Yuan Tianzun Chapter 91

  Chapter 91 Breaking the Sky

  Wu Yuan showed respect all the way, as if he respected himself as a teacher, but Zhao Baifan was keenly aware of the 'arrogance' in Wu Yuan's bones.

  Geniuses have arrogance!

  Zhao Baifan is determined to get rid of Wu Yuan's arrogance. A genius needs arrogance, but he shouldn't get carried away.

  She felt that the current Wu Yuan was a bit too much.

   "Wu Yuan, come with me." Zhao Baifan walked straight to the deeper part of the Martial Arts Academy. The roads here are all bluestones, extending in all directions.

  Wu Yuan kept up, and habitually wrote down the routes he saw.

  Suddenly.

   "Hehe, isn't this Senior Sister Zhao?" A slightly rough voice sounded, and then two figures turned around from a courtyard.

   "Si Longliang?" Zhao Baifan frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure flashing across his face.

  Although this expression was fleeting, it was captured by Wu Yuan keenly.

   "Si Longliang, one hundred and ninety-five people in Jiangzhou, belongs to the Hengyun Zongjun Military Palace, and is currently the teacher of Yunwu Palace..." The corresponding message appeared in Wu Yuan's mind.

  He has read "Jiangzhou People List".

"In the person list, when it comes to being the teacher of Yunwu Temple, Master Zhao is the one with the highest strength, followed by this Si Longliang." Wu Yuan secretly said: "Of the more than 100 Hengyunzong masters on the list, only The six mentioned are Master Yunwudian."

  Jiangzhou is vast, and there are thousands of first-class masters.

  Heng Yunzong has at least two to three hundred first-rate masters. After a little thought, Wu Yuan understood that not all of the eighteen teachers of Yunwu Hall can be included in the list.

  Whether it is Zhao Baifan or Si Longliang, they should all be the stronger ones among the teachers of Yunwudian.

   "Senior Sister Zhao, she looks unhappy early in the morning." A big man with a square face and a height of nearly 1.9 meters walked forward with a smile. He was tall and burly.

  He is Si Longliang.

  Compared to him, Zhao Baifan looks very petite.

   "Master Zhao." Si Longliang said with a smile.

  The short-haired boy following him saluted and said, "Master Zhao."

   "Wu Yuan, don't let others say that the apprentice I teach is rude and call him a teacher." Zhao Baifan said flatly.

   "Yes." Wu Yuan nodded, saluted and said, "Wu Yuan, I have met Si Shi."

  Si Longliang's face was slightly stiff, and he couldn't say anything.

  All along, he didn't like others calling him 'Master', which sounded like a 'dead corpse'.

   Therefore, most of the martial arts disciples call him 'Teacher Si'.

  As a fellow student, how could Zhao Baifan not know?

   It's just that the two of them didn't get along, and she wanted to disgust Si Longliang.

   Happily.

  Si Longliang was upset with a new disciple of Wu Yuan.

   "Oh? Are you Wu Yuan?"

  Si Longliang's face returned to normal, his eyes fell on Wu Yuan, and he said with a smile: "I've heard that you, like 'Hai Sheng', are specially recruited disciples, not yet fifteen years old, and have extraordinary talents."

   "Haisheng?" Wu Yuan glanced at the short-haired boy behind Si Longliang.

   Exactly.

  The boy also looked at Wu Yuan, and both of them instantly understood each other's identity.

   are all specially recruited disciples of the sect.

  However, compared to Wu Yuan's curious gaze.

  The short-haired boy was curious, but there was also a hint of provocation in his eyes.

  Genius, always unconvinced.

   "Senior Sister Zhao, these two little fellows are both specially recruited disciples, and they have just been admitted to the hospital. How about letting them have a competition?" Si Longliang suddenly laughed: "We are also equivalent to testing their actual combat ability."

  The words are high-sounding.

  But he has a small heart, whether it is Zhao Baifan or Wu Yuan, they all understand.

