Chapter 430: Preaching, the Catastrophe Is Coming

The night passed quickly, and as the sun jumped above the horizon, Tianyuan City ushered in a new day.

In Wuzun Hall, Wang Zhifan stayed up all night. He spent most of his time meditating and practicing Pure Yang True Skill, and a small part of his time was used to make necessary preparations.

At this time, as the morning sunlight slanted down on him from the window, he was sitting cross-legged on the futon with real energy flowing around his body, and his breath suddenly increased, as if a certain bottleneck had been broken.

"I actually broke through in one night... The bonus effect of this Coiled Dragon Jade Pendant is so great that it looks like cheating!"

He thought in surprise, so he stood up from the futon and opened his personal panel to check.

[Skills: Dameng Sword Sutra (Excellent) Level 6, Wind and Thunder Stepping Heaven Technique (Excellent) Level 3, Pure Yang True Skill (Excellent) Level 2, Wuji Golden Body Skill (Excellent) Level 0. 】

[Physique: 176. 】

[Strength: 158. 】

[Agility: 157. 】

[Spirit: 170. 】

"My Pure Yang True Skill has broken through to Level 2, and one of the effects is that various attributes have increased by about 13 points... If the various attribute bonuses on me are included, the average level of Pure Yang True Skill brought about by this improvement is The attributes are about 11 points... In addition, the depth of my skills has also improved a lot. There will be significant progress in both burst and endurance... and my body already has the characteristics of a pure Yang body. The prototype, once you reach Level 3, you will reach the primary stage of pure Yang body..."

After a brief summary, Wang Zhifan discovered that what he gained yesterday was more than just the two epic props. The comprehensive improvement effect of Chunyang Zhenqi alone was comparable to that of a small epic.

"Looking at it this way, maybe I will make faster progress if I practice the Wuji Golden Body Skill again. After all, my Wuji Golden Body Skill is still level 0, and the bonus effect of the Coiling Dragon Jade Pendant on it will definitely be incredible."

He then thought of a training plan to maximize profits, because he had no choice. After getting the Panlong Jade Pendant, he found that there was no real difference between practicing low-level skills and turning on the acceleration.

Just when he was thinking about how to solve the medicinal bath materials needed to practice Wuji Jinshen Kung Fu, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall, and then a young Taoist priest whom he had little impression of appeared, leading about fifty energetic young people. He rushed to the front of Wuzun Hall.

"Good guy, you brought someone here so early...Are Qingyangzi and the others afraid that I will be lazy?"

Needless to say, these young men who arrived are all disciples that Wang Zhifan accepted yesterday. He has already made an agreement with Qingyangzi and the others that he does not need to worry about all aspects of the disciples' daily life. He is only responsible for preaching, teaching and solving doubts, so now Others brought people to find him early in the morning.

"Good morning, Lord Wu!"

"Disciple Qin Quan pays homage to Master!"

"Disciple Liu Luoying pays homage to Master!"

"Disciple Huang Feihe pays homage to Master!"

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Immediately, when Wang Zhifan appeared, the young Taoist priest in charge of these teenagers took the lead in saluting, and a total of fifty disciples stepped forward one after another, reported their names, and saluted him as their master.

"Okay, I already know your names! You don't have to go through this trouble every day in the future, and you have to save unnecessary red tape! Come into the hall! I will start teaching you martial arts skills today!"

Wang Zhifan is not the kind of person who likes to engage in formalism. He has already planned his own education method. He casually told these disciples not to waste time on signing up and saying hello, and then led them into the extremely spacious Wuzun Hall. The young Taoist priest stayed outside the temple as a guard.

Behind Wang Zhifan, at the front of the queue was the first disciple he accepted yesterday, that is, the tall and strong young man with bronze skin, whose name was Tan Quan.

Next to Tan Shen were Liu Luoying, a young girl in brocade clothes who already had Taoist cultivation, and Huang Feihe, who was relatively thin and exuding great energy. They were respectively the second and third disciples that Wang Zhifan accepted yesterday.

These disciples unexpectedly arranged themselves into rows according to the order in which they bowed down to Wang Zhifan in a tacit understanding. They seemed to be in an orderly manner. They must have been specially instructed by the Taoist who led them here.

Wang Zhifan didn't pay attention to these small details. He was quite satisfied with the way these little guys obeyed the rules, whether they were pretending or not.

Arriving at the center of the hall, in front of the tall statue of the Taoist saint, Wang Zhifan then began his first day of martial arts lectures.

