After the delicate voice sounded, several dark green fires suddenly lit up in the ancient temple, floating up and down, a yin energy mixed in the wind, overflowing, making Hong Yi feel slightly cool in his skin.
Over the years, he has been pursuing the legend of the West Mountain and deeply understood the strange and chaotic things, so he has not much fear of such a scene.
What's more, the West Mountain is at the feet of the emperor, and there are many powerful people in Yujing City and many experts emerge. What kind of ghosts dare to cause trouble here?
Hong Yi calmed down and said with a smile:
"Since the girl was invited to each other with great affection, Hong Yi was naturally disrespectful."
He stepped into the temple gate and saw a girl in white sitting on the incense table, with her legs crossed, her hands supporting the desk table, and looking at him with a smile.
The girl was wearing a plain white gauze dress, with a well-proportioned figure, and looked beautiful, with bright features, like fine brushwork. Even if she didn't apply powder, she was also very beautiful, quite aura, giving people a fresh and decorative feeling.
The beauty of the ancient temple is undoubtedly a beautiful scene.
But Hong Yi was well-read and well-versed in the affairs of ghosts and gods. He was unmoved at all. He just bowed to the girl and said in a deep voice:
"Boy Hong Yi, I've met a girl."
The girl in white pushed her back with her back hand and jumped from the incense table to Hong Yi's side. She stood tall and graceful, with her hair floating, and Hong Yi's nose twitched, and she smelled a faint fragrance from her body, which made her feel a little embarrassed.
The girl didn't realize that there was anything, but she just circled around Hong Yi, looked him up and down, smiled generously, stretched out a fair and plain hand, and her five fingers were slender.
"My name is Tu Shansang, I have met this young master."
Hong Yi looked at the hand and was stunned.
"What is the girl doing?"
Tu Shansang exclaimed, scratched his head with his left hand, and said in confusion:
"Don't you say hello like this?"
Since the girl appeared, Hong Yi felt extremely mysterious in both her actions and words, but this subconscious action still showed the most essential innocence.
Hong Yi knew that even if this person had a different origin, he was just a cute girl. He couldn't help but let go of his guard and laughed silently.
"There is no such etiquette in Daqian."
"Oh~"
The girl's eyes circulated, she clapped her hands and said happily:
"As soon as the young master saw it, he knew that he was a well-read person with a lot of knowledge. Can you come to our mountain gate to communicate?
Over the years, although there have been many people entering the mountain, they are all people who are greedy and are rarely seen like young masters. ”
When the four words "poverty of profit" were mentioned, a strong disgust appeared on the girl's face.
Hong Yi knew that over the past twenty years, the princes and nobles in Yujing City had the tradition of going into the mountains to hunt foxes after the beginning of winter.
Most of these people are the greedy people in the mouth of girls. From this tone, she seems to be a native of Xishan...?
Hong Yi thought about this and suddenly spoke:
"Is this girl a fox fairy in the mountains?"
"Fox Fairy?"
Tu Shansang was stunned for a moment, covering his mouth and smiling, with his eyebrows and eyes curled. Although the laughter was not loud, the smile was revealed from his eyes, which was extremely contagious, which made Hong Yi feel warm in his heart when he saw it.
"Young Master is joking. Although I am a little bit practicing, I am still far from the word "Immortal".
However, if the young master is lucky enough to be able to gain the eye of the ancestor, he may be able to truly see what the word "Immortal" means. ”
When talking about the word "ancestor", the mysterious girl couldn't help but feel extremely respectful in her eyes, and Hong Yi was also shocked.
When the Daqian Dynasty was founded, two scriptures were compiled. One included the martial arts of the world, called the "Martial Classic" and the other included the Taoist arts of the world, called the "Tao Classic".
Although these two books have long been banned from being engraved, Hong Yi still learned about this from the notes of many scholars.
He also knew that only those who have achieved great success in martial arts and Taoism could be given the word "Immortal".
Although Hong Yi did not understand Taoism, he knew that even his father, who was the Grand Master of the dynasty and had outstanding martial arts, seemed to have never entered the realm of martial arts. He could only be called "saint" and not enough to be called "immortal".
What kind of character is the ancestor in this girl?
When Hong Yi thought of this, his heart couldn't help but feel hot.
He had long been the intention of practicing martial arts, but he lived in the Marquis' Mansion for a long time and was subject to everything. Another Mrs. Zhao was eyeing her, so she could not get what she wanted.
