Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

When the old man saw this figure, his expression immediately changed and he bowed deeply, then silently stood aside and stood with his hands tied.

"Fellow Taoist is Old Man Kuzhu?" Yang Gan stared at the man's back and looked up and down.

"Yes, I am Kuzhu! The two faces are very unfamiliar. Could it be that they are fellow Taoists from the interior? May I ask your name?" The man in green robe turned around after a long laugh.

Yang Qian narrowed his eyes and saw that the white-haired man had red lips, white teeth, and handsome features. He looked like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, but his face was covered with a faint green aura.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Yang Qian smiled slightly and touched his chin.

This old man of Kuzhu is just like him, and he is also good at keeping his appearance. It is estimated that many inland monks cannot imagine that many people think that the famous old man of Kuzhu is an old man with wrinkles on his face.

Although the old man Kuzhu was smiling, when he saw Yang Gan's appearance clearly, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"It is true that we are not overseas monks. My surname is Yang, and this is my senior brother, whose surname is Qian! I hope fellow Taoist monks will not take offense to this unpretentious visit." Yang Qian said politely.

"Where! These two fellow Taoists are not ordinary people. They can come to this island before the owner of the island can welcome them. Both Brother Yang and this fellow Taoist Qian have unpredictable cultivation, especially this Qian Fellow Taoist, I can't see through the realm of cultivation. This is really an eye-opener for me. The two great monks came to the island, and I was really flattered." Old Man Kuzhu looked at Yang Qian and the humanoid puppet. Behind his eyes, he suddenly smiled and said.

Apparently, the Lord of the Island regarded Yang Qian's puppet as a late Nascent Soul monk practicing some mysterious technique, and was greatly surprised.

However, Old Man Kuzhu relied on the fact that he was sitting on the Ten Thousand Tree Formation. Even when facing two great monks at the late stage of Nascent Soul, he could still have some power to protect himself. Therefore, he looked calm and unflustered, which made Yang Qian secretly amazed.

It seems that the Tiansang sacred tree that has been around for tens of thousands of years is probably a bit strange. Otherwise, how could the old man of Kuzhu be so confident?

"Fellow Taoist is so humble! The name of Taoist Friend Kuzhu is also heard by both of us." Yang Qian smiled slightly.

"Haha, please sit down and try the mulberry tea that is unique to this island." The old man Kuzhu smiled softly and asked Yang Qian and Yang Qian to sit down.

Then two crisp applauses of "papa" sounded, and immediately several young female nuns walked into the hall holding tea trays in their hands. He brewed a pot of light green spiritual tea for each of the three of them, and then respectfully left the wooden hall.

"Mulberry tea, is this tea related to the Tianmulus sacred tree?" Yang Qian lowered his head and looked at the spiritual tea on the table, sensing the wood spiritual energy in the tea, and asked with an expression.

"Tao You have good eyesight. This is indeed brewed from the spiritual leaves of the Tianmulus tree. It has the effect of improving eyesight and calming the mind. There must be no other tea like this outside of this island." Old Man Kuzhu had a point. He said proudly.

"In this case, I really want to taste it." With his eyes flashing, Yang Qian first carefully scanned the cup of spiritual tea with his spiritual consciousness. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, he picked up the tea cup politely and tasted it. Take a sip.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, don't you like this tea?"

The humanoid puppet sat on the chair with an expressionless face without touching the teacup on the table. Old Man Kuzhu asked in surprise.

"Ever since I started living without a grain, I have never eaten or drank anything outside my cave." The humanoid puppet said coldly, without any politeness in his words.

"So that's it. I'm a bit reckless." A trace of displeasure flashed in the eyes of the old man Kuzhu, but he concealed it well and disappeared immediately.

The monk who dared to say such words in front of his master was naturally somewhat dependent on him.

Could it be that the person in front of me really has extraordinary powers?
Old Kuzhu, who had this thought in his mind, became even more afraid of the humanoid puppet.

