Yu Juluo looked at Yang Xuangan carefully. After looking for a while, he frowned slightly, and then his eyes appeared. Yang Xuangan's entire body was dissected and all came into his eyes.
"Hiss~~"
"What the hell is this thing? It has the body of a martial artist, but there is no martial arts blood inside. Moreover, Yang Xuangan's original domineering and overwhelming fist spirit has also disappeared."
"If his face is not that of Yang Xuangan, we would not dare to recognize him as Yang Xuangan."
Yuguluo came to a conclusion after looking at it for a long time.
"This thing...is not a human being!!"
Ji Bofu smiled faintly and said: "Of course he is not a human being. Everyone in the world says that I, the Yellow Turban Warrior of Taiping Dao, am a weapon to fight for world supremacy, but these people are ignorant. This is the real Yellow Turban Warrior!!"
Yu Juluo scratched his head and asked doubtfully: "Is this the Yellow Turban Warrior? But this thing doesn't seem to be as strong as in the legend. We can defeat him with one punch."
Ji Bofu said with a sinister face: "This yellow scarf warrior has just been made. You can wait until I worship it for a hundred years before you try it again!"
Yu Juluo still shook his head and said: "Even if you worship this thing for a hundred years, you can't beat us. We don't know if we can live for a hundred years, but we know that if we really live for another hundred years,
Even if the Overlord is resurrected, we are all worthy!!"
Yu Juluo was not exaggerating, but the result of a true analysis of himself. He spoke very sincerely, but the more sincere he was, the more silent Ji Bofu became.
It seems that he has worshiped the Yellow Turban Warriors for a hundred years, but it seems that he really can't defeat Yu Julua a hundred years later...
"The Yellow Turban Warriors are just laborers who carry things. Why do they need to be so good at fighting? Besides, if the Yellow Turban Warriors can't beat you right now, it's just because of Yang Xuangan's own weak foundation. If you find a god-demonic body for Pindao, you
Let's see if Pindao can beat you to death with one punch after refining it into a yellow scarf warrior!"
As soon as Ji Bofu finished speaking, Yu Juluo rolled his eyes, "If we could really find a body of a god and demon, we would have imitated the body of a god and demon and promoted ourselves to a god and demon. How could you be refined into a yellow scarf warrior?"
, isn’t this a waste of natural resources!”
Ji Bofu knew he had made a mistake, so he laughed sarcastically and said, "General, what is your current level of cultivation?"
Yu Juluo glared at Ji Bofu and said, "What are you doing? Don't you know you can't ask others about their realm at will? Don't you know this is taboo?"
Ji Bofu rolled his eyes, "General, please don't mess with the poor. Now we are retreating to Zhuojun. Although neither of us wants to fight for world hegemony, we still have to show off our muscles from time to time to let others know that we are not to be trifled with."
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"Show off your muscles. If anyone dares to come to Zhuo County to cause trouble, we will slap him to death!!"
Yu Juluo was extremely confident, as if everyone in the world were just chickens and dogs. However, looking at Ji Bofu's eyes full of inquisitiveness, he couldn't help but said with pride: "When we conquered Goguryeo in the second time, we were still at the peak of the martial arts.
After the second sign, I gained occasionally, but now I have just reached a body without leakage."
"In terms of realm, we may not be the highest, but in terms of combat power, we are the number one person in the Sui Dynasty at the realm of the Martial Saint. Now that I think about it, no one can beat us."
Ji Bofu suddenly stood up and his eyes almost popped out. In his imagination, he felt that Yu Juluo should be the kind of person who has worked very hard in the realm of martial saints, but he never thought that this would be a person.
Immortal!!
The realms of monasticism are not clearly divided, and the divisions are not so detailed. The realm of ghosts and immortals alone includes the martial arts realm and the realm of human immortals. Therefore, the ghosts and immortals are very strong and the weak are very weak. Unless they fight each other, they cannot be distinguished at all.
I don’t know whether a ghost fairy is powerful.
But Wufu is different. Each realm of Wufu is divided into very details. Compared with the realm of ghosts and immortals, the realm of humans and immortals is at a later stage.
After reaching the immortal realm, the fist can reach the heaven and earth, and the sun, moon and stars can be sensed to create a flawless body. The next step is the accumulation stage, where you begin to condense your own acupuncture points. After condensing enough acupoints, you will develop physical magical powers.
Flying to the sky and escaping from the earth, swimming in the turbulent flow of the void is just waiting.
A martial artist ascends to heaven and is boundless. This is the realm of human beings and immortals!!
After reaching the pinnacle of human immortality, the power of the fist becomes substantial, and the palm can control the world, which is comparable to Taoism and magical power, and the body is reborn with blood and is almost immortal.
It can be said that the human immortal realm has already stood at the pinnacle of martial arts. As for the final realm of smashing the vacuum, it is the same as the Yang Shen, which is an elusive dream for countless people.
Of course, the achievements in the immortal realm are far more than these. The most important symbol of the immortal realm is immortality!!
The physical body has no leakage, the fist intention is substantive, the spirit and the physical body have almost reached their peak, and the result is eternal life.
