Facing Young Master Xiaoyao's innocent eyes, Leng Yi spoke again: "This robe and Xiaoyao scarf are not your original attire at all. These oversized Shifang shoes should have been made in the empire recently, right?
Maybe you didn’t even notice that there is a tailor shop logo on the shoes! Tell me, who are you? What is your real name? Don’t fool me with Young Master Xiaoyao!”
"Pindao is wronged! Pindao is here to save you all from the sea of suffering according to the will of God." Mr. Xiaoyao explained hurriedly, and then said seriously: "As for Pindao's real name, together with those mortal past events, they have drifted away like passing clouds.
Today, Pindao, whose name is Xiaoyao Gongzi, shoulders the important task of saving the world and restoring Xiaoyao Sect!"
When he said these words, his face showed such sincere piety that people couldn't help but ignore the nondescript nature of his clothes.
"You obviously have a Huang-level cultivation, why did you just say that you only have a Yu-level cultivation? You even concealed your own cultivation. If you can't do the word "Xiaoyao", why do you still call him Young Master Xiaoyao? In my opinion, it's better to call him Young Master Xiaoyao!"
Leng Yi remained unmoved and spoke coldly.
"No! No! It's called hiding one's clumsiness, not hiding one's head and showing one's tail. You have to be low-key, so that you can make the Xiaoyao family prosperous." Mr. Xiaoyao explained. His eyes were rolling back and forth on Shu Qing Tiening, the two big men.
Both of them are good prospects, and he is ready to join Xiaoyaomen.
But when his eyes fell on Leng Yi, he suddenly felt a headache. This kid was so powerful that he could see through his own cultivation. He was indifferent to his earnest words and gave up decisively.
"Be low-key? Who taught you this?" Leng Yi smiled lightly and asked suddenly.
Mr. Xiaoyao was thinking about Xiao Jiujiu in his heart. When Leng Buding was asked this question, he immediately said: "Of course it was the master who taught me."
Then. He was stunned, and then his face suddenly fell. He said to himself: "It's over! It's over! Master asked me not to mention him in front of others, otherwise the restoration of Xiaoyaomen will be postponed again. Why am I like this?
You're stupid! You should be beaten! You should be beaten!"
Everyone was stunned. Seeing that it was already getting late, Leng Yi thought for a while and said: "Stop it and go back to sleep!" Then he said to the lost Young Master Xiaoyao beside him: "You are a good guy, come in with me!"
Young Master Xiaoyao was stunned not to hear clearly and remained unmoved. It wasn't until a voice came into his mind that he suddenly came to his senses.
"I have a clever plan that can help you regain Xiaoyaomen!"
When Mr. Xiaoyao heard this, how could he not follow suit?
That night, Leng Yi revealed all the details about Mr. Xiaoyao. His real name was Wu Dahan, and he had lived on the banks of Luoshui for generations. His father, his grandfather, his father's grandfather, and his grandfather's grandfather were all
They are top masters, at least with Huang level cultivation. However, in Haotian Continent, their family has a low reputation and almost no one knows about it.
Without the intrigues in the world, Wu Dahan has been simple and kind-hearted since he was a child. He is in his thirties and has not yet gotten married. His father had no choice but to kick him out, and he would have been even more cruel if he didn't hold a fat boy in his arms.
Come back. Father and son will never recognize each other again!
At this time, Wu Dahan panicked and had no choice but to wander around Haotian Continent. One day, he suddenly met a Taoist priest with an immortal style and fluttering clothes. He took a fancy to Wu Dahan's qualifications and used five years of training to
Time brainwashed him and taught him how to practice, so that he was promoted from the high level of Zhou level to the middle level of Huang level in a short period of time. In Wu Dahan's heart, his master was unique and his status had surpassed that of his father.
From then on, there was no longer a pervert who stared at virtuous women with squinting eyes on the mainland, and there was one more Taoist priest who walked the world in a prosperous and free way.
"High! It's really high!" After listening to Mr. Xiaoyao's story, Leng Yi's admiration for the mysterious Taoist priest in his heart was like a torrential flood. "Dahan, has your master been looking for you recently? With you?
After the separation, did he appear again?"...
"Don't call me Dahan, call me Young Master Xiaoyao!" Wu Dahan was very unhappy. Young Master Xiaoyao was the name given by his master, and he liked it very much. However, he still answered Leng Yi's question honestly: "No, already
It’s been three years, and there’s been no news from the master, and I can’t contact him!”