What's more, practicing martial arts is expensive. With the money he received from the Marquis' Mansion every month, it is extremely difficult to support himself alone. It is completely a fantasy to ask martial arts to teach and practice bow and horses.
Now, there is such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity before Hong Yi, how can he not be excited?
But Hong Yi was a person who had struggled in the Marquis' Mansion. He did not say that he had a clear understanding of the world and had a clear understanding of human nature, but he also had some wisdom. He immediately suppressed his heart and bowed to his hands:
"Miss Sang, can the noble school have a reputation?"
Although the Daqian Dynasty was a good Taoist dynasty, there were only three Taoist sects that were enthroned by the imperial court.
Although Hong Yi didn't care much about the so-called enthronement, he didn't want to enter the cult of "the path of no birth" and "the path of vacuum".
Although Tu Shansang's demeanor and grace are not those inferior characters, he still has to ask in person.
Tu Shansang didn't doubt him. He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly his face changed and exclaimed:
"Not good!"
The girl was like a ghost, and she grabbed Hong Yi and rushed out of the ancient temple. Hong Yi felt the mountain wind howling, the face was cold, and she felt like she was flying in the clouds and fog.
But at the same time, he also noticed a hot breath that burst out like flames, and rushed from behind, and his clothes, hair, and even his flesh were about to burn.
Before Hong Yi could taste this feeling, he was penetrated by a force on the ground and fell into a mess. His mind was even more dizzy and his bones were almost disintegrating.
Hong Yi tried hard to raise his head, but found that he had left the ancient temple and came to a deserted forest. The moonlight shone from the gaps between the leaves, reflecting an extremely tall figure.
This is a mighty man, and the most eye-catching thing is the shiny bald head, like a brass-cast bald head.
His eyes wide open, he glared at Hong Yi and Tu Shansang lying on the ground, and kept rubbing his scalp with his hands, as if he was about to rub out sparks, and he seemed extremely manic.
When Hong Yi saw this person, he felt that he was not a human, but a beast, ferocious beast, and evil beast that was locked in a cage, constantly rubbing his sharp teeth, eager to tear open his throat and suck blood.
With this great man as the center, it is dozens of feet in a radius, and it is covered with a scorching breath. The grass and trees are withered and yellow, and the earth is charred, like the remains left by wildfires burning the mountains.
The great man and Hong Yi looked at each other and stepped in front of him. The strong wind pressure brought by the huge body made Hong Yi unable to breathe at all and almost passed away.
A giant hand grabbed Tu Shansang's slender waist and lifted the girl up. The blue veins on the big man's face were raised, and red light burst out in his eyes, as if he had endured it to the limit, saying word by word:
"He, come, what, where?!"
In front of this giant man, the mysterious and powerful Tushansang was like a harmless baby beast with humans and animals.
Although she struggled violently, the big man's hand was tighter, and a creaking sound came from her palm, as if she was even pinching her bones.
When Hong Yi saw this scene, a strong sense of injustice suddenly emerged in his chest. He slapped the earth, ignored the severe pain all over his body, and suddenly rose up and shouted:
"Who are you!"
The man heard this loud shout, his eyes suddenly changed drastically, his expression was confused and dazed, as if he was deeply trapped in some kind of memory and could not extricate himself.
Even the indestructible giant hand was unconsciously let go.
Hong Yi hurriedly ran over, picked up Tu Shansang, hugged the girl in his arms, and used his body temperature to provide him with a meager sense of security.
Tu Shansang turned his head, looked at Hong Yi's handsome and energetic young man's face, smiled, shook all over, then broke free from his arms, stood up, and said softly:
"Don't worry, this is Xishan, he can't do anything to us."
Hong Yi did not have the confidence of Tu Shansang.
Because he could feel that purely in terms of qi and blood, the person in front of him was even better than Hong Xuanji, one of the two peak martial saints of the Daqian Dynasty.
However, if martial arts and Taoism pursue immortality who transcends life and death and is free for a lifetime.
Then the feeling that this person gave Hong Yi was to make all things sink and devour the peerless evil demons in the world!
But even so, Hong Yi nodded, comforting the girl, staring at the man more closely, and his thoughts were changing - this guy was not sober, and he seemed to have an opportunity to take advantage of it.
While Hong Yi was thinking, the man had already looked over.
