Chapter 889 The Prototype of the Tenth Style!

Reading.

One book.

Two books.

Three books.

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At the end of reading "Soul Arts", even the rare Eight Realms Secret Arts of the soul were read, which made Chu Xun's eyes light up. His soul defense methods were still stuck in "Soul Stars". Now he relied more on his own will, but this "Soul Arts" made his eyes bright.

But in the end, he didn't delay here. He knew the goal this time, and he must practice the tenth style. Inspired by the golden scroll, he had seen the prototype and complete path of the tenth style, and reading this Sutra Pavilion was just to better improve it and make the tenth style more abundant.

"Dragon God Art"

"Ten Directions Painting"

"Chess Saint Decision"

"Purple Star Taihao Decision"

One book after another, he didn't know how long he had been reading it. He just felt that he had accumulated a lot of knowledge and needed to settle it, remove the dross, and leave only the essence. He sat cross-legged and fell into deep thought.

The outside world was also passing by very fast. There were also people guarding the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion who exclaimed: "I remember that Fellow Daoist Chu has been up there for a thousand years. Did he read that long this time?"

"I envy you. Don't say that we are not qualified to step into the top floor for a thousand years. Even if we read the huge scriptures, we can't bear it. Each of them is the concentrated essence of the Eight Realms in this life. How can it be so easy to comprehend!"

"I am afraid that when Fellow Daoist Chu comes out of retreat again, it will be a brand new world!"

They secretly envy that now all the resources of the Taoist Academy are tilted towards Chu Xun. As long as the Taoist Academy has what he needs, he can read it. The scriptures on the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion are the best example. They can be read unconditionally.

...

"Too complicated!"

The top floor.

Alone.

Chu Xun, dressed in a green shirt, slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes regained their coldness. He read too many Eight Realms classics at once, and his involvement was too complicated. Even he spent nearly a thousand years to sort them out again. He set his eyes on the previous sword classics and read them again.

"Thirteen Classics of Sword Dao"

"Taibai Sword Classic"

"Bai Geng Sword Jue"

"Tianshui Sword Art"

These are the twenty scriptures that Chu Xun has read. After going through other huge scriptures, reading them again gives him a completely different feeling, as if he was confused when he read them before. Now, he has come to the point of understanding. Among them, "Bai Geng Sword Jue" has brought incredible inspiration.

"The tenth style... can be improved!" Chu Xun whispered to himself. As he closed his eyes, he stopped reading these scriptures and books, and immersed himself in perfecting his tenth style.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

...

In the blink of an eye.

It has been three thousand years since Chu Xun returned to the Taoist temple. Outside the Taihang Taoist temple, a shadow-like figure frowned and murmured, "Will this kid not come out after hiding in there?"

A trace of depression was born in his heart. As the owner of the Wanjie Building, 'Shaxiong', it was easy to assassinate a kid who had just broken through the seventh realm. He did not take it seriously. The only trouble was that this kid had a powerful background, and the two vice presidents were willing to be his protectors.

If he was killed, it would be even more fussy than assassinating the disciple of the founder of the Zuxing Taoist sect. But the money given by the Feng family ancestor was too much, so much that he could not refuse it. Besides, it was okay for others to be afraid of the Taoist temple, but what was there to be afraid of as the downtrodden 'Wanjie Building Owner'?

He was already on the wanted list of the founder of the Zuxing Dao Sect, and he had long been unable to survive in the Taihang Dao Domain. This time he came back because he had re-established a force in the outside world. He missed his hometown, the Taihang Dao Domain, so he came back to take a look. Who would have thought that he would encounter this incident? He killed Chu Xun as planned and left the Taihang Dao Domain immediately.

Even if the Taihang Dao Domain was furious, it could not catch him. The outside world was truly vast and boundless. The Taihang Dao Domain was, after all, a piece of pure land created by the Taihang Dao Zun. In such a vast land in the outside world, he even saw the opportunity and opportunity to break through the Eight Realms. Even if there was no Zuxing Dao Sect ancestor, he was not willing to stay.

"Too timid, I have a grudge against the ancestor of Zuxing Dao Sect. Staying one more day will increase the risk. I have to think of a way to force him out!" The owner of the Wanjie Tower, Shaxiong, thought silently.

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...

"Boo~!"

Secluded for many years.

Walked out of the Sutra Pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, I'm Lan Hua. We've met before!" An old man in white with long hair and beard greeted with a smile, and said, "I've been in charge of the Sutra Library for 70,000 years, and I'm one of those who have witnessed the rise of Fellow Daoist Chu!"

"Oh!" Chu Xun was relieved. He remembered that five Seventh Realm masters came when he was preaching, and Lan Hua was one of them. He also had a good impression of the other party who had been in charge for 70,000 years. He was also in charge of the Sutra Library back then. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Fellow Daoist Lan Hua!"

"In a few days, there will be a small gathering among the Seven Realms to discuss the Dao with each other. Fellow Daoist Chu must be there. Many of our fellow disciples have only heard of him but have not seen him yet!" Lan Hua said with a smile.

"Maybe there's no time!" Chu Xun hesitated, then said: "But when I make time, I will definitely invite you all to a gathering!"

Lan Hua was also stunned. Normally, no one would refuse. The Seven Realms also had their own small team, especially since they were all fellow disciples of the Taoist Academy. There were not many people, so it was reasonable for them to know each other. Besides, his face was more than just this little time. But Chu Xun's subsequent words also made his expression slightly relieved, and he nodded and said: "Then wait for another day!"

"Okay!"

Looking at Chu Xun leaving, Lan Hua also frowned slightly. As for the small gathering in a few days, it was naturally gone. If Chu Xun agreed, he would naturally invite fellow Taoist friends, but Chu Xun refused this small gathering, so there was no need to invite.

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Chu Xun, who left the Sutra Library, also groaned slightly. He naturally knew that Daoist Lan Hua's invitation was a favor to him, but if nothing unexpected happened, he would be very busy in the next few days, and even very fulfilled for a long time.

"Pop!"

Come to the backyard.

Close your eyes slightly.

Slowly cut out a sword!

The prototype of the tenth style!

"Buzz!"

Endless waves rolled and surged, and the seven realms in the Taoist temple were shocked. Lan Hua naturally looked at it first, and saw an endless wave rolling in the clouds behind the Taoist temple. He was surprised at first, and then stared at Chu Xun's realm, his scalp numbed and said: "Late seventh realm?"

Before he had time to be shocked by the realm, he was shocked by the terrible sword energy again. Feeling the residual power of the sword for a long time, he couldn't break free. He was quite shocked and said: "This Chu Daoyou is too amazing. It is said that he will become an eighth realm in the future, but why do I feel that the eighth realm is not his limit?"

When he looked again, he saw Chu Xun sitting cross-legged and practicing, slowly strengthening his life body with the help of spiritual liquid. He couldn't help but show admiration. Just now, he was a little unhappy, thinking that Chu Daoyou was too arrogant. Can't you spare a little time to face them? Now it seems that he really can't spare it~!