Martial Arts Fusion: Starting from the Head of a Clan

People in the Zhou Dynasty whispered to each other.

The son of White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, the second-ranking figure in the Tianying Sect.

When Zhang Wuji saw King Yin Ye appearing, his eyes were slightly excited, but he did not step forward to acknowledge him.

"Is the Sky Eagle Cult going to intervene?"

Master Miejie frowned slightly.

The surrounding Sky Eagle cultists were all holding strong bows and crossbows, and a faint blue light could be seen on the arrows, which was obviously quenched with poison.

She wasn't afraid.

But each faction has a large number of innate warriors.

"The road is uneven and everyone tramples on it! Our Tianying Sect comes from the Ming Sect. Although there are ideological disputes, we are still a family after all! If Master is not convinced, how about I take over the third palm." King Yin Ye said proudly .

He is not as good as a master, but he is just trying to polish himself in the innate realm and condense the second flower.

With his talent, it is not difficult to break through the Grandmaster.

Confidently, it would not be a big problem to receive a palm from Master Mie.

Tian Ying teaches everyone to put arrows on the bowstring. If there is anything wrong, hundreds of arrows may be fired at once.

"Hmph! See you at the Bright Summit!"

Master Miejie waved his sleeves and led the disciples directly to Guangmingding.

Kunlun, Huashan, Wudang and others followed suit.

Shaolin, which has the strongest overall strength, has not yet arrived, so it is not an opportunity for a decisive battle.

Suddenly, a colorful firework soared into the sky from the top of the light.

King Yin Ye's expression changed: "This is a signal for the Ming Cult to gather. Let's go to Guangmingding quickly!"

The large forces of the Sky Eagle Sect all evacuated.

Zhang Wuji wanted to follow him, but there was no suitable reason.

As an outsider, if he wanted to reach Guangmingding, he could only do the same as the six major sects and fight up.

The Wudang Clan is my family, and the Mingjiao is half of my mother’s family!

It is not his wish to be an enemy of any party.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

When I was practicing in the valley, I discovered a secret passage leading down from Guangmingding.

At that time, he was afraid of being discovered, so he withdrew.

I can’t care so much anymore.

Zhang Wuji bowed his hands towards Jiang Feng: "Brother Jiang, I'm going to Guangmingding. See you later?"

Jiang Feng asked: "Are you planning to fight with the six sects?"

Facing his savior, Zhang Wuji no longer concealed anything: "I know a secret passage that leads directly to Guangmingding."

Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, he must be the son of luck!

"Shall I come with you?"

Zhang Wuji looked surprised, "I wish I could have it!"

The two of them turned around and passed through a dark valley.

Zhang Wuji pushed aside a bush of weeds in the valley, and a stone gate with traces of time appeared faintly.

There is a metal wheel mechanism next to the stone door.

Zhang Wuji stepped forward and turned the wheel with his hand, and the stone door opened to one side with a loud bang.

It's quite dark inside the stone door, and you can't see even if you stretch out your hand.

Both of them are innate masters with extraordinary eyesight and are not affected by darkness.

"Brother Jiang, let's go in!"

Zhang Wuji entered the stone gate first.

Walking into the stone gate, it is about twenty or thirty feet.

A series of steps appeared in front of me.

Like a ladder to heaven, it goes straight to the top.

The entire mountain was hollowed out.

Jiang Feng nodded. Without Zhang Wuji, it would have taken months to find this place.

The two of them headed up.

After one stick of incense, we were almost reaching the top of the mountain, and the interior of the mountain suddenly became flat.

What I saw: There were hundreds of black balls arranged neatly on the ground, and a lead connected these balls.

"Brother Jiang, this is gunpowder!"

Zhang Wuji's expression changed drastically.

Once hundreds of balls as thick as buckets explode, the entire Bright Summit will be reduced to ruins.

Jiang Feng secretly thought: This should be arranged by Cheng Kun.

The six major sects and other Jianghu people went to Guangmingding. With a little gunpowder, both sides would definitely suffer heavy losses.

The people in the world will blame the Mingjiao for this.

By then, there will be no place for Mingjiao in the entire Ming Dynasty.

"Brother Jiang, what should I do?"

Zhang Wuji was anxious.

There is no water source here, and it is a closed space.

Even if the gunpowder is broken, it will not help.

Just light a fire and it can still explode.

"It doesn't matter!"

Jiang Feng smiled and put all the gunpowder into the storage ring.

Zhang Wuji looked envious, "Fortunately, Brother Jiang is with me. Everyone at Guangmingding owes Brother Jiang a favor!"

Jiang Feng reminded: "This matter was not done by the Mingjiao. Someone wanted to frame the Mingjiao!"

Zhang Wuji just lacks some experience in the world of martial arts, and he is not stupid.

I instantly understood the consequences of this matter.

The top leaders of Mingjiao are all on top of Guangmingding.

Even if there is a war, gunpowder will not be buried here.

Someone must want to ignite the gunpowder and blame Mingjiao.

"Brother Jiang is right. I don't know which thief has such a vicious heart!" Zhang Wuji had an indignant look on his face.

"This matter will eventually come to light!"

Jiang Feng didn't tell him the answer, but pointed to the stone chamber in front of him and said, "Let's go and have a look at that stone chamber to make sure we don't miss anything!"

Yang Dingtian should be in retreat in this stone room.

Zhang Wuji responded to everything.

The two pushed open the stone door, and the room was about one foot long and wide.

There was a futon in the center of the room, and a shriveled figure sat cross-legged on the futon, with his head lowered and his face unclear.

"Brother Jiang, this person has been dead for some years!"

The person on the futon has no breath at all.

"Looking at the clothes on his body, he must be Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Ming Cult!"

The higher the cultivation level, the longer the body can be kept.

Yang Dingtian was a master, so it was not unusual for his body to be preserved for twenty or thirty years after his death.

Zhang Wuji looked surprised. Yang Dingtian had been missing for ten years, and unexpectedly died in the Guangmingding secret passage.

He looked over the body.

There were dried blood stains in Yang Dingtian's seven orifices, and Zhang Wuji asserted: "He died because he was obsessed with the devil!"

Immediately, he curiously picked up a secret book in Yang Dingtian's hand, with the words "The Great Shift of the Universe" written on the cover.

"Brother Jiang, look first!" Zhang Wuji smiled coquettishly. []

Jiang Feng took the secret book and flipped through it.

"The Great Shift of the Universe" is not a Kung Fu method, but a method of cultivating energy and exerting force.

It has the functions of developing human body strength, copying the opponent's martial arts, creating flaws, accumulating strength, pulling and moving, and converting Yin and Yang Qi.

It is somewhat similar to the concepts of Nine Yin Manual, Xiao Wuxiang Gong, Dugu Nine Swords and Tai Chi Magic Gong.

Jiang Feng had never seen other magical arts, and he roughly guessed that there should be similarities among them.

Collected by the system, the seventh level of "The Great Shift of the Universe" was instantly understood.

There are seven levels in total of the Great Shift of the Universe, and each time you advance to one level, the effect is doubled.

When Jiang Feng activated the "Great Shift of the Universe", the power his physical body could use only doubled, not seven times.

He understood why.

Because he has practiced god-level skills, he has developed himself to the limit of almost every realm.

It has already exceeded the strength that should be expected in the same realm.