But this time, his eyes were no longer manic, but instead dark, like a bottomless abyss, which made Hong Yi feel even more chilling.
This person who can cultivate martial arts to this level must be a person with wise and talented people. He was just unconscious, and it is likely that there was something wrong with martial arts.
But when a true strong man gets back his due wisdom, no one can guess his thoughts.
At least, Hong Yi doesn't think he can do it.
The bald giant narrowed his eyes, looked at the devastated battlefield, and exhaled a calm voice without any madness.
"Boy, ask who I am? Then I will tell you now, you will hear it clearly!"
As soon as these words were said, Hong Yi and Tu Shansang both had a solemn face. They knew that with this man's martial arts, they must have a shocking background.
Judging from the appearance of this person, he does not seem to be a Middle-earth person. I wonder if he was a Huoluo powerful man from the Western Regions, a Yunmeng master from the grassland, or an overseas alien?
While the two were thinking, they heard the man's voice sounding loudly and said proudly:
"I Temujin is the Fengge Luantai Pingzhangshi and the dismissed ambassador of the Southeast Dao, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, the general of the Qinshenghunting to fight against the Japanese, and the governor of the military and political affairs of the Southeast Dao.
The emperor, the counselor, was confidential, and promoted various martial arts factions to eliminate Japanese traits in the sea. He inherited the wrong love of the elders in the Southeast and was called the "Prince of Dragon". ”
Tu Shansang knew very little about the outside world. When he heard these words, he felt that this person was really unfathomable, with his power spread across black and white. In the words of the ancestor, is this the leader and the leader of the Southeast?
When Hong Yi heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
The Daqian official office system sets up cabinets and six ministries in the center, and local areas are divided by provinces. I have never heard of the saying "Fengge Luantai Pairs the Chapter" or "Southeast Road Demolishes Ambassadors".
Moreover, the Daluo Sect, whose father Hong Xuanji was born, is the holy land of martial arts in the south. The Zhao family of the eldest wife is also the most famous family in the south.
With Hong Xuanji's status, how could the court send such a person to the southeast and serve as the "General to fight against the Japanese invaders"?
How can I start with the word "Japanese"?
As for the four words "Prince of Dragon", it is even more terrifying. Who doesn't know about the countries in the world? Emperor Qian is a powerful lord of a generation and has profound authority.
If the other party is really the so-called "general" or "dismissed envoy", even if the people in the southeast eat the hearts and livers of the ancient dragon, they will never dare to call an imperial official with the word "prince".
You should know that even though his father is the Grand Tutor and is the leader of all officials, he is just a marquis.
Because of this dissonance, Hong Yi was almost certain that although the other party seemed sober, he was still talking nonsense.
As Hong Yi expected, this man who claimed to be Temujin, suddenly laughed wildly after saying this passage by signing up the dish.
"Hahahahaha, in fact, these are all disguises. My true identity is the Lord of the East China Sea Magician Palace and the Dragon Lord of Qiantang.
Now that I come here, I want to flood 800 miles of crops and cause disaster to the southeastern region! ”
As the words were heard, "Temujin"'s body also began to change drastically, with scales piercing the skin and clothing, horns on the forehead, the facial bones twisted, the five fingers turned into sharp claws, the tail vertebrae drilled out, and turned into a long tail.
Hong Yi only felt that he was in a weird and terrifying nightmare. The monster that should have only existed in his imagination is now so real.
In an instant, this man turned from a mighty man into a half-human and half-dragon monster. Every scale and every muscle emitted a blazing and violent evil aura from the inside out.
At this time, Hong Yi had already believed in everything this person said. If he had not been a demon dragon, what else could it be? !
But how could such a powerful Dragon King just flood the crops once he landed?
No, food is the most important thing for the people. You should know that the most important foundation of the aristocratic families in the Central Plains is the spiritual rice in the field.
These rice are all spiritual roots. Taking them all year round can easily lead to muscle removal. Because of this, the chances of disciples from aristocratic families becoming more than thousands of times larger than those of ordinary people.
When Hong Yi thought of this, he suddenly took a breath of cold air and felt creepy.
——If you don’t take action, you will be such a big move to attack him. It’s indeed a peerless monster, very vicious. It’s so much better than those monsters who kill and suck blood!
"Temujin" looked at the two of them again and said with a strange smile:
"The only one who can stop me is the Bald Pirate of Fa. I am here to eradicate disasters and clear the last obstacle.