"My beloved disciples, today I will teach you the techniques that you have studied. You can choose to practice the martial arts techniques that I am proficient in, or you can practice other martial arts techniques, even Taoist techniques..."

Wang Zhifan first briefly introduced to the disciples the exercises they could practice in Wuzun Hall. He did not stick to the ones he knew, but gave the disciples a very wide range of choices. Even if they wanted to practice Taoist exercises, they could Will comply.

This is because he does not want his disciples to all be carved out of the same mold. He hopes that they will all have broad room for development and achieve the maximum utilization of their talents.

As for the fact that he does not understand other techniques, Qingyangzi and other super-innate Taoists will send professionals to support him. This is what they have agreed on long ago.

After all, it is impossible for such a large Wuzun Temple to have only one instructor. If all the teaching depends on him, how can he still have the energy to fight the Demon Lord who threatens the safety of the world? Qingyangzi and other super-innate Taoists are not so stupid.

Of course, the reason why these disciples went to the Wu Zun Temple was because of his title as the strongest and most innate martial artist. They would not choose other skills casually. For example, there was no one in this first batch of disciples.

"Master, I want to practice Chunyang Zhengong first! Its anti-aging and beauty effect is very much to my liking!"

At the lecture, Liu Luoying, a girl dressed in brocade clothes like a young master, was the first to raise her hand and express her opinion.

"Well, Xiaoying, your Qiankun Bagua Palm is quite good, and with the help of Chunyang Zhengong, the power can be increased several times."

Wang Zhifan nodded slightly after listening, agreeing with this girl who seemed to be willful, but in fact, she had the strongest strength and talent among the fifty disciples.

She was different from other almost blank disciples. Although she was about the same age, she had been practicing Taoist skills with her elders since she was a child. Her strength had already reached the fourth level of the acquired realm. She was undoubtedly a little genius. It was a coincidence that she came to practice with him now.

"Quan'er, do you have any plans in mind?"

Wang Zhifan then asked his first disciple Qin Quan, wanting to know what this extraordinary young man, whose physique and personality were very suitable for the requirements of martial arts, thought.

"Master, I want to practice the Wind and Thunder Stepping Heaven Technique first."

Qin Quan, who looked like a little bronze man because of his dark skin, immediately raised his head and looked at him to answer, causing a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"You actually want to practice Qinggong first? I thought you would prefer the Wuji Jinshen Gong that fits your physique... Hehe, it seems that flying in the sky and hiding in the ground is the dream of every young man... I agree."

When Wang Zhifan first accepted Qin Quan, he decided to teach him the Wuji Jinshen Gong. After all, this guy's natural physique is like a golden body, very thick skin and flesh, and it would be a huge waste not to take this route.

But he is not such a rigid person. The disciple wants to learn to fly in the air first to satisfy the dream of every young man, and he agreed. Anyway, he will definitely turn to other aspects when he encounters a bottleneck in the Wind and Thunder Stepping Heaven Technique later.

After understanding the thoughts of this more eye-catching disciple, Huang Feihe, who was thin and extremely clever, took the initiative to report his plan to Wang Zhifan without waiting for Wang Zhifan to ask.

"Master, I want to practice the Wind and Thunder Stepping Heaven Art first! Then practice the Great Dream Sword Sutra!"

"Well, this route is indeed suitable for you, but I suggest that you practice the Pure Yang True Skill to strengthen your body. Although the speed school is good, the foundation must be solid."

Obviously, this clever boy knows his advantages. He wants to go for the speed burst technology flow. On the basis of the light skill, he can bring the treacherous and changeable style of the Great Dream Sword Sutra to the extreme.

If he can practice it, he will definitely be an assassin swordsman who makes the enemy unable to defend and headache, but Wang Zhifan himself has practical experience and understands that while the style is outstanding, the shortcomings cannot be too short, otherwise he will become a glass man with no tolerance for error.

So, after asking the first three disciples, Wang Zhifan asked the other disciples to talk about their own ideas, and then divided them into groups and started to teach them the skills at the same time.

His teaching method is extremely efficient. He does not explain the basics and key points of each skill to the disciples one by one, but directly let them enter the black tower in several groups to learn the teaching courses he set last night.

He spent some time last night to build several special teaching spaces in the black tower, each of which was equipped with a clone of his dream self, and then after careful settings, let the black tower take over and control the clone, just like controlling a monster, to explain the teaching content he entered in advance.

