Chapter three hundred and forty-eight: Floating Swallowing Light
Li Yuanxuan's face turned red, his lips were flat, and he gradually began to look like his original shape. His mouth suddenly opened, and a surging air flow emerged. However, it was not the colorless air flow when he inhaled it, but appeared in a variety of colors.
This magical power of swallowing light can also be called a Taoist technique. First, the essence of the five elements is swallowed in the abdomen, refined with bile and stomach acid, and turned into a viscous substance, which is then combined with the airflow swallowed into the abdomen.
Combine and turn into mist like water mist.
Mixed with this refined viscous substance, this colorful aerosol is highly toxic and can corrode spiritual energy and destroy treasures. When a monk encounters some of it, it immediately turns into a pool of pus and blood, making it difficult to prevent it.
Wu Yi raised up gusts of wind with his sleeves, preparing to blow away the mist. The strong wind easily swept away the mist, and the sky became clear and bright for a while.
Is Li Yuanxuan's trump card so unbearable? Wu Yi frowned, feeling that it was not that simple, but he didn't notice anything weird for a moment.
It wasn't until the five-color glazed jade light outside his body made a "squeaking" sound that Wu Yi realized that the strong wind he had stirred up before had only blown away the color of the mist, making it colorless and odorless.
The mist did not dissipate, but continued to sweep in. Wu Yi should have been surrounded by the mist when he heard the endless sound of the five-color glazed jade light.
When Li Yuanxuan saw Wu Yi frowning, he felt a little happy in his heart. Wu Yi had never made a move before, and now it was impossible for him to make a move. Whenever he made the slightest move, the nearby mist would swarm away, and he could be broken in an instant.
He put on the protective shield and said: "Fellow Taoist, you are still too big."
Li Yuanxuan knew in his heart that if Wu Yi used all his methods from the beginning, he would definitely not be able to stop him. But now, Wu Yi has become a turtle in the urn, and no matter how many methods he has, he can't use them.
After testing out the power of the poisonous mist, Wu Yi's eyebrows widened and he said: "It's a friendly way to trap it, but it's not easy." The figure shook, and the Yin and Yang Qi penetrated the body.
It emerges and evolves into a black and white dragon, wandering around endlessly.
When Li Yuanxuan saw that Wu Yi seemed to be moving, he raised his hand and planned to stop Wu Yi. Once the poisonous mist came out, even if he wanted to take it back, it would not be an easy task. If Wu Yi was turned into pus and blood by magical power,
, wouldn’t it allow Princess Xinyi to benefit, and she would have provoked a powerful enemy for her clan members.
However, something Li Yuanxuan didn't expect happened. The colorless and odorless poisonous mist unexpectedly swarmed towards Wu Yi, but the Yin and Yang twin dragons did not reject anyone who came and swallowed them all. Not only did they not see any
It looks like it is corroded, but it is actually getting stronger by three points.
After a few breaths, the magical power he displayed, Flowing Color Swallowing Light, was transformed by Wu Yi. After a fight, Li Yuanxuan knew that Wu Yi was far more powerful than him, so he did not humiliate himself. He cupped his hands and said: "Tao
I admire my friend for his superior skills and courtesy. I will leave now. I just hope that my fellow Taoist will be more careful in the future."
A gust of fragrant wind came, accompanied by a pleasant sound, "Li Daoyou said this to Xinyi, but I can't understand it. Is it possible that there are evil people on Xinyi Island? This is complaining about Xinyi's improper management."
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Wu Yi turned his head and looked around, and saw a slender figure appearing out of thin air, with cloudy hair, snow-skinned skin, and delicate appearance. She called herself Xinyi, and she must be the owner of this place, Princess Xinyi.
Li Yuanxuan's face remained as usual and said: "That's not the case. The princess is worrying too much. There are many difficulties and dangers in cultivating Taoism, but this is just a word of encouragement."
"Really?" Princess Xinyi said lightly, but did not talk too much with Li Yuanxuan. She turned her eyes to Wu Yi. Li Yuanxuan knew that he was not pleased by Princess Xinyi, so he said goodbye.
, and left here.
Wu Yi has a golden crown and brocade clothes, a handsome face, a tall figure, and a well-groomed appearance. He can be regarded as handsome, but compared with the geniuses that Princess Xinyi has seen, he is not the best. At a glance, he will definitely be ignored.
among the crowd.
But if you take a closer look, you will feel that this person seems to be secretive, with plain eyes, as if nothing in the world can impress him. The monk has a quiet and mundane aura, which is not surprising, but it is as ethereal as Wu Yi
It's rare.
Princess Xinyi must have practiced Taoist techniques such as the power of truth to confuse people's minds. From the look in her eyes, others will look at her involuntarily, sink into despair, and reveal all their secrets.
However, not to mention that Wu Yi's inner demon body is the inner ghost that deals with the five yin and six thieves every day, just mentioning the charm of the peaceful path that Wu Yi has realized in his body is enough to make his sea of consciousness as stable as Mount Tai, and there is even a stone tablet.
The world is suppressed, and what Bai Ze cannot do yet, Princess Xinyi is destined to be disappointed.
Wu Yi's clear eyes looked at Princess Xinyi for a moment, then he raised his hand and said, "I have met Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Princess Xinyi retracted her fiery gaze, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Wu Daoyou is separated, just call me Ji Ying, or Ying'er." This laughter also has a sense of charm, listen to it.
It's like a cat scratching people's hearts.
"Okay, sister Ying'er, please stop teasing him. There are many monks below watching, so it's better to leave quickly." When Wu Yi was thinking about how to answer, Shi Yunchen stepped forward to help Wu Yi get rid of the situation.
Ji Ying smiled and said, "I won't fight with you if I know he is the one you love."
Wu Yi glanced at Shi Yunchen imperceptibly and said calmly: "Princess, it's better not to make such jokes." As a famous sect, Yiqi Clan has many internal rules, whether it is apprenticeship, recruitment of disciples, or marriage.
All monks and monks must report to the sect.
Although the upper echelons of the sect generally do not interfere in the matter of Taoist couples, if outstanding disciples from two sects are matched, they must be in line with the general trend of the sect. Otherwise, once the two sects are separated and caught in the middle, both sides may not be able to please each other.
Ji Ying snorted and said: "I don't understand the style, thank you for letting me pull the red line for you." She turned around and started chatting with Shi Yunchen, talking and laughing. The relationship between the two of them was closer than Wu Yi imagined.
Several people landed on Xinyi Island, and the commotion ended. There was no good show to watch, and the onlookers dispersed one after another. However, there were a few belligerent people left who wanted to fight Wu Yi again. Wu Yi rejected them all.
He refused, because he had no intention of gaining fame through fighting.
Some sword cultivators, or force cultivators, need to rely on a strong and diligent mind to promote breakthroughs in cultivation. This is their great path, and Wu Yi's fundamental path is the great path of tranquility, which emphasizes planning before moving, and using stillness to stop.
, being too fierce is inconsistent with Wu Yi's Dao.
To be precise, Wu Yi's cultivation should be judo. The water moves the world without fighting, and no one in the world can compete with him. If someone blocks Wu Yi's way, Wu Yi doesn't mind taking action. Blindly hiding will only make people think that he is
Very easy to bully.
Just like the monk in front of him who forced himself to fight Wu Yi.