"Legal domain."
There is always wind in this world.
Ordinary people think that wind is invisible because they cannot see it, so they think that the thousand-year wind is like the change of time.
The changes in the wind in front of Fa's eyes were more intuitive, but the artistic conception was still unclear to Tu Shanjun. He could only stand there and watch quietly as the surging wind gathered into a legal domain that encompassed the small world.
It is also like the legal domain of other Jindan monks.
No, it's still different. This legal domain seems to have an unknown rhyme, which seems to be vitality.
"Clear Silent Wind Lake."
Reflected under his feet was the Pinghu, which was as blue as water. Tushanjun looked down and his own appearance was clearly revealed.
However, this does not seem to be a lake.
Looking up to the sky, the sky was black and silent, like a deep abyss.
The entire legal domain only includes four people. In addition to Master Jifeng and Master Yuyan, they are Feng Chengyin and Tushanjun.
Master Jifeng clenched the magic sword in his hand, and the magic power around his body turned into thousands of sword winds.
Its momentum is like the green cloud falling from the sky.
It is no longer as warm as the spring breeze, but an indescribable explosion.
The wind is impermanent and changes, and because of its pervasive nature, no matter what the wind force is, it is difficult to guard against.
When the sword rises, the wind rises, and Jifeng Zhenren's peak cultivation level fully blooms.
Layers of ripples rippled the Kenshin Lake beneath my feet.
Tu Shanjun raised his hand, and there was a layer of frost on his blue-grey ghost hand.
The complete release of his cultivation allowed the sword intent at the peak of the Golden Core to be more intuitively revealed. Although it was still terrifying, it was not as clueless as before.
"The true meaning of Silent Wind."
This sword manifested itself on Jianxin Lake.
A hole opened in the silent abyss above his head, and countless wind breaths converged into sword light.
Finally, the invisible wind turned into a tangible sword.
That sword light can no longer be described by Taoist magic formula, it is the most realistic display of sword intent.
Master Yuyan's face was calm, but he also lost some composure, moved his steps, ripples suddenly appeared, raised his fists flat and slowly contracted them, and finally launched his own boxing frame.
The dazzling fist intention soared to the sky, like a high-hanging sun standing in the blue sky, blooming with light.
Brilliant and hot.
The mana moves through the meridians, the energy bursts out, and the bow is fired again.
Taking one step forward, the Jianxin Lake beneath your feet suddenly burst into pieces, and the sea of clouds and the blue sky were filled with countless turbulent waves.
The sky suddenly cracked, and the magical flying sword in Master Jifeng's hand fell out of his hand.
How could any sword cultivator not be proficient in the art of wielding a sword? Master Jifeng not only wields a sword with force, but also wields a sword with wind.
The thousand-year wind has returned again.
"cut!"
At this moment, the world in the legal domain seemed to be turned upside down again, and the sword was turned upside down.
Master Yuyan held his breath and concentrated, and his fist turned into a big sun.
"The true meaning of Shenyang."
"The third punch."
With one punch, the heaven and earth of the upside-down legal domain shattered inch by inch, the fragments turned into dots of starlight and disappeared, and the thousands of sword winds also quickly dissipated under this punch.
This doesn't look like a duel between Jindan monks, but more like the anger of nature.
"boom!
!”
The sky and the earth are clear and the breeze is blowing.
The mighty coercion is no longer there, and the original tit-for-tat confrontation has also disappeared.
Because of the relationship between the legal domain, they can show the most powerful combat power without worrying about affecting other people, and there is no need to hold back.
But now, after everything was shattered, only two people were left facing each other in the air.
The buzzing flying sword fell back into the hands of Master Jifeng.
He opened his mouth and closed it, and swallowed the flying sword into his belly.
Master Jifeng, who was wearing a dark gold robe, slightly cupped his hands and said: "From today on, Sunset Mountain will no longer seek revenge on this matter."
Then he looked at Tu Shanjun and wanted to say something, but ended up saying nothing.
"Let's go."
The long voice of Master Jifeng is still there, but his figure has disappeared, along with the seal that controls the Tianji Sword, and the three golden elixir monks who followed him.
Master Yuyan said calmly: "I'm sorry that I won't send you far away."
He couldn't send him far away. The thunder clouds above his head had begun to regroup due to the leakage of his Qi. If they were allowed to take shape, it was impossible to say that he would survive the thunder tribulation today.
Extinguishing his own coercion, blocking his Qi, and compressing his cultivation fluctuations to the lowest level, making him look like a mortal, Master Yuanyan still did not relax and observe the thunder clouds in the sky.
There was no breath of soaring into the sky, and the thunderclouds overhead gradually disappeared.
"Is this a battle between great monks?" Surprise echoed in Tu Shanjun's heart. The Ghost King had raised his cultivation to the peak of the Golden Core during his lifetime, but that was just a pile of combat power.
When fighting against monks with the same level of cultivation, you will undoubtedly have the upper hand.
When facing monks whose cultivation level is lower than his, he can even overwhelm them with force without giving them a chance to breathe.
"The Indestructible King of the Great Village"
However, against the peak of the golden elixir, whose cultivation and technique touch the Tao, Tu Shanjun's advantage seems to be mediocre.
This is a difference in realm.
Just like a Golden elixir monk with a legal domain can suppress a Golden elixir monk without a legal domain, it is not surprising that a monk with a true meaning can resolve the Tao spells of a monk without a true meaning at will.
…
On the Tianji Sword, Zhuang Hai said in silence for a long time: "Senior Brother, the three of us and the Second Senior Brother are sacrificing the sword together, so we are not without the strength to fight."
