The Nine Transformations of the Dragon and Snake was a supreme martial art derived from the dragon and snake.
Although Gao Zhengyang only learned the Black Tortoise Form, there was a powerful palm technique, the Heavenly Dipper Palm.
The Heavenly Dipper Palm was derived from the momentum of the Black Tortoise stepping on all four directions. Gao Zhengyang had learned so many palm techniques, but there was always a gap in the level of Divine Will.
Including the Serpent Body Movement of the Nether Snake, Gao Zhengyang only merged it with the original snake body movement. But to him, the Serpent's movement was mysterious, and it was no different from a normal snake.
It was not until he saw Ao Zhen swimming in the water and flying in the sky that Gao Zhengyang understood the extraordinary wonder of the dragon.
The Serpent Body Movement and the Heavenly Dipper Palm were integrated by Ao Zhen's Divine Dragon Form and turned into a new martial art.
When Ao Zhen was trapped in the deep of the water eye, she was a hidden dragon in the abyss; when she broke out, she was a fighting dragon in the wild; when she flew in the sky, she was a dragon flying to the Nine Heavens.
Ao Zhen evolved the Divine Will with the body of a real dragon, and the level was mysterious. It was the most real and clear display of her heart.
This was also the emotion that had been accumulated for thousands of years, and it burst out in the shortest time.
At this time, this place, this dragon, this emotion, all kinds of conditions were combined to form Ao Zhen's Dragon Flying to the Nine Heavens.
Gao Zhengyang witnessed Ao Zhen's change, and with the connection of the real dragon's blood, he understood the emotional changes in her heart. That was how he was able to sense and feel something from Ao Zhen's flying posture.
Without thousands of years of accumulation, Ao Zhen would not be able to demonstrate such a mysterious concept.
Gao Zhengyang did not have a strange connection with Ao Zhen, so he could not understand all the mysterious concepts. This feeling touched the bottom of his heart, and strongly shocked his body and mind, making him feel the strongest and most deeply touched.
To Gao Zhengyang and Ao Zhen, this change was something that they could only hope for.
The martial arts in this world focused on the meaning and not the form. Only by understanding the true meaning and understanding the essence of the concept could one master the fundamentals of martial arts.
Gao Zhengyang was experienced, and he had the accumulation of being a Martial Arts Master in his previous life. After following Jue Mie, he learned the top martial arts.
Finally, under the demonstration of the True Dragon Ao Zhen, he managed to comprehend the martial art.
Since this martial art was not a martial art, it was not completely the Nine Transformations of the Dragon and Snake. Instead, it was a peerless martial art that belonged solely to Gao Zhengyang. It condensed all of his spiritual aura, fused with his martial arts and the Nine Transformations of the Dragon and Snake, and cultivated into a unique martial art that belonged solely to him.
Each of the palm techniques corresponded to the acupoints, spirit intent variations, and dharma forms. They all had their own profundities. The moves looked simple, but the variations were extremely complicated.
Gao Zhengyang practiced it for thousands of times, engraving every minute change in the palm technique in his mind.
Hidden Dragon in the Abyss, Heavenly Dragon Claws, Divine Dragon Swings its Tail, Swimming Dragon Playing in the Water, Battle Dragon in the Wild, Dragon Soars to the Ninth Heaven.
It was a total of six styles of palm techniques, or rather, six styles of martial arts. That was because these six profound transformations were not limited to palm techniques, movement techniques, and footwork techniques. They could evolve into countless transformations, so they could not simply be called palm techniques.
The last style, Nine Heavens Dragon, was the final move. Gao Zhengyang retracted his hands, exhaled slowly, and adjusted his breathing.
Each of the six styles corresponded to thirty-six acupoints. By mastering all six styles, he would be able to unlock 218 acupoints.
In other words, from now on, as long as Gao Zhengyang focused on mastering these six styles, he would be able to become a Rank Eight powerhouse.
If he could comprehend two more styles, it would not be too difficult for him to enter Rank Nine.
Gao Zhengyang's heart was also filled with joy. This martial art could not be considered the most profound, but it was something he had created based on his feelings. It was also the most suitable for him.
