Fake Taoists in the world of film and television

Chapter 260 Breakthrough
"The injury of Tong Xin is not serious, don't worry, Patriarch Tong!"

With a minor injury like a broken leg, Yi Buhuo didn't even have the desire to take action now, but after all, they had met each other, and his childlike innocence might have suffered from his unreasonable disaster.

"If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

Yi Buhuo took the somewhat resistant hermit and left.

"What you did just now was very professional. I haven't understood the beauty of it yet. Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"You just want to learn from me and teach you. There are more important things to do now."

"So where are we going now?"

The hermit cultivator saw that the direction was wrong. This was the direction to the periphery, which was a forbidden area.

"Go and confirm whether the strong wind has anything to do with me!"

The two of them were very fast and soon arrived at Hell Rock. It didn't look like there was much change here, except that there were traces of wind blowing on the ground, and the earth and rocks rolled down in the same direction.

"It's so empty here that there are very few traces left, but you can definitely see that the situation is different."

Yin Xiu stroked his beard and looked at the ground beneath his feet, which looked like it had been scratched by a knife. The dust had dispersed, revealing the hard soil inside.

"Isn't this obsidian?"

Suddenly, as if he saw something, he pointed at a black irregular stone and became interested.

Yi Buhuo reached out and grabbed it slightly, and the palm-sized black stone on the ground flew up into the air and fell into his hand.

"The magma is blowing up, and the wind is so strong! No wonder even children's hearts can't resist it..."

The scene at that time could almost be imagined in his mind, and Yi Buhuo couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Regardless of whether this is caused by practicing spells on your own, there is something wrong with this power. The book clearly records that people who do not have open eyes cannot use the true power of spells.

Even if his wind-breathing technique was really successful, it would only be able to create a breeze blowing his hair at most. How could he possibly create such a scene?
"Hermit cultivator, I'll try the wind-calling technique again, stay away."

"Are you still trying? You don't really think it's your fault, do you?"

Although Yinxiu didn't want to hit him, no matter how he thought about it, this gust of wind was definitely not something Yi Buhuo could create.

"Even if I open my heavenly eye, I still can't use such a powerful spell. No one in the entire Tong family can use such a powerful spell, unless it was 500 years ago!"

"I don't know if it works or not. Try it without losing money."

Yi Buhuo shook his head, "This time I will use less aura and direct it to the ground, and you will know if it works."

At that time, I was too cautious and didn't know how much spiritual power was appropriate. I was almost fully immersed in it. If it really succeeded in this situation, no one knew what kind of power it would have.

He knows his own strength very well, and if he doesn't succeed, it will be fine. If he really succeeds, it will definitely not be a small scene.

The kung fu he has worked so hard to cultivate is so perfect that he is unparalleled in the world even without magic.

Not to mention that spells are just a higher level of strength, in essence, it still depends on yourself.

Even though Yin Xiu was his senior in the art of magic, his own cultivation was simply not worth mentioning. Yi Buhuo could kick him to death with both hands.

The background is different, and conventional thinking in the past cannot be used as a reference.

And Yi Buhuo himself is not obsessed with learning spells. As long as he can understand them, he can naturally analyze the spells that are most suitable for him.

He himself cannot create something out of nothing, he can do everything only after he has seen and understood it himself.

Why can Daliwan cure all diseases?
Because he had studied medical skills and studied human body essence, everything just fell into place.

"I'm only one step away from escaping from the cage, and magic is the best opportunity!"

Yi Buhuo said seriously: "As long as I master the spell, I will definitely be able to truly enter another dimension!"

"There is a god in this world. There is definitely a reason why I came here. As long as there is the slightest chance, I don't want to give up!"

Sometimes he really felt that everything about him was controlled by a pair of invisible hands in the dark. Every time he had an immature idea, he would immediately come to a suitable world.

You can pursue and realize your own ideas to your heart's content. When you realize that your strength and character are better, you can enter the next world for new experiences...

And what is the dilemma you face now?
Mind and force are no longer what he wants and needs strongly. On the surface, it seems that he has no desires and desires, and he can do whatever he wants in this world. Apart from being Yue Lao, he has no goals.

But is this really the case?

Why is it not another martial arts world, but Shuiyuedongtian where the level of martial arts is more tyrannical?
Are the choices in these worlds really random?
"What do you mean?"

Yinxiu didn't understand his considerations and doubts, and didn't know why he would say such things at this time.

"Hermit, what do you think of the gods?"

