The surface of Feng Jueyu's fist exploded with messy red gold sparks. The extreme contraction and fusion of divine power caused the origin to undergo wonderful changes.
This was similar to his previous insights. After absorbing the fourteen origins and realizing the benefits of physical body refining, Feng Jueyu found his own path.
The origin is the source of power, the embodiment of divine power and strength, and the fusion between the origins can make it easier for the body of the Seven Virtues to integrate more spiritual and mysterious methods and supernatural powers, making the origin appear more pure.
and powerful.
The power of this punch has more than tripled from what it should have been.
In other words, the way to integrate the origin and create a new origin is the right way.
The spiritual mysticism and magical powers are just tools to exert power. The real avenue is the perfect fusion of the origin and the physical body.
There are thousands of ways in the world, but they are not as powerful as the fists coming quickly. Feng Jueyu deeply felt a kind of realization arise spontaneously, and he suddenly felt out of control. He closed his eyes slightly, and what he had learned in this life appeared in his mind.
There are a large number of spiritual and mysterious methods. When two kinds of original divine power are merged in one place and punched out, the original divine power of the two natures will be merged. At the same time, the power of the spiritual mysterious method will also be integrated into it. In this way, it will save money.
Not only does it increase the power by a large margin, it also uses the special ability of the spiritual mysterious method.
For example, the punch I just punched was originally a reverse-zip tactic, but its power has reached the concept of a qi-charge tactic, and its power has been increased by more than three times.
At the same time, because of the help of the two major sources of True Yang Fire Power and Iron Yang, Feng Jueyu's fist power contained at least several spiritual and mysterious techniques, making the fist power fierce and powerful, and the heat wave rolled.
Before, it was unimaginable.
Moreover, the combined use of the two sources not only made Feng Jueyu feel no discomfort at all, but also strongly stimulated the surge of divine power generated by more than two thousand acupoints in the body at the same time, making the fighting spirit rise, the power rise, and the vigor is boundless.
Although the two origins are not perfectly integrated now, and the combined force of this fist is quite short-lived, it is enough for Feng Jueyu to understand that this is a smooth road leading to the ultimate level of Taoism.
Of course, Feng Jueyu still doesn't know whether this smooth path is bright or not. There are many strange ways to practice Taoism in the world. Many capable people have encountered excellent opportunities during the bumpy journey of practice, and they have all seized it. But this
The road is very long, and it is inevitable that there will be bumps and tumbles along the way, and most people go crazy and die on the way halfway.
Therefore, Feng Jueyu was not sure whether this road would work, but he understood one thing. Fan Wudou had told him about this, as well as the God of Death and Nie Renkuang.
They jointly told Feng Jueyu that in the realm of heaven, no one knows how to become a god.
Although cultivation is the decisive factor, God also prepares disasters for ordinary people on their way to becoming gods. From beginning to end, it is always the word "Tao".
Whoever realizes the "Tao" will become a god.
In the end, this "Tao" can only be relied on by oneself.
There are thousands of wonderful ways to learn and to comprehend the vast magical powers, in the end you have to rely on yourself, because no matter how many magical powers you learn, it is only a small manifestation of the "Tao". The real "Dao" requires understanding the common people, the universe, and the human relations of the past.
The heaven and earth are mysterious and mighty, and the great road is natural.
Understanding it is the Tao. If you don't understand it, you will never gain the wonder of immortality.
Feng Jueyu can't control that much. For one person's practice, others can only help, but they can't push you to the altar. However, this hint of enlightenment can make people feel comfortable or make people feel mixed emotions, which are all manifestations of Tao.
How come directly?
Feng Jueyu laughed loudly, his figure swayed, and disappeared into the air. The opportunity to merge the two origins made Feng Jueyu feel extremely powerful. He plunged into the bottom of the lake with a fierce force, and the roaring sound resounded endlessly.
At the bottom of the lake, Feng Jueyu punched several times, but none of them hit his vitals.
The reason is very simple. This kind of trivial matter is not enough to make Tianfang and Gudengmen forge an indissoluble grudge. He didn't want to kill Cang Nanfeng, he just wanted to beat Cang Nanfeng until he couldn't fight back, and become Tianfang's honest man.
captive.
However, even with the strength of the punch that he had reserved, Cang Nanfeng still hit him and kept retreating.
The skill of this big pavilion elder is also very amazing. After being punched earlier, he quickly adjusted his energy and was ready to take out his magical weapon and fight Feng Jueyu. However, when he didn't expect it, the opponent's attack was surprisingly fierce, and he didn't give a damn at all.
He had time to think about it, even if he didn't land a punch, he would be beaten to death by the opponent before he could draw out the magic weapon.
Why is this person's cultivation so powerful? Who is he?
Cang Nanfeng became more frightened as he fought, and in the end he no longer wanted to take the magic weapon.
Firstly, Feng Jueyu did not use the magical weapon. If he had taken out the magical weapon first, people would definitely point their fingers at him and scold him for his lack of style. Secondly, he had no chance at all.
While the fists and palms were interlaced, Cang Nanfeng suffered a lot. In the competition of fist strength, he became less and less confident.
Feng Jueyu's fists were as fast as lightning. Every time they came and went, the sky was shattering. If he didn't defend with all his strength, he might not even be able to catch three punches.
