Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 124 Hanxia Thousands of Illusions, Beautiful World

Yan Xi was fascinated by watching the two sides fighting.

Yan Po's swordsmanship is really mysterious, but the man in yellow's Wutu Zhenqi is changeable, which seems to be more interesting, so he couldn't help asking: "Master, can your old man know Wutu Zhenqi?"

Gu Shenye snorted, and said: "I don't know how to practice that kind of stupid kung fu. The five elements' true qi is the most difficult thing to practice in the world, and it also consumes the most effort. If you do anything, even if you are unparalleled in talent, you can practice Taoism." There is no shortage of merits, and the most top-notch Taoism requires at least seven or eight hundred years of hard work. The five elements are one, and there is no two or three thousand years of hard work that cannot be achieved."

Yan Xi secretly said: "Master, this is not going to happen."

How could Gu Shenye fail to see what his apprentice was thinking?
What's more, Yan Xi didn't hide his inner thoughts.

He smiled proudly and said, "Our Snow Mountain Sect has even better kung fu."

Yan Xi's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Is it Bingpo Divine Light?"

This spell is considered to be the most common ice-type Taoism among the immortals of the Internet.

Gu Shenye was slightly taken aback, and said, "Ice Soul Divine Light? This old man has never heard of it. Is there such an ice-type Taoism in the world?"

"Our snow mountain lineage cultivates the authentic Hanxia true qi. On the Daxue Mountain, it is extremely cold, and there are often many rays of light, ever-changing, and the snow mountain school's true qi is named after it. Not to mention its power, it is beautiful. No. [-] in the world."

"However, it's not time for you to practice yet. It won't be too late for you to teach it as a teacher when you have completed your skills."

Yan Xi imagined for a while, the hanxia thousand illusions, the beautiful world and other scenes, and thought to himself: "Isn't it just the aurora?"

The fight between Yan Po and the man in yellow came and went with just a few tricks, the flying sword slashed here, and the yellow smoke flew over there.

Yan Xi looked at it for a while, and asked, "Why don't they move around and fight in circles, wouldn't they be able to find many flaws in each other?"

Gu Shenye touched his chin and said, "Flying is too slow, not as fast as magic!"

Yan Xi understood immediately, and simulated seven or eight tactics in his heart, secretly thinking: "Either increase the speed of flying escape, or get a magic weapon for fast flying, or use illusion so that the enemy can't find his position, That’s how the tactics work.”

"The population of Jiayin Realm is too small. I guess these swordsmen don't have much experience in fighting skills. If a professional swordsman competition were held on Earth, within three years at most, hundreds of tactics and various micro-manipulations would be developed. ..."

Yan Xi asked some questions about the fight between the two sides, learned a lot of common sense about the fight, and also saw some shortcomings in the fight between Yan Po and the man in yellow.

He humbly asked Gushenye for advice, at first Gushenye answered casually, then he needed to think about it, and later Gushenye couldn't answer, thought for a long time, and said to him: "Master has never thought about these questions. "

"However, at Yan Po's level, when fighting with others, he still has the chance to make mistakes, and if he uses the wrong spell for a while, he still has the chance to make up for it."

"Master, at this level, no one dares to make mistakes when you meet a well-matched opponent. If you miss a move, you will die, and there is no way to verify your thoughts. You can only rely on yourself to verify these Hu Qi Bad idea."

Taking Yunsou Gushenye, he didn't scold his apprentice because he was too whimsical, and he didn't take advantage of the master's dignity and use some cloudy words to prevaricate. Instead, he directly said that he had never thought about it and encouraged Yan Xi Verify it yourself.

This surprised Yan Xi, thanked the teacher for his guidance, and continued to observe the fight between the two sides.

However, he already knew in his heart that this fight would definitely end.

The man in yellow's Wutu true energy is the thickest, if Yan Po can't break through the opponent's true energy, he will never win.

But the shortcomings of Wutu Zhenqi are also very obvious. The speed of swiping the scroll in time is too slow, and the Zhenqi is connected to itself, and it cannot attack as far as the flying sword.

As long as Yan Po doesn't make mistakes, and doesn't make rash advances, the man in yellow will never attack him with his real Qi.

After all, Yan Po is also an authentic swordsman from Baidi Temple, and he has passed through the enemy again, how could he make a mistake?
If the two sides continue to fight like this, they will only consume their true energy and waste time in vain.

Gu Shenye saw Yan Xi watched the fight for a while, then thought about it for a while, and asked some questions at first, and then he stopped asking questions, and a look of disapproval gradually appeared on his face, coughed, and asked: "Teacher, Who do you think will win this fight?"

Yan Xi truthfully stated his opinion, Gu Shenye was slightly surprised, and said, "I didn't expect you to have such insight."

"As a teacher, I also feel that Yan Po and the other party are really hard to tell, but it's not as detailed as you think."

Yan Xi said: "Master, if your skill is comparable to these two, what kind of magic will you use to win?"

Gu Shenye thought for a while and said, "Perhaps we can win with swordsmanship."

"The Hanxia Zhenqi of our Snow Mountain Sect is more effective against the enemy than the Wutu Zhenqi. Whether it is against Shangyan Po or the boy in yellow, he has a better chance of winning. However, when he was young, he blindly studied swordsmanship. Hanxia’s true qi only dabbled in it later, and when her skills were comparable to theirs, she wouldn’t be able to use these methods.”

In the mirror light, there was a sudden change, a group of black clouds moved from far to near, and in the black clouds, countless evil spirits roared angrily, and rushed towards Yan Po and the man in yellow, involving the seven peaches and plums of the White Emperor.

Bai Yue hurriedly raised the small bowl in his hand, and a golden glow rolled up, resisting the black cloud evil spirit, but it seemed extremely difficult.

When he made a move, he naturally protected Yan Po and his juniors, but he couldn't protect the man in yellow.

The real qi of Wutu from the man in yellow resisted Yan Po's flying sword very mysteriously, but in the black cloud, he supported it for a while, then was submerged by the evil spirit of the black cloud, and disappeared immediately.

I don't know if it was refined by the black cloud, or if it also became an evil spirit in the black cloud.

Gu Shenye shouted: "Why did this old thing come out?"

"I have to save someone, disciple, you stay alone for a while."

Gu Shenye turned into a strange light and disappeared for a moment. As soon as he left, the mirror light also went out. Yan Xi couldn't see the battle situation, and he was quite worried, thinking secretly: "This one who came here looks like a great monster! No! know what's going on."

"It's a pity that the master is gone, and I can't see the live action. The most exciting and exciting scene can only be described in words when the master comes back."

"I don't know, he is a taboo old man, and he wears a camera on his head."

Just as Yan Xi thought about which camera had a better performance, the phone rang. He took out his phone and looked, but it was Zhao Qijin's video call.

After connecting to the video call, what he saw was not Zhao Qijin's big face, but black clouds billowing in the sky, and he heard the other side shout: "Help me, help me!"

"Help!"

"There is a ghost..."

"A lot of ghosts!"

(End of this chapter)