"...There is no other way to the path of martial arts, only fighting... The Dao is born, the initial force of martial arts is stored in the five inches below the abdomen, which is the force seed. The seed generates virtual force, which is moved throughout the body, gathered in the essence and blood of the forehead, and the heat is scattered on the top of the head. The first cycle of the heavens requires a few hours of concentration, and half a day to master it. Condensing and circulating thousands of cycles of heavens, turning the virtual into the real, it will become the initial force of martial arts. However, practicing martial arts, exerting its force, it is unstoppable, and you will become a martial arts master." Camden held the "Wu Xuan Shen Jing" and recited loudly, with clouds flying around him, and his mind had sunk into his abdomen, dragging out fragments of martial arts power from the five inches below the abdomen, slowly condensing, and leading it upwards. However, when passing the hidden image, Camden's heart moved slightly, and he released the two rare innate essences by magic, letting them also flow along the twenty rivers. However, those scattered Dao forces were like huge rocks weighing thousands of pounds. No matter how the mind dragged, it remained stable. It took a long time to move forward an inch.

"It seems that my body is not used to these Dao forces. The scriptures say that it takes at least half a day to circulate the Zhoutian for the first time. Now it is not very safe in the sky. It is better to find a stable place to condense these martial arts forces after calming down." Camden opened his eyes and talked to himself. Just as he was about to sit down, his face suddenly changed and his mouth opened wide. It was unexpected changes that happened in his body.

At the moment when Camden withdrew his mind, the innate essence in his body was no longer restrained and flowed along the original "river path". What Camden didn't expect was that only a small part of the Dao forces returned to the five inches below his abdomen, and the rest was actually divided into two groups, attached to the two streams of essence and flowed to twenty "rivers".

"What's going on? This martial arts power is mixed with the innate essence. There has never been such a precedent in the books I have read... Well, since this innate essence is so useful, let's give it a try." Camden's head was buzzing. He stabilized his mind and dispelled the uneasiness. He gritted his teeth and put his body into a three-in-three-out posture according to the pictures and texts on the "Xuanwu Nerve". His muscles and skin trembled slightly in the wind. His clothes were blown close to his body by the wind, and two strange lines emerged from them, sliding like snakes. At first it was very slow, about half an inch in the blink of an eye, but when they jumped behind him, they suddenly accelerated and flowed to his heels in the blink of an eye. In a cup of tea, the two streams of essence carrying the power of Tao flowed along the twenty "rivers" for a week. Camden suddenly opened his eyes, and the short light of light disappeared as soon as it appeared. He exhaled a long breath of air as white as satin, which was broken and dissipated in the fierce wind after a long time. Although Camden was sweating profusely, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his whole body seemed to be filled with endless strength.

"Ha!"

Facing the strong wind, Camden's long hair fluttered, his eyes seemed to flash with lightning, and he punched with all his strength. A strong wind gathered from his fist and forcibly opened up the thick clouds and high-speed wind in the sky, but the wind force on his fist had not yet dispersed. Camden felt that he had never been so full of strength before. Those Taoist forces turned into a group of flowing winds and slid in his body. His body seemed to explode under the impact of these Taoist forces.

Camden stared at his fist in a daze, and joy gradually brewed in his eyes.

After so many years, he finally waited for this moment. He was no longer the useless person who was at the mercy of others seven years ago.

"The strong wind in the sky is already heavy and powerful, but my punch can actually break it. Is this the power of martial arts? If it were in Tianji Palace, my punch just now would probably break the small tree by the lake. This is only the Daosheng Human Stage. When it comes to the Earth Stage, Heaven Stage, and even the Martial Master Stage, how much power can my punch produce?" Camden's eyebrows flashed with excitement.

After a few long howls, he still couldn't vent all the Dao power that disturbed him. Camden couldn't help but turn to the last page of "Wu Xuan Shen Jing" and chose a set of martial arts called "Po Wan Jue" from it and learned it by copying.

