A hotel next to the Liu family's residence, on the roof.
Chu Ye chose this place to practice the Phantom Body Technique.
This technique snatched from Caesar's hands can use one's own breath to spread out in a short period of time, condense it into a phantom body, and use part of the power to fight.
Only a master can release his inner strength to the outside.
This means that this technique can only be practiced by those who are above the realm of transformation.
"Huh..." Chu Ye exhaled a breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
At this time, opposite him, an identical figure sat cross-legged.
If others saw it, they might think it was Chu Ye looking in the mirror.
But if you observe carefully, you can see that the figure opposite Chu Ye is slightly unreal.
"Although the phantom body formed by releasing the breath is successful, it still requires part of the mental power to be controlled. This means that this technique requires extremely high mental power from the user."
Chu Ye couldn't help but frown when he thought that Caesar could create three phantom bodies at the same time. It seemed that he still underestimated this guy at the beginning.
The ceiling that can be called a killer really has two brushes.
He practiced for a whole day and night, but he could only barely differentiate into an illusory body.
Of course, what Chu Ye didn't know was that it took Caesar more than ten years to cultivate this phantom body. In addition, he also had the help of the experience accumulated by the entire family over hundreds of years.
It only took Chu Ye one day and one night to successfully differentiate the first phantom body. This terrifying speed, if Caesar knew about it, he would be so angry that he would crawl out of the grave! "If you can practice this skill to the
To the extreme, hundreds of phantom bodies can be differentiated at the same time. Wouldn't one person be able to defeat thousands of troops?"
Although the idea is good, the threshold for this technique is to start with the realm of transformation. If you really practice it to the point where one person can divide an army into thousands, doesn't it mean that you have to become a demigod?
"Mr. Chu, something happened!"
Chu Ye was meditating when suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door of the room.
Chu Ye stood up and with a thought, the phantom body in front of him immediately disappeared.
When he opened the door, he saw a young man in his twenties, named Zhou Yue, who was one of Liu Zhen's direct disciples.
Zhou Yue handed the invitation to Chu Ye anxiously.
"Master Baiyun?"
Chu Ye snorted coldly. He originally planned to meet the Taoist priest, but the other party came to the door on his own.
"I'll be there right away."
Chu Ye went out and Zhou Yue drove, and soon they arrived at the door of the agreed hotel.
Go into the box.
At this time, Liu Zhen and Liu Quan had already arrived.
The main seat in the box is still empty.
"Mr. Chu, Master Baiyun wants to meet you. I have introduced him in advance. I hope I can eliminate his misunderstanding about you!"
Liu Zhen quickly stepped forward and pulled out Chu Ye's chair.
Chu Ye didn't say anything. After sitting down, he lit a cigarette.
"Well... Master Baiyun is also quite accomplished. He is proficient in Taoist magic and learned from Maoshan. It would be the best if the two of you can turn their hostility into friendship!"
Liu Zhen knew that the person who gave him the idea to find a scapegoat for his daughter was Master Baiyun, so Chu Ye must be quite hostile to this Master Baiyun.
And Chu Ye took away the benefits that Master Baiyun deserved and took over the other party's work. Master Baiyun must also be dissatisfied with Chu Ye.
But for him, if both parties can cooperate at the same time and take action together, maybe this crisis can be easily resolved.
"I think Teacher Chu is enough on his own. Why don't we find Taoist Priest Bird? I don't think this Taoist priest is reliable!"
Liu Quan said with disdain.
"Snapped!"
The box door opened.
Li Songlin walked in first.
"Young Master Liu, don't talk nonsense! Taoist Master Baiyun is a descendant of Maoshan. He has been practicing Taoism for decades. He is a professional. He is not at the same level as a stupid young man!"
Li Songlin glanced at Chu Ye and sneered, "The real person is here!"
Boom! The ground suddenly trembled! A powerful breath suddenly filled the entire box.
In the corridor, the lights flickered on and off, and the curtains turned automatically without wind.
Whoa! Two figures in white clothes, in the alternation of light and dark lights, holding white sails, like ghosts, flashing along the corridor towards the box.
Immediately behind him was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe, with a high bun and a pale face.
This group of people walked without making any sound, as if they were walking on wheels, "This, this, this...don't these look like living people?"
Liu Quan took a deep breath and couldn't help but move his chair back, feeling a chill coming down his back.
In his opinion, the two tall figures in white had dull eyes and no expression on their faces. This kind of expression could only be seen by the dead in zombie movies.
As for the middle-aged Taoist priest behind him, he was even more air-conditioned and indescribably weird.
In the blink of an eye, a group of people walked into the box.
"Of course they are not alive."
The middle-aged Taoist priest walked into the box, looked at Liu Quan indifferently, stretched out his hand and made a sign.
The two tall figures in white on the left and right quickly disappeared, leaving only two paper figures in place.
This scene shocked everyone! The two figures just now turned out to be paper figures?
"It's just a paper puppet trick, just showing off."
The middle-aged Taoist priest said coldly, and then his eyes fell on Chu Ye: "Get out of the way, I can only sit in this seat!"