A huge roar resounded, air waves and dust spread in all directions, and the temples along the long street trembled.
Under the scorching hot air waves, the temperature of the entire small temple rose sharply, and the already yellowing dead leaves even burned directly.
"Did you lose miserably again?"
On the altar, the little toad did not hide its gloating at all. Even though it had been saying similar words for half a year, it still enjoyed it.
"As expected of the ancient God of War, his mastery of magical powers, Taoist arts, and martial arts are all so wonderful that I cannot match them at this time..."
Gently rubbing his temples, Yang Yu's brows were slightly tired, but his eyes were very bright:
"However, it's soon..."
The rich incense was used up. That night, he fought with the demon boy dozens or hundreds of times, but no one could win, but he was not discouraged.
The demon boy Nazhajufaluo was a genius, both in terms of talent and understanding of supernatural powers, far surpassing his own.
He has the desire to win, but he does not think that by practicing for decades, he will be able to defeat others who have practiced Taoism for thousands of years.
but……
Ignoring the little toad's gloating, Yang Yu changed his mind, and various progress bars on the inner wall of the Cauldron of Gluttony were reflected in his eyes.
In the past six months, his progress was more than just increasing his energy and blood and giving birth to a new head.
[Yang Prison (Jidao Kuixing)]
【Immortal!】
[Rank Chart: Jiuyaoji Beidou Rank Chart]
[Number of foundation building times: two!]
[Innate Heels: Gods and Demons (1)]
[Daoxing: 325 years]
[Mana: 325 years]
[Ling Qi: 15364 rays]
[Integration of magic and martial arts: Four Symbols of Heaven’s Will (fifth level), Yuanci True Body Technique (fourth level)...]
[Supernatural power: Shidu level: Tongyou (third level), shaking the earth (fourth level), holding the body of the sky (fourth level), melting gold and refining the body (fourth level), exhaling breath to form a weapon (fourth level)
), doomed (first level)...]
[Great magical power: melting weapons and refining body (first level)]
[Thumbs: Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques (Four Transformations), Heavenly Thunder Transformation, Divine Elephant Transformation, Great Sun, Tathagata Transformation (missing a calamity but not completed)]
[Weapons: Two-edged sword (transforming)]
[Birth magic weapon: Yuanci Five Elements Mountain]
[Magic weapon: human race bag, golden dragon scissors...]
【Incarnation: Two Worlds】
[Grasshead God: Taoist Lu...]
…
In just half a year, all kinds of magical powers and the eight or nine mysterious arts have made great progress, especially the sky-shaking and earth-shaking ones, which have almost touched the threshold of the fifth level!
But the fastest thing is not the magical power, but the "Four Symbols of God's Will" after the combination of magic and martial arts.
Ultimately, what he really wanted in the past six months was not to defeat the demon boy, but to hone himself with the help of his extremely superb magical powers.
This is naturally what Taoist Yang said, turning disaster into good fortune.
"call!"
"suck!"
Yang Yu sat cross-legged and meditated, looking inwards at his body.
The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword cannot transform without flesh and blood. Even if he is beheaded, all his flesh and blood will be melted away. Now that his body has been recast, not only has the 'Lifting the Sky and Shaking the Earth' been promoted to the fourth level, but the Yuanci True Body Technique has also been promoted.
In his induction, the energy and blood in his body were harmonious and lively, and he seemed to have some spiritual energy and agility in his magic power.
This is the effect of the ever-changing blood.
He guessed that if he could turn all the blood in his body into the 'ever-changing' blood, he would be able to greatly improve his practice in human immortal martial arts.
It might even be possible to directly cross the second step to the fairyland and reach the third step.
only……
"Nanling..."
In the human race bag, Hong Fa'er was lying on her back with her limbs spread out, as if she had given up all struggle.
After years of oppression, his practice of Samadhi True Fire has made rapid progress, but at the same time he has developed a great dislike for this magical power.
He felt that he was tired of being angry...
"If you can master the true fire of Samadhi..."
Yang Yu thought to himself, but his mind fell on the two Dao fruits summoned by the demon boy.
Jiuyao beacon fire, Jiuyao coming dragon.
One is the essence of Lihuo, which contains Nanming Lihuo. The other is the magical power to protect the body, summoning the blessings of dragons, and when it moves, it has the power of a group of dragons soaring into the abyss.