   Looking for a job!

   "Wang Haisheng, who just turned fifteen, already has the strength of a martial artist. He was admitted to the hospital yesterday. I heard that his single-arm fist strength exceeds 13,000 catties." Zhao Baifan laughed: "It's not bad."

   "Thank you Master Zhao for your compliment." Wang Haisheng looked proud.

  He was hailed as a 'genius' since he was a child, and he was pretentious. Even after entering Yunwu Palace, he was still very proud.

  Wu Yuan understood that Zhao Baifan seemed to be praising Wang Haisheng, but he was actually talking to himself.

   Fight against each other, are you sure?

   "Master Zhao, we still have something to do, let's go first." Wu Yuan said.

  Playing house with this little guy? I'm not interested.

waste time.

   "Hehe, Wu Yuan, don't be afraid, your strengths should be about the same. The entry competition is also equivalent to an assessment, and it doesn't matter if you lose." Si Longliang smiled.

  Zhao Baifan frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Come on, Junior Brother Si, we do have something to do, they are the same year, and there will be many opportunities to compete in the future."

   "It's so early in the morning, what's the rush?" Si Longliang asked casually.

  He had decided that Wu Yuan was afraid, and he felt quite relieved.

   Can't beat Zhao Baifan.

   But the disciple he taught can overwhelm Zhao Baifan's disciples, which also makes him a lot happy.

   "I don't want to live in an ordinary courtyard, I want to live directly in the courtyard, so I want Master Zhao to take me to Hengtian Pavilion for a try." Wu Yuan laughed.

   "Wu Yuan?" Zhao Baifan frowned slightly.

  She didn't want to say it.

  After all, she believed that Wu Yuan would lose, and she just wanted to teach Wu Yuan a lesson, but Wu Yuan said it on his own initiative.

   Once the news spread, Wu Yuan would only become a laughing stock.

   Not as expected by Zhao Baifan.

   "You, just getting started, want to enter the Hengtian Pavilion?" Si Longliang looked at Wu Yuan playfully, then at Zhao Baifan: "Senior Sister Zhao, are you kidding?"

   "Of course I'm not joking. Wu Yuan wanted to try it, so I let him know the difficulty." Zhao Baifan said lightly.

   "Mr. Si, what is Hengtian Pavilion?" Wang Haisheng couldn't help asking.

"Hengtian Pavilion is a trial place for the disciples of the martial arts academy. It has three floors. Generally speaking, it is not bad for the disciples of the lower court to pass the first floor." Si Longliang said lightly: "Most of the third-rate masters cannot break through. of."

  He said it to Wang Haisheng, and even more so to Wu Yuan.

   "It's hard for a third-rate master?" Wang Haisheng looked shocked.

   "Master Xie told me." Wu Yuan smiled and said, "Master Zhao, let's go."

  Hearing 'Si Shi', Si Longliang's face froze again.

   "Junior Brother Si." Zhao Baifan looked at Si Longliang's face with a hint of a smile: "Let's talk later."

   Immediately.

  She led Wu Yuan to the Martial Academy.

"snort!"

  A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Si Longliang's eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "Hai Sheng, let's go, let's go together and see how your Junior Brother Wu broke through the Hengtian Pavilion."

   "Yes." Wang Haisheng continued.

  He wasn't stupid, he immediately understood that his teacher wanted to see Wu Yuan's jokes.

  Wang Haisheng was also curious about the 'Hengtian Pavilion'.

   And saw Si Longliang and the others followed.

   "You did a good job yourself." Zhao Baifan walked ahead, glanced at Wu Yuan, and said softly, "Don't blame me for losing face."

   "Master Zhao, don't worry." Wu Yuan smiled lightly.

   "Oh?" A trace of surprise flashed in Zhao Baifan's eyes.

  She originally thought that after Wu Yuan knew the difficulty of Hengtian Pavilion, he would show embarrassment and worry.

   Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan remained calm.

   Are you confident? Or are you just pretending to be ashamed?

  Si Longliang and Wang Haisheng wanted to follow, Zhao Baifan naturally couldn't say anything, and the four came to the deep area of ​​the martial arts academy.

   This is a special 'testing ground' for the Martial Arts Academy.

  Hengtian Pavilion, although it is called a 'Geek', is actually three connected towers in sequence, and each tower occupies a huge area.

  Here, there are two martial arts disciples standing at the gate, as if waiting for someone.

   And they saw Wu Yuan and his group.

   "Master Zhao, Teacher Si." The two hurriedly saluted.

  Zhao Baifan and Si Longliang both nodded slightly and didn't ask too much. Obviously, disciples of Yunwu Palace often came to break into the Hengtian Pavilion.

   "A disciple is breaking in, Wu Yuan boy, you have to wait a while." Si Longliang pointed to the red card at the gate: "The green card means you can break in."

   "Thank you for reminding me." Wu Yuan said honestly.

  Si Longliang's face froze again.

"The three towers are the first, second, and third floors of Hengtian Pavilion." Zhao Baifan explained softly to Wu Yuan: "I let you pass through the so-called 'Hengtian Pavilion'. In fact, breaking through the first floor is Can."

   "As for the second layer? At least the strength of second-rate masters is required."

  Zhao Baifan looked at Wu Yuan, and said softly: "I didn't expect you to pass, hold on for a while, don't be too embarrassing."

   "Yes." Wu Yuan nodded slightly.

  Don't be too ashamed?

   "Master Zhao, what's that?" Wu Yuan pointed to the three huge stone tablets standing in front of the first tower, on which were engraved a lot of words, names, and detailed time records.

   "The first stele:

  Historical records: Fang Xia, fifteen years old and ten months old, in 3022 of the Tobu calendar.

  Contemporary record: Xu Hui, sixteen years and nine months old, in 3216 of the Tobu calendar. "

   "The second stele:

  Historical records: Fang Xia, seventeen years and nine months old, in 3024 of the Tobu calendar.

  Contemporary record: Xu Hui, twenty years old and eight months old, in 3220 of the Tobu calendar. "

   "The third stele:

  Historical records: Fang Xia, 21 years old and four months old, in 3028 of the Tobu calendar.

  Contemporary records: None. "

   Wu Yuan read it quickly, and already understood the meaning of the stone tablet in his heart.

   "Historical record, representing the youngest record in history to pass through the three-story tower."

   "Contemporary records refer to the youngest records among the current martial arts disciples who have passed the test of Hengtian Pavilion." Zhao Baifan said.

   "I've heard of Senior Brother Xu Hui. It is said that he has the strength of a first-class master, but he can't even pass the third floor?" Wu Yuan asked curiously.

  The martial arts test, so difficult?

   "I can't pass." Zhao Baifan said: "Of course, you, Senior Brother Xu, still have two years to go. Before leaving the teacher, there may be hope."

   Wu Yuan nodded slightly.

   In this way, ordinary first-class masters can't pass the third-level test of Hengtian Pavilion?

   "Who is Fang Xia on this record?" Wu Yuan asked.

  The historical records of the three-faced stele were all created by 'Fang Xia'.

  Twenty-one-year-old first-class master? Very powerful!

   "Fang Xia Patriarch."

  Zhao Baifan had a gleam in his eyes: "He is the strongest master in the history of our Hengyun Sect."

   "The strongest grandmaster?" Wu Yuan was curious.

"Three hundred years ago, the master of Shanyun Liyun Palace was the founder of the sect. But in the early days, we could only be regarded as an ordinary sect. Compared with today's Yuanhu Villa, it is weaker." Zhao Baifan said: "After all , At that time, my Hengyun Sect was unable to occupy the territory."

   Wu Yuan couldn't help but nodded.

  Three hundred years ago, it was the heyday of the Chujiang Empire.