"Okay! Okay! I won't call you Dahan! Since Dahan doesn't like these two words, then I'll change them to four words! Okay, Dahan?" Leng Yi snickered. Obviously, the yellow-level master in front of him has already
He was brainwashed and had only one belief in his heart, to promote the fictitious Xiaoyaomen he talked about. Leng Yi didn't understand what the Taoist priest had planned. He left a yellow-level mid-level combat power unused. He, Leng Yi, was a fool, that's why he did it
Intentionally or unintentionally, stimulate someone in some way to break him out of his brainwashed state.
This is a long-term project and cannot be rushed. Leng Yi is also mentally prepared for this.
The next day, the row of chairs in front of the main gate of Leng Mansion had grown to five. Leng Yi was still reading the book "Tian Yuan Yi Dao". Shu Qing had already had his ears picked out yesterday and was sunbathing today. Where is Tie Ning?
Still taking a nap holding the broad sword.
Xiaolu didn't come out today because she was pregnant. Sitting in her original seat was the old god Thomas. He was so idle that he became interested after Leng Yi discovered such a weirdo as Wu Dahan.
Life or death depends on this. The person sitting on the fifth chair is naturally the new member, Xiaoyao Gongzi of Yushan Lunjin.
Yes, he got a feather fan from somewhere and was shaking it leisurely in his hand.
Only then did Leng Yi know that the Martial Arts Society was a huge organization that used fighting in various towns to obtain huge amounts of silver. It was rumored that there were high-ranking officials in the court as backers, otherwise it would not be so prosperous.
‘Let’s begin.’ Luo Wuya looked at the two warriors who appeared on the metal ground in front of him.
One is thin and wearing samurai short-sleeves, with glints coming out of his eyes from time to time, and the other is thick and thick, with arms that may be stronger than Leng Yi's thighs.
In terms of height, the former is a bit shorter than the latter.
Some of the rich people who came to bet and fight cheered when they saw the two men coming on stage, and the scene was very lively. From time to time, some people from the martial arts club walked between the seats to collect bets from some people.
"What do you think?" Luo Wuya said to Leng Yi who was standing beside him.
"There is a faint aura about him, I can't tell what it is." Leng Yi pointed at the sturdy man.
The big man seemed to be aware of it and looked at Leng Yi with a fierce look, but Leng Yi didn't care at all.
'Yeah' Luo Wuya nodded to express his agreement with what Leng Yi said.
"But that short man has real blood in his body. A master who is not an expert in the inner strength realm can't detect it at all." Leng Yi stared at the thin man carefully.
The thin man also felt Leng Yi's gaze, and turned back to look at Leng Yi with an expressionless face. Substantial blood spurted out. Leng Yi smiled faintly.
'Indeed,' Luo Wuya also discovered the same thing. 'These warriors are all the top masters, but they can't cultivate their internal strength without good secret books.'
"In terms of martial arts, these people may really be no different from the masters of the internal force realm. But once the master of the internal force realm uses his internal force, he can seriously injure these two people with one blow." Leng Yi looked at the two people in the field and smiled.
"Then who do you think will win?" Luo Wuya was still more concerned about this. Only the result of the competition between the two parties was the most important.
"It depends on what the martial arts association means." Leng Yi smiled mysteriously.
Luo Wuya was speechless. He didn't expect Leng Yi to say that, although it was also true. The Martial Arts Association opened gambling competitions for money, and it was inevitable when operating in secret.
Following the host's cold shout, there was a huge collision sound on the metal poured floor, but it did not deform the metal floor.
The strong man on the ring took advantage of his size to launch fierce attacks on the thin man in front of him, each time with very strong force. The thin man could barely resist, and even then he would be shocked and take a step back.
There was a faint killing intent coming from the sturdy man, but it was just illusory.
"It's actually murderous," Leng Yi and Luo Wuya exclaimed at the same time.
Murderous intent is something that other people cannot detect unless it is revealed, and the illusory murderous intent has already been condensed on the big man's body.
‘How many people do you need to kill to have the murderous intent condensed?’ Leng Yi was calculating in his mind.
The thin man's fierce look was obviously stimulated by the vague murderous aura in the big man.
'boom'
Blood energy as real as substance appeared. It almost dyed this space red, and there were countless corpses and bones in the sea of blood.
‘Awesome.’ Luo Wuya said.
‘This thin man must have acquired some secret skill.’ Leng Yi judged as he looked at the scene in front of him.