In the past six months, he has also thought about these two Dao Fruits.
Jiuyao is different from Shidu in that the magical power of choice is not even limited to the magical power inherent in Tao Fruit.
In other words, when refining these two Dao fruits, he can not choose the magical powers inherent in them, but find other magical powers.
Naturally, he was inclined towards Samadhi True Fire. After all, although Nanming Lihuo was good, it could not assist others in their practice of Immortal Martial Arts.
As for the coming dragon, it summons all the dragons to bless itself and coincides with the shaking of the earth. You can use it or not.
Of course, he himself is more inclined to get the ‘Innate Qi Great Capture’ from the Five Zang Guan recipe. After all, this may be related to the famous magical power ‘The Universe in the Sleeve’.
"First, refine the dragon to carry the innate Qi and capture the magical power. As for the Samadhi True Fire..."
With thoughts spinning in his mind, Warden Yang stood up. In the small courtyard, Zhu Hye squatted in a corner, playing with the water hyacinth, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Great, Great Immortal..."
Sensing Yang Yu's gaze, the little pig demon jumped up and stood up.
"Why didn't you go look for Yuan Ben?"
Yang Yu glanced at the water hyacinth without leaving any trace.
Having personally experienced how difficult and terrifying the devil boy was, no matter how interested he was in the gourd, he would not dare to touch or test it easily.
One old monster had exhausted him, and he couldn't bear another one.
Because of this, he pressed the idea of letting the little pig demon try to call out and awaken the immortal-killing white gourd.
However, he gave up this idea for the time being, but Zhu Xi persisted in asking.
Although this little pig monster is stupid, it is not stupid.
"Great Immortal, gourd..."
Zhu Xi wanted to speak but stopped.
"This gourd is indeed a rare treasure, but with your current practice, it's best not to use it..."
Yang Yu thought for a while and said:
"If one day you encounter a sudden disaster that you cannot escape, when you pray to the gourd, try to be as polite as possible, or if it doesn't work, just add 'please'..."
The scene of Zhu Xi's failed call was still fresh in his memory, and regardless of whether it was a coincidence or not, he estimated that his guess was likely to be true.
I just haven't tried it.
"ah?"
Zhu Xi scratched his head in confusion, but nodded seriously to show that he remembered.
"Go find Yuan Ben."
Yang Yu smiled slightly, stood up and left the temple.
In the past six months, he had hardly left home. Apart from fighting fiercely with the demon boy, refining food, and practicing magical powers, it was also because he was a little taboo about his headless appearance.
Without him, ugly...
In the nameless small temple, Yuan Ben, who is already a qualified temple consecrator, is greeting the pilgrims coming and going.
In terms of martial arts talent, Yuan Ben is much better than Han Jiu. Even though most of his thoughts are on running the temple, he has already passed the blood exchange level, and he is also very skilled in many fist and kick martial arts.
According to his estimation, even if there is no blood transfusion medicine, the blood transfusion can be completed before the patient's crown is weakened.
Without disturbing Yuan Ben to greet the pilgrims, or calling the incarnation of Wu Jian who was busy fulfilling his wishes, Yang Yu came to the Wudou Gate.
Just as Yuan Ben loved to run the temple, Han Jiucheng had a nature that was a bit like being a teacher. In half a year, the Wudou sect had more than a thousand disciples.
He doesn't refuse anyone who comes, regardless of whether he is rich or poor. As long as there are people who want to learn, he will teach him. Although his blood exchange level is lower, his understanding of martial arts is deeper than Yuan Ben's.
"Preaching and teaching..."
Yang Yu focused his attention on perception.
After all, the Martial Arts Sect existed only for a short time, and its influence on the long history of martial arts was better than nothing. However, as more and more people practiced martial arts, it became more active.
Buzz~
Yang Yu's mind was wandering, and as the waves surged, his thoughts fell on the new splashing waves.
"The wheel of life and death... my little brother's progress is getting faster and faster."
Feeling the experience of Yang Jian's creation in the waves, Yang Yu felt a little solemn in his heart.
There is a thirty-fold time gap between the Shanhai Realm and the Longquan Realm. In other words, Yang Jian created a magical skill in less than a few months after he left.
This speed is faster than what he used to do back then.
'Old man...'
