Chapter 38 38: Obtained the Flying Stone Talisman; possesses killing qualities
Ji Yuan held two whips in his right hand and grabbed the Lingfeng with his left hand, preventing him from falling to the clouds and falling to death.
He turned his head and looked at Zhao Chengyin, with a cold and murderous look in his eyes.
The smile on Zhao Chengyin’s face completely froze, and his heart was beating wildly.
Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away.
Ji Yuan swept the cuffs of his sleeves, and an invisible wind flew out from his sleeves.
In an instant, it passed hundreds of feet, and it came first and then later.
"Whoosh!" The wind roared loudly.
Before Zhao Chengyin could run out of a hundred feet, he was caught by the wind and was swept up in the sky, spinning around and flying back.
Ji Yuan put the two whips back on his back; he freed up his hands, one in each hand, and carried Zhao Chengyin and Lingfeng, with his big sleeves flying, back to Youlan Garden in the wind.
In the Taoist temple, many monks who were watching the battle from afar with magical thoughts were in an uproar.
"Ling...Senior Brother Lingfeng, he was defeated!" Taoist Lingzhi was dumbfounded, and his heart was shocked beyond words.
"Failed by Ji Yuan's technique of summoning clouds and praying for rain?" Lingxuan was also in disbelief.
Master Linghe shook his head: "That is not the art of [calling clouds and praying for rain]; it is a kind of magical power; a kind of magical power that has never been seen in our religion. It can control all kinds of winds and summons. Yun Yu. "
"What! Magical power?" Lingzhi's eyes flashed.
"Yes; and there should be a superior magic weapon on him, which can summon strange winds, and its power is unfathomable. This Ji Yuan is really a man of great opportunity. It is not unfair that Lingfeng was defeated by him."< br>
Master Linghe has already mastered the mysticism. He has the power of three flowers gathering on the top of the head, and his Taoism is far superior to that of ordinary monks. Others are far away and cannot see clearly. He only thinks that Ji Yuan's magical power is powerful, but he can detect it. foundation.
As soon as these words came out, even Taoist Lingxuan, who had always been very optimistic about Ji Yuan and had no ill intentions towards Ji Yuan, couldn't help but take a breath.
Things like magic weapons have always been extremely precious; they are often made of extraordinary materials and have to undergo thousands of years of practice, so that the monks can gain a sharp increase in combat power.
What is even rarer is the method of sacrificial refining, which is often secretly passed down from the true teachings of each major sect and is never easily leaked out.
In the entire Taoist temple, only Master Linghe has a magical mirror that can see every detail within thousands of miles. It was a genius who walked out of Yuntai Taoist temple thousands of years ago and died, leaving behind For Master Linghe.
Only those who are the true disciples of the teachings and above are qualified to come into contact with the method of cultivating magical artifacts, and have the opportunity to develop magical artifacts and magic weapons, and become famous in various fields.
"I can't see through this person anymore; it's hard to say that he is a person with great magical powers who has transformed tribulations; his magical powers and magic weapons are really unfathomable."
Seeing that the two people have different expressions, their spirits are different. Master He said: "I advise you not to be covetous. Lingfeng is already a master in the rankings of various academies. He is far from Ji Yuan's opponent, let alone you?"
"No matter what, he He came out of our Taoist Academy, so those magical magical tools will naturally be considered as belongings to our Taoist Academy; when he falls under the three disasters in the future, those magical magical tools will naturally be considered as belongings to our Taoist Academy."
"That's right; so what if they have unparalleled magical powers. From ancient times to the present, there are countless talented people who are invincible in the contemporary era, but they have all fallen under the three disasters." When Lingzhi and Lingzhi heard this, their eyes were filled with sadness and sadness.
The three disasters are the sharp sword hanging over the heads of the monks in this world, and they have taken away the lives of countless talented people.
Those who cultivate immortality are like crucian carp crossing the river; there is only one person in ten thousand who can survive the three disasters, and it has nothing to do with the size of his aptitudes, bones and supernatural powers.
I don’t know how many legendary figures with unparalleled qualifications and luck have died due to disasters one after another. They are like meteors cutting through the dark night, shining in the sky, allowing others to only look up, but it is extremely short-lived.