The Pirates of Fa Hai are the most concerned about the disciples. You two happen to be the host of me, hahahahahaha! ”
Amid the crazy laughter, "Temujin" reached out and grabbed Hong Yi and Tu Shansang under his ribs, paused his right foot, and then drilled through the soil and headed towards the ground.
After hearing this, Hong Yi turned pale. He never expected that a scholar who was powerless would be involved in such a powerful battle at this level.
Hong Yi suddenly remembered a voice in his ear, which was soft and weak, hitting people's hearts, which made him calm down involuntarily:
"Young Master, don't panic. Although this man is fierce and stubborn, if he meets the ancestor, he will definitely be defeated! By then, we may also take the opportunity to come over and punch him a few times and exhale!"
These innocent and cute words diluted the strong sense of crisis in Hong Yi's heart a little. He smiled bitterly, but his heart was filled with warmth and nodded gently.
Listening to the words of the Demon Dragon, he was quite afraid of the "Fa Hai Pirate Bald". This person was probably the ancestor mentioned by Miss Sang.
Now, Hong Yi can only put all his hopes on him, hoping that this ancestor really has the ability to subdue dragons and demons. Otherwise, there will be a great disaster in the world!
But the name Fahai seems to be Buddhist, and the man just said that he is from the East China Sea Magician Palace...
Hong Yi's eyes moved, and he suddenly realized the origin of this Western Mountain. It was twenty years ago when he surrounded the Dachan Temple, he fell from the sky and was cast by a group of powerful people and brought to the vicinity of Yujing City.
In this way, could this demon dragon, who calls himself "Temuzhen", be the legendary strong man who occupied the demon god cave in Yunwu Mountain, and the person at the foot of the mountain is a great monk who was born in the Dazen Temple in the past? !
After Hong Yi came to this conclusion, he became more and more nervous.
The reason is very simple. After the war in the past, the demon was able to stir up trouble outside, but this master has never appeared in the world. Compared with the two, he will inevitably lose.
"Temujin" was traveling underground with great momentum, causing the entire western mountain to shake, alarming other existences in the mountain. Only a few loud shouts sounded one after another.
"Who is it!"
"Where is the sacred place, so unrestrained!"
At least five or six figures soared into the sky, each using martial arts and Taoism, and rushed towards the depths of the ground.
From such a distance, Hong Yi could feel the fiery blood and energy emitted from their bodies, which were hard to match even the teachers and guards in the Marquis’ mansion, and even the personal soldiers of Wu Wenhou.
Obviously, this is a group of powerful masters and should have the same origin as Tu Shansang.
But "Temujin" didn't look back. With just a wave of his hand, he had an aura that emerged from the sky and left, knocking these Western masters out of nowhere, causing them to fall to the ground and fall into a fainting state.
Seeing this scene, Hong Yi became more worried about the strength evaluation of "Temujin" in his heart.
——All of them have come here, and that ancestor has not taken action yet. Could it be that he is really bound by his body and has difficulty in freedom?
After a while, Temujin took the two of them deep into the ground and came to a secret mansion.
I don't know who dug this secret palace. It is a hundred feet in a radius and is extremely wide. There are pictures of stars on it, with stars shining and shining. However, the arrangement of galaxies in it is not the same as the starry sky seen by Hong Yi.
Below is the true shape of the Five Mountains. The mountains are towering and undulating. Although they are full of momentum, they are not any famous mountain known to Hong Yi.
In the middle of the Five Mountains' true form diagram, there is a round stone about twelve feet high, which looks like a big cocoon, and like a heart. The stone is covered with fine orifices, and sobs are constantly heard.
This stone connects the earth's veins and the sky stars. It is not so much a stone as a spiritual fetus.
Even though Hong Yi did not understand martial arts, he could clearly feel that there was an extremely rich and pure vitality contained in it.
Just breathing the air in the secret palace, he felt that his limbs and bones were extremely transparent, and the pain disappeared, and his body became much lighter and more flexible.
"Temujin" no longer had time to care about him, but raised his head and looked at the mountain wall behind the round stone.
The mountain wall was not rough at all, but was extremely smooth and crystal clear, like a mirror that reflected a figure.
The man sat cross-legged with his back to everyone, his feathered clothes and starry crowns and his sleeves were floating, leaving the world independent, and wanted to ride the wind and return straight to the nine heavens, living high in the jade building, rubbing the plain moon, overlooking the world.