"Fellow Kuzhu Daoist should know something about the purpose of our visit. I wonder what you think of the deal proposed by Yang?" Yang Qian only took two or three sips, put down the tea cup, and asked slowly .

"To be honest with the two fellow Taoists, this transaction makes me very embarrassed. The black phoenix is ​​at the critical stage of advancement, and no matter how many demon pills the two fellow daoists bring out, they are not willing to exchange the feather of the black wind. Otherwise, the next time this spirit bird breaks through the bottleneck, it won't be until the year of the monkey." Old Man Kuzhu frowned and said with a look of embarrassment.

"So, Fellow Taoist Kuzhu disagrees with this matter." Yang Qian pursed his lips, but there was no surprise on his face.

"Hey, if I really say the words of rejection, I'm afraid the two Taoist friends won't want to go back empty-handed. Let's do this, we immortal cultivators are the most capable. I can discuss some magical powers with the two Taoist friends. If one of the fellow Taoists can defeat me in a battle, it would be a good idea for me to agree to this transaction. If the two of you are not unable to do this..."

"If we can't do it, Brother Qian and I will immediately turn our backs and leave without mentioning this matter." Yang Gan said without hesitation.

"Okay, it's a deal! I haven't competed with anyone in nearly a hundred years. Which of the two Taoist friends is going to give it a try?" Old Man Kuzhu glanced back and forth at Yang Qian and Yang Qian, half-smiling but not smiling. said.

Although Old Man Kuzhu's cultivation is still stuck at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul, he is not afraid at all when facing late-stage monks.

"If you don't mind it, fellow Taoist, how about we discuss it with Qian?" Yang Gan's expression remained unchanged, and the puppet on the side spoke calmly under Yang Gan's distracted control.

"Okay, I'm also very curious about Brother Qian's skills. Let's discuss it above the mountain. Fellow Taoist, please!" When the old man Kuzhu saw the puppet speaking, he couldn't help but stand up from the chair with a trace of green light on his face. .

Yang Gan and the humanoid puppet also stood up.

The old man standing with his hands tied could not help showing an excited expression at this time.

Not everyone can see the fighting skills of Yuanying Stage monks.

A moment later, Yang Qian was already more than a hundred feet above the mountain peak, his expression calm and motionless. And dozens of feet in front of him, standing in the distance were humanoid puppets and old man Kuzhu.

In other places nearby, there were also seven or eight alchemy monks who came after hearing the news. They all stared at the situation in the sky with their eyes wide open.

"go with!"

The old man Kuzhu shouted lowly, and made a seal with his hands. Suddenly, cold light dazzled from all parts of his body, and at the same time, more than a hundred green lights flew out. As soon as these green lights appeared, they rose in the wind. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of light green lights flew out. The sword appeared with astonishing momentum.

After a flash of sword light, all the flying swords automatically formed a strange formation, hovering over the head of the old man Kuzhu, hiding cold murderous intent.

Seeing this, Yang Qian's originally indifferent expression suddenly froze.

"Sword formation, this old man Kuzhu has practiced so many flying swords, and he really knows the magical power of sword formation." Although Yang Qian had known about it for a long time, he was secretly surprised when he saw it in person.

"Master, this one seems to be really capable. This should allow the puppet to show off its magical powers a little more. I wonder what the master's defense ability is like." Silver Moon's voice came from within the sleeve robe. , some excitement came.

This little fox looked very interested in the battle between the monks.

"Huh? Defense ability is good too."

Having used so many rare materials on this puppet, Yang Qian was also looking forward to it. With his spiritual thoughts, the humanoid puppet also started to move.

Looking from a distance, I could see the puppet opening its mouth, and a large shield ejected from its mouth. In a flash of inspiration, it turned into a huge silver shield and blocked it in front of it.

Then the puppet squeezed the magic formula with both hands, and colorful runes suddenly appeared on its face. Then a layer of five-color shield emerged from the sound of these symbols, and its whole body was protected in it.

"Eh! Could it be that fellow Daoist comes from the Poison Saint Sect in southern Xinjiang? This technique seems to be the famous spirit pattern technique of the Poison Saint Sect?" Old Man Kuzhu asked in shock when he saw the strange appearance on the puppet's face.

