An hour later, Xiao Yi was practicing in the main hall and recovering his cultivation.
Suddenly, Li Hongyan came to the door of the hall and said: "Uncle Master, someone from the Wei Dynasty has come and wants to see the leader!"
Hearing this, Xiao Yi slowly stopped his power, opened his eyes, canceled the formation barrier, and said: "Invite him to the main hall!"
After a while, an old Taoist in white robes with a long black beard, childish face and white hair followed Li Hongyan into the hall with a floating dust in his hand.
The white-robed old Taoist looked at Xiao Yi for a moment and said: "This poor Taoist worships Wei Yuan in the Wei Dynasty and has met the head of Xiao!"
A memory of the ancestor of Huangshan appeared in Xiao Yi's mind. Wei Yuan, Taoist name Han Yuan Zhenjun, one of the four royal enshrinements of the Wei Dynasty. At the same time, he also looked at the white-robed old Taoist for a moment, although the opponent's Qi was hidden
It's very deep, but it still can't be hidden from his powerful soul induction. This person's true cultivation level is close to the peak of the Void Refining Stage.
Immediately, he said calmly: "Fellow Daoist Wei is here, what important business do you have?"
Wei Yuan said coldly: "Fellow Taoist should also be well aware of this matter. Although the third prince Wei Shaohua and his guardian Sun Yang have many faults, they have been detained for several days. Please ask Master Xiao to release them immediately.
"
Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Is that all?"
Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and said: "Although the war between the noble sect and the Wuyue Sect is a personal grudge, the Wuyue Sect is after all an affiliated sect of our Wei Dynasty. If we allow fellow Taoists to invade us like this, where is the prestige of our Wei Dynasty?
Therefore, Pindao is here to seek justice for the Wuyue Sect. We have a fair fight. If fellow Taoist wins, our Great Wei Dynasty will recognize the Spirit Sword Party’s rule over the former Wuyue Sect’s sphere of influence. If you, fellow Taoist, win,
If you lose, how about joining our Wei Dynasty and becoming a priest?"
Xiao Yi secretly thought cunningly, but the other party's move was to test his own reality. If the other party loses, he will only admit that the Spirit Sword Sect can replace the Five Sacred Mountains Sect. But if he loses, the entire Spirit Sword Sect will be wiped out! This bet is basically impossible.
unfair!
Despite this, Xiao Yi was still prepared to agree. Because he now needed stable development, and the recognition of the Wei Dynasty would help him rule these one hundred states.
And more importantly, he will not lose!
"good!"
Therefore, Xiao Yi responded, and his figure flashed and came to the void outside Zhongyue Peak.
Wei Yuan also followed the figure and came to the opposite side of him. The two were facing each other a hundred feet apart.
Xiao Jianfeng, Qin Yuyan, Jin Fengzhenren and other people from the Lingjian Sect were watching around.
Immediately, a majestic icy cold energy surged out of Wei Yuan's body, and his body suddenly transformed into a humanoid body of a hundred feet. The temperature in a radius of more than ten miles dropped sharply, and snowflakes danced like the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter.
The mastery of the soul of the monks in the Void Refining Stage has condensed the essence of the soul. The power of the body can be ten times that of the ordinary state. It has the vast power to destroy cities, destroy countries, and move mountains and seas.
Xiao Jianfeng, Qin Yuyan, Jin Fengzhenren and other Spirit Sword Sect disciples quickly retreated.
Immediately, Wei Yuan's hundred-foot body suddenly punched, and the majestic Ice Soul Fist turned into a hundred-meter-long white ice dragon and flew out towards Xiao Yi.
At this time, the Thunder Divine Sword appeared in Xiao Yi's hand and turned into a ten-foot-long blue sword light that shot out. The hundred-meter-long white ice dragon instantly collapsed.
Immediately, Wei Yuan's 100-foot body, which was like a giant spirit god, suddenly punched Xiao Yi.
The huge size difference made all Spirit Sword Sect disciples couldn't help but worry about Xiao Yi.