Only then did Hong Yi realize that Tu Shansang had never told any lies. He could feel a sense of freedom and freedom just by looking at this scroll.
This is not an immortal, what else is an immortal? !
For a moment, he couldn't help but immerse himself in this touch, unable to speak for a long time, and even forgot why Master Fahai was such a Taoist image with a transcendent temperament.
Tu Shansang faced the scroll, jumped up, waved his fist, and shouted:
"Ancestor! Ancestor!"
Temujin looked solemn, with his fists clenched with both hands, his scales and armor were standing upside down, and his beards were floating. He obviously was not calm and shouted angrily:
"The thief is bald, how dare I ruin my good deeds, let me take my life!"
The person in the painting was unmoved, and only heard a sigh echoing, echoing the cave. Although the voice was low, it was like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis, entering the "Temuzhen" brain palace. "I'm a bald man, who are you?"
"Temujin" had thought about this question before, and answered it without any doubts. He sang:
"I am named 'Temuzhen', and I am the lord of the East China Sea Demon Master Palace and the Dragon Lord of Qiantang. This is to destroy the Buddhist teachings and make the demons prosperous in the world!"
"You said, you are a demon, I am a Buddha?"
Although the people in the painting still turn their backs to all living beings, Hong Yi and others felt it. He smiled, his smile faintly, as if he thought the statement "Temuzhen" was extremely interesting.
"Temujin"'s expression changed again when he heard this. The face covered with scales suddenly became distorted, as if he was struggling extremely, and it seemed that he had remembered something, and his headache was split.
Hong Yi felt an ominous premonition from the man's tone, and his face also changed. He pulled Tu Shansang back with a solemn expression and was ready for battle.
"Temujin" hugged his head with both hands and knelt on one knee. After a long time, he raised his head, his scales were restrained, revealing a very majestic face with a wide forehead.
This face is different from the bald man just now, but a feeling came from Hong Yi's heart, as if it was his true face.
The person in the painting sighed again:
"Actually, you are the Buddha."
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After the words were settled, "Temuzhen" suddenly opened her eyes, woke up from a dream, realized the past, and showed a domineering spirit of dominating the present and the world's supreme.
Hong Yi was shocked, and he felt that he was covered in blood and bloody winds and iron horses, as if he had fallen on a battlefield where fighting was in full swing.
The person in the painting, who is clear and elegant, like a fairy and god, suddenly becomes mysterious and gloomy. The picture with the background of the green mountains and rivers suddenly becomes dark and extremely dark.
Even Tushansang, who had great trust in this ancestor, was like falling into an ice cave, and his body was filled with coldness, and his breathing had stopped.
Hong Yi felt distracting thoughts suddenly arise in his heart, his seven emotions were on the face and his six desires were flowing. If he had not read poetry and books well and had a deep skill in sincerity and righteousness, he would have been unable to control himself and showed all kinds of ugly things.
The person in the painting turned around and showed a straight facial features. He was simply ingenious, extremely handsome, full of masculine and heroic spirit, making people forget the world.
When Hong Yi saw this face, the deep-rooted impression of "Immortal" in his heart disappeared, and there was only one word replaced by it, that is, God.
——The god who carries the way of heaven and controls the universe!
Adding to that unscrupulous, mysterious and gloomy temperament, this person is not only a god, but also a demon god!
However, although this person seems to be a flesh and blood body, if you look closely, he is a vague area, like a curling blue smoke, which is obviously just a first-class soul and spirit, not a physical body.
Although Hong Yi often reads stories about gods and ghosts, he saw this kind of existence for the first time and couldn't help but open his eyes wide.
"Temujin" was extremely afraid of this demon-like man, but he was more angry than afraid of him.
"Temujin" took a deep breath and stepped out one step, shaking the mountain and the earth, and the rock wall cracked and fine lines, winding and stretching around, with endless sounds of breaking.
A fire lit up in his eyes, saying word by word:
"It's been twenty years, twenty years. I have never had a day in Yinyue. I have been sober. All of this is thanks to you. The leader of Pingtian Sect slowly walks and walks slowly!"
Imprint the moon?
When Hong Yi and Tu Shansang heard this name, they were both stunned.
They have all heard that twenty years ago, there was an elder named Yin Yue, a master of the Great Chan Temple who entered the path of immortality and achieved the realm of human and immortality, and was even better than the two peak martial saints of King Shenwei and Marquis Wu Wen. He was the first person in martial arts in the world.
