: The Ninth Level of the Enlightenment

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night. What happened outside the Wu family’s mansion was seen by countless eyes. Unfortunately, only the person involved knew the inside story. However, even so, this matter still caused a lot of commotion, and in the days to come, it will definitely become a topic of conversation for people after dinner.

After talking to Wuchen, Zhang Yu returned to Cangkong Academy. The burlap bags and wooden boxes containing tens of thousands of martial arts and martial arts were sent to Cangkong Academy by Wuchen.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yu stood in the library of Cangkong Academy, looking at the martial arts and martial arts that were filled with bookshelf again, and felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

"Director Zhang, see, are there anything else we need to do?" Wang Tao, the butler of the dancer, asked respectfully.

Wang Tao didn't know Zhang Yu's strength, nor did he know that Wu Chen had become a student of Cangkong Academy, but he was very smart and knew that Wu Chen attached great importance to Zhang Yu. Before leaving, Wu Chen even dearly told him to obey Zhang Yu's orders, so he was very respectful to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu waved his hand and smiled, "No need, please bother you today, go back."

"Okay, goodbye to Dean Zhang." Wang Tao nodded, then turned around and said to the guards of the dancers: "Let's go."

After a while, Wang Tao and his guards left one after another, leaving only Zhang Yu in the entire library.

After watching Wang Tao and his group leave, Zhang Yu looked at the library again. Looking at the rows of bookshelf filled with martial arts and martial arts, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger, as if the lights of the library were all highlighted by the martial arts and martial arts.

Zhang Yu has counted the martial arts and martial arts he stole this time, including 11,000 low-level martial arts and 15,000 high-level martial arts; 2,200 medium-level martial arts and 6,100 high-level martial arts; 306 high-level martial arts and 696 high-level martial arts; 10 low-level martial arts and 22 high-level martial arts; 10 medium-level martial arts and 10 martial arts and 10 martial arts and 10 martial arts and 10 martial arts and 22 martial arts; 1 medium-level martial arts and 1 martial arts.

More than half of the martial arts and martial arts are originally from Cangkong Academy, and the remaining nearly half of the martial arts and martial arts are from Chenguang Academy and Yunshan Academy.

After a long time, Zhang Yu let out a breath, turned around, and walked up the stone stairs to the second floor.

Stopped in front of a row of bookshelfs, Zhang Yu carefully took down a martial art, and his eyes flashed with a splendor: "With so many mortal-level high-level martial arts, I should be able to modify the first nine levels of the martial arts." The sixth-level "Jiwu Jue" is very terrifying. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the nine-level "Jiwu Jue" is.

With excitement, Zhang Yu gently opened a martial art and activated the insight technique at the same time!

[Dry Pine Moisturizing Rain: All levels are of the highest level, with a total of nine levels, and you can practice up to the ninth level of the priming, with an average of 36 errors per level]

In addition to the "extreme martial arts" that Zhang Yu once practiced, this technique can be said to be the first medium-level technique that Zhang Yu saw!

Zhang Yu's eyes lit up: "36 mistakes are fewer than the 'extreme martial arts' I practiced before!"

It is worthy of being a top-level martial art. If you just pick it up, you will have so few mistakes!

After seeing the power of the top-level mortal skills, Zhang Yu was more confident. The fewer mistakes, the more correct ones there were. In this way, it would be easier for him to modify the first nine levels of "Jiwu Jue".

...

While Zhang Yu was busy modifying his skills, Wu Chen was not idle either.

At this time, Wu Chen stood alone outside a mansion. He quietly looked at the stone plaque at the door of the mansion, with two big words engraved on it: Deng Mansion.

Unlike the dancers, the Deng family has been rooted in the deserted city for hundreds of years, experienced countless winds and frosts, with rich heritage, and is full of ancient and heavy atmosphere, and has a wide range of positive aspects, which can accommodate thousands of people. In comparison, although the dancers are the first family in the deserted city, they lack the background and are small in number, and their residence is far inferior to the Deng family's residence. One house and one mansion, a slight difference is a thousand miles away.

In the night wind, Wu Chen stood outside the door of the mansion with a complex expression, with remembrance and sigh.

Wu Chen didn't wait long, Deng Beixiao, the head of the Deng family, hurried over and welcomed him grandly!

"I don't know if the dance tribe is here, and I have missed the opportunity to welcome you. Please forgive me." Deng Beixiao made a polite sentence, his voice was very hoarse.

Although the Deng family and the dancers fought hard in many industries, Deng Beixiao was very polite to Wu Chen, and there was no slight anger in his words, but instead he hid a trace of fear.

Looking at Deng Beixiao's white hair and his long-lasting appearance, Wu Chen felt an indescribable feeling in his heart: "Time is ruthless!"

How energetic Deng Beixiao was back then? His confidence and ambition to guide the country are still unforgettable to Wuchen. However, more than 20 years have passed, Deng Beixiao has matured and grown old, and he no longer has that kind of confidence.

Wu Chen sighed lightly, calmed down, and then smiled and said, "Class Deng, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I'm fine."

"Thank you for your concern to the leader Wu. Chief Wu, please!" Deng Beixiao didn't know why Wuchen suddenly visited the Deng family, but since Wuchen was here, he had to deal with it carefully.