At this time, the Thunder God Sword suddenly burst into dazzling blue light, and the sword spirit transformed into a blue thunder luan that was one hundred feet in size and flew rapidly towards the one hundred foot ice giant.
The blue thunder light shone, and the blue thunder luan penetrated Wei Yuan's 100-foot ice body.
The ice body suddenly collapsed, revealing Wei Yuan's true body. There was blood on the corner of his mouth, and he stared deeply at Xiao Yi, with an unbelievable look of shock in his eyes.
The opponent didn't use all his strength at all and defeated him with only a flying sword. This kind of strength is really unfathomable.
At the same time, the Lei Luan Sword Spirit dispersed and disappeared into the Heavenly Thunder Sword. Then the blue sword light flashed and fell into Xiao Yi's hand. He smiled slightly and said: "Fellow Daoist Wei, I accept it!"
Wei Yuan suppressed his shocked expression and said with a smile: "Master Xiao is indeed a man of profound cultivation. From today on, the Wei Dynasty will officially recognize the Spirit Sword Party's rule over Yuezhou and other hundreds of states."
Xiao Yi smiled and said: "Come here, bring them two out!"
Immediately, Master Jinfeng returned to the dungeon at Zhongyue Peak and brought out the third prince Wei Shaohua and his protector Sun Yang.
Immediately, Xiao Yi lifted the seals on the two of them, and Wei Yuan took the two of them away with their swords.
After a while, Wei Yuan and the other three were already a hundred miles away.
At this time, the third prince Wei Shaohua said: "Zhenjun Hanyuan, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect not only ignored the majesty of the Wei Dynasty and detained me, but also took away the Qiankun Ring from me and Zhenren Sun. We cannot
Just let him go!"
When Wei Yuan heard this, he glanced at him coldly and said: "This person's cultivation is far superior to that of the ancestor of Huangshan, and the True Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts is still above me. If you want to be safe, you'd better forget this immediately."
thing!"
Although Wei Shaohua was arrogant, he was not really an idiot. Hearing Wei Yuan's serious tone, he immediately did not dare to mention it again, but he remembered this grudge.
At this time, Xiao Yi has entered a state of seclusion and practice, and he wants to transform the massive amount of spiritual stones he has harvested into his own cultivation.
…
Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Yuezhou, where the Lingjian Sect was stationed, was once Zhongyue Peak and is now Lingjian Peak.
In the main hall, within the formation barrier, Xiao Yi sat cross-legged on a futon, exhaling spiritual energy.
There is a pile of high-grade spiritual stones on the ground, and the extremely rich and pure spiritual energy is absorbed by a burst of chaotic mana, transformed into the power of thunder by the Chaos Soul, and integrated into the Dantian.
In the dantian, a blue golden elixir continuously absorbs the power of thunder and grows stronger.
After two years of hard training, Xiao Yi's cultivation finally reached the perfection of the golden elixir.
Immediately, Xiao Yi's Yin Shen's form of Thunder God came from the Purple Palace in the upper Dantian to the sea of Qi in the lower Dantian, wrapping the blue Heavenly Thunder Golden Pill.
Following Xiao Yi's thought, the Heavenly Thunder Golden Pill suddenly shattered and quickly merged with the power of the soul, deriving a more pure Nascent Soul Qi.
This is the process of giving birth to a baby!
At this time, in the Purple Mansion of the Upper Dantian, the Chaos Yuanshen suddenly differentiated into a purple thunder Dao Yun, injected it into the Lower Dantian, and merged with the golden elixir and the power of the soul.
Immediately, the golden elixir and divine soul cultivation continued to merge, generating streams of purple Nascent Soul energy.
In the end, the golden elixir vitality and the divine soul were completely integrated and condensed into a three-inch-tall purple Nascent Soul, exuding a supreme and noble aura.
At this moment, in the sky thousands of feet high, a blue thundercloud gathered, covering a hundred miles in radius. The blue thunder arc shone, exuding a terrifying and powerful energy!
At this time, everyone in the Spirit Sword Sect looked up to the sky, with astonished expressions on their faces.
