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The Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan is surrounded by snow all year round and the cold air is overwhelming. Even a martial arts master is difficult to reach the top without the deep internal force to protect his body, otherwise it would be just a way to die. The reason why the entire Tianshan Piaomiao Peak is so famous is not because of its steep terrain and harsh environment, nor because of the beautiful scenery of snow thousands of miles and the strange cold that can kill martial arts masters. It is just because of a place, to be precise, just because of a person, the Tonglao of the Tianshan Mountains of Lingjiu Palace.

Tianshan Tonglao is a legend in the world of the world, a mythical existence. Many martial arts masters only heard of her name but did not see her, but her fierceness and reputation had already reached the point of being afraid of being terrified. Tianshan Tonglao is the only god in Tianshan, and there are very few people who have seen her face. Most people have only heard this terrifying name from the bloody stories of the world of the world. Of course, Lingjiu Palace is not on the top of the snow-capped mountain, but on a warm and humid place on the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains. Many disciples live here. Lingjiu Palace is actually both a market and a castle. Because a hundred miles are within its control range, Lingjiu Palace has never passed through sword lights and swords, and is a peaceful and peaceful scene.

Strolling in Lingjiu Palace, to be precise, it is in Lingjiu Castle. If Zhang Jun was walking in his back garden, he would not feel nervous about going deep into the enemy's acupoints. There were no masters in this Lingjiu Palace. At least Zhang Jun met a congenital woman. He seemed to have a good status in this Lingjiu Palace, but he had just entered the innate realm and his strength was not much greater than that of acquired masters. What is really stronger in the innate masters is their potential for infinite growth. As long as they have time, their skills can be improved without limit, while acquired masters have their limits. Therefore, this Lingjiu Palace was easily broken into by Boss Wu and captured the Tianshan Tonglao who was in trouble.

Now when Zhang Jun entered the Lingjiu Palace, he found that although the guards here are strong, he could not stop him. Without the command of top masters, he could not protect the entire Lingjiu Palace. Zhang Jun is a good example. Except for those places where top masters are in charge, the defense measures of the entire Lingjiu Palace Castle are simply useless for Zhang Jun.

However, one day, Zhang Jun understood the entire Lingjiu Palace. By the way, this Lingjiu Palace is really magnificent and gorgeous. Although it is not as gorgeous and rich as the palace, it is even better in terms of grandeur and magnificent. Perhaps it is due to the domineering character of the Tianshan Tonglao. Anyway, the practice room where Zhang Jun came was completely covered with white marble and supported by dragon-shaped carved phoenix marble. The whole room is no less than hundreds of square meters. Zhang Jun can guarantee that even the Dali Palace is not that big.

However, such a large training room was hidden very deeply. Zhang Jun took a lot of effort to find it slowly. After entering it, Zhang Jun almost missed it. It turned out that the walls around the practice place were inlaid with the essence of each martial arts. Not only were the martial arts classics of the Xiaoyao School, but they also had unique skills, as well as the unique martial arts of the 36 cave masters and the seventy-two island masters. Not to mention, the remaining supreme martial arts engraved on the surrounding walls. These martial arts took several days just to read, let alone carefully studied them one by one.

"This Tianshan Tong Lao is really amazing. Needless to mention the talent of martial arts, the practice of Liuhe Eight Destiny is enough to illustrate the problem. After that, while studying the Self-Superior Mastery, he also practiced so many unique skills. Tsk tsk! Li Qiushui cannot beat her. The value of these unique skills is probably not below the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple. The unique skills of Liuhe Eight Destiny, which can make people rejuvenate, is probably just like this even the Yijin Jing." Zhang Jun murmured, but his eyes were fixed on each picture and martial arts formula, and his true energy was slowly running in his consciousness.

To outsiders, Zhang Jun looked at the wall with his eyes intently at this moment, but his face was constantly changing between the blue and white. After a long time, Zhang Jun suddenly woke up and quickly calmed down the true qi of his meridians that were almost boiling, and gathered all the true qi that entered other meridians.

"So amazing!" Not only is this martial arts powerful, but the people who portray these pictures are also powerful. With their eyes close, Zhang Jun touched his chin from the traces of the picture, feeling the feeling of his fingers touching the picture. "It's amazing, it was actually carved with his fingers, and no more than one point, this kind of skill and control..."

