The eighth chapter, learn swordsmanship, and why is Wen Jing He Cheng?
Buzz——
Amid the tremors, the strange ripples that spread throughout the world seemed to have been cut off by human beings. In an instant, they disappeared without a trace!
At the same time, just as the Bi-Eyed Immortal fell, a great will spread in the void!
"Who is coming? Could it be that"
Yuan Liuzi, Qianxinzi and others have noticed it, and their eyelids are twitching!
"The source of the mountains, virtue carries everything!"
At this moment, the masked immortal stepped forward, clenched his fist, and smashed it on the high platform! Throughout the vast land of the Kunlun Secret Realm, the earth's veins trembled, and the nodes of the large formations were activated one after another. Kunlun has been going through thousands of years.
The vast power accumulated over thousands of years spurred the earth breath in the secret realm to surge in, like a huge wave roaring into the sky, spreading across the void in an instant, sealing the entire secret realm inside and outside!
The tyrannical will that followed the aura of the blue-eyed immortal's soul did not exert its full strength, so it could not break through Kunlun's ten thousand years of accumulation, so it lingered for a moment and took away some of the immortal aura that drove the formation and the power of the earth veins.
, finally retreated.
Yuanliuzi and others were relieved at this, but then their faces were full of worry, especially timidity!
Since he took over the position of Kunlun's headmaster, he has noticed the decline of Kunlun's status and felt the pressure brought by the rise of Taihua Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain and other forces. He worked hard, but it was difficult to resist the decline of Kunlun's power, so he had trouble sleeping and eating.
.However, in the past, due to Taihua Fuyaozi's tyrannical strength, many thoughts and ideas could only be hidden in his heart, and he did not even dare to express them in front of Yuan Liuzi and others. However, he also thought about the reasons in private and felt that he was in the world.
The connection is cut off and the power of the upper world cannot radiate to the human world. This is an important reason for Kunlun's gradual loss of power. Therefore, seeing someone from the upper world finally come down to earth, he seized the opportunity and wanted to get rid of it once and for all.
But the current result is quite different from what he imagined, where the true immortals would be invincible!
Is it true that Fuyaozi is so invincible that even a real immortal can't do anything to him?
With this thought, Qian Xinzi's heart trembled. At the same time, he noticed that the eyes of Yuan Liuzi and other seniors in his sect, as well as Mr. Su, fell on him, revealing the meaning of reproach, and he became even more unable to sit still.
"Keep your Taoist heart and don't waver!"
At this moment, the red-haired immortal suddenly spoke.
He already had a handsome face, but when he opened his mouth, it was revealed that it was a woman's voice, but she was taller and had the same physical features as a man. At this time, his face was full of indifference, and the sparkle in his eyes could not help but beat coldly.
Sweeping through the crowd, suppressing all the thoughts of the disciples
Immediately afterwards, the red-haired immortal looked at the blue-eyed immortal and said: "Fellow Taoist, the silt of the long river is eating back the cave sky. Why not quickly cut off the carrion and guard the heart moon. The heart moon is the source of your Tao and illuminates the cave sky with moonlight.
, only by repelling and isolating the silt can we maintain our vitality!"
But the Blue Eyed Immortal just fell down without any reaction.
When the red-haired immortal saw this scene, he first frowned, then stretched out his hand and tapped in front of him.
Suddenly, the immortal body of the blue-eyed immortal rolled in the air. After leaving many afterimages, it turned into a posture of sitting cross-legged in the air and became quiet. A dim crescent moon jumped out from above its head. The moonlight swayed and the shape of the moon appeared.
Erratic, you can vaguely see two figures running happily in it.
"Huh?" The red-haired immortal's expression finally changed, revealing a look of shock: "Your heart has shrunk so much. This is because someone has sucked its essence! It has almost been hollowed out!"
Before he could finish his thoughts, the immortal body of the blue-eyed immortal suddenly shook violently, and circles of pitch-black smoke came out of his body, threatening to ripple out.
"The order of Qianyuan, all things will follow, seal!"
The two hand seals of the red-haired immortal changed continuously, and the light and shadow around him changed. Finally, they all followed a finger forward and fell on the blue-eyed immortal. They turned into lines of seal characters and spread all over his body in an instant, covering him with the moon on his head and the smoke on his body.
The whole town is closed!
In the void, the distorted and changing past history also condensed in a gust of cold wind and stagnated at this moment.