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"
These few styles were created by Ao Zhen, and they were all related to dragons. Gao Zhengyang could not help but think of the most famous Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
However, it was a little too arrogant to call it Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, a martial art that was created using the transformation of the True Dragon.
In terms of artistic conception, it did not feel right at all. These few styles were created with the dragon as the teacher, and combined with Gao Zhengyang's own aura, spirit, and will. It was the soaring form, and it was the true god.
Moreover, the dragon race in this world were the most powerful creatures, and they were the friends of the human race. Calling it Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was simply courting death.
After thinking about it, Gao Zhengyang suddenly had an idea. Let's call it the Nine Transformations of the Dragon Emperor.
Dragon, flying and soaring. Emperor, supreme and holy. Nine transformations, endless transformations.
Although it was a little tacky, it was majestic and more fitting.
The brand new Nine Transformations of the Dragon Emperor could even incorporate the Black Tortoise Law.
However, with his cultivation speed of unlocking acupoints, even if he completely comprehended the essence of the Nine Transformations of the Dragon Emperor, he did not know how long it would take for him to unlock the relevant acupoints.
Gao Zhengyang knew that it was mainly because his body was too strong, and it suppressed his sense of vitality.
This was the disadvantage of the titanium alloy, and for now, there was no effective solution.
Gao Zhengyang felt that he needed to consult Jue Mie.
"Since the Dragon Ball is back, he is the Sect Master of the Heart Buddha Sect!"
This was what Jue Mie had promised. According to Jue Mie's character, he would not go back on his words. Gao Zhengyang also knew that as long as Jue Mie was not dead, the Sect Master of the Heart Buddha Sect was just an empty title.
This title was not important. What was important was that he would be recognized by Jue Mie, and he would become a true member of the Heart Buddha Sect.
Gao Zhengyang opened his eyes, but Jue Mie was gone.
The sunlight shone on the ice surface, and it shone with a piercing white light. In the howling cold wind, the surrounding houses were emitting wisps of smoke.
At noon in the Tielin Sect, there was no sound of children playing, and it was abnormally quiet.
For some reason, Gao Zhengyang's heart sank. He did not feel any obvious signs of danger, but he felt very uncomfortable.
"Where did Jue Mie go …"
Gao Zhengyang glanced at it, and did not think too much about it. After all, Jue Mie had obtained the Dragon Ball that he had been dreaming of, and he could not wait to go back and eat it.
"I haven't seen Xiaoyue for a few days. I'd better go and see her first." Gao Zhengyang also wanted to share his good fortune with someone.
The praying hall was just next to them. Gao Zhengyang pushed open the door and stepped into the courtyard. He saw a few incense sticks in the courtyard, and they were still emitting green smoke. He felt that something was wrong.
Xiaoyue looked plain, but she loved cleanliness, and even had a slight obsession with cleanliness.
The courtyard of the praying hall was never littered with junk. Incense sticks and other offerings to the gods would not be littered.
Gao Zhengyang's face darkened. The barbarians and humans in the East Wilderness Mountain Range had long been scared out of their wits by him, and no one dared to come and find trouble with him.
Only those good-for-nothings in high positions in Mount Jun would come to provoke them.
Only Jun Mountain City could have such an expert.
Gao Zhengyang felt that something was wrong, so he immediately stepped back from the door of the praying hall.
But when he was about to turn around and leave, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
This man in black was thin, and his face was covered tightly with a black cloth. Only his cold eyes could be seen. He held a pair of gray short thorns in his hands. Although they were extremely sharp, they did not reflect light.
Under the noon sun, this man in black was like a ghost, full of ghostly aura. Anyone who saw him would feel fear from the bottom of their heart.
As soon as the man in black appeared, Gao Zhengyang wanted to punch him, but the cold sword intent behind him made him give up.
Although he did not look back, Gao Zhengyang knew that the man behind him must be a brilliant swordsman. Moreover, the sword in his hand must be above the sixth level.