"I only spent so much effort on the first Zhoutian of Daosheng Realm? How is this possible?" He practiced the boxing martial arts in the scriptures. Perhaps because he had not yet reached the Earth Stage, the Dao power in his body flowed smoothly, but it had not yet condensed. After practicing this set of martial arts, Camden was already exhausted.

Camden sat down panting, his face changing from gloomy to bright, and he let out a long sigh, "According to the masters, these scriptures are top-notch, and the fastest initial Zhoutian listed in the Wuxuan Shenjing also takes half an hour, and that was a genius who was famous in the Seven States a hundred years ago. But I only took less than a cup of tea, is this the magic of the hidden image?"

Camden's mouth gradually showed a trace of joy, and his fists clenched slightly, "The Zhoutian in the future will definitely be Each time is faster than the last. With my speed, I may not need too long to reach the Wusheng Heaven Level. After that, I can practice powerful martial arts and break through the Wusheng Realm and reach the Wushi Realm! "

Camden, feeling a little proud, sat down cross-legged and changed from the "Three Gods Facing the Sky" to the "Boy Protecting the Furnace". He held his arms in front of his chest, held his hands in a semicircle and lifted them up slightly. His eyes were half closed, leaving only a line, but it was like two cliffs sandwiched together. Although nothing could enter or exit, the light was overwhelming.

"Three Gods Facing the Sky" is the best posture written in the scripture for the initial circulation of Tao power when one is at the Taosheng Human Level. The legs, arms, and palms are all opened and closed slowly, the forehead is raised, facing but not worshipping, stealing the spirit from the sky, and then it can drive the initial power of Tao in the body. The "Boy Protecting the Furnace" is used to transform the virtual force into a solid and proper posture after the first cycle of circulation. Once the force is condensed, the spirit of a person will shine like the rising red sun, and then step into the Daoshengdi level. With the condensed strength, it can circulate ten thousand cycles again. When the Dao force can be freely controlled as the mind wishes, it can break through the heaven level. And to break through from the heaven level to the martial artist level, it is necessary to rely on martial arts to drive the Dao force and break through with the momentum.

After a while, the Dao force has been circulating in Camden's body for more than ten cycles, and the flow is getting smoother and smoother. Just when he was immersed in martial arts practice, the Gugu carrying him in the air suddenly stopped, flapped his huge wings and floated in the air. Doubt flashed in his three-color pupils, and then he suddenly became irritable, with sadness and anger in his eyes, and roared around.

"What's wrong, little Gu?" Camden opened his eyes and asked with a frown.

The next moment, Camden's expression gradually became solemn. He looked around the sky and saw that the sky they were in was wrapped in gloomy clouds. The sunlight was driven out and the sky was dark.

"Master of Xuandao?" Camden curled his lips slightly, and a chill rose in his heart. The pride caused by the smooth practice was gone. "Why would he deal with us for no reason?"

The cold voice came from outside the clouds, mixed with undisguised anger.

"Who are you? How dare you break into my Luoyun Mountain?"

Your Luoyun Mountain? Camden didn't think so. He realized that the other party was probably the old man Tulong's people. Camden had a complicated feeling about Tulong. He was annoyed by his indifference to him back then, but it was because of his indifference that Camden got a great opportunity to hide the image and met three masters and Yiyi. This time, Camden wanted to avoid the old man Tulong and go to find his father, but he still met his people.

As he was thinking, Camden said aloud, "I visited you several years ago. Have you forgotten? I am just passing by this time. I have no other intention."

After a long silence, a sneer came from outside, and the man said disdainfully, "You are a teenager, and you dare to say such a shameless thing as visiting. Humph, you want to deceive and disturb my seven states. I am very familiar with the hunting wind under you. Do you think I don't know that you hide your wings in your clothes? Humph!"