Quiet.
There was a moment of silence.
The Kunlun disciples didn't know how to deal with the situation at hand.
What just happened, anyone who is not blind would have realized what happened.
The true immortals from heaven and earth suddenly attacked the Fuyaozi from Taihua Mountain from a distance. Not only did they not take advantage, but they were defeated and even the immortal body had to seal itself!
Just like that, you still want to break the fear in our hearts?
More fear, okay?
The red-haired immortal suddenly snorted coldly, making everyone's hearts skip a beat. Then he opened his mouth and spat out, and the rich and pure immortal energy poured out from his mouth, like the ripples of the Yangtze River.
Yuanliuzi and others were shocked. The bottlenecks in their realm seemed to be showing signs of wavering. They couldn't help but be horrified!
But this energy was poured directly into the body of the blue-eyed immortal whose body was covered with seal lines! But immediately, the red-haired immortal frowned.
"The damage was so severe that even the foundation of Dao was shaken! Even the spirit that can maintain him can no longer fight!"
Inexplicably, he had some scruples about Taihua Fuyaozi, whom he had never met before.
the other side.
"The evil force backfires! I originally wanted to pierce the foundation of Fuyaozi's destiny, but I didn't expect that he would replace it and use it to tamper with history!"
Rays of rays of light bloomed from the top of the sealed immortal body, like the rising sun, shining brightly in the east, illuminating most of the secret realm, and it was magnificent.
But before the fight with Chen Cuo, it might still make people marvel, but now in the eyes of the Kunlun disciples, it only makes them feel that it is frivolous and flashy.
In the depths of the glow, a Yuan Shen who looks like a blue-eyed immortal appears, but there is no trace of indifference on his face, only a ferocious look of hatred remains! The entire Yuan Shen is even more dim!
"Fuyaozi behaved like this. His crime is extremely evil! He must be punished immediately! I will report it to God."
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A group of Kunlun disciples immediately looked at their eyes, nose, mouth, and heart. They could see that even though they had received so much vitality infusion, they could only maintain their immortal soul and could barely leave their bodies, but they still had such a loud tone!
"Calm down!"
The red-haired immortal frowned, stretched out his green-white fingers, and lightly touched the blue-eyed immortal's soul!
Suddenly, the biting cold wind disappeared in a flash, and several disciples in the Kunlun Sect were attacked by the cold air and fainted instantly!
The spirit of the green-eyed immortal also froze in an instant, and the ferocious look on his face quickly disappeared, turning into indifference again, and said calmly: "Fuyaozi relies on the ingenuity of his spells, not the profundity of Taoism.
His intelligence actually reveals a lot. He used my magical power to carve history and involved three people. Two of them are fictional and were created out of thin air in history. However, one person has the destiny of the world, which is obviously a real person."
Seeing the change in this man's demeanor, all the Kunlun disciples couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
The red-haired immortal nodded slightly and said: "This man is obviously planning something. He should also be aware of the approaching catastrophe and has a plan. Although it is a small way, after all, he has had the best luck in the world for decades. For
To prevent extraneous branches from growing during the great tribulation, they must be pruned."
The one wearing the mask said: "Expose your shortcomings and you will be destroyed!" The sound was like bells and drums, shaking the minds of everyone in Kunlun and dispelling the fear in their hearts.
The red-haired immortal waved his hand, causing ripples of seven-colored smoke to cover the high platform. He then said to the blue-eyed immortal, "Show the appearance of that man."
The Primordial Spirit of the Bi-Eyed Immortal raised his finger, and a little black energy gradually condensed, and finally gathered on the fingertip, and flicked it!
The black energy flew up and rippled on the fingertips of the three people, like a halo in the water, gradually expanding into a ring, and the figure of a young man slowly appeared inside. If it wasn't Chen Yi, who could it be?
The three descended immortals are currently surrounding this figure, watching intently, hoping to get some clues from it.
After a while, the blue-eyed immortal said: "This boy is rich in luck, and he is also vaguely involved with Buddhism. There seems to be demonic energy hidden in his blood. He is indeed not an ordinary person. But in the final analysis, he is still a mortal body. This person,
What position can it occupy in Fuyaozi's plan?"
"There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings. Fuyaozi occupies the pinnacle of the human world. It makes no sense to say there is no plan. Since we can't find out at the moment, why not start with this person!" The red-haired immortal fixed his eyes on Chen Yi.
