In the stone chamber, Xuan Hui was furious and his tone was very arrogant.
He had no respect for the portrait of the layman Yunhua. Not only did he not kneel down, he also wanted to snatch the inherited treasure left by him.
I saw this man's feet motionless, the spiritual energy in his body moving. After a moment, a strange light shot out from his eyes, and he began to search for the location of the inherited treasure in the stone chamber.
Liang Yan saw this scene from a distance and became more cautious. While pushing the Tianji Pearl to the extreme, he also moved back more than ten feet.
Xuan Hui used some weird child's magic to search carefully in the stone room for a while. Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he looked at the portrait on the wall again.
"Something weird!"
Xuan Hui's eyes narrowed, and the strange light in his eyes became brighter, as if he wanted to see through the portrait.
"I see... You hid the chance treasure behind the picture, do you want to use your remaining power to scare future generations? But I, Xuan Hao, will not accept this trick!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already punched out in the air. The powerful force formed a fist mark in mid-air and directly hit the portrait of the layman Yunhua.
boom!
A loud noise came, shaking the entire stone room several times.
Liang Yan was still hiding in the corridor outside the stone room. When he looked at it carefully, he found that the fist mark did not hit the portrait of layman Yunhua, but stopped about three feet away from the portrait.
The layman Yunhua in the portrait also stretched out a palm, with the palm facing outward, and a ray of green light shot out, turning into a cage and imprisoning Xuan Hui's fist seal in place.
At the same time, the text below the portrait has also changed. Now there are only eight small characters, which reads:
"Now that you have seen me, why don't you worship me?"
"Hmph! Pretending!"
Xuan Hui didn't accept this trick at all. A fierce light burst out from his eyes, and the Buddhist Sanskrit on his right arm suddenly lit up. Then he turned his palm, and a bright golden lotus unexpectedly appeared in his palm.
"go!"
Xuan Hui shouted low, pushed it gently with his right hand, and the bright golden lotus flew towards the portrait of layman Yun Hua.
Although the golden lotus was small, the terrifying power contained in it made even the corners of Liang Yan's eyes jump slightly.
"It's actually the Luotian Sect's secret that has not been passed down: 'Palm Lotus'!"
Liang Yan secretly exclaimed when he saw this scene.
As the Palace Master of the Bihai Palace in Wushuang City, he has read extensively over the years and has also consulted a lot of information related to the Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities, and he is particularly interested in Luotian Mountain.
The magical secret technique used by the person in front of him is one of the thirty-six unique skills that Luo Tianshan regards as a secret: "Lotus Palm".
This spell does not have much mystery. It is purely known for its destructive power. The user condenses his spiritual power into a golden lotus. When the lotus blooms, powerful power will burst out. It is the perfect way to slay demons in Luotian Mountain
The art of killing!
At this moment, this little golden lotus was flying towards the portrait of layman Yunhua at an extremely fast speed. Liang Yan, on the other hand, held his breath and concentrated, staring straight ahead, wanting to see this of Xuan Hui.
How effective is the attack?
brush!
Just when the golden lotus was about to hit the portrait, the layman Yunhua in the painting suddenly turned his head, opened his mouth, and sprayed out a ray of glow, turning into a white crane in mid-air.
The crane neighed, moved forward with its long beak, and actually caught Xuan Hao's "Palm Lotus" in its mouth!
The powerful aura dissipated at this moment, and the lotus leaves of the "Palm Lotus" all rolled inward, and there was no longer any power at all.
"how so........"
Xuan Hui had a look of disbelief on his face, and subconsciously took a few steps back.
"My 'Palm Lotus' has been completely suppressed... What is the realm of this layman Yunhua? He has been dead for countless thousands of years, how can he still suppress my magic?"
In fact, he was not the only one who was shocked, even Liang Yan outside the stone room also showed surprise at this time.
"What a powerful spell! This layman Yunhua has been dead for who knows how many thousands of years, and the portrait he left behind can actually suppress Xuan Hui. Judging from this, this person's cultivation level at that time may have reached the realm of resolving calamities and overcoming two disasters.
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Both of them were shocked by the strength of layman Yunhua, but at the same time, they also wanted to get the other's inherited treasure.
It's just that Xuan Hui didn't know Liang Yan's existence, so he seemed even more urgent.
"Huh, I don't believe it. You've been dead for so many years, and you can still stop me with just a portrait?"
Xuan Hui narrowed his eyes, and the Taoist mantra on his left arm suddenly lit up, and a green glow burst out from the top of his head, turning into a green ancient tree in mid-air.
This ancient tree is full of vitality and contains powerful Yimu spiritual energy. As soon as it appears, it slowly rotates in mid-air. Countless branches and vines spread out from the trunk, bypassing the white crane in the middle and heading towards the layman Yunhua.
