The spring is cold and cold.
Jiangnan, Qiantang County.
Han Maofei stood at the gate of the city, watching the tall figure in a thin blue shirt approaching. He rubbed his cloudy and crystal eyes and cursed, "You brat, aren't you cold in so little clothing?"
A softness flashed in Li Zhige's eyes, and he smiled and said, "Uncle, I have mastered the magical skills. With the magical skills protecting my body, I won't be cold."
Looking at the wooden box in Li Zhige's left hand and then at the long sword in Li Zhige's right hand, Han Maofei felt depressed and said in a hoarse voice, "Junior brother, you can smile now."
Li Zhige turned to look at Shi Hongshi, "Hongshi, say hello to grandpa."
Shi Hongshi nodded obediently, grinned and showed his big front teeth, and sweetly shouted, "Hello, grandpa."
Han Maofei looked at the ferocious-looking little girl in confusion and asked Li Zhige, "Who is she?"
Li Zhige shook his head and said, "It's a long story. Master, please take Hongshi back to the Fist of Gods to settle down first. I'll go see Master and Senior Sister."
On the outskirts of Qiantang, the river is calm and there are no ducks playing on the river.
Li Zhige placed the Yitian Sword in front of his master's tomb and opened the wooden box.
He picked up the wine jar, patted off the mud seal, and sprinkled wine on the tombs of the master, senior sister, and several senior brothers one by one.
Returning to his master's tomb, Li Zhige knelt down, raised his head and took a sip of the remaining wine in the jar, and said softly, "Master, I haven't come back to see you for more than two years. You must be hungry, right?"
"This is the aged Nuerhong. My disciple brought it to you. You will definitely like it."
"Master, senior sister, and several senior brothers, take a look. I have picked off the head of the old nun, and I have also brought the Yitian Sword."
After taking a sip of wine, Li Zhige's Nine Yang Qi circulated crazily.
I avenged my master and sister, and the big stone that had been suppressed in my heart was lifted. Li Zhige was in a happy mood, and the Nine-Yang True Qi surged out of his body, and his Qi first penetrated the Rendu and Du Meridians.
Click!
A weak sound resounded in the body, and a membrane in the meridians seemed to be opened.
Ah~~!
Li Zhige roared loudly.
The sound waves spread out in circles, and water columns as high as a person's height exploded from the river.
call!
Li Zhige let out a breath.
The third volume of the Nine Yang Manual was completed, and he successfully entered Xiantian.
Since the beginning, Li Zhige has believed that the true energy was not pure enough and powerful enough, so he could not complete the third volume of the Nine Yang Manual and break through the Ren and Du channels.
Looking back now, I realize that breakthroughs in realm are closely related to state of mind.
After avenging his master and senior sister, Li Zhige felt happy and open-minded. His true energy changed with his mood, and then broke through the Ren and Du channels.
Li Zhige looked inwards with a deep heart, his Dantian was as deep as the ocean.
The Nine Yang True Qi travels in the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians, just like a great river circulating back and forth, endlessly.
The world changed in Li Zhige's eyes. Faintly, he seemed to see colorful spots of light floating between the sky and the earth.
Is this the innate realm?
Li Zhige shook his fist and laughed.
Once you enter Xiantian, you enter a new realm.
The true energy travels throughout the body, forming a great circulation. As long as there is still a breath, the true energy will continue to emerge from the body in an endless stream.
When the source of true energy is endless, there is no longer fear of group battles, and even thousands of troops cannot stop them.
After gathering his mood, Li Zhige lowered his head and looked at the tombstone.
Looking at his master's tombstone, then at the tombstones of his senior sister and several senior brothers, Li Zhige bent down and picked up the Yitian Sword, and said with a smile, "Master, senior sister, and several senior brothers, I'm leaving."
"When I come to see you next time, I will try to be the best in the world."
Return to the God's Fist Gate.
As soon as he sat down, Han Maofei couldn't wait to speak to Li Zhige and said, "You brat, I really belong to you. Now your reputation as the divine fist Li Zhige is known to everyone in the world!"
"If junior brother could see such a scene, he would definitely be laughing from ear to ear."
