The dark and gloomy scene was reflected in Yang Yu's heart.
Because of the miraculous power of "Old Mother Wants You to Conquer Qi Lu", he had already mastered the ability to look inside himself many years ago.
As his martial arts improved and his spirit climbed, internal vision was no longer just about seeing the meridians and internal organs. He could now penetrate deep into the internal organs and spy on the subtle flow of blood.
You can even count the fibers of your own muscles.
call!
suck!
Amid his long breathing, Yang Yu's mind sank to his Dantian.
"Yin-Yang Great Millstone..."
Yang Prison whispered in his heart.
The strands of inner breath and blood are absorbed by the slowly rotating red and gold millstone in the dantian, as if being inspired.
After half a year of grinding, he finally condensed this Yin-Yang millstone today.
Completely mastered this 'Yin Yang Wuji Kung Fu'.
"call!"
Yang Yu concentrated his energy and turned his mind into his palms to slowly push the millstone, crushing the erratic inner breath and blood.
After a long time, the red-gold grinding wheel trembled slightly.
Then, in Yang Yu's mind, a drop of red-gold liquid fell into his dantian.
Tick tock~
It's like the ice water melting from the eaves dripping into the vat, causing little ripples.
Yang Yu's body trembled, and suddenly, everything in his mind's perception seemed to become alive. Even what he saw when he looked inward seemed to have faded away and became clearer.
So angry!
The blending of qi and blood does not mean that it turns into a substantial liquid, but that compared to the inner breath, blood qi, and true qi, it is so much more condensed that it gives the illusion of being condensed into a liquid.
One drop, two drops...
Until a line is formed.
"It's done!"
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Yang Yu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes widened and illuminated the dark room.
Qi and blood blend, and hundreds of meridians are forged.
Generating true energy means that half of this level has been passed, but the rest is just hard work.
As soon as all the breath and blood in the body are turned into true energy, the furnace can be lit and the most violent flames will be used to burn away all traces of martial arts practice in the body.
You can advance to the rank of Grandmaster and start attacking the 360 acupoints all over your body, as well as the 'Xuanguan Acupoint' that varies from person to person.
For this step, he had resisted the urge to take the 'Ren Yuan Dan' for the past half month.
"It has been cast through hundreds of times, but it is not enough..."
Yang Prison sighed.
During the meeting with the sloppy Taoist half a year ago, until the end, he did not ask where the old Taoist was. It was not because he had forgotten, nor because it was too late, but because he suppressed it.
With his current martial arts skills, it is almost impossible to fight against a sloppy Taoist without magical powers.
The sloppy Taoist claimed that his talent was extremely poor, but he was really a supreme master who had no disciples and had created many unique skills and superior martial arts through his own perception of the world!
Looking at the past three thousand years, his talent is also the best among the best!
No matter how conceited Yang Yu was, he would never think that his seven years of practice could surpass the great master's accumulation of more than four hundred years...
"Blessed!"
Before Yang Yu finished breathing out his breath, he heard exclamations from outside the courtyard, which seemed to come from a very far distance.
"Um?!"
Yang Yu frowned slightly, flicked his sleeves and opened the door. People appeared outside the courtyard. He saw a young Taoist boy running three steps at a time, running towards him in panic:
"Grandmaster, Grandmaster! An old woman with a big belly is coming to see you!"
"???"
Although Yang Yu asked himself that his mind was quite calm, he almost stumbled after hearing this sentence.
"Who are you looking for?!"
"Looking for you!" Xiao Daotong panted and replied from a distance.
‘Zhenzhen Zhang still has such a romantic debt?!’
After being stunned, Yang Yu came back to his senses, took a step forward, and his body was like a roc, flying sideways with the wind. After a few ups and downs, he noticed something strange.
With a glance from the corner of his eye, he could see that in the unpaved square outside the temple, all the Taoist priests were being forced to retreat.
An old woman with white hair and a ferocious appearance that could even be called ugly came into the view with a big belly.
Her breath...
"This this……"
A Taoist priest in Xuankong Mountain has a sword in his hand, but how can he dare to draw it out?
Not only them, but even Lu Qingting was a little worried. Could it be that the ancestor really had some romantic debts that have not been handed down?
It's just that this old woman looks a little scary...
"Bah!"
Just when Lu Qingting and other Taoists were still doubting whether their ancestor's taste was too strong, the old woman seemed to sense something, and the old woman suddenly let out a sharp neighing sound.
boom!
This neighing sound came suddenly, and it was even more sharp and did not sound like a human being.
"ah!"
"Enemy attack!"
"ah!"
Even though all the Taoists in Xuankong Mountain were on guard, they were caught off guard and suffered a big loss. The ones closest to them had their eardrums pierced directly.
But there are only a few ordinary people who can worship into Xuankong Mountain. The panic only lasts for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, there is the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed.
Boom!
But before they could attack them, it was as if a muffled thunder exploded in front of them, the void was like a tide, and the wind was like water. With one blow, all the Taoists who were attacking from all directions were knocked away.
Only Lu Qingting managed to dodge properly and shattered the wind with his sword. His body turned around and his sword was like a forest, directly pressing against the old woman.
Wow!