With a sigh, Zhang Jun finally had a general understanding of the strength of the Tianshan Tonglao. If the Tianshan Tonglao had not been caught by Li Qiushui when she was reborn for thirty years and had lost all her skills, she would probably face the battle head-on. Li Qiushui was no match for her at all, and her skills were too profound. Zhang Jun was even worried that the Tianshan Tonglao had reached the realm of heaven and man. If it were the Yijin Jing, she would probably have to reach the realm that could only reach the Black-level Futu.

"No matter what, it takes ninety days for the Tianshan Tong Lao to return to his merits, and now it will take at least two months to recover. This is a good time for me to steal my master. These martial arts secrets are just right to learn from my strengths and weaknesses." Zhang Jun once again focused on these martial arts books, but this time, Zhang Jun used the Bing Xin Jue to enter an absolutely calm state of mind and constantly absorbed the knowledge and ideas from these martial arts books.

In fact, every martial arts and every martial arts secret book is the crystallization of the predecessors' hard work, and it is also the essence of a person's personality and thoughts. It is like the Northern Divine Arts. Although it seems to be a martial art that harms others and does not benefit oneself, it actually reflects the Taoist idea that it is great to be able to accommodate all rivers; or it is like the Yi Jin Jing that I have a spirit of who will go to hell if I don't go to hell. Therefore, the two versions of the Yi Jin Jing, the black-level Buddha and the white-level Buddha are not the same. The Yi Jin Jing version trained by Zhang Jun reflects the determination of Bodhidharma to fall into hell forever, so the last end is the black-level Buddha. And the other version does reflect a kind of self-sacrifice that if you want to ascend to the Buddha's kingdom, you must first go to hell, so you first enter the black-level Buddha and then enter the realm of becoming a Buddha in the White-level Buddha.

It is also said that if some martial arts realm are too high, or if the first generation founders reach a demigod realm, they can engrave their thoughts and ideas into this martial arts, so that future generations can invite the founder to engrave the Dharma image engraved by the great way of the void during the practice process, and enhance the power of this martial arts. Although they don’t know whether this is true or false, Zhang Jun is still immersed in each martial arts secret book and cannot extricate himself. From the operation, effect and function of each martial arts, they can clearly see the thoughts of the founders of each martial arts. There are the techniques of gradually conservative and steady progress; there are the evil skills of seeking progress between life and death; there are the poison skills of taking drugs outside and practicing medicine; there are also the Buddhist Zen skills that emphasize nirvana and only me are empty.

Each of these martial arts is a kind of thinking. Every time you look at it, it is a kind of collision of thinking. Countless sparks appear in Zhang Jun's mind. Gradually, Zhang Jun also falls into a state of forgetting things and forgetting oneself. Countless thoughts, ideas, and martial arts in his mind keep shining. This is an opportunity. This is also a very dangerous situation for Zhang Jun. If someone interrupts it, it is hard to guarantee that nothing will happen to Zhang Jun.

Fortunately, no one dared to come in at the instructions of Tianshan Tonglao. After all, these martial arts can easily allow some disciples with insufficient skills to practice like a demon. Because of insufficient skills, they will only cause exhaustion of essence and death. Therefore, without Tianshan Tonglao's personal consent, no one will enter here, which gives Zhang Juntian a great opportunity to practice and understand.

Time flies, time passes without realizing it, and the atmosphere in the entire city of Lingjiu Palace is becoming more and more serious. The 36 Cave Lord and the 72 Island Lord have a total of thousands of people. Even though hundreds of them were killed by Zhang Jun, they are just small minions. The main force did not lose much. When they tentatively attacked three times, they found that they almost entered the city, and the Tianshan Tonglao did not show up. This really made them sure that something happened to the Tianshan Tonglao. This was a god-given opportunity.

Then the matter was easy to deal with. More than a thousand martial arts masters directly launched fierce attacks again and again, and finally broke through the entire outer city of Lingjiu Palace. Even though the eight maids in Lingjiu Palace were very good at kung fu, they still seemed weak in front of the 108 cave masters and island masters who were masters, and could only fight to resist. They were killed and injured all the way until they arrived at the Lingjiu Palace Master Hall, closed the entire inner city gate, and kept the island masters of 108 cave masters out of the door. However, this was just a temporary measure, but they could only save everyone for a while.

"Now the sisters of the Juntian tribe have gone down the mountain to ask for help, but it is still a question whether they can come back. Now that the master is not here, what should we do? Sisters also have an idea." In the hall, except for the Nine Heavens and Nine Tribes of the Lingjiu Palace, the rest of the people guarded the last place here, except for the Juntian tribe in person.