Li Zhige didn't answer. He fell into memories and remembered the stern and narrow horse face of Master Guo Qianshan. The long and narrow horse face was full of expectations for him.
For a moment, Li Zhige's eyes were covered with mist, and he murmured softly, "I promised Master that I would revitalize the Divine Fist Sect, but this level is not enough. I also have to open the door to teach disciples, so that the Divine Fist Sect's disciples can spread all over the world. , becoming a major martial arts school alongside Wudang Shaolin.”
Han Maofei shook his head, patted Li Zhige's shoulder, and said with tears in his eyes, "Good boy, that's enough. You've done enough. You've suffered a lot over the years, which is enough to comfort my junior brother's spirit in heaven. Go down first." Have a good rest, there is no rush to revitalize the Divine Fist Sect at this moment.”
Shi Hongshi raised her head, her nostrils pointed upward, opened her mouth to reveal her big front teeth, and asked Li Zhige, "Uncle Li, can I join the Divine Fist Sect and become the senior sister of the Divine Fist Sect."
Li Zhige was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Hongshi, you will be the leader of the Beggar Clan in the future."
Shi Hongshi thought for a while and replied seriously, "Uncle Li, actually I don't want to be the leader of the Beggar Clan. I just want to practice martial arts well and avenge my parents with my own hands in the future."
Li Zhige shook his head, "No. I promised your mother that I would help you regain your position as gang leader."
Seeing that Li Zhige disagreed, Shi Hongshi stopped mentioning the matter.
In the days that followed, Li Zhige didn't go anywhere and stayed at Shenquanmen to practice. He knew that he was still far from the best in the world.
You can’t be proud even when you step into the innate realm.
That Master Zhang entered the Xiantian Realm decades ago, and he doesn’t know where he has reached now. Compared with Master Zhang, his little effort is nothing.
It has been three days since Li Zhige returned to Qiantang.
On this day, Li Zhige was practicing martial arts as usual in the martial arts arena. As the wind roared from his palms, a red dragon was hovering over the Divine Fist Gate and humming.
Han Maofei wrapped himself in a thick cotton-padded jacket and sat in the hall, warming himself over the charcoal fire. He looked at the crimson dragon hovering over the martial arts field from a distance and marveled, "This brat is so lucky that he actually learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from the Beggar Clan. "
"With his current martial arts skills, there are probably not many people in the world who can match him. I don't know when he will be able to defeat Master Zhang and become the best in the world."
Li Zhige's meritorious deeds continued.
Shi Hongshi was not lazy either. She waved a green stick and fought with style on the other side of the martial arts arena, not caring that Li Zhige had learned another secret skill of the Beggar Clan.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a knock on the door, and an old and powerful voice came, "Is Master Li here? Tianying Sect Yin Tianzheng is here to pay his respects with his dog."
Li Zhige closed his hands, walked towards the door, and opened the heavy door.
In front of the door stood an old man with white eyebrows and slanted temples.
The old man is tall, his eyes are as sharp as a hawk, his nose is as high as a barb, and he exudes an intimidating aura.
Behind the old man was a middle-aged man in his early teens.
The man was as tall as an old man. He wore a white shirt with a small black eagle embroidered on his shoulders. He was holding a gift box in his hand, and his face was full of wildness and rebelliousness.
You don't need to ask Li Zhige to know that this is the father and son of Tianying Jiao Yin Tianzheng and Yin Yewang, Zhang Wuji's grandfather and uncle.
Behind Yin Tianzheng and King Yin Ye, there were two men with flattering smiles on their faces. One of them was Ma Wei, the leader of the Giant Whale Gang. Li Zhige had met him once.
The other one should be the chief helmsman of the Haisha Sect.
The Sky Eagle Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, and the Haisha Sect are the three major sects in Jiangnan. With his current reputation in the world, Li Zhige is not surprised that these people come to visit him.
Stepping aside, Li Zhige smiled at the leader Yin Tianzheng and said, "It turns out that Senior Yin, the White-browed Eagle King, has arrived. Please come in quickly."
"Master Yin, leader of the caravan, and chief rudder Yuan, please."