There was a person floating in the air outside the clouds. It was Cang Nuzi who had met Camden once seven years ago. At this time, his expression was slightly complicated. He could tell at a glance that the person sitting on the hunting wind was a real human, but he felt it was incredible that a teenager with a low Taoist realm could control the violent and ferocious hunting wind.

The past seven years ago floated before his eyes. On that day, the hunting wind lasted for ten days and finally died. After the old dragon slayer buried it, he closed the door in the Dragon Palace Guantian Pavilion for five days and observed the stars for five consecutive nights. When he came out, he was thinner than before. The next few days were the most terrifying memories of the people in the Dragon Palace. The old dragon slayer suddenly became irritable and would fight with everyone in the Dragon Palace if he was not satisfied. Although he was not lucky, a common punch from the master was enough to make a king-level figure lose a layer of skin.

During that time, the Dragon Palace was dead and gloomy. No one knew what kind of shocking thing could make the master of the sky so upset. Anyway, everyone remembered Liefeng in their hearts. But later, someone in the palace said that the master had climbed the Babel Tower on the fifth night. Babel Tower, according to legend, connects heaven and earth, but it guards the bridge between heaven and earth, preventing people from heaven and earth from traveling easily. Why did the old dragon slayer go to the Babel Tower? Was it for Liefeng?

"It is better to kill thousands of people by mistake than to let one thief go. Fortunately, I met this young hunting wind, and I should kill it." With a slight smile on his lips, Cang Nuzi, in a long robe, pointed his hands to the sky, and the stars poured down, which were several times brighter than seven years ago.

When the stars hit the cloud that enveloped Camden, Cang Nuzi's eyes flashed with surprise, "Oh? He is also a Xuandao practitioner. Hey, wait, I seem to sense the power of martial arts. It turns out that he is a Xuanwu double practitioner. In today's Dayu Dynasty, he is considered a talent. Unfortunately, who told you not to take the good road, but to pass through Luoyun Mountain."

As he spoke, the handsome Cang Nuzi had a violent look on his face, and his finger was about to fall. At this moment, a majestic wind blew over, blowing away the dark clouds, and then turned into a strong and majestic momentum to press towards Cang Nuzi. Cang Nuzi was startled and looked back.

The person who came was the old dragon slayer.

The dark clouds dissipated, Camden, who was covered in dust, took a few deep breaths, looked coldly at the old dragon slayer standing in the void on the clouds, and was about to call Xiaogu to leave. But Xiaogu suddenly roared angrily, stretched out his sharp black claws and rushed towards the old dragon slayer like crazy.

The old dragon slayer gently stretched out his dry hands, and held down the extremely manic Liefeng expressionlessly, and sighed, "The origin of the Tao is strange, but there is a source. The real murderer who killed your mother was not me, but the winged man."

Struggling desperately, Gugu's three claws kept rushing forward, but still couldn't reach the old dragon slayer. Gugu cried several times, resounding to the world, and big tears rolled down from its eyes, gradually turning blood-red, which made Camden on his back feel very distressed, and couldn't help but recall the situation when he first met Xiaogu.

"It turns out that it's not that Xiaogu's mother doesn't want him anymore, but that his mother was killed. Damn it!"

The old dragon slayer standing in the void stared at Camden closely, and the surprise in his blind eyes became bigger and bigger.

"This is a long story, Junior Brother Zhou, please follow me to the Dragon Palace to talk." Then the old dragon slayer turned to Nu Cangzi and said, "Why don't you apologize to your uncle?"

Junior brother? Uncle? Cang Nuzi trembled all over, opened his mouth in astonishment, and looked at the young man opposite.

He didn't recognize Camden. After all, Camden was no longer the child he was seven years ago. Moreover, for Cang Nuzi, who was living a life of year, the incident seven years ago had passed too long.

Not only Cang Nuzi, but even Camden's eyes were frozen.

This legendary figure in Dayu, who had a great reputation in the royal family, the old dragon slayer who forced him off the cliff seven years ago actually called himself Junior Brother...