, "This man's mortal body just shows that Fuyaozi didn't originally intend to expose him, but he was accidentally discovered by us!"
The Masked Immortal said: "People who are physically weak may have Fuyao's weakness."
The red-haired immortal nodded, waved his hand to collect the seven-color smoke, and said calmly to the timid disciple in the audience: "Assign a disciple to go to Chang'an." After saying that, he turned to the masked immortal, "Fellow Taoist, if you can help me, go and protect him."
The masked immortal nodded, and then said: "These eight sects are not the same thing."
The red-haired immortal immediately understood and nodded: "Yes, we can't just let the Kunlun family deal with it and become spies for others in vain. Since the other families also have people coming down to earth, can't they contribute to the re-emergence of the Immortal Sect?"
As soon as he thought of this, he flicked his fingers, and several talismans rose out of the air. Then they turned into flying birds and flew away through the air.
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"Fighting in the outside world is often not limited to the level of magical power, but goes straight to the root, or mobilizes laws and regulations, or uses the power of the long river, right?"
The green-robed immortal on Kongtong Mountain was still talking about the mysteries of otherworldly methods with a smile on his face, but suddenly he was startled, and his back showed surprise!
But the ripples rippling in the void have disappeared.
This layer of ripples originally radiated everywhere, as if a thin film was suddenly added to the world. It suddenly disappeared, and the entire world was also affected. Many people who had previously noticed the ripples felt empty in their hearts, as if they had lost something.
"Did those people in Kunlun gather their magical powers, or was the magic broken by others? If it's the latter, isn't it too fast? How was it done?"
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly frowned and stretched out his hand to catch it. A flying bird fell from the sky and turned into a talisman. Before he could grasp it, it burned up in the middle and conveyed the thoughts in it.
"Let me find a way to test the reality of Mount Taihua?"
The green-robed immortal's brows widened. His previous doubts were answered, and he shook his head slightly.
"You three Kunlun people have not been able to get anything good, so you want me to be the leader? I just try my best, what's the benefit? In the end, Kunlun will take the majority? It was you Kunlun who organized the game. Although you took the risk, but afterwards
Most of the benefits have fallen into your pocket, but now I see that I can’t do it anymore, so I let my allies take the lead. There are no benefits and no promises, who will do it?”
As soon as he thought of this, he did not hesitate, but also flicked his fingers, and his thoughts condensed into butterflies, dancing gracefully.
"Fellow Taoist, unfortunately, there are many things going on in Kongtong Mountain that still need to be calmed down, and I can't get away for a while. You'd better hire someone else."
After finishing this, the green-robed immortal turned his eyes, swept across everyone, and finally stopped at Lingya, and suddenly said: "Listening to what you just said, I am familiar with Fuyaozi from Taihua Mountain, why don't you come and talk to me?
Say, what kind of person is he?"
"ah?"
Lingya was startled.
On the other side, on Zhongnan Mountain, Huangshan Mountain, and several major sects in Louguan Dao, birds fell down, but then one message after another returned to Kunlun.
"Fellow Taoist, what a coincidence."
"Alas, fellow Taoist, I know that although I want to help, my sect is dragging me down."
"The small sect is not as good as the Kunlun sect. After descending to earth, there are too many trivial matters."
"The Zhongnan Mountains have moved, the spiritual veins have changed, and the town is about to be closed down for two years!"
"Hmph!" The red-haired immortal flicked his long sleeves, "Every one of them is really good at planning! They all want me, Kunlun, to take the lead! It's okay! It's okay! Let's see how shameless you guys will be when the disaster comes!"
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Wow!
The long sword fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.
Chen Yi, who had been practicing swordsmanship for a while, gasped for air, then bent down to pick up the long sword, and said to the instructor next to him with a self-deprecating look: "Mr. Kan, I really don't have the talent to practice swordsmanship. After practicing like this,
After all these years, I still can't figure it out." As he said that, he tried to swing the long sword and held two sword flowers, but it was not smooth at all.
The Mr. Kan he spoke of was a thick-set man with a dark complexion. He smiled when he heard this and said: "If you spend half of your time studying studying on practicing swordsmanship, you may not even be able to compete with a certain family. But studying is what you should do."
After all, the righteous way of a family of officials and martial arts is not the way to enter the world."