However, in close combat, he was no match for Feng Jueyu in terms of long-lasting breath. This made Cang Nanfeng like a mute eating Coptis chinensis, unable to express his suffering.
Under the lake shore, no one knew what was happening at the bottom of the lake, but the lake surface was trembling violently. Water columns shot up one after another. The mudflows on the lake embankments on both sides of the coast began to sink continuously, and many buildings began to sink one after another.
It collapsed, and the fat man's heart was bleeding crazily.
"Boss Feng, how long has it been? Let's kill that old guy quickly." Fatty Shan's eyes almost bulged out of his eyes with anxiety. Every time a wooden building collapsed, his heart trembled violently.
Not far away, Mu Tianhao and Xuan Zhong had piercing eyes. As one of the few Taoists at the scene, they knew Feng Jueyu’s cultivation very well. Looking at three hundred years ago, Mr. Feng had no
With such tyrannical ability, who is Cang Nanfeng, one of the masters of the Gudeng Sect? In front of Feng Jueyu, he can't even raise his head. Obviously, the gap between the two is not that big.
"Second brother, these three hundred years have not been in vain." Xuanzhong said expressionlessly, as if he was explaining a very normal incident. However, only Mu Tianhao and Feihua Empress knew that it was a blessing to receive Xuanzhong's praise.
What a difficult thing.
Mu Tianhao clicked his tongue and nodded, admiring: "Brother Feng Xian's cultivation is increasing day by day. It's really not easy. But it's because of this that everyone is willing to follow him, isn't it?"
Feihua Empress chuckled: "You guys, if you didn't have my second brother, you wouldn't be able to get to know each other now."
Everyone was calm and smiled slightly. Feng Jueyu is the backbone of Xiaoyue and Tianfang, which is not bad at all. After all, no matter how senior Mrs. Hongxing is, her cohesion is far less than that of Feng Jueyu. She can call the shots for Xiaoyue Sect.
, but without Feng Jueyu, Mrs. Hongxing could still establish a sect with her strength, but it would never develop so rapidly, there is no doubt about it.
Because everyone is convinced by Feng Jueyu, and Jinjing Rufei’s cultivation is an indispensable aspect.
"boom!"
Just as the martial arts cultivators on both sides were watching with excitement, a loud noise came from the bottom of the lake, and then a figure was violently blasted upward into the sky.
Cang Nanfeng's robes were torn to pieces and he was in a miserable state. His fists could no longer be clenched. His blood spurted out of the lake. There was still a lot of hatred in his eyes. However, there was no tense aura on his body. He could only look at it unwillingly.
The figure that flew out from the bottom of the lake came quickly.
Snap!
Feng Jueyu pointed his finger in the air and pressed it on Cang Nanfeng's forehead. His whole body robes puffed up and he stood firmly in the air.
"Cang Nanfeng, you lost, do you want to continue fighting?"
Feng Jueyu concentrated his divine power on his two fingers and pointed at the center of his eyebrows. However, the divine armor on Cang Nanfeng's body had been broken. Even if he activated his divine power immediately, there would be no time to defend. Feng Jueyu could completely shatter his sea of consciousness with one finger, causing
His body and soul were destroyed.
There was silence on both sides of the Lingxi Gorge. Everyone was looking at the arrogant Feng Jueyu and were speechless for a long time.
Lezheng Bitao was so frightened that he didn't leave in time, not because he was not afraid, but because he was too afraid to leave easily.
Without Cang Nanfeng's protection, any expert in Tianfang could capture him, so he did not dare to leave.
Cang Nanfeng gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Jueyu. Knowing that the situation was over, he had no choice but to keep a gloomy face and say nothing.
"What should you do? Come on down the line. I'll accompany you." After holding back for a while, Cang Nanfeng finally said a word.
Feng Jueyu smiled and said nothing. At this time, Fatty Shan flew over in a hurry, ignoring Liu Zhijing who was in a dilemma on the shore. Fatty Shan went up and pointed at Cang Nanfeng's nose and cursed: "Old guy, you
It's pretty cool. If you want to know what I can do to you, I'll tell you now."
Fatty Shan was extremely angry, knowing that all the vital points of Cang Nanfeng's body had been tightly locked by Feng Jueyu, and he only had a little bit of divine power to protect him, so he couldn't help but raise his hand and slapped Cang Nanfeng on the face.
.
The force of this palm is not great, but it is more uncomfortable than killing Cang Nanfeng.
It is absolutely a shame and humiliation for a powerful man in the middle stage of his career to be slapped in public.
"Mugu, you are looking for death."
Cang Nanfeng was also dumbfounded. He did not expect that Fatty Shan would humiliate him so much. He came with a surge of momentum. Before he could take action, Feng Jueyu hit him hard on the lower abdomen with an old fist.
"boom!"
Cang Nanfeng flew out like a kite with its string broken, crashing into two small buildings before hitting the ground. This punch cut off his Qi veins, making it impossible for him to mobilize his divine power to resist for a few hours.
Already.
Mu Gu flew forward in time, stepped on Cang Nanfeng's body, and slapped him in the face. The gnashing of teeth almost killed Cang Nanfeng.
After half a cup of tea, Mugu stopped his hand and said fiercely: "Old man, have you seen how many shops Tianfang has lost? I tell you, if you don't compensate according to the price, I will make you worse.