Yi Buhuo suddenly asked a strange question and looked at him with burning eyes.

"Flying in the sky, hiding on the earth, omnipotent? Turning stones into gold and becoming immortal?"

Yinxiu couldn't answer at all, so he just followed his own guess and uncertain understanding.

"Isn't it the meaning of magic to be omnipotent and fly in the sky?"

Yi Buhuo smiled slightly. He could confidently tell the hermit that he could also do the things and characteristics that gods in his mind could do!

So am I a god now?
"Go away quickly, it won't be good if I hurt you. Your old bones may not be able to hold on..."

"This far away should be enough, right?"

Yinxiu is not a hard-talking person, even if others don't tell him, he has already started to give in, seeing that Yi Buhuo has made up his mind, he has already run away.

"Sundae!"

Yi Buhuo looked at the ground under his feet, thinking of the image of a tornado in his mind. The energy flowing through his brows brought him a sense of coolness, and then he tapped his fingers and spoke in a low voice.

The dust on the ground flew leisurely, and the wind automatically began to rotate. As the speed became faster and faster, a small tornado half a person's height soon formed, sweeping in with bursts of suction.

The hermit in the distance covered his eyes with his palms and managed to open a crack. The dust on the ground floated into the air and gathered in front of Yi Buhuo.

"Success...success..."

"It really worked!"

Yinxiu opened his mouth wide in a daze, and poured a handful of dust into his mouth, almost suffocating him, coughing with tears for a long time before recovering.

Yi Buhuo's true energy surrounded his body, blocking the flying sand and rocks. He was stunned as he looked at the tornado condensed by dust and sand in front of him.

Although I had made enough mental preparations and desperately hinted that I would succeed, I didn't really feel relieved until I succeeded.

The huge surprise filled his heart, and he even forgot how to laugh.

"How do you collect this thing..."

He has cut off the supply of spiritual power, but it seems that the wind here will not calm down in a short while.

Spiritual power is just an introduction. Even if the supply of spiritual power is withdrawn after this spell is formed, the tornado will not collapse and disappear instantly, but will last for a while before dissipating...

"Leave the fire!"

When the flames burst out, Yi Buhuo watched in shock as it burned in front of him. It did not hurt him like before, but always burned his palms.

"This is magic..."

After learning the wind-breathing technique, he suddenly understood the use of other five-element spells like a blessed soul.

It is no longer a physical phenomenon, but spiritual power plus yin and yang and the five elements!
There are five elements in Chinese medicine and yin and yang in Taoism. These are the theoretical components of his yin and yang acupuncture, and there is no difficulty for him.

"You really did it!"

Yin Xiu ran over from a distance shouting, his face flushed with excitement.

Yi Buhuo, who was awakened by him, came back to his senses, extinguished the flames in his hands and replied: "Let's go, I want to read books now, all the books!"

"You're not eating?"

"Aren't you full from eating dirt?"

Yi Buhuo waved his sleeves and stood up from the ground, disappearing with a whoosh.

"Wait for me, I'm still here..."

Before Yinxiu could react, there was only his back, and he hurriedly ran after him.

"I have no shortcomings now. It's time to integrate my strength and truly take this step!"

Yi Buhuo sat cross-legged and laid out the newly learned barrier method in his room. Although it consumed a lot of money, he didn't take it to heart at all.

Just like a child who gets a new toy, no matter how expensive it is, it must be shown.

Originally, he had surpassed ordinary people, but he never had a clear concept in his heart. He had no normal cultivation method, and no path left by his predecessors. He had to explore it all by himself.

I only know that I am close to a part of what an immortal looks like, but I know nothing except immortality and strength, and I am very half-baked.

Now that he has mastered the spell, he has finally made up for his biggest shortcoming, even if it is only part of it, it has given him the idea to continue to expand.

From today on, even if he doesn't admit that he is a god, others won't believe him.

Now that we are all here, what if he names this step "immortal"!

"The Yuanshen of Zifu, the true energy of Dantian, and the essence of blood!"

"The three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit gather together, and the five qi move towards the origin..."

At this moment, Yi Buhuo's Nascent Soul opened its eyes and fell into the Dantian from the spiritual platform. Like a long whale sucking water, it started to drink up the vortex of true energy in the Dantian. As the true energy was enriched, the body also transformed step by step.

From the original appearance, he degenerated into a baby, then grew up again into a boy, a young man, a middle-aged person, then declined into the senile appearance of his twilight years, and then turned into a baby again...