But, isn’t this man dead in battle? !
When contacting the content of the two of them just talked, Hong Yi suddenly had a guess and was shocked, but he was not sure.
Because if it was as he expected, the methods of this Pingtian Sect Master were simply incredible!
The person in the painting also looked sighing and sighed:
"Twenty years, it's been twenty years..."
Although he only has the divine thoughts here, he looked calm when facing Yin Yue, the immortal. After holding his hands, he smiled and said:
"In these twenty years, Xu really owes you. If you hadn't helped me share the devil's thoughts, I would have had at least twenty years to truly wake up."
Xu Xing looked at Hong Yi in his words, his tone was erratic, unpredictable.
"At that time, I'm afraid it's too late."
Yin Yue took another step forward.
The extremely suppressed anger merged with the qi, blood and fist intention, turning into a blazing red sun that lingers around the body, steaming out a scorching breath like a molten scent, and unparalleled power is ready to be released and about to burst out.
His voice was loud and he said bluntly:
"The grudge between you and me is in this punch."
Yin Yue said this so hard, just like his fist, without any false pretentiousness, and was completely sincere.
Xu Xing smiled:
"One punch, isn't it a little less?"
Yin Yue clenched her fist and said bluntly:
"A lot of it. In the past twenty years, after I have gained your memory, I have made a lot of progress, let alone..."
He looked at Xu Xing and the spiritual fetus, and shook his head.
"You have no physical body now, and the human immortal fist intention is the most restraining your soul. I have already taken advantage of you."
Xu Xing raised his eyebrows without comment, but just reached out to lead him, indicating that Yin Yue could punch. This was completely the attitude of the elders of the master sect facing the younger disciples.
But Yin Yue didn't realize that there was anything wrong with him.
Because Yin Yue, who has some memories of Xu Xing, is very clear about how this leader from the world has emerged one after another and is unfathomable.
Even if only the soul of such a person is left here, he will not be able to let his Yin Yue be careless.
Yin Yue thought about this, shouted in a deep voice, took another step, came to Xu Xing's soul, and punched her straight, the blood boiled to the extreme, and the intention of the fist exploded completely.
Hong Yi and Tu Shansang felt that this hundred-foot cave suddenly turned into a burnt hell with mud and fire swelling. In this environment, not to mention that the soul was leaving the body, even the body could not support it.
Xu Xing saw a Buddha standing on Yin Yue's body, and even heard the sound of the sacred sound from the major acupoints around him, wanting to suppress the heavens in the ten directions and subdue all the evil demons of the heretics.
This Buddha seemed to have emerged from the Asura field and attained enlightenment in endless disputes and bloody battles. He had both the invincible spirit and the Buddhist principles that make people convert to, and was a true fighting Buddha.
In the past twenty years, Yin Yue has been in chaos in his mind and has almost no moment of awakening, but he is an immortal who spontaneously turns the part of Xu Xing's memory into his own use.
Among them, the ones that benefit Yin Yue the most were the Buddhist supernatural powers learned by Xu Xing, and the catalog of War Gods from Temujin.
The two are combined, and then the seal of Yinyue’s own Tathagata Dharma Seal becomes the real fighting Buddha today.
Or in other words - defeat the Buddha with a fight!
When Xu Xing faced this punch, a look of admiration appeared on his face. He rolled his right sleeves with his five fingers together to form a palm, and pushed it out in moderation, and fought hard with Yin Yue's fight against Buddha.
Yin Yue's fist is no longer the same as twenty years ago. If you meet Meng Shenji's "Huanyu Divine Sword" and "Light-Yin Divine Sword" from that time, you can easily break it with just one blow.
But Xu Xing's palm has a burning meaning that runs through it, like the hub of the sky axis, which rotates the universe and mediates the creation, pulls the stars in the sky, and turns them into one's own strength.
Compared with the infinite "Huanyu Divine Sword", the artistic conception of this palm is stronger, vast and majestic.
Yin Yue's boxing intention was immediately frustrated when he first came into contact with it. Although the boxing force had not changed, it could not help but appear messy.
As soon as he walked, the five fingers were combined, the true shape of the Five Mountains suddenly shone brightly, connecting the earth's energy for hundreds of miles, and interlaced with patterns and lines, condensed into five mountains, falling down with a bang, crushing the force with the momentum of grinding.