Returning his understanding of the 'wheel of life and death to all tribulations' to the river, Yang Yu suppressed the restlessness in his heart and found a vendor to sit down and order some breakfast.
Having not eaten grains for more than half a year, Yang Yu's food was quite delicious. He ate more than ten portions before putting down his bowl and chopsticks.
"Shentu and Yulei are both numbers of the eight extremes..."
In silence, the ancient magical power who had been gone for half a year returned, and his face looked very bad:
"I'm afraid there may be some trouble this time."
The Golden Pagoda of Gathering Luck cannot be entered except by those on the list, and those who have surpassed Jiuyao cannot enter.
What does this mean? Why is it so unclear about ancient supernatural powers?
"I'm afraid that only those on the Jiuyao List are qualified to enter..."
"Is there no other way?"
Gu Shentong was in a very bad mood, but Yang Yu seemed a little careless.
"Brother Nanling may try, but I'm afraid that Gu will have no chance..."
Ancient Shentong sighed:
"No wonder Zhong Lilie, Mi Xin and others have been promoted to Jiuyao one after another. They are just trying to make the last attempt before the Golden Pagoda..."
"I'm afraid it will only take a few decades to open the Fortune Gathering Golden Pagoda. I'm afraid it may not be enough to just do it temporarily, right?"
Yang Yu was a little surprised.
The cultivation of magical powers cannot be achieved overnight. It took hundreds of years to reach the peak of Jiuyao and become as powerful as Taoist Lu. At this time, he was promoted...
"Brother Nanling underestimates the Holy Land Sect. As long as they think about it, they can find a way. But I..."
The ancient supernatural power smiled bitterly, with a rather lonely expression.
Although they are the leaders of various families, the Tianli Sect, Ten Thousand Immortals Celestial Sect, Nirvana Temple, and the Lion God Leader are all different.
The first three all have a reduced number of disciples, with only a few true disciples in one generation. However, the Tianli Sect has many saints, just like the Lian Sheng Sect in the Shanhai Realm.
Although the ancient supernatural power is a saint and his practice is sufficient, there are too many saints in the Tianli sect, so he will never be treated like Zhong Lilie, Mi Xin and others...
"It's not necessarily impossible."
Yang Prison spoke at the right time.
"Brother Taoist, teach me?"
Upon hearing this, the ancient supernatural power immediately stood up and bowed to him.
"I need my ancient Taoist friends to protect me. Even if it doesn't work, I still need to block the Cangjiang Gate for me!"
Yang Yu got straight to the point.
With his current practice, he may not be as good as Taoist Sanchi and that Taoist nun like Ruhua, who can come and go freely.
But he used incense to refine the demon boy, and at the same time he was restrained here. The two were at odds with each other, and they could not stop unless the outcome was determined.
What's more important is that the people who are chasing him are not just Cangjiangmen. The order to kill him has also been sent to Nanling...
"This, I'm just afraid..."
Gu Shentong was hesitant, but he knew how powerful Taoist Sanchi and Taoist Ruhua were.
I also know that these two people are crazy for some reason and have devoted all their strength to track down the sword fairy Nanling.
Moreover, there are many evil masters in the Endless Mountains, as well as practitioners of Wan Dharma, who are being followed...
"You don't have to be an enemy to anyone, just cover me for thirty years!"
Yang Prison took the initiative to take a step back.
"If that's all..."
Gu Shentong felt relieved and responded.
He agreed, and Yang Yu was not polite. He gave all the materials he needed to Gu Shen Tong, not caring about the latter's expression of embarrassment.
"Brother Dao, you..."
Gu Shentong gave a wry smile, but Yang Yu waved his hand, turned and left, and returned to the temple as a wisp of breeze blew by.
call!
In the closed small temple, Yang Yu sat quietly in front of the altar with his eyes closed, facing the devil boy.
"Cangjiang Gate, Vast Sea Dragon Mansion, Da Rijin Palace..."
With a flick of his finger, Yang Yu summoned Zhu Hui to protect him, and his own mind fell into silence.
"call!"
"suck!"
Accompanied by the long and vague sound of breathing, time passed by, and it was time for another year of spring thunder.
But it’s already twenty-seven years later!
Hmm... After this chapter, the pace has accelerated. Rong Gouzi took a chapter off and will make up for it tomorrow. He stayed up too late and it was a bit overwhelming...