OBS Chapter 365: Division of Kung Fu
Chapter 365: Division of Kung Fu
Chapter 365: Division of Kung Fu
He raised his right hand slightly, and his fingers flexibly pinched the magic formula. Suddenly, a layer of light appeared on the formation, and then a portal slowly emerged.
Wu Ming stepped into the portal without hesitation, and his figure disappeared in an instant. The portal also disappeared like a phantom after he entered.
After entering the formation, Wu Ming looked around and had a preliminary plan in mind. He decided to first open up his own cave on the mountainside.
He did it right away. He used earth-based magic and waved his hands continuously. The soil on the ground seemed to be given life and rolled automatically.
After a busy period, Wu Ming finally dug out a cave on the mountainside. Although it only had two rooms, it was more than enough for him. One was used as a reception room, and the other was dedicated to cultivation.
Thanks to the earth-based magic used, the excavation progressed exceptionally quickly. Before long, the basic structure of the cave dwelling had taken shape. Wu Ming rested briefly before beginning the final renovations and layout of the cave dwelling.
However, Wu Ming did not spend too much time and energy on other decorations and facilities. He simply made a stone table and stone bench in the reception room, and a stone couch in the practice room.
After all, for a cultivator, cultivation is the most important thing. He doesn't particularly care about these external things, as long as they can meet his basic living needs.
After the construction of the cave was completed, Wu Ming was not satisfied with it. After a short rest, he resolutely stepped on the flying sword and rushed towards the sect's Transmission Pavilion like a meteor.
After more than ten years of practice, Wu Ming has broken through to the foundation-building stage. However, the "Qi Refining Art" he practiced has reached its limit at this time.
For cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, this technique could no longer bring any benefits. Therefore, switching techniques became Wu Ming's top priority.
Fortunately, as a disciple of the sect, he does not need to worry too much about the martial arts techniques.
The inner disciples of the sect only need to go to the Transmission Pavilion and choose a martial arts method that suits them from the Transmission Elder.
In just two hours, Wu Ming arrived at the Transmission Pavilion. He gently sheathed his flying sword, paused slightly, and then slowly landed on the ground like a graceful crane.
Wu Ming stepped into the Transmission Pavilion. He originally thought that this place would be as bustling as a market, with people coming and going.
However, this place was completely different from what he had imagined. The Transmission Pavilion seemed quite deserted, with almost no one in sight. There was only a white-haired old man sitting in the center of the Pavilion, like an ancient mountain.
Wu Ming knew very well that this old man must be the elder of the Transmission Pavilion.
He quickly stepped forward, walked in front of the old man, bowed respectfully, and said loudly:
"Greetings to the Elder who teaches the skills. Disciple Wu Ming has come here to select a skill!"
Hearing Wu Ming's voice, the old man who had been sitting there as if he was in a trance suddenly came back to his senses. He slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on Wu Ming.
"Oh, you are a new inner disciple?"
The old man's voice was calm and gentle, but it carried a majesty that could not be ignored. The voice seemed to have traveled through time and space and rang directly in Wu Ming's ears.
Wu Ming quickly bowed and replied respectfully, "Indeed, I am Wu Ming, the disciple, and I pay my respects to the elder."
As he spoke, he presented his identity jade card with both hands.
The old man took the jade token and just stroked it gently. The jade token seemed to come alive and began to tremble slightly.
After a moment, the old man showed a look of understanding, and then handed the jade token back to Wu Ming.
"Although I wouldn't say that the techniques in my Qingyun Sect are as vast as the sea of smoke and smoke, they are definitely not few in number. I wonder if there are any techniques you're interested in?"
After handing back the jade token, the old man narrowed his eyes and stared at Wu Ming, as if trying to see his inner thoughts through his appearance.
Wu Ming's heart tightened. Although he didn't know why the elder who was teaching the skills asked this, he still calmed down and answered calmly:
"I have only just entered the inner sect and know very little about the sect's techniques. This time I came to the Transmission Pavilion to ask the elders for some guidance. If I can gain something, I will definitely repay you."
He thought to himself, since the elder asked this question, could it be that he wanted to ask for a favor from him?
After hearing Wu Ming's words, the old man who had originally squinted his eyes suddenly opened them slowly, like a long-sleeping lion being awakened.
Seeing this, Wu Ming subconsciously looked up and his eyes met the old man's.
What kind of eyes were those! Deep and mysterious, as if containing the endless stars of the universe.
Wu Ming only felt that his sight seemed to be sucked into a bottomless black hole, and in that black hole, countless bright stars were twinkling, like the brightest stars in the night sky.
Wu Ming's heartbeat involuntarily quickened. He was almost attracted by those charming eyes and immersed in the vast starry sky.
However, just when he was about to lose himself, he suddenly came to his senses and forced himself to look away from the old man's eyes.
"Hey, not bad!"
The old man seemed a little surprised by Wu Ming's performance. He just glanced at Wu Ming lightly and then looked away.
However, just this brief glance made Wu Ming feel a strong pressure, as if the old man's gaze could penetrate his soul.
You have to know that this old man is no ordinary person. He was just wandering in the outer space, comprehending the laws of heaven and earth, and improving his own cultivation.
At the moment he withdrew his spiritual consciousness, a trace of the rules of heaven and earth still remained on his spiritual consciousness.
Therefore, he kept squinting his eyes to prevent the disciples in front of him from accidentally looking into his eyes and becoming addicted to that powerful aura and unable to extricate themselves.
However, what was unexpected was that Wu Ming, the disciple who had just entered the foundation-building stage, mistakenly thought that the elder was asking for benefits from him, so he accidentally opened his squinted eyes.
At this moment, Wu Ming's eyes met with the elder's, and the two looked at each other.
The elder's heart tightened and he thought to himself that something was wrong. He thought Wu Ming was going to be obsessed with the remaining aura of the rules of heaven and earth.
However, they never expected that disciple Wu Ming could actually rely on his own abilities to break free from the remaining aura of the rules of heaven and earth. This action immediately caused the elders to be surprised.
"Boy, listen carefully. I will now briefly introduce the Qingyun Sect's skills to you!"
Seeing this, the elder lowered his eyes and stopped looking directly at Wu Ming to avoid him from looking at him again.
The elder collected himself, cleared his throat, and then spoke to himself, "Well, there are indeed some things you need to know about my Qingyun Sect's skills." His voice was a little low, as if he was recalling something.