However, after taking this punch, his Dharma body made of soul was also unstable, and his body was blurred and shaking, as if he would collapse on the spot at any time, turning into wisps of smoke and returning to the picture scroll.
Yin Yue is a believer. Although he saw Xu Xing revealing such a big flaw, he still kept his promise, never pestered him, and flew back to a place about ten feet away from Xu Xing.
He looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure, with a complicated expression. After a long time, he sighed and said:
"I haven't seen each other for twenty years, and the style of the leader remains the same. Although he has not fully restored his old view, his supernatural powers have reached a higher level, which makes me admire him."
In addition to his emotion, Yin Yue's tone also had some unknown sighs.
Although he and Xu Xing only met one time, they were a real "heart-to-heart" friend, and their relationship was complicated and not worthy of being told by outsiders.
Xu Xing shook his head and said:
"Although you have learned my supernatural powers over the past twenty years, you have practiced boxing so much because your consciousness has not yet recovered.
If you were really twenty years ago, even if your boxing skills and intentions were not as good as you are now, you might not be able to take it with one punch, with my current state.
Even if you are not careful, you will be doomed. ”
Xu Xing's words were not exaggerated at all.
Although Yin Yue has gained his memory and practiced the martial arts system that combines the spirit of energy and spirit, his boxing intention is not as pure and clear as before.
In fact, such a fist is indeed strong enough, and even if it is a great ghost immortal like Meng Shenji, there will be no problem.
Unfortunately, when you meet Xu Xing, a real ancestor, you will naturally return in vain.
Even if he has not recovered completely, he still has the ability to take advantage of the opportunity to criticize the weak.
Although Xu Xing said the horrifying words of "no return to the end", his expression was still calm, and there was even a little eager to try in the depths of his eyes.
Seeing this, Yin Yue sighed again and was convinced:
"The leader's talent and boxing methods are really admired by me."
Hong Yi and Tu Shansang, who were standing aside, looked at the communication between the two and felt dazzled, and could not even tell whether these two were enemies or friends, or were they both?
Xu Xing looked at Yin Yue and felt a sigh in his heart. For him, the time of these twenty years was really long, and it was even comparable to the sum of his other experiences in this life.
Twenty years ago, Xu Xing came to this world with the fundamental spiritual consciousness of the "Demon Lord without Heaven".
However, the spiritual consciousness of "The Demon Lord without Heaven" was really incredibly powerful after absorbing the spiritual consciousness of thousands of years in the previous world and combining the demon consciousness of the powerful demon sects of all generations.
Even with Xu Xing's fist intention and physical body, he could not hold it, and he was almost completely defiled.
Fortunately, Taishi Mountain was fighting fiercely back then, and the void barrier was extremely fragile, allowing him to break through the boundary and hit the Daqian Dynasty's important treasure and the boat of creation.
Xu Xing used the magic power of the Demon Lord to hit the unrepaired boat of fortune and then crushed the body of the human immortal of Meng Shenji, and finally hit Yin Yue.
The aftermath of this collision almost caused the entire Taishi Mountain to collapse, and the imperial court suffered heavy casualties, not only thousands, but hundreds of thousands, but hundreds of thousands.
The surging demonic intention of the Demon Lord Wu also suffered a lot of losses in the continuous impacts.
When he finally ran into Yin Yue, Xu Xing's magic body had collapsed nearly half, mixed with infinite magical intentions, and merged into Yin Yue's body.
Yin Yue is a human immortal who combines spirit and flesh. After being hit like this, even his soul was severely damaged. Therefore, for twenty years, he has been crazy and does not even know who he is.
Xu Xing's original body completely lost the control of fist intention after crashing into the Taishi Mountains, and turned into a mountain hundreds of feet high. After the war, it was moved back to Yujing and became a Western Mountain.
In fact, Yin Yue also knew that Xu Xing was more kind than hatred towards him.
If it weren't for him, he might have died long ago in the hands of the Dream God Machine, and even the bones were taken away, and he would have been trained into magic weapons, armor and others, and would never rest in peace forever.
In addition, Yin Yue also gained various benefits from Xu Xing's memory, but he always kept his own code in his work. He always had to vent his injustice in order to discuss the truth.
Yin Yue looked at the spiritual fetus again, and her eyes were filled with surprise and exclaimed:
"The master's supernatural powers are truly extraordinary."
