As his realm breaks through, Ye Changqing's grasp of the Tao becomes perfect.
Even when fighting with the Pure Yang Saint, he was no longer beaten one-sidedly and gradually adapted.
By the seventh month, the Taoist Master of the Divine Sword woke up, found a rusty bronze sword at random on the ancient battlefield, threw it to Ye Changqing, and began to teach him his moves.
Ye Changqing had the sword spirit, but was suppressed by the skills and had no power to fight back.
He practices the sacred martial arts, Ten Thousand Swords Technique, every day and makes continuous progress.
In the eighth month, the sword force was condensed, which surprised the Sword Master immensely. In his expectation, it would be great to be able to touch the sword force in three months, but the time was actually shortened by half.
In the ninth month, Ye Changqing began to integrate the Taoist principles of thunder and fire into his sword moves. They were swift and brutal, and he even forced back the Taoist Master of Divine Sword several times.
In the tenth month, I practiced the true martial arts with Zhentian Martial Saint, which was not a fight between the Dao.
In ancient times, he had pushed his physical body to the extreme in every realm. When facing the calamity of becoming a saint, he did not rely on any external things and succeeded by force.
He has done extensive research on the Dao of the physical body.
On the first day, he found a mountain and placed it behind Ye Changqing, accompanying him as he toured the ancient battlefield and experienced the ancient sights.
Of course... I'm just a little tired.
After all, what kind of good person would travel around carrying a mountain on his back for no reason?
But the growth of his physical body was also extremely rapid. Within the eleventh month, Ye Changqing was able to walk on flat ground and had reached a strength of three million jin.
His cultivation also officially broke through to the middle stage of Earth Yuan!
Soon, Zhentian Wusheng saw that it was almost time, so he threw Ye Changqing into an abyss where there were the chaotic and broken laws of the ancient battlefield, and he fought with his physical body.
In the twelfth month, Ye Changqing eliminated the broken laws in the abyss, and the evil spirit on his body became more and more intense.
In the thirteenth month, the Heavenly Star Sage deduced a star field, and Ye Changqing was in it, transformed into a star, revolving day and night, and comprehending the truth.
In the fifteenth month, the Star Dao Yi reached a breakthrough.
In the sixteenth month, the hazy female fairy came out, but she did not take Ye Changqing with her to practice. Instead, she opened up a piece of wasteland and worked from sunrise to sunset.
Ye Changqing's originally impetuous heart gradually calmed down.
The evil energy is drawn into the body.
Since arriving in the Lingyuan Realm, he has been working hard to survive every day. He started practicing from the moment he was born, and was eager for quick success.
In the eighteenth month, Ye Changqing stood on a mountain peak, staring blankly at the distant river and muttering.
"Those who are free and unrestrained will attain eternal life."
The path to immortality does not mean living as long as heaven and earth.
If your heart is free, simple and comfortable, you will live forever.
"boom!"
In the young body, strands of qi and blood gathered together, condensed into substance, and broke through the clouds.
His cultivation also naturally entered the late stage of the Earth Element.
All six principles of Tao are fully accomplished.
He has mastered the martial arts inherited from several saints.
Now, it is time to leave this ancient battlefield.
Ye Changqing took a leap and landed at the foot of the mountain. The silk brocade clothes he was wearing were already torn and covered with cracks.
After a year and a half, he has grown a lot taller and is now about the size of a six or seven-year-old child. Although he is still young, he walks steadily and is no longer impatient.
Ye Changqing came to the dry bones of Saint Chunyang and bowed deeply.
But none of the six saints showed up.
They were used to separation and reunion, but at this moment they felt a little sad. This... was the child who carried the hopes of the six of them.
In three months, most of their essence had been consumed, and they were extremely weak and unwilling to show up.
As a teacher, you ultimately want to show your best side to your students.
Ye Changqing stood quietly for half an hour, bowed to the heaven and earth, and then shouted: "Thank you six masters for your teachings!"
"Changqing will definitely return before the six masters' essences dissipate!"
This is a promise.
Six white chrysanthemums appeared on Ye Changqing's white and tender little hands. These were the ones he encountered in the abyss. They were almost withered at that time. He nurtured them with the idea of longevity, and after several months, they regained their vitality.
Buried in this ancient battlefield for a hundred thousand years, yet no one knew about it.
Then, I will be the one to see you off.
Placed before the dry bones.
Immediately, a little golden crow emerged from the dark golden ring, gathered array patterns, and condensed into several feet. It carried Ye Changqing and soared out.
At this moment, the Seal of the Six Paths Sage condensed out of thin air, but it was looming and could be blown away by the breeze at any time.
There was silence for a while.
Saint Chun Yang sighed and said, "Never mind. I'm still a little worried."
"I gave him the Pure Yang Ancestor Order. How can he go out without a background?"
"None of the descendants of my Divine Sword Sect have produced any evildoers, so I'll give this Dao Sword to him... After all, he's my only disciple, and I can't let those old guys lingering in the Spiritual Origin Realm bully him."
The Taoist Master of Divine Sword spoke indifferently, and a subtle sword light streaked across the sky.
"The Star God Sect has been silent for a hundred thousand years. It's time for it to come out into the world." The Heavenly Star Saint raised his right hand high, and a light blue starlight poured into the sky, as if connected to the stars, conveying his will.
Zhentian Wusheng scratched his head. He seemed to be alone, without any power, and had nothing to help his disciple.
Ye Mingwu widened his eyes. This person is obviously a descendant of my Ye family. How come you are more active than me?
"Then I will also give the Ye family ancestral order..."
He fell silent halfway through his words. The Ye family... seemed to have fallen into such a state that only the Wuwang Mansion was left, and there was not even a Tianxuan.
Youyou sighed: "Forget it, there is not much origin left anyway, so it doesn't matter whether it is asleep or not."
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