Chapter 406 Protecting True Martial Arts

Different world!

At this moment, no matter whether they are in Huzhou in the west or in the East China Sea, whether they are Taoists, Buddhists, warriors, or ordinary people, they are all shocked by the vision in the sky at this moment.

The dense black clouds made people feel extremely depressed.

The next moment, there was lightning and thunder.

Countless thunderbolts rumbled down.

It was as if a hole had been punctured in the sky, and countless thunderbolts poured down from it, like a scene of annihilation.

At this moment, many hills in the different world were directly blown flat by the thunder, but fortunately, these hills were uninhabited.

These thunderbolts are like an air force, unleashing bombs on the sky, trying to smash the enemies hiding in the forest or under the bunker.

The sky above the mountain gate of Zhenwu Hall.

Thunder bursts.

At the bottom of the cliff, the clouds and mists rarely dissipated, and Lin Ye's figure was exposed just like that. Lao Shi, who was staying on Lin Ye's chest, couldn't help being a little shocked in his voice when he saw the vision in the sky.

"This is... God's punishment, is it because of Kid Lin?"

Old Shi wasn't sure, because he didn't know what Lin Ye was going through now. He had lost contact with Lin Ye since Lin Ye observed the fourth pattern.

"All disciples obey the order and withdraw from the mountain gate immediately!"

Just when Lao Shi was still doubting, the voice of that Martial Saint sounded from inside the gate of Zhenwu Hall.

Xu Liben was stunned for a moment when he heard his uncle's words, but he also sensed something was wrong in the sky, the rolling black clouds made even him feel palpitations.

The disciples of Zhenwu Hall didn't dare to be negligent, and they ran towards the foot of the mountain one after another. Fortunately, those who could stay in the mountain gate were all the elite disciples of Zhenwu Hall. empty.

Three miles away from the mountain gate, Xu Liben looked at his uncle and couldn't help asking: "Uncle, will the thunder fall?"

At this moment, the whole Qingzhou was thundering, Xu Liben naturally knew about it, and also knew that many hills had suffered disasters, but he didn't think that the thunder would fall on the Zhenwu Hall.

Because there is an uncle in Zhenwu Hall.

Wu Sheng can already compete with Thunder.

In the history of martial arts, there was a great-grandson of a martial sage who was born, and the day was also covered with dark clouds. Seeing that a thunderstorm was about to fall, in order to get a good omen for his grandson, the martial sage yelled three times and directly threw the dark clouds to the sky. The shock dissipated.

"My Zhenwu Hall should have this calamity!"

The Martial Sage of Zhenwu Hall had a complicated expression, but Xu Liben was stunned by his words?

Should there be such a catastrophe?

That is to say, the uncle said that when the thunder fell, it was right for the punishment of heaven to come to their Zhenwu Hall?

This is God's punishment.

Generally, to be punished by heaven, there must be acts of jealousy and resentment, but they are not in the Zhenwu Palace.

"Liben, can those exercises be removed?"

"According to the uncle's instructions, I have hand-copied a copy, and they have been moved to a safe place years ago. In addition, according to the uncle's words, all the ten disciples have also been sent out."

Xu Liben nodded and answered, his thoughts went back to not long ago.

At that time, the news that Lin Ye and Swordsman Xue had both stepped into Wu Sheng came back to Qingzhou, and the uncle found him and gave him an incomprehensible task.

Copy all the exercise books of Zhenwu Hall, transport them out of the mountain gate and hide them in other safe places, and at the same time select the ten most outstanding disciples and send them out of the mountain gate.

Xu Li didn't understand why the uncle did this. Such an arrangement is usually only made when the sect is in danger of being wiped out, but Zhenwu Hall doesn't have any big enemies, and now there is Lin Ye, the martial sage elder, Shouldn't the sect be more prosperous?

Could it be that there is some hidden and powerful enemy in their Zhenwu Hall who will seek revenge, and the uncle got the news in advance, so he made the layout in advance?

To Xu Liben's regret, although his uncle arranged for him to do this, he did not tell him the reason for doing so.

Now that the uncle asked about this matter again, Xu Liben felt a sudden shock, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

Perhaps, the current thunder is the reason why my uncle asked me to do these things earlier.

"Liben, this time will be my martial arts catastrophe, but even if this catastrophe is very difficult, my martial arts disciples can only bear it, and it will only suffer for my disciples of Zhenwu Hall."

Feng Buyao glanced at the disciples of Zhenwu Hall behind him, with a look of pity on his face, Xu Li didn't understand what his uncle said, but said firmly: "Don't worry, my disciples of Zhenwu Hall are not cowards."