Although Gao Zhengyang's body was tough, he was not sure that he could block a sixth level sword. Moreover, the one who used the sword was also at the sixth level. If he used the sword with all his strength, no one could block it with their body.
The man in black holding the short thorns was obviously a sixth level expert. And he must be good at assassination.
"You are Gao Zhengyang?"
A thunderous voice sounded behind Gao Zhengyang. There seemed to be some disappointment in that loud voice.
With a bang, a man strode out of the wall of the praying hall, leaving a human-shaped hole in the stone wall.
The man appeared with great momentum, and Gao Zhengyang also turned his head to take a look.
He saw that this man was half a head taller than him, and his waistline was more than twice his. His skin was dark and shiny, and his facial features were bold. He stood there, like a glaring Vajra guarding the gate of a temple.
Gao Zhengyang, who was tall and muscular, looked thin and weak compared to that big man.
Of course, this was also relative to the size of the two.
Although Gao Zhengyang was relatively thin, he was tall and straight, and his muscles were bulging and smooth. Strength and beauty blended harmoniously.
Everyone present was a sixth level expert, and in their eyes, Gao Zhengyang, who was only wearing a pair of shorts, had a stronger and more coordinated body.
That Thunderbolt Vajra was thicker, but in front of Gao Zhengyang, he only looked stupid, and did not have any advantage in strength.
"Gao Zhengyang." A thin old man in a black Taoist robe, holding a horsetail whisk, flew out from the other side of the wall.
His posture was light and graceful, and he really looked like an immortal.
Gao Zhengyang squinted. If he was not surrounded by a few people, he was sure that he could beat the shit out of this pretentious old Taoist with one punch.
But looking at the old Taoist's aura, he was also a sixth level expert.
Other than the few people who appeared, there were at least five more sixth level experts around.
"What a strong lineup …"
The opponent actually sent out so many sixth level experts, which was really beyond Gao Zhengyang's expectations.
As far as he knew, there were not many sixth level experts in Junshan City. The opponent really put in a lot of effort.
If it was a few days ago, Gao Zhengyang could at most escape, and there was almost no chance of winning.
But now, the situation was different.
Although he had not mastered the Dragon Emperor Nine Transformations, to Gao Zhengyang, it meant that his martial path had made substantial progress.
In previous battles, Gao Zhengyang mostly relied on his strong body to crush his opponents. That was because he could crush his opponents in terms of strength, and all techniques were meaningless.
These enemies in front of him, in terms of strength, were all stronger than him. The Dragon Emperor Nine Transformations that Gao Zhengyang cultivated had a place to use.
Although there was no reason, Gao Zhengyang had a strong confidence that he would win.
But the opponent had many people, and he could not make a mistake. He had to wait for the right opportunity.
Gao Zhengyang stood there calmly, and his gaze finally fell on the old Taoist. Just by looking at this guy's appearance, he knew that he was the leader.
Gao Zhengyang turned around and asked the old Taoist, "You are Su Zixuan?"
Although he had not been to Junshan City, Gao Zhengyang knew Su Zixuan and Jun Mingye. The old Taoist's white hair and youthful face was also very easy to recognize.
The old Taoist Su Zixuan frowned slightly. Gao Zhengyang's performance was abnormally calm, which was not like the violent and warlike youth in the legends.
"It's me." Su Zixuan waved his horsetail whisk, "Gao Zhengyang, it's better if you don't resist."
Su Zixuan's voice had just fallen when a gorgeously dressed masked woman walked out from the big hole in the wall with Yiyi.
The bright dagger in the masked woman's hand was placed across Yiyi's neck.
Yiyi's face was weak and panicked, and her big eyes looked expectantly at Gao Zhengyang, hoping that the omnipotent Gao Zhengyang could save her.
The masked woman smiled charmingly, "Be honest and don't resist. Otherwise, I … "
Without waiting for the masked woman to finish speaking, Gao Zhengyang's figure swiftly leaped, and he pounced on Su Zixuan like an eagle.
Gao Zhengyang's swift and fierce attack immediately caused the others to move.
The calm situation suddenly became intense.
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