"Hmph! What else can it be? In this situation, you can only defend the Spirit Vulture Palace to the death. Do you still have to surrender and betray the old master? Don't forget that your family members died in the war or were born to be abducted and sold to brothels. If the old master had not been kind and rescued from the dire straits, you would have been buried in the wilderness or become the fireworks prostitutes, how could you have been today?" An old lady with a face of about forty or fifty years suddenly spoke, which made the rest of her heart certain.

"Grandma Yu, it is not an exaggeration to repay our great kindness with death. But even if we die, we must keep our foundation, otherwise even if we die, it will be worthless. Now we only hope to be able to keep it for a longer time, and when the Lord comes back in the end, we will deal with these traitors." One of the Bixiu women holding the sword said suddenly.

"Well! Everyone doesn't need to worry. Even if these bastards kill us, the Lord will avenge us. Their life and death talisman cannot be solved. In the end, they will only live worse than death in the wail. Humph! And I want to see who can step past my old bone corpse today and enter the hall." Grandma Yu immediately shouted angrily, but it was like a heart-warming agent, which mobilized the morale of everyone in the hall, and they all put in enough strength to fight with each other.

At this time, the roar in the hall not only made the attackers outside the inner city hear it, but also woke up Zhang Jun who was immersed in martial arts. These days, Zhang Jun stole some food when he was hungry. He kept practicing in this martial arts field for no reason, and integrated every martial arts. However, Zhang Jun also knew his limits and knew that too much was not enough, so most of them improved their sword skills and evolved their own sword skills to practice Yijin Jing Zhen Qi and Jinzhong. However, Shaolin martial arts also progressed step by step, paying attention to water grinding skills. Although it was not as good as the skill was improved as if it was an enlightenment, the benefits were also obvious. He only needed to practice slowly to feel a little progress. Although it was weak, it was really progressing step by step.

"It seems that this has finally attacked?" Zhang Jun murmured. He didn't expect those people to attack so quickly. At this moment, Zhang Jun would take action from any angle. These days, from what these palace maids talk about, Zhang Jun also learned that most of the palace maids here have a rough fate. If they had not encountered war, they would have encountered natural disasters after birth and could not survive. In the end, they were rescued by Tianshan Tonglao to teach and learn skills. Zhang Jun finally looked at it that Tianshan Tonglao was not very ferocious.

The 36 Cave Master and the 72 Island Master seemed a little despicable and evil. In the first impression, Zhang Jun felt that they were not good people. In fact, Zhang Jun was indeed the truth. Before the Tianshan Tonglao, the 36 Cave Master and the 72 Island Master were indeed not good people. Although they were not full of evil, they were also evil or overlords. In the end, the Tianshan Tonglao came here to establish the Lingjiu Palace. These people came to provoke the door, and the result...of course it was very obvious.

"A group of ladies have not opened the door to surrender!" Feng Tiankuang, the owner of the Seventy-two Island Island, is a complete scumbag. Of course, the one who was punished by the Tianshan Tonglao was the most cruel. Now he finally hit the main hall of Lingjiu Palace, but he was the one who relieved his anger and arrogant one.

"Master Andong, we have been calling for so long, but these girls still don't open the door. Let's do what I said!" Feng Tian said with a raping smile to Master Andong with a normal expression. Master Andong frowned and looked around when he heard this. The rest of the people were not good people. Many people showed expressions that should be like this when they heard this, but made him sigh and wave.

Feng Tiankuang received a gesture and immediately said to everyone behind him: "Bring people up!" After that, the crowd behind him automatically made way. Under the gaze of everyone on the side, ten women in blue-clothed clothes were covered in blood and broken clothes came up. However, these women were wearing the costumes of Lingjiu Palace, which were the palace maids of Lingjiu Palace who were injured and captured along the way.

"What's going on?" Duan Yu, who was already full of confusion when he saw the killing, was even more confused at this moment, but Wang Yuyan, who was standing beside him, also looked at her cousin, "Cousin, what are they going to do?"

Murong Fu has experienced a lot and naturally knows what will happen next, but at this time he can only sigh and say, "I don't know."

"Listen to your people, you will be limited to half a cup of tea. If you don't follow us, we will kill a palace maid from Lingjiu Palace in less than half a cup of tea. Your sister's lives are now in your hands, it depends on your choice!" Feng Tiankuang laughed and shouted, with his internal force, the words spread throughout the Lingjiu Palace. The disciples of Lingjiu Palace who were knocked down on the ground suddenly struggled when they heard this.