's portrait.
In mid-air, the crane neighed, trying to block these vines. However, Yimu's spiritual energy was extremely smooth, and only part of the vines were separated to entangle with the crane, while the other part of the vines went straight to the target.
"This time it must be Wuzhuang Mountain Qingmuya's method, right?"
Although Liang Yan didn't know this magical power, Xuan Hui himself had once told him that he learned Taoism at Qingmu Cliff in Wuzhuang Mountain. The spell in front of him contained powerful Yimu spiritual energy and was an orthodox method of the Taoist sect. It obviously came from Wuzhuang Mountain.
undoubtedly.
Whether it was the previous "Palm Lotus" or the current Yimu magical power, the strength that Xuan Hui showed was much stronger than when he was at Suixu Mountain.
Obviously, this person hid most of his strength at that time, and deliberately showed his reckless side in front of everyone, and made himself very embarrassed.
All of this was done deliberately by Xuan Hui, with the purpose of paralyzing other geniuses and making others look down upon him.
Liang Yan saw everything in the stone room and secretly became vigilant.
"He is indeed a scheming person! This person's magical powers are not weak, and he is good at hiding his clumsiness. It is not surprising that he became the first batch of geniuses to enter the 'Mountain Palace'...
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Just as he was thinking secretly, the ancient tree that Xuan Hui had condensed using Taoist magical powers had arrived less than ten feet away from the portrait. Countless vines swarmed out from the ancient tree, like chains. He reached out to the layman Yunhua in the portrait.
At this moment, a red light suddenly lit up in the portrait, and layman Yunhua's fiery red hair was seen rising from his crown, and his originally indifferent eyes became fierce at this moment.
The entire stone chamber was shrouded in a layer of blood-red light, and powerful pressure swept in from all directions, making Xuan Hui almost breathless.
In fact, not to mention him, even Liang Yan outside the stone room sensed great danger at this time and involuntarily took more than ten steps back.
As for the ancient trees that Xuan Hui had condensed using the Taoist spiritual power, they were even more overwhelmed under this pressure.
Not long after, a loud "Bang!" was heard, and the ancient tree was crushed to the point of bursting, turning into a ball of Yimu spiritual energy again, slowly dissipating into the stone chamber.
Xuan Hui's face had turned red. At this time, he could not speak or move, as if he was being held firmly in place by an invisible giant hand.
He raised his eyelids with difficulty and looked forward.
I saw that the small characters under the portrait had changed again. This time it read: "The Confucian sect of Tianji Pavilion has a certain etiquette and law. You and other younger disciples do not know how to respect their teachers and respect their principles. They are not the ones I am destined to have. Within three breaths, if you don't Kowtow and leave quickly!"
After seeing the small characters under the portrait clearly, Xuan Hui's eyes showed surprise and uncertainty.
At this moment, in the stone chamber, the red glow was overwhelming, and the terrifying power contained in it had suppressed Xuan Hui to the point of sweating profusely.
"What a powerful mana restriction!"
Liang Yan, who was outside the stone room, had already taken dozens of steps back. Looking at Xuan Hui's situation, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.
Fortunately, this person entered the stone chamber on his behalf. If he had entered in person, I am afraid that he would be no different from Xuan Hui now. Under the suppression of this force, the methods of the top ten geniuses would be impossible to resist.
"Master Yunhua......This person is not an ordinary monk in the realm of calamity!"
Liang Yan squinted his eyes, focused his gaze, and looked into the stone chamber again.
At this time, Xuan Hui's face was cloudy and uncertain, his eyes kept flashing, and he seemed to be having a war between heaven and man in his heart.
However, there was not much time left for him. As the red clouds in the stone room became thicker and thicker, the man finally made a choice.
I saw a trace of humiliation in Xuan Hui's eyes, but the humiliation was fleeting. The next moment, there was a "Plop!" and Xuan Hui's knees softened and he knelt directly on the futon in front of him.
After kneeling down, he didn't say anything nonsense, and didn't even look at the portrait above his head. He kowtowed directly on the ground.
Winter! Winter! Winter!
After kowtowing three times in succession, the anger of Layman Yunhua in the painting subsided and his eyes became calm again.
At the same time, the red glow in the stone room also dissipated, and the small characters under the portrait also changed:
"Now that you have kowtowed three times, you can obtain my magical power and secret technique!"
As soon as this line of writing appeared, a ray of rays of light shot out from the portrait, and a bamboo slip was wrapped in the rays of light. It looked very old and simple.
Xuan Hui's eyes flickered for a few times, and without hesitation, he raised his hand and took the bamboo slip in front of him.
He still knelt on the futon and did not move. He just opened the bamboo slips with his hands. After a rough glance, his face turned from gloomy to clear, and finally showed a look of ecstasy.