Wu Chen glanced at the guards on both sides, then smiled faintly, and walked into the Deng family's mansion indifferently.

...

It was late at night, and most of the lights in the deserted city had gone out. Under the hazy moonlight, this lively city seemed to return to nature, silent.

The lights are still on in the Sky Academy Library Pavilion, and a shadow is reflected on the windows.

Zhang Yu was flipping through the martial arts tirelessly, not aware of the passage of time. His mind was immersed in modifying the martial arts and knew nothing about everything outside.

Time passes quietly, and the sun rises on the other side of the deserted city, and a ray of dawn illuminates the earth.

In the library, Zhang Yu could not see any fatigue at all, and his eyes were full of energy: "The modification was successful!"

The first nine levels of "Jiwu Jue" were finally completely filled with his efforts to make up for it.

Zhang Yu clenched his fists hard, and an unconcealed excitement surged in his heart. He had a premonition that after he practiced the seventh to the ninth level of the "Jiu Martial Arts" exercises, his strength would rise to another level!

After a while, Zhang Yu calmed down. When a "gurgling" sound came from his stomach, he realized the change of time: "Unclearly, it was already morning."

However, although he had been busy all night, Zhang Yu's gains were huge and worth it!

After shook his head, Zhang Yu poured out a few primordial pills from the gray cloth bag he carried with him, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them in large and small mouths. Although this thing cannot be eaten as a meal, it is quite useful to eat a few when you are hungry.

After swallowing a few primordial pills, Zhang Yu stretched his waist and put the skills he had read back to his original place. After doing all this, he slowly walked downstairs and returned to Xiangxi Xiaoju.

"Wang." As soon as 'Xiaoqiang' saw Zhang Yu, he barked excitedly, and his slender tail shaking constantly.

Zhang Yu threw a few primordial pills to it, then walked into the bedroom, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

The seventh-level exercise of "Jiwu Jue" is obviously more complicated than the first six levels of exercise. Zhang Yu took a considerable time to barely guide the mysterious power in his body to run for a Zhoutian. Fortunately, after running for a Zhoutian, the mysterious power started to operate on its own according to the running route of the seventh-level exercise, and there was no need for Zhang Yu to take the initiative to guide him.

In an instant, Zhang Yu's body was like a giant magnet, pulling the surrounding spiritual energy over!

It is no exaggeration to describe that crazy plunder as the word "brutal"!

A large amount of spiritual energy was sucked into Zhang Yu's body and was then refined, becoming part of the mysterious power in his body. In this process, his bones and muscles were also tempered, and his body became stronger and stronger.

While breathing, Zhang Yu successfully broke through the peak of the sixth level of Qixuan and reached the early stage of Qixuan. However, his cultivation did not stop at the early stage of Qixuan and the seventh level of Qixuan, but soared at an incredible speed. He was in the middle stage of Qixuan and the late stage of Qixuan and the peak of Qixuan and the seventh level of Qixuan...

After reaching the peak of Qixuan's seventh level, Zhang Yu not only did not stop practicing, but instead used the eighth level of "Jiu Martial Arts".

Sizzling!

The torrent of spiritual energy rushed towards Zhang Yu in a turbulent manner, and a storm blew around the entire Xiangxi Living House!

This storm was even more violent than when Zhang Yu practiced last time! It was like the stormy waves in the sea, and a little aftermath could sink a giant ship!

However, Zhang Yu, who was in the center of the storm, was as motionless as a mountain. The terrifying storm had no effect on him at all.

When Storm retreated, Zhang Yu's cultivation level was finally frozen at the peak of Qixuan's ninth level!

Zhang Yu's eyes opened, a flash of splendor flashed, and then disappeared. He took a deep breath, and there was a faint excitement on his face: "The peak of the Ninth Level of Qixuan!" In just a short moment, his cultivation level increased from the peak of the Sixth Level of Qixuan to the peak of the Ninth Level of Qixuan. Such a terrible speed, from ancient times to the present, I am afraid no one can do it.

Others practice, persist every day, and work hard every day. They have good talent, but they may be able to do it in three to five years. If they are not good talent, they may not be able to do it in three to fifty years. Even the top genius in the wilderness continent cannot be like Zhang Yu, like Zhang Yu, cultivate his cultivation from the peak of the sixth level of Qixuan to the peak of the ninth level of Qixuan in just a short moment.

This kind of cultivation speed is simply perverted!

"If I only talk about my cultivation level, I have already ranked among the top ranks in the deserted city!"

There are many cultivators in the desert city, but the highest cultivation level is the peak of Qixuan. Whether it is Wuchen, Linhai Cliff, or Luo Yueshan, there is only the peak of Qixuan's Ninth Level.

The barrier between the peak of the Ninth Level of Qixuan and the lower realm of Vortex is like a natural barrier, blocking everyone's way forward!

Therefore, Zhang Yu’s current cultivation level is enough to be comparable to those old guys who have practiced for decades.

"But my strength..." Zhang Yu was both happy and depressed, "I don't understand my strength either."

When his cultivation level is still at the peak of Qixuan's sixth level, he can easily kill the peak power of Qixuan's ninth level, and his combat power is definitely no less than that of the vortex realm power. Now his cultivation level has skyrocketed again, and his strength has also increased, so he can't figure out his strength.
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