   "The sect has been in decline for more than a hundred years, until Patriarch Fang Xia came out and revived the sect." Zhao Baifan said softly: "Not only did he break many records one after another, he even entered the local list at the age of 31."

   "He is the youngest grandmaster in Jiangzhou for five hundred years."

  Thirty-one-year-old Dibang Grandmaster? Even Wu Yuan couldn't help but praise him in his heart.

sharp!

  It should be noted that in this world, it is more difficult to reach the limit of the human body than in the previous human federation.

   One can imagine the talent of Grandmaster Fang Xia!

   "Fang Xia Patriarch, brought my Hengyun Sect to the top. Before he was fifty years old, he became one of the top ten great masters in the world."

"The royal family of the Chujiang Empire granted Fang Xia the title of 'King of the East River' and bestowed the four prefectures of Yunshan, Hengshan, Baihu, and Nanmeng as the eternal territory of the sect." Zhao Baifan said: "This is my Hengshan. When the clouds are at their peak."

  Martial art is called the clan, and the soil is divided!

  This is a proverb, but also a reality.

   "What happened next?" Wu Yuan asked curiously.

"Patriarch Fang Xia disappeared mysteriously when he was in his sixties. Legend has it that he entered the 'Xianjia Ruins' and died." Zhao Baifan sighed: "At that time, he was already ranked third on the list, and he was recognized as the most powerful person at that time. Grandmasters who hope to step into the 'Tianbang'."

  Disappeared in your sixties? Wu Yuan nodded slightly.

  At this age, to Grandmaster, he is still in his prime, not to mention aging.

   "Okay, about the deeds of Patriarch Fang Xia, you can go to the 'Book Collection Hall' afterwards to find out." Zhao Baifan said: "If you want to try how difficult Hengtian Pavilion is, then try it."

   "Yes." Wu Yuan nodded.

   At this time.

   "Boom~" The originally closed door of the first tower opened, followed by a figure in black flying out of it, and fell heavily to the ground.

  The door closed, and the red card turned into a green card.

   "Brother Tian."

   "Senior brother." The two martial arts disciples who had been waiting for a while hurried forward to help the black-clothed disciple who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.

   "Failed again." The young man in black shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Just a little bit, almost won!"

  The two disciples looked at each other.

  They naturally could see that 'Senior Brother Tian' had failed.

  If successful, it is impossible to be thrown out directly.

   "Master Zhao, I'm going." Wu Yuan said.

   Immediately, he passed the young man in black and pushed the door open.

Enter!

  The temple door is closed.

   "Who is he? I haven't seen it before!" A disciple was puzzled.

   "It seems very young, is it just a beginner?" Another disciple analyzed.

   "That is the disciple that your master Zhao is in charge of teaching. He has just started, and he is a special recruit. He is only fourteen years old and has a high talent. Don't underestimate it." Si Longliang said with a smile.

  Zhao Baifan frowned when he heard the words, and looked directly at the huge tower without saying a word.

  No movement came out.

   "Just getting started?"

   "Fourteen years old? I'm afraid I have just become a martial artist!" Several disciples were a little surprised: "With such little strength, how dare you come to the Hengtian Pavilion?"

  Si Longliang's smile became brighter and brighter.

   But soon, his smile began to shrink.

  Because, after twenty breaths of time, Wu Yuan has not been thrown out yet?

   "This kid, he couldn't have been hiding by the door and never participated in the assessment." Si Longliang muttered.

  Wang Haisheng stood aside, clenched his fists.

   Another ten breaths have passed!

   "Haven't come out yet?" One disciple was astonished.

   "It's almost time for me to persist?" The disciple in black was also surprised.

  His strength can be ranked among the top 30 in the House of Commons.

   "Oh?" A smile appeared on Zhao Baifan's face.

  In her opinion, as long as Wu Yuan persisted for more than 20 breaths, he would not be ashamed, and now 30 breaths have passed.

soon.

