Once a cultivator reaches the realm of a saint, he will have the ability to control the world, which is almost a completely different level from ordinary humans.
This ability is called "domain".
Within the scope of the domain, the saint is a god and a heaven. He can control all things and is almost omnipotent.
Through the battle at the top of Wendao Academy, Zhong Wen even learned that saints can visualize their own great tools to enhance their own domain.
For example, the violent giant embodied by Guo Tianwei, and the "literary domain" of the saint who heard the Tao.
In ancient times, many practitioners called this embodied way of the saint "Dharma".
The Dharma appearances of most saints are of extraordinary appearance and astonishing power. The moment they appear, they can to some extent intimidate the enemy.
However, as soon as the dharma image of the saint in yellow came out, the whole world was noisy and chaotic, with chicken feathers everywhere, and the scene was indescribably weird and funny.
Looking at the huge rooster with its head held high and its chest held high by a group of hens in the center like stars holding the moon, Zhong Wen almost laughed out loud and almost felt some sympathy for this strong saint.
This "Golden Rooster Palace" is probably going to be difficult to recruit disciples, right?
Zhong Wen's mind was racing with thoughts, and the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly. He was having a hard time enduring it.
Little did he know that his speculation was not just random thoughts.
The real name of the sage in yellow is Kim Deok-ki.
As the palace owner and the only saint, he can be said to be the face of the entire Golden Rooster Palace.
However, every time when fighting against other saints, once one's own appearance is sacrificed, regardless of victory or defeat, the image of the sect will be greatly reduced. Not to mention the most talented, even the disciples with slightly better qualifications will never join.
As a result, the Golden Rooster Palace, which has not been supplemented by fresh blood, has always been just a third-rate sect, and is ridiculed from time to time. Its position in the world of cultivation can be described as very embarrassing.
This also made Jin Deji worried all day long, and his hair was half gray with worry. How could he have time to discipline his son?
Zhong Wen's expression naturally cannot escape Jin Deji's eyes.
Forget it for others, why are you, a naked man wearing topless clothes, still having the nerve to make fun of me?
Being pitied by Zhong Wen, who was only wearing a pair of "shorts", was so insulting that his self-esteem was greatly hurt, and an uncontrollable anger surged into his heart.
"Thousands of chickens crow!"
Jin Deji suddenly closed his palms, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he uttered four words loudly.
In his domain, roosters and hens sang in unison, and the continuous crows came to Zhong Wen from all directions.
At this moment, Zhong Wen felt dizzy and his eardrums were about to burst. It was as if countless people were repeating "Every country has its national anthem" in Cantonese beside his ears.
Damn it!
It's actually a sonic attack!
He was shocked and realized that he was deceived by the appearance of the Golden Rooster and began to underestimate the enemy.
These cock crows clearly contained the terrifying sage's path. Every sound was sharp and harsh. Just listening to it for a few breaths actually gave him a splitting headache. His mind was unstable and he was about to fall from the air. The blessing was placed on his body.
The colors of various spiritual skills also become vague and almost disappear.
Finally, he got wise in his haste and quickly activated the "Five Yuan Magic".
This magical skill brings together the strengths of the five great sages, and changing the frequency of things is exactly the characteristic of "Qin Sage" Feng Wuya's skills.
As the frequency of the sound near the ears changes, the originally sharp rooster's crow gradually becomes softer, and finally becomes like an ordinary rooster's crow, no longer posing a threat.
"It's rude to come and not reciprocate!"
Zhong Wen's expression relaxed, his eyes radiated bright light again, he shouted sharply, the dragon shadow hovered at his feet, and he appeared in front of Jin Deji in a flash.
He struck out with a palm of his right hand and grabbed the void with his left hand. He actually used the two holy spirit skills of "Spiritual Transformation Palm" and "Star-catching Moon Hand" at the same time, attacking the Golden Rooster Palace Master from two directions.
"Arrogant!"
Feeling the two powerful forces coming from the front and back, Jin Deji sneered, using his palms as claws, golden light shone, and faced the attacks from the front and back respectively.
At this moment, he suddenly felt his heart pounding and the blood in his body started to flow backwards.
How come it looks a bit like "Qin Sheng" Feng Wuya's tricks?
A strange color flashed in Jin Deji's eyes, and he was filled with surprise and uncertainty. He couldn't help but guess Zhong Wen's origin.
Fortunately, this weird feeling was not strong enough to have a big impact on him.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Three loud noises erupted in the air. The first two came from the collision of two people's spiritual skills, but the third one was the sound of the white light man's fist hitting the saint's face.
here we go again!
What the hell?
He received an inexplicable punch on the face. Although it failed to break the saint's face, it was still quite painful. In addition, the ensuing negative states such as loss of spiritual power and blood reflux really annoyed him.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Zhong Wen's offensive was like a violent storm, continuous and never-ending, forcing Jin Deji to not respond with any moves. "Zhong Wen No. 2" also took this opportunity to continuously put his fists on the saint's round cheeks.