"Hahaha! God is really helping me!"
Xuan Hui's face was excited, and without hesitation, he put the bamboo slips in his hands into the storage ring, leaned down, and kowtowed to the portrait again.
A series of kowtow sounds rang out in the stone chamber, which stunned Liang Yan outside.
You must know that this person was very arrogant just now, but he didn't expect to change so quickly. Looking at the posture of kowtowing now, people who didn't know better thought he was thanking his parents.
"A good guy, capable of bending and stretching, he is a character!"
Liang Yan was a little amused. His eyes turned and fell on Xuan Hui's storage ring.
"I didn't expect there to be a treasure..."
He was also quite interested in the bamboo slips that flew out of the painting just now, but at this moment, it was not the time for him to show up.
If you kowtow three times, you will get the secret method; if you kowtow a hundred times, you will get the inheritance.
According to the small words that first appeared under the portrait, this volume of magical powers and secrets is just an appetizer. The real treasure is yet to come!
.........Winter!Winter!Winter!
Just when Liang Yan's mind was spinning, Xuan Hui had kowtowed ninety-nine times, and with every kowtow he made, a streak of colorful rays of light would fly out of the portrait.
These rays of light gathered together and turned into a colorful halo, suspended in the mid-air directly in front of Xuan Hui.
winter!
As a muffled sound came, Xuan Hui kowtowed for the hundredth time.
And from the portrait, the last colorful ray of light flew out and merged into the halo above Xuan Hai's head.
In an instant, the precious light shines brightly in the stone chamber!
A refreshing and warm aura filled the entire space, faint fairy music sounded from all around, and auspicious clouds even appeared on the top of the stone chamber, which was a precursor to the birth of an exotic treasure!
Although Xuan Hui's face was still calm, judging from the slightly twitching corners of his eyes, he must be very excited inside.
It is a shame to kowtow a hundred times, but it is nothing compared to the great treasure that is about to be born.
When he succeeds in his cultivation in the future, he can come back and smash this portrait of the layman Yunhua, or even level the entire Thousand Machines Demonic Tower, wouldn't it be enough to avenge today's shame?
Thinking of this, Xuan Hui felt even more urgent and stared at the halo in mid-air.
At this moment, the glow in the halo had slowly dissipated, and finally a three-foot-square colorful cloud futon appeared.
"Huh?"
Xuan Hui couldn't help but was slightly stunned when he saw this scene in front of him.
Before the glow dissipated, he thought there must be some rare treasure inside. But when the glow dissipated, the thing inside was revealed to be a futon.
Although this futon is colorful and gorgeous, it is not a magic weapon or a rare elixir.
This was very different from Xuan Hui's expectation, and even made him doubt for a moment: Did this layman Yunhua deliberately play tricks on future generations and deceive himself a hundred times?
However, just when he was filled with doubts, one of the densely packed Taoist runes on his left arm suddenly glowed brightly!
The moment he saw this rune light up, Xuan Hui's childish eyes shrank suddenly.
Without even thinking about it, he immediately jumped forward and without having time to look back, he directly hit himself behind with a backhand palm!
Rumble!
The spiritual power of Buddhism turned into a huge palm print in mid-air, majestic and mighty!
However, at the moment when the palm mark was formed, a silver sword light flew past, piercing the palm mark with just one sword strike, and the sword light remained unabated and struck straight at Xuan Hai's head.
Xuan Hui was attacked in a hurry, and his magical powers were not powerful enough to resist him. Moreover, the flying sword was already in front of him, and it was too late to dodge.
At the critical moment, the man did not panic, but crossed his arms on his chest. Green and gold lights flew out from his left and right arms respectively, forming a huge light shield above his head.
boom!
The silver sword light struck the light shield, making a crisp sound and flying backwards, turning into a silver sword pellet. The light shield itself only cracked a crack and did not completely collapse.
After blocking the first wave of enemy sneak attacks, Xuan Hui breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around, wanting to see who was so bold, when he saw a figure appearing directly above him.
This man was wearing a gray robe and looked to be about twenty years old. He was tall and tall. He first raised his hand to collect the sword pill, and then tapped his toes lightly on the light shield above his head, and then he used the force to fly high into the sky.
"It's you!"
Xuan Hui recognized the person at a glance. It was Wushuang Chengliang Yan, one of the top ten geniuses!
But the next moment, he thought of something again, and his expression suddenly changed.
"not good!"
Under Xuan Hui's shocked and angry gaze, Liang Yan took advantage of his strength and jumped up, landing on the colorful futon in mid-air.
brush!
The five-color glow suddenly erupted, and powerful space power surged out from inside the futon, like a tornado, instantly covering Liang Yan's figure...