"It's not a question of whether you're a coward or not. From today onwards, my disciples from Zhenwu Hall will have no breakthroughs in martial arts."

As soon as Feng Buyao said this, Xu Liben was stunned. The disciples of Zhenwu Hall had no breakthrough in martial arts. This... How is this possible?

However, Feng Buyao didn't explain the reason to Xu Liben, because at this moment, the first thunder finally fell from the sky.

It crashed directly towards the main hall of Zhenwu Hall.

The main hall of Zhenwu Hall collapsed directly under the terrifying thunder that was as thick as a bucket, and countless rubble flew across it. The statues of martial sages of the past that Zhenwu Hall had preserved for many years were reduced to ashes at this moment.

"Uncle!"

Seeing this scene, Xu Liben and the disciples of Zhenwu Hall's eyes turned red, but Feng Buyao just kept his face cold, clenched his fists tightly, and said: "Take the disciples and retreat ten miles away!"

"Yes, uncle!"

No matter how unwilling he was, Xu Liben could only do what his uncle ordered. He knew that there must be a reason for his uncle's order.

He is the Hall Master of Zhenwu Hall, and he is responsible for the safety of all his disciples.

"All the disciples of Zhenwu Hall obey the order and retreat three miles."

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As the disciples of the Zhenwu Hall retreated, all the buildings in the Zhenwu Hall had been destroyed by the thunder at this moment, and the thunder that had vented down did not recede just yet, as if they were looking for something. After half a sound, the natural thunder roared The sound is even worse, several times denser than before.

The disciples of Zhenwu Hall who were three miles away looked at the lightning and thunder in the sky, and their faces were all pale. Can human beings be able to resist such thunder and heavenly power?

Why did the punishment of heaven fall on their Zhenwu Hall?

Back mountain cliff.

On the sky, a thunderbolt crashed down, as if it had found some target, the thunderclap that gathered the entire mountain gate of Zhenwu Hall suddenly concentrated towards the cliff.

Even watching all the buildings of the sect being destroyed by Lei Ting was just Feng Bu Yao with a cold face, and when he saw Lei Ting moving towards the cliff of the back mountain, his expression changed suddenly this time.

The next moment, Feng Bu Yao's figure disappeared on the spot.

When it reappeared, it was already above the cliff of the back mountain.

Rumble!

On the sky, dozens of thunderbolts as thick as buckets also fell just in time.

"Uncle!"

"The Supreme Elder!"

Xu Liben and some Awakening Realm warriors who were a few miles away also saw Feng Buyao appearing above the cliff of the back mountain. With the vision of a Awakening Realm warrior, the distance of three miles is nothing.

In their eyes, the moment their grand elders appeared was exactly the moment when the thunder fell.

Thunder instantly obliterated their Supreme Elder in it.

Xu Liben and the others looked tense, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Feng Buyao was still suspended in mid-air when the thunder dissipated.

But before Xu Liben and the others were completely relieved, another wave of thunder came down at the next moment, and the number was doubled compared to the last time.

Once again, the light of thunder completely enveloped the sky behind the mountain. The extremely bright light of thunder made Xu Liben and others unable to see the situation there, and they could only pray for their uncle.

The thunder light dissipated, and the shadow of his uncle disappeared in the middle of the back mountain. Xu Liben's complexion changed drastically. Fortunately, after three breaths, Feng Buyao's figure flew into the air from below again.

It's just that Feng Buyao's body is shaking at this moment, obviously these thunders have caused him a lot of damage just now.

Martial saints, the physicality of martial arts is the ultimate, even ordinary thunder can't do anything about it.

But even martial saints have a limit to their physical strength. Xu Liben and the others knew very well that these thunderbolts were not ordinary thunderbolts, and any one of them could completely destroy all warriors in the Awakening of Insects Realm.

"Master, is this the calamity of my Zhenwu Hall you mentioned?"

On the mountain behind the cliff, Feng Buyan's face was pale, his eyes were fixed on the black clouds with constant rumbling sound in the sky, but there was no trace of fear on his face.

He is an orphan, and it was his master who brought him back to the mountain gate and became a disciple of Zhenwu Hall.

Among the same group of disciples at that time, he was not the best, but the master did not give up on him, but took good care of him. Because of this, in his heart, Zhenwu Hall was not only his teacher, but also his Home.

But later his martial arts talent was revealed and he stepped into the Dzogchen Shocking Realm, but his master came to the end of his life. Before leaving, the master left him alone and asked him a question.

"If one day in the future, you are asked to sacrifice, you will be treated like a family of Zhenwu Palace, would you be willing?"