He, he is fighting a saint?
Shangguan Mingyue in the distance stared at the two people fighting fiercely in the sky, dumbfounded, her eyes filled with astonishment.
In her mind, a saint is the most powerful person who dominates the entire world of cultivation. He is a supreme existence that is high and out of reach. If he were placed ten thousand years later, he would be the master of the world that she would never even dream of meeting.
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Now that she saw that the young man who had been laughing and joking all day long and quarreling with her was actually having a heated argument with a saint, she couldn't help but feel as if she was in a dream.
Time passed by minute by minute, but the fierce battle between Jin Deji and Zhong Wen seemed to be endless, and there was never a winner.
In fact, these two authorities are aware of their own suffering.
Mo Kan Zhong Wen used his body to hold Jin Deji down, and used "Zhong Wen No. 2" to continuously hit him on the face. It seemed that he had the upper hand, but in fact it did not cause much harm to the opponent. On the contrary, he was fighting against the saint.
As the spiritual power of the confrontation rebounded, his fists ached slightly.
After all, the white light man's attack power was inferior. Even though his punches hit the flesh, he still couldn't break through the opponent's saint-level physical defense.
However, Jin Deji, a dignified saint and the highest-level being in the world of cultivation, was brutally beaten by a young man who looked to be less than twenty years old. Although the damage was not great, it was extremely insulting.
Under this situation, it was difficult to make an effective counterattack for a while. When he wanted to escape, he couldn't lose face, and he immediately fell into an extremely embarrassing situation.
While the two sides were in a stalemate, suddenly two yellow silhouettes came from a distance and hovered in the sky not far away.
"This...this..." The person on the left was a skinny middle-aged man in a yellow shirt. When he saw the two people fighting fiercely in the air, his eyes widened and he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.
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"Is the one below the Young Palace Master?" The man on the right was also wearing a yellow shirt and looked quite handsome. He glanced at the golden sand sculpture with an incredibly swollen face and asked with some uncertainty.
"Elder Mi! Elder Mao!"
Seeing these two men in yellow shirts, Jin Shadiao's eyes lit up. Regardless of the pain all over his body, he waved his arms vigorously, "Quick! Go help daddy deal with this brat!"
The two men in yellow shirts whom he called "Elder Mi" and "Elder Mao" looked at the magnificent and shocking battle between Jin Deji and Zhong Wen, then looked at each other and smiled bitterly at the same time: "Young Palace Master, you think too highly of us both.
Well, in a saint-level battle, how can the Spirit Lord be able to intervene at will?"
In the opinion of the two Golden Rooster Palace elders, Zhong Wen, who can fight passionately with a saint, must also have the same level of cultivation. In such a level of fighting, even if he wants to get closer, he may be killed.
Can we still talk about helping?
"That little bitch is in the same group as the boy above!" Jin Shadiao was rejected by the two people and was not willing to accept it. He glanced at the worried Shangguan Mingyue in the distance, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly,
"Hurry and catch her, maybe you can make that kid submit!"
Pinch a soft persimmon?
This can be done!
Realizing that the eldest lady only had ordinary spiritual cultivation, the two elders immediately became interested and spread out their movements in unison. Without caring about their face, they rushed out in the direction of Shangguan Mingyue.
Oops!
Zhong Wen looked at the six directions, and of course he would not ignore these two new elders of the Golden Rooster Palace.
Sensing that both of them had the cultivation level of a Taoist Spirit Master, which was far beyond what Shangguan Mingyue could match, his expression changed and he was about to rush to support.
However, Jin Deji, who has the cultivation of a saint, is not an ordinary person. Foreseeing Zhong Wen's intention to evacuate, he raised his arms and exuded a powerful aura. He grabbed his right hand forward and gathered spiritual power in his palm.
He pulled out a gleaming golden sword with a unique comb-shaped hilt, and slashed at the young man in front of him.
His swordsmanship was so fast, strange, and unpredictable that Zhijiao Zhong Wen was in a hurry, overwhelmed, and unable to escape.
Grandma, try your best!
Seeing that Shangguan Mingyue was about to suffer, Zhong Wen gritted his teeth, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
The Show of Tihua!
A mysterious and mysterious aura emanated from him.
In an instant, he transformed into the most handsome man in the entire area.
He is so beautiful that it makes the scalps of all sentient beings numb and makes the heaven and earth eclipse!
Elder Mi and Elder Mao, whose palms were almost touching Shangguan Mingyue, froze and turned around to look at Tianxiu Man, who was wearing only a pair of shorts high in the air.
I really want to beat him!
At this moment, such an idea appeared in their minds at the same time.