   Another ten breath time has passed!

   Now, the faces of the people outside the tower were a little shocked, but even more strange.

so long?

How can it be?

   "Senior Sister Zhao, you disciple, you were knocked out by the elder, and you are healing now." Si Longliang couldn't help but said.

  Zhao Baifan glanced at him.

finally.

   "Boom~" The long-closed door slowly opened, but to everyone's surprise, Wu Yuan was not thrown out.

   Instead, an old man in a white robe came out.

  Wu Yuan followed behind him. His body was disheveled, his eyes were extremely bright, and he seemed to have experienced a fierce battle.

  See this scene.

  If it is said that the disciples are still a little confused and do not understand the situation, Zhao Baifan and Si Longliang, who are the teachers of the martial arts academy, are looking at each other, which is a little unbelievable.

   Could it be?

   "Meet Elder Tian." Zhao Baifan and Si Longliang saluted respectfully.

   "Meet the elder." Many other disciples also saluted.

  It was only then that they realized that the person guarding the Hengtian Pavilion was actually an elder.

  Elder, must be a top expert!

   "Hehe, Bai Fan, are you Wu Yuan's instructor?" The white-robed old man breathed calmly and looked at Zhao Baifan with a smile.

   "Yes, elder, Wu Yuan just started today." Zhao Baifan said.

"Um."

   "You have to teach well, don't disappoint his talent." The old man in white robe looked at Wu Yuan again: "Boy Wu Yuan, don't slack off."

   "Thank you, senior, for your guidance." Wu Yuan said respectfully.

   Immediately.

  Wu Yuan walked down the steps and came to Zhao Baifan, looking very respectful.

  The old man in white robe didn't explain much, he took a step forward and came to the first stone wall, and saluted respectfully: "Fang Xia is here, this disciple is being rude."

   Phew~ A soft sword appeared in his palm.

   "Shua!" "Shua!" "Shua!"

   Wisps of sword light lit up.

  Pieces of gravel fell, and almost in the blink of an eye, a brand new stone tablet appeared in front of everyone:

   "Historical records: Wu Yuan, fourteen years and seven months old, in the year 3224 of the Tobu calendar.

  Contemporary records: Wu Yuan, fourteen years and seven months old, in 3224 of the Tobu calendar. "

   There was silence.

   Everyone stared at the words on the stele in dumbfounded, and then looked at Wu Yuan with a calm face, and couldn't believe their eyes.

  Fourteen years old, broke through the first floor of Hengtian Pavilion?

   "This!" Si Longliang's eyes widened, he instinctively couldn't believe it.

  However, Elder Arita personally verified that there is absolutely no possibility of fraud.

   "You?" Zhao Baifan also stared at Wu Yuan in shock.

   "Master Zhao." Wu Yuan smiled and said, "I told you that I will not disappoint you. I will break the records of Master Fang Xia one by one."

  Wu Yuan's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear.

  Si Longliang instinctively wanted to reprimand him.

  Fang Xia Patriarch, what kind of person is that? It is the belief in the hearts of countless Hengyun disciples.

   But his eyes glanced at the writing on the stone tablet.

  Wu Yuan's dazzling age made him not know how to speak.

   "Haha, Wu Yuan boy." The white-robed old man smiled and said: "Remember what you said today, disciple Hengyun, when the blue comes out of the blue and is better than the blue, I hope that I can see the day when you become a master."

   Say it.

  The old man in white robe flew into the tower, and the door of the hall was closed.

   "The elder will not be disappointed." Wu Yuan clapped his hands and said loudly.

   turn around

   "Master Zhao." Wu Yuan looked at Zhao Baifan with a smile: "I am now qualified to live in a single-family courtyard?"

   "Huh!"

  Zhao Baifan took a deep breath, looked at Wu Yuan, shook his head and said, "Wu Yuan, you kid, you broke the sky as soon as you entered the sect."

   "You are qualified."

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