"No! Sisters, don't listen to them, they won't..." The sound that came into the hall stopped abruptly, and then the sound of liquid squirting and the sound of body falling to the ground, which made all the disciples of Lingjiu Palace guess what was going on.

"Ah! Xiaoyue! No!" A crying sound suddenly came from the hall, and several female disciples burst into tears. The person who was killed outside was their good sister. They were still teasing together a few days ago when the crisis passed. How should we ask the Lord for leave and go out for a trip, but who knew that it would be a few days to be separated by yin and yang.

"Beast! It's just a bunch of beasts!" Grandma Yu was also furious. The wooden chair in one hand completely turned into powder under its internal force, but it was still difficult to describe her anger.

"Listen to the people inside, there is still half a cup of tea. If we don't surrender, we will kill two more!" As he said that, two screams suddenly came in, and among these two sounds, one of them was still very childish with a hint of terror.

"It's Xiaojing!"

"How could it be? Didn't she let her leave? She should have left early, how could she be arrested?" Xiaojing is nicknamed. In fact, she was brought back from outside several years ago by Tong Lao. When she came to the Lingjiu Palace, she was only eight or nine years old, but her whole body was covered with scars, and her eyes were completely silent. She seemed to be dead and said nothing, so everyone named her Xiaojing. When the Lord of the Thirty-Sixth Cave and the Lord of the Seventy-Two Islands rebelled, all those who were less than fourteen years old in the Lingjiu Palace were sent away. I wonder how she was arrested.

"Mr. Murong, these people are too cruel. Such a little girl wants to take action. Wouldn't you take action?" Duan Yu looked shocked and angry. The woman was beheaded by Feng Tiankuang just now. This bloody massacre made Duan Yu really angry. At this time, he wanted to stop her.

"Cousin..." Wang Yuyan also showed unbearableness and wanted Murong Fu to take action to save the others, but Murong Fu's face was so quiet that he was unexpectedly shook his head. Seeing this, Wang Yuyan felt sad, but she did not dare to go against her cousin's wishes and could only lower her head, as if she didn't want to see someone die again.

"Mr. Murong!" Duan Yu felt a chill when he saw this. Seeing the time gradually passing, Master Andong and Feng Tiankuang signaled his subordinates to hold the knife to the necks of the two women, especially one of them could only be called a little girl. However, at the age of twelve or thirteen, his face showed a hatred that was not in line with his age. There were blood marks on his arms and back, and his face looked extremely pale.

"Please, let Xiaojing go, she doesn't know anything at all. She is just a child!" The woman who was also held on her neck with the little girl was crying with a sad voice, looking around and hoping that others would let the little girl go.

"Sister Yanzi, don't ask them. Even if I die, the Lord will kill them, so that they will not be as good as death. They will fall into hell in terror." The little girl named Xiaojing smiled and looked at Sister Yanzi next to her, and then looked around with hatred and contempt. A group of martial arts masters felt a naked contempt and hatred in the eyes of this little girl, a group of cowards who only know how to bully women; a group of soft-boasting eggs who only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong; a group of rebel dogs who are only worthy of falling into the eighteenth floor of hell.

From her eyes, everyone seemed to read this meaning, and it made them irritate their anger. It was now, and a little girl was still qualified to look at us with this kind of eyes? Feng Tiankuang was the first person to show his hideous face. He kicked the little girl in the face and stepped on the ground, making a clanging sound.

"Half a cup of tea is up, and you won't surrender yet! Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" As he said that, he looked around, and at this time the group of people around him were also frightened by the girl's eyes, and immediately roared, wanting to start a execution.

Duan Yu looked at this scene, looked at the hideous faces around him, and looked at Murong Fu's silent and cold eyes. For the first time, he wondered if he had come to the wrong place and helped the wrong person. For the first time, he questioned how true Murong Fu, the hero, was. He made up his mind that even if he was besieged by everyone and despised by thousands of people, he would save them.

Just as Duan Yu was about to take off his sword energy, the moment Feng Tian raised his sword and was about to swing it, a sword energy visible to the naked eye outside the sky was like a meteor, leaving a white mark, straight through Feng Tiankui's forehead, and struck a sword mark on the ground, causing everyone's roar to abruptly end.

"A group of men and warriors do such things. They are really cowards and villains. I am not ashamed of you! Since that's the case, it's worthless for you to stay in the world. Let's become my dream power!"
Chapter completed!