"Since the Chisong lineage is different from orthodox Taoism in terms of Taoist inheritance and mana system, then it may not necessarily be necessary to rely on a large amount of spiritual power from heaven and earth. There may be other methods."
Fu Yang walked forward while chatting with Ah Huang.
The two of them were familiar with each other, and soon arrived at the entrance of the side hall where Huang Xuanzi usually practiced.
Fu Yang put his hands behind his back and said loudly: "Huang Xuanzi, I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm here this time. I have some things to discuss with you, and of course I need your advice."
The words just fell.
call!!!
A gust of wind appeared out of thin air. It blew open the door of the side hall in front of us, revealing the dim inner hall. Even in the daytime, the place was not very bright, creating a mysterious and quiet feeling.
Ah Huang pursed his lips: "These old men just like to play tricks and pretend to be mysterious."
Fu Yang rolled his eyes at him: "Don't talk nonsense, you should be more respectful."
An old and steady voice came from inside the hall.
"Uncle Master, it's true that you haven't come back to see me for a long time? Let's talk first."
So, the two of them entered the hall. With a creak, the door behind them closed.
Fu Yang saw an old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and a white beard, sitting cross-legged on a futon. He closed his eyes and meditated...
Fu Yang smiled slightly and completely released the magic power in his body, no longer able to hold it back.
boom!!!
A huge and oppressive aura descended instantly. It enveloped the entire side hall, and a strong wind came out of the void, whistling non-stop. It caused the surrounding lamps, candles and Taoist flags to fly.
This, this is?!
Huang Xuanzi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Fu Yang in shock. He stood up and said, "Qi Lu Zhenren's peak cultivation realm? He is only one step away from the Heavenly Master! Uncle Master, your cultivation speed is simply, simply...
…”
He didn't know how to describe it at all!
In just one or two years, Fu Yang, who was previously weaker than himself, has actually reached the peak of the terrifying Qi Lu Zhenren?
Unbelievable!
Fu Yang, on the other hand, had an indifferent smile on his face. He was neither surprised nor happy, but nodded slightly: "That's right. Huang Xuanzi, I have reached the peak of Qi Lu Zhenren."
Ah Huang next to me was very unhappy.
Because Fu Yang... was he pretending again? Regardless of whether he had the subjective initiative to show off, at least the effect caused really shocked Huang Xuanzi.
"Hmph! Little Yoko's pretense has gone deep into his bones. He can pretend to be pretentious with every move he makes. It's too much, it's really too much. I want it too!"
Ah Huang immediately released his magical aura and stopped holding back.
At the same time, he said loudly: "This junior is not talented, but he is already in the realm of Qi Lu Zhenren."
Huang Xuanzi was shocked again!
A pair of eyes looked at Ah Huang, and his beard was trembling: "You, you are also Master Qilu? This, is this going to cause a big change in the world? Such a young Master Qilu actually appears like this."
No no no...
Ah Huang waved his hands vigorously with an arrogant look on his face: "It has nothing to do with the world changing. It's just because I'm awesome, gifted, and practice at an amazing speed. Of course, Little Yoko is also very powerful. Senior, you don't need to praise me.
The two of us have heard so many compliments along the way that our ears are getting calloused, hahaha."
This guy is really annoying!
Huang Xuanzi calmed down from the initial shock, but frowned, stared at Fu Yang strangely and said: "Uncle Master's cultivation level has been greatly improved, reaching the peak of Qi Lu Zhenren. But... this is the magic power of Maoshan Sect.
?Why can’t I feel the spiritual power of Chisong’s lineage in you at all?”
Well……
It turns out that Fu Yang has been habitually maintaining the Maoshan sect's avatar - because the Ghost Dao body and Chisong's avatar have special circumstances, and they don't need to practice and sense the world all the time.
So after showing the three-color spiritual power to the little Taoist priest guarding the door just now, I habitually switched to the Maoshan clone halfway.
There are three different bodies. Fu Yang usually stores two of them and injects his soul into one. He is already very skilled in the switching process, it is just like breathing, it is effortless.
"I'm sorry, this is just a small accident. Huang Xuanzi, you will feel the surging power of the red pine in a moment. And I'm afraid you will be very surprised."
Fu Yang smiled, and then directly switched his physical body in front of Huang Xuanzi!
In an extremely fast moment, "two Fu Yangs" will appear at the same time. Although the time is short, Huang Xuanzi can be regarded as a first-class strong man, so he can naturally discover them.
He was suddenly shocked again!
This was already the third time he was shocked - Huang Xuanzi felt like he was shocked again and again today, shocked again and again!
He couldn't understand at all why Fu Yang... had two identical bodies? And it didn't seem like a puppet. It was like two real bodies with no difference at all.
However, in this flash of lightning, before Huang Xuanzi's shock was over, the next shock was about to come.
Because... Fu Yang was already standing in front of him as the "Chisong clone" at this time. Then, his hands suddenly spread out in front of him, drawing an arc.
Sonorous!!!
A harsh metallic tremble sounded.
In Huang Xuanzi's horrified eyes, handleless magic swords with brilliant colors slowly appeared in front of Fu Yang in a fan shape.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple!
There are seven colors in total, and there are seven magic swords in total.
Like a peacock spreading its tail, it is breathtakingly beautiful. But the magic sword formed by condensing magic power also exudes an extremely sharp aura.
It seems that there is no need to move, the mere existence of the sword body is enough to cut through the void. It makes people's eyes feel slightly painful.
How can this be?!
Huang Xuanzi was shocked for the fourth time!
And this time, it was the most shocking one.
Whether it was Fu Yang and Ah Huang showing off the cultivation realm of Master Qilu just now, or Fu Yang switching between two bodies in front of him, they were not as shocking as the seven magic swords of different colors in front of him.
Because these seven magical swords are clearly made of the seven-color spiritual power of red pine!
Each magic sword represents a color of spiritual power.
Huang Xuanzi's whole body was trembling, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were empty, and his beard was trembling. He didn't look like a strong man with great power and power, but like an old man who had suffered a stroke...
Ho ho ho.
Huang Xuanzi made a strange sound in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
Because he was really shocked.
This is the seven-color spiritual power of Chisong!
Their Red Pine and Wong Tai Sin lineage is said to be the ultimate in the inheritance of Taoism. Even his grandfather, the founder of the Wong Tai Sin Temple line in South China, only had five-color spiritual power.