Chapter 297 Great Terror

According to Feng Qingyang.

He and Zhang Sanfeng had three battles ten years ago.

Boxing, sword, internal force.

Two defeats and one draw.

Lin Chen nodded thoughtfully.

Apparently, Feng Qingyang and Zhang Sanfeng tied in swordsmanship.

This is not surprising.

You should know that Zhang Sanfeng created Tai Chi swordsmanship in his later years.

It can only be said that Feng Qingyang is a swordsmanship genius, while Zhang Sanfeng is a versatile talent.

"If there is anyone in the martial arts world who can get a glimpse of a higher level of martial arts, it must be the old monster Zhang Sanfeng."

Feng Qingyang gave a very high evaluation.

"Higher martial arts level?"

Lin Chen pondered for a moment.

According to Feng Qingyang.

Once the current martial artist reaches the late stage of Xiantian, it is difficult to go further.

It seems that the road ahead is blocked.

And this situation, Lin Chen asked and learned that it is an abnormality that has only appeared in the past two hundred years.

At least in the martial arts world five hundred years ago, there were martial arts masters above Xiantian.

According to ancient books, those who have reached this realm are no different from immortals.

Overturning mountains and rivers, all in a thought.

This innate realm is called the immortal on land, and above the innate is the level of the nine-day immortal.

Lin Chen was shocked when he heard it.

According to the law of development.

It is impossible for the later generations to be inferior to the ancients.

There are more martial arts geniuses now than in the past.

But even Feng Qingyang has been stuck in the late innate stage for twenty years, which is really strange.

This made Lin Chen involuntarily think of four words in his mind: cut off the connection between heaven and earth.

It is said that Huangdi deliberately cut off the road between the human world and the immortal world in order to cut off the influence of immortals on mortals.

Let the immortals not come down to the world at will to interfere in worldly affairs.

But the result is that the spiritual energy of the immortal world can no longer flow into the mortal world.

As time goes by, the immortal energy is exhausted, and it enters an era of human spiritual decline.

Is this the world of comprehensive martial arts?

Of course, this is just Lin Chen's guess, and it can't be taken seriously.

But for him, it is possible to get a glimpse of the realm above the innate.

Because Lin Chen is a man with a cheat.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the family column on the system panel.

You should know that once the descendants of the family inherited by Lin Chen step into the martial arts practice, he himself can get a tenfold increase in the cultivation of his descendants!

In other words.

If one of Lin Chen's descendants can step into the innate realm, he can get ten times the feedback!

So Lin Chen's way to become stronger.

That is to marry more wives and have children, and then let the descendants with martial arts talent embark on the path of warriors.

Ahem.

Back to the topic.

Lin Chen looked at Feng Qingyang and said calmly: "Thank you for Senior Feng's answer, but I don't know why you are looking for me this time?"

Feng Qingyang heard this and smiled awkwardly, and said helplessly: "After all, I can't hide it from Fellow Daoist Lin."

Sure enough, there is something else!

This Feng Qingyang is looking for me, not just for a drink and a chat.

However, with Feng Qingyang's character, he would not do anything deceitful.

So Lin Chen was very curious about why Feng Qingyang was looking for him.

And the next sentence of Feng Qingyang made Lin Chen interested.

"Does Brother Lin know about the Zixiao Kunlun Conference?"

"Yes." Lin Chen nodded.

"It's good to know, and I don't need to waste my breath."

Feng Qingyang smiled and changed the subject, "Does Brother Lin have any interest in going to Kunlun Mountain with me?"

Team up?

These two words flashed through Lin Chen's mind.

Thinking of what Xiao Zhao said before, the Zixiao Kunlun Conference is a martial arts event that happens once every fifty years, but he didn't expect that even a hermit like Feng Qingyang would be thinking about it.

But a person like Feng Qingyang should not go to Zixiao Kunlun Mountain for some rare treasures.

"So..."

Lin Chen's heart moved slightly.

Obviously, he was not the only one who thought that Zixiao Kunlun Mountain was a place left by the immortals.

Maybe... there is a chance to break through the innate realm hidden in the blessed land.

For an existence like Feng Qingyang.

There are thousands of enjoyments in the world, it is better to take a glimpse of the mysteries above the innate realm.

But what puzzled Lin Chen was.

Does Feng Qingyang still need to pull him into a team?

Feng Qingyang sighed when he saw the puzzlement on Lin Chen's face.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, don't you know that I went to the last Zixiao Kunlun Conference with my uncle in the sect."

That's right.

Fifty years ago, Huashan had not yet been in turmoil, and there were many masters in the sect who were stuck in the innate realm.

"But there is a great terror in the Zixiao Kunlun Mountains!"

Speaking of the three words "great terror", even Feng Qingyang's face showed a solemn expression.

The last time Feng Qingyang followed his uncle in the sect, he was just a rookie in the martial arts world, but at the second-rate realm.

But he remembered.

There were a total of five uncles in the innate realm who went to the Zixiao Kunlun Conference together that time.

However, only one person came back, and he was seriously injured. He died suddenly less than half a month after returning to Huashan.

The rest died in Zixiao Kunlun Mountain!

Hearing this, Lin Chen felt horrified.

Looking at the current martial arts world, five innate warriors can be said to be able to walk sideways.

But I didn't expect that they died quietly in Zixiao Kunlun Mountain without any ripples.

What's even more terrifying is that.

You know, Huashan alone lost five innate masters.

What about other sects?

Naturally, there are also innate masters going together.

But the results are self-evident.

No wonder even an expert hermit like Feng Qingyang wants to bring people together.

If he fights alone, he might not even know how he will die!

Lin Chen thought for a moment and agreed to Feng Qingyang's invitation, agreeing to accompany him to the Zixiao Kunlun Conference in one month.

Just when he and Feng Qingyang were discussing the details, Linghu Chong woke up.

What surprised Lin Chen was.

Linghu Chong is lucky.

Before I came here, I was in the middle stage of the first class, but now my aura is mellow and strong, and I can step into the acquired meaning at any time when the opportunity comes.

but.

The first time Linghu Chong woke up, he was not overjoyed at his great improvement, but instead stared intently at the Hou'er wine on the stone table.

Tsk.

Lin Chen laughed in his heart.

When Feng Qingyang saw that Linghu Chong was awake, he stopped talking about Zixiao and Kunlun.

Turn around.

"Boy, come and challenge me."

Feng Qingyang had a smile on his face, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and waved to Linghu Chong.

"ah?"

Linghu Chong's expression froze.

Don't mention anything else.

He couldn't get any benefit from Lin Chen.

Even Lin Chen was quite convinced by this person who claimed to be his master when he talked about the way of swordsmanship.

How can a small person like him fight against him?

Feng Qingyang frowned slightly when he saw Linghu Chong's dawdling, "You are a swordsman. If you don't even have the courage to draw your sword in front of your opponent, how can you be considered a swordsman!?"

Hearing this, Linghu Chong's expression was slightly stunned, and then he became solemn. He respectfully drew his sword and bowed: "Senior, please give me some advice."

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang just nodded, showing a childish expression.

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