With his vision and insight, it can be naturally seen that Xu Xing is using some method to transform his original essence into a spiritual fetus, and nourishes it day and night with earth energy and star power. Once it is born, it will inevitably shock the world.
There are also records of such existences in history, but those spiritual fetuses are buried deep underground. After millions of years or tens of millions of years, they have accumulated strong essence and were able to open their spirits. It is incredible that people have the power of immortals as soon as they were born.
It is said that the ancient holy emperor "Hong" popped out of such a divine fetus and eventually cultivated into the ultimate realm of martial arts.
But now, Xu Xing uses the magical powers he has learned to transform his body into a spiritual fetus of divine stone, reshape the origin, and return from acquired to innate.
This method is simply unheard of, and even the ancient sage emperor is inferior to that.
Xu Xing heard this and just shook his head and said:
"It's just a little trick."
The root of his magical power comes from the "Taiyin Shape Refining Method" circulated in the Taoist sect in the previous world.
Since Xu Xing took charge of the Tiangang, he has almost obtained all the inheritance of the Taoist Sect on Earth, but due to time, he cannot experiment and master one of them.
Although Xu Xing's soul was trapped in the West Mountain for twenty years, although he could not leave this place and traverse the world, he also used this long time to fully understand all these methods and turn them into his own resources.
Of course, Xu Xing’s gains and progress in the past twenty years are far more than this.
"Taiyin Form Refining Method" is the way he came up with a solution to his current predicament and repair his body.
In addition to "Taiyin Refining the Shape", Xu Xing also referred to the method of "Yu Gong" to absorb spiritual energy in the earth's veins and the star-dou array of the heavens.
In his Dharma body, there is the original power of Wuzhiqi, and now he is just taking this opportunity to wash away the acquired qi in his body in one fell swoop, completely return to the innate, and become a genus of gods and demons.
Because of this, Xu Xing condensed the remaining essence of the body into this divine stone spiritual fetus.
Yin Yue didn't argue with Xu Xing, but just frowned and said:
"The leader is not yet born yet. I am afraid that I will react in Yujing City if I come here rashly and make such noise."
Xu Xing smiled and said:
"Over the years, you have been making trouble outside. Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji have to plan and measure the land and rectify the major affairs of the court, and they have to gather people all over the world to chase Meng Shenji, and they have long been too busy.
When the spring thunder comes, I should be born. Even if they know it, it will be no big deal. ”
Yin Yue heard the confidence in Xu Xing's words, nodded, and remained silent.
He knew that this leader was an extremely powerful man who practiced both martial arts and Taoism. Once he was born, he would take the opportunity to overcome the thunder tribulation again. Not to mention catching up with the dream god of the Taishang Taoist sect, he was at least not weaker than the creator of the seven thunder tribulations.
Such strength is more than enough to dominate the world, let alone help me like an immortal?
Although Hong Yi was silent, he was listening to the conversation between the two quietly without missing any details. When he heard Xu Xing talking about Hong Xuanji and Emperor Qian, his heart immediately moved.
——This senior sat in the west, but knew all the important things in the court. He was really well-known and had excellent magic power.
Xu Xing turned around again and looked at Hong Yi, his eyes lit up:
"This is Hong Yi, Mr. Hong?"
Hong Yi was stunned.
Even though he was so calm that he was just a 15 or 16-year-old man. Seeing this mysterious leader of Pingtian, he knew him and looked familiar, he was completely confused.
Xu Xing smiled and said gently:
"I have long admired Mr. Hong, but it's a pity that I'm missing one side."
After hearing this, Hong Yi was even more flattered.
He never expected that his little son from the Marquis of Wu Wen could be called the word "big name".
Could it be that the other party knows his father or has an old age with his mother?
Xu Xing saw his thoughts and smiled again.
"A person like Hong Xuanji is not worthy of making friends with me. As for your mother Meng Bingyun, even though she is a strange woman of a generation, I have never seen her. I don't know what kind of personality he is."
When Xu Xing praised Hong Xuanji, although his expression was still gentle, he naturally showed a arrogant and invincible aura. That could not even be described as arrogant, and it was simply majestic.
He looked directly at Hong Yi and said seriously:
"I like you Hong Yi not because of who you are, but because you are Hong Yi, that's all."
When Hong Yi heard this, he felt a stream of blood surge, rushing straight to the top of his skull, and his heart was turbulent. (This chapter ends)