Chen Yi shook his head and said seriously: "A gentleman's six skills are indispensable. It seems that the world is peaceful at the moment, but in fact there are undercurrents everywhere. It is impossible to eliminate many hidden dangers by relying on articles alone. Furthermore, my father is a versatile man in both civil and military affairs.
How can I become a useless scholar?"
"Young Master is right." Mr. Kan didn't say much. He glanced at the noon sun and said, "It's getting late. Young Master, go wash up and change clothes. That's all for today's training."
Chen Yi's face suddenly fell. He had been banned from the house for three full days. Although he was no longer confined to the study, he could not go out. He was very depressed every day. He could only borrow time to practice swordsmanship and martial arts.
This is a way to vent, but due to poor qualifications, I cannot practice it for too long, and I will stop after an hour at most.
After washing and changing clothes, he sat on a stone chair in the courtyard to rest. Somehow, he thought of the strange dream he had had three nights ago.
"Sure enough, it was still a dream, not some dream about meeting an immortal. The man said he wanted to give me some gifts, and also said that even an Arhat could surrender, but in the end I was still clumsy, alas."
As he was thinking, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the roof——
"Are you Chen Yi?"
"who?"
Chen Yi was startled. He looked up and saw a man standing on the top of the high wall. He had long hair, a long sword in his hand, and was wearing a Taoist robe.
"Who are you? Breaking into someone else's house in broad daylight?" Chen Yi was not good at martial arts, but his eyesight was good. When he saw the other person's appearance, he knew that he was at least a martial arts expert and was beyond his ability to deal with, so he deliberately raised his voice.
, wanting to lure the guards from the courtyard next door over.
"Don't waste your efforts. Since I dare to show up here, the eight guards next to you will naturally fall." As the man said, a paper crane slowly flew from the side courtyard and reached him.
In front of him, it unfolded suddenly, turned into a talisman, burned on its own, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye!
"Fangwai monk!"
When Chen Yi saw this scene, he immediately became wary. At the same time, he quickly stepped back and picked up the long sword placed on the weapon rack in the corner.
"Why is it so futile?" The Taoist chuckled, "It looks ordinary and ordinary, nothing special. Why is it paid attention to by the ancestor?" After saying this, he pressed the seal with his hand and stepped into the air to remove this seemingly ordinary person in front of him.
The mortals must be captured first and then investigated.
Who would have thought that when I took a step here, I didn't see the light rising up. Instead, I missed the step and fell directly from the wall!
"What?" His expression changed, and he turned over and landed on the ground, avoiding the fate of being eaten by a dog.
But in Chen Yi's eyes, the man was strong and agile. He turned over and fell from the wall. Seeing that the opponent was close at hand, he was still some distance away from the long sword. In addition, he was not good at martial arts. Even if he got it
Weapons may not be his opponents. He couldn't help but tighten his heartstrings and said sternly: "Don't just rely on your little ability to murder others! This is Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty! Even if you have some
It’s a magic trick, but it’s actually a ghostly trick, and it actually showed off in the land of Chang’an!”
"Chang'an?" The Taoist's mood was ups and downs, but after listening to such scholarly words, he couldn't help but sneer: "What's so great about Chang'an? Is it comparable to the famous mountains and rivers of the Immortal Family?"
"Arrogant words! Guanzhong Chang'an, blocking mountains and rivers, four fortresses, fertile fields thousands of miles away, many conquests, it is the capital of Qin, Han, Wei, and Zhou. In ancient times, how many heroes and heroes controlled Guanzhong and ruled the world, Chang'an was determined
Yin and Yang! You are living in a distant place, living alone and ignoring all the people. How can you have the dignity to compare your own mountain gate with Chang'an?" As he spoke, Chen Yi walked forward step by step.
Buzz buzz!
As the person spoke his words, his thoughts stirred up in his body, and an invisible force gradually formed around him, as if there was an undetectable gray mist filling the air, with Chen Yi as the center, covering the surroundings! In a trance, there seemed to be figures one after another.
Chen Yi's side is looming!
The Taoist had just stood still. Hearing these words, he felt angry. But immediately there was a feeling of emptiness in his body. His legs that had finally stood firm were slightly weak, and he almost fell to the ground! He clenched his fists again, and he felt even more exhausted.
All the feeling of tolerance, physical strength, and strength were lost, and he was suddenly reduced from a high-ranking monk to a mortal, even worse than a mortal, as if he was suffering from tuberculosis!