"No!" Although Yang Qian's heart moved after hearing this, he controlled the puppet to reply expressionlessly. "Oh, it turns out I was mistaken! But this magical power of fellow Taoist really looks very similar to the spirit pattern technique." A strange color flashed in the eyes of the old man Kuzhu, and he replied in a calm voice, obviously he was dissatisfied with the humanoid puppet's words. , not quite convinced.

But he didn't ask further, but when he saw the puppet taking a defensive posture and no longer making any moves, as if it had no intention of attacking at all, he couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart, and he felt faintly looked down upon.

Immediately, Old Kuzhu's face darkened, and several low spells came out from his mouth.

There was a buzzing sound from the flying swords above the head, and then all the flying swords shook at the same time. Hundreds of feet long sword energy spurted out from the sword array, turning into a dense sword shadow and shooting towards the opposite side. On the way They joined together and turned into a forest of cold light, dazzling and dazzling.

When the humanoid puppet saw the sword light coming, he didn't do much. He just pointed at the silver shield in front of him. Suddenly, a light flashed on the shield, and a thick light shield that was several times the size of an entity suddenly appeared from it. A sheet of white mist flew out and greeted him.

As a result, under Yang Gan's gaze, the sword light struck the light shield mercilessly.

After a loud explosion, the white light and cold light flickered together, and the light shield was like a torrent rock, motionless, blocking all the sword light, which seemed to be more than enough.

Old Man Kuzhu's expression changed, and a trace of satisfaction flashed across Yang Qianran's face.

"Master, it seems that the power of this Yuan Gang Shield is beyond expectations. Although it is a newly refined magic weapon and there is no time to practice it, it seems that there is no problem at all in resisting ordinary magic weapon attacks. But it can Only this puppet can achieve this level of defense. If a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul like Old Man Kuzhu controlled this shield, it would be half as powerful as before." Yinyue said in surprise. came.

"Of course. The extent to which we monks can exert the power of the magic weapon mainly depends on the power of the magic weapon itself, the amount of magic power injected into the magic weapon, and the control of spiritual thoughts. How much spiritual power can be stored and how much can be released at one time The release of mana is the foundation of all cultivation. The improvement of realm is just a leap and sublimation of this process. This puppet is made of various rare materials, and the amount of mana that can be injected at one time is enough for ordinary people. It is more than four times that of a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying, and it is naturally incomparable to ordinary monks," Yang Qian replied without any surprise.

After these days of refining, Yang Qian's mastery of the puppet technique has reached an extremely high level, perhaps not as good as God Lord Dayan who left many years ago, but definitely not inferior to several other puppet refining masters in the human world. .

"Hehe, although the Yuan Gang Shield was refined by your body and then given to the puppet for use, when it was refined, it was completely based on the characteristics of the humanoid puppet itself. It was originally different from a magic weapon in the ordinary sense. . Even if the master injects the same mana into the shield as the puppet, he still cannot exert the full power of this treasure." Yin Yue seemed to know a lot, and explained with a smile.

This time, Yang Qian nodded, but did not say anything else, but his heart moved. Since coming to Dajin, Yinyue's memory seems to have awakened a lot.

I just don’t know if Yinyue will be the same as in the original work when she arrives at Kunwu Mountain, and how she will be able to re-integrate with her body.
Just when Yang Qian was thinking about it.

Suddenly, the old man Kuzhu in the distance activated his sword light for a while. After seeing that he could do nothing about the light shield, he finally activated the sword formation above his head and unleashed another magical attack.

I saw him pointing at the flying swords in the air, and there was a sound of swords. All the flying swords seemed to be attracted and shot away somewhere in the air.

As the sword light flashed, a sword wheel with a diameter of about ten feet appeared in the sky.

After the old man Kuzhu fired several spells in succession, the sword wheel suddenly started to rotate, and became faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, the center was dazzling, and a green light beam condensed and sprayed out from the center, hitting the huge light shield fiercely.