The sound of the sword flashed, causing ripples to hit his face, like stars falling from the sky, coming with extremely murderous intent.
The light of the sword is like the light of a star. Once it shines, it penetrates everywhere.
His movements could not be described as unpleasant, and his sword skills could not be described as sharp, but the moment the sword light burst out, Lu Qingting's brows couldn't help but frown.
In front of me, there is no old woman anywhere?
As far as the eye can see, the void in front of me seems to have turned into a huge and transparent mirror, and in the mirror, another self is reflected.
Dang rang~
As Lu Qingting's thoughts flashed, the harsh sound of metal and iron could be heard in his ears, and where the tip of his sword touched, a large amount of fire suddenly erupted.
The 'self' in the mirror actually came out with a sword, pointed the sword at him, and killed him with the same momentum and the same sword technique!
"what?"
Lu Qingting looked stunned. He blocked with his sword and retreated violently. However, the 'himself' in front of him was chasing after him. At the same time, a sharp voice like a night owl came from his mouth:
"Lu Qingting was born in the vast world of heaven and earth, on the Nine Paths of Ding'an in the Central Plains. He grew up in a poor family, was smart, and had extraordinary opportunities. At the age of eighteen, he was recognized by the Taoist Fruit 'Tianma' and gained the magical power 'Divine Action'..."
Whoosh!
As the words echoed, Lu Qingting's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently, and the monster that walked out of the mirror actually had an aura that he was very familiar with.
That is,
"My magic move?!"
Zhengzhengzhengzheng~~~
Huge sound waves reverberated, and before the Taoists who were shaken away could even reach the ground, they heard the extremely dense sound of gold and iron.
On the huge square, two figures walked back and forth, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, like ghosts.
"Who is so bold?!"
In the Hanging Temple, one after another figures came up and down. Before anyone arrived, the sword light exploded. Lin Er stood up, raised his clothes, and moved with his sword.
The man and his sword merged into one, like a rainbow piercing the sun. In just a moment, they had already shot out of the Taoist temple. With a glance from the corner of their eyes, they saw two Lu Qingtings fighting a life-or-death battle.
"Um?!"
Lin Er frowned and was about to ask when he heard Lu Qingting's roar:
"That old woman has magical powers, don't get close to the 'mirror'..."
"Supernatural power..."
As the strong wind roared, Yang Yu walked on the leaves. His perception was so sharp that in an instant, he had already captured the magical auras that appeared outside the scene in almost no particular order.
And the sound of Lu Qingting’s roar.
That mirror is...
But before he could analyze it carefully, a hateful old face appeared in front of him:
"Zhang Slutty, do you still recognize me..."
boom!
Without thinking, Yang Yu pinched his five fingers together and punched out, unleashing a force that Pei Mo could not match in an instant.
"roll!"
Bang!
There seemed to be metal and metal chiming together, rolling and moving, followed by a sharp cry:
"You are not Zhang..."
boom!
The fists rise and fall, and the air waves are like tides.
Once he took action, Yang Yu did not hesitate at all. The Yin-Yang millstone in his Dantian vibrated violently, and surging true energy surged into his body.
Although Yang Yu considered Xuankong Guan and restrained the edge of his domination fist, this punch also contained the surging power of ten dragons and ten elephants.
boom!
The punch fell like a mountain.
It was as if a bronze mirror had been knocked over by a punch, and large swaths of light scattered in front of his eyes. In the empty void, a figure actually fell out of the shattered light.
The white hair danced wildly, and the old woman's pale and blue face flashed with a look of extreme shock and anger, but she couldn't even let out a roar.
The fist mark has fallen heavily again.
There was no change at all, just a flat punch, but in the eyes of the old woman in white and the Taoists inside and outside the Xuankong Temple, it was as thick as the ground and as vast as the sky.
There is no change, but it seems to cover the changes in the sky. It is a smooth push, but it blocks all the spaces in front and behind that can be avoided.
No retreat, no dodge!
"ah!"
Finally, a scream was heard amidst the explosive sound of gas.
During the turbulent airflow, the old woman's body was like straw, and she fell heavily. The huge force smashed the newly repaired square with just one blow.
The sky was filled with dust and earth and rocks were flying.
"you are not……"
Before the shrill roar of fright and fury could be heard, Yang Yu had already appeared from the sky and the earth, carrying the huge power of ten dragons and ten elephants, stamping out her screams!
"Um?!"
As this heavy step hit the ground, Yang Yu's eyelids suddenly trembled. Amid the thunderous roar, he heard a small explosion.
It was like a bulging pig urine bubble being crushed underfoot, making a 'pop' sound.
what?
Yang Prison looked down.
Under her feet, the white-haired old woman was like a flatbread spread out, clinging to the ground, with only a piece of skin left!
And in her lower abdomen, from the gap that was broken by the huge force, a baby less than a foot tall and covered in blood suddenly got out!
She hugged his feet, pulled on the umbilical cord desperately, and screamed anxiously.
"?!"
Yang Yu really didn't expect this scene and subconsciously raised his feet.
The blood-stained baby jumped out with a loud cry of "Wow!". In just one flash, it actually flew a hundred feet away, shouting in panic: