Chapter 275: Covering the sky with one hand, enlightenment (Part 2)
"Come on fire!"
The candle flame in the oil lamp rose sharply with the command, and the flames surged straight to the roof.
Under Ning Yan's full force, countless tiny red threads flew out from the candle wick and extended to every corner of the room, as if a dragnet had been spread out to surround Zhang Roujia.
Faced with this weird move, Zhang Roujia subconsciously took a few steps back. The breeze whipped up by the dancing hem hit the surrounding red lines, and the vibrations generated in the square inch were quickly amplified along with the dense spider webs.
Until Ning Yan came closer, it was actually visible to the naked eye.
“It’s a good idea.”
Zhang Roujia looked at the pillar of fire with great interest, and suddenly stretched out his fingers to wrap around the red line in front of him, and a burning sensation suddenly came from his fingertips.
He picked up the red thread and flicked it backwards, but the red thread broke immediately.
"It's just that the gap between you and me is bigger than Yunni. Are you sure you can trap me?"
"Who doesn't know how to joke? Show me what you can do!"
Zhang Roujia was startled at first, and then seemed unable to hold back and burst into laughter.
It had been many years since anyone had dared to speak nonsense in front of the noble minister, so when he heard Ning Yan's provocation, he really couldn't bear to dislike it, but rather appreciated it more.
Young people, how can they be called young if they are not crazy? When he was as old as Ning Yan, he always thought that one day he could be the best in the world.
This is probably the case for every talented warrior. When he debuts, he looks arrogant and conceited. Only when he hits the wall one day does he realize that there are people outside the world and there is a heaven outside the world.
Zhang Roujia doesn't mind being the south wall for a while.
Whoo, whoo!
The wind suddenly changed, and the sound of the fierce wind gradually became sharper, like the noise made by scratching a porcelain bowl with fingernails, which was hoarse and disturbing to one's mind.
Under this strong wind pressure, the table was the first to be affected, and suddenly began to shake violently, like a small boat capsized in the waves. Seeing that the oil lamp was not safe, Ning Yan jumped onto the table, breathed through his feet, and made an iron fist
Qiao Ma forced the table down.
"Certainly!"
Ning Yan uttered the sound of thunder and closed his hand seals to guard the mourning platform. The originally shaky spider web solidified in an instant, and the color of the central fire pillar changed from bright red to dark purple.
Crack!
Thunder and thunder rang out inexplicably inside the house, the pillar of fire surged again, and circles of lightning sparks were wrapped around it.
Zhang Roujia’s brows,
Fire is the body, the dragon is the phase, thunder is the use, and the body is a trinity. This reminded him of the Tubo Tantric master who came to Beijing to debate the Dharma many years ago. He once displayed the Great Tantric Dragon Thunder True Fire in front of the temple. It seemed like this.
Burning eyes.
Guo Wusuan never told him that this kid had such abilities...
"Fang Keji also taught you the five elements technique?"
"What a joke, what does Fang Ni have to do with it? I taught myself!"
Of course Zhang Roujia would not believe it. Ordinary fire techniques are nothing more than mantras, hand techniques, Qi pulses, and visualization of one of the four paths. However, Ning Yan can achieve the integration of the four elements...
Self-study?
This guy must be in his early twenties. Could it be that he is the reincarnation of a heavenly being?
Zhang Roujia thought that Ning Yan still refused to reveal his true identity, so he decided to force him again.
"Be careful."
Zhang Roujia raised one foot and hung it in the air. The cyclonic vortex quickly gathered on the sole of his foot, and his body swayed from side to side as if he was drunk.
The turbulent air waves came overwhelmingly, easily crushing the tables and chairs between the two of them. Ning Yan could no longer maintain the spider web that he had worked so hard to build. He spit out blood and flew backwards, and his body hit the wall heavily.
"Taking tricks is the trick after all... huh?"
Zhang Roujia was about to step forward to check Ning Yan's injuries, but he noticed something was wrong as soon as he took a step. He looked down and saw that there were still two or three red threads around his feet that had not disappeared, but were tightly wrapped around his ankles.
These red threads are slightly different from the previous spider webs. They are darker in color and have a certain corrosiveness, which is constantly eating away at his body-protecting energy.