There was a deep muffled sound, and a green ball of light exploded on the surface of the light shield.

This ball of light was so huge that it dented the center of the light shield, and the deformation became more and more serious, causing the light shield to finally collapse.

At this time, the humanoid puppet raised his hand and pointed at the silver shield, and the light shield collapsed on its own, turning into dots of white light.

The light ball that was originally blocked suddenly pressed down aggressively and directly hit the body of the silver shield.

After a huge tremor, the silver shield was not shattered by the ball of light. Instead, it shot out a stream of light like mercury at this moment, and the shield suddenly became as smooth as a mirror.

The ball of light trembled violently when illuminated by the silver light. Countless green lights were reflected and splashed everywhere. In the blink of an eye, the ball of light shrank by more than half.

Then the silver shield tilted slightly, the silver on the shield surface exploded, and the remaining light group was bounced up in the light, flashed high in the sky, exploded, and turned into nothing.

Old Man Kuzhu took a deep breath, and could no longer hide the horror in his eyes. He stared at the puppet opposite, with a solemn look on his face.

Although he did not use the full power of the sword array in the attack just now, the opponent was able to block all the previous attacks with just a shield. His magical power was absolutely unfathomable.

He couldn't help but hesitate whether to activate the sword formation's magical power at the bottom of the box.

Seeing the expression on Old Man Kuzhu's face, Yang Gan raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a smile.

Although Old Man Kuzhu could fight with the great monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul by relying on the big formation on the island, and even be equally matched, he was still at the peak of the middle stage of Nascent Soul after all, and had not broken through to the late stage.

Without using a large formation, it would naturally not be advantageous to fight against puppets that existed equally as late-stage monks.

After all, not everyone has the strength to fight beyond the level like Han Li.

Yang Qian silently stirred in his heart, and the humanoid puppet's eyes immediately flashed with purple light. Then he rubbed his hands without saying a word, and a ball of red light loomed in his hands. Then after a dazzling light flashed, a red light flashed. The small bow appeared between his hands.

Several inches in size, extremely exquisite!
The arms of the bow are actually in the shape of a dragon, and even the scales are clearly visible.

"Through the Dragon Bow!" When the old man Kuzhu saw this bow, he immediately shouted out loud.

"This is not a dragon-piercing bow, but a thunder-fire bow imitated by me! First of all, I would like to remind fellow Taoists that this bow is also made from the tendons of the dragon, but its power is only higher than that of the dragon-piercing bow." Humanoid puppet His face was expressionless, but he said words that made the old man Kuzhu's heart sink.

Then the puppet moved slightly, and the small red bow and arrow was held tightly in its palm.

At the same time, thunder rumbled in the palm of the other hand, and an emerald green arrow appeared out of thin air with a light touch of his fingertips.

A rapid spell came from his mouth.

Suddenly the surface of the red bow and small arrows shone brightly, and then their bodies suddenly grew in size, turning into the size of normal bows and arrows in the blink of an eye.

The runes on the body flashed, and a crimson flame suddenly appeared on the bow, wrapping the red bow in it. The golden light flowed on the green arrows, and several arcs of electricity shot up from above. The sound of thunder was endless.

The puppet's skills were extremely proficient. The green arrow was placed on the red bow, slowly pulled open, and aimed at the opposite side.

The bow string was not loosened yet, the golden arcs and red flames were intertwined, making a loud rumbling sound, the momentum was overwhelming!

Then, a surge of spiritual pressure burst out from the puppet without warning, surging like a giant wave and spreading to all sides.

Those pill-forming monks who were watching the battle in the distance felt their breathing tightened when they were rushed by this spiritual wave, and their body-protecting treasure lights swayed unsteadily.

Some of those with lower cultivation levels turned around and moved away with their expressions greatly changed.

"Stop! No need to compete anymore, I will admit defeat!"

After sensing the spiritual energy emitted by the puppet, the old man Kuzhu finally turned pale and shouted loudly, and took the initiative to admit defeat. (End of chapter)