the martial arts conference will be hailed as the leader of the martial arts conference, and the province he represents will receive a large amount of resources.

Therefore, every time there is a martial arts conference, the governor of each province will invite all the innate warriors to participate.

Zhang Yunsheng said disdainfully: "How can a martial arts school in a small place like Tianchong County be a powerful master?"