Even the seemingly endless sea of ​​dantian couldn't help the spirit's squandering, and began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But it makes the Dantian look more empty, and the surrounding area is higher and wider!

Yi Buhuo has lost his consciousness and is completely immersed in the reincarnation of the soul. Every growth is accompanied by his own experience, and his seven emotions flow like joy, anger, sorrow, joy, sorrow, and fear.

The soul is becoming clearer and flawless, and a golden light can be vaguely seen in the abdomen, appearing out of nowhere, and it is getting brighter and brighter. Although it is hard to find a trace, it is vast and vast!
"Yi Buhuo has been in seclusion for half a month, isn't he already starving to death in there?"

The hermit cultivator was unsteady on his feet, and his brows were so furrowed that they could kill a fly.

"Doctor Yi is very powerful, and he also specially said hello that this retreat is very important to him. What we have to do is to trust him. What's the use of being anxious?"

Although Tong Zhen said it calmly, there was also a bit of eagerness in his eyes. Although he knew that Yi Buhuo was very strong and his origin was extremely mysterious, he should be protecting himself.

But after all, they had been together for so long, and it was hard not to worry him when one retreat was silent for half a month.

"If you are really anxious, you can go and see Tongxin. He tried to run away before and I locked him up. Now he is probably scolding me. Go and comfort him."

"Clan leader, would you like to try again to see if the spiritual mirror works?"

Yin Xiu trembled all over. Even Tong Zhen couldn't do anything to Tong Xin, and he didn't want to wade into troubled waters. What if Tong Xin asked him to help him escape?
"The spiritual mirror is sealed. I don't know how to unseal it. Before that, it can't show its divine power at all. It's useless."

Tong Zhen shook his head. Although he was very happy after finding the long-lost spiritual mirror, the current spiritual mirror was just a stone, and those who were not simple-minded would be burned if they got it.

Now only the symbolic meaning is left. If you want to use it to explore something, it is useless at all.

"How do we unblock the spiritual mirror? This is a sacred object of our Tong clan, so we have to find a way, right?"

"The book says that he was sealed because he was contaminated with General Long's blood. Maybe Tong Bo can find a way..."

"Tong Bo? How could he do anything?"

Faced with the hermit's questioning, Tongzhen realized his gaffe. This matter was an absolute secret, and the fewer people knew about it, the better.

"Don't ask so many questions. You must have heard wrong. I'm just worried about Tong Bo and the others. I don't know how they are doing now."

Tong Zhen's worried look successfully diverted Yinxiu's attention, and he asked again: "What did Yi Buhuo tell you back then? Why did you let Tong Bo and Tong Zhan stay outside."

"If you are bored, go pick some herbs and don't bother me here."

"I just won't ask..."

Yinxiu saw his silence and felt an inexplicable murderous aura, so he closed his mouth conscientiously.

Tong Zhen then closed his eyes and continued to stare at Yi Buhuo's room. There was a very obvious barrier there, which shocked him.

I didn't expect that Yi Buhuo actually had such a talent, that he could create such an advanced barrier even though he was just a beginner.

At that time, Yi Buhuo did not persuade him much, but only told him that when the spiritual mirror was born, there would be a disaster in the world. Tong Bo also told him his true life experience.

So he was moved with emotion and reasonedly advised him that the young eagle needs to spread its wings. Birds living under the shelter of the eaves do not have the ability to face the wind and rain alone.

Although it is just some very simple principles, the effect of what outsiders say and what you understand by yourself are completely different.

He loves Tong Bo so he is afraid that he will be hurt, but in the face of a crisis that can destroy the world, he must let Tong Bo grow up.

Worried about gains and losses, he needed Yi Buhuo, an outsider who understood the inside story and had a common language with him, to break the deadlock and let him let go of his guard and trust Tong Bo for once.

Tong Zhen was worried that Yi Buhuo was like this. The two people who had a common language had already become close friends without outsiders knowing.

Now that Yi Buhuo was silent, the anxiety in his heart was no less than that of the hermit cultivator, but the barrier in front of him had become a natural chasm again.

Even if you want to go in and take a look at the situation, you can't!
"Swallow a golden elixir into my stomach, from now on my life is up to me!"

Yi Buhuo's soul finally transformed and returned to Zifu. The true energy in his dantian was refined by the soul and turned into a golden elixir that fell into his dantian.

It has completely severed contact with the projection of the former soul world, and it has become clear from now on!
The barrier disappeared, the door opened wide, and Yi Buhuo finally stepped out of the door!
(End of this chapter)