Feng Xuetao, who was born as a wild cultivator in Shanze, was more decisive than the Qinggong Taibao in Panshui County. Seeing that the people around him didn't seem to be merciful today, he immediately used a powerful offensive power.
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The Ascended Realm monk with the name Qingmi suddenly had a golden light between his brows, like the eyes of the sky opening, vaguely, like a door opening, revealing a small and exquisite imperial palace, and then walked out of it a man in a python suit with a white jade belt.
The young man has golden eyes and holds iron maces in both hands. Every time the two iron maces hit each other, a golden lightning flashes out, growing stronger and eventually intertwining into a network, like a thunder pool with infinite Taoism reappearing in the world.
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Every time a sword is handed out from left and right, it will leave a clear and stable sword trajectory between heaven and earth, which cannot be shaken.
Therefore, the canopy looked like there were more than a dozen suspended threads.
Perhaps this is the most veritable piercing of the sky.
Feng Xuetao has actually used several mysterious escape techniques, but for some reason, he can always accurately find his true body and arrive with his sword in an instant.
And the young man wearing a python suit and waist jade is Feng Xuetao's Yang God body, named "Green Secret". The thunder whip turned into an iron mace can also be found on his own. Unfortunately, as soon as those thunder methods get close to him, they will
It will end with heavy thunder and small raindrops.
It's not that the "Green Secret" is some kind of embroidered pillow, but that the attack thunder method with such a momentum is equivalent to the heavenly calamity, it seems unusual when facing the left and right.
If it were any immortal, he would be in dire straits already.
Chen Pingan raised his head and squinted his eyes. Upon closer inspection, each lightning bolt contained a long string of golden text, as if it were a complete secret book of the Ministry of Thunder.
It was just such a small movement that took a few glances. A lightning whip in the sky was like a divine general of thunder. Sensing the offense of the mortal master, it struck down quickly and fiercely, towards Chen Ping'an near the Ferry of Parrot Island.
Rushed away.
Chen Ping'an tapped his toes lightly, and he was ten feet above the ground in an instant. He stretched out a palm with five fingers like hooks, blocking the golden thunder and lightning with the palm of his hand. He twisted his wrist with the other hand to control the martial arts energy to prevent the true meaning of those thunder and lightning from collapsing.
After a while, he finally shook his sleeves and dropped a golden thunder bead into his sleeves.
It's like accepting the fragments of a thunder magic weapon. It doesn't mean much, but it's better than nothing. I'll try to refine a few more words in my spare time.
Qi practitioners who can fully accept this lightning whip without losing any of the meaning of the thunder method may not be able to achieve the ordinary ascension stage, unless they are half-step to heaven monks like Longhushan Great Celestial Master and Huolong Zhenren.
The secret secrets of the immortal treasures on the top of the mountain may be thousands of miles away from each other. The difference in one or two sentences, or a few key words, may lead practitioners astray.
The blind old Taoist priest Jia Sheng who later became the enshrinement of Luopo Mountain, apart from his hidden identity, was practicing an incomplete side-door thunder method, which injured his internal organs and caused blindness in both eyes.
The young Taoist was worried. It was obvious that after leaving the Great Wall of Sword Qi, his swordsmanship had improved again.
This was the first time that Li Huai met Master Zuo, whom he only heard his name but never saw his face.
Li Huai felt guilty when he thought about the little knowledge he had in his stomach. He always felt that he would be scolded to death if he saw this Master Zuo.
Because Pei Qian said in the early years that Uncle Zuo was very knowledgeable. Back then, she traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi with Big White Goose. She was lucky enough to meet Uncle Zuo, who was more knowledgeable than swordsman.
Uncle Zuo asked her questions that made the world cry. Thanks to her rote memorization, she was able to pass the danger. You should know that Uncle Zuo asked her dozens of difficult questions in one breath, but she only answered a few questions.
Therefore, Li Huai's biggest impression of this uncle was that he "liked to catch the juniors and ask a lot of questions."
Just as the young Taoist was about to speak, Liu Chicheng had already taken the lead and praised him profusely, "What a senior Zuo, his swordsmanship has reached the divine level."
Taoist Nen said: "Senior? Fellow Taoist Liu, that's not the case. According to your age, you are much older than the others."
Liu Chicheng sighed: "There are successive generations of people who have learned the Tao, there are specializations in skills, and those who are masters are teachers, that's all. To sincerely call Mr. Zuo "senior" is Liu's heartfelt words."
Chen Ping'an and Nen Taoist reminded: "Senior."
The young Taoist was puzzled, "What?"
You are pretending to be stupid, and you are cursing in your heart, damn it, your senior brother is throwing swords left and right, what am I getting involved in, am I helping? Or are you looking to kill me?
On that Great Sword Qi Wall, I would rather scold A Liang a hundred times instead of looking at each other. This is a truth known to all fools.
Chen Ping'an could only patiently explain: "There is a pile of incense picked up for nothing on the ground. Senior is so lazy to bend down?"
The young Taoist was suddenly enlightened and laughed loudly, "It makes sense."
It turns out that there are many monks who come to the Parrot Island to wander around. They are not mature enough, courageous, and do not know the importance of the pros and cons. They are used to the general bustle on the mountain, and they do not know the mystery of the monks on the top of the mountain discussing Taoism, especially the thunder method of the Qingmi Taoist. It's so weird, like long eyes, it can actually generate hair on its own, blasting anyone who opens its eyes to spy. As a result, dozens of thunder and lightning whips hang down.
The young Taoist stood up from the ground and hung over the Parrot Island. He waved his sleeves and shattered the golden thunder and lightning one by one.
Chen Pingan reminded again: "Senior, after rescuing someone, remember to curse, you're welcome."
The young Taoist then lowered his head and cursed: "Little kids don't know how high the sky is, don't you want a pair of moves?!"
There was an endless stream of thanksgivings near Parrot Island. Some guardians who could not advise the juniors enough tried their best. The old monks could also protect the lives of the juniors around them. It was of course better if someone came to help, as it would save them a lot of time spent on the Taoism. And the magic weapon is damaged.
For a moment, everyone was sighing. They never thought that this young Taoist who was born out of nowhere, who had been seen acting domineering and arrogant in Yuanyangzhu, could actually be a worldly master who cared about the younger generation?
As expected, people cannot be judged by their appearance.
Chen Ping'an reminded again: "If someone invites a senior to be a guest, you can choose two or three that are pleasing to your eye and tell them when they have time."
The young Taoist smashed a golden thunder whip with one palm of his hand and said angrily: "With this little knowledge of human nature, I still need you to teach me?!"
Chen Ping'an laughed and said: "How dare you teach your seniors to do things? It's okay to teach your seniors to be a good person."
When getting along with this wild peach pavilion, you can't be too obedient to him.
The young Taoist glanced at the man who seemed to be far away in the horizon, but could be so close to him with a sword, and then returned to the original place angrily.
Liu Chicheng asked softly: "Brother Taoting, how long do you think the two sides will fight?"
As for victory or defeat, there is no suspense.
The nen Taoist sneered, "If you are not in the Ascension Realm of Dzogchen, you will not be able to withstand a few swords from the left and right. Just treat the left and right as more than half of the Fourteenth Realm Sword Cultivator."
Most of the fourteenth realms don't sound as good as the one at the peak of the Ascension Realm.
But in fact, let alone half of the Fourteenth Realm, even half of the Fourteenth Realm is a huge gap from the ordinary Ascension Realm.
Because this means whether a great monk on the top of a mountain has the qualifications to ascend to heaven.
Since his life was not in danger for the time being, Feng Xuetao glanced at the green-robed swordsman on the other side of Parrot Island, intentionally or unintentionally.
I never thought that Taoist Qingmi would be struck by one more blow for no reason due to such a distraction.
Swiping horizontally and then cutting vertically with the left and right swords made the thunder pool half and half again.
Whether he was fighting the Qinggong Taibao in Panshui County before or whether he was fighting Feng Xuetao in this canopy, he still had a lot of strength left and right. He only used the swordsmanship level when he went to sea to visit the immortals to compete with the two ascended swordsmen.
No effort was made.
This is tantamount to pressing the situation again and again.
These two Ascended Realm people had many scruples when they first took action. They were too worried about being held accountable by the Confucian Temple, and they also did not dare to use their magical powers with all their strength.
Furthermore, neither of them knew the depth of the opponent's Ascension Realm background, so they were unwilling to accidentally cut the opponent half to death without using a few swords.
But if it's at sea, let's talk about it. If you're not careful, you're not careful.
After all, the ability of certain Ascending Realm monsters in the vast world, such as Nan Guangzhao and Jing Hao, to catch and kill them is indeed inferior to those of the Ascending Realm Great Demons in the Wilderness World.
Qi practitioners all over the world do it mostly for the sake of realm, for the sake of enlightenment and immortality.
The other side of the wild world is more pure. I also want the realm and immortality, but after all, I still want the pleasure of killing on the great road.
The same is the result of pursuing the same life span as heaven and earth, but they are two different paths of cultivation.
Feng Xuetao was worthy of being a wild cultivator, and he said in his heart: "If Zuo Jianxian is bent on killing people, don't blame the land with a radius of thousands of miles. The magic will spread like rain and fall on the world. When the time comes, innocent people will be affected. Of course, the main blame is on me. They are just dead eggs."
Chaotian, you can’t blame me, you can only blame Zuo Jianxian for being so aggressive.”
He said, "You can give it a try."
Feng Xuetao choked on his words for a moment and almost suffered internal injuries from being so angry.
If it were someone else who was so generous, Feng Xuetao would still think it was a bluff.
But the scholar in front of me, who has turned to practicing swordsmanship, cannot be judged by common sense.
Feng Xuetao asked: "Why on earth do you want to have a sword fight with me? You always need a reason to fight, right? I have no grudges with you, and with your lineage of literary saints."
The left and right said: "Seeing that you are unhappy, does that count as a reason?"
Feng Xuetao's face was gloomy, "Why should I have to be on the battlefield?! I have been practicing pure practice on the mountain for thousands of years, cultivating my mind and nature, and I have never hindered the foot of Haoran Mountain. Do you think you are the leader of the Confucian Temple, and are you so lenient?"
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He frowned and said: "Finally, let me talk nonsense with you. Only those with strong bones are qualified to say harsh words to me."
In these Ascension realms, their cultivation skills are not weak, and their ability to make excuses for themselves is even stronger.
To be continued...