"Master, even if I die, I will not sit back and watch this happen."

Feng Buyao didn't expect his answer to make the master's face show anger, and he even forcibly propped himself up from the bed, and said firmly to him in a tone never before: "Bu Yao, remember, if there is such a For a moment, not to mention the destruction of the gate of the Zhenwu Hall, even if all the disciples of the Zhenwu Hall are dead, you still have to protect the back mountain cliff for me."

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Feng Buyao remembered the words of his master before his death, and only then did he realize that there was a mission in their Zhenwu Hall, but only the strongest in the Zhenwu Hall were eligible to know.

Before him, the master of Zhenwu Hall was the most powerful, and after the master got old, he was the number one person in Zhenwu Hall. This secret mission was told to him by the master.

The patriarch of the Zhenwu Temple established the mountain gate here not only because he obtained the inheritance of martial arts from the Zhenwu Chuangong Wall, but also because of the more important mission of protecting the true inheritors of the Zhenwu Chuangong Wall.

One day in the future, if someone can observe the fifth painting, and at that time, if the thunder falls, all the disciples of Zhenwu Hall will try their best to prevent the thunder from falling, and it will take a moment to stop it.

This is the mission of the disciples of Zhenwu Hall.

This mission was passed down from his master, but fortunately, Zhenwu Hall has never encountered such a situation after thousands of years, Feng Buyao thinks that he probably won't have to make such a difficult decision in his life.

But when the news came that Lin Ye went into the cliff to observe the true martial arts transmission wall last time, and also stepped into the martial arts saint, Feng Buyao's heart tightened. It fell on him.

But after all, he couldn't do what his master said, and let all the disciples of Zhenwu Hall die for it. For this reason, he asked his nephew to copy the martial arts skills of Zhenwu Hall and save them in another place, and sent ten potential disciples The disciples of Zhenwu Hall were sent out.

He wants to leave some sparks of hope for Zhenwudian, at least in this way, Zhenwudian still has a chance to rise in the future.

As for the nephew and the disciples of Zhenwu Hall who were retreating a few miles away at the moment, Feng Buyao looked back at them with a look of guilt in his eyes.

But the master said that this is the mission of the disciples of Zhenwu Hall.

Even, the reason why the sect rules of Zhenwu Hall are very loose on the discipline of disciples is also because of this secret mission.

Most of the disciples of Zhenwu Hall are rebellious, and there are also quite a few who bully the weak, but Feng Buyao doesn't care, and it is because of his connivance that Zhenwu Hall's reputation in Qingzhou is not very good.

But that's the reason for his connivance. These disciples don't know that one day they will be forced to sacrifice, so what if they enjoy some special treatment.

After all, they were sacrificed for the martial arts of the world.

Feng Buyao deeply remembered his master's last words.

"Buyao, the mission of my Zhenwu Hall is not for the Zhenwu Hall itself, but for the martial arts of the world. If I can't keep the cliff behind the mountain, the world's martial arts will fall into a slump from now on. Then every disciple of my Zhenwu Hall is a Martial arts eternal sinner."

"True Martial Ancestor Seal!"

Feng Bu Yao withdrew his thoughts, all these memories just flashed in his mind, facing another thunder that was about to fall, Feng Bu Yao started to seal his hands.

This is a martial handprint that only he can know in Zhenwu Hall.

As his handprints changed, Xu Liben and others far away at the foot of the mountain only felt a pain in their chests, and many disciples even spurted out a mouthful of blood. It felt like something was being pulled out of my body.

At this moment, they found that their blood energy was passing away, and their realm was actually declining.

"From today onwards, my disciples of the True Martial Palace will never make any breakthroughs in martial arts."

Xu Liben looked at the panicked expressions of the disciples around him, but he recalled the words of his uncle in his mind.

He seemed to understand.

Looking at the many disciples behind him with a wry smile, Xu Liben suddenly shouted: "My disciples of the Zhenwu Hall listen to the order, sit down cross-legged, gather energy in the chest, the thunder is going to destroy my Zhenwu Hall, and the Supreme Elder needs our help."

After finishing speaking, Xu Liben took the lead and sat down cross-legged, while the other disciples of Zhenwu Hall heard the words of their head, the panic on their faces dissipated, and they sat down cross-legged.

In their eyes, Grand Master Uncle is invincible.

Although I don't know what happened at this moment, but since the head of the sect said that it was the Grand Master who was a member of the Zhenwu Palace in order to guard the gate, they naturally wanted to advance and retreat together.

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There was a crack in the space, Bai Jinye looked deeply at Lin Ye, and said sharply, "Lin Ye, ask again, are you sure this is your choice?"