Even if the leader of the cult is immortal, he can only watch his favorite disciple fall, and there is no other way.
When Ji Yuan fell under the three disasters, it would be five hundred years later.
Lingxuan and Lingzhi have been practicing for hundreds of years. At their level, they no longer dare to accumulate magic power.
From one to five hundred years of mana, three disasters will come immediately. This is the price for the Qi Refiner to seize the creation of heaven and earth and invade the mystery of the sun and moon; when the time comes, everything must be returned to heaven and earth.
But even if you don’t accumulate mana, with a few more decades of life, three disasters are approaching, and your death is not far away, so naturally you will never see that day again.
"Hundreds of years are really a blink of an eye. I hope that Ji Yuan can go further." Lingxuan murmured to himself.
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In Youlan Garden, Ji Yuan carried Zhao Chengyin and Lingfeng one by one, and landed in the courtyard.
Qin Feng, the general manager of strongmen, led a group of strongmen and servants to greet Ji Yuan in front of the hospital early, looking at Ji Yuan in awe.
Ji Yuan was fighting with Lingfeng just now. Such a huge movement shook hundreds of miles, and they naturally felt it.
"Huh? Why don't you see Yin Yao'er?" Ji Yuan glanced and didn't see Yin Yao'er.
There is no Qi of Yin Yaoer in the entire Youlan Garden area.
Did that little evil star go out to cause trouble again?
"Back to Immortal Chief, my second aunt came to take the young lady home a few days ago." Qin Feng bowed and said.
"That's good, let's just pretend that she ran out and caused trouble again." Ji Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, it's good that the little evil star is gone.
Having been with Yin Yaoer for so long, Ji Yuan also knows the character in her family.
Yin Kaishan had several daughters, all of whom were true monks of the great religion and were not married.
Only one little girl did not enter Taoism to practice, but eloped with someone and gave birth to Yin Yao'er. However, Yin Yao'er's parents died more than ten years ago; so the Yin family doted on this only granddaughter.
"Tie these two people to the stakes first, and give each one twenty lashes first." Ji Yuan threw Lingfeng and Zhao Chengyin away.
"Yes!" All the warriors immediately went to lift the thick hemp rope for his arms.
Lingfeng lost half of his shoulder, his face turned pale from the pain, he couldn't fight back, and he had no power to fight back.
Zhao Chengyin's face was ashen.
"Kill if you want! Why humiliate me like this!" Zhao Chengyin, who was tied to a wooden stake when he saw the strongman carrying a whip, came back to his senses and roared and cursed loudly.
Ji Yuan ignored him.
At Ji Yuan's signal, Qin Feng walked up to Lingfeng and groped around him, finding some scattered silver coins, a few talismans, and a roll of jade. Ji Yuan looked at it and found that all the paper and silver talismans were useless, except for the yellow jade gui with a mysterious talisman carved on it.
Ji Yuan felt a little happy. The talisman on the jade gui exuded the aura of the mountains. As expected, it had the same effect as the real talisman of the Heaven-turning Seal.
The essence of both of them is the power of capturing mountains, which can unleash the power of billions of jun to suppress all things.
“Is this the basis of the Flying Stone Magic?” Ji Yuan picked up Yugui and looked at Lingfeng.
Lingfeng lost half of his arm. He endured the pain and used magic to stop the bleeding. Hearing this, he raised his head and sneered: "Hahaha, you think you can become my flying stone by getting the Flying Stone Talisman." A strange technique? Don't even think about it, hahaha! "
This flying stone technique is a first-rate one. He was born with one more acupuncture point in his spleen than a human being. He can harvest the energy of the mountains and refine it into a talisman. This is what he has to teach the seniors. Experts teach this technique.
But even the senior teacher who taught him the Flying Stone Technique has not mastered the Flying Stone Technique himself. This shows that this strange technique requires a special person to practice it.
"Oh? I can't practice?" Ji Yuan didn't care.
He didn't know that this strange technique requires one more skills than ordinary people to practice it.
But Ji Yuan didn’t want this talisman to practice the flying stone technique.
Rather, I plan to use this technique to verify and research the Heaven-shaking Seal True Talisman.