If it weren't for his extraordinary cultivation, he might have had his ankle strangled if he wasn't careful.
"fall."
Ning Yan's voice sounded in Zhang Roujia's ears again, and the remaining red threads came to life instantly, tying him up.
Zhizi, zizi.
The burning sound was like a horn urging death. Zhang Roujia's face did not change. He tried to move his hands and feet, but he could not break free easily.
Tsk, that’s interesting...
Zhang Roujia traced the source of the red thread with his eyes, and suddenly realized that the spider web was just a blind trick used by Ning Yan. The real purpose was to use fire magic to connect the blood that had previously dripped on the ground, and these strange threads were also fused with the essence and blood.
Has such resilience.
The virtual and the real are intertwined, and changes are hidden in them.
Zhang Roujia had to retract his original judgment of the young man in front of him. This was still different from when he was twenty years old.
Far better than he used to be.
On the other side, Ning Yan turned over and kicked on the wall, using the force of the recoil to ride on the wind. He spat out his tongue-colored essence and blood into the blazing fire, and the erratic flames took shape.
There are a total of seventy-two techniques of controlling fire with hands recorded in "Seventy-two Directions of Dragon, Spirit and Tiger". He has not yet understood all of them. Even with systematic assistance in training, he can only use three of them at this time.
The first was the Dongxuan Heart-turning Fire Curse needed to refine Chunxiao Shake-Tang Pills, which he had used once when he fought with Guo Xianyi; the second was the Dragon Thunder Great Secret Seal for refining the Lotus Sect's Bliss True Ding Powder, which he had just used
Zhang Roujia also saw it.
As for the third one, it is the unique skill in Meishan's secret biography "Yang Jing Ting Hua Lun", which is anti-yin Shen Yan.
The flame manifested into the shape of a dragon's head at the edge of Ning Yan's fist. Blessed by the essence, blood and fire spell, the flickering light of the fist first turned to navy blue, and then turned almost completely white, and the power contained in it also increased exponentially.
rise.
He knew very well that his little trick could only trap Zhang Roujia for one breath, but for him, only one breath was enough.
Molten Blood Heretic·Bai Yan Climbs the Dragon!
The combined power of the two Meishan secrets was far beyond Ning Yan's imagination. He even felt that his punch could shatter the world.
Will win!
However, this illusion of omnipotence only lasted for a breath. The next moment, he knew what the nickname of Yun Qingtian meant.
In the line of sight, a big hand suddenly appeared, with five fingers like five jade pillars holding the sky, coming from the top, there was no way to avoid it!
Really covering the sky with one hand!
After a brief period of confusion, the two of them passed each other. Ning Yan stumbled forward for a few steps in a daze. The flames surrounding him dispersed with the wind, and finally his knees softened and he knelt on the ground.
He didn't see how he lost at all. Zhang Roujia's slap on the head almost caused him to lose.
I can't win...
"Your Five Elements Fire Technique is wonderful..."
As if Zhang Roujia had just done a trivial thing, he gently tore off the threads on his body, walked to Ning Yan and held his shoulders: "But that's not what I want to see."
There were waves of pain in his shoulders, and Ning Yan felt like his shoulder bones were about to be crushed, but it was this pain that made his dilated pupils regain focus.
What does Zhang Roujia want to see?
Ning Yan inexplicably remembered that Guo Wusuan had mentioned Fang Keji's name to him just now, and the four words "let go and do something".
"I understand."
As soon as he finished speaking, gray-black zhenqi flashed past. Zhang Roujia smiled, caught Ning Yan's seven calamity fingers that were stabbing his sea of qi with his bare hands, and then pointed a finger at Ning Yan's eyebrows with his backhand.
Ning Yan's body stiffened and he was frozen in place. Countless memory fragments rushed into his mind, and his eyes suddenly glowed with white light.
[He is actually willing to give up all his martial arts insights to me? You can't help but have such doubts in your mind, but soon, you figured out the key. That's right! This sycophant must have seen that you are not a thing in the pool.
, I want to achieve the merit of following the dragon as soon as possible! Well, when you come to Dabao in the future, what if you reward him with being a eunuch with a pen?】
[Don’t miss this opportunity. If you can experience the seven tribulations of Taoism, it will be of great help to you in understanding the meaning of the seven tribulations!]