Even if a warrior has blood, it is impossible to condense such an artistic conception. Of course, it is an artistic conception. If the sea of blood is real, it is to create matter from nothingness. This is already the method of the immortal family, creating something out of nothing.
The thin man attacked the big man with an immeasurable sea of blood, but the big man felt like a small boat in the sea of blood and could die at any time.
His own murderous aura had long been dissipated. The big man looked at the thin man in the sea of blood with fear in his eyes, as if he was a god of murder.
As for the people watching, Leng Yi and Luo Wuya were unable to discover the real situation at all. They could only see the big man's hands and feet bound, looking at his opponent in fear and not daring to attack.
"The winner will be decided." A cold voice appeared. Obviously the Martial Arts Association did not want to see any casualties.
On the ring, the thin man recovered as before, while the big man still had shock in his eyes.
At this time, Luo Wuya suddenly stood up and walked towards the ring.
'Let me compete with you.'
The thin man who was stopped looked surprised. It was the first time for countless wealthy men on the stage to see such a scene and they were all inciting them. Leng Yi saw Luo Wuya getting up and knew what the other party meant and didn't say anything.
Luo Wuya was only interested in the skinny man's secret technique of the sea of blood, which seemed very strange. He did this in the hope that it would inspire his own martial arts.
"Mr. Luo, as you are a strong man in the inner strength realm, you should not attack some young people." Manager Dai walked out from the side and looked at Luo Wuya and said helplessly, referring to the thin man as a young man.
Luo Wuya paused and hesitated. He guessed that Manager Dai would come out to stop him. After all, this thin man was also a rare master in the Martial Arts Association. If he fought with a strong person in the inner strength realm, he would be either dead or alive.
hurt.
"Then let me give it a try." Leng Yi, who was wearing a black robe, stood up and looked at Luo Wuya.
Luo Wuya returned to his seat silently.
"Manager Dai won't care, right? I'm a young man too." Leng Yi came to the metal ground and said with a smile.
Manager Dai watched Leng Yi, who was wearing a black robe, walking back helplessly, who had let him stop talking before.
"You have to take action first. Otherwise, you will have no chance." Leng Yi looked at the thin man in front of him with a smile.
Both the thin man and everyone on the stage were stunned. A young man challenged a martial arts master in a martial arts competition and wanted the opponent to strike first. Only Luo Wuya looked at the two of them silently and silently.
The thin man stared at Leng Yi and Leng Yi never made a move.
Leng Yi looked at the hesitant thin man and took a step forward with a smile. He left two footprints deep into the metal ground on the spot. To be precise, they were shoe prints.
‘I’m offended.’ The thin man’s eyes were full of seriousness. Although he didn’t want to believe it, he had to admit that the young man in front of him might also be a master of the internal force realm.
The thin man punched Leng Yi but did not immediately use the blood sea secret technique.
‘Crane Controller’
Leng Yi looked at the thin man's attack. The speed was too slow for a strong person in the inner strength realm. He waved his sleeve and his right hand was curved in a weird way to block the thin man's attack.
‘Use your secret technique of blood sea.’ Leng Yi said with a smile. He stood there motionless, showing off his warrior aura.
The thin man was not angry, and his eyes slowly turned blood-colored. Leng Yi used his inner strength to clearly see the blood-colored sea water slowly appearing around the thin man. However, all of these were objects that no longer existed.
Luo Wuya saw the reappearance of the sea of blood on the stage and paid close attention, hoping to find some opportunity for breakthrough. Behind the many seats, a man in white also looked at the two people on the stage with a smile, but what the man in white was looking at was
Leng Yi was not a thin man. Manager Dai stood behind him very respectfully.
Blood and energy permeate the air. Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but they are not manifested in the real space. This is the power of nothingness, through which a warrior without internal power can actually compete against the realm of internal power.
Leng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the thin man increase the power of the blood sea secret technique. The current sea of blood was so terrifying that there were faintly floating bodies. This was a phenomenon used to its extreme.
‘Go’ The churning sea of blood enveloped Leng Yi.
For a moment, Leng Yi seemed to be in a vast ocean of blood, like a drop in the ocean.
When the "True Secrets of Martial Arts" first appeared, they gave a Taoist sound to explain what martial arts was. They gave the answer of "concentrating the spirit with Qi, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and an iron-blooded heart."
The situation Leng Yi encounters now is like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Looking for the true meaning of martial arts in life and death, only in this way can he go further on the road of martial arts, and only in this way can he have the hope of entering the fairyland.
Nowadays, there is no real immortality in the world. Only by relying on a deep understanding of martial arts is it possible to cultivate immortality.
‘Immortal’ is not that easy to achieve. Leng Yi knows that there may not even be immortals in this world, but there must be people who practice immortality, just like people in the third realm of martial arts already have a hint of immortal methods.
Leng Yi felt that the artistic conception of the sea of blood around him was constantly eroding his consciousness. At this time, the green light transformed by the divine soul technique in his mind emitted a soft light and forced the artistic conception of the blood sea back.
‘It actually has this effect.’ Leng Yi was secretly shocked and fearful of those who cultivated immortals. Just one immortal technique had such a strange effect.
The thin man seemed unmoved when he saw Leng Yi. There was a hint of panic in his eyes.
‘Thousands of moves, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood’
Leng Yi evolved many martial arts in the sea of blood. There are more than 10,000 kinds. There is also a kind of artistic conception coming, which is the true meaning of "martial arts". Who among the martial arts people does not come out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood to kill?
Control the killing and use martial arts to break the confusion.
As soon as all kinds of moves are released, the chaotic blood sea artistic conception re-creates a world. All this world has is "red" and "red" like blood.
Hovering over Leng Yi's head.
'break'
The artistic conception of the sea of blood suddenly disappeared, and the thin man looked at the "Heaven and Earth" above Leng Yi's head with horrified eyes and waved his hand to hit Leng Yi.
Under the true meaning of "Wu", Leng Yi's figure seemed to have appeared in the infinite time and space in the future, but after all, it was a means to confuse people. Because this state can only be achieved by immortals, or those who cultivate immortals.
‘Luo Gua’
Leng Yi's legs were separated, and his right and left hands were constantly changing gestures at the same time. The 'heaven and earth' above melted into powerful streams and appeared between his left and right hands.
‘Those who come to fight with soldiers are all arrayed in front’
The nine gestures unite to form an illusory Tai Chi, and the corner of the Tai Chi pattern that represents the 'Luo Gua' lights up.
'Boom'
A mysterious power from heaven and earth is coming, causing shocks all around.
Luo Wuya, who was watching on the stage of 'Self-Created Martial Arts', suddenly stood up and looked at Leng Yi's new martial arts derived from 'Luo Gua'.
‘A martial arts prodigy has actually attracted the blessing of the power of heaven and earth.’ The eyes of the man in white behind him were full of surprise.
Only those who are strong in martial arts and have transcended the realm of divine power have the possibility to communicate with heaven and earth. Only in this way can they have the hope of attracting the power of heaven and earth.
Leng Yi's black robe was flying on the ring, and the power of heaven and earth turned into inexplicable power surging in Leng Yi's hands. This is the power of heaven and earth, majestic, powerful, and unrivaled. This is the power of heaven and earth to those who resonate with him.
award.
Tai Chi represents the most essential existence of heaven and earth. Tao follows nature and governs by doing nothing, which is the same as the concept of heaven and earth. Heaven and earth emphasize that everything depends on fate, which is the same as the concept of Tao. As the carrier of Tao, Tai Chi is naturally loved by the power of heaven and earth.
At this time, Leng Yi felt many powerful auras with his infinitely extending will that was one with heaven and earth.
‘Immortal’ Leng Yi’s consciousness was suppressed.
One of them is misty, high, powerful, and untouched by the mortal world...
But Leng Yi's skills were not slow, and he rushed towards the thin man with a mysterious aura of the power of heaven and earth. This was the attack of heaven and earth. No one could help him, he could only rely on himself. Once anyone helped, he would be attacked by heaven and earth.
As long as you are still under the heaven and earth, you will have nowhere to hide.
'ah'
The thin man knew that he could not escape, and the sea of blood once again appeared around him.
‘Spit’ The thin man spit out a mouthful of blood. The surrounding sea of blood seemed to condense into substance and was boiling. The corpse in it seemed to be coming to life.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" some wealthy gentlemen on the stage shouted in fear when they saw such a vision, and they all ran towards the exit.
"This is the cause and effect of heaven and earth. You have killed so many people to practice the secret art of blood sea and you will eventually return to heaven and earth." Leng Yi said calmly as he watched the thin man in front of him being melted by the power of heaven and earth, leaving no trace.
Until now, Leng Yi was still surprised by the 'immortals' he saw before. There were indeed 'immortals' between heaven and earth, but he didn't know why the method of cultivating immortals was not popularized.