Waving his hand, Qin Feng, at Ji Yuan's signal, raised his whip and was about to whip Ling Feng first.
"Fellow Taoist has great supernatural powers. I admit it. If you want to kill or behead him, just come. They are all Qi practitioners, why should they be beaten and humiliated like this." Lingfeng raised his head and shouted.
He thought that Ji Yuan would take the sect's laws into consideration and not dare to kill him here.
“Haha, okay, then I’ll help you.”
Ji Yuan also laughed: “Qin Feng, give fellow Taoist Lingfeng a happy experience.”
Lingfeng's complexion changed slightly.
“Yes!” Qin Feng did not hesitate to find a sharp knife for cutting meat.
"If you dare to kill me, you will die too!" Lingfeng's eyes flashed with fear, and he looked at the strongman Qin Feng with threats.
Qin Feng is just a mere mortal.
Lingfeng is also a disciple of Xuanwei Cult. Even if Lingfeng is killed because of Ji Yuan's instructions, Qin Feng will not be able to stay in this immortal sect any longer.
Even life-threatening.
But Qin Feng did not hesitate at all, and cut Lingfeng's neck with a sharp knife.
In an instant, blood foam spurted out, and Lingfeng opened his eyes in disbelief: "Cough cough cough, gugu..." but he only coughed up a mouth full of blood foam.
Before he finished speaking, his eyes lost their luster, became completely dim, and he lost his breath.
"The Taoist leader is called Feng, and my name is also Feng. It is fate that the Immortal Chief assigned me to kill you, so go with peace of mind." Qin Feng said lightly.
Zhao Chengyin, who was standing on the pillar next to him, witnessed all this. He didn't expect that Ji Yuan would really dare to kill Lingfeng, and his eyes were split with tears!
"Brother Dao!! It's all me who hurt you!!!" Zhao Chengyin struggled frantically.
"Dog thief!!"
"You killed a man who cultivated the famous mountain in vain! Sooner or later, you will die in a disaster!!"
"Haha, what nonsense is the famous mountain and Qing? A cultivator?" Ji Yuan stood up when he heard this.
"Am I just allowed to kill you, those of you who practice 'morality', and I can't kill you?"
"Kill, kill! If you don't kill me! I will definitely invite all the mountains and mountains. All my fellow Taoists, I will never break up with you!" Zhao Chengyin stared at Ji Yuan with red eyes and spittle.
"Then you don't have this chance."
I always care about my classmates and hold back at every turn.
When they wanted to kill Ji Yuan, they never held back.
Ji Yuan grabbed the golden whip and stepped forward, swinging it without hesitation.
“Don’t kill him!” In the void, Master Linghe’s hurried voice came to stop him.
It's too late.
"Poof!" Zhao Chengyin stopped laughing suddenly, his head exploded, and blood mist splashed.
"Fellow Taoist, if you kill him, I'm afraid you won't be able to be pure in the future." Master Linghe came out of the mist, sighing with eyes full: "After all, I came a step too late."
"You really think that if you don't kill him, I can be clean?"
If I don't kill him, I'm afraid trouble will come faster.
“Alas…”
Master Linghe looked at Zhao Chengyin’s corpse. He shook his head and sighed; he was angry and said: "It's about your nephew Zhao Shen. If your nephew didn't rely on the blood spirit grease and your indulgence and favor, you would have insulted him and harmed him first;"
" How could he hit your nephew? You should have suffered this disaster long ago by standing up for your nephew. It's a pity that hundreds of years of hard training in the mountains have turned into nothing."
Master Linghe's Dharma Eyes are all over the Taoist courtyard and he is sitting in the Ziqi Pavilion. The beginning and end of everything cannot be hidden from him.
Ji Yuan chuckled: "I would say that you, the real person, are also responsible for this disaster. If it weren't for your connivance, the real person, how could there be so many people fighting and killing each other in the Taoist Academy?"
"If I don't condone it, how could you grow so fast?"
"Pack your bags and rush to the outside world. Forgive me that I can't keep you in the Taoist temple." Linghe The real person looked helpless.
"When you go, you must be promoted to the true disciple as soon as possible; only in this way, with the protection of the ancestor of the sect, can you reduce some troubles."
(End of this chapter)