There is also a saying that is often circulated among warriors, there are only immortals who die in battle, and there are never immortals who die of old age!!
"The general...has gained immortality!!!"
Ji Bofu felt a little numb. His family knew about his family affairs. His immortality was all based on the catalog of gods, while Yu Juluo's immortality was all achieved by his own cultivation. This is really amazing. p>
The corners of Yuguluo's mouth unconsciously raised, but he still said with an indifferent attitude: "What about immortality? We have just entered the realm of immortals. We are still far away from immortality. If we just live for hundreds of years, I think it is not possible."
What's the problem?"
The corners of Ji Bofu's mouth twitched slightly, "Look, are you speaking human language? Live for hundreds of years...
"Then you just said you didn't know if you could live a hundred years..."
Yujuluo spread his hands and said: "It's one thing to live for hundreds of years, but it's another thing to be able to live safely until the end of life. What if we are beaten to death? Who knows what will happen next?
That’s right.”
Ji Bofu took a deep breath and sat down. He was already immortal and immortal, and Yu Juluo's "immortality" was not worth the shock compared to him.
He picked up the tea cup and took a big sip of hot tea. Taoist Master is so envious!!!
Compared with Ji Bofu who said he didn't care but was envious in his heart, Yu Juluo really didn't care about his own longevity.
Warriors are meant to fight against the heavens and the earth. My way is self-sufficient. It is not surprising that one day I die for my own way. Moreover, there have been so many immortals since ancient times, but none of them has survived to this day.
The Overlord realm is one level higher than that of a human being, so he is dead.
It’s just a mere immortal, it’s really not worth mentioning.
Ji Bofu suddenly thought of a question, "General, is it time for you to search for some divine objects now?"
Yuguluo's eyes lit up and he said, "Do you have any news about the divine object?"
Ji Bofu blinked his eyes and said, "Don't worry, let's wait until the poor man is free in two days and we will sum it up."
"The Taoist Priest must hurry up, we are short of magic items now!!"
Yuguluo grinned very happily. With the divine object, he could place it in his own acupoints and absorb the essence of the divine object to evolve himself.
This is the way of cultivation for immortals, and now he is worried about where to find the divine objects.
In the evening, Yu Juluo asked his servants to cook a large table of dishes, and he and Ji Bofu had a good meal, and both of them were drunk.
Ji Bofu walked dizzy to the room Li Laoer had prepared for him, hugged the soft Li Xiuning and slept soundly.
On the next day, he asked Yu Juluo to arrange for someone to take Empress Xiao and others to the manor that Yu Julu had arranged in advance. He floated out of Zhuojun City with a nine-section sword in hand and walked straight into the mountains and forests.<
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At noon, Ji Bofu stood under a magnificent mountain peak, his eyes full of nostalgia.
At that time, Yu Juluo picked him up from this position, and he was slapped down by the master's sleeve. It was only a few months since he went down the mountain, but it seemed like a long time.
The nine-section battle in his hand bloomed with clear light and floated above his head, and various formation restrictions along the way gave way to a deep path.
Ji Bofu walked on the path and sighed: "The ancestors are really afraid of death. They are so afraid that others will find the mountain gate..."
With his level of Yin Shen, he would not be able to climb the mountain without the Jiujie Zhan, and forcing his way through the mountain gate would only lead to death. This is outrageous.
After walking up the mountain, what comes into view is the bronze hall that exudes a wild atmosphere. But at this moment, the bronze hall is completely wrapped in ice crystals, and it emits colorful light under the sunlight. It is very beautiful.
Ji Bofu has long been used to strange things, which is why he moved out of the Bronze Hall. He doesn't want to freeze to death in his sleep.
He walked around to the back of the bronze hall, looked at a field of golden wheat ears and sighed. Although he knew that the master would not help him collect the spirit bud rice, he still felt a little distressed after seeing it.
The ears of wheat are almost sinking to the ground.
He turned around and went directly to the wooden house next to the Bronze Hall to take out a jade sickle, rolled up his sleeves, lifted up the front of the Taoist robe and stuffed it into his waistband, and started harvesting the rice.
When I was hungry, I would sit on the ridge of the field and eat Lingya rice. When I was thirsty, I would drink water from the Lingquan spring. When the last ray of sunset disappeared, the last crop of Lingya rice would be cut off by a sharp sickle.
After collecting all the spiritual rice into the Qiankun bag, the ice crystals wrapped outside the bronze hall turned into little crystals and shattered, dissipating in the air.
Ji Bofu's face was filled with joy, and he quickly ran to the main entrance of the Bronze Hall, banging the door loudly: "Master, your only disciple is back, open the door!!"
A gap quietly appeared in the bronze hall, allowing only one person to pass through, and Ji Bofu quickly ducked into it.
As soon as he entered the bronze hall, he saw Huangfu Qinghui sitting on the Taoist platform. He put down his rolled-up sleeves and front skirt, bowed and said: "Master, be well, I wish you master as soon as possible!!" Huangfu Qinghui looked at Ji Bofu standing below expressionlessly, and said coldly: "I've grown taller!!"