"Leaving like this will damage the dignity of the sect and will inevitably make others look down upon."
Just as Master Jifeng took half a step, he paused, and a trace of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. He sighed sadly: "The first person under Yuanying in Xiaohuang Realm, Zi Dao is empty, and his reputation is well-deserved."
"Senior brother!" Feng Chengyin hurriedly came up to greet him.
The golden elixir monk could not be injured easily, but he didn't expect that the man only punched three times and injured his senior brother Jifeng Zhenren.
No, it's two punches.
With the first punch, he shattered the unformed thunder cloud.
"Elder brother, how are you?" Lei Wuji also looked concerned.
After the sect is promoted, it is commensurate with the brothers of the same realm. After all, the base number is too large. If you rank based on seniority, you don't know how much time and energy it will take.
Of course, those who are close to him naturally have different opinions, just like the Jindan monk from the Feng Chengyin lineage who calls Feng Chengyin his master.
Master Jifeng is the pillar of Sunset Mountain. If something happens to him, the entire Sunset Mountain will be in turmoil.
"It's just a little blood stasis, it's not a problem!" Master Jifeng waved his hand, took out the elixir from the storage bag and took it, using his magic power to regulate his breathing, the paleness on his face suddenly disappeared, leaving only the normal ruddy color.
After regaining his composure, Master Jifeng admonished: "The dignity of a sect does not depend on being ruthless enough, but on being strong enough."
"As long as you are still there and I am still here, the dignity of the sect will still be there."
"Who dares to underestimate me, Sunset Mountain."
"The Chiwu Sect made a mistake in the first place. We have tried our best to seek justice for him to exterminate the family. It is unwise to be aggressive."
"Remember, your life is your own. Losing your life for something like this will make people laugh and is irresponsible to the sect."
"Fight if you can, and run if you can't. This is not a shame."
"If you fight hard and bravely, you won't achieve great things."
The four golden elixirs headed by Feng Chengyin hurriedly handed over their hands and said loudly in unison: "I will follow the instructions of senior brother."
The sect cultivates and piles up resources. In the end, he fights hard outside and dies bravely. Not to mention his reputation, he will definitely be despised by others. Sunset Mountain is a sword cultivator, and sword cultivators are also human beings. They are not one-minded.
The fool.
It is said that few monks who can cultivate the golden elixir are fools.
"Chengyin."
"Senior brother?"
"How much did you see?"
"Zhenren Yuyan is really strong."
"Damn it, don't I know about this? I need you to remind me again. I ask you what you saw from that true showdown, and did you find your true meaning?"
"this……"
"What the hell, you just rely too much on the ancient treasure Tianji Sword and your peak Golden Core cultivation, and you try to overwhelm others with your strength in everything."
"With force, are you a match for that kid? What are you afraid of? It's strange that he can beat you to death at the peak of his golden elixir enhanced by his secret method."
"You still need me to save you."
"Shame on you!"
"I will take away your Tianji Sword today."
Feng Chengyin, who originally bowed his head to listen to the instructions, said like a mourning concubine: "Senior brother, don't accept my ancient treasure!"
…
"Thank you, senior."
Tu Shanjun stood tall and saluted, very sincerely.
Since he began to practice, he has always explored on his own. If it weren't for his ability to ask questions, he might not have much knowledge.
In the past half month, Master Yuyan had told him a lot about spiritual practice and personally demonstrated the application of true meaning, which really moved Tu Shanjun.
"How much you can realize is all up to you."
"You have a lot of talent, don't waste it." Master Yuyan's eyes are very gentle, like sunshine, and like an elder in the clan looking at the younger generation, willing to teach everything he knows to others.
"Yangcheng will send a spirit boat here with all the alchemy materials. I hope you can improve your alchemy skills to another level."
"My cultivation has been revealed. Yangcheng still needs to be in charge, so I'll leave first."
"If you have any questions, you can go to Xinyang City, or you can take Jinghong to Yangcheng."
"Go and share the joy with them."
Master Yuyan Yan will not stay long after what happened here, and there is no need for a banquet to see him off. For a monk like him, monotony and simplicity are more comfortable, so he left a few words of explanation before disappearing into the light.
Tu Shanjun slightly handed over his hand. Maybe Yuenyan was born with this temperament, or he wanted to treat him well because he wanted him to make alchemy, or he even wanted to find allies for Yangcheng's retreat, but a gentleman doesn't care about his intentions.
Ban Yue's teaching indeed benefited Tu Shanjun a lot and pointed out the way forward for him.
The other party treats people with sincerity, so Tu Shanjun will naturally not be conceited: "Alchemy, you really should study it carefully."
The Yingyue Golden Elixir Liquid has not been diluted yet. This is because Tushan Jun's elixir foundation is too weak, he does not have thousands of elixir recipes for reference, and he does not have accumulated resources and materials for use, so the progress is slow.
I just took this opportunity to practice my alchemy skills.
…
"The monks from Sunset Mountain retreated."
"Oh, we won."
"Big victory!"
The cheers of the demons and ghosts were louder than anything else. This battle also cleared away all the lingering dangers. What’s more, the king did not lie to them. At the critical moment, the king was the one standing at the front.
"Won!"
The foundation-building monks are all a picture of joy after a disaster.
Tu Shanjun's true body appeared in front of the Ghost King's Hall, and two people gathered in front of the hall, it was Ma Lu and Nie Quanjiu.
In the hall, Miss Long'er protected Xiao Jinghong and looked forward to it.
"Let's have a banquet. It's time to celebrate today."
This chapter has been completed!