It's like his disciples entered a special theater, where there are corresponding PPT explanations of the skills, as well as live demonstrations, teaching the disciples how to swing a knife, bathe in the morning sun and meditate, or visualize the meaning of wind and thunder.

The advantage of doing this is that it can greatly free up Wang Zhifan's time and energy, so that he doesn't have to do inefficient and repetitive teaching work. Of course, there are also disadvantages, that is, the clones in the black tower space can only teach the content he set in advance, and they don't have the ability to answer the questions raised by the disciples.

But this kind of thing is not difficult to solve. Wang Zhifan had already informed his disciples that if they had any questions after learning the basics, they could come out and ask him, and he would give detailed answers at a special time.

In this way, Wang Zhifan's preaching career officially began in Wuzun Hall.

According to his long-standing idea, he handed over the main teaching tasks to the Black Tower to carry out, and he was only responsible for the most complicated part. After the disciples learned the basics of the exercises, they began to practice and practice, following the teaching instructions and making continuous efforts.

On the contrary, Wang Zhifan, the master, had the easiest time. He practiced in the inner hall most of the time, and occasionally came out to receive visiting guests, or went to Qingyangzi to ask about the situation and see if there was a task that required him to go out and eliminate the demons.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Zun, no new demon lords have appeared around Tianyuan City recently, and there are reports that no demon lords have appeared in other regions either...

The master who is responsible for calculating the overall situation of the disaster realm believes that this is not a good sign...

Because the results of the master's calculations show that the demon world is very likely preparing for a large-scale attack.

They are likely to deploy hundreds of powerful demon lords at the same time, leading hundreds of millions or even billions of demons to invade the disaster realm. At that time, our disaster realm will usher in a terrible catastrophe."

"Master, have you calculated the approximate time of the demon world's attack?"

"One month later, no more than one and a half months at most."

"Then we don't have much time to prepare..."

"Please don't make this top-secret information public, otherwise it will cause chaos and panic among the people."

"Why don't you tell the people? Gathering them in the formation in advance can reduce losses."

"Fanyun, in such a catastrophe, gathering the people will make it easier for the demons to cleanse their souls. The city defense formation can't stop hundreds of powerful demons... Only by letting the people disperse can we keep some hope of survival..."

"Is the situation so bad?"

"That's right... And what I said just now is not all. The master also mentioned that he had long suspected that there were other demons hiding in the demon world. After the catastrophe begins for a while, the demons who may be comparable to saints will also come to the disaster realm. At that time, he can't help us even more."

"There are still demons? Then it can only be left to the master to deal with..."

After communicating with Qingyangzi and learning the latest top-secret information, Wang Zhifan realized how much turbulent undercurrents were hidden under the current calm.

It can be said that the current disaster realm is in a state of tranquility before the storm, and it is before the super storm.

If the Master's calculations are correct, the pressure that the entire Disaster Realm will soon bear will be thousands or tens of thousands of times higher than the total of the previous few months, which is an extreme situation that has never been seen in history.

"It's going to be like this, why should I accept disciples? What's the point!"

Wang Zhifan felt very speechless for a while. He didn't expect the situation to change so quickly.

Originally, everyone inferred that the Demon Realm would slowly toss the Disaster Realm, and the war would continue intermittently for a long time.

But unexpectedly, the Demon Realm was ready to go all in. If they really planned to send out the lineup that the Master inferred, this world would probably be smashed in one wave, or even directly flattened.

"Is this the so-called high-difficulty copy... What can I do before the catastrophe comes?"

After leaving Qingyang Palace, Wang Zhifan couldn't help but feel a little confused. He felt that no matter what he did now, it would not make much sense. No one knew what the result would be after the catastrophe came.

It was not until he went all the way east to his own Wuzun Hall and met an unexpected person in front of the hall that he forced his thoughts back.

"He Kuang? Why are you here?"

At this time, in front of the Wu Zun Temple, under the bright sun, a young man with ordinary figure and appearance was looking up at the plaque of the Wu Zun Temple with a black spear on his back, thinking about something.

When the young man heard Wang Zhifan calling his name, he turned his head and looked at it. A little surprise appeared on his face, and he responded:

"Benefactor! You are also visiting the Wu Zun Temple?"

It turned out that this person was the young man named the Spear Saint who was rescued by Wang Zhifan a few days ago. He came to the Wu Zun Temple for an unknown purpose.