Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 123 The Ethos of Sun Youyue's Lineage
Role: Taoist (Yanxi)

Name: Huang Shao

Shouyuan: 16/16
Division: Snow Mountain School, White Emperor Temple
Master: Taoist Nine Cranes, Woyun Qiaozi (Liang Mengxia), Nayunsou (Gu Shenye)
Taoism: Wanniao Chaohuang Heavenly Bird Variety Swordsmanship (not yet started), Wanxiang Light Smoke Sword (first floor: 97%)

Martial Arts: Snow Mountain School Breathing Technique (18th layer: 22%), Snow Mountain Swordsmanship (63nd layer: 99%), Heavenly Birds' Hundred Solutions (99nd layer: 63%), Cold Mountain Strength ([-]st layer: [-]%) , White Ape Boxing (Completion), Bronze Elephant Kung Fu (Consummation), Iron Bone Kung Fu (Dacheng: [-]%), Dry Mountain Pile (Entry: [-]%)

Talent: Copper skin and iron bones (+12), thick accumulation (+9), bright mirror Taoist heart (+3)

Skills: none

Items: Xuanjin Cassock, Heavenly Book (first and second volumes), Xuanye Sword (twelve mouths), Fish and Dragon Dance Opera Fan

On the panel of Taoist Yanxi, there is one more master, but there are still two sects.The cultivation base of the rest of the kung fu has advanced, because it has been deliberately suppressed, and there is no progress, only the snow mountain breathing technique has advanced by leaps and bounds.

Yan Xi also didn't understand why the Crock Pot Magic Fist, the small flag that he took by hand, the secret scrolls of Gu art from the Eighteen Villages of the Yiren, the scrolls taught by Longdu, etc., could not be counted as Taoist Yanxi's items.The Xuanjin cassock, the upper and lower volumes of the heavenly scriptures, the Xuanye sword and the fish-dragon dance opera fan can be hung on the panel, but these are all minor problems.

According to his current practice speed, the Xueshan school's breathing technique can break through the eighth level in at most ten days, and become a quasi-excellent from a top-notch master.

Yan Xi believes that even if he meets Zhao Qijin, even though the opponent's martial arts may be relatively high, based on his ability, he may not be able to fight to the end.

But... he cultivates immortality!
If you really want to make gestures, take out the crock pot magic fist, and within three minutes, you can beat Zhao Qijin into wonton stuffing.

Flat meat!
Yan Xi opened his eyes, what he saw was a mess all over the place, Gu Shenye had disappeared, he didn't say much, got up and packed his things, went back to the modern society, threw away all the garbage, and went to replenish some supplies.

I called Xun Qingying and said that I had to work overtime tonight. My girlfriend comforted him and asked if we could go to see the new house together tomorrow.

Yan Xi can only say, everything is up to you, hang up the phone, and travel back to Jiayin Realm.

Of course he didn't have time to look at the new house, and Master had to support him!

Yan Xi set up a casserole and boiled a pot of Chaoshan seafood porridge, Chaoshan porridge and Chaoshan beef hot pot. Basically, it can be said that it is not the same thing as porridge and hot pot in other places.

All kinds of seafood and rice were put into the pot, and Yan Xi was beside the fire, silently practicing the snow mountain breathing technique.

Practicing the breathing technique is different from the practice of ordinary martial arts.

Ordinary martial arts have many restrictions, and there are hours of practice in a day, so haste makes waste, and it is impossible to meditate for years.

Breathing technique can be cultivated almost without limit, no effort, no gain, no hard work, no profit.People who practice Taoism often retreat for many years, because this skill can improve with the day, and the most time-consuming.

If Yan Xi wants to practice the Snow Mountain Tuna Technique to the ninth level earlier, and start learning swordsmanship from Gushen Ye, he has to firmly grasp every minute of his time.

Suddenly another night passed, Yan Xi opened his eyes, the fire was already gray and cold, the casserole was clean, and the Chaoshan seafood porridge was gone.

He cleaned up the kitchen waste, stretched his muscles and bones, and moved around the mountain peak, then heard Gu Shenye's voice, ethereal, came over: "The smoke is gone!"

Yan Xi took out a new cigarette, held it up in the air, and the cigarette disappeared.

Gu Shenye stepped on the air, as if supported by invisible steps, and walked down the road in an unrestrained manner. The cigarette in his mouth ignited spontaneously in the absence of wind. This time, he did not use a lighter, but used magical powers to light the cigarette.

Yan Xi didn't ask why the teacher lost the lighter again.

People who often smoke will complain that the lighter is always gone.He doesn't smoke very much, he doesn't know what kind of strange phenomenon this is, and he can't empathize.

What's more, Yunsou Gu Shenye, a practitioner, a serious old fairy, still keeps throwing lighters, what's wrong with this...

It's not easy to complain.

Gu Shenye coughed, and said with some embarrassment: "Disciple, give me a few more lighters."

Yan Xi was already prepared, so he took out a box and handed it to the teacher.

Gu Shenye chuckled and said, "Lighting cigarettes with spells always feels lacking in ritual, but using a lighter makes the smoke more powerful."

He vomited a smoke ring, and he didn't know how this senior in the cultivation world learned this thing without a teacher, and he vomited it very chicly.

Gu Shenye said to Yan Xi: "Apprentice! There is a fight today, you have to watch it carefully."

"Today is Yan Po's move, maybe the White Emperor Qitaoli will also make a move. Those young ones have received the true biography of Sun Youyue, and they are fiercer than Yan Po. You need to learn more."

Yan Xi thought to himself: "This is a serious fight, the teacher should not cut off the signal halfway."

He was also very curious about how powerful Yan Po, who almost became his master's master, was able to make his teacher praise that the younger generation has good swordsmanship.

Yan Xi was about to prepare breakfast, but Gu Shenye waved his hand and said, "The pot of porridge was too full last night, so I don't need to make it in the morning, you should go and watch the fighting first."

Gu Shenye waved his sleeves, and a mirror-like brilliance appeared, within which there were indeed Yan Po and Baidi Qitaoli.

It was a man in yellow who was fighting with them.

Yellow smoke was lingering around this person's body, and when he made a move, the yellow smoke billowed, or turned into a giant hand, or turned into a billowing yellow dragon, all kinds of changes, infinite mysteries.

The man in yellow's bodyguard was thick with yellow smoke, and Yan Po's sword light couldn't cut through it. The two sides fought fiercely, but neither seemed to be able to do anything to the other.

The seven peaches and plums of Baidi didn't make a move, they each controlled the light, floating in mid-air, pointing and pointing, Bai Yue smiled and didn't speak, but kept playing with a small bowl in his hand.

Gu Shenye explained next to him: "The man in the yellow clothes is not from China, and the dojo is not in the court. His Wutu Zhenqi has already entered the room. If he can go one step further and condense the Wutu Shenlei, it will be considered Yan Po will also suffer a big loss."

"But now the two sides are considered rivals."

"Look at Bai Yue, the little bowl in his hand is a powerful treasure. Sun Youyue also worked hard to get this thing, and unexpectedly passed it on to the big apprentice."

"This small bowl is designed to restrain the Taoism of the Wutu family. If Yan Po suffers a disadvantage, Bai Yue will definitely take action to help his fellow brothers. If Yan Po gains the upper hand, Bai Yue will stand by and stand by. This is from Sun Youyue's lineage." Atmosphere, very..."

"Eat the same number."

"After you..."

"Forget it! In our Snow Mountain School, there are too few fellow students of your same generation, you can't learn this stuff."

(End of this chapter)