Ru Shi Taiyi and the other two were also shocked. The Taoist runes carry the supreme power of Taoism. It is not trivial to achieve this step in Taoist understanding. This is a step into the path of law.
The young servant coughed up blood and staggered up, with blood flowing from half of his body, his muscles and bones twisted, almost invisible.
At this moment, only shock was left in his heart, and he also condensed a complete thunder and Taoist track, so he understood more clearly how difficult it was to give birth to the Taoist runes. He truly touched the essence of Taoist Dharma and began to trace the origin, which was the beginning of the derivation law.
Therefore, being able to condense Taoist talismans is also a threshold for the younger generation. If you want to become a taboo among your peers, the most fundamental thing is to condense Taoist talismans. Once the Taoist talisman is complete, the world will be separated, and the improvement of combat power is immeasurable.
"How is it possible? The Taoist talisman condensed!"
Although the young servant was coughing up blood, his eyes were full of unwillingness. Although he was a servant, he was also one of the few young strong men in the Shanhe King's tribe in a century. He was willing to follow him because the third young master was a taboo. Even the successors of some powerful divisions were not his opponents. Now he was easily suppressed by an unknown person and had no power to resist.
Um?
Outside the Zizhuyuan, a slight ejaculation sounded, and a strong and upright figure slowly emerged from the hazy spiritual fog. The saint of Qiya was strolling in the garden, and the saint's aura was not revealed, as if he had happened to pass by here by chance.
However, at this moment, Shi Taiyi and the other two were in the Zizhu Courtyard. Although the Qiya Saint was not showing his energy, it seemed like an ancient sacred mountain was slowly crushing in the eyes of the three of them. The inexplicable depression made their breathing a little stagnant.
This is the saint, even if he tries his best to restrain his energy, the oppression from the soul will still be terrifying.
"I've seen the Saint of Qiya."
At this moment, Xiao Yi smiled. He curled all his indifference and bowed respectfully.
"It has condensed the Taoist talisman and stepped into the threshold of taboo, which is not bad." The Saint Qiya smiled, with a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, and then said solemnly, "But the Condensation Taoist talisman is only the basis of the taboo character, you are still a little short of it."
"Abide by the teachings."
Xiao Yi nodded. He knew clearly what kind of gap was between him and the true descendants of the kings who came out of the supreme kings.
"You are very good, let me go now, there may not be a glimmer of hope." Saint Qiya said in a deep voice.
Xiao Yi looked at the Saint Qiya and said calmly: "Where is the saint who does this, aren't he afraid of shaking people's hearts? At the end of the era, demons will dance around, and such civil strife will only lead to destruction."
The Saint of Qiya looked at Xiao Yi in surprise and said, "Shake people's hearts, young man. You may be too serious about yourself. The Slaying Spear is the supreme method of my King of Mountains and Rivers. Since you have obtained the inheritance, you must be prepared to bear the consequences. This is your life and your disaster. Since the disaster is irreversible, why bother in vain?"
"Do you really just want to get the Slaying Sparrow back?"
This was Xiao Yi's third time speaking. He looked solemnly and stared at the Saint Qiya. Even when facing a Saint, he was not afraid at all.
The saint Qiya's eyes turned cold and said, "Young man, don't want to mess around with the audio and video. Even if you can tell the difference, you still need to go to my Shanhe King's tribe. Whether you live or die depends on your luck."
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yi sighed and shook his head and said, "It seems that it is really bad. The peace of the human world in the 107th era has laid many hidden dangers. Beware of danger in times of peace. People's hearts are a hurdle. I didn't expect that this has come to this point. We must first settle the internal situation before fighting foreign countries. If this is not the case, the human race will be in danger at the end of this era."
"Boy is arrogant!"
The saint Qiya raised his eyebrows and shouted coldly. The saint's aura rose like a mountain. This is a kind of majesty. The saint enters the samsara and evolves into the laws. Life has evolved to reach an extreme state. This is the saint's aura and it is also oppressed from the higher level of life.
"Why should the Saint Qiya be angry?"
A voice sounded, as warm as jade, coming from the purple bamboo forest. The aura of the Qiya Saint disappeared invisible, and his expression also returned to normal in an instant, and said lightly: "I thought the Saint of Mingyang had already made a choice, but it was a pity..."
What!
The two young servants were shocked and looked at the old man walking out of the purple bamboo forest. The coarse white robe was still stained with dew. The old man's black hair was thick, his eyes were calm, and his every move exuded a calm aura, which made the saint Qiya look slightly shivering, and then sighed: "The seventy-two saints of the Battle of the Emperor in the Western Regions, there is indeed no weak person. The fellow Taoist is about to break through the gates, so why should we come to this muddy water?"
The Saint of Mingyang walked closer and looked at Xiao Yi deeply. Then he turned his head to look at Saint of Qiya and said seriously: "How can a green lotus appear in the mud without being stained, so how can it be stained by a wave of muddy water? Can fellow Taoist of Qiya see clearly? If you wade through too much muddy water in this world, one day you will be deeply trapped in mud and unable to extricate yourself."
"This will not take the trouble of the saint Mingyang." The saint Qiya frowned, "My Mountain and River King tribe is natural to retrieve the inheritance method of the clan. Even in the War Emperor Hall, it must pay attention to right and wrong. This son has the lost killing spear of our clan. The inheritance is unknown, and it involves many secrets of our clan. Just a son of a general, why should the saint Mingyang be obsessed with it? There are countless geniuses in the world. This son has ulterior motives and his mind is not right, so he is not a good choice."
The saint of Mingyang finally sighed and said, "There is really no room for reincarnation. Fellow Daoya must do his own thing."
His eyes narrowed, and the Saint Qiya said, "This is a clan affairs of my Shanhe King Tribe. Even the Palace Master and several Supremes will not say much."
After saying that, the Saint Qiya looked at Xiao Yi and said in a deep voice: "Young man, it's not a good thing to be too scheming, come with me."
call!
The Qiya Saint stretched out a hand, and Xiao Yi didn't even have time to react. The crystal palm pressed on his shoulders. A great force erupted, and he was about to imprison his fighting spirit and soul.
Bo!
A golden fist came over, and the fists and palms intersected, and an invisible aura disintegrated. Xiao Yi groaned, his body shook violently, and he retreated several feet. He saw the space barrier cracking in his original position, and an unprecedented solemn look appeared in his eyes. At this time, the back of the saint of Mingyang stood in front of him.
"Fellow Daoist Mingyang, you really want to take action and interfere with the internal affairs of my Shanhe King's Ministry!"
The Saint of Qiya said loudly, without hiding it, his voice spread from afar, resounding over the heavenly palace.
The face of the saint of Mingyang turned solemn. At this time, the spiritual mist outside the Zizhu Courtyard was surging, and the figures of several elders appeared, all smiling bitterly. One of them looked at the saint of Mingyang and said, "Elder Mingyang, it is not advisable to interfere in this matter in the Western Regions War Emperor Palace."
"Don't the elders understand?" The Saint Mingyang frowned and his tone was cold.
Several elders looked at each other and said, "The right and wrong are the decisions of the Shanhe King's tribe."
"Several fellow Taoists understand the great righteousness."
The Saint Qiya smiled, clasped his fists and bowed, and then poked his hand out again. Unexpectedly, the Saint Mingyang did not get out of the way, and was still a golden fist. The two intersected. At this time, it was like thunder and silver lightning flashing, and with the two as the center, it burst into all directions.
Several elders not far away were shocked. The Saint Qiya seemed to have expected it and said with a cold face: "The Saint Mingyang insisted on doing this, but the Western Regions War Emperor Palace wanted to interfere in the internal affairs of my Shanhe King's Ministry..."
"Interfere in your internal affairs of the Shanhewang tribe, the Saint of Qiya, you respect yourself too much."
Before Mingyang Saint could speak, outside the Zizhuyuan, the Glacier Sword Saint sneered and shook the snow-white bamboo sword in his hand. An unspeakable sword force enveloped the entire Zizhuyuan.
"Elder Glacier!"
The elders finally changed their qualities. As elders, the Glacier Sword Saint and the Mingyang Saint are ranked among the seventy-two Saints. If they really take action, they can't stop them even if they join forces.
The Saint of Qiya said in a cold voice: "The two fellow Taoists insisted on this. The seventy-two saints of the Emperor's Palace in the Western Regions have long wanted to ask for advice. Today I will discuss with you, and it will be no use for the Tiangong tour."
"Of course, we will accompany you!" said the Ice River Sword Saint in a deep voice.
Buzz!
As soon as the Glacier Sword Saint finished speaking, the air in the entire Zizhuyuan became stagnant. The jade mud under his feet trembled slightly, and purple bamboo leaves slowly floated up, contaminating with sharp edges, as if a purple divine sword was emitting a cold sword force.
At the same time, the saint of Mingyang also had a fist posture on his body, and the law aura surged. Shi Taiyi and the other two couldn't help but retreat, their bodies were about to break, and they could not bear the three saints' aura.
"etc!"
Suddenly, a sound sounded, and the three saints' aura suddenly subsided. Several elders were shocked. This was the existence of the seventy-two saints. The control of power reached an incredible state. Even the power of the law reached a state where the mind was moved at will, and I didn't know how far it had gone in the realm of enlightenment.
The saint of Mingyang looked at Xiao Yi and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to worry about it. Some things are rotten. If you want to exchange blood for rebirth, then there is no choice."
Looking at the saint of Mingyang, Xiao Yi bowed and then stood up and said solemnly: "Thank you for your kindness to Elder Mingyang, but I have already learned from my master, so I may not be able to join the elder's sect."
The saint of Mingyang was stunned at first, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, but the eyes of his eyes at Xiao Yi were more gentle, and the eyes of the Ice River Sword Saint were a little more serious at this time. As for the elders, they all breathed a sigh of relief, but the eyes of his eyes at Xiao Yi were more strange.
The Saint of Qiya laughed and immediately said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist Mingyang, what else do you have to say? I'll postpone this day's battle, and I'll ask for advice in the future."
After saying that, he looked at Xiao Yi and sneered: "The good and bad are the cold and warm, but the people call themselves."
Wow!
The Saint Qiya took action, and a crystal clear palm enlarged, the saint's aura lingered in, and it enveloped Xiao Yi. The Saint Mingyang's eyes changed, and several elders had already stopped in front of him and shook their heads at him.
The Glacier Sword Saint's eyes turned cold, and another slender figure appeared, crossing the front of him, turning into the Glacier Sword invisible. (Today's chapter is difficult to write, and it is written until now at 6 o'clock. After sorting out the outline, there will be many follow-up characters, which is a very important turning point.) (To be continued...)