Jiao Junchen's six arts come out together, but there is no sense of chaos at all. Instead, they are united together to form a powerful artistic conception that is the general trend and the historical trend is unstoppable.
At this moment, the spiritual will of thousands of Confucian scholars and ancient and modern sages seemed to be integrated with him, blessing him, and forming a force.
The momentum is unstoppable and cannot be violated!
Facing this blow, Zhu Yi's articles written in light and dark characters were shaky and could not continue writing.
Everyone watching the Hidden Dragon Pot battle may not be able to understand the momentum created by Jiao Junchen, but they can all feel the power of his attack. The unstoppable power concept shocked the hearts of every spectator.
Even many Nascent Soul Ancestors changed their expressions when faced with this blow, and their hearts were shaken and uneasy.
The monks who must be at least in the middle stage of Nascent Soul can be unwavering at this moment, but all of them have solemn expressions.
Song Qingyuan stared at the Hidden Dragon Pot: "It seems that Jiao Junchen is better after all. In this competition, Zhu Yi lost, and Xuanmen Tianzong also lost."
He felt a little heavy and a little regretful at the moment.
Although it can be seen that Jiao Junchen was able to hit this strike that united heaven and man and merged with the general trend today, it was probably because of Zhu Yi's stimulation, but Jiao Junchen's own strength also made Song Qingyuan unsure of how to deal with it.
At the same time, Song Qingyuan also regretted that it was not him who broke the myth of Xuanmen Tianzong after all, and this honor would go to Jiao Junchen.
Even Xiao Bu Dian, Yue Hongyan, Yang Qing and other fellow disciples of the Xuanmen Tianzong looked at the Hidden Dragon Pot with worried expressions. The pressure brought by Jiao Junchen's move was too great.
"Master!" Yang Qing looked at Lin Feng anxiously, but saw that Lin Feng was not only not worried, but also had a smile on his lips.
Lin Feng glanced at several disciples and chuckled softly: "You two senior brothers have won."
Everyone around them was stunned when they heard this. Then they saw Zhu Yi in the Hidden Dragon Pot. Facing the overwhelming power of Jiao Junchen, he was not afraid. Instead, he stepped forward to greet him.
Go up.
"The general trend of humanity has never been to adhere to ancient rituals and follow the trend." Zhu Yi moved forward step by step. He was neither hasty nor slow, but full of determination that will never waver.
As he moved forward, streams of black and white mana flowed out one after another, weaving into a huge altar at his feet, a mixture of black and white.
Bright and dazzling rays of light intertwined with the dark and deep black lines. They formed like the trajectory lines of the stars in the sky, and together they created a huge altar.
The altar looks like a mandala flower, but it is not a mandala flower. The artistic conception of the two forces of light and darkness reaches a perfect balance.
Zhu Yi stood on the altar, faced Jiao Junchen, and said loudly: "Carry on the past and forge ahead, and keep moving forward. This is the general trend of humanity, the trend that scholars of our generation pursue, and the principle of exploration!"
He put his left hand behind his back and wrote in the air with his right hand. The light and dark words were circling and flying. The previously unfinished article was completed in one fell swoop, and the first paragraph was completed.
This article is 10%. Although it is only the beginning of the entire article, a burst of mighty energy spreads, covering the sun and moon with brilliance. It is strong but not harsh, not aggressive or threatening at all, but it is for everyone to see.
People cannot help but want to obey.
The Qi and blood of the martial arts monks are condensed to the extreme. The blood Qi is masculine, and the body glows red, like the rising sun.
However, Zhu Yi wrote this paragraph of article with overflowing literary spirit. The spirit is integrated into the words, and each word is exquisite and full of wisdom.
At this moment, Zhu Yi's whole body was full of elegance and elegance, not letting Jiao Junchen's beauty stand out in the slightest.
Jiao Junchen's literary aura condensed a pillar of air above his head that went straight up to the sky, condensing without dissipating. Countless words emerged from the pillar of air and turned into beautiful chapters.
But at this moment, Zhu Yi released the cultural energy that had been suppressed in his body, and it spread freely, filling the surrounding areas like a deep and an ocean.
Everyone who comes into contact with this cultural spirit can understand the principles of sages and sages, and all people, regardless of whether they are wise or foolish, can receive enlightenment.
The immortal poem composed of light and dark words collided with Jiao Junchen's six arts. There was no fierce collision, no earth-shattering sound, but only one of them was defeated and fell apart in the blink of an eye!
Jiao Junchen calmly looked at the figure a hundred feet high above his head, which was slowly collapsing like a dangerous building.
He dispersed all his magic power, raised his hand to Zhu Yi, and bowed sincerely: "I have learned from you. Fellow Daoist Zhu has great ambitions to educate all peoples, and he can combine knowledge and action. I am unable to do so. I lost this competition."
Zhu Yi didn't look arrogant at all, but solemnly returned the gift: "If I achieve anything in the future, it will be inseparable from Taoist Jiao's contribution today."
Outside the Hidden Dragon Pot, some people watched the conversation between Zhu Yi and Jiao Junchen and fell into deep thought.
One method leads to all methods, all roads lead to the sky, watching the battle between Zhu Yi and Jiao Junchen, although until now, they still have many things that they don't understand, but by analogy, they have touched the bottleneck of their own cultivation, and have gained a few more
I have an understanding that I don’t usually have.
Lin Feng and other big guys saw all this and they all knew it.
Those disciples who have gained something from watching this battle are the ones with the most advanced understanding in their respective sects.
What makes Lin Feng satisfied is that all of his disciples feel something in their hearts. There is a faint light flashing in the eyes of Xiao Bu Dian and Yue Hongyan. It is obvious that the harvest is not small.
Yang Qing's mana rolled all over his body, and the wind surged in the sea of energy. There was a faint shadow of the alchemy cauldron standing on the spiritual platform. It turned out that because of his insights from this battle, he had the intention to break through to the middle stage of foundation building, and to advance to the late stage of foundation building to condense the alchemy cauldron.
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Lin Feng glanced at him and suppressed his majestic will, allowing Yang Qing to calm down and interrupt the process of condensing the alchemy cauldron.
Yang Qing suddenly woke up and looked at Lin Feng. Lin Feng said calmly: "You have the foundation of the Bagua Daozang of the Heavens and the True Interpretation of Taiyin. When you become the master, you will also fully understand the other Taoist method taught to you.
Now is the time for you to make your final decision."
"Thanks to Master for reminding me, it was my disciple who was reckless." Yang Qing understood immediately and couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He nodded repeatedly: "This disciple must practice hard, lay a solid foundation, and never rush forward rashly again."
Lin Feng smiled and said: "Silly boy, don't overdo it. You have such understanding. It's not too late to be happy for my teacher."
Yang Qing gave a startled smile, and Lin Feng looked at Zhu Yi in the Hidden Dragon Pot: "Today is not the time for you to break through to the late stage of foundation building, but some people have accumulated enough. It will be a matter of course, and you can push open the blocking door in front of you."
He said to Shi Zongyue: "King Anliang, I have a heartless request, and I hope it will be fulfilled."
Shi Zongyue's expression was slightly complicated, and he was also looking at the Hidden Dragon Pot. When he heard what Lin Feng said, he pondered for a moment and then said with emotion: "That's it. It can be considered a good thing for this Dharma conference. I don't mind the beauty of adults."
Changle Taoist Master and Betting Taoist Master Zhuge Guang remained silent, looking at the Hidden Dragon Pot, with complicated and unexplainable brilliance flashing in their eyes.
Other Yuanshen bosses also looked at the Hidden Dragon Pot with different expressions.
Taoist Lan Ting was smiling, while King Zuoxian of Beirong and Sun Yao Sword Master had complicated expressions.
Cao Wei, the leader of Tianchi Sect, frowned slightly.
The head of the Huo family, Huo Xiu, and the leader of the Flowing Light Sword Sect, the Light Sword Master, both had expressionless faces.
Just at the moment of these few words, Zhu Yi was hiding in the dragon pot, sitting cross-legged, on the altar transformed by the great barrier of the light and dark mandala. One after another, the magic aura surged out from his body, and it was flowing through his body.
floating around.
The massive spiritual energy in the Hidden Dragon Pot was continuously inhaled into Zhu Yi's body, with Shi Zongyue's tacit approval. The Hidden Dragon Pot did not stop his behavior, but adopted a laissez-faire attitude.
In Zhu Yi's body, the golden elixir was divided into two parts: light and darkness, half shining brightly, and the other half dark and deep, flowing quietly.
"Boom!" A raging fire suddenly ignited from the spring point under his feet, and the fire swept through his body in an instant. Finally, it gathered on his light and dark golden elixir and kept burning.
The initially incomprehensible people outside the Hidden Dragon Pot all had their eyes widened. The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage still didn’t know why, but the monks in the Golden Core Stage and the ancestors in the Nascent Soul Stage finally understood that Zhu Yi turned out to be a man after the battle with Jiao Junchen.
, directly triggered the catastrophe of Yin Fire.
A monk in the early stage of the Golden Elixir is promoted to the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. He has to go through the tribulation of Yin Fire. If he can survive it, he will reach the realm of the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. With the help of the Yin Fire, he can remove all the impurities and dregs in his own Golden Elixir. From then on, he will know that reaching the sky is the next step.
A realm.
But if you can't get through it, you'll be burned to the ground and burned to ashes in an instant.
Looking at Zhu Yi, almost everyone had a thought in their mind: "Madman!"
No matter which cultivator is in the early stage of the Golden Core, he must be very cautious when facing the catastrophe of Yin Fire, and adjust his condition to the best before he dares to walk on thin ice to overcome the catastrophe. Even if there are elders in the sect to look after him, he must be careful again and again.
But Zhu Yi actually chose to break through and overcome the tribulation after a fierce battle with a powerful enemy like Jiao Junchen. In the eyes of many people, he was really arrogant to the extreme.
Only Lin Feng, Shi Zongyue and others know that Zhu Yi is currently in his best condition.
Even though his mana is severely depleted, his understanding of Taoism and his control over himself are at the peak of his current state.
Don't wait for a moment. Waiting for any longer is a waste.
So Zhu Yi didn't even come out of the Hidden Dragon Pot, but directly broke through the realm in the pot.
It seemed to be an extremely long time, but it seemed to be only a short moment. Zhu Yi, who was sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, with a pure smile like a child on his face. With a wave of his hands, the sky, the earth, the wind, the thunder, the water, the fire, the mountains.
, the eight layers of objects suddenly condensed around him.
Above the Bagua object, two auras, one black and one white, hover, interlaced with light and dark, mottled and changing.
These objects are not the manifestation of Zhu Yi's own magic power, but the condensation of various spiritual energies that he extracted from the space inside the Hidden Dragon Pot.
Know how to reach the sky, communicate with heaven and earth, and extract the spiritual energy you need at will.
Seeing this scene, everyone knew that Zhu Yi had successfully survived the catastrophe of Yin Fire and advanced to the middle stage of Golden Core.
Coincidentally, everyone's eyes kept moving on Xiao Dian, Shi Xingyun and Song Qingyuan at this moment.
They are now eager to know, after Zhu Yi advanced to the semi-finals so strongly, who will be the